Summary: There was just something very alluring about Fiona Coyne.

Disclaimer: Don't own Degrassi. 'Nuff said.

Author's Note: That's right. I'm going there. After last Friday's episode, what did you expect? Besides, I haven't written femslash in a while and I've been dying to. That scene (YOU KNOW THE ONE!) just gave me an excuse. I might be a bit rusty, but do enjoy.

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The Sweetest Sin
Part I

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"You're so beautiful…"

Clare Edwards gazed at herself in the mirror as a familiar figure approached. She almost didn't recognize the girl staring back, in nothing but lingerie that she could never afford — a "gift" from the host. Red lace adorned her curves, contrasting with her pale skin. She felt bare and nervous. A noticeable blush graced her cheeks — a combination of embarrassment and too much champagne — as she continued to take in her appearance.

A warm body, thinner than hers but not as lanky as her boyfriend's, pressed against her. Lips met the crook of her neck as fingertips danced along the length of her arms, leaving goose bumps in their wake and making her shiver.

"Do I make you nervous?" Fiona Coyne purred into her ear.

"A… a little, y-yes," said Clare, her voice trembling.

Fiona's lips curled upward. "You've never been with a girl, have you?" She inquired, brushing Clare's hair out of the way and kissing the other side of her neck.

"N-no," she whispered, her eyes drooping. "H-have you?"

"I've… experimented." Fiona admitted, and Clare drew in a sharp breath when her fingers grazed the underside of her breasts. Fiona's eyes gleamed. "You're too cute sometimes. Tell me… have you and Eli ever done anything like this?"

Clare shook her head. "N-no."

"What have you done?"

"We've just… kissed. That's — that's all." She didn't bother hiding the disappointment in her voice as she thought of Eli, and how whenever she tried to be more intimate with him, he'd stop her. She knew it was because he didn't want her to regret anything, but when he wouldn't even touch her, it only made her feel rejected, and ugly, and not good enough, and once again in Julia's shadow.

"And you want more?" Fiona guessed, as if reading her mind. "That's why you're here, isn't it? Don't worry… I'm not mad. A girl has needs — even girls like you, Clare." Her tongue darted out to lick the shell of Clare's ear, and thin arms encircled her waist. "I know all about those dirty stories you wrote last year. You think Declan didn't tell me?" Fiona's hold on her tightened possessively, before she released her altogether — only to spin her around so that she was facing her. "Tonight, Clare… you and I are going to live out our darkest desires."

With that, she pulled Clare over to her canopy bed and pushed her down. Clare had little time to react before Fiona climbed on top of her and resumed kissing her neck. Against her better judgment, Clare bit back a whimper and weaved her fingers through Fiona's dark tresses as the older girl alternated between nipping and sucking at her skin.

She knew it was wrong.

Every fibre of her being knew it.

It wasn't fair to Eli, or to Adam.

But there was something very alluring about Fiona Coyne that she simply couldn't resist.

Clare held her breath as Fiona's lips abandoned her neck and ventured lower. She stared up at the ceiling, her mind buzzing, and furrowed her brow when she felt the front of her bra being unclasped, exposing her breasts to the cool air. She lifted her head, about to protest when something warm enveloped her left nipple, eliciting a startled cry from her. Clare arched her back, grasping at the satin sheets beneath her as Fiona's tongue flicked over her nipple, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through her veins.

She whimpered when Fiona withdrew, smirking mischievously — clearly pleased with the reaction she got — and blew softly on the pink nub. It hardened under her ministrations and Clare flushed, only to stiffen when Fiona's hand slid between her legs.

"You're already damp," Fiona cooed, and Clare's toes curled as the older girl began to stroke her through her panties. "Do you like that, Clare? Hm?"

Instead of answering, Clare squeezed her eyes shut, her bottom lip caught between her teeth as she tried to stifle the sounds she was making. She'd never touched herself before, nor been touched; the sensations were foreign and overwhelming, and when Fiona's fingers slipped past the sheer fabric to tease her clit, she almost lost it.

She tossed her head from side to side, squirming and panting heavily.

"Ahhh…" A guttural moan fell from Clare's lips when she felt two fingers enter her suddenly.

"What are you thinking about?" Fiona's sultry voice brought the younger teen back to reality. "Do you wish it was Eli doing this to you? Are you imagining his fingers? His tongue? Or better yet…" Hot breath tickled Clare's ear as Fiona leaned closer, "… his cock?"

She could picture it. All of it. Eli, hovering over her while she clung to him for dear life, legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he thrust into her.

Her head fell back, lips parting. She no longer cared about the gasps and moans echoing throughout the room.

"Come for me, Clare."

And she did.

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Originally a oneshot, I've decided to turn this into a twoshot. Why? Because I'm too lazy to finish the rest tonight. Besides, I've got a midterm to study for. Blah.

So, there really is no specific plot to this. I just felt like writing Fiona/Clare femslash. I swear to God, it seemed like Fiona was hitting on her in When Love Takes Over, what with rehashing Eli's line and… yeah. Especially given the "In Too Deep" promo, which suggests that Fi might be a lesbian…

I like Fiona and Adam together, but I won't be mad if she ends up being in love with Holly J or something. I'll be sad for Adam, since I really want him to be happy, but I mean… I've wanted another lesbian storyline since Palex ended. So… I'll take what I can get. (Besides, Holly J and Fiona have chemistry. It wouldn't be that surprising.)

Anyway, enough of my rambling.

Hope you enjoyed. Next chapter shall be up… after tomorrow, probably.

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