Mila and Ji stood and watched as Yuri drug his big teddy bear after him and out of the bar. They knew that Yuri wouldn't let that man get far without getting into his pants once they actually met. Now Mila and Ji were stuck face to face with the two that they had been hoping to join that night.

Now that Mila was this close to this woman – she was intimidated. This woman was tall and beautiful and full of confidence. The baby face that Mila had seen from afar changed into something that was anything but innocent. Mila was standing so completely entranced in this woman's presence, that she barely noticed the girl's face getting closer to hers when suddenly she felt breath on her ear.

"Care to dance?" asked the sweetest voice that Mila had sworn that she had ever heard.

Mila could only nod in response as she was swept into the arms of the other girl. She pressed their bodies tight and swayed them in a steady circle. The other girl's leg snuck between Mila's as she pulled Mila impossibly closer to her.

"Sara," the girl yelled into Mila's ear.

"Mila," Mila yelled back.

"You care if I kiss you, Mila?" Sara asked, almost purring her name at the end of the question.

"Not at all," Mila grinned as she pulled the dark haired girl's face towards her own.

The kisses started out sweet and gentle as they tentatively discovered where their limits were and how they felt against each other. In no time though Sara's hands found their way around Mila's ass and pulled her into herself. Mila opened her mouth to gasp in shock, only to have it met with Sara's waiting mouth. Tongues pushed together and teeth knocked in a greedy desire to get as close as physically possible.

"You need to get a place more private as badly as I do?" Sara growled into Mila's ear.

"Hell yes," Mila grinned as she pulled her dark haired beauty out of the pub and into the street. "My place okay?" Mila asked as she hailed a cab down.

"As long as we can get there fast," Sara replied as she wrapped her arms around Mila's waist and started to kiss up the side of Mila's neck.

They made it to Mila's place in record time, Mila tipping the cab driver maybe a little too much in hopes that he would get her hint and floor it. Mila even sent a prayer of thanks up to the gods for Yuri and his usual tendency to forget to lock the door.

As soon as they were through the door Mila threw her shoes off and hoisted Sara up onto the counter so that she could make quick work of the other girl's shoes as well.

"Hey, are those Bek's shoes?" Sara asked.

"Was he your friend who left with Yuri?" Mila replied.

"Yes."

"Then there's your answer. And don't worry, Yuri will take good care of him. He might not want to walk in the morning – but he'll be fine," Mila explained as she picked the girl back up and carried her down the hall.

"You mean that kid plans on topping Bek?" Sara asked in shock.

"Yeah," Mila replied. "I don't know if Yuri has ever found a cock worthy of letting top him."

"I bet he's in for a surprise," Sara giggled as Mila used her back to push the bedroom door open.

"Why?" Mila asked quizzically.

"Not to ruin the mood, but Bek is h-u-n-g, and if that pretty boy hasn't bottomed before – he may not want to walk for a couple days, let alone tomorrow."

"Then I'll make double sure to have pain medication ready for those two in the morning – now can we stop talking about them and put our mouths to better use?" Mila asked as she set the other girl down on the bed.

"One more question, just because I like to make sure where my boys end up," Sara started as she was helping Mila get her out of her dress.

"Of course."

"Does that mean that Leo will end up here too?"

"If Ji finds him worthy. That boy may be a minx – but he is a picky one."

Mila finally pulled the dress over the dark haired girl's head, pinned her back and looked her directly in the eyes.

"Now, is that all for the questions?" Mila growled.

"Yes, I think so," Sara smiled as she slid her hands over the red head's bare abs and up to where the lace started.

Mila's mouth was on the dark haired girl's neck in the next instant. She didn't suck hard enough to leave marks on the girl's neck – just hard enough to get a reaction. She could feel the girl's hands starting to explore more of her body. Tiny cold fingers were finding their way under the hem of her bra and over her tender flesh.

Mila relented to the pull of the fabric and lifted up so that the fabric could be removed, leaving her exposed. Mila sat back between Sara's spread legs and pulled the girl up to meet her. The redhead's nimble fingers quickly unlatched Sara's bra and tossed it to the floor.

