#carheart

AN: @namelessdistantshores prompted me to write a kiss in a rush of adrenaline. Got a good excuse to write the Carheart girlies get it on!

Shadowheart @10:30: Your ride has arrived, sweetheart x

Punctual, as always, Tav thinks with a grin as she reads Shadowheart’s message. She grabs her house keys and dashes downstairs. She can’t wait to hop into the cabin of Shadowheart’s truck and let the weekend’s shenanigans begin. As she emerges from her building and steps onto the pavement, she is taken by surprise; what’s waiting for her is, in fact, not Shadowheart’s truck.

Shadowheart, clad in bike leathers, is straddling a beautiful, black motorcycle. Her helmet is tucked under her arm and she’s smiling at Tav so dazzlingly Tav needs to take a moment to recentre herself. She can’t believe what she’s looking at. The black leather jacket is fitted to Shadowheart’s form, emphasizing the curves of her waist and bosom. Meanwhile, the leather pants make her already glorious ass look so delectable against the seat of the bike that Tavs palms itch to caress it.

The black-haired woman must’ve noticed Tav’s obvious ogling. Her smile gains a sultry quality, one that’s already making Tav feel her heightened heartbeat between her legs.

“Not what you expected?” Shadowheart smirks, arching an eyebrow.

“Uh… no…” Tav stammers, suddenly finding it difficult to form words.

Shadowheart pats the passenger seat behind her. “Hop on, then,” she urges. A spare helmet is hanging off one of the handlebars. Shadowheart grabs it, holding it out towards Tav. “Safety first,” she says with a wink.

The entire spectacle before Tav’s eyes makes her pussy immediately drip with arousal. With shaky hands, she takes the helmet from Shadowheart and pulls it over her head. She then looks at herself. Her plain jeans and white T-shirt will not provide much protection against asphalt burns.

Shadowheart’s eyes speak of an understanding of what Tav’s thinking about. “Here,” she says and unzips her leather jacket. Underneath, she’s wearing a simple long-sleeved black top. “You can wear this. It’ll protect your arms.” Shadowheart sheds the jacket and passes it to Tav.

“Thank you,” Tav mumbles, putting the jacket on. The leather is supple and smells delightful. The entire garment has been warmed up by the early autumn sun and Shadowheart’s skin. There’s something about wearing Shadowheart’s jacket that evokes the feeling of a scene from a cheesy high school movie. Tav embraces the giddy jitters Shadowheart’s gesture has caused within her. This woman is truly wonderful in Tav’s eyes.

Tav finally clambers on the motorbike. She sits much closer to Shadowheart than she expected; Shadowheart is literally sitting between her legs, her behind pressed against Tav’s crotch. The feeling of her there, so close to Tav’s sex, amplifies the heat building in and around her pussy. Shadowheart grabs Tav’s hands and pulls her arms to wrap securely around Shadowheart’s waist. Tav relishes the warmth of Shadowheart’s back against her chest. Shadowheart puts her own helmet on, and the engine soon roars to life.

If Tav thought Shadowheart’s truck was intimidating, the motorbike is an entirely different beast. The rumble is lower in pitch, like a tiger ready to pounce on its unsuspecting prey, yet booming in volume. Tav’s pleased her helmet is muffling much of the sound.

Shadowheart pushes the bike with her feet to gain some momentum, and they are off. Tav’s never been on a motorcycle before. Tilting to the side every time the bike turns around a corner makes her stomach churn. But she trusts Shadowheart. With her, Tav’s perfectly safe. This knowledge lets Tav relax as Shadowheart weaves between cars through the town centre, headed towards her house just outside of town.

There’s a stretch of dual carriageway that connects the town proper to Shadowheart’s neighbourhood. As they join the four-lane road, Shadowheart increases her speed rapidly. Like a racer possessed, she zooms past cars with expert movements. Although Shadowheart’s riding is confident to say the least, Tav is terrified. They must be going way over 70 miles per hour. If they were to crash now, no bike leathers would save their skin.

Tav clings onto Shadowheart tighter by the minute. By the time they reach Shadowheart’s street, Tav’s heart is pounding like never before. As Shadowheart parks the bike in her driveway, Tav finds herself unable to let go of the taller woman. Shadowheart pulls her helmet off and turns her head to glance at Tav, grasping onto her for dear life.

“Tav, are you alright?” Shadowheart asks, her voice muffled by Tav’s helmet. “You’re safe, love. We’ve arrived.”

The sweet words of encouragement from her lover give Tav the strength to release the dark-haired woman from her clutches. Shadowheart offers Tav her hand to help her off the bike, which she gladly accepts. With her feet firmly on the ground, Tav takes off her helmet.

“What did you think about that?” Shadowheart asks with an impish grin.

“I was so scared I don’t think I can move my feet,” Tav laughs. “It was fun though. Exhilarating… What?”

