met-a-noia

Chapter 28

*Sexual content below, you have been warned 😏‼️*

Amira's POV:

5 hours, 3 movies, and a lot of cuddling later I ended up laying on her chest, in her shirt and in my now dry towel. Her arm wrapped loosely around my waist as her fingers massaged my scalp soothingly. I groaned, unaware that I was falling asleep as my eyes fluttered open when I suddenly felt her fingers stop massaging my scalp, making me look up at her, my heart warming in my chest. Jesus... she looks so cute when she sleeps. I watched as her chest fell and rose softly, her head was thrown back on the couch, her lips parted as little snores left her mouth. An episode of OITNB played on the TV in front of us. The light from the TV and the the sun gleaming through the window shining perfectly on her face.

I grinned and sat up a bit, repositioning myself so I was on her lap, my legs straddling her thighs, running my fingers gingerly up and down her abs, making sure to draw lazy circles around the bruises and tiny scars that littered her pale torso. Should I do this? Is this wrong? Oh god. I tried to pull away, but my mind and body weren't cooperating. I sighed, rolling my hips unconsciously against her lap, so that I was closer to her, my hand laying on her midsection as I laid my head on her chest .I continued drawing lazy circles on her skin, only this time it was on her extremely prominent collar bone. She's definitely not underweight though, eh I guess thats the blessing of having a fast metabolism.

I closed my eyes, my thoughts returning to that little fantasy I had in the shower. The euphoric feeling of her body pressed against mine as she dipped her fingers into me, her hand gripping tightly on my hips as I threw my head back and moaned her name. Her hardened member rocking against my ass, as she groaned out a curse in my ear and-

"Mm.. Amira?", Tarian groaned, her eyes fluttering open revealing her golden-emerald eyes. My eyes shot open as I gasped, snapping my hand back towards me only for her to snarl and grab my hand, pressing it to her taut mid-section , "Who told you to stop, darling? ". I felt my cheeks start burning in embarrassment as I realized she was awake the entire time. Oh fucking hell, fuck my luck. "Tarian... its not what it looks like.. you just looked so.. err... cute sleeping and I-"

Tarian smirked, her hands falling on my thighs, immediately shutting me up, sending sparks up my body that settled inbetween my legs, wetness settling in my core. Oh no... I bet I look like a perverted creep to her. I looked away from her, trying to get up from her lap from the sheer and utter embarrassment before she gripped my thighs harder, pinning me in place. I looked down at her and grumbled flustered with the entire situation , "What are you doing?".

"What are you doing?"

"Tarian"

"Amira"

"Tarian"

"Amira"

"Tariaaaannnnn"

"Amiraaaaaaaaa"

"You're not funny you know"

"No, im a comedian and a bloody good charmer"

"You're neither... actually"

"Uh, rude, you wound me"

"Oh shut up you big baby"

"I would say 'make me', but im not a bottom"

"Sureeee"

"Im not!"

"Hmmm... funny because im on top of you right now smart ass"

"You know thats not really an insult? In fact, they are exceptionally intelligent, with phenomenal memories. They are able to recall complex routes and recognize animals they havent seen in years. Donkeys also have an impressively logical and flexible approach to problem solving"