Maddie tossed her head back, laughing entirely too hard at the stupid joke her childhood best friend, Frankie Hall, had just told. Maybe it was the weed, or maybe the insanely expensive bottle of white wine, but Maddie and Frankie had been balls of laughter all night.
All throughout the apartment, the only sources of light were Maddie’s signature vanilla-scented candles, and the stars in the night sky.
Sat on Maddie’s couch, the pair passed the bottle of wine back and forth, the weed Frankie had purchased earlier that day still very much in their systems.
“I’m so glad you missed your flight.” Maddie admitted as she looked at Frankie.
In the light of the candles, Frankie could make out the wanting look in Maddie’s eyes; even under the heavy cloud of the weed, and the alcohol swimming in their veins, Frankie was still able to recognize that they were staring into hungry eyes.
From the moment Madison picked them up from the airport after seeing their Instagram story about being stranded in Seattle, there had been this energy in the air; like electricity flowing from a live wire, Frankie and Maddison were buzzing.
Standing outside the airport, Maddison greeted Frankie with a big hug; the sweet smell of her perfume hitting Frankie like a body being dropped in the ocean; in all their thirty years of life, Frankie had never learned to swim, so they were drowning in the smell of her.
As they broke apart, Maddison led them to her car, and after getting in, the pair opted to get some food.
In a hole-in-the-wall diner, Frankie scoffed as Maddison told them about a pizza joint that supposedly rivaled Buddy’s, a little pizzeria in New York City that Frankie and Maddie used to frequent back when they were living in Brooklyn.
“Are you high? Nothing will ever compare to Buddy’s. Josh and Jeff are rolling in their graves right now!” Frankie all but yelled as they slammed their hands down on the table.
A couple of people around them turned to look at the pair but as far as Frankie and Maddie were concerned, they were the only two in the entire world at that moment.
Throughout the near decade that they’d known one another, there was nothing Maddie loved more than riling Frankie up; one of the easiest ways to get Frankie going was to insult Buddy’s, Frankie’s favorite pizza joint.
Even after years spent in Italy, making authentic pizza, and four years of living in Chicago, Frankie remained steadfast in their declaration that Buddy’s was the best pizza joint ever to exist.
Frankie was horrified that Maddie would even suggest such a thing, and they told her that her New Yorker card should be burned for that.
The pair went back and forth some more before Maddie decided that they’d better leave before they were kicked out. After getting the check and leaving a generous tip, the pair filled up their cups one last time and made their way out the door.
The bell above the pizzeria door dinged as Frankie and Maddie spilled out into the cold Seattle night.
On foot, the pair began walking, with no destination in mind, they walked and talked, free to be as loud as they wanted now. Arm in arm, the pair headed down the street, re-countings of their shared childhood on their lips.
“Frankie! You don’t have to lie! I know you fucked her!” Maddie laughed as they made their way down the street.
Frankie made a disapproving sound as they took a long pull from the blunt Maddie had so expertly rolled.
After leaving the diner, Maddie and Frankie ran into Maddie’s friend Pat, a local pothead who had a love of smoking and growing marijuana. Maddie introduced Pat and Frankie, and the trio began chopping it up before Pat turned to Maddie and informed her that he had just gotten a fresh batch of what he claimed to be ‘the best weed of all time.’
“Wanna check it out?” Maddie asked as she turned to Frankie.
Frankie gave a hell yeah, and so the pair slipped into the back of Pat’s Honda and headed back to his place.
The pair, along with Pat, chopped it while Frankie and Maddie shared a joint, and Pat finished up some work. Then, after an uncertain amount of time, the pair bid Pat farewell before heading back out into the Seattle night.
With cloudy minds, Frankie and Maddie walked the streets until suddenly Maddie stopped, causing Frankie, who had been holding her hand, to stop as well.
As the pair looked at one another, that live wire became active again; the current flowing between them was so strong, that Frankie and Maddie’s chests were rising and falling as if they’d just ran several miles.
In an instant, the pair were rushing through the streets, on their way to Maddie’s place. They’d only managed to make it into the elevator before Frankie had Maddie up against the wall with their lips on hers and their hands roaming her body.
Luckily, the pair managed to make it to the twentieth floor, and into Maddie’s apartment without ever being spotted.
In the apartment, the door slammed shut as Maddie fell against it. Frankie’s mouth found her neck as Maddie fumbled to get the door locked.
Once she finally did, Maddie ran her hands up Frankie’s body, pushing their jacket off their shoulders as she walked them towards the couch.
Pushing them down, she straddled their lap as Frankie’s hand eagerly found her ass, pulling Maddie flush against them.
Their mouths crashed together, and Frankie’s lips parted, making way for Maddie to slip her tongue into their mouth.
As Maddie took control of the kiss, Frankie pushed Maddie’s dress up, their hand finding her inner thigh.
“I wanna feel you.” Frankie said, scratching her inner thigh.
Maddie could only moan in response, and that, combined with her pushing her wet core into their hand, was all the response Frankie needed.
Moving her panties to the side, Frankie’s finger practically sunk into her, causing Maddie and Frankie to groan.
Maddie rolled her hips frantically, her pussy practically swallowing their fingers as she went.
By this point, Frankie’s head was spinning; with one arm wrapped around her waist, and their other hand knuckles deep inside her, Frankie fucked Maddie with everything they had.
Orgasm after orgasm ripped through Maddie until she physically couldn’t move anymore.
Tapping out, she flopped onto the couch, watching as Frankie licked their fingers clean.
“You just wait until I catch my breath, then I’m gonna rock your world.” Maddie panted.
Frankie could only laugh before leaning down to kiss her.
The pair went at it again and again, and again, until finally, the pair fell asleep on the couch as the sun began to rise.
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