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“Oh, no, that is the worst consequence you could give me. Please, not the biting,” she tried to answer as dramatically as she could but quickly ruined it by laughing at the end. Looking down Finn’s body, she watched with amusement as the other blonde made sure both of her legs are wrapped around her. “You think you could actually go to sleep like this with my naked self wrapped around you?” She asked in a near whisper, purposely teasing her girlfriend. “I’m not going to let that happen, Griffin,” this time, she spoke directly into her ear.
Humming contently at the sound of her name from her girlfriend, Finn opened her eyes briefly thanks to the shudder that shot down her spine after Tove spoke in her ear. They shut again almost immediately. “Is that a challenge?” She mumbled, a hand still roaming up and down the back of one of Tove’s thighs. Regardless of the nakedness, she couldn’t remember a time she had ever enjoyed just being tangled up in someone this much. She knew just as well as Tove did that she wasn’t going to be getting back to sleep. Deciding to stick with her threat, she bit the side of Tove’s neck but ended up sucking on that spot right after.
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Although it sounded like Rosita was bein’ playful, some part of her couldn’t help but wonder if she was just sayin’ the truth but coverin’ it up like it isn’t so bad. She pressed open mouthed kisses up to her jaw and down to her chin before lookin’ at her, half expectin’ her to open her eyes and half wantin’ her to keep them closed. “Hmmm, before I leave any marks on ya…I want ya to tell me somethin’ that you’ve never told anyone else you’ve been with. I mean, I’m sure you’ve already fuckin’ told me a good amount but…it’s just that I wanna know more ‘bout you.”
"Something I’ve never told anyone else I’ve been with?” Rosita echoed with a thoughtful hum. The amount that she told the people she was with was less and less with each person, with each previous person discouraging her more from forming any sort of real bond. “I just wanna be loved,” she whispered, deciding it was best to keep her eyes closed at that point. She did her best to make her tone sound aloof as well, like it didn’t matter what she was saying. “In five years, the only thing I need is to be able to fall asleep next to someone that loves every single part of me, good or bad.”
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The moment she felt another kinda wetness against her neck, her breath noticeably caught in her throat but when she was able to breathe again - Desi playfully smacked Selena’s side. “What the fuck was that? I think you just said something about me bein’ beautiful but I’m not sure, all I know is that I got really distracted by you so damn quickly.” When she got her shit together, Desi slid one of her hands further up Selena’s back only to go back down again, dragging her nails along her skin. “You deserve the best, baby.”
Giggling against Desi’s skin as soon as her woman smacked her side, Selena pulled back to look down at her. “I love cleaning you off,” she murmured with a teasing grin, bringing a hand up to brush Desi’s hair back and absentmindedly fix it after pulling on it so much when she had been riding her mouth. “You are the best,” she breathed out, resting her forehead briefly against Desi’s before she moved to kiss her slowly. “I can’t fucking wait to have kids with you, y’know that?”
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Tove expected Finn to fall back asleep, maybe even playfully shove her away but now, she’s slightly pinned down with a very tired woman half on top of her. “Right, this is absolutely the way to get me to go back to sleep,” she chuckled as she wrapped a leg around her girlfriend’s waist. “By all means, my love, if you want to get more sleep like this…you’ll just have to deal with me kissing you.” With that much of a warning, she turned her head and pressed her lips against Finn’s ear and down to the one cheek that’s exposed.
Grumbling unintelligibly again, Finn could have nodded off again but for one, Tove was giving her attention and two, she didn’t really want to. “I’ll bite you,” she threatened, adjusting the way she was laying and briefly propped her weight up with one arm so she could free up a hand to grab for Tove’s leg that wasn’t around her waist. Squeezing it, she attempted to drag it up to her waist as well, all without actually moving or lifting her head. “D’you know what time it is?”
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She could feel the tension rising off of Selena’s body, her muscles clenching and relaxing - her lover is so close and that only motivated Desi to keep at it with the amount of control she took back from Selena. Once her lover soaked her tonue and lips…and even her chin, it’s safe to assume, Desi helped her ride out her high but after another moment passed, she kissed along the girl’s thigh, leaving behind evidence of the orgasm she’d just helped Selena experience. “Come down here, baby,” she finally got out as she looked up at her woman, slowly checkin’ her out. “God, you are the most beautiful person to grace this fuckin’ planet.”
Little tremors still ran through her body by the time Desi spoke up, slowly lifting herself off of her woman to sprawl out half on top of her. Instead of just resting, she scooted up enough to slowly run her tongue up Desi’s neck, where she was dripping from her chin. “You are the most beautiful person to grace this planet,” she insisted, threading her fingers through Desi’s hair. “You’re so good to me, baby. I feel so fucking sensitive right now, you know that?”
