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“How did you even find this place?” Gretchen asks as Karen leads her through the staircases until they are at the very top, with a door greeting them. Karen turns the handle and peaks inside, smiling when she finds it empty and leads Gretchen inside by the hand, closing the door behind them.
“Regina and Shane come here to hook up,” Karen answers casually, pressing her forehead against Gretchen’s; glad to finally have a few moments alone together. The shorter girl furrows her brow at the statement, looking up to meet Karen’s eyes with curiosity and a slight hint of anxiety.
“How do you know that? Did she tell you that?” She asks. Despite the way Regina treats them, Gretchen still feels a sense of loyalty - and betrayal, at having not been told about this secret.
Karen reaches up and massages the space between Gretchen’s brow softly, chuckling. “No. I followed them.” She shrugs, and Gretchen is a little bit pleasantly surprised at Karen’s boldness when it comes to Regina. She pulls Karen into a much anticipated kiss, and they’re both smiling, Karen pressing Gretchen up against the wall. The smaller girl entangles one of her hands in dark curls, tugging on them slightly, hoping to elicit a pleasant reaction. The following moan was satisfying, to say the least. She’s forgotten all about Regina and Shane, now.
Gretchen’s eyes flutter shut when Karen drags her lips down her jaw and stops at her neck, taking a soft bite of the tender flesh there. “Lightly, mama.” Gretchen pleads breathlessly, a shiver running down her spine when Karen’s nimble, warm fingers dance across her stomach.
“Is it okay?” Karen pulls away from Gretchen’s neck to meet her girlfriends gaze, her hands tugging on the bottom of the others shirt. Gretchen hesitates just for a second - the door doesn’t lock, someone could walk in, they were at school. But she pushes those thoughts away because Karen is looking at her with wide, curious eyes and speaking so sweetly; how could she ever deny her anything?
“Yeah,” Gretchen nods in reassurance, lifting her arms over her head so that Karen could slip the pink top off of her, leaving her in just a light blue bra. She’s bashful, as usual, and looks down at her feet before Karen raises her chin to look at her.
“You’re so hot.” And she means it. If anybody at school knew what hot looked like, it was Karen Shetty. She peppers kisses across Gretchen’s chest, admiring the blush that had formed at her compliment before eventually inviting Gretchen in for a slow, deep kiss. Gretchen melts, never having felt so content and loved by somebody in her life.
Somewhat nervously, her fingers fumble with the buttons of Karen’s high waisted shorts. She isn't very good at this part, yet. Karen had, to put it honestly, much more experience than she did when it came to sex. Gretchen was very much a virgin, and it showed. At least that’s what she thought. Karen had different thoughts on the matter. When Gretchen’s fingers brush through her wet folds, the taller girl lets her mouth fall open with pleasure, her hips easily finding a rhythm against the pads of her girlfriends fingers. One hand rested above Gretchen's head against the wall, holding herself up while the other lightly grasps one of Gretchen's breasts through her bra.
Everything happened very quickly after that.
A second later, they hear the sound of feet on the staircase, and voices outside the door. The girls freeze for a beat, before Gretchen is ushering Karen away from her and desperately looking for her shirt. The door opens a second later and Karen manages to slip behind it, trapped in the corner of the room while Gretchen stood in the center, in only her bra and skirt.
“Gretchen?” Regina asks, a confused Shane behind her. Gretchen gapes like a fish for a few seconds, seeing Regina’s eyes dart around to see if she was alone. “What are you doing?”
“Um, I-…I-I’m waiting for Jason,” Gretchen nods in confirmation, “he um…he went to the bathroom.” A sense of awkwardness hangs in the air, and Regina sucks on her teeth with mild annoyance.
“Okay, well,” Regina shrugs, “can you like, hurry up?”
Gretchen nods with vigor, “Yeah, of course. Just give us, like, five minutes.” She pleads, swallowing her anxiety down. She can still smell Karen’s perfume in the air; on her. Could Regina smell that?
“Whatever, fine. I’ll be back.”
Karen waits until the door is shut, then lets out a relieved chuckle. It’s short, however, when she notices Gretchen’s mood has dropped significantly.
“Hey, it’s okay.” She assures her softly, crossing the room to take Gretchen in for a hug. “You’re okay. She didn’t see anything.” She promises her, nails lightly grazing around Gretchen’s bare back. She doesn't share Gretchen's concerns when it comes to Regina finding out about them Gretchen relaxes just slightly, knowing they didn’t have much time before Regina came back. Karen reaches behind the one desk and retrieves Gretchen’s shirt, and soon they’re out the door.
“Oh, honey,” Gretchen pauses, looking around the stairwell to make sure they were still alone, “your pants.” Karen looks down to see the buttons of her shorts still undone, giggling to herself as she snaps them back together.
“To be continued?” She asks with a hopeful tone and a bright smile, making Gretchen roll her eyes in amusement before she leans in for a quick peck on the lips.
“To be continued.”