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Hand in hand, the two of you approach the glass double doors of the restaurant. A soft smile grew on her rosy lips as your arms swung in unison as you made your way to the entrance. Her soft grey hues catching yours as she pulls the door open for you, waiting for you to slip past so she'd follow. Hands intertwining with her gruff ones once more as you walk up to the counter to be guided to an open seat. The walk was nothing but short. A booth that'd been in a corner of the place was where you both decided to sit, whispering a small "thank you" to the waitress before perching on the smooth leather. You took a seat on the left side, meanwhile your girlfriend had planned to sit on the other side before glancing up at you and quickly moving to be next to you. An arm snaking around your waist and pulling you impossibly closer to the pinkette as you shared a glance at the menu.
"So," she started as her eyes shifted to take in the sight of you in that tight fitted dress you couldn't wait to wear and the one that she couldn't wait to see you in. "What are you getting, princess?" Her voice like honey as she muttered her question in your ear, lips so much as hovering over the shell of it.
"I'll just start off with a water, for now. What about you?" You inquire, head lifting a tad and resting against her shoulder as you gaze up into her pretty orbs. "I guess I'll be having the same."
Her hand settling on your thigh, gently rubbing the skin as she gives you a quick kiss on the forehead.
It hadn't been too long until the waitress came back, yet she hastily left after jotting down what drinks the two of you wanted, though the brawler's eyes were still stuck on you; the way you'd smile softly as you spoke, how your eyes and cheeks crinkled with each smile, the way you lightly ran your fingers over hers, and how the dress you wore defined every part of you.
She was infatuated by you, so much so that you could practically see her drooling—though not actually. All you could do was shy away from her gaze as you shift yours back to the menu. "Quit staring at me like you're gonna eat me." You chuckle as you gently push her, causing her arms to wrap tighter around you while her moves down to whisper in your ear. "But you look so gorgeous, princess. You won't mind if I take a bite, right?" Her teeth grazing the shell of your ear before she drops down to give you a small love bite on the fat of your cheek.
The action sending a wave of heat to your core, thighs squeezing together to give you some form of friction and Vi had quickly took notice of it as a hand of her rubbed your thigh, slowly inching closer and closer to your place of need, eyes meeting yours in a heartbeat as she purrs a simple, "you're gonna need to ask, baby". Every passing second felt like an hour as you watched her hand slip in between your legs only to rub at your clothed sex at an agonizingly slow pace.
"Come on, sweetheart. Tell me what you want." Her head resting against yours as you frantically look around for wandering eyes. "Please" you mumble in hopes of only reaching her ears, but all she does is ask you to speak a bit louder, so you do. "Please, Vi." You beg, louder than the last.
"Please what, princess?" She questions as her hand starts to slip past the clothed barrier. "Please touch me, Vi. Please?" Her eyes lighting up as a she smirks with her bottom lip caught between her teeth. She pulls her hand and arm away swiftly, voice low as she tells you to "come with me, then". Skeptical yet intrigued, you oblige.
Getting up from the booth and following the pinkette until you're both in a bathroom stall. The door being locked shut before your back meets the cool tiled wall. One of your legs are lifted to rest on your the taller woman's hip, her rough hands sliding up your dress and between your legs once more. Fingers slipping past your lace panties and into your core after having teased your folds.
A gasp blended with a whimper had struggled to fall from your lips, which were soon cut off when scarred lips collide with your own. The kiss was deep and slow, yet urgent as her fingers twisted and thrusted into you as they soon stumble across your sensitive spot. Her tongue sliding between your beautifully swollen lips, dancing and curling around in your mouth to reclaim what's hers.
Ragged breaths were shared as she drowned in your pitiful whines of pleasure as you did with her soft groans. Though the intoxicating kiss was soon put to an end—lips still connected by a string of saliva as you separate, her fingers still knuckles deep in you and picking up their pace, causing you to abruptly grab onto her shoulder and bury your face in her neck, in hopes that it'd stifle your cries.
