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idontplaytrack · 2 days ago

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All I want is…

Capri Donahue x fem! reader

Warnings: MDNI, smut. Capri takes reader’s virginity. Coarse language, fluff ending

“All I want is to be your girl”

“Darby, you’ve got to be kidding me.” You sighed.

“It’s a dare. And no, not kidding.”

“She’s terrifying.”

“No, she’s not.” Darby told you, “People are just scared of her because they put her on a pedestal, make her popular. But she’s not that different.”

“That’s easy for you to say.” You sulked.

“You need a date to the prom, right?” Alex chimed in.

“Yeah, so?” You scoffed, licking your lips.

“It’s at the end of the week. You don’t have a date…and she doesn’t have a date. Tell me that’s not meant to be.”

“I’m not meant to be talking to someone like her.” You glared at your best friends.

Darby raised a brow then squinted at you, “She won’t kill you. Just go for it, she’s queer.”

You exhaled harshly, folding your arms across your chest, “What makes you think that she would even consider going to the prom with me and be seen by everyone with me?”

“Here she comes.” Darby pushed you slightly forward. “Hey.” You glared at her. “Do it. Before you lose your chance.”

“What the hell do you mean, lose my chance?” You were getting annoyed and honestly just flounced up to her and asked Capri straightforwardly.

Capri’s locker creaked eerily as it shut, she looked at you, gaze not as scary as you thought it would be. She smiled at you, “Sure.”

“Why?” That came out quicker than you could process it.

“We both need a date to the prom, right?” She asked, seemingly biting back a smirk.

“Right.” You shrugged, swallowing thickly.

“See you later in Biology.” Capri flashed you another smile before she walked away to her class. It was gym class, you guessed. You didn’t even think that she knew you were in the same Bio class as she was, but apparently you were wrong.

The rest of the day went by as per usual. Until it was time for Biology, Capri who was usually too obsessed with James now had the time to say hi to you and even Darby. They broke up about half a year ago and kids in school were still talking about it, starting new rumours. It was annoying whenever someone asked you what you thought about whatever new theory they concocted up that week.

You shared a bench with Alex in Bio, Darby shared one with James. Capri was on the other side of the room, minding her own business talking to her friends. But, Alex kept staring at you like he was expecting you to spill some tea.

“Will you stop staring at me?” You said in a hushed voice.

“What’d she say?”

“Said yes. Why?” You answered calmly.

“So why are you saying she’s terrifying?” He said that a little too loudly and some girls seated at a certain bench were now staring at you. You felt their gaze. Well, shit. And now you were feeling uneasy again.

But still, you pushed through and made it through the day. You were now at your locker to put away some books you didn’t need before leaving school and heading home. Capri stopped you at the last second. “Oh!” You inhaled sharply, body tense as you felt her hand on your shoulder. “…yes?”

“Damn, are you alright? I’m not a ghost, y/n.”

“Yeah.” You cleared your throat, “About what you heard—”

“Wait, is that why you kept avoiding me today? Girl— I couldn’t care less what people say. I know the truth about myself and I know some people are scared of me. If you are, I can’t blame you. But I’m sorry, I really— I really want to get to know you. I want more friends than just the same few people.”

You relaxed, and finally looked at her properly. “I wanted to ask if you wanted me to pick you up for prom or if we should meet somewhere and come to school together.” Capri continued now that she’s got your attention.

“Um…” You avoided her eyes, “I don’t know.”

“I’ll pick you up then.” She smiled at you— again. Damn it. Capri held out her phone, “Put your number in. I’ll text you, then you let me know your address.”

“Okay.” You answered simply, taking her phone and inputting your phone number.

“What are you doing after this?”

“Huh?” You narrowed your eyes at her, handing her the phone back.

“I mean, you going home or going out?” She asked while typing in a name for your contact.

“Going home. I need a nap.” Your reply was curt, “See you around.”

“Oh,” Capri didn’t even know how to react, “See you tomorrow.” You headed for the doors without turning back. Once home, you took a shower after quickly texting Capri your address.

