Heaven is a Place on Earth [2/2]

Pairings: Kendall Jenner x Reader

Summary: After a moment where Kendall accusing Y/n of flirting with one of her sisters, Y/n and Kendall  take a trip to Y/n's hometown where their relationship and Kendall's behavior is further tested. 3rd POV. {This is in the same "universe" as NGTHYB}

Content: Porn with plot, Angst, jealousy, very brief mentions of infidelity, fluff towards the end, smut: oral, 69, squirting, strap-on sex.

A/N: A late night post but here is the last part of this two-parter! It's more on the plot side but I think the smut is good pay off. Enjoy!

Y/n and Kendall sit idly next to each other in the airport terminal. Their small argument and resentment (most only Kendall's part) is still lingering between them. Y/n doesn't understand why she's still so upset over something so small, but she also knows how Kendall operates. Y/n just can't bring herself to be sympathetic towards her girlfriend when she normally would. She knows that Kendall is burned from her last relationship, but she has got to find better and healthier ways to express that. Y/n has not given her a reason to mistrust her, and her being nice to her little sister definitely wasn't a reason.

Their argument couldn't have come at a worse time considering they are flying to Colorado to visit Y/n's parents. It's been a few years since Y/n has been home and this would be the first time Kendall was meeting them. If Y/n thought she was nervous to meet Kendall's big, famous family, then she has no idea how anxious Kendall is about meeting Y/n's parents. It shouldn't be as nerve wracking considering how smaller her family is but she worried if they would judge her due to so much info about her life being easily accessible.

When they first began planning the trip, Kendall expressed that she was worried if Y/n's parents had read things about her and her family in the tabloids or seen something about them on TV. Y/n assured Kendall that her parents don’t concern themselves with stuff like that and that her parents are "kind of hippies" who wouldn't care either way. Kendall knows her family could be polarizing, but the world her ex was from was used to families like Kendall's. Plus he was someone who wanted to use her family's status to his advantage. Y/n's father is a dentist and her mother is a retired elementary school teacher, there really isn't a way to use Kendall's family name to further their careers.

"If I’m being honest, your last name doesn’t hold much weight for them. They’re pretty unplugged from the outside world. You have nothing to worry about."

Kendall hoped that their little tiff wouldn't sour the trip. Y/n will most likely put up a front for her parents, but Kendall wears her feelings on her face. The last thing she wants is to come off as too bothered to be there .

They were called to board their seats after an hour's wait in the first-class lounge. It was a 2-hour nonstop flight which Kendall planned to sleep through in fear of Y/n trying to quickly “solve” their problem and what it means for them going forward. Kendall is still feeling stubborn. She'll put it aside for the sake of being kind to Y/n’s parents, but she can't shake the feelings that keep dredging up from inside of her. Her hurt is deep, but it's not Y/n's fault. However, she has too much pride to admit that right now.

-

Trying to leave the airport was a nightmare. It was hectic and their Uber canceled on them at the last minute.

"I can just call my dad to come get us, Kenny. You don't have to keep trying with an Uber," Y/n was utterly exhausted and it could be heard in her voice.

Kendall was not ready to meet one of her parents yet. She wanted to go to the hotel, get settled in, and take a shower to help her relax. "No, I'll just order another one, don't worry about it," she reassured her. It was so weird to talk to each other somewhat lovingly but strained at the same time. Kendall does not like this at all. While she may not be super cuddly and lovey-dovey all the time, she loves being close enough to Y/n to feel her warmth. She loves when Y/n talks to her with a honeyed voice and sweetness in her eyes. They didn’t even try to hook-up in the first-class bathroom like they always try to do when they’re on a plane together. But right now they're standing at a distance from each other all because Kendall can’t get over something small.

The silence between them continued even after they got into their Uber. The tension between them was palpable but Y/n tried to ignore it. They got to their hotel which was a good 30 minutes from her childhood home. Once inside their room Kendall went straight for the bathroom. A few seconds later and Y/n could hear the shower starting up. She sighed and plopped down on the bed. They would have to share this bed tonight. It would be too suspicious if Y/n stayed with her parents while Kendall left for the hotel. Her parents had offered that they stay with them instead of getting a hotel, but Y/n thought it would be nice to have some distance from her parents.

Y/n did her best to continue as if things were alright. She acted like there wasn’t any strain between them as they rolled up to her parents house. Y/n's father was out in the yard, watering the flowers her mother took so much pride in. It was just an okay day outside, but Y/n reckoned he had been doing yard work so he would be the first one to catch Y/n coming home. He stopped what he was doing when the unfamiliar car pulled into the driveway.

