Green Summer

Green Summer

Just two sapphics high and dancing in the living room… the end up having soft, sweet sex while high. Ends with cuddles.

“Abby? Abby? Abs? Come on, come on n’ dance with me.”

“Huh? Ah, I was just gettin all-” Abby groaned Emmi pulled at her hand again and again in soft tugs.

“Come on! Dance!” Emmi urged and nearly pulled her girlfriend up to her feet.

“Why we gotta dance in the living room, alone, to no music?” Abby protested slightly, but Emmi managed to pop her back up to her feet.

“Cause I am feeling all mellow, and I was just feeling all- mhmmm” Emmi smiled and shook herself, buzzing her lips together for emphasis to describe how she felt.

“Yeah… exactly, me too,  so why dance when we can just relax on the couch?” Abby protested even as Emmi helped space their legs appropriately for dancing and pulled their arms up in a  just so position; like they were about to break out into a flawless tango.

“Because, Mr. fluffy-butt wouldn’t let me hold him anymore, and if the cat isn’t going to give me love, then you have to.” Emmi snapped her word as she straightened their hands and pressed herself against Abby.

“Ah, so I’m making up for your slack kitty? I see how it is.” Abby teased and took the first step.

Naturally, Emmi weighed into Abby with each step. Together, she traced Abby down the tempo like water flowing down a river from stone to stone. Before long, the two had a nice little rhythm. Step, step, step,,, step, step, step. Quietly they worked in a little circle around the living room. Off in the corner, a cat sat, gazing up at the peculiar humans. “See, isn’t that nice?”

“Hmm…” Abby considered. “Maybe… little, I guess.” Abby flashed a loving, deceitful grin.

“You don’t like just… holding each other, dancing?” Emmi lowered their interlocked hands before releasing them. Timidly, she traced the hand up Abby’s arms.

“I never said I didn’t like it.” Abby smiled and used their hands falling as an excuse to turn the dance into a swaying hug. “There, I think this a lot better. This way, I get to hold you.” She argued and pushed her lips to Emmi’s neck.

“Ah- I- haaa,,, buuu~” Emmi melted and leaned into it- into Abby. Her thighs felt weak, like she had gone for too long a run and if she pushed any further they might not be able to keep up anymore.

“See, this is the best dance for a day like today.”

Emmi whined softly, her lover's tongue licking gently at her neck and quickly decimating her. Shocks ran through her at just the slightest of touch. Especially there, on a day like today. IT ALL felt like SO MUCH. It all felt like so much; so good.

“Love you… Mimi.” Abby easily transitioned the whole context by deciding who exactly it was she was talking to.

“Mhmm… Miss!” Emmi fidgeted from one leg to the other, garnering as much relief as she could get without being too obvious.

“Yes Mimi?” Abby seamlessly continued.

“Miss…” Emmi snuggled into Abbi’s neck.

“Yeah, that’s it, baby girl. There you go.” Abby replied by easing her nails up and down Emmi’s neck, making her shiver with each stroke.

“Not… not fair.” Emmi protested.

“Aww, and what’s not fair baby girl?”

“That! Calling me! I! AHH!” Emmi squealed with frustration.

“I’m so sorry! If you want, I’ll never call you that again!”

Of course, that was the height of Abby’s evil. To make Emmy- to force her to say something, lest she never be Abby’s Mimi again. “Nuu~ I didn’t say that!” The slightest whimper escaped Emmi’s throat just as Abby kissed her neck again.

“I love you.” Abby whispered, a ghost of her teeth grazing along Emmi’s neck. “And I enjoy dancing with you very much. I just enjoy it being closer.” Abby soothed her hands down Emmi’s back  and held her just a little tighter.

“Ok…” Emmi slumped into Abby, quietly relaxing into her lover. Softly, she snuggled up and allowed her gaze to trace down along Abby’s long sundress. With a soft giggle, she pulled at the fabric, causing it to lift and fall back down to cascade around Abby’s beautiful flesh. “So flowey.”

“Dresses are like that sometimes.” Abby chuckled at her girl as they continued to sway across the carpet.

The two sighed. Breathe in, breathe out. So calm, so quiet. Even in the summer’s heat, their warmth was perfect against each other. Breaths, arrhythmic and slow made a beautiful little symphony. Impossibly ephemeral, neither worried for what was to happen when the moment was gone; not like they would on any other day. No, the two were able to thoroughly enjoy every millisecond of their wordless dance. A true anomaly, they enjoyed it to the fullest.

