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Shauna decides to go to some random frat party that a friend of a friend of a friend is hosting. It’s the first party she’s been to without Jackie, which definitely doesn’t mean anything. She definitely doesn’t want an opportunity to meet new people who won’t just see her as Jackie’s sidekick.
The frat house basement proves to be an almost painful cacophony of flashing lights and blaring music, that mixed with the alcohol almost makes Shauna feel like she’s in space.
Shauna almost jumps out of her skin when her aimless staring into nothingness is interrupting by a voice belonging to a girl sounding beside her.
Shauna jumps slightly, not expecting the sudden intrusion in her self-wallowing.
“What the fu-”
Oh, thank Christ—it’s just Natalie. Shauna breathes.
“Holy crap, I thought you were someone else. Who the hell invited you here?”
Natalie is standing in the doorway beside her, clearly just as surprised to see Shauna as Shauna is to see Natalie.
Natalie’s eyes narrow slightly at Shauna’s response.
”Wow, nice to see you too Shipman,” she says dryly, “And Lottie invited me, for your information, so don’t get all crazy. She actually told me you said you were sad about something and needed to unwind.”
Jackie shows up to the party with Jeff in tow, but he gets caught up in a conversation with his friends the moment they arrive. A familiar face catches Jackie’s eye—Shauna?
“Be right back,” Jackie says, giving Jeff a squeeze on his shoulder, before she heads the direction she’d seen Shauna.
Jackie’s eyes widen when she eventually spots her with Natalie—and she feels like her stomach has just dropped. Shauna looks…good. Like, really good. And Natalie has her full attention.
Shauna rolls her eyes, but the slight quirk of her lips is a dead giveaway that she’s not actually all that mad that Natalie is here. In fact, there’s a small part of her that’s almost grateful for the company.
“Yeah, yeah. I’m just messing with you,” Shauna rolls her eyes, but her mouth curls into a crooked smile. “Relax, Scatorccio. I’m not going to kick you out. I just didn’t think this kind of thing was your scene. You seem more….”
She pauses to think of a phrase that might suit a situation such as this, and something witty is on the tip of her tongue when she spots a flash of honey blonde hair among the sea of people. Of course Jackie’s here.
For fuck sake.
Jackie walks up to them, her stomach twisting when she sees Shauna’s lips curve into what almost looks like a genuine smile. God, she looks good. But she feels a swell of jealousy course through her as she watches Shauna with Natalie.
”Hey, Shauna,” Jackie says with a smile before she sees Natalie right next to her. Her smile disappears as soon as she realises Natalie is talking to Shauna—and Shauna’s actually engaging.
”Nat,” Jackie says, glancing at Shauna briefly as she does.
”Didn’t think we’d see you out of your cave.” The look she shoots Natalie is a little accusatory…almost challenging.
It’s almost as if there’s a strange shift in the air when Jackie appears, and suddenly Shauna feels like she has to be on the defensive again. Her walls go up almost instinctively—because that’s probably the only way she’ll be able to get through the rest of this conversation without losing her mind entirely.
”Natalie was just telling me about the time she got banned from a 7/11 for trying to steal beef jerky,” Shauna says, clearly trying to downplay the whole…Natalie-and-Shauna-in-the-same space-together situation.
But that look Jackie’s giving Natalie right now does something ugly to Shauna’s stomach.
Is she…jealous?
Jesus Christ, she doesn’t actually think Shauna and—and Natalie—would ever…
What a joke. Nat and her have and never will be nothing more than friends.
But there’s a part of Shauna that feels a weird sense of satisfaction at seeing Jackie look so bothered.
Jackie doesn’t like how Shauna’s looking at Natalie—like she’s impressed or enjoying herself. And Shauna clearly hadn’t been thinking of her—she probably thought Jackie wasn’t even at this party.
”Natalie trying to steal something,” Jackie rolls her eyes as she glances at Nat, “What a shocker, I never would’ve guessed. Are you sure this isn’t the first time you’ve met?”
The second part is obviously directed at Shauna. And Jackie’s voice is laced with sarcasm.
She knows that Shauna loves it when she gets jealous—not that she understands why. But it’s almost like they’re having some weird silent argument over Natalie. It’s bizarre and a little frustrating that Shauna has this effect on her.
