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[ If the cheesiness is what won her over, then Sara's got more where that came from.

Because damn, had it been a night for the playbooks. They'd worn each other out in so many ways she'd lost count, her entire body sore and satisfied as all hell as she curls up next to the brunette.

Sara's had her fair share of hook ups in the last few months, but this... God, this had been freeing. To be with someone who didn't question the array of scars marring her skin, didn't flinch at a little bit of playful aggression. Who knew what it was like to wear a mask even when the real one came off.

She grins as Bryce's lips start to wander her skin again, eyes fluttering closed at the memory of exactly what those lips had gotten up to only a few short hours ago. Fingers dragging through the other woman's hair, she leans in to meet her lips in a long, deep kiss, humming softly and pressing herself flush against Bryce as her free hand wanders down her side to grab a handful of her ass. ]

Mm, thought I'd worn you out last night.

[ Be careful with that. Be cheesy enough and Bryce might actually begin to like Sara for more than just a very good lay. Oh no.

There's an amused huff against Sara's mouth at the hand groping her and Bryce doesn't let that be the end of it, no. Her own hand slides up under the sheets, skirting across the skin of her stomach and cupping one of Sara's breasts in her hand. Her thumb and pointer finger teases the nipple then as she presses more kisses to her jaw and considers her options here. ]

Takes a lot more than what we did last night to do that.

[ Another kiss, pressed to her throat and Bryce takes a moment to suck against the skin, teeth and tongue in a way that might very much leave a mark. It doesn't seem like she's too worried about that one, especially if Sara doesn't tell her to stop. ]

Might require the morning... some of the afternoon... then perhaps I'd admit defeat.

[ But that's still a solid maybe since she's still tempted to keep touching, keep kissing. There's definitely a slow build here towards more and Bryce has no intention of letting Sara go just yet. ]

[ Well. God forbid they like each other for more than just a very, very good lay.

Sara's grinning on Bryce's lips, sighing softly there as she feels that hand graze up her stomach and tease at her nipple. Her body responds immediately, heat building inside her and breath hitching as she shifts even closer to her. ]

Is that a challenge, Ms. Wayne?

[ Her head tilts up just a little to give her more room, brows tilting upwards and before a short little moan escapes her at that light touch of pain that comes with that mark she's leaving on her neck. ]

Mmmh.... Guess I'll clear my schedule, then.

[ Her leg snakes gently between both of Bryce's, edging her legs open a bit so she can trail her fingertips down her stomach, reaching down to tease at the wetness she finds there. ]

[ God forbid.

They're shifting under the covers with that then, Bryce moving to slide over on top of Sara again, legs tangled together and mouth still at her neck as she feels the heat begin to build inside of her. You would think with how much they touched, they kissed, they fucked last night, that there's might be a little bit of exhaustion here but no. Bryce has stamina for days. It comes with being the Bat.

She's also a mess of scars and lean, hard muscle that she's very glad it seems like Sara likes. As she feels fingers beginning to tease her, Bryce presses down against Sara's thigh and begins to rock herself against her, dragging her mound over the skin there and being an absolute tease. Against her throat, her voice is low and amused, playful even. ]

It might be, Miss Lance. You'd be wise to clear your day, I think.

[ And her hand is going to move to just kneading at Sara's breast as she grinds down into her, skirting lips across her jaw as she moves to kiss her, properly now. It's a deep kiss, tongues sliding together as she works her mouth against Sara's, savoring it. ]

[ It doesn't take much goading to roll Sara onto her back, a grin spreading on her lips as she tilts her head back into the pillow and lets out a sigh. It's addicting as hell, the heat of Bryce's breath on her skin. The warmth of her touch, the silk of her skin. And though there's that tug of soreness in her muscles from all the effort they'd put into each other last night, she's far from worn out. Not when Bryce is on top of her, strong and beautiful and sexy as all hell.

Her fingertips graze idly along Bryce's slit before she feels that wet heat start to grind against her thigh. Groaning lowly, Sara's eyes blink open to watch, fingertips urging up a little further to circle her clit. ]

Mmmnh.... Done. I'm all yours.

[ Her breath is tight, voice a little raspy as she starts to work her thigh a little harder against her. Head lifting, she meets Bryce in a long, heated kiss, sucking desperately on her tongue as her fingers rub her clit a little harder now. ]

[ It's been a while since Bryce had a workout in such a... pleasurable way. Even when she sleeps with people casually, it's not like this -- not actual strength behind it, not with people who can keep up with her like Sara can. She's going to be a little disappointed when she slips away back to Gotham and doesn't get to do this some more. It'll be... a pity.

But that's something about later, when Sara's hand isn't teasing her clit and she isn't grinding herself down on the other woman's thigh. Fuck, that's good. When they kiss, Bryce presses closer, licks into Sara's mouth with an eager tongue and jerks her hips up against Sara's fingers. Yes, yes, yes.

When the kiss breaks, she's murmuring against her mouth, low and wanting. ]

I want to... sit on your face.