“Abs?” Emmi looked up to her.

“Yes hun?”

“Bed?”

“Hmm… whatcha mean hun?”

Emmi stalled with a little indefinite whine.

“Are you feeling tired? Did you need to sleep?” Abby offered, her face covered with that infuriating smirk that made Emmi smolder.

Emmi shook her head.

“Ahh… so my Mimi wants that, huh?”

Emmi’s breaths hastened and again she felt herself shifting her weight from left to right as an excuse to press her legs together.

“You sure baby? I know you’re-”

“I told you I was ok with doing stuff if I felt like it before we started.” Emmi whined softly.

“I know, I know, just wanted to make sure you were sure.”

“I’m sure…” Emmi affirmed, something colorful catching the corner of her eye. “Ooooh! Another gummy worm first tho!”

“Ohh! No, you don’t!” Abby grabbed Emmi’s hand before she could make it halfway. “You’ve had plenty.”

“Meanie.” Emmi pouted.

“Yeah, sure I am… Now, let’s head to bed.” Halfheartedly, Abby brought her hand down on Emmi’s ass. The other woman yelped and jumped closer into Abby’s arms, clamping tighter to her as the surprise shot through her.

“Yes Miss.” Emmi shuttered as Abby ushered her over and off towards their bed.

“On or off love?” Abby questioned with a soft tug at Emmi’s top.

“Mhmm… off?”

“Ok.” Abby pulled it off for her. “Bra?”

“Off!” Emmi threw her hands up in the air with an overzealous cheer.

“Course.” Tracing around her lover, fingertips only glancing over Emmi’s newly bare stomach, Abby walked till she was behind her. With a kiss, a bite, and a deep sigh, the bra’s hooks were undone and Emmi again worried for her ability to keep up on her weary legs.

“Goddess~” Emmi cooed and allowed her bra to slip off her shoulders and fall to the floor. On any other day, it would be far too much of a mess, but on a somber sunday, in the midst of a green summer, maybe, just maybe, she could let it slide.

“That better babe?” Abby allowed her hands to trace along and up Emmi’s sides and all the way to over her breasts. There… it could never be her fault if her hands decided to cup her lover’s chest, if a thumb and a forefinger found her peak and tweaked it just so. No, that could never have been Abby’s fault. Her fingers had a mind of their own of course- especially when it came to her willing, consenting, and loving girlfriend.

“B- b- better.” Emmi murmured.

“Beautiful as always, aren’t you Mimi.” Abby nuzzled her cheek into the back of Emmi’s neck.

“Wet.” Emmi spoke out needily.

“Are you now?” Abby’s hungry tone infested Emmi’s mind and weakened her every muscle.

“Y- yeah.” Emmi shuttered and dared to direct Abby’s hand a little lower. Her hand ghosting over Abby’s, Emmi directed it under the waistband of her skirt and even below the lacy hem of her panties. Breaths grew ragged as Abby’s fingers twitched against her hungry flesh, the slickness intensifying between her legs.

“Good god, you are, aren’t you.” Abby huffed, all too delighted with her lover’s readiness.

“B- bed~” Emmi reminded before her knees completely gave out.

“Of course, but first…” Abby pushed down the skirt and panties, the final fractions of clothing to cover Emmi. The cold shocked Emmi, it shocked her enough to raid her of her remaining strength. Maybe… just maybe she chose to give in, just a little bit… Who could tell… Emmi never would- especially not if she, in fact, just desperately wished to collapse into her lover’s warm arms.

“Ah, there you go, that better?” Abby teased.

“Bedtime.” Emmi reminded.

“Oh? No sex? Just sleep? Ok, we can just sleep if you want. I just figured you wan-” Abby broke into laughter as Emmi playfully jabbed her with a light elbow. “Ok, ok! No throwing elbows!”

“No teasing me like that!” Emmi retorted.

“Alright, alright. Upsie daisy then!” With a light grunt, Abby swooped an arm down and caught the back of Emmi’s knees. A small shuffle, and she had Emmi in a comforting bridal carry.

“Ho- holy fuck babe~” Emmi gasped, breathless at being picked up without warning.

“Love you.” Abby lowered her head to kiss Emmi lightly.

“Love you too.” Emmi cooed as Abby lowered her into the bed. Enraptured, she watched as Abby pulled off her dress then her panties. “Beautiful. You’re beautiful.”

“You are too babe.” Abby lowered her gaze and raised a hand to caress Emmi’s cheek. “You are too.” With a little jump, she threw herself onto the bed.

