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Prim felt like she made a mistake the moment she stepped into the crowded club.
Bambi, her ex-girlfriend, decided to celebrate her birthday in a club with a few close friends, and when Prim received her invitation - a single text that read ‘hope you come see me tomorrow;) 10PM @ Onyx’ - she knew she was in trouble.
After breaking up a few months before, both women decided to stay friends, but Prim tried to keep her distance. Her feelings for Bambi never went away; after all, what they felt for each other was not the reason they decided to call it quits.
Actually, they felt so much for each other that it was overwhelming at times, often turning into jealousy fits and harsh words, followed by stupid fights and hurt egos. Trying to salvage the love they still felt for one another, both women decided to end things, hoping the breakup would give them some clarity and time to figure things out and, maybe, they'd learn to process their feelings in a healthier way.
Unfortunately, staying away from Bambi proved to be a hard task. They shared many of the same friends, and their social circles often overlapped. She would see her ex-girlfriend around her studio, and while she tried to avoid her most times and let her be with her model friends, it was impossible. She was drawn to her like a magnet, and their exchanges, even if brief, always ended up a mix of flirting and teasing, the atmosphere charged with electricity as Prim tried to resist Bambi's subtle touches and daring words. However, as difficult as it was, she managed to not cave in to the way her body reacted whenever she was in close proximity with her ex. Not yet, at least.
Prim made her way through the sea of bodies, spotting some people she knew drinking at the bar. Two of them were Gorya and Shasha, both up-and-coming names in the fashion industry. Prim had worked with both of them a few times and liked them well enough to feel comfortable in their presence. Well, mostly with Gorya, as she caught Bambi and Shasha acting a bit more than friendly, talking a little too close to each other on more than one occasion, and she couldn't help but feel… well, jealous.
She hated how much she noticed how Bambi seemed to have so much fun with Shasha, the way she touched her needlessly while talking, the flirty glint in her eyes. But Bambi was a single woman, and she had every right to move on - Fuck, Prim herself let her go! She couldn't ask for anything from the younger woman. And yet… her chest burned at the thought of her with someone else.
After greeting Gorya with a quick hug and Shasha with an awkward nod and wave, Prim ordered a drink at the bar and watched the crowd, wondering where the birthday girl was. Her plan was to wish Bambi a happy birthday, stay a bit, and then dip - the atmosphere at the club was electric, and the thought of being so close to Bambi in here was dangerous. She would rather be safe than sorry and leave before she does anything she might regret later.
That is why she doesn't know even how she ended up at Bambi's apartment, hands squeezing her waist and kissing the back of her neck as her ex fumbles with the keys and tries to open the door.
Well, she did know, although it all seems like a blur in her dazed state of mind now. She remembers finally seeing Bambi, wishing her a happy birthday, and enjoying her company, and even dancing around her. She was having fun sharing some drinks and indulging in some light conversation with the birthday girl and some other friends she had met for a while.
That was before the younger woman decided to suddenly pull Shasha to the dance floor (daring to ask Prim to hold her drink before that!), and make a scene for all to see. She watched with tight lips as Bambi pressed her back against the model's front, grinding on her as Shasha's hands moved across her soft curves. And the worst part of it? Bambi was looking directly at her, smirking as if her sole goal was to get a rise out of her.
When Prim saw Shasha's right hand move dangerously close to Bambi's breast, she snapped. This was too much - no one should be able to touch Bambi like that; no one but her. She knew it wasn't right, it was toxic - we are not together anymore - her mind tried to remind her, but she couldn't help it. In a few long steps, she grabbed Bambi's wrist and pulled her along without much resistance, moving through dozens of dancing bodies with clear intent.
With her back turned, she didn't get to see Bambi's satisfied smile as she was dragged away.
–
Now, here they were.
They barely made it inside. As soon as the door closed, Prim pinned Bambi to the wall, holding both her wrists above her head. Her body was flushed against hers, and the contact set them both on fire.
