Hang Ups
Duck let the incident go, because there ended up being a credible threat and he got pulled into a different world and he fought a giant not-bear thing and discovered a talking goat-man. He let it go that Pigeon shot the door to the camper after definitely drinking, despite the alarms that shot off in his head.
And he let it go, especially after he let Pigeon in on half the secret, to extort her help with H2Whoa That Was Fun! and all that jazz.
And then he forgot about it entirely.
And then he returned from the Telescope, Leo barely conscious and Dr. Sarah Drake going through the stages of shock and an alien warrior woman who'd been giving him training and told him they were all Chosen Ones in tow of a smashed up delivery truck and pulled into the devastation of Kepler.
He could barely see through the giant dust cloud rising to the sky and trying to settle back, floating, hanging in the air like a fog, but his revitalized condition because of Minerva's presence helped his sight. He drove carefully and listened to alarms all around them- cars, businesses, homes- all shrieking, the measly volunteer fire brigade joining the few professionals the city has to run between the buildings, checking for people and fires and problems they can handle.
Some people are crying, hands over their heads and knelt to the ground under the news stand, or the awning of the bait shop, and Duck slows his car on the street of the hospital so they can get Leo inside. Duck wants to stop and ask the people what happened, but first he has to take care of his people.
He carries Leo inside, and there are not enough people to contain whatever disaster has fallen.
Nurses and doctors are running ragged as the waiting room is filled with scared people with a barrage of injuries that don't make sense. How could things have gotten so bad in Kepler? Dr. Sarah Drake comes in beside him and says she'll make sure his friend is seen to. Minerva had told her Duck had other responsibilities. Other types of chosen people he has befriended and needed to check in with.
Duck puts a hand on her shoulder and nods his thanks, running back out to the truck. Minerva helps him navigate as they finally turn a corner and head to amnesty lodge.
The air has cleared slightly as the moon shines, the clouds having cleared from its path. And looking up to the distant Mount Kepler, Duck nearly swerves into a tree.
The top of the mountain is missing, jagged and ugly and *gone.* He wonders what sort of earth-shattering abomination did that. What sort of power they didn't realize the enemy had, how it could have happened?
Duck drives with purpose to the lodge but is thrown off track by stragglers running from the woods surrounding. He sees a few hornet jackets caught on branches and guns dropped on the ground as he approaches.
His path is eventually blocked by debris and can no longer take the road. He exits the truck and runs, Minerva beside him, a hand unfurling Beacon. He hears sound coming from deeper in the woods and he switches toward it, running full tilt through the worst of the hazy air, jumping over a cluster of rocks to soft earth like it's nothing. He is at full power as adrenaline and his chosen one abilities fill him.
He's at the archway, and he sees chaos and absolute calm at the same time. There are clear signs of a fight, the faint smell of gun smoke, a woman crouched over a body on the ground, scuff marks on the ground surrounding and an ugly sound coming out from the distance.
He races up to the woman, to the body, and yells a question to them. Mama looks up and he sees perhaps the oldest eyes he's ever seen, shining with tears and dirt and regret and a shake of her head tells him what he wanted to know, but nothing he needed to about it.
He looks down at the body and squeezes his eyes shut against how wrong it was to see Ned Chicane so utterly still. He was never still, always moving, distracting, posturing. It looked wrong to see a lifeless, glassy gaze come from those eyes, from the wrinkles usually pulled into smile lines, from the unnatural stillness of his body. To see a dark pool around his coat, and to know what it meant.
Duck felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up to see Minerva nod her head solemnly. Mama didn't look surprised to see her, but then again, she didnt look fully there at the moment.
Duck came back to himself to ask over Aubrey. Mama shook her head again, lips tight, shoulders hunched and shrugged. She motioned at the Lodge. Duck knelt by Ned and felt for his pulse, just in case. Cold, from laying on the ground, dusty from the air, and lifeless.
He stood and ran to the lodge, shouting Aubrey's name, no longer concerned with stealth. He saw her sitting on the front steps, face in hands, a nasty gash in her leg and a hundred different cuts and bruises visibly forming on her.
Duck called again and she looked up, open-mouthed in grief, looking lost in a way Duck wasn't sure he could have imagined her looking. Not the confident Lady Flame. Not the wonderful and magical friend he'd made. Not Aubrey.
She stood shakily, bleeding profusely from the leg and ignoring it, and stepped into Duck's arms for a hug. For a life raft, to save her from overwhelming waves of emotion. Duck held onto her just as tight, having seen bits and pieces of devastation but not having a full picture.
Minerva asks what happened here, and Aubrey shudders and pushes her face tighter into Duck's shoulder. A new voice comes around the corner and answers, and Duck lifts his head and blinks rapidly to bring her into focus.
Moira. The ghost sylph. She floats toward them, head bowed. She had watched from much closer than Barclay and Mama warned them to. But she had to know, to be able to signal her friends if worst came to worst. And it had.
The pandemonium at the gate, the sylphs in the lodge who lopped off the top of Mount Kepler, believing it to be a planet-saving action, not one of destruction as it proved. A shot ringing off and killing Ned. Moira hadn't seen who, had already flown away to watch elsewhere.
Barclay, at the hot springs just now, cooling Dani off and bringing her back to herself.
