《a fake arrangement | wlw |》fourteen | printed silhouettes
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Unlike before, Hazel woke up with Valentina dozed off within her grasp. Her hair was ruffled from last night's activities and her naked body was hidden under the covers alongside Hazel's.
Although Hazel didn't receive any physical pleasure, she didn't need it. All she craved was Valentina, and she got it.
She smiled down at her lover, kissing her forehead before she got out of bed, placing a pillow next to Valentina in the absence of her warm body.
With a loose top of Valentina's wardrobe and her underwear, she wore it in an effort to make herself less cold and more comfortable knowing she'll keep the items of clothing instead of giving them back.
Hazel was in Manhattan, with a girl who she barely knew a month ago, yet fell in love with her in less than three weeks of her company. It astounded her how fond she was of Valentina even though she didn't know the basics of her life before the contracts.
All she knew was that she had a troubled life, moments in life in which no child should experience.
Though the suite was large, Hazel found herself exploring the little home, laughing as she picked up their clothes on the way. In this process, she found a note on the floor crumpled up in a small ball, and as she read it, she felt another wave of remorse for Valentina.
Alexander Amon was a man she knew little of, all she knew about him was that he left Valentina at her most vulnerable times, and even if it looked like the most suitable decision, she felt nothing but anger towards the man because of what he caused.
She came back to the master bedroom where Valentina still stayed soundly asleep, she almost felt bad about what she would do.
In a quick motion, Hazel jumped on top of the bed, resulting in a loud thump that woke Valentina up.
"Sleeping beauty's awake." Hazel chuckled as Valentina threw a pillow in her direction.
Watching Hazel dodge the pillow easily, Valentina's head laid back down as she groaned. "It's too early in the morning for you to be acting like a dickhead."
"It's never too early, love." The blonde responded crawled on top of Valentina, her hands finding the brunette's and locking instantly. "Last night was fun-"
Valentina's face lit up as a deep rose colour as she remembered what happened the night before and all of her remarks.
"-Pillow princess." Hazel finished, her smile growing larger as she saw the blush from Valentina's face disappear.
"Now that hurts." Valentina answered sourly as she rolled her eyes. "You just wait, Ms Grayson."
Hazel didn't realise how close they had gotten, and before she could respond, she felt her lover's mouth claimed her neck instead of her lips. Welcomed, Hazel moved even closer as she felt Valentina's tongue skim over her jawline, then towards her pulse point, which made her moan.
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Valentina smirked into her neck as she pulled away. "And you say your daddy."
A shared laugh echoed in the room before Hazel rolled off Valentina.
Like a child, Valentina whined in an effort to bring her lover back into the bed which she was still naked under. "Nuh-uh."
"Nope." Hazel tutted, her fingers slipping away from the brunette. "We have to get ready, we're going back today, remember? The jet's waiting, c'mon."
Valentina groaned at her reminder, yet she still missed the two women at the house dearly. "I hate how you're always right."
The blonde shook her head at Valentina's child-like behaviour. "I'll just be a minute." She finished as she disappeared through the bathroom door, leaving Valentina on the bed with an idea.
"We'll need more than a minute." Valentina mumbled to herself as she waited until she heard Hazel turned on the shower, then she eagerly jumped out of bed, heading towards the bathroom, her mind already set on what she planned to happen the night before.
Slipping into the bathroom stealthy, she had already seen the silhouette of the women she loved, the steam and drops of water covering the fogged glass walls from the purest sight of Hazel.
Her mind wandered to the vast images of the women who stood in the shower clueless about her intentions, including the very euphoric moment that she wanted Hazel to experience with her.
Hazel's back was faced against the shower door, her phone played music for the time being. Her hands moved all her hair to one side before she had rinsed the shampoo away in the steaming water.
Valentina had walked past the already pooled clothing that Hazel wore which belonged to the brunette, her steps making no sound in the process.
Carefully, she opened the glass door, closing it as the bottom of her feet splashed in the water below her.
Hazel sensed Valentina's presence as she felt over-familiar hands play with the arch of her lower back, gliding upwards towards her neck.
"Val? What are you-"
Wasting no time, Valentina had cut off the blonde from her question, moving the blonde's body backwards towards the tiles, slightly away from the water.
Bare skin touching the cool tiles and Hazel's mouth silenced with the brunette's palm, her chest began rising and falling out of the adrenaline that flowed within the air.
"Quiet." Valentina silenced Hazel as her hand was still planted against the mouth of the blonde.