The huge smile on his face made Y/n forget all about her problems with Kendall. It's been years since she saw him in person, and as much as she loved the fast life of L.A., she missed her small hometown and she missed her parents.

"Dad!"

She ran up to him like she was a little girl and nearly knocked him over when she hugged him.

"You're going to knock the wind out of me!" He jokes. He hugs her back even tighter.

Their reunion was so cute and Kendall didn't want to feel like she was intruding on anything. But Y/n's father held his arms open and called her over.

"You must be Kendall!"

His hug was warm and encompassing. Kendall didn't have to worry about them judging her because ten seconds after being here she already feels welcomed. It was a change of pace from the stillness between

-

Y/n's parents were pretty eccentric to say the least. They were the exact opposite of Kendall's family but that's what made it easy to get along with them. They cooked a huge feast for them, using ingredients from Y/n's mother's garden. Kendall wasn’t that hungry but she would have felt bad saying no, so she ate something. It wasn’t a lot, but it didn’t seem to be a problem. She remembers her ex-fiancé's grandmother getting upset with her because she didn’t finish everything on her plate; Y/n’s parents weren’t like that.

“The Avalanches’ have been doing well this year.”

“Are you talking about the hockey team? Dad, since when have you been into sports?”

“Every year your father picks up one new obsession that he can’t shake until, by some miracle, he’s bored of it on January 1st,” her mother sighed as if she was remembering something, “but I will say this seems to be something that’s sticking.”

Through simple conversation Y/n is realizing that she’s missed a lot in her years of being gone. She still talks to her parents nearly everyday, but there are still new things about them she knows nothing about. If it’s like that with her parents, she can’t imagine what it’s going to be like coming across the people she used to know as a teen.

“Doesn’t Los Angeles have a hockey team?”

“Don’t know dad. You know I’ve never been that into sports.”

“That’s right. You should’ve seen her, Kendall; we tried to put her in volleyball so she could make some friends and she was bad at it.”

“Dad!”

“It’s true! Your first few games were hard to watch, but your mother and I made sure to come to every game. You improved a lot by the end of the season, but we could tell you hated it so we took you out and let you pick what to do next. No surprise that you chose to join the journalism club, you always did ask a lot of questions when you were younger.”

Y/n was slightly embarrassed at her parents bringing up a moment from her adolescent years, but it’s not anything Kendall didn’t already know.

“So what do you two have planned for your time here? Besides coming back to see us,” Y/n’s mom jokes.

“Uhh, we didn’t really plan much. I was just going to show Kendall around the town; it’s not much to look at, but it’s something.”

“Are you meeting up with your old friends?”

“I was able to reach out to Jane. We’re going to go visit her.”

Y/n left out the details about how they’re going out to a bar, and not dinner like her parents would perhaps want them to go to. They’re very open-minded about damn near everything, but for some reason they turn up their noses anytime Y/n talks about going out to places like the bars or clubs. They always say it’s “unproductive” and only inhabited by college kids. They would be sick to their stomachs if they knew how many times a week Y/n was going out when she first moved to LA.

The conversation moved away from her and Kendall’s plans and more towards what her parents had been up to in these past few years. The way they were just able to talk and talk caused Y/n and Kendall to form a similar annoyance that made them rely on each other to change the topic from something her parents were talking about to something they could actually comment on. Dinner had gone on that way for another 40 minutes before they moved to the living room. Y/n’s father had a collection of board games Kendall hadn’t seen since she was a child. He had 5 different versions of Monopoly, and even games she’s never heard of before.

They played four rounds of the game ‘Sorry!’ before Kendall was yawning.

Y/n’s mother looked just as tired as the two of them, but her father looked like he could go another round, “I think we should call it a night dad.”

“I guess. But you two should come back tomorrow and we can play Life!”

-

Y/n’s parents, namely her father, were slightly odd, but they were extremely nice. When they asked Kendall about what she does and about her family, they seemed to genuinely not know much about her or them. Y/n had told her that she only gave her parents a vague outline of her life so she could tell them herself. She was grateful that; they didn’t have any preconceived ideas about her. The visit somewhat eased the tension between her and Y/n because she was the only one she knew in the situation.

They slept for what felt like half-a-day when they got back to the hotel. Neither of them said anything to each other, just crawled into bed without any reservations and passed out. Y/n woke up with Kendall's head against her chest. She had been topless and if they weren’t in such a bad spot, Y/n would try to initiate morning sex. But, she covered up Kendall with the blanket instead and got up to get ready for their day.

