I Just Wanna be Besties With Benefits

~6~

Minnie, who had stripped to her underwear, adjusted the blanket that Willow had given her, which now lay on the couch where Minnie would sleep. When staying over at the other's house, the girls slept in different places; the couple had not yet breached the boundary of spending the night in the same bed.

The bedroom door creaked open, and Willow stepped into the living room wearing a pale pink onesie.

"Come to say goodnight?" Minnie said.

Willow nodded, her eyes roaming over Minnie's body. With a start, Minnie remembered that she was wearing only her underwear, which caused her to flush.

"Well, good night," Willow said, turning around. However, as she started to close the door behind her, she paused, then reopened the door and stepped back into the living room.

"Do you want to cuddle for a bit?" she asked, her face turned down towards the floor.

Minnie stretched and walked over to her girlfriend; she embraced her gently, rubbing her hand along her back. "Of course," she murmured. "I'd love to."

Minnie grasped Willow's hand gently and led her into the bedroom before flopping down onto the bed. Willow hesitated for a moment before joining her, shifting so she was positioned behind Minnie. With a contented sigh, she wrapped her hands around Minnie's stomach.

The two lay in silence for a few minutes before Willow spoke, her words muffled as she had buried her face into Minnie's back.

"You know, I'm not wearing anything under this onesie."

Minnie's breath hitched. "Yeah?" she replied, her voice barely a whisper.

There was the sound of a zipper, then a flush of warmth against Minnie's bare skin. Willow's bare breasts were now pressed against Minnie's back. Minnie struggled to control her breathing, arousal shooting through her body and prickling at her skin.

"Oh," she said, grappling for words. "I like that."

Willow exhaled before reaching up to fondle Minnie's breast through her bra. Minnie whined, the act itself not particularly pleasurable but the concept of it causing desire to erupt inside of her. She gasped when Willow slid her hand underneath the fabric, her fingers pressing against her nipple.

She gasped even louder when Willow's other hand dipped under the waistband of her panties.

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After breakfast, Willow drove Minnie home. Minnie spent the day in a daze, alternating between watching TV shows and scrolling through her phone. The night prior had successfully blown her mind, leaving the girl a silent, shell-shocked husk. She felt satisfied, and for the first time one of her dates with Willow had ended on a note that made sense to her. Nothing was missing, nothing was incomplete.