The Edge Of Us (Freenbecky )

CHAPTER THREE

Freen grinned. Becky looked up and met eye contact with her, and gave her a sly smile. She smiled back.

Heidi was aware that Freen's focus had shifted to someone else in the room. She turned her head around to see who she was smiling at, and saw Becky quickly flicking her head back down to her open paperback.

"Huh? Oh, sorry, I didn't realize I was. I'm just kind of spacing.." Freen shrugged, playing it cool as she tucked some hair behind her ear.

"Hmmm. Okay, did you get a different value for y this time?" Heidi replied, going straight back to work.

Freen was thankful when the bell finally rang and jumped up eagerly from her seat. Becky had been teasing her all class period. Both of them had chemistry next, but not with Heidi since she was in the AP class, something neither Freen nor Becky would ever be caught dead in.

She left Heidi quickly and walked down the hall towards her next class, but stopped at the janitor's closet, slipping inside and leaving the door cracked.

When Becky walked by, she grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the closet with her, shutting the door and enclosing them in darkness.

"What are you doing?" Becky asked, giggling.

Freen pressed her mouth up against hers, shutting her up. "Mmmm." Becky hummed with a smile.

"I needed that. Okay, come on."

"What are you talking about?" Freen frowned.

"Come on where?"

"Uh, chemistry? Duh, Freen." Becky giggled again.

Freen pressed her up against the wall. "You're not going anywhere until I say you are," she said gruffly, but in a light tone. Becky put her hands up to her cheeks and kissed her hungrily.

"What are you going to try to do?" she asked, "Lay me in a closet? I don't think that's a good idea, Freen."

"No." Freen shrugged. "I wasn't going to try to bang you against this wall, but I do want to kiss and touch you for a while, until I've gotten enough out of my system so that I'm able to make it through the end of the day before I get to see you and I have my way completely with you."

Becky laughed, ignoring the fluttering of her heart at Freen's words.

"Have your way with me?" she joked, "Freen, I don't want to be raped."

Freen laughed back and then pressed her lips hard against hers, holding them in the same place for a minute before she pulled away roughly.

"I see, you're just going to manhandle me then for now, right?" Becky raised both eyebrows.

"Absolutely." Freen said. She kissed down her neck and wasted no time pulling the sleeves of her dress off her shoulders, sliding the dress down to just above her navel, her unbuttoned job allowing her to do so.

Freen was quite pleased to discover she wasn't wearing a bra. She slipped her hands over her breasts and kneaded them gently, crashing her lips against Becky's once again. She loved kissing her.

Small noises escaped Becky's mouth into Freen's own due to the pleasure of her working hands on her breasts.

Freen pulled away from her lips gently and brought one of her fingers up to her mouth, pushing it softly in.

Becky smiled and sucked on it. Freen took the now wet fingertip and ran it back around her hardening nipples. She did the same with her other finger and likewise her other breast. Becky bit her lip and let out a low moan.

"Freen, you're going to tell on us," Becky breathed, eyes almost droopy.

"What are you talking about?" Freen asked with furrowed eyebrows. Becky ran her fingers along the large bulge developing in her jeans that had been pressing up against her inner thigh, biting her lip.

"This," she whispered. Freen whined and unbuttoned her jeans, freeing her erection from its denim prison.

Becky reached inside her boxer briefs, running her fingertips along the length of her.

"I'll try to calm it until I'm able to take care of you completely tonight," Becky said, pushing them down and taking her in both of her hands, massaging her. It took all the willpower Freen had, but she pried her hands off of her.

"You have to stop," she practically whined, "You're only making the situation worse. If you keep going like this I'm afraid I'll cum in my pants and that would be embarrassing."

Becky laughed a little, "I'm sorry," she said, "I can't wait to be alone with you again tonight," she added, whispering lowly into her ear.

"Boner, Becky," Freen said, looking up at the ceiling and trying to direct her concentration elsewhere.

"You keep making it worse."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Becky said, giggling, and pulling the sleeves of her dress back up, fixing herself, and smoothing out the back of her hair that had been pressed against the cement wall.

"We should get to class," Freen said.

"We won't be that late."

"Yeah, I guess," Becky said, sighing. Freen started to take her hand to pull her out of the closet, but she didn't follow. She turned around to see what the holdup was.

"Freen?" Becky asked, biting her lower lip.

"Yeah?" she replied.

"Do you think you'd ever take me up to the roof, you know your special place where you take Heidi?" Becky asked sheepishly, continuing to chew on her bottom lip.

"Oh, um, well Becky, I'd love to, but... that's a very public place. I mean people outside could look up and see us." Freen ran a hand through her hair guiltily.

"Okay," Becky said quietly. She looked down at her now slightly mused dress, straightening it. Heidi got the rooftop and the dinner dates, she got the janitor's closet and late-night booty calls. But she'd known that was to be expected from the beginning.

"Come on, we should we should really get to class now," Freen said, taking Becky's hand in hers again, squeezing softly. She followed her out silently.

"I'm sorry," Freen added quietly, sensing her sadness. Becky nodded and followed her out, to go to chemistry class, where she would daydream all period of Freen kissing her with the passion she'd kissed her with in the closet, up in the middle of the roof, while all the students watched from below.