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plot: in which, their twenty year rivalry is put to an end when candace joins the las vegas aces in '23/ fans and media put a test to their relationship

trope: enemies to lovers/ secret relationship

pairings: wbb! reader x candace parker

warnings: smut, mature themes, foul language, angst

a/n: bae got her jersey retired, im so happy 🥹 we are doing nika next bc she got the second most votes xx

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"How thoughtful of you," she mocked, patting her cheek.

"You're giving heavy brat energy right now and I'm not liking it." Candace stated, pushing her to the wall, catching her off guard completely but she liked it. "See that's the thing. You knew this about me. You called me a brat on the court all the time. I hate to admit it but you weren't wrong. I'm a huge brat. Is that a deal breaker?" She was almost taunting her with her words. Something she loved to do.

"Still love to taunt me after all these years," she muttered. She secretly liked it. She didn't want y/n to change even if they were together. She fell for her because she was so authentically herself. That shouldn't change at all. "It's my favorite. Just look at how your jaw clenches. It's cute." She teased, tracing her jaw with her fingertip.

Candace hummed, leaning in to whisper, smirking when she felt her body grow tense. "Just don't complain when I give you what you're asking for. 'Kay, babe?" She pressed a small peck to her neck, hands gripping her waist tighter. "Experienced or not. I'm gonna fuck that attitude out of you. Hope that's not a deal breaker," she mocked.

Of course, even if Candace gave her a taste of her own medicine, she was still cracking jokes. "I knew you had a crush on me in high school."

Candace shrugs, a small smirk pulling at the corner of her lips, "yeah, maybe I did."

She smiled, tracing her jaw with the tips of her fingers. "That's kinda hot. Sucks that you're all talk." She pushed her off, going to walk away when Candace's arms slid around her waist, her back pressed against her chest. "Say that again? Say that I'm all talk. I've been proving you wrong for twenty years, another one wouldn't hurt."

Of course, being the arrogant, brat she tended to be, she wasn't gonna back down. "I said you're all talk, Candy."

Candace smiled, pressing a kiss to her jaw, "Candy? Haven't heard that one in a while." It was true though. She used her to call her that back in college because it used to piss her off. "You still hate it?" She shook her head softly, "I still think it's a little immature but, it's okay when you say it."

"Your behavior when I called you it was immature," she muttered.

"Watch the attitude."

"If you can't handle it, maybe you shouldn't be here," she retorts.

"You really love to piss me off." She grabbed onto her arm and pulled her over to the door. "What are you doing?" Candace opened the door and pulled her out, "taking you to my place." Y/n rolled her eyes, "where you're gonna do what? Complain about my attitude some more?"

She didn't answer her, pushing open her door and leading her down the hall to her bedroom. She didn't bother turning on the light. The lights from the city provided all she needed. "You know now that I think about it...I don't think I'm very submissive." Candace chuckled softly, pulling off her shirt and sweats as y/n looked around, subtly judging the setup.

She pressed up behind her, hands sliding under her sweatshirt, fingers grazing her back to send shivers down her spine. She leaned in, pressing a kiss behind her ear, y/n leaning into her with a soft hum. "Yes, you are. Girls with big mouths always are. You just want someone to shut you up."

"You couldn't shut me up for twenty years. What makes you think I'm shutting up now?" She shot back, that dismissive attitude yet to be dismissed. She was all talk.

"So impatient." Candace wasn't giving into her attitude. She could talk all she wanted. She wasn't gonna get the reaction she wanted. "You know at first, I was gonna take it nice and slow for you. I figured you deserved it for your first time with me. But now, after all that talk, I'm just gonna have to shut you up."

She hummed, not buying it for a second, "how cute."

Candace pulled her hoodie over her head, tossing it to the floor. Y/n kicked off her sweats and turned around, "when am I gonna be in control?" Candace grinned, pushing her onto the bed. "You couldn't handle all this." This time she didn't have a sarcastic comeback. Just watching Candace climb over her took all her attention. The air shifted, her heart speeding up. She obviously found her fine as fuck but seeing her above her like this was...different. She wanted that.

Fuck, she needed that.

