☆ Cry For Me ☆

Kendall x Reader. 3rd POV. Word Count: 3.4k.  Kendall's reality feel is a little distorted, but Y/n is there to make it better.

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What was once walls decorated with the finest paintings she's found around the world was an unfamiliar white. Some many nights when she pressed under him, she'd study the paintings she found at art trunk shows while he was too busy chasing his own pleasure instead of thinking about her. There was too much light pouring into the room, but there were no curtains to draw to alleviate the pain in her eyes. Her head was pounding which could only mean that she went out the night before. This room belonged to her when she was with her ex-fiancé. She's lost as to why she's waking up here. Maybe it was a nightmare where she was stuck with him, but the sheets against her skin felt too real.

"I missed you...I missed you so much." The lips on her shoulder and the voice didn't belong to her girlfriend.

Kendall dreaded turning her head to the side to even look because she knew exactly who that voice belonged to. How the fuck did she end up back here in bed with him? There was a sinking feeling in her stomach when she realized that there is no other explanation than she had cheated on Y/n. She was numb to his kiss being pressed repeatedly against her neck. His hands moved like a snake's on her body, making her cringe with each stroke.

She looked around and nothing else was in the room. Even the small closet in their old room was empty. Why would he bring her here? Was he staying here? She must've had too much to drink if she agreed to go home with him.

"I knew you were going to come running back. You still love me."

For a moment, she found herself believing his words. She was weak, and had poor self-control, especially when she had some liquor in her. There wasn't an ache between her legs which made her feel even worse because the sex definitely wasn't even worth it. As much as she wanted to get up and run home to Y/n, she was paralyzed under the weight of his body as he climbed on top of her. He pressed into her and his lips attacked her neck again. She successfully fought back her moans, but she let him touch her because she already made the biggest mistake of her life, she had no control over anything else. Each feeling of his lips placed an image of Y/n in her head. Y/n was probably at home sleeping peacefully, thinking that Kendall was probably at Bella or Hailey's house after a long night of partying. Kendall didn't know where her phone was since there wasn't a nightstand to place it on, but she's sure that she has a few texts from Y/n.

"You're right where you belong."

She didn't believe it, but she didn't fight against it.

Out of nowhere he was off of her. For a minute she thought he himself got off of her, but by the look on his face, Kendall could tell that he was also shocked by his sudden movements.

"Can't you see she isn't enjoying herself?"

Y/n stood there like a knight in shining armor. Kendall was wide awake now, the hazy hangover dissipating when she saw Y/n standing there. Fear replaced any feelings of inadequacy.

"You really think she would come back to you when you couldn't even make her cum?"

But she did go running back to him, so why wasn't Y/n mad at her. Why wasn't she yelling at her and calling her a whore? They've gotten into fights over small stuff, but catching her in bed with her ex-fiancé was not a big deal?

"How did you get in!? Get your hands off of me!"

Y/n let Kendall's ex go. She still didn't turn to face her girlfriend, which Kendall isn't sure if that's a good or a bad thing.

"Sit down."

He protested of course, he wasn't going to listen to Kendall's girlfriend of all people, not when Kendall was back in her clutches.

"I said sit down."

The sternness in her voice made him pause. It was something Kendall was use to hearing, but her ex doesn't know Y/n at all and probably underestimates how much confidence she has. This is probably not the craziest situation that Y/n has walked into. Finally he complied and sat down on a chair in the corner. Kendall must've missed it when her eyes were scanning over the room.

"What are you doing!?"

The sound of metal clashing together forced Kendall to turn her attention to Y/n and her ex-fiancé. She was locking him into the chair with handcuffs. It was unlike him to just sit there in take. He did try to get out of the handcuffs once he was already strapped in, but for him to just let Y/n do that to him was out of character for him. Kendall was confused, intrigued, but still confused.

Y/n turned to face and Kendall expected a look of anger in her eyes, instead it was the familiar gaze she would give her when she wanted her.

"Is that true though, Kenny? Do you still want him?"

She paused, feeling like she was being Punk'd or something.

