for opposite!Anne

[sickof_swimming]

They were up so late, Ariel couldn't remember the last time she was intentionally up so late. It was a little difficult making it back to the Hamlet while it was so dark, but Ariel could care less, not when it meant Anne was pressed up against her so they didn't get separated. She was still feeling the after-effects from the pot and when she

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[island_anne]

"Sure, whatever," said Anne with a giggle of her own, grabbing Ariel and yanking her close for a kiss before she even let them get to the hut. "You're such a fucking amazing kisser, you know that?"

[sickof_swimming]

"Not as good as you, baby," Ariel murmured, pulling Anne's face to hers with a hand tangled in her hair, and kissed her hungrily. Anne's lips were so soft and they tasted so sweet she was desperate for more.

[island_anne]

"Let's get to the hut first," murmured Anne, though she wrapped an arm around her. "It'll be way more fucking comfortable."

[sickof_swimming]

"Fine," Ariel complained with a pout. She felt impatient, she wanted Anne to herself.

She walked with Anne back to her hut and tugged her inside, smirking and looking coy. "I had so much fun with you today, but I could hardly wait to get you back here."

[island_anne]

"Me too," said Anne, pressing up against her, and hiding a yawn as she did. "You looked so fucking great today."

[sickof_swimming]

"You too, your skirt is so hot," Ariel replied softly, pulling Anne to the floor and laying back, her red hair fanned out underneath her. "C'mere..."

[island_anne]

"I'm already here," said Anne, lying down flush up against her. "And I'm not going anywhere else."

[sickof_swimming]

"All mine," Ariel purred, bringing her face toward Anne's to kiss her, soft kisses at first with their lips barely touching.

[island_anne]

Anne didn't hesitate as she slipped a hand up Ariel's shirt. "You're fucking beautiful," she said.

[sickof_swimming]

"Mmm..." That was all it took and Ariel pulled her shirt over her head and off, eyes dark as she held Anne's gaze. Anne could touch her as much as she damn well pleased. "You make me feel beautiful."

[island_anne]

"You should feel beautiful all the fucking time," said Anne, running her hands up Ariel's sides before finally cupping her breasts. "I've been looking at these all day."

[sickof_swimming]

Ariel whimpered and leaned in closer. "And what do you think?" she asked, unable to keep from looking down at Anne's hands. There had been brief gropes throughout the day, but this, this was different.

[island_anne]

"I think I've been wanting to do this the whole time," said Anne, running her hands over them, then pinching one nipple experimentally. "I've wanted to put my hands all over you."

[sickof_swimming]

Ariel made a small, slightly high-pitched sound and immediately pushed her hands up Anne's shirt, wanting to reciprocate and show her how good that felt. "You can, God, I want you to touch me so bad," she said while cupping Anne's breasts, feeling her nipples harden under her fingers.

[island_anne]

"Take it off," said Anne, taking her hands off Ariel's body only to lift them above her head so Ariel could pull her shirt off. "Fuck, take it off, I want to feel you against me."

[sickof_swimming]

Ariel only nodded and promptly pulled Anne's shirt off, tossing it in a random direction. God, she was so sexy. "Fuck yes..." After a nice eyeful Ariel looked up and pressed her mouth insistently to Anne's, pushing her tongue past Anne's lips, bringing their bodies against each other.