Chloe made her way to the theatre where Rachel was rehearsing. Earlier that day she had received a text from her asking if Chloe could come pick her up. So here she was, parking her trusty old pickup truck and heading in the small reception area of the theatre. That’s when she saw a guy openly flirting with Rachel. He was leaning in close to her, hand on her shoulder, before the blonde darted him a warning look and causing the man to retract his hand.

Rewind back a few years ago and she would have barged in guns blazing, jealousy getting the best of her but that was in the past. She had grown out of that phase and tended to be calmer, well, most of the times. It seemed like today wouldn’t be one of those days.

She knew Rachel had a way with people and getting turned down could lead to heartache. Most of them backed off when she said no but not this dude. Mind you, Rachel wasn’t a damsel in distress. Far from it, she had experience handling situations like these better than any of them. However, Chloe was having a particularly bad day today; her patience was running on critically low levels and the last thing she wanted was to see someone hitting on her girlfriend.

The first thing that had ticked her off was the guy’s overconfident posture and the way he was leering Rachel like a piece of meat on display. Secondly, her bad day began at work when a freaking annoying client at the garage thought they knew how to fix the car better than her.

“Why don’t you remove the screwdriver out of your ass then and fix it yourself!” She had barked out. Mike, her boss, had to come rushing in to put out the fire. He tended to be lenient with her, but this time Mike had scolded her, not without an explanation though. Said he understood how what she had been through as a teen could have played a major role in the way she reacted to things, since he had to deal with similar shit growing up, but eventually she would have to think before acting. Chloe wouldn’t admit it, but she liked Mike despite getting on her nerves. Especially when he was right.

Rachel’s laugh reverberated across the room, bringing Chloe back to the present.

“You know, you’d be much cuter if you weren’t so persistent.”

“Ah but you think I’m cute!”

“I see you also have selective hearing. But like I said, no thanks. I have someone coming to pick me up-Oh speak of the devil!” Rachel’s face lit up when she saw Chloe approach them.

“Hey babe, thanks for coming!” She said before planting a quick peck on Chloe’s lips.

“Anytime.”

“Oh so you weren’t lying when you said you had a girlfriend!”

“Why would I lie about that?” Rachel turned to face him, now starting to get annoyed.

“Well, someone as gorgeous as you, dating a girl. Can’t be serious right? So how about that drink?”

“Excuse you asshole?” Chloe intervened by stepping forward, ready for a fight. Already feeling her anger rise.

Rachel gently put her hand on her girlfriend’s shoulder stopping her midway.

“Look sweetie, I know it can sometimes be difficult to understand complicated words such as “No” but how about this.” She took out a card with a bar’s name on it from her purse. “Go there and get a drink for you and your hand tonight. You can think about me.” She said while pushing the card in his hand and winking. Chloe snorted out a laugh as she wrapped her arm around the blonde’s waist while they both walked away leaving behind a red, fuming and gaping guy in their wake.

Once in the car, Chloe turned to face Rachel.

“You’re amazing, you know that?”

“So I’ve been told.”

“And also very modest.”

Rachel just shrugged off the jab. “You’re welcome for helping you not get arrested. Although, I must admit. You’re hella hot when you get angry and I wouldn’t mind seeing you in cuffs.” She cast a fiery look towards Chloe.

“Well how about we go home then and you can show me exactly how much you like it?” The punk answered with a smirk on her face and stepped on the gas pedal without waiting for an answer.

Max was already deep in thought and working hard, editing pictures with which she would enter the competition, when her girlfriends arrived home.

“Hey.” She said without looking up from her laptop which she had placed on a small table by the living room window.

“Hey back.” Rachel greeted as she came and wrapped her arms around the brunette and planted a soft kiss on her cheek. “How’s it going?”

“Like I want to crawl under a rock and die. I may or may not have stayed up all night playing Final Fantasy VII and talking to Warren, after you two went to bed.” She said sheepishly.