"Now we're even," Mila growled as she moved forward to reattach her mouth to the dark haired girl's salty skin.

"Not quite mi amore," Sara laughed as she snapped the waist to Mila's tight leather pants. "These need to go too."

Mila looked down and made quick work of her tight pants. She winked and allowed her black thong to drop to the floor after them. Her fingers walked slowly up along Sara's leg and looped under the fabric of the girl's deep purple panties. She played with the hem as she looked at Sara's face, waiting for permission.

She apparently waited too long in order to take them off because Sara pushed the fabric down on her own, past her knees until they joined Mila's on the ground. As soon as the fabric was gone and there was nothing separating them, Mila made her way back over to Sara.

Sara sat up on the bed to meet Mila half way. Mila positioned herself so that one of her legs was between Sara's as she was pushed back onto the bed. Their lips met again with a renewed passion, and their hands roamed each other's bodies freely. Sara lifted one of her legs so that it met with the wet between Mila's legs, causing a slight gasp to emerge from the girls lips.

Mila ground down on Sara's risen leg, revelling in the moments when the friction hit her spot just right. Her hand lazily made its way down between Sara's legs in search for the small nub that resided there. The redhead hummed in approval as she felt that her companion was as wet as she was. Mila moved her fingers through the wet folds until she found the nub that they had been searching for.

Sara moaned and tilted her head back as Mila's fingers came in contact with their goal and started to move around and over it. Her hips thrust involuntarily into Mila's fingers, begging for more friction and more contact. Mila grinned as she worked her mouth down to rest on Sara's left nipple. The extra stimulation caused the dark haired girl to arch her back and to raise as much of her body as she could into Mila's touch.

"Fuck," Sara moaned as her lover moved her fingers down and curled them into the girl. Mila's thumb stayed with Sara's clitoris in order to keep the stimulation up as two of her fingers moved in Sara and stretched her out.

Mila moved her mouth to start working on the right nipple as she could feel the girl under her starting to squirm. This caused Mila to lean back on her calves and stare at the beautiful mess under her. She could see how all rational thought had already left the girl's brain, and how close she could be.

The Russian grinned as she moved so that she was once again between Sara's legs – this time pulling Sara's knees over her own shoulders and moving so that her mouth made contact with the wetness between them. Her tongue worked its way through the folds and found the precious nub that had caused her lovers state.

Mila punished it with her mouth. Pulling it between her lips and raking it over with her tongue. It didn't take long before she could feel Sara's legs stiffening around her neck, and she could hear the girl's breath start to become ragged.

Mila brought her fingers back up and into the soft warm cave. She could feel the muscles restricting at a faster pace now. Mila sped up her movements with her mouth until she felt the other girl shudder around her. Sara let out a staggered breath with a half moan as she came – her muscles restricting around Mila's fingers. Mila did her job, running soothing strokes along Sara's folds to help her slowly come down from her high.

Once Sara was breathing more normally she pulled her fingers out of the other girl and inserted them into her own mouth. She looked up to see that Sara was looking down at her, her eyes still dark with lust.

"Get your beautiful mouth back up here so I can kiss it," Sara demanded as gently tugged on Mila's red locks to motivate her up.

Mila moved without a second thought and brought her lips to meet the dark haired girls. There was nothing that Mila would be willing to deny her lover for the night.

Soon after their lips connected and their tongues intertwined, Sara pulled back and grinned.

"Now, let's see how flexible you are."

Sara didn't give Mila any more warning before flipping them so that she was hovering over the Russian. Sara spread Mila's legs and rested herself between them. She lifted one of her lover's legs so that she could have something to balance herself against before she started to move.

They worked together in unison to hit the right spots as frequently as possible. It wasn't long before Sara brought Mila to fruition due to the arousal that had built up, and Sara was close to follow.

"Fuck," Sara said in a huff as she collapsed on top of Mila.

"Fuck is right," Mila grinned as she started to run her fingers gently over Sara's body, exploring every trace of skin that she could reach.

"Give me a minute to catch my breath, and then we can go for another round," Sara said through ragged breaths.

"Take your time, I'm enjoying the view," Mila grinned as she squeezed Sara's ass teasingly.