Future Lily's problem

Lily and Quinn hadn’t quite made up their minds when they saw Sarah grab a trash can and begin profusely vomiting. Looking at each other, Quinn and Lily shrugged, mutually acknowledging they’d have to save the threesome with Sarah for a different night. With that off the table, a night together seemed the more appealing prospect and they got Peter the drummer to drop them back off at Quinn’s house.

The drinking and drugs had kept Lily fuzzy, the molly heightening all physical touch to delight. She knew there were going to be consequences in the morning, but steadfastly refused to look at her phone or think of her cousin. Quinn slid her fingers up Lily’s skirt, and Lily couldn’t help but moan as her lover got her off with trivial effort. Peter teased the pair in the back of the van as Lily escalated by shoving her own fingers awkwardly down Quinn’s overalls.

Peter was nonchalant as Quinn offered an invite to her bedroom “nah, I’m good for tonight. Mark’s waiting for me back home, you two will keep yourselves busy I’m sure.” Quinn blew a raspberry “sure sure, you’d rather get your back blown out by a footlong cock than be bored with us.” All three laughed, and the girls thanked Peter as he dropped them on the curb.

As they got back inside, Lily felt some lucidity returning as if she was finally coming down off the molly. She mentioned this to Quinn as they went up the stairs, much to the amusement of her partner “oh babes, you took it at the start of our set? You’re like halfway through, there’s often like a weird mid bit where you feel sober then it kinda hits again.” Quinn laughed “shit Lilz, feeling like a bit of a bad influence, never smoked weed before and now you’re rolling at a show.”

They opened the door to the apartment and Quinn dragged Lily into the shower “We’re sweaty as fuck and once your roll comes back it’s gonna feel amazing.” Quinn had snagged a bottle of vodka from the freezer on the way and took a long swig, “gotta catch up a bit.”

Under the steamy water Lily felt every synapse in her body come alive, Quinn pinned her to the wall and each woman sent a hand to the other’s crotch. Time didn’t make sense anymore, gravity, physics, none of the normal rules of nature seemed to have any bearing on Lily’s reality. They both orgasmed in the shower and then fucked on the couch, Quinn edged her on the bed until Lily literally screamed from the intensity of her rewarded climax. Lily kissed every inch of Quinn’s body, a little bullet vibrator aiding her in stimulating her lover to the point of begging for a break.

Finally, both women lay panting on the bed passing a joint back and forth. The room reeked of sex and weed and vodka. Lily had no idea how she was still conscious, but finally felt like the molly had properly worn off. Passing the joint back to Quinn, Lily murmured “holy shit, this was the wildest night of my life.” Quinn chuckled as she accepted the joint and took a drag “stick with me babes, isn’t ever boring.” Rolling over on her belly and propping herself up on her elbows Quinn passed the joint back, “I saw you in the front of the show y’know, you were fucking gorgeous. Wanted to pull you up onstage and kiss you in front of everyone.” Lily smiled and kissed her beautiful vixen of a lover “Kinda wish you had Quinners, I was dancing with Sarah and she disappeared so I had to dance with randos, I….”

Lily trailed off as the suppressed events of the evening came flooding back to her still drunken mind, shock rolling across her face like a lightning bolt. “Holy shit.” Quinns raised her eyebrows in concern “you good? Did something happen?” Lily took a deep breath and searched for the words “I’m ok. I uh, well there was this girl I was dancing with and I didn’t see her face and I don’t think she saw mine but I pulled her to a back hallway.” Quinn was listening intently, her eyes scanning Lily’s expression with worry and apprehension. Lily forced herself to continue “It’s a little hazy, the hallway was super dark but we hooked up, I went down on her but then a light came on and when I saw her face-“ Lily choked, tears brimming up in a wild torrent of emotion, “it was my COUSIN. I fucked my cousin Cassie at the show. When she saw it was me, she ran away. I was so fucked up I didn’t know what else to do so I just told myself to act normal, but I don’t know what to do.”

Quinn stubbed the joint in an ashtray and wrapped Lily in a tender hug “Hey hey breathe, it’s going to be ok. You didn’t know it was her, you were really fucked up and it sounds like she was blasted too. There’s nothing you can do now until you sleep and sober up. I’m here for you Lily, whatever you need babes.” Lily sniffled and tightened her arms around Quinn, appreciating the embrace. The women lapsed into silence, unsure of what else to say, and fell asleep holding each other.