"Kendall...Kendall, c'mon baby. Let me free so I can make you feel so, so good." That charming voice used to make her so weak in the knees. He always put on that tone with her when he was about to tell the biggest lie of his life. Despite knowing that, there was a knee-jerk reaction to fall with it. She was with this man for years and old habits die hard. Especially when she was feeling vulnerable and confused.

"Would you believe a liar Kendall? I've never treated you the way he has treated you."

Somehow Y/n's voice was louder than his even though his voice raised in volume, desperation dripping off of every word. Kendall was slightly concerned at how hard he was moving his wrist against the cuffs, it was bound to leave a mark on his skin and make it burn. It was ironic that she was able to extend an ounce of sympathy to him. She looked at Y/n and a light went off in her. Fuck him.

"I don't want him. I only want you Y/n," she spoke to her girlfriend which was met by protests from her ex-fiancé. It didn't matter how loud he yelled because all she could think about Y/n's face that was inches away from her.

"I knew you'd make the right choice. You're my good girl, and only mine." Y/n pressed a chaste kiss on her lips. Her lips were so much warmer and softer than his, and her touch was nowhere near as rough as his. Even when Y/n was rough with her, there was still an ounce of love in it. Y/n knew how to hurt her in the most delicious ways because Kendall always gave her permission, unlike the years she spent being emotionally hurt by her ex-fiancé.

"He still thinks you're his though. He's wrong, and I'm going to show him how wrong he is."

Y/n finally satiated the ache that was forming in Kendall's belly when she fully kissed her. Their kiss became heated, fueled by the complaints of her ex-fiancé and knowing that they had an audience. Kendall's hand ghosted across Y/n's bare sides. She was wearing some black lingerie, which confused Kendall a little bit, but maybe she undressed before she came into the room. Y/n peeled the covers off of Kendall, revealing her naked upper half. Y/n attacked her nipples with her mouth, making Kendall throw her head back in ecstasy. Her mouth felt so hot and wet on her sensitive nipples as she sucked the bud into her mouth. Kendall grabbed at the bed cover when Y/n kneaded her other breast. Y/n switched to the other breast to give it equal attention. Then she moved to the valley of her breast and kissed all the way up her chest, to her throat, and finally back to her lips.

"Show him how good you make me feel," Y/n whispered in her ear breathlessly. Y/n couldn't see the smirk forming on Kendall's lips, but her ex-fiancé could.

Kendall pushed Y/n down on the bed and got in between her legs. She grabbed at the elastic of her underwear and slowly slid it down her legs. From this angle she could perfectly see her ex-fiance, his eyes wide as Kendall lowered herself so her face was right in between Y/n's thighs.

She kissed her sensitive inner thigh which earned a whine from Y/n. She didn't want to tease her for too long, placing her mouth right on her cunt instead of taking her time like usual.

"Oh my god Kendall. Your mouth feels so fucking good!"

Y/n was never this vocal with the dirty talk, it was obvious that she was doing this to piss him off and it was working. Y/n laughed through her moans as she listened to him try to belittle her. She couldn't care less about what he had to say, especially when Kendall was in between her legs eating her out. Her tongue stroked Y/n's clit continuously and then slid through her folds to taste all of the arousal she had to offer. She focused on Y/n's clit again, teasing her until she was whimpering and her attention was solely on Kendall. The look in her eye had been a fierce one, Y/n couldn't remember the last time she saw Kendall behave this way.

"She knows how to eat pussy so well, I wonder who taught her that?" Y/n looked over to Kendall's ex as she taunted him. He squirmed in his seat, but Y/n could see that he had an erection. It was so much sweeter that he couldn't even make an attempt to hide it, nor could he join in on their fun. "Such a good fucking girl," Y/n turned her attention back to Kendall.

Y/n watched Kendall's mouth make a mess between her legs. The evilness of being so wet from taunting Kendall's ex didn't make Y/n feel guilty at all. He deserved, just as much as she deserved to feel Kendall's tongue lashing against her cunt. The way she worked her mouth against her was Kendall's way of apologizing for ending up back in this dickhead's bed. Kendall's tongue was in an exploration for the spot that led right to Y/n's hard. She didn't have to, but it was greatly appreciated by Y/n who was about to cum against her girlfriend's pretty little face. She wanted to see it coated in her cum and to see it shine in the blinding sunlight.

