Mialotte: Eternal Sweethearts

9. Vulnerability with her?

A/N: Guys! The story hit 1K views last night. Am over the moon lol, especially because I've never written before! I keep making silly typos though, need to fix that. My fellow writer 'hazyleafs' I can't @ them for some reason but they gave me an idea for this chapter, pls check their stuff out! and on a separate note thank you for all the support on this story guys, means the world to me. As usual please refrain from reading if adult material, language and emotional abuse affects you. (2011 words)

Prompt: Mia isn't the sort to be vulnerable, but for Char? She would be willing to do anything. A follow on from Chapter "8. I own you, always." The pair wake up together, in Mia's bed. Mia has some explaining to do after last night...

Mia had woken up at around 6, and was surprised to see Char sprawled out in her bed, next to her. Oh she was so cute, Mia knew Char was one of those people to steal the covers through the night, and she would've bet unholy amounts that Charlotte was a starfish sleeper. Those people who wake up with no form in their body at all. Sprawled all over her side of the bed, even managing to be in some of Mia's side of the bed. Impressive. Mia couldn't help but stare at her, eyes drenched in affection for her natural beauty. 

Mia raised her eyebrow as she noticed the hickeys all over Char's neck. Charlotte was going to be so mad at her when she eventually did notice them. Welp. Nothing they could do now! Mia was racking her brain trying to remember what exactly had happened that night. Mia always knew she had a liking towards Charlotte, but she always assumed nothing would happen. Char was an angel, but she certainly wasn't last night. Christ, she was an experience last night. 

Charlotte had been engulfed in petrified arousal last night. That was the only way she could describe it. There had been so much tension lingering between her and Mia, especially after the whole fiasco with Aisha. Char actually felt really bad, and Mia could tell. Mia was incredibly jealous that they had gotten close to her sweetheart, but she could understand that retrospectively, Aisha had done no wrong. Her rational thought was rare, normally Mia would do the unthinkable and throttle the young lady. But she wanted to be different. She needed to be different to be worthy of Charlotte and her love. She hadn't quite reached the point where she deserved to have Char just yet.

Mia's mind drifted off into wonder about last night, a smirk creeping up on her face as she was now staring at the ceiling waiting for Char to wake up.

"Can I take this off? Am I allowed to touch you here?" Mia was engrossed in how breath-taking Charlotte looked.

"Yes~" Charlotte was dazed in pleasure, she hadn't been held this way in years. 

"Okay.. and am I allowed to do this? Can I nuzzle my lips here. Oh Char, this feels so good, do you feel good too?"

"Amelia! Just shut up!"

"Oh.."

"No. No! Wait no! I mean just shut up and do whatever, do anything. I'm yours. Just fuck me!" Charlotte couldn't have been more needy for her touch if she tried. God she was blushing like a fool.

"Oh.." Mia let out, sounding completely different to her last reaction. This one laced in a seductive tone. She was bound to have fun with this opportunity.

She happily nestled her face between Charlotte's soft thighs. She began kissing them slowly, and making her way up to her panties. She could inhale her sweetheart's arousal. Her arousal hitting Mia's sense of smell was like a boost of adrenaline. Not that Mia necessarily needed one. She was just as desperate as Char was. She needed to taste her. But she wanted Charlotte's first orgasm to be cherished. Not just a release but an entire build-up of satisfaction.

Mia used her free hand to gently hold onto Charlotte's soaked panties and gently push them to the side for now. She took one long, gentle lick at her slit. It felt silky. "Mmmm" was all Mia could let out. Charlotte's breath was irregular and messy to say the least. She was gripping onto the pillow her head rested on with all her might. She let out little gasps and moans as Mia continued to massage her clit with her tongue, ever so gently with varying pressure.