—————

It was Monday, and the prom was Friday. Truthfully you didn’t have much time to prepare. You had no idea what you were going to wear, though you had like— two new dresses you’ve never worn before, so you were likely just going to decide between the two. In fact, you were not even expecting to be going to the prom with a date.

But right now? It was nap time. You couldn’t fall asleep till past 1am last night and you were in desperate need of some rest. You didn’t even check if Capri had responded. In the end, you woke up around midnight, got a snack then just went on your phone to pass time.

Chuckling at Capri’s texts, you plugged your phone in to charge while you got comfy under the covers once again. Maybe Capri wasn’t too bad after all, you just had to get to know her better than everyone else thinks they did. Well, you were hoping. She better not be putting on an act and humiliate you in front of the entire school. You’d definitely seem like a damn fool then.

The next day at school, Capri was the first person you saw. “Hey.” She greeted. You waved lacklusterly, continuing your walk to your locker. Then, you made it to homeroom with Alex. Darby was in the same homeroom as Capri instead, but you’d see her next period in Spanish class. Today however, you had lunch alone since your friends had theirs one period before yours. So you were minding your own business eating while scrolling through your phone when someone sat opposite you.

“Capri.” You sighed.

“Wow, didn’t know I was that boring.” She chuckled.

“Why aren’t you with your friends?”

“Why can’t I sit with whoever I want?” She asked back.

“Sorry, I was just asking.” You stabbed your fork into the pasta and ate the mouthful, “Never see you sit with anyone else anyway.”

Capri raised a brow, but you didn’t see it, too focused on staring at your food instead to avoid looking at her and seeming too interested in someone you got dared to ask out. “Y’know— my friends dared me to ask you to the prom?”

“So why did you anyway?” She laughed.

“I dunno, maybe I just don’t wanna go to the prom alone anymore this year?”

Capri hummed, the rest of the lunch period then proceeded in silence. But she was in your English class right after so you could not get rid of her if you tried. Well, she sat next to you, and when you tried to move, someone else took the last available desk so you were very much stuck in your current spot— you just treated her like she wasn’t there. It wasn’t that hard, it wasn’t like she was talking to you either.

Capri seemed to have finally gotten the hint and did not try talking to you for the rest of the day. Which was what you wanted anyway. That continued all the way until she picked you up for the prom.

She looked good. She looked absolutely freaking gorgeous, literally took your breath away you could barely get a word out.

“You look nice.” You eventually managed.

“You look pretty nice yourself.” She laughed lightly and gave you a hug before opening the door to the front passenger seat for you. You got in, buckled your seatbelt and she started driving away. Surprisingly, the conversation flowed pretty easy. “Can I ask you a question?”

“Of course.” She answered, keeping her eyes on the road.

“Did you have something to drink before you picked me up? Like alcohol?”

“Maybe a little.” She admitted.

“Oh.” You shrugged, “You didn’t bring any, did you? Otherwise you’re going to get in trouble.”

“Relax, I didn’t.”

Alex and Darby arrived right around the same time you and Capri did. But, they quickly left you alone after a brief greeting. You couldn’t find them after that, so you just stuck with Capri. Her teammates didn’t come up to her either, so far. It’s been about ten minutes and you two were by the snacks, each holding onto a drink— water and fruit punch.

You two shared a glance. And then laughed, “It’s…a little boring isn’t it?”

You nodded, sipping on your punch. “Wanna dance?” Capri asked. You took a deep breath and agreed, even though you had no clue how to dance. You were not about to admit that to school royalty. Somehow, that went by okay, the harder part was ignoring all the attention that was on you because of who your date was. There was a lot of murmuring, a lot of pointing…you didn’t like it one bit. As the time went by, you began to feel more and more comfortable. It didn’t take Capri long to realise.

————

“Hey.” She had lead you to a corner of the gymnasium, at the back— near the doors. “You good?”

“Right now? Not really.” You spat out, “I don’t like all the attention.”

“Should we ditch?”

You looked at her, pondering. “I mean, you seem to be having a good time. And I— I was…”

“But…”

You continued, “It’s getting too much. I’m uncomfortable as hell.”