"Get your fine ass over here." She slid an arm around her neck and pulled her down to bring their lips together. It was intense, messy, aggressive like their rivalry. Her legs wrapped around her, Candace's hand gripping her thigh. She pulled away and worked her way down her body, kissing a train down her stomach. She hooked her fingers into her panties and pulled down her legs.

"All that talk and you're soaking wet," she scoffed.

Before she could come up with a slick come back, she dived in and her tongue was gentle on the first lap. Candace couldn't help but smirk when she heard the little gasp leave her pretty girlfriend. Her hands grabbed onto the flesh of her thighs as her tongue swirled around her entrance.

"C." She gasped, already trembling under her touch.

"Fuck...you taste good." She whispered then grabbed y/n's hips and pulled her closer, burying her face between her legs, pulling them over her shoulders. She tried to move but Candace pressed her hips into the mattress. "You're not going anywhere. I've waited too damn long for this."

Candace smirked as her eyes flickered up to y/n, watching her face contort in pleasure while she continued to squirm slightly. She could tell she was close, super fucking close. She wasn't very hard to read. "There we go. Let it go when you're ready." Candace hummed against her, nose brushing against her clit, building her up for it.

"Don't stop- fuck, don't stop." She moaned, her hand reaching down to grab a handful of her braids.

"Go ahead, baby." Candace glaced up through her lashes, watching how her body came completely undone. Back arching off the bed, a string of whimpers spilling past her lips.

She pressed a kiss to her clit before moving back up, not allowing her to close her legs. "How was that?" Y/n looked at her, that bratty attitude still there. She still wanted to push her buttons. It was her favorite thing to do. "My ex did it better."

She was gonna give her a minute to breathe but since she wanted to run that mouth again, she didn't deserve a break. Candace took her hand off her thigh and prodded her entrance with her middle finger before slipping it inside of her and thrusted it at a steady pace, receiving a choked moan from her. She smiled, mocking her whimpers as she pressed kisses to her jaw, movements still flowing.

Her head fell back into the pillow, gasping as she added another finger. She curled them just right, thumb finding her clit and grinding in perfect, messy circles. Her moans were consistent, unable to get any words out. "Aw, what happened, baby? You had so much to say. You don't wanna run that mouth no more?" Candace teased, smirking down at her, study her faces of pleasure.

"Where'd all your attitude go?" She grinned, hitting that spot that made her eyes roll back, a choked out moan leaving her throat.

The wet sounds were constant, just filthy, juices coated her hand, gushing around her thick fingers. Her legs trembled, Candace didn't seem to care, not halting her pace for her. "I'm the only one who can touch you like this. I don't want you to even look in another girl's direction. You're mine now." Y/n's hand slid over her shoulders, down her back, nodding to her words.

"No, don't nod. Say it. Say it or I'll stop."

She whimpered, nails digging into Candace's back, the other hand with a handful of her braids, and she didn't care. She liked it. "I'm yours. I only want to be yours, C."

Candace smiled, pressing a delicate kiss to her neck. "You're so perfect. So pretty. Let go for me, pretty." Her legs trembled, Candace bringing her into a kiss, swallowing her moans as she fucked her through it. Her nails dug into her back, unable to kiss back properly as she neared it. "Gonna cum," she whimpered before a loud moan fell from her lips as her orgasm hit.

"Twenty years was worth it to have you like this." Candace whispered, pressing a kiss to her cheek. She moved lower, pressing a kiss to her collarbone and another to the curve of her throat. "You did so good. That was such a good warm up."

"Warmup?"

Candace nodded softly, still peppering soft kisses on her skin. "You didn't seriously think I was gonna let you talk to me like that, right? I don't play like that, baby."

Y/n's eyes widened in alarm, watching her reach for an object in the drawer. "What's going on?"

"I'm gonna need on your hands and knees."

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"Why are your shorts so small?"

Y/n glanced over her shoulder, Candace sitting on a chair with a bottle in hand. "What do you mean?"

"Are those A'ja's? They're short as hell. Your whole ass is showing." Y/n rolled her eyes, picking up the ball in front of her. "A'ja said I look better in these ones," she shrugged. She usually wore the original shorts, ones that DT still wore. So this was a huge change for her. She had never shown so much thigh before.

