Part 11

The next day, Beyoncé wanted to take Ryan out to see a movie. She really just wanted to make out with her somewhere public but not too public. Intimate but not private. A movie theatre seemed like the perfect place. Besides, Ryan liked movies so why not?

They were going to see a horror movie because that was Ryan's favourite genre. Beyoncé didn't much care for them but she cared for acting like a horny teenager in the movie theatre. She got them snacks and salty popcorn to share before they found their seats right at the back.

Ryan was kind of neutral on the movie. It wasn't bad but she wasn't on the edge of her seat. What did have her on the edge of her seat though was how Beyoncé had her mouth on her neck, probably giving her a hickey while she told her to pay attention to the film.

She had her lips pressed into Ryan's neck, licking and sucking while Ryan one tried her best to be silent. Then she moved her tongue on her collarbone, licking softly causing Ryan to whimper.

"You're being so good for me Ry, keeping quiet like this" she whispered in her ear, before biting her way around Ryan's earlobe.

Ryan shut her eyes trying her best to focus on not making a sound. The bad guy was killing someone and all she wanted was to moan in pleasure.

"Can I put my fingers down here?" Beyoncé breathed, her fingers already grazing her inner thighs.

Ryan rolled her hips clamping her mouth shut. Beyoncé was making her wet in such a public place. It was like the first time but nothing like the first time.

Her eyes closed when Beyoncé touched her clit, opening her legs as much as she could in the seats.

"Oh honey you're not wearing any panties?" Beyoncé whispered again causing Ryan to tuck in her lips and shake her head.

"You wanted to make this easier for mama, huh?" She bit her lip rubbing a circle over Ryan's clit. Ryan rolled her head back letting Beyoncé touch her however she wanted to.

"Mm—" Ryan let out a small whimper. It was impossible to stay quiet when Beyoncé was touching her like this.

"Hm? Honey, you like the way mamas playing with you huh?" Beyoncé smirked rubbing her way down to her opening. "Shhh. She's so wet for me" she whispered. Her voice was low enough for only Ryan to hear, but the rasp in her tone made her tremble even more.

Ryan bit down on her lip and Beyoncé pinched her, causing Ryan to let out a gasp. She'd never been pinched down there before and it hurt but in the sexiest way. Luckily nobody noticed her random gasp amidst the horror on screen but Beyoncé was determined to make Ryan squirm in her seat.

"You gonna let mama make you feel good?" Beyoncé whispered rubbing circles over her clit.

Ryan nodded absently rolling her hips forward. Beyoncé was sending her crazy and she couldn't make a sound.

"Remember you have to be quiet for me honey" Beyoncé whispered in her ear still playing with her clit.

Ryan nodded quickly. She could do it. She could try at least.

"Good girl," Beyoncé replied still kissing around her earlobe. She waited for Ryan to softly blush before she gently sank her fingers into her.

Ryan bit down on her lips to keep from crying out. Beyoncé wasn't supposed to do that, Ryan wasn't ready for— fuck that felt good.

Beyoncé smirked in response to her. She could see Ryan's every movement, watch how the younger one reacted to her fingers inside of her.

"No sound or I'll stop," Bey threatened in Ryan's ear. She kissed her again softly around her collar bone before pushing her fingers in deeper watching Ryan's breathing falter.

Her lips fell open soundlessly, grateful for the movie theatre speakers distracting from the sounds of her wetness as Beyoncé fucked her. Please Bey relax, we're in public.

Beyoncé's voice was still very quiet when she spoke. "You're squeezing me so tight baby," Beyoncé moaned against her ear. Ryan was holding on tight to her fingers. She couldn't help but squeeze the woman who was causing all this in her pants. Then Beyoncé curved her fingers upward.

"Oh god," Ryan whispered before clamping her mouth shut.

"Shh baby," Beyoncé nibbled her ear before she continued to thrust inside of her at a steady pace. Ryan's brows furrowed as she looked up. Beyoncé was treating her body like it was hers to control, pushing every button in just the right places.

"Mama wants to feel you all over her fingers," Beyoncé thrust in deeper not bothering to slow down.

"Mm—" Ryan opened her eyes silently begging her to chill. Her legs were turning to jelly, Beyoncé was far too good at this. Her eyes opened latching onto Beyoncé, who was watching her intently.

In. Out. In. Out. Her spot was being stroked over and over.

