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tromanaTitle: Revenge Is Sweeter (Than You Ever Were)
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Rating: M
Characters: Cassie/Michelle, Cassie/Sid
Summary: Cassie was more than happy to be a dirty little experiment
Disclaimer: I do not own Skins and even if I did, I’d give it tomiss_peg
Notes: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
writeskins . Prompt: ’I tell my love to wreck it all,’ from cobalt_siren
Revenge Is Sweeter (Than You Ever Were)
The other girl whimpered as teeth and nails clawed against her bare flesh. She had never done this before and she was scared. So fucking scared.
Cassie had though; she knew exactly what she was doing.
Chris had called it ‘the power of the pussy’. She liked that. It was a phrase she had since picked up and used on occasion. But just because she now appreciated the virtues of the female form, it didn’t mean she didn’t like the cock any more. Cassie liked to experiment, to alternate between the two.
If you existed on just a diet of chips, you would soon grow bored of them, however much you originally liked them.
But that was beside the point. It wasn’t her main focus right here, right now.
She had more important things to worry about.
Her deft fingers moved slowly downwards and Michelle mumbled incoherently in response. Cassie had to bite on her lower lip to stop herself from laughing. By now, the girl should have broadened her horizons a little more. Should have learned that sex could be so much more than a quick fuck with your boyfriend.
Or one of your best mate’s boyfriend, for that matter.
Still. It was better that her sexual inquisitiveness kicked in late than never. And Cassie was more than happy to be a dirty little experiment. After all, she had had many dirty little experiments of her own, of late.
She wasn’t entirely sure how this had happened, how she had managed to orchestrate this, but she was glad she had done so. A whole realm of possibilities had drawn themselves in front of her, each more tempting than the former.
So many people had hurt her, had forgotten that she actually had feelings, that she could feel pain. It was about time that she started getting her own petty revenge.
If only to make herself feel better. If only to make it seem like she, too, had a modicum of power which she could use and abuse.
Michelle should relax, Cassie knew that, but she couldn’t be bothered to tell her just that. Couldn’t be bothered to say a single word. Besides, it was so nice, so exciting to see her so off balance. Everybody thought that she was the unhinged one, but really, was she anymore so than anyone else?
She sucked, licked and bit, working Michelle into a frenzied state. Just as she hoped, just as she planned. All it had taken to pin Michelle against the bathroom door and fuck her senseless was the odd word, the odd lightness of touch. The girl was still bruised and battered. Sid’s rejection once he knew he’d been wrong had hit her hard and Tony’s desire to take things slow had left her sexually frustrated.
Cassie, naturally, was more than happy to help. She was nice like that. Or, that was what everybody seemed to think anyway. It was a role that she knew how to use to her best advantage. Lure them in, give them a false sense of security and then…
Almost as quickly as it all started, Michelle let out a cry as she finally fell over the precipice. Sweat beaded across her face and chest and eventually, she smiled weakly. Clearly, she hadn’t expected that another woman could make her feel like that.
“Thanks, Cass.”
Fingers, still damp with Michelle’s come, came into contact with the brunette’s face. The slap was hard, determined and would probably bruise. Cassie had always been far stronger than she looked.
After a couple of seconds, Michelle lifted her hand to touch the mark. She remained silent, completely stunned at the change of events.
“Oh, wow,” Cassie stated lightly. “Is that all you have to say for yourself?”
Without a second glance, she picked up her bag and left. She had done all that she needed to do here.
Next on her agenda was to find one Sidney Jenkins.
end
Author:
tromana Rating: M
Characters: Cassie/Michelle, Cassie/Sid
Summary: Cassie was more than happy to be a dirty little experiment
Disclaimer: I do not own Skins and even if I did, I’d give it to
miss_peg Notes: Written for
writeskins . Prompt: ’I tell my love to wreck it all,’ from cobalt_siren Revenge Is Sweeter (Than You Ever Were)
The other girl whimpered as teeth and nails clawed against her bare flesh. She had never done this before and she was scared. So fucking scared.
Cassie had though; she knew exactly what she was doing.
Chris had called it ‘the power of the pussy’. She liked that. It was a phrase she had since picked up and used on occasion. But just because she now appreciated the virtues of the female form, it didn’t mean she didn’t like the cock any more. Cassie liked to experiment, to alternate between the two.
If you existed on just a diet of chips, you would soon grow bored of them, however much you originally liked them.
But that was beside the point. It wasn’t her main focus right here, right now.
She had more important things to worry about.
Her deft fingers moved slowly downwards and Michelle mumbled incoherently in response. Cassie had to bite on her lower lip to stop herself from laughing. By now, the girl should have broadened her horizons a little more. Should have learned that sex could be so much more than a quick fuck with your boyfriend.
Or one of your best mate’s boyfriend, for that matter.
Still. It was better that her sexual inquisitiveness kicked in late than never. And Cassie was more than happy to be a dirty little experiment. After all, she had had many dirty little experiments of her own, of late.
She wasn’t entirely sure how this had happened, how she had managed to orchestrate this, but she was glad she had done so. A whole realm of possibilities had drawn themselves in front of her, each more tempting than the former.
So many people had hurt her, had forgotten that she actually had feelings, that she could feel pain. It was about time that she started getting her own petty revenge.
If only to make herself feel better. If only to make it seem like she, too, had a modicum of power which she could use and abuse.
Michelle should relax, Cassie knew that, but she couldn’t be bothered to tell her just that. Couldn’t be bothered to say a single word. Besides, it was so nice, so exciting to see her so off balance. Everybody thought that she was the unhinged one, but really, was she anymore so than anyone else?
She sucked, licked and bit, working Michelle into a frenzied state. Just as she hoped, just as she planned. All it had taken to pin Michelle against the bathroom door and fuck her senseless was the odd word, the odd lightness of touch. The girl was still bruised and battered. Sid’s rejection once he knew he’d been wrong had hit her hard and Tony’s desire to take things slow had left her sexually frustrated.
Cassie, naturally, was more than happy to help. She was nice like that. Or, that was what everybody seemed to think anyway. It was a role that she knew how to use to her best advantage. Lure them in, give them a false sense of security and then…
Almost as quickly as it all started, Michelle let out a cry as she finally fell over the precipice. Sweat beaded across her face and chest and eventually, she smiled weakly. Clearly, she hadn’t expected that another woman could make her feel like that.
“Thanks, Cass.”
Fingers, still damp with Michelle’s come, came into contact with the brunette’s face. The slap was hard, determined and would probably bruise. Cassie had always been far stronger than she looked.
After a couple of seconds, Michelle lifted her hand to touch the mark. She remained silent, completely stunned at the change of events.
“Oh, wow,” Cassie stated lightly. “Is that all you have to say for yourself?”
Without a second glance, she picked up her bag and left. She had done all that she needed to do here.
Next on her agenda was to find one Sidney Jenkins.
end
