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Gazing down at the medium black strands of hair sprawled in the mattress, the see through lingerie that enhanced the curves — of her breast, her belly, her hips and neck — of the beautiful body in front of her. Deep brown eyes were looking at her, a glint of desire into them, in an expression of amusement and curiosity directed at Vivi that made her chest feel warm. Even if her girlfriend was older and knew how to act put together, she learned how to read her; her red ears were pretty telling of the effect Nefertari was having on her.
Her fingers, delicate and soft, but also intense, were tracing Robin’s skin with affection. Her roaming hand touched the wrist, going up along the arm, palms feeling the thin strap of the lingerie — Nico’s face was distorting slightly, the tension between them slowly building and making the feeling of anteception travel into their bodies. She could see that her nipples were faintly perked up, making her throat dry up the more she stared at the cute bud.
With her heart hammering in her body, Vivi approached Robin, putting her lips into one of the inviting nipples. Her fingers were playing with the strap, caressing both the skin and it, while her tongue lapped at the thin material, feeling the heat of the other into her mouth and hearing a gasp from the older woman. A hip undulated, soft thighs brushing her leg that was in between her girlfriend's, giving a barely felt friction between skin and panties. They hardly did anything, but Nefertari felt the other was already getting humid.
It made little tinglings to spread from her cunt to her back, making the warmth broaden through her body in a way that drove her to also roll her hips, seeking for Nico. Hands reached her arms at the action, holding, keeping her close by. Vivi sucked the nipple through the lingerie, feeling fingers tightening in her upper arm when she brought her palm from the shoulder to the older woman's chest.
She heard her girlfriend groan, her skin getting hotter while her head was throw back to the mattress, making the expanse of her neck in display; the itch to bite it was strong enough to give a false sensation of hurt in her gums, which she resolved (not really) by scraping her teeth in the nipple in her mouth. Robin’s thighs trembled, showing how much she was feeling the foreplay. Nefertari gave a cautious squeeze in the breast under her hand, her index and middle finger having the other nipple between them, enclaused. She rubs her thumb slowly into the meat of the breast she’s holding, feeling the body under her tremble at the action.
“Princess…” Nico’s voice is a little rough, sounding a bit strangled. A smirk tugs at the corner of her lips, Vivi knows that the other is holding herself back. She sucks the nipple in her mouth, letting the warm and the feeling of the thin lingerie invade it, while drawing her leg closer to her girlfriend’s thighs. With her knee touching the sticky panties, Nefertari could feel how warm and wet her pussy was. Her heart jumped some erratic beats at the confirmation that she was doing a good job and she felt herself also get slicker.
It was always nice to know that she could make Robin feel hot. A flick of her tongue on the nipple inside her mouth, a little pressure on the other between her fingers, and a sweet moan was out ot the other’s lip; roaming her eyes from the expansion of the tanned skin of the neck — that was being asked to be marked — to the pretty jawline, pausing to gaze at the red slowly blooming in her checks and then admiring the darkening of the brown irises, it was very obvious how much the older woman was getting into it. The warmth that spread from her chest to the rest of her body was as intense as the tingling that escalated from her clit to her stomach.
Even better than that was seeing Nico slowly losing her composure and starting to take exactly what she wanted. Not waiting for Vivi teasing to end, once more her girlfriend undulated her hips; this time, the friction was really there, wet panties grinding into the younger’s soft thigh, leaving a humid tray into her skin. A gasp was the opening of Robin losing herself to the sensation — a little more pressure on the hold her hands had in Nefertari’s arms that made her give a last barely felt bite on the nipple before lifting her head from the other’s chest —, letting low moans escape past her red lips.
Beautiful. There was nothing but beauty in observing a reticent woman let herself be open in front of another, to see her shut off her own demons and go after what she desired even if her insecurities always tried to get her to give up on it. It was not the first time she was watching it happen, however, it still made her chest throbs with fondness. And it definitely showed in her face, if the way Nico’s lips tilted up in a pleased smirk when their gazes locked in was any indication.
“Is the view to your satisfaction, princess?” Her voice was sultry, a nice little play to try and get a reaction from Vivi. Both of them were very interested in seeing sides of the other that nobody ever has — it was what made their whole relationship spicy, this game of them trying to uncurl another layer of the other.
“More than you expect, Miss. Archeologist.” Her answer was gentle, different from the way she pressed into the nipple still between her fingers. Bringing her head closer to Robin’s face, she observed the slight crease in the middle of her brows, the only tell that she felt the touch. “Perhaps I can make it even better.”
Letting a firm peck in the other lips — hearing an unsatisfied whine rumble from her girlfriend's throat —, she pressed her nose into a red cheek and traced the tanned skin from there, to her jawline until it got to her neck. It was finally time to resolve her initial desire of painting the other with marks. Breathing into her scent, a mixture of salty and wet, Nefertari started giving tiny kisses into the expanse of her throat. With Nico laying her head into the pillow, she got more space to start painting hickeys and bites into her girlfriend's skin.
It didn't take much for the moans and groans to be brought out of Robin’s mouth, especially when she got back to grind into Vivi’s thigh with intensity. She was close to an orgasm, that much as obvious, but she wasn't worried about the other finishing before herself. That was only the beginning of a long night of pleasure, after all.