Super short chapter dedicated to the horny and the sexually frustrated, you know who you are.
The two women couldn't get home and get the clothes off of one another fast enough. What ever had been lost in the crossfire of recent events was quickly found again as they shut their bedroom door to the outside world. All that mattered to them was each other. Kissing, biting, and touching were all complete with sighs and quiet moans.
"I've missed you." Dottie breathed, running her hands down Peggy's hot soft back as Peggy wrapped her lips around her hardened nipple. She ran her tongue over it and Dottie shuddered beneath her. Then she looked up at the blonde, "Do you want to bet that I missed you more?" Peggy's hand ran down past Dottie's abs, and to her inner thigh, where she caressed her. Dottie smiled, "I don't think you did, Pegs." Peggy raised an eyebrow and kept watch on Dottie as her hand found its way to her hot centre, where she continued to rub. Dottie shook her head, pressing her red lips together, "Nope. I'm not seeing it, yet." Peggy laughed, "You won't be seeing anything but that, when I'm through with you, my dear." She increased the pressure, rubbing in circles and watching Dottie's face grow more pleasured, "Is that a threat, Agent Carter?" she sighed. Peggy tilted her head, "It's a promise." She said before moving down. The blonde gasped slightly at the contact and turned her head to the side, gripping the sheets as Peggy worked her. Peggy watched her lover's bare chest rise and fall in response to her moving tongue. She made to lift her head and make a teasing remark, but Dottie looked at her, completely deadpan and shook her head before pushing Peggy's head back down with one hand. Peggy couldn't help but smile; Dottie was now keeping a grip on her dark curls and was rocking her hips slowly in rhythm with her.
"Oh...Peggy, yes." She moaned softly, her grip tightening on Peggy's head. The Englishwoman closed her eyes and hummed in response, before inserting two fingers, causing Dottie to swear in Russian, before biting her bottom lip. It probably shouldn't, but everything Dottie had just done turned Peggy on even more for some reason. As Peggy sped up, Dottie was finding it harder and harder to stay quiet, and oh God, the look Peggy was giving her right now. She felt herself reaching a climax, and her whole body began to tense, her head pushing back into luxury pillows. It was a good thing the walls weren't thin here like they were back in New York, because anyone next door would've easily heard the loud cries Dottie let out as she came.
Peggy licked her fingers with a smile before crawling back up to Dottie and kissing her. Dottie was still catching her breath, so the kiss was short, but when it broke, she looked at Peggy hazily and nodded, "You were right, I think you missed me." Peggy smiled fondly, "I love you, Dorothy Underwood."
Dottie was quick to regain her composure, and when she did, she was on top of Peggy before she could even finish the sentence. Peggy shut her eyes blissfully, letting the fine woman on top of her shower her with kisses. Dottie made sure she spent plenty of time appreciating Peggy and showing her how grateful she was for the night they just had, and she slowly brought her to her own loud finish. It was music to her ears, and she had said that since the very first night they spent together.
She watched the hot mess which was Peggy Carter try to compose herself again, and she felt her mouth stretch into an honest to god smile, "I love you too Peggy Carter." Peggy laughed despite her lack of oxygen, "I would bloody hope so, given that performance."
It wasn't long before they went for a round 2, and then a round 3. Such nights were why both women loved being women, and loved being with each other.
When they both tired out completely, they relaxed in each other's arms, despite the heat of both them and the Californian night. Colour had filled both their cheeks, bright red. It was easy to fall asleep that night, comforted by the presence of one another and a single cool sheet.
Unfortunately, the ease of sleep did not come without a price to Peggy Carter who woke not much longer after, breathing rapidly, heart beating hard against her chest like a kick drum. Dottie was a light sleeper and immediately came to her aid, soothing and shushing Peggy who had begun crying. The blonde had fully expected Peggy to have some sort of night terror. As much as she put it to the back of her mind during the day while she had plenty of distractions, there was no getting away from, or just forgetting what had happened when it came to the night time. She held onto her now calming sweetheart and stroked her soft chestnut hair until her eyes shut and her breathing levelled out again. Dottie sighed softly, settling back down and shutting her own eyes, it would take time.
