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[faithiiisms]

“Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

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THERE WAS HARDLY ANYTHING she didn’t want the blonde to do to her and she knew that. Grinning up at her wife, the slayer hummed as her fingers danced their way along her sides before moving to teasingly pinch and tug pink peaks. Her head tips back as she thinks for a few minutes as to what she wants the other to do, her fingers never stilling as she continued to play with Sheena’s breasts.

Leaning up after a few minutes, Faith brushes her lips against hers before latching onto her plump bottom lip and tugs on it before releasing it. “EAT,” she replies simply enough, her hands moving to slip around behind the pixie, nails ghosting along the expanse of sensitive flesh between the girls shoulders. “--If you would please,” she adds with a grin, batting her eyes at her girlfriend.

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[faithiiisms]

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[faithiiisms]

12 - Sheena

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                  Slaying always got her worked up and depending on how much she did that night, it varied with how worked up she got. Tonight had been a particular busy night but Sheena was used to it. There’d been one single text sent that told the other to be waiting for her and so she had. So when Faith got home, she was naked by the time she reached the kitchen where she found the pixie.

                 In a flash they were both no longer had a worry of clothes, their bodies pressed tight against one another as their lips worked against one another. Groans left the slayer as she was picked up and placed on the counter, Sheena grinning as she wetted two of her own fingers before moving them over the slayer’s folds, drawing out breathier groans until finally she was pushing two fingers inside the brunette, a louder groan leaving her.

                 As she curled her fingers, thrusting them deep inside her, Faith reached forward and kissed the other, tangling her fingers in the blondes hair. She stayed like that, forehead pressed to hers as she moved her hips in time with her fingers. Each rock of her hips drew the others fingers deeper, her thrusts quickening until the slayer was coming undone, groaning the woman’s name as she clamped down around her fingers to keep them deep.

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