Massage

GIGI HADID/READER. Content: established relationship, fluff, fingering.

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"Just relax baby. You work *so hard; you deserve a break."

The oil feels so warm against Gigi's skin as it seeps between the crack of her thigh. Y/n stopped her from getting dressed after her shower so she could treat her to something special. Gigi was hesitant, just wanting to jump into bed and cuddle her girlfriend until she fell asleep, but once Y/n got her hands on her Gigi began to melt into submission. She was sore from the busy day she had but she just kept ignoring all the tension in her body to keep going and feel like she was still being productive. Y/n was worried about her and wants to see that stress leave her girlfriend's face again.

"Let me take care of you," Y/n coos.

Her hands rub the oil into Gigi's bare sides before coming down to her ass. Her nimble fingers elicit a few groans of release from Gigi as she presses into her skin. The sounds coming from Gigi's mouth almost sound erotic as Y/n alleviates the soreness in her body. Y/n feels like a horny school boy who can't contain himself, but the sounds instantly put a lascivious image in her head. Gigi is already naked, with nothing but a towel partially covering her, so it would be so easy for Y/n's hand to just "accidentally" slip and touch Gigi in a more sensitive spot. She *wants her girlfriend to relax, but the nefarious thoughts tainting her mind tell her that making her girlfriend come *will help her to relax some more. Gigi's ass looks so good with the oil all over it.

Y/n grabs the bottle and globs on more oil; it's a copious amount but it makes Gigi's skin all shiny and smooth. Her fingers dig lightly into the plush skin of Gigi's ass which elicits a louder moan from her. To Y/n, it almost feels like they're simulating sex. She feels a bit of dampness between her legs as she continues to rub her girlfriend; she never thought that giving someone a massage would turn her on so much.

Y/n's hands wander and she parts Gigi's thighs as much as she can. She watches closely for her girlfriend's reaction, but Gigi stays laying with her eyes closed. Y/n wonders if her girlfriend realizes where her mind is going and if she's just letting her do what she wants. The oil trickles down and begins to drip down to Gigi's sex now that it has the space to be able to seep through. Gigi's moans sound less like enjoying the relief of tension and more sexually charged. The liquid spreading over her is mind-numbingly good. Her breath gets caught in her throat and she's unable to speak when Y/n's hands now cups her pussy and she presses two fingers against her clit.

"I can feel you relaxing under my touch baby."

Gigi's only response is another drawn-out moan. It feels so good even though Y/n's touch is so light and delicate. Her legs are pushed further apart by Y/n's hands, her pussy spreading apart for Y/n in the process. Y/n goes back to rubbing her clit, but she also uses her other hand to finger Gigi.

"Oh my god," Gigi rasps as she grips the towel beneath her. The oil helps Y/n's finger slide in with ease. Even though it's just one finger, it feels so good. Only in that moment did Gigi realize that her and Y/n haven't had sex in quite some time. Her body missed Y/n's touch which is why it's responding so much to just one finger inside of her and the light rubbing on her clit.

Y/n is insistent on keeping this slow pace too. She wants this feeling of pleasure to last for Gigi as long as possible, and her plan seems to be working. Gigi lets out little sighs as Y/n sweetly handles her body. Her walls tighten up around Y/n's fingers as she gets closer to her orgasm. Her hard nipples pressed against the textured-towel and Y/n working her over becomes all too much to handle as she reaches her high. Her moans become a bit squeaky as she cums around Y/n's finger.

"That's it baby, keep cumming for me."

Y/n fingers her through it and only pulls out when she knows that Gigi's orgasm as subsided. A minute or two if cleaning up passes by and Gigi rests in Y/n's arms.

"That was amazing...we have to do that more often."

"Yeah, maybe next time *you can be the one giving me a massage," she jokes.

"Fine."