You’re Mine (Pt. 2)
A/N: This is probably shit because i've never written smut before so PLEASE give me some tips and pointers after you read this:)) It has been pretty much a month since I've posted another fic but I haven't been feeling motivated to write so I'm sorry this took forever..
Word count: 2.8k
Warnings: Smut, NSFW (just soft and sweet, nothing kinky this time boo) :))
"Now, Miss Sherman, let me prove to you how beautiful you are"
Usually, this would be the other way around—your body underneath your girlfriend as she sent you into unbelievable amounts of pleasure—but Diane would occasionally let you take control when she wanted, no, needed to be reassured of how much you adore her, and you've always been more than eager to take action when these moments come along.
She trusts you more than anyone else she's ever known. Her past relationships had convinced her that she would never be properly loved and cared for, but you came along and proved to her the opposite.
And now here the two of you were, Diane lying flat against the soft cushions of the couch while you sat on top of her, your legs straddling her thighs.
You leaned down, hands coming down to plant themselves on each side of her head to prop your body up. Diane's hands came to rest on your hips, fingertips lightly kneading the skin there through the fabric of your skirt before they trailed farther down and under the garment to rest her hands on the same place. You leaned down a little more, mere inches between each other's faces, your lips ghosting just above hers. Her lips curled into a soft smile at the proximity, so close that she could feel the hot wisps of air leaving your mouth and onto her awaiting lips. And oh god how you loved her smile, the real, genuine ones that lit up her whole face and made that small glint appear in her dark eyes. Speaking of her eyes, they were definitely dilated, almost pitch black and filled with so much arousal and want; You had no doubt that yours were the same.
You slid your palm over to rest against her cheek, "Words can't describe how beautiful you are," you stroked your thumb across her cheekbone, "I adore you so much, Diane." Your words came out in almost a whisper, so low and breathy.
And then you closed the gap between your lips, the tension becoming too much for you to bear any longer.
Your lips locked together, noses smushed and eyelashes fluttered as you basked in the feeling before unlocking and locking lips again, tiny moans escaping and being swallowed down by each other's mouths. Diane's hand came to grip your hair, the other traveling from your hip to under your shirt to rest on the dip of your waist, fingertips caressing the goosebump-raised skin there.
Your tongue glided across her bottom lip and she opened, granting your tongue entrance into her mouth. Tongues clashed together as lips moved languidly against each other. Diane slipped her arm around your waist and pulled you down to lay completely against her. You bit down on her bottom lip, causing her hips to buck into you and a small whimper to escape her lips.
"Please," she whispered as she broke away from your lips a moment, her breath already heavy by the apparent rise and fall of her chest, and you'd hardly done anything yet.
You chuckled breathily at her actions, but oh how you loved it; It never failed to send you spiraling into euphoria when she became so needy and sensitive when it was usually the opposite. It was very rarely that you were blessed with the sight of seeing her under you, so fragile and vulnerable.
You debated on asking what she was referring to to tease her, but you refrained. You didn't want to tease and make her plead any further...at least not too much. You were just as eager to worship her as she was. All you wanted to do now is show her how every self-deprecating thing she said about herself were complete and utter lies.
"Well...I guess I'll give you what you want." You smiled teasingly, leaning down to capture her mouth in a hot kiss again as your hands reached to untuck her blouse. Your fingers moved up to start undoing the buttons, your lips trailing away from her mouth and kissing the corner of her lips, her cheek, her jaw. Diane tilted her head back, giving you better access to her neck as your lips skimmed across the pale skin there, teeth grazing and stopping to suck gently on her pulse point. A small groan clawed up from her throat, the vibrations softly tickling your lips as you moved to her collarbone.
You nipped and sucked the skin there, a purple mark already becoming evident while you swiftly undid the last buttons of her shirt, eliciting a soft, needy whimper from the woman below.
"You're just full of noises today, aren't you?" You quipped, earning a soft chuckle from the woman below.
Your lips against her skin drove the woman wild, every kiss burning through her veins and traveling straight down to her growing arousal. She whined at the loss of contact as you detached your lips from her skin. You sat up and tugged at the sleeve of her shirt, a silent command for her to take it off. She sat up slightly while you made quick time to slip it off her shoulders and drop it on the rug.
