CW: Sexual Content
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Blythe lifted her shirt, getting ready to take it off. A pair of pale arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her shirt back down. "Baby?"
"Don't take off your clothes." Rosalie sensually ran her hand up Blythe's stomach.
"Why shouldn't I?" Blythe shivered once Rosalie planted a soft kiss under her jaw.
"Because I want to take them off of you," Rosalie whispered in Blythe's ear. Rosalie's hand cupped one of Blythe's breasts, glad to see that they lacked the protection of a bra.
"Last time you ripped off my pants." Blythe reminded Rosalie.
Rosalie pouted once Blythe pushed away Rosalie's grasp. "It wasn't coming off and I got impatient."
Blythe laughed, finding Rosalie's lack of patience adorable. "You are always rushing. Let's take things slow." Blythe pulled the pouting blonde closer to her. The two immortals kissed. Setting a slow and sensual tone for the events that were to follow.
Blythe laughed once her lover whined due to the slow pace. "I need more, Baby." Rosalie slipped her hand into Blythe's pants, softly kneading Blythe's clit. Rosalie yelped and giggled once she was suddenly thrown over Blythe's shoulder. "Blythe put me down."
Blythe speeded over to their bed and set Rosalie down. Blythe slowly stripped herself of her clothes, teasing the impatient woman. Rosalie reached to take off her own shirt but stopped once she received a glare from Blythe.
Blythe hovered over her beautiful fiancee completely naked. Rosalie's eyes traveled over Blythe's body. "You're so beautiful."
"Thank you, Princess." Blythe kissed Rosalie, slowly yet firmly dominating the kiss. Rosalie's hands traveled along Blythe's curves, causing the younger woman to get more into the kiss.
Rosalie slipped her hand between Blythe's open legs. The brunette moaned once Rosalie's index finger slowly rubbed her clit. Blythe unlatched from Rosalie's lips and latched onto her neck instead.
Rosalie rubbed Blythe's clit in faster, harsher circles. The blonde moaned once the girl on top lightly bit into her neck. Blythe subconsciously lowered her hips. Rosalie slipped two fingers into the brunette, slipping her fingers in and out.
It didn't take long for Blythe's body to tense and shiver as a climax rolled throughout her body. Proud of what she had done Rosalie removed her fingers and sucked them clean.
Immediately recovering from her joyous orgasm, Blythe ripped off Rosalie's jeans and spread her legs wide open. Rosalie couldn't help but feel hot under Blythe's hungry gaze. "Please?" Rosalie whispered.
Wordlessly, Rosalie watched as her lover leaned down and closed her lips around Rosalie's swollen nub. Rosalie sighed in contentment and closed her eyes. She found her peace quickly disrupted once Blythe started to tongue her clit while gently sucking it.
Rosalie let out a loud moan and gripped the bedsheet under her. Blythe wrapped her hands around each of Rosalie's thighs, pushing them up so that she could have more access. Rosalie couldn't control the way her body reacted under Blythe's touch. She couldn't help but moan, grip the sheets tighter, and inevitably shake once she orgasmed.
Blythe sat up and swiped her tongue over her lips, licking all the cum off of her lips. "Did I do a good job?" Blythe asked teasingly.
"You always do, Baby." Rosalie pulled Blythe down onto her lips. "Promise me something."
"Hmm?" Blythe gently caressed Rosalie's leg.
Rosalie looked up at her lover with worry and concern. "Promise me that you'll survive tomorrow."
"Nothing will tear us apart. Not even death." Blythe promised.