Candace shook her head, arms crossed over her chest. "I don't like them. It looks unnatural. Imagine what DT would say about this."

Y/n went back to shooting as more people showed up, the more they stared at her. Kelsey didn't even say anything. She just walked over, smacked her ass and went to stretch. Candace was not liking it. Chelsea got there, her eyes immediately landing on y/n and grinning. "Damn! I ain't know you had all that ass!"

Candace groaned, head falling back in exasperation, "fucking hell."

"I have never been more thankful for a pair shorts in my life." Kelsey added, her and Chelsea laughing as they dapped each other up.

Syd walked in, wondering what all the laughing was about. "What y'all laughin'-" her eyes landed on y/n and her brows shot up, "damn! Where'd all that ass come from? You get a BBL on your day off?"

Y/n flipped her off, "it's called a gym booty. You'd know that if you did your squats."

Candace huffed, dribbling the ball under her legs as they conversed. A'ja joined them soon, a big grin on her face. "A'ja! Why you got my girl wearin' those tight ass shorts?"

"'Cause her body bangin'. She look sexy in 'em, right? It only took me two years but I got her." A'ja grinned proudly, landing a smack on her ass as she walked past her. Then she paused, turning on her heel, "Hold up- wait a minute. Did you just call her your girl?" Everyone turned to her, y/n still shooting her three's without a care in the world.

"Yeah 'cause that's my girl."

Chelsea raised a brow, all of them sharing confused but suspicious looks. "Like..homegirl? Or we talkin'...girlfriend?"

Candace leaned back in her seat, looking up at her teammates. "She's my girlfriend."

Their jaws dropped, the sound of the net swishing in the background when y/n hit another three. Chelsea was appalled. "When did this happen?"

Candace took a sip of her water, shrugging a shoulder. "Last night."

Kelsey grinned, glancing over at y/n, "so that's why she got a limp to her step."

Candace reached over to smack the ball out of her hands. "You need to be smacked."

"What are y'all standin' around for?" Becky clapped her hands to get their attention. "CP and Y/n are dating," Syd snitched as they walked over to their coaches. Becky didn't seem surprised at all, and that was because Candace let her know that morning just so she knew it wouldn't effect the way they worked together. "Yeah, I know."

Y/n walked over and Becky immediately noticed the change in shorts. Syd, Chels, and AC all shook their head towards coach, signaling her not to say a word or Candace might just crash out. Y/n stood by Candace who pulled her shorts down just a bit. Y/n shot her a glare, "hey, if you can wear black shoes and white socks, I can wear new shorts."

"Uh-oh, trouble in paradise." Syd mumbled, receiving a smack on the shoulder.

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They were going strong. Their relationship was obviously kept under wraps to the media and fans. Candace didn't care who knew. But y/n did. She didn't give a reason for it. That was what bothered Candace. She didn't explain why she had such a problem with anyone knowing. She didn't even tell her family. The only ones who knew were their teammates and people they practiced with.

She tried to let it go. She tried to ignore it. She tried to ignore the way y/n would completely change her demeanor in public, even around their teammates. She didn't even acknowledge her like a girlfriend. She just treated her like a regular teammate. Candace had every right to be bothered. Before they locked down, y/n was all smiles, acting like they were girlfriend's and now she acted as if Candace never had her back arching off the bed.

It didn't help that y/n was all over her behind closed doors. She was affectionate, bubbly, and just overall being a girlfriend. It hurt. Candace liked to be affectionate. She liked to hold her girlfriend. She liked to be kissed. She didn't have to be all over her in public. But she at least expected to be shown some love, even the slightest. She wanted to feel loved. She deserved that.

She thought y/n wasn't feeling her anymore. At least until she planned a surprise date. It came out of nowhere. "Where are we going?" Candace asked, searching through her closet for something to wear.

"Just wear somethin' comfortable..and easy to take off." Y/n answered, causing Candace to look over at her with a raised brow. "What? I'm getting better at this dominant thing. Gotta put the work in. Hard work makes the- wait, I forgot the saying but you get the point." Candace chuckles, picking out some jeans and a top. "If you say so."

