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Hope Mikaelson had spent a lot of time sitting in the Mystic Grill while clutching a glass of the 'good stuff' while she tried not to think about everything she'd lost. Now instead of staring at the glass in her hand, or staring off into the distance, she was staring at her phone. Which admittedly wasn't unheard of, but she wasn't normally just staring at one page with only a few words on it. That was exactly what she was doing though, and it was sad, and kind of weird. After all, the words she was staring at was a simple 'hi' and the name of the person who sent it. Josie Saltzman. Who she'd been thinking about a lot lately, but even more after they'd had sex.
If that happened only a few months ago Hope would still be obsessing over it, but there wouldn't be any guilt, because it would have been two friends taking things to the next level. Something Hope realised she wanted a little too late. No, she'd known she wanted it even back then, but the timing was wrong, and it was just... complicated. But now it was even more complicated, because they'd had sex when Josie couldn't remember who she was, which was a violation of her trust and friendship, and Hope was ashamed of herself for it. Just not ashamed enough to do the right thing, and skip town. No, instead she was sitting in a bar, staring at her phone, desperately fighting herself from typing a response. And ultimately failing.
Hi, Hope typed.
Hi? That was the best she could do? God, she was just so stupid. She should have come up with something better, although she wasn't sure what. Honestly, she should just apologise, or tell Josie the truth, that they simply couldn't do this, and be done with it. Or just delete the message and spend the rest of her life avoiding Josie. Or at least the rest of Josie's life. She should also smash her phone just to make sure that she couldn't be traced. Yes, that suddenly sounded like a good idea. Then all of a sudden Josie was typing, and Hope was holding her breath. Then against her better judgement Hope started replying over and over again.
Can we talk?
Sure... u ok?
Yes. Just... thinking about u.
Me too. That I've been thinking about you, not me, because, you know. Hope typed, and hating herself for it.
I know. Josie replied, and Hope could imagine her grinning.
There was another brief pause, before Hope's phone rang, which made her jump a bit, and bite her lip before ultimately answering, "Hi."
"Hi." Josie giggled softly.
"I thought we already went through this." Hope quipped.
"I know, I just... I just wanted to hear your voice." Josie confessed, then obviously realised she had said too much, and quickly added, "So, have you given any more thought into that school tour I mentioned?"
"Why? Are you asking me out?" Hope asked flirtatiously.
"Only, only if you want me too." Josie answered, and Hope could practically hear her adorable blush.
Which was one of the many reasons it pained Hope to reply, "I... I don't know."
"Oh." Josie mumbled heart-breakingly.
In fact, it was so heart-breaking that Hope couldn't help confess, "I like you Josie, I really do. It's just that, I got out of a long-term relationship recently, and I don't know if I should jump straight back into another one."
"I get it. Believe me, I get it." Josie confessed, unwittingly telling Hope something she already knew, "I'm still kind of getting over a break-up myself."
"First love?" Hope question softly, even though she already knew the answer.
"I guess..." Josie said, before confessing something that she didn't realise was very telling, "There was this girl who broke my heart, and I thought we were done, but we also spent like a year orbiting each other, and just when I thought we were going to get back together she moved away, and I miss her. But, there something else. I don't know, have you ever felt like you're missing something? Like, someone stole a part of you, and I just can't find it? Or, remember what it was? Is that a thing? Anyway, losing Penelope hurt, but... I don't know, but it feels like she wasn't my first love, but if I can't remember my first love, maybe they weren't that special to me. Or maybe they didn't know I existed."
"They knew." Hope said without thinking, then quickly try to cover, "I mean, who wouldn't notice you?"
Unfortunately the answer to that was Hope. She'd been so wrapped up in her own problems she hadn't noticed Josie had a crush on her. Admittedly, those problems were pretty epic, but it felt like that shouldn't be an excuse. That she should realise Josie was pining for her, and perhaps more importantly, that she felt the same way. God, things would be so much different of Hope had gotten her shit together back when Josie remembered her. Then again, that might be even worse, because then she would have not merely lost Josie as a friend, but as a girlfriend. In that moment Hope couldn't imagine anything worse, and that was really saying something considering how much it hurt her losing Landon as a boyfriend.
"Thanks." Josie blushed, and then after a few long seconds of silence she pointed out, "My, my point is, we don't have to rush into anything. We can be friends first? Or just friends, if that's what you want?"
