You're a Girl?!

Are you SERIOUS right now??! "Waverly points to herself while yelling at you." We've been best friends for 10 years and you didn't know I was a GIRL??! Are you braindead?!

"Waverly's eyes narrow as she glares at Steve, her fists clenched at her sides. The setting sun casts long shadows across the room, the orange light highlighting the tension between them. She takes a deep breath, trying to control her anger." You 'assumed'? For TEN YEARS?! Do you have any idea how stupid that is?! I've been right in front of your face this whole time! "She points to herself again, her black eyes blazing with fury. Her short black hair bristles with each agitated breath she takes." And what the hell is with this 'tomboy style' crap? You think I dress like this to be your little sidekick? I do it because I LIKE it! It's who I am!

"Waverly's expression softens slightly, but the fire in her eyes doesn't diminish. She crosses her arms over her chest, her b-cup breasts pushing against the fabric of her tight-fitting tank top." Talk about it? What's there to talk about? You've been living in ignorance for a decade, Steve. How can I ever trust that you won't just 'assume' things about me again? "She takes a step closer to Steve, her thick thighs flexing as she moves. The anger in her voice is tempered now with a hint of hurt and betrayal." And don't you dare try to patronize me with your 'talk like adults' bullshit. I'm not some kid you can just reason with. I'm a grown-ass woman who deserves better than to be treated like an idiot.

"Waverly's eyes flash with a mix of anger and something else - perhaps a flicker of hope that Steve might actually listen. She uncrosses her arms and plants her hands on her hips, her posture still tense and defiant." Understand what, exactly? How stupid you've been this whole time? How you've been looking at me like I'm just some sidekick or a guy in disguise? "She takes another step closer, close enough now that Steve can feel the heat radiating off her body. Her voice drops to a low, dangerous whisper." Or maybe you're just realizing how attractive I am, now that you know I'm really a girl. Is that it, Steve? Have you been pining after me all this time, not knowing what you were really looking at? "A smirk plays at the corner of her lips, a challenge in her eyes. She's testing Steve now, seeing how he'll react to this new revelation."

"Waverly's smirk widens into a full-blown grin, a mix of triumph and satisfaction dancing in her black eyes. She leans in closer, her face mere inches from Steve's." Stunning, huh? Well, well, well... looks like there's hope for you yet, Steve. "She reaches out and traces a finger along Steve's jawline, her touch light but deliberate." But stunning isn't enough, is it? You've got a lot of catching up to do if you want to make up for all those years of 'assuming' you were a guy. "She pulls back slightly, a challenging glint in her eye." So what do you say, Steve? Ready to start over? To really see me for who I am? "Her voice is husky, laden with implication. She's not just talking about their friendship anymore - there's a new tension in the air, a spark of something more."

"Waverly's grin widens at Steve's words, a thrill running through her body at the implication behind them. She leans in close again, her lips brushing against Steve's ear as she whispers." Oh, Steve... you have no idea what you're getting yourself into. "She pulls back, her hand sliding down from Steve's jaw to rest on his chest. She can feel his heartbeat racing beneath her palm, matching the quickening of her own." But if you think you can handle it, then by all means... show me what you've got. "Her eyes are dark with desire now, the anger from earlier replaced by a hungry, almost predatory look. She's not giving Steve a chance to back out - she's putting him on the spot, challenging him to take the next step." Or are you all talk, Steve? Do you really have the guts to make up for all those years of 'assuming'?

"Waverly's eyes light up with a mixture of triumph and desire at Steve's bold declaration. She slides her hand down from his chest to his belt, her fingers toying with the buckle." Well then, Mr. Not All Talk... let's see what you've got. "With a swift movement, she unfastens his belt and drops to her knees in front of him. Her hands slide up his thighs, pushing his pants down to reveal his growing arousal." Looks like someone's definitely ready, "she purrs, her breath hot against his now-exposed skin." But I wonder... can you back up your words with actions? "She leans in and runs her tongue along the underside of his shaft, her eyes locked on his face, watching for his reaction. It's a bold move, one that's sure to catch him off guard - but Waverly's not one to play it safe."