Is this really something they’re going to turn into an argument? Really? Over Natalie Scatorccio of all people? It’s almost laughable to Shauna—she has to bite the inside of her mouth to bite back a laugh. They’re doing this now? Right now in front of Natalie? Okay then.
Of course Jackie can’t stand the thought of Shauna being friends, or even acquaintances, with anyone other than her. She probably won’t like the fact Shauna and Tai have been studying together for the past month either. But that’s a whole other can of worms.
Natalie scoffs at Jackie’s comment before giving her a once over in a way that’s definitely meant to be sassy.
“Jeez Shauna, are you sure you don’t need saving from this control freak?”
Shauna can’t help but let out a snort of laughter—she can practically see the gears turning in Jackie’s head at that, and, yeah, okay—part of her is absolutely loving this.
And the more she seems to bother Jackie, the better Shauna feels. They’re practically having a silent conversation through their eyes alone, and Shauna’s clearly enjoying the fact that she’s pushing Jackie’s buttons. It’s like a game to her.
Shauna’s not sure what they’re even arguing about anymore—only that it feels like a battle she can’t afford to lose.
Jackie’s eyes linger on Shauna the whole time—and she can feel jealousy swell inside her. She wants the conversation to be over, and for Natalie to just not be here. If she were any less mature, she’d tell Natalie where to go.
She doesn’t want to make a scene though—and there’s so many people around. It’s just…hard to make Natalie leave when she’s making Shauna talk.
She doesn’t like how they’re standing so close.
”No,” Jackie snaps, not even looking at Natalie, “We’re good. Aren’t we Shauna?”
She smiles—it’s fake, overly sweet, and she’s just trying to make Natalie leave. Because it’s obvious Natalie is antagonising her, on purpose.
Shauna doesn’t miss the insinuation in Jackie’s voice—the one that almost screams ‘you’re mine’ louder than her words are—and it makes her both want to throw her arms around Jackie immediately, and be even pettier and stick her tongue out like a five-year-old.
So naturally, Shauna chooses to take the middle ground and not pick a side.
”Yeah, I guess I kinda like having my leash pulled sometimes, Shauna says with a sly grin before she downs the rest of her cup.
It takes everything Shauna has not to let her emotions show on her face—to look as cool and nonchalant as she can. To appear like she isn’t absolutely loving these little games of theirs.
Jackie raises her eyebrows when Shauna downs the rest of her cup—her lips twitching with amusement. And she’s not upset when Shauna says that, she likes it actually. And she also likes how Shauna knows exactly what she’s doing. But they’re in a room full of people right now—and Natalie’s here.
She wants to push Shauna into the nearest bathroom and make her regret those words. She wants to bite her, tell her not to be such a flirt, that she’s going to lose control. Her words make her want to forget Natalie is standing two feet away. She’s a little mortified that Nat even heard that, but she can’t do anything about it now.
So she leans in and grins as she lowers her voice, “If you like having your leash pulled so badly, Shipman,” she says, “then why don’t we try you being on all fours?”
And with that, Natalie seems to have sensed the atmosphere. Like she knows she’s clearly interrupting something.
”Alright guys,” Natalie says, a slightly weirded out and almost knowing look on her face as she puts up her hands in mock surrender, “I know when I’m not wanted. See you later Shipman.”
It takes every ounce of Shauna’s willpower to not completely flush an embarrassing shade of red in front of Natalie.
Jesus Christ, this was not exactly what Shaua had in mind with that response. But there’s a small, excited, part of her that can’t help but thrill at the fact that Jackie’s clearly very much on the same train of thought that Shauna is.
All she can do is clear her throat and try to regain even an ounce of her dignity as Natalie leaves.
The way Natalie makes a very wise choice the hell out of there is like a little present to her. Like the universe itself has given her the perfect opportunity to really get under Jackie’s skin now.
“Jeez, kinky much.”
But Shauna leans in as well—her breath hot against Jackie’s ear—and drops her voice to that throaty purr that she knows makes Jackie absolutely stupid.
“..But only if you promise to leave it on.”
Jackie stiffens slightly as Shauna leans in close, a small groan leaving her mouth as Shauna husks against her ear and she bites her lip to try and stop herself from making a much more embarrassing noise.
