Housed by your warmth

April pouts slightly at the words, thinking back to what happened inside the bar. Brooding seems a bit much, but she can't deny it either. She'd come down from Silco's office after a brief business chat to find some woman leaning against the counter next to her girlfriend, clearly making eyes at her.

She knows she shouldn't compare herself to her, but she can't help it. Not when the other woman was so much more attractive than her.

Sevika huffs softly, using her grip to raise her chin another centimeter. "Come back to me, princess. You're drifting." And almost scowling, but she leaves that out. "Tell me. What's going on in that pretty head of yours?"

"I…" April bites her lip, feeling silly about it with how intensely Sevika's looking at her. The older woman never entertains someone else now that they're together, and the same is true of the woman at the bar. Sure, she'd been listening and nodding along, but that's not the same as showing interest.

And it certainly isn't anything like the softness in her eyes anytime she looks at April.

So, voicing it feels ridiculous. Usually, it's Sevika being the jealous one (even if that jealousy is tempered by knowing that she's the only one April's ever wanted to be with).

Sevika sighs softly, though it comes out more fond than annoyed. "Next time you're jealous, sweetheart, just come over and make it obvious who I belong to, okay?" She murmurs, brushing her thumb against April's bottom lip and chuckling when it makes her eyes go wide.

"Huh?" It takes everything in her not to flick her tongue against that thumb, or worse, draw it into her mouth. She's so used to doing that when they're alone.

"You heard me. Drape yourself over me, kiss my neck, anything you want. Make it obvious." Sevika drags her lip down teasingly, knowing what thoughts are playing in her head. She leans down so that her breath brushes against April's ear. "Say it. I'm yours."

"You're mine…" April says, barely a whisper, almost entranced by how Sevika's behaving.

"Attagirl. Louder." Sevika's lips press just under her ear with the command, and she grins when she feels a shiver run down her girl's back.

"You're mine." The words leave her mouth with a little more confidence, and a hint of genuine possessiveness that has Sevika's eyes darkening.

"Damn right I am." Her teeth briefly skim the skin of April's neck. "All yours. Now, what are you going to do about it?"

One of April's hands finds the back of her neck, gripping and tugging her up for a kiss, which Sevika chuckles approvingly into. She wraps her prosthetic arm tightly around April and lets her lead the kiss, humming when her teeth inevitably sink into Sevika's bottom lip.

"That's my girl…" She breathes out against April's lips.

April takes advantage of her mouth being open and presses her tongue inside, her hands wandering anywhere they can, not caring that someone could come down the alley and spot them at any moment.

No. If anything the idea of it makes a fire burn hotter in her blood.

"Mine…" She murmurs, breaking the kiss to drag her lips along Sevika's jaw and down her neck. She's practically on her tip toes, and Sevika still has to lean down to let her, but let her she does.

A soft groan leaves her throat as April presses kisses along the blue scars trailing down her neck, each kiss carrying a residual electricity. "Yours," Sevika agrees, her flesh hand dropping to April's thigh and squeezing it firmly.

Her fingers trail up her thigh under her dress, testing her willingness to keep going here. Her only response is April nipping at one of her collarbones, which simply makes her chuckle. "Yeah. Leave marks if you want, baby girl."

If she ever complains about being covered in marks from her favorite girl, something's seriously wrong.

Besides, it's not as if April isn't covered with her own. She'd be a hypocrite to complain.

A ragged sound leaves April's throat, somewhere between a whine and a growl, and she finds a spot on the other side of Sevika's throat to bite down on. She worries the skin enough until it starts to bruise under her teeth, and only then does she let go to press a grateful little kiss against the forming mark.

"Just like that…" Sevika encourages, rubbing her fingers over the wet spot on April's panties and chuckling when her hips arch against her touch. "Already so wet for me. You love it, don't you? Knowing I'm yours…"  

"I do," April murmurs against her throat, pressing a kiss against her pulse point. She leaves a few smaller marks wherever she can reach, though her hands have stopped wandering. Instead, one's gripping Sevika's bicep and the other her left shoulder just shy of her prosthetic. They're anchoring her, keeping her standing when each brush of her lover's fingers against her makes her legs feel weak.

"That's what I thought." Sevika delves beneath the fabric and sinks two fingers into April all at once, drawing a breathless moan from her throat. "Though… I think you like the idea that someone could see us. Could see what a pretty slut you are for my fingers…"

Sure enough, April's walls flutter around her at those words, and Sevika's grin sharpens. Gods, this woman is perfect. Despite how her body practically screams the answer, April lets out a little 'mm-hmm,' her hips rocking into every thrust of Sevika's fingers.

"Of course, you do…" Sevika murmurs, crooking her fingers and pressing against that spongy spot inside her.

April crumples with a sharp cry, her legs giving out at the pleasure. It's only Sevika's arm around her that's holding her up, a fact that seems to make the older woman very pleased.

So, it doesn't seem to make any sense why Sevika withdraws her fingers from her. "No, no, don't--" She protests, the desperation in her voice making her girlfriend chuckle again.  

"Shh… Just here. Bend over this," Sevika murmurs, guiding her where she wants her. Her hand moves down to undo her belt, and a shiver runs down April's spine with the realization of where this is heading.

Of course, she'd be strapped up on a night like tonight. Sure, they usually end up in the bathrooms, but she's not about to complain, not when Sevika tugs the skirt of her dress up and presses the head of the dildo against her through her underwear.

"Please, Sevi, don't tease…" She whines. "You're mine, right? Then fuck me."

Sevika smirks and tugs the fabric to the side, rubbing the tip against her to gather some of her slickness on it. "With pleasure," She mutters, pressing all the way inside her in one thrust.

April gasps at the immediate fullness. "Yes, just like that…" And of course, Sevika picked one of her favorites for this.

Warmth blankets her back as Sevika leans over her, giving her a moment to adjust that she doesn't really need. Not with this toy. But one that she appreciates, especially as her girlfriend starts pressing kisses along the back of her neck.

"I'm yours," Sevika reminds her as she starts moving, not nearly as slowly or cautiously as she would with one of their bigger toys. No, she knows April can take it, and the environment is getting to her, too.

"That woman? I barely remember what she looked like." Sevika's breath is warm against her ear, but the words touch somewhere deeper. "I was thinking about you, you know? Waiting for you to come downstairs… I was going to buy you a drink, but I think this is better, hm?"

April's cheeks grow warm at that. They were meant to stay quite a bit longer before she got all jealous, but if Sevika isn't upset… then she won't feel bad about changing their plans.

"You're beautiful. Perfect, even. I don't know what you were thinking when you were looking at her, but just know: no one compares to you." Sevika speeds up her movements then, feeling April trembling underneath her.

She's unsure if the whimpers are from her words or the pleasure, but either's good. "You're mine, too, remember that. I don't want anyone else." She punctuates those words with a sharper thrust, her hand splaying over April's stomach.

"Now, here's the plan. You're going to cum all pretty on my cock, then I'm going to take you home, fuck you again, and treat you like the princess you are after. Sound good?" She chuckles when her only answer is a louder moan. She knows quite well how hard it is to talk being fucked this well, after all.

Her hand drifts down so her index finger can rub April's clit just the way she likes. "Good. Then cum for me, princess."

April buries her head in her hands to muffle the sharp cry that leaves her throat, smothering the desperate little whimpers and gasps that follow so there's less chance for someone to catch them. Shame. Sevika will just have to make her be even noisier when they get home so she can hear them properly.

Her hips slow to a stop, and she stays draped over April for a few minutes, pressing kisses to her neck and the back of her head as she slowly comes down from her orgasm. "There's my pretty girl…" Sevika murmurs as April's head lifts back up.

She pulls out of her and takes a second to tuck the strap back into her pants, finding the little whine of loss to be utterly adorable, even as it makes her want to fuck her all over again. Still, once she's presentable again, she does the same for April, tugging her underwear back into place and smoothing down her skirt.

She carefully picks her up, settling her bridal style in her arms. "Feeling okay?" She asks, leaning down to catch April's eyes.

"Mm-hmm…" April nods, still trembling slightly even as she snuggles close to Sevika.

April pouts slightly at the words, thinking back to what happened inside the bar. Brooding seems a bit much, but she can't deny it either. She'd come down from Silco's office after a brief business chat to find some woman leaning against the counter next to her girlfriend, clearly making eyes at her.

She knows she shouldn't compare herself to her, but she can't help it. Not when the other woman was so much more attractive than her.

Sevika huffs softly, using her grip to raise her chin another centimeter. "Come back to me, princess. You're drifting." And almost scowling, but she leaves that out. "Tell me. What's going on in that pretty head of yours?"

"I…" April bites her lip, feeling silly about it with how intensely Sevika's looking at her. The older woman never entertains someone else now that they're together, and the same is true of the woman at the bar. Sure, she'd been listening and nodding along, but that's not the same as showing interest.

And it certainly isn't anything like the softness in her eyes anytime she looks at April.

So, voicing it feels ridiculous. Usually, it's Sevika being the jealous one (even if that jealousy is tempered by knowing that she's the only one April's ever wanted to be with).

Sevika sighs softly, though it comes out more fond than annoyed. "Next time you're jealous, sweetheart, just come over and make it obvious who I belong to, okay?" She murmurs, brushing her thumb against April's bottom lip and chuckling when it makes her eyes go wide.

"Huh?" It takes everything in her not to flick her tongue against that thumb, or worse, draw it into her mouth. She's so used to doing that when they're alone.

