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A half canon fic of Sonya and Coley sleeping together at the friends party instead of getting walked in on.
Sonya and Coley stumbled into the host of the party's bedroom.
Sonya was almost too far gone to even walk straight. She took shots after shots to try and engulf herself in the burning sensation of the liquor going down her throat instead of the burning feeling of Coley. Coley was like hot coals under Sonya's feet, one wrong step and she'd be burned alive. Sonya wasn’t sure if the burning was good or bad. She was going to get burned one way or another. Either get burned by the unwavering gaze of classmates and peers at school in fall watching her every move, criticizing who she loved. Or, get burned by Coley, the one thing she needs at this point in her life. It felt like she’d been falling from the pressure of dance, her moms stern talks and friendships, Coley was the parachute. Coley made her feel like she was coming back down to stable ground.
Coley on the other hand had little to drink since she had recently arrived at the party. Once seeing Sonya with Trenton she sobered up pretty quickly, whiplashing her into reality. Reminding her that in this universe, Sonya doesn't actually like her. She probably does this with all her friends. She's not special. She shouldn’t have let herself get too attached to Sonya because she doesn’t deserve her love or her hate. She’s why everyone in her life has left. Why her dad left, why her mom died. Its all her fault. Sonya seemed like the light at the end of the tunnel.
After arguing in the party bathroom and Sonya saying somethings she definitely shouldn’t have, they ended up here. In a random bedroom with the door locked and music playing. It was inevitable.
They immediately drifted towards each other, holding each other in their arms. Sonya had an unlabeled plastic water bottle in her right hand which Coley obviously assumed was booze. Sonya reached her other hand away from Coley to be able to unscrew the plastic lid and toss it on the ground, not caring about the carpeted floor under them,
She brought the bottle up to her own lips, tipping it back to chug a few sips staring into the Coley's eyes, her eye contact unwavering. Making Coley feel small under her gaze even though she was the same height as Sonya.
Coley broke off the eye contact to watch as Sonya's throat bobbed as she swallowed the liquid. She pictured it sliding down her throat. Sonya stopped when there was a few sips left of the drink.
“Do you want some?” Sonya asked Coley who simply eagerly nodded her head in agreement, “Open your mouth”
Coley thought that Sonya was going to pour the drink into her mouth for her, but instead Sonya brought the bottle back up to her own lips taking a swig. But this time, Coley didn’t watch her throat bob, instead she felt a hand grab the back of her head, holding onto her hair and tilting her head back slightly. Sonya reached onto her tippy toes and aligned her mouth with Coleys before spitting the drink into the other girl's mouth.
After emptying her mouth Sonya started to giggle after slightly sobering and realizing how weird what she just did was.
“Why do you always feel so good?” Sonya asked Coley, she didn’t expect to receive an answer. Her answer was in the form of Coley leaning in quickly for a kiss, their noses smushing against each other. Sonya grabbed her face in between her hands to hold Coley's face back from kissing her. Sonya giggled at the look on Coley's face and slightly shook her head at her giving her a smirk.
Sonya pushed Coley onto the bed behind them by putting her hands onto her hips and sliding them down to her upper thigh once they fell onto the bed. Sonya sat her right knee on the bed resting her forehead against Coley’s who helped her swing her other leg on the opposite side of Coley to straddle her.
Sonya finally leaned in and let Coley kiss her. She gave into her temptations of the whole night .Because now, Sonya was on top. She was in charge now, she had control, the only thing she can control in her own life.
Their tongues danced against each other's in an unspoken rhythm. Coley scratched Sonya's back through her low cute tank top. Sonya placed one of her hands on the back of Coley’s head, scratching and pulling, her favorite place to hold Coley. It also happened to be Coley's favorite place to be held.
As the kiss grew becoming more heated Sonya started moving her hips back and forth on Coley's thigh. Coley dragged her hands down from her back onto her hips to help her move. Sonya let up little whimpers that Coleys dissolved into her mouth.
Sonya continued to grind her hips against Coley, increasing in speed chasing her orgasm. Coley started kissing down Sonya's neck in quick, hot open mouthed kisses. Without Coley's mouth to absorb Sonya's whimpers she was becoming increasingly louder. Neither of them worried about someone from the party walking in.
Sonya let out heavy breathes as she felt herself getting closer to the edge, she clawed her hands on Coley’s shoulders. Coley kissed her way back up to Sonya’s face.
“I’m gonna-” Sonya was cut off by a moan.
“Its okay, I’ve got you” Coley said wrapping one of her arms around Sonya.
Those words alone were enough to send Sonya over the edge.
She moaned out and let out heavy breathes since this being her first good orgasm maybe ever.
Sonya let her head fall onto Coleys shoulder rolling into the crook of her neck. Coley kept one arm wrapped around Sonya and dragged ger other hand up to grab the back of Sonya's head and massage it with her finger tips.
Sonya thought about how Coley knew how to do this so well, or how she knew Sonya so well. How did she know that she likes her hair to be played with after or what to say to her to send or over the edge?