“Wow, and I thought Rachel was the dramatic one here.” Chloe popped in the conversation. “And really? You’re still playing that?”

“Hey! Final Fantasy VII is one of the greatest games of all time. Don’t you dare bad mouth it in front of me!” The brunette pointed an accusatory finger at Chloe.

Meanwhile, Rachel shot Chloe a deadly glare and flipped her off as a response to her witty remark to which the punk just mouthed “Soon”.

“Okay what’s going on here? I can literally feel you two vibrating in anticipation.” Max asked after witnessing that cryptic exchange.

“Oh nothing, Chloe just wants me to tie her up and fuck her.” It was Chloe’s turn to blush at how casually Rachel spurted that out. Even after all this time, the blonde could still make her blush like a teen.

“Bullshit. That’s not what I said!”

“So you don’t want me to fuck you?” Rachel quirked an eyebrow.

“N-no, I meant-“ Chloe stammered feeling flustered. She had walked right into that one, hadn’t she?

Meanwhile Max tried to look away, sporting her own pair of pink cheeks.

“Want to join?” Rachel ignored the punk to turn her attention back to Max.

Max sighed in resignation. This was not fair. Or maybe it was seeing how if she hadn’t procrastinated last night, her evening would have concluded with her staring at a ceiling and panting instead of a laptop screen and yawning.

“As tempting as the offer is, I really can’t. I have to finish this today and it’s already going to be an all-nighter.” Max groaned in frustration and her own stupidity.

“As you wish. You know where to find us if you change your mind.” Rachel placed one last kiss on Max’s cheek and went to take Chloe by the hand, leading them to her room.

“At least pretend to try and be quiet.”

“Can’t promise anything!” Rachel answered with a cheeky smile.

“What she said.” Chloe interjected.

All the photographer could do was frown at them as she grabbed her headphone and plugged them in while her two girlfriends were off to have some fun. Life was cruel indeed.

Rachel’s room was specious, with a big window facing the east and a queen-sized bed opposite of it. One wall gave to a mirrored wardrobe that had been pricey but was one of the few splurges she had allowed herself.

Rachel switched on her bed lights and set the luminosity on low while motioning for Chloe to go undress entirely and sit on the bed. The blue haired woman did as she was told a little too eager which caused her to stumble and almost fall face first on the floor as she was trying to remove her jeans.

Rachel who had witness the whole scene, snickered at her girlfriend’s antics.

During the time Chloe was fighting with her jeans, Rachel had gone and grabbed a pair of black and dark red leather cuffs, conjoined together by a silver chain.

“You’re not allowed to touch me until I say so.” She said in a pointed tone while bringing Chloe’s hands together and placing the cuffs around her wrists, tightening them securely.

“Not too tight?” Rachel asked, breaking out of character for a bit to make sure the other was comfortable. When Chloe shook her head, the blonde pushed the punk’s shoulder with a bit of force causing her to fall on the bed and climbing over her so she could rest her entire weight on Chloe before leaning in to kiss her.

Rachel dragged her lips against Chloe’s, tongue swiping over them and demanding access which the punk was happy to grant. The model groaned into the kiss, savouring the taste of Chloe mixed with the faintest hint of the cigarette she had smoked, and which still lingered. The kiss was broken only because the need for air became too overpowering.

This provided the perfect opportunity for the blonde to start placing open-mouthed kisses down the punk’s neck and drag her lips all the way across the expense of her collar bones and back up to nibble on a pulse point which she knew was a sensitive spot for Chloe. Right on cue, the punk gasped and squirmed under the blonde’s playful touches.

Rachel decided to tease her girlfriend a bit more and so brushed her lips against soft skin, going down until she reached her breasts. She took her time here, passing her tongue over a sensitive bud before suckling on it, playing with the piercing in her mouth and lightly tugging on it, loving the small noises that escaped Chloe’s mouth with each pull. With her free hand, she played with the other breast, fondling and running her nails over the pierced nipple.

