[ Kate is looking forward to her revenge, that much comes through clearly. That's usually fun all on its own and this new power opens up even more possibilities. Her head is full of them, a shuddery thrill at all the ways Johanna could fuck her if she'd just come over already. That comes through too, come over come over be here, like a less articulate litany woven through everything else.
But Johanna is thinking about her, wanting her, and that's enough at least for the moment. She pushes the vibe back between their legs, traces aimless circles, the mindless desperation beginning to catch up with her, too.
Erik's thumb on their clit is good, but she drags the toy around and across it, waits to feel Johanna clench and moan and presses it where they need it most, holds it steady as her fingers numb, until she is teetering on the edge of orgasm, just waiting for Johanna to push her over, to come with her, and still that undercurrent of want in both their heads, the certainty that however good this is it won't be enough until she's here, for real. ]
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But Johanna is thinking about her, wanting her, and that's enough at least for the moment. She pushes the vibe back between their legs, traces aimless circles, the mindless desperation beginning to catch up with her, too.
Erik's thumb on their clit is good, but she drags the toy around and across it, waits to feel Johanna clench and moan and presses it where they need it most, holds it steady as her fingers numb, until she is teetering on the edge of orgasm, just waiting for Johanna to push her over, to come with her, and still that undercurrent of want in both their heads, the certainty that however good this is it won't be enough until she's here, for real. ]