Your legs starting to tremble as you begin to reach your peak. "Vi, I'm–!" Your grip on her shoulder tightening as you whimper.
"Gonna cum for me, baby?" She coos. "Go ahead and make a mess all over my fingers, sweetheart." Her fingers moving in and out of you at an indescribably speed as your quickly approaching orgasm. Your hands searching for a place to grab onto her as you convulse around her fingers, silently crying out as if your voice had been taken from you.
Her rough hands now drenched in your juices, but they're quickly lapped at. Her pretty pink tongue never failing to pick up every last drop before her sweet lips meet the skin of your cheek. "I know you got another one in there for me, right baby?" She spoke softly as she kneeled before you, lifting one of your legs to rest on her shoulder as she continued to keep you steady.
Your now soaked panties dropping to the floor in an instant, your wetness now bare, clenching around nothing from the aftermath of an orgasm and the cool breeze that graced it which was soon replaced with the warmness of pinkette's lips growing closer to your softness. The moment her scarred lips latch onto the soft flesh between your legs, you nearly forget where you are. A whine that'd been louder than expected erupted from within you.
She'd suck and swirl around in your moistness with her tongue, groaning into you as you grab onto the strands of hair on her head, eyes occasionally rolling back as she savors your sweet flavor. Shaking her head every now and again as she applied pressure to your sensitive bud with her pierced nose.
This was all to much to bear on your end; the small shivers you'd get from the overstimulation, the way her nails lightly dug into the fat of your thigh, guaranteed to leave a few crescent shaped marks, how she'd stop ravaging you just to leave a few hickeys and love bites on your inner thighs and folds.
The intensity of the blood-rushing climax that grew near made you whimper and whine louder than you wanted.
As much as you longed to scream out her name, all that came out were worn out pleas and senseless babbles that only grew in pitch when the sudden burst of ecstasy hit you, but her movements never faltered.
Your hands started to push her head away feebly in an attempt to catch some sort of break but the pinkette was far too busy collecting all your sweet juices to notice, though she finally stopped after placing a few love bites on your inner thighs. You lean up against the wall out of exhaustion, the sound of a zipper unzipping notified you that she wasn't done just yet. "Vi, I won't be able to walk out of this stall if we keep going."
Her soft yet hungry grey orbs gazing into your own for a moment before she snickers, picking you up so your legs wrapped around her waist. "Don't worry about that, princess, I'll just carry you." She joked as the plastic dildo she wore started to push into your warmth. Your arms rushing to wrap around her neck as your buried your face in her shoulder to let out a shaky whine. "It's okay, I've got you." She cooed as she buried herself to the hilt, filling you completely as her hands rubbed at your sides as she began moving.
Her thrusts were slow and deep, hips circling slightly to touch every untouched crevice within you. Your body had been trembling in her hold from the stimulation, but you craved for more, the agonizingly slow movements she'd been doing weren't enough. Small pleas were all you could muster up as you clawed at the skin of her back. Luckily, she heard you cries and gave you what you wanted but the wet noises that grew in volume began to come back to a slow as the sound of one of the empty stalls opening and closing were louder.
And at that time, she felt the need to plunge herself back into you roughly, causing a hushed squeak to erupt from you. She shushed you before continuing her slow motions, whispering a "try to be quiet for me, okay" in your ear before she bit and sucked on the skin of your neck till it bruised. Your toes stuck curling as your legs wrapped tighter around the brute, pathetic mewls and whines spilled from your lips as you tried to suppress them.
The gyrating of her hips quickening as your third orgasm approaches sooner than you had expected. Gasps catching in your throat as your mind begins to get dizzy, body violently shuddering as you finally release, convulsing on the dildo as your juices drip on the floor. The bathroom door opening and closing once more, signaling that they'd just left.
You go limp against the pinkette with shallowed breaths as she leaves a few butterfly kisses on your temple and forehead. "Let's get you cleaned up, princess." She murmurs while carefully sliding out of you, running a thumb over your cheek to soothe you in some way.