thedirtysouth posted in blueridgeschool:

When Tatum admitted that of course she knew one of her dislikes, Mack could feel her heart skip a beat. The familiarity of it caused her heart to almost burst in happiness, Tatum knew little things about her, things that she couldn't figure out from just casually knowing her. Mackenzie would have come up with a probing response, but then Tatum's hands were grabbing the front of her shit and she was completely lost in kissing the other girl.

Tipping her head back to give the other girl better access to her neck, she hummed happily. She felt a small shiver make it's way down her spine, and couldn't help but shudder as she felt the girl's lips on her neck. She ran her hands down the smaller girl's back, gripping at her shirt. She wanted so badly to feel the girl's bare back under her palms, but she didn't want to move this too quickly. Tatum was in control, and she knew that if she pushed the girl too far, she'd pull back into her shell.

She did, however, play with the bottom of Tatum's shirt, letting her fingers brush the little sliver of skin that was accessible. Mack might have let Tatum have control of the situation, but no one had ever said suggestion wasn't allowed.