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“HURRY UP”
Rio hears her best friend Alice scream from the bright red Jeep parked in her driveway.
Rio was running late, like really late. She sprinted to the bedroom to do one last look, making sure she grabbed her duffle bag, phone charger, and backpack. After saying her final goodbyes to her plant babies, she locked the front door behind her and hopped in the car.
“ You know, one day I am totally going to leave without you right?”
“ Maybe, but that day is not today.” Rio shot back cheekily.
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After driving down the length of the Cape, they finally arrived in Provincetown– the gay capital of Massachusetts, and the destination of the Bachelorette party she was currently attending. The driveway to their rented house was already packed with cars, meaning they were most likely the last to arrive.
From the outside, the house is objectively gorgeous. The windows are tinted but vast. This house was clearly recently built, with contemporary minimalist design in mind. Definitely not Rio’s cup of tea, but she’s not the one getting married so what does she care?
The backyard of the house is the beach, and Rio is already getting the itch to dive headfirst into some waves as the sun relentlessly beats down on her.
Rio and Alice headed through the front door, where they were met with loud pop music playing over someone’s JBL speaker and the girls getting ready to head to the beach.
There were some faces Rio recognized, like Jen, Alice’s fiance, and Wanda, Alice’s friend from work. They were both working on drink mixing in the kitchen. She walked up to the two of them and gave them both big hugs, asking them about their drives. Standing next to Wanda was a redhead Rio had never seen before. She was tall with short hair and a daring red one piece swimsuit clung to her lean but muscular frame.
Wanda tracked Rio’s eyes and introduced the stranger to Rio as Natasha, another friend from work.
Rio said her pleasantries and moved on without a second thought, heading down the hallway of the massive house. She turned the corner but stopped in her tracks when a familiar figure caught her eye.
Agatha.
Agatha Harkness.
To say she had a little crush on her would be the understatement of the century.
She was bent over the table at the end of the hallway, applying lip gloss in the mirror that was hanging from the wall. She was in a skimpy emerald green two piece, with a sheer purple cover up that did nothing to hide her body.
Rio tried to remember how to breathe as Agatha turned around and squealed in excitement upon seeing her. The younger girl ran up to Rio, jumping into her arms and planting a chaste, friendly kiss on her cheek.
Agatha’s long hair was down in waves, and the quick movements made her scent envelop all of Rio’s thoughts. Suddenly Rio had no problem taking a deep breath in as she wrapped her arms around her waist, pulling Agatha even closer towards her.
Agatha and Jen had been randomly assigned roommates freshman year of college, just like Alice and Rio. Alice and Jen had met in one of their classes and the four of them became fast friends. Eventually Jen and Alice started dating, leaving Rio and Agatha to be their very willing third and fourth wheels.
And while Rio was hopelessly into Agatha, it never felt like the right time. One of them was always in a relationship, and Rio didn’t want to risk ruining the friendship. Right before college ended, Rio had decided that she would rather keep Agatha as a friend than risk not being able to have her in her life at all. She would happily take her anyway she could have her, even if she would always secretly want more.
Agatha pulled away from their hug, but stayed close enough that Rio could feel soft puffs of breath gliding over her skin. The younger girl looked up at Rio through her thick lashes, blue eyes shining brightly in the light flooding in through the massive windows of the home.
“Took you guys long enough to get here.” Agatha huffed, her warm smile twisting into a teasing smirk.
“Well you know Alice. We were going five miles under the speed limit the entire ride here.” Rio joked as her hands slid from Agatha’s back down her arms.
While Alice looked like a dangerous woman, dressed in leather jackets and spiked chokers, streaks in her hair dyed bright red, she was actually the most responsible of them all. She had the reputation as the mom of the group, always the one making sure people were buckled in when they got in the car, forcing everyone to drink water during long nights out. Alice is a caring and protective force in their lives, and they love it, even if they tease her for being a little too much sometimes.
“ YEAH AND THAT’S WHY WE MADE IT HERE SAFE THANK YOU.” Alice yelled from the kitchen. “ You can never trust Massachusetts drivers..” she grumbled.
Agatha and Rio looked back at each other and busted out laughing, already used to Alice’s feelings towards tourists and ‘Massholes’ alike.