Hope was so lost in her thoughts she almost didn't hear the response, then she wished she didn't, because she was left biting her lip for a few long seconds, before replying, "I'm... I'm not really looking for new friends, either."
"Oh." Josie mumbled heartbreakingly, which again pushed Hope into replying.
"I just..." Hope started, wondering how best to put this, "I, I had friends last year, and then I kind of... lost them, and now I'm not sure what I want."
"Oh?" Josie mumbled, unsure what to say for a few long seconds, then asking, "Do you miss them?"
"You have no idea." Hope admitted softly, and sadly.
There was a brief pause, then Josie cautiously asked, "Can, can you get them back?"
Another pause, then Hope softly said, "No."
Yet another pause, then Josie pushed gently, "Did it help? After you know, your loss? I hate to bring it up, but when you told me about it before, it sounded like you've been through a lot, and people are one thing which can make that easier."
Which actually made Hope let out a pathetic cry, little tears leaving her eyes as she whimpered, "Everyone keeps leaving me."
"I won't." Josie said firmly, unknowingly making it worse, "I, I know I just met you, but I feel like I've known you my whole life, you know? And, and I really want to help you. Be there for you... and am I coming off as a total stalker?"
"A little bit." Hope chuckled despite herself, before admitting, "But... I feel the same way. I... I can't stop thinking about you."
"I can't stop thinking about you either." Josie quickly admitted, sounding relieved. It then felt like the girls exchanged a smile, before Josie pushed, "So, are you in the Mystic Grill again?"
"Am I really that predictable?" Hope laughed.
"I've only known you for like five seconds, but I'm guessing yes?" Josie chuckled, then after another pause asked, "Soooooo, are you on the hunt for another... distraction?"
Hope smiled softly and flirtatiously, "Well, not yet. But who knows, maybe I'll be lucky, and someone walks in the door that I can't resist."
"Maybe they will..." Josie said flirtatiously back, before hanging up.
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Less than half an hour later Josie was approaching the entrance to the Mystic Grill, only to find Hope coming towards her, which made her jump to conclusions, "Backing out?"
"No." Hope said firmly as she came to stand in front of Josie.
"Oh?" Josie raised an eyebrow.
"Actually... I was thinking we could do the responsible thing. Go back to your place, or mine. Do this properly. Or..." Hope said softly, before leaning into whisper into Josie's ear, "I can take you round the back of the Mystic Grill, and fuck you up against the wall."
Josie blushed furiously, but barely hesitated replying, "Second option, please."
Hope smirked, took hold of Josie's hand, and slowly led her into the alleyway, "Looks like someone has a real kink for public sex."
"It was your idea." Josie pointed out, before quickly adding, "Not that I'm complaining, it's just that..."
Poor Josie didn't really get a chance to finish her words before Hope pushed her up against the wall, pressed her body firmly against hers and kissed her. Which for a moment Hope thought was a mistake, as Josie tensed up and didn't start kissing her back. It only lasted a few long seconds, but it felt like an eternity to Hope. Then thankfully Josie relaxed into the kiss, and even pulled the other girl more firmly against her, allowing both of them to relax and forget their troubles for a few long minutes. Then unfortunately they broke apart for air, and they came rushing back. At least for Hope. Probably because she had good reason to feel guilty, and not just for the aforementioned betrayal of trust which would be fucking Josie Saltzman again without telling the other girl the truth.
It was far worse this time. The first time had just kind of happened, and while Hope hadn't stopped it, it was probably something sweet Josie could forgive her for. But this? This was waiting around for Josie to show up so they could have sex again, with absolutely no intention of telling the truth. And then when she actually tried to do the right thing and leave it felt like chickening out, and then she lied to Josie about that too. Only it was more of a half truth, as she had come out of the bar/restaurant a while ago, but she stayed because she didn't want to leave. Especially as she could smell Josie's arousal when she approached, pushing her into this position, when at the very least she should be taking Josie somewhere there was a nice soft bed.
"How romantic?" Josie quipped, indicating to the dumpster right besides them.
"I... I thought we could use the extra cover." Hope admitted sheepishly, before leaning in and confessing, "But trust me, it's worse for me. You can't imagine what my nose is picking up right now."
"I think I can." Josie scoffed, scratching up her nose, before quipping to her fellow witch, "What, are you a werewolf too or something?"
"Or something." Hope grumbled softly, before quickly distracting from that line of thinking, "But there's only one smell I care about right now... yours!"
