The sun is just starting to set on the horizon when Tegan shoves the lock into the door. The small, yet overly expensive, private condo was going to be their home for a week in the warm, beautiful Bahamas.
She opens the door to reveal a beachy themed living room. She sets their bags down and kicks the door shut, turning to Sara.
"You're amazing." Sara whispers, looking around the room in awe. They'd only just stepped off the plane an hour ago but she already knew she never wanted to leave.
Tegan smiles warmly, knowing Sara would love it. She hadn't done much traveling except a few major cities in Canada and the States so she wanted to go all out, give something special to Sara and take her to one of the most beautiful places she would ever see.
"C'mon, let's take a look around." Tegan takes Sara's hand and they inspect the downstairs first, just a simple kitchen, living room, bathroom, and patio with an outdoor shower and sitting area. They return to the living room and grab their bags to drag upstairs. They open the door to their room and both of them gasp.
One of the walls is all glass, revealing the most gorgeous view of the ocean they could have ever imagined. The sun is making the sparkling water glow with a deep orange hue.
"We are never leaving." Sara says matter-of-factly. She hops onto the giant king sized bed, sinking into the fluffy, cotton comforter. It's as if she's lying on a cloud.
Tegan jumps up behind her, crawling on top of her and shifting her weight onto her elbows, her face hovering over Sara's.
"It's nice, isn't it?" Tegan beams, the comforter tickling her bare skin not covered by her shorts. "And the bathroom even has a jacuzzi."
"Oh god, yes please." Sara moans dramatically. A warm bubbly bath with Tegan always sounded like a good time to her. She links her hands together on the back of Tegan's head and pulls her down to capture her lips in a sweet kiss.
"Thank you for this." Sara mutters, pulling away.
"You know i'd do anything for you." Tegan puts all of her body weight onto Sara, resting her face in the crook her neck and plays absentmindedly with a few strands of Sara's hair.
Sara snakes her hand under Tegan's shirt, drawing random patterns on her hip. The only sounds she can hear is their light, even breath and the waves crashing faintly outside. Everything feels so perfect and right in this moment, a small tear escapes from the corner of her eye. She quickly moves to wipe it away before it falls onto Tegan and disrupts their moment.
"Hey, Tee?" Sara speaks up a few minutes later.
"Yeah, Sara?" Tegan responds, with the hint of a playful undertone in her voice.
"Will you make love to me?" Her voice slightly trembles. She doesn't know why asking that makes her nervous. Tegan and her have had sex more times than they count, but she holds her breathe anyway until Tegan answers.
"Of course I will." Tegan lifts her head, giving her a confused look. "You don't have to ask." She leans back on her haunches and reaches for Sara's top, unbuttoning the top button. Sara puts her hand on Tegan's, stopping her.
"I don't want to use toys or anything like that," she starts, knowing full well Tegan probably packed at least five different ones. Sara thought Tegan always felt the need to use them to make her feel more comfortable because before they met, she was used to being with guys. It didn't matter to Sara if they used them or not, though she really did enjoy it whenever Tegan wore a strapon, but she was good with any method she chose to use. "I want it to be just us. And gentle, be gentle and sweet."
"I can do that." Tegan nods, resuming her task of undoing Sara's buttons. She pushes the fabric away, revealing Sara's smooth, creamy skin and purple lacy bra. She leans down, leaving barely-there kisses from the top of the waistband of her jeans, to her bellybutton, between her breasts, across her collar bone, up her neck, and finally to her lips.
Sara sighs contentedly, the softness of the bedding under her and the carefulness of Tegan's touch is driving her even more wild than the usual roughness and rushing of things. She wraps her arms around Tegan, pulling herself up so she's now sitting in Tegan's lap.
Tegan looks into Sara's eyes, seeing only love among the hazel irises. She presses her cheek against her's, whispering "I love you." into her ear as she pushes Sara's top off her shoulders. It falls to the bed, getting lost amongst the sheets. Tegan's fingers creep up Sara's spine, easily undoing the clasp of her bra. She pulls the straps slowly down Sara's arms, exposing her chest, and tossing the garment onto the floor. She leans down, taking an already stiff nipple into her mouth, circling her tongue around the bud and slightly sucking on it before crossing over to the other one, all the while her hands grip and pull gently on the skin of Sara's back.
Sara tugs on Tegan's shirt, lifting it up. She loves every move she has made so far, but she needs more contact. Needs to be completely surrounded by Tegan, inside and out. It's the first time they've broken eye contact when she pulls her shirt over her head, and they both feel the relief when the contact is made again.
Tegan moves her hand under Sara's bum, holding her close as she scoots off the bed, letting Sara find her footing before she lets go and reaches for her belt buckle. Sara mimics her actions, pulling down Tegan's shorts and underwear, then moving to undo her bra.
They stand together naked, memorizing skin that doesn't need to be in the now pale glow of the moon. They move forward at the same time, lips colliding in a sweet kiss. Tegan parts her lips slightly, her tongue pressing against Sara's top lip, asking for entrance. Normally she would just go for it, and dive right in but she wants this to be exactly what Sara desires. Sara lets her in, and their tongues move against each other, exploring as if it's their first time meeting.
