Cosmic Strings || Ray Palmer

Left Behind Part One (M)

"What?" She teased, "You didn't see much of this on the Island?"

Alex rolled her eyes, the initial shock wearing off, playfully pushing Sara's shoulder as she went back to brushing her teeth, catching the soft curve of Sara's breasts in the reflection of the mirror, Hub city sun almost surrounding the assassin like a halo.

Alex forced herself to look away, so the blonde didn't think she was staring. Sara joined the brunette at the sink, dressed only in a shirt she was pretty sure Sara stole from Ray.

Their shoulders were touching, the smell of cheap floral shampoo weaving itself through Alex's nose as Sara moved closer, throwing her blonde curls into a bun while a smirk seemed permanently stuck on her face.

"I'm gonna take a day to myself," Sara announced, "I think I deserve it."
Alex chuckled with a mouthful of toothpaste before spitting it into the sink, "Haven't you been doing that our entire time here?"

Sara bit her lip playfully, "Look, as long as Ray is able to provide for us, I think I'm entitled to a few days to myself."

"There's a difference between a few days and an entire month."

Sara pressed closer, height difference exaggerated as the space between them grew smaller. Alex's gaze flickered to the bottom half of Sara's face, unable to tear her eyes away from the subtle lick of her pink lips, the cheap shampoo becoming intoxicating, and there was something about knowing that she wasn't wearing anything underneath that sent Alex tingling.

Pinning Sara's shoulders against the wall, Alex pressed her lips against the other woman's, hands wandering down to the hem of the stolen shirt.

Fingernails dug into the skin of her thigh, wrapping Sara's leg around her waist, hips pressed together. Her tongue wandered the skin around her mouth before finding itself between Sara's lips again.

She bit down hard on Sara's bottom lip as they pulled apart, a soft moan leaving the assassin's lips. Her hands wandered inward, toward her core, finger slipping inside her. Sara's hot breath blew past her shoulder, exciting Alex between her thighs, the assassin clawing at the material covering Alex's shoulders, nails threatening to burrow into her skin.

Alex ceased her actions when she heard Sara wince. "Do you wanna stop?"

Sara shook her head, grabbing Alex's hand and repositioning it, "There," she whined, "That's better," Her shoulders relaxed, shutting her eyes as sounds of pleasure passed her lips. Alex continued to stroke upward, slowly at first.

She teased the sides of her lower lips, playing with the folds before continuing her strokes, faster this time.

Alex slipped the appendage out, snaking her hand around Sara's waist, placing her on the sink, spreading her thighs open.

She was ravenous, nipping the areas around Sara's neck, sucking at the skin. Everything she had been holding inside was released in this one singular act.

She massaged Sara' s thighs, each kiss pressed to the skin; a geyser of emotion breaking free. She peppered the pelvis with lovebites, tongue following the curve straight to the bundle of nerves that waited for her.

She teased the small knot, pressing her lips to the area surrounding it, Sara's whimpers letting her know that she was going about this the right way. Her tongue moved downward, licking up the wetness that had begun to form, relishing in the taste that passed her lips. She pressed further inward, lips fluttering near Sara's folds before pulling back out, finally locking around her core, sucking the knot before letting her tongue massage it.

She finished by licking her lips and fluttering her lips against Sara's.

Alex strode away, shutting the door behind her, feeling more relaxed than she had in years.