Aura POV

I laid in bed, not wanting to be awake yet. I felt the warmth of the sun beaming in the window. Stirring, I realized for the first time that I was not alone. Tegan. I recalled the night and morning before and shot open my eyes. In front of me, the back of Tegan's messy coif was inches away. I smiled to myself, genuinely happy to wake up curled up to her. I pondered the events leading up to this moment. Being that I had been so caught up in partly the fact that I not only met Tegan, but mostly that she was apparently quite interested in me, I had let her take the lead for most of the situation. Having been single for almost a year now, I was losing confidence in myself. She had not only restored most of it, but she did so without even knowing it. I made a decision at that moment that I wasn't going to make her have to do all the wooing. It's hard to be the person trying to charm another, so I figured that I would take some of the pressure off of Tegan and into my own hands, metaphorically and literally.

Leaning forward so that we had contact from nearly head to toe, I started to rub her hand with my thumb. I took in her scent and carefully unclasped our hands. I drug my fingertips up her arm to her elbow and back down. I repeated the action, but this time I went to her shoulder. The second time I reached her shoulder, I moved her hair out of the way and then went back to her arm. Lifting my head slightly, I licked my lips and softly placed them on the side of her neck. Passing her elbow again, my hand made it's way to her side and began grazing up and down her torso overtop of her shirt. My lips began a gentle caress on her neck, traveling the exposed skin around the back of her neck, its side, and up to her ear. I took the bottom of her earlobe between my lips and sucked lightly. Tegan's breathing picked up a bit and became shallower. I delicately brushed the tip of my tongue along the outer edge of her ear and back down, sucking on her lobe again. When my mouth moved back to her neck, Tegan arched it slightly and groaned softly.

I smiled into her neck, still massaging it with my moist lips. I drug my hand up her side one last time, over to her neck, and down her spine. When it reached the hem of her shirt, my hand slipped under it and grazed across her lower back, around her side, and across her stomach, just above her waistband. I could feel myself getting more bold, and I commenced the motions with my hand on her side and back, now underneath her shirt. I moved my left arm, which had been until now underneath the pillow, to prop myself up a little more. With the new range of motion, I trailed my lips from her neck to her elegant jaw line. Tegan turned her head and our mouths connected. The kiss began slow. I sucked on her bottom lip and gave it a nip. Tegan moaned, and her left hand found the back of my head. I gave her top lip a lick, asking for entrance, which she willingly granted. As our tongues intertwined, Tegan rolled her right shoulder toward the bed. I lifted my torso off the bed and repositioned over Tegan's. My left hand was my support, while my right was still making designs on the soft skin of her stomach and side.

I moved my right leg to straddle Tegan and slipped my hands around her back. Pulling gently, I sat us up with me in her lap. Tegan sucked on my tongue, and I groaned into her mouth. My hands left her body for long enough to remove my shirt, and they immediately refound their places. I lifted and cast aside her shirt, as our kiss became more heated. My hands went to Tegan's waist, and she tugged on my hair. I reached around my back with one hand and Tegan's with the other, unhooking both bras at the same time. Tegan seemed to like this, because she kissed me more fervently. We both removed each other's bra, and we became the same state of undress as we had been before. Gripping her hair and using it to tilt her head to the side, I tore my mouth from Tegan's and began an assault on her neck and collar bone. I could feel the tingling in my core increase as Tegan's breath became more ragged. She had one hand in my hair and the other was dragging down my spine. I moved my lips back to hers, and arched my back slightly so that our breasts touched. I started to grind her slowly and curved my back with each grind, so that our nipples drew circles around each other.

Tegan moaned again, louder this time, and in one swift movement, she flipped us over so that I was laying down with her on top of me. Still between my legs, Tegan continued to grind into my hips, which caused me to let out a whine. She moved her kisses from my mouth down to my collar bone and then lower. Taking one nipple into her mouth, she attacked it with her tongue. I arched my back and moaned. After that nipple was sufficiently hard, Tegan switched her assault to the other. I didn't know how much more I could handle. My breathing was erratic at best, and my head began to swim. When I felt the grinding into my hips cease, I groaned in frustration and bucked them up for any sort of friction. Tegan lifted her torso slightly to remove my ability to reach her with my hips, which added to my frustration and anticipation. Her lips trailed down from my chest across my stomach. I felt her stop completely. I looked down in time to catch her begin to laugh.

"But I already am!" she teased me, saying the first words since we woke up.

"Wha- What? …what?" I couldn't make coherent thoughts, much less sentences.

"Your belly button ring. It says 'Show Your Tits'. I already am," Tegan explained, proud of her joke. I groaned while smiling and grabbed her by the shoulders. Pulling her up to me, I brought her back into a kiss and flipped us over again. This time my right thigh settled between her legs as I conquered her tongue with mine. I took her by the wrists and pinned her arms above her head. I restarted our grinding at a more steady and purposeful rhythm. Tegan gasped at my forcefulness, and she bent her right leg slightly to give me more friction on her thigh, making me groan. I broke our kiss, instead using my mouth to nip and suck at her neck. Her breath hitched in her throat, and her hands scratched down my back. Having her right where I wanted, I slid my right hand across the bottom of her stomach to the button on her jeans. I slipped the tip of my index finger behind the waistband, pulled, and let it snap back into place. Laying my fingertips over the button again, my lips went to Tegan's ear.

