coyote-lawson:
[Coyote gifts Lauren a brightly colored woven hammock; handmade by an artisan in Nicaragua. With a lopsided grin and hands in her pockets, Coyote shrugs shyly.]
It’s for your little dude…yanno, so he’ll have a cool place to chill.
@badassmamazizes
[Her eyes can’t help but widen as the gift is shown. Normally Lauren was good at hiding her emotions, but in front of Coyote she didn’t need to. A bright smile stretches from ear-to-ear as her fingers smooth over the fabric, picturing Mati relaxing in it this summer, ‘reading’ one of her Dr. Suess books.]
It’s… gorgeous, Outlaw. [The nickname, usually said with a hint of playfulness, comes out now in a tender tone as her gaze shifts instead to the woman before her. The gift is set aside for her to move over, pressing a soft kiss to her lips.]
Thank you. Mini Z is gonna love it.
[Coyote’s breath catches upon contact with Lauren’s lips, and for a moment she’s stunned. She’d never kissed the Domme before, but imagined what it might be like more than once. Hands go to rest on soft hips as Lauren pulls away to thank her, and Coyote finally sobers. She doesn’t even say “You’re welcome”, instead letting another, deeper and more eager, kiss be the response.]
