My rival. (GXG)

"I'll fucking freeze your brain if you don't fuck me right now, Mayfield." The brown-haired woman hissed, tightening her hand around the fire-powered woman's throat and feeling the blood boil under the pressure of her thumb. With a low, amused chuckle, Max rolled her warm tongue on her V-line, sucking the pale skin between her lips and nipping with her sharp teeth, feeling the hot sweat fall down from her forehead and onto the ice-powered girl's stomach.

"Be patient." She groaned quietly and pushed her ginger hair back, gazing dazzlingly down at the woman beneath her, the corner of her thick lips curving into a satisfied smirk. She raised her hand seductively, sliding up her hot skin and covering Jane's freezing hand, lacing their fingers together. She took her thumb and pulled it between her lips, flicking the top of her tongue across it and nipping with her teeth. "Do you have to walk anywhere tomorrow?" She asked quietly and pulled away, revealing a mischievous grin.

Jane's cold eyes darkened slightly, desire lurking behind that coldness in them. "Does it matter?" Jane replied, her voice low and husky. She pulled the ginger-haired woman back towards her, their bodies pressed closely together. She vengefully tugged on the taller woman's red hair and dug her nails into her shoulders, making her hot lips turn into a scowl. The ginger-haired woman let out a gasp coupled with a moan as Jane's actions ignited a fire within her.

"It'll fucking matter when I tie you to this bed."