“Let’s go.” Capri decided, taking your hand in hers.

As she drove away, the school building looks smaller and smaller. And now that it was quiet again, your mind drifts back to earlier on in the evening. When you two were about to dance, Capri did not hesitate for a second to put her arm around you. Feeling her hand sliding across your skin, your heart began to slam against your chest. You liked that physical touch, though you wouldn’t admit it yet. Unbeknownst to you, you were in for quite the surprise of your life that night.

Standing in her kitchen, the brunette offers you a sip of her beer. You declined. She gasped playfully, “You’ve never tried it?”

“Nope.”

“Wanna try?” She asked.

“Just one sip.” You snorted, laughing as you took the metal can from her and took a cautious sip. “Yep, that’s enough for me. Hate it.”

“Fair.” She shrugged, drinking the beer again. “Do you think I’m scary?”

“Not scarier than the kids at school idolising you.” You answered bluntly. “I actually—”

Yeah, no you couldn’t. You couldn’t possibly have feelings for this girl and expect her to feel the same way about you. Even if you could admit it, you still felt like a sinner.

Capri looked at you, waiting for you to continue. You only said, “Actually, never mind. Forget about that.”

“No, go on.” She nudged.

“Doesn’t matter.” You added on dismissively.

Capri’s gaze softened, feeling the silence grow tense. You felt an ache in your throat and stinging in your eyes, you were once again avoiding her face. You laughed wryly, “If I told you I like you, would you believe it?”

“Yeah, I would. Because you got dared by your friends to ask me out to the prom and you would never do something if you didn’t like it . That, I know about you.” As she sipped on the beer, she led you up the stairs to her room.

Well, she honestly chugged half the can by the time the bedroom door clicked shut. “Are you…alright?” You gnawed on your lower lip, watching her raise her brows and stare into space for a second.

She laughs airily, “I am. Just tipsy. So…y/n, this your first time in another girl’s bedroom?”

You nearly snorted. “What do you mean?”

“What I mean…is, have you ever been with a girl. Alone. In her room.” She set the can down on her vanity and walked up to you, a finger on your chest lowered you to sit on the edge of her bed.

“No.” You let out a nervous laugh. “What’s happening?”

She nudged you again, now you fell onto your back, she smoothly straddled you, “Do you wanna have sex?”

Your eyes definitely went wide, “Are you okay? Like, seriously.”

“I’m not drunk, I know I’m straddling you right now on my bed. It’s a legitimate question. You like me…and I like you, so…if you want we could definitely do it.”

“Yeah, sure, fuck it.” You gave in. You two were alone, who was going to stop you? As soon as she heard that, she started to kiss you. Soft and slow, you immediately tasted the alcohol but you soon couldn’t care less. Only wanting more from her already. “You’ve never done this before?”

“Nope.” You murmured, kissing her back like it was a reflex.

She grinned, eager. “Just follow my lead, ‘kay?”

You nodded, reconnecting your lips with hers. Capri kept at it for a bit, then you feel her tongue grazing your lips, like it was seeking permission to enter your mouth. You parted your mouth, allowing her to do so. Her tongue explored each little crevice of it happily. A quiet moan slips from your mouth, prompting Capri to trail down south.

“You doing okay?” She asked while trying to remove your dress.

“Mhm.” You answered hastily.

“If you wanna stop just tell me, okay?” Capri’s eyes flicked up to look at you. You only managed to nod your head. The following few minutes were spent in relative silence. Once your dress was out of the way, Capri took her sweet time covering every bit of your body with her kisses. And when you’d make just a little bit of noise, Capri went back and worked that area over.

You knew this wasn’t her first time, everyone knew that. But no one knew she was this good. She has only ever been with James, but now? It was you. She was with you, sitting on you, kissing you, practically worshiping every inch of your body. The butterflies in your chest were intense.

“Why are you so shy now?” She asked innocently enough, “I wanna hear how good I’m making you feel, baby.” Her finger hooked through the hem of your underwear and slid it off, Capri saw the string of slick getting pulled out along with the fabric. When you felt her lips wrapped around your nipple, you whimpered breathily causing her to suck on the nub harshly and you to make that same noise.