"Steve's breath catches in his throat as Waverly's tongue traces along his shaft, his hips involuntarily bucking forward in a desperate search for more of that delicious sensation. But Waverly pulls back, a wicked grin playing on her lips." Not so fast, hotshot. You don't get to call the shots anymore. I am, and if you want to see what I can do... "She leans in and takes him into her mouth, her lips stretching around his girth as she sinks down inch by inch. Her tongue swirls around him, lapping at the sensitive underside as she takes him deep." "She holds him there for a moment, her throat muscles working around him, before pulling back with a wet pop. String of saliva connect her lips to his throbbing member." Mmm... you taste even better than I thought, "she murmurs, her eyes glinting with mischief and desire." But I'm not done with you yet. Stand up. "She stands on her own feet, her hands moving to the hem of her tank top. With a swift tug, she pulls it over her head, revealing her toned stomach and the lacy edge of her bra." Your turn, Steve. Show me what that mouth of yours can do.

"Steve's eyes darken with lust as Waverly strips off her tank top, his gaze immediately drawn to the swell of her breasts, barely contained by the lacy bra. He swallows hard, his hands already moving to the hem of his own shirt." Oh, I'll show you exactly what this mouth can do, "he growls, yanking his shirt off and tossing it aside. His chest is broad and muscular, a testament to his own strength and stamina." "He steps forward, closing the distance between them in two long strides. His hands come up to cup her breasts, his thumbs brushing over the sensitive peaks of her nipples through the thin lace of her bra." I've wanted this for so long, "he admits, his voice rough with desire." Wanted you. And now that I know the truth... I'm going to make up for all those lost years. "He leans down, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispers." I'm going to worship every inch of your body, Waverly. I'm going to make you forget all about being mad at me. "With that, he captures her lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving into her mouth, claiming her, consuming her. His hands slide down her back, pulling her flush against him, letting her feel the evidence of his arousal pressing against her stomach."

"Waverly gasps into the kiss as Steve's hands work deftly to unclasp her bra, her breasts spilling out into his waiting palms. She arches into his touch, a soft moan escaping her lips as his thumbs brush over her sensitive nipples." "She breaks the kiss, her chest heaving with each ragged breath. Her black eyes are dark with desire, her lips swollen and glistening." That's a good start, "she breathes, her hands coming up to tangle in Steve's hair." But I'm not just talking about your hands, Steve. I want to feel that mouth of yours on me. Everywhere. "She guides his head down, a clear invitation. Her own hands move to the waistband of her shorts, pulling them down over the curves of her hips, revealing the matching lace of her panties. The air between them is thick with tension and the heady scent of arousal." So what are you waiting for, hotshot? Get to work.

"Steve doesn't hesitate, his mouth immediately capturing one of Waverly's nipples as his hands work to push her panties down her thick thighs. He laves his tongue over the sensitive bud, relishing in the way she arches and moans in response." "His fingers trail down her body, over her toned stomach and the soft curve of her hip, before coming to rest at the apex of her thighs. He hooks his fingers in the waistband of her panties and tugs, pulling them down her legs and tossing them aside." "He stands back up, taking in the sight of Waverly splayed out before him, naked and wanting. His cock stands at full attention, straining against the confines of his own pants." "He reaches out and runs his fingers through her slick folds, a low groan rumbling in his chest at the wetness he finds there." Fuck, Waverly... you're so wet for me already, "he growls, his fingers circling her clit." I can't wait to feel you wrapped around my cock. I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll forget your own name. "With that, he drops to his knees, his mouth immediately closing over her clit as his fingers continue their teasing exploration of her dripping pussy."

"Waverly's head falls back, a loud moan spilling from her lips as Steve's mouth works magic on her sensitive clit. Her hips buck against his face, desperate for more of that delicious friction." "Her hands tangle in his hair, holding him in place as he continues his relentless assault on her senses. Her thighs tremble on either side of his head, her body already teetering on the brink of release." "But Steve isn't content to let her go that easily. He slides two fingers inside her tight heat, curling them just right to hit that spot that makes her see stars." "At the same time, he sucks hard on her clit, his tongue flicking over the sensitive bud. The dual sensations are almost too much for Waverly to handle." "She tugs on Steve's hair, her voice a high, desperate keen." Oh fuck, Steve! Don't stop! I'm... I'm gonna... Ahhh! "Her words dissolve into a wordless cry of ecstasy as her orgasm crashes over her, her body shaking and convulsing with the force of it. Steve doesn't let up, continuing his ministrations even as she comes undone beneath him, prolonging her pleasure until she's a boneless, whimpering mess." "He stands up, his face glistening with her juices, a proud smirk on his lips." See what you do to me, Waverly? I'm hard as

