I know, I know, I know (see what I did there?), I'm horrible at updating, but hopefully this will ease the patient people waiting for me to update "Our Trees". I'm currently working on the next chapter of it because I finally have enough motivation to do it. And review and comments are always nice. C:
"Sara lost a bet, so don't freak"
Lindsey looked at the bright pink sticky note stuck on the door. She peeled it off and crumbled it in her fist then dropped it in her purse to dispose of it later as she searched for the keys to the locked door, wondering what the hell Tegan made Sara do as punishment for losing this bet. She quietly opened the door, just in case the thing that Tegan made Sara do had to be quiet, and heard quiet whimpering come from the living room.
Curious, Lindsey carefully set down her bag by the door's frame then quietly shut the door behind her, grimacing as she turned the knob and felt all the mechanics in the door silently fall into place. She quietly unlaced her boots and placed them neatly on the rug by the door as the whimpering from the living room turned into slight moaning. It sounded like Tegan's light moans from which were oh so familiar. She turned around and quietly tiptoed her socked feet down the hall with the, she swore, creakiest floorboards she's ever endured.
She crept around the corner to see the back of the couch, with Tegan's head hung over the arm, facing the ceiling as she clenched her eyes and had a bare leg thrown over the back. Lindsey stopped in her tracks and leaned against the door frame. She finally realized what was going on, but as the note said her not to do, she wasn't "freaking out". It turned her on and she wasn't ashamed to admit it to herself. She smiled as she shifted her weight back onto both her feet instead of the door frame and calmly walked across the carpeted floor, delicately making her way to the back of the couch.
Lindsey looked over the back of the furniture to see Tegan laid out on her back, shirt still on but pants on the floor beside the couch with Sara's head bobbing between her spread legs. Lindsey felt a smirk creep across her face along with the moisture in her own pants, watching Sara's head move along with her arm, most likely having her fingers inside Tegan by how Tegan responded to Sara's actions.
She let her body slowly increase its weight on the puffiness of the furniture, not all at once to prevent the women in front of her from noticing her presence, just gladly observing what was happening before her. Lightly tracing circles on the thick fabric of the sofa, she watched how her girlfriend was enjoying herself. The familiar straining of her neck, and eyebrows slightly furrowed surely gave it away. Lindsey rested her chin upon her hand which was supported by her propped up elbow. Drawing impatient, she wanted to see Sara make Tegan go over the edge but Sara was not getting there quick enough for her taste.
"She likes it when you bite her gently…" Lindsey dreamily offered as she continued with the tracing of circles but now on the smooth skin of Tegan's leg beside her.
Lindsey knew Sara must've complied with her comment when she saw Tegan's eyes flash open in shock of Lindsey's presence then roll back and flutter shut as Sara brought her over the edge. Lindsey smiled as she felt the muscle under her touch tighten then release and watched her arch her back, putting her hips forward into Sara's mouth more. Lindsey patted Tegan's leg gently as she watched her girlfriend come down from her orgasm and Sara clean up the mess that was made before slowly departing to the kitchen to go settle her hungry stomach with a sandwich and the pride of a job well done.