"Cum against my mouth Y/n," Kendall briefly said before she attached herself back on Y/n's cunt. Her ex was shocked to hear how Kendall was talking. She was pretty vanilla in bed with him, never one to be too vocal, so to say he was shocked to see her eating pussy enthusiastically would be an understatement.

Y/n lost herself in the pleasure and succumbed to it. She cried out Kendall's name and pushed her face even deeper into her cunt. Kendall continued to lick her through her orgasm, until Y/n's hips were bucking from how sensitive she was.

Kendall pulled her mouth off of Y/n's pussy, breathless and a mess. She wiped her mouth off with the back of her hand. Her finger dipped into Y/n's pussy and she brought it up to Y/n's mouth. Y/n opened up and sucked feverishly on Kendall's finger. She moaned around it, making Kendall's digit vibrate. Her finger popped out of Y/n's mouth with an audible noise. Y/n giggled as if she was drunk, swooning over her orgasm. But they just couldn't stop now.

"It's your turn baby. It's only fair that I return the favor."

Kendall was quick to lay down and spread her legs for Y/n to see. She was already bare which gave Y/n quick access. Y/n placed her hands under Kendall's ass and dragged her forward, earning a yelp from Kendall. She brought Kendall's pussy up to her mouth and began to devour her. Kendall cried out louder than she ever has with anyone else, including her ex. He never heard her cry out in pleasure like this and it left him feeling jaded.

"Juicy. This pussy is so juicy," Y/n said out loud. She wanted to get Kendall's pussy wet before she fucked her but she didn't even need to do much because her girlfriend was a sopping mess. Still, she kept herself between her legs because she wanted a taste of her sweet peach.

Kendall's moans were as sweet as her pussy. Something her ex certainly missed, but didn't get to hear because he was the one making her feel good. Instead he was forced to watch someone else get off the girl he still belonged to him. Y/n enjoyed proving him wrong and showing it by licking at her girlfriend's cunt. Kendall's pussy was absolutely dripping and her walls would clench around Y/n's tongue whenever she dared to slide it in; she was ready to take more than just a tongue or finger.

Y/n pulled away from her pussy and Kendall would've whimpered if it wasn't for the lustful look in Y/n's eye. She knew her girlfriend had something else planned for her.

"I brought your favorite toy you like me to use on that pretty pussy of yours."

Kendall's ears perked up, but something else nagged at her, telling her that it didn't make sense for Y/n to come over ready in lingerie and a strap-on. She was too horny to think her thoughts through and she discarded them, only letting her feelings of desire make her mind into a hazy mess.

She groaned at the sight of Y/n wielding the strap-on. Her girlfriend never looked sexier, especially when her ex was gaping at them in disbelief.

"I want to stuff your mouth with it. Something I'm sure he knows nothing about." Y/n didn't look at him, which was more degrading to him. She spoke as if he wasn't in the room.

Kendall smirked at Y/n as she approached her. Y/n's back stood to her ex, so he wouldn't have been able to see Kendall sucking on the cock, but Kendall wasn't going to disappoint Y/n in helping to make him feel bad. She wrapped her pretty lips around the cock and began to suck on it. He could hear the obscene noises her mouth was making as she got it all wet and hummed around it. The pop her mouth made when she pulled it out of her mouth was loud.

"Mmm, it's so thick...bigger than anything that's been in my tight pussy before."

When she heard the jangling of the cuffs again, she knew she had him. His rage didn't matter to her, it was incomparable to how she felt for the last few months of their spiraling relationship. Even him feeling half as angry as she had during that time was enough to satisfy her, it was going to make Y/n fucking her all the more better.

"Good girl. Get it nice and wet so I can fill you up," Y/n said as Kendall took the length back in her mouth.

Y/n kept her eyes right on Kendall's ex as Kendall sucked on the thick strap-on that was going to be invading her pussy soon. She bobbed her head up and down and looked at Y/n despite not receiving the same eye contact. She could tell that Y/n was getting off on this as much as she was. Y/n wanted Kendall to cream all over her strap and then show it off to her ex.

