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Nancy Wheeler isn’t scared of many things. Between fighting the US military, monsters straight from a hell dimension, saving the world a couple of times and interdimensional traveling, some might think she’s fearless. The bravest person I know, Robin has said to her multiple times.
But, right now, Nancy is shaking in her goddamn boots. She hasn’t felt her heart race like this in a really long time, maybe not even when that godzilla looking spider almost ate her in one bite. She also feels like throwing up. A little bit.
Maybe that’s a normal way to feel when you tell your best friend that you realized you’re a lesbian - best friend that you’re in love with, that part she left out - and she just stares at you, eyebrows raised in surprise. Not a single sound except for Oh! before going silent for what feels like an eternity. In reality, it’s been like. 20 seconds. But it stills makes Nancy feel crazy, sitting here on Robin’s uncle’s couch, in the basement they’ve spent so much time together, where their friendship and feelings grew to where they are now.
Nancy knows she’s processing but it still feels weird. Robin just stares at her and Nancy feels like she can see right through her and her emotions and through every fucking thing she has said or done in the last 4 years they’ve been friends.
“Rob… You’re freaking me out.” Nancy states nervously, it seems to snap Robin out of her trance and she blinks quickly at Nancy.
“Sorry! I was just thinking… That information checks out, I guess.” Robin says, eyes moving everywhere, from Nancy’s face to the wall behind her and then her own hands.
“You guess?”
“Sorry! That’s not what I mean! I’m happy you came to this conclusion and obviously I love that we can be cool little lesbian besties! I’m just reading too much into it, I guess. You know me, mind’s always running ahead of me. I’m proud of you! Obviously!” The words spill out of Robin’s mouth quickly, then she goes quiet for a second before speaking again, “Can I ask you something, though?”
“Of course.”
“Did you… experiment? Before coming to this conclusion… Not that it invalidates your dyke-ism but… I’m curious.” She looks a little pained when she asks and Nancy isn’t sure it’s a good idea to tell her, but still, she ponders.
Nancy thinks back to the night it happened, a month ago, in between their monthly meetings - sometimes bimonthly or more, if they’re too busy. She had gone to a bar with her coworkers, drank a couple of beers and felt eyes on her all night from across the bar. When mostly everyone she knew had left, a woman seemingly her own age approached her. She was pretty. Short brown hair, beautiful brown eyes. Dressed the way Robin used to, when they were back in high school. It made Nancy feel things.
They engaged in superficial conversation and, in the end, they moved on to the bathroom. And it was an eye opening experience for Nancy. The moment she finally kissed a woman, she felt like everything made sense, like the pieces finally came into place. It wasn’t like kissing guys, at all, her lips were soft and although she had her tongue down Nancy’s throat 5 seconds in, it still didn’t feel rushed or rough, like she always thought it felt with guys.
Nancy welcomed everything the woman gave her, made out with her until her lips were sore and wet, and so was she. And when she touched Nancy she saw stars. She never thought getting off only to someone’s hand could feel so good, but it did. And that only confirmed her suspicions. This is what it should feel like.
“It’s okay if you don’t wanna tell me, Nance, I didn’t mean to offend you by asking, I really was just wondering, y’know.” Robin apologizes after Nancy takes too long to answer, lost in her own memories from that night.
“No! It’s fine!” She assures Robin and thinks well, how bad could it be if she told her, right? “I did, yeah… I hooked up with someone.”
Well, it’s certainly bad.
“Oh.” Robin’s face drops. Her gaze shifts from Nancy’s face to her own hands and she goes silent, picking at the skin around her nails. It’s awkward. The only sound in the room being the AC in Robin’s uncle’s basement. The air feels thick with tension. Nancy wants to take back her words, shove them 7 feet underground and bury it. Maybe herself, too. Robin chews on her lip and Nancy notices there’s a light quiver to it.
“Rob?” Nancy calls for her and goes to touch her hand, Robin pulls hers away. When she finally looks up at Nancy, she notices her eyes are watery.
