Her grip on the chair tightens, and her head tips back, the coil of her blonde hair tumbling down her back, but she makes herself look back to her wife. To see the adoration in her gaze, it— makes her feel as she never has before, feels as though her heart is bursting from the joy of it. Hips arching up, rocking to meet Lakshmi's hand, though she tries to rein it in. Not be rough or too strong.
And then Lakshmi lowers her head, brings her lips to her, and Magni cannot hold back her moan. She tries to cut it short, swallow it down, but the curl of Lakshmi's fingers renders the effort pointless. "Lakshmi." Her name breaks on Magni's tongue, and Magni's muscles are straining, breath becoming more ragged. The quiet is being drawn away, that armour slowly coming apart as Lakshmi's lips and tongue work against her, as her fingers move inside her.
Magni's carefulness and control is crumbling, and one of her hands cups the back of Lakshmi's head. Not holding her in place or pulling her closer, just a desperate need to be touching her, as her back arches and a loud moan echoes. Breath rasping, body not quite stilled, muscles trembling and Magni slumped in her seat.
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And then Lakshmi lowers her head, brings her lips to her, and Magni cannot hold back her moan. She tries to cut it short, swallow it down, but the curl of Lakshmi's fingers renders the effort pointless. "Lakshmi." Her name breaks on Magni's tongue, and Magni's muscles are straining, breath becoming more ragged. The quiet is being drawn away, that armour slowly coming apart as Lakshmi's lips and tongue work against her, as her fingers move inside her.
Magni's carefulness and control is crumbling, and one of her hands cups the back of Lakshmi's head. Not holding her in place or pulling her closer, just a desperate need to be touching her, as her back arches and a loud moan echoes. Breath rasping, body not quite stilled, muscles trembling and Magni slumped in her seat.