"You heard me. Drape yourself over me, kiss my neck, anything you want. Make it obvious." Sevika drags her lip down teasingly, knowing what thoughts are playing in her head. She leans down so that her breath brushes against April's ear. "Say it. I'm yours."

"You're mine…" April says, barely a whisper, almost entranced by how Sevika's behaving.

"Attagirl. Louder." Sevika's lips press just under her ear with the command, and she grins when she feels a shiver run down her girl's back.

"You're mine." The words leave her mouth with a little more confidence, and a hint of genuine possessiveness that has Sevika's eyes darkening.

"Damn right I am." Her teeth briefly skim the skin of April's neck. "All yours. Now, what are you going to do about it?"

One of April's hands finds the back of her neck, gripping and tugging her up for a kiss, which Sevika chuckles approvingly into. She wraps her prosthetic arm tightly around April and lets her lead the kiss, humming when her teeth inevitably sink into Sevika's bottom lip.

"That's my girl…" She breathes out against April's lips.

April takes advantage of her mouth being open and presses her tongue inside, her hands wandering anywhere they can, not caring that someone could come down the alley and spot them at any moment.

No. If anything the idea of it makes a fire burn hotter in her blood.

"Mine…" She murmurs, breaking the kiss to drag her lips along Sevika's jaw and down her neck. She's practically on her tip toes, and Sevika still has to lean down to let her, but let her she does.

A soft groan leaves her throat as April presses kisses along the blue scars trailing down her neck, each kiss carrying a residual electricity. "Yours," Sevika agrees, her flesh hand dropping to April's thigh and squeezing it firmly.

Her fingers trail up her thigh under her dress, testing her willingness to keep going here. Her only response is April nipping at one of her collarbones, which simply makes her chuckle. "Yeah. Leave marks if you want, baby girl."

If she ever complains about being covered in marks from her favorite girl, something's seriously wrong.

Besides, it's not as if April isn't covered with her own. She'd be a hypocrite to complain.

A ragged sound leaves April's throat, somewhere between a whine and a growl, and she finds a spot on the other side of Sevika's throat to bite down on. She worries the skin enough until it starts to bruise under her teeth, and only then does she let go to press a grateful little kiss against the forming mark.

"Just like that…" Sevika encourages, rubbing her fingers over the wet spot on April's panties and chuckling when her hips arch against her touch. "Already so wet for me. You love it, don't you? Knowing I'm yours…"  

"I do," April murmurs against her throat, pressing a kiss against her pulse point. She leaves a few smaller marks wherever she can reach, though her hands have stopped wandering. Instead, one's gripping Sevika's bicep and the other her left shoulder just shy of her prosthetic. They're anchoring her, keeping her standing when each brush of her lover's fingers against her makes her legs feel weak.

"That's what I thought." Sevika delves beneath the fabric and sinks two fingers into April all at once, drawing a breathless moan from her throat. "Though… I think you like the idea that someone could see us. Could see what a pretty slut you are for my fingers…"

Sure enough, April's walls flutter around her at those words, and Sevika's grin sharpens. Gods, this woman is perfect. Despite how her body practically screams the answer, April lets out a little 'mm-hmm,' her hips rocking into every thrust of Sevika's fingers.

"Of course, you do…" Sevika murmurs, crooking her fingers and pressing against that spongy spot inside her.

April crumples with a sharp cry, her legs giving out at the pleasure. It's only Sevika's arm around her that's holding her up, a fact that seems to make the older woman very pleased.

So, it doesn't seem to make any sense why Sevika withdraws her fingers from her. "No, no, don't--" She protests, the desperation in her voice making her girlfriend chuckle again.  

"Shh… Just here. Bend over this," Sevika murmurs, guiding her where she wants her. Her hand moves down to undo her belt, and a shiver runs down April's spine with the realization of where this is heading.

Of course, she'd be strapped up on a night like tonight. Sure, they usually end up in the bathrooms, but she's not about to complain, not when Sevika tugs the skirt of her dress up and presses the head of the dildo against her through her underwear.

"Please, Sevi, don't tease…" She whines. "You're mine, right? Then fuck me."

Sevika smirks and tugs the fabric to the side, rubbing the tip against her to gather some of her slickness on it. "With pleasure," She mutters, pressing all the way inside her in one thrust.

April gasps at the immediate fullness. "Yes, just like that…" And of course, Sevika picked one of her favorites for this.

Warmth blankets her back as Sevika leans over her, giving her a moment to adjust that she doesn't really need. Not with this toy. But one that she appreciates, especially as her girlfriend starts pressing kisses along the back of her neck.

"I'm yours," Sevika reminds her as she starts moving, not nearly as slowly or cautiously as she would with one of their bigger toys. No, she knows April can take it, and the environment is getting to her, too.

"That woman? I barely remember what she looked like." Sevika's breath is warm against her ear, but the words touch somewhere deeper. "I was thinking about you, you know? Waiting for you to come downstairs… I was going to buy you a drink, but I think this is better, hm?"

April's cheeks grow warm at that. They were meant to stay quite a bit longer before she got all jealous, but if Sevika isn't upset… then she won't feel bad about changing their plans.

"You're beautiful. Perfect, even. I don't know what you were thinking when you were looking at her, but just know: no one compares to you." Sevika speeds up her movements then, feeling April trembling underneath her.

She's unsure if the whimpers are from her words or the pleasure, but either's good. "You're mine, too, remember that. I don't want anyone else." She punctuates those words with a sharper thrust, her hand splaying over April's stomach.

"Now, here's the plan. You're going to cum all pretty on my cock, then I'm going to take you home, fuck you again, and treat you like the princess you are after. Sound good?" She chuckles when her only answer is a louder moan. She knows quite well how hard it is to talk being fucked this well, after all.

Her hand drifts down so her index finger can rub April's clit just the way she likes. "Good. Then cum for me, princess."

April buries her head in her hands to muffle the sharp cry that leaves her throat, smothering the desperate little whimpers and gasps that follow so there's less chance for someone to catch them. Shame. Sevika will just have to make her be even noisier when they get home so she can hear them properly.

Her hips slow to a stop, and she stays draped over April for a few minutes, pressing kisses to her neck and the back of her head as she slowly comes down from her orgasm. "There's my pretty girl…" Sevika murmurs as April's head lifts back up.

She pulls out of her and takes a second to tuck the strap back into her pants, finding the little whine of loss to be utterly adorable, even as it makes her want to fuck her all over again. Still, once she's presentable again, she does the same for April, tugging her underwear back into place and smoothing down her skirt.

She carefully picks her up, settling her bridal style in her arms. "Feeling okay?" She asks, leaning down to catch April's eyes.

"Mm-hmm…" April nods, still trembling slightly even as she snuggles close to Sevika.

April pouts slightly at the words, thinking back to what happened inside the bar. Brooding seems a bit much, but she can't deny it either. She'd come down from Silco's office after a brief business chat to find some woman leaning against the counter next to her girlfriend, clearly making eyes at her.

She knows she shouldn't compare herself to her, but she can't help it. Not when the other woman was so much more attractive than her.

Sevika huffs softly, using her grip to raise her chin another centimeter. "Come back to me, princess. You're drifting." And almost scowling, but she leaves that out. "Tell me. What's going on in that pretty head of yours?"

"I…" April bites her lip, feeling silly about it with how intensely Sevika's looking at her. The older woman never entertains someone else now that they're together, and the same is true of the woman at the bar. Sure, she'd been listening and nodding along, but that's not the same as showing interest.

And it certainly isn't anything like the softness in her eyes anytime she looks at April.

So, voicing it feels ridiculous. Usually, it's Sevika being the jealous one (even if that jealousy is tempered by knowing that she's the only one April's ever wanted to be with).

Sevika sighs softly, though it comes out more fond than annoyed. "Next time you're jealous, sweetheart, just come over and make it obvious who I belong to, okay?" She murmurs, brushing her thumb against April's bottom lip and chuckling when it makes her eyes go wide.

"Huh?" It takes everything in her not to flick her tongue against that thumb, or worse, draw it into her mouth. She's so used to doing that when they're alone.

"You heard me. Drape yourself over me, kiss my neck, anything you want. Make it obvious." Sevika drags her lip down teasingly, knowing what thoughts are playing in her head. She leans down so that her breath brushes against April's ear. "Say it. I'm yours."

"You're mine…" April says, barely a whisper, almost entranced by how Sevika's behaving.

"Attagirl. Louder." Sevika's lips press just under her ear with the command, and she grins when she feels a shiver run down her girl's back.

"You're mine." The words leave her mouth with a little more confidence, and a hint of genuine possessiveness that has Sevika's eyes darkening.

"Damn right I am." Her teeth briefly skim the skin of April's neck. "All yours. Now, what are you going to do about it?"

One of April's hands finds the back of her neck, gripping and tugging her up for a kiss, which Sevika chuckles approvingly into. She wraps her prosthetic arm tightly around April and lets her lead the kiss, humming when her teeth inevitably sink into Sevika's bottom lip.

"That's my girl…" She breathes out against April's lips.

April takes advantage of her mouth being open and presses her tongue inside, her hands wandering anywhere they can, not caring that someone could come down the alley and spot them at any moment.

No. If anything the idea of it makes a fire burn hotter in her blood.

"Mine…" She murmurs, breaking the kiss to drag her lips along Sevika's jaw and down her neck. She's practically on her tip toes, and Sevika still has to lean down to let her, but let her she does.

