Laura moaned as she put down the journal. Her hands roamed through Claire's hair, pulling the larger woman closer, tighter, against her. Claire kept licking, kept tasting the hidden fruit within the demon. She prayed with them that Claire would wake up and join them, that she could taste the demon and her shadow.
Laura lifted her up, and Claire opened her eyes. Laura's eyes were dilated, foggy almost. Her chest heaved, and she looked hungry.
"Want a taste?" asked Claire.
Laura nodded and pulled her in. She kissed Claire at first, but then ran her tongue over Claire's chin, licking up the juices that lingered there. As she licked, she purred and moaned. Claire joined her, hoping to wake up Sleeping Claire. If they were loud enough, she could join them.
