Prompt: Theme - Holds Gently Inspiration: The Open Window by PenguinFan on AO3 GP, Smut
She started panting when the kisses were making her skin feel hot.
Sana was so pliant underneath Tzuyu’s body, wanting nothing but to be dominated by the younger girl. If she chose to be rough and handle her aggressively then she wouldn’t mind.
Her high was still at its peak, like a car in full speed with no control of its breaks. She was thrown into her second climax, a thundering feeling, shaking her bones, tingles of electricity on her skin.
She loved the way Tzuyu was making her feel, loved the way their bodies pressed together was giving a great amount of pleasure, how their mouths were connected perfectly, how she was eating up each low rumble and moan coming from her client.
As she finally allowed herself to land from the recent high, she watched carefully as Tzuyu heaved above her. They agreed on a signal if she was ready to stop. But she waited, anticipated it.
Tzuyu raised her body, her sweat trickled down her neck, between the valleys of her perfect breasts. Sana looked at Tzuyu’s face, eyes staring down at her, darkened with pleasure, and it made her squirm.
They weren’t done and Sana felt herself tighten over nothing again. She needed to be filled once more, she wanted Tzuyu to use her. Throw her around the bed, pound her until she bruised.
This was the part she braced herself for. Hoping the ache in her muscles would harden for this experience of bliss she had with Tzuyu.
Maybe Tzuyu was going to press into her hips a little harder, bite her until she bled, pull her hair, slap her ass until it was red, maybe—
Her eyes went wide when she felt hands cradle her head gently, and Tzuyu lowered herself, pressing a gentle kiss on her forehead.
She pulled back, eyes suddenly looking at her differently. Softer. “A-Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
Sana was taken aback by the sudden inquiry, and with the way Tzuyu was holding her. The words were stuck in her throat.
Was she really asking that? Why would she be concert? Why was her hands so gentle against her skin?
“Sana?”
“Oh—“ she shook her head, hands creeping up gently to Tzuyu’s shoulders. “I’m okay. You didn’t hurt me.”
Right.
Tzuyu wasn’t a client.
She was her date.
The one she met at her new job.
How could she…
Tzuyu suddenly smiled at her, lowering herself again to place a chaste but soft kiss against her lips but it ended as soon as it began and Sana felt something new, brewing dangerously inside her chest.
“We can stop if you like—“
Sana interrupted her with a kiss again, wanting to finally indulge herself into the softness of the situation. Tzuyu responded quickly, still holding her in the way she was starting to love.
A firm embrace, hands on the sides of her face, soft and addicting kisses. Sana wasn’t sure what she did in her previous life to be receiving something so good to her.
She wasn’t used to this. But… this was a good change.