Y/n's eyes gazed over her girlfriend's legs, more specifically her thighs. She loved her thighs. And those biceps? Oh god, the biceps. She wanted to be choked by them. Candace caught her and smirked, "what are you looking at?" She cleared her throat, eyes flickering up to the ceiling, remembering this wasn't about her pleasure. This was about Candace. "Nothing."

It didn't take very long for her to get ready. The ride there wasn't super long. She was very excited. Candace didn't recognize the place but she seen what it was called and immediately grew alarmed. "You're joking." Y/n shook her head, taking her hand with a cheeky smile. "You said you're too scared to go skydiving so why not just do it indoors? Gotta face your fears baby."

Candace's eyes widened, planting her feet as y/n tried to pull her along. "Stop, no, please tell me you're joking. You know I'm scared of this shit."

Y/n closed in the distance, eyes filled with understanding. "If you don't wanna do it, that's fine. We can skip to dinner. I just feel like we don't really enjoy the same things. I obviously want to skydive with you, but I know you're terrified of that, so I figured this was a good alternative. But we don't have to. I just wanted to show you how much fun it can be."

It was super thoughtful and sweet. She could not find it in herself to say no. How could she? It was so cute that she wanted her to be apart of her interests. It was effort. The effort she wanted. With a sigh, she nodded, "okay, I'll do it. But, you have to go first."

"Deal!" She grinned excitedly, pressing some pecks to her lips.

"You're gonna do great." Y/n gave her a thumbs up, pulling out her phone to record all of this. She giggled as her girlfriend flew up in the air, "you're doing amazing sweetie." Once it was over, she stumbled over to her, shaking her head, relatively calm. "Not for you?" She shook her head, holding onto y/n for dear life, "not for me."

"You wanna get outta here?"

"Immediately."

Candace let out a breath of relief as the fresh air hit her face. "Since I'm facing my fears. When October comes along, we're going to a haunted house." Y/n's eyes widened, shaking her head so fast she might get whiplash. "No, please, no. I will do literally anything. No haunted houses. You know I hate anything scary." She frowned, hugging onto her as Candace smiled.

"I'm sorry babe, but I'm not changing my mind. We're doing it." Candace slid an arm around her shoulder.

Y/n huffed, "yeah, we'll see about that when the time comes. I'm very good at persuading the mind." She moved an arm around her waist, leading her down the sidewalk. Candace furrowed her brows, "isn't the car back there?" Y/n nodded soflty, pointing ahead, "yeah, but the restaurant is like a block away. We can just walk."

She nodded, pressing a kiss to her head. "I hated that but it was cute seeing you fly in the air like a chipmunk."

"You better not post them videos," she muttered.

"Too late. I already sent them to Syd."

"Fuck." She knew those videos were gonna hit the internet tomorrow morning at 5 sharp.

They got to a local pizza place, one that y/n had been going to since she moved to Vegas. They already had a table cleaned off for her. "Do you prefer sitting across or beside?" Candace asked, y/n pulling out the chair for her. "I like across 'cause I love eye contact." She answered, taking a seat across her with a smile.

Candace smiled, a knowing look in both of their eyes. "I know you do."

After ordering a pizza, one they were sharing, came the conversation. "So uh, I told my family about us. They're pretty happy. Super supportive and they can't wait to come meet you properly. I don't think the years of you arguing with them in the stands counts." Y/n chuckled, nodding softly, but Candace noticed the way she twisted her ring, showing signs she was nervous.

"Are you okay?"

She nodded, dropping her hands in her lap. "Yeah, nah, I'm good. I guess I'm just nervous to meet them. I wasn't exactly nice to them at games..."

Candace chuckled softly, "it's fine. They weren't very nice either. I wasn't even nice to your family. I think I called your brother a pussy in high school." Y/n snickered, nodding her head, remembering how much he'd complain about that. "You did. I remember that specifically 'cause he told me everytime we faced each other, if I got a block on you I had to call you a pussy in his defense."

"But you've never called me that.."

"I know. I lied to him." She shrugged, gaining a laugh from her. She loved that laugh. It was so infectious. "I wonder how he's gonna react to us. Have you told him yet?"

