"Let's play a little game, shall we?? You do something for me and I'll do something for you..what do you think?" Claire chirps, giving Faye a naughty smile before biting her lip innocently and sitting down on Faye's torso.
Faye rolls her eyes at the woman above her and chuckles at her plan. It's cute, really. Internally, however, she can already feel a fire starting to form in her belly.
"Alright, Clara. I'll play your little game. But only because I love you so much." Faye pulls out the puppy dog eyes and pouty lips that makes the blonde melt. Manicured fingers graze cold skin from the edge of Claire's shorts to her bent knees, as Faye sensually rubs at the thighs straddling her midsection.
The reaction is immediate and just what Faye was hoping for. Claire never was very good at being assertive. She could be a tease, but once someone touched her in the right way, she was reduced to puddy in their hands. Failing to keep her composure, she sharply gasps at the sting of shallow scratches. Faye figures this is the perfect time to strike.
"I want you to take your shirt off."
"Say you're a good stepmother." Claire quickly retorts, not forgetting her angle in this game.
"What?"
"Say you're a good stepmother."
"Faye, I don't know wha-"
"You heard me. Say *kiss* you're *kiss* a good *kiss* stepmother."
Claire finishes with a harsh nibble and soothing lick to Faye's pulse point. She sits back up and crosses her arms defiantly over the chest that Faye's so eager to get a peak of. She puts on a stern look, determined to get Faye to see her worth. If it takes sexual favors, then so be it.
Faye doesn't see stern, however. Only a cute and pouty face looking expectedly down at her.
"Alright, Clara... just for you, though. I-I'm a good stepmother, okay! Are you happy? Now let me get a hold of those spiritually nourishing twins of yours..."
Claire gasps in embarrassment at the "compliment?" and buries her face in her hands as Faye makes grabbing motions towards Claire's chest. Claire peaks her eyes out from behind her fingers, giggling at Faye's desperation. Grabbing hold of the blonde's wrists and pinning them above her head, she leans down to make intense eye contact, not willing to give up just yet.
"You're a good stepmother who acknowledges that she's...."
"That I am in fact a stepmother. Wow! My soul is truly healed... Now, boobies!" Claire bites her lip to hold back a smile, shaking her head. She realizes that horny Faye and normal Beetlejuice are not so far apart.
"You're a good stepmother who acknowledges that she's trying her best."
"I'm a good stepmother who acknowledges that I'm trying my best..."
At this, Claire raises an eyebrow and begins to slowly lift the hem of her thin pajama shirt exposing the creamy skin of pale underboob.
Faye rolls her eyes and continues. "And knows that Lisa loves me no matter what." Claire gives her a 1000 watt smile as she beams down at her proudly.
"And that none of you are going to leave me... because you love me." Faye admits shyly.
"WOOHOO!!" Claire cheers as she rips her shirt off and waves it in the air. "Loving yourself is sexy!!"
This breaks Faye down completely, whimpering for the third time tonight. This time from sheer laughter and happiness at the life she has and the people (dead and alive) she gets to share it with. This laughter is short lived, however, as it dies down and turns into labored breathing at the sight above her.
