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Chapter List
- 1-Cool Whip
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Author:
Andie Kennedy

Rating:
NC-17

Summary:
Andie and Ayva have some Cool Whip, which is, apparently, an
aphrodesiac.

Pairings:
Andie/Ayva

Characters:
Andie and Ayva

Disclaimer: Don�t own anything Harry Potterish. Or any characters but Andie.
And I don�t think Cool Whip actually does that. XD

Note: The TTLG
room is a secret room in Hogwarts that can only be found by falling through a
mirror in the library.

Cool Whip

Andie entered the Through the Looking Glass
room and shifted her backpack as she looked around. It was especially heavy, as
she was laden with several thick textbooks. She took a few more steps into the
room.

Surprisingly, only Ayva was in the room, and she was sitting lazily in the
couch, spooning gobs of Cool Whip from a tub between her legs.

�Hi,� Andie breathed, covering the distance to the couch and flopping down next
to Ayva as she dropped the backpack to the floor with a heavy thunk. She rolled
her shoulders. They had begun to get sore from the heavy load. She was
convinced that eventually she was going to turn into a hunchback. She was going
to be Quasimodo.

�Hey, Anders,� the other Ravenclaw greeted cheerfully. She was a tad spun, on
account of the Cool Whip. She frowned when she noticed her friend uncomfortably
roll her shoulders. �You okay?�

�Yeah, my shoulders just�� She was cut off when Ayva tossed the Cool Whip onto
a nearby table and turned Andie around, so that her back was to Ayva.

Then Ayva�s hands found Andie�s shoulders and peeled off the other girl�s
button-up over-shirt that she had on over a tank top. Andie didn�t stop her as
her finger lightly traced the scar on her shoulder, before she used her thumbs
to soothingly rub the muscles between her shoulder blades.

Ayva�s relaxing massage felt extraordinarily calming to Andie�s tightly-wound
body. Her classes had been getting harder, and her body was paying the price.
She couldn�t help but moan as she felt the tense pain in her muscles slowly
leak out of her skin at Ayva�s touch. As Ayva�s fingers dug pleasantly into her
flesh, Andie�s head lulled back, falling against Ayva�s shoulder and baring her
neck.

Ayva was a bit surprised that the massage was having such an effect on the
other girl. She seemed almost like she was in a trance. And, maybe it was only
the Cool Whip, but Andie�s neck looked extremely tempting.

She wasn�t sure what made her do it, but Ayva leaned forward before she could
stop herself, pressing a lazy kiss to Andie�s throat. The only response she got
from Andie was another low moan of pleasure. Emboldened, Ayva�s fingers strayed
from her shoulders, trailing down her front.

A slight brush of warm tongue over Andie�s throat then another soft kiss, this
time pressed in the dimple right underneath her ear.

Andie�s eyes were still closed when Ayva pulled away slightly and calmly began
swirling her finger in the container of Cool Whip. �Want some?� she asked Andie
as if nothing had happened, scooping the purple tinged cream with a crooked
finger and slowly pushing it past her pliant lips.

Andie opened her eyes and looked at Ayva dazedly. �Sure,� she said, scooting
closer to stick a finger in the slightly gooey substance, eyeing the placid
Ayva with more than a little wariness. Ayva just giggled.

Bored and with nothing to do, she�d entered the secret room and had been
disappointed to find nothing except the extra large tub of Cool Whip on the
table. She didn�t see the sparks shooting off it or the faint purple shadow
that seemed to color the circular ridges carved in the smooth surface; she had
begun eating it listlessly. As she did, she seemed to slip into a world free of
inhibitions, where the cacophony of color and sound was pleasantly deafening,
the kaleidoscope of music and light increased her hypersensitivity until she
was aware of every single inch of her skin, which had begun tingling the second
Andie walked into the room, stirring the molecules of air around them.

Every single hair on her arms and the back of her neck seemed to be standing on
end�the rushing sound of blood on her ears seemed to be getting louder and more
insistent; she was falling, falling with exhilarating rapidness into an endless
expanse of color. Swaying slightly, Ayva let her head drop on Andie�s shoulder
and savored the tingling warmness of the girl�s skin as it anchored her and
slowed her descent. She could almost taste Andie�s confusion as it rose in the air
and curled like wispy smoke question marks. Ayva, now overcome by a fierce
burst of giggles, turned her head towards the blonde and tried to explain.

