Smoke Signals

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⚠️ SELF HARM AND SMUT ⚠️

We were back in D.C. and JJ and I were making out as we walked through her apartment door. I gasped when my back hit a table and laughed a bit. "Oops, sorry."

"It's ok. Kiss me." She connected our lips again but as soon as it started to get more heated she pulled away. "JJ, you're killing me."

"We need to talk first." I groaned. I had a pretty good idea as to where this make out session was going and I wanted to continue it. I hadn't had sex in 5 months and I needed it. I specifically needed it from JJ. Her lips were only centimeters away from mine and I connected them again in a hungry kiss, only lasting a couple seconds before another kiss. I continued stealing quick kisses before she backed away a bit.

"JJ, we can talk about it after, ok? I'm...I'm ok with this."

"Are you sure?"

"One hundred percent." She smiled and kissed me again, walking me backwards until my legs hit the foot of the bed. I pulled away from the kiss and she reached for my hands, lacing our fingers together.

"You ok?"

"Yeah." I took a deep breath.

"We don't have to do this."

"We've been making out for three hours a day the past week and I know we were both hoping it would evolve into something more, so yeah, I think we should do this."

"But if you're not comfortable, we can always stop." I gave her a small nod. "Blair?"

"Yeah. Yeah, ok, we can always stop."

"What else are you worried about?" She searched my face for some sort of reaction.

"I just...you're the first person I'm doing this with that I actually really care about." She nodded. "And...I...there's a lot of scars on my body." My voice faded into a whisper. "I didn't just do it on my wrist. I'm just...I want you to find me attractive and I feel like you're not going to after seeing me like that." She shook her head.

"That's not possible. You're the most attractive, beautiful person I have ever laid eyes on. Nothing is going to ever make me see you in a different way." I nodded.

"Ok."

"Ok? Are you sure about this?"

"Yes. Yes I really want to do this."

"Ok good because I want to too." I laughed and she kissed me again, letting go of one of my hands to tuck it under my shirt, reaching around the back to unclip my bra. Once it fell to the floor she fondled my breast in her hand. I moaned as her thumb brushed lightly over my nipple. I fell back against the bed and she took the chance to unbutton my shirt. I felt completely exposed now. She could see the scars on my stomach that were never going away. I instinctively brought my hand to cover them but she grabbed my hand and squeezed it, bringing it up to her lips to kiss it. "You're beautiful." She told me sincerely. "There's no need to feel insecure." She pressed a kiss to my forehead and then to my lips before kissing down my torso to my waistline. She looked up at me for my consent. I nodded. "I need words baby." My stomach did flips when she called me baby.

"I want to see you." I told her. She smiled and pulled off her shirt. I stared at the top of her breasts, not being able to pull my eyes away from them when she took her bra off. I sat up and out my arms around her waist, kissing the top of her breasts. She unbuttoned my pants and lifted herself off of me so she could slide them off, taking hers off too. She pushed me down onto the bed gently and kissed down my torso again, positioning herself so she was straddling my thigh. We were both completely naked at this point.

I felt her hard clit rub against my thigh and she let out a soft whimper. I widened my legs to give her more access to my core and she stroked my clit with her thumb. "You can ride my thigh you know." She smirked and started slowly grinding against me, pressing her thumb against my clit as she slowly eased two fingers into me. "Fuck." I whined as I adjusted to the feeling.

She slowly started thrusting in and out while rubbing circles on my clit. "Does that feel good?" She asked as she curled my fingers.

"Yeah." I nodded eagerly.

"Right there?" She asked, pushing a bit deeper, trying to keep herself composed as her legs started to shake.

"Fuck yes." She leaned forward and took my nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it and sucking on it softly. "JJ!" I moaned her name softly and gripped the bedsheets. She moaned against my breast and I felt her shudder as she climaxed. I put my hands on her hips to keep her steady.

My hips bucked up into her hand as she hit my g-spot continuously. She smiled. "You look so pretty right now." I moaned at her words and turned my head sideways, moaning loudly while my eyes rolled to the back of my head. My legs shook as I climaxed. She let me ride it out and then sucked me off of her fingers. I bit my lip. She fell down onto the bed next to me. I immediately cuddled up next to her and she smiled, putting her arm around my shoulders.

"We should do that again sometime." She laughed at my suggestion.

"I agree." I reached for her free hand and rested my head on her chest.

"I've never felt that comfortable with someone before." I admitted. "So...thank you for that."

"We never have to do anything if you're not comfortable with it."

"That's good to know. But it'd be hard saying no to you."

"Don't feel like you can't."

"I don't."

"Good...get some rest. We've had a long week."