Duck rubs Aubrey's back as she fights a new wave of tears. He lets her go and takes a half-step back, evaluating everything he's learned so far. His mind is shorting out between thoughts, though, like a faulty breaker. Trying to connect the dots and find a new plan of action is dying mid-stream as the information washes over him again. Ned is dead. The mountain has fallen. The city is in chaos. The sylphs are not safe. No one is safe.
When the sheriff turns back up at the lodge on his way to the gate, Duck asks what's happening. Sheriff Owens says he has to move the body, and as he says it Detective Megan walks by with two members of the hospital and stretcher equipment. They can't drive to the clearing, but they can get close and move him. Then the investigation to the lodge will start, Duck infers. As they disappear into the woods Duck turns on the spot and announces that the residents of Amnesty Lodge need to leave immediately.
Many bags are packed and ready before he says it. Moira's warning and the general atmosphere of that hunt more than enough to make the residents cautious. Barclay returns with a subdued Dani, dripping wet and refusing to meet anyone's eyes. They load the dented delivery truck and Barclay's truck loaned from Mama and pack everyone and everything away. They see Mama walking back towards them, reaching a hand out to Dani, to another lodge member Duck can't recall the name of. They both accept.
And then they move. Temporarily all out to the forest behind Duck's apartment. Later they'll all move in. But for now it is a pinch solution as state trooper sirens are starting to sound off, and FBI vehicles are spotted.
The aftermath of that night is a blur of days and ordeals. Mama is taken into custody and never returned. Leo comes back with Drake in tow, fully healed but with the knowledge she can't get to her job with the road blocks in place. There's a million and one things he says and does in those days immediately after, so for the life of him, he cant remember who told him.
He doesn't remember who told him the live account of what happened to Ned. Was it Mama, at the gate? Was it Barclay during the trips back and forth for residents of the Lodge? Was it Owens or Juno or a bystander at the gate that night? Who knows?
All he can think is, though, that he should never have let Pigeon off the hook. She shouldn't have kept her license, or her guns, edgy like that. He wonders if she was drinking the night it happened. If she showed up ready to fight and already a little drunk so she wouldn't lose her nerve.
Twitchy fingers. A scare, a startle. A roar inhuman or an image she couldn't understand. It wouldn't take a lot. Pigeon already knew the town was bad-weird.
Duck sits in a moment to himself, thinking about Ned. Knowing it was his fault.
He's faced a lot of what-ifs in his life. What if he actually gave a fuck in school? What if he hadn't turned Minerva down so insistently, so ignorantly?
What if he had done his dam job and reported Pigeon when the first shot went off?
Duck had let it go, then. But now? He knew he'd never have a sound sleep at night, knowing he was complicit in the death of his dear friend.
Maybe Ned wouldn't have seen it like that. But Ned wasn't there. Duck couldn't let that go.
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Mixtapes are Romantic
We all know it, everyone who recognises a trope knows it. @margarittet and I just wanted to catalogue a few obvious ones in one place to put this to rest.
So what is a trope?
It’s an agreed-upon narrative, an archetypal, recognisable reading of a story or situation, a kind of narrative stereotype. Tvtropes says “tropes are devices and conventions that a writer can reasonably rely on as being present in the audience members' minds and expectations”.
So essentially a trope is a way for a writer to tell the audience something, something important that they want to get across without saying blatantly out loud... yet. They have pay off but in the mean time it’s a means to convey the authors INTENT and for the audience to be prepared when the pay off happens without being surprised.
Examples of tropes in Supernatural:
- The cough of death. If you just cough once on screen, you’re gonna die (or at the very least it’s showing there’s a BIG health issue at hand) eg. Karen. It’s not like coughing irl. This is a long running laughed about trope in hospital dramas, you come in with an unknown cancerous tumour that should definitely kill you, you are cured and live! BUT the guy in the bed next to you who thought he was just there for a check up coughs once and he’s the one who dies.
- Love nostalgia songs. Dean singing along to “can’t fight this feeling” as a romantic link to Jo with lyrics “what started out as friendship has grown stronger”. Dean later singing along to “all outta love” as a romantic link to Cas after his death where he now feels huge guilt with lyrics “I’m so lost without you, I know you were right believing for so long, what am I without you, it cant be too late to say that I was so wrong”.
- Redemption = Death. As soon as “bad guy” Crowley saved Cas in 12x12 and seemed on a path to bettering himself/redemption. DEAD. It’s a standard semi-villain trope, eg. Darth Vader.
- Sadness Tropes. Depression, lack of sense of belonging etc. When Cas in early season 11 had a meltdown the flashbacks are a PTSD trope. It’s thus clear his depression is going to have a key role in the story. It led directly to saying yes to Lucifer after this was exposed further by Ambriel, but the earlier meltdown is the set up trope.
- Longing looks and held gazes. Need I say more.
- The male gaze. The 8x07 gaze trope as Cas exits the bathroom and Dean has a full body and face reaction.
- Star crossed lovers. Lovers who are told they cannot be together. Usually due to fate, duty, family, cultural norms, or, for example sacred oaths... something will always be in the way, until it isn’t or they die.
These are standard tropes of storytelling, they pay off. The trope is there to show us the author’s intent to do so. So mixtapes, what do they tell us?
Let’s set the scene with what I believe is the most succinct quote below:
“Maybe I need some kind of a gesture. You know, something that says we’re moving forward without having to talk about it...” “A mixtape?”
1. High Fidelity - of course is the place to start, Rob making Laura a mixtape to show how he feels (romantic love of course).
