smut warning!
"No! I don't fucking care. You get the lawyer on that and have every little mention of what happened wiped out. These are my clients and my label. Neither will look bad!"
"B-but Ms. Jauregui! It's not that easy I can't jus—"
"Make it easy, Scott!"
"Yes, M'am. I'll have the lawyer contact you if there's any problems."
Lauren hung up at that refreshing twitter, seeing the hashtag having gone farther up the most trending list. Her eyes widened and she tapped her foot impatiently, hoping Scott would actually fix this in a timely manner. She groaned and put her face in her hands.
"Stressed, baby?" A voice asks, causing the older woman to look up the source nearly choking at the sight of the woman in the same pink set from earlier. She had her robe on her shoulders and it was loosely tied around her waist. Dinah laughed a bit, she loved how no matter how many times she wore it Lauren always seem to have the same reaction.
The woman cleared her throat. "Yeah, a little." She said as Dinah walked over in long strides, placing her hands on Lauren's shoulders and massaging them. Her thumbs digging slightly into the area below the pretty dragonfly tattoo. Lauren let out a low moan at the feeling, Dinah had always been great with her hands and her massages were probably one of her favorite things to get from her.
Skillful hands danced across the girl's skin, up to her neck where she proceeded to massage any tension out of the woman whose stress was rapidly dispersing. Her fingers made their way to her temples where she finished the small massage on Lauren who was much more calm than she was twenty minutes ago. Dinah would say because of her massage, but Lauren would beg to differ.
From the minute Dinah walked in her thoughts were flooded with the younger woman, causing her to stress-levels to fall. She knew Dinah always had a remedy to make her feel at peace with what was ever bothering her and she has yet to find anyone else to do so.
And maybe that's why she can't let go. She needs Dinah for more than they bargained for. She needs her because she's her rock, she's the one that keeps her on her toes (in the best way), she's the one that cares for her, and maybe Lauren cares for her a little more than she'd like to think.
"How about you take a little nap? You've been up for hours, angel." The one sentence was so genuine and full of concern. It made the brunette feel important, not that she didn't with her fiancé...just Marsai stopped caring. She doesn't recall when or why, but she could feel the disconnection so she proposed. The spark came back for Marsai, but Lauren hadn't felt it since. Until now, here, with her.
"Only if you'd join me." She spoke in a small voice that nearly made Dinah coo. The Californian nodded and pulled Lauren from her seat, so she could guide her to bedroom.
When they got into the room that was accented with bold colors that screamed 'Dinah Jane' Lauren removed her shirt that left her in sweats and a sports bra then climbed into the plush bed that she knew would lull her to sleep in minutes. Dinah followed suit and moved to wrap her body around the girl. The taller woman had removed her robe and the slight skin-to-skin contact caused her to sigh at the comfort it gave her. It felt so intimate to her and it was times like this she would pray to god that she could have all of Lauren.
But that'd be too good to be true.
Instead she was stuck just curling into her and hoping one day she'd feel the same.
「彡」
"Lo..." Dinah sighed out, her eyes opening when she realized her dream wasn't just a dream and the brunette was actually devouring her pussy. Her hips bucked into the girl's mouth and she tried to move her hands but they were restrained by an awfully annoying fabric.
"Hey." Lauren voiced looking up at her, her fingers replacing her mouth. "You look really hot right now, D." She said, taking in the girl's image, her cheeks slightly red and her blonde hair was messily spread out on the pillow. Her back arched when Lauren slipped a finger in her, making the older woman's breath hitch. She slightly adjusted herself in her sweats, normally she already be buried deep in the girl but she wanted to focus on her tonight. She also had some news that she probably wouldn't take well, and maybe after a good orgasm would soften the blow.
"Faster." She breathed her hips meeting her fingers. She sped up her fingers and settled her face back in between her legs and kissed her trembling thigh. She attached her lips to her clit and Dinah screamed out her name as she came, her whole body shaking.
She breathed heavily as Lauren helped her ride out her orgasm, biting her lip as she did so. Dinah opened her eyes, catching glimpse of her lover sucking her fingers. "Shit." She murmured, blinking a couple of times, Lauren laughed and crawled up to her and untied the bandana and pressed her lips onto Dinah's, her hand coming up to her jawline. "What about you?" Dinah asked, softly her eyes flicking down to the girl's sweats, and Lauren shook her head.
"I'm fine. It was just about you right now."
Dinah's brows furrowed as she gave the girl a strange look, "Okay..." She said, slightly unsure. The blonde stared at her and the woman locked eyes with her before looking down.
"So, we can't see each other this next weekend..."
The girl threw her head back on the pillows, "Yeah, I kinda knew it was something." She sighed, her heart aching that she wouldn't be able to see her at all.
"Or the weekend after-, but how'd you know?"
Dinah gave her a look. "You literally played out one of our fantasies, and you didn't even seem all that into it. You were thinking about how you'd tell me." She stated, already annoyed that she didn't tell her earlier. Annoyed that she didn't come when she was supposed to in the first place and annoyed that she wouldn't be seeing her for the next two weeks. She got up and closed her robe.
She knew she shouldn't be mad, but she couldn't help it, "I'm gonna go and uh, order food." She said, Lauren nodding expecting the girl's reaction. She never did like giving up her weekends.