A soft groan leaves her throat as April presses kisses along the blue scars trailing down her neck, each kiss carrying a residual electricity. "Yours," Sevika agrees, her flesh hand dropping to April's thigh and squeezing it firmly.

Her fingers trail up her thigh under her dress, testing her willingness to keep going here. Her only response is April nipping at one of her collarbones, which simply makes her chuckle. "Yeah. Leave marks if you want, baby girl."

If she ever complains about being covered in marks from her favorite girl, something's seriously wrong.

Besides, it's not as if April isn't covered with her own. She'd be a hypocrite to complain.

A ragged sound leaves April's throat, somewhere between a whine and a growl, and she finds a spot on the other side of Sevika's throat to bite down on. She worries the skin enough until it starts to bruise under her teeth, and only then does she let go to press a grateful little kiss against the forming mark.

"Just like that…" Sevika encourages, rubbing her fingers over the wet spot on April's panties and chuckling when her hips arch against her touch. "Already so wet for me. You love it, don't you? Knowing I'm yours…"  

"I do," April murmurs against her throat, pressing a kiss against her pulse point. She leaves a few smaller marks wherever she can reach, though her hands have stopped wandering. Instead, one's gripping Sevika's bicep and the other her left shoulder just shy of her prosthetic. They're anchoring her, keeping her standing when each brush of her lover's fingers against her makes her legs feel weak.

"That's what I thought." Sevika delves beneath the fabric and sinks two fingers into April all at once, drawing a breathless moan from her throat. "Though… I think you like the idea that someone could see us. Could see what a pretty slut you are for my fingers…"

Sure enough, April's walls flutter around her at those words, and Sevika's grin sharpens. Gods, this woman is perfect. Despite how her body practically screams the answer, April lets out a little 'mm-hmm,' her hips rocking into every thrust of Sevika's fingers.

"Of course, you do…" Sevika murmurs, crooking her fingers and pressing against that spongy spot inside her.

April crumples with a sharp cry, her legs giving out at the pleasure. It's only Sevika's arm around her that's holding her up, a fact that seems to make the older woman very pleased.

So, it doesn't seem to make any sense why Sevika withdraws her fingers from her. "No, no, don't--" She protests, the desperation in her voice making her girlfriend chuckle again.  

"Shh… Just here. Bend over this," Sevika murmurs, guiding her where she wants her. Her hand moves down to undo her belt, and a shiver runs down April's spine with the realization of where this is heading.

Of course, she'd be strapped up on a night like tonight. Sure, they usually end up in the bathrooms, but she's not about to complain, not when Sevika tugs the skirt of her dress up and presses the head of the dildo against her through her underwear.

"Please, Sevi, don't tease…" She whines. "You're mine, right? Then fuck me."

Sevika smirks and tugs the fabric to the side, rubbing the tip against her to gather some of her slickness on it. "With pleasure," She mutters, pressing all the way inside her in one thrust.

April gasps at the immediate fullness. "Yes, just like that…" And of course, Sevika picked one of her favorites for this.

Warmth blankets her back as Sevika leans over her, giving her a moment to adjust that she doesn't really need. Not with this toy. But one that she appreciates, especially as her girlfriend starts pressing kisses along the back of her neck.

"I'm yours," Sevika reminds her as she starts moving, not nearly as slowly or cautiously as she would with one of their bigger toys. No, she knows April can take it, and the environment is getting to her, too.

"That woman? I barely remember what she looked like." Sevika's breath is warm against her ear, but the words touch somewhere deeper. "I was thinking about you, you know? Waiting for you to come downstairs… I was going to buy you a drink, but I think this is better, hm?"

April's cheeks grow warm at that. They were meant to stay quite a bit longer before she got all jealous, but if Sevika isn't upset… then she won't feel bad about changing their plans.

"You're beautiful. Perfect, even. I don't know what you were thinking when you were looking at her, but just know: no one compares to you." Sevika speeds up her movements then, feeling April trembling underneath her.

She's unsure if the whimpers are from her words or the pleasure, but either's good. "You're mine, too, remember that. I don't want anyone else." She punctuates those words with a sharper thrust, her hand splaying over April's stomach.

"Now, here's the plan. You're going to cum all pretty on my cock, then I'm going to take you home, fuck you again, and treat you like the princess you are after. Sound good?" She chuckles when her only answer is a louder moan. She knows quite well how hard it is to talk being fucked this well, after all.

Her hand drifts down so her index finger can rub April's clit just the way she likes. "Good. Then cum for me, princess."

April buries her head in her hands to muffle the sharp cry that leaves her throat, smothering the desperate little whimpers and gasps that follow so there's less chance for someone to catch them. Shame. Sevika will just have to make her be even noisier when they get home so she can hear them properly.

Her hips slow to a stop, and she stays draped over April for a few minutes, pressing kisses to her neck and the back of her head as she slowly comes down from her orgasm. "There's my pretty girl…" Sevika murmurs as April's head lifts back up.

She pulls out of her and takes a second to tuck the strap back into her pants, finding the little whine of loss to be utterly adorable, even as it makes her want to fuck her all over again. Still, once she's presentable again, she does the same for April, tugging her underwear back into place and smoothing down her skirt.

She carefully picks her up, settling her bridal style in her arms. "Feeling okay?" She asks, leaning down to catch April's eyes.

"Mm-hmm…" April nods, still trembling slightly even as she snuggles close to Sevika.

"Mm. You worry too much, dove," Ambessa murmurs, watching her with soft eyes that are reserved only for her. "But if you need to know so badly, why don't you look yourself?"

Despite the suggestive tone dripping from the words, April does a brief scan of the woman's torso. She can rule out any injuries on her legs simply because she wasn't limping or struggling when she walked in.

"Ah-ah, I meant a more physical examination, sweet girl," Ambessa interrupts, her voice soft with amusement.

April huffs softly, setting the first aid kit to the side where she can still reach it if she needs it. She knows exactly what her beloved is getting at, and while she's just as eager for it after so long apart, she won't hesitate to pause things if she finds something else to tend to.

"I know what you meant," She murmurs as she straddles Ambessa's hips. She also knows that if there were any other injuries on her than minor cuts and bruises, she wouldn't hide it from her. The fact that she's teasing her is a good sign.

Her eyes scan along Ambessa's uncovered skin as if peering at her long enough would make something appear. The older woman tuts softly, even as her eyes are impossibly soft.

"Relax, love, I'm alright." Ambessa cups her cheek, brushing her thumb soothingly along April's cheek while her fingers curl protectively around the back of her head.

"I know, I know…" April murmurs. She can't help it. It's in her nature to worry about those she loves, and Ambessa's certainly used to it by now. It doesn't mean that she doubts her skills - just that she doesn't want anything bad happening to her.

"You worry too much," Ambessa repeats, softer this time. Her other hand settles against her lower back, pressing them closer together.

She leans down to capture April's lips with hers, pleased when she feels her slowly melt in her arms. "There we go…" She murmurs against her lips. April lets out the prettiest sound as her teeth sink into her bottom lip, and Ambessa's tongue sweeps into her mouth.

While they kiss, her hand drifts down and under the robe April's wearing, palming her ass eagerly. It only elicits more sweet noises from her darling, which she eagerly swallows with her lips.

"Better?" Ambessa asks as she breaks the kiss, chuckling softly at the dazed look in those pretty hazel eyes.

"Mm-hmm…" April hums. "I missed you, 'bessa," She murmurs, pressing closer. When the robe blocks her from feeling the warmth of her lover's skin against her own, she pouts slightly and reaches down to untie it.

"Impatient, are we?" Ambessa coos softly, though her heart's fluttering at how sweet that declaration was. "I missed you too, my sweet girl."

Her words cause April to fumble with the tie to her robe, but she manages to get it undone on her next attempt. The red fabric parts to reveal the soft, pale skin Ambessa had spent the last few weeks dreaming of.

"There's my pretty girl…" She murmurs, helping April shed the robe. Her hands settle briefly on her hips before skimming slowly up her sides, careful not to tickle her. "Gods, I missed this…" She admits.

"Mm…" April moans, her head tilting back slightly as those large hands cup her breasts. "Me too…" Sure, she has Azizi if she gets desperate enough to need someone else's touch, but nothing else compares to feeling Ambessa's body against hers.

"I can tell…" Ambessa murmurs, the amusement coming back as she feels the subtle way April's squirming against her lap. Thankfully, there are no more layers blocking them. April had practically ordered her to strip while she was retrieving the first aid kit earlier, and it's never bothered Ambessa to do what her little love wants.

She gently pinches and rolls April's nipples just to feel her hips buck more strongly against her. And then again to draw another sweet little whimper from her throat.

"Tell me, little one. Use your words, and tell me what you want," She says, leaning in to nibble just under April's ear. Feeling her trembling in her arms just confirms that she's not about to withhold anything from her tonight. Not when they both have missed this so badly.

And not when April's so good for her, just like she always is.

"Your fingers, please, 'bessa…" The words come out rushed, eager, and needy in a way that has Ambessa's chest clenching as well as heat pooling between her thighs.

Normally, she'd tease, even if only a little, either saying that her fingers are already on her or asking her to elaborate. But she knows what she's asking for. So, one arm wraps firmly around April's body to support her while the other delves between her legs.

A sigh falls from her lips unbidden at the wetness she finds there. Her fingers stroke through April's folds, drawing a soft moan from her lips. "Such a good girl for me," Ambessa murmurs, drawing her fingers up until they find her clit.

The first press against that sensitive bud has April's hips bucking forward, which makes Ambessa chuckle into her ear. "So sensitive…" She coos, rubbing her clit just how she likes it.