The laughter, as well as any coherence that might have been lurking under the
shimmering colors, died instantly and withered so that all that came out of
Ayva�s mouth was a strangled gasp: their faces were hardly a breath apart,
noses almost brushing with tantalizing softness.

Looking into Ayva�s eyes, Andie slipped her Cool Whip-covered finger between her
lips, swirling her tongue around her finger and licking it clean. She saw Ayva
swallow nervously as her eyes flickered to Andie�s lips.

�You missed some,� Ayva breathed, reaching up to her friend�s lips. The pad of
her finger swiped lightly over Andie�s bottom lip, scooping up a bit of cream
that hadn�t made it onto her mouth. Ayva looked contemplative for a moment
before dipping the finger into her own mouth and cleaning it of the gooey
substance. She could hear the sharp intake of breath from Andie and her
attention was drawn to the other girl�s soft, supple lips.

Neither of them could honestly have said, with any certainty, who kissed who
first. They both leaned in at almost the same time, Ayva�s hand coming up to
rest on the back of Andie�s head and Andie�s fingers falling to Ayva�s thigh.
As she lightly dragged her tongue along Andie�s bottom lip, Ayva felt fingers
unconscientiously dig into the skin of her thigh and Andie�s lips part
slightly, providing entry for her tongue.

Her fingers curled into blonde tendrils as Andie�s tongue shyly brushed against
hers. One of them whimpered. Or maybe it was both of them. It didn�t matter.
Both girls� minds were too clouded to know or care.

Andie lightly skimmed her tongue along the roof of Ayva�s mouth, eliciting a
shiver from the other girl and making her press forward insistently, moaning
into the warmth of Andie�s mouth. Maybe it was the needy desperation, the
underlying lustfulness of that sound that made them move; they both shifted
easily over the rough upholstery until it was hard to tell who was sitting on
whose lap; legs were entwined around each other�s waists.

It didn�t seem to occur to any of them that this wasn�t normal behavior�every
trace of rational thought had left their heads as soon as their lips touched.
�Ayva,� Andie panted, momentarily withdrawing her tongue from where it was
caressing the other girl�s, and silencing Ayva�s protest with a firm bite on
the plump, protruding lower lip that had started to form into a pout. �Ayva,�
she said again, and this time her voice was less fuzzy.

�Mmmm?� Ayva had abandoned herself to the ecstasy that was coursing through her
body in shockingly cold and hot waves, rendering her breathless, making her
tremble uncontrollably. Andie pulled away again, this time to begin a trail of
wet, open mouthed kisses down the side of Ayva�s sensitive neck. �Fuck Andie--�
Ayva moaned again, voice hoarse with repressed lust and longing.

Andie smiled against her neck. �You�re getting there,� she murmured.

She felt Ayva�s hands come up to grip her shoulders as she dragged her tongue
down the column of her neck. Fingernails lightly dug into her skin. Not hard
enough to make her uncomfortable, just enough to make her nip lightly at the
skin covering Ayva�s collarbone in response. She hesitated momentarily before
dipping her tongue into her friend�s clavicle, taking up the taste of salty
skin and relishing it. Ayva whimpered softly. So she did it again. And was
rewarded by Ayva roughly grabbing her by the hair and dragging her up for
another heated kiss.

It was certainly good that nobody walked in just then, as it might have
dissolved the mood�as well as their friendship�in the heated haze of
embarrassment and awareness. Impatient to have more of the other girl�s body,
Ayva pushed Andie�s shoulders until the girl was lying on her back, nestled
between the large violet cushions, legs bent and slightly open.

Kneeling in front of her, Ayva felt a burst of coldness rush to her stomach as
she took in the utter eroticness of the Andie�s pose. Swallowing hard, she
nudged the knees a little more open and lay down between them, on the girl�s
stomach. It didn�t work out, as it usually did in fiction, that every piece of
clothing melted away. Indeed, the skirt Andie wore were devilishly hard to
undo, as were the cotton knickers she wore under them.

Damp cotton knickers, Ayva amended in her head as her fingers left the
waistband of the skirt and slipped inside, caressing lightly the elastic edge
of the knickers where they encircled Andie�s thighs.

Andie shivered as she felt Ayva�s fingers brush her thigh and involuntarily
raised her hips, urging Ayva to do something to quell the waves of lust
coursing through her body.

