From: notonyourteam	Date: June 13th, 2011 04:39 am (UTC)		(Link)

Mackenzie was about to retort back that Tatum knew she wanted it but was distracted when the girl’s hand pulled at her hair slightly as she worked on what must have been a sensitive area for the redhead. The small tug at her hair, along with the whimpers that were being produced by the girl were enough to completely derail Mackenzie’s train of thought. She just continued to attack the girl’s neck, letting out another moan as she felt Tatum’s fingers pressing into her. She wasn’t sure if the girl was just going off of experience or intuition but it was driving the blonde mad. Her entire body felt like it was on fire, every last nerve ending tingling with pleasure. She continued to press her hips down onto the girl’s fingers, unable to control herself any longer.

Letting out a muffled groan as Tatum bit into her shoulder again, she almost immediately let out a second moan as the girl curled her fingers in side her again. This little redheaded sex goddess was going to be the death of her, she was absolutely positive now. There was no way to avoid the inevitable heart attack, if this was working up to the climax, then she would surely die when she got there. She wondered vaguely if there was anyone who had died from having to intense of an orgasm.

She almost missed the fact that Tatum had called her hot, but she heard it and couldn’t help but let a huge grin slide onto her face. Tatum thought she was hot, and it was probably the best thing that a girl had ever said to her so far in her life. Not that she hadn’t been told she was hot before, but it was hearing it from the girl she wanted to hear it from that mad it special.

She just about lost it when she felt the girls thumb running along her clit, she was panting heavily now, her stomach tightening more and more with each one of the girls thrusts. She thrust her finger’s into the redhead, curling them towards the spot so she could hit it every time. Her own thumb slide upwards and mimicked Tatum’s actions, sliding up and down with every thrust.

“God Tatum,” She moaned, panting into the girl’s ear. She was starting to loose focus, her mind becoming a bit fuzzy. She could feel a tingling in her core as the redhead’s thumb ran over her again, her fingers pressing into her. She bit down again on the redhead’s shoulder, moaning loudly as she felt her body convulse and tighten around the redhead’s fingers. She felt like she was loosing her mind, her body was shaking as she tried not to collapse on the girl. She continued to move her finger’s though, needing to push the redhead over the edge with her. She had never felt the need so desperately to let go with someone else before, but she felt so connected to the redhead she wouldn’t have it any other way.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: June 13th, 2011 05:35 am (UTC)		(Link)

Listening to the sounds coming from Mackenzie, most of them panted against up against her ear, was enough to totally distract Tatum's brain from having a chance to function again. She was in total bliss, her eyes still closed tight and her face still pressed into the crook between the blonde's neck and shoulder. Whenever the other girl hit a particularly perfect spot with a thrust, she couldn't help but groan out loud, her teeth almost automatically dragging against the older girl's skin.

Being heard or caught were the last things on her mind. Mackenzie was all she could think about, all she wanted to think about. Very little in the room existed right then beside the two of them.

Tatum's free hand, the one not trapped between them and working furiously between the blonde's thighs, had come to find it's favorite spot again; draped over Mack's shoulder, fingernails digging in to her back occasionally. Digging in deeper as soon as Mack's thumb moved up, drawing a loud gasp out of the redhead, and causing her nails to dig in, leaving long pink scratches in their wake as she dragged them down the other girl's back.

She couldn't control herself, she needed to do something, and clutching onto Mack was about all she could manage right then.

Each time the other girl's breathing picked up, eventually becoming the ragged panting against her ear, Tatum's quickly matched. It was like being in time with each other or something. It felt good to have Mackenzie on top of her, inside of her, filling her. But it almost felt just as good to know she was doing the same thing to her best friend, she was the one pulling these low moans out of her, making her whimper so desperately. Her hips, moving with each thrust, were for her. Because of her. It was still unbelievable, this was actually happening.

Her own stomach felt all sorts of tense, a distinctly familiar warmth building low in it, spreading into the top of her legs, and a weak smile on her face as she pressed more kisses over Mack's neck, panting against it as the blonde seemed to double her efforts. It made Tatum moan again, her head tipping back a bit against the pillow, watching the other girl briefly before moving back to hide in her shoulder again, needing that closeness, to be pressed into her, feeling her. This was all about feeling, right? That was key.

