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By : megadeth425
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"It's looking good. It's definitely healed!" Roxie said excitedly, bursting out of the bathroom with a trickle of green mouthwash running down her cheek. She'd been too excited to wipe it away, hopping right into her girlfriend's lap and just going right for a kiss.
Marley had been sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for her girlfriend to get out of the bathroom so they could continue their best-of-until-we-get-bored fighting game spree. It took her completely by surprise when Roxie threw herself into her lap and started making out with her, but she didn't have any complaints about it. It had been almost a week since they last got to properly make out, as Roxie's new tongue piercing needed a few days to heal and sloppy makeouts would risk it not healing properly. With the news it was healed, she could understand Roxie's forwardness and impatience—waiting did not come naturally to the bassist—but she still would have liked some warning first.
Not that she bothered to say anything. She'd missed kissing her too, and she pressed into her lips with the sort of eagerness that usually never happened before a hand slid up her skirt. She wasn't feeling up for being anything other than honest about how much she missed the taste of her girlfriend, even if it tasted far mintier than usual. Her tongue slipped into Roxie's mouth, eager to feel the barbell piercing that now sat in the front portion of her tongue. She prodded it a few time, providing a strange sensation that made Roxie blush and growl, pushing her tongue back with her own and getting aggressive. Marley was used to that sort of thing, conceding dominance of the kiss over to Roxie as she felt the short girl push against her shoulders and urge her down. She gladly fell, the weight of the girl she loved atop her being something she could never say no to.
They spent more than a few minutes like that; hands on cheeks and hips, wisps of white hair sliding down into in front of Marley's eyes where she was too content to brush them away, and the metal balls impaled through her tongue tapping against her teeth in a not-entirely-pleasant sensation that she might have complained about if she wasn't just glad to be kissing Roxie again. Roxie shifted atop her, calves slipping against her hips as she straddled the pale girl and got comfortable. She always slipped into more assertive positions, trying to compensate a little for her short stature by having a loud, dominant personality.
When their kiss finally ended and Roxie sat up, the smile Marley had accidentally shown faded, her face returning to its usual, still veneer. "I thought we were playing when you got back."
"I got bored, pluth my tongue ith hea—" Her face went red, and she stopped talking immediately. She'd been lisping on and off since she had the piercing put in, her mouth still clumsily adapting to the piercing, and every time it slipped in, embarrassment followed.
Especially when she looked down to see Marley's lips curling into a small, mocking smile. Of course, for the purpose of laughing at her she showed all the emotion she wanted. "Your lisp is so cute," she teased, hands grasping Roxie's waist as she beamed up at the girl sarcastically. It was only fair when Roxie assumed dominance that she undercut her with a sarcastic remark.
"Shut up," Roxie replied in turn, shoving Marley's shoulder back as her face grew redder. "Or else you aren't going to know what being eaten out by a girl with a pierced tongue feels like."
The smile immediately left her face, which returned to its usual neutral state, and she dragged her thumb and forefinger along her lips, zipping her mouth shut. It was honestly the part of Roxie getting the new piercing she looked forward to the most, and the wait had done so much to her that she didn't want to be difficult and draw it out any further. She and Roxie could, at least, end up bantering for hours, and as much as she loved it, she hoped that she would love what was coming just as much.
Satisfied that Marley was cooperating, Roxie slid off the pale girl's lap, feet hitting the floor with dull 'thuds'. Her hands grabbed the hem of the long very long band t-shirt she wore as pyjamas, pulling it up her absurdly white thighs as she dropped to her knees. She'd been looking forward to going down on Marley just as much, and wanted to dive right in to see what she could do with it. Her goal was obvious; make that deadpan little shit she loved so much squirm. To wipe that still expression off her face, to give her voice a higher pitch as she cried for more. It was her favourite activity in the bedroom, and she was going to take great pride in using her new weapon.
Her fingers dragged up the pale thighs, then to the band of the black-and-white striped panties she wore, pulling them down. Marley got into a more comfortable position, sliding forward so that her legs dangled off the bed, ass parked on the edge to give Roxie perfect access to her. Once she felt her panties down her legs and bunch up around one ankle, her knees pulled away, legs parting to give her girlfriend all the space she needed. Roxie gladly took the bait, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to Marley's puffy labia before licking up and planting another onto her clit. Her tongue slowly slid out of her mouth, slipping down her mound as she let it all out, much like she did during her shows. The metal stud pressed into her skin, and her eyes looked up along the slim girl's body to watch her expression closely.
Marley reached for Roxie's hair, running her fingers along it and through her ponytail as she stared back down at her, trying to keep herself steeled. She knew how smug Roxie would get if she broke, and she wanted to stay guarded and stern. It was her contribution to their little game, fighting against the loud girl's search for self-satisfaction by being her usual deadpan self for as long as she could. She didn't always make it, and in fact had only managed a few times, but when she did, she could act like nothing was wrong even as she was orgasming on her girlfriend's fingers. It was a pride issue for both of them.
Roxie focused mostly on licking the exterior, letting her piercing press into her skin and rub along every which way. The occasional lick inside told her that she was definitely working her over—the wetness and receptiveness of her pussy wasn't something Marley could simply pretend wasn't there—and made her keep up the offensive. She slipped a finger into her for good measure, pumping it as she lapped up the trickle of quim she was earning for her efforts. Her vision kept on Marley, steel-eyed as she sought even the slightest of nudges out of her. She had to win, no matter what.
Her tongue drifted upward, finding Marley's clitoris, and she decided it was war. Her metal stud pressed up to it and she began lapping at her girlfriend's nub. Her piercing pressed against the bundle of nerves in all directions, rubbing, pushing, and grinding up to it. A concentrated attack soon made Marley's eyes shut and soon enough her knees had trouble staying still. Roxie added a second and third finger to her immediately, not letting up on her as she caught the moment of weakness. Pumping and licking, she watched as Marley's head rolled back, the squirming of her knees making her feet tap into Roxie's sides, the toes curling as her body outright rebelled for trying to stifle the truth for so damn long.
She was moaning before long, the fingers in Roxie's hair becoming a little erratic, pulling away entirely as she realized she was betraying herself. She brought it up to her face, feigning a wipe of sweat from her brow, but as the motion ended she found herself biting her knuckle and staring down at Roxie. Smugness shone back at her, and she knew it was all over. A louder moan came out and she embraced it, giving up completely. The feeling of the metal ball was simply too good to lie about, and she shuddered as her body tightened, her release not far behind. She wouldn't be meeting this orgasm with a lie.
Her body's gradual unfurling had nothing on what happened when she was honest about her orgasm. She bucked her hips and cried out, hand slamming down onto the mattress, legs pulling apart wide and head pressing into the bed. Usually reserved and quiet, she made up for it by how much she vocally and physically enjoyed release. As the tingling sensation consumed her, every alight nerve shuddered, her muscles jerking, making her writhe and dance on the bed until coming down from her high and once again falling completely silent.
Roxie, feeling like a queen, slid up her girlfriend's body again and planted a kiss on her cheek. "I knew you'd like it," she said happily.
"It'th the betht," Marley replied, no amount of orgasms in the world being enough to keep her from snarking right in her lover's face.
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Poke-Ficlets	By : megadeth425 Category: Pokemon > General Views: 13430 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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