“You could’ve come to me,” Robin starts, her voice shakes a little and she frowns as she says it, “I thought I made it so obvious, but maybe I didn’t, or maybe you just don’t feel the same way, which is fine too, like whatever, I can handle that, I just… Don’t like the idea of you being with someone else.”
Nancy stares at her, processing the information. Robin is… jealous? Nancy looks into her eyes, searching for what exactly Robin is feeling, what she’s trying to convey in this conversation and what does she mean ‘she made it obvious’? Nancy isn’t sure she’s understanding things right. Robin holds her gaze, blue eyes wide and worried and so full of emotion, Nancy wants to kiss her.
She doesn’t.
Instead, she says, “I’m not sure I understand, Robin.”
Robin sighs loudly and brings her hands to her own face, nervously, then looks away from Nancy, staring at the ceiling as the spills, “What I’m saying, Nancy Wheeler, is that I would’ve been more than open to being your first lesbian experience, in fact, I hoped I would be. Prayed for it, even. But I guess you found something better out there and I don’t blame you for it, maybe I should’ve been more open about how I felt if I wanted you to want me.”
And, oh.
So… Robin wants her. There comes that heavy silence again.
“You want… Me?” Nancy asks. She needs to be sure. She needs to be sure she understood this correctly. That her best friend whom she has been harvesting feelings for for God knows how long, actually wants her.
Robin’s gaze finally comes back to Nancy. She looks terrified. Nancy has known her long - and well enough - to know what that feeling looks like on her. Then, Robin nods, sheepishly.
Nancy doesn’t think. She just acts.
She grabs Robin by the back of the neck and pulls her in, finally bringing their lips together. Robin freezes there, for a second, but then she melts into it and makes a noise, surprise mixed with satisfaction and Nancy eats it right up. Robin’s hands finally grab at Nancy’s waist and pull at her, bringing Nancy closer.
Nancy goes more than willingly, moving from where she sat on the couch and throwing one leg over Robin’s climbing onto her lap. Now that she has this, she’s going to take everything Robin gives her. The hand at Robin’s neck slides into her blonde hair, gripping and her mouth drops open, Nancy uses that gap to slip her tongue into Robin’s mouth and can’t help the moan that comes from deep within her chest the moment their tongues touch. Robin mimics the sound and Nancy loves it, could live right here in this moment forever.
Nancy licks into her mouth greedily, trying to know every little crevice and detail of Robin’s mouth, she can taste the Dr Pepper they had with dinner and she wants more. They kiss until they run out of breath and with a tug on Robin’s bottom lip, Nancy sadly pulls away.
They stare at each other for a second. Robin’s lips are red and so are her cheeks, her eyes are so wide, pupils blown wide and Nancy wants her so, so bad. She brings a hand to Robin’s face, stroking her cheek with her thumb, her other hand still gripping at her hair. Then, she pulls lightly on it, forcing Robin’s face to the side and exposing her beautiful neck. Nancy can’t help but go in.
She mouths at Robin’s neck, licking up the muscles there. She smells so delicious, Nancy wants to bite down but stops herself, they’re too old to walk around with marks. Instead, she very lightly drags her teeth on her throat and goes back to kissing her neck. Robin exhales shakily.
“Nance, oh, my god,” Robin gasps, hands squeezing Nancy’s waist and Nancy smiles into her neck.
“Waited so long for this, wanted you for so long,” Nancy murmurs into her skin and moves up from her neck, back to Robin’s mouth, slotting their lips together once more.
“Me too, Nance, want you so much,” Robin says into the kiss and her hands slip from Nancy’s waist, fingers dragging along the hem of her shirt, “Can I?” She asks, thumb touching the sliver of skin that peeks out between her top and jeans.
Nancy nods, smiling, “Yeah, anything you want,” She’s willing to give Robin everything she is willing to take. Robin’s hands move quickly, slipping under Nancy’s shirt and spreading over her back, all the way up, her shirt riding up with the movement. She wants it out of the way, “Is the door locked?” Nancy is not about to get shirtless at risk of any of Robin’s family members getting down here and seeing it.
“Yeah, yeah, since we came down.”
