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"Look at me, Tala."
Neon shivered. Her eyes were hazy, focused on a nondescript point across the room, but she struggled to do as she'd been told, and fixed her gaze on her girlfriend instead.
Fade could have almost purred at the sight of her.
She was stretched out, tilted somewhere between her back and her side, with one of her thighs twitching beneath her. Fade had the other one hooked over her shoulder, forcing her to spread as far apart as her body would let her.
She didn't seem to mind. Quite the opposite, in fact - every time Fade bent down over her, pressing her legs further apart, she whined and squirmed like an animal in heat, desperate for her.
Neon's hair was a wreck. Fade had pulled one of her pigtails free, so she lay with one pinned underneath her, while the rest of her hair was strewn about her face and neck, clinging to the sweat on her skin.
She was naked from the waist down. She was almost naked on her top half, too, if it weren't for the jacket slung about her shoulders, hanging loose and open at the front, and shaking with Fade's thrusts in a way that just revealed a glimpse of her breasts.
From those glimpses, she was sweating heavily under that jacket. Her skin glinted whenever it caught the light.
It was Fade's jacket, not hers. She'd planned on wearing it that day, but Neon had grown so ravenous at the sight of her that they hadn't made it out the door.
Fade was sweating, too. She hadn't gotten undressed before Neon had pounced on her, so she rutted against her, now, still clothed in her shirt and unzipped trousers.
She'd regret it later, she was certain. She'd sweat through this outfit and need to change again, and their never-ending cycle of laundry would continue.
For now, though, she fucked her girlfriend with her boxers shoved down just far enough, and her shirt pulled up enough, that she could fish her cock out and spear her with it.
"Fuck," Neon's breath hitched as Fade slammed their hips together. "Fuck, fuck-"
"Whimpering for me," Fade chuckled, turning her face towards the leg she was holding over her shoulders and kissing her there. "Are you so desperate?"
"Harder," Neon only pleaded.
"Always harder." Fade chuckled, running a palm up Neon's stomach. She dipped it under the jacket's zip and pulled it aside, giving herself a handsome view of her girlfriend's body. "Fuck, you're beautiful."
That had been too much, apparently. Neon tore her eyes away, burying them in her arms.
Fade clicked her tongue with playful disapproval. She pressed her body down, crushing Neon's legs apart, and pulled her arms away to reveal her face again.
"Look at me," she murmured a second time, and Neon whined, her free leg lifting to curl about her waist.
"Harder, Fade," she urged, but this position pressed much of the air out of her, so her voice came out reedy and hoarse, punctuated with gasps for breath. "Faster. Please."
"Greedy," Fade pulled back and rolled her spine, grinding her body down against Neon's. "Even when I have you contorted, you want more."
"Please," Neon almost sounded like she was sobbing. She fought against Fade's grip, opening and closing her fists, and Fade knew she was desperate to claw her nails down her back. "It isn't enough. I need to go faster."
"Poor thing," Fade mused, and pulled back, sliding out of her and releasing her leg. "You want to ride me?"
Neon all but wept as Fade pulled out of her, but she gasped at her suggestion.
"Fuck."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah." Neon cleared her throat, gasping for breath, and held up a shaking hand, which soon flopped back to the mattress. "Just… a minute."
Fade grinned and stretched out in bed next to her. She preened at seeing Neon so flustered, and her cock twitched as it splayed up against her belly, antsy with anticipation.
Neon reached out and touched a finger gently to her shaft.
"Can you take that off?"
Fade cocked her brow.
"The condom?"
At Neon's affirming nod, Fade rolled her eyes.
This wasn't new. Neon loved it when she came inside her. It gave her a thrill of something forbidden, something dangerous, something territorial, and she loved the mark it made on her as it dripped out of her afterwards.
Still, Fade knew it wasn't all sunshine and rainbows.
"You're going to regret it in one hour," she warned. "You always do."
"I do not," Neon pouted.
"You'll regret it as soon as we need to do emergency laundry and change the sheets," Fade argued. "And when you need to go get one of those 'oops' pills from the infirmary. You pout at me every time."
"Sure I do," Neon snorted. "But I still enjoy feeling you more than I don't enjoy having to ask for those pills."
Fade rolled her eyes again, but pulled the condom off, anyway.
She didn't share Neon's breeding kink, but it didn't bother her so long as they took precautions.
They'd both been tested for bugs, so they knew they were clean enough, but more importantly, Neon was diligent in her own forms of birth control. She took a pill every day, and even with that, whenever they did this, they took another pill after the fact, just to make sure nothing would come of it.
The idea of children would likely always frighten her, but she knew Neon knew that, and wouldn't be careless about it.
Neon got herself up after a while, once she'd caught her breath. She swung a leg over Fade, straddling her, and reached down to angle Fade's shaft.
Content in knowing Neon would handle most of it from here - she could move far faster than her, and when she rode her didn't often leave Fade much time to do much but breathe - Fade rested her hands on Neon's thighs and looked up at her through her eyelashes. She looked stunning like this, hovering above her with the room's lights forming a golden blur around the outline of her.
Neon thrust downward, sheathing Fade inside of her, and Fade's eyes rolled back in her skull. She bared her teeth at the sudden tightness in her belly - already, Neon was moving fast. Her pace was bruising, the weight of her a heavy, delicious crush against her hips that pressed her hard into the mattress and felt like it might mould their pelvises to fit each other.
Watch her, Fade thought, and shook her head in an attempt to claw her way back to the surface.
Neon's hips slammed up and down the length of her faster than she could think. Each stroke made her body sing, pleasure burning her from the root of her cock and outward.
She opened her eyes, although it was hard to focus on much, and saw the lapels of her jacket swinging open with Neon's thrusts. They flapped open and shut as she rolled her body, and beneath them, Fade saw her breasts clapping against her ribcage, too, and her stomach trembling with the force of impact. She had such little body fat compared to her muscle that it was sometimes difficult to see outside of her cheeks, her breasts, her rear, and her thighs, but the sight of it now made Fade snarl through her teeth.
She gripped Neon's hips and did what she could to thrust her hips up to meet her. She couldn't match her speed, but the effort alone made Neon cry out.
She was stuttering above her, desperate to continue but clearly starting to feel the fringes of her orgasm on the horizon.
Good. That meant she'd still be aware enough to feel this.
Fade wouldn't last nearly as long, although the thought of Neon continuing to use her after she finished was another layer of excitement.
Calm. Hold out for as long as you can.
She tried. She held her breath, focusing hard on the current moment instead of the beautiful feeling that was only growing harder to ignore.
When it was too hard, and there was nothing left for her but to give in, Fade reached up and grabbed Neon by the bottom of that jacket. She pulled her down, slamming Neon's hips onto her own, and wrenched her body upwards to press them as tightly together as she could.
She came quietly, as was normal for her, but when she felt Fade swell and spill inside her, Neon lifted her head, and she filled their room with sweet music.