[ They both spend a lot of time training. Keeping their body in peak condition to deal with the barrage of shit they put theirselves in the way of every night. So something like this - something soft and intimate and intense as this - is relieving in all the right ways.

And maybe the more time they spend together, the more reluctant she is to leave. She knows this is hardly the start of a new relationship - they're both far too jaded for that - but she'll linger as long as Bryce lets her. If only to hear those moans, those sighs, those screams again.

Sara's humming contently into her mouth, tongue dragging playfully along Bryce's as she pulls her in closer by the hair with her free hand. She's flushed when they finally part, grinning as she nips at her lower lip. ]

Get up here.

[ She shifts a little lower to give the other woman room, guiding her thighs up and settling her head between her legs. ]

[ The problem is Bryce will let Sara linger and get annoyed at herself about it, not wanting Sara to go exactly but also knowing that she's -- well, she's Bryce Wayne, she's the Batwoman. Things like this aren't exactly in her wheelhouse. She can have plenty of sex and enjoy herself but if there's something more there, a hint of it, she falls apart completely.

She'll have a good brood about this later, probably. Just to get her thoughts in order.

But right now, thoughts aren't exactly what she's aiming for and she smiles as Sara reorients herself. Bryce moves upwards on her knees before she's hovering over Sara's face, wet cunt right there and on offer. Bryce waxes, for necessity sake really, so her wetness is on prime display for Sara. One hand curls around the headboard and she leans forward on it, forehead pressed to the wood as her other hand moves down and she spreads herself with two fingers, meeting Sara's eyes with a smirk. ]

Well?

[ Sara's no stranger to the one night stand game. Truth be told, she prefers it. Easier to find that release without dredging up feelings and questions and the vast array of baggage that comes with the life she leads.

Still, Bryce isn't exactly some random pick up from a bar late at night. They know things about each other the rest of the world could never understand. Which might be why it's so easy, so tempting to want to stay.

Not that any of this makes it to the forefront of her mind at the moment. She's much too distracted by the view, wetting her lips as Bryce settles on top of her face. Grinning at the slickness of her skin, she lets out a groan as Bryce spreads herself out for her, eyes flitting up to meet her gaze for a moment before returning to the sight of her wet cunt. ]

You're so fucking hot, you know that?

[ Hands resting on Bryce's ass, Sara lifts her head a bit to drag her tongue up the length of her slit, lapping up the taste of her for a moment before craning her neck to wrap her lips around her clit and give it a long, slow suck. ]

[ She wasn't exactly looking for this when she agreed to sleep with Sara. It was just -- they fought together when Sara was in Gotham, and there was a nice chemistry to it, a little electric and Bryce liked it. It happened a few times, sometimes in Gotham, sometimes elsewhere. But eventually, Bryce found herself craving Sara's company. So, she invited her for a drink and it was just to talk shop, to understand one another. Maybe even be friends.

This isn't exactly friendship, even if Bryce doesn't regret it.

There's a gasp there, not exactly surprised but satisfied when Sara pushes upwards, hands on Bryce's ass as she begins to suck on her clit. Bryce bites into her bottom lip, pressing downwards and letting a soft -- ]

Yes.

[ -- Spill out of her. Sure, they had lots of sex last night and she's a little sore even now but it's still so good. She doesn't want to get out of this bed for the life of her. ]

You... nnh, you eat pussy like you were made for it, Sara.

[ Part of her hadn't honestly believed it would happen. Not really. She'd thought about it, of course. A few times, actually. But apparently she hadn't stretched her imagination quite far enough, because damn if this wasn't the best possible outcome she could've hoped for.

After all this time, after a few random drop ins and a handful of city-wide crises, flirtatious quips between crime fighting had finally become... this.

Apparently they were both good at going from zero to sixty in a heartbeat.

And damn, does that breath, that one word of satisfaction make it all well worth the wait. Sara tightens her grip on Bryce's ass, flicking her tongue playfully over her clit a few times before suckling on it again. ]

Mmnh. Can't help it when you taste this damn good.

[ Her tongue flicks out again, dragging down her slit before pushing between her folds to start fucking her tongue in and out of her, slow and sweet to get the full taste. ]

[ She can feel the way the pleasure shakes in her thighs, makes it harder to push down and just grind. Her breath hitches, gasping again as she sucks on her clit and then once more as Sara moves downwards, pressing her tongue inside of her. Oh, fuck. ]

Shit... shit, shit.

[ Oh, she's giving in. Her hips drop a little, pressing flat onto Sara's face as she begins grinding into her. She just needs... just needs a little more, one hand fisted in Sara's hair while the other clutches the headboard and she just goes for it. Straight up begins fucking against Sara's mouth, needing and wanting so much from her. ]

I'll... be careful... I just need... nngh, fuck.

[ That’s one of the great things about sleeping with an assassin-turned-vigilante. No need to hold back. Sara can take every buck of Bryce’s hips, every rough grind against her lips.

