➳a little savage

she wasn’t in a rush. she wanted to take her time with corey, wanted to explore her with patience rather than just getting through it. but in saying that, being this close to her, touching her the way she had in the shower, seeing her naked in the shower, fuck her thoughts were running wild, and she still stayed close to her, still  ran her hands up and down the skin she could reach, licking her lips and sucking in her bottom just looking at her friend. she could find corey’s scent easily, breathed her in just as easily. fuck she loved her scent, couldn’t get enough of it, it was intoxicating, corey was intoxicating. eyes roamed over her, as corey walks with her into their bedroom, both of them making sure they didn’t drip water onto the little kitten who was exploring the shower herself. iris just smiled down at venetia, though once they were in the bedroom, and corey was sitting on the bed, iris’ heart started hammering in her chest, her legs moving forward slowly. again she didn’t want to rush things, but lips found corey’s and she kisses her slowly, deeply. fuck she loved kissing her, and she pulls back to look her in the eyes, hearing her words, iris shakes her head. she didn’t care about the pizza anymore, didn’t want food. the towel dropped to her feet, honey hue still on golden as it does; teeth biting at her bottom lip as she moves to sit on corey’s lap, hands moving to run over that exposed skin, head dipping to find her neck to kiss on her softly.

she didn’t want to pressure corey into this, but she didn’t want to stop either. she keeps herself close to corey, breasts resting against breasts, as she moves to kiss down to her collarbone, eyes on her friend, hands snaking up her stomach, slowly making their way to those perfect breasts, as her lips kiss at corey’s softly, making her eyes flutter closed as her heart beat faster in her chest.”i need you” she whispers, pulling back to look her friend in the eyes once more, thumbs gently rolling around her nipples, as she breathes heavily against her lips.”i don’t want anything else right now. i just need you.”

iris was a patient person, even when her mind seemed to wander a hundred miles a minute, she still seemed to make sure she didn’t rush anything, always seemed to make sure that she got through everything slow, and steady. she didn’t want to miss moments with corey. the way the water ran over her body just had her wanting to spend a moment more in the shower with her. the way her curls were damp, the way she looked. fuck yeah she didn’t want to leave the shower so soon. her own hands were trailing through her hair, washing out the shampoo that was in it. she felt corey’s fingers on her scalp, and she couldn’t help the moan that left her lips, the way they parted on a breath. none of them knew what was going to happen tonight, and iris didn’t want to think on it, she didn’t want to plan their night. if they didn’t get to that point, they didn’t get to it, didn’t mean they didn’t want it, just meant they had better things to do with their time, that they were comfortable with just what they were doing. she didn’t care what they did, as long as she was with corey, and as long as their night was filled with laughter and smiles, and just happy to be with each other. that’s all that mattered to iris.”good smells good on you too.” she whispers against her lips, hands running down her back, feeling the muscles there, before she was massaging her back gently, keeping herself close to her.

“you’re clean too.” she whispers to her, smiling softly, as her hue looks down to venetia, seeing her tiny paws on the door, making her smile even as her eyes met corey’s.”i could never. she can’t do anything wrong, not really. she’s too precious for that.” she whispers, before she was following corey out of the shower, noting the way venetia stuck her head around the door peering into it. god she was the cutest little thing, and even as iris wrapped a towel around herself, she was still looking at that tiny little bundle of joy, watching as she was hesitant about the shower, putting a paw in, but noting it was wet, shaking it softly, which had iris chuckling as she began to dry herself. she drops the towel from around her, to hold onto as she bends over to dry her curls out first. making sure they were really dry, before she started to dry her legs, and up her thighs, looking over to corey, taking her in once more. she could not stop taking her in.”god you’re so fucking beautiful.” she murmurs, as she straightens up, to dry under her breasts, moving to corey, to use her towel to gently begin to dry her hair, lips finding her neck, breathing in her scent, that scent that was just corey, masked under soaps, but she could always find it.

stepping out of the shower it was just one foot in front of the other, one thought in front of the other, motions corey knew and was used to; the familiarity made them possible and easy for her, to step out and dry off, to wrap a towel around herself while she moved carefully to make sure she didn’t drip any water on the little kitten deciding for herself whether she liked getting her paws wet or not. she didn’t need corey helping her with that conclusion. gold eyes found iris in the mirror and while she glanced she still tried to focus on motions to give iris her privacy too, but not as much when iris moved to her with the towel she had and used it to dry at her curls. she was used to hearing her mothers say she was beautiful in the way that mothers did, but from iris it was new and it was a different feeling entirely, words she heard that she could so easily follow-up by giving iris the words back, but then her eyes hadn’t stopped telling iris she was beautiful every time they landed on her and in the moments corey told her, she didn’t want it to be like she was saying it because iris had said it to her. in that moment, her lips pressed in to her cheek and she breathed her in, feeling iris on her neck doing the same thing, breathing. through the soaps corey knew so well it was easy to find the scent of iris, she knew which scents to brush aside in order to find the perfume that was only her and the hybrid was breathing in far more than just the scent in her curls and on her skin, she could smell her mouth and the sweetness corey knew was there, she could smell every inch of her body and a deeper sweetness, her nose nudging gently into her cheek and her lips pressing there again. 

