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"God, your mouth…" Diana groaned.
Lavender added two fingers, slow and steady, curling them with practiced skill. Diana bucked against her, thighs tightening around Lavender's head as she cried out. Lavender moaned too, lost in the taste and sound and smell of her, letting her hand speed up as Diana cried out as her orgasm washed over her.
But she didn’t stop.
Lavender kept moving, gentle but unrelenting, drawing every aftershock from Diana’s trembling body until she had to tug Lavender up by the hair, panting. "Oh my god, I need a minute."
Lavender kissed her, slow and deep, letting her taste herself on Lavender’s tongue. "Then lie back."
Diana let herself be guided, eyes heavy-lidded but curious. Lavender reached to the nightstand and pulled open the drawer.
"You keep toys by the bed?" Diana asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Of course. Don’t you?" Lavender grinned.
She held up a small, curved dildo, slick black silicone with a slight girth to it. Diana flushed slightly, then grinned.
"Lie back," Lavender said again, voice lower now.
Diana obliged, watching her with wide eyes.
Lavender slid the toy along her folds, already soaked from before. She pressed it in slow, just enough to feel full, then leaned forward over Diana, her breasts brushing against Diana's chest.
"I want to ride your thigh," she whispered. "I want you to watch me come."
Diana swore under her breath and shifted, bending one knee so Lavender could straddle it. The pressure was immediate and perfect. The toy pressed inside her, and the hard muscle of Diana's thigh ground against her clit. Lavender rocked her hips, letting herself move with growing intensity. She held eye contact, grinding harder, faster, until she couldn’t stop the moan that ripped from her chest.
"Touch yourself," she said, voice rough with need. "I want to see."
Diana slipped one hand between her legs as she watched Lavender writhe against her. Their eyes locked as Lavender came, shaking, crying out Diana's name again and again. Diana wasn't far behind, her fingers moving faster, her breath catching before her whole body arched in release.
Lavender collapsed forward, catching herself on her hands before she crushed Diana completely.
"Still with me?" she whispered.
Diana laughed, breathless. "Barely."
Lavender kissed her again, then shifted off her lap, crawling back up the bed to the headboard.
"One more?"
Diana raised an eyebrow. "You planning to kill me?"
Lavender just smiled and lay back, spreading her legs. "Sixty-nine. Come here."
Diana didn't hesitate.
They moved together in a tangle of limbs, Lavender guiding Diana's hips above her face, her hands spreading her open as she pulled her down to her mouth. Diana gasped, her hands bracing on the headboard as she lowered herself onto Lavender's tongue. At the same time, Diana's mouth found Lavender's wetness, licking her with voracious hunger.
The position sent shocks of pleasure through both of them with every movement. They rocked against each other, gasping, moaning, their pleasure feeding back in a loop. Lavender couldn’t tell which of them was louder or shaking harder.
She came again with Diana's name on her lips, and the sound of it pushed Diana over the edge once more. They collapsed sideways, breathing hard, bodies covered in sweat and juices and the scent of each other.
They lay entwined in the darkness, Diana’s head on Lavender’s shoulder while the harbor lights reflected through the porthole. The cats had claimed the foot of the bed, their purring adding to the gentle soundtrack in the quiet that felt comfortable.
“I’m falling in love with you,” Lavender whispered in quiet certainty. “Not just attracted to you, not just grateful for our partnership; I’m in love with you.”
Diana lifted her head, meeting Lavender’s gaze in the dim light. “I’m…I’m in love with you too. I thought I’d forgotten how to let someone matter this much. You’ve changed everything about how I see the world, how I do my job, and even how I understand what it means to really protect people.”
