#................welp

"This isn't really what you need, baby, is it?" Cassie teased from where she crouched at the foot of the bed, panting heavily into the crease of Victoria's trembling thigh to catch her breath. She'd been so, so gentle with her tongue for a long while now, expertly keeping Victoria not even on the edge, but a few precious moments from it, each time she pulled back.

Still, Victoria wound her hands deeper into her own hair, and didn't protest. Not verbally at least. But there were tears on her face, and her bottom lip looked like it would burst the next time she bit down on it as Cassie pulled away. God. If Cassie pulled away again, she thought, as the redhead's mouth decended on her for the fifth? sixth time?....she'd...

"What, pretty thing? Tired of being my toy?" Cassie *laughed* at her as she whined, thin and high.

"Cassie, Cassie please -

"Do something about it yourself, baby. I've been trying to tell you, you can do anything to me." The older woman stared up from between Victoria's legs, winked, and bared her teeth in a cheeky grin.

That masculine, cocky look on her girlfriend's face was too much on top of everything. Finally, gloriously, Victoria snapped.

She reached down to shove Cassie's head away from her and planted her feet so that she could stand.

Cassie moved to get up, too, maybe to get onto the bed. But Victoria barked out an impatient, "no. Just turn around and lean back."

Victoria gave her room to obey as Cassie scrambled to sit on the floor, legs straight and spread, against the bed. The resident leaned her head back until she was almost staring at the cieling, eyes wide and jaw slack. Victoria walked over her body until her legs were spread on either side of Cassie's shoulders, knees resting on the mattress edge.

She wound her fingers into the sheets and half- squatted down until all Cassie could see was the dripping, ready mess she'd made of her. And then probably nothing at all.