“You’re always teasing me”, Prim said as she leaned her face closer, gently grazing her lips against Bambi’s. “It drives me crazy”, her lips made her way to her neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses behind, her tongue poking out right before her teeth grazed the skin. Bambi was squirming beneath her touch, whimpering as she tried to set her hands free.
“I know you like it. You always did-”, she said breathlessly. She closed her eyes and moaned when she felt Prim suck her earlobe into her mouth. “Fuck.”
Prim didn’t answer her. Yeah, maybe she did like it. Maybe it was because she enjoyed what came after the teasing –the hunger, the desire to make Bambi hers. They always had their best sex after teasing, after making each other jealous. Yeah, maybe it was a little bit toxic. But it was so good.
So, she let Bambi’s wrists go and placed her hands on her waist, her mouth finally clashing against hers. Both women moaned when their lips met; months of longing and desire being poured into it. Bambi circled her arms around Prim’s neck as she opened her mouth, letting Prim’s tongue explore inside as they kissed until their lips were swollen and air failed their lungs.
“Up”, Prim whispered against Bambi's lips after they reluctantly broke apart for air. Bambi kicked her heels off and wrapped her legs around Prim's waist as Prim held her up by her thighs and made her way to the bedroom, moving easily through the familiar space. Bambi took the opportunity to latch onto her neck, placing wet open-mouth kisses to every inch of skin she had access to, making her ex-girlfriend let out a deep moan.
Suddenly, an idea popped into her head. She smirked. This will be fun.
“Prim, stop.” Prim stopped moving immediately. As much as she desired Bambi, she would never do anything that would go against her boundaries. “Put me down.”
Confused, Prim slowly helped Bambi reach the floor. Once her feet touched the ground, she put some distance between her and her ex-girlfriend and smirked. Prim only watched her, eyebrows furrowed, trying to understand what was going on, why Bambi was smiling at her with a glint of mischief in her eyes.
She watched as Bambi picked up a wooden chair that was strategically resting on the corner of the room and placed it right next to her. “Sit”, she ordered. Prim always loved when Bambi bossed her around. Honestly, she was the only one Prim would ever submit to. She sat on the chair immediately, no questions asked, her eyes never leaving Bambi's.
“You know…” Bambi trailed off while her hands moved to the hem of her tight shirt. Prim's eyes follow her every move, not wanting to miss a single movement. She swallowed and took a deep breath when her ex-girlfriend swiftly removed her top, deliciously exposing her soft, tanned skin, her breasts covered by a black laced bra. God, Prim needed to touch her.
“Since you were so jealous of Sasha tonight… ” Without breaking eye contact, Bambi slowly removed her miniskirt, tossing it aside without a second thought. Prim groaned when she saw the matching lace panties that hugged her bottom. Bambi was irresistible like this.
With excruciating slowness, Bambi approached her and leaned down, placing her hands on top of Prim's slack-covered thighs, rubbing them a few times before stopping. They were breathing the same air now, faces only an inch apart. Prim couldn't look away from Bambi's soft lips when she said, “It’s only fair I put on a show for you too.”
With that, she took a few steps away and grabbed her phone. Prim had no idea what she was doing with the device when a melody started playing. She bit her bottom lip - she was not ready for what was to come. At this point, all she knew was that she was completely aroused.
Know you ride it right, might just die tonight, but you know I'm still coming through baby
Bambi placed the phone on the nearby table and focused all of her attention on Prim. She started moving, swaying her hips side to side with precision to every beat. Her moves were slow and sensuous, yet powerful. Prim was in a daze, hypnotized by her, taking deep breaths to try to control her impulses. She wanted to stand up, grab Bambi and fuck her senseless until she forgot her name, but this was a show after all. A show only for her. And she was going to enjoy it.
“Watch.”