Today they were meeting up with Y/n’s old friend Jane. Of all of her friends from high school, Jane is the only one who stayed behind in Colorado. She ended up settling down before anyone in her friend group that was now scattered throughout the country. She’s married with a four-year-old, so the chances of her getting out for a girls night are very slim. “You know all my friends are just other mother’s I met when picking Bobby up from daycare. I need to actually go out, Y/n.”

Y/n was more than happy to help her friend get out of the house since she sort of felt bad for her. She and Kendall were discussing her when they first made plans for the trip. They had two opposing views on Jane’s life.

“She probably enjoys being a wife and a mother. That’s really important to a lot of people. Some people dream about that their whole lives.”

“I’m not doubting that. She loves her family 100%, but she was the one in our friend group that would stand ten toes down when she would say she wasn’t going to get married until she was about 27 or 28, and she ended up being the first one.”

“That happens all the time. Maybe she was just saying that but that wasn’t exactly how she felt.”

“I don’t know. I couldn’t imagine being married with a kid before 25.”

Marriage was always a touchy subject considering that Kendall almost walked down the aisle with someone who seemingly did not like her. Y/n always tip-toed around the topic. She honestly thought that Kendall would be 100% turned off to that level of commitment after what happened. Y/n had to realize that not only did Kendall’s trust issues from her last relationship still linger, but so did an idealized version of relationships. Everything wasn’t always sweet and easy. Jane would complain about her husband all the time, it didn’t mean she loved him any less, it just showed how much work relationships with marriage and a kid tied to it is. Y/n is sure it’s rewarding, but it’s never been a big concern for her. Kendall never admitted much, but she would fantasize about what her life would look like being married. And for years it was with her ex, but now she finds herself replacing Y/n in those fantasies.

“How long have you been up?”

Y/n didn’t realize that she had been staring out the window until Kendall’s voice snapped her out of the trance. It’s just been so long since she’s been in Colorado that she forgot what it looked like. It was much colder here this time of year than it is back home.

“Not long, maybe an hour or so,” Y/n turned away from the window to look at her girlfriend, “did I wake you up?”

“No. I don’t think you could with how hard I was sleeping.”

Y/n gave her a small smile. Things didn’t feel as contentious between them as the day before and that was a good feeling to have.

“Do you want to meet my parents for lunch?”

“Sure.”

Things were easier today. Kendall stood closer to Y/n and they actually spoke to each other. It feels like it’s been a long time since they’ve even had small talk which is awful considering that they’ve been in this relationship for more than a year. Kendall doesn’t often verbalize that she’s sorry or that she’s made a mistake, but she does it through her actions. She’ll play with Y/n’s hand under the table or place a hand on her thigh. Those are Kendall’s way of saying ‘I want to be close to you again’. Y/n doesn’t fault her for the lack of communication either because she’s also not the best at swallowing her pride (although she can do it easier than Kendall can).

Their time at lunch was nice, and the elevator ride up to the hotel was the first time they’ve kissed in days. Kendall felt a deep longing inside of her that she had been ignoring in place for anger. It was hard for her to tell Y/n she needed her to touch her when she wanted to stay mad at her. Now that things are getting better between them, she doesn’t feel the need to hide how much she needs her affection. Y/n is tempted to reschedule the plans with her friend just so her and Kendall can stay in the hotel, but they aren’t here for that long, and it wouldn’t be fair to Jane who seems like she had to convince her in-laws to watch her son.

“You don’t have to worry about getting too dressed up. The nightlife here isn't anything like the ones at home.”

Y/n was dressed way more casually than she would if they were in LA. Kendall didn’t pack anything that casual. Her going out outfit would be a bit more clubbish compared to Y/n’s. She just hoped she wouldn’t stick out a sore thumb since there is a possibility of someone recognizing her.

“Jane is waiting for us downstairs. Are you ready?”

Kendall gave herself one last look in the mirror before joining Y/n to head downstairs. She has walked in fashion shows and red carpets, but meeting Y/n’s small town friend had her stomach turning. Everyone who Y/n is close to knows who she is dating, but that doesn’t mean they wouldn’t judge Kendall just because she’s dating they’re dear friend. She was hyper-aware of her behavior and her actions.

There was a redhead standing outside of the lobby of their hotel, someone who Kendall thought was just a stranger, but Y/n called out to her when they stepped outside.

“Y/n! It’s been so long!”

