You Can't Always Get What You Want
Title: You Can't Always Get What You Want
Pairing: Kara/?
Rating: MA
Not my characters/not making any money.
Written for bsg_kink's 'humiliation' challenge. Kind of a sequel to Respect.
The hands ran up and down her body in sweeping motions being careful not to touch any of her extra sensitive intimate areas. It felt good. Better than she had imagined and even she had to admit she had some wild fantasies at times.
The lips were concentrating on an area just above her navel when they slowly started making their way up to her breasts. Her nipples hardened in anticipation.
She moaned at the first feeling of wetness from the mouth delighting initially her left nipple, then trailing across the valley of her chest to concentrate on the right. The left nipple didn’t have time to feel bereft as fingers continued to tweak and rub it pleasurably.
“Frak,” she said as the other hand gently moved over her pussy. Her head was spinning from the anticipation but the touch remained feather light as it only teased her blonde curls.
“Come on,” she growled pleadingly.
She heard a chuckle before the mouth descended to her slit. She was surprised by the relative roughness of the tongue as it licked her wetness with vigour. She was being lapped up so greedily that Kara didn’t know if she was turned on more by that thought than by the actual act itself. She stopped analysing it though when she felt the mouth find her clit, the tongue circling and teasing it to fever pitch.
When she thought she wasn’t going to be able to take anymore the tongue moved back to lapping her again, drinking in as much of her wetness as possible. Her clit continued to be satisfied by a thumb.
Her hips jerked up from the mattress in reaction and she reached out blindly to run her fingers through her lover’s hair.
“I’m going to come,” she groaned.
“Mmm,” came a response.
“Lee,” she moaned. “Oh, Lee, that’s so good. Gods Lee! Yes!” she screamed.
Kara lay in the rack, panting slightly and enjoying the languid afterglow of their lovemaking.
“One day,” a voice came.
“What?” she asked dreamily.
“One day, I’m going to make you scream my name.”
The voice brought Kara back to reality and she quickly stood to dress.
“In your dreams, Kat,” she snapped as she left.