Lucy adds a third finger, and Deanna hears the sound of something being moved around. All at once, something hot lands between her shoulder blades and she yelps, cringing a bit. Lucy chuckles, tipping the candle she held in her hand again. A few more drops of wax drip down onto Deanna’s skin, making the smaller girl whimper and writhe (as much as she could anyway, given the handcuffs and the glass).
“Come on,” Lucy urges. “You know you want it.” She tips the candle again and thrusts deep with her fingers, and is rewarded with a cry from the girl beneath her. Deanna growls out Lucy’s name, daring to push against the fingers inside of her. Lucy smirks and starts moving a little faster, rubbing Deanna’s clit. The smaller girl could feel the heat rising inside her and she fought to hold it off.
The candle disappeared and something tugs on the clamps again. Deanna whines, the sensation in her nipples only making it that much harder to resist. Lucy growls and curls her fingers, and Deanna tenses, tipping over the edge. She lets out a cry, hips jerking, the glass tipping and spilling ice water down her back. Lucy chuckles and slows as Deanna comes down from her high, slipping her fingers out.
“I love you,” Lucy whispers, picking up the glass and most of the ice. She undoes the clamps, Deanna whining a bit as the blood rushes back into her nipples.
“I…fuck…love you…too,” Deanna pants, hips twitching a bit. Lucy smiles, takes off the blindfold, and undoes the handcuffs, wrapping a thick blanket around her lover. “Next time I get to pick, okay?” Lucy turns and smiles before climbing into the bed.
“Of course.” The greatest thing about that, Lucy thinks, is that I know exactly what’s in store.
SPN, girl!Dean/girl!Lucifer, temperature!kink [2/2]
“Come on,” Lucy urges. “You know you want it.” She tips the candle again and thrusts deep with her fingers, and is rewarded with a cry from the girl beneath her. Deanna growls out Lucy’s name, daring to push against the fingers inside of her. Lucy smirks and starts moving a little faster, rubbing Deanna’s clit. The smaller girl could feel the heat rising inside her and she fought to hold it off.
The candle disappeared and something tugs on the clamps again. Deanna whines, the sensation in her nipples only making it that much harder to resist. Lucy growls and curls her fingers, and Deanna tenses, tipping over the edge. She lets out a cry, hips jerking, the glass tipping and spilling ice water down her back. Lucy chuckles and slows as Deanna comes down from her high, slipping her fingers out.
“I love you,” Lucy whispers, picking up the glass and most of the ice. She undoes the clamps, Deanna whining a bit as the blood rushes back into her nipples.
“I…fuck…love you…too,” Deanna pants, hips twitching a bit. Lucy smiles, takes off the blindfold, and undoes the handcuffs, wrapping a thick blanket around her lover. “Next time I get to pick, okay?” Lucy turns and smiles before climbing into the bed.
“Of course.” The greatest thing about that, Lucy thinks, is that I know exactly what’s in store.