Prompt: F/F smut with some of the one-off trilogy women gently, lovingly, going at it. Bonuses (all of which I met) asked for:

-backstory of how they met
-one of them being trans and comfortable with penetrating her partner, and
-the trans character being submissive.

Pairing: April May/Mimi Mini

Warning: Slight Dom/sub

"Mmmm..." April moaned softly, eyes sliding shut. "Mm..."

The hand at her throat squeezed, just a little, before sliding down across her chest, fingers dipping beneath her negligee briefly before cupping her over the fabric. It settled into a slow, firm pattern of rubbing and squeezing her left breast, sometimes backing off to roll her nipple between two fingers; a rough jolt of sensation in an otherwise more gradual build of heat. April lay still throughout, eyes shut, breath coming harder as the minutes passed.

"More," she breathed eventually. She knew just how enticing she looked, splayed out across the bed with her hands held above her head by those cute, fuzzy pink handcuffs she'd bought last week. She was panting a little: her cheeks would be flushed nearly as pink as her hair; as the cuffs; as the sheer negligee whose straps were pushed low on her shoulders, nearly baring her breasts, shading her body just enough to make anyone's mouth water. She bit her lower lip cutely, squirmed just a bit, and whimpered for attention: "Come on, baby, take what you want... You know I want to give it to you..."

"Heh, of course you do. But maybe I don't want it just yet." As she finally blinked her eyes open, April saw Mimi still frustratingly calm above her. She was still completely dressed, red hair still curled perfectly above her shoulders, still with that same lazy smirk of hers. Completely in control, as always. April couldn't help a little pout at the sight, and Mimi's lips curved higher.

"I mean it!" she snapped, giving up on the enticing tone. "I'm getting impatient! Hurry up already!"

Mimi just laughed, and switched her attentions over to April's right breast. She knew just how much pressure felt good, knew exactly how to control April's reactions. Just like she'd known how to talk to her from the start, so straightforward and confident.

"You're cute," she'd said. They had been sitting at the same bar, both getting hit on throughout the night, and April had played her usual game of stringing the richest, cutest men along to pay for all her drinks. Mimi had dealt with her own would-be suitors more harshly, shutting them down hard and drinking alone. "And you know how to use it, too. Everyone here is eating out of your hand."

"Aww, that's so sweet of you to say!" April had trilled, her hands clasping cutely before her in a way that squeezed her breasts together cutely, too. "There's so many nice people in this world, after all, and I just love making new friends."

She finished with a wink, and the bartender gulped audibly from across the counter. Mimi just smiled, slowly. She swallowed the last of her glass and stood up, blatantly looking April up and down.

"I'm not nice, and I'm not looking for a new friend," she said. "But I've got a very fast car and I'm a very good driver. Want to go for a ride?"

It had been months since then, and while the car was indeed fast, and Mimi could certainly ensure a good ride, that wasn't what kept April coming back again and again. She'd never had anyone she loved, before. She'd always manipulated men and women alike, turning the circumstances in her favor however she liked, using the charms she'd bought and paid for. Either it worked, and they fell under her spell, or it didn't and they got angry. She'd been able to handle both extremes every time, with only one notable exception in the form of Redd White. Still, with him long gone and her prison stint behind her, April had easily resumed her own shallow lifestyle.

But Mimi didn't let her get away with anything. She made no secret of the fact that she liked April, admitted so openly and confidently. She never fell for her manipulations, but instead of being upset, she seemed to genuinely admire her for them. When April eventually had to ask, Mimi had said, "I've pretended to be someone else, too. I don't think you're doing anything wrong. But I'm not interested in lying anymore."

She'd said, "I like you, April. I like everything I see."

April was good with people, more than anything else, but Mimi was smart. Not just cunning, but intelligent. She'd done time too, which made it hard for her to continue in her former field, but she'd switched gears and worked now in business with some success. She had been able to make something new after everything else fell apart. But she didn't judge April for anything she did, thought she was clever to play other people so well. Mimi didn't think she was a good person, and so she didn't care if April was a good person either. She didn't care if how she really was didn't match the expectations she created - whether physically or in her character. She just liked her, the true April who was smarter and nastier than most people ever saw, who was all woman regardless of what parts she had.

Nothing had ever made April want to change. She had no intention of making a career, or halting her usage of rich stupid men to pay her bills, or of getting any more surgeries done. She didn't want to be anything else than what she was - but Mimi didn't ask her to be anything else, either. Just to be with her. And it turned out that was something she had no desire to refuse. She didn't know what to call it, exactly... She wasn't really monogamous, but no one else mattered and they both knew it. This was her only relationship, even if they didn't call one another girlfriend or anything like that. Mimi was... the only person she loved.

Mimi was also very good at driving her crazy.

"Baby," April moaned, squirming more now. She knew she looked like a wet dream come true right now, knew it didn't matter one bit. Mimi's foot was on the pedal, and today she wanted to go slow. "Mimi, love, I need you right now. Please, let me, please..."

