98 and 54 for mizjujulee, mizcoulee or mizbee plz Im starving
I had to do it to em. And I’m sorry the ending is very sudden, but idk what I’m doing so...
P.S. I’m sending us both to horny jail.
“C’mere, you can sit on my lap until I’m done working.” and “Were you touching yourself?”
It was all Jujubee’s fault.
That’s what Shea had decided. She should have known better than to trust the little minx.
She should have known better when Juju came up behind her and started kissing up her neck, sucking marks onto the flesh like she owned it. Should have known better by the way Juju had husked out that she couldn’t wait for Brianna to get home, she needed relief now.
She should have known when Juju said that Brianna would never know, it could be their little secret.
Brianna had very few rules.
Use your safeword if you’re uncomfortable.
Don’t come without permission.
Don’t touch yourself without me.
Don’t touch each other without me.
Simple. Pedestrian even.
And Shea was always good about the rules.
But with Juju in her ear, whimpering and begging Shea to show her how she touches herself... Shea’s mind went blank of the rules.
So it was no surprise that when Brianna got home, came into their bedroom to find Shea spread out on their bed, two fingers inside herself, moaning wantonly, that Brianna let out a shocked hum.
Shea’s eyes flew open at the noise and she instinctively tried to cover herself.
“Were you... touching yourself?” Brianna spoke as if she were testing the words on her tongue. Like she couldn’t believe it herself.
Shea felt her face heat up impossibly under Brianna’s scrutiny.
“No, I-”
“And now you’re lying to me about it?” Brianna tsked and shook her head slightly. “I would expect this kind of behavior from Juju, but you, Shea. You’re always such a good girl.”
Shea felt her stomach drop to her toes.
Fuck.
Jujube just watched on in amusement, allowing a smug smirk to tug at the corner of her mouth.
“Miss, I’m sorry, I didn’t-”
“No, no,” Brianna cut off her pleas. “No excuses.”
Brianna set down her briefcase by the end of the bed and lay her jacket on top of it in a practiced motion.
“I came home early today because I missed my girls.” Brianna mused. “I was planning on rewarding you both. I know it’s been a long week for all of us.” Brianna looked over to Juju, who nodded animately.
Brianna looked back over to Shea, the disappointment echoed in her syllables. “Well, since you can’t behave, I might as well get the rest of my work done,” Brianna sighed as she made her way over to the desk in the far corner of their master bedroom.
“Juju,” she called. “C’mere, you can sit on my lap until I’m done working.”
Jujubee’s face lit up as Shea’s fell.
Their usual positions reversed as Juju settled herself between Brianna’s legs, and Shea was left to sit on the bed, the need between her legs throbbing just as before.
Juju preened under the attention, or half attention, as Brianna began clicking away with her mouse while her other hand traced up and down Jujubee’s thighs languidly.
But Juju was not known for her patience, and after only minutes of the light teasing, she was whining and panting hotly into Brianna’s ear.
Shea could see that it was having the desired effect as Brianna’s ears turned red with her restraint.
Juju knew it too and only hammed up her performance, grinding down on nothing and throwing her head back sinfully.
Shea felt her own need throb sympathetically between her legs, wetness dripping down onto the mattress.
The hand that had been clicking away came up to wrap around Juju’s neck, squeezing it lightly and making Juju’s eyes roll to the back of her head.
“Miss, please,” Juju panted. “I’ve been waiting all day for you.”
“Really? That’s a first.” Brianna chuckled.
“Miss,” Juju whined.
“Okay, okay, my sweet girl. Go lay next to Shea.” Brianna smiled. “Don’t touch each other.”