“the making of a good compilation tape is a very subtle art. Many do’s and don’ts. First of all, you’re using someone else’s poetry to express how you feel. This is a delicate thing.”
2. Bring it On - This is my favourite, cos hey, I grew up with this movie :) So Cliff gives Torrance a mixtape to show he’s crushing on her and I shit you not the lyrics repeated over and over again are “you’re what I need!”:
“Cliff makes Torrance a mixtape that even by 2000 standards would have been outdated technology, to say nothing of the fact that all these characters would have been listening to their music in MP3 form in just a few months. Still, in movies and in real life, mixtapes have special properties, and this one gives Torrance the drive to push through the final leg of the story. It’s a lot more romantic than, say, giving someone a thumbdrive” - People Magazine
“Even by 2000 standards”. Yep 17 YEARS later it’s even better, especially when the recipient doesn't even have a tape player in their car so it’s literally JUST a trope for the trope’s sake. They could have given Cas any excuse to talk to Dean, he could have asked for his phone to be charged, his car to be fixed to get Dean out of his room, whatever, it could have been a borrowed tape that was clearly Dean’s and not a gift. Anyway he didn’t even need an excuse, he could have just gone to talk to him as buddies/brothers would after the heated exchange earlier, they’ve talked in his room before, there was no plot narrative NEED for the gift of a romantic trope mixtape (of crotch rock music that is already associated with love interests, Jo saying that’s how men think they get into her panties and John/Mary) ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
3. Friends - 8x11 The one with Ross’s step forward.
Ross says: “Maybe I need some kind of a gesture. You know, something that says we're moving forward without having to talk about it.”
Rachel & Phoebe tell Ross to give her a mixtape ;)
4. Friends - Monica & Chandler and Chandler & Janice. A mixtape is seen as a romantic gesture twice in one episode. It’s undeniably romantic.
5. Family Guy - 4x08. Stewie comically makes a mixtape for his crush (the babysitter) because it’s such a recognisable trope.
6. Guardians of the Galaxy - I keep seeing this used as an anti argument and it’s kinda hilarious as there’s one instance of it as a platonic parent-child gift but everything else around it is 100% romantic and it’s use is overtly romantic for the protagonist. It’s a platonic sandwich (starlord-mom) between two bits of romantic bread (mom-dad and Starlord-Gamorrah). It represents the love of his mom for his dad, her gift is a legacy of that love that she then gifts to her child. Starlord then in GotG 2 uses it to woo Gamorrah, thus reinstating the original romantic meaning of the mixtape and it’s music in the movie.
7. No Strings Attached - As Adam’s feelings becomes more obviously romantic, he’s jealous of others and wants to take it to the next level, he gifts her a mixCD because it’s 2011 and a mixtape would be so outdated and too obvious a cliché for even this tacky romcom.... uhhhh ;)
Emma: “Adam, did you make me a period mix?”
Friend: “That’s so romantic!”
*Tink stares into the camera*
8. Cuban Fury - Bruce makes Julia a mixtape to show her how he feels (hint, it’s romatic, shocker I know!), he is kind and respectful of her. This is directly compared with Drew who also is vying for her attentions but does so in a sleazy and patronising way. The mixtape represents his romantic feelings and the time, thought and effort that went into making it, showcasing him as a caring person who cares for her in particular.
So yeah, mixtapes are romantic. They’re consistently romantic and used as a “moving this relationship to the next level, trying to tell you how I feel without saying it out loud” trope.
It’s so weird that they’d use a romance trope here though right? There’s been no reason to read the two of them as written as a love story for 9 years. It’s so out of the blue! No-one has noticed this before now! I’M SHOCKED AT THIS UNFORSEEN TURN OF EVENTS.
If only there were other indications that this was just a part of the consistent theme between Dean and Cas, that it felt like the author intent in season 12 was to show us “you know, something that says we’re moving forward without having to talk about it”...oh wait ;)
I feel like this is enough, there’s no need to flog a dead horse after all. It’s a romance trope. Some lovely people did send me more though so they’re below the cut :)
- https://youtu.be/b-Uztuhzedc - mixtape puppet musical, I didn’t know I needed this til I saw it :p
- Nick & Norah’s infinite playlist
- Not another teen movie
- The perks of being a wallflower
- Juno
- Without a Paddle
- The secret life of Walter Mitty
- Boogie Nights
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Seeing You Again || Cake
TAGGING: Kendall Jenner, Cara Delevingne @ikennyxo
LOCATION: London, England. Cara Delevingne’s flat.
TIMEFRAME: March 28th, 2017
NOTES: Kendall comes back to London and after a week of not seeing her, things could possibly get either very awkward or very hot. Everyone knows which way things went.
TRIGGER WARNING : smut
Cara: Cara looked down at her phone, her friend telling her to open the door, and the model couldn't even hold herself back. She sprinted off the chair she was sitting on and ran to open the door, swinging it open and looking at Kendall "I think this is my second favorite time I've seen you at my door" She said, grabbing the brunette by the waist and bringing her in for a hug.
Kendall: Kendall grinned as she saw the door opening, not even giving Cara enough time to prepare as she jumped on her hugging her as tight as she could manage. "I missed youuuuuu!" She shouted not wanting to let go of her for a while. "Second favorite?" She raised a brow wondering what the first place was. Seeing her best friend felt like coming home after everything that happened lately so she just wanted to hug her until they had to go.
