She was awoken by the lingering touch of a hand. It was soft and gentle, exploring the top of her body. And then she felt a few fingers tickle away the longer strands of her hair behind her head. A pair of delicate lips laid a sweet kiss onto the nape of her neck.

"Good morning, my love." She was greeted with the most soothing of voices—something she could easily hear every single morning for the rest of her life.

She couldn't help but smile, her eyes still shut in the moment. "Good morning, Cupcake."

Her lover's gentle touch circled her abs a few times and snaked its way up to one of her breasts. Caitlyn gave her chest a light squeeze and rolled her thumb over Vi's pierced nipple. Another kiss was laid onto her from behind.

"Someone's touchy," Vi quoted. It had almost been a year since they'd had that talk—that sex—but Vi remembered it vividly. It was the first time she admitted her craving to her wife, and now, they were set to indulge on a weekend full of it.

"Maybe I just want to enjoy my wife on this fine morning."

Vi chuckled. "You woke me up and immediately got me turned on."

Caitlyn kneaded harder at Vi's chest, now lightly pulling at her pierced nipple. "I appreciate the honestly." She kissed between Vi's shoulder blades.

Vi could feel her heart rate pick up, as blood rushed throughout her body. She couldn't help but coax her wife's pursuit by pushing her hips back towards the warm body behind her. She felt another kiss. And another. And then a slight bite, her lover's teeth tenderly pulling at her skin. Shivers rang down Vi's spine.

She groaned at the expanding heat inside of her. Her wife's slender body pressed up against her back, slowly rocking into her, caused for Vi to want more of her partner. And Caitlyn's hands only became more demanding.

"Fuck." Vi felt the heat start to develop in her center and took a few deep breaths through her nose.

"Indeed, I will," Caitlyn purred into her partner's skin.

"That's not what I meant, Smart-Ass." The woman behind her pinched her nipple as a response and made Vi's world start to spiral out of control. She'd only been awake for a few minutes, and now she had such an intense desire to have sex. "I'm supposed to be fucking you, remember?" She said, trying to keep her voice somewhat composed but failing and letting it falter off into a gasp.

"Who says I'm the only one getting fucked this weekend?" Caitlyn greedily grabbed at her wife's breast, squeezing it hard, while grazing another nibble onto her lover's back.

"Caitlyn..." Vi squirmed at the attention she was getting. She tried pushing back against the woman laying behind her, wanting more contact. She knew, though, it was as much as she could do. Caitlyn had learned how to drive her up the walls and made sure Vi would regret it, if she didn't behave herself. All Vi could do was grip at the covers laying in front of her, restraining herself from making the wrong move.

"Use your words, Darling." She pinched her nipple again. "What do you want?"

After a small whimper, Vi replied, "You."

"Be more specific."

"Touch me." Vi wasn't trying to play hard-to-get; she just wanted any sort of stimulation. Anything other than what her wife was doing now, because she was in fact being riled up more than what she could manage.

"Where?"

"Is this an interrogation or—" She was cut off by the sudden sharpness felt on one of her shoulder blades. "Caitlyn, ow!" Her wife had nipped her harder than usual, causing Vi to flinch. And surprisingly enough, it had worked. Vi felt her breath hitch and the area between her legs produce more damp warmth. She shuddered.

"Where?" Caitlyn insisted again, now giving light kisses around the area she'd just marked.

Vi whimpered in response, growing restless with all of the teasing. She wanted her wife to ignite the sparked flame inside of her—to be inside her and to touch every part of her center. The heat between their bodies had been rising far too long for Vi's liking. She simply pushed her body back as much as she could against her partner.

It was becoming torturous as to how Caitlyn was treating her. She was working hard on Vi's sensitive nipple, playing with the piercing. And to add to it all, she'd already left quite a few marks on Vi's back and shoulders.

"We can stay here all day, if you want." She ground her hips into Vi. "Or you can get what you want."