Her soaked body became frozen as Valentina's gaze intensified at the vulnerability of Hazel, especially the way Valentina trapped the woman in between her body and the wall.
Valentina's gaze dipped down past her eyes and focused on her slimming body and the way water droplets flowed downwards freely amongst her body.
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Heat rose from Hazel's body, reciprocating the temperature the water displayed next to them.
Slowly removing her palm from Hazel's mouth and noticing how Hazel remained quiet, her eyes locked on the blonde's while her hand moved slowly down her jawline towards her neck. "Good girl."
Her hands clamped around the woman's neck in a rough yet secured state, making the blonde gasp at the sudden movement.
"I didn't get to have my turn." Valentina muttered as she saw the woman before her lick her lips in anticipation.
Hazel became more aware of the position she was put in, and as much as she'd like to deny it, she loved it. "I guess the jet will have to wait." She replied, her fingers flinching from her impatience.
Valentina then took the first step in connecting their lips together in an erotic influence, her hand around Hazel's neck slightly tightening as Hazel bit the brunette's bottom lip before both tongues fought for control.
Releasing her grip and letting her hand wander, Valentina, disconnected her lips from Hazel and in return of this, both women opened their eyes to see that the two looked at each other with a deep passion.
One biting her lip, and the other smiling slyly, the air began to thicken and the glass walls were now heavily coated with steam.
Cupping one of her breasts, Valentina had then planted her mouth onto the woman's neck, teething on the patch of skin until she was satisfied with the red mark that was displayed vibrantly.
With the other hand planted on the blonde's waist, the younger woman had pushed Hazel away from the tiles and onto the glass wall where she met another cold surface to the back.
She hissed at the cool feeling yet moaned at Valentina's mouth creating marks on her neck, she practically felt like jelly as she could feel the brunette smirk at her pathetic noises of pleasure.
Replacing her mouth, Valentina's hand clamped around the blonde's neck once again as her knee roughly separated Hazel's legs.
Valentina's knee resting past her thighs and just below Hazel's centre, the blonde felt the heat that rose to her cheeks, a brightly coloured blush she wore.
Her slim fingers laid over the chin of the older woman, playing with her bottom lip and Valentina tilted her head in interest and playfulness. "What are you doing to me?" She mumbled, her knee pressing upwards, making the woman moan at her touch.
"Val." Hazel moaned, her breath intertwined with the steam around them and her body overfilling with lust and want.
Tilting her chin, Valentina responded. "Mhm?"
"Please." The blonde begged out of her impatience, she couldn't stand the teasing, her patience was running on thin ice.
Without another word, Valentina smirked after she had connected their lips once again, feeling the woman rub herself onto the brunette's bare knee, wanting friction as they touched.
Pausing her actions before she continued, the brunette had looked up to the blonde already gazing at her lips, then she was met with copper eyes. A moment of silence and eye-given permission was all it took before the brunette slipped he
Her free hand slithered downwards, past her valley of breasts and the pit of her stomach and slowly replaced her knee's position. Valentina could feel the woman flinch as her fingers began moving within her slit, then finally, where Hazel wanted her the most.
Valentina had inserted two digits into her entrance, feeling her walls slightly tense at entry. She noticed the woman move and up and down, making use of the woman's fingers and she began moaning.
Releasing her neck, the brunette had smiled at the blonde's eagerness.
She took the opportunity to look at Hazel in a euphoric form, how she'd shut her eyes ever so slightly whenever Valentina's fingers continued pumping in and out of her centre, how she'd bite her lip as the brunette used her thumb to rub her clit at the same time.
Hazel was on another level of pleasure, her mind began to feel free from issues and in this moment, all she wanted was Valentina. She didn't care about seeing her family, nor her problems with being late for the plane ride home.
Everything Hazel wanted was in front of her, and although it took time to realise it, she was thankful that she met Valentina.
Her moans began more prominent to the extent where she could no longer hide them as she bit her bottom lip, no longer taking the form of pleasure, her head tilted so that it laid on Valentina's shoulder, and as Valentina's fingers picked up their speed, so did Hazel's high.
Softly biting down on Valentina's shoulder as she rode her high, her muffled moans made Valentina smile triumphantly.
Hazel's breath became levelled as Valentina kissed her neck once again, leaving more marks more future Hazel to worry about.
"Now we're even." Valentina mumbled as she kissed the blonde's lips once more, smiling into them as they spent more time in the shower than needed.
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