I know its bad for me And you know it tastes so sweet
Prim got more comfortable in the chair, spreading her legs a bit, watching Bambi attentively. Bambi stepped closer, feeling herself to the song, throwing her head back and running her hands over her clothed chest with her eyes closed. The music made the room pulse, but it was nothing compared to the loud thud of Prim's heart. She was consumed by Bambi, by her moves, her body, her lustful expressions. The atmosphere in the room was electric.
Bambi circled her chair, letting her fingers brush against Prim's nape, scratching lightly. When she was right behind her, she bent down to whisper in her ear, “Take off your clothes for me, Babi”. She finished her orders with a teasing kiss right below her ear. Prim couldn't stop her moan. She would do anything Bambi asked her.
So, she wasted no time and stood up, removing her black leather jacket, her shirt, and her pants while Bambi watched her with dark eyes like a predator ready to pounce. She was left with her sports bra and her boxers, and Bambi looked her up and down, nodding approvingly. She walked over to her and palmed her abs, her nails scratching the rippled muscles.
“Very good”, she murmured.
“I'm glad you like it-” Prim's attempt at some lighthearted comment was cut by Bambi's lips on her. She moaned against her mouth, wrapping her arms around her waist while her lover's arms encircled her neck. The sensation of their bodies touching like this, flesh to flesh, was heavenly. Bambi spun them around mid-kiss and, with a light push, made Prim sit on the chair again. “I'm not done”, she said.
Girl you do damage to me You know I love it, yeah I love ya
In a sudden move, Bambi straddled her. She didn't stop moving though, and her body rolls were driving Prim insane. She put her hands on Bambi's thighs, squeezing them while she felt the woman grinding her hips on her. God, she was so wet already, and she knew Bambi was too - there was a very noticeable damp stain on Bambi's underwear - she was just as turned on. She groaned when Bambi started removing her bra, exposing her chest - and the way her breasts bounced had Prim hypnotized. She couldn't wait anymore.
Without missing a beat, she cupped her right breast with her hand, kneading it roughly, pressing and pulling, while her mouth explored the other - kissing, biting, tasting, sucking. “Yeah- right there”, she heard Bambi's voice whisper as she felt her hand on the back of her head, guiding her movements. She let her guide her mouth to her other nipple, and she gave it the same attention. Bambi was breathing heavily against her, whimpering in bliss. The sound was music to Prim's ear.
Angel of the night / Drown between your thighs
Tightening her hold on her hair and pulling, Bambi made her stop for now. Prim released her hardened nipple with a pop and licked her lips, smirking. Her hands dropped to Bambi's ass and she squeezed as Bambi started grinding again. With strong hands, Prim helped Bambi grind on her, guiding her hips. Both women moaned at the friction caused by the rhythmic motion of the dancer as the heat of their bodies started to slick their skin with sweat.
Losing the very small amount of control that remained in her, Prim moved one of her hands and, in one swift motion, ripped Bambi's panties from her body, throwing the small piece of fabric on the floor. Bambi gasped in surprise, but before she could say anything, she felt her lover's fingertips between her legs, gliding over the center of her passion. She closed her eyes as Prim explored her wetness with long fingers, focusing on her clit with delicious precision. She rubbed and pressed, and Bambi couldn't help but moan at the sweet torture, closing her eyes and arching her back. Prim took advantage of the proximity, licking up her throat to her mouth, swallowing and savoring the sounds.
They kissed, long, deep, sensuous, and Bambi whimpered against her mouth as she felt Prim remove her fingers. She immediately opened her eyes and watched with heavy-lidded eyes as Prim brought up two slick fingers, slipping them between her lips, humming as she let her tongue savor the taste she had ingrained in her.
“I missed your taste”, she said after sucking her fingers dry, never breaking eye contact, her brown eyes turning darker.
Fuck, that was one of the hottest things Bambi had seen. Now she was the one tired of teasing. She needed Prim to fuck her senseless, immediately. Grabbing her nape, she brought their faces together once again and captured her lips with hunger, tasting herself on her mouth, feeling Prim's hands claw at her back.
Pulling back slightly, she pleaded, spreading her legs even wider, her voice filled with lust, “Inside– need you inside”.
