Watchdogs

[07] Birthday

"Happy birthday," Lauren murmurs as she rolls over on her side, taking in the dark beauty. She giggles and thanks her, sitting up and stretching.

"Remember my birthday last year?" Normani inquires with a small smirk and wiggle of her eyebrows. "Can something like that happen again?"

"I don't know, can it?"

Flashback

"Happy Birthday!" Everyone shouts as Normani walks into her apartment. Her eyebrows furrow briefly before she lets out a blinding smile, placing a hand over her heart.

"Who did all this?" She asks as she greets everyone with hugs and kisses. Camila motions for her to sit down next to her, handing her a glass of red wine.

"Lauren," The shorter girl says cheerily. "She decorated the house, bought the food - except for the cake, she and Ally made that - and invited all of us."

"Where is she?" The darker girl questions after another brief sip of her wine.

"Right here," the heavy Cuban accent answers, draping her arms around Normani's neck. "Happy Birthday, Mani."

"You did all this?" She squeals. The Latina nods, slipping into the seat next to her.

"The festivities will start later," Lauren lifts her champagne flute as the guests take their respected seats. "For now, let's enjoy the meal."

A robot serves the meal, its many arms passing out plates and scooping out the choices. The guests dig in, stomachs growling when most realize that they haven't eaten in a while. The room is filled with laughter and smiles. They've had a great month so far that is full of successful attacks and breakthroughs for their cause. There is nothing that could take the smile off their faces.

Lauren slips her fingers beneath the white napkin, steadily moving towards the older girl's core. She can already feel the heat radiating off of her exposed center. She smirks at the lack of underwear, continuing her teasing assault in her body.

Normani suppresses a gasp as she feels two fingers circle her throbbing clit, the motions light and gentle. She squeezes her thighs together before letting them fall back open, responding to the digging of Lauren's nails in her flesh.

The Latina slips her fingers down to Normani's soaked folds, taking in the delicious wetness that coats her digits in abundance. She dips a finger into her entrance, teasingly circling it before making her way back up to her clit. She repeats these motions, each round becoming quicker.

As Normani takes a bite of the food, she can't help but let out an involuntary moan as the green-eyed girl pumps her finger inside of her. She blushes when people look at her, shrugging and saying, "What? The food is really good."

Lauren pumps her finger at a slow pace, occasionally removing it to give some attention to the darker girl's clit. She feels a hand  wrap around her wrist, pulling it back as if telling her to go deeper. The younger girl leans over, her mouth up to her ear.

"You don't want me to go slow," Lauren rasps, her voice low and husky. She smirks, feeling her buck slightly against her hand. "You want me to fuck you good and hard in front of these people, don't you?"

Not getting a verbal response, Lauren jams a second finger into her warm center, smirking when Normani's eyes go wide. "I didn't hear you." She says, a teasing tone in her voice.

"Yes," Normani murmurs, ashamed and embarrassed. She feels the pace of the Latina's fingers speed up, occasionally grazing her g-spot with every swift motion. The darker girl lets out a tiny whimper but masks it with a cough, pretending to fix her dress as her hips buck dramatically.

As Lauren enters her once more, she curls her fingers up and presses down on the swollen patch inside of Normani. She can tell that the older girl wants to let out a moan, but she's in public, so she can't. Lauren unexpectedly removes her fingers from Normani, discreetly licking them clean before standing up out of her chair.

"Can I borrow Mani?" Lauren asks the table. "I need her to come with me for something, it's important."

"Yeah," Ally answers. The Latina smiles and takes the darker girl's hand, dragging her out of the elegant dining room.

Slipping into a large yet dark closet, Lauren locks the door and presses her against the wall, dropping to her knees. She lifts Normani's leg over her shoulder, licking her lips at the sight of her glistening pussy.

"I think I'm going to have dessert first," She husks before diving into her meal.

Lauren doesn't waste time with the teasing, immediately circling her tongue harshly along her throbbing clit. She suckles it briefly before taking a long lick up her folds. She positions her hands on the darker girl's hips, keeping her legs spread wide to accommodate her taste.

The Latina places unbearable pressure on her aching clit, poking it with her tongue. She then takes another hard lick up her folds, prodding her with the slick muscle. She starts to thrust it, tongue-fucking Normani into pure bliss. Her strong arms pull the darker girl down into her mouth, encouraging her to grind and whine her hips. The older girl is already smearing her excitement on her face, but Lauren wants more.

Her talented tongue is presented with a slight gush of wetness, making her hum quietly. She takes a dragging lick back to her clit and sucks harshly, teeth grazing as she massages it. Moans and expletives leave Mani's lips as she takes a handful of hair and pulls Lauren closer to her center, hips bucking.

"F-Fuck," Normani moans lowly.

In response to this, Lauren starts to carve letters using her tongue into the darker girl's dripping, wet pussy. She spells out her name, the pressure hard and slow.  She guides the older girl's hips across her tongue, making them grind against the warm muscle and spreading her juices across her face.

"I'm close," The temptress groans. As soon as this is said, Lauren clamps her teeth down on her clit, the delicious pain sending her over the edge. She comes with a muffled cry, the wetness coating Lauren's lips and chin.

Lauren continues to lap up the delicious essence that leaks into her mouth. The darker girl is just so divine that she can't stop tasting. She's mesmerized by how sweet Normani tastes. I guess that saying rings true– the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice.

Lauren's darkened green eyes flash as they look up at Normani, who's chest is still heaving. Her grip on her hair eases up, but she doesn't make a move to place her foot on the floor. In all honesty, she doesn't believe that she can totally stand on her own.

"Happy birthday,"

Flashback Over

Normani rolls over and straddles the green-eyed girl, biting her lip. She steadily moves her body upward so she's sitting right below Lauren's breast. The darker girl walks her fingers up to her pink bottom lip, swiping at it with her thumb. Lauren rolls her eyes and hooks her arms under her thick thighs.

"I was gonna make breakfast," Lauren mutters, slowly lifting Normani over her face.

"Why when you can eat me?"

Tune into Jimmy Fallon y'all.

This smut is for the BIG ANNOUNCEMENT