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ashsexual - Day Off

Despite the sun streaming in through the bedroom's lone window, Ash curled up closer to her pillow. It was her day off and she was trying her best to sleep in for as long as possible.

Unfortunately, her body usually only give her an hour leeway between her usual sleep scedule and she grumbles as she finally wakes up.

But hey, it's not all bad...

"Sheila?"

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"Ye flatter me with niceties," she comments, lips twitching into the slightest of smirks. Then she smiles, scrunching her nose. "I am feeling quite... exposed in comparison to thee." Ahem.

Ash looks down at her pajamas (or rather a t-shirt and boxer shorts), then back up at Sheila. "You don't say..."

"Aye, m'love," she replies with a solemn nod. "But I do." Sheila bites back a grin, playfully tugging at the hem of Ash's shirt. "'Tis only fair..."

Ash scrunches her face, but still nods. "I guess you're right." She then raises her arms over her head and begins to slink out of the shirt.

When hips and stomach are exposed, Sheila slips her arms around Ash's waist, admiring just how lean the other woman is. There are various marks too - from past battles, no doubt - and her fingertips ghost over them before settling.

Ash shudders as Sheila touches her scars. She then quickly shimmies out of her boxers and kicks them to the side.

"Thou are quite beautiful as well," Sheila murmurs, giving Ash a small smile. Her hands begin to wander, first traveling down the slight curve of Ash's hips and then back up, palm caressing the other woman's waist and sides.

Ash shudders again at Sheila's touch as her own hands go down to Sheila's waist. The right one stays where it is, but the left palm begins to slide itself down Sheila's thigh.

Making a soft noise, she parts her thighs expectantly, waiting for the now-familiar touch of Ash's fingertips. Her own hands hesitate the further up they travel, halting completely once they reach the under curve of Ash's breasts. And then her fingers gingerly fit beneath them, gently cupping them in the palms of her hands.

Ash moves herself closer to Sheila as she moves her good hand in. She gently rubs her fingers against her clit, watching for Sheila's initial reaction.

Sheila gasps sharply, hips arching to Ash's touch. Her hands squeeze a bit harder than intended and she whines a quiet apology, gently rubbing the other woman's breasts with her palms.

Ash winces a bit, but shakes her head. "It's alright, Sheila..." She then leans down and leaves a kiss on her lips.

She returns the kiss, hands beginning to grope just a tad. Her fingertips brush against Ash's nipples, and she uses her thumb to bring one to a point.

There's a sharp intake of breath from Ash followed by a small noise of satisfaction. In response, she applies a bit more pressure to Sheila's clit before sliding a finger in.

A soft moan escaping her lips, Sheila spreads her legs more, welcoming the ministrations of Ash's hand. She continues to tease Ash's nipple, pinching it between her fingers. Her other arm hooks around Ash's back, and she pulls her down on top of her, attempting to get to her breasts with her mouth.

There's a moan that escapes from Ash's throat as Sheila teases her breasts. Her hand gets a bit frantic, but she tries her best to keep a decent rhythm going with her fingers.

She moans a bit louder in response, her hips starting to pick up. Angling her hips upward just-so, she keeps her feet planted on on either side of Ash's thighs, shamelessly presenting all of herself.

Tugging Ash closer, Sheila catches a nipple in her mouth, gently suckling on the hardened nub to draw it out even further.

Ash is trembling a bit at this point. Her fingers speed up as her head tosses back. "Yes...yes..."

Sheila whimpers, her mouth abandoning Ash's nipple as her breath hitches in the back of her throat. The throbbing between her legs is almost unbearable, and she bucks hard against Ash's hand, her arousal seeping down her thigh.

"Oh - m'love..." she murmurs, letting out another gasp before pressing erratic kisses across Ash's chest. Her lips travel to the more neglected nipple, and they greedily wrap about it. She suckles hard, teasing with her tongue.

Ash lets out another moan, her own thighs squeezing together. Her hand movement becomes a bit more erratic, but she isn't giving this up. "Sheila..."

"Mmh." She groans, her hands trailing up Ash's back to find her shoulder blades. And then she clings, her nails digging into her lover's skin to keep a firm grip as her hips rock wildly. She starts to pant, nuzzling against Ash's chest a bit before letting out a whine, her hips arching up completely from the sofa cushions. "Ashley!" she cries out, her eyes squeezing shut. "Please - I beg thee!"

There's a rather loud moan from Ash as she moves in tandem with Sheila's body. She moves her metal hand to the small of Sheila's back to push her hips closer to her as she moves her hand faster and harder. "Oh God, Sheila!"

She cries out loudly, tensing up considerably around Ash's fingers as she's finally driven over the edge. And then she shudders, reduced to soft whimpers as she tries to coax a few last bucks from her aching hips to ride it out.

Ash lets out a final whine as she removes her fingers and feels the wetness on her hand. She looks at Sheila and places another kiss on her lips.

Smiling lazily against Ash's lips, she returns the kiss and makes a soft noise of satisfaction. Then she lets out a sigh, closing her eyes and stretching out on her back. "I love thee..." she murmurs.

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