�Ayva, goddammit,� she groaned, throwing her forearm over her eyes. Ayva
smirked and let the panties snap back against her skin. She heard Andie suck in
a breath and saw her fingers curl into the couch.

�What�s the magic word?� Ayva whispered seductively. Andie grabbed her hand and
attempted to force it back to the heated spot between her legs.

�Now,� Andie guessed, her teeth grinding together with barely repressed sexual
need.

�Nope, guess again,� Ayva said, smiling and sliding her finger down the front
of the outside of Andie�s damp panties. Andie whined pitifully. �Say it, Andie.
Come on.� Through her harsh breathing, she mumbled something unintelligible.
�What was that?�

�Please. Ayva, please,� she begged in breathless anticipation. Ayva grinned and
hooked her thumb into the sides of the panties, pulling them slowly down over
Andie�s hips. She tossed them, not caring where they landed. A wave of
nervousness crept slowly up her neck, but the expression on Andie�s face was
enough to beat it away. She tentatively reached her fingers between Andie�s
thighs and touched her.

She faltered for a second as her hand met the moist warmth of Andie�s flesh,
not knowing what to do, not knowing how to answer the desperate pleading look
on Andie�s eyes. Something in the writhing girl spoke to her though, and
stirred the ice hot tendrils of lust creeping up her thighs. Letting
instinct�and her own solitary explorations�guide her, Ayva brought her lips to
the swell of Andie�s exposed breasts and allowed her cold fingers to wriggle
in.

Andie�s momentarily surprised gasp was quickly followed by a deep, heavy moan,
charged with such carnal greed it seemed nearly palpable and made Ayva�s tongue
start working on Andie�s soft skin with an enthusiastic salaciousness that
surprised even her. She was really starting to get into this, much more so when
Andie began jerking her hips upward to meet Ayva�s probing touch.

When Andie felt Ayva�s fingers slip inside her, she gasped at the coolness of
her skin. She didn�t know what she liked more, Ayva�s fingers, or Ayva�s mouth.
And her decision wasn�t being made any easier by the actions they were
performing. So she opted not to choose, and to just wriggle helplessly in
mindless pleasure.

She felt Ayva�s fingers warm to her body temperature as they moved inside her.
And Ayva didn�t seem totally inexperienced. If she had, Andie wouldn�t have
been reacting the way she was.

But, regardless of previous experience, they were both bombarded by naughty
thoughts and fantasies as their exploits continued.

Ayva�s mouth left damp spots on Andie�s creamy skin that felt cool when the air
hit them, making her shiver a bit. Ayva moved her head down a bit, leaving a
trail of kisses through the valley between Andie�s breasts and down her rib
cage as she counted them with her lips. Andie gasped softly when she felt
Ayva�s tongue delve into her bellybutton, her teeth lightly nipping the flesh
around the hollow.

Warm breath tickling the skin around Andie�s navel, Ayva paused for just a
second before allowing her tongue to join the fingers that were moving rapidly
inside the blonde. The girl�s response to this was certainly enthusiastic if
the impatient jerking of her hips as she flailed, moaning heavily, was any
indication. Lips curved in a grin, Ayva smiled into Andie�s skin, tongue
delving deeply beside her fingers.

It didn�t take too long for Andie to begin jerking in earnest, swinging a leg
around Ayva, who nearly suffocated against the wet warmth. Letting out a rather
strangled noise, she nevertheless kept licking as Andie�s body began to tense
with the oncoming orgasm.

Andie�s nails clawed at her own thighs, not wanting to restrict Ayva�s
movements by grasping handfuls of her hair. Nasty red welts appeared on her
pale skin as she struggled to control the scream she felt building inside her.
She�d never really been one of the people who enjoyed vocalizing during sex,
but this time she really couldn�t help herself.

Ayva�s fingers pressed hard against her G-spot, her tongue pressing against
Andie�s clit, shoving Andie violently spiraling into her first ever multiple
orgasm. She arched up, Ayva�s fingers continuing to stroke her even as her
muscles tightened around them. She shuddered uncontrollably, crying out as she
came and finally her body went limp.

Years later, lying on the couch in the living room Andie now shared with her
fianc�, the girls hadn�t forgotten about this brief but very momentous
occasion. They sat together, holding hands, neither listening to the soft
murmur of voices as their friends conversed in the very dim room�for under the
afghan that covered their laps, Andie�s fingers were tracing the same pattern
Ayva�s had so long ago.

La Fin
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