A/N 1: This features g!p with futa!Andy, and Miranda knows about it without being told because of their pheromones. So if it's not your cuppa, give it a miss. Appreciate and look forward to constructive feedback.
A/N 2: There will be a lot of hot, nasty, sex, so beware.
All standard disclaimers apply.
Revendiqué
Every day of these past five months that Andy has spent in the townhouse she's been greeted with all kinds of smells – on some days it's the smell of Cara's cooking, on some days it smells like Miranda - a mixture of sandalwood, myrrh, bergamot and something mystical Andy can never quite put her finger on, on some days it smells like strawberry and mint from when Caroline and Cassidy wash their hair and on rare occasions Andy almost orgasms to the smell of her lover baking cakes.
Andy has still not gotten used to coming back from work and being greeted by the smells of a home, but this was ordained right from the beginning, as soon as they had set eyes on each other. They had smelled their true selves right from the very first moment.
It had been torture for Andy and Miranda to be around each other. Miranda had tried to establish her dominance right from the start – calling her Andrea much to Andy's chagrin, making her run odd errands, making her life a living hell and what not – just to send out a message, telling her that even if in their world Andy was the Alpha, in this world Miranda was in charge.
However the smells and the attraction and the need of wanting each other hadn't helped through all the months and then Paris had happened. Seeing Miranda so broken and sad was something Andy's body couldn't process anymore and she had finally taken the first step and spent the night with Miranda – nurturing her both physically and emotionally, making blossom at last. That had been the beginning of it all.
Tonight as Andy turns the knob of the townhouse a distinct smell hits her olfactory senses and sends a jolt through her body, especially to the packed member in her trousers as it immediately starts to strain against her satin panties and her need to follow the scent trail intensifies. In an instant her need to mate reaches its zenith. Her omega is in heat.
It's Miranda's first heat without suppressants, Andy had begged Miranda to not take them just this once and see how they could spice up their love life even more as a consequence of it, they'd figured the chances of Miranda getting pregnant would be low given her age so this would be harmless.
The townhouse is eerily quiet as the twins are with their father for the week, but just as Andy takes one step towards Miranda's bedroom a shrill desperate moan pierces into the silence. Andy's member twitches again as she inhales more of her omega's scent.
She sprints the rest of the distance to the master bedroom and stops short at the view before her. The door to Miranda's (and now their) bedroom is left ajar, there is only a dim yellow light illuminating the room and it's occupant in a hazy glow. In the middle of the king sized four poster bed is Miranda, stark naked with her legs spread and back arched, one hand fondling her pert breasts and the other pumping in and out of her glistening core. Andy cannot quite see her face from this angle but if the raw moans are any indication of Miranda's state Andy bets Miranda is this close to cumming.
Andy can't believe how hard she is, she almost is sure her hard on has torn the fabric of her panties, so without wasting a moment she starts unbuttoning her trousers as she walks towards the bed, almost like a predator with a purpose.
Before Miranda can have the pleasure of cumming Andy stills her fingers and Miranda whimpers out, her body writhing against Andy's. Andy gets on top of Miranda, her cock free of its' restraints as it rubs up against Miranda's core as she whispers into Miranda's ears
"Who allowed you to pleasure yourself, slut?" Andy emphasizes on the last word knowing how it turns Miranda on.
Miranda moans almost painfully "I—I couldn't wait-please" she rubs her pussy against Andy's cock and blushes before she utters a desperate "fuck me!"
Andy kisses one of Miranda's breasts and purrs "Such a wanton little slut, aren't you?" Andy asks with purpose as she thrusts only the tip of her cock into Miranda's glistening core. It takes all of her self control to not ram her entire length into Miranda's tight welcoming and warm core. Miranda whimpers as her scent fills the room getting to Andy's head, driving her crazy with unbridled lust.
"I need you-Andy-pleaseeeee" Miranda begs, which she does a lot in bed, except this raw immediate need is far too much for Andy to bear and she thrusts her entire length, except for her knot into Miranda's core.
Miranda's body rises from the bed tensing, forming the perfect arch as she stops breathing momentarily, her hands clawing at the expensive cotton sheets, her toes curling as a sharp strangled cry releases from her throat. Miranda's core clenches around Andy's thick shaft as she cums all over it, her body shaking with an orgasm. Andy's already hard member throbs growing inside Miranda's cunt in heat.
Andy starts thrusting into her frantically losing all sense of time and space, the need to be enveloped in Miranda's core is all encompassing and she holds onto the bed post while she feasts on Miranda's breasts leaving angry marks and bruises in their wake.
There are days reserved for that tender loving, to thrive in each other's love, to lose themselves for hours in each other's eyes and arms, but not tonight. Tonight, everything is about the raw, passionate lust.
This is the first heat when Miranda is not on suppressants and just the thought of it makes Andy drill into Miranda's sweet, dripping cunt just a bit rougher. Miranda's moans fill the room along with the sound of their bodies clapping together.
And then—then with one feral growl Andy thrusts deeper, stretching Miranda's core to the hilt as her knot penetrates it. For a moment Miranda literally sees stars in front of her eyes as her clenched fists go white and she all but howls out in pain and pleasure. Andy's knot fits perfectly inside her core, thick and tight, throbbing inside as Miranda's warm pussy envelopes it.
Andy clutches both of Miranda's hands, putting it above her head "Open your eyes baby" she whispers against Miranda's ears as Miranda obeys. Her eyes flutter open, they are darker and glazed over with lust as their gazes meet and Andy slowly starts to thrust again inside her. Each one is painful and Miranda's pussy pulls Andy's cock further in, penetrating her cervix walls.
Andy bends down to kiss Miranda's lips as they stare at each other and she keeps thrusting, her knot filling up Miranda's pussy to the hilt, throbbing and growing every moment, Andy knows she's on the brink of her climax and then with another thrust her cock hits Miranda's walls who starts cumming as she squirts out juices - her eyes rolling back, body writhing and spasming from orgasm after orgasm and that is enough for Andy's cock to give one last jerk before it starts cumming inside Miranda's womb - squirting out ropes and ropes of warm thick seed as they moan and pant.
Miranda's pussy milks out each and every drop as Andy keeps cumming and cumming while they continue kissing frantically. Finally as Andy's cock finally stops to ejaculate she flips them to the side, trying to get her weight off of her lover's body even as they stay entwined. Their bodies are sweaty and they are desperately in need of a shower but Andy knows Miranda will be writhing with need soon again as long as she is in her heat, even if her pussy feels awfully sore, so she loses all thoughts of a shower as she lets slumber claim her, her knot still deep inside an already asleep Miranda's pussy.
Did I say sex ? xP