Hey, if you've got time for one more prompt--skimmons and "I missed being with you like this."
you know? i forget how smutty smut is actually supposed to smut SORRY ITS MAD LATE @ohladybegood
Daisy bites Jemma’s shoulder harshly to stop from crying out as Jemma thrusts inside of her with the dildo. She can feel herself coming faster than she expects to. Her nails dig into Jemma’s back roughly.
Jemma lets out a long groan, pushing deeply until the pain melts into pleasure. She reaches back for Daisy’s arms, breaking her rhythm until she can pin them down on either side of Daisy’s head.
Daisy quietly whimpers at the shift. She bites down on her bottom lip, eyes screwed shut as she stops herself from coming loudly.
Jemma immediately stops, gripping Daisy’s wrists more firmly. “Daisy,” she whispers. She bends her head down to kiss Daisy’s cheek softly. “We’re home now. We’re safe.” She kisses Daisy’s nose gently and she watches Daisy open her eyes slowly.
Daisy swallows thickly and nods. “I know. I know.” She lets out like she’s reminding herself. “Please–” She wriggles underneath Jemma.
Jemma slowly rolls her hips, carefully thrusting into Daisy until she’s ready for more. She presses her lips against Daisy’s cheek, still holding her down gently. “Go ahead, love. Be as loud as you want.”
It starts off with soft controlled whimpers. Daisy still feels careful about being vocal, too scared if she gets too loud, they’ll get caught. Jemma presses against her fully to ground her, whispering in her ear that they’re safe in the comfort of their own home. Jemma hikes Daisy’s leg around her waist for deeper access and Daisy cries out.
“That’s it, good girl,” Jemma encourages with every thrust. Daisy moan louder and louder at every encouragement. Jemma folds both of her knees to her chest and thrusts deeper than before and Daisy loses complete control. She comes screaming Jemma name, clutching the sheets until her knuckles are white.
Jemma comes tumbling after pushing as deeply as she can until their both sated.
Jemma collapses beside Daisy’s spent body, catching her breath, looking over as Daisy does the same, eyes closed. Her hand cups Daisy’s cheek, prompting Daisy to look at her. “I’ve missed being with you like this.”
Daisy smiles and turns her head to kiss Jemma’s palm. “Me too,” she admits tiredly.
