Sooooo, I did not forget to continue this, I've just been busy with my ongoing Supergirl fic and, you know... work and life and stuff ;) I just realized that 10 Oneshots really is a lot, I should've thought about that when I chose the title... pheeew... anyways, I hope there's still someone out there reading this ;)
Oh and I'm just really tired now, so there are probably some mistakes in it, please don't be mad, it's not my first language after all :P
Erin and Holtzmann found themselves on Abby's couch, finally giving into the exhaustion the night had left them in. It was about seven in the morning, but as soon as they lay under the covers on Abby's couch, Erin was wide awake.
"I'm too old for this..." Erin whispered, seeing the sunlight coming through the blinds. She didn't want to sleep the day away, even more because they needed to clean the firehouse and take care of the missing key.
"You're not old Erin. I'm old." Holtzmann replied. She curled up against her, slowly bringing her arms around Erin's waist. Seeing her girlfriend still lying close, even on the wide space of Abby's sofa-bed, made Erin feel at ease again. She laughed a bit at Holtzmann's silly statement while pulling her close. There was indeed a notable age gap between them, but they never really talked about it and she certainly didn't want to make it a topic now.
"You think Abby's asleep?" Holtzmann asked, a silent confirmation that she didn't want to talk about this either.
"Probably, why?"
"Cause I really need to touch you..." the blonde whispered, already leaning up on her elbow to slightly hover over Erin's body.
"What're you doing? Not with Abby next door!" she hurriedly whispered back, pulling Holtzmann's hand out of her shirt, but she blonde was too determined to stop Erin's half-hearted attempt to shove her away.
"Four days Erin, you must be soaki-"
"Stop the dirty talk please..." was all Erin could say. A last attempt to stop the blonde failed royally, Holtzmann's quick fingers already found their way into Erin's pants, finding her girlfriend not only wearing no underwear, but also even more ready than she had expected. Holtzmann was thrilled. Erin always looked good, had been the most beautiful and adoring woman at the firehouse tonight, but Holtzmann just loved seeing her like this. She loved the expression of pleasure on her face while softly touching the wet and soft flesh under her hands. She leaned down to place a kiss on Erin's cheek.
"God, I love you Erin. I love you so much."
Holtzmann usually wasn't one for cheesy stuff and Erin had heard her saying those words only once, back then when they had sex in the hearse once. It was just as flattering to hear her saying it as it had been then. Erin wrapped her arms around the blonde, pulling her deeper into her to whisper a soft "I love you, too."
Their lips met for a passionate, but meaningful kiss and feeling Holtzmann's fingers shyly touching her folds, reminded her of their first time.
"You don't want me to stop, do you?" Holtzmann whispered against her lips and Erin felt a huge smile growing on her lips, knowing that Holtzmann had been reminded of their first time, too, as it was the same question she'd asked her then. She brought her mouth to the blonde's ear, answering with the same whispered reply again.
"I never want you to stop..."
She pulled her shirt back up, exposing her naked torso to her lover. Holtzmann wasted no time in scooting down, leaning her forehead between Erin' breast. She felt the blonde's breath hitting the skin of her stomach when Holtzmann withdrew her hand from her core and settled between her thighs. And then she watched.
She loved watching Jillian Holtzmann getting completely lost in touching her, worshiping her even. She'd never felt so wanted before and that alone made her feel incredibly needy. She rose her hips now and then, just to remind the blonde that there was still something else she needed to take care off, but Holtzmann took her time doing incredible things to her breasts. Also, the blonde had a hidden instinct for Erin's sensitive zones. She would softly stroke along the sides of her torso, gripping her hips and wandering from one hipbone to the other in ever so soft strokes. Being touched like that while not being touched enough was something that made it for Erin and Holtzmann had found out about it ridiculously early.
When Erin rose her hips again, the blonde finally gave in and started to pull the jogging pants down.
"You shouldn't... what if Abby-" Erin started, but Holtzmann's lips already placed a soft kiss on her center.
"Be quiet." she whispered against her and Erin felt herself getting ridiculously wet at that. She wasn't good at keeping quiet. Not good at all and the fact that Holtzmann took her time down there, too, wouldn't make it any better. She would be good with a quick orgasm and hours full of sex later, but lying in Abby's apartment, she really felt uncomfortable with expecting an earth shattering orgasm à la Holtzmann.
"Please... don't tease me..." she mouthed, knowing that the blonde saw and got what she'd intended to say, but a mischievous smile told her, that her girlfriend would do the exact opposite. And she would enjoy that to the fullest.