"I want you," I breathily whispered, slowing my grind but adding more pressure. Tegan's face scrunched as she let out a whine. "Do you want me?" I propositioned her.

"P- plea- please. Please. Yes. Yes. Yes," Tegan breathed a syllable with every exhale. I quieted her mouth with mine, kissing her softer than before. Carefully, my fingers unbuttoned her jeans and slowly slid down the zipper. My fingertips grazed beyond the bottom of the zipper along the seam of the material. Tegan whined again into my mouth as her hips bucked, trying to get more pressure out of my hand. I pulled it away and traced along her lower stomach that was now revealed. I raised my head above hers to look at her face. Her lips were parted slightly to aid in her staggered breathing, her eyebrows were pursed just a bit, her skin was flush and glistening with sweat. Tegan opened her eyes, still hooded with lust, and looked back at me. I grinned at her and slowly slid my hand between the material of her pants and underwear. My middle finger brushed down her center, noticing how soaked her panties were. I buried my face in her neck and moaned into it.

"Oh god, you're so wet," I whimpered, unable to help myself. Still blocked by a sheet of cotton, I pressed my middle finger into her entrance. Tegan let out a short high pitched cry and dug her fingers into my back. Keeping pressure, I drug my finger up from her entrance and past her clit, which made Tegan's hips twitch, and she moaned again. I repositioned and grabbed the waist of her jeans. I pulled them down as she raised her hips to assist. Once off, they were immediately discarded. She was now only covered by the thin material of her black panties. Tegan met my eyes as I crawled back on top of her. She growled and flipped us over. Now on bottom, I grabbed her ass in both hands and crushed her hips into mine. Tegan kissed me passionately, seemingly wanting to devour my tongue, and she made quick work of the clasp on my pants. Without breaking our lips, she divested me of my pants. Her hands glided smoothly up the outsides of my thighs to my waist, again between my legs. She separated our mouths and looked into my eyes.

"Are you sure?" she asked, her tone full of want, but something else was there, too. Was it concern?

"Yes. Please. Please, Tegan," I practically begged her. Her hands moved down my waist to the top of my panties. She carefully slipped them down my legs and dropped them to the floor. I shuddered as the cool air hit my heat, and Tegan's eyes wandered over me. Her hands touched my knees and glided down the inside of my thighs. They slid around to the tops as they reached my apex, moving up my torso instead. I groaned at the tease, and my hands found Tegan's underwear. I swiftly stripped them off of her, regaining our heavy kiss. Our thighs were once again between each other's legs, and Tegan lowered down. I gasped from the sensation of not only having her smooth skin giving me the friction that I craved, but also her hot core moistening the top of my thigh. Grinding into each other again, the room was filled with moans and whimpers. My right hand brushed down her side to her inner hip, hesitantly moving inward. I placed one finger against my leg, so that she would hit it with her clit with each movement. Tegan groaned and began adding more pressure to her thrusts. I slid my hand in farther, daringly dipping that finger into her core.

"Ah!" Tegan yelped, her teeth clamping down on the curve between my neck and shoulder. She began to ride my finger. "More. More. Please. More. God. Please. More," she panted. I slipped a second finger in with the first, and Tegan cried out.

"Please, Tegan," I whimpered, "I want to feel you." I took her wrist and placed it below my stomach. She wasted no time, sliding a finger in to test, and then a second. I growled into her shoulder, and my teeth sucked in her skin. I knew she would have a mark there later, but I couldn't bring myself to care right now. We were moving against each other with speed, using our thighs to add pressure to our hands. Tegan slid her thumb up to my clit, so it'd rub with every thrust. I could feel the fire in my abdomen increase. No, not so quick, I mentally begged my body. With it having been almost a year since I had been intimate with anyone, I knew I wouldn't last long at this pace. Tegan sucked on my neck, just below my ear, which happened to be one of my sweet spots. That was too much for me. With a shout of her name, my orgasm rippled through my flesh harder than I had felt in years. I clenched around Tegan's fingers and rode it out. Once I regained the ability to control my movements voluntarily, I rolled Tegan over to be under me. I was more determined than ever. I hastened my speed and added my thumb to her clit, drawing small circles.

Tegan panted and whined, "More. Please." Turned on by her request, I readily added a third finger to her center. I sucked gently on her earlobe and gave it a quick nip. I curved my fingers forward to stroke her g-spot with every thrust, as my thumb still worked her clit. I could tell she was close. I wanted to test Tegan's reaction to a little dirty talk.

Resting my lips at her ear, I spoke, "You like that? You like it when I come on your hand? You like it when I fill your pussy like this?" The moment that the word 'pussy' left my mouth, she came hard against me, shouting a 'yes'. I slowed my movements to match hers as she came down from her high. I gently removed my hand and collapsed onto her heaving chest. After a few moments, our breathing calmed, and Tegan stroked her hand up and down my back.

"Good morning," she breathed. I glanced at the clock on the nightstand.

"Good afternoon," I replied.