⚠️smut
Toni lets out a soft moan as she pulls Cheryl in for a kiss. Managing to pull herself away, she mumbles something about being a woman of her word and that she doesn't have time for this, but even she herself can hear how unconvincing it sounds.
Cheryl is just watching her with a smug grin, knowing that she's won.
Toni knows that there is no going back. Her previous plan of actually being on time to work is damned the moment her wife looks at her like that, a smile spreads across her face as she suddenly feels like a teenager with little self-control. Unlike Cheryl, who has half an hour until her shift starts, Toni only has ten minutes.
"I only have ten minutes," she sighs into Cheryl's lips, the sweet taste of her wife drawing her in for more.
They giggle as the back of Cheryl's legs hit the bed and Toni pushes her down, and Cheryl's gentle laughter is quickly replaced by a small gasp as Toni firmly presses her knee into her centre.
Toni pulls away and raises a smug eyebrow. Cheryl rolls her eyes and looks away, harbouring a blush.
"Why are you naked under here?" Toni mumbles close to her ear, tracing her hand down to wave Cheryl's gown to the side.
"I was looking for my comfy underwear, you know, the ones I wear to work?"
"Ah, yes," Toni nods, a grin spreading across her lips. She moves closer to Cheryl's neck and begins nipping at the soft skin. "And did you find them?"
"No." Cheryl sighs loudly. "So, I'm frustrated."
"Oh? You're frustrated because you can't find your comfy underwear?" she teases, her hand cupping Cheryl's bare centre.
"I –..." Cheryl chokes, before trying again. "Yes. Yes, because I can't find it. I have work, and I was supposed to have a meeting with -"
A high-pitched gasp bordering on a moan cuts her off as Toni's hand starts to apply pressure.
"How do you make me feel so good so fast," Cheryl whimpers, more of a statement than a question.
"It's not me," Toni says as she nibbles on her wife's earlobe, voice husking in Cheryl's ear. "You just become so desperate for my touch so quickly."
Cheryl feels a particularly hard beat between her legs, the ever-so-slight whisper of humiliation adding to her arousal. She clears her throat in an attempt to wave away the fuzzy brain.
"Nine minutes," Toni says as a reminder, taking her hand away from Cheryl's centre. She smirks at the face that Cheryl gives her before slowly tracing her fingertips over a toned waist, carelessly waving the barely offending garment to the side as she moves up.
Toni briefly pauses at Cheryl's nipple, before taking it between her thumb and forefinger, feeling it stiffen under her touch. She gives it an almost experimental roll and is met immediately with Cheryl's sigh.
"God, that feels good," Cheryl mumbles, arching her back to lean into Toni's touch.
"They're so responsive," Toni mutters to herself. She makes eye contact with Cheryl and slowly takes it into her mouth, letting out a low hum at the way it feels.
"God," Cheryl sighs, a frown of pleasure stretching across her forehead as she holds Toni's gaze. "I think you should get to fucking me since you only have eight and a half minutes left."
Toni releases her nipple with a soft pop as she raises her eyebrow in amusement.
"Oh? It's funny that you think that you're in charge of your orgasm."
