"Ya know, service here nowadays really sucks ass," Flare said, sitting on the window seal.
"Well, it's not like we're living in a resort," Thrin mumbled, standing the weight scale, her hair wet and only wearing a minty green bath towel.
"I'm just saying that the showers are shit," Flare smirked, playing with a piece of her dark, dark blue hair. She was dressed in her lingerie; black lace bra with matching panties and black flowered mesh stockings.
"Although, if it were just the two of us the cold water wouldn't be so bad," she said, smirking and winking.
"When is Blitz ever coming back?" Thrin rolled her eyes and checked her weight.
"DAMMIT!"she shouted, throwing the scale across the room.
Flare jumped.
"Fuck, what's with you?" she growled.
Thrin turned back to her and blushed.
"Um, nothing!" she said.
Flare grinned.
"How much?"
Thrin blinked.
"What?" she said, still blushing.
Flare grinned even more.
"You can tell me."
She licked her lips and pounced on Thrin, pinning her against the wall.
"B-blitz," Thrin said, shivering.
"No…Blitz isn't here now..." Flare smiled, taking Thrin's head in her hand and bringing her close to her chest.
She wrapped her arms around Thrin and dragged her onto the bed.
"But I'm here…"
Flare sat on top of Thrin, grinning her mischievous Flare grin.
"Let's fuck," she said lustfully.
Thrin's eyes widened.
"What?! N-no!" she cried, trying to shove Flare off her.
"Hmmm, you're right," Flare mumbled, pouting and still sitting on top of Thrin.
"It's too early for fucking. Buuuut…" she grinned and pinned Thrin's arms down, not allowing her to escape.
"There's other things we can do."
Flare pressed her lips roughly on Thrin's, shoving her warm and wet tongue in her mouth. Thrin struggled to escape, but Flare's strength kept her pinned down.
As Flare continued frenching Thrin, she unwrapped her towel and pulled back. Saliva dripped from her tongue as she caressed Thrin's breasts.
"Your breasts are soft and gooey," she said, licking Thrin's bosom.
"Mine might be bigger than yours, but their too firm."
Flare slid her hand down Thrin's body until she reached her vagina. She petted the black hair on it while Thrin just sat there, blushing and shocked at what she did.
Flare slid two of her fingers inside and felt around.
"F-flare…" Thrin said, shaking with pleasure.
She pulled her fingers out and licked some of the fluid off her fingers.
"Tasty."
Flare smirked.
"I could go for some milk, though…"
She pressed her lips on one of Thrin's nipples and began to suck.
"Ahhhh," Thrin sighed, enjoying this.
Flare grinned as she felt wet, warm, breast milk in her mouth. She cheerfully continued sucking.
"Flare-chan…I can't… take it anymore…" Thrin moaned.
Flare stopped sucking, whipping white breast milk off her face.
"I suppose," she said, undoing her bra and tossing it across the room. She rolled over next to Thrin and wrapped her in her arms.
"Are you still no going to tell me?" Flare asked. She licked Thrin's face and nuzzled her cheek.
Thrin shook her head blankly.
"No…"
"Too bad," Flare laughed, turning out the light.
Thrin was silent.
"129….it was 129…" she mumbled, falling asleep in Flare's arms.
"Good…my sweet…"