"Uhm...no. I uh, I haven't gotten a chance to. He's pretty busy with the fam." She was lying, obviously. She talked to him everyday. The pizza came, thankfully cutting off the potential conversation y/n did not wanna dive into. "So, I have a question. Did you genuinely hate me in high school?"

"No. You just kinda irritated me. I didn't start hating you until college. When I got to the W is when I realized I wasn't hating you to my full potential." She explained, her answer not the least bit surprising. She didn't like Candace back then and she wasn't shy about it at all. "Full potential is crazy," she chuckled. "I mean obviously, I had a thing for you in HS, but I got over it in like junior year. I pretty much started hating you when you dunked on me."

Y/n grins, very proud of that dunk. "That's actually number one on my list of dunks."

Candace rolled her eyes, not surprised. "Of course it is. I'm guessing the dunk you got on me in college is number two."

"Ding ding ding," she smiled mischievously.

"You know my one regret in my career, is not dunking on you." Y/n grinned, nodding because she knew it still it would bother her forever. "I know we're girlfriend's and all but I gotta admit, I hope it continues to haunt you." Candace rolled her eyes, biting back her smile. "Shut up. You know it will. You just wanna rub it in."

"I would say sorry but I'm not. The rivalry never ends."

"It ends when I marry you." Candace stated, before freezing, realizing maybe it was too soon to say stuff like that. They hadn't ever discussed marriage once. "Sorry. I shouldn't have said that. It's way too soon for that. I didn't mean to freak you out."

"No, no, you don't have to apologize. I agree maybe it's too soon, but it's not like I'm dating you to fuck around. I know when the time comes, I do want to settle down with you. I'm in it for real. It's not a game for me. I just feel like you should know that." She said everything so casual, but it was the most reassuring thing she'd heard. It made her feel a lot better about her previous behavior.

Candace reached for her hand, pressing a kiss to her knuckles. "That's very relieving to hear. Thank you for the reassurance 'cause I genuinely wasn't sure where you stood on it."

"Of course, baby. I always want you to know where I stand." She smiled softly, returning the kiss to her hands, kissing both of them.

Y/n paid for the dinner and led her outside, and Candace pulled her on the other side so she wasn't near the sidewalk. "This was really nice. I loved it. Thank you baby." Candace slid an arm around her waist, the other resting on her cheek to bring their lips together. Y/n's hands found her waist to bring her body closer, no gap of space left between them, making the kiss so much more intimate.

Y/n pulled away for air, pressing a kiss to Candace's bicep with a smirk. "Let's get outta here."

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"Good morning." Y/n whispered, leaving little kisses on her girlfriend's neck as she straddled her thigh.

Candace smiled, immediately reaching for her waist. "Good morning. Is there a reason you're on top of me?" She smiled, shaking her head as she buried her face into her neck. "I don't wanna go to practice," she mumbled, slowly grinding against her thigh, sighing softly at the pressure.

She wasn't bothered by it at all. It was a great way to wake up. She rubbed her back gently, "take what you need pretty." Y/n shook her head, urging her hands to grip her harder. She looked into her eyes, those pretty brown eyes she could stare into all day. "Can you do it for me, Candy?"

Candace bit back a grin, gripping onto her hips to press her down harder, a gasp slipping past her lips. "What's with you and my thighs? This is the third time we've woken up like this."

Y/n smiled, head falling onto her shoulder, a flustered mess. "They feel good. Fuck, you feel good."

"I guess I owe you after last night." Candace hummed, speeding up her movements. She whimpered directly into her ear. "You sound so pretty." She sighed at the slow roll of pleasure between her legs. Candace flexed her thigh. Her hips chased the friction, Candace's hands guiding her into it, rocking her back in forth.

Candace bounced her leg slightly, and her rhythm stuttered. She let out a broken sound, trying to press down harder, back arched. "You got it. Keep goin'." She whispered, sliding her hands lower to grab her ass.

And she did. She hands gripped her shoulders to help keep balance. "Oh fuck." Her body shook hard, feeling the wave of her orgasm hit. Candace smirked, pressing a kiss to her cheek, rubbing her back gently. "This is my favorite way to wake up now."

