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Theres a gust of wind that fills the silence between Vivian's moans.
"B-Bell-Ah Miss!" With a heavy hand landing on her ass, she is quick to fix her words, like shes sorry for even existing after such a small mistake.
"Vivian.. Don't be so loud." Belle whispers into the curve of her ear, rubbing the spot she so roughly has been bruising for an hour off and on. "Y-Yes.. I know Miss." Vivian pouts, but theres a slight curve at the corners of her lips that prove she is right where she wants to be.
Vivian can't keep her hips from pushing back into the dildo that her lovely girlfriend, is carefully fucking her with.
Belle is still clothed, left with her shirt and shorts on still. But Vivian is as exposed as ever, her chest is littered in lipstick markings and bite marks. Meanwhile her ass is a bright apple red from the pain its endured.
Yet she is as happy as ever, right there, exposed for her Phaethon.
"M-Miss, please.. I want.." Her face is a tad pinker than usual, flushed and sticky with sweat. "I want.. you to-ah! Make me.. feel good." Belle knows exactly what shes trying to say,
But she decides to tease.
"Don't be so polite, cmon.. Say what you want." Belle is a dripping mess between her thighs, her arm is aching from fucking Vivian stupid with a dildo and shes as desperate to have an orgasm too. But... she can't, not yet at least.
"I- Want to cum for you!" She pants out, moaning louder when theres a sudden new passion to the way Belle fucks her.
They lock eyes for just a moment, it's vulnerable, and perfect. Belle uses her free hand to pull Vivian's face close to kiss her. The kissing was all saliva and teeth bumping and tongue, but neither had a care in the world. They were animals for each other, desperate to please each other. Both have a metallic taste in their mouth, Vivians lip now bleeding just a tad, and it elicits a gasp from the woman.
"Good.. So good for me.." Belle moans out against her girlfriend's lips, still attempting death together through a lack of air.
Belle is messily peppering kisses to her face, desperate to have her mouth on Vivian somehow.
"Be-Ah!-Miss.. Cl-ose.." Vivian whines out, a droplet of drool drips from the side of her mouth.
And then, Belle finds that familiar sweet spot, the one she can always find. Like it's the back of her hand, and Vivian is a whiney-moaning mess crying into her dear Phaethon's neck. Theres a mantra of thank you's leaving her mouth as she comes down from that incredible high.
Both breathing heavily, and happily relaxing together after a few minutes of silence.
"Good job." Belle whispers, planting a small affectionate kiss to Vivians forehead.