Cara: Cara smiled, pulling away and looking behind her and quickly moving to get her suitcase into her house before closing her door behind the brunette, and wrapping her arms around her waist "Well, the first one was when we stumbled in here completely hammered and I had the best night of my life" She said, her hand gently going over her cheek to rub her cheekbone with her thumb "Can I?" She asked, rubbing her nose with Kenny's.
Kendall: Kendall smiled as Cara closed the door and the memories od the mentioned night flashed before her eyes. "That was an amazing night, I have to agree" She smirked as she wrapped her arm around Cara's neck, her head leaning into Cara's hand. At her question, Kenny just winked as she leaned in with a smile on her face, pressing her lips against Cara's softly. She thought things might be weird with them after their sex but was so happy to be proven wrong. "Do we have time to just be lazy and make out?" She asked.
Cara: Cara closed her eyes and let herself fall into the kiss, tightening her wrap around her waist. "Yeah, we always have time to make out" She said, leaning in slowly to kiss her neck sweetly
Kendall: "Do we have a couch we could move this to too?" Kendall teased as she felt Cara's lips on her neck letting her hands roam around the Brit's body. "You're fucking hot"
Cara: Cara bit quickly against Kendall's neck, pushing her body against the wall for a second before pulling away and nodding, reaching down to hold her hand and bring her to the long L-shaped couch on the living room. Gently, she pushed her to land on her back over the cushions, quickly straddling the brunette, going back for her lips "I've missed you so much" She said between kisses
Kendall: "Fuck" She groaned but still let Cara take her to the couch, giggling softly as she felt the soft material under her back. Her arms wrapped around Cara's body as soon as she was on top of her, kissing her back each time. "Just how much did you really miss me?" She asked, her hand in the blonde's hair as she pulled her down for another kiss. "I don't remember giving you the permission to bite me, Delevingne."
Cara: Cara moaned against her best friend's lips, her free arm going around her waist to bring her closer and pushing their bodies together "I've been dreaming about you every day" She said, going to her neck once more when she heard that she didn't have permission to bite her. She ran her tongue up the length of her neck, taking one spot below her jawline, and sucking on it strong enough to leave a mark.
Kendall: "Fuck" She groaned once again feeling Cara's mouth on her neck despite Kendall warning her not to. "I thought I said no." Kenny growled grabbing Cara's hair and pulled it up trapping her lips into a crushing kiss while her leg wrapped around the Brit's waist. It's not that she minded it, she just wanted some control. "I might have to sleep naked tonight but not let you touch me to punish you" She smirked against Cara's lips.
Cara: Cara groaned when she felt her hair tugged backwards, her eyes rolling over backwards and leaning in to find Kendall's lips, kissing her roughly. "Fuck, I've missed you" She whispered once she took some air. "You can't do that, you know you can't" She said, leaning down to kiss her and taking her lower lip between her teeth, tugging at it gently.
Kendall: "Oh, really? I can't?" Kendall smirked letting her hand go lower on Cara's back until it reached her ass squeezing it with a raised brow. "Watch me." Kenny said seriously, she'd go through with it if Cara dared her no matter how hard it would be to resist the blonde. "When do we have to leave for the party? I still need to shower and change into something party worthy. And before you ask, no. You can't join me in the shower"
Cara: Cara moaned quietly when she grabbed on her ass "You bitch..- Oh, come on, why cant I!" She said with a laugh. "In about an hour or two, Sam's new place ins't too far away"
Kendall: "Because I know you'll try to get your hands to my private parts and I'm still a proud virgin." She tried to remain serious although a smile was dancing on her lips. "Are there gonna be a lot of people?"
Cara: The model arched her eyebrows up "A week ago the neighbours were complaining about how loud you were screaming my name, proud virgin" She said with a laugh, wrapping her arms around Kendall's waist and kissing her cheek quickly "Not sure if lots... Zoe's friends and Sam's mates"
Kendall: Kendall looked at her, faking a surprise. "I did what? Nah, must've been some other chick in your apartment. My momma taught to wait until marriage.... Like my sisters" She nodded seriously smiling into the kiss on the cheek she received. "Good, I'm not in the mood for handliing a lot of people." She kissed Cara's forehead. "I saw your godchildren yesterday." She stuck her tongue out at her.
Cara: "Mhm, one of the many random chicks that came in and out of my bed for the past few days. Can't remember any names" She said, now going to kiss her neck sweetly, trying her hardest not to fall into the usual temptation of biting her. "I know you aren't, and I'm sorry I was an arse about that the other day" She said with a sigh "Really? How were they? I've been meaning to go by, but I've been a busy prick"
Kendall: Kendall just smiled at Cara's reply, although it did hurt her in a way. It's not that she wasn't aware of her friend's looks and how easy she could get people to sleep with her, it's just that getting the confirmation she wasn't ready for. "It's okay, I was just in a really bad place that day" She pouted. "They're soooo cute, I was almost able to steal Maddy but Harry caught me." She sighed. "He said they're gonna stay in LA for a while." Kenny smiled leaning in to kiss Cara's neck.