She wrapped arms around Y/n, nearly pushing Kendall out of the way due to her unable to contain her excitement.

“I know, I know! You look great! How are you? How are The Bobbys?”

“Oh, they’re good. You have to stop by and come see little Bobby. He’s gotten so big since you were last here,” the two were so wrapped up in their reunion that Jane almost forgot that Y/n wasn’t alone. She turned to Kendall, who was much taller than she expected, “and you’re Kendall.”

“It’s nice to meet you.”

“No, it’s nice to meet you. If someone would have told me three or four years ago that Y/n would be in a long-term relationship and bringing her home to meet her parents, I’d think they were crazy.”

“Okay, okay, we don’t have to stand here and rag on me. Let’s head to Teddy’s already.”

Their walk was no longer than ten minutes. It was not the biggest city, but there were a lot of beautiful sights to see and small shops that caught Kendall’s eye. It had seemed like Jane hadn’t been in the area in a while or on an outing. Her life was radically different from Y/n and Kendall’s which was always busy. Kendall can’t help but wonder if she would have led a similar life to Jane if she had actually gotten married and just settled for her ex. But, considering the amount of resources she has compared to Jane, she doesn’t think she would have felt like a housewife trapped in the house, but certainly a housewife trapped in a loveless relationship.

There was no line or wait to get into Teddy’s. It was small which made it seem a little packed, but there were plenty of tables for them to choose from. Y/n and Jane seemed to be familiar with the place and it’s setup. Kendall had only come to a few places like this in her life. When she wanted to get away from public eyes and paparazzi cameras, she and her friends would find some hideaway that was often secluded. This place was sort of like that with everyone so wrapped up in their own groups that they didn’t care who was at neighboring tables.

“I haven’t had a drink in so long,” Jane sighed.

“What happened to that wine club you joined?”

“They kept trying to sell me $200 bottles of wine. I like wine, but not that much.”

Y/n and Jane played catch-up while Kendall went to the bar to order them drinks. She waited for the stares, which may have been slightly conceited of her, but they never came. She waited just a little bit before the bartender came back with the three drinks she ordered. As she heads back to their table, she picks up on a conversation that sounds like she shouldn’t have been privy to it.

“…she probably won’t say anything.”

“Who won’t say anything?” Kendall was curious. The sheepish look on Y/n’s face told her that she had to ask.

“Y/n’s ex is here.”

Y/n groaned while Jane looked like she was enthralled that there was potential drama afoot. Kendall wasn’t sure how she should react. Just because Y/n’s ex is here, that doesn’t mean it means something, right?

“She’s my ex from years ago,” Y/n said mostly to reassure Kendall. Jane doesn’t know about the tension that had just seemed to be going away, between them due to Kendall trust issues. “I broke up with her after dating for like two months.” Y/n wasn’t going to add that she also continued to hook-up with that ex after their break-up, and she would even go to see her every time she was in town. There was no way that she didn’t know Y/n was in a relationship.

“I think she recognized you,” Jane leans into Y/n and whispers. Kendall was kind of pissed at Jane for looking happy about this. She’s Y/n’s friend, but Kendall doesn’t like the line she’s crossing.

“Okay? Who cares? I haven’t spoken to her in 3, 4 years.”

Y/n finally caught a break with Kendall and this was the last thing she needed. She wishes she had some sort of special powers that could make her ex leave, but the opposite effect is happening because she’s walking right up to their table.

“Y/n?”

Kendall told herself to not come across as a bitch this entire trip, but at this moment she doesn’t give a damn. She has a scowl on her face, her arms folded, and she’s looking Y/n’s ex up and down. And, yes, she is comparing herself to her.

“Hey, Rae,” Y/n’s voice is timid, as if the words were stuck in her throat. She brings her drink up to her lips and lets the alcohol burn down her throat. She glances over to Jane, hoping that her once very close friend can realize that she’s dying on the inside right now.

“Hey Rae. I thought you moved out of town?” Jane caught Y/n’s hint and tried to save her although she was secretly enjoying the palpable tension between the three people now at the table.

“Not yet. Next month,” she’s quick with Jane, not really caring about her presence. “Y/n, I didn’t know you were in town! How long have you been here?”

“Oh, I just got in yesterday. I’m here with my girlfriend. We’re visiting my parents,” Y/n gestured over to Kendall, “this is my girlfriend, Kendall.”

“Wow, I didn’t know you were dating someone! And someone famous for that!”

Bullshit.

