Never Not You

The Real Present...all...night...long

A/N: SEXUAL CONTENT WARNING - again i'm not too confident writing this but oh well it is what it is - you also can just skip this chapter there isn't much plot but i guess the end can kinda be classed as fluff idk

It's pretty f-ing long guys

Leah led Aurora up to the bedroom, her hand warm and steady as she guided her. "Sit on the bed," Leah instructed softly.

Aurora sat on the edge of the bed, her curiosity piqued as she watched Leah head towards the en suite bathroom. "Where are you going?" she asked, her voice tinged with both curiosity and impatience.

"You'll see," Leah replied with a mysterious smile. "Just wait."

Aurora sighed but stayed put, anticipation building. A moment later, the bathroom door opened slightly, and Leah peeked out. "Close your eyes," she instructed.

Aurora started to protest, "But—"

Leah interrupted her with a playful grin. "Or do you not want your present?"

Aurora bit her lip and reluctantly closed her eyes, a shiver of excitement running through her. "Fine," she murmured.

She heard the bathroom door open wider and then the soft, almost imperceptible sounds of Leah moving about the room. The anticipation was nearly unbearable, her senses heightened by the unknown.

Leah stood before Aurora, a mischievous smile playing on her lips as she watched Aurora with closed eyes, waiting in anticipation. Without a word, Leah gently took Aurora's hands in hers, guiding them to her own body.

Aurora's fingertips traced over Leah's shoulders, down her arms, and over the soft curves of her waist. Leah sighed softly, enjoying the sensation of Aurora's touch. As Aurora's hands reached Leah's breasts, Leah stopped her movements, letting Aurora feel the gentle rise and fall of her chest beneath the fabric of her lingerie. Aurora's breath caught at the intimacy of the moment, her touch becoming more deliberate and exploratory.

Leah bit her lip, her skin tingling with desire as Aurora's hands continued to roam, caressing her neck, tracing the line of her jaw, and then sliding down to rest momentarily on Leah's hips. Each touch sent a jolt of pleasure through Leah's body, her pulse quickening with anticipation.

Leah leaned in closer, her lips brushing against Aurora's ear as she whispered, "You feel so good touching me like this."

Aurora shivered at the warmth of Leah's breath against her ear. "You feel so good," Leah repeated, her voice low and sultry.

Encouraged by Leah's words, Aurora's hands moved lower, sliding over Leah's hips and down to her ass. She squeezed gently, then began to massage, her fingers digging into the soft flesh. Leah moaned softly, her body pressing closer to Aurora's. Aurora could feel the heat radiating from Leah, her own desire building with every touch.

Aurora's eyes were still closed, heightening her other senses. She could feel the tremors of pleasure running through Leah's body, hear the quickening of her breath. Aurora pulled Leah closer, revelling in the way their bodies fit together.

"But," Leah continued, her voice breathless and filled with promise, "it's your birthday, so I'm going to make you feel good."

With deliberate slowness, Leah began to unbutton Aurora's shirt. Her fingers were deft, each button coming undone with ease. Leah's lips found Aurora's jaw, trailing soft kisses down to her neck, then to her collarbone. Aurora tilted her head back, giving Leah better access, her skin tingling where Leah's lips had been.

Leah pushed the shirt off Aurora's shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. She paused for a moment, admiring Aurora's form, before resuming her kisses. Her mouth moved lower, leaving a trail of warmth in its wake, while her hands roamed over Aurora's back, pulling her closer.