"Please mama," she whispered, mouth dry as her lips hung open and her eyes lulled back. She knew she was supposed to be quiet but she also knew Beyoncé could barely resist her when she was like this.

"Go on baby, let go for me. Mama wants to feel you"

Beyoncé felt her tighten around her fingers, liquid gushing out of Ryan and onto her hand. Amazingly, she didn't make a sound. But Beyoncé hadn't expected her to squirt.

Ryan trembled, her legs shaking uncontrollably as her orgasm worked through her body. It took everything in her not to moan as the aftershocks rolled through her and her eyes rolled back as Beyoncé pulled her fingers out.

This time Beyoncé waited for Ryan to open her eyes a little before she pressed a finger up towards Ryan's lips.

"Taste how good you were for me honey," Beyoncé said causing her to shudder again.

Ryan did as told licking herself from Beyoncé's fingers. The movie played in the background as Beyoncé turned Ryans head to face her.

The two made out then like a regular couple in a movie theatre. Beyoncé ran her soft tongue over Ryan's lips. They were the prettiest lips she'd ever touched, so plump and juicy. Not rough, just soft and bouncy. The movie was like background noise as Beyoncé tugged her lower lip in between her teeth.

Ryan was in complete bliss despite the wet spot on her seat. When Beyoncé kissed her like this none of the rest of it even mattered.

No one ever fucked her like they didn't want anything in return but she knew with Beyoncé it wasn't like that. The older woman just wanted to make her feel good. She wanted to mess with her, of course, but she wanted Ryan to feel good at the end of it all.

And Ryan did feel good. She felt incredible. Her body was like a playground for Beyoncé and she loved it. Beyoncé was so gentle when she needed it, and the perfect amount of rough when she needed that. Ryan squirmed as Beyoncé stroked back over her leg.

Then the lights came on and they both jumped slightly. The movie ended and neither of them even realised. Beyoncé smiled at her, "you're so damn beautiful." She wiped the lipstick that had transferred to Ryan's lips with her thumb.

Then Ryan tried to stand and her legs were wobbly causing Beyoncé to bite her lip. She loved knowing the effect she had on her. She had to give Ryan her jacket to tie around her waist and she held her up a little with a hand on the small of her back.

"You have to stop," the corners of Ryan's lips tugged as she looked up at the blonde woman she held onto. They were walking back to the car, with Ryan eating the popcorn she hadn't eaten in the theatre, trying to replenish her strength which was gone.

"Stop what?" Beyoncé tucked her lips in teasingly.

"Bey!"

"Okay okay fine," Beyoncé giggled before lowering her voice as she looked at the smaller girl. "It's just so hard when you look like that," she said tucking in her lips and giving Ryan a look.

Ryan smiled rolling her eyes. There was so much wrong with this lady. Ryan couldn't get enough of her.

They went back to the hotel so Ryan could change before the two went back out. She just swapped out the skirt for some pants shooting Beyoncé a look as she changed.

"Don't make me do it again," Beyoncé teased as Ryan pulled the pants up her legs.

Ryan rolled her eyes trying to ignore the way she looked at her. It was like Beyoncé was always ready to touch her, to be with her. She never need a second to think, she wanted her. Always. Ryan loved it and at the same time it was overwhelming. She shook it off and slipped her hand back into Beyoncé's. She wanted her too. Always. She was gorgeous.

They were going to the mall since Beyoncé needed to pick up some things and Ryan didn't mind looking around with her. It wasn't to be a big deal but Beyoncé liked having Ryan on her arm. She was like an accessory — an extremely attractive accessory. Beyoncé wanted to take her into every store just to make sure everyone saw the beautiful girl on her arm.

They were talking a little bit about nothing when Ryan asked what she had planned for the rest of the week. "I'm taking Brooke to the theatre. She used to really like it but I'm not even sure anymore." Ryan raised a brow and Beyoncé continued to explain. "It's just... we used to do things and actually hang out and spend real time together, I don't know, it feels like she hates me now."

"I don't think she hates you," Ryan replied. She really didn't have much of an idea about Brooke's relationship with her mom. It had never come up because Brooklyn didn't seem to want to talk about it. Ryan complained about her parents but Brooke was always shrugs and brush offs when it came to talking about her mother. Her father seemed to get heaps of praise though.

