Their lips collided as Sibella's hand slid up Phoebe's thigh underneath her skirt. They hadn't meant to start making out, but Sibella's lips had looked so pretty, and Phoebe just couldn't help herself. Phoebe had actually gone to see Sibella to ask her opinion on a birthday present for Monty, but here they were.
It may have been partly because Sibella had been in one of her many stages of undressing, with her corset loosely tied, and her skirt on. Nothing else. No dress, no stockings, nothing.
Her hair was done, curls abound, all around her face. Her makeup was done, but then again, Sibella's makeup was always done. Phoebe wondered if she ever took it off.
The color of her lips had captivated Phoebe. She wanted that lipstick all over her.
And so, instead of asking her opinion on that gift, Phoebe had decided to kiss her instead. How they ended up from there to now with Sibella fondling her was beyond Phoebe's comprehension, but she rather enjoyed it.
She liked that Sibella wanted her as much as she wanted Sibella. She had been worried, that Monty and Sibella's relationship was stronger than theirs or hers and Monty's, but now with Sibella kissing her, Phoebe felt secure in her relationship.
Phoebe's lips, now stained with Sibella's lipstick, moved to kiss at her throat, leaving lingering pecks of color all over Sibella's pale, porcelain skin.
Sibella moaned in satisfaction. She gripped Phoebe's hair tighter. Her other hand stroked Phoebe's thigh, and Phoebe felt her mouth water.
Phoebe suddenly found her hands unlacing Sibella's corset, pulling out the strings as fast as she could. Sibella laid back against the bed, pulling Phoebe down on top of her.
Phoebe's lips moved from Sibella's throat to her chest as she unlaced Sibella's corset. She could feel Sibella's heart beating rapidly beneath her skin, feeling how warm she was.
Sibella wrapped both arms around Phoebe's neck, pulling her closer.
Neither of them noticed the door opening. They just continued with their kissing and their touching. Their breathing had masked the sound of the door creaking.
Monty stood there, unable to tear his eyes away.
He knew it was rude of him to intrude, but he hadn't expected this to be the scene that he walked into. Usually, Sibella and Phoebe had been… more discrete in their intimacy, not that Monty minded. He was glad that his girls loved each other as well as him, but to see them together so intimately made him feel like he was witnessing something he shouldn't.
He shut the door, letting them have their moment. He was sure that there would be plenty of other times where he would be asked to join, but that this was not one of them.