“ Come on, let me show you to our room.” Agatha said, as she grabbed Rio’s hand and led her towards the stairs.
“Our room?” Rio repeated curiously, following Agatha obediently. “ I thought you would be sharing with Wanda…”.
“Yeah… about that… dear Wands and I called it about 3 weeks ago. She’s actually already found herself a new girl to play with. Natalie or something... You didn’t see her downstairs?”.
Rio’s mind goes blank for a second. Agatha is single. Rio is single. The first time these facts have been true at the same time in the past three years. And they are sharing a room for the weekend.
All Rio can manage to get out is “Oh.”
Agatha pushes open the door to their shared room and Rio completely malfunctions. Scratch sharing a room. They have now upgraded to sharing a bed.
Oh.
Agatha saunters further into the room, tossing her lip gloss back in her makeup bag. Rio stands stockstill in the doorway, duffle bag still in hand, unsure of what her face is doing.
She clears her throat and forces herself to move, heading to the side of the room that does not have Agatha’s stuff all over it.
Agatha must have noticed Rio’s hesitation, as she clears her throat and speaks up “ Yeah sorry about the one bed thing. I got here first and it was either this or two twin beds. I did not want to give Wanda and Noami the satisfaction of having the nice queen to themselves, soo…”. Agatha trails off, trying to laugh it off, but Rio can tell that there is something unsaid there. This breakup must have really hurt Agatha despite the fact that they were only together for a few months, Rio thinks to herself.
“No worries here.. I’m just going to get changed into my swimsuit now..”.
Rio curses herself for being so awkward as she grabs her suit from out of her bag and heads to their ensuite bathroom. She gives one last nod to Agatha before she shuts the door, pressing her body against it and taking a deep breath.
This is going to be a long weekend.
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Rio looks at herself in the bathroom mirror. She is wearing short black swimming trunks, a simple black bikini top, and an open white linen button up shirt as a cover up. The top half of her hair is back in a small bun, while the rest of it falls loosely around her shoulders. She slides her sandals on, takes one last breath, and heads back into their shared room.
“Ready to go?” Agatha says, sensing Rio’s presence. She looks up from her phone and her eyes go wide, blazing a path down Rio’s body as she takes in her beach wear. Suddenly, Rio is happy she bought a new swimsuit for the occasion. For some reason, Rio feels the urge to blush and look away, as she nods shyly. She grabs the sunscreen off of the dresser and heads for the door, knowing that Agatha is trailing closely behind her.
They stop at the hallway closet and grab a few towels to take with them to the beach. They also stop by the now empty kitchen, grabbing the drinks Jen had left for them on the counter.
They head out the back door soundlessly, making their way to where they can see and hear their friends set up.
Alice and Jen share a big beach chair, while Wanda is pressed up against Natasha’s side, laying on her stomach with her bikini top untied to avoid tan lines.
Rio doesn’t know how she did not see it before but these two are definitely fucking, and they are not doing anything to hide it from Agatha. She feels her counterpart fall still beside her, as she too comes to the same conclusions about the redheads. Rio feels a surge of protectiveness, grabbing Agatha’s hand and leading her to the other side of Jen and Alice’s chair, where a few more of Jen’s friends have settled in.
Rio wordlessly takes the towels out of Agatha’s hands and lays them down side by side. She sits down and reaches her hand out to help Agatha sit next to her, hoping she will let her take the lead this time. Let Rio take care of her just this once.
There is a twist of emotions on Agatha’s face as she looks down at Rio’s hand. Within a second they are all gone, replaced by a small shy smile as she gingerly places her hand in Rio’s and sits down by her side.
All the ladies are laying out in the sun now, drinking, listening to music, and enjoying each others company as the day moves slowly around them.
Wanda and Natasha are all over each other, whispering in ears, wandering hands, sneaking kisses.
Except it is not sneaky at all. Agatha is watching them like a hawk with a cold look in her eyes and Rio feels helpless to stop the pain she knows Agatha is feeling.
It is then Rio tries to distract her. If she can’t stand up and punch Wanda in the face, the next best thing she can do is take Agatha’s mind off of the softcore porn happening five feet away from them.
She taps Agatha’s shoulder and lifts up the sunscreen when Agatha turns to look at her. Agatha gives her a quick nod, a whispered thanks, and gathers her hair in her hands, moving it all to one shoulder in order to give Rio better access.