Chloe was breathing fast, hands tugging at the cuffs in frustration as the blonde toyed with her. There was something about laying naked in bed while Rachel was still fully clothed and playing with her as if Chloe’s sole purpose was to be used to satisfy the blonde’s needs, that turned Chloe on so much it made her clit throb. She was also positive that she had left a damp patch on Rachel’s pants from where her leg rested on Chloe’s sex from how wet she was.

In general, the punk hated that mentality; of people using people and she knew that Rachel never viewed her as an object but sometimes, especially during their play time she welcomed it. Wanted to be used if it was going to make Rachel come. And the blonde liked it too, judging by the way she rolled her hips against Chloe as she bit and kissed the punk’s breasts.

Rachel leaned back to inspect her work of freshly marked skin with pink and blue bruises, humming in satisfaction.

“Such a pretty thing.” Her voice was low and smooth like silk. Hazel eyes clouded with want and betraying how aroused she was too.

“Come on Rach!” Chloe protested as she tried to rub her thighs together in an attempt to apply some sort of pressure between her legs but in vain.

“Patience was never really your thing. But you’ll learn.” Rachel said as she took one of the piercings between her fingers and pulled a bit harder, revelling in Chloe’s cry as if it were the sweetest song she’d ever heard.

“Besides, who said you’d be getting what you wanted first?” Rachel smirked before journeying down, kissing over taut stomach until she was inches away from Chloe’s sex. She looked at her girlfriend one last time, eyes gleaming with mischief before lowering herself to blow cool air and kitten lick the outer folds but never nearing the clit.

By now, Chloe was reduced to a whimpering mess, hips moving on their own accord in search for more contact.

“You’re sadistic.” She said between short breaths.

“And you love it.” Rachel retorted, relishing in the power the control over the punk gave her.

“I never said I didn’t.”

“Good, because I’m just getting started.” With that, Rachel got up and went to one of her drawers where she fished out a strap-on with a purple dildo attached to it which she helped adjust it to Chloe before hastily fully undressing herself, revealing a bit of her eagerness, and chucking her clothes to the floor.

Chloe eyed her intensely, taking in every curve of her body she knew so well by now and wanting to run her tongue along it. Her eyes not once leaving Rachel as she shifted upwards on the bed to find a more comfortable position and let Rachel straddle her hips.

Fuck she’s gorgeous Rachel thought to herself when she settled over Chloe. She took in blue scattered hair, pale blue eyes and slightly parted lips. She could have stayed and looked at her for hours but her own need was growing stronger by the minute.

“You’re staring.” Chloe stated as a blush crept on her cheeks.

“I am. But now you’ll be the one looking. And remember. No touching.” She said against Chloe’s lips, nibbling on the bottom one before sitting back up.

And so, she began touching herself, running fingers along glossy folds before adding her middle finger inside and gasping at the sensation, head lolling to the side. After a few thrusts she added her ring finger as well, now properly moving them in and out while using her palm to apply pressure on her clit.

Chloe grunted under her as her eyes greedily took in the sight and sound of her girlfriend fucking herself on her fingers. All she wanted to do was touch but knew she wasn’t allowed even if every fibre in her being was screaming to break the rules. But unless she wanted to be edged all night or worse denied an orgasm, which in her mind would be criminal, she had to obey. And so, she did.

“If you would be so kind to…” Rachel said when she removed her fingers and placed them on her girlfriend’s lips. Chloe grinned and did as told, lapping her tongue around thin fingers. God, she loved the taste of Rachel. Before letting them go though, she smiled mischievously and gave them a hard bite.

“Behave.” Rachel reprimanded her and moved to hold the dildo, lining it with her entrance before sliding down, taking it all in, in one go.

Rachel bit her lip at being stretched so suddenly but God did it feel good. The moment she started gyrating her hips, a moan of pleasure spilled out of her mouth as the silicon dildo pressed in all the right places.