"'bessa…" April whines, her hands settling on Ambessa's biceps, careful to avoid the bandage, and squeezing softly.

"I know, love," Ambessa murmurs, pressing another kiss just under her ear, this one paired with a soft bite as her thumb replaces her index on April's clit. Then two fingers nudge carefully at April's entrance. Knowing her darling, she's still touched herself while they were apart, so two fingers shouldn't be too much for her right off the bat.

Still, she takes it slowly as she presses those two fingers inside her. A shiver runs down her spine at how warm and wet April is around her. "There we go," She coos in response to the louder, relieved moan April makes for her.

Her attempts to keep things slow don't last long. Each thrust of her fingers is met with a roll of April's hips, and soon she stops moving them to let April take her own pleasure. She trusts her to know what she can handle, after all.

"That's it, ride my fingers," Ambessa urges, kissing and nibbling along April's neck and shoulders. She leaves a few marks on her skin while she's at it, aiming to replace those that healed while they were apart from each other. "Such a good girl. You sound so pretty for me."

Gods, those sweet moans and whimpers practically haunted her every night they couldn't be together. Hearing them now, knowing that she's the one drawing them from her beloved's lips, is everything she wanted and more.

The sharp sting of teeth pulls her away from April's neck, and she smirks when she finds that April's leaving her own marks on her. On her chest in particular. She doesn't get a chance to comment on it before April's lips wrap around her nipple, her tongue flicking against her skin.

Ambessa groans softly, her chest arching up into April's mouth. "Gods…" She breathes out. "Such a good, pretty little thing I have…" April's pussy flutters around her fingers at her words, and she curls her fingers, smirking when that makes her tremble harder against her.

"Cum for me, sweet girl," She urges, able to tell just how close she is from how April's grip on her arms has tightened and how desperately her hips are rutting down against her fingers.

April's mouth pulls from her breast to bury against her a little lower, her teeth sinking in once again into Ambessa's skin as her orgasm crashes over her. A muffled moan accompanies the repetitive clenching of her slick walls around Ambessa's fingers, which have started moving again to work her through it.

Instead of the smooth rolls of her hips from before, her hips stutter with each wave of pleasure before stopping completely. "Good girl," Ambessa murmurs, pressing a kiss to her temple as her body stills and grows lax against her. She withdraws her fingers and brings them to her own lips to lick them clean.

Ordinarily, there'd be a solid chance that she'd press them into April's mouth instead, but it's been weeks since she's tasted her. She's not going to waste this opportunity, even if she's sure she'll be getting her mouth on her sometime soon, if not tonight.

Her hand rubs slow circles against April's lower back as the woman fights to catch her breath. When her head lifts from Ambessa's stomach, the look on her face nearly takes her breath away.

It can only be described as pure adoration. Her eyes are practically sparkling at her.

She's seen that look many, many times, but she doesn't think she'll ever quite get used to it.

"I love you," April says sweetly, and though Ambessa's expecting it, her heart still flutters.

"I love you, too, sweet girl." Her lips find April's forehead, then her nose, and each of her cheeks, before settling on her lips. "More than anything," She murmurs against her lips, delighting in the happy little sound April makes.

"Mm…" April hums as she pulls back, her eyes sparkling in a different way now. "Now, lie back and let me take care of you."

"Oh?" Ambessa murmurs, raising an eyebrow at her. Still, she leans back against the pillows, her body relaxing at the familiar scent clinging to them. It's lovely to be back home… "You're in charge now, are you?"

"Yup. Besides, you're hurt," She says. Ambessa wants to correct her and say that she's not hurt enough that she couldn't handle being the dominant one, but she recognizes the look in April's eyes. She knows that, and she simply wants to make her feel good.

"Hm. I suppose I did offer to let you inspect me."

April giggles at that concession, knowing what that means. So, she settles over Ambessa and leans down to press a kiss to the center of her chest, over her heart. She leaves a trail of kisses, nips, and bites over Ambessa's chest and down her stomach.

Yes, her eyes are scanning for potential injuries, but she's mostly focused on settling between her legs.

She pays more attention to the inside of her thighs, though she's not in the mood to tease either of them for too long. Ambessa's already waited long enough, and she's been thinking about this in the safety of her bed for the last few weeks.

They both moan when her mouth finds Ambessa's clit. She circles it with her tongue before dragging the flat of it over her, feeling a bit dizzy at how good Ambessa tastes. Fingers tangle in her hair as she laps and sucks at the sensitive bud, knowing just how to make her feel incredible.

She doesn't know anyone else's body quite like she knows Ambessa's.

"That's it…" Ambessa sighs, watching her with hooded eyes, her pupils blocking out most of that light brown. "Such a devoted little love I have…"

April lets out a pleased hum and keeps her focus on her clit for a little longer. She particularly likes how it makes Ambessa's thighs twitch on either side of her head.

But then she grows impatient to taste more of her, and her mouth trails a little lower, one hand coming up so her thumb can rub her clit instead. She moans as her tongue presses inside Ambessa, and she licks into her much like she would her mouth when they're making out.

The noises she elicits from her lover steadily grow louder, and the expression Ambessa's making when she peeks up at her makes her shiver. It makes her more eager, too.

"Fuck, sweetheart… You're so good at that…" She murmurs. Like this, she sounds so much softer, so much more in love, than anyone would believe she could sound. "I'm not going to last long…"

The warning only makes April more eager to please. She keeps going just as she knows Ambessa likes, and it isn't long before Ambessa's clenching around her tongue on each press inward. The moans she makes sound like music to April's ears, and she drinks down every drop of her release that she can.

Ambessa gently pulls her away with the grip on her hair when the sensations become too much, and April looks far too pleased with herself, licking her lips in satisfaction. "You little minx," Ambessa teases. "Get up here…"

April settles against her chest with her head tucked into the crook of her neck. It's likely not the only round they'll have tonight, but she'd be remiss if she didn't get to hold her sweetheart for a little while first.

"Welcome home, 'bessa," April murmurs, pressing a little kiss to her jaw that makes Ambessa hum contentedly.

Welcome home, indeed. She's never felt quite this happy to return home.

"Mm. You worry too much, dove," Ambessa murmurs, watching her with soft eyes that are reserved only for her. "But if you need to know so badly, why don't you look yourself?"

Despite the suggestive tone dripping from the words, April does a brief scan of the woman's torso. She can rule out any injuries on her legs simply because she wasn't limping or struggling when she walked in.

"Ah-ah, I meant a more physical examination, sweet girl," Ambessa interrupts, her voice soft with amusement.

April huffs softly, setting the first aid kit to the side where she can still reach it if she needs it. She knows exactly what her beloved is getting at, and while she's just as eager for it after so long apart, she won't hesitate to pause things if she finds something else to tend to.

"I know what you meant," She murmurs as she straddles Ambessa's hips. She also knows that if there were any other injuries on her than minor cuts and bruises, she wouldn't hide it from her. The fact that she's teasing her is a good sign.

Her eyes scan along Ambessa's uncovered skin as if peering at her long enough would make something appear. The older woman tuts softly, even as her eyes are impossibly soft.

"Relax, love, I'm alright." Ambessa cups her cheek, brushing her thumb soothingly along April's cheek while her fingers curl protectively around the back of her head.

"I know, I know…" April murmurs. She can't help it. It's in her nature to worry about those she loves, and Ambessa's certainly used to it by now. It doesn't mean that she doubts her skills - just that she doesn't want anything bad happening to her.

"You worry too much," Ambessa repeats, softer this time. Her other hand settles against her lower back, pressing them closer together.

She leans down to capture April's lips with hers, pleased when she feels her slowly melt in her arms. "There we go…" She murmurs against her lips. April lets out the prettiest sound as her teeth sink into her bottom lip, and Ambessa's tongue sweeps into her mouth.

While they kiss, her hand drifts down and under the robe April's wearing, palming her ass eagerly. It only elicits more sweet noises from her darling, which she eagerly swallows with her lips.

"Better?" Ambessa asks as she breaks the kiss, chuckling softly at the dazed look in those pretty hazel eyes.

"Mm-hmm…" April hums. "I missed you, 'bessa," She murmurs, pressing closer. When the robe blocks her from feeling the warmth of her lover's skin against her own, she pouts slightly and reaches down to untie it.

"Impatient, are we?" Ambessa coos softly, though her heart's fluttering at how sweet that declaration was. "I missed you too, my sweet girl."

Her words cause April to fumble with the tie to her robe, but she manages to get it undone on her next attempt. The red fabric parts to reveal the soft, pale skin Ambessa had spent the last few weeks dreaming of.

"There's my pretty girl…" She murmurs, helping April shed the robe. Her hands settle briefly on her hips before skimming slowly up her sides, careful not to tickle her. "Gods, I missed this…" She admits.

"Mm…" April moans, her head tilting back slightly as those large hands cup her breasts. "Me too…" Sure, she has Azizi if she gets desperate enough to need someone else's touch, but nothing else compares to feeling Ambessa's body against hers.

"I can tell…" Ambessa murmurs, the amusement coming back as she feels the subtle way April's squirming against her lap. Thankfully, there are no more layers blocking them. April had practically ordered her to strip while she was retrieving the first aid kit earlier, and it's never bothered Ambessa to do what her little love wants.

She gently pinches and rolls April's nipples just to feel her hips buck more strongly against her. And then again to draw another sweet little whimper from her throat.

