Nancy discovering she has a praise kink.
Explicit Sexual Content. And by that I mean Graphic Smut happening for no other reason just me being incredibly bored in class. Minors look away.
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There is a movie, playing in the background, playing on the small, old TV in the corner of Nancy's room. There is a movie, playing sci-fi and horror and something that had Nancy yawning in the first fifteen minutes of slowness.
There is a movie, but Nancy doesn't pay it any attention because there is also a girl underneath her.
Naked and beautiful and melting into her sheets and blushing a pretty pink color when Nancy kisses on that spot of her neck right next to her pulse point.
There is a girl underneath her that, when Nancy kisses that spot, sighs a deep sound of pleasure, arches against Nancy's front enough for Nancy to rock her hips down, and whispers; "Oh, Jesus, I can feel how wet you are. This feels so good, baby. Keep doing that. Please".
Nancy eyes shut closed. Warmth laps through the entirety of her body and, if she didn't feel hot already, from having Robin this close to her, she sure feels the heat now.
Her hands clench around Robin's bare waist as she does as told, rolling her hips back in and licking a teasing kiss over the throbbing pulse point, getting another sigh. She hides her face in the crook of the girl's neck.
The request comes out muffled. "Keep talking to me like that".
Unfortunately, Robin pulls back in an effort to meet her eyes. "Like what?"
"Like... when it feels good. When I make you feel good. When I..." - Nancy cannot keep looking at her and this has never happened before, not like this, never this intense - "...when I do something good".
Robin leans up and carefully kisses her. Trails a hand up and down the bare length of her spine and rests the other one on her ass.
"You're always good", Robin whispers, softly gropping while saying so. Nancy presses her hips down in response, eyes slightly rolling back when she feels wetness. Robin's or her own, she doesn't know but doesn't care when it feels like this. "You're always so good to me, baby".
Her face is burning red. The damp curls between Robin's legs tease a brief touch of more against Nancy’s own. She grinds down as Robin presses up, clit bumping against clit and a pair of moans escape them.
"Keep going", Robin's free hand snap down to her ass too, the palm colliding slightly rougher than meant to. Not quite a slap, but something able to make Nancy's head blur and her body grind down harder.
The position isn't perfect, the pressure slipping and the rubbing losing contact; Nancy presses both palms on the mattress and shifts so Robin's hips are pressed at a slight angle.
"Oh, right there", Robin chokes back a moan at the new contact. "Right there, babygirl -"
Arms trembling and sweat breaking out across every inch of her, Nancy tries to go faster. A wet sticking sound drifts to her ears. Each rubbing press of her clit on Robin makes a rough shudder come out of the both of them. Oh, god, she's so close.
"Robin -"
"Look at me. Let me see you coming, baby". Nancy stains to open her eyes and lift her head, but she does so and gets rewarded with burning eyes locking into her own. Robin purrs, "Good. Keep looking at me, Nance, good girl".
Her muscles lock up in an instance, tensing to the point of trembling and her hips knock into Robin one more time before she comes harder than she has probably ever had.
She collapses on Robin just as the girl rides out the last of her own orgasm. The two of them pant, sweaty and sticking and completely worn out.
Nancy nuzzles in a soft boob, feeling sleep drift through her mind.
Barely feels the kiss on the top of her head.
Robin traces fingertips up and down her back.
"That was amazing", she whispers and Nancy moves just enough to kiss the side of her boob. She is still laying between Robin's legs, feeling wetness against her tummy, but she does not move an inch. They'll clean up later. "You were amazing, Nance".
Uselessly, Nancy whimpers, turning to press her forehead on Robin's chest. "Are you seriously trying to get me hot for a second round right now? I seriously don't think I can take anymore".
"Well..." - Robin's voice is heavy and when Nancy looks up she taps two fingers against her mouth - "...why don't you be a good girl and come up here to find out".
Nancy blushes bright red and absolutely hates the way it works.
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