"Bend over pretty girl, I want to make you feel good."

Kendall popped the cock out of her mouth for the last time. There was an eagerness in her eyes that showed Y/n that she wanted this more than anything. Kendall crawled over to the center of the bed and turned around to face her ex. His face was flushed when she laid eyes on him. She was on all fours, a position he rarely took her in. Y/n came behind her and she felt the head of the cock pressing against her slit. It was incredibly easy for Y/n to slide in since she was wet and her saliva covered the cock. Y/n pushed it deep inside of her, making her float.

"It feels so good," Kendall coos while looking at him, but her praise was only directed towards Y/n.

Y/n grabbed a fistful of Kendall's hair and started to pound into her already. The room was nothing but sounds of Kendall breathlessly moaning and her ass slapping against Y/n's thighs. She didn't expect her girlfriend to take her so fast and rough already but she didn't complain. The tight grip on her hair forced her to look at her ex. Her tits swung between her arms as she tried to find the strength in her arms to keep herself up.

Even when taking her hard and rough from behind, Y/n's affection was still palpable. Being motivated by revenge was wrong, but it felt so good that she was able to rub it in his face that someone treats her better than he ever could. The pretty mouth that was agape from overwhelming pleasure and her swinging tits were no longer his and would never be his again. Because he took her for granted, he was never going to be able to bury himself in that sweet pussy ever again.

Kendall taunts her ex with the details about how Y/n makes her feel so good.

"She knows how to fuck me just right. Fuck -- it feels so good, oh my god I'm going to cum so hard!"

She was adamant on sharing how good she was feeling which pissed him off, but there was nothing he could do.

"Keep fucking me baby. Make me cum!" The intense eye contact she made with her ex would make you think she wanted him to somehow break free and take her. But all of her pleas were for Y/n who was making her feel like she was on cloud nine.

"No one fucks me like she does. And if you think that little dick is going to be in this pussy ever again, you're fucking wrong."

The filth coming from Kendall's mouth makes Y/n fuck her impossibly harder, her cunt squelching with every hot inch that slides in and out of her. Her sweet spot is continuously agitated and it was driving her insane. It was becoming harder for Kendall to taunt her ex as her chest began to explode. Her words stockpiled into a long whine of pleasure as she came hard around the cock inside of her. Y/n had let go of her hair to hold onto her hips again. Her grip was so tight, fingertips indenting into Kendall's skin.

"That's it. That's my girl. Fucking cum for me Kendall."

Y/n thoroughly enjoyed watching Kendall's opening clench tight around the cock. Her pussy was slick with saliva, arousal, and now her cum. It was a hypnotic sight that made Y/n a little bit lightheaded. She felt herself getting wet again.

Kendall reached back to place her hand on Y/n's thigh to slow her down. It had felt good, almost too good and she was feeling overwhelmed. Her body was weak and there was a heavy cloud around her mind. Kendall felt Y/n empty her and she fell against the bed. She closed her eyes despite the calling of her name by her ex-fiancé.

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Sweat accumulated on her brow as she tossed and turned in her bed. This was a fever she just couldn't break.

"Kendall...Kendall." Her ex's voice morphed into Y/n's which caused Kendall's head to spin even more.

She opened her eyes and Y/n was standing over her, fully clothed. The first thing she noticed was that they were at Kendall's home, her new home and not the one she used to share with her ex.

"I finished the soup." Kendall furrowed her brow which caused some concern for Y/n. "Are you okay babe?"

"I had a really weird fucking dream."

From the look on her face, she knew it was something out of the ordinary.

"Well, you know how you get when you're sick. Fever dreams, tossing and turning, asking your girlfriend to make you soup..."

Kendall looked at Y/n again and she had a bowl in her hand. She reached out for it when she realized that she was pretty hungry.

"Eat up, it'll help you feel better," Y/n said as she handed the bowl to Kendall who instantly began to dig in. "I'm going to go clean up the kitchen. Then you can tell me about that dream of yours."