“shorts or sweatpants?” she asks, pulling back just enough to find her eyes, wanting to know what iris preferred to wear because she was ready to move to get her things. she’d packed most of her own clothes, she knew iris had gone for some changes of things. “do um....want your bag?” she moved slowly around her, her eyes not leaving her though, not for a second even as she moved to the doorway and then to her room, her hand reaching for iris’ to just pull her along with her back into that space where their things were. she sunk down to sit on the edge of the mattress, pulling her suitcase in to sort through a few of the pieces of fabric she’d left inside, while her towel was just a bunched up bit of fabric in her lap. every second her skin just felt like it was warming more, every second corey was more hyper-aware of the fact that iris was here with her and she was wearing next to nothing beside her; every second corey’s heart rate spiked more.

she was just occupying her mind with movement at this point. direction. her mind focusing on where her hands were going to move next, rather than where they were now. not that she didn’t want to focus on that, because she did. god it was all she could think about. the way the water was hitting her skin, trailing down it, over her nipples, dropping to her stomach, yeah it was all she was thinking about, watching beads of water run down her legs, making her mouth go dry. she had to focus on something else though. she had to, because she wasn’t wanting their first time to be in a shower, didn’t want them getting stopped because the water would go cold. she didn’t want that. she wanted corey, god did she want her. but iris knew restraint, knew when to be patient, and she was being that right now. cleaning was what they were doing here, and she was running the soap into her skin, her hue looking at corey’s face, watching her lips, watching corey’s eyes roaming over her own body. it had her shivering, had her liking at her lips, as her eyes look over corey. it was different now, their views of each other were different, the way they saw each other now, than when they were children. and yet, iris still couldn’t stop the blush that appeared on her face, the smile that was in her eyes and on her lips. her lips were close to corey’s, she could feel her breath on her own, her eyes looking into those golden eyes, that she always saw, even in her sleep. she always saw corey.

she couldn’t help the laugh that left her lips, that laugh that bounced off the walls, as she shook her head, and kissed her lips softly.”i’m not going anywhere. i’ll use your shampoo and soaps. i like the smell anyway.” she whispers against her lips, kissing her softly as her hands run through her curls to wet her hair, damping it, so she could lather the shampoo into it. it was feeling corey’s nails on her scalp that had her moaning, her hands massaging the shampoo into corey’s hair, but fuck her nails on her scalp had her lips parted moaning, it felt so good, made iris feel so good. it just felt that fucking good that she had to moan about it.”fuck that feels good.” she breathes out, her eyes opening to look at corey feeling her bringing her in closer, and her eyes watch her lick at her lips, before she was kissing her deeply now, a soft moan on her lips, as her hands continue to wash out the shampoo that was in corey’s hair.”we’re clean right?” she whispers softly, her lips close to corey’s still, so she could still kiss her. another chuckle left her lips, her eyes looking to see venetia’s paws still on the shower door.”yeah, she’ll never want to get close again if we let her in here. though getting her used to water wouldn’t be a very good idea. especially if she’s being naughty, instead of smacking her, just spray her with water.”

it took everything to focus on what she was doing with getting clean and now with washing iris’ hair, rinsing the creamy lather of shampoo from her hair. focus was hard but she managed enough. she didn’t like to pretend she knew anything about how their night would go, maybe because she didn’t want to get her thoughts worked up to be expectant when corey didn’t know how their night would go. she could end up in a rush of excitement to get to something that turned out to be a disaster and then she was really just in a rush to get to disaster. corey wasn’t willing to do that, so each movement and each moment was taken with focus and patience. it felt like being excited to climb in a car go somewhere and then come to find out, you get in a car accident and find yourself wishing you’d just stayed home and that you hadn’t been so eager to rush towards a collision. thinking about things that way just made her move more steadily, helping the water with rinsing iris’ curls and helping iris with rinsing her own. didn’t mean she wasn’t thinking about some things, she was thinking about a lot of things, but she didn’t let those thoughts rush the way she moved. she felt her skin warm hearing the quiet moan that left iris when her nails dragged over her scalp with the hot water, and she was thinking a lot about that sound and the ways she wanted to hear it, thinking a lot about keeping up with her movements to get the shampoo out of her hair. a smile pulled at her lips once she did, words iris was leaving on her lips, words she chased them with. “good, smells good on you.” she says, the ghosting of their lips warming her skin more and making her stomach tense. 

