When you’re at the end of your rope, completely devoid of all comprehension and fucks, staring into the darkest corners of the universe as we know it, searching for something, anything, any semblance of hope or joy to latch onto. Sometimes you have to take a step back and ask yourself. “Is it worth it? Can I work it? Put my thing down, flip it up and reverse it?” When the answer is “absolutely the fuck not” you have to cut your losses and close your laptop in frustration at trying to make words go, for an essay about colloquialisms and their affects on language and how we communicate. 

I sighed and aggressively rubbed my temples. 

“I take it the project isn’t going very well?” My roommate Violet asked while looking up from her book. 

“Not really.” I dragged my hands across my face. “I just wish I could really get into the harmful stereotypes people assume by using everyday dialectal, regional and generational phrases and slang in all types of media, conversations and literature. But my eyes keep glossing over the screen.” 

“Why not take a break? You’ve been going non-stop lately.” 

I turned to her, “I know. I just feel like I need to constantly be studying or else I’m gonna fall behind.”

She set her book down and leaned back on her bed. “Well, then why don’t you work on another subject?” 

I watched her body language shift. Her lips pursed, her hands running along her thighs. I bit my lip. My chest started fluttering. “I guess, it has been a little bit since we--practiced huh?” 

Her face lit up. She tried to play it cool but I had seen that face enough times to know better. I had been nervous when we first got assigned as roommates. Considering I had only started transitioning a year or so prior to coming to this college. 

Turns out the school had no clue what to do with trans people so they just tossed us together to avoid any kind of accountability. I was honestly relieved when I found out Violet was trans too. We could connect and talk about stuff openly. Not to mention she was super cool and also a huge dork. That wasn't the only thing we had in common though. Neither of us had ever really had any kind of experience with partners. So, after a four hour She-Ra binge one night, we came up with the best idea ever, we could practice kissing each other. 

I got up from my desk and slowly walked over to Violet's bed. She looked up at me with her deep brown eyes. I reached down, picked up her book, and set it aside on her desk. She adjusted her position, trying to mask her squirming from me. I crawled onto the bed, inching closer to her. Reaching out, and brushing a wisp of soft, luscious brunette hair behind her ear. 

“Stella?” Her voice came out a whisper. 

I stopped and immediately pulled my hand back. “Yeah Vi?” I asked. 

She bit her impossibly pink lips and looked down. “I um, was thinking. Could we maybe practice more than just kissing?” 

 A wave of relief washed over my body. I eased a bit closer to her. “What did you have in mind?” I gave a slight smirk. 

“I-um. I was wondering if maybe we should do some moaning practice too? I don’t wanna be bad at it, you know?” 

I lingered inches away from her face. I could practically taste her already. “I think we could work on that. For uh--practice.” 

  Our eyes were lost in each other. No blinking, no words, just pure suspense. I had been thinking of lots of things I had wanted to do. But I was too nervous to actually say anything.

I took a sharp breath and broke the wall of tension separating us. Violet squeaked as my lips met hers. Her lips were the softest thing I had ever felt. She cupped my head in her hand and pulled me closer. The passion behind her movements was unmistakable. I followed her lead and started to play with her tongue. 

I began to run my hand up her shirt, relishing the touch of her. She whimpered into me until my fingers found her tender breasts. Violet pulled away from the kiss releasing a moan. I couldn't help but giggle. Her moans were so adorable. I wanted to hear more. I needed to hear more. 

I nibbled at her neck and shoulder. Planting small kisses before sinking my teeth in. The noises she made only sent me further into pure bliss. No music theory, no chord, no sound, nor symphony, could ever compare to such radiant noises. She pulled back for a moment, her breathing was heavy, and her face three shades brighter red than before. 

“This is uh--good practice. Stella? Can I admit something?” Her voice was trembling. With anticipation or fear I wasn't sure. 

“You can tell me anything Vi.” I said calmly. Not sure what was coming next.

“I um, don’t think I like any of the boys here on campus. But uh, I like it when we do this.”

There it was. We had both come here with practically no experience with partners. So we decided to practice with each other, so that when we got boyfriends we wouldn't be the awkward girls who didn't know anything. But, truth was, I hadn't been pursuing any guy for months at this point. I thought that since I was a girl now, I’d have to date a guy. But…it never really seemed to be my thing. But Violet. She was cute, a massive nerd, kind, and literally the coolest girl I’d ever met. But, I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. 

“I like it when we do this too.” I replied softly with a smile. 

“Do you maybe want to do more?” She asked nervously. 

I wondered if she’d ever feel the same way about me as I do her. But for the time being, I definitely wanted to keep “practicing”.

I nodded my head in response. She smiled and reached down, lifting her shirt over her head. A light bulb went off in my brain, and in my chest. My hands moved to her, holding her arms above her head, the shirt covering her face completely. 

“I…” She squeaked. 

My entire being lit up at the sight of her. “I have an idea, if you’re okay with it. You could stay like this for a bit. That way you can pretend it’s someone else, or anyone doing it. For--practice.”

She squirmed a bit before relaxing. “Yeah--someone else.”

I lowered her fully onto the bed, running my tongue over her exposed chest, letting my lips dance across her skin. Playfully teasing her breasts with my mouth. Her whines and whimpers electrified my body. I savored every touch, every kiss, every bite. I was going to be like an owl from a 1970’s candy commercial and find out how many licks it would take to get to the center of her. 

