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Days went by and Malia threw herself into work. To get the movie done, was her excuse but Kylie knew better. She always knows her wife better than anyone, better than herself. She needed a distraction. Which, she doesn't blame her, she just worries.
She was in their trailer while Malia was filming with Morgan. She's scrolling her phone when she gets a text from Mel. Of course, she can't leave the set while her other clients, i.e. Morgan and Malia, were filming.
Shawty's like a Melody - ur girl looks good
Attached was a photo of Malia doing her stunt, her character, Chloe was supposed to pull Ella (Morgan's character) off an ledge that Uliana (Dara's character) had pushed her off of. She opens the photo and throws her phone. She sighs. "Damn it, Mel." She grabs her phone and stares at the photo of Malia's ass in her costume as she was reaching down to grab Morgan's hand.
Ky - I'm gonna kill u
Shawty's like a Melody - kinda hard to do that when ur hand is busy doing something else 😏
Kylie blushed as she locked her phone. She bites her lip as she opens her phone again. She stares at the photo for a few seconds. Her hand finds it way down her stomach and into her pants, the coldness of her wedding ring against her warm skin turning her on more than it should. She closes the photo and opens her....private folder of Malia. It's no doubt the two of them have certainly sent some explicit pics back and forth throughout the years they've been together. Her hand ventures further south as her mouth waters at the pictures on her phone. She slips her finger in and moans at how wet she was. "Fuck...." She swipes to another photo as she picks up the pace. She closes her eyes as her other hand slips inside her shirt, under her bra. She plays with her nipple as she quickens her pace. "Shit...."
"Oh shut up, Morgan!" Malia laughs as they walk back to their trailers. They finally finished filming their scene so Malia was ready to rest and see her wife. "I'll see you later!" They part ways as she heads to their trailer. "The baby better be named after me!" Morgan shouts before she enters her trailer. Malia shakes her head as she opens her trailer. She hears panting coming from the back. "Is she....?" Malia smirks as she quietly makes her way to the back. She slowly pushes the door open and finds Kylie laying in bed, yes they have a bed, mostly to accommodate Malia being pregnant so whenever she feels tired and needs a nap. "Fuck Malia...." She hears her wife moan with her eyes closed in ecstasy. She smirks as she slowly makes her way over to the bed, careful not to make any noise. She noticed that Kylie took off her pants and was laying with her legs spread wide open. As she gets closer, she quickly moves Kylie's hand and shoves her tongue inside. "Fuck, baby!" Kylie arches her back. Malia pulls away and shoves two fingers in. "We have to stop meeting like this baby." Malia smirks, the memory of Kylie catching her masturbating a couple years ago flashes into her mind.
"Malia!" Kylie moans. She makes her way up as she quickens her pace, she leans on her left arm as she kisses her wife. "Yes, Kylie?" She smirks. "Fuck, i love you." "I love you baby. What happened? You're just a horny, moaning mess right now." Malia kisses her neck. "I got- shit! I got horny looking back at some of our photos." Kylie holds her close. "Oh did you now? And you started without me?" Malia smirks. "I couldn't....i couldn't help it...." Kylie breathes. "Hmm." She thrusts her fingers faster. "Fuck! Harder! Harder!" She humps Malia's fingers as she thrusts harder. "I thought i was supposed to horny?" She licks her neck. "Are you not horny right now?" Kylie smirks. Malia pulls out her fingers. "I'm always horny when it comes to you." Kylie flips them over. "Then let me take care of you." She kisses her way down. She stops on the small bump of Malia's stomach. "Hi little baby." She whispered before she kept going. She kisses her way down and takes Malia's underwear off.
She licks slowly, savoring the taste of her wife. Malia starts breathing heavily. "God, you taste so good." She slides her tongue inside and starts thrusting. Malia grips her hair and as she humps her face. "Ooh, that's right. Fuck my face baby." Kylie whispered. Malia moans as she thrusts harder. "Fuck Kylie!" She starts sucking on her clit. Malia gasps as she grips the bedsheets. "Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! I'm gonna cum, baby I'm gonna cum!" Kylie doesn't let up until Malia's legs start shaking and her back is arched. "Kylie, kylie, please...." She taps her shoulder to get her to stop. Kylie releases her clit before she moves up and hovers over her. She kisses her sweetly. "You ok?" Malia nods as she breathes heavily. "I'm perfect. And i really needed that." Kylie nods as she brushes a curl out of her face. "I know, i could tell. You feel better?" Malia nods as she smiles. "Definitely." Kylie kisses her forehead. "I love you." "I love you too, Kylie. I just remembered something." Malia looks at her. "What?" Kylie smiles at her. "After the baby is born, did you wanna try?" She asks her. Kylie sighs. "Maybe. Probably not right away, but maybe after a year or two." Malia nods. "Ok, whatever you want." They kiss and lay there for a minute until Kylie gets out of bed and checks her phone.
Shawty's like a Melody - u and Lia have an interview tomorrow, i hope y'all remember that?
Oh fuck, they're first interview since everything went down. What questions are they gonna ask? Will it be obvious that Malia is pregnant? She was starting to show a bit. What if her morning sickness acts up? It's just an interview though, right? What could happen?
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