Cara: Cara realized how her reply must've sat on Kendall's stomach, but it was just the way she was. It'd be to her surprise that Cara had actually spent her week working on Valerian and waiting for her to come back. "Yeah, and I wasn't helping. You're my best friend, I should've at least been not an idiot about it" Her smile widened when she heard about the kids. "That's brilliant... I'm gonna be missing them for long then. I've already gotten a call from Luc, Valerian stuff is happening soon"
Kendall: "It's okay, you were probably busy with someone and I was whining, of course you didn't need a stupid crying friend to ruin the mood." Kendall shrugged slowly pushing Cara off her sitting on the couch. "It is? That's amazing, I'm so proud of you," Kendall smiled getting up. "I'm just gonna go grab a glass of water." She walked out of the room and into the kitchen to get herself something to drink as she was thirsty. Not because she felt jealous, not one bit.
Cara: Cara stretched her arms out to keep them around Kendall as she sat up, but the brunette managed to move away from her and it confused her. "Kenny?" She asked, watching her walk away. Even if she had just stated how proud she was of her, but she wasn't buying it. The blonde stood up and followed her to the kitchen "Is this how it's gonna be now? I make a joke about sex and you get weirded out?"
Kendall: "What?" She replied as she swallowed a mouthful of water. "I was thirsty so I came to drink something. You're completely free to do whatever you want with whoever you want, babe." Kendall shrugged taking another sip of the water. "Do you have something to eat? I'm starving."
Cara: Cara nodded, turning around and opening the fridge "There's pizza, of course" She slammed that door in, walking over to the pantry now "Pasta, cookies, popcorn, that healthy crap Poppy brought over... What d'you want"
Kendall: "there will be food at the party, right?" Kendall asked as she went for the bag of popcorn to put them into microwave setting the minutes before she leaned back onto the kitchen counter as she waited for them to be done. "How are your sisters? How are people after what happened the other day?"
Cara: Cara looked at Kendall, biting on her lip out of sheer anger. She hated how cold she was being, more after how long they'd been away from each other "The girls are fine, luckily they were all outside of town. Atti and Juno are perfect, but yeah, it's definitely something that put a flashing red light over us, but you know Brits. If it doesn't kill the Queen or spoil the tea, we're fine"
Kendall: Kenny smiled thinking about the people Cara mentioned. As the timer went off, she picked up a big bowl and put the popcorn in there, throwing the paper bag into the trash bin before taking the bowl in one hand and grabbed Cara's hand with her other one pulling her along to the couch again. She laid back on it taking a mouthful of popcorn. "You want some?" She asked her friend moving so she could make space for her to squeeze in next to her.
Cara: When Kendall came in to take her hand, she was a little confused, but she still followed. Looking at her once she fell into the couch, she fell right next to her and looked down at her lap "I... I missed you" She said, looking up now into her eyes
Kendall: "You already said that, silly." The brunette chuckled hitting Cara's face with a popcorn, chuckling slightly. "How long are you stying in London? Are you busy righ now?" She asked curiously.
Cara: Okay, this was really fucking her up right now. "I... What? I'm not sure. Probably until the end of this week. How long are you gonna be here for?" She asked, the tone of confusion prominent.
Kendall: "I'm not sure, for few days only I guess. I have some work back home and.... I don't know. I guess I'll go see if anyone from my friends is up for a vacation." Kendall shrugged as she didn't make any firm plans so far. "Where are you going next?"
Cara: Cara nodded, shrugging and looking sideways at her friend "Alright... Cool. You said you wanted to shower" She said, biting on her lip "I mean, if you want to, go ahead, gorgeous"
Kendall: "Is something wrong?" Kendall asked furrowing her eyebrows as she looked at her friend. "I mean, if you don't want me to stay, I can't just go to a hotel" She sighed getting up from the couch to gather her stuff.
Cara: Cara saw Kendall shoot up and instantly went to grab her hand, taking her by the wrist "No. No I... I've been waiting for you to come here the whole week, I haven't slept with anybody because I've been thinking about you and then you get here, I make one stupid sex joke and you're off being cold" She said, sighing "You confuse me sometimes"
Kendall: Kendall stopped moving as Cara grabbed her hand, not wanting to discuss this any further, not wanting to get all sad before the party. "Why wouldn't you sleep with someone else? I don't have any rights to tell you differently." She shrugged. "Just... I'll get over it, okay? I don't wanna lose you as my best friend so just give me time to... adjust." She smiled weakly. "Who knows, maybe tonight you'll bring someone back home."
Cara: Cara stood up herself now, taking a step closer to Kendall. She ran her fingers through her hair frustrated "Because I didn't want to. I know I had every right to sleep around like I always did, but now I look at my bed and I see you... And I kinda like that, a lot" She said with a huff of air "Don't get over it. I'm always gonna be your best friend but right now I'm your best friend who really wants to grab at your arse and kiss you until you can't see straight"
Kendall: The brunette wasn't sure why she was acting like this nor what has gotten into her that she'd act this way toward her best friend. Maybe it was her insecurities or maybe just the lack of confidence. At Cara's words, she just pushed the blonde to the couch straddling her hips as she leaned in kissing her hard. This was much better. She put her hand under Cara's shirt, tracing along her skin until she reached her bra, squeezing her boob through it.
