Put Your Lips On Me (Cunt) [L.S.]

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"Are you putting on the kettle?" Harriet nods. "Oh good, please make one for me too."

"Who else am I making tea for?" The girl teases her. "You're the only tea addict here."

A playful smack falls on her butt and it makes her squeak. "Watch your tongue, young lady." How does one confess that the idea of Louisa spanking her makes her wanna spew shit all the time?

"Around you, Lou? Over my dead body." Instead, Harriet blows her kissies.

Again, the woman says nothing, because really, what can she say? This perfect girl has always been her weakness. So she just invites her to watch a movie. It's a weekend, they should treat it as one.

Harriet carefully places the tea on the table in front of Lou and plops down next to her. "What are we watching?"

"Blue is the warmest colour. It's, um, supposed to be French."

Harriet nods. Usually she likes whatever Louisa picks, primarily because their tastes are so similar, so she doesn't see how this would be any different.

♤

She can't do much but blink at the screen and control herself from squirming.

"Why would you pick this?!" If it hadn't been for the tea in Lou's hand- the second cup- a pillow fight would have commenced right here.

The older woman just holds her free hand up in peace. "I heard that the story was good."

Taking another look at the screen, Harriet flinches. "Perhaps when alone." She squawks when a pillow hits her.

"You prance around naked all the time and you have trouble watching a little heated scene!" Louisa laughs at her squawk.

"Shut up!" She mutters, suffocating herself with a pillow. She is just dramatic like that.

Sighing a little too loudly, Louisa pauses the movie, focusing on Harriet now. O-oh, full focus of Lou usually means a true test of self restrain.

"C'mon, you can't tell me you haven't watched porn. And this isn't even that elaborate." Oh, may all the Greek Goddesses save her. Louisa, Harriet and porn in the same sentence-
"You're young and even if you don't watch it now, I'm sure your younger self did." The ease with which it falls off those lips is quite honestly astonishing to Harriet, but what Louisa has done that hasn't felt 'not astonishing' to Harriet.

There is not much she can do to hide her flaming cheeks. "I've watched porn, Lou, obviously."

"Then what's the big deal?" She asks about it so seriously as if it would solve Global Warming. "Do you not like sex? Which is, obviously, fine-"

Harriet groans, "No, no," Aphrodite knows she loves playing with herself, exploring herself. Not liking sex has never been her dictionary. "It's nothing like that."

"Then?" Her inquiring blue eyes makes Harriet want to word vomit every single thing that has ever crossed her mind but no. "What's the matter, baby?"

Not the baby card, fuck!

"Not fair. You know I can't deny you anything when you call me that!" She angrily sits there, pouting.

An arm hooks around her waist and pulls her closer. "I just want to know what's troubling my baby, is that very huge to ask for?" A pout decorates those thin lips and kill Harriet now!

Whining again, she grips over Louisa's hands. "You're not my favourite anymore!"

"But I am." Amused is what she is.