Prim moaned, moving her hand back to her pussy. With no hesitation, she pushed two fingers inside, the slickness making the move very easy. She moved fast between her legs with hard and precise thrusts as Bambi threw her head back, riding her fingers with abandon. Bambi picked up the pace, rotating her hips in tight circles, her hands holding tight to Prim's shoulders. “This- yeah- Mmhh…”
Girl you know I play my role when I'm inside that
“Fuck. You're so good– so deep Babi. Don't stop- please don't stop”, her lover says between low breathy moans, making her groan in response. She feels her own wetness clinging to her underwear, but all she can focus on is watching Bambi.
Now, this is the real show. The way Bambi placed her hands on her abs for support as she rocks her hips in almost unfathomable lust, swiveling her pelvis and grinding hard. The way her breasts bounce along with every movement as her head is tipped back, eyes closed in concentration. The way she knows just how to move, how to ride her perfectly. She's a fucking goddess.
Prim picked up her pace, using the heel of her hands to rub Bambi's clit, massaging the hardened tip along with her thrust with perfect tempo. The position is a bit uncomfortable for her and she knows she might feel the strain on her wrist tomorrow, but she couldn't care less. Her free arm is wrapped around Bambi's back and she brings her closer, pressing her forehead to hers, both women panting, groaning, moaning against each other's lips.
“Fuck- I love seeing you like this”, Prim says, licking the side of her mouth. “I'm the only one who can see you like this.”
Bambi nods frantically, lost in a haze of passion.
“Yes- yes- only you- fuck- just like that’, she whimpers, feeling Prim curl her fingers inside her just right.
The room was filled with the sounds of raw passion – groans, whimpers, loud moans, lips smacking. It was as erotic as it gets. Prim's hand moved faster, in and out, in and out, slickened by the wetness as Bambi followed the rhythmic motion with her hips.
The waves of pleasure building inside her were making it hard for her to keep her eyes open. Her body was on fire, her skin sweaty and flushed, and she was making a mess all over. She feels her release building inside her like a bomb ready to explode as they move together; grinding, thrusting, giving, taking.
‘God, yes – oh, I'm gonna- fuck, I'm gonna come-’’, Bambi cried out.
Prim knew Bambi was close even before she announced it - she knew her body like no one else. She knew by the way her moans were coming faster and louder against her lips, by the way her eyes got glossy, by the way she furrowed her eyebrows and bit her lower lip.
“Come,” Prim groans. “Please, Babi- Let me see you come.”
Bambi couldn't hold it anymore. The term of endearment coming from Prim sent her over the edge. Throwing her head back, she clamped around the fingers moving inside her, thighs shaking when she finally let go. She moaned loudly, crying out her lover's name over and over again as she came hard. Her orgasm hit like a tsunami, and Prim helped her ride the waves, moving together, slowing down but never stopping. She felt Prim's lips attach to her neck as her fingers exited her and landed on her twitching clit, lightly rubbing with her fingertips - just enough to prolong her release until she was utterly spent.
As their bodies slowed down, Bambi fell forward, nuzzling Prim's neck, breathing hard and showering the skin with light kisses. God, this was bliss. She felt Prim's hands caress the side of her face and she hummed softly. Once she was able to catch her breath, Bambi lifted her head, pressing her forehead against her lover's, looking into her eyes with adoration. She was met with brown eyes that looked at hers with the same intensity and a soft smile. They didn't say anything for a while and stayed like that, soaking in each other's presence, relishing what both missed so much.
“Happy birthday, Babi”, Prim joked with a smile, placing a strand of her lover's hair behind her ear.
Bambi chuckled, turning her head and kissing the palm of Prim's hand that rested on the side of her face. Then, the soft look in her eyes turned mischievous and she smirked.
“Thank you. But…, she trailed off, standing up. Prim was about to protest the lack of contact, but she quickly shut her mouth as she watched Bambi kneel between her legs.
“There's one more gift I'd like to claim.”