[GL] Someone Once Told Me the Grass is Much er on the Other Side-Chapter 136: Sophomore Year Arc: One

"Ugh!" Aurora threw down her arms on the bed in the master bed room. "I can’t wait for this year to be over."

Jasona laughed, coming into the bed room. "Come on, school just started," the Alpha said. She sat on the edge of the bed rubbing the Omega’s thighs.

The two of them began to snuggle up to one another, slightly kissing, and caressing one another.

Jasona’s fingers traced the curve of Aurora’s hipbone, her touch leaving invisible trails that seemed to ignite the Omega’s skin. The kiss deepened, swallowing any protest Aurora might have had, her earlier frustration melting away.

Their movements grew urgent, hands tugging at fabric until bare skin met bare skin, a collision of warmth and friction.

Aurora arched into Jasona’s weight, the softness of the mattress yielding beneath them, springs groaning softly as if bearing witness.

Jasona’s mouth moved downward, not hurried, but purposeful, her breath hot against Aurora’s navel before continuing lower. Her lips found the sensitive skin of Aurora’s inner thigh, teeth grazing lightly enough to draw a sharp gasp, not pain.

Aurora tangled her fingers in Jasona’s dark hair, simply just running her fingers through the hair; then she felt the tongue enter.

Jasona’s mouth was relentless, a slow, deliberate pressure that made Aurora’s back bow off the bed, sheets twisting beneath her fists.

Aurora’s heartbeat pounded in her ears, drowning out the distant noise like the dogs parking outside or the footsteps in the apartment above.

Her skin prickled, hypersensitive to the slide of Jasona’s palms anchoring her hips, the rough texture of calloused fingers contrasting with the slick wetness pooling between her thighs.

Aurora felt herself about to cum soon. She tightened her grip on the Alpha’s head. She pushed Jasona further down, her cunt using the tongue as a personal sex toy.

"Ohhhh!" She moaned, as loud as she wanted to be now that she wasn’t staying in the dorm.

The Omega’s cry echoed off the high ceilings, swallowed by thick curtains and plush carpets but ringing clear in Jasona’s ears.

Aurora’s thighs clamped around the Alpha’s head, a vise grip of muscle and need, trapping Jasona in the humid darkness between them. Every flick of Jasona’s tongue, every firm suck sent electric jolts up Aurora’s spine, making her toes curl into the tangled sheets.

The world dissolved, no barking dogs, no creaking floorboards above, only the slick sounds of Jasona’s mouth working, the ragged hitch of Aurora’s breathing, and the coiled tension building in her belly like a storm about to break.

For the first time, Jasona tasted and felt the squirt. Her eyes got wide and she pulled back, never having experienced that before.

"Whoa!"

"Whats wrong?" Aurora asked, sitting up.

"Did you squirt?" Jasona asked.

"Yeah," Aurora pulled her knees up to her chest, nervous.

"Wow!" Was all Jasona said, but Aurora couldn’t tell if it was a good ’wow’ or a bad ’wow’.

"Yo, dude!" Jasona said jumping out of the car. She slapped Adama’s hand at Aurora’s home. "Whats this having a scooter already?"

Adama laughed, her tall muscular frame in full bloom at 6 feet and seven inches. "Yeah, a couple of scouts came to me, wanting me to play in Europe my sophomore year of high school. So next year."

"You going?"

"Hell yeah," she said. "I want that overseas pussy," the fifteen year old added in. She was only playing though. She wanted pussy of course but, it wasn’t her main focus, not her importance. She just thought it would make her look better in front of Jasona. Adama admired the Alpha.

Jasona took the basketball out from her car and the two began to walk to the basketball court over at the park.

The late summer air carried the scent of cut grass and distant barbecues, clinging thick and humid around them as gravel crunched beneath their sneakers.

Jasona bounced the ball rhythmically with her left hand, the sharp sound coming off the sidewalk.

*thwack-thwack-thwack*

Adama kept pace beside Jasona, her taller frame casting a long shadow that stretched ahead.

Ahead, the chain-link fence surrounding the court came into view, along with the distant shouts and rhythmic dribble of others already warming up, a familiar urban symphony within the suburbs.

