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Title: That Thing About Good Girls
Fandom: Gossip Girl RPF
Challenge: Based on the [livejournal.com profile] femslash_today prompt: "RPF, Blake Lively/Leighton Meester, good girls"
Pairing: Blake Lively/Leighton Meester
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 785
Summary: Leighton's tapping her ass with the tip of one finger, a gentle reminder of what she could be doing, and the fact of this - that she's naked, bent over Leighton's lap, getting spanked and liking it more than she's ever liked anything in her life - is just taking Blake's words away.
Notes: [livejournal.com profile] fivewhatfive, here you go. Also, I may/may not have lifted some of the dialogue directly from that Pippa Lee clip.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I don't know these people. None of this is real.

"You alright?" Leighton asks, voice all sweet tenderness as she runs her thumb over Blake's ass, soothing the sore spots. Tracing the palm-print Blake's sure she's left there.

Blake nods. Leighton just keeps petting her, until she coughs and squirms in Leighton's lap and finds her voice again. "Yeah. I - yeah."

She can't see Leighton, not unless she turns over. (And she's not about to do that.) But Blake's pretty sure, the way Leighton starts to caress with her whole palm, that she's smiling. "You want to do it again?" Leighton says. Her voice is so kind, so genuinely curious, while Blake's so wet she can't even think anymore.

Yes, Blake wants to say. Jesus, yes. Then, she wants to beg for it like a whore. It's - it's a little embarrassing, actually. She's never, ever like this.

Blake can't say yes though, because she can't even even talk, right now. Leighton's tapping her ass with the tip of one finger, a gentle reminder of what she could be doing, and the fact of this - that she's naked, bent over Leighton's lap, getting spanked and liking it more than she's ever liked anything in her life - is just taking Blake's words away. She nods, as hard as she can, hair falling into her eyes. Blake doesn't even have time to brace herself before Leighton's hand comes down on her with a crack, sharp and painful, and oh my god, Blake just wants her to do that one more time.

She whimpers, too loudly, then bites her lip like that'll help. Above her, Leighton murmurs something, a sound that could be comforting or could be appreciative, as she runs her hand down the throbbing curve of Blake's ass and brushes against her pussy. It's not enough. Blake arches her back, trying to angle her hips closer to Leighton's fingertips, but Leighton's hand is gone the second Blake starts to lean into it. She whimpers again, and Leighton laughs. "Be patient."

Blake just bites down on her lip harder and nods again. She doesn't want to be patient, doesn't want to do anything but come, but she's too far gone to find the words for that.

Leighton's hand comes down again, and Blake actually cries out this time, too-loud. She can hear Leighton take a deep breath, and the sound is shaky and just about as undone as Blake feels. In a weird way, that's comforting. Blake arches back again, thisclose to begging, and Leighton actually takes the hint this time and dips her fingers into Blake's pussy.

Blake's knows just how wet she is, because she knows how much she's been getting off on this. But it's one thing to know and it's another to feel it, in the way Leighton's fingers slip-slide against her like she can't quite get enough friction. Blake whimpers again, grinding against Leighton's hand, and oh god does it feel good. Blake's thighs are shaking as Leighton flicks across Blake's clit, almost painful but exactly what she needs. Then, Leighton's dragging her fingers back and slipping them into Blake, three at a time.

Blake's so close, she doesn't even know if she's making noise anymore. All she cares about is the fading sting of Leighton's palm on her ass, the way she feels full of Leighton's fingers and how near she is to the edge. Leighton leans in, putting her mouth so close to Blake's ear that she can feel Leighton breathing. Leighton's still fucking her, hard as ever, but she's more than a little bit breathless when she asks, "Do you want to do it again?"

Blake flexes around Leighton's hand, shuddering and almost-but-not-quite there. "Yes," she tries to say.

It comes out at the same time as a whimper and ends up this tortured half-syllable, all need but no words. She tries again, manages, says it over and over under her breath while her hips rock in time with Leighton's hand. Yes.

Leighton's free hand slides down, cupping Blake's ass one last time. She pulls back and slaps, not as hard as before but yesyesyes, it's just enough. Blake is shaking on Leighton's lap, coming for what feels like days and Leighton just lets her, slows the rhythm of her hand until Blake's finished, until she's so spent she's not really sure if she's going to be able to figure out standing up, later.

Leighton tucks Blake's hair back behind her ear so they can see each other again, and smiles down. "You alright?"

Blake grins back, red-faced and breathless. "Yeah."

"Good girl," she says, voice rough with sex while she strokes Blake's back.

All Blake can do is breathe.

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