Kendall hoped that it stung when Y/n mentioned that she was here to bring her home to her parents. If Y/n rarely has long-term relationships and brings them to meet her parents, then this Rae girl definitely hasn’t met them. She was just a fling, something insignificant compared to the relationship she has with Kendall, but she has the audacity to play stupid.

“How long are you in town?”

“Not long. We’re really just here to visit my parents, and I wanted to show Kendall around.”

“I’m surprised you’re actually in a relationship — that probably broke thousands of girls’ hearts.”

There was an awkward silence that fell over the table. All it took was one harsh stare from Y/n and Jane had decided that she’s had enough fun watching the situation unfold.

“Rae, have you heard about Stephen?”

Jane tried to change the topic off of Y/n and Kendall and onto something she knows that Rae would take the bait for: old high school drama. She took her attention off of the other two and zeroed in on Jane, waiting to hear what she has to say about their former classmate. Kendall took the time to get up and excuse herself to “go to the bathroom.” Y/n wasn’t going to just sit there, she followed her girlfriend to the empty bathroom.

“Are you okay?”

“I don’t appreciate how she was trying to act like I don’t exist.”

“I know Kendall. But, she doesn’t matter. Didn’t you notice how I kept bringing you up?” Y/n is a tad bit defensive because she doesn’t know what Kendall she’ll get. She wasn’t expecting her girlfriend to go off on her when she was being a little extra friendly with her sister, so she’s almost afraid that Kendall will find more of a reason to be upset now since  this is Y/n’s ex.

“I know. I know. I’m not jealous or anything,” Kendall tried to reassure Y/n, “I just don’t like her.”

“We can get out of here-“

“No. I don’t want to cut the night short because your friend seems like she could really use the time out of the house. I just need a minute to myself, okay?”

Y/n nodded, not prodding her any further. She kissed Kendall on the cheek before exiting the bathroom. She came back to Jane and Rae fully steeped in a conversation about some boy she barely remembers. Kendall joins them again about five minutes later but this time she is sitting right next to Y/n. Y/n can’t help but notice that Kendall’s arm now rests on the back of the seat behind her head. Her body is pressed up against Y/n’s and she’s leaning into so much so that she can feel her warm breath on her skin. Kendall is definitely trying to mark her territory, or is at least trying to make Rae jealous. Y/n is complaining though; she’d rather Kendall act possessive than mad at her over something so ridiculous.

At some point Jane had to get up and go to the restroom. She didn’t like the idea of leaving Y/n and Kendall alone with Y/n’s sort-of-kind-of ex, but she figures that Y/n had it all under control. If it was obvious to her that Kendall was hanging onto Y/n to tell Rae to back off, then Rae should be able to pick up on that too. But, she doesn’t realize how absolutely shameless she is. Rae makes attempts to flirt with Y/n which is only met with half-interested and dry responses. Kendall was surprised by her audacity which made her clingier.

“Did you show Kendall where we went to school?”

“Not yet, but I’m going to tomorrow.”

“It still looks the same. They still have yet to remodel the old gym where we had our prom. Do you remember prom? We didn’t go together, but ended up dancing with each other at some point in the night,” she laughed.

“Barely. I throw events for a living now, plus Kendall and I have been to so many together that everything kind of blends together.” With every single response, Rae was slowly beginning to take the hint. Y/n remembers her prom, and she remembers dancing with Rae, but she doesn’t have to know that.

“Yea, you live such a different life now. It’s still so slow and quiet here, that’s why I plan on moving soon.”

“That’s nice. There's not much left here so leaving would be a nice thing.”

Y/n could feel a finger drawing circles into her thigh. She slightly shakes her leg to get Kendall to stop, knowing that it’s harder for her to contain her reactions to her touch when she’s had a bit of alcohol in her system, but that doesn’t stop Kendall.

“How is LA? You’re probably around celebrities all the time considering…you know.”

“It’s a busy place. Always something to do, but when I’m not working, I’m with Kendall.”

Kendall is oddly silent; even as Rae motions to her and Y/n speaks her name. She’s enjoying way too much the way Y/n says her name and how every time Y/n beats it into her ex’s head that they are together, she tends to back off.

Jane comes back to join them, saying she has to go home because she is “driving grandma and grandpa up the wall.”

“Well we can meet up again. You know we won’t be gone that soon.”

“Okay, thank you so much for understanding Y/n. And, it was nice to meet you Kendall,” she gives them a hug before she’s grabbing her jacket. She briefly smiles at Rae before saying, “it was nice to see you.” The last look she gives is to Y/n. Y/n nods her head assuring her that everything is alright.