"Waverly's eyes flutter open, her body still shuddering from the aftershocks of her intense orgasm. She looks up at Steve, her black eyes glazed with lust, a smirk playing on her lips." Oh, I don't know... are you sure you can handle me, Steve? "she taunts, her hand trailing down his chest to wrap around his straining erection." I've got a pretty high threshold for pleasure, you know. You might need to work extra hard to satisfy me. "She gives him a firm squeeze, her thumb brushing over the sensitive head of his cock. She can feel him throb in her grasp, a bead of precum already leaking from the tip." "With her free hand, she pushes Steve back until he's sitting on the edge of the couch, her body hovering over his. She reaches down and positions him at her entrance, the head of his cock nudging against her slick folds." "She leans in, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispers." I want you to fuck me, Steve. Hard and fast, until the only thing I can think about is your name. I want you to make me yours, in every way possible. "With that, she sinks down onto him, letting out a low moan as he stretches and fills her. Her nails dig into his shoulders, her hips starting to move of their own accord, riding him with a desperate, needy energy."

"Steve's hands grip Waverly's hips hard enough to bruise, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he lifts her up and slams her back down onto his cock. The force of his thrusts rocks the couch, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing obscenely through the room." "Waverly throws her head back, a scream of pleasure tearing from her throat as Steve fucks into her with wild abandon. Her breasts bounce with each brutal thrust, the coil of pleasure in her core winding tighter and tighter." Yes, Steve! Just like that! Fuck me harder! "she demands, her nails raking down his chest, leaving red welts in their wake." Make me forget everything but your cock inside me! "She leans down, her teeth grazing his earlobe as she speaks." Come on, Steve. Show me what you're really made of. Fuck me like you mean it. Like you'll die if you stop. "Her words are punctuated by a particularly hard thrust, her walls clenching around him like a vice. She can feel him throbbing inside her, his control starting to slip." "She bites down on his shoulder, hard enough to draw blood." Do it, Steve. Come for me. Now.

"Steve's hips stutter, his control finally snapping as Waverly's words and the feel of her teeth in his shoulder push him over the edge. With a roar of pleasure, he slams into her one last time, his cock pulsing and twitching as he spills himself deep inside her welcoming heat." "Waverly's walls clench around him, milking him for every last drop as her own orgasm crashes over her. Her body convulses, her nails digging into Steve's shoulders hard enough to draw blood, her teeth sinking into his shoulder as she cries out her pleasure." "They stay like that for a long moment, their bodies locked together, their hearts pounding in sync. Slowly, Waverly's grip on Steve loosens, her teeth releasing their hold on his skin. She collapses against his chest, panting heavily." "She lifts her head, her black eyes meeting his. There's a new softness in her gaze, a tenderness that wasn't there before." That was... Wow, "she breathes, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth." I guess you're not all talk after all, huh? "She leans in, pressing a surprisingly gentle kiss to his lips." But don't think this means I forgive you for assuming I was a guy all this time. You've still got a lot of making up to do, Steve. *She nips at his lower lip playfully, her eyes glint

"Waverly's eyes sparkle with mischief and promise as she pulls back from the kiss. She stands up, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her intense orgasm. Steve's cock slips out of her, a gush of their combined fluids leaking out in its wake." "She turns and bends over the arm of the couch, her ass raised high, a clear invitation. She looks over her shoulder at Steve, her eyes dark with lust and something more - a hint of the deep affection and trust that's growing between them." Well then, hotshot, "she purrs, her voice low and sultry." Why don't you show me what else you can do with that mouth of yours? "She reaches back, spreading her cheeks apart, giving Steve a tantalizing view of her glistening pussy." Come on, Steve. Don't keep a girl waiting. I want to feel that tongue of yours buried deep inside me.

"Steve doesn't hesitate, his hands gripping Waverly's hips as he kneels behind her. He runs his tongue along her slit, a low groan of appreciation rumbling in his chest at the taste of her essence." "He focuses his attention on her clit, laving the sensitive bundle of nerves with the flat of his tongue. His fingers slide into her dripping pussy, curling and scissoring, stretching her in preparation for what's to come." "Waverly's head falls forward, her body arching into his touch as he works her over with single-minded focus. Her hips rock against his face, desperate for more, her fingers tangling in his hair, holding him in place." "Steve obeys, his tongue delving deep into her channel, fucking her with the same abandon he showed her just a few moments ago. He licks and sucks at her clit, his fingers pumping in and out of her, driving her closer and closer to the edge." "Waverly's moans grow louder, her thighs starting to tremble. She tugs on Steve's hair, her voice a desperate whimper." Oh fuck, Steve! Don't stop! I'm gonna... I'm gonna come! *Her words dissolve into a scream of ecstasy as her orgasm crashes over her, her pussy clamping down on Steve's tongue, her juices flooding his mouth. He doesn't let up, continuing his ministrations even as she rides out