After a shower, y/n started breakfast as Candace was tidying up the living room. She picked up the remote and turned on the TV. She picked a random sports news channel. Y/n carried over two plates of food. "You want orange juice?" Candace nodded, "yeah. Thank you baby." She pressed a kiss to her cheek before taking a seat, picking up the plate- not eating until y/n came back.

"So, news just dropped. TMZ posted a couple pictures of y/n y/l/n and Candace Parker sharing a very intimate kiss in Vegas. Thoughts on that?"

"I thought they hated each other."

"I didn't even know they were gay."

"I think it's really sweet. Congratulations to them."

Candace froze, the pictures popping up on the screen. Glass shattered behind her and she quickly shot up, eyes landing on her girlfriend. Broken glass and spilled orange juice on the floor. Her phone went off on the table. It was her brother. Of course. Her hands were on her head, brows furrowed stressfully. "No, no, no. This can't be happening."

"Babe, step away from the glass." Candace quickly walked around the couch, moving y/n over to the table. She quickly grabbed a broom and mop to clean up the mess as y/n paced frantically.

After cleaning it up, she walked over to y/n to try and ease her nerves. "Take a breath. It's gonna be okay." She wrapped her arms around her, y/n shaking her head, still in a panic. "How the fuck are so calm right now? We're all over the fucking internet!" Y/n exclaimed, breaking the hold to keep pacing.

"What's so bad about that? Who cares? Are you ashamed or something?" Candace queried, genuinely asking 'cause her behavior was quite telling.

"Ashamed? Why would you ask that?"

"I don't know. Maybe 'cause you barely even acknowledge me in public, or even around our friends." There it was. It was gonna come out eventually. She had every right to feel that way too. Y/n scoffed, running her hand over her hair. "Are you fucking serious? I'm not gonna make out with you in front of everyone, Candace."

"I'm not asking you to make out with me!"

"So what are you asking?!"

"Uh I don't know, maybe I just want to feel appreciated. You could hold my hand. Kiss my cheek. Literally anything to show you fucking care. You pretend like I don't even exist!" At this point, tears were falling, tears y/n felt guilty for causing. "I'm proud of us. I'm not ashamed. I'm not ashamed to be in love with you. I don't give a fuck what people think of us. You're the only one who matters. I hate being a secret. I want to be loved out loud, y/n. I want to be able to love you out loud."

Y/n stepped towards her, cupping her face gently, wiping the tears off her cheeks. "I want that too, C."

"So why is it such a problem that people know?"

"I don't care about the fans or the media knowing. I care about my brother knowing."

Candace furrowed her brows, not understanding at all. She knew her brother wasn't homophobic or anything. "Why?"

She sighed, completely embarrassed to say it out loud. "He thinks I'm still engaged to the student fucker." Her jaw dropped, "y/n! Seriously?!" She groaned, plopping down on the couch in embarrassment. "See, I knew you were gonna react like that. It's embarrassing. I get it."

Candace crawled over her, "why didn't you just tell him?"

"I don't know. I was embarrassed. It's embarrassing. Imagine getting your wedding called off because your fiancé couldn't keep his hands off a student? That's humiliating." Candace sighed, understanding where she was coming from but she had to tell him now. It was too late. He was probably gonna think she was cheating with Candace. "How has he not caught on? It's been years."

"I have no idea. He's a little slow. He went to a frat."

"That tracks," Candace mumbled.

"I'm sorry I made you feel that way. I'm not ashamed of you. I'm yours. I'm only ever gonna be yours. You know nobody gets me like you do." She reassured, pressing a kiss to her lips. Candace smiled softly, resting her head on her chest. Her words made her feel so much better than before. She needed that reassurance. "I know baby. And I appreciate the reassurance so much. But you seriously gotta tell your brother. He's gonna think we're having an affair and that's gonna make him hate me 10x more."

"I swear to God if you two become besties after this I might just die." She muttered, picking up the phone to call his number.

"That's if he isn't still pissed at me for calling him a pussy."

"I don't know about that. He holds grudges."

Candace smirked, pressing a kiss to her cheek. "We hold them longer."

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