Author's Note: I am not sure how I feel about this final installment, personally I liked the first part better. Of the two people who read it, only one of them was a lesbian, and the other one was straight. Both seemed to like it well enough…anywhoo constructive feedback would be lovely. I am still trying to find the right groove for writing lesbian sex.

Allison couldn't help but smile at her girlfriend. Remy had woken up early to make breakfast after they'd done 'laundry' well into the night. As she sat at the table, she watched with interest as the brunette busied herself in the kitchen. She couldn't help but feel content.

"Do you need some help?" Allison asked sincerely while Remy cracked another egg in to a bowl.

"I know I am not a fantastic cook, but seriously Ally, I think I can—oh Jesus!"

Taking action, Allison rushed in. Automatically, she grabbed the hissing pot and hastily dumped the metal in the sink. She watched as steaming clear liquid swished around the basin and down the drain.

"Is this… water?" Allison turned to look at her lover.

Remy was leaning against the counter, her palms pressing down on the surface. She refused to meet the blonde's bemused eyes.

"Perhaps," mumbled the brunette dejectedly.

"You actually managed to burn water?"

Allison continued to look incredulously at Remy while the brunette stared very intently at a magnate on the refrigerator.

"You don't have to rub it in."

Remy looked miserable. Her plan had been to make a charming breakfast of eggs and tea. But she single handedly managed to burn water.

"Here." Remy glanced at the steaming cup in front of her. "It's tea." Slowly the taller woman took the mug, and just let the heat sooth her fingers. Silently, she allowed the blonde to escort her to the table. When they were both seated, she heard a quiet "Thanks."

Looking up, she saw Allison with a matching cup, wafting steam in the air. "For what? I didn't do anything, except make a mess."

"For this." The blonde motioned between them. "You attempting to make breakfast for me. You were being sweet."

"Hmph," grunted the brunette, but her expression softened.

"Stop sulking, it's not sexy."

"I am not sulking," snapped the brunette, but she laughed when she noticed Allison's amused smile.

"Gotcha," she said before leaning over to kiss her girlfriend.

"Mm." Remy set her cup down, and turned so she could properly kiss the blonde.

Allison's lips were warm from the tea she'd been sipping. The sensation caused Remy to shiver with delight. Gently, she tried to maneuver the smaller woman into her lap, but her efforts were futile. Allison kept resisting.

"Stop." Remy growled when she heard Allison's voice and felt the pressure of hand's stopping her.

"No. I want you." And to emphasize her point she pulled the other woman's the chair closer. Allison laughed, much to the irritation of her lover.

"You had me, remember? All last night, and most of this morning."

She watched as Remy's normally clear eyes darkened. Silently, she reached for her tea cup. The ceramic cup was still warm, and with all their tussling in the kitchen, Remy's shirt had shifted revealing part of her torso. With the brunette still distracted, Allison grazed the exposed skin with her warm cup. Remy gasped. Allison may have sidetracked her momentarily, but she'd have to try a lot harder to permanently distract her.

Remy wanted Allison. And just like before she started to kiss the blonde. The force of the brunette's lips startled the blonde, causing her to spill some of the liquid on Remy's skin.

Quickly setting her cup down, she got off her chair and knelt down, blowing on the scalding skin. Remy's first reaction had been to scold the blonde, but when she felt the combination of burning liquid and cooling air, she whimpered.

Allison noticed Remy's body shift. She looked up and saw Remy's eyes closed and her head tilted backwards in pleasure. Pleased with herself, she bent down and took her lover's tender skin into her mouth.

This time a groan escaped her lips as she felt Allison's hot mouth tease her slick skin.

"I want you," moaned the brunette when she felt teeth nipping at the sensitive area.

"I am still here." Allison smirked as Remy glowered at her.

"Don't get cute."

"Or what? You won't let me have my way with you? Fine." The blonde shrugged and made a show of standing up though she had no intention of leaving.

Remy panicked. She forgot how demanding the blonde could be. And when she got in her dominating mode, Remy learned the hard way not to make empty threats. She'd always lose. Quickly, the brunette reached for the blonde's hand, and pulled her onto her lap.

"Wait, I am sorry." She pulled the shorter woman tighter into her embrace, gently kissing the exposed skin of blonde's neck.

"No more threats?" Allison pulled back, and Remy nodded her head. "And you'll do exactly what I say, without questions?" The brunette arched an eyebrow, but slowly agreed. "Cool. Take off your shirt."