Three drinks in and Rio might not have thought this through.
She takes a deep breath and squirts sunscreen onto her hands. She hovers over Agatha’s shoulders for a moment before slowly lowering her hands. The second she makes contact both of their breaths hitch. Agatha’s because Rio assumes the sunblock is cold, and Rio’s because Agatha has the softest skin she has ever felt.
Of course they have touched each other countless times before, on accident and on purpose, but this? Purposefully running her hands all over Agatha’s back, massaging her shoulders.. Rio could get lost in the feeling of it.. In the little noises Agatha is making.. How pliant she is under her strong hands…
Rio didn’t even realize she was holding her breath until Agatha glanced over shoulder at her. It is at this moment that she also notices that the white of the sunscreen is completely gone. How long had she just been rubbing her shoulders?
The glint in Agatha’s eye is mischievous as she lays down on her stomach and picks the bottle of sunscreen back up off the towel.
“Do you think you could do the back of my legs too? You know I burn so easily.” Agatha pouts.
Rio feels it immediately. Her face must be glowing red at this point, and definitely not from the sun or the alcohol.
She clears her throat and nods, as she knows better than to trust her voice right now. She grabs the bottle and quickly looks around at the group as she squirts more cream into her hands.
It is only then that she notices.
The once carefree look on Wanda’s face has vanished.
Rio, in turn, has now come to two conclusions:
- Wanda has noticed what the two of them are doing and does not like what she sees.
- Agatha is very much aware of conclusion one.
Rio gulps and tries to shake off the fact that she has been caught in the middle of their game. Her hands, now covered in sunscreen, make their way down to the back of Agatha’s legs. The moment her touch lands, Agatha makes a noise between a yelp and a moan, arching her back into Rio’s touch. Rio can feel herself growing even more red, which she did not think was possible, as she starts rubbing her hands back and forth.
Logically, Rio knows that Agatha is playing it up to piss Wanda off. That does not stop the coil in Rio’s stomach from winding even tighter, as Agatha continues to let whimpers and moans slip louder and louder.
By the time everything is rubbed in, Wanda is sitting back up with her bikini tied back into place looking murderous, Agatha is still laying down with a shit eating grin on her face, and Rio? Well Rio needs to jump in the ocean before someone notices the wet spot in her swim trunks.
—
As the sun falls further down in the sky, everyone starts gathering their belongings and heading inside.
By the time Rio makes it back to their room, Agatha is still in the shower. Not wanting to scare her, Rio moves quietly throughout the space, gathering the outfit she is going to wear to dinner and the club tonight, the next two events on the weekend's itinerary.
Lost in her thoughts, Rio becomes slightly unaware of her surroundings. It is not until she hears a gasp that she whips around and spots Agatha, dripping wet from her shower, wrapped only in a small towel.
Before she can help herself, her eyes follow the drop of water that is running from Agatha’s neck, to her collarbone, to finally down her cleavage. It is when Rio becomes aware that she is staring that she whips her head around so fast that she hears her neck give out a pathetic crack.
She hears Agatha’s iconic witch cackle laugh, and once again feels heat encompass her body. Despite the fact that she is now turned away from Agatha, she closes her eyes, and puts her head in her hands, trying to respect Agatha’s privacy while simultaneously hiding how immediately affected she was by seeing her friend wet and half naked.
She is not going to survive this weekend.
Once Agatha catches her breath, she calls to Rio “ I am so sorry hun, I didn’t think you were back yet.”. While she does genuinely sound apologetic, it is clear she is still trying to hide the giggles that will not stop coming because of Rio embarrassing herself.
“Anyway, it’s all yours.” Agatha says with a smile, gesturing to the bathroom door where steam is still actively pouring out of the frame from Agatha’s shower.
Rio grabs her clothes, one hand still covering her face, and quickly feels her way into the bathroom. Once Rio shuts the door, she finally reopens her eyes. Immediately, her gaze falls to the clothes Agatha left behind, or more accurately, the pieces of scrap fabric that were being passed off as a bikini. Rio groans at the memory of her hands on Agatha’s sun kissed skin, her mind replaying the whimpers and moans Agatha let out as she touched her. How closely Wanda was watching them. The way Agatha’s body chased Rio’s hands, reacting to her touch. Rio knows that her swim trunks are officially ruined as she peels them down her legs while a small string of her own slick stays attached to her core.