"Waverly's body goes boneless, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. She collapses forward, her face buried in the cushions of the couch, her body still shaking with the aftershocks of her intense orgasm." "Steve stands up, his cock hard and ready once again. He watches Waverly for a moment, taking in the sight of her sprawled out before him, her skin glistening with sweat, her hair a wild tangle around her face." "He steps forward, his hands coming to rest on her hips. He leans down, his lips brushing against her ear." You're going to be the death of me, Waverly, "he murmurs, his voice a low, husky whisper." But I can't say I'm complaining. "He nips at her earlobe, his hands sliding around to cup her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her sensitive nipples." "He lifts his head, his black eyes locking with hers. There's a new tenderness there, a depth of emotion that goes beyond the physical." I love you, Waverly, "he says softly, the words hanging in the air between them." I've loved you for a long time. I just... I didn't know how to tell you.

"Waverly's breath catches in her throat at Steve's confession, a wave of emotion washing over her. She turns her head, pressing a soft, tender kiss to his lips." You could never lose me, Steve, "she whispers against his mouth." You're stuck with me now, for better or worse. "She curls her body around his, her breasts pressing against his chest, her thighs cradling his hips. She can feel his cock already hardening again, pressing insistently against her entrance." "She nips at his lower lip, a smirk playing on her own." But if you want to keep making up for lost time, I'm more than happy to oblige. "She rolls her hips, grinding against him, feeling him throb and twitch inside her. Her walls clench around him, already starting to flutter with the promise of another orgasm." "She leans in, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispers." Come on, Steve. Show me what else you can do with that cock of yours. Make me forget everything but your name.

"Waverly's eyes darken with lust at Steve's words, a shiver of anticipation running down her spine. She reaches back, her hand coming to rest on his hip, her nails digging into his skin." Then do it, "she demands, her voice low and husky." Fuck me like you mean it. Make me yours in every way possible. "She looks over her shoulder at him, her black eyes blazing with desire, a challenge in her gaze." "Steve doesn't hesitate, his hands gripping her hips hard enough to bruise as he positions himself at her entrance. With one hard thrust, he buries himself inside her, a groan of pure pleasure tearing from his throat at the feel of her tight, wet heat enveloping him." "Waverly cries out, her back arching as she's filled so completely. Her nails dig into Steve's hip, her teeth sinking into his shoulder as she rides him hard and fast, matching him thrust for thrust." "The couch creaks beneath them, the sound lost in the symphony of their moans and cries of pleasure. Steve's hands move from her hips to her breasts, kneading the soft flesh, pinching and rolling her nipples." "Waverly's head falls forward, her body trembling with the force of her pleasure. Steve's thrusts are becoming erratic, his control slipping as he nears his own release." *She turns her head, her lips brushing against his

"Waverly's eyes lock with Steve's, a deep, primal hunger burning in their depths. She nods, once, a silent acknowledgment of his words." "Steve's thrusts become more urgent, more desperate, his hips snapping forward with bruising force. He can feel Waverly's walls starting to flutter around him, her body tensing as she nears her own release." "With a cry of pure, unadulterated pleasure, Waverly comes undone, her pussy clamping down around Steve's cock like a vice. Her nails dig into his shoulders, her teeth sinking into his neck as wave after wave of ecstasy crashes over her." "Steve follows her over the edge, his hips jerking forward one last time as he spills himself deep inside her, his cock pulsing and twitching with the force of his release." "They collapse together, a tangle of sweaty limbs and heaving chests, their breath mingling in the air between them. Steve's cock slips out of Waverly's pussy, a gush of their combined fluids leaking out in its wake." "Waverly rolls over onto her back, pulling Steve down with her. She nuzzles into his neck, her arms wrapping around his waist, holding him close." That was... "she trails off, a lazy, sated smile on her lips." I'd say that definitely counts as making up for lost time, wouldn't you? *Steve chuckles

"Waverly laughs, a bright, joyous sound that fills the room. She reaches up, cupping Steve's face in her hands, her thumb brushing over his cheekbone." I think you might be right, "she agrees, her eyes sparkling with mirth and something more - a deep, abiding love and trust." But I'm willing to put in the time. After all, I've got a few more years of anger to work out of my system. "She leans in, pressing a soft, tender kiss to his lips." But I have to say, I'm really glad I waited. You've definitely been worth the wait, Steve. "She pulls back, a playful smirk on her lips." Now, let's go clean up and then we can order some takeout. I'm starving! "She starts to get up, but Steve's hand on her hip stops her. She looks down at him, an eyebrow raised in question." What's wrong, Steve? Don't tell me you're already ready for round two. "Steve grins, his hand sliding around to grab a handful of her ass." Oh, I'm far from ready, Waverly. But let's make one thing clear... "He leans in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispers." You're mine now. And I'm never letting you go.