Emmi giggled and seemed to flow with the bouncing of the bed.

“Relaxed?” Abby asked and worked to move them both into a close, warm cuddling position.

“Entirely.” Emmi hummed and pressed her ass against Abby.

“Feeling all good?” Abby’s hand traced up and down Emmi’s thigh before she pulled a blanket over them both.

“Really…” Emmi raised her thigh just an inch; just enough to denote cuddling alone was not to be enough for the evening.

“Good girl.” Abby, intending to not just please Emmi but intending to decimate her, timed her words with fingers glancing against Emmi’s wetness.

“Abs~ oh babe.” Emmi settled herself against Abby in the bed.

“Yes hun?”

“More~” Emmi pleaded with the inflection of her tone alone.

“Always so impatient.” Abby wrapped her arm under Emmi and moved to hold her breast again. “But I kinda love that about you, I guess.”

“More!” Emmi repeated.

“More what, exactly?” Abby questioned and allowed her legs to wrap around one of emmi’s to pull it closer to her and open up better access to her sex.

“Oh… that’s good.” Emmi allowed her hazed self to be moved to Abby’s liking.

“Good, huh? This?” Abby tightened the lock her legs had around Emmi’s. She also casually dipped two fingers along the seam of Emmi’s folds. Without pushing in the slightest, she just traced the fingers up and down, testing how much Emmi could take; how much taunting would make her break.

Emmi arched at the touch. She did her best to press both her chest and her slickness against Abby’s perfectly calloused hands. At her breast, Abby’s fingers began to grasp around her, to squeeze with a desireful warmth. It was nice to be enjoyed… to give herself over to it and smile as comfort washed over her in every moment. Shocks strung along her existence when Abby traced the top of her finger along her pebbled nipple. She squeaked when Abby did the same to her hardened clit further down.

“See, isn’t taking my time better?”

“It’s nice… but…” Emmi dared direct Abby’s hand down. She even dared suggest Abby gift her with the two fingers she wished to have slip in. She needed it. Abby knew that, right? She had to know how bad she-

“Always such a greedy little cunny you have love~” Abby taunted as Emmi gaped, a silent cry of delight on her broken voice. “Look at you, clamping around me… slick and sweet. Aren’t you just so beautiful?”

Emmi tried to choke out a sound, a plea for more, a word of gratitude, anything! Anything at all! She tried, but then Abby was there, pinching and squeezing at her breast, Abby was slipping her fingers in deeper, she was soothing her thumb gently over the hood of her aching clit and- and- and- Limply, Emmi managed an exasperated groan, her best effort at forcing through the surprise choke in her throat. Her body reacted even more naturally to Abby than was typical. Long familiar with each other's bodies, Abby knew how to ease her in, how to taunt, tease, and even show mercy. Abby knew her through and through, and somehow it was even better on the green summer’s warm afternoon.

Emmi’s mouth dry with more than just her own hopeless attempts at screaming, Abby gifted her the remedy. Soft, loving kisses; each stealing Emmi’s breath before she could ever hope to catch it again, Abby continued delving two fingers in and out slowly. Careful not to forget anything- not even in the green summer heat, did she stop easing on and around Emmi’s clit. Even in the heat, she still soothed and squeezed Emmi’s beautiful soft breast.

Emmi only half found her voice when the kiss broke. It was several eternities later; or at least several little deaths. It was lives on that she could actually speak again, that she could give Abby the “thank you” she deserved. Even that came amidst the shutteriest of breaths, the most hesitant sounds as her walls clamped around Abby’s fingers.

“Course babygirl. Of course. Always for you. Always.” Abby whispered the assurance, easing her fingers out ever so slowly.

“Love you.” Emmi murmured, her voice feeble and weary.

“I love you too. Cuddles now tho. We can clean up in the morning.”

“Mhmm… wanna clean one thing now.”

“You do love?” Abby questioned drowsily.

“Yeah.” Emmi pulled Abby’s arm up and nestled it between her breasts before taking the fingers in her mouth.

“Ahh… I see… a good girl, even half awake and all cummed out, huh?” Abby praised. “Hey- hey now… leave some for me, pretty girl.”

Emmi looked back and pouted as best she could with Abby’s fingers still halfway down her throat.

Abby stole her hand back, licked it  just enough to taste her lover, and returned it. “Sleep time now tho.”

“Yeah… sleep.” Emmi agreed. She agreed, and the two snuggled up together. Before long, both were asleep, snoozing away the green summer evening.

The End