“Aren’t you a good girl?” A smug grin on her face but you didn’t see it. You could definitely hear it in her voice though. “So wet for me…and so quickly…”

“Fuck, Capri.” You grumbled. Annoyed that she was teasing you this much, but still excited. You didn’t know much of what to expect, but you were absolutely having the time of your life right now.

“What, baby?” Capri asked sweetly, climbing off of you and sitting next to you instead. As confused as you were, she was still moving so you didn’t complain. “Legs back.” She tapped your thigh, and so you opened up for her obediently. You watched her, she moved slightly to get a better view. Her hand cupped your mound, sliding lower and gathering your arousal. Her middle finger glides into you, she expertly pushes up against a specific spot, causing a whine to erupt from your throat. You tried your damn best to keep quiet, but that repetitive motion made your mouth become a broken dam…noises were already spilling from it and your vision was getting clouded. She wasn’t going fast by any means, but the pleasure was incredible.

“That feel good?” She asked, watching your face. You nodded without wasting a second, “Fuck.”

Capri lets out an exhale in amusement, a second finger teasing your folds and then your entrance. You didn’t object so she went ahead and added finger number two to the mix. “Oh, fuck—” You groaned lowly, feeling the change, but she kept at the same pace. She was still looking at you, you caught that glimpse of concern. “I’m fine. ‘m fine—” You panted. She leaned down, crashing her lips onto yours once again, just like that…you got more riled up. The worry and discomfort faded into the abyss before you could even realise it. Capri finally started to go faster as your body reacted, as she heard the whines, whimpers and moans you were rewarding her with.

When you felt yourself tightening around her digits, Capri slowed down her pace and eventually came to a halt. You loudly objected that. She smirked— again. You scoffed, “Please.”

Her fingertips barely ghosted your cunt, tickling your cunt. You flinched, she started to rub that bundle of nerves casually. That was not enough. The girl definitely got off on seeing you being all needy. Your mind was blank, with the only thing on it being her.

“Do you think…you can take more?” She asked in a husky voice which sent a goddamn chill down your spine. You whimpered, swallowing harshly. You looked away, she tilted your chin so that you could face her again. “What?” You asked, puzzled.

“Strap?” She suggested. You immediately agreed, you didn’t care what it was, you needed her, and you needed her— stat.

She left the bed, now in her closet. You hear her moving things around then her putting on the harness. You could barely see her through the corner of your eye. “Capri.” You whined, “Please.”

You now know she liked this. So you used it to your advantage. She knelt, positioning herself between your legs. You watched her through blurry vision, paying attention to your face as she dragged the silicone up and down your heat. You were pretty sure you just clenched around nothing. Feeling the tip of it against your entrance, you feel an ache pool in between your thighs. You took a deep breath in anticipation right as the length gets pushed into you. Her weight was soon on you as she held your face to kiss you, turning you on even more, and way too easily. You felt the stretch, no doubt about it. But it wasn’t even uncomfortable, you couldn’t believe it. Next, she had propped herself up by the palms so she could get a momentum going but continue making out with you. Moan after moan was swallowed by her kisses as she locked eyes with you and thrusted her hips against yours. Your head was spinning, and your heart was pounding.

It even got to the point where you teared up a little. She swiped the tear away, cooing at you, “You’re taking me so well, aren’t you, princess?” You gulped. “Hm?” She continued.

“Yeah, yeah.” You babbled, “Oh. Fuck.” Your hand grabbed one side of the pillow beneath your head, “Fuck, fuck— fuck— fuck!” Your body began to tremble, she went faster.

“It’s okay, it’s okay.” Capri assured, “You’re alright, y/n.” As sweet as she sounded, her movements were merciless. She kept pounding into you, harder and harder, faster and faster. You were a mess beneath her, babbling and in tears, your mind turned to mush. Your hand clawed at her upper back as you let out a scream, breathing ragged as she was still going. It felt too fucking good to ask to stop. “Oh, my god.” You mumbled, “I’m gonna— I’m gonna come— fuck, Capri.”