She rode Chloe for a few minutes at a slow pace as she put on a show for her girlfriend and taking pleasure in the knowledge that the punk was struggling to hold back. She could practically feel the pair of blue eyes burning a trail down her body all the way to where they were connected and zeroing in on how the model took in the purple length. That’s when she stopped abruptly and with a wicked smile, cast a blazing gaze at Chloe.

“Move.” She demanded.

Chloe felt a hot pang shoot through her and nestle deep in her belly at the sound of the other. Rachel’s little show had melted her brain like wax under a flame and she immediately started thrusting up, doing all the work while the blonde braced herself on Chloe’s bend knees, arching her back to fully display her body.

Shit the punk murmured, feeling compelled to sink her nails in soft skin but knew she wasn’t allowed to. Her hands pulled at her restraints in frustration, fighting back the urge.

“I was right-ah- you do you look a-amazing in cuffs.” Rachel said in between moans as she ran a hand over her breast and squeezed, making sure to keep eye contact with the pair of pale blues that kept darting at her hand that played with her nipple, knowing full well that the punk was just dying to touch them as well.

“Just wait until I get my hands on you next time.” Chloe replied through gritted teeth.

“I’m counting on it. Now shut up and fuck me properly.” Rachel shot back, casting an imperious look at her partner.

It wasn’t an easy task with both hands bound, but Chloe wasn’t one for giving up. Her thrusts become faster and deeper causing Rachel to cry out in pleasure.

God, the stretch was mind numbing, flesh crawling bliss. No way Max hadn’t heard them.

Rachel could feel she was getting close and so one of her hands automatically flew to her clit, rubbing in short and fast successions while the other wrapped around Chloe’s throat and squeezed.

“Fuck, Chloe. Keep going. Such a good girl for me.” She said in a hoarse voice, eyes trained on the other.

Chloe groaned at the sensation of fingers pressing down on her, making it hard to breath. She had never admitted to liking it aloud but some time ago when Rachel had experimentally tried it out, Chloe had come instantly. Now her abs and legs were burning, she had trouble breathing but refused to stop.

Rachel’s mouth dropped open into a silent cry at a particularly hard thrust which made her vision blur and only motivated her to move her hand faster over her clit. She was so wet it was challenging to find purchase but that only incentivized her to try harder.

“Fuckfuckfuck… Chlo-I’m-“

A few more thrusts and Rachel was spasming, bucking her hips as she orgasmed, a trickle of fluid running down her inner thigh and wetting Chloe as she rolled her hips, wanting nothing more but to prolong the sensation that had thrown body and mind in an intoxicating daze.

The blonde collapsed on the punk, both sweaty and heaving for air, as she rested her head on Chloe’s shoulder until they both could breathe properly before sealing their lips together in a hot and languid kiss.

Eventually Rachel sat up, letting a moan escape her lips as the silicon dick slipped out of her. She helped remove the strap-on off Chloe but decided to leave the cuffs on.

Throughout this entire time, Chloe had been so close to coming. The view alone combined with the sounds of Rachel and her hand around her throat would have been enough to tip her over if she hadn’t been so focused on fucking Rachel like she deserved.

“You were such a good girl for me Chloe. It’s only fair I return the favour.” Rachel said in a raspy voice as she caressed the other down her side.

The model moved further down the bed, hands roaming over Chloe’s lean body until Rachel was spreading her legs and caressing Chloe’s inner thighs, pressing kisses and littering the sensitive skin with small bites, down and down until she was licking wet folds and finally pushing in with her tongue, trying to go in as deep as possible.

“Holy shit!” Chloe cried out in pleasure, eyes losing focus as they rolled at the back of her head. The only thing she could concentrate on was Rachel’s tongue in her and the way it pressed on her walls. The fun though didn’t last long because when the blonde passed her tongue over her clit and sucked hard, Chloe’s hands automatically flew onto blonde strands of hair and tugged as she lost focus for a moment, a deep guttural groan breaking forth from her.

“You were doing so well baby.” Rachel sighed in disappointment, stopping immediately and shaking her head disapprovingly.

