Snacks
-I was hoping there might be some time to try your snacks before Zed gets back, Betty said teasingly as Flower entered the kitchen.
Flower felt a warm flush as she remembered their picnic and the wet, intense afternoon they had shared.
- I suspect the hunger we're feeling might not be satisfied by mere chips, Flower replied.
-Now you're talking my language, Betty said. Maybe we should find something a little more... decadent to indulge in, she whispered, leaning closer to Flower.
Alice let out a loud, dramatic groan.
-Ugh, please, spare me the heavy breathing and the subtext, I am far too hungry for whatever weird tension you two are brewing, she complained as she settled into the kitchen.
Betty leaned in and whispered into Flower's ear, suggesting they have an interlude in the linen closet.
-In the linen closet? How deliciously scandalous of you, Betty, Flower whispered back.
-If you two start making noises in there, I'm calling the police for public indecency, Alice barked.
Betty giggled, already backing toward the hallway.
-Don't worry, Alice, we'll be very quiet; mostly, she promised, grabbing Flower's hand to lead her away.
-Feel free to join in any time, Flower said to Alice as she allowed herself to be pulled toward the closet. Don't pretend you aren't curious, that’s just suppressed desire waiting for permission.
Alice scoffed.
-Show me exactly what kind of trouble you're planning, Flower whispered to Betty, pressing her back against the door.
Betty let out a shaky breath, her hands finding Flower's waist.
-Trouble is my middle name tonight, she whispered, pulling Flower deeper into the linens. She began to unbutton Flower's blouse with frantically.
Flower let out a soft moan.
-Don't hold back, Flower said with a soft moan, her own hands sliding upward to tangle in Betty's hair. She guided Betty's face closer to hers.
Betty let out a muffled whimper, her teeth grazing Flower's collarbone. She slid her hands lower, bunching up the fabric of Flower's dress to reach her thighs.
-Does this feel like enough trouble for you? she asked.
Flower threw her head back, hitting the shelving with a dull thud as a wave of pleasure surged through her.
-We can do much better than that, she gasped, her legs parting instinctively to welcome Betty's touch. She tightened her grip on Betty's hair, pulling her closer.
Flower started to hike Betty's dress up, looking to find friction between them.
-Less talking, more showing me exactly what you mean, Betty rasped, grinding her hips forward to seek that desperate contact.
Flower squeezed Betty's waist firmly, urging her closer into the friction.
Betty gasped.
-Oh god, yes, right there! she whimpered, matching Flower's rhythmic grinding. She wrapped her legs tightly around Flower's waist, anchoring them both amidst the swaying linens.
Betty grabbed on to one of Flower's buttcheeks as she straddled her and pulled her closer, rubbing her womanhood on Flower's.
Flower bucked upward, meeting each desperate grind with equal fervor, the friction building a searing heat between them.
-You're so wet, Flower.. so eager for it, Betty panted, her hips working in a feverish, primal tempo to maximize the pressure.
God, yes... just like that, Flower groaned, resting her forehead against Betty’s as they both fought for air.
-I can't... I can't stop thinking about how much I wanted this, Betty sobbed out, her hips moving in a blurring, desperate circle against Flower.
-Then don't stop; give me everything you've got, sweetheart, Flower commanded, thrusting her pelvis, trying to catch the exact center of Betty's heat.
-Everything... I'm giving you everything! Betty wailed, her hips snapping in violent, uncontrolled jolts to meet Flower's thrusts.
Flower's eyes opened wide, glazed and unfocused as the first tremors of release tore through her.
-Yes! Right there, baby, just like that! she cried out.
-Oh... oh my god... Betty whimpered, her muscles twitching uncontrollably as the climax washed over her. She buried her face in Flower's neck. That was...
Flower slumped against the closet wall.
-That was absolutely divine, she managed to whisper, kissing the top of Betty's head.
Betty pulled back just enough to look up at Flower.
-Divine doesn't even cover it, I think my soul actually left my body for a second, she murmured.
Flower smoothed the tangled strands of hair from Betty's forehead, her hands still trembling slightly.
-Alice doesn't know what she's missing, Betty mumbled as she fixed Flower's dress.
-Some truths are better experienced than explained, wouldn't you agree? Flower whispered as she took a steadying breath. Now, let's make sure we don't look like we've just survived a whirlwind before we rejoin the living.
-I don't think Zed's back yet, Betty said. Do you?