Mimi laid over her and kissed her. Deep, long, her breasts pressing down into April's own overstimulated chest, her knee on the bed and her thigh pressing up against her straining erection. She let April try to rub up against it, bit her lip and let her pant into her mouth, traced warm fingers down her sides and let her beg for more.

Then she pulled away entirely.

"You bitch," April snarled. Mimi laughed, and started to undress, laughing harder when April's tone abruptly changed: "Nevermind, I take it back, oh, Mimi. Slow down, let me watch."

"I thought you wanted me right now," Mimi grinned.

"But can't you strip a little sexier? I'm all tied up, I can't do anything about it if you tease me more," April complained. As desperate as she felt, she didn't know why she was trying to prolong her own torture - but Mimi looked so good and she wanted to watch so badly. "Let me see you touch yourself, I need to see you, baby..."

"You're so cute," Mimi smiled. Her eyes were dark and intent and she made no move to strip any slower. Somehow, the methodical way she peeled off her sweater and unclipped her bra, the matter-of-fact pulling down of her skirt and then her panties, was even hotter than lingering would have been. She went and put everything in the hamper before walking back across the bedroom, totally naked. "I don't want to touch myself when you're an option."

She rucked April's camisole up, hands sliding up her belly, fabric shoving up until it was caught around her armpits. Mimi kneeled over her waist and kissed at her breasts, licked and sucked and laved them with her tongue, all the while hovering tantalizingly close over where April needed her to be.

"You're no fair," April moaned, hips bucking up. Mimi squeaked when she bumped into her, composure finally crumbling. She followed her back down, settling her weight over April's crotch. Her panties were already straining to contain her, but the wet heat that settled over her had her crying out.

Mimi pressed down into her from every point, sliding up her body to kiss her again, wilder as her hips ground down. She was panting too, now.

"Baby, let me, let me, please," April mumbled between kisses. "You need it, I know you do, please Mimi..."

"Okay," Mimi gasped, finally sitting up. "Okay."

She had to stand up to get a condom, and April groaned out loud in frustration. Her hands were clenched so tightly around the headboard; she knew how to pop the cuffs off, after all, and it was taking every bit of strength she had not to do so. She shivered as Mimi finally, finally, pulled her panties down enough to let her erection spring free. The warmth of her hands sliding the condom on nearly had her crying.

Mimi flung the wrapper aside and climbed over her once again, knees trembling against her sides. Hovering there, she reached out a hand to April's mouth.

"Don't bite your pretty lips," she told her in a throaty voice. April let go of her lower lip to pull Mimi's finger in instead, diligently sucking on it, licking at the second finger that followed soon after. Mimi stared as if hypnotized as April worked over the digits in her mouth, luxuriating in the salt on her tongue.

Finally, she pulled away, fingers shining wetly. She reached down and used those same fingers to rub at herself, whimpering as she pressed them deep inside before dragging them slowly across her clit. She got caught up in rubbing back and forth there for a moment; April couldn't even protest, breath caught in her lungs at the sight.

There was nothing like the moment when Mimi finally sank down over her. The warmth surrounding her, the electric sensation racing up her spine; April could only gasp as Mimi sank all the way down to her hips in one long slide. Then she lifted herself up again, nearly to the tip, before sinking back down, penetrating herself again and again. April trembled beneath her, trying so hard to remain still that she felt as if every muscle were clenched with the effort. Finally, she couldn't help thrusting back, and Mimi cried out.

She pressed down on April's hip with one hand, the other going back to her clit to rub frantically as her slow slide transitioned into more desperate grinding, her hips jerking more and more out of time until she finally collapsed forward, moaning wordlessly. April gave up all effort at restraint then, bucking along with her lover as they both lost themselves completely to pleasure, gasping out of time together.

As she slowly came down afterwards, April's eyes slid shut in exhaustion. She kissed back when Mimi's lips found hers, but it was lazy on both their parts, slow and tender and tired. Eventually, Mimi sat up. She pulled herself off, took care of the condom, and unlocked the cuffs April felt too lazy to release herself from. Then she squirmed April's panties all the way down her legs, and helped her pull her camisole over her head. She stretched out across the bed and pulled April in to cuddle against her, dragging the sheet up over them so the sweat cooling on their skin wouldn't get too chilly.

This was new for April too. She'd never been with someone who took so much care with her throughout the entire encounter, even after sex was finished. Maybe that was simply because most of the time, she was so thoroughly in control from start to finish that she simply didn't need it; no one had ever bossed her around the way Mimi did, after all. Even if they thought they were, April generally led them around by the nose without their even realizing. Maybe that was why she felt so exhausted afterwards, with Mimi. It wasn't just from the submission, or even being seen so clearly and loved regardless. It was because, knowing that she was seen, knowing that she was loved and would be taken care of, she could let down all the walls she kept up so high the rest of her life. She could relax completely here, in Mimi's arms.

She wasn't sleepy at all, but she stayed there, eyes shut. She felt Mimi's hand stroking through her hair, Mimi's chest rising and falling beneath her arm. Felt her love, so simply and so clearly conveyed without words even being necessary.

April smiled, sated body and heart.