“No! Rachel, I’m sorry. Please, don’t stop.” Chloe pleaded, sounding as desperate as she felt.

“But you broke the rule babe. I can’t let it go unpunished.”

If Chloe wasn’t in the head-space she was in now she would have definitely told her to fuck off but right now all she could do was beg for Rachel to continue. Chloe’s eyes were unfocused and her whole body ached from how tense she was, screaming for release that she had been so close to achieving only to be dragged right back before crossing the finish line.

The punk was still calming her racing heart and didn’t notice Rachel getting up and coming back with something in her hand.

Chloe felt her body being turned over, face in the mattress and ass in the air. It was such an exposed position, but her mind was too high on sex and wanting to come that she couldn’t care less. Before Chloe could ask what was happening, she felt the all too familiar caress of the paddle, warming her skin. Rachel rested the leather on her girlfriend’s skin but made no move to use it, not until the punk started squirming underneath her and little whimpers escaped her chapped lips.

“What is it baby?” Rachel started moving the paddle again in small circles over Chloe’s ass before dropping it lower to press it against her sex and apply pressure on her clit, causing the punk to take in a sharp inhale as she bit down on her lips and grabbed the bed sheets in a white-knuckle grip.

God, this was driving her crazy in all the right ways. Chloe’s entire body was vibrating in anticipation, but her mind was torn in two. She didn’t know what she wanted more. To grind down on the paddle or have it used on her so she could feel its sweet sting that would diffuse into a warm tingling feeling across her skin? Her mind however was quickly made up.

“D-do it. Please-” Chloe barely managed to say as her breath hitched when Rachel dragged the paddle back to rest on her ass, the leather coming back wet.

“Do what Chloe? You will have to speak up baby.” Rachel was getting such a kick out of teasing the punk. Each word coming out like a well-rehearsed line from one of her plays.

Chloe may not have been able to see it, but she knew Rachel was grinning, could practically hear it in her voice. It’s not that Rachel was asking her to say something extremely lewd but the act alone of speaking out what she so desperately wanted, forced her to open up and show her vulnerable side.

“Fuck! J-just spank me!” Chloe blurted out as she felt her cheeks burn, face buried in the sheets.

“Mmm see? Wasn’t so hard.” Rachel spoke in an amusing voice as she landed a moderate hit, followed by a few more.

“Please Rachel. I’m-Ah!” Chloe moaned. Fuck she was a shivering mess. The pain dissipated into a warm sensation that she couldn’t get enough of and each hit went straight to her clit, which throbbed painfully from the lack of attention. By now she was leaking so much, rivulets of her essence were trickling down her thigh and onto the bed.

“Hhmm I don’t know. Have you learnt your lesson?” Rachel inquired as she caressed the red skin with her hand before giving a firm squeeze.

Chloe groaned in response and wiggled in her spot.

“That’s not an answer.”

“Please.” Chloe blinked the haze away, wanting something, anything other than this inaction.

“I know we used to break the rules a lot, but you can’t break mine baby. Never. Mine.” Rachel emphasised the last couple of words with two particularly hard spanks.

All Chloe could do was nod and bite down on her lips to stifle her cries. Her brain no longer capable of forming sentences in the state she was in. Her body screaming for release.

“Do you understand?”

“Mmm”

“I want to hear you Chloe.”

“Y-yes…” Came barely a whisper.

“Good girl.” Rachel said while soothing the warm skin, satisfied with her work. Seeing Chloe in such a state and begging her, had fired up Rachel’s engines once more.

Rachel gently turned Chloe on her back again, spreading her legs apart and trailing kisses down Chloe’s body until she was tasting her once more while adding two fingers in her and spreading them as Rachel’s tongue lapped around her clit, providing a constant stimulation.

“Fuck. Fuuuck.” Chloe grunted, shedding a few tears of relief from finally getting some much-needed attention. Breath coming out fast as she felt her orgasm approach like a speeding train.