Vi was done. She took her wife's busy hand from her chest and escorted it down to the hem of her briefs. It seemed like a decent advancement to make at that moment, until Caitlyn started touching around her abdomen, playing with the hem of her underwear but not venturing any further south.

"You're such a fucking tease," Vi whined. Her hips impatiently shifted up towards her partner's touch.

"And you're not explaining to me where you want to be touched," she whispered into Vi's ear, before laying claim to her wife's open neck.

"You're so stubborn."

"Is it me, or is it the one squirming around and not telling me?"

"When did you get so assertive? I come in you one time and—" She stopped mid-sentence, knowing well what Caitlyn was about to do if she continued. The woman over her neck was already started to dig her teeth in more forcefully. Vi could feel a moan slip from from her throat.

She was done with the teasing. Her hips were desperately grinding for contact, bucking against her lover's wandering hand. Vi impatiently gripped her wife's wrist and shoved it down into her underwear. "Caitlyn, I swear if you don't get inside me right now—"

Her world spun. The sweet feeling of her partner's touch ignited something in her mind, and Vi's eyes rolled into the back of her head. Her wife had laid a gentle stroke across her entrance and gave her clit a few stimulating touches. She lingered on the swelling bud for a minute, coaxing Vi into a deeper state of pleasure.

"Cait..." she mumbled in a whining groan, obviously wanting more. Vi gripped at the sheets, while her hips made themselves busy with trying to force Caitlyn's hand further down. And still, the circling continued to tease her into insanity.

Her wife finally decided to prop herself over Vi, getting into a better position. It was a sign that Vi would possibly get what she wanted soon. Of course, though, there still was some teasing to be done, before Caitlyn would fuck Vi the way she wanted.

She began laying waste to her lover's neck, leaving bruising marks across Vi's collar bone and chest. The woman on top still ensured some contact with her partner's center as well, coating her fingers with the slickness from Vi's outer folds. The whimpers from Vi only grew louder and more demanding, and finally, Caitlyn answered her partner's calls of desperation.

"What do you want me to do to you, Violet?" She whispered in the most quiet yet seductive tones. Her voice was honeyed with a sultry hum, breathing into her lover's hot skin.

"Please, just fuck me," Vi pleaded back. "I want you inside me. Fuck me."

With her wife's hopeless begging, Caitlyn complied and tucked a couple of fingers in. Vi's core burned with such a gratifying jolt of pleasure. She felt her world spin, her eyes starting to wander up into the back of her head once again. She couldn't help but grind into her partner's working hand. The rhythmic motion of Caitlyn's fingers was enough to satisfy Vi's wish for touch at the moment she'd begged, but now, she desired more. She wanted to be ignited—to have her eyes roll all the way into the back of her skull, as her wife lay waste to her in whatever way she fancied.

She was clawing at Caitlyn's back, pulling their warm bodies together, when she couldn't help but beg for more. With her breathing heavy, she panted into one of her partner's ears, "More, Caitlyn. I need more."

Caitlyn gave a rewarding kiss to Vi's neck for communicating. "How so?"

"Faster," was the only word she could muster. Her whimpers started to turn to moans, and Caitlyn eased herself into a steady rhythm of pumping her two digits in and out of her wife. Vi could feel herself gripping at her partner's fingers. Her walls caved around them and absorbed so much stimulation. With her arms wrapped around Caitlyn, Vi's hold on her wife wound itself tighter, as she started to lose control over her body.

"Fuck," she gasped.

"What is it, Babe?" Caitlyn panted, still making work of her partner's center.

"You feel so good," Vi groaned back in bliss.

She could then feel her wife's speed increase, giving her harder and longer strokes. Everything about the way her wife touched her was so perfect and all Vi needed. She could feel herself tightening around Caitlyn's fingers, and the minutes of rhythmic thrusting had brought her so close. She felt that spark grow into a small fire, now ready to erupt into a full, blazing ember. Her eyes were practically looking into the top of her skull, and her mouth lay agape. No words or sounds surfaced in her throat; she couldn't muster up anything but panting breaths of ecstasy.