There is nothing left to do for Rio but hop in the shower and hope Agatha’s games don’t leave her dehydrated by the end of the weekend.
—
Once her shower is done, Rio makes sure to get dressed before leaving the bathroom, not wanting another repeat of earlier. Her outfit is simple, just shorts and a nice button up, which she has left half open to show off her gold chain and black tank top.
She opens the door, letting out a puff of steam with her. Her eyes immediately fall to Agatha, who is sprawled across the bed watching tiktoks. Her hair is air drying, spread out across the bed. Her cheeks are slightly red from the sun, and her makeup is minimal but effective in making her eyes look enticing. All of that is enough to send Rio into a spiral as it is but what really does it is the outfit.
Agatha’s body is barely covered by a short lavender dress. The top of the dress clings to her chest, accentuating her cleavage beautifully. The bottom of the dress barely reaches down to mid thigh, but the way Agatha is laying right now makes the dress ride up higher. Rio is pretty sure if she were 3 steps to the left she would be able to see Agatha’s thong. Wait, why does Rio think she is wearing a thong? She could be wearing something lacey.. A matching set perhaps? Though now that Rio is really looking, Agatha is definitely not wearing a bra.. So not a matching set then–
“ Earth to Rio??” Agatha calls, startling Rio out of her thoughts.
For probably the tenth time today, Rio’s face feels hot and she is embarrassed. How long did she spend staring at Agatha wondering what her underwear looked like? Why is she being extra pathetic this weekend?
“Rio, did you hear me? I said I want to talk to you.” Agatha reminds Rio of the words she never heard.
“Yeah, uh sure.. What’s up?”. This is the moment. This is the moment Agatha is going to call Rio out for how awkward she has been all day. She is going to call her out for staring and touching and –
Agatha brings Rio’s thoughts to a halt, as she slowly stands and walks her way over to Rio.
“ So… This might sound weird… and you can totally say no if you want!” Agatha starts.
Okay.. so she doesn’t sound mad at Rio.
“ I was wondering– again only if you’re comfortable…”
Rio can feel Agatha’s struggle, and in that moment, all Rio can care about is making Agatha feel comfortable enough to get it out. Without thinking, she grabs Agatha’s hand and gives it a squeeze.
This makes Agatha’s eyes go wide as it all tumbles out.
“Well I was just thinking, at the beach today with the sunscreen and everything, I uh liked making Wanda jealous.”.
Rio gives her a look, wordlessly urging her to get to the point.
“It’s not that I want her back. Nora can have her for all I care. But if I have to be stuck here with the two of them all weekend, I should at least get to have my fun too right?”
Rio stares at her blankly, unsure of what Agatha is trying to say. She raises an eyebrow, signaling that she needs just a little bit more explanation.
Agatha huffs, rolls her eyes, and continues.
“What I am trying to say is that, if you’re comfortable with it, I think it would be really fun if we spent all weekend making Wanda jealous together.. Like how we did today at the beach?”.
Rio takes a moment… and another moment…
Suddenly she becomes hyper aware that her hand is still in Agatha’s, how close they are standing together.
“ You want.. To pretend like we are into each other?” Rio questions, wanting to make sure that she is definitely understanding this completely.
Agatha flushes at Rio’s directness and looks away, but verbally, she holds her ground.
“I mean yeah if you’re cool with it. I can always go ask one of Jen’s other friends that are here but I think it would be more fun with you anyway.” she explains. “Plus it would be an extra punch to the gut because Wanda was always so jealous of you when we were dating.” Agatha follows.
Now it is Rio’s turn to flush.
“ Wait, what? Why would she be jealous of me??” Rio questions, overwhelmed by all of the information she is taking in.
“ I don’t know Rio. Are you in or not?”. Agatha shoots back rolling her eyes, definitely not feeling shy anymore.
Is this a good idea for Rio? No, definitely not. Could this possibly end well for Rio? Not likely. Is Rio going to survive the next three days with Agatha pretending to be into her?
“Yeah okay, that sounds fun.” Rio manages to get out.
Make sure they write something cool on Rio’s headstone because she is so fucked.