"Tell me, little one. Use your words, and tell me what you want," She says, leaning in to nibble just under April's ear. Feeling her trembling in her arms just confirms that she's not about to withhold anything from her tonight. Not when they both have missed this so badly.

And not when April's so good for her, just like she always is.

"Your fingers, please, 'bessa…" The words come out rushed, eager, and needy in a way that has Ambessa's chest clenching as well as heat pooling between her thighs.

Normally, she'd tease, even if only a little, either saying that her fingers are already on her or asking her to elaborate. But she knows what she's asking for. So, one arm wraps firmly around April's body to support her while the other delves between her legs.

A sigh falls from her lips unbidden at the wetness she finds there. Her fingers stroke through April's folds, drawing a soft moan from her lips. "Such a good girl for me," Ambessa murmurs, drawing her fingers up until they find her clit.

The first press against that sensitive bud has April's hips bucking forward, which makes Ambessa chuckle into her ear. "So sensitive…" She coos, rubbing her clit just how she likes it.

"'bessa…" April whines, her hands settling on Ambessa's biceps, careful to avoid the bandage, and squeezing softly.

"I know, love," Ambessa murmurs, pressing another kiss just under her ear, this one paired with a soft bite as her thumb replaces her index on April's clit. Then two fingers nudge carefully at April's entrance. Knowing her darling, she's still touched herself while they were apart, so two fingers shouldn't be too much for her right off the bat.

Still, she takes it slowly as she presses those two fingers inside her. A shiver runs down her spine at how warm and wet April is around her. "There we go," She coos in response to the louder, relieved moan April makes for her.

Her attempts to keep things slow don't last long. Each thrust of her fingers is met with a roll of April's hips, and soon she stops moving them to let April take her own pleasure. She trusts her to know what she can handle, after all.

"That's it, ride my fingers," Ambessa urges, kissing and nibbling along April's neck and shoulders. She leaves a few marks on her skin while she's at it, aiming to replace those that healed while they were apart from each other. "Such a good girl. You sound so pretty for me."

Gods, those sweet moans and whimpers practically haunted her every night they couldn't be together. Hearing them now, knowing that she's the one drawing them from her beloved's lips, is everything she wanted and more.

The sharp sting of teeth pulls her away from April's neck, and she smirks when she finds that April's leaving her own marks on her. On her chest in particular. She doesn't get a chance to comment on it before April's lips wrap around her nipple, her tongue flicking against her skin.

Ambessa groans softly, her chest arching up into April's mouth. "Gods…" She breathes out. "Such a good, pretty little thing I have…" April's pussy flutters around her fingers at her words, and she curls her fingers, smirking when that makes her tremble harder against her.

"Cum for me, sweet girl," She urges, able to tell just how close she is from how April's grip on her arms has tightened and how desperately her hips are rutting down against her fingers.

April's mouth pulls from her breast to bury against her a little lower, her teeth sinking in once again into Ambessa's skin as her orgasm crashes over her. A muffled moan accompanies the repetitive clenching of her slick walls around Ambessa's fingers, which have started moving again to work her through it.

Instead of the smooth rolls of her hips from before, her hips stutter with each wave of pleasure before stopping completely. "Good girl," Ambessa murmurs, pressing a kiss to her temple as her body stills and grows lax against her. She withdraws her fingers and brings them to her own lips to lick them clean.

Ordinarily, there'd be a solid chance that she'd press them into April's mouth instead, but it's been weeks since she's tasted her. She's not going to waste this opportunity, even if she's sure she'll be getting her mouth on her sometime soon, if not tonight.

Her hand rubs slow circles against April's lower back as the woman fights to catch her breath. When her head lifts from Ambessa's stomach, the look on her face nearly takes her breath away.

It can only be described as pure adoration. Her eyes are practically sparkling at her.

She's seen that look many, many times, but she doesn't think she'll ever quite get used to it.

"I love you," April says sweetly, and though Ambessa's expecting it, her heart still flutters.

"I love you, too, sweet girl." Her lips find April's forehead, then her nose, and each of her cheeks, before settling on her lips. "More than anything," She murmurs against her lips, delighting in the happy little sound April makes.

"Mm…" April hums as she pulls back, her eyes sparkling in a different way now. "Now, lie back and let me take care of you."

"Oh?" Ambessa murmurs, raising an eyebrow at her. Still, she leans back against the pillows, her body relaxing at the familiar scent clinging to them. It's lovely to be back home… "You're in charge now, are you?"

"Yup. Besides, you're hurt," She says. Ambessa wants to correct her and say that she's not hurt enough that she couldn't handle being the dominant one, but she recognizes the look in April's eyes. She knows that, and she simply wants to make her feel good.

"Hm. I suppose I did offer to let you inspect me."

April giggles at that concession, knowing what that means. So, she settles over Ambessa and leans down to press a kiss to the center of her chest, over her heart. She leaves a trail of kisses, nips, and bites over Ambessa's chest and down her stomach.

Yes, her eyes are scanning for potential injuries, but she's mostly focused on settling between her legs.

She pays more attention to the inside of her thighs, though she's not in the mood to tease either of them for too long. Ambessa's already waited long enough, and she's been thinking about this in the safety of her bed for the last few weeks.

They both moan when her mouth finds Ambessa's clit. She circles it with her tongue before dragging the flat of it over her, feeling a bit dizzy at how good Ambessa tastes. Fingers tangle in her hair as she laps and sucks at the sensitive bud, knowing just how to make her feel incredible.

She doesn't know anyone else's body quite like she knows Ambessa's.

"That's it…" Ambessa sighs, watching her with hooded eyes, her pupils blocking out most of that light brown. "Such a devoted little love I have…"

April lets out a pleased hum and keeps her focus on her clit for a little longer. She particularly likes how it makes Ambessa's thighs twitch on either side of her head.

But then she grows impatient to taste more of her, and her mouth trails a little lower, one hand coming up so her thumb can rub her clit instead. She moans as her tongue presses inside Ambessa, and she licks into her much like she would her mouth when they're making out.

The noises she elicits from her lover steadily grow louder, and the expression Ambessa's making when she peeks up at her makes her shiver. It makes her more eager, too.

"Fuck, sweetheart… You're so good at that…" She murmurs. Like this, she sounds so much softer, so much more in love, than anyone would believe she could sound. "I'm not going to last long…"

The warning only makes April more eager to please. She keeps going just as she knows Ambessa likes, and it isn't long before Ambessa's clenching around her tongue on each press inward. The moans she makes sound like music to April's ears, and she drinks down every drop of her release that she can.

Ambessa gently pulls her away with the grip on her hair when the sensations become too much, and April looks far too pleased with herself, licking her lips in satisfaction. "You little minx," Ambessa teases. "Get up here…"

April settles against her chest with her head tucked into the crook of her neck. It's likely not the only round they'll have tonight, but she'd be remiss if she didn't get to hold her sweetheart for a little while first.

"Welcome home, 'bessa," April murmurs, pressing a little kiss to her jaw that makes Ambessa hum contentedly.

Welcome home, indeed. She's never felt quite this happy to return home.

"Mm. You worry too much, dove," Ambessa murmurs, watching her with soft eyes that are reserved only for her. "But if you need to know so badly, why don't you look yourself?"

Despite the suggestive tone dripping from the words, April does a brief scan of the woman's torso. She can rule out any injuries on her legs simply because she wasn't limping or struggling when she walked in.

"Ah-ah, I meant a more physical examination, sweet girl," Ambessa interrupts, her voice soft with amusement.

April huffs softly, setting the first aid kit to the side where she can still reach it if she needs it. She knows exactly what her beloved is getting at, and while she's just as eager for it after so long apart, she won't hesitate to pause things if she finds something else to tend to.

"I know what you meant," She murmurs as she straddles Ambessa's hips. She also knows that if there were any other injuries on her than minor cuts and bruises, she wouldn't hide it from her. The fact that she's teasing her is a good sign.

Her eyes scan along Ambessa's uncovered skin as if peering at her long enough would make something appear. The older woman tuts softly, even as her eyes are impossibly soft.

"Relax, love, I'm alright." Ambessa cups her cheek, brushing her thumb soothingly along April's cheek while her fingers curl protectively around the back of her head.

"I know, I know…" April murmurs. She can't help it. It's in her nature to worry about those she loves, and Ambessa's certainly used to it by now. It doesn't mean that she doubts her skills - just that she doesn't want anything bad happening to her.

"You worry too much," Ambessa repeats, softer this time. Her other hand settles against her lower back, pressing them closer together.

She leans down to capture April's lips with hers, pleased when she feels her slowly melt in her arms. "There we go…" She murmurs against her lips. April lets out the prettiest sound as her teeth sink into her bottom lip, and Ambessa's tongue sweeps into her mouth.

While they kiss, her hand drifts down and under the robe April's wearing, palming her ass eagerly. It only elicits more sweet noises from her darling, which she eagerly swallows with her lips.

"Better?" Ambessa asks as she breaks the kiss, chuckling softly at the dazed look in those pretty hazel eyes.

"Mm-hmm…" April hums. "I missed you, 'bessa," She murmurs, pressing closer. When the robe blocks her from feeling the warmth of her lover's skin against her own, she pouts slightly and reaches down to untie it.

"Impatient, are we?" Ambessa coos softly, though her heart's fluttering at how sweet that declaration was. "I missed you too, my sweet girl."

Her words cause April to fumble with the tie to her robe, but she manages to get it undone on her next attempt. The red fabric parts to reveal the soft, pale skin Ambessa had spent the last few weeks dreaming of.