“Well, we should be heading out too.”

“Are you sure? I can get you another round of drinks?”

“No, that’s okay. We were really only out to get Jane out of the house, so we should probably go too.”

Y/n doesn’t wait one second before she’s grabbing Kendall’s hand and heading towards the door. Y/n leaves Rae at their table alone and doesn’t look back twice. The outside air is much colder coming out but Kendall is feeling joyous.

“She’s really something, isn’t she?”

“I thought I was going to have to fuck you on the table for her to get the point.”

Y/n smirks at Kendall, her face illuminated by the street lights.

“You know, I kind of like when you’re jealous. But, sexy jealous, not ‘I want to yell at you’ jealous.”

Kendall feels a little bit bad knowing she was the latter just last week.

“I’m sorry I can be a bit much.”

“You’re not a bit much, I’d just rather you tell me what’s up instead. No one wins when we’re both pissed at each other and unable to communicate.” Kendall looks at the ground feeling slightly vindicated that Y/n didn’t dismiss her. Y/n snakes her fingers between Kendall’s. “You’re not crazy. I just wish and hope that you feel comfortable enough to tell me if something’s wrong.”

Y/n didn't make her feel ridiculous for her jealousy. She knows her behavior was not appropriate and nothing Y/n had done warranted what she did that night. Y/n had every right to be upset with her.

“Everything’s okay, Kendall.”

Kendall truly believed it. And now she was finally able to get over her pride. The heat and alcohol she had in the bar had left her feeling turned on. She wanted to feel Y/n’s hands on her body. It’s been so long since she’s touched her and her skin was burning to be soothed again.

“How close are we to the hotel?”

Y/n could pick up on the hints of desire in her voice. It stirred something inside of Y/n and she smirked while looking ahead.

“Can’t wait a few more minutes?”

“We hooked-up in an alley before,” Kendall joked.

They were only a few blocks until they were at their hotel. They rode an elevator with a family of four which prevented Kendall from coming onto Y/n. She’s not one to shy away from PDA, but she wasn’t going to scar some family by feeling up her girlfriend in front of them.

Once they’re in their hotel, it’s fair game. Y/n throws her jacket onto the chair and she feels arms snaking around her waist. Soft lips press against her neck before she feels Kendall’s tongue running along her skin. Y/n completely melts, but she wants to be the one doing this to Kendall.

“Get on the bed,” her tone was warm yet slightly forceful.

Kendall falls against it, her dress coming up over her boots to reveal her legs.

“You look so good,” Y/n climbs over her, kissing any exposed part of Kendall’s body until she reaches her lips. They have not kissed like this in what feels like forever. Kendall’s flavored chapstick mixed with the alcohol she had earlier tasted so sweet together. Y/n’s body presses harder against hers and she slightly grinds herself against Kendall. Kendall hums into the kiss, deepening it as her desire grows more and more.

“Is this make-up sex?”

“This is make-up sex.”

Kendall giggles when she feels Y/n’s hands rubbing her sides. Her touch was greatly missed.

“I want you to fuck me hard tonight,” Kendall says breathlessly against her lips.

“And I want to fuck you hard too, but I didn’t pack anything. I didn’t really expect us to make up so fast.”

“Don’t worry about that,” Kendall nudges Y/n off of her and Y/n rolls off.

She watches Kendall walk over to her suitcase and unzip it. Y/n is slightly confused until Kendall pulls out a strap-on.

“Do you always pack that?”

“Maybe.”

Kendall tosses it on the bed for Y/n before she pulls her dress over her head.

“I’m going to fuck you, but I want to eat that pretty pussy first.”

She grabs at her hips and pulls her onto the bed again. Kendall couldn’t stop giggling, even when Y/n’s fingers were tugging at her cotton, white panties and the cool air hit her sex. It wasn’t until she felt that wet tongue sliding through her folds that her giggles turned into moans and she was a complete pile of putty.

“Oh god,” she cries, “it feels so good. Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”

Y/n was too addicted to her sweet taste to stop. She missed feeling her against her tongue like this, writing underneath her for more. Y/n felt hungry and sucked on Kendall’s clit to satisfy herself.

She pulls away for a moment, “I missed you,” she kisses Kendall's inner thigh, “I missed us,” and she kisses her skin again.

Kendall moans, not in pleasure, but in adoration. She feels grateful for how things turned around, but she’s also proud of herself for not blowing up over Y/n’s ex. This, Y/n’s tongue sliding against her clit, feels like the reward for such good behavior.