She can feel that tension in Bryce’s muscles, can tell what spots make her shudder and curse. She groans her approval as her tongue slides between those wet folds, tasting how hot and wet she is. One hand gripping her ass tightly, she snakes the other hand around her thigh to start rubbing Bryce’s clit with two fingers, her tongue continuing to thrust in and out as she feels her building towards release. It’s getting harder to breath, her jaw straining a little now, but she’s relentless - determined to pull that sweet release from deep within her. ]

[ Oh, that's definitely enough to get Bryce there. Her hips buck against Sara's mouth one more time and then she's coming with a shout, spilling her release all over Sara's mouth as the wave crashes over her and she doubles over, panting harshly with her forehead against the headboard. Her hips keep rocking down though, instinctively chasing after a bit more pleasure but she's done, she's done. Promise.

Her grip loosens on Sara's hair as well, fingers stroking through it and she's still... kind of... sitting on Sara's face but she'll get up soon! Just. Just give her a moment as she rides out the high. Fuck, that was good. That was exactly what she needed. Her muscles feel like jelly and the tension she usually carries with her is just a bit more relaxed. ]

You're so... hn... hot.

[ High praise from Bryce Wayne, for sure. ]

[ Sara's eyes shut tight as she feels Bryce start to come, her tongue buried deep inside her, feeling those muscles clench around her tongue as her fingers work her clit through her release. She doesn't stop, meeting the rough grind of Bryce's hips before her tongue starts to lap eagerly at her folds. Hands squeezing her ass, she cranes her neck to suckle gently on Bryce's clit for good measure, humming her satisfaction. ]

You taste so fucking good...

[ She casts a glance up to grin at the brunette, pressing gentle kisses to her folds, in no rush to change positions as she comes down from her release. Not when she looks so satisfied, so completely spent. Her lips and tongue trail playfully along her skin, flicking playfully at her clit as her hands squeeze her ass again. ]

[ The aftershocks are going to be what does Bryce in, she realizes. She knows she has to pull away, pull off, but Sara's still so fucking good against her that she's starting to shake with the overstimulation. She gasps with it, eyes blinking open as she sinks against the headboard and jerking against Sara's mouth when she keeps sucking on her clit.

Oh, fuck. At this rate, she's going to come again. Hell, not even come, she's going to squirt all over Sara and feel like an idiot. ]

Nnh, don't stop.

[ Well, she shouldn't have said that. But her hand fists tighter in Sara's hair and she pushes back down, grinding her clit into Sara's mouth a bit harder again as her eyes close and she shakes with the pleasure. Sara's hands on her ass are just so pleasant and she's biting into her bottom lip, wanting just a little bit more again. ]

Love... your mouth...

[ Okay, maybe she's not completely spent. Sara tries to hide a grin as she stares up at Bryce's face, feels her hips twitch and shudder in her grip. There's still more there. More pleasure to draw out of her, and damn if Sara's going to let her off easy.

Those tremors seem to take her more and more at the attention to her clit, so Sara flicks her tongue lightly over the small bundle of nerves, one hand gripping tightly at her ass as the other shifts around to press two fingers between her folds. ]

Come for me again, beautiful. Come all over me.

[ She groans as Bryce tugs at her hair, leaning up to wrap her lips around Bryce's clit and suckle nice and steadily on it. Fingering her pussy to a steady rhythm, she continues to suck and rub her tongue against her clit, humming her encouragement. ]

[ God damnit, Sara!! That's who Bryce blames for this, this intense amount of pleasure. Pleasure that has her biting her lip and riding out the sensations on Sara's tongue as she bucks her hips and keeps going. She's so close, it's just a little more, following right behind the first one, not even as intense --

Then she comes with a loud shout of Sara's name and it is actually more than before. A flush of come spills out of her and onto Sara's face as she rocks with it, shivering with the overstimulation and dragging her hands over her face as she pulls back and stumbles on her knees, collapsing onto the bed with one leg still thrown over Sara's chest and the other bent at an awkward angle with the foot propped up on the pillow next to Sara's head.

She covers her face with both hands, groaning as she shivers with the pleasure and just how wrecked she feels, unable to even move at this point, she feels so good. ]

... Fuck.

[ Bryce can curse her all she fucking wants, as long as she keeps moaning and bucking and writhing like that for her. It's too damn satisfying to unravel a woman like Bryce, and Sara's determined as all hell. She's getting damn good at hitting the spots she seems to like, and it's not long now before Bryce is shuddering and shaking and squirting all over Sara's face.

She groans, shutting her eyes and attempting to keep her lips wrapped around Bryce's clit even as she drenches her with her come. When she finally collapses, Sara comes up for air, panting and wiping her face with the sheets a moment before resting back against Bryce's thigh. ]

Holy shit. Didn't know you could squirt like that.

[ She grins as she catches her breath, pressing a kiss to Bryce's thigh and grazing her hand affectionately over her ass. ]

[ Bryce is still a shivery overstimulated mess, torn between wanting to curl up in a ball and wanting to lean into Sara's touches and demand more. She groans again at Sara's words, dragging her hands over her face as she feels her cunt clenching around nothing as she comes down from the high. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Rather breathlessly, she responds with wