Fic: Hangover Cure - Katie/Naomi
Title: Hangover Cure
Pairing: Katie/Naomi
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 4000
Disclaimer: None of the Skins characters belong to me.
Summary: Kind of set in the IKS verse. Well it is. Just a little bit of porn/fluff of my girls :) Oh, and this is for thecon12 which is totally not your original prompt but is kind of maybe something that you would like. So MERRY CHRISTMAS/HAPPY NEW YEAR/WELL DONE FOR BEING YOU.
It hurt so much. Like, more than any other hangover ever. It was all Katie could think as she lay there, becoming aware of all her limbs and trying to decide if she could put off vomiting til, like, never.
She knew that she’d overdone it, had known she was overdoing it at the time, but it didn’t stop her from having that second totally unnecessary shot of Jagermeister. She wondered if, perhaps, it was because she wanted to make up for the fucking disaster that was last New Year’s Eve. It didn’t bother her as much anymore, all that stuff because it was so in the past. But she reckoned that she might have needed to prove something to herself last night, just like a Hah, fuck you, New Year - not getting me this time.
Whatever the reason, she was fucking regretting it now as she felt the stabbing pain behind her eyes and the worrying feeling in her stomach.
The stomach issue was proving to be a bit less of one as Katie felt a hand start rubbing slow, wide circles on it. Katie groaned and pushed herself back into Naomi, who pressed a kiss to the back of Katie’s neck in return. The movement sent sharp pain through her head and she winced.
“Oh fucking hell.” Katie’s voice was croakier than she’d expected, and she remembered them all sharing a celebratory spliff in the living room once they’d got in. Effy had seemed the most sober out of the three of them and had managed to roll a fairly decent one as Katie fed Naomi chips out of an orange polystyrene box.
She knew that Naomi had been pretty smashed because she didn’t normally approve of them, as they weren’t recyclable, and it was only when she was like that that she ate from kebab places without Katie having to threaten withholding sex for the night.
(It would have been an empty threat to say she’d withhold it for any longer than that and they both knew it.)
It made Katie all kinds of smug to see little parts of Naomi relax, like where all that tension she let build up within her seemed to dissipate with every cheesy chip that she ate and Katie couldn’t resist leaning over and kissing her before she finished chewing.
Katie had thought that after that they’d have been fucking ‘til morning but when they’d cleaned their teeth and just about managed to take their clothes off they’d fallen asleep almost immediately.
She still remembered Naomi rubbing at the inside of her thigh before the movement slowed to a stop and Katie heard Naomi’s breathing become more even. She’d almost been asleep herself so it was fine, really, to just curl into each other and sleep it all off.
****
Now, though, Katie was regretting not bringing more water to bed. Her mouth was dry and horrible and it all seemed like far too much effort to get up for some more.
She needed something to make her feel better, or at least distract her from feeling like death, even if it was just for a bit.
The thought of it was enough to stir something up inside her and she reached behind her and pulled Naomi in by the arse, pushing her even closer to Katie so she could feel Naomi’s cunt press up against her.
Naomi gasped then, and Katie felt herself wake up a bit more. She didn’t want to open her eyes but then she didn’t need to really, not when she could feel.
There was that thing she knew was happening now, like that feeling that was so familiar to her these days, the one that was coupled with Naomi’s fingertips trailing up and down her stomach, running in a line from her navel to between her breasts and back down again.
Katie sighed and ground her arse back into Naomi and the noise that she made then got Katie wet - she could feel it, the way her wetness grew with every nip to her shoulder from Naomi’s lips and when Naomi slipped a thigh in between Katie’s and pushed up, Katie knew that she could feel it too.
“Oh,” she heard Naomi breathe behind her and they started to move together then, lazily and slowly, and they’d done it a million times but not always like this, where their limbs seemed to have a mind of their own and moved almost as if disconnected from their bodies.
Katie bore down onto Naomi’s thigh and they both moaned at the contact, Naomi barely putting any pressure into her movements, apart from where her hand was now cupping Katie’s breast and squeezing gently.
Their movements were a little off, not maintaining a rhythm of any sort but Katie didn’t care - she liked it when they kept their eyes closed and just felt and rocked against each other and Katie’s mind drifted for a moment towards the memory of the last time they’d fucked.
Naomi had been a little rough, like she was angry almost, but Katie knew it was all bollocks. She’d never be too rough; and this had been all right, how she’d come into the bedroom, put Katie’s magazine to the side and pressed herself down on top of Katie.
She’d practically shoved Katie’s hand down her knickers and when Katie felt how wet she was already she’d just stared wide-eyed.
“Fucking hell, what have you - ” she managed before Naomi kissed her, hard, and Katie started to move her fingers around Naomi’s clit, rubbing in fast circles.
“Just… Jesus. Awful day, then re-read some of your old text messages. Sorry, I just… harder, please, Christ.”
Katie had complied and Naomi had come quickly, panting into the crook of Katie’s neck, kissing her collarbone and cupping Katie’s cheek with her hand, rubbing at it until Katie kissed her thumb and tilted her head towards Naomi’s to rest their foreheads together.
It was fine, fucking like that. And Katie always felt a little overwhelmed that Naomi wanted so much - that just words on a screen made her as wet as that. She liked that Naomi couldn’t wait to get her hands on her. Or, the other way around, really.
****
The memory made Katie smile as she felt a Naomi’s breasts push a little more firmly into her back, her nipples hard and alerting Katie to a shift in urgency just before Naomi’s leg pushed up further and her thigh instantly became coated in Katie’s wetness.
“Oh, Kay. Fuck,” Naomi said into Katie’s hair and Katie ground down again, twisting her hips so that her cunt covered even more of Naomi’s thigh than it had done already.
She wasn’t sure if it was a request, really, but had no problem when she felt Naomi’s hand smooth it’s way down Katie’s abdomen and her fingers found her cunt.
“Oh God,” they said simultaneously, and Katie felt Naomi smile against her shoulder, followed by a, “Yeah…” as she slid her finger down further, dipping in slightly as she dragged it back up.
It was all Katie wanted now, to feel Naomi’s fingers pressing down on her clit, sliding around as she moved them faster.
She didn’t need to tell Naomi what to do or have to ask her for anything. This hangover sex, which didn’t happen all that often really, had a strategy that involved moving as little as possible but with maximum impact. Naomi wouldn’t go inside her, Katie knew, but she’d let her fingers dip back into Katie’s wetness whenever she needed to.
The focus was Katie’s clit, with Naomi’s fingers holding it from either side and moving around in tight circles and Katie couldn’t stop herself from moving her hips, and Naomi’s with them, into some kind of sloppy rhythm that neither of them needed but enjoyed the motion of it all the same.
It wouldn’t be long now, Katie knew, and Naomi started to pant a little more breathlessly in Katie’s ear.
“Yeah,” Katie said, her voice higher than usual. “Yeah.”
“Yeah?” Naomi asked, and she didn’t need to, Katie knew that Naomi already knew.
“Fuck, yeah. Oh God, Naomi,” Katie whimpered as she felt Naomi’s other hand snake in between their bodies and rest against her own cunt. “Fuck, are you touching yourself?”
“Yeah, yeah I am. God, Kay, I’m so fucking wet,” she whispered, and Katie could feel Naomi’s knuckles as her fingers worked her own cunt, so Katie pushed back with her arse just to help them along.
Naomi took it as her cue to push them both a little harder and soon Katie could feel it building in her, that thing that she needed, that thing that Naomi did to her that made her cry out so many times every night, or morning, or afternoon. She loved it, every second of it, which made Kate want to find out how to prolong it, often.
Not today though - she needed it right now, and told Naomi as much.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come, okay?” She dug her nails into Naomi’s arse as both of Naomi’s hands moved faster still, pushing them both forwards, together.
“Me too, I’m gonna come too. Oh fuck,” was the last thing Naomi managed before words lost all meaning and changed into moans, short, high-pitched and, if Katie were honest, entirely all too fucking sexy.
She couldn’t think of anything else then as Naomi’s voice cracked behind her into a long, strained moan and Katie couldn’t hold on any longer, feeling Naomi push them both over the edge as they came together, only seconds apart.
Their moans became sighs, then, slowing along with their bodies, and Katie felt Naomi press a succession of sloppy kisses all along her shoulders.
Naomi’s hands stayed where they were, both of them, and Katie was happy with them there. Didn’t want either of them to move.
She had started to think that Naomi had nodded off again when Naomi hummed against the skin of her neck and then kissed her way around to Katie’s ear.
“Morning babe,” Naomi whispered, tugging lightly at Katie’s earlobe with her teeth. “How are you feeling?”
“Ugh,” Katie groaned, opening her eyes slowly to give them time to adjust, and turned her head so they could share a partly awkward kiss that only got as far as the corners of their mouths. “Fucking shit.”
“That bad, was I?” Naomi quipped and Katie laughed, even though it hurt a bit to do so. “That’s a shame. I’ve been practising on Eff - she seemed to think it was all right.”
“Fucking cunt,” Katie said, but she knew Naomi could see her smile. But, really, that joke was only ever funny when Effy was around. And even then it wasn’t that funny. “Sometimes I’ve got fuck all idea why I seem to like you.”
“Really?” Naomi questioned with a quick flex of her fingers, which were still resting around Katie’s clit.
Katie jerked in response and she quickly reached down and took Naomi’s hand out from under the covers and considered flinging it back to Naomi’s side of the bed before she eyed it curiously.
She could tell Naomi was watching as she heard the slight hitch in her breath as Katie brought Naomi’s fingers to her mouth and licked them clean, tasting herself on them and feeling as her throat became far less dry with every swallow.
Katie hummed around them before taking them out of her mouth, the soft pop sounding loud in the mostly quiet room.
“All right there, hon?” Naomi asked with a somewhat shaky voice.
“Yeah, just, like, dry throat.” Katie turned properly towards Naomi then with a wicked smirk and watched as Naomi’s open mouth transform into a mischievous grin.
“Oh really? Well, I’ve got something that could, you know, moisten it up.”
Naomi waggled her eyebrows and Katie laughed, even as she raised a hand to her head.
“Fucking hell, babes. Did you really just say that?”
“’fraid so. Now - would you like directions, or do you know the way?”
Katie shook her head but leaned down for a brief kiss anyway before kissing her way down Naomi’s neck.
As her head was about to dip under the covers, Katie lifted it up, waiting for Naomi stop squeezing her eyes shut and look down at her.
“It’s hardly fair, you know, that I’m doing this for you and I’m the one with the massive headache.”
“If it helps,” Naomi said, smoothing a hand down from Katie’s shoulder and along her arm until she reached her fingers and threaded them together. “I’ve heard that my cunt has magical healing properties. I’m sure you’ll feel better by the end of it.”
“Well, one of us will,” Katie muttered and dipped her head to continue her way down when she felt Naomi’s other hand on her chin, tilting it back up towards her.
“How about,” Naomi was saying, stopping to bite her lip before continuing. “How about we both feel better. Like, at the same time.”
Katie knitted her eyebrows together in confusion. And it was probably the hangover that made it take so long so that by the time Katie’s eyes were lighting up Naomi was rolling hers.
“Well,” Katie said, trying not to smirk ridiculously. “It’d save a bit of time, wouldn’t it? And it’ll shut you up for a bit - so that’ll definitely make it worth it.”
“You’re making this less appealing, you know,” Naomi snorted but then caught her breath as Katie quickly stroked a finger up her cunt.
“Yeah? How about I just get the fuck on with it then?”
“Good plan,” Naomi squeaked out, just as Katie dipped a finger inside her.
Katie hummed through a kiss, then, before pulling away completely and taking the covers with her.
Naomi shivered so Katie thought she should get on with warming them both up.
She was a bit nervous, and focussing on it was taking her mind off of how her head was still pounding, but she hadn’t realised how much she’d wanted to do this until Naomi said it.
They’d never done it before but they were quite experimental, really, and Katie didn’t expect that girls could do so much together but this had been quite the experience, and she couldn’t believe they’d waited this long to do… this.
She shifted around then, having had quite enough foreplay and her headache was starting to creep up on her again, and stopped to ponder the logistics.
“What’s up, babe?” Naomi asked, rubbing her hand up and down Katie’s thigh.
“How do I, like… okay, can you like not look as I swing my leg over?”
Naomi laughing was not helping and Katie stared her down until she stopped.
“Sorry Kay, I mean - I’ve seen everything already, you know?”
“Yeah but not, like, this way, yeah?”
“Katie,” Naomi shifted up onto her elbow and took one of Katie’s hands in her own. “You’re fucking gorgeous, all right? There’s nothing embarrassing about this. But I’ll keep my eyes shut until you say, if you like.”
“Thanks babes,” Katie said with a sigh. “Just for a minute.”
Naomi lay back down and closed her eyes and Katie felt that familiar little burst of love inside her and had to resist leaning down to kiss her.
“Right then,” she muttered and climbed on top.
****
The angle took a bit of getting used to, and Katie couldn’t immediately figure out if fingers were going to be used but she stopped thinking about much of anything when she felt Naomi’s hands on her thighs, spreading Katie’s legs wide and pulling her down towards her.
“Just, like, lower yourself down a bit so I can reach you,” Naomi said and Katie could feel her breath warm on the inside of her thighs.
“But I don’t want to fucking squash you, babe.”
“Katie, you’re not that heavy, okay? Just… get the fuck down here so I can lick your cunt.”
A wave of something washed over Katie then and, despite the fact they were having a conversation into each others’ crotches, everything just got a little bit sexier.
She shuffled back a little and moved her hips lower, guided by Naomi’s hands and, within seconds, she felt Naomi’s tongue dart out and lick just to the side of her clit.
“Fuck,” Katie gasped and felt her legs go weak. She knew she’d have to stay in control of them now though - she didn’t fancy a trip to A&E having to explain exactly how she’d broken her girlfriend’s nose. As much as she was getting there with letting people know that she was at the very least half a gay she didn’t particularly want to be the laughing stock of the local hospital for this.
Besides, she quite liked Naomi’s nose. It would be a shame to ruin it.
Again, she was thinking far too much and she couldn’t figure out why, not when the scent of Naomi was hitting her full-force and all it took was a ducking of her head and the extending of her tongue.
Naomi hummed into her, and then it was happening.
It was fucking hard to concentrate, to keep licking in circles, when Naomi had her hands on Katie’s arse and her entire mouth on her cunt, licking with the flat of her tongue in long, slow strokes.
She could imagine Naomi’s face, covered in her now, and it made Katie lick faster, sliding her tongue down past Naomi’s clit to dip it just inside.
Naomi broke away from Katie then in sucked in a big lungful of air and Katie smiled against her cunt as she withdrew her tongue and place a light kiss to her clit.
“All right, babe?” she asked and got her answer in the form of Naomi’s legs spreading a little further apart before her mouth was back on Katie’s cunt.
It was working, this odd positioning, and she’d never done it with a bloke before so this was all entirely new but it was good. It made Katie wonder what else there was that they hadn’t tried and decided to take a look online sometime when Naomi was at work.
Katie had worked out a decent rhythm and was getting into it, with her arms underneath Naomi’s legs, when she felt pressure just at the entrance to her cunt. She kept going though and moaned when she realised that Naomi was going to go inside her.
Katie could imagine it being rather awkward from that angle, but it didn’t matter, not when Naomi’s mouth wasn’t letting up and her fingers were pushing slowly but decisively inside her.
She bore down then, just for a moment, to make sure that Naomi’s fingers were properly filling her and as Naomi moaned again it spurred Katie on and she started a slow rhythm against Naomi’s hand and mouth.
There was still that slight fear that she was going to hurt Naomi but she was almost unstoppable now that she’d started moving, and Naomi was only showing signs of encouragement, going so far as to push herself up into Katie’s mouth for her efforts.
If Katie had had any control over her thoughts at that point she would have been kicking herself for not having thought to do this sooner. As it was, though, she was starting to feel the tension building as Naomi fucked her, increasing her pace so that Katie was very close to coming.
What tipped her over was Naomi moaning in short, high bursts that started in her throat and travelled through her mouth to the tip of her tongue where it met Katie’s clit and Katie responded with a guttural moan of her own.
They worked together, then, teasing each other with their tongues until their movements became almost uncoordinated and the rhythm they had been working so hard to build up became frantic.
Neither of them cared though because they were both close, Katie could tell they were so close, and Naomi’s fingernails dug into the flesh of Katie’s arse just a little bit harder, almost so hard that Katie thought they might have broken the skin but it didn’t matter because Naomi was writhing underneath her and crying into Katie’s cunt and then it happened and Naomi was coming in Katie’s mouth.
It was the only boost that Katie needed and she followed suit, clenching around Naomi’s fingers, holding them in place as she came over them, and letting Naomi lap at her haphazardly as she rode out her own orgasm.
When they were both on the way back down and panting, and Katie had turned her head and kissed the inside of Naomi’s thigh, all she wanted to do was slump forward where she was but she didn’t think that Naomi would appreciate that entirely so she waited for Naomi to remove her fingers before climbing off and snuggling into her the right way round, tugging the duvet back up to cover them both.
They shared a kiss that was coated in both of them, and the combined flavours of both Naomi and Katie was something Katie would remember on lazy afternoons at the shop, losing herself in the memory of a moment like this, where it was hard to tell which scent belonged to who.
“Mm,” she hummed against Naomi’s lips before breaking the kiss and burrowing back into Naomi’s shoulder. “Well, we can do that again.”
“You can be on the bottom next time though, babe. I thought I was going to stop breathing at one point.”
Katie pushed herself up onto one elbow and swatted at Naomi’s arm who stared up at her indignantly.
“You should have fucking said, idiot. I was worried I was fucking crushing you as it was.”
“I’m joking, you twat. Lie back down,” Naomi laughed and Katie glared at her until she relaxed again.
“Well, fine. But saying things like that does not make me want to do it again, yeah?”
“I know, I know,” Naomi yawned and it was all too nice to really spoil it now so Katie let herself relax and started aimlessly trailing her nails up and down Naomi’s arm.
Katie had almost drifted off again when Naomi said quietly so that Katie had to strain her ears to hear it.
“I’m glad you’re here. That I’m waking up with you, this year.”
Katie stiffened and then sighed. “Yeah. Yeah, me too, babes.”
Naomi kissed the top of her head and Katie wondered what she must have done right somewhere along the way to get them both to this stage. A place where they were fixing each others’ hangover by making love, by experimenting with their bodies and snuggling so closely that Katie knew they just fit.
It had all been worth it. Even when Naomi was being a twat it was better than not having Naomi at all.
****
They dozed for a while then, until Effy knocked on the door saying she was going down to make tea, and then they started to move.
“How’s your head now?” Naomi asked as they pulled on some pyjamas and the dressing gowns that Naomi’s mum had bought them both for Christmas. That way they had a set at both of their houses, as well as a selection of other essential clothing that made life just that little bit easier.
“All right, I think,” Katie said, realising with surprise that she hadn’t been aware that it had gone.
She wondered when that happened, during which orgasm, and then smiled as a shiver ran through her.
“Cool,” Naomi reached for Katie’s hand and led her to the door. “You’ll have to be hungover more often.”
“Ugh, no thanks babes,” Katie snorted as she opened the door. “But, like, I don’t need to be hanging like a fucking trooper to want to go down on you.”
Naomi coloured a bit then and Katie winked at her. “Well then,” was all she said before they both headed downstairs, hand in hand and smiling goofily at each other.
It was easily the best New Year’s Day Katie had ever had. Probably better than Christmas, even.
Hangover not withstanding. Obviously. But then sometimes, Katie thought, it took a little push for them to get to be where they wanted. So Katie would take a throbbing headache any day if it meant she got to wake up like this.
So when Effy asked if they fancied the pub that night, Katie and Naomi shared a look that Katie could read so easily and said that, yeah - pub would be cool.
If they got fucked up Naomi would be there to make it better. She always was.
Pairing: Katie/Naomi
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 4000
Disclaimer: None of the Skins characters belong to me.
Summary: Kind of set in the IKS verse. Well it is. Just a little bit of porn/fluff of my girls :) Oh, and this is for thecon12 which is totally not your original prompt but is kind of maybe something that you would like. So MERRY CHRISTMAS/HAPPY NEW YEAR/WELL DONE FOR BEING YOU.
It hurt so much. Like, more than any other hangover ever. It was all Katie could think as she lay there, becoming aware of all her limbs and trying to decide if she could put off vomiting til, like, never.
She knew that she’d overdone it, had known she was overdoing it at the time, but it didn’t stop her from having that second totally unnecessary shot of Jagermeister. She wondered if, perhaps, it was because she wanted to make up for the fucking disaster that was last New Year’s Eve. It didn’t bother her as much anymore, all that stuff because it was so in the past. But she reckoned that she might have needed to prove something to herself last night, just like a Hah, fuck you, New Year - not getting me this time.
Whatever the reason, she was fucking regretting it now as she felt the stabbing pain behind her eyes and the worrying feeling in her stomach.
The stomach issue was proving to be a bit less of one as Katie felt a hand start rubbing slow, wide circles on it. Katie groaned and pushed herself back into Naomi, who pressed a kiss to the back of Katie’s neck in return. The movement sent sharp pain through her head and she winced.
“Oh fucking hell.” Katie’s voice was croakier than she’d expected, and she remembered them all sharing a celebratory spliff in the living room once they’d got in. Effy had seemed the most sober out of the three of them and had managed to roll a fairly decent one as Katie fed Naomi chips out of an orange polystyrene box.
She knew that Naomi had been pretty smashed because she didn’t normally approve of them, as they weren’t recyclable, and it was only when she was like that that she ate from kebab places without Katie having to threaten withholding sex for the night.
(It would have been an empty threat to say she’d withhold it for any longer than that and they both knew it.)
It made Katie all kinds of smug to see little parts of Naomi relax, like where all that tension she let build up within her seemed to dissipate with every cheesy chip that she ate and Katie couldn’t resist leaning over and kissing her before she finished chewing.
Katie had thought that after that they’d have been fucking ‘til morning but when they’d cleaned their teeth and just about managed to take their clothes off they’d fallen asleep almost immediately.
She still remembered Naomi rubbing at the inside of her thigh before the movement slowed to a stop and Katie heard Naomi’s breathing become more even. She’d almost been asleep herself so it was fine, really, to just curl into each other and sleep it all off.
****
Now, though, Katie was regretting not bringing more water to bed. Her mouth was dry and horrible and it all seemed like far too much effort to get up for some more.
She needed something to make her feel better, or at least distract her from feeling like death, even if it was just for a bit.
The thought of it was enough to stir something up inside her and she reached behind her and pulled Naomi in by the arse, pushing her even closer to Katie so she could feel Naomi’s cunt press up against her.
Naomi gasped then, and Katie felt herself wake up a bit more. She didn’t want to open her eyes but then she didn’t need to really, not when she could feel.
There was that thing she knew was happening now, like that feeling that was so familiar to her these days, the one that was coupled with Naomi’s fingertips trailing up and down her stomach, running in a line from her navel to between her breasts and back down again.
Katie sighed and ground her arse back into Naomi and the noise that she made then got Katie wet - she could feel it, the way her wetness grew with every nip to her shoulder from Naomi’s lips and when Naomi slipped a thigh in between Katie’s and pushed up, Katie knew that she could feel it too.
“Oh,” she heard Naomi breathe behind her and they started to move together then, lazily and slowly, and they’d done it a million times but not always like this, where their limbs seemed to have a mind of their own and moved almost as if disconnected from their bodies.
Katie bore down onto Naomi’s thigh and they both moaned at the contact, Naomi barely putting any pressure into her movements, apart from where her hand was now cupping Katie’s breast and squeezing gently.
Their movements were a little off, not maintaining a rhythm of any sort but Katie didn’t care - she liked it when they kept their eyes closed and just felt and rocked against each other and Katie’s mind drifted for a moment towards the memory of the last time they’d fucked.
Naomi had been a little rough, like she was angry almost, but Katie knew it was all bollocks. She’d never be too rough; and this had been all right, how she’d come into the bedroom, put Katie’s magazine to the side and pressed herself down on top of Katie.
She’d practically shoved Katie’s hand down her knickers and when Katie felt how wet she was already she’d just stared wide-eyed.
“Fucking hell, what have you - ” she managed before Naomi kissed her, hard, and Katie started to move her fingers around Naomi’s clit, rubbing in fast circles.
“Just… Jesus. Awful day, then re-read some of your old text messages. Sorry, I just… harder, please, Christ.”
Katie had complied and Naomi had come quickly, panting into the crook of Katie’s neck, kissing her collarbone and cupping Katie’s cheek with her hand, rubbing at it until Katie kissed her thumb and tilted her head towards Naomi’s to rest their foreheads together.
It was fine, fucking like that. And Katie always felt a little overwhelmed that Naomi wanted so much - that just words on a screen made her as wet as that. She liked that Naomi couldn’t wait to get her hands on her. Or, the other way around, really.
****
The memory made Katie smile as she felt a Naomi’s breasts push a little more firmly into her back, her nipples hard and alerting Katie to a shift in urgency just before Naomi’s leg pushed up further and her thigh instantly became coated in Katie’s wetness.
“Oh, Kay. Fuck,” Naomi said into Katie’s hair and Katie ground down again, twisting her hips so that her cunt covered even more of Naomi’s thigh than it had done already.
She wasn’t sure if it was a request, really, but had no problem when she felt Naomi’s hand smooth it’s way down Katie’s abdomen and her fingers found her cunt.
“Oh God,” they said simultaneously, and Katie felt Naomi smile against her shoulder, followed by a, “Yeah…” as she slid her finger down further, dipping in slightly as she dragged it back up.
It was all Katie wanted now, to feel Naomi’s fingers pressing down on her clit, sliding around as she moved them faster.
She didn’t need to tell Naomi what to do or have to ask her for anything. This hangover sex, which didn’t happen all that often really, had a strategy that involved moving as little as possible but with maximum impact. Naomi wouldn’t go inside her, Katie knew, but she’d let her fingers dip back into Katie’s wetness whenever she needed to.
The focus was Katie’s clit, with Naomi’s fingers holding it from either side and moving around in tight circles and Katie couldn’t stop herself from moving her hips, and Naomi’s with them, into some kind of sloppy rhythm that neither of them needed but enjoyed the motion of it all the same.
It wouldn’t be long now, Katie knew, and Naomi started to pant a little more breathlessly in Katie’s ear.
“Yeah,” Katie said, her voice higher than usual. “Yeah.”
“Yeah?” Naomi asked, and she didn’t need to, Katie knew that Naomi already knew.
“Fuck, yeah. Oh God, Naomi,” Katie whimpered as she felt Naomi’s other hand snake in between their bodies and rest against her own cunt. “Fuck, are you touching yourself?”
“Yeah, yeah I am. God, Kay, I’m so fucking wet,” she whispered, and Katie could feel Naomi’s knuckles as her fingers worked her own cunt, so Katie pushed back with her arse just to help them along.
Naomi took it as her cue to push them both a little harder and soon Katie could feel it building in her, that thing that she needed, that thing that Naomi did to her that made her cry out so many times every night, or morning, or afternoon. She loved it, every second of it, which made Kate want to find out how to prolong it, often.
Not today though - she needed it right now, and told Naomi as much.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come, okay?” She dug her nails into Naomi’s arse as both of Naomi’s hands moved faster still, pushing them both forwards, together.
“Me too, I’m gonna come too. Oh fuck,” was the last thing Naomi managed before words lost all meaning and changed into moans, short, high-pitched and, if Katie were honest, entirely all too fucking sexy.
She couldn’t think of anything else then as Naomi’s voice cracked behind her into a long, strained moan and Katie couldn’t hold on any longer, feeling Naomi push them both over the edge as they came together, only seconds apart.
Their moans became sighs, then, slowing along with their bodies, and Katie felt Naomi press a succession of sloppy kisses all along her shoulders.
Naomi’s hands stayed where they were, both of them, and Katie was happy with them there. Didn’t want either of them to move.
She had started to think that Naomi had nodded off again when Naomi hummed against the skin of her neck and then kissed her way around to Katie’s ear.
“Morning babe,” Naomi whispered, tugging lightly at Katie’s earlobe with her teeth. “How are you feeling?”
“Ugh,” Katie groaned, opening her eyes slowly to give them time to adjust, and turned her head so they could share a partly awkward kiss that only got as far as the corners of their mouths. “Fucking shit.”
“That bad, was I?” Naomi quipped and Katie laughed, even though it hurt a bit to do so. “That’s a shame. I’ve been practising on Eff - she seemed to think it was all right.”
“Fucking cunt,” Katie said, but she knew Naomi could see her smile. But, really, that joke was only ever funny when Effy was around. And even then it wasn’t that funny. “Sometimes I’ve got fuck all idea why I seem to like you.”
“Really?” Naomi questioned with a quick flex of her fingers, which were still resting around Katie’s clit.
Katie jerked in response and she quickly reached down and took Naomi’s hand out from under the covers and considered flinging it back to Naomi’s side of the bed before she eyed it curiously.
She could tell Naomi was watching as she heard the slight hitch in her breath as Katie brought Naomi’s fingers to her mouth and licked them clean, tasting herself on them and feeling as her throat became far less dry with every swallow.
Katie hummed around them before taking them out of her mouth, the soft pop sounding loud in the mostly quiet room.
“All right there, hon?” Naomi asked with a somewhat shaky voice.
“Yeah, just, like, dry throat.” Katie turned properly towards Naomi then with a wicked smirk and watched as Naomi’s open mouth transform into a mischievous grin.
“Oh really? Well, I’ve got something that could, you know, moisten it up.”
Naomi waggled her eyebrows and Katie laughed, even as she raised a hand to her head.
“Fucking hell, babes. Did you really just say that?”
“’fraid so. Now - would you like directions, or do you know the way?”
Katie shook her head but leaned down for a brief kiss anyway before kissing her way down Naomi’s neck.
As her head was about to dip under the covers, Katie lifted it up, waiting for Naomi stop squeezing her eyes shut and look down at her.
“It’s hardly fair, you know, that I’m doing this for you and I’m the one with the massive headache.”
“If it helps,” Naomi said, smoothing a hand down from Katie’s shoulder and along her arm until she reached her fingers and threaded them together. “I’ve heard that my cunt has magical healing properties. I’m sure you’ll feel better by the end of it.”
“Well, one of us will,” Katie muttered and dipped her head to continue her way down when she felt Naomi’s other hand on her chin, tilting it back up towards her.
“How about,” Naomi was saying, stopping to bite her lip before continuing. “How about we both feel better. Like, at the same time.”
Katie knitted her eyebrows together in confusion. And it was probably the hangover that made it take so long so that by the time Katie’s eyes were lighting up Naomi was rolling hers.
“Well,” Katie said, trying not to smirk ridiculously. “It’d save a bit of time, wouldn’t it? And it’ll shut you up for a bit - so that’ll definitely make it worth it.”
“You’re making this less appealing, you know,” Naomi snorted but then caught her breath as Katie quickly stroked a finger up her cunt.
“Yeah? How about I just get the fuck on with it then?”
“Good plan,” Naomi squeaked out, just as Katie dipped a finger inside her.
Katie hummed through a kiss, then, before pulling away completely and taking the covers with her.
Naomi shivered so Katie thought she should get on with warming them both up.
She was a bit nervous, and focussing on it was taking her mind off of how her head was still pounding, but she hadn’t realised how much she’d wanted to do this until Naomi said it.
They’d never done it before but they were quite experimental, really, and Katie didn’t expect that girls could do so much together but this had been quite the experience, and she couldn’t believe they’d waited this long to do… this.
She shifted around then, having had quite enough foreplay and her headache was starting to creep up on her again, and stopped to ponder the logistics.
“What’s up, babe?” Naomi asked, rubbing her hand up and down Katie’s thigh.
“How do I, like… okay, can you like not look as I swing my leg over?”
Naomi laughing was not helping and Katie stared her down until she stopped.
“Sorry Kay, I mean - I’ve seen everything already, you know?”
“Yeah but not, like, this way, yeah?”
“Katie,” Naomi shifted up onto her elbow and took one of Katie’s hands in her own. “You’re fucking gorgeous, all right? There’s nothing embarrassing about this. But I’ll keep my eyes shut until you say, if you like.”
“Thanks babes,” Katie said with a sigh. “Just for a minute.”
Naomi lay back down and closed her eyes and Katie felt that familiar little burst of love inside her and had to resist leaning down to kiss her.
“Right then,” she muttered and climbed on top.
****
The angle took a bit of getting used to, and Katie couldn’t immediately figure out if fingers were going to be used but she stopped thinking about much of anything when she felt Naomi’s hands on her thighs, spreading Katie’s legs wide and pulling her down towards her.
“Just, like, lower yourself down a bit so I can reach you,” Naomi said and Katie could feel her breath warm on the inside of her thighs.
“But I don’t want to fucking squash you, babe.”
“Katie, you’re not that heavy, okay? Just… get the fuck down here so I can lick your cunt.”
A wave of something washed over Katie then and, despite the fact they were having a conversation into each others’ crotches, everything just got a little bit sexier.
She shuffled back a little and moved her hips lower, guided by Naomi’s hands and, within seconds, she felt Naomi’s tongue dart out and lick just to the side of her clit.
“Fuck,” Katie gasped and felt her legs go weak. She knew she’d have to stay in control of them now though - she didn’t fancy a trip to A&E having to explain exactly how she’d broken her girlfriend’s nose. As much as she was getting there with letting people know that she was at the very least half a gay she didn’t particularly want to be the laughing stock of the local hospital for this.
Besides, she quite liked Naomi’s nose. It would be a shame to ruin it.
Again, she was thinking far too much and she couldn’t figure out why, not when the scent of Naomi was hitting her full-force and all it took was a ducking of her head and the extending of her tongue.
Naomi hummed into her, and then it was happening.
It was fucking hard to concentrate, to keep licking in circles, when Naomi had her hands on Katie’s arse and her entire mouth on her cunt, licking with the flat of her tongue in long, slow strokes.
She could imagine Naomi’s face, covered in her now, and it made Katie lick faster, sliding her tongue down past Naomi’s clit to dip it just inside.
Naomi broke away from Katie then in sucked in a big lungful of air and Katie smiled against her cunt as she withdrew her tongue and place a light kiss to her clit.
“All right, babe?” she asked and got her answer in the form of Naomi’s legs spreading a little further apart before her mouth was back on Katie’s cunt.
It was working, this odd positioning, and she’d never done it with a bloke before so this was all entirely new but it was good. It made Katie wonder what else there was that they hadn’t tried and decided to take a look online sometime when Naomi was at work.
