;;Third Person Point of View;;
MATURE CONTENT WARNING
"Mmm...Sage…" her voice moaned in heavenly pleasure. Hands exploring supple skin, legs spread in tantalizing manners.
Her blonde locks splayed across the pillows around her, her own hands wrapped in the darker locks of her lover, Sage. Working the magic of her mouth on her blonde loves most pleasurable parts.
"Hah! I'm so close!" She managed to speak out enough for her lovers hands to reach up and touch her breasts lightly. Tongue flying between the legs of her blonde lovers.
Rebekah grasps the dark haired head harder, pushing it, and her eyes shutting in seductive bliss. Her moans rose as she sailed in ecstasy.
"Oh….Darling." she whispered out, panting almost. Sage lifted her head and lightly kissed Rebekah's stomach, up her chest, to the woman's lips.
"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, my love." Sage replied, eyes glinting at the blonde, her smile luscious as she lightly bit Rebekah's bottom lip.
Rebekah huffed carefully, trying to catch her breath from such an invigorating bliss. "Only you know how to take care of me so well, darling." Raising a hand and caressing her dark-haired lover's cheek.
"Oh, Rebekah." Sage leaned and kissed Rebekah's cheek lightly. "I love you. I love you my sweet, cruel Rebekah."
Laughing lightly, the blonde flipped the two over, sitting atop the dark-haired temptress.
She woke up feeling odd sensations overlapping her clouded mind. The feeling of her mouth running over another woman's lady parts faded, the feeling of lips caressing her neck, hands touching her face.
The feeling of lust coursing through her, but it wasn't just lust, it was another feeling. A feeling Rowena Envensson had never felt before, but Sage Mikaelson did.
Passion.