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.