"There's my pretty girl…" She murmurs, helping April shed the robe. Her hands settle briefly on her hips before skimming slowly up her sides, careful not to tickle her. "Gods, I missed this…" She admits.

"Mm…" April moans, her head tilting back slightly as those large hands cup her breasts. "Me too…" Sure, she has Azizi if she gets desperate enough to need someone else's touch, but nothing else compares to feeling Ambessa's body against hers.

"I can tell…" Ambessa murmurs, the amusement coming back as she feels the subtle way April's squirming against her lap. Thankfully, there are no more layers blocking them. April had practically ordered her to strip while she was retrieving the first aid kit earlier, and it's never bothered Ambessa to do what her little love wants.

She gently pinches and rolls April's nipples just to feel her hips buck more strongly against her. And then again to draw another sweet little whimper from her throat.

"Tell me, little one. Use your words, and tell me what you want," She says, leaning in to nibble just under April's ear. Feeling her trembling in her arms just confirms that she's not about to withhold anything from her tonight. Not when they both have missed this so badly.

And not when April's so good for her, just like she always is.

"Your fingers, please, 'bessa…" The words come out rushed, eager, and needy in a way that has Ambessa's chest clenching as well as heat pooling between her thighs.

Normally, she'd tease, even if only a little, either saying that her fingers are already on her or asking her to elaborate. But she knows what she's asking for. So, one arm wraps firmly around April's body to support her while the other delves between her legs.

A sigh falls from her lips unbidden at the wetness she finds there. Her fingers stroke through April's folds, drawing a soft moan from her lips. "Such a good girl for me," Ambessa murmurs, drawing her fingers up until they find her clit.

The first press against that sensitive bud has April's hips bucking forward, which makes Ambessa chuckle into her ear. "So sensitive…" She coos, rubbing her clit just how she likes it.

"'bessa…" April whines, her hands settling on Ambessa's biceps, careful to avoid the bandage, and squeezing softly.

"I know, love," Ambessa murmurs, pressing another kiss just under her ear, this one paired with a soft bite as her thumb replaces her index on April's clit. Then two fingers nudge carefully at April's entrance. Knowing her darling, she's still touched herself while they were apart, so two fingers shouldn't be too much for her right off the bat.

Still, she takes it slowly as she presses those two fingers inside her. A shiver runs down her spine at how warm and wet April is around her. "There we go," She coos in response to the louder, relieved moan April makes for her.

Her attempts to keep things slow don't last long. Each thrust of her fingers is met with a roll of April's hips, and soon she stops moving them to let April take her own pleasure. She trusts her to know what she can handle, after all.

"That's it, ride my fingers," Ambessa urges, kissing and nibbling along April's neck and shoulders. She leaves a few marks on her skin while she's at it, aiming to replace those that healed while they were apart from each other. "Such a good girl. You sound so pretty for me."

Gods, those sweet moans and whimpers practically haunted her every night they couldn't be together. Hearing them now, knowing that she's the one drawing them from her beloved's lips, is everything she wanted and more.

The sharp sting of teeth pulls her away from April's neck, and she smirks when she finds that April's leaving her own marks on her. On her chest in particular. She doesn't get a chance to comment on it before April's lips wrap around her nipple, her tongue flicking against her skin.

Ambessa groans softly, her chest arching up into April's mouth. "Gods…" She breathes out. "Such a good, pretty little thing I have…" April's pussy flutters around her fingers at her words, and she curls her fingers, smirking when that makes her tremble harder against her.

"Cum for me, sweet girl," She urges, able to tell just how close she is from how April's grip on her arms has tightened and how desperately her hips are rutting down against her fingers.

April's mouth pulls from her breast to bury against her a little lower, her teeth sinking in once again into Ambessa's skin as her orgasm crashes over her. A muffled moan accompanies the repetitive clenching of her slick walls around Ambessa's fingers, which have started moving again to work her through it.

Instead of the smooth rolls of her hips from before, her hips stutter with each wave of pleasure before stopping completely. "Good girl," Ambessa murmurs, pressing a kiss to her temple as her body stills and grows lax against her. She withdraws her fingers and brings them to her own lips to lick them clean.

Ordinarily, there'd be a solid chance that she'd press them into April's mouth instead, but it's been weeks since she's tasted her. She's not going to waste this opportunity, even if she's sure she'll be getting her mouth on her sometime soon, if not tonight.

Her hand rubs slow circles against April's lower back as the woman fights to catch her breath. When her head lifts from Ambessa's stomach, the look on her face nearly takes her breath away.

It can only be described as pure adoration. Her eyes are practically sparkling at her.

She's seen that look many, many times, but she doesn't think she'll ever quite get used to it.

"I love you," April says sweetly, and though Ambessa's expecting it, her heart still flutters.

"I love you, too, sweet girl." Her lips find April's forehead, then her nose, and each of her cheeks, before settling on her lips. "More than anything," She murmurs against her lips, delighting in the happy little sound April makes.

"Mm…" April hums as she pulls back, her eyes sparkling in a different way now. "Now, lie back and let me take care of you."

"Oh?" Ambessa murmurs, raising an eyebrow at her. Still, she leans back against the pillows, her body relaxing at the familiar scent clinging to them. It's lovely to be back home… "You're in charge now, are you?"

"Yup. Besides, you're hurt," She says. Ambessa wants to correct her and say that she's not hurt enough that she couldn't handle being the dominant one, but she recognizes the look in April's eyes. She knows that, and she simply wants to make her feel good.

"Hm. I suppose I did offer to let you inspect me."

April giggles at that concession, knowing what that means. So, she settles over Ambessa and leans down to press a kiss to the center of her chest, over her heart. She leaves a trail of kisses, nips, and bites over Ambessa's chest and down her stomach.

Yes, her eyes are scanning for potential injuries, but she's mostly focused on settling between her legs.

She pays more attention to the inside of her thighs, though she's not in the mood to tease either of them for too long. Ambessa's already waited long enough, and she's been thinking about this in the safety of her bed for the last few weeks.

They both moan when her mouth finds Ambessa's clit. She circles it with her tongue before dragging the flat of it over her, feeling a bit dizzy at how good Ambessa tastes. Fingers tangle in her hair as she laps and sucks at the sensitive bud, knowing just how to make her feel incredible.

She doesn't know anyone else's body quite like she knows Ambessa's.

"That's it…" Ambessa sighs, watching her with hooded eyes, her pupils blocking out most of that light brown. "Such a devoted little love I have…"

April lets out a pleased hum and keeps her focus on her clit for a little longer. She particularly likes how it makes Ambessa's thighs twitch on either side of her head.

But then she grows impatient to taste more of her, and her mouth trails a little lower, one hand coming up so her thumb can rub her clit instead. She moans as her tongue presses inside Ambessa, and she licks into her much like she would her mouth when they're making out.

The noises she elicits from her lover steadily grow louder, and the expression Ambessa's making when she peeks up at her makes her shiver. It makes her more eager, too.

"Fuck, sweetheart… You're so good at that…" She murmurs. Like this, she sounds so much softer, so much more in love, than anyone would believe she could sound. "I'm not going to last long…"

The warning only makes April more eager to please. She keeps going just as she knows Ambessa likes, and it isn't long before Ambessa's clenching around her tongue on each press inward. The moans she makes sound like music to April's ears, and she drinks down every drop of her release that she can.

Ambessa gently pulls her away with the grip on her hair when the sensations become too much, and April looks far too pleased with herself, licking her lips in satisfaction. "You little minx," Ambessa teases. "Get up here…"

April settles against her chest with her head tucked into the crook of her neck. It's likely not the only round they'll have tonight, but she'd be remiss if she didn't get to hold her sweetheart for a little while first.

"Welcome home, 'bessa," April murmurs, pressing a little kiss to her jaw that makes Ambessa hum contentedly.

Welcome home, indeed. She's never felt quite this happy to return home.

"Mm. You worry too much, dove," Ambessa murmurs, watching her with soft eyes that are reserved only for her. "But if you need to know so badly, why don't you look yourself?"

Despite the suggestive tone dripping from the words, April does a brief scan of the woman's torso. She can rule out any injuries on her legs simply because she wasn't limping or struggling when she walked in.

"Ah-ah, I meant a more physical examination, sweet girl," Ambessa interrupts, her voice soft with amusement.

April huffs softly, setting the first aid kit to the side where she can still reach it if she needs it. She knows exactly what her beloved is getting at, and while she's just as eager for it after so long apart, she won't hesitate to pause things if she finds something else to tend to.

"I know what you meant," She murmurs as she straddles Ambessa's hips. She also knows that if there were any other injuries on her than minor cuts and bruises, she wouldn't hide it from her. The fact that she's teasing her is a good sign.

Her eyes scan along Ambessa's uncovered skin as if peering at her long enough would make something appear. The older woman tuts softly, even as her eyes are impossibly soft.

"Relax, love, I'm alright." Ambessa cups her cheek, brushing her thumb soothingly along April's cheek while her fingers curl protectively around the back of her head.

"I know, I know…" April murmurs. She can't help it. It's in her nature to worry about those she loves, and Ambessa's certainly used to it by now. It doesn't mean that she doubts her skills - just that she doesn't want anything bad happening to her.

"You worry too much," Ambessa repeats, softer this time. Her other hand settles against her lower back, pressing them closer together.

She leans down to capture April's lips with hers, pleased when she feels her slowly melt in her arms. "There we go…" She murmurs against her lips. April lets out the prettiest sound as her teeth sink into her bottom lip, and Ambessa's tongue sweeps into her mouth.

