summary: all day Leigh-Anne has waited to be back from her music video shoot, with you and to taste you desperately.
contains: -smut (oral) -swearing -dom!leigh-anne
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The front door came to a slam, even after Leigh's attempt to close it as carefully as she could to try and not wake up her girlfriend and the dogs. Harvey was in the lounge for a change, in the original bed she had got when she adopted him instead of the newer one he preferred in the kitchen, which was lucky for her. As soon as those puppy eyes realised who the intruder was he was quick to quiet down, but still jumped up onto her legs to greet the pop-star.
Leigh-Anne quickly and carefully got her shit together to go to bed, trying her best to not wake Y/n her girlfriend up, who slept with a cushion in her arms.
12:46. As much as she loved it, she was starting to regret fitting the whole music video shoot in one day other than sharing it between a few, especially on a day like this. Since she awoke at dawn she was craving the taste of Y/N, even just a kiss, but she was still in a slumber even when she left the house. It wasn't like they hadn't had sex or made-out in ages, it was a regular thing they did now they had all the time in the world together stuck inside, which made her feel a sense of greed.
Y/n slept on her back, an easy access for her girlfriend to crawl up on-top of her. Her eyes fluttered open almost instantly and widened at the sight of Leigh just above her."You took your time to get back didnt you?"
She giggled and placed one of her hands onto her girlfriends cheek, giving her a quick peck on the lips. "I wish I got here sooner, why are you awake though?"
Y/n took Leigh-Anne's other hand in her own and connected their fingers together, "couldn't sleep without you," she admitted.
She giggled, stroking the side of her hand with her thumb.
"I've been waiting all day for you, I can't resist any longer," said the pop-star, "are you tired baby?"
"A little."
"I hope this will help you then," she spoke, a smirk across her perfect lips as she took the duvet out from under both of them and throwing it over their heads.
If Y/n wasn't half tired she would've caught on sooner, but it was when her girlfriend began sliding her shorts down her thighs she knew what was going on and how now she wanted it more than ever. Her pussy was already wet, not seeping through her underwear wet, but enough to start going straight away.
Hands made their was down Y/n's torso, feeling every crevice and curve before finally making their way to her thighs, fingers hooking on the the fabric of her panties which soon were thrown on the floor along with her pyjama shirt, leaving her completely naked, just how Leigh liked. She leant forward, planting sloppy kisses from her chest to her thighs, not wasting any time to lick a stripe up Y/n's folds. Y/n lifted her head up and propped up her elbows as well as pulling her knees up so her thighs perfectly framed the dark haired woman and gave her more access, she smirked at that, enjoying her sudden keenness. Leigh-Anne shoved her face back into her girlfriend, taking her clit in between her lips, sucking it and circling it with her tongue while her nails clawed her thighs, gently scratching lines up and round, soon gripping them down as Y/n's hips lifted and bucked towards her.
Once Y/n was a complete moaning mess, Leigh took her thumb, putting a hard pressure on her clit, while at the same time sticking her tongue in and out of Y/n's pussy for her own enjoyment, for more of the taste she had been longing for since morning. Out of pure desperation, Y/n took a fist full of the black curls and brought it to the top of Leigh's head, the grip quickly getting tighter until she has finally reached her climax. Her thighs were shaking like crazy and she was doing everything to resist the temptation to close them, squishing her girlfriends head.
"Just hold on for me baby," said Leigh-Anne shakily.
The Y/H/C couldn't stop herself from finishing, but she tried her best to stay conscious. Leigh switched up her rhythm, licking a wet stripe down her clit until she reached her vagina, sticking her tongue in, slurping up her cum which kept on coming like waterfall until she was completely satisfied.
She carefully lifted her thighs down (which still had a jitter to them) carefully and lifted herself up and off of Y/n. Before grabbing her clothes off the floor she took a moment to admire Y/n, her furrowed eyebrows, eyes clenched shut and her slightly parted lips as she tried to catch her breath. Leigh-Anne loved seeing her like this. She quickly slipped her underwear back up her thighs while Y/n threw her shirt over her head, not acknowledging how Leigh left her shorts on the floor.
Y/n put her arms out to her girlfriend and they both went to cuddle each other, Leigh's head resting on the others chest and her hands up her shirt, delicately caressing her stomach at the same time kisses were being scattered across the top her head.