Beyoncé offered Ryan a small and humble smile, stroking over her hand with her thumb. "Thank you honey," she knew Ryan was just trying to make her feel better and it did make her feel better. Even if Ryan didn't know anything about their relationship, she appreciated her trying to be comforting.

It dawned on her though, she shouldn't have been talking to Ryan about any of this. Maybe that was weird. She swallowed changing the subject.

"Anyways, enough about me, how are things going with you honey? Did you manage to plan that vacation you wanted?"

Ryan rolled her eyes. She'd been complaining to Beyoncé last month about how she wanted to go to Bora Bora but Coco couldn't seem to get her shit together. They'd been talking about it forever and Ryan had finally decided she wanted to go in spring break. "Nope I think we're gonna push it back again," Ryan sighed. "It's annoying because it was her idea like I didn't even think it was serious but then she kept talking about it. And now that I actually wanna go, it's like she can't be bothered to sort out her passport." Ryan huffed rolling her eyes.

Beyoncé watched her slightly amused as they continued to walk through the mall. As they were walking they passed a sex shop and they both looked at each other. It was the kind of look that said a million and one things without saying anything. Beyoncé smirked and pulled her inside, her mind whirring as she pushed Ryan through those doors.

Ryan looked around the shop wide eyed and tucking her lips in. She'd been inside sex shops before but she'd never bought anything. Her eyes landed somewhere but then she looked away and shrugged like she didn't know.

"Did you have anything in mind honey?" Beyoncé asked hoping Ryan would say the same thing she wanted. Beyoncé turned to her tucking a finger under her chin. "Ask for what you want honey."

Ryan shuddered.

The words were too much but she walked over to the strap on section biting her lower lip as she pictured Beyoncé fucking her deep like that. A smile spread across Beyoncé's face, glad to see they were on the same wavelength.

A sales assistant quickly came over as there weren't many other people in this shop.

"Would you all like some help? Are you looking for anything in particular?" It was a young woman with green hair and piercings. She looked friendly. Ryan smiled at her.

Beyoncé looked at Ryan who looked at her and they shared an understanding that Ryan wasn't going to speak. Beyoncé smirked before she answered the question talking to the lady about different options.

"Do you have any that vibrate?" She asked causing Ryan's mouth to fall open. What was wrong with her?

The sales assistant started pointing out the different dildos they had and Ryan nodded trying to pretend she wasn't mortified. She definitely hadn't reached the maturity level for discussing ridges, veins and curves on a dildo.

Beyoncé spoke to the woman about harnesses and different rings before she turned to ask Ryan what she thought size wise. Ryan just pointed and bit her lip.

Beyoncé smirked picking up the dildo and then picking up another slightly bigger one. She knew Ryan could take it. She loved stretching her out. It was so sexy to see. "I think we'll go with these two," Beyoncé said confidently.

Ryan blushed almost hiding behind Beyonce. The softness of her skin made her the perfect cushion to hide behind. Besides, Ryan wanted this, it just felt so embarrassing to even be in a sex shop.

Beyoncé, however, handled it like it was nothing, talking to the assistant and buying the toys she wanted. She also picked up a vibrator for Ryan, a paddle, and some handcuffs she wasn't sure if they'd ever actually use.

Once they left Ryan felt a huge relief wash over her. Shops like that just made her nervous. Beyoncé, however, stopped them in their tracks, lifting Ryan's chin to look at her. They were both in heels so taller than they were but keeping the regular 2 inches between them.

"We don't have to use anything if you don't want to honey," Beyoncé said looking into her eyes.

"I know," Ryan said nibbling her bottom lip. She was curious about the paddle though, would it hurt, would that feel good? "Last time when you..." her voice got lower as she breathed out the next part "spanked me, it felt so good."

Beyoncé bit her lip. It had been so sexy to see Ryan fall apart like that. She never thought she'd be the type to want to hurt someone like that but after seeing the way Ryan had fallen apart... shit. She kind of wanted to do that all the time. Maybe the internet was right and it was okay and safe and fuck it was sexy....

————————————[A/N]Everybody say thank you skitttlesandcake 🙂‍↕️ lol no I just felt like I didn't update last week so I'd give you another one today

I just reread this to proofread and bro, Beyoncé is insane omg???? 😭 My favourite thing is that I know exactly who both their characters are and that makes it so fun when I read y'all's comments and theories on why they're acting certain ways

Also sorry yall I hate finding pictures to add, I'm trying though