Freen's head tipped forward, her breath tickling along Becca's ear as she whispered with a husky tone, "I want you... I want this..." Becca felt the jolt down her abdomen at Freen's words. She knew Freen was ready, but she still wasn't sure if she was. There were so many implications to think about should they go through with this, such as their friendship, relationship, situationship, and their band. Becca knew that so many things could go wrong.
Freen had caught onto Becca's habit of overthinking and knew the second a certain vacant expression graced Becca's features that she was heading down that hole. "Becca, look at me..." Freen leaned back in order to see Becca's eyes. Becca's focus came back and zoned in on Freen's deep, dark gaze, which was so clearly aflame with desire. "Don't think. Feel..." Freen leaned in and kissed Becca like it was the final opportunity. Her hunger could no longer be ignored and she did not plan on even just trying. She unabashedly started grinding down into Becca's lap, which she was still straddling tightly.
Becca melted into the fiery kiss and absorbed all of Freen's passion. She could not refrain from moving her hands up the back of Freen's shirt, stopping where she felt the bra strap. From there she raked her nails down Freen's back, leaving fine red lines embedded in her otherwise immaculate skin. "Oh god, that's it..." Freen moaned against Becca's lips and arched her back into the pleasant pain Becca was inflicting. Her hips dipped down again, hard, into Becca's lap, while her mind went completely blank. Freen was gone.
Becca shivered as Freen's words graced her ears and she couldn't help but tilt her head in order to catch a glimpse of their bodies sliding together, where the heat was about to start a raging fire. Becca lost her breath at the sight of the skin now exposed from Freen's shirt riding up her perfect stomach. In the other direction, Freen's thighs were visible, as well as her white underwear. Becca felt like she could come undone right there and then, but the pleasure she felt was so potent that she wanted to immerse herself so deeply and then completely drown.
Freen reached for Becca's hands and brought them up to the buttons of her shirt, waiting for Becca to make that crucial decision. It was right then, or perhaps never. Thus that as well scared Becca, maybe more than anything. She knew she could not keep on declining Freen. She knew she couldn't keep holding herself back. Freen watched Becca with a dark blaze in her eyes, breathing heavily from both effort and anticipation. Becca stared back ferociously and bit her bottom lip.
She popped the first button while trying to steady the slight tremble in her hands. This was so not like Becca, to lack her usual confidence in bed. This was so different, she knew, because it was Freen. Her best friend, her first love, her first heartbreak, and now Becca would be Freen's first lover. Becca almost grinned at the irony, but her lips were already sliding up Freen's neck, causing Freen to groan in delight. Once Becca had finished the row of buttons, she pushed the shirt slowly over Freen's shoulders. Once it dropped, Becca's heart nearly gave out. Now, seated in her lap, was Freen in all her beautiful glory, covered by nothing but a pair of white underwear.
"Fuck me..." Becca swallowed and Freen gave her a cheeky grin. "Oh I plan on it." Freen hissed at Becca as she felt that Becca was toying with the clasp of her bra. Becca didn't hesitate long before she popped it open with ease, freeing the soft flesh trapped beneath. Becca marveled at what she saw, her fingers reaching to run along each and every perfect curve that they found. Becca swore Freen did not look like this when they were at school and was rather glad that it took them until now to reveal themselves to each other. They both wanted to savour each moment of this new chapter of their lives that somehow intertwined again after so many years. It felt like an eternity ago now.
"You need to take off your jeans, babe. They're a little rough, if you know what I mean..." Freen grinned at Becca as she watched the woman who was clearly worshipping her body. Becca glanced up with a furious blush stretching across her features when she registered what Freen had said. The goddess in Becca's lap pulled back a little as she went to work on the button and fly of Becca's jeans. Becca helped Freen to push them down her legs and finally Freen tugged them off Becca's feet, flinging them to the side. Becca was wearing her usual black boy shorts that Freen thought she looked so explosively hot in. Freen couldn't waste more time and tugged Becca's top over her head, where she found that it was nothing but skin from there on.
Becca's breath hitched at the intensity of Freen's stare directed at her, causing her to very quickly flip them horizontally on the bed. Freen moaned loudly as Becca's hips came to rest between her thighs, suddenly feeling quite overwhelmed by the pleasure that was burning at the contact. She almost couldn't believe what was actually transpiring, which caused a mere moment of hesitance. Becca quickly picked up on it and hovered above Freen, unable to make proper sense of the mixture of lust and worry swarming through her mind. "Are you okay? Do you want to stop?"
