#lesbians!

You take one more deep breath and internally cross your fingers that you wouldn't be murdered before stepping into the room.

The room was mostly empty, except for a couch, a few boxes and, what you would assume, a makeshift coffee table.

"Cozy", you chuckle as you walk further in, Sevika following close after. She shuts the metal door and now you were alone, truly alone with her.

"So-", before you could continue she turns on the light, and the room is drowned in a red colour.

Your heartbeat spikes. You knew what was coming next and so did your clit, already twitching at the thought of what Sevika might do...

"Have you ever done this pretty lady?", she chuckles as she watches your nervous expression.

She takes heavy stides to the couch and let's herself down gently, legs spread and arms splayed across the back of the couch.

Open. Inviting. Giving you an out.

But you didn't want an out. You wanted to feel her skin on yours, want to feel How she heats up as she fucks you.

And that mech hand did....something... to you.

"Followed a stranger into an alley and then into a secluded place?", you chuckle, letting your bag slowly slip off your shoulder, resting it against the coffee table.

"You scared?", she smirks at you, her grey eyes glinting with mischief.

Your breathing stalls as you take her in fully. The piercing beneath her bottom lip, her short hair. The way her skin reflected the red light, making her the epitome of sex appeal.

No, you weren't scared, you were fucking soaking through your panties.

"Take a guess", you hum as you walked over to her. Your heart was still hammering inside your chest but you tried your best to ignore it.

"Tell me what you wanna do, mamas", she sits up, her hands cupping the back of your knees as you stood between her spread legs.

"Gonna treat you right."

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Her clit rubs against yours, squelching, her hands griping your hips and the couch as she rubs her pussy against yours, bush making sure for more friction.

She pinches your nipple as she bends down to suck the other one, grinning at you as you completely go stupid, babbling incoherent string of words.

"She's crying for me baby. No ones ever treated her as good as I am, hm? Cmmon, mamas, tell me. Promise I won't tell", she chuckles as she rubs her clit harder agaisnt yours, her own breathing becoming labored. There was a sheen of sweat across her skin, mirroring yours.

Her breathing gets more erratic as she gets closer to the edge.

"Sevika-", you repeat her name like a mantra as the elastic band in your abdomen stretches tighter and tighter, threatening to snap.

"Fuck, Sevika, feels-", your hand presses against her abdomen but she doesn't stop. Quite the opposite. She adjusts her legs, pressing agaisnt you in a different angle, pressing her clit harder against yours.

You let out a sob at the friction. Her clit accidentally rubs against the left side of your hood, an especially sensitive spot, finally making that band in your stomach snap and your cum gush out of your empty hole, dripping down your ass and against Sevikas cunt.

You cry out, eyes squeezing shut as your back bows off the couch, pushing your titts out. Sevika keeps grinding, pushing you to overstimulating, making your hips buck uncontrollably as you try to pry away from her pussy and firm grip. But she just grabs your waist and hip tighter, pulling you back with little to no resistance.

"Mhm, such a good fucking girl", she mumbles, her eyes locked in between your thighs, watching her clit grind against yours and your cum mix together. Her hair falls over her eyes as she looks down on you, a bead of sweat running down her jugular and between the valley of her titts.

"Just a bit more, can you do that for me, mamas?", she says between gritted teeth, getting so close.

You usually hated being called mamas, but with Sevikas voice uttering the word to you, it only gets you wetter.

The sofa cushion beneath the both of you definitely had a wet patch from your combined essence.

"Se- Sevika", you whine her name as she keeps moving her hips, grinding more aggressively the closer she gets. Squelching and heavy breathing fill the room, making your cunt clench and twitch around nothing.

Tears brim in the corner of your eyes, the sensation between your legs bordering on too much.

"Fuck, Sevika-", you cry out as you suddenly cum again, your nails digging into her shoulders, leaving red crecent marks in your wake.

"Yeah, doing so good, baby. I'm almost-", she cuts herself off with a groan, burying her face in your neck as she cums. Her body twitches, her grinding slowing down as she makes both of you ride out your orgasms.

Her breath puffs against your ear, making your pussy clench against nothing again.

You pull her flush against you, relishing in the pressure of her weight on you. Your combined breathing fills the room, as well as the smell of sweat and sex. It was weirdly comforting, even in the red light. But it didn't take long for Sevika to pull away. "You doing alright?", she asks, and as soon as you nod, she's back up on her feet and getting dressed, leaving you naked on the couch.

"Oh, uh-", but she doesn't let you finish.

"Just let yourself out when you're dressed. I still have some work to do", and with those last words, she puts on her cape and opens the garage door before disappearing into the night.

Finally putting the scissors aside, you nudge her knee. “What’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?”

She glances up at you, her expression tender but distant. “I was just thinking about how lucky I am,” she answers softly.

Smiling at her, although her tone gave you slight pause, you tilt your head to the side questioningly. “Lucky how?”

“For you.” She murmured, her eyes flickering over your face.

“For this. For us.” She picked up a small ornament on the tub beside her, one that had your names written in sloppy glittered letters. It was pink, you’d picked it out last Christmas—a small memento to your first holiday spent together.

“I’d never thought i’d have peace like this in my life. I’d always been so focused on football—too focused. You know? Like I was afraid I’d get too in deep if I let someone in.”

Your breath hitched in your throat, but you nodded anyways. “And now?” You ask gently.

“Now I can’t imagine my life without you.” She admitted, her voice raw as she gave you a half-lipped smile. “I’m always afraid of losing this—you.”

Moving closer, your heart aching at her words, you take the ornament from her hands and set it aside. “Cariño, you’re not going to lose me,” You say as firmly as possible, cupping her face lightly. “I’m going to be around for every moment, every Christmas, and everything in between. I am not going anywhere.”

The blondes lips quirked into an actual smile then, her eyes glassy as she looked at you. “You have a way with words.”

“I do.” You grin, brushing a thumb over her cheek, “I’m here because I love you, every moment with you.. I cherish, even the quiet nights like tonight.”

Alexia leaned forward, resting her forehead against yours. “Seriously, how do you always know what to say?”

“Because I’m just as lucky as you are?” You quip, Pulling away to smirk at her.

With a small chuckle, Alexia wrapped her fingers around your wrists, tugging you closer to place her lips on yours.

The warmth of her lips spread across you, spreading through your chest like the lights from the tree. Pulling away ever so slightly, you whisper against her lips, “Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas, mi amor.” She murmured right back, now only feeling warm and full of love for you.

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