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It was almost as if Rosita read her mind…or maybe it’s just that she also felt a chill take over her body, either way, she became quickly content with havin’ the blanket over ‘em and the warmth between their bodies makin’ that coldness go away. Fletcher brought a hand up to touch one side of Rosita’s head as she continued pressin’ more and more kisses against her neck, even bitin’ her here and there. “Perfect? Can’t say I’ve ever heard somethin’ like that before….but I think I get it ‘cos I fuckin’ feel the same way ‘bout you, Rosita.”
Making a little noise of approval each time she felt Fletcher’s teeth against her skin, Rosita drew slow, light circles against Fletcher’s lower back. “I’m pretty far from perfect,” she pointed out playfully, eventually going from drawing circles to writing her full name against Fletcher’s back, her nails just barely scratching her skin. “You know, I won’t say no to a few new marks on my neck before we head out,” she suggested as subtly as she possibly could, keeping her eyes closed with a lopsided little grin on her face.
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Tove has gotten used to falling asleep with the lights on - at least whenever Finn stays the night so, instead of waking to the sun shining in her face, her blurry vision first grew accustom to the shining in the room. When she turned onto her side, she was met with the sight of her sleeping girlfriend. Instead of having the courtesy to let her wake up on her own, Tove moved over and pressed a kiss against her lips. “It’s time to wake up,” her own voice sounded so raspy with the help of a dry throat. Maybe she should’ve let her sleep in considering the hours that her lover works…but it’s too late for that now.
Passed one with an arm flung across her abdomen and one above her head, Finn only stirred when she felt lips against hers, equally wanting to get up and kiss Tove and flip over and try to get back to sleep. Instead of really speaking, all that came out was a little grumble before she rolled over towards Tove until she had Tove half pinned underneath the dead weight of her body. “Go back to sleep,” she demanded though her voice was nothing but playful, nose pressed against Tove’s jaw.
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Selena isn’t wrong, of course, ‘cause she is definitely givin’ Desi a taste but instead of encouragin’ her lover by telling her that she’s semi right, she playfully spanked her and pushed her tongue in just as deep, curling it and grazing her teeth against her clit. More than anything, she wanted to tell Selena that she doesn’t need to be careful, she can move those hips without a care and if that ends up bruising Desi somehow…well, she’s into that. With a more firm grip on Selena’s ass, she took control with the sole purpose of trying to fill her lover up as much as she can.
Asking for permission to come wasn’t necessary if Desi’s mouth was too preoccupied for her to speak, right? That’s what Selena told herself when she felt herself being pushed faster to the edge after Desi spanked her and took more control over her movements—she couldn’t help it, it was such a huge weakness that she was sure even if she was trying to dominate herself, she wouldn’t be able to hold onto that for long if Desi took so much as a little control back. Without warning, she threw her head back and called out Desi’s name as she soaked her woman tongue, lips, and chin, her body shaking and her grip on the pillow tightening harshly in an attempt to keep herself up while she rode out her high.
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Fletcher will remember to ask Rosita just as much as the girl asks her - while she does care ‘bout how the other girl will remember her, it’s more ‘bout the fact that she wants to make sure, no matter how short their time might be together, that she cares. It’s hard not to get lost in the fact that…this is all gonna come to an end. Everything does for Fletcher…but can she fight it? Can she take control over how much time she has with Rosita or is it all outta her control like it has always been? Slowly, she shifted and moved so that she’s now straddlin’ one leg while pushin’ hers up in between Rosita’s and, instead of keepin’ herself up, she laid flat against the other girl, restin’ her head on her shoulder and pressin’ kisses against her neck. “I think I could fall asleep on ya like this…so we could always change cuddlin’ positions.”
This was closeness that she craved and Rosita couldn’t remember a time where she had gotten this. Savoring how it felt to have Fletcher rest totally on top of her and how their bodies fit together, she wrapped both arms around Fletcher after dragging the blanket up over them to fight the inevitable chill now that her body was cooling down fast. “Mm, we should,” she agreed. “I like this a lot.” Her head tipped back, giving Fletcher free reign of her neck to kiss as she wanted to. “You feel perfect, you know that? You’re just... perfect.”
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Fletcher’s muscles in her abdomen flexed unintentionally when Rosita started kissin’ her there and even if that had some of her attention, she still kept her eyes on the girl, waitin’ for some kinda answer and well, what she got wasn’t what she was expectin’. She trusts that Rosita will tell her the truth but, with some things, she figures the girl sugar coats shite. She continued combin’ her fingers through Rosita’s hair, stayin’ quiet as ever as she listened to that cute and seemingly breathless lil’ voice speak up. Everything made so much fuckin’ sense but what hit her harder than ever was hearin’ Rosita tell her that no one’s ever asked her that…and if she equates it with carin’ then does she think no one’s ever cared ‘bout her? Slowly, she pulled away from Rosita only to carefully manuever herself on top of the girl, straddlin’ her legs at first only to lean in and gently reach for Rosita’s hands, holdin’ ‘em as she tries to keep most of her weight of off the girl. “Ask me whenever, then…but I’m tellin’ ya now, it’ll always be the same. I want you, my body wants you. Was…was that okay for you, too?”
