Kennedy/Buffy
It was mere moments away from midnight, where the night would be at its darkest yet the full moon still offered a bit of beaming light. Within the dimly lit and safely secured bedroom, Buffy Summers laid back on the grey satin bed, still wearing her usual black sleeveless top and red leathery trousers. With blonde hair spread out and lips smiling, she gazed up longingly into the deep eyes and raven-black hair of the woman pinning over her and staring down at her in return as well, Kennedy.
"Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?" Buffy asked.
"Maybe..." Kennedy answered before asking back that same question. "Had anyone told you how hot you are?"
Buffy shrugged and smirked before answering back the same answer, "...Maybe".
Both women grinned and giggled for a bit before their laughs faded as they continuing gazing into each other's eyes, their hearts beating the same rhythm together. Then as their bodies slowly pressed together, their eyes closed and their lips touched one another. Kennedy cupped her hands around Buffy's neck, while Buffy herself placed one hand of hers atop of Kennedy's buttocks. Their hips ground gracefully as one, the friction creating a deep warmth to be shared between the two lovers, especially with their clothes still on. Yet even still, having clothes on didn't matter to either, in fact, this added to them being more hot for each other.
While their lips locked up and sealed tight, their nostrils were still able to inhale as much air as they could into their lungs, their chests softly pushing against one another, then that same amount of air exhaled out through the exact same way. Their tongues danced and caressed one another before Kennedy's managed to take the lead and dominate Buffy's. After trading a few warm breaths and saliva, the two lovers parted their lips to glance down at each other.
"You want me to touch you down there?" Kennedy asked consensually.
Knowing what Kennedy meant, Buffy couldn't help but not turn her down. Her body was aching for someone with a golden touch. "Do it, please, do me".
And with that obvious consent, Kennedy snuck her right hand all the way down Buffy's jeans and and inside her pants, immediately feeling that hot dripping clit. Feeling those strong fingertips gently touching and stroking her clit and petals, Buffy's body flinched, her spine tingled and her hung open lips quivered.
"Feeling wet for me already?" Kennedy teased.
"Yesss..." Buffy hissed and shuddered. "I need you in me".
"And you will..." Kennedy grinned. "You will have me, and I will have you".
Kennedy slipped in two middle fingers into her lover's most precious centre, pumping them out and in with a steady rhythm. In response, Buffy let out a series of heavy breaths and soft moans while thrusting her hips in desperate order to catch up with the speed of her lover's fingers. Her right hand moved up to dig her fingers through Kennedy's hair whilst her left hand clutched at the fabric of the bed beneath her.
Buffy rolled up her eyes before squeezing them good and shut, her teeth carefully biting into the lower corners of her lips, and her neck and chest arching upward. Seeing such a body like Buffy's half-bathed in artificial light and half-shaded in night, especially right underneath her and up close, Kennedy purred and expire a stream of hot air onto the skin of that arched bare neck before letting her tongue and lips brush and stroke up and down against it. Buffy could only squirm in delight and excitement from feeling Kennedy nibbling at her neck and leaving a love-bite or two, on top of those fingers of hers getting faster and deeper within her throbbing slit. In the void of Buffy's vision, she could see stars racing at all directions, she almost felt like she was lifted high and fast.
Then before either knew it, Buffy reached her climax and released her womanly substance onto Kennedy's hand and fingers, the muscles of her arm were already straining yet she still persisted at least for a bit more. No magic or sorcery was ever needed for something as simple and beautiful as this, just the touch and energy of a woman's love were all that were needed for Buffy to come.
Once finished, Kennedy put a halt to her actions, took out her hand and she shared in tasting the sweet fluids with Buffy, both guzzling and suckling a finger or two each. Once fulfilled, the two lovers rested for the night, peaceful and satisfied.