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tamingthemuseTitle: In The Navy
Rating: NC-17
Original
Summary: There really is something about a girl in uniform. *g*
A heavy gasp escaped from Becca's lips before she once again stifled herself. Her legs were trembling but Cameron just wouldn't stop licking, and admittedly, she wasn't exactly making an effort to push her away. Cameron's tongue ran over the length of her slit, no longer fucking so much as just teasing. Just when Becca was afraid that she was going to die from the intense stimulation, her girlfriend stopped licking and started kissing her skin instead.
Becca shifted in relief at first, and then discomfort. Even though she had just climaxed under her girlfriend's mouth and hands, it somehow wasn't enough anymore. The licking was too much, but now the feeling of Cameron closing her lips on her skin over and over again just wasn't enough. She slid her hips on the bed, unable to move too much with her pants still around her ankles.
"Come on, Cam," she pleaded in a whisper. Even with some low music to cover them, the dorm walls were thin, and the other students could really be demons.
Cameron lifted her head from Becca's thighs, and was met by an expression that read a mixture of curiosity and severe annoyance. She knew Becca hated games, and could rarely stand teasing. She also knew that if she didn't hurry it up, Becca would just as easily roll out of bed and go take care of herself in the shower. The girl was all business and uptight sometimes, but for some reason that was something Cameron loved.
Their skin brushed together as Cameron slid up Becca's body, settling her hips between Becca's spread thighs and sucking on her lover's bottom lip. Becca moaned softly and lifted her legs, squeezing hard but feeling as if she couldn't find any purchase. Cameron rolled their bodies together, rocking hard against the woman underneath her, and Becca couldn't take it anymore. She took initiative, shoving her own hand between them, clumsily. She felt her orgasm building before her fingers even touched her clit, and came hard within seconds. Her fingers felt soaked and slippery, and she was considering pulling away when Becca realized Cameron was grinding down on her hand, even through her pants.
"Shit," Cameron whispered when Becca turned her attentions to her. Somehow it was even better through fabric, and within moments she was done for, her muscles left aching in the aftermath.
Becca lay flat on the bed for a moment, waiting for the tingling in her body and the dizzy rush in her head to subside. She finally sat up, Cameron still between her thighs.
"Shit," Becca echoed, realizing that she had gotten the outside of Cameron's clothes wet, and it was probably the same situation on the inside. "I hope you have a clean change for tomorrow." Her stomach clenched with guilt, but goddamn, Cameron knew what it did to her when she saw Cameron in full uniform, and not exactly behaving like a proper marine.
Cameron only smirked. "Just have to shine my brass." She climbed off of Becca's bed and tried to make herself as presentable as possible before she went back to her own dormitory. Becca slipped off her pants in the meantime and changed into her nightclothes. It was all Cameron could do to resist pushing Becca back onto the bed and having another go, but she had to have discipline once in a while.
Before she left, Cameron pulled Becca in for a goodnight kiss. "See you tomorrow, sailor," she said before slipping away. Tomorrow, bright and early in class where they would both be in uniform and Cameron would make sure to purposefully lick her lips so that Becca could watch and shiver. She didn't stand a chance.
Rating: NC-17
Original
Summary: There really is something about a girl in uniform. *g*
A heavy gasp escaped from Becca's lips before she once again stifled herself. Her legs were trembling but Cameron just wouldn't stop licking, and admittedly, she wasn't exactly making an effort to push her away. Cameron's tongue ran over the length of her slit, no longer fucking so much as just teasing. Just when Becca was afraid that she was going to die from the intense stimulation, her girlfriend stopped licking and started kissing her skin instead.
Becca shifted in relief at first, and then discomfort. Even though she had just climaxed under her girlfriend's mouth and hands, it somehow wasn't enough anymore. The licking was too much, but now the feeling of Cameron closing her lips on her skin over and over again just wasn't enough. She slid her hips on the bed, unable to move too much with her pants still around her ankles.
"Come on, Cam," she pleaded in a whisper. Even with some low music to cover them, the dorm walls were thin, and the other students could really be demons.
Cameron lifted her head from Becca's thighs, and was met by an expression that read a mixture of curiosity and severe annoyance. She knew Becca hated games, and could rarely stand teasing. She also knew that if she didn't hurry it up, Becca would just as easily roll out of bed and go take care of herself in the shower. The girl was all business and uptight sometimes, but for some reason that was something Cameron loved.
Their skin brushed together as Cameron slid up Becca's body, settling her hips between Becca's spread thighs and sucking on her lover's bottom lip. Becca moaned softly and lifted her legs, squeezing hard but feeling as if she couldn't find any purchase. Cameron rolled their bodies together, rocking hard against the woman underneath her, and Becca couldn't take it anymore. She took initiative, shoving her own hand between them, clumsily. She felt her orgasm building before her fingers even touched her clit, and came hard within seconds. Her fingers felt soaked and slippery, and she was considering pulling away when Becca realized Cameron was grinding down on her hand, even through her pants.
"Shit," Cameron whispered when Becca turned her attentions to her. Somehow it was even better through fabric, and within moments she was done for, her muscles left aching in the aftermath.
Becca lay flat on the bed for a moment, waiting for the tingling in her body and the dizzy rush in her head to subside. She finally sat up, Cameron still between her thighs.
"Shit," Becca echoed, realizing that she had gotten the outside of Cameron's clothes wet, and it was probably the same situation on the inside. "I hope you have a clean change for tomorrow." Her stomach clenched with guilt, but goddamn, Cameron knew what it did to her when she saw Cameron in full uniform, and not exactly behaving like a proper marine.
Cameron only smirked. "Just have to shine my brass." She climbed off of Becca's bed and tried to make herself as presentable as possible before she went back to her own dormitory. Becca slipped off her pants in the meantime and changed into her nightclothes. It was all Cameron could do to resist pushing Becca back onto the bed and having another go, but she had to have discipline once in a while.
Before she left, Cameron pulled Becca in for a goodnight kiss. "See you tomorrow, sailor," she said before slipping away. Tomorrow, bright and early in class where they would both be in uniform and Cameron would make sure to purposefully lick her lips so that Becca could watch and shiver. She didn't stand a chance.
