victoria’s lying on cassie, both of them naked and pressing lazy kisses to each others’ necks. cassie’s fingers are swirling over victorias clit — not really to get her off, just to be close. she leans up and breathes in the soft soft skin on vic’s chest, lets out a little groan.
you smell so good.
blush. thanks.
seriously, (muttered with her lips still pressed to vic), what is that?
uh… a nervous giggle with wide eyes, it’s body oil i stole from cvs.
she fails to mention that she doesn’t actually wear the stuff that often. only really for mckay, on the nights when they can be together. it’s become a ritual. coating her skin in the stuff after exfoliating her whole body. she likes to be soft for her woman.
cassie pauses to laugh, a warm sound.
what?
nothing, you’re just… such a twenty year old.
another nervous giggle. she hates it when she does that, but cassie secretly loves it. is that a bad thing?
cassie pauses to think about it. no. it’s what you are. just makes me feel a little predatory when you say shit like that, sweetheart.
victoria does not admit how much it turns her on to hear that, but cassie’s hand is in her cunt. she can feel it.
perv.