Cara: Surprised wasn't even the first emotion she felt once Kendall pushed her back on the couch, her hands going straight for the model's ass when she straddled her hips, their lips smashing together instantly. "Are you alright, Ken?" She asked between kisses, a short moan escaping her when she felt the pressure on her breast
Kendall: "Shut up" Kendall kissed her again before she attacked Cara's neck, biting it and sucking so hard she left a blooming mark there that will only get darker after a while. "I can't fucking think straight since that night, I keep getting these flashbacks and.. fuck" She groaned rolling her hips against Cara's. "You're so fucking hot,"
Cara: Cara rolled her neck backwards and let it fall down on the backrest as Kendall went for her neck, her hands slipping in under her pants and massaging her ass "God, Ken- Fuck" She cursed out with a moan when she felt her hips pushed down against her own "You're killing me here, Kendall"
Kendall: "I don't know what's happening to me when you're around, I just wanna fuck you all the time" Kendall groaned as they kissed some more. "We should stop before we get too worked up" She said but still not moving away from her friend.
Cara: Cara let out a breath loudly, groaning when the model told her that they should stop "Fuck that, you can't... Shit" She said, reaching out with her hands to grab on Kendall's boobs over her shirt, moaning quietly, leaning down to kiss them over the fabric.
Kendall: "I can't what?" Kendall breathed out trying to catch her breath. "That's not fair..." She hissed as she was obviously not wearing a bra under her shirt.
Cara: "You can't turn me on like this and then just expect me to not do anything with you" She said, letting her breasts go but quickly sneaking her hands under Kendall's shirt and grabbing them bare, pressing on her nipples and rolling them between her fingers, groaning "Fuck, I need to take you on this couch right now babe" She moaned, reaching up to kiss her
Kendall: Seeing that Cara was in sweats made it easy for Kendall to just slip her hand into her panties. "Oh, you really are wet" She mused, giggling like a little girl confirming Cara's words. "And who am I to say no to that?" She moved up, her hot breath hitting her friend's ear as she whispered seductively. "Take me however you want, babe. Make me scream again, you know you like it when I scream Cara" She said her name in a moan.
Cara: Cara's breath filled the room, her hands wanting to be everywhere at the same time. She grasped onto Kendall's boob, her finger flicking the one with the ring stuck to it. As soon as she got the ok from the brunette, she wrapped her arms around her ass and stood up, quick to let Kendall fall on her back over it and hovering over her beautiful body "Fuck, fuck fuck" She said when she heard her moan, quickly going to silence her with a kiss while her hands went straight for her jeans, unbuttoning them.
Kendall: Kenny chuckled as she felt Cara moving them, the urge in her movements were so obvious, it was clear she wanted Kendall and as soon as possible. As the blonde unzipped her pants, Kendall lifted her bum to help her friend in taking her pants off, wiggling out of them fast leaving her in only her thong. She opened her legs for Cara, licking her lips as she watched her. "I think I'm already dripping." She moaned trying to get Cara all worked up. God, I wanna scream your name" She smirked looking directly in her eyes.
Cara: Cara looked at Kendall working with her, her throat actually drying out while she saw the brunette. "Take your shirt off" She ordered while her hands went to Kendall's thighs, placing herself between them and pressing gentle kisses over his stomach. "You're so beautiful" She said in a whisper, looking up at her "So fucking gorgeous, come here" She said, reaching up to kiss Kendall sweetly, all the rush in the world seeming to have dissappeared as she felt overwhelmed with love for her best friend.
Kendall: Kendall did as told, feeling weirdly turned on by Cara's bossing around although she loved being in control actually. "You gonna tell me what to do the entire time?" She bit on her lower lip watching he friend undress her. She moved her hand under Cara's sweats, squeezing her butt as they kissed some more. "Cara, I need you, like right now. I'm so fucking wet." She groaned moving her hand to the front of her friend's body, her middle finger teasing Cara's entrance. "I'm so gonna have you sit on my face one of these days."
Cara: At the thought of having Kendall's face under her waist, the model groaned, and it had nothing to do with how she had her hands so far down her pants "Anytime you want, girl" She said smiling, going back down, a trail of kisses prepped down her body before she reached her panties. She moved them aside with her finger, giving her folds a long lick between them, before attatching her lips to her clitoris and start her work sucking on it.
Kendall: "When- Oh god!!" Kendall moaned out as she felt Cara moving her panties and then a wet tongue at her entrance, licking her the way she needed her to. She grabbed her friend's hair just to have something to hold onto as she moved her hips under her. "Fuck, fuck, fuck" She moaned out, Cara finding her sweet spot ever so easily. "Don't be gentle" She pleaded, she needed the pain to add up to her pleasure. "Bite me, mark me."
Cara: Cara grunted when she felt Kendall's rough fingers on her scalp, letting her hips do the work while she just moved her tongue for a little. Hearing how she wanted her to take her, the Brit smirked "My pleasure, Jenner" She said with a moan, pulling away from her and reaching up with her hands to grab both of hers. As much as she loved her hands in her hair, this would be more fun. Taking her shirt, she used it to wrap it around the model's hands, tying them together "Keep those above your head, be a good girl for me, will you?" She asked, slowly slidng in two fingers at once into Kendall, curling them a little. "What do you want, baby girl?"
Kendall: The brunette wasn't really sure what's going on before she heard her friend speaking up and her hands being tied. "Yes, I'll be a nice little girl. I'm gonna do whatever you want me to do.." She smirked watching Cara sliding her fingers inside her, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. "I want whatever you give me, Miss Delevingne. I want you to take me however you want, to do whatever you want to me, whatever you wanted to do since we met. So just take me, take me" She moaned out desperately needing more of her friend. "You can fuck me with whatever, I trust you."