She felt Mack begin to shake, and then the feeling of the girl's body tensing around her fingers, making Tatum moan again. Her nails finding the other girl's back once more, raking over it roughly as the blonde came. She still needed that closeness, to feel the blonde, to hold onto her as tightly as she could. As if she'd disappear if she let her go. Breathing heavily, lips still close to Mack's ear, Tatum gently bit her, groaning. "I-I'm almost," she began to warn her, before trailing off, another whimper escaping her as her own body began to spasm and tense around Mack's fingers now, the redhead immediately jerking her hips again, pushing the blonde deeper.

"Fuck, f-fuck, fuck," she stammer against the older girl's shoulder, panting even harder against it. Every part of her felt, for just a split moment, to be perfect. The peak of her orgasm washing over her, tingling down to her toes, and a wave of heat seeming to radiate. Just that moment of total and pure ecstasy before she was coming down again, realizing she was now mostly sweaty and exhausted, still clinging desperately to her friend above her, head tucked closer to her chest now, still breathing ragged. She could hear Mackenzie's heartbeat again, still pounding away but beginning to slow, and it made the smile lazily.

	From: notonyourteam	Date: June 13th, 2011 08:23 pm (UTC)		(Link)

She hissed in pleasure as she felt Tatum’s nails dragging down her back, she didn’t even care that the girl might have drawn blood. Like any battle wound she would wear them proudly, she thought it was pretty sexy anyway, the redhead losing control the way she was. It only encouraged her further, her fingers pressing as deep as she could get them into the girl.

She let out a loud moan as she felt Tatum tighten around her fingers, the action only making the feeling of her own orgasm more intense. The girl was clutching at her, digging her nails down her back again, kissing her neck, moaning in her ear. It was all sensory over load, the blonde’s mind was blissfully blank as she felt the wave of pleasure crashing through her entire body. It was almost as if their bodies had melded into one as she pressed close to the redhead, her senses slowly coming back to her as she stopped trembling.

Mackenzie relaxed against the girl, still panting slightly. She pressed a kiss to the girls forehead and pulled her fingers out of the girl slowly. Smirking at the redhead, she licked them clean, sending Tatum a small wink. Once she was satisfied, she collapsed next to the smaller girl, and buried her face in her hair. She draped an arm over her and lazily began drawing patterns across her stomach.

“That was…wow,” She murmured quietly, her eyes half closed. She ducked down to kiss the girl on the cheek, and scooted closer, not feeling like she was really close enough to the redhead. “Did you enjoy yourself babe?” she purred into the redhead’s ear.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: June 14th, 2011 03:14 am (UTC)		(Link)

Tatum wasn't near ready to let go, still panting heavily and sticking as closely to the blonde as Mack would allow. She wasn't sure how most girls felt about cuddling, Frankie wasn't the best measurement of a typical minded girl so her experience on opinions was limited, but Tatum was down with it. She didn't really understood how people had sex without wanting to be close to the other person afterward. Wasn't that why people had to sex? To be close to the other person? It just made sense to her.

Her own senses were returning slowly, though they seemed dim. She felt herself smiling slowly, and felt just a bit drowsy and dopey. She reluctantly pulled her fingers from between Mack's legs, making a little show of dragging the damp hand up the blonde's thigh for a moment, before dropping it to her side and staring up at the older girl. Her eyes squinted shut a bit as her forehead was kissed, but Mack's next movement took her breath away.

Eyes wide as saucers, despite how tired she now felt, Tatum practically gaped at Mackenzie with her mouth open as she licked her fingers clean. "I c-can't b-- did you-- did you just," she tried to formulate what she wanted to say, her cheeks just blushing furiously in the darkness instead and a slyly embarrassed grin crossing her lips. "So hot," she settled for, flopping back more comfortably against the bed, letting Mack collapse comfortably beside her.

She closed her eyes, smiling happily as the blonde girl draped the arm over her, making her shiver with the fingers lightly tracing over her bare stomach. She felt relaxed, like she could drift off right then. Except the trouble of getting the mental image of Mack's tongue dragging along each finger, which seemed to be imprinted on the other side of her eyelids or something. Just thinking about it was making her stomach clench uncomfortably.