She can’t get over the feeling of Y/n’s tongue flicking over her clit over and over again. Her eyes are partially open as she looks down upon her girlfriend’s face between her legs. She can tell that Y/n is more than enjoying herself. She eats her out like she loves it. Kendall feels like her body is vibrating as another moan rumbles in her chest and slips past her lips.

“I love you,” she whispers.

She couldn’t stop herself from saying. It felt like such a wrong time to say it despite this not even being what feels like the millionth time she’s said it to Y/n, but it feels more poignant. Y/n almost stops, but she remembers where she is and instead slows down her tongue’s movements against Kendall’s clit. Then she stands up, towering over her girlfriend whose eyes follow her. Y/n bends over and plants her face in Kendall’s neck. Kendall feels her fingers prodding at her before slipping inside of her with ease. She’s so wet and horny that it almost hurts.

“Y/n…Y/n.”

She can’t keep her voice steady, nor can she keep her eyes open for any longer. Y/n’s fingers hook upwards inside of her and rub against her sweet spot until she sees stars. Kendall was slowly beginning to lose control of her body as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She felt like she was floating on a cloud and falling through it at the same time.

“You can do it honey…I know you can,” Y/n whispers in her ear before pressing a hot kiss against the shell of it.

Kendall’s moans get caught in her throat before she erupts and her pussy is gushing for Y/n. Y/n’s fingers are forced out by the stream that squirts out of her. Y/n pulls her face out of her neck just in time to catch Kendall soaking the bed beneath them. She groans at the sight; this is the first time she has made Kendall squirt.

Her body spasms out of her control, making her not even notice Y/n pulling her fingers out of her. She doesn’t come to her senses until she notices a knee on both sides of her head and she feels Y/n’s warmth. Y/n felt a little bad taking advantage of her in this state and undressing herself to sit on her face, but she was so turned on from what just happened that she couldn’t help herself. But, she isn’t that selfish. She bends down and sticks her face in Kendall’s pussy again. She cleans up the mess she caused before sucking on her clit. Kendall moans into her sex before taking her pussy into her mouth. Kendall was running on nothing but adrenaline at this point and she was going to knock out the minute they finished and her head hit the pillow.

The room fills with the sounds of them eating each other out. Wet tongue slides against hot flesh and it fills Kendall’s ears. It turns her on even more and brings her somewhat back to her senses to hear Y/n’s pussy squelching against her tongue. She can’t believe how powerful the orgasm was that Y/n gave her, but she wants to give her something in return. She wraps her lips around her clit and sucks hard on it until Y/n is pulling away from her pussy and moaning loudly against the bed.

“Fuck Kendall you’re going to make me cum!”

Kendall grabs a handful of Y/n’s ass in both hands and squeezes at her as if she can’t get enough. She relaxes her lips and gives Y/n’s pussy the kitten licks that drive her wild. She shakes her head from side to side against her pussy before sucking a fold into her mouth. Y/n grips at the sheets when she feels just how forceful Kendall’s mouth is being; she’s not letting up on her whatsoever.

“God baby, it feels so good,” Y/n sobs against the bed. Her face is pressed against the damp sheets but she doesn’t care. She’s on the verge of cumming and she wants to drench Kendall’s tongue in all that she’s got.

Kendall pops one of her folds out of her mouth and goes back to sucking on her clit. She feels it pulse between her soft lips and it only takes a few more sucks before she feels the flow of Y/n’s arousal onto her tongue. She buries her tongue in Y/n’s hole which makes her girlfriend moan louder as she cums against Kendall’s face.

“Yes! Yes!”

Y/n starts to grind against her face until she’s completely satisfied. Kendall licks up her juices before detaching her mouth from her pussy completely. Y/n slides off of her face and accidentally bumps her face against the strap-on Kendall packed. She had forgotten all about it until this moment. She gets off so she can slide it on.

“Ass in the air,” she advises Kendall, who is eager to comply.

Her pussy is exposed to Y/n and it’s so drippy and pink. Y/n wants to fuck her until she has tears in her eyes. Y/n almost feels like a predator closing in on prey. The cock Kendall packed is so big and she’s surprised that her girlfriend is confident enough to believe that she can take it. Y/n is going to have fun stuffing it in her hole and fucking her. This is make-up sex, but Y/n still has some pent up frustration that she needs to get out, and what better way to do that than to take out on Kendall’s poor pussy.

“I would make you suck it, but your slut pussy is already wet enough for me.”