“Do it, baby.” She encouraged, “Do it for me.” Capri leaned closer and closer as she talked, swallowing any noise you were making by kissing you for the umpteenth time that evening.

“Do it.” She ordered. You unraveled, panting as your body remained to be quivering. Capri began to pull out, you feel the emptiness take over but it was soon replaced by her lips, oh so softly cleaning you up. Cautious and gentle, your heart skipped a beat feeling her pepper ticklish kisses all over your inner thighs before one on your clit that made you throb. What a tease.

“No more?”

You couldn’t even think of what to say, honestly you didn’t want her to stop. Well, and she wasn’t stopping just yet, still savouring every last drop of you. Now this? This was just perfect. It was oddly comforting. “Do that.” You said breathlessly. “Feels good—”

Capri hummed, as though in approval as she carried on eating you out. That was what she was doing now, no longer cleaning you up. It was like she could read your mind, and giving you exactly what you wanted. Her laughs were low, it made you go nuts as she asked, “Am I still terrifying, bunny?”

You yelped, your response coming out strained as you tried not to sob, “No.” She was being so gentle now, too. But you were just about at your limit having never done this before. Every time you felt her lips, it was like a jolt of electricity coursed through your body. Your back arches off the mattress, but the girl remained unfazed, remained attached to you. With just enough pressure to keep the pleasure at that sweet spot. When that once foreign sensation returned, your chest heaved, tears threatened to fall down your face. And they did, you were in tears as you got pushed over the edge a second time, with Capri coaxing you through every wave of it.

That’s it, you were addicted. You needed more of her, she just made you feel so damn good, so damn special. “Shh, shh.” Capri laid down next to you, sans the harness, caressing your cheek, “It’s okay. You’re okay, baby. You did so good, you did so good.”

Your heart did a fucking leap at these assurances and the nickname, but they did their job— it calmed you down. When you felt her wrapping her arms around you, you no longer froze, you no longer felt weird about it. You simply melted into her touch, letting her hold you and whisper sweet words into your ears.

“I’m just like everyone else now, aren’t I?” You asked no one in particular, “Hopelessly in love with you.”

She hummed, “No, there’s a difference. Most of them have never been here with me. Ever. But you, you have and like I said, I like you. I really do.”

“So I’m special?” You joked sleepily.

Capri gave you a hearty laugh, “Very much so, yeah.” Then a smirk, which now when you saw it, you no longer felt irritated by. In fact, you loved it. “Oh, and— I’m so glad you didn’t go out with James tonight.”

“What? How’d you find that out?”

“Please — I saw him pacing around near your locker trying to drop you a little letter, he never did it.” Capri snorted a little, amused.

“He then showed up at the coffeeshop where I worked and tried to ask by writing that down on the paper cup he used. I flat out rejected him.” You revealed, instinctively snuggling closer to her. Capri pressed a kiss to the crown of your head, “Lucky me~”

“I’d say I’m the lucky one.” You murmured.

She sighed softly, rubbing your back, “I really like you, y/n.”

You didn’t want to keep hearing that, so you said, “Can I sleep? Spend the night?”

“Of course, baby. It’s late. I’m not letting you go off into the night alone.” She held you tighter. You smiled, going unnoticed by her as your face was smushed against her chest, hidden.

You stayed silent, and before various irritating thoughts could overtake your mind, you drifted off to sleep in her arms. You fell asleep in the arms of the girl of your dreams…you actually couldn’t believe it. Your mind wouldn’t let you, you still felt like you shouldn’t like her. And it wasn’t because you couldn’t— because she liked you back. But because you were only ever taught that it was wrong to like a girl. A part of you knew it was something out of your control, you couldn’t choose your sexuality. But another part was yelling at you to retreat. You wanted to scream and cry, frustrated at how fast those feelings and thoughts came on.

At that very moment, “Just go to sleep, baby.” She said gently, “Just go to sleep, I’ve got you. Everything’s okay, you’re alright.”

“Good night, Capri.”

“G’night.” You heard her chuckle and felt the vibrations of the noise on the top of your head, “Sweet dreams, y/n.”