"Y-You have no-- that is like--" she tried to begin again, opening one eye to peer at the older girl, and pouting playfully. "That is like.. porn star s-shit! I have downloaded p-porn just to s-see that done," she continued, pausing to quickly add, "Not like a w-weird fetish or something! I just-- i-it was hot."

She scooted in when Mack did, easily finding her way against the blonde's body, and tucking her head instinctively under Mack's chin after her cheek was kissed. "I did," she agreed quietly, surprising herself by not having to stutter it out. Surprising herself even more than she meant it. Tomorrow would be another day and they would deal with it then, but tonight had belonged to them and them alone.

	From: notonyourteam	Date: June 14th, 2011 04:05 am (UTC)		(Link)

Mackenzie just laughed as Tatum stuttered out her amazement at her actions, she found it extremely cute how much of a little horn dog the girl secretly was. She knew Tatum must have had something interesting on that computer of hers, the was she guarded it like a mother bear protecting its cubs. What a little porn addict. With her usual mischievous grin planted on her face she dragged her hand across the girls abdomen, breathing in her ear.

“I could be your private porn star baby,” She whispered seductively, trying hard not to laugh. She enjoyed sexual things but one of her deepest, darkest secrets was that she actually almost enjoyed the cuddling after sex more. Almost. She didn’t reward most conquests with that kind of intimacy afterwards but there had been exceptions in the past, and Tatum was most certainly her biggest one. She was just as content to cuddle with the girl as anything else. “You were delicious,” She added, kissing the girls neck and settling back in as if nothing had happened.

She reached down and pulled the blanket back up, pulling it around them as Tatum scooted closer to her. Resting her chin on the girl’s head, she wrapped her arm around the girl’s waist again, her fingers going back to drawing patterns on the girl’s stomach. She hadn’t felt this calm and relaxed in over a week, ever since her fight with Frankie things had been all kinds of messed up and wrong. But now it felt like the planets had aligned again, she had her best friend back and even if the shit hit the fan tomorrow, things were okay right now.

Her eyes were closed, her mind only half awake as she let the warmth from the girl’s body lull her into a lethargic state . Her breathing was slowing, the finger that had been drawing patterns over the redhead’s skin was starting to get sluggish.

“I’m glad,” She said slowly, her voice sounded like it was a million miles away now. “It really was perfect Tat, you’re kind of perfect.” She trailed off, her finger stopping completely, hand just resting comfortably near the redhead’s hip now. Her breathing was steady and rhythmic, and a small smile was set on her face as she fell asleep completely.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: June 14th, 2011 04:38 am (UTC)		(Link)

There was no way Tatum could have been more content in that moment. Her brain still wanted to run rampant, rushing with thoughts and realizations as it finally came out of it's lust induced fog, but it was slowly losing the battle. She could barely hold in a yawn as Mack kissed her neck and settled in more comfortably.

Feeling the blanket fall around them and Mack's chin settling on top of her head, Tatum closed her own eyes tightly and snuggled in closer, face against the blonde's shoulder still. The fingers tickling across her skin, slowing by the second, were relaxing her and lulling her into her own state of sleep. She was still exhausted, but extremely content. The situation was a bit of a mess, but her best friend was back. It felt good to be sleeping beside her, though they were usually more clothed.

She laid there with her eyes closed, listening to the blonde's breathing and just feeling the fingers drawing across her stomach, until she was sure the older girl was asleep. Her heartbeat was so even, much more so than it had been during the sex. Tatum's own heart had calmed a bit as well, no longer trying to find an escape.

Sighing slowly, Tatum shifted onto her side just a bit, to get closer still to the girl beside her. Kissing Mack's neck briefly, the redhead pulled the single blanket a little closer to their chins, causing their feet to stick out the end. "You're an asshole," she joked in a hushed whisper, knowing the blonde couldn't hear her. She thought she would lie and wait for a long time, her brain still fighting for dominance, but her exhaustion won out in a matter of minutes and she was contently tucked against Mackenzie as she slept.

Tomorrow would be different, but they'd deal in the morning. She was happy with where she was at least until the sun came up.