You leaned forward again, pressing a quick kiss to her lips before moving down to her sternum, leaving a few wet, opened mouth kisses in the space between her breasts. She arched her back a little, allowing your hands to slide around her and fumble with the clasp of her bra. You tossed it carelessly before immediately wrapping your lips around her nipple. She watched your every move before throwing her head back when you started to suck the bud into a stiff peak, teeth lightly grazing before using your tongue to soothe it. The thumb of your other hand came up to brush against the other one, softly pinching and playing with the skin. You repeated the motions until she became a gasping and whimpering mess underneath you. Her hips began to buck harshly against you for a second time, whimpers escaping while her hand flew to tangle itself in your hair.
You pulled away, a thin string of saliva leaving your mouth as you did so. You slid your hands down to find the waistband of her pants. You fumbled around with the button until it popped open, lifting your hips up for a moment as you both worked to slip them off. You looked back up to her as you sat down against her now bare thighs, scanning her practically naked form. She watched you sat there and took her in, how your eyes adoringly roamed over her form. She wondered what you were thinking.
"God, you're perfect," you praised, voice almost cracking as tears threatened to spill from how much you adore her, not just physically, but just...her whole being. You skimmed over a faint scar that laid on the dip of her waist, your thumb absentmindedly stroking the damaged skin. She told you it had been there as a result of her mother. You'd seen it multiple times before, it reminded you of how awfully she was treated, and it broke your heart to no end.
She deserved so much better
She shook her head and grinned, scoffing and rolling her eyes in disbelief. "It's true, you're stunning," you reassured, your hands coming down to grip her waist as you leaned down and pressed a kiss just below her breasts, "beautiful" you uttered softly as you placed another kiss just below the last one, "beautiful" a kiss right above her navel, "beautiful" a kiss above the waistband of her panties.
She watched you the whole time, how you reveled in the warmth of her skin under your lips with every kiss you placed, how you smiled lovingly after each mantra of 'beautiful'.
You hovered up to the dip of her waist, moving your hand away and placing the last kiss on the pinkish skin of her scar.
"Beautiful" you repeated softly, one last time.
Tears almost pooled in Diane's eyes from the way you treated her so lovingly, how you became so soft when it came to pleasing her, especially when it was to prove something. She probably would've started sobbing if she weren't so worked up from your touch.
"Please," Diane breathed out "I don't think I can wait any longer" she pleaded. You nodded as you pulled away from her and sat up. You got up from the couch for a brief moment, slipping off your shirt and skirt and sat back down on her thighs. Your hands slid down, fingers coming to curl under the band of her panties and lifting your legs again to slide them down her smooth legs. You moved off of her thighs, moving down to sit between her legs while she slowly spread them apart, one bent on the couch as the other slid off onto the floor to land on the soft material of the rug, giving you a lovely view of every part of her.
She laid completely bare in front of you, her soft, pale frame draped so elegantly against the cushions of the couch. Your eyes scraped over every dip and curve of her body; The gentle swell of her stomach, the subtle but visible rise of her hipbones, her chest, shoulders, and arms that were freckled with beauty marks.
Your eyes flicked down to her core, completely spread out for you, already puffy and throbbing with pure need. A small smirk appeared on your face as you looked up to meet her gaze, her cheeks and neck gradually sprouting into a pretty shade of red. You moved to lay down between her legs, dangerously close to the place that she needed you the most. You wrapped your arms around her thighs, placing featherlight kisses across the tender flesh of the inner part of them.
The older woman slid her hand down, snaking her slender fingers through your silky hair and lightly grasping the strands. You pressed one last kiss right above her clit, her hips lightly jerking up in a desperate search for more contact. You pulled back, chuckling as you lightly nipped the skin of her thigh as if to say 'be patient' before you finally pressed your tongue to her core, licking a broad stripe between her folds.
She shuddered underneath you, a gasp escaping her lips. Her hips jerked up into your mouth as a result of the sudden contact. You stopped for a moment, lightly nuzzling your nose in the small patch of hair above her clit, humming softly as you took in the smell of her. You looked up to her through your eyelashes, taking in the sight of heavy breathing and flushed cheeks, her head still fell back, exposing the contours of her long neck. You slide your hands around her thighs, resting one on her stomach as the other slid up a bit further to grasp her breast. She looked back down to meet your eyes, her pupils blown with so much arousal. Her right hand slid down to meet yours that laid on her stomach, fingers moving to intertwine with yours.