"Take of my—" Allison's glare quickly shut her up. Quietly, the brunette struggled to get the thin material off. With Allison practically pinning her to the chair, getting her shirt off became quite the task.

Finally she sat with her upper body mostly exposed. The blonde grinned when she looked down at the other woman's chest.

"Someone's happy to see me." Remy just rolled her eyes. Allison stood up, much to the dismay of the brunette. "Don't worry I am not going anywhere."

This time when the blonde bent down, her face ended up directly in the taller woman's chest. Taking her cup from the table Allison took a sip and swirled the liquid around mouth. With Remy's stormy eyes watching her, the blonde leaned forward and took a clothed mound into her mouth.

Remy gripped the side of the chair she was sitting in till her knuckles turned white. Allison's hot mouth heating her chilled skin. The sensation through the thin material of her bra was unbelievable. Allison hadn't even touched her bare skin yet, but Remy was more then ready for more.

It could have been seconds, could have been hours. The brunette didn't know. She was high off Allison alternating between her breasts. When she had enough of one, she'd kiss a hot trail to the other, take a sip of hot beverage, and repeat the process.

"This has to go," muttered the blonde as she tapped Remy's soaked bra. Before Remy could respond, Allison reached around and unclipped the offending material, tossing it on the table. "Much better."

But instead of going back to doing what she had been doing prior, the blonde blew a steady current of air onto the glistening skin. Remy moaned Allison's name. If the brunette could form a coherent sentence it would have been, 'Just fuck me already,' but since the blonde's ministrations never relented, Remy's sentence sounded something like this,

"Al-ally. Fffff, mmmme." The sentence was pure gibberish, but Allison had enough experience to know what the taller woman wanted.

"Almost." Allison pulled Remy's pants off in one swift motion, leaving the brunette completely exposed at their kitchen table.

"Oh God," moaned the naked woman as she felt the cold air caress her heated body.

Allison grinned. Slowly, her hands reached down and drew apart the brunette's legs so she could kneel between them. Taking her cup, she took a sip before kissing the insides of the brunette's thigh. Remy closed her eyes and entangled her hands in tresses of silken gold.

When Remy thought she'd finally receive the gratification she'd been seeking, Allison stopped. Groaning in frustration she looked down to see her girlfriend taking another drink before moving to trail kisses up the other thigh. Remy had never realized how erotic the whole scenario looked. She felt as if she was sitting in a puddle. Here her girlfriend sat in between her legs moving towards…

The taller doctor's thoughts ended when she felt the blonde reach the end of her journey. "Jesus," hissed the brunette. She saw Allison take one more sip before the front of her face disappeared.

Remy moaned, louder then all her other vocal sounds. Allison's mouth burned pleasure. Desperately, the brunette pushed her girlfriend closer, trying to relieve some of the pressure she felt.

Allison continued tasting. She made sure vary every stroke. Some were long and languid, others were short and rapid. In between it all she would press her tongue as deeply inside her girlfriend as possible.

Remy took a steadying breath. She couldn't take it anymore. Everything ached, and she wanted desperately to reach fulfillment.

"Fuck me already," panted the fraught woman.

Allison stopped, pushed herself upwards and kissed the distraught woman.

"Well, if you insist," murmured the blonde.

Swiftly, she pressed two fingers inside the woman. Their kisses became frantic as Remy felt Allison's thrusts become faster and faster. Soon her lover's pace had increased to the point Remy was clawing desperately at the material of Allison's shirt.

And then it happened. Remy came. Remy faintly heard the sound of cloth ripping, but that thought soon became lost to her as she rode waves of continual pleasure.

"I think you ripped my shirt," Allison commented.

With the help of the blonde, the couple had moved to the couch to continue snuggling.

"Good," murmured a tired Remy, but before she fell too deeply into the realms of sleep she looked at her girlfriend. "Ally?"

"Hmm?" answered the blonde as she pushed back a damp curl way from Remy's face.

"We forgot about the zebra bra."

THE END!

Damn! That was either I really good insulated ceramic mug or that was some hella hot water. =]

I hope everyone had a fantastic weekend. I know I did things I never thought I'd do as a young adult. I voted, kissed a boy (on the cheek, it's still a kiss), bought cigarettes despite the fact that I don't smoke, rented pornography by request of my friend, and joined a dating website. Why you might ask? Because I can! *Empowered*

*coughs* right back to the story. Which did you like better? Were they about the same, or did you come back cause I am that good ;P ? Righto, please let me know, I am desperate (obviously, I mean I rented porn for Christ sake.)

Happy Monday!