[NB, distinct lack of plot in this one due to it being almost entirely muff fluff. Sorry. (Not Sorry). Trying to keep in in character is a challenge…]
Accompanying soundtrack: The XX – "Do You Mind?" (Derek Walin Remix)
Tilly's eyes blinked in to life as a chink of sunlight which had been loitering on her pillow slowly moved round on to her face. She smiled as the first thing she remembered was the uneasy truce she'd struck with George the previous night.
She yawned and stretched, turning her head towards Jen who was still sound asleep. As Tilly looked, she felt grateful for the support and patience Jen had given her. Just being there, not necessarily even saying anything meant the world. She slid her arm round Jen's torso and pulled in closer, feeling the warmth as she wrapped herself around Jen's sleeping form, which stirred slightly at the touch. Sensing the obvious response, Tilly began to lightly run her hands over Jen's skin, tips of fingers tip-toeing with the gentlest of brushes, tracing lines down the side of her body and onwards over the hips and towards the inviting soft thighs.
Welcoming the electric touches Jen turned over, pushing herself into Tilly, wrapping her arms around the warm body next to her. Tilly gave her no time to settle in, pouncing on Jen's suddenly present lips. Tongues played with each other, danced like flames whilst their lips continued their fervent touch, eagerly brushing against each other. Tilly's hand were all over Jen as she ran a hand through Jen's hair, a gentle but determined grasp forced their lips even closer together, whilst her other hand travelled down along the length of Jen's back. Tilly momentarily broke off to breathe, before she grabbed hold of Jen's head and pulled her mouth back to kiss her intensely.
This wasn't the time for soft and gentle, she wanted Jen now, ferociously. Tilly moved swiftly from their arm-locked position, and seemed to jump on Jen's whole body, her weight pressing down on top, gently pinning her body to the bed. Jen was now very visibly engaged with the beautiful naked form above her.
"Well this is an ideal way to wake up in the morning!" Jen spoke softly, smiling.
Straddling Jen's waist, Tilly weaved her fingers into Jen's and brought their arms up in front of her, intertwined digits clasped she deftly pushed Jen's arms up and pushed them down to the pillow at the side of Jen's head. Tilly remained leaning over Jen, not allowing the pinned arms underneath her the freedom to move, although Jen didn't make much of an endeavour to free herself. Instead she looked at inviting breasts that were now so prominently before her face. She was inches away from being able to reach them with her tongue, but still tried, wiggling frantically to try and find a closer position.
"All you're doing is denying yourself," Jen smirked up at Tilly, licking her lips, the moisture sparkling from them as her tongue deliberately lazed around.
Tilly smiled casually, a smile that Jen knew would always lead to no good.
"This isn't for you, it's for me. You oh-so politely reminded me that I like to be in control too much," Tilly's words were raspy and low, fuelled by an immense inner desire to please her girl in a way they'd both get the most benefit from.
"I'm going to fuck you, hard, the way we both know you enjoy so much."
She'd been treated to something a bit different with the light restraint a few nights ago, a real intimate and delicious treat, but her indulgence now was intended to be purely vocal - shock and awe. Tilly's occasional use of vulgarity was mostly related to things which displeased her, as with most people. Jen was the one more likely to often swear, but Tilly's lusty suggestion made Jen's legs tremble in anticipation. If she'd have been stood up she'd have gone weak at the knees. Jen stared up into Tilly's eyes, gaze fixed. Tilly felt like she was just in the wickedest of moods, and wanted to shock and arouse simultaneously.
"Ungh…It sounds so unbelievably hot when you say things like that," Jen murmured, biting her bottom lip, her vulnerability showing through a little. She felt a warm glow between her legs. Tilly relaxed her arms slightly and lowered herself closer to Jen. Jen could feel the hot breath on her face and devilish eyes drilling in to her.
"Like what?" Tilly teased, her lips brushing against Jen's. "Like 'I'm going to fuck you until you're screaming in my face'?"
"Oh my God yes, I want to be screaming in your face." Jen swallowed hard, whilst shocking she loved the explicitness of the language and blinked rapidly several times, arousal levels sky-rocketing.
