What The Heart Desires | LingOrm

Chapter 9: Not A Pillow Princess [ E ]

After that spicy first round on the sofa, Orm's brain felt utterly dazed. BECAUSE IT HAPPENED. IT REALLY HAPPENED.

Holy shit, she'd never felt such intense lust and desire in her damn life. It wasn't just that; it was also how soft and gentle Ling was with her. How the older woman made her feel so safe yet so wanted was beyond her. Her heart swelled, and her fingertips tingled. She felt like she was in heaven. Hold on, let's take that back. She WAS in heaven. Lingling Kwong was her heaven.

Snapping back to reality, Orm's breath hitched in her throat as she felt arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her into an embrace. She felt fingers against her skin and a brief rustle of fabric before her clothes finally fell to the floor.

That's right. They were both in Ling's bathroom, getting ready to shower. It was clear that they'd be showering together before bed.

"God, you're so beautiful," Ling murmured, drinking in the sight of the woman before her. Every curve, every surface of that milky skin, she drank it all in. Her fingers danced along Orm's bare torso, relishing in the way the younger woman shivered at the touch.

Orm looked at herself and then back at Ling. Something was clearly out of place here, and it certainly wasn't her. Her fingers got straight to work, helping the older woman out of her outfit. Once all pieces of clothing were on the floor, Orm felt the oxygen dissipate from the room. She could barely fucking breathe Lingling Kwong was so gorgeous.

This was her first time seeing Ling in her entirety, and oh my fucking god, she felt like she could pass out right then and there the older woman looked so delicious. Her body was curvy yet toned, smooth and supple. Oh, how she couldn't wait to be in between those legs to tast—

"Like what you see?" the older woman chuckled, amused at Orm's reactions.

"Like is an understatement, tee ruk; I love what I see," Orm purred, stepping towards Ling and wrapping her arms around the older woman. Oh lord, did it feel good, her naked skin pressed up against Ling's. There was no fabric between them whatsoever, and just this mere touch alone was making her aroused all over again.

Ling nuzzled her nose against Orm's, smirking, "Well, good thing this is all yours now, huh?".

Their lips met in a searing kiss, their hands roaming freely, stroking, squeezing and exploring. Pressed up against the shower door, Orm whimpered as Ling placed open-mouthed kisses along the younger woman's neck. She simply could not get enough of this woman.

After several rounds of making out, the women finally jumped into the shower to freshen up. Their first time showering together was not spicy at all (but next time, who knows, heh), but both women took turns lathering each other up with soap and washing each other's hair. The whole ordeal was sweet and tender, with brief teasing moments when fingers found their way towards rather sensitive areas.

Once they were done, they adorned comfortable robes and, hand in hand, headed for the bedroom. There was no point in changing into sleepwear when it was likely they wouldn't need to wear it in the first place, right?

The moment they reached the king-sized bed, Orm pushed Ling onto it, and the older woman yelped as she fell back. They broke into a laugh as Orm crawled on top of her, straddling the older woman's waist and pinning Ling's arms above her head.

"Oh, hello. Has OrmLing come out to play tonight?" Ling chuckled, the younger woman grinning down at her mischievously.

"Absolutely! I can't let you have all the fun now, can I?" Orm huffed, leaning down to kiss Ling's lips passionately. Ling moaned as she felt Orm's tongue brush against her own, the kiss igniting the flames of desire within her once more. She wanted to ravish Orm again and have her squirming beneath her.