And at that, Jackie’s had enough of being in a crowded room. She reaches down and takes Shauna’s hand, pulling her further and further away from everyone else and towards the bathroom—but not before she tells a passing friend of hers:
“Find Taissa. Tell her if anyone tries to use the bathroom in here, knock as hard as you can.”
Shauna follows Jackie willingly, a little amused smirk on her face because she knows *exactly* where this is going. And she’s so goddamn ready for it too.
Shauna simply laughs and lets herself be pulled along by a very clearly frustrated Jackie.
She knows it’s a little mean, but she can’t help it. She knows she’ll pay for it eventually, but Shauna doesn’t mind paying the price for being such a tease. Shauna likes a little punishment every now and then.
It’s not surprising that Tai will be playing defence for them, and Shauna can’t help but smile at the thought—because what would she and Jackie do without Tai?
They’re actually doing this.
At some frat house, of all places.
Her hands find purchase on Jackie’s hips almost instantaneously as soon as they cross the threshold of the bathroom and get the door shut behind them. Shauna presses herself against Jackie and slides a leg in between Jackie’s to hold them there whilst she’s on Jackie’s lips before either of them can get a word out.
Jackie lets out a small groan as Shauna gets into her space, her arms wrapping around Shauna’s shoulders as her hand comes up to her hair to tug gently.
She gasps slightly as Shauna presses her leg between hers and is suddenly almost atop her, and she smiles slightly before kissing her back with urgency—hard—with a lot of force and even more tongue. Her nails dig into Shauna’s shoulders and drag down her back.
She’s already losing control—and she can barely think straight.
Her hands snake down Shauna’s back and to her behind—and she grabs it roughly.
She’s wanted this—wished for it all night. And she doesn’t care how shameless she is about it.
Jackie’s kisses are needy and desperate and hungry—wanting to get her mouth on every piece of skin she can. She’s been waiting all week for this and this is how Shauna repays her. It makes her want to be even more difficult.
Shauna lets out a low moan as Jackie digs her nails into her skin and pulls her as close as possible whilst pressing her thigh against the warmth between Jackie’s legs and swallowing every little sound that leaves Jackie’s lips hungrily—desperately.
She wraps her arms tightly around Jackie’s waist and brings her even further in, as if she were trying to fuse them together, and makes a low, slightly muffled pleased sound against Jackie’s mouth as she slides a hand underneath the hem of her skirt, nails digging into her soft skin. She wants control, and she wants it now.
She slides her teeth along Jackie’s bottom lip, gently biting down before she pulls back.
“God, you were so jealous back there, it was kinda cute,” she whispers against Jackie’s lips, her breath hot and heady.
Jackie lets out a sound that’s half-growl, half-moan as Shauna bites her bottom lip and drags her hand up her thigh. She lets Shauna take control—knows that she needs to be put in her place tonight, even after all of her confident bravado earlier. She doesn’t like that Nat called Shauna by her nickname.
She’s all for the soft, sensual touches, letting Shauna take control. Her breathing is rough as she rocks herself against Shauna’s thigh, her eyes fluttering closed.
She’s almost embarrassed that she’s this worked up and they’ve only just started; it doesn’t take much friction from Shauna’s leg for her to get turned on. She loves when Shauna takes control—especially during times like this when it’s unexpected and unplanned. She needs Shauna. She bites her lip as Shauna’s hand travels over her thighs, her hips thrusting forwards as Shauna’s hand gets further up her thigh.
She’s so painfully aware how close the party is right now. And the last thing she wants to do is draw attention to their whereabouts. But the more control Shauna assumes, the more Jackie’s brain shuts off.
“S-Shut up.” She mumbles weakly.
Shauna laughs at Jackie’s response—she’s clearly still a little miffed from Shauna calling her out.
She brings her lips to Jackie’s ear again, nibbles at it for a second and hums with some sort of smug satisfaction.
“I don’t think you actually want me to be quiet, baby,” Shauna says as she leans in closer and trails her lips across Jackie’s neck, biting down gently on the spot where shoulder and neck meet before she places a kiss beneath Jackie’s ear. Her voice is a low, husky whisper against Jackie’s skin, and Shauna is loving how reactive she is right now. She’s almost positive that if she stopped, Jackie would probably beg her for more.