Rosita made a little noise in protest when Fletcher moved away from her, prepared to get up herself and ask what was wrong until Fletcher got on top of her. Keeping her eyes on her face, she gave her hands an affectionate squeeze. “That was fucking incredible,” she whispered, leaning up just enough to kiss Fletcher’s chin. “I want you so fucking much, Fletch.” In more than a physical aspect, but Rosita thought it best not to mention that or even think any longer on it. She needed to be in the moment, not dreading them inevitably parting ways. “C’mon, lay on me. I wanna really feel you on top of me, babe. I want every perfect inch of you against me as much as possible. Gimme another five minutes and then we can get going, I promise.”
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Desi wasn’t about to let herself think thoroughly on what it’d be like to watch someone touch Selena’s inner thigh or that’d screw this whole fuckin’ thing up. Still, she pressed a few kisses along her inner thighs and mumbled “hmmm, this is what you fuckin’ do to me all the time, Selena. I’m just givin’ you a taste,” she then dragged her tongue up the girl’s thigh until she reached her pussy. Pressing a few kisses there, she opened her mouth and pushed her tongue deep inside Selena, moanin’ against the warmth of her. With her hands on Selena’s ass, she began to encourage her in any way possible to rock those hips.
"Technically, I think this is me giving you a taste,” Selena managed to joke despite her thighs already tensing and relaxing in anticipation. Instead of keeping her hand against the wall, she gripped one of the pillows and leaned forward a bit to make it easier to rock down against Desi’s mouth as soon as her lover gave her what she wanted, her other hand keeping a firm grip on Desi’s hair. “Holy fuck,” she breathed out, her hips moving a little more erratically as soon as she felt Desi’s strong hands on her ass and her woman moan against her. “I fucking love when you fill me up like this, baby,” she groaned, trying not to rock too harshly against Desi’s mouth.
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Fletcher wanted nothin’ more than to have Rosita stay on top of her like that but when the girl ended up rollin’ off of her - she tried to not think too much on it, which wasn’t that hard considerin’ the fuckin’ orgasm she just had. “I could’ve managed it…aside from my feet. I coulda just had you layin’ on your back while I do the work,” she teased, closin’ her eyes and bringin’ a hand down to run her fingers through Rosita’s dampening hair. That question, that consistent question - something she always asks afterwards and Fletcher can’t quite figure out if it comes from concern of pushin’ her too far or if Rosita doesn’t think she’s good enough…or worse, both. Fletcher opened her eyes and peered down at Rosita “can I know why you ask that? ‘Cos I’ll tell you, that was more than fuckin’ okay. D’you still feel my body twitchin’? I feel high..that’s how fuckin’ more than okay it was.”
"I’m not gonna let you do all the work when I gotta make up for the way I fucked you for your first time,” Rosita insisted, closing her eyes with a content little smile when Fletcher’s hand found her hair. She could have very easily napped just like this, she realized. She wouldn’t let herself but it was a nice thought all the same. Oblivious to Fletcher looking at her, Rosita hesitated when her lover asked about why she asked that. “I do, it’s sexy,” she murmured, finally opening her eyes and tipping her head to press a light kiss against Fletcher’s stomach. “There’s... a few reasons. One, I like hearing out loud that something is okay with you or for you ‘cause I care about you and what you’re feeling is important. Two, I’ve asked that my whole life. I think it’s a validation thing? Three, nobody... ever really asked that when it came to me. All those past relationships I had—I dunno. Making sure you’re okay and what I do and how I touch you is okay is just... really important to me.”
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She let go of Rosita’s neck in favor of doin’ somethin’ she saw the girl do just moments before… blindly and clumsily, she slid her hand in between them and rubbed Rosita’s clit as they kissed but when her lover got out that split second warnin’, she didn’t have enough time to pull away and look as it was happenin’. Some of her cum got on Fletcher’s fingers but the majority ended up on her thigh and pussy. “Shite, that’s so fuckin’ sexy…” she breathed out, tryin’ to keep any sounds comin’ outta her to a minimum. She could feel herself gettin’ all the more closer, especially with what just happened so ‘bout a minute later, everything that had built up came tumblin’ down - so much so that she lost control of her body, includin’ the moan that escaped her. Fletcher laid back against the bed with her hands above her head, too busy feelin’ her nerves goin’ wild to even focus on how labored her breathin’ is. “Rosita, holy…”
Gradually slowing her hips to a stop, Rosita let go of Fletcher’s leg and carefully set it back down so she could rest flat on top of Fletcher, burying her face against the side of her neck while she caught her breath and let her hands roam lazily up and down Fletcher’s sides. “It’s really, really tempting to bury my face between your legs and taste both of us,” she confessed, eventually mostly rolling off of Fletcher so they could properly cool down but, at an angle, her head rest on Fletcher’s stomach. “Holy fuck. That was wild. I don’t think I could’ve managed that after hiking, my legs would’ve been too dead,” she breathed out, tipping her head to look up Fletcher’s body at her. “Was that okay for you?”
