Tired? I don't think so
Megan skiendiel x reader
Summary: you and Megan are both tired after a long day at work
Tags: lesbian sex, scissoring, swearing, groping, bottom Megan, top reader
Word count: 790
An/ I have not posted in ages y'all my apologies
It had been a long day for both of you.
Megan had a long day at rehearsal, working for her new album release in August and working her ass off to get the choreo down that Daniela had been on her ass all week about. And your day hadn't been any easier, a long shift at the store and your whole body sweating in the 30 degree heat.
So naturally you both wanted to relax, but you both had a different idea of doing so. Megan lay on the bed, sprawled out in her pj's and doom scrolling through Instagram whilst you sat in your gaming chair, your fingers dancing across the keyboard as you hit kill after kill, small grunts admitting from your lips every few seconds. And naturally Megan noticed.
“Baby..” her soft voice carried through the room, silence hanging for a few seconds after. You remove your headset and turn in your chair, your eyes casting upon her slender figure. Her bare legs lay against the cotton of her bedsheets, almost intertwined like a piece of art that you could stare at for hours, her sleepy face that contains no makeup, wearing that familiar pout that you know too well.
“Hm?” You place the headset on the desk and swivel so you are fully facing her “you okay meg?”. A small huff escaped her lips as she sat up slightly and looked you up and down “come lay down.. I'm tired” and you didn't have to be told twice. You power down the computer and walk to the bed, the only light in the room consisting of the slither escaping from the hallway and the sun light it the moon from outside.
You sit beside her, stroking a piece of hair behind her ear and smiling softly “you wanna sleep?” The brunette didn't answer for a moment, letting your words hang in the air for a second before mumbling “..no”. The silence was cut by a small burst of laughter escaping your lips “so you're not tired huh? Just needy?” and before you knew it a soft wack landed on your thigh, Megan's manicured hand colliding with the soft skin of your thigh
“Don't tease me.. I need you okay..? It's been a long week and I need to relax.” And who were you to say no. You gently push the girl onto her back, watching how her hair sprays across the pillow like the ocean on a sandy beach and a smile crosses your lips “comfortable?” You ask gently as you move to hover over her, being careful not to put all of your weight on her.
She nods her head and her slender fingers find their way to your waist, digging into the skin softly and pulling you further down “c'mon.. don't hover..” the plea made a small laugh escape your lips as you sat fully, the soft silk of your sleep shorts doing nothing to hide the feel of Megan's sex against yours, admitting a moan from both of you. Megan's eyes fluttered shut as her back arches ever so slightly, the change in position making you both groan in pleasure
Your fingers move to the hem of her shirt and tug upwards until the fabric is removed, her chest bouncing slightly when freed from the shirt and a smile developed over your lips your hand moving to her chest and cupping both breasts softly, drawing a small groan from her lips “f-fuck..” Megan was always sensitive and you knew it, it was easy to draw the smallest sounds from her just by grazing her skin. “You like that babygirl?” You grind down onto her lap, both of you jolting at the friction and creating more tension between you
“I-i need more-” Megan gasped as she bucked into your hips, the two of you creating a rhythm that best fit and moving gently to the speed of your breathing. Your hands continued to grope at her chest as she writhed underneath you, soft pleas escaping her lips as she desperately chased release “f-fuck Im- I'm gonna cum i-” her babbling drove you to the point of insanity, moving faster as sweat began to drip from your forehead and down your neck.
It wasn't long before Megan stilled beneath you, her back arching and her mouth falling into a silent ‘oh’ as she came, her nails digging painfully into your sides until your orgasm followed soon after. You both lay still for a second, both panting and trying not to move so as not to overstimulate each other, your hands move up to her face, cupping softly and making her look at you “satisfied meg?” And she could only admit a small nod.