Tilly sighed, looking down at the compliant beauty underneath her, the temperature of both their bodies now significantly hotter than 5 minutes previously. It was obvious that Jen would be very willing to play the game with her – although she had no choice anyway. Tilly brought each one of her breasts down into Jen's mouth in turn, allowing Jen to slowly use her tongue to lick around each nipple, before flicking and gently nibbling each nipple. Tilly responded to the treatment with discernible moans, erect nipples clearly demonstrating her enjoyment, and eventually Jen took each nipple into her mouth and Tilly shuddered as the feelings of electricity passed through her body
Releasing her arms entirely, Tilly dropped herself fully on top of Jen, warm skin on skin, breasts happily now nestling against each other, as she forcibly moved her leg between Jen's, touching the light fluffy covering of hair that felt enticingly damp. Jen groaned softly at the contact, and Tilly applied more pressure with her leg, whilst she ravaged Jen's mouth with deep, searching kisses.
"Tell me you want me…" Tilly commanded quietly between kisses, "…to *kiss* fuck *kiss* you" *kiss*
"More than you can possible imagine," Jen replied, her voice waivered, her mouth dry with anticipation, she licked her lips as eyes lustfully stared back at Tilly with excitement.
"Wrong answer, try again," Tilly replied matter-of-factly, and ceased her kisses, pulling her body slightly up and away, but pressure firmly remained on Jen's wrists, still pressed into the soft pillow. The change in Tilly's angle had also further increased the pressure applied by her leg, although Tilly had purposely ensured this would happen anyway, as she rocked her body ever so slightly. Jen looked confused for a minute until her brain finally caught up. Tilly could hear Jen groan softly at the back of her throat, as her heart started to beat faster with the excitement.
"You're teasing me Tilly?" Jen said through a hushed voice, she snarled a little as she tried to maintain her breathing and focus. "Fuck me. Now!" Jen's instruction was clear and direct AND the right answer this time.
Tilly didn't waste a second as she threw her impassioned kisses back on Jen, and slowly moved her hips in a circular motion with the intent to stir up enraptured feelings deep inside her. Tilly inhaled deeply the smell of Jen's skin, her perfume lingered tantalisingly on the long soft neck in front of her, and it was impossible not to rain down sharp, blunt kisses. Tilly released one of her hands and slid it behind Jen's head, pulling her in closer, burying her head into her neck. The actions of Jen's body mirrored Tilly's, intense pressure against each other brought forward a swell of feelings and delights. Tilly could feel the dampness between Jen's legs turn into wetness without yet even having had the joy of touching her.
"Miss Gilmore," Tilly purred, "Your lack of self-control is mouth-watering. I shall be tasting it shortly." At the words Jen crumpled slightly beneath her.
Tilly admired Jen's impressive figure and slowly ran her hands up and down before they returned to browse around Jen's soft breasts, her fingers glanced across erect nipples. As much as she would have loved to continue the tease, there was an urgency that both of them needed to be fixed. One of Tilly's hands remained on Jen's breast whilst the other traced a firm path downwards, not wanting to tickle, and she shuffled her hips slightly to allow better access.
Tilly ran one of her slender fingers gently rubbing across Jen's warm, wet clit, more than anything to gauge the reaction, but she knew what the reaction would be already. Jen offered her some burbled groans of appreciation, and after only a few strokes Tilly's fingers moved towards Jen's beckoning, shimmering entrance. Exquisitely inviting it begged for further attention, and Tilly thrust two fingers inside, slowly moving them in and out. Jen could only expel a strangled "Fuck yes!" and further noises of unabashed delight. It wasn't delicate, and it wasn't hearts and flowers, but it was never intended to be. It was supposed to be raw, and passionate and dirty. As Tilly picked up the pace she now furiously began to thrust her fingers into Jen, Jen's breathing quickened and her moaning increased accordingly. Her body writhed and danced at the touch, but after only a short time Tilly broke the contact, much to Jen's immense frustration.
"No!" Jen whined, she frowned at the withdrawal of Tilly's fingers, but Tilly brought her hand back up and placed a wet finger across Jen's lips to silence her. Jen could taste herself on the hushing finger and she shuddered.
