Dance of Affliction (GxG)

You & Me 🔞

»»-----¤-----««Estelle's Pov»»-----¤-----««

The door to her shared bedroom and study shuts with a soft click, enveloping us in a cocoon of intimacy. Mallory's eyes meet mine, filled with a mixture of desire and tenderness as she steps closer, our bodies almost touching, her hand still intertwined with mine. I feel my chest tighten, my breath catching in my throat. I feel my heart speed up rapidly, trying to escape from my ribcage. My eyes lock with Mallory's, leaving me speechless.

"Sparky." She whispers attentively.

The touch of her fingers around my wrist sends shivers down my spine, a stark contrast to the usual forceful grip she possessed. Her hands, weathered by countless hours of tinkering and wielding weapons, bore the marks of a skilled warrior, rough and rugged on the edges, yet they held a certain allure that I couldn't resist.

She delicately lifts her other hand, a hushed silence enveloping us. Gently, she cradles my cheek, her thumb grazing over my cheek gently. Her touch causes a subtle tilt of my head, accentuating the height difference between us. I find myself unable to look away as her gaze melts me, a heat building within me. Suddenly, Mallory inches closer, her lips meeting mine in a slow, tantalizing kiss.

"I mean, I still want to go to the academy." I murmur as a reminder. "You want me to stay but.."

She nods. "Of course, but when you're done for the day." she runs her hands down my sides sending a pleasant warm feeling straight down between my thighs. "You come back to me." Mallory let's go of my wrist and cups both my cheeks with both hands instead, deepening the kiss once more.

"You mean.."

"Mhm." She nods with a soft smile on her lips. As her tongue dances with mine, a soft moan escapes my lips. I lean into her, feeling her hand caress the back of my head, entangling her fingers in my hair. I grasp her chemise, lost in the intoxicating embrace of her arms.

As our lips reluctantly part, I steal a moment to catch my breath, savoring the taste of her on my tongue. Her hands still cradle my face, her touch sending shivers down my spine. Our foreheads meet, creating an intimate connection between us. With gentle strokes, her thumbs trace the contours of my cheeks, igniting a fiery desire within me. And as her hand ventures down the side of my neck, a wave of anticipation washes over me, fueling the flames of passion between us.

I'm surprised when I bump against her desk in her study aside her joint bedroom. She swiftly clears the desk of any remaining papers and items in one swipe with her arm, causing them to scatter onto the floor. She grabs my hips and effortlessly lifts me up, settling me onto the desk.

Mallory's fingers glide sensually along the curves of my body, caressing my hips before firmly grasping my behind. A breathy sigh escapes my lips, betraying the pleasure that courses through me, prompting her to focus her attention on my neck. I cling to her desperately, my fingers entwining in her charcoal black strands of hair, while my other hand finds solace on her strong shoulder. Her tongue glides sensually along the curve of my neck, a shiver of pleasure courses through my body. Slowly, she traces a tantalizing path up to the nape of my neck, where she playfully nibbles on my earlobe, sending waves of desire surging through me, leaving me whimpering with an insatiable longing.

"I have no fucking clue of what you've done to me Sparky," Mallory whispers in a deep husky tone breathing down my neck. "But if I can't have you.." she continues as she raises her head to look at me in front of them. "Nobody can."

Hearing those words makes me feel something so different. I grab onto Mallory's collar of her vest while my legs lock around their waist closing in the space between us. It feels like my body is acting on its own accord.