Which caused Josie to blush adorably, and then when she opened her mouth to give a response to that Hope just kissed her firmly again, which definitely succeeded in silencing her, and perhaps even making her lose her train of thought. Hope certainly did for what was probably a few long minutes of making out, only for her vaguely to remember when she started kissing Josie's neck. That being that while the dumpster smell was unpleasant Hope found it easy to ignore with the other girl so close to her. And not just because of Josie's arousal. No, it was also the smell of her friend's perfume, and the smell underneath that which was pure Josie Saltzman.
That was one thing about having heightened-senses, being able to pick up people's scent beneath any deodorant or perfume, and pure Josie smelt good. Hope also had the benefit of hearing Josie's heart beating rapidly beneath her chest, and thanks to the pulse points she was now covering in kissing, making this sweet girl squirm, whimper and tremble underneath her. Which gave Hope a euphoric sense of power, something she'd only previously known when doing this to her friend before. Oh yes, Hope Mikaelson was the infamous tribrid, arguably the most powerful supernatural creature that ever existed, and yet for all her spells, and the time that she was a wolf, nothing quite compared to this.
In an instant that feeling of power was taken from her, and the mighty tribrid tried to protest but she was instantly silenced. And not by a group of supernatural creatures trying to take her down, or some long forgotten monster, or anything like that. No, it was one little siphon girl, who in one quick motion drained enough energy out of her to suddenly switch their positions and pin her up against the wall. Which would've probably been infuriating if it had been anyone else, but instead Hope found herself really turned on by it. Not that she really got a chance to protest, as she was too busy kissing back when Josie smashed her lips against hers. God, Hope even whimpered with need, which was horribly embarrassing, especially when it caused Josie to giggle into the kiss.
Another thing which took Hope by surprise was Josie's hands being the first to truly make a move. Somewhere during the making out session they started sliding her hands all over each other, but they had both been clearly trying to ease each other into the idea. Admittedly Hope was eager to move on at that point, but she wasn't expecting it to be her boobs which were touched first. But they were, and Josie did it with just the right amount of firmness, and caressed them just right, in a way which made Hope's knees weak. God, Josie even broke the kiss and moved her lips down to the tribrid's neck and not only kissed it, but gently bit down on it, making Hope's eyes go yellow with a desperate need to return the favour.
Before she could Josie whispered in her ear, "I have a present for you."
Hope was almost afraid to ask, but ultimately curiosity got the better of her, and she moaned, "What?"
"This!" Josie grinned.
With that sweet Josie Saltzman muttered some sort of spell, making something appear in her hand which she then pressed against the crotch of Hope's pants. Hope didn't have to look to know what it was, as the shape was unmistakable, but she just couldn't believe it. Not sweet Josie. And yet, she received further confirmation when Josie turned the thing on, causing a gentle buzzing which was unlikely to be heard by any passers by, but sounded deafening to the ears of the tribrid. God, Hope wasn't sure she'd ever blushed so hard, or felt so weak. But she wanted it. Oh fuck, she wanted sweet little Josie Saltzman to use that thing on her, up against a wall beside the dumpster at the Mystic Grill, and make her cum hard and fast.
"It's a pocket rocket." Josie explained, beginning to babble nervously, "It's design for your clit. Well, a clit. An ex of mine got it for me. I don't think she thought I'd use it, but I did. Last night, thinking about you. Thinking about using this thing on you. Can I? Oh please Hope, let me fuck you with this. Believe me, it will make you cum so fucking hard."
Again Hope was left blushing furiously, but she barely hesitated to respond. She tried with words at first, but to have Josie Saltzman saying such things to her, right after introducing this toy into the equation no less, rendered her completely speechless. So the mighty tribrid had to be content with simply nodding her head, which caused Josie to give her the kind of beaming smile which Hope would do anything to see again. Then Josie thankfully kissed her again, allowing her to relax and forget about what was about to happen to her, even just for a few long seconds. Then she got a reminder as Josie began rubbing the vibrator against her crotch, and even though she turned it off, that action was enough to make Hope practically tremble with need.