It’s all she needs. She pulls her shirt off faster than Robin can finish speaking, thanks her lucky stars she decided not to wear a bra today because of the look of pure adoration Robin gives her bare chest. She goes in, licking from Nancy’s sternum to her collarbones, draping kisses all the way to her shoulders and then down, down to her right nipple and closes her lips over it. Nancy moans at the feeling and throws her head back, pulling on Robin’s hair to keep her there and Robin allows her to, opens her mouth over her nipple, licking and sucking on it, alternating between her breasts until Nancy feels her whole chest is wet.
Robin pulls back for a second and Nancy grabs at her shirt, begging with her eyes for it to be off right now, she pulls on it and Robin helps her discard it. Nancy slots her mouth on Robin’s and brings their chests flush together, can’t help the whine that escapes her as she feels Robin’s nipples dragging against her own. Robin’s hands drop to Nancy’s ass, grabbing at it as she pulls her hips forward, making Nancy grind against her.
They continue to makeout, pressed together, Nancy rocking her hips against Robin’s for what feels like forever. She can feel how damp her underwear has gotten, she craves Robin’s touch and Robin is giving it to her. Robin grabs Nancy’s ass and pulls her just as she grinds up, providing Nancy with delicious friction and eliciting a dragged out moan from her.
That’s it. Nancy needs every article of clothing fucking gone.
“Rob, please, please,” Nancy whines and gives a particularly slow, hard grind, hands grasping at Robin’s shoulders.
“Oh, is Nancy Wheeler begging?” Robin chuckles and squeezes her ass. Nancy can’t even pretend to be mad at her mocking because her voice sounds roarse and deep and so sexy. She kisses Robin on the lips, then her cheek and then her earlobe, whispers another plead and hears Robin’s breath catch, “I got you, Nance.”
Before Nancy realizes what’s happening, she’s laid out on the couch, Robin on top of her between her thighs, “Dreamt of this so many times, Nance, can’t believe I get to have you like this.” Robin says and leans back in to kiss her. She’s slow with it, peppering kisses from Nancy’s face to chest, down her stomach, giving a particularly hard bite to her hipbone before moving to undo the buttons in her pants. She glances at Nancy’s face, making sure she’s okay with it and Nancy nods, hoping her eyes can show how much she needs this.
After getting confirmation, Robin unbuttons Nancy’s jeans and pulls them down her legs, finally releasing Nancy from her clothes. Robin kisses Nancy’s right knee and moves up her leg, biting and leaving marks on the inside of her thighs as she itches higher up where Nancy is soaking through her underwear. She’s so horny she might just die before Robin gets to it.
She doesn’t suffer much longer. Robin licks a stripe from the highest point on Nancy’s thigh all the way to her clit over her panties. Nancy is dying, she’s sure of it. Her hand moves from where she was grabbing the back of the couch to Robin’s head, grabbing at her hair without pushing her down, just to stabilize Nancy before she starts levitating with how good it feels, “Fuck, Robin, oh my God!”
Robin continues to lap at Nancy’s clit through her underwear, getting it even wetter while holding onto Nancy’s thighs hard enough she might leave bruises. Nancy is one second away from begging again when Robin finally has mercy on her and gets rid of her underwear. She wastes no time and dives back in, lips closing over Nancy’s clit and sucking on it like she did to Nancy’s tongue not so long ago. Nancy lets out a particularly loud whine and Robin stops, looking up at her from between her legs.
“Baby, I’m gonna need you to be a bit quieter, not that I don’t love the sounds you’re making right now, but remember we’re not alone, okay?” She suggests and kisses Nancy’s stomach, right above her bellybutton. If Nancy wasn’t putty already she would be after hearing Robin call her baby while looking up at her with her swollen red lips, wet chin and messy hair.
Robin continues to eat her out, alternating between sucking and licking at her clit in slow circles. She licks at Nancy’s opening and Nancy has to bite down hard to stop the moan that wants to crawl out of her mouth. Nancy feels Robin’s fingers pressing against her cunt as she goes back to lapping at her clit, she’s not holding back on Nancy at all and soon she has two fingers inside her, pressing on that spot that makes Nancy’s toes start to curl.