Cara: Cara looked at Kendall and groaned. She was so willing to give her all she wanted, and the Brit was feeling the exact same way. She wanted Kendall to moan her name out, desperately, but she wanted those moans to be of the most utter happiness and satisfaction. "Fuck baby, you're so tight" She said, opening her fingers a little before closing them and keeping them moivng. Her tongue now free went straight for her clit, and her other hand to her breast.
Kendall: Hearing all the little moans coming from Cara had the brunette grinning like crazy, proud that she was the one cuasing them. "Well, it's been a while since you fucked me so good, I need you to do that again." Kendall's back arched as she felt Cara's fingers opening her and her tongue on her clit and her hand on her breast. Her friend was everywhere, giving her as much pleasure as she could. "Oh, fuck, Cara." She moaned out a bit louder.
Cara: The model smirked at the sounds she was getting out of her friend, burrying her face deeper between her thighs while her forearm kept working to keep her fingers moving in and out of her, adding a different movement or orientation to give her all kinds of feelings. "God, I could hear you moan my name all day long" She said when she took a breath, looking at her friend. Removing her hand from her boob, the model switched her tongue out for a finger, rubbing the small bundle of nerves.
Kendall: "Fuck, fuck, fuuuuck" Kendall moaned louder the more Cara worked on her, her fingers rubbing her clot was making her see starts behind closed eyes. "Cara, Cara please" She begged not really sure for what but she needed something, anything the blonde was willing to give her. "I'm so fucking close" She moaned once more, trying to close her legs but Cara being there in between was preventing her to.
Cara: She saw Kendall struggle to keep her eyes opened, and as much as she wanted to make her explode all over her couch, the Brit smirked and slowly removed one of her fingers from her, letting her pace drop down to a more gentle stroke and the hand moved away fom her clit. She reached up, moving a bit of hair from her face "You look gorgeous" She said, kissing her cheek and moving slowly towards her neck.
Kendall: "Cara, fuck, nooo" Kendall shouted as she almost reached her orgasm but Cara stopped right before it happened. Her breathing was becoming so fast, she couldn't believe Cara would just stop like that. "Fuck, why did you do that?" She pouted with a sigh.
Cara: Cara looked at Kendall's pout, fluttering her eyelashes and smiling down at her "I really wanna make this the best one you've ever had, baby girl" She whispered into her ear, biting at her ear lobe and then working again on her neck. While her middle finger worked inside of her, the blonde's thumb started rubbing at her clit "D'you like that, baby?"
Kendall: Kenny bit on her lower lip, Cara was too good at this for her own good. As she started fucking Kendall again with her finger, the brunette arched her back, it felt so good and she didn't know how to work with her friend to put off her orgasm. "You're too much... God..." she rolled her eyes in pleasure. "Just, don't stop please."
Cara: Cara smiled and nodded at her request, even if she couldn't see it herself. The model slowly made her way back between Kendall's legs and all in one, she slammed another finger inside of her and attached her lips to her clit once more, flicking it with the tip of her tongue as quick as she could.
Kendall: Kendall squeezed her eyes shut once Cara went down on her harder, moaning out her name every few seconds. "I'm gonna -" She couldn't even end the sentence as she screamed out her name in purest pleasure, an overwhelming orgasm washing over her as she reached it, coming straight onto Cara's tongue as there was no way of warning her much.
Cara: Cara smiled as she saw Kendall contract and hit her high, proud of herself that she could do that to her, just like the first time. She licked her up clean, pressing sweet kisses over her thighs and moving her fingers slower until she stilled them, taking them out. "Said it back then, say it now, you really do look gorgeous" She said, putting her fingers in her mouth one by one and sucking them clean before reaching out to untie Kendall's hands.
Kendall: "You're a menace." Kendall chuckled wrapping her arms around Cara as her hands got free, kissing her passionately tasiting herself on her tongue. "You're the sexy one here." She smiled still in the daze after a mindblowing orgasm. "I don't wanna let go of you" She pouted knowing they'll have to start getting ready for the party soon.
Cara: Cara smiled and wrapped her arms around Kendall "Don't.. Don't go away again" She said, biting on her lower lip and letting her forehead fall over her shoulder.
Kendall: "I'm here, I'm not going anywhere, babe" Kendall stroke her hair gently placing a soft kiss on her temple. "You know I'll always be here for you, I'm not going away." She smiled.
Cara: Cara smiled and nodded "I know... I was scared shitless that you were gonna find this whole thing weird and get weirded out and make it... You know... Weird"
Kendall: Kendall chuckled shaking her head at her best friend. "Hey, I love you. And this... we're fucking great in sex so... I was just afraid it could make things awkward but I promise it doesn't. We're better than ever, I promise." She smiled brightly at Cara.
Cara: She let out a breath and nodded, running a hand through her hair and pecking her lips quickly. "I love you too, Kenny" She said with a whisper, sighing at the thought that ocurred in her mind right then "We need to get ready for the thing"
Kendall: "are we okay?" Kendall cupped her cheek with her hand, carressing her cheek. She thought she had seen something weird in her face but she didn't want to overreact. "Wanna share the shower with me as we go?"
Cara: "Yeah, everything's fine, baby" She said, leaning into her touch. She wiggled her eyebrows at the proposition, nodding quickly "Why is that even a question?" She said, reaching down to squeeze her butt before kissing her again
Kendall: "Keep your hands to yourself, naughty." Kenny chuckled as they both got off the couch and started walking toward Cara's bathroom, the brunette wrapping her arm around her best friend's shoulders.