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“Hmmmm, baby, you don’t need to do that…as much as I’d fuckin’ love it,” she pressed a few more kisses against Selena’s chin before lookin’ down at where the girl placed her hand. “I know exactly where I’d want it - either right there, over your heart or in your inner thigh.” When her eyes wandered down Selena’s body, she grabbed the girl’s ass and kissed down to the tops of her breasts - all while makin’ her rock those hips. When she was close enough, she caught one of her nipples and sucked on it and just when it seemed like she’d be payin’ the same amount of attention to Selena’s other nipple - Desi laid back, moved her arms beneath the girls thighs and lifted her up to her mouth.
“Hey, your Selena could mean any Selena if I don’t get a matching tattoo,” Selena joked, straightening up a bit and pushing her chest out when Desi started looking own her body. “Although I’d pay to see you watch while someone has to touch my inner thigh to put a tattoo there.” Her hips moved without protest from Selena when Desi started guiding them against her, choking out what was more of a half moan and half growl when her lover’s lips closed around one of her nipples. “Shit, that- fuck,” she got out with a stunned laugh when she found herself straddling Desi’s face before she could really register what had happened, quick to brace a hand against the wall with the other reaching down for Desi’s hair. “Is this what you feel like? When I get sexy right after I get cute?” She breathed out, not hesitating when it came to lowering herself down against Desi’s mouth.
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She made sure to look up in time to see the genuine reaction wash over the other girl as she watched what they are doin’ but Fletcher’s attention was directed elsewhere when she felt Rosita’s fingers brush against her clit. That sensation caused her body to jolt, rockin’ up harder against the other girl. She wouldn’t say that she’s flexible but she’s fuckin’ determined, sittin’ up a bit and reachin’ out to place a hand on the back of Rosita’s neck, pullin’ her forward so their lips could touch. “I dunno…how I’m already so fuckin’ close,” she breathed out.
Though taken off guard when Fletcher sat up to pull her forward, Rosita went easy with minimal pausing of her hips. “Me too,” she offered up in a breathy moan, moving more unevenly but still with determination. She wasn’t going to stop until they both went over the edge. Her nails dug into the bed, doing her best to keep herself up while she pressed lazy, breathless kisses against Fletcher’s lips between biting down on Fletcher’s bottom lip. “Fuck, Fletch, I’m gonna-” Was all she managed to choke out before she came hard for her lover, her thighs trembling while she made a considerable mess.
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When her teeth caught Selena’s earlobe, she bit and sucked on it until she decided to pull back - just enough to get a better look at the younger woman. The way she’s jokin’ - Desi knows why that is, she knows her lover like the back of her hand. Kissin’ along her jaw until she reached that cute little chin, Desi finally said “hmmm, I wanna get your name tattooed anywhere on my body, not my face and I want it to be in your handwriting. No one else’s. You can pick where it goes, too.”
Holding her breath a bit so she didn’t whine when Desi caught her earlobe between her teeth, Selena’s head stayed tipped until her lover kissed her chin, finally opening her eyes to look at her. “Maybe I’ll get your name tattooed too then,” she murmured like she was challenging Desi, like she didn’t want to be outdone. “Only I’m not sure if I would let you pick where it goes or if it would go right here.” With that said, she clasped a hand over the spot where her heart was.
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“Never thought I could love the way someone says my name…I never thought I’d love anyone the way I love you,” Desi mumbled, pressin’ a few more kisses along Selena’s collarbone until she made her way up her neck, leaving a slick wet trail along her pulse point and up to her jaw. “I want everyone to know, too. I haven’t cared about that in a long fucking time…” she then kissed up to her ear and said “I wanna get your name tattooed somewhere on my fuckin’ body. I’m serious about this.”
Selena closed her eyes and tipped her head, giving Desi easy access to kiss wherever she wanted to and breathed out a content sigh when she kissed up to her ear—hearing Desi’s voice right in her ear had to be one of her favourite things. She didn’t get to think on it long, however, thanks to what her love was actually saying. “My name? On your body?” It catered to every possessive part of the animal that she was that wanted to claim Desi in any and every way possible but more than that, it made her heart pound in her chest because it was so permanent. She swallowed the emotion in her throat, trying to make a joke to cover it up. “What, you don’t want it on your face?”
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