[A/N] - I have never written such a scene before and would never get the courage to post it. But we did surpass 1000+ kudos on Ao3, and this is the big reward!
I do hope you guys enjoy it and that I did a good job. Man, this is hard to balance with three players.
Warning: smut, sexual description, mention of pet names, oral (R getting & Giving), Dom!Agatha, Switch!Rio, Sub! Reader, marking, biting, edging, threesome, F/F/F
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The house was rather peaceful that day, perhaps because Rio had been gone for a while; duty kept her rather busy. This allowed you and Agatha to spend more time together, though your lover did seem needier of you than usual, grabbing the chance where she did not have to share you.
Of course, you had your little shop to keep open and thus could not truly be in her arms despite her demands. And, of course, the moment you turned the sign to 'closed' and climbed the stairs to your little apartment, she would make sure to make up for lost time.
On one peaceful Sunday, you were busy in the kitchen, cleaning after you had cooked for the two of you. You always made sure to leave extra in case Rio would show up. Ironically, she did not really have the need to eat, but she did want to be part of your life and Agatha's.
She would never admit it, but you knew that was how she felt. Call it a feeling or a hunch, but you were rather certain about it.
You had finished lunch not so long ago, and Agatha had excused herself to go shower. She had teasingly asked you if you wanted to join her, but you knew if you dared to agree, those dishes would only be cleaned tomorrow if you were lucky.
Unlike Agatha, you found a certain satisfaction in doing simple labour around the house, while your lover would use her magic for everything. Perhaps it was due to your different pasts since you always tried to keep a low profile and were more conscious of your powers.
You still tried to be, but after that fight, you felt in better control of them. You also felt livelier and more powerful, and it showed by the initiatives you took to bed with both Agatha and Rio.
As you were busy rinsing the dishes, you felt a presence behind you before it was joined by two arms wrapping around your waist.
A smile crawled on your lips, and you placed another dish on the drying stack. You did not say anything, wishing to finish and also not drop a dish, and the attack took your silence as a challenge.
Agatha's lips were pressed against the skin of your neck, one hand pushing your hair out of the way as she inhaled your scent. Her front was pressed against your back, a gentle enough move to remind you of her full presence but not to force you against the counter... not yet, at least.
"Mmm," you hummed faintly as you placed another dish on the drying stack, your smile remaining.
She took your noise as approval and started to place gentle kisses against your skin, the hand around your waist moving to wrap your thigh beneath your short silk robe. By instinct, you craned your head in one direction, exposing more skin for her to kiss and mark.
"You know, sugar," she started, her breath tickling your skin as she spoke. "I do feel it's time for dessert,"
You wanted to giggle at her cliché but also fitting pickup line, considering it was not long since you finished lunch. Before you could comment, she gently bit the side of your neck, making you gasp faintly and hold back a rather embarrassing moan.
Sometimes, it truly frustrated you how well she knew your body, having memorized which places she could bite to make you go limp in her arms. At the same time, the hand on your thigh started to travel up until the little fold of skin where your thigh met your waist... and then the hand would go down again, and then up.
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FanfictionYou have a past with Agatha, one as old as your age. Your roads often met, but she left you behind more than once. Now, once again, your paths cross, but this time, it is intentional. It started as a one-shot on my Tumblr account (mr-ys-phantasma)...