Cara: "Darling, you're really asking me to keep my hands to myself while you're walking naked through my house to my kitchen? While you were dating those idiots sure, but now that I've got you for myself, you can't ask me that" She said, her arm closely wrapped around her wasit, stealing a quick kiss from her cheek.
Kendall: Kendall chuckled shaking her head. "You're gonna make us come late, Cara. I don't wake up this beautiful, need to work on it." Kenny chuckled as they walked into the bathroom, knowing they'd need to hurry up so they can go and have a nice evening with their friends
Cara: "Already did that, better late than nere though, right?" She joked right along with her friend, walking into her room and dropping her clothes right next to the bed, wiggling out of her panties and her bra "There is another bathroom, I could go take a shower by myself" She told Kendall. As much as she wanted it, and she really did, she also didn't wanna make her friend uncomfortable after they had started today in a kinda rocky place.
Kendall: "Heeeey" Kendall smiled softly taking Cara's hand in hers and led her to the shower. "I was kidding, of course you can shower with me." She said turning the water on. "I don't want things to get weird so let's just not, okay? I'm sorry I got weird, it's just the thought of you sleeping with someone else that set me off but we're okay." Kendall hugged her tightly.
Cara: Cara nodded and followed Kendall along, wrapping her arms around the brunette's waist, kissing her neck sweetly "I haven't... I... I don't wanna" She shrugged shortly, letting her chin rest over her shoulder.
Kendall: "I don't want you to either" Kendall whispered pinning her against the shower wall. "I don't know what's going on or why I'm feeling like this.. I just want you like this... for myself.." She bit on her lower lip. She had screwed it up, she knew it. She revealed too much but there was no way of taking it back anymore.
Cara: Cara felt the cold tiles against her back and looked at Kendall, biting on her lower lip. "Yeah, I'm not gonna deny the fact that if it were up to me, you wouldn't be touched by anybody else" She said, her hands over her hip bones. "You're mine"
Kendall: Kendall just leaned in kissing her passionately, her hands roaming around Cara's naked body, massaging her breast as she reached it. "I don't want anyone else's hands on me either. I want you" She said looking into her eyes deeply. "Only you, babe." She kissed her again. "I'm all yours."
Cara: Cara let her head lean against the wall while the two kissed, her arms bringing her closer, her knees failing a little when she grabbed her breasts "Mhm... I'm... Mhm, I'm yours" She said, licking her lips and kissing her back strongly, the hot water filling the bathroom with steam. Her hands went back to her ass, pushing her hips forward to meet hers.
Kendall: "Fuck, why are so hot" Kendall groaned quickly turning Cara around, her ass against Kendall's front as the brunette's hand went lower until it reached Cara's groin and soon her middle finger was between her folds making small circles. "This pussy of yours is my favorite flavour lately." She whispered in her ear.
Cara: Her forearms went to the cold wall now, and her forehead rested against it too. The British model moaned, biting on her lower lip "Kenny... " She said between pants, whimpering and rolling her hips against her finger "Fuck... Me... NOw"
Kendall: Kendall just smirked at her words, biting into Cara's shoulder as her fingers started working faster, soon adding another, moving them inside Cara's entrance, curling them and thrusting them in and out of her merciless. "You're mine" She nibbled on her earlobe.
Cara: Cara screamed out when she felt Kendall biting on her shoulder, grunting as she bit on her lip and leaned forward to give Kendall a more comfortable angle to have her fingers in "I'm... All yours. Fuck yeah, yours"
Kendall: Kendall's free hand was playing with Cara's breast as her fingers worked faster, rubbing her clit harder. She couldn't bring herself to be gentle with Cara, not when lust was eating her alive. "You're so warm, babe. So warm and so fucking hot."
Cara: Shifting her balance, she leaned backwards a little bit, keeping herself now close to Kendall. Turning her head sideways, she found the model's lips, kissing them quickly once or twice before moaning out "Fuck yes, baby, yeah. I'm so close... Fuck God yes"
Kendall: HEaring that the blonde was close, Kendall worked her fingers faster, curling them more inside as she scissored her fingers in desperately chasing Cara's orgasm wanting to give her as much pleasure as she did her a little while back. "come for me, babe."
Cara: The moment she felt Kendall moving her fingers inside of her, the Brit crumbled down, feeling her knees weaken and her body give out, leaning forward. She coated Kenny's fingers while panting and riding out her orgasm "F- Fuh... Fuck" She said with a moan "How did you even get so good"
Kendall: "A girl has to know how to take care of herself" Kendall shrugged as she pulled her fingers out, licking them one by one to get the taste of Cara, moaning at how good it was to her. "Plus, it's hard not to be good with you." She winked turning Cara once again so she was facing her. "We have a talk pending but for now, we need to shower and get dressed if we ever wanna make it to the party." She chuckled.
Cara: Cara tried to steady her breath and smiled at her, pushing the wet hair out of her face and leaning in to kiss her softly, wrapping her arms and bringing her in for a hug "Whenever you want to, we'll talk" She said with a smile, pecking her lips once more before picking the bottle of shampoo and turning Kendall around, pouring some in her hand and washing her hair. She didn’t need the talk, but if Kendall wanted it, she’d have it.
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