title: keep a girl shaky
rated: there's an orgasm
fandom/pairing: jennifer's body; needy/jennifer
spoilers/warnings: n/a
summary: needy's first kiss[es] went a little like this.
words: 199
disclaimer: i do not own; title comes from a gambino freestyle i think
a/n: for the
femslash100 drabbletag prompt 'jennifer/needy - sleepover' dude it's two in the morning and this shit is giving me life tbh
the first time that needy gets kissed, she’s fourteen years old and it’s with some awkward boy she goes on an awkward date to the movies with. her mother is waiting to pick her up in the parking lot, and his lips are slick with butter. when needy tells jennifer about it, her best friend just laughs and says, “that’s such a you thing, needy.”
but the first time that needy kisses someone, she’s sixteen years old and she’s tired of being typical, tired of jennifer being able to dismiss needy’s experiences as classic needy, but mostly she’s tired of being jennifer’s best friend. where needy’s always been mousy and uncomfortable, jennifer is still just as malicious and sexy as she’s ever been, too. it's unfair and annoying, or something in that ballpark.
they’ve always had sleepovers, but when needy is sixteen she cups jennifer’s face in her hands and kisses her hard, like leaving bruises will make needy feel better somehow.
on some level, it does. needy feels surreal in exactly the right way, pressed tight to jennifer and quaking to precipices she’s never been before.
but on another, needy feels worse than ever.