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from across the halls, heather GLARED at veronica. she was talking with jesse james. for the 3rd time today. that was FAR too many times for heather to be fine with, hell, even one time was far too much! veronica was giggling that stupid cute giggle at something the, what heather suspected as a 'undercover school shooter', had said to veronica. god if that didnt piss heather off so much...
heather mcnamara stared at the red heather with a puzzled look on her face as duke rambled away about these new shoes she saw at the mall the other day. not that either of the two other heathers were listening. "um.." mac began, trying to get chandlers attention, however her eyes were glued to veronica and her boy toy. "heather..?" mac tried again, a hand carefully placing itself onto chandlers shoulder. being dragged back to reality, chandler looked at mac, "what." she spat. mac recoiled a bit "nothing, you just looked.." she paused, pointing at heathers angry face, "bothered.." duke had stopped rambling by now, clearly ticked off that she was interrupted . chandler scoffed, rolling her eyes "well no shit im bothered, look at veronica! shes been talking with jesse james for the past 15 minutes now!" chandler said, her voice slightly getting louder. mac and duke both looked at eachother, sharing a knowing look. "ahuh.. and thats a problem because?" duke said with full confidence which lasted a whole 2 seconds before chandler immediately yelled at her. "shut UP heather. my point is she should be over here with her friends rather than with the school shooter!" mac sighed "if your so pissed off about her talking with her boyfriend, then go ask her nicely to come over here instead."
chandler froze. she turned to mac. "what did you just say." mac raised a single brow. "um.. ask her to nicely come over here..?" chandler was ENRAGED. "boyfriend?" chandler asked, pure venom in her tone as she glared at mac. mac simply just shrugged "i mean, isnt it obvious? veronica is always throwing her panties at him whenever she gets the chance," duke jumped in, "yeah, have you not noticed heather?" chandler squeezed her knuckles together until they turned white. "how.. very." her tone of voie was everything but very.
the bell rang signaling lunch was over, she watched veronica say her goodbyes and hug jd. hugged him. she hugged him. that was her final straw. she stormed off away from the other heathers and stood infront of veronica. "oh, hi heather!-- agh-" she was cut off as chandler grabbed her wrist tightly and dragged her to the bathroom with her. chandler guided her inside, releasing her wrist bitterly as she closed and locked the bathroom door. oh. oh.. she was mad.
veronica rubbed her wrist and frowned at chandler. "whats wrong?" chandler glared at her. veronica felt herself shrink a bit as she stumbled back against the wall when heather approached her without uttering a word. "why were you talking with him." chandler demanded. veronica thought for a moment, opening and closing her mouth "umm.." heather got dangerously close to veronica, her body nearly rubbing against her own. veronica felt her face flush a bit at the bit of contact "we were just talking..." veronica decided on saying, avoiding eye contact with heather, however heather was not going to let that slide whatsoever. chandler grabbed veronicas chin roughly, forcing her chocolate eyes to stare into her own icy grey.
veronica was nearly red. fully red. she stuttered a bit "uuhm.. heather..? wh-what are you doing.?" chandler looked her up and down, before pressing her body against veronicas. veronica stifled the absurd noise that threatened to leave her mouth, heather began to speak. "i dont want you talking to him." she said, staring straight into veronicas eyes. veronica nodded quickly without fully processing what heather said "wait huh-" just then, heather pressed her lips to veronicas neck, pressing firm open mouthed kisses on the shorter girls skin. veronica let out a small groan at the contact, however the pleasure left as quickly as it came as heather pulled away and began to speak once more. "veronica," the brunette let out a short, needy whine at the strawberry blondes voice, looking into her uncertain eyes. "your mine." heather said roughly as she shoved her knee between veronicas thighs. veronica let out a loud groan, nodding rapidly, "god, yes" veronica immediately responded, beginning to grind on heathers thigh. "say it." heather said, veronica paused her movements, before opening her mouth again. "im.. yours." heather hummed and leaned back to press kisses to veronicas neck. "good girl."
and then completely melted. she resumed her grinding on the slim knee pressed to her core, small whines here and there left her mouth shamelessly and heather kissed her neck, before biting into her pulse point, and licking the mark with her tongue afterwards. "mm.. please.." veronica grunted, heather didnt bother to pleasure the brunette in the way she wanted. she moved down towards her collar bone instead, pressing kisses and soft bites here and there. the brunette tried again, more whiny "heather.. please.." heather grunted, "please what, ronnie?" veronicas hips bucked a bit at that, before continuing her originally pace grinding on heathers thigh. "heather.. please.. fuck me." heather smirked against her collar bone. "thats all you had to say, pretty girl." and just like that, heather roughly shoved her hand past the waist band of veronicas skirt, and pressed two fingers against her clothed clit. veronica let out a god-honest moan, head drifting back against the wall as heather rubbed circles with her fingers. "heather..." veronica breathed, and, finally, heather swiped her two fingers across veronicas slit, coating them in her wetness. veronica whined and moaned as heathers thumb toyed with her clit, and her ring and middle finger teased at her opening. heather slipped her two fingers into veronicas tight pussy with ease, gaining a steady rythm almost instantly. "haah.. heath.. heather.. please.." veronica nearly sobbed as the strawberry blonde kissed her passionately, her tongue shoving itself into veronicas mouth tasting her as her fingers ruthlessly pumped into her pussy.
veronicas moans were muffled due to her mouth being occupied with.. much more important use than talking. heather curled her fingers against veronicas g-spot, causing the brunette to tighten around her fingers, her breaths becoming more frantic and her hip movement becoming desperate. veronica spilled out a myriad of moans and pleases as she released, heather fucked her through her orgasm, only stopping after veronica pushed her hand away. heather smirked at the horny, desperate mess displayed in front of her, veronica heaving, as a sheet of sweat covered her forehead. heather made eye contact with the brunette as she leaned back down to veronica. "heather.. i think im do--mmngh.." her voice trailed off as heather slipped her two digits into veronicas mouth, and veronica, obviously, began to suck obediently. "such a good girl.." heather cooed, and veronica let out a muffled groan at the praise. once the digits were sucked clean, the strawberry blonde removed them from the brunettes mouth, wiping the saliva on veronicas cheek. veronica simply stared at heather in awe before heather pulled her in for one more kiss. it was sweet, loving.. almost too loving.. the two weren't dating.. no, they just.. fucked every now and then.. but god if veronica wanted to date heather more than anything.. if only she knew how heather felt. heather broke the kiss apart, before winking at veronica, stepping towards the door. "see you after school, ronnie." she grinned and left the brunette alone with her thoughts. god heather had veronica in a chokehold, thats for sure.