Backstage with the Coyotes

Title: Backstage with the Coyotes
Author: Angel Jade
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Fem slash, smut, PWP
Spoilers: Nothing major
Pairings: Cammie/Rachel
Summary: Two coyotes get some fun when they're left to lock up the bar...all on their own.
Setting: About half way through the movie. Jersey works there but hasn't quite got the hang of the job yet.
Feedback: angel-jade@buffyrocks.co.uk
Distribution: If you've had my permission before, you have it now. Anyone else, ask first please.
Disclaimer: I do not claim to own the characters in the fic, nor do I make money from borrowing them.
Author's notes: On the odd chance I got the characters mixed up, let me know. I've only seen the movie twice and I'm going from memory here.


Lil had a social life.

To the few girls that knew her, it came as a surprise to find she did anything but work, breathe and live the Coyote Ugly. Rachel, Cammie and even Violet were quick to exchange looks when Lil delivered the news.

"I'm going to need one of you to lock up tonight, I've got a date." Lil said, raising her voice above the deafening music as she swerved in and out of the barmaids, five beers held effortlessly in one hand.

Cammie threw Rachel a look before winking at Violet. "A date, Lil? Who's the lucky gal?"

Lil managed a smirk, before taking the customer's cash and shoving it into the cash register. "*He's* an old friend. Now can you handle this responsibility or do I have to cancel?"

"I can't. I need to get out as early as possible tonight." Violet explained, awkwardly pouring shots the way she'd seen the others do it.

Cammie looked over at Rachel. "We'll do it. No problem."

Rachel rolled her eyes and said nothing.

Satisfied, Lil returned her attention to the demanding customers. "Next?"

"Thanks." Rachel hissed as she passed Cammie to reach for the tequila. "I ain't staying behind to help you out. You volunteered, you stay."

Cammie quickly deposited her customer's drinks on the bar and walked past Rachel to help the man leaning so far over the bar he was no longer touching the floor. "Lighten up, Rach. Think of all the fun we could have."

Rachel shot a glance at Lil, to make sure she wasn't in earshot, before turning back. "Does the fact you have a boyfriend mean anything to you?"

Cammie just laughed. "It never bothered you before."

Rachel just shook her head in amusement and continued serving.

"Think about it." Cammie whispered in Rachel's ear as she passed her by.

Before Rachel could comment, Cammie jumped up onto the bar and began to dance to the rhythm of the music...conveniently shaking her ass in front of Rachel.

"Two can play that game." The dark haired girl muttered, lifting herself up there and moving her own body seductively.

Violet groaned. Another dance on the bar. She was sure she'd never get the hang of it.

*****

"Goodnight, Jersey." Cammie sang as Violet walked out, leaving her alone. She'd watched as Lil and Jersey had left, but she hadn't seen Rachel go. Sure she'd managed to miss her, Cammie began to clean up.

"All gone?"

Cammie spun round and grinned at the face that greeted her. "There you are..."

"Thought I'd leave?" Rachel asked, tossing her hair behind her.

"Well, you didn't exactly seem thrilled by the idea, earlier." Cammie pouted. "Thought maybe you weren't interested anymore."

Rachel moved forward, her arms slipping round Cammie's waist until their pelvises pressed together. "Now why would you think a stupid thing like that?"

Before Cammie could answer, Rachel swung her round, slamming her back into the bar. She giggled as she was lifted on top of it, Rachel following her up on all fours. Cammie quickly kicked off her shoes and shifted back as Rachel grabbed the back of Cammie's head and pulled their lips together, kissing wildly until Cammie's hand slipped up and under Rachel's t bla black top.

Pulling back and breathing hard, Rachel lifted her top off and looked back at Cammie with a smirk. She partially closed her eyes as delicate hands touched her breasts, teasing her nipples with deliberate ease.

"You're such a fucking tease." Rachel hissed, bringing her own hands to Cammie's, trying to apply more pressure.

"That's me." Cammie smiled, moving her hands away to remove her own top.

Rachel inhaled as Cammie's breasts fell from the top, her nipples erect with want. "You don't know how much I've wanted this since last time."

"You got me anytime you want, baby." Cammie murmured, leaning over to kiss Rachel, her hands returning to her breasts.

Rachel's own hands slipped down from Cammie's waist to the waistline of the tight pants she wore. She carefully undid the zip at the front before slipping her hand inside.

Cammie gasped as Rachel found her target, rubbing against her clit slowly. Cammie's hips began to move with Rachel, easing herself up and down as her eyes closed.

"Want some more?" Rachel asked, softly.

Cammie just nodded, biting her bottom lip.

Removing her hand, Rachel pushed Cammie down onto the bar, crawling over the smaller girl and looking down at her. "Tell me what you want."

"Fuck me, please Rach. I need you so bad..." Cammie whispered.

Pulling back, Rachel tried to pull the pants free from Cammie's legs. As Cammie lifted her hips to help, they finally came free, pulling the tiny panties down with them. Taking a moment to just look at the blonde's perfect little body, Rachel smiled. "You're so fucking hot..."

"You're not so bad yourself." Cammie grinned, her hands playing idly with her nipples as she waited for Rachel to continue.

Placing her hands on Cammie's ankles, Rachel slid them up the perfectly tanned legs, moving her half naked body with them. She paused as she got half way, her hands parting Cammie's legs until she rested comfortably between them. Her head dipped down as her fingers parted the lips she found there. Her tongue reached out, flicking across the aching clit. Cammie's whole body tensed and a small moan was uttered. Rachel reached out again, this time slowly circling it until pressing it roughly with her tongue. Her lips and teeth began to play, alternating between rough and gentle as the petite blonde grasped at the bar with pleasure.

"Fuck...harder...Rach, please...oh God...so fucking good." She babbled as her whole body began to shake with the impending orgasm.

Rachel slipped two fingers inside Cammie, thrusting into her as she nibbled on her clitoris. She felt Cammie tense her legs around her and broke away as the orgasm subsided.

She watched as Cammie began to breath hard, the powerful explosion of pleasure slowly dying down. She began to remove her own pants and shoes, throwing them behind the bar as she descended on the younger girl. She carefully straddled Cammie, her cunt only inches away from Cammie's face.

She grunted as she felt Cammie's warm tongue dart out to taste her. Rolling her own nipples harshly, Rachel began to ride Cammie's face, feeling the tongue fucking her cunt as she went.

Building up an orgasm, Rachel groaned as Cammie sucked on her clit and pushed her over the edge. She pressed down onto Cammie's face as the throbbing pleasure pounded inside of her, before finally leaving her sated.

She swung her leg over and jumped down behind the bar to grab her clothes.

Cammie sat up, breathing out the afterglow, before looking round for her own discarded clothes. A figure caught her attention and she looked over at the nervous girl standing across the room.

"I...f...forgot...my coat." Violet stammered, her face red with embarrassment.

Rachel stood up from behind the bar, wearing only her pants and looked at Cammie.

They both began to laugh as Rachel helped Cammie down.
'll'll...just go..." Violet said, rushing out of there without the coat she'd come back to collect.

"You think she's gonna fit in round here?" Cammie asked, leaning back into Rachel as she felt the arms wrapping round her waist from behind.

"She'll learn." Rachel said with a smile.


The End