And her world came crashing down in a series of orgasmic episodes. It wasn't a full, single eruption, but rather, a pulse of various jolts of pleasure that rang throughout her body. She could feel her thighs get coated in her wetness, as Caitlyn still kept up her rhythm, forcing more blissful feelings to surface in her center. The intensity of it all brought Vi to the edge of the bed. She squirmed away from her wife, overly stimulated and trying to come down from her extreme highs. Her muscles were twitching and trembling all over, and her chest heaved all of the air it could take in.

Caitlyn had accepted that her lover was finished, not chasing after her. Instead, she was quick to wipe off her slicked hand and pull herself next to Vi's hot, quivering body. She held the woman with such tender love and laid a few, sweet kisses to her lover's shoulder.

"God, you're good at that," Vi stated, still somewhat winded.

"Thank you," Caitlyn returned, a little simper creeping across her lips. She buried her face into the side of her partner, taking in the sweet scent of her and feeling the smooth skin brush against her forehead.

Vi let her have the moment. It was quiet and peaceful, especially after coming down from her high. She wouldn't want to be anywhere else. And so they lay there for a few minutes—Vi cradled in her tall wife's grasp. She felt at ease—at home. And she could have easily nodded off, if it weren't for needing to get herself cleaned up.

They'd enjoyed the moment together for some time, until Vi had to unfortunately remove herself. "I have to get cleaned up, Cupcake." She lay a sweet peck to her lover's forehead. "And then it's your turn."

"You better hurry up then," Caitlyn teased back.


Vi was quick to finish her business in the bathroom. She'd emerged with the strap-on already harnessed, as well, jumping onto the bed with a new hunger burning in her eyes. There weren't many courting kisses laid onto Caitlyn this time. After their first round, Vi knew her wife was more than wet, and she only wanted to seek some sort of teasing revenge. With their toy ready and protruding from Vi's hips, there was no reason to wait any more time. They were about five kisses in when the woman on top guided the strap into her lover, pushing fully in and sliding to the hilt.

Caitlyn let out a small, gasping moan at the strap's full length laying in her. Vi's mind was buzzing, her hips already starting to want to rock her appendage in and out of her wife, but she didn't let herself quite yet. Instead, she gave one large, readjusting pump in and out of her partner, before laying herself deep inside, reaching back behind to the syringe and unloading everything prematurely.

"Vi!" Caitlyn scoffed. The feeling of the warmth leaking into her was so rewarding, but she hadn't been even close to her peak. It would have been better used to send her over the edge, but her wife thought otherwise this morning.

"A little payback for all of that teasing," she whispered into Caitlyn's ear. Vi gave a few thrusts in and out of her lover, before stopping one last time. "It's okay, Cupcake. We have all weekend."

The woman under her was squirming, lifting her waist towards the ceiling and trying to generate some sort of friction. Her partner's play of payback had worked on her. She wanted more, and Vi could tease her back for being so desperate.

"Vi, just fuck me already," her lover groaned.

"Hmm..." she hummed back. "Sounds a bit familiar?" Vi gave a few thrusts into her wife but didn't start any rhythm.

Clawing at her partner's back, Caitlyn tried pulling their bodies together. Her hips were bucking, crying out for more pleasure to be delivered to her core. "For fuck's sake, Violet!"

Vi leaned down, leaving a few nibbles around her right ear, and whispered into it, "Tell me what you want, Cupcake. Why should I even fuck you this morning?"

She was whimpering. Her hands had slid down to Vi's waist, trying to coax them to move with her. It was obviously unsuccessful at conjuring up enough friction for pleasure, so Caitlyn gave in. "Put a baby in me, Violet. I just—"

The woman on top started a rewarding tempo with her hips, rocking the strap steadily in and out. It wasn't quite what her partner had wanted, but it was something, nonetheless. Vi had gathered her wife's hands from behind her, and pinned them over her head onto the pillows. "You just what?"