Katie had worked out a decent rhythm and was getting into it, with her arms underneath Naomi’s legs, when she felt pressure just at the entrance to her cunt. She kept going though and moaned when she realised that Naomi was going to go inside her.
Katie could imagine it being rather awkward from that angle, but it didn’t matter, not when Naomi’s mouth wasn’t letting up and her fingers were pushing slowly but decisively inside her.
She bore down then, just for a moment, to make sure that Naomi’s fingers were properly filling her and as Naomi moaned again it spurred Katie on and she started a slow rhythm against Naomi’s hand and mouth.
There was still that slight fear that she was going to hurt Naomi but she was almost unstoppable now that she’d started moving, and Naomi was only showing signs of encouragement, going so far as to push herself up into Katie’s mouth for her efforts.
If Katie had had any control over her thoughts at that point she would have been kicking herself for not having thought to do this sooner. As it was, though, she was starting to feel the tension building as Naomi fucked her, increasing her pace so that Katie was very close to coming.
What tipped her over was Naomi moaning in short, high bursts that started in her throat and travelled through her mouth to the tip of her tongue where it met Katie’s clit and Katie responded with a guttural moan of her own.
They worked together, then, teasing each other with their tongues until their movements became almost uncoordinated and the rhythm they had been working so hard to build up became frantic.
Neither of them cared though because they were both close, Katie could tell they were so close, and Naomi’s fingernails dug into the flesh of Katie’s arse just a little bit harder, almost so hard that Katie thought they might have broken the skin but it didn’t matter because Naomi was writhing underneath her and crying into Katie’s cunt and then it happened and Naomi was coming in Katie’s mouth.
It was the only boost that Katie needed and she followed suit, clenching around Naomi’s fingers, holding them in place as she came over them, and letting Naomi lap at her haphazardly as she rode out her own orgasm.
When they were both on the way back down and panting, and Katie had turned her head and kissed the inside of Naomi’s thigh, all she wanted to do was slump forward where she was but she didn’t think that Naomi would appreciate that entirely so she waited for Naomi to remove her fingers before climbing off and snuggling into her the right way round, tugging the duvet back up to cover them both.
They shared a kiss that was coated in both of them, and the combined flavours of both Naomi and Katie was something Katie would remember on lazy afternoons at the shop, losing herself in the memory of a moment like this, where it was hard to tell which scent belonged to who.
“Mm,” she hummed against Naomi’s lips before breaking the kiss and burrowing back into Naomi’s shoulder. “Well, we can do that again.”
“You can be on the bottom next time though, babe. I thought I was going to stop breathing at one point.”
Katie pushed herself up onto one elbow and swatted at Naomi’s arm who stared up at her indignantly.
“You should have fucking said, idiot. I was worried I was fucking crushing you as it was.”
“I’m joking, you twat. Lie back down,” Naomi laughed and Katie glared at her until she relaxed again.
“Well, fine. But saying things like that does not make me want to do it again, yeah?”
“I know, I know,” Naomi yawned and it was all too nice to really spoil it now so Katie let herself relax and started aimlessly trailing her nails up and down Naomi’s arm.
Katie had almost drifted off again when Naomi said quietly so that Katie had to strain her ears to hear it.
“I’m glad you’re here. That I’m waking up with you, this year.”
Katie stiffened and then sighed. “Yeah. Yeah, me too, babes.”
Naomi kissed the top of her head and Katie wondered what she must have done right somewhere along the way to get them both to this stage. A place where they were fixing each others’ hangover by making love, by experimenting with their bodies and snuggling so closely that Katie knew they just fit.
It had all been worth it. Even when Naomi was being a twat it was better than not having Naomi at all.
****
They dozed for a while then, until Effy knocked on the door saying she was going down to make tea, and then they started to move.
“How’s your head now?” Naomi asked as they pulled on some pyjamas and the dressing gowns that Naomi’s mum had bought them both for Christmas. That way they had a set at both of their houses, as well as a selection of other essential clothing that made life just that little bit easier.
“All right, I think,” Katie said, realising with surprise that she hadn’t been aware that it had gone.
She wondered when that happened, during which orgasm, and then smiled as a shiver ran through her.
“Cool,” Naomi reached for Katie’s hand and led her to the door. “You’ll have to be hungover more often.”
“Ugh, no thanks babes,” Katie snorted as she opened the door. “But, like, I don’t need to be hanging like a fucking trooper to want to go down on you.”
Naomi coloured a bit then and Katie winked at her. “Well then,” was all she said before they both headed downstairs, hand in hand and smiling goofily at each other.
It was easily the best New Year’s Day Katie had ever had. Probably better than Christmas, even.
Hangover not withstanding. Obviously. But then sometimes, Katie thought, it took a little push for them to get to be where they wanted. So Katie would take a throbbing headache any day if it meant she got to wake up like this.
So when Effy asked if they fancied the pub that night, Katie and Naomi shared a look that Katie could read so easily and said that, yeah - pub would be cool.
If they got fucked up Naomi would be there to make it better. She always was.