"I want to taste you. Would you like me to taste you?" Tilly enquired, a quirked eyebrow innocently belying the content of the suggestion. She removed her finger from across Jens mouth and Jen licked her lips and nodded approvingly.
"Wrong answer…you have not learned" Tilly frowned, her face stern and displeased. Jen bit her lip and remembered Tilly was in a teasing mood, but she ached for the touch and she wasn't prepared to allow those nimble fingers to keep away for long.
"Just fucking get your tongue down there!" Jen growled at Tilly, as she placed her hands on Tilly's shoulders and pushed her down.
Not phased in the slightest by Jen's obvious annoyance, Tilly grinned, eyes charged with desire, before she broke eye contact and looked at the unrestrained moistness below. There was no time for contemplation, and Tilly repositioned slightly and pushed her arms around Jen's back, drawing her hands down, nails gently clawing into the skin before they stopped to rest somewhere between her hips and the top of her buttocks. Jen sighed at the touch and the anticipation which she struggled to contain.
Tilly's tongue darted between Jen's parted lips and she knew that she had found one of the things she adored most, something she thought about time and time again, and just that thought alone sent pulses racing round Tilly's body. Jen's lips were coated in juices from the previous, albeit brief intrusion, and as Tilly slowly ran her tongue over the soft wet flesh, Jen groaned loudly. The groans continued ever louder, filling the air in the room as Tilly used her tongue more adeptly, with speed and accuracy, not caring to provide a gentle caress, as her hands gripped harder into Jen's flesh.
As Tilly used the tip to penetrate Jen, she seemed to flood with wetness, which only drove Tilly on further with her attention. One of Jen's hands was firmly buried in Tilly's hair, and idly played with the short strands but occasionally ineffectively tried to direct Tilly's head as the other gripped the bed sheets in some misguided attempt to hold on. Tilly could feel the fingers in her hair, fingers which occasionally gripped and tugged in reaction to the sensations she experienced, which only inspired Tilly to push her tongue inside even further, followed by a quick return of her fingers to the soaked party between Jen's legs as she alternated between long and short strokes. Jen could do little but squeal with delight, chest rising and falling with the shortness of breath, she fought all she could to hold back to prolong her enjoyment, much to Tilly's mild annoyance. Keen to capitalise on the way Jen had responded to her earlier encouragement, Tilly redeployed her less than polite use of language.
"Come on Jen, Fucking come for me now!" It was an order and not a question this time. Tilly focused all her energy back to her fingers and tongue, driving deep inside to seek out the deepest recesses of pleasure.
A flood of electricity began to race around Jen's body, rapidly intensified to the point at which she thought it would be impossible to remain conscious. Her breathing slowed, an indication of the calm before the storm. The muscles in her buttocks ached from being clenched tightly, as she waited for the pleasure to finally push her over the edge.
Sensing the storm about to break, Tilly released her lips and quickly slid back up to level her face with Jen, fingers still frantic in their exceptionally accurate activity. Jen tasted herself briefly on Tilly's lips before finally surrendered her entirety as the combination of speed, pressure and the vulgarity of Tilly's words left her helpless to resist, which allowed her to come quickly and loudly, and as promised screaming in Tilly's face, waves passed over her entire body before shuddering eventually to a decisive halt. It was only when Tilly heard Jen's laboured breaths and felt a torrent of juices run down the inside of her thighs that Tilly finally ceased her fingers.
"Holy shit," was about all Jen could muster to show her gratefulness. Her mind swirled with the intensity and the shocking speed at which she'd been so quickly moved from snoozing, to being easily overpowered and fucked hard. It was nothing short of fantastic.
Tilly moved herself delicately off Jen, and rolled down to her side, an arm left carelessly draped across Jen's stomach, which still rolled up and down with heavy breathing. Tilly's other hand was loitering around her mouth, she gently licked her fingers, as if she'd not already tasted enough. She sighed.
"Delicious, you are delicious. Every single inch of you." Tilly muttered, as she swept in to place renewed, but less frantic kisses on to the slowly recovering woman beside her.