Which again, had Josie grinning, first into the kiss, and then going back and pressing those upturned lips against Hope's neck. This left Hope to bite her lip and stare straight ahead of her in an attempt to control her reactions. After all, they were in a public place, and the last thing she wanted to do was make too much noise and get them caught. More importantly, she was the tribrid Hope Mikaelson, and she couldn't be left some whimpering wreck by some little toy. Or by a less powerful being. And yet no matter how hard she tried, that was exactly what happened. Oh God, the mighty tribrid Hope Mikaelson whimpered, gasped and moaned as she continued letting Josie Saltzman have her way with her, and she hadn't even really started to use that toy.
Those sounds only increased when the tiny vibrator was pushed into Hope's pants and turned on to what had to be the lowest setting. Which wasn't as frustrating as the fact that the toy wasn't directly against Hope's clit, but simply pressing against it through her panties, something which was no doubt intentional given the way that Josie grinned again against her neck. She then even celebrated by biting down on the soft skin again, making the mighty tribrid cry out extra loudly. Hope really was impressed by this. She hadn't known that Josie had this in her. Well, she always known Josie had inner strength, but somehow she just hadn't predicted the sweet girl using it during sex.
Hope was delighted that Josie was, but she hated her reactions to it. Thankfully Josie started going back and forth between kissing her, and attacking her neck, meaning she was at least occasionally muffled, and honestly it was hard to care about anything when Josie Saltzman was kissing her. Actually, it was hard to care about anything else except the incredible pleasure the other girl was constantly making her feel. Especially when she gradually pushed things along by doing things like sliding the little vibrator up and down her pussy lips, and finally push Hope's completely ruined panties out of the way so that the toy could be touching her needy cunt directly.
Best of all Josie began slowly turning up the settings, which seem to be medium, and then fast. Or at least she hoped it didn't do any faster than this, because she wasn't sure she could take anymore. Not when combined with the sheer joy of having sweet, mouse-like Josie Saltzman have her way with her like this. And not after she had been thinking about sex with Josie pretty much nonstop since it happened before, but especially after she knew Josie was on her way. Oh God, all that just ganged up on her until she found herself aching to cum embarrassingly quickly. But she couldn’t do that. No, she had already embarrassed herself enough, and the tribrid Hope Mikaelson would not be forced to cum so quickly, just from a tiny sex toy, and some girl who had like, a fraction of her power.
Of course what was meant to be giving herself a pep talk spectacularly backfired, and Hope was feeling totally humiliated when she came what felt like less than a minute later. Although it was about then that Josie unbuttoned her shirt, then pulled it and the tribrid's bra out of the way so she could get access to Hope's boobs. Something that Hope could have easily stopped, but she didn't. She didn't want too. God, did she not want too. Which definitely felt like the right decision as Josie lashed her mouth around one of her nipples and started frantically sucking on it, swirling her tongue around it, and then finally biting down upon it. She then went back and forth on them, although Hope was barely aware of it, given that she was busy cumming at that point.
Thankfully Josie had the presence of mind of pushing her free hand over Hope's mouth, otherwise they would have surely been discovered. Then again in Mystic Falls there were screams coming from alleys all the time, so maybe people were just instinctively smart enough to stay away. Actually, Hope wasn't sure what she would do if they were discovered this point. Definitely not stop, that's for sure. Not for anything. She just hoped she wouldn't hurt anyone in the process. And more importantly, she hoped she wouldn't hurt sweet Josie, as the tribrid was finally squirming and shaking beneath the witch, which made her feel like she was going to turn at any minute into her wolf form, or cast a spell, or something.
Instead Josie mercifully bought her down from her high, decreasing the force of the suction and the speed of the vibrating until she pulled away from her slightly. Then when she was sure that Hope was looking at her Josie very slowly bought the pocket rocket up to her lips, slid it into her mouth, and then moaned at tasting Hope's cum. Which ironically made Hope think she was going to cum again. At the very least she experienced a powerful aftershock which made her body tremble, and feel pathetically weak. Which was momentarily replaced with strength, as she told herself this was it, the moment she turned the tables back to what they should be, and make Josie cum multiple times with that toy of hers. Both return the favour, and establish who the dominant one was supposed to be around here.
It turned out to be a fleeting thought, because instead Josie took control of the situation again, unsurprisingly using her ability to drain some of the magic from Hope's body, just like she had during their first time together. However instead of using that to pull her upwards, she did the exact opposite, pushing Hope downwards, onto her knees in front of the other girl. The other girl who was wearing a skirt. A skirt which was lifted up, and placed over the back of her head, so her face was pressed against Josie's pussy. Not directly, as there were a pair of panties in the way, something Hope very much wanted to shred to pieces. Especially as she could already taste pure Josie through those soaking panties.
"Make me cum." Josie ordered softly, but firmly, while gently stroking the back of Hope's head through her skirt, before telling her something she already knew, "It won't be hard."
This wasn't how Hope wanted to do this. Josie deserved so much better than this. Oh God, Hope so wanted to insist on doing this right. Of using the help of some spell to teleport them somewhere better, or just her superspeed, to place Josie in a luxurious bed and then worship her for hours as she should be worshiped. But Josie had asked, and it was hopeless for Hope to even try and disobey. Especially when that heavenly flavour was setting fire to her taste-buds. So first for a few long minutes she allowed herself to lose complete control, shoving that annoying fabric out of the way so she could get to pure Josie, and then devouring her friend's pussy like a starving woman.
Luckily for her it seemed that Josie had got quite a kick out of topping the infamous tribrid. Well, not infamous anymore. In fact, Josie's arousal was purely on the fact that Hope was objectively attractive. And maybe, just maybe she actually liked her. Something which would make Hope's heart flutter when she looked back on this later. Of course for that moment she really couldn't think coherently, and was simply comforted by the fact that Josie seemed more than ready for enthusiastic licking and sucking right from the get-go. Which seem to work a treat, regardless of the fact that Hope had no idea what she was doing, and was barely aware of what she was doing at first, as she was so delirious with lust.
Then just as Hope was seriously considering changing her name, as she clearly wasn't worthy of being called a Mikaelson anymore, she remembered one very important thing. That being of course, fingers. Oh yes, she might not have a very good idea how to properly eat pussy, but she had a pretty good idea how to finger one, given previously playing with her own, and especially her first time with this amazing girl. So she, somewhat reluctantly, replaced her tongue with her fingers, two of which she pushed straight into Josie. Which was quickly followed by her tongue returning to that pussy, albeit to concentrate on Josie's clit, while she cautiously pushed a third finger into her friend's cunt.
Which prove Josie wonderfully right, her friend clearly cumming nice and hard, giving Hope a tremendous sense of pride. Sadly she was intensely aware of how loud the other girl was being, the fact that she still had the vibrator in her mouth doing little to muffle her orgasmic cries. And it was likely that Hope had been the same way when it had been her turn to cum, meaning as much as she wanted to they couldn't stay here much longer. And Hope couldn't just make Josie cum again, no matter how much she wanted too. No, she would be the mature adult here, and put a stop to this. Like she should've done before. Something she put out of her mind as she slowly bought her friend down from her high, before getting to her feet and kissing her.
She hesitated momentarily, both because she wanted to give Josie a chance to recover, and she wasn't sure she would want to kiss her after what she'd just done. Which of course was ridiculous, as they had done this exact thing before, but Hope's brain wasn't exactly working right at that moment. It didn't help that Josie looked even more beautiful than usual, face flushed and panting, a happy grin crossing her face as she made the toy vanish and grabbed hold of the tribrid. Then they were kissing again, and all was right with the world. Well, all except that they weren't somewhere more private, where they could continue this. Something which was obviously on Josie's mind, given she eventually broke the kiss and softly asked a question which made Hope freeze.
"So, do you want to come back to mine to continue this? Maybe take that school tour I promised you first?" Josie asked hopefully.
Which would probably mean running into Lizzie, and/or Alaric, and God, how could Hope ever look them in the eye again after what she had done to Josie? For that matter how could she look any of her friends in the eye again, or even step foot in the Salvatore School after all of this? It didn't matter whether anyone ever remembered her or not, surely she'd just feel too guilty? And yet, she yearned to return. After all, it felt like the only place she truly belonged anymore. And she missed them all so much, that she just wasn't ready for that. If she ever would be, under the circumstances. Something she had to make clear to Josie, who understandably took her silence negatively.
"We don't have too, I just..." Josie stammered, unsure of herself again.
"I want too." Hope blurted out quickly, before quickly adding at a slower and flirtier pace, "But not now. I don't want to meet your family, or wander around some school, when I could be taking you back to my apartment and fucking you in my bed. Especially when it's not far from here."
Despite everything they had done Josie blushed adorably even while grinning and replying, "I'm good with that. I'll just have to remember to give you the tour another day."
"Yeah... you do that." Hope agreed hesitantly, before kissing Josie so she wouldn't question why she was triggered by the word remember.
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