Warm hands. That's all I could feel. Soft, bare skin against mine.
Then, the sensation moved to my mouth. Down my neck. Down my torso. Between my legs.
"Ma-Mavis..." I stuttered breathlessly, craving more of the gentle touches. I tightly wrapped my fingers in her hair, bringing her face back up to me. "Kiss me."
Our lips finally met again. This time, it was different, less forced. I pressed my tongue to her lips, asking for permission, even though I knew she couldn't refuse. Fighting for dominance, I flipped us over so Mavis was under me and pinned her hands above her head.
"Hannah..." I could feel her hot breath along my neck as our mouths briefly parted. My name leaving Mavis's lips felt so natural, so right. "Hannah." Fuck, May. She knew exactly what she was doing to me, and smiled.
"Hannah! Wake up!" Mavis's body faded from my arms as her touches felt less and less real. Dammit! Again?
"I'm up. I'm up." I sat up and rubbed my temple, frustrated about the abrubt end to my dream. These things had been happening for a while, even before Mavis and I really started well...we haven't had that discussion yet so...fucking? I don't know, I'll ask her about it later.
- - - - - - - - - - - - -
"Mavis..."
I got up from my desk and hovered over my bed, over Hannah. We actually shared a bed last night! Well, not really. I fell asleep on the couch and Hannah slept here, but it's my bed so it counts.
I heard her mumbling, nope, moaning my name, making me fully aware of the kind of dream she was having
"Kiss me." This time it was a full on whine.
"Pfft." I chortled and decided to play along. "Hannah," I whispered seductively, then waited for her response. When I didn't get one, I did it again, making sure she could feel my breath along her neck. "Hannah." Still no response.
"Hannah, wake up!" This time, I made sure to speak loud enough that she would realize it wasn't a dream.
"I'm up. I'm up."
"Good. Want some breakfast?" I brushed some loose hairs off of her face, tucking them behind her ear before planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"Yes please." She still wasn't fully awake and probably went back to bed when I left to make her food.
- - -
"So, we've got pancakes, eggs, bacon, take your pick." I gestured to a large display of food neatly placed on the island. "Here." I handed Hannah a large ceramic plate and waited for her to get her breakfast before getting my own and joining her at the table.
"Thank you, it's delicious."
"Mmm hmm." I hummed while taking a sip of freshly brewed coffee.
"So..." I began after a few seconds of silence. "How'd you sleep?" I tried my best not to smile, but ended up failing.
Hannah nearly spit her drink out of her mouth at the mention of her dream. After taking a moment to stop choking, she replied.
"Fine. You?" She was still furiously blushing. Adorable.
"Not as good as you, based the way you sounded this morning." Smiling again, I lifted my mug to my lips and chuckled as Hannah continued to struggle.
"What?" Her cheeks were much redder than before, now.
"Well, when you were moaning my name this morning, it sure sounded like you were having a good time." Her reactions were way too precious for me to stop. "Got any pointers for me, just so I can, y'know, literally make your dreams come true."
"Hilarious." Her voice was serious, but I could tell she was having fun with this.
"But in all seriousness, I never thanked you. So, thank you." I sat my mug down and moved my hand onto Hannah's. She interwined our fingers for me, making me blush.
"Thanks for what?"
"Staying."
"Right. Well, 'no matter what' means a little more to me than leaving did." She sat down her fork and took her plate to the dining room, removing her hand from mine. "...And so do you."
I stepped up behind her as she was washing her plate and snaked my arms around her waist, nuzzling my chin into her shoulder. I love you. That's all I wanted to tell her, but I knew she didn't want to hear it.
Hannah turned the spicket off and spun around so her face was only inches from mine.
"Hi." I almost chuckled at my own words, and I don't really know why.
"Hi." Ooh, feeling seductive this morning. I see how it is, Hannah.
I lifted one knee up to her waist, replacing my hand so I could run it along her jaw. Her hands tightly and suddenly grabbed both of my thighs and lifted them to her sides. This time, I let myself laugh as my feet landed in the soapy dishwater behind her. It didn't bother either of us and even made Hanah giggle.
Immediately after our laughter ran out, Hannah carried me over to the island, resting my butt on the edge of the cluttered space.
"Hannah..." I mumbled as she slowly removed my shorts, then my underwear.
"Now who's delicate?" She swung my lace thong around her finger before tossing it on the floor.
"Still you." I sat up and pecked her lips before she took my thighs in her hands again and lowered herself between them.
"Fuck, Hannah..." A small moan escaped my lips as Hannah's tongue met my opening. It was the best thing I'd felt for a long, long time and I wanted the euphoria of this moment to last forever.
I tangled one hand in Hannah's hair while the other clenched the side of the counter as tight as possible.
"Hannah, I think I'm gonna-"
"Not yet, Mavis." She licked her lips as she rose from her knees, leaning over the island so she was on top of me. When her lips finally met mine, I could taste myself on her tongue. It was a salty, ordinary taste, but it was me, and Hannah liked it.
"Please?" It wasn't a word I said often, but the pressure built up inside me needed to go.
"Soon, I promise." With that, her lips trailed down my neck and moved my shirt aside so her kisses could reach my collarbone. Then there was a new feeling. Not unfamiliar, but new. It was always new with Hannah.
Her hand had made her way between my legs and was partially inside me. Then out. Then back in, over and over again. "Fuck." I whispered as my head flew backwards and my spine arched in pleasure. One of my arms swung up to my mouth to muffle the loud noises coming from it. But before it reached my lips, I accidentally pushed several plates off of the island. Neither of us were bothered by the shattered ceramic and continued with our sexy time.
I started moving my hips to the rhythm of her hand, begging for more with my body instead of my words.
"Please." I asked again before Hannah's lips met mine. She'd taken me to the very edge; all I needed was a little nudge and I'd be gone.
"Okay, okay." She chuckled against my lips and sank down once more, trailing kisses down my torso and into my inner thighs. She's teasing me... again.
"Hannah," I moaned once more letting her know I wasn't able to wait any longer.
"It's okay, baby." She pulled away from my opening for half a second to speak before returning her mouth to my sensitive bud. She circled my clit with her tongue, maintaining a steady speed as one of her hands made it's way to my chest, playfully squeezing my nipple.
The sudden overflow of pleasure gave me the release I'd been begging for.
Hannah licked her lips gain as I spread myself out on the island, panting to catch my breath.
"Good girl." Hannah praised as she pulled me up by my hands.
That was insane.
(A/N)
Yeah, insane alright.
Sorry if the seggs scene wasn't exactly good, it's the first one I've ever really written out, so I probably need more practice.
Anyway, thanks for reading, sorry for any/all spelling and grammatical errors, and hope you're enjoying the story so far!