Ok Now They're Just Talking and IDK what to tag it || Jadams
Az: Who would I have been? [Azura's words string together, a bit, contented and sliding gracefully into a lower,quieter octave as she speaks.] This is why I hate the key out there. [The athlete does nothing to indicate her opposition, however. Her shoulders relax, and her torso automatically shifting into Jessi's hands. She smiles, teeth grazing lightly over the pulse at Jessi's throat] I can't believe you even have to ask. Of course I didn't let him win. [Az shifts upward,onto her elbows before she rolls and switches their positions, shedding the flimsy t-shirt in question before she returns to her ministrations.] I lost fair and square. [her hands dance along Jessi's sides, now, luxuriating in the expanse of soft skin. She sits up, pulling away, more admiration than tease.] What about you? Have you ever played?
Jessi: I don't waste my time rolling around on the floor unless there's sex involved. [A subtly amused smile, hands sliding down Azura's sides to her hips, pulling her closer once she's pulled away, fingers hooking underneath her thighs] So a few times. [She catches Azura's eyes before her gaze wanders, lingering on every curve and dip of her girlfriend's smile--her neck--her chest, eventually blue making its trek back up from strong hands to brown] That key out there keeps people from obnoxiously knocking on my door everyday. Or from Naomi trying to break in, again. Better to have a key than buy a whole new lock. Again. [She leans back into the pillows, bringing Azura along with her, after a few moments, a summation:] So he kicked your ass.
