My hands traced every inch of her exposed torso. I was searching for any spot that would elicit noises from her and mentally bookmarking them. 

“Fuck, Stella!” She let out as my tongue found its way to her nipples once again. “I--I want more.” 

I moved up and gently kissed her collar bone, causing her to tremble. “Yeah? Tell me what you want, pretty girl.” 

I felt her squirm and tense up beneath me. I was thankful her face was covered so she couldn't see the giant grin plastered across my face. I was ready to do anything for her. 

Violet's legs rubbed together. “Um, I’ve never been eaten out before. I’d…” She paused for a moment. I was already licking my lips in anticipation. “If you don’t want to, I under…” 

There was no need for her to say anything else. I leaned back and slowly undid the button to her jeans. Sliding the zipper down oh so playfully. She lifted her hips, allowing for easier access to remove the garment to which I capitalized on by easing down her panties as well. I quickly discarded the items and was left with her naked body at my fingertips. 

I wanted to taste every inch of her. I wanted to please her in any way I could, not just because she was stunningly gorgeous. But because she was Violet. The girl I stayed up late talking with, the girl I could nerd out about the Blue Bomber with, the girl who happened to be my very first kiss. I yearned for her. 

But I had a job to do. I turned her over, spreading her legs as I teased my tongue up the back of her thighs. Relishing her whimpers as I made my way to her ass. My fingernails lightly dragged across her cheeks, as my tongue inched closer, and closer. She let out a slew of moans as I ran my tongue over her hole, lightly easing the tip inside of her. Taking my time. She wanted the practice, and I wanted to make sure she got the full experience. 

I inserted my tongue deeper inside of her. Pulling out, and going deeper with every lick. Her body tensed up as she leaned into me. My heart was fluttering, constantly sending my mind between realms of, “Holy fuck I can’t believe I’m doing this,” and “This feels so right, I can’t believe I haven’t done this sooner.” 

With each thrust of my tongue, her body pushed back against mine, her moans filled the room, her eagerness intensified. 

“Ahh, mmfmf, fuck, Stella!” She cried out. “Fuck me, please. I want more, anything, everything! I--I want more. Fingers, or maybe…” 

I pulled away without saying a word. Only my heavy breaths, and the removal of my leggings and panties could be heard from me. Violet laid there, her body twitching in delight. I walked over to my desk and opened up the drawer grabbing a bottle of lubricant and generously applying it to my leaking, fully erect girldick. 

“Stella, please. I want you. I need you inside of me.” She pleaded right before I yanked the shirt from over her head, giving her full sight of me. 

Her eyes were wider than I’d ever seen them. Those pink lips, hair frazzled, everything about her screamed desire. I simply smirked and got back onto the bed, giving her ass a firm smack as I did. 

She yelped as I grabbed hold of her hips and aligned her body with mine. Teasing my tip against her ass. 

“I need it inside of me. Pleeease!” She whimpered. 

I was never one to deny a pretty girl's request. My body sparked with ecstasy as I entered her. Slowly easing myself inside, lavishing in her sounds. I couldn’t help but release whines of my own as I carefully pulled back and inserted my entire length into her. I could feel her trembling. She clenched her ass around me causing me to let out an unexpected “Fuck!” 

Violet made a giggle mixed with pleasure. Her toying only ignited my want. I began to thrust inside of her, causing her tone to shift from playful, to that of biting into a Chinese dumpling as she moaned wontonly. 

I’d been fantasizing about this for so long. Her touch, her warmth, her everything. I steadied my pace as I reached down, wrapped my arms around her, and pulled her up against me. Both of us on our knees, me inside of her, and the release of utter euphoria as I bit into her neck and continued to thrust inside her. 

“”F-f-f-fuuu-u-uck.” Was all she could squeak out in a high pitched tone. 

“Violet.” I said breathily. “I’ve wanted this for so long. You, you’re so fucking beautiful.”

She took one of my hands and guided it down between her legs. I began to stroke her without a second thought. 

“Harder, Stella, I want this. I want you. Fuck I’m so close already. Just a little more.” 

I all but growled as I fucked her as hard as I could, stroking and thrusting with vigor I had never felt before. She set something off in me. She sparked the flames of passion and want like no else had. 

“Cum for me Violet. Be a good girl and cum for me.” I moaned out as I felt everything inside myself building up. 

She whimpered with each thrust, going higher and higher, until she began to shake and cried out as she came, covering my hand in a warm mess. With a final thrust I couldn’t hold on any longer, and erupted inside her.

We both collapsed onto the bed, panting and whining as we held each other close. I hadn’t realized how much I was shaking until that point. Her skin was soft and her body was warm, but nothing could ever compare to how warm her smile was. We laid there, entranced by each other, sneaking kisses where we could. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, there was no one else I wanted. 

 “Stella?” Violet was the first one to break the silence. “I was thinking. Maybe we could go out on a date or something?” 

Oh gosh, I’d love nothing more than to do that. Just going on a walk, maybe getting ice cream, staring into her gorgeous brown eyes in the moonlight. But, how did she mean it when she said date? “Like, as a practice date?”

Violet rolled her eyes. “God you’re such a dumbass.” She said right before our lips met once more. I could get used to this kind of studying.  

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