While they kiss, her hand drifts down and under the robe April's wearing, palming her ass eagerly. It only elicits more sweet noises from her darling, which she eagerly swallows with her lips.

"Better?" Ambessa asks as she breaks the kiss, chuckling softly at the dazed look in those pretty hazel eyes.

"Mm-hmm…" April hums. "I missed you, 'bessa," She murmurs, pressing closer. When the robe blocks her from feeling the warmth of her lover's skin against her own, she pouts slightly and reaches down to untie it.

"Impatient, are we?" Ambessa coos softly, though her heart's fluttering at how sweet that declaration was. "I missed you too, my sweet girl."

Her words cause April to fumble with the tie to her robe, but she manages to get it undone on her next attempt. The red fabric parts to reveal the soft, pale skin Ambessa had spent the last few weeks dreaming of.

"There's my pretty girl…" She murmurs, helping April shed the robe. Her hands settle briefly on her hips before skimming slowly up her sides, careful not to tickle her. "Gods, I missed this…" She admits.

"Mm…" April moans, her head tilting back slightly as those large hands cup her breasts. "Me too…" Sure, she has Azizi if she gets desperate enough to need someone else's touch, but nothing else compares to feeling Ambessa's body against hers.

"I can tell…" Ambessa murmurs, the amusement coming back as she feels the subtle way April's squirming against her lap. Thankfully, there are no more layers blocking them. April had practically ordered her to strip while she was retrieving the first aid kit earlier, and it's never bothered Ambessa to do what her little love wants.

She gently pinches and rolls April's nipples just to feel her hips buck more strongly against her. And then again to draw another sweet little whimper from her throat.

"Tell me, little one. Use your words, and tell me what you want," She says, leaning in to nibble just under April's ear. Feeling her trembling in her arms just confirms that she's not about to withhold anything from her tonight. Not when they both have missed this so badly.

And not when April's so good for her, just like she always is.

"Your fingers, please, 'bessa…" The words come out rushed, eager, and needy in a way that has Ambessa's chest clenching as well as heat pooling between her thighs.

Normally, she'd tease, even if only a little, either saying that her fingers are already on her or asking her to elaborate. But she knows what she's asking for. So, one arm wraps firmly around April's body to support her while the other delves between her legs.

A sigh falls from her lips unbidden at the wetness she finds there. Her fingers stroke through April's folds, drawing a soft moan from her lips. "Such a good girl for me," Ambessa murmurs, drawing her fingers up until they find her clit.

The first press against that sensitive bud has April's hips bucking forward, which makes Ambessa chuckle into her ear. "So sensitive…" She coos, rubbing her clit just how she likes it.

"'bessa…" April whines, her hands settling on Ambessa's biceps, careful to avoid the bandage, and squeezing softly.

"I know, love," Ambessa murmurs, pressing another kiss just under her ear, this one paired with a soft bite as her thumb replaces her index on April's clit. Then two fingers nudge carefully at April's entrance. Knowing her darling, she's still touched herself while they were apart, so two fingers shouldn't be too much for her right off the bat.

Still, she takes it slowly as she presses those two fingers inside her. A shiver runs down her spine at how warm and wet April is around her. "There we go," She coos in response to the louder, relieved moan April makes for her.

Her attempts to keep things slow don't last long. Each thrust of her fingers is met with a roll of April's hips, and soon she stops moving them to let April take her own pleasure. She trusts her to know what she can handle, after all.

"That's it, ride my fingers," Ambessa urges, kissing and nibbling along April's neck and shoulders. She leaves a few marks on her skin while she's at it, aiming to replace those that healed while they were apart from each other. "Such a good girl. You sound so pretty for me."

Gods, those sweet moans and whimpers practically haunted her every night they couldn't be together. Hearing them now, knowing that she's the one drawing them from her beloved's lips, is everything she wanted and more.

The sharp sting of teeth pulls her away from April's neck, and she smirks when she finds that April's leaving her own marks on her. On her chest in particular. She doesn't get a chance to comment on it before April's lips wrap around her nipple, her tongue flicking against her skin.

Ambessa groans softly, her chest arching up into April's mouth. "Gods…" She breathes out. "Such a good, pretty little thing I have…" April's pussy flutters around her fingers at her words, and she curls her fingers, smirking when that makes her tremble harder against her.

"Cum for me, sweet girl," She urges, able to tell just how close she is from how April's grip on her arms has tightened and how desperately her hips are rutting down against her fingers.

April's mouth pulls from her breast to bury against her a little lower, her teeth sinking in once again into Ambessa's skin as her orgasm crashes over her. A muffled moan accompanies the repetitive clenching of her slick walls around Ambessa's fingers, which have started moving again to work her through it.

Instead of the smooth rolls of her hips from before, her hips stutter with each wave of pleasure before stopping completely. "Good girl," Ambessa murmurs, pressing a kiss to her temple as her body stills and grows lax against her. She withdraws her fingers and brings them to her own lips to lick them clean.

Ordinarily, there'd be a solid chance that she'd press them into April's mouth instead, but it's been weeks since she's tasted her. She's not going to waste this opportunity, even if she's sure she'll be getting her mouth on her sometime soon, if not tonight.

Her hand rubs slow circles against April's lower back as the woman fights to catch her breath. When her head lifts from Ambessa's stomach, the look on her face nearly takes her breath away.

It can only be described as pure adoration. Her eyes are practically sparkling at her.

She's seen that look many, many times, but she doesn't think she'll ever quite get used to it.

"I love you," April says sweetly, and though Ambessa's expecting it, her heart still flutters.

"I love you, too, sweet girl." Her lips find April's forehead, then her nose, and each of her cheeks, before settling on her lips. "More than anything," She murmurs against her lips, delighting in the happy little sound April makes.

"Mm…" April hums as she pulls back, her eyes sparkling in a different way now. "Now, lie back and let me take care of you."

"Oh?" Ambessa murmurs, raising an eyebrow at her. Still, she leans back against the pillows, her body relaxing at the familiar scent clinging to them. It's lovely to be back home… "You're in charge now, are you?"

"Yup. Besides, you're hurt," She says. Ambessa wants to correct her and say that she's not hurt enough that she couldn't handle being the dominant one, but she recognizes the look in April's eyes. She knows that, and she simply wants to make her feel good.

"Hm. I suppose I did offer to let you inspect me."

April giggles at that concession, knowing what that means. So, she settles over Ambessa and leans down to press a kiss to the center of her chest, over her heart. She leaves a trail of kisses, nips, and bites over Ambessa's chest and down her stomach.

Yes, her eyes are scanning for potential injuries, but she's mostly focused on settling between her legs.

She pays more attention to the inside of her thighs, though she's not in the mood to tease either of them for too long. Ambessa's already waited long enough, and she's been thinking about this in the safety of her bed for the last few weeks.

They both moan when her mouth finds Ambessa's clit. She circles it with her tongue before dragging the flat of it over her, feeling a bit dizzy at how good Ambessa tastes. Fingers tangle in her hair as she laps and sucks at the sensitive bud, knowing just how to make her feel incredible.

She doesn't know anyone else's body quite like she knows Ambessa's.

"That's it…" Ambessa sighs, watching her with hooded eyes, her pupils blocking out most of that light brown. "Such a devoted little love I have…"

April lets out a pleased hum and keeps her focus on her clit for a little longer. She particularly likes how it makes Ambessa's thighs twitch on either side of her head.

But then she grows impatient to taste more of her, and her mouth trails a little lower, one hand coming up so her thumb can rub her clit instead. She moans as her tongue presses inside Ambessa, and she licks into her much like she would her mouth when they're making out.

The noises she elicits from her lover steadily grow louder, and the expression Ambessa's making when she peeks up at her makes her shiver. It makes her more eager, too.

"Fuck, sweetheart… You're so good at that…" She murmurs. Like this, she sounds so much softer, so much more in love, than anyone would believe she could sound. "I'm not going to last long…"

The warning only makes April more eager to please. She keeps going just as she knows Ambessa likes, and it isn't long before Ambessa's clenching around her tongue on each press inward. The moans she makes sound like music to April's ears, and she drinks down every drop of her release that she can.

Ambessa gently pulls her away with the grip on her hair when the sensations become too much, and April looks far too pleased with herself, licking her lips in satisfaction. "You little minx," Ambessa teases. "Get up here…"

April settles against her chest with her head tucked into the crook of her neck. It's likely not the only round they'll have tonight, but she'd be remiss if she didn't get to hold her sweetheart for a little while first.

"Welcome home, 'bessa," April murmurs, pressing a little kiss to her jaw that makes Ambessa hum contentedly.

Welcome home, indeed. She's never felt quite this happy to return home.

"Mm. You worry too much, dove," Ambessa murmurs, watching her with soft eyes that are reserved only for her. "But if you need to know so badly, why don't you look yourself?"

Despite the suggestive tone dripping from the words, April does a brief scan of the woman's torso. She can rule out any injuries on her legs simply because she wasn't limping or struggling when she walked in.

"Ah-ah, I meant a more physical examination, sweet girl," Ambessa interrupts, her voice soft with amusement.

April huffs softly, setting the first aid kit to the side where she can still reach it if she needs it. She knows exactly what her beloved is getting at, and while she's just as eager for it after so long apart, she won't hesitate to pause things if she finds something else to tend to.

"I know what you meant," She murmurs as she straddles Ambessa's hips. She also knows that if there were any other injuries on her than minor cuts and bruises, she wouldn't hide it from her. The fact that she's teasing her is a good sign.