Tav notices Shadowheart staring at her hungrily. Her eyes move up and down Tav for a moment. Then, in one swift motion, she scoops Tav up into her strong arms. Tav shrieks in surprise and begins to giggle as Shadowheart carries her to the front door.

“Can’t have you standing in the driveway all day, can we?” Shadowheart grins. She pops Tav back down on the steps leading to the door. A familiar bark sounds from inside as Shadowheart turns the key in the lock.

Before Scratch has a chance to pounce on Tav, Shadowheart commands him to go to his bed. Tav is then ushered into the hallway by Shadowheart, the air around the dark-haired woman shifting in a way that lets Tav know something is afoot. After placing the helmets down on the floor, Shadowheart grabs Tav roughly by the collar of her jacket, pressing her back against the wall. Tav, her blood infused with a load of adrenaline, is already willingly falling under Shadowheart’s spell. She lifts her arms up above her head, clasping her hands together. Only inches from Tav’s face, Shadowheart’s lips curve into that seductive smile that makes her pussy yearn to be touched.

”Look at you, baby,” Shadowheart murmurs, gripping both of Tav’s wrists and pressing her hands firmly against the wall. ”We’ve only just got in and you’re already being such a good girl for me.”

Her goddess’ voice, so paradoxically soft and demanding at the same time, lulls Tav into the comfortable feeling of letting go of all control. The adrenaline is still coursing through her veins, now also caused by Shadowheart. Tav’s breathing becomes laboured as Shadowheart presses her hips against Tav’s, trapping her against the wall.

”Fuck, my girl in my bike jacket…” Shadowheart whispers into Tav’s ear, her breath against Tav’s skin making Tav’s aching pussy throb with need. ”You look so delicious, baby.”

Shadowheart’s lips are brushing against Tav’s in an instant. Tav lets out a whimper as Shadowheart teases her lips softly, her mouth ghosting across Tav’s, before deepening the kiss rapidly. There’s an urgency in the way Shadowheart’s lips move with Tav’s, as if she’d been denied food and water for days, and Tav is hers to consume.

Shadowheart’s hands release Tav’s, and her fingers entangle in Tav’s hair, pulling her face even closer. Tav’s hands trail their way along Shadowheart’s body, starting from her face, travelling down her neck, and finally settling on her hips. Shadowheart moans into their kiss, as their tongues make contact and dance together. The sound of her goddess’ lust makes Tav’s head swim. She desperately needs more of Shadowheart. Her hips jerk forward against Shadowheart’s on their own accord, making Shadowheart break their kiss.

”Someone’s eager,” Shadowheart murmurs amusedly, teasing Tav’s lips with hers some more. Her hands move down to the sides of Tav’s neck, her thumbs idly dragging across Tav’s sensitive skin, making her breath hitch.

Tav nods eagerly. ”Yes, Shadowheart,” she groans as the taller woman moves her mouth to Tav’s throat, licking her way down, unzipping the leather jacket as she goes. The jacket, along with Tav’s T-shirt, is thrown carelessly on the floor.

Shadowheart’s lips move down Tav’s torso, kissing fervently down her abdomen. Tav moans as she nips on the flesh just above the waistband of her jeans. Tav looks down at her lover, whose hands are now gripping tightly onto Tav’s ass. Shadowheart meets her gaze, the want in her eyes echoing Tav’s own.

”Is my good girl ready for more?” Shadowheart asks against Tav’s stomach as she gets back up slowly, taking her time to caress as much of Tav’s exposed skin with her mouth as possible.

Shadowheart’s mouth on her skin renders her unable to form any coherent thoughts. Shadowheart is all that exists to her in the moment. And, gods, was Tav ready for anything the woman had in store for her. ”I’m yours,” Tav moans, giving Shadowheart permission to take her beyond her wildest imagination again.

”Fuck yeah, you are,” Shadowheart growls, finally face-to-face with Tav again. With a ravenous kiss that could consume the entire world with its heat, Shadowheart picks Tav up. Tav wraps her legs around the tall woman’s hips, her hands behind Shadowheart’s neck keeping her steady as she’s carried into the bedroom.

Thank you, @robinyourcreator, for tagging me!

I shall pass this torch on to @cylinderarts, @namelessdistantshores, annnnd @fogno (yes, you were already tagged, but you sent me this prompt!)

This snippet is from a smut prompt, but no smut exists in this snippet. That’ll come later 😏 The prompt was ”Just one look from her, and I’m wet”.

pls and ty <3

My friend, I’m so glad you asked for this one 🥹 I loved writing this! Hope you’ll enjoy it! Also, the Carheart girlies are back 😍🛻💨

Shadowheart as a sexy, dommy mechanic makes a comeback in part 2 of what was meant to be a one-shot. Start your engines, folks! If you dare 😏