Freen gently shook her head with a smitten smile stretching her lips. "I was just worried for a second that I don't know what to do, but I trust you to show me." Freen reached up to hook her arms around Becca's neck and slowly pulled her down in order to kiss her, then breathed warmly against Becca's swollen lips, "I want... no, I need you right now. I can't hold on any longer." Becca was so over waiting further to stop now, immediately jumping at Freen's green light. She lowered her body onto Freen's and rolled her hips into her once again, starting a gentle rhythm of back and forth, completely stealing Freen's breath at the friction.
Becca struggled to focus once she had lowered herself onto Freen, the pressure of their naked torsos awakening a swarm in her stomach. She reveled in every little bit of Freen's soft flesh and warm skin pressing into her own, spurring her onwards to let one hand clasp onto Freen's hip and tug her closer whenever she ground into Freen. The noises escaping the dark haired goddess was music to Becca's ears as she continued her onslaught, her lips falling into Freen's neck to taste her. "Fuck, you feel so good..." Becca breathed heavily onto the soft space beneath Freen's ear and it made her shudder.
"Becca...please... I want to feel you..." Freen whimpered and moaned at the same time, pushing her hips up into Becca to emphasize what exactly she wanted. Out of the two of them, it was surprising that Freen would be the aggressor, but she had definitely had enough of not receiving her fair share of pleasure. There was no one else that she'd rather receive it from than her Becca. She shifted her hips again in order to help Becca slide her underwear down her legs, soon followed by Becca's. Becca let her body slide back into place between Freen's legs at a painful pace, causing freen to let go of an elongated moan as heat washed through her body and threatened to consume her.
"Oh god, Freen..." Becca husked against Freen's ear as she was overcome by rolling waves of pleasure, being able to feel Freen completely bare and hot and...wet. Freen was so wet, and as Becca grinded against her, she could feel the wetness spreading across her own skin below her navel. It made her burn like no other woman ever had. She needed to feel more, and so she leaned her weight onto one elbow while the other hand carefully reached further than Freen's hip. Her fingers moved along the goosebumps lining Freen's skin and as Becca shifted her hips a little, her hand slipped down into the wat heat between them.
"Fuuuuck... yes, dont stop..." Freen moaned and whined almost deliriously at Becca, blind with passion and desire. She could feel Becca's fingers expertly slide down her slit and back up again, feeling Freen, caressing Freen, driving Freen crazy. Becca was driving herself crazy, however, as she felt the velvet, warm and wet, of Freen's body. In another life she might have dreamed about this moment, but here they were and Becca had to swallow hard and shut her eyes to keep herself somewhat grounded. She slowly continued to slide her fingers up and down, making sure to place some more pressure with each passing where she felt Freen's swollen bump. Goddamn, this was euphoric, Becca had thought.
Once Becca had dared to place pressure around the entrance to Freen's warm core, the woman gave a little spasm and a positive groan of pleasure, her back arching off the bed and pressing hard into Becca's body. "Inside, please..." Freen begged raggedly into Becca's ear, her fingers digging into Becca's back hard enough to leave marks. Becca didn't want to leave Freen hanging any longer and so, at a painfully slow pace, slid her middle finger carefully into Freen. Becca was well aware that this would be the first time Freen would feel this sensation, other than when she did it to herself. Freen's body was more than welcoming, however, and Becca pushed into Freen's wet depths with ease. Freen produced a bigger spasm this time, as well as a louder sound. This time it sounded primal, hungry and demanding. "Becca, fuck..." Freen growled and reached for Becca's head, turning it in order to be able to see Becca's black eyes. "Freen..." Becca was breathless, absolutely delirious from the heat of the moment, and it was all she could get out.
"Do it... Make love to me..." Love, the word resounded in both minds. Love. What else could it be? After everything, what word was more suitable than love? It wasn't sex. It was so much more than just physical release. It was emotional release from confines that had never given the opportunity for feelings to evolve into more. Freen had never loved anyone. Neither had Becca. But they had always loved each other.
