DISCLAIMER: Alas, I don't own the characters of Popular. They belong to Ryan Murphy, but hopefully he won't mind if I borrow them for a little while.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Based on the prompt "P is for Porn." Written for carpesomediem.
ARCHIVING: Only with the permission of the author.
"Babe, are you watching porn?"
Sam released a girlish squeak of surprise, reflexively slammed her laptop closed, and then turned around to face Brooke. She hadn't heard the blonde enter their college suite; had thought that she'd have the place to herself for another hour.
"What? No! Of course not," she scrambled, her face flushing to a shade just shy of tomato. "You're home early, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in class?"
When Brooke remained silent, clearly waiting for some kind of explanation, Sam sighed in resignation. "It was just, um, research," she mumbled.
Brooke raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Research? What, the school newspaper's doing an article on the lesbian porn industry, so you just had to watch some?" Brooke's expression shifted to a worried one as she continued, "Sam, are we not going fast enough for you? Because I thought we were on the same page about this. That this was new for both of us, and so we didn't want to rush anything. But if you need to watch porn because I'm not satisfying enough for you..." Brooke's sentence trailed off.
"No, Brooke, that's not it at all!" In spite of her complete embarrassment, Sam got up off her chair and crossed the room, quickly wrapping up her girlfriend in a hug. "We're totally on the same page, I promise, and you are more than satisfying enough for me."
Sam squeezed Brooke a little tighter, and then took a step back as she continued, staring down at Brooke's feet instead of meeting the blue-eyed stare. "It's just... We haven't had sex yet, but we've been getting closer to it. And I just wanted to, I don't know... It sounds stupid when I say it out loud, but I wanted to be prepared. You're generally more experienced than I am, and I just wanted to make sure I knew what I was doing, when we get to that point. I wanted you to think that I was good at this."
Now it was Brooke's turn to step forward and wrap her arms around Sam. "Believe me, you have absolutely nothing to worry about," she declared, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "God, Sam, you can turn me on just by looking at me. I can tell you for certain that you are very good at this."
Sam couldn't control the shiver of arousal that ran through her body at the combination of Brooke's sexy tone and the blonde's body pressed firmly up against her own. Without another word, Sam leaned in and captured Brooke's mouth in a demanding kiss. Maybe now would be a good time to try out some of those moves she'd just seen on film.
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