FAYEYOKO IMAGINES

A Few Donuts

Faye slipped through the front door, her gaze immediately locking onto Yoko, curled up on the couch with her eyes fixed on the TV. She couldn't resist; she crossed the room in a few easy steps, leaning down to capture Yoko's lips in a slow, lingering kiss. Yoko's lips softened under hers, responding with a gentle smile as her fingers lifted to trace along Faye's jawline, sending a familiar warmth spreading through Faye's chest.

"You're back early," Yoko murmured when their lips parted, her voice warm and inviting. "I missed you."

"Good," Faye replied, her voice coming out rougher than intended. "Missed you more." She let herself sink onto the couch, wrapping an arm around Yoko's shoulders and pulling her close. They nestled comfortably together, Yoko's warm body against her side leaving Faye feeling pleasantly dazed. But then, her gaze landed on two boxes sitting on the coffee table. Her eyes lit up with recognition.

"Donuts?" she asked, her voice slipping into a playful tone as she reached for one of the boxes. But just as her fingers brushed it, Yoko smacked her hand away, drawing a dramatic pout from Faye. "Why're you being so mean to me?"

Yoko leaned forward with a mischievous sparkle in her eyes, shifting to straddle Faye's lap and sliding her hands around Faye's neck. Faye felt her pulse quicken as Yoko settled against her, pressing close, her lips hovering just inches away.

"Have you seen that trend going around?" Yoko murmured, her voice low and teasing. "You know... something involving donuts?"

Faye blinked, intrigued and slightly confused. "Trend? With donuts?" Her fingers settled instinctively against Yoko's hips as she felt her curiosity growing. "Can't say I have. What's it about?"

Yoko's smirk widened, and she leaned in close, her breath hot against Faye's ear. "Faye," she whispered, her voice dipping into a seductive murmur, "have you ever measured how long your cock is?"

The words hit Faye like a spark, her cheeks warming as Yoko's meaning sank in. "Uh..." Faye stammered, a blush rising as she tried to keep her composure. "Not since I was younger. But... what's that got to do with donuts?"

Yoko kept her gaze locked on Faye's, her fingers drifting down to trace the line of her collarbone, letting the silence linger just enough to leave Faye hanging. Finally, she tilted her head with a wicked look in her eye. "I want to see how many donuts I can stack on it."

Faye's jaw dropped, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. "Stack... on...?" she managed, her voice barely a murmur.

Yoko rolled her eyes playfully as her hand slid lower, brushing over the growing outline pressing through Faye's pants. "On this, obviously," she whispered, her voice thick with amusement and a darker intent, her fingers teasingly tracing the outline as Faye's breathing deepened.

A slow smirk spread across Faye's face as she reached over and grabbed the box with one hand. "If that's your plan, then you'd better be ready," she murmured, her voice gruff as she met Yoko's gaze, eyes darkening. "I see now why you bought two boxes, naughty girl."

"Had to make sure you'd get a reward for going along with my crazy idea," Yoko replied with a smirk, rocking her hips against Faye's lap. "I'm always thinking about you—and your cock."

Faye's pulse thrummed as Yoko's warmth pressed against her, making her breath hitch. She tightened her arm around Yoko's waist, lifting her effortlessly as she stood, her other hand balancing the donut box. Yoko's legs wrapped around her waist, and they shared a low laugh, Yoko's fingers brushing through Faye's hair as she pressed teasing kisses along her jaw.

When they reached the bedroom, Faye carried Yoko through the doorway, setting the donut box on the bed just as Yoko pulled her in for another kiss, this time deeper, her teeth catching on Faye's bottom lip as she separated. Faye's jaw clenched, her smirk turning into something almost feral as she stared down at Yoko.