Your lips hovered right over her clit, lips drawing closer to suck the bud into your hot mouth. Diane let out a sharp moan, her head turning to bury her face in the cushions, trying to suppress the noises that threatened to escape her. She normally wasn't too vocal when it comes to her pleasure.
"Please, let me hear you" you murmured against her, pleading to hear the beautiful noises that you very rarely got to hear from her. You flicked your tongue against her bud before pressing your tongue firmly against it, eliciting a loud moan from her. Your mouth moved languidly against her center, sometimes moving down to slightly dip your tongue inside her. Choked sobs came from above as her walls clenched around you at the heavenly feeling of your mouth.
She was close. You pulled away for a moment, causing Diane to whimper as your mouth left her center. She looked down at you, eyebrows drawn together, the pitiful look she gave you showing how desperate she was.
"Did you think I was going to let you come that easily?" You quipped, eyebrow arching in question. She threw her head back against the cushion once more and let out a dramatic sigh, knowing it would be no use to argue and plead.
You chuckled at her as you stooped your head to press your mouth against her center, lips pulling together and sucking her clit into your mouth again, lightly flicking the nub with the tip of your tongue. Her hand came to grab your hair harshly, fingernails digging into your scalp and effectively tugging you as close as possible to her.
One hand rested on her hip, lightly massaging the skin there while you slid your other hand to her center, gently sliding your fingers up and down her soft folds before slightly probing into her entrance. She let out a sweet moan, hips bucking to encourage your fingers further inside. You slowly eased two fingers in, sliding effortlessly with the amount of slick that had built up between her thighs. You pushed all the way in, knuckles barely visible as you pressed the pads of your fingers against that spot, drawing out a sound between a groan and a whimper from the auburn-haired woman. Your fingers slid in and out, curling and twisting to reach the best spots that pull out the most divine sounds from her.
"God..you feel..so good" she murmured in a broken whisper, unable to trust her vocal chords if she spoke any louder. You hummed in response, sending vibrations to the bud that you still occupied with your mouth. Your hand came up to pin her hips down as she tried to buck into the air again, soft whines and groans leaving her lips.
You pace got faster, and you could see the sheen of sweat that coated her forehead, skin shining in the dim light of the living room. Her hair was tousled, auburn strands sticking to her forehead from the sweat, and her mouth was agape, plump lips swollen from the force of her teeth biting the skin. She looked beautiful, just as simple as that. Even with all of the scars, the fine lines, the stretch marks, you loved it and you loved her even more.
She was close. So close. You could feel her tightening around your fingers, high-pitched moans escaping her on every thrust. You detached your lips from her clit, moving up and away from her center as you came face to face with her. She opened her eyes, just barely, and kissed you. Your tongue clashed with hers as your thumb came down to press against her clit. You curled your fingers inside her, pressing against the spot that you knew would throw her straight over the edge.
You pulled away from her lips, just an inch or less, her breathing quick and erratic, "Come for me, come all over my fingers..you're doing so well," you praised breathily, pressing an opened-mouthed kiss against her neck before moving back to press your lips to hers. Her walls fluttered around your fingers and your mouth swallowed the loud, animalistic groan that escaped her as she came; Muscles tensing, eyebrows drawn together, and hips bucking wildly against you.
Your fingers stayed where they were, drawing out her orgasm as much as possible. You slowly slid them out, drawing out a small whimper from her at the feeling of being empty. Your lips detached from hers, giving her space to catch her breath and recover. You looked into her eyes as you brung your fingers to your lips and sucked the remainder of her juices off of them, "You taste heavenly, my dear" you praised, making her grin and her cheeks erupt into a deeper shade of red than it already was.
"I love you, Miss y/n," her voice so soft and hoarse, "Thank you for everything you've done for me..you've shown me that I'm worthy of all the love you give to me and I can't put into words how much that means to me...truly" she confessed, ending her words with a soft kiss to your lips; So soft and slow and loving.
And you knew then:
that you were her saving grace.
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