They stepped onto the court, other players recognizing them. They split up onto two teams with Jasona on one and Adama on another. They bounce the ball back and forth.

"Ready to get your ass whooped?" Adama joked.

"Yeah, okay pops!" Jasona joked back.

The whistle blew and Jasona exploded off the baseline, the orange sphere a mere extension of her will as she drove hard toward the hoop.

Adama’s shadow swallowed hers instantly, muscle rippling beneath sweat-slicked skin, her sheer height a daunting wall. They collided mid-air. Elbows locked, the ball a contested prize pinched between their fingertips.

The court’s asphalt burned through Jasona’s worn sneakers. Her lungs screamed with each ragged inhale. She twisted violently, driving her shoulder into Adama’s ribs. Not dirty, just survival.

Adama grunted, stumbling half a step. That fraction was enough. Sweat flung from her brow. The ball kissed the pavement once and She launched.

Thick thighs drove Jasona upwards. Her fingertips brushed the chain net as the ball slipped through. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

SMACK!

Adama blocked the ball, her teammates roaring at her. The two Alphas smirked at one another. It was going to be a good game.

The Alphas sat on the concrete of the basketball court, exhausted and with Jasona being disappointed that she was out done by a fifteen year old. She shook her head. She tried to play it cool but truth was, she hoped no scouts were around.

Adama leaned back against the chain-link fence, her breath coming in ragged gasps that matched Jasona’s own. Sweat plastered dark hair to her forehead, droplets tracing paths through the dust coating her neck and arms.

The heat radiating from the asphalt seeped through thin shorts, a dull counterpoint to the cool metal against her spine.

Jasona pressed her palms flat against the scorching ground with her fingers spread wide.

"So um," Jasona started. "What do you think of me asking your sister to marry me?"

Adama was shocked but held a smile to her face. "I think she would like that. All she talks about is wanting to be a mom and wife."

Jasona smiled at knowing that. She wanted to give Aurora a good life. "Why is it at family gatherings, I never seen Sasha around?"

Adama pulled the ball her way. "She...she just isn’t allowed to come around. I mean, one, her reputation at forever getting caught fucking barely legal teens is one for sure." The young Alpha shook her head.

Jasona understood what Adama was getting at. She had read the articles and gossip blogs herself. It sucked. She felt so bad for the Omega, her husband, Tyler, having to put up with that. But like most Omegas, they deal with it. If he’d been a Beta then he’d be long gone.

"I care a lot about my sister," Adama said. She gulped, unsure if she wanted to say what she was going to say. "Listen," she started. "Don’t do anything wrong to her. Don’t hit her or put your hands on her, okay." The young Alpha said.

Jasona nodded her head. She didn’t nor hadn’t planned on it.

Adama sighed as Jasona pushed herself up. She nudged the basketball gently with her foot, watching it roll a few lazy inches before wobbling to a stop against a tuft of grass.

Adama mirrored her movement.

Together, they turned wordlessly toward the path leading out of the park, the rhythmic crunch of gravel beneath their worn sneakers replacing the frantic squeaks and shouts of the court.

A lone cicada buzzed in the distance, its drone the only counterpoint to the silence stretching between them.

Adama opened the door for Jason as the two entered into the house.

"Ayo!" Aurora called from the kitchen with her mother, Lacy. The two had dinner on. Jasona walked into the kitchen with her socks on and gave Lacy a kiss on the cheek.

"Hmm hmm hmmm! It is smelling good up in here!" Jasona yelled out.

"Mama’s teaching me some things," Aurora said.

"Oh yeah?"

Adama went to the refrigerator and took out two water bottles. She threw one to Jasona who caught it with ease.

"Mind setting the table, you two?" Lacy asked.

"Nope." Adama said.

Adama moved with the quiet efficiency of someone performing a familiar ritual. Her large hands gathered porcelain plates stacked near the stove, fingers careful despite their size and strength.

"Here," Adama said. "Let me teach you how to set a table."

Jasona shoved the younger Alpha, the two laughing at one another. Still, they managed to set the table and when they did, Salmona and Samantha entered into the house.

Lacy walked to the dining table with the food along with Aurora. She looked at her two mates. "Perfect," Lacy said. "Just in time for dinner."