Holtzmann's lips traced the inside of her thighs to the curve between her leg and her core, softly nibbling at the sensitive flesh, just enough to make Erin squirm in anticipation. Just to feel Holtzmann's breath hitting her, made her want to let out a moan, but she sank her hands into the sheet instead, biting her lip at the sight of the blonde smirking as she placed kisses all around her core, never hitting her full center.
Erin was ready to beg, but she was afraid she would let out a frustrated growl as soon as she would open her mouth and she really didn't want to make any noise. Not with Abby just behind the door.
She took a fistful of blonde curls, slowly trying to direct Holtzmann's mouth to where she wanted it to be, but she just gained a chuckle that sounded just like a thunder through the silence of the night.
"God dammit, Jillian." Erin eventually hissed. It was both, complaining and begging. Even hearing her own labored breath felt like making too much noise.
When Holtzmann finally placed a soft kiss on her core, she almost moaned, dwelling on the tension it caused. And then, after another few seconds that felt like hours, Erin had to grab the pillow, sinking her teeth into it to keep herself from moaning. Holtzmann had picked up the speed in an instant, fully penetrating her and god, waiting four days for this finally paid off.
Erin was already so close that she thought she might rip the pillow apart if she wouldn't be able to let out the struggled scream that tried so desperately to exit her. She felt Holtzmann slowing down a bit before she actually stopped her ministrations and Erin couldn't help but letting out a frustrated sigh.
"What're you doing?" she whispered.
"Waiting for you to put that pillow away, love."
"You're killing me Holtzmann. I need this pillow."
"And I need to look at you. Put..." and with this, she started moving her fingers inside her, penetrating her just the way she loved it, slow and deep and full of devotion. "... the damn... pillow away."
"Ahh... gooood... I'll make you pay..." Erin whispered, but it ended up into a soft moan and she knew that Holtzmann knew, she would never have the strength to make the blonde pay for anything. She was putty in Holtzmann's hands, always had been since day one.
Erin saw the sunlight coming through the blinds, saw how the shafts of sunlight slowly flickered in the room, touching the furniture, even the couch they were lying on and she was amazed by how perfect the world seemed right now, how intense everything seemed to be when she was with Holtzmann. Erin wanted to let herself fall into this perfection, didn't want to be distracted by anything, but truly, the world seemed whole right in the moment she felt waves of pleasure consuming her. She heard herself moaning, deeply and strongly, while she kept gripping the sheets with the blonde's name on the lips.
"Jesus Jillian... that was worth... worth... it." she panted, reveling in the feeling of Holtzmann's soft lips kissing her oversensitive core with pure devotion, like she'd never want to stop. At least, that was how Erin felt whenever she went down on Holtzmann. She just never wanted to stop at all.
Erin's hands softly tangled themselves up in the blonde's curly hair, softly pulling her back to her to eventually meet her lips again.
"I missed my sweet little Miss Speciosa." Holtzmann whispered against her lips and Erin just had to chuckle again.
"Miss what?
"Speciosa."
"Really? Holtzmann? You're even giving nicknames to my genitals?"
"Nicknames make us treat things with more respect and valuation and I do value every little cell of your being Erin."
Holtzmann looked at her with a look that tended to confuse other people, but Erin knew what it was. It was complete and utter honesty, a look that, compared with the weird things she used to say from time to time, made people feel nervous and caught in their normality. Erin used to feel that way, too, but not anymore. She'd learned to value the blonde's honesty above everything and she'd always been far from being normal, too.
"It's Miss Spec..."
"Speciosa"
"... Speciosa then."
"For god's sake, please let me sleep already, guys."
Abby's voice was loud and clear and it just reminded Erin of how thin the walls actually were. She felt herself blushing even before Holtzmann managed to let her head sink between her breasts, slightly shaking under a wave of laughter.
"And Miss Spec- whatever is a crappy nickname Holtz." Abby said, clearly sounding like someone who had been through a rough night.
Holtzmann shifted a little, positioning herself to cuddle Erin, before she placed a kiss to her neck.
They stayed like that in silence. Erin felt how her girlfriend's limbs got heavy as she lazily stroked her shoulder. Having her close like this, while watching the sunrays wandering around in slow motion was all she ever needed to feel like home.
"What does it mean?" she whispered, knowing Holtzmann was still awake. The blonde lazily nuzzled her neck.
"Beautiful." she mumbled. It was her last conscious thought before she drifted into sleep and it left a smile on Erin's lips.