Bit Into Your Love {SAPPHIC}

🩸Euphoria (pt.39)🩸

(A/N, smut warning :) almost immediately, you know the drill by now)

Cuddled on the sofa together, I looked up at Cleo. She was once again busy bottle feeding Melanie. She was perfect, absolutely stunning. The butterflies in my stomach churned and left me with a big smile.

Melanie was pretty, too. Let's just say, she was cute in pink, and Cleo had given me way too big of a budget for baby clothes.

As I reached over for the remote my thighs collided together, it was only then I realized I was horny. I hadn't felt that in a long time.

It didn't help that her shirt was off. She was completely topless while feeding our baby.

This time it was different for me, however. That article was seriously going to be the end of me.

"C-Cleo..." I whispered, leaning back into her.

"Mm?" She didn't take her eyes off Melanie.

"Nothing, nothing, never mind."

"Whatever you say, babydoll..." She hummed.

Melanie finished her bottle and let out a small coo.

Cleo moved the blanket off her lap and got up, gently placing her in her swing next to the sofa. Melanie was four months old now, she'd learned how to move her arms and legs, and was able to get it to swing by herself.

"I am actually...really horny." I whispered.

"I know," she snorted.

"Wh-what?"

"That was obvious. You were watching me. Not in the normal way, either,"

"Oh," I gulped.

"Wait here."

She headed up the stairs and I pulled the blanket back over my lap.

Melanie began to cry, which was also exactly how I felt when Cleo left. Clearly, we understood each other.

I got up with a small sigh and walked over to her swing, lightly giving it a little push, before picking up her pacifier from the table and gently settling it into her mouth. She let out a little whimper, thrashing her arms about.

"You like the duckies don't you, lovely?" I said softly, running my hand across her head.

Her pacifier had duck print on it, she was ecstatic the first time it had been put in her mouth.

We already had so much in common.

"Lovely" had in fact not left my vocabulary, and was instead my child's nickname. Cleo hadn't yet made her opinions known on it.

Melanie gave me a small excited kick once she saw Cleo come back down the stairs. I giggled and kissed the top of her head, then stood up and went to sit back on the sofa.

Cleo gave her a small head rub before coming back to sit next to me.

"How are you going to do this?..."

"Trust me. I can make two people happy at once, darling."

Tingles ran down my spine at her husky voice. She only called me "darling" during a scene.

"Are you sure?" Wh-what about the baby?"
"She won't realize a thing, my love. She's too young."

"Oh.."

I wasn't sure if she could tell I was nervous, I hope she did.

Cleo suddenly pulled the blanket over our laps and leaned in close to my ear.