Becca responded wordlessly by leaning into Freen and kissing her deeply, her tongue sliding against Freen's wantonly. Freen welcomed Becca both into her mouth and into her body as she felt that single finger start to move. It slowly drew back before pushing in again, going deeper, allowing Becca to curl it against Freen's upper wall. Freen's hips started rolling in rhythm with the slow but relentless pace Becca had set with her hand, chasing something invisible. Becca further extended her thumb to glide over Freen's small nub repeatedly, each bit of pressure causing Freen's body to shake and the woman to arch and moan in a high pitch.
"Shit, I think... Becca..." As soon as Becca realised what was heading their way, she immediately slowed her movements right when Freen needed her to speed up. A deep whine erupted from Freen, the goddess not happy with the change in pace. "What...what?" Freen wanted to ask if something was wrong, but Becca answered her before she could vocalise the words. She kissed Freen deeply as she changed back her deathly slow movements, aiding the slow thrusts by rolling her hips repeatedly. Kissing her way from Freen's lips to her ear, she sucked the lobe into her mouth and tugged with her teeth, before whispering to her huskily, "Let me take care of you..."
Freen wasn't sure she understood, but let Becca guide her into what was to come. Becca started leaving a sloppy trail of kisses from Freen's ear down her body, stopping to worship every peak and valley. She thought then that she could worship Freen's body for the rest of eternity. She was perfect and Becca felt absolutely blessed to be the one to get to touch her so intimately. By the time she had kissed her way down to Freen's navel, they were both buzzing with anticipation at what they knew was about to happen. Then Becca dipped her tongue out to taste Freen's salty skin and licked her way down the rest of the way. When she finally covered Freen's most sensitive mound with her warm mouth, Freen was moaning loudly and squirming underneath Becca. When Becca's tongue eased it's way through soft folds, Freen was arching and crying out.
Freen was teetering on the brink of madness as she let herself melt into the feeling of Becca lapping at her. She quickly noticed when Becca started picking up the pace again with her finger, which she had never removed once from Freen's body. Freen didn't want to lose the contact. The way Becca filled her made her crazy, causing her walls to clamp down around Becca's finger. "More..." She whispered in another plea to Becca, and tipped her head back with a pleasurable cry when she felt Becca pull back and soon thrust two fingers into her. She could feel Becca stretching her, but the slight pain was overcome by a burning tingle instead. Freen knew she wouldn't last much longer.
Becca peeked up Freen's body as she continued licking her, not wanting to stop but also wanting to see Freen's face. "Look at me..." Becca mumbled into the hot and swollen flesh before her, while gazing upwards in expectation. Freen complied and pushed herself up to her elbows so that she could hold eye contact with Becca as she headed towards that cliff. "Babe... Becca, I'm goin'...going to..." Freen huffed breathlessly before more high pitched whining and moans escaped her. Becca could not fathom the present moment as she watched Freen's face contort in pleasure, though their eyes remained locked. She hungrily continued to devour Freen while thrusting her fingers at an even faster pace. Freen's groans started getting louder the faster Becca went.
When Freen was at the final point of her crumbling resistance, Becca put in the last bit of furious effort. It paid off soon as Freen threw her head back in a loud cry, her back arching off the bed as she was destroyed by the immensity of her orgasm. It was the first one caused by someone else. She thanked God it had been Becca.
"Becca... fuck... babe!" Freen continued to cry out as Becca took her time to lick the slick liquid she found leaking past her fingers. Eventually she slowly withdrew her fingers after enjoying the throbbing feeling of Freen's inner walls that were pulsating around her fingers as she came.
Freen fell back to the bed in exhaustion and a certain satisfied fire burning through her system. Whatever she had imagined this would be like, nothing could come close to the reality she had just experienced. Becca had just shaken the foundations of her entire being and all she wanted was to hug her close. Her wish was soon granted as she felt Becca crawl up her body again and immediately delved into Freen's mouth. She kissed her lover like she was an oasis in the desert that Becca had been trapped in for most of her life. Freen had fed her nurturing waters when she had been dying from thirst and she never wanted to drink from any other source ever again.
As Freen held Becca close, she could feel that telltale beat skipping through her heart, knowing what it meant. Maybe it was the orgasmic delirium, or the post glow, but Freen sighed deeply and listened to the beats like morse code. She was so completely in love with Becca.