Kendall whined the moment she felt like she was being teased. She doesn’t have time for Y/n to just linger around and spew whatever filth comes to mind at her. She wants it so bad; she wants to cum with that cock stuffed inside of her.

“You were trying to tease me back at the bar,” Y/n rubs the head against her folds. Kendall groans in anticipation and wiggles her hips. “You know I don’t take lightly to being teased.”

Kendall’s pussy was so perfect; wet and open for her cock. Y/n couldn’t wait to see her cream around the thick cock. She presses the fat cock head against her folds before slightly pushing in. Kendall groans and moves forward with Y/n’s slight thrust. Y/n watches as Kendall then pushes herself back to get it all inside of her.

“Good girl. Such a cock hungry whore,” she coos as if she was calling her something more innocuous. Kendall was adorable when she was this wet and needy.

“Need you to fuck me already…please,” her voice was nearly weak as she begged for what she wanted.

If Kendall wanted to get fucked like a whore, then Y/n was going to give it to her. She grabs onto her hips to steady her before pulling out, only to slide right back into her pretty pussy. Y/n was met with resistance from Kendall’s pussy that wasn’t used to this size just yet.

“Tight pussy,” Y/n comments but mostly to herself. She keeps her pace slow not only to go easy on Kendall, but to also enjoy the sight of the cock reappearing only to disappear back into her. Kendall’s slick falls onto her inner thighs as she moans louder as Y/n slowly fucks her.

Y/n pushes in completely, the head of the cock brushing against Kendall’s cervix. Kendall felt completely full, both her pussy and her heart.

“Faster,” she begged. “Harder,” she begged.

Y/n, who was once concerned with hurting her was now obeying her every whim and wish. Y/n fucked into her faster until she found a rhythm that was satisfying for both of them. Kendall’s tight pussy was so loud as Y/n fucked her wet hole. She tried to beg for more but her moans broke up her speech as if she was a whore.

“You like that baby? Like me splitting you open with my big dick?”

Kendall was seeing stars. For a moment she had forgotten about everyone else who existed on this planet; it was just her and Y/n. She reached back to grab Y/n’s thigh to help move her. Y/n almost laughed at the gesture; her girlfriend was so damn insatiable.

“I’m going to make this pussy cum,” Y/n’s hand comes down on her soft ass which makes Kendall yelp. The pain makes the blood rush through her body and go straight to her clit. She’s tempted to reach under and rub at it until she’s cumming again, but it’s already so sensitive that she just keeps her hands to herself.

Y/n is watching her ass slap against her thighs to create a lewd noise that feels the room. It’s her favorite thing to hear; Kendall moaning, her wet pussy, and the sound of skin meeting in a feverish haze. Y/n was really pounding into her, like she was mad at her little pussy or something. She didn’t plan on stopping either. From the sound of the strangled cry that escaped her mouth, Kendall was cumming around the cock. That didn’t deter Y/n at all. She wanted to overwhelm Kendall into another orgasm on the cock; what would be her third one of the night.

Tears blinded her vision as Kendall stared at the white wall. She couldn’t believe how hard and fast Y/n was fucking her, but this is exactly what she wanted. If Y/n was able to see the dumb smile on her face, she would probably make fun of her. Kendall wouldn’t care either way, not when she’s this lost in pleasure. Her pussy is so sensitive from just cumming but Y/n is not letting up on her. She feels another bubble forming in her lower belly and she feels like she’s going to explode.

“Cum for me, Kendall. Cum like you’re my little slut.”

Kendall groans before her body obeys Y/n’s words. It’s easy for her to cum so close to her last orgasm. Y/n fucks her through it, nice and hard until she pushes her off her strap to watch her cum ooze out of her pussy. Y/n bends down, spreads her legs a little bit more, and licks up Kendall’s cum. She has the taste of her forever imprinted on her mind.

Still seeing stars, this is how Kendall wants to feel all the time. She feels the bed dip and Y/n pulling her into her arms. The sweat on their skin begins to settle and their bodies sink into the bed.

“We have to be up early tomorrow. We’re meeting my parents for breakfast.” This was the first time Kendall was hearing about that. She’s not a morning person, and Y/n knows the best time to tell her about plans like that is when she softens her up.

“Okay, but I’m not playing Candy Land with your dad.”

Y/n softly giggles and her chest vibrates from Kendall’s head.

Everything feels right. Her parents like Kendall. Her hometown friend likes Kendall. But mostly, importantly, they’re good again.