"Waverly's breath hitches at Steve's words, a thrill running through her body at the sound of his declaration. She turns her head, pressing a soft, loving kiss to his lips." Forever, huh? "she murmurs against his mouth." I kind of like the sound of that. "She rolls onto her back, pulling Steve down with her. She wraps her arms and legs around him, holding him close, her body fitting perfectly against his." "She nuzzles into his neck, her lips brushing against his pulse point." I love you, Steve, "she whispers, her voice thick with emotion." I've loved you for so long. I just... I didn't know how to tell you. I was afraid you wouldn't feel the same way. "She pulls back, her black eyes searching his, a vulnerability in them that she rarely allows anyone to see." But you do, right? You love me, too? "Steve's eyes shine with unshed tears, his arms tightening around her, pulling her even closer." I love you more than anything in this world, Waverly, "he says, his voice rough with emotion." I should have told you sooner. I'm sorry it took me so long. "He leans in, pressing his forehead against hers, his eyes locked on hers." I'm sorry for assuming you were a guy. I'm sorry for not seeing what was right in front of me. But I promise

"Waverly's eyes glisten with unshed tears, a smile blooming on her lips. She reaches up, cupping Steve's face in her hands, her thumb brushing over his cheekbone." You'd better, "she says, her voice soft but firm." Because I'm not going anywhere. We've got a lot of lost time to make up for, and I intend to take you up on that promise. "She leans in, pressing a soft, loving kiss to his lips. When she pulls back, there's a mischievous glint in her eyes." But first, let's go clean up and order that takeout. I'm starving, and I don't think I can make it through the night without you inside me again. "She winks at him, a playful smirk on her lips." Meet me in the bathroom in five minutes. And Steve? "She pauses, a wicked glint in her eye." Don't keep me waiting. "With that, she gets up, her body already tingling with anticipation for what's to come. She saunters towards the bathroom, her hips swaying provocatively, a clear invitation." "Steve watches her go, his cock already hardening in anticipation. He grins to himself, shaking his head in wonder." "Oh, he thinks, a smirk playing on his lips, Oh, I'm going to love making up for lost time with you, Waverly."

"Waverly pauses at the bathroom door, her hand on the handle. She glances over her shoulder, a mischievous glint in her eye." Oh, don't worry, "she purrs, her voice low and sultry." I wouldn't dream of starting without you, Steve. But you better hurry. I might just have to go without you after all. "With that, she slips into the bathroom, the sound of the door closing echoing in the silence of the room. Steve can hear the water start running, the sound of the shower coming to life." "He takes a moment to collect himself, running a hand through his hair, a satisfied grin on his face. He makes his way to the bathroom, his steps quick and eager." "He finds the door slightly ajar, a soft, inviting light spilling out from inside. He pushes it open, stepping into the steam-filled room." "Waverly is standing under the spray of the shower, her body glistening with water and arousal. She turns her head, a smile playing on her lips." Missed you, "she says, her voice a husky purr." I was beginning to think you'd changed your mind. "She steps out of the shower, water streaming down her body, her skin flushed and glowing. She reaches for Steve, pulling him under the spray with her, her body pressing against his." *Their lips meet in a deep, passionate kiss,

"Waverly's eyes flutter open at Steve's words, a wave of emotion washing over her. She cups his face in her hands, her thumb brushing over his cheekbone." Oh, Steve, "she breathes, her voice thick with emotion." I'm all in too. I'm yours, completely and utterly. For as long as you'll have me. "She leans in, pressing a soft, loving kiss to his lips. When she pulls back, there's a tender smile on her face, a reflection of the deep affection and trust that shines in her eyes." "Steve's hands slide down her back, pulling her flush against him. He dips his head, his lips brushing against her neck, his teeth grazing her skin." And I'm never letting you go, "he murmurs against her flesh." You're stuck with me, Waverly. Forever. "He pulls back, his black eyes locking with hers, a mixture of love, desire, and something more - a promise, a vow - burning in their depths." "Waverly's breath hitches, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment as she tries to process the depth of emotion in Steve's words. When she opens them again, there's a new light in them, a spark of hope and love." Forever, "she whispers, her voice trembling slightly." I like the sound of that. *She leans in, capturing his lips in a deep, passionate kiss, pouring