"I just..." She gasped at the spark forming in her center.

Her pace slowed even more, and she started laying waste to her lover's open neck. "Tell me, Baby," she breathed into her partner's soft skin.

A groaning moan had surfaced in Cait's throat. There was so much happening at once—such blissful feelings that couldn't erupt yet—and she couldn't contain the shivers that ran down her spine or the twitching muscles around her center. Caitlyn enjoyed the teasing, more than her partner ever could. She liked the feeling of being pinned and forced into the agony of waiting for her build up and release. It came at a cost, though. Sometimes she could barely contain herself, wanting to push Vi off and finish on her own. But after their many years together, her wife had figured out how much was just enough to edge her to her limits.

Vi gave one hard thrust and laid herself fully inside her lover again. "Tell me what you were going to say, Cupcake." It was almost like she was starting to plead, wanting to hear all of her partner's thoughts. She wanted to feel the buzz ring through her mind of all that Caitlyn wanted, to hear her wife's sweetened voice carry words of their lust for one another.

"I just need you to get me pregnant."

There the statement was; something so simple yet so heavy in its words. Caitlyn needed her to get her pregnant. Vi knew they both wanted it, but for Caitlyn to admit to needing Vi to impregnate her, it sent her head in a full spiral of euphoria.

Vi was quick to leave a last nip on her wife's neck, before giving her lover everything she desired. Caitlyn needed this, and Vi was set to deliver it all to her.

Vi's hips pulled and pushed the strap-on in the most pleasing way, causing the woman under her to heave heavy, whimpering breaths. Her thrusts became starved for more elongated sounds to come from Caitlyn's mouth. As she increased to a hardened pace, she noticed the lack of vocals from her wife. The woman was in complete bliss, unable to sing songs of pleasure anymore.

"That's right, Baby," Vi panted into her lover's neck. "Come for me."

She could hear the wet sounds of sex, clearly because her partner was heavily stimulated and leaking some of the premature ejaculate. She could also feel the shivers that rang through her wife's body, causing muscles of the woman under her to spasm uncontrollably at the immense pleasure. It drove Vi to press onwards with her rhythm, giving everything she could to her lover, despite the slight burning of her muscles from holding herself up.

An electric jolt was sent throughout her body, causing Caitlyn's breath to hitch, and her world came crashing down in waves of bliss. Her body bucked and rocked against Vi's, signaling she was at her peak. And her lover on top simply push fully inside and waited for her to come down from her euphoric high. It was something Caitlyn had told her long ago she'd enjoyed; if she were to finish, Vi would simply give her the full length to come around. It allowed for so much more pleasure, especially having something to grip around.

After she'd come down, Caitlyn scolded lightly, "I wish you hadn't done that so early. Would've been better at the end."

"Yeah, I'm sorry, Cupcake. I just got a little ahead of myself," she chuckled. "Next time you can have it right when you come." Vi laid a simple kiss to her wife's lips. So plump and soft they were—absolutely intoxicating. She wanted to ravage them, just after leaving a single kiss. Her thoughts became jumbled and fuzzy, as she continued to kiss her lover, conducting a make out. And her hips just naturally fell into a light rocking into her partner. One thing led to another, and Vi took one of her hands and slid it between her wife's legs, finding the engorged bud and circling it.

"Vi!" she gasped, pulling away from the kissing. Caitlyn's hips bucked at the lightest touch—so overly sensitive after her orgasm.

"Want to come for me a second time this morning, Cupcake?" Vi kept stimulating her lover, giving those small, easy strokes of the strap-on deep within her wife, while making her walls clamp around it by rousing her clit.

"Oh fuck, Vi..." Her honeyed voice trailed off, her eyes closing to focus on pleasure arising within her again.

"I'll take that as a yes," Vi giggled back, before continuing to lay waste to her lover. "Also, good morning, Cupcake," she said, lastly, before taking her lover's nipple into her mouth.

There was no return in the greeting, just dulcet moans and hitched breaths.