Tegan reluctantly pulls away, their lips protesting at being separated. She scoops Sara into her arms, cradling her with one arm under the backs of her knees and the other under her shoulder blades. Sara looks at her curiously, wondering where she was taking her. The bed was right there, and going down to the couch or kitchen counter didn't exactly scream romantic to her. Tegan surprises her when she heads toward the window, where one of the panels doubles as a door and slides open.
"Open, please." Tegan asks, her hands a little more than occupied.
Sara grabs the handle and slides the door open. Tegan steps through, turning to the side, making sure not to hit Sara's head. She walks them down the stairs and onto the beach, inhaling the smell of the salty ocean water. When the water is clashing with her ankles, she lays Sara down onto the sand and gets down on top of her, straddling one of her thighs.
She runs her right hand down Sara's body, stopping at her mound, and cupping it in her hand. She can feel the warmth radiating off of it. Her other hand tangles itself in Sara's hair, playing with it. She moves her head forward, planting a quick kiss on Sara's lips.
"Don't close your eyes, I want you to watch me. Okay?" Tegan tells her softly, looking back and forth between her eyes.
Sara nods, resting her hands on Tegan's back, and spreading her legs open for her.
Tegan dips a finger between her lips and it's instantly coated with Sara's slick juices. She runs the finger up and down, circling her swollen button slowly, teasing her. Sara pleads with her eyes for Tegan to just take her. She gives a slight nod, knowing exactly what Sara wants, and how she wants it. It's the beauty of being so in tune with your lover.
She slips two fingers inside, and Sara's walls immediately clench around them. Tegan smiles down at Sara who is slightly blushing. She wants to look away, but doesn't as Tegan pulls her fingers back out. She pushes them back in at a slightly faster pace, developing a steady rhythm. Just as Sara's starting to rock her hips in time to meet the movements, Tegan slows down, waiting for the waves to roll back in before she enters again.
Sara quickly realizes that Tegan's matching each thrust in time with the shallow, rolling tide. The water was running between her toes and up to her mid thigh, then running back down as Tegan pulled out. It was the weirdest, most sensual think she had ever felt, like her entire body was being engulfed by Tegan and the pleasure she was so good at always bringing. She fights to keep her eyes open as her own series of waves start to form.
Tegan can see she's almost there, her pupils slowly dilating and her stomach muscles clenching against her own, but she sticks with her slow pace. The bigger the build up, the better the orgasm.
Before they both think it's going to happen, Sara's back shoots up in an arch, her pupils erupt in total darkness, and her mouth opens wide in a silent scream. Tegan's fingers are locked inside of her, being seized by her pulsing walls. Her own clit gives a kick at witnessing Sara shake in complete pleasure.
Eventually Sara blinks and licks her lips, letting them pull into a small, but extremely happy, smile.
"Wow." Tegan mutters, pulling her fingers out and licking them clean.
"That was.. " She pants, putting her legs back together. "That was the best orgasm ever. Holy shit. How did you do that?"
"Mind control." Tegan chuckles, collapsing next to Sara.
Their hands find each other, and they lay staring up at the stars and moon, exhausted. Sara rolls to her side, still wanting close contact with Tegan and hugs Tegan into her. Her sandy calves entangle with Tegan's and she finally lets her eyes close, falling asleep on the quiet, calm beach.
She wakes up in the soft, fluffy bed, having no recollection of how or when she got there. She flips over to see Tegan's sleeping face. Of course, it was her. Tegan was always the answer. She rubs her legs together, feeling the scratchiness of the sand. It's an uncomfortable feeling and she stealthily climbs out of bed and into the bathroom. She steps into the shower and lets the water run down her relaxing muscles, getting lost in the memories of last night. It was the most perfect night, and she's never going to forget it. She feels giddy about being able to return the favor soon. She just hopes she can make Tegan feel that good.
She detaches the shower head from its holder and holds it close to her legs, washing the sand away. She moves up her thighs and then to the space between her legs, trying to get the sand out of every crevice. She doesn't remember sand getting down there last night, but then again she wasn't exactly focused on that, and she groans loudly in frustration.
Tegan stumbles in a minute later, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Her own legs are covered with sand and it's added to the small trail Sara left from it falling off when walking.
"What's wrong with you?" Tegan asks, opening the shower door and getting in behind Sara.
"There is sand everywhere, Tegan!" She cries, squirting body wash onto the wash cloth she's picked up. "Everywhere!"
"Calm down. We'll get it cleaned off." Tegan soothes, taking the shower head from Sara. She sticks her own leg out and points to it. "Look, I got it all over me too."
Sara nods and hangs her head, letting Tegan clean her.
Tegan drops the shower head to the floor when she's done, and pins Sara against the wall, running her fingers between her lips, pressing firmly against her clit.
"See? All better." She smirks.
Sara chuckles, agreeing. She's slightly embarrassed by her little freak out, she should have known Tegan would take care of it, of her. She thanks Tegan with a kiss and switches their positions, pressing Tegan against the wall with her body.
"Now let me do you."