It doesn’t take long for Nancy to start shaking, gripping harder onto Robin’s hair as she throws her head back, trying so hard not to be loud. She clenches on Robin’s fingers and comes on her tongue, a choked moan escaping her lips as her body relaxes into the feeling. Robin doesn’t stop touching her, just slows down her movements until Nancy stops shaking.
“Come here,” Nancy calls out in a breathy whine and Robin goes immediately, fingers still inside of Nancy but unmoving now. Nancy tangles her fingers in Robin’s hair, scratching at her scalp as she slots their mouths together again. She can taste herself on Robin’s tongue and can’t help but moan into the kiss. The way she licks into Robin’s mouth is filthy, like she’s trying to lick her clean of her come. Robin pulls her fingers from inside Nancy and it makes Nancy groan, displeased.
“Can’t keep me in there all day, Nance,” Robin jokes and kisses Nancy’s neck, clean hand coming up to push away the strands of Nancy’s short hair that covered her eyes.
“Not fair,” Nancy complains and Robin laughs against her neck. She lets her hands travel from Robin’s hair down her chest - which she’s definitely coming back to later, when she’s not boneless post orgasm and kissing every single inch of Robin’s skin - to the hem of her pants, “Wanna help you.”
Robin understands the message clearly and pulls away for a second to get out of her pants, leaving only her underwear on before crowding back into Nancy’s space. This time she has one leg thrown over Nancy’s, caging Nancy’s thigh between hers. Nancy grabs at her hips and pushes her thigh up, feeling Robin’s wetness against her leg. They both moan.
Nancy guides Robin’s movements, helps her grind against her leg, providing her with enough friction it has Robin’s mouth dropping open in a silent moan. Nancy surges forward, one hand reaching up to Robin’s neck and pulling her down into a kiss, which is more Robin panting into her mouth and Nancy swallowing every breath.
Robin is moving on her own now, Nancy’s hand stays on her ass just for the sake of touching. Nancy sucks on her neck and collarbones, not hard enough to leave marks, and moves down her chest, dragging her teeth lightly over her left nipple while her fingers play with the other one.
“Nance,” Robin moans, hands flying to grab at Nancy’s hair as her hips pick up speed. Nancy doesn’t stop, continues playing with her breasts and loves the reaction she’s getting out of Robin. The hand still Robin’s ass tightens, Nancy digs her nails into the flesh, wishes she could be biting down on it instead. Robin reacts beautifully, back arching as she throws her head back. Nancy sucks particularly hard on one nipple and that’s all it takes. Robin shakes on top of her, “Nance,” she whines and pulls on Nancy’s hair, riding the aftershocks of her orgasm.
Her weight drops onto Nancy when she’s done, breathing heavily as she holds onto her. Robin kisses her then, deep but softer than their previous kisses, no longer urgent to enjoy the moment before if slips away from them.
“You’re a dream, Robin Buckley,” Nancy grins into the kiss and loops her arms around Robin, hugging her close.
“You are, Nancy Wheeler,” Robin counters, kissing Nancy’s cheek before she adjusts their positions so they’re no longer on top of each other but laying on the couch, Robin's chest pressed against Nancy’s back.
Robin rests her chin on the curve of Nancy’s neck, inhaling her in. Nancy plays with Robin’s fingers where their hands join on her stomach. She can’t believe she gets to have this. She can’t believe they just had sex in Robin's uncle’s basement, of all places. She makes a mental note to find a better place next time, so they don’t have to sneak around like teenagers.
“So… I think we ought to go on a date sometime soon, huh? Maybe tomorrow?” Robin suggests, smiling into Nancy’s neck. Nancy smiles at the suggestion.
“The boys get in after lunch, right?” Robin nods, “What do you say to breakfast and book shopping?” Nancy suggests and looks over her shoulder, meeting Robin’s eyes.
“It’s a date.”
They hug quietly for a few seconds, just enjoying each other’s warmth. But then Robin has to speak.
“Tomorrow you’re gonna be in a room where every single person has slept with you.”
Nancy slaps her on the arm and they both burst into laughter.