gold eyes moved to iris’ curls and another soft run through of her fingers to be thorough she was nodding. “clean.” no more shampoo was on in iris’ hair, she wasn’t being suggestive just answering the question with the fact and nodding, her eyes following iris’ down to venetia’s tiny paws pressing to the bottom of the shower glass. “like she’d ever doing something that warranted her getting smacked.” corey couldn’t imagine that, but then she never whacked juneau for anything, she trained her, taught her, just stuck with consistency, and scaring venetia with the water wasn’t something she wanted to do. her hand moved to turn off the shower water and she opened the shower door slowly so she didn’t startle the kitten, letting her tiny eyes peer in and study the water running down the drain and making sure when corey moved to step out around her to rab a towel to hand iris and one to wrap around herself that she didn’t drip water on the kitten, keeping her little blue eyes gently curious and on venetia’s terms. 

she felt like a child right now. she was sounding like a child right now. strange how corey had it all together, and iris prided herself of being in control of her shit, and here she was, her shit having control over her. it was pathetic, but her heart was pounding loudly, her eyes raking over corey’s body, taking her in as her hands moved to clean her breasts, and down her stomach, all the while she made sure that the water was rinsing her body off, watching tiny beads of water fall over her skin, making her mouth dry just watching that feeling the way corey’s muscles tensed at her touch, feeling her own tensing at her touch, her hue looking into corey’s, as her hands come up to rub at her shoulders, sliding down to meet her shoulder blades, which had them very close together right now, but she was fine with that. she needed the movement to keep herself in check, and what better way than to focus on cleaning her friend? her body shivered feeling corey’s fingers over her nipples, making her bite at her lip as she runs her hands over her ribs, counting each one quietly, before she’s going to her hips. she didn’t want to risk cleaning down there, even though iris wouldn’t actually jump corey in this cramped space, she also didn’t want to start something they couldn’t finish here. she wanted to take her time with her and her hue looks into those golden eyes that she loves so much, the ones that told her everything even when corey wasn’t speaking. her lips were finding corey’s after each time they spoke, because she couldn’t get enough of her lips.

she knew it sounded like she didn’t want to do this, but fuck she wanted to do this. it showed great strength to not push corey into the wall and kiss the fuck out of her. she didn’t want their first time to be here, to be in a shower all cramped, water turning cold on the, both of them getting cold because of it. she didn’t want that. she wanted them comfortable, relaxed, knowing they had all the time in the world to take things slow. she wanted to enjoy this moment with her, to marvel in her beauty, to drink her in. she smiles at the light jest that was given, lips meeting corey’s, a soft hum leaving her lips.”the water is definitely hot. but i like it on you.” she whispers against her lips, smiling as her fingers run up and down her back to wash the small of her back.”mm that’s because i keep stealing your soap.” she says with a chuckle, before she was turning her head to look outside, seeing venetia’s little paws that had iris smiling warmly. the kitten was a cute one, corey picked her out and iris loved her for it. she picked a feisty one that just seemed to work with the family.”she might get angry at the water, and try to swipe at the droplets, daring to touch her.” she says, still smiling against corey’s lips. she was rinsing her hands, before she began to run her hands through corey’s hair, to damp it more, before moving for the shampoo putting a dab of it on her palm, she placed her hands together rubbing the shampoo into both, before she began to run them back through corey’s hair.

she knew it wasn’t the first time she’d seen iris like this, but it was the first time she really saw her, and it was taking a lot to focus on what they were doing here, trying to do. her insides were burning and mush and her thoughts were a goddamn mess but she didn’t know how she was capable of hiding that or just....staying in control of it. maybe she was too stubborn or determined in the moment to stumble and become a stammering mess over the fact that iris was naked with her and in her shower, touching her, spreading soap on her skin. she was trying to be one dimensional right now, for the sake of getting clean and just keeping to that one layer but her thoughts were a million miles ahead of her. she was thinking about every detail she saw, about the pulse from iris that she could hear in her veins, see beating under her skin. iris was multifaceted in details like that, corey’s trained eyes envious of water droplets beading on her skin. it made her feel thirsty and she had to swallow to wet her throat. speaking meant she’d be feeling iris’ lips on her own, it made her want to speak more because then iris felt the need to kiss her and corey wasn’t hating that. she was needing that. 

“you’re not stealing too much of it, she makes it all the time and she needs to make you some.” or....not because if iris could only get it here then maybe that meant corey would have iris here more. “or not.” she adds, trailing soap over iris’ ribs and letting the water wash away the creamy lather from her skin. it wasn’t bubbles per se, bubbles would mean chemicals that caused them but the soap more melted like butter against skin and she rinsed gently, not going lower than her friend’s hips before she set the soap back down and felt iris running her hands into her curls and guiding her head back to wet her hair more. corey’s hands on iris’ hips pulled her in closer to the water to get her hair wet too, which meant closer to her, her hands making sure to keep water out of her eyes before the bottle of shampoo was picked from the shower shelf and poured into her palm too. sakura was the scent that filled the space now and she started working the shampoo into iris’ hair, dragging her nails over scalp and watching her, memorizing her, because how could she not? she needed to learn her, she had a craving to know her more in ways she hadn’t known her before. “i don’t think she’d thank us for it the moment water touches her and she realizes she fucked up.” a soft chuckle left her lips, and then her tongue swiped over her lower, letting the stream of water rinse shampoo from iris’ curls.