Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Megan Fox or Olivia Wilde or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Megan Fox had only really just got back to her apartment in LA when her doorbell rang. She ignored it at first, because she wasn't expecting anybody, and she wasn't in the mood to deal with any pushy salesman, or worse, crazed fans, but the doorbell kept ringing, and she just lost her patients. What was worse, was that she made the idiotic mistake of opening her door without checking the peep-hole first.
Anyone could've been on the other side, and while she was confident she could handle almost anything on the other side of that door things could have very badly for her. Although when she could open it, she found herself wishing she'd checked first, not because she wouldn't have opened the door if she'd known, but she could have taken a moment to compose herself.
Because there standing right in front of her was Olivia Wilde, who she recently confessed to having a crush on. Which meant this could be really bad, or really, really good. Although right now it was hard to tell, as Olivia had a very hard to read expression on her face, the two actresses staring at each other for what felt like an eternity.
Thankfully no one seemed to be around, and they shouldn't be disturbed given the time of night, whatever this was, there would be no witnesses. Of course, in the few seconds she was looking away from Olivia's face Megan just couldn't resist the urge to let her eyes briefly travel over the other woman's beautiful body, and when she looked back up, it seemed like she wasn't the only one who's eyes were wondering.
"Hey?" Megan greeted cautiously, but hopefully.
"Hey." Olivia replied, and then dryly parroted, "So hot she makes me want to strangle a mountain ox."
Which had Megan grinning widely and stepping back, leaving the door wide open. Thankfully, Olivia returned the grin with one of her own, stepped through the door and slammed it behind her. Then the two women, who had barely spoken with each other prior to this, fell into each other's arms and roughly kissed.
God, she'd had some rough kisses during her life, but this one was really quite something, their lips crashing together and then almost immediately Olivia's tongue forced it's way into her mouth and trying to bully hers into submission. Megan certainly wasn't going to go down without a fight, but it was a little overwhelming, considering she wasn't visibly prepared for it.
It also didn't help that Olivia took her by surprise by turning them around and shoving her back against the door, Megan briefly breaking the kiss as she cried out from the force of it, only for her lips to be captured again. Initially she just thought it was a way to gain an advantage, but then she became vaguely aware of Olivia locking the door behind them, making sure they wouldn't be disturbed.
Which was unlikely, but it was a good idea to make sure, and Megan was glad one of them thought of it, because again, she was a bit overwhelmed by what was happening. Okay, she was very overwhelmed, especially as the other woman's hands began traveling all over her body. Especially as they pretty much went straight for all the fun parts.
Olivia didn't normally do this type of thing. Normally she enjoyed a gentle flirtation, which eventually built to a crescendo. But honestly, that was actually kind of happening now, albeit in a different way. Because while they hadn't truly flirted before, or even exchange that many words, they had been unknowingly orbiting each other for a while now.
After all, they were constantly at the same award shows, events, or even parties, and each and every time Olivia's eyes had been drawn to Megan. She'd make sure not to linger long enough to be discovered, and look away whenever Megan wasn't aware of it, but what she hadn't known until recently, was that the star of Transformers was doing the exact same thing to her. Which really did mean that she could just make a booty call, and that was exactly what she was doing.
She had considered arranging a meeting, or at least calling ahead, which would be easy enough, considering their agents had lunch with each other. But Olivia didn't just want to fuck Megan, she wanted to topped the hell out of her, which she suspected would be a lot easier if she took the other woman off-guard. Just in case.
Because while normally Olivia was good at picking up whether a woman was a top or bottom, for some reason she found it annoyingly impossible to tell with Megan. Although, if Megan really was bi, then Olivia liked her chances of convincing her to being her little slut, as at least in her experience people who were bisexual were mostly switches.
It was certainly going well so far, Olivia able to push Megan up against her own door and control the pace of the kiss. Admittedly Megan fought back more than she would've liked, but it proved easy enough for Olivia to distract her by grabbing her boobs or butt and giving it a good squeeze. Or after a while, squeeze extra hard, as at that point, her hands were pretty much glued to that area.
And when that was not working, there was only one logical progression, namely to slide a hand up Megan's skirt and over her panties, which to Olivia's delight, if not surprise, was nice and wet for her. Something which she savoured for a few long seconds as she rubbed her fingertips over those ruined panties, and then pushed them aside to touch bare flesh.
After only a few seconds of that Olivia pulled her fingertips back, brought them up to her lips and seductively began to suck them clean, which caused Megan to grin wickedly, and chuckle, "Tease."
Olivia finished slowly cleaning her fingers, and then questioned, "I'm a tease, huh?"
"Uh-huh." Megan confirmed.
"Well, why don't you show me to the bedroom, and I'll show you just how much of a tease I am." Olivia challenged.
"Ooooooooooh forward." Megan grinned, "I like it."