Her eyes scan along Ambessa's uncovered skin as if peering at her long enough would make something appear. The older woman tuts softly, even as her eyes are impossibly soft.

"Relax, love, I'm alright." Ambessa cups her cheek, brushing her thumb soothingly along April's cheek while her fingers curl protectively around the back of her head.

"I know, I know…" April murmurs. She can't help it. It's in her nature to worry about those she loves, and Ambessa's certainly used to it by now. It doesn't mean that she doubts her skills - just that she doesn't want anything bad happening to her.

"You worry too much," Ambessa repeats, softer this time. Her other hand settles against her lower back, pressing them closer together.

She leans down to capture April's lips with hers, pleased when she feels her slowly melt in her arms. "There we go…" She murmurs against her lips. April lets out the prettiest sound as her teeth sink into her bottom lip, and Ambessa's tongue sweeps into her mouth.

While they kiss, her hand drifts down and under the robe April's wearing, palming her ass eagerly. It only elicits more sweet noises from her darling, which she eagerly swallows with her lips.

"Better?" Ambessa asks as she breaks the kiss, chuckling softly at the dazed look in those pretty hazel eyes.

"Mm-hmm…" April hums. "I missed you, 'bessa," She murmurs, pressing closer. When the robe blocks her from feeling the warmth of her lover's skin against her own, she pouts slightly and reaches down to untie it.

"Impatient, are we?" Ambessa coos softly, though her heart's fluttering at how sweet that declaration was. "I missed you too, my sweet girl."

Her words cause April to fumble with the tie to her robe, but she manages to get it undone on her next attempt. The red fabric parts to reveal the soft, pale skin Ambessa had spent the last few weeks dreaming of.

"There's my pretty girl…" She murmurs, helping April shed the robe. Her hands settle briefly on her hips before skimming slowly up her sides, careful not to tickle her. "Gods, I missed this…" She admits.

"Mm…" April moans, her head tilting back slightly as those large hands cup her breasts. "Me too…" Sure, she has Azizi if she gets desperate enough to need someone else's touch, but nothing else compares to feeling Ambessa's body against hers.

"I can tell…" Ambessa murmurs, the amusement coming back as she feels the subtle way April's squirming against her lap. Thankfully, there are no more layers blocking them. April had practically ordered her to strip while she was retrieving the first aid kit earlier, and it's never bothered Ambessa to do what her little love wants.

She gently pinches and rolls April's nipples just to feel her hips buck more strongly against her. And then again to draw another sweet little whimper from her throat.

"Tell me, little one. Use your words, and tell me what you want," She says, leaning in to nibble just under April's ear. Feeling her trembling in her arms just confirms that she's not about to withhold anything from her tonight. Not when they both have missed this so badly.

And not when April's so good for her, just like she always is.

"Your fingers, please, 'bessa…" The words come out rushed, eager, and needy in a way that has Ambessa's chest clenching as well as heat pooling between her thighs.

Normally, she'd tease, even if only a little, either saying that her fingers are already on her or asking her to elaborate. But she knows what she's asking for. So, one arm wraps firmly around April's body to support her while the other delves between her legs.

A sigh falls from her lips unbidden at the wetness she finds there. Her fingers stroke through April's folds, drawing a soft moan from her lips. "Such a good girl for me," Ambessa murmurs, drawing her fingers up until they find her clit.

The first press against that sensitive bud has April's hips bucking forward, which makes Ambessa chuckle into her ear. "So sensitive…" She coos, rubbing her clit just how she likes it.

"'bessa…" April whines, her hands settling on Ambessa's biceps, careful to avoid the bandage, and squeezing softly.

"I know, love," Ambessa murmurs, pressing another kiss just under her ear, this one paired with a soft bite as her thumb replaces her index on April's clit. Then two fingers nudge carefully at April's entrance. Knowing her darling, she's still touched herself while they were apart, so two fingers shouldn't be too much for her right off the bat.

Still, she takes it slowly as she presses those two fingers inside her. A shiver runs down her spine at how warm and wet April is around her. "There we go," She coos in response to the louder, relieved moan April makes for her.

Her attempts to keep things slow don't last long. Each thrust of her fingers is met with a roll of April's hips, and soon she stops moving them to let April take her own pleasure. She trusts her to know what she can handle, after all.

"That's it, ride my fingers," Ambessa urges, kissing and nibbling along April's neck and shoulders. She leaves a few marks on her skin while she's at it, aiming to replace those that healed while they were apart from each other. "Such a good girl. You sound so pretty for me."

Gods, those sweet moans and whimpers practically haunted her every night they couldn't be together. Hearing them now, knowing that she's the one drawing them from her beloved's lips, is everything she wanted and more.

The sharp sting of teeth pulls her away from April's neck, and she smirks when she finds that April's leaving her own marks on her. On her chest in particular. She doesn't get a chance to comment on it before April's lips wrap around her nipple, her tongue flicking against her skin.

Ambessa groans softly, her chest arching up into April's mouth. "Gods…" She breathes out. "Such a good, pretty little thing I have…" April's pussy flutters around her fingers at her words, and she curls her fingers, smirking when that makes her tremble harder against her.

"Cum for me, sweet girl," She urges, able to tell just how close she is from how April's grip on her arms has tightened and how desperately her hips are rutting down against her fingers.

April's mouth pulls from her breast to bury against her a little lower, her teeth sinking in once again into Ambessa's skin as her orgasm crashes over her. A muffled moan accompanies the repetitive clenching of her slick walls around Ambessa's fingers, which have started moving again to work her through it.

Instead of the smooth rolls of her hips from before, her hips stutter with each wave of pleasure before stopping completely. "Good girl," Ambessa murmurs, pressing a kiss to her temple as her body stills and grows lax against her. She withdraws her fingers and brings them to her own lips to lick them clean.

Ordinarily, there'd be a solid chance that she'd press them into April's mouth instead, but it's been weeks since she's tasted her. She's not going to waste this opportunity, even if she's sure she'll be getting her mouth on her sometime soon, if not tonight.

Her hand rubs slow circles against April's lower back as the woman fights to catch her breath. When her head lifts from Ambessa's stomach, the look on her face nearly takes her breath away.

It can only be described as pure adoration. Her eyes are practically sparkling at her.

She's seen that look many, many times, but she doesn't think she'll ever quite get used to it.

"I love you," April says sweetly, and though Ambessa's expecting it, her heart still flutters.

"I love you, too, sweet girl." Her lips find April's forehead, then her nose, and each of her cheeks, before settling on her lips. "More than anything," She murmurs against her lips, delighting in the happy little sound April makes.

"Mm…" April hums as she pulls back, her eyes sparkling in a different way now. "Now, lie back and let me take care of you."

"Oh?" Ambessa murmurs, raising an eyebrow at her. Still, she leans back against the pillows, her body relaxing at the familiar scent clinging to them. It's lovely to be back home… "You're in charge now, are you?"

"Yup. Besides, you're hurt," She says. Ambessa wants to correct her and say that she's not hurt enough that she couldn't handle being the dominant one, but she recognizes the look in April's eyes. She knows that, and she simply wants to make her feel good.

"Hm. I suppose I did offer to let you inspect me."

April giggles at that concession, knowing what that means. So, she settles over Ambessa and leans down to press a kiss to the center of her chest, over her heart. She leaves a trail of kisses, nips, and bites over Ambessa's chest and down her stomach.

Yes, her eyes are scanning for potential injuries, but she's mostly focused on settling between her legs.

She pays more attention to the inside of her thighs, though she's not in the mood to tease either of them for too long. Ambessa's already waited long enough, and she's been thinking about this in the safety of her bed for the last few weeks.

They both moan when her mouth finds Ambessa's clit. She circles it with her tongue before dragging the flat of it over her, feeling a bit dizzy at how good Ambessa tastes. Fingers tangle in her hair as she laps and sucks at the sensitive bud, knowing just how to make her feel incredible.

She doesn't know anyone else's body quite like she knows Ambessa's.

"That's it…" Ambessa sighs, watching her with hooded eyes, her pupils blocking out most of that light brown. "Such a devoted little love I have…"

April lets out a pleased hum and keeps her focus on her clit for a little longer. She particularly likes how it makes Ambessa's thighs twitch on either side of her head.

But then she grows impatient to taste more of her, and her mouth trails a little lower, one hand coming up so her thumb can rub her clit instead. She moans as her tongue presses inside Ambessa, and she licks into her much like she would her mouth when they're making out.

The noises she elicits from her lover steadily grow louder, and the expression Ambessa's making when she peeks up at her makes her shiver. It makes her more eager, too.

"Fuck, sweetheart… You're so good at that…" She murmurs. Like this, she sounds so much softer, so much more in love, than anyone would believe she could sound. "I'm not going to last long…"

The warning only makes April more eager to please. She keeps going just as she knows Ambessa likes, and it isn't long before Ambessa's clenching around her tongue on each press inward. The moans she makes sound like music to April's ears, and she drinks down every drop of her release that she can.

Ambessa gently pulls her away with the grip on her hair when the sensations become too much, and April looks far too pleased with herself, licking her lips in satisfaction. "You little minx," Ambessa teases. "Get up here…"

April settles against her chest with her head tucked into the crook of her neck. It's likely not the only round they'll have tonight, but she'd be remiss if she didn't get to hold her sweetheart for a little while first.

"Welcome home, 'bessa," April murmurs, pressing a little kiss to her jaw that makes Ambessa hum contentedly.

Welcome home, indeed. She's never felt quite this happy to return home.