“Can I come? Please. Rach, I need-mmm”

“Yes, you can baby girl.” Rachel smiled, curling her fingers in a come-hither motion and alternating between licking and sucking on the clit for extra measure. At the same time, she moved her free hand between her own legs and started touching herself with deft circular movements that caused her to moan against Chloe’s clit.

That was all it took for Chloe to come with a mantra of Rachel’s name, unconsciously pushing her hips against Rachel’s mouth who continued her treatment until the punk was writhing from overstimulation.

“R-rach…I-it’s too much. I’m-Fuck.” Rachel felt Chloe tremble under her touches but didn’t stop sucking on her clit, only removing her fingers to better brace herself against the bed as she increased the pace her hand was working between her legs. As long as Chloe didn’t use the one word that would end this entire scene completely, Rachel wasn’t going to stop.

Chloe felt like her nerves were stretched thin and that she could sense the slightest graze of blonde hair on her skin. She felt raw and every breath burned her lungs but at the same time she didn’t want it to ever stop.

Rachel was practically purring. Her ego sufficiently stroked at the knowledge that her partner was close again in such a short window of time. Her jaw ached and she knew she was also seconds away from coming by the way her hips bucked in her hand.

“I-I can’t…babe…I- OH FUCK!” Whatever Chloe was about to say was cut off when a second orgasm shot out of nowhere and rattled her entire body before completely giving out as the punk heaved for air.

Watching and hearing Chloe was all it took for Rachel to surrender as well and just let go.

“Good girl.” Rachel praised her when she finally finished lapping her tongue around Chloe’s entrance after regaining her own breath.

Both women lay side by side, their chests rising and falling steadily and fully blissed-out. Rachel was the first to break the silence.

“Let me get these off you.” The model said before kissing her girlfriend on the forehead and sat up to remove the cuffs. She then took the blanket from the corner of the bed and wrapped it around Chloe who thanked her in a drowsy voice. They lay there for a few long minutes until the blonde was sure that Chloe had regained sense of her surroundings.

“I’ll go get you some water.” Rachel offered as she made to get up.

“That’d be nice.” The punk hummed while stretching, feeling sticky, parched and pleasantly sore.

Rachel put on an oversized tee and walked out to the shared living room and open kitchen to grab a bottle from the fridge.

Max was still sitting there working, eyes roaming over Rachel’s body as she passed by, her face burning red. Those damned headphones had done nothing to mask the sounds despite blasting music from them. Note to self: Buy noise cancelling headphone she thought to herself.

Rachel noticed her glowering in her direction.

“Sorry?” She said with a bashful smile, shoulders rising in an attempt to appear innocent.

“No you’re not.” Max answered with an impassive face, hiding as best she could how horny she felt from having heard her girlfriends.

“No, I’m not.” Rachel replied, poking out her tongue before heading back in.

Max followed her movement until Rachel disappeared in the room, adjusting herself on the seat, willing her mind to concentrate on the work in front and not at the heat pooling between her legs.

I’m so not fucked.

“Here you go.” Rachel offered the water to Chloe who gladly accepted it. “Are you okay?”

Chloe was spent and could barely move but she wasn’t about to complain.

“Hella.” She mumbled “I should wear the cuffs more often if it gets you this riled up.”

“You rile me up.”

“I’m amazing like that.” The punk quipped.

“You are and also a little brat who can’t follow one simple rule.”

“Hey, they’re meant to be broken.” Chloe grinned feeling some of her old self returning.

Rachel rolled her eyes and kissed her anyways before lying down besides the blue haired woman, resting her arm across her stomach.

“I love you.” She whispered, lips brushing against the punk’s temple. A surge of happiness washing over her as the words tumbled out with such ease, because she meant them. Because Chloe was the first person she ever truly fell in love with and was still head over hills for, despite their ups and downs.

“I love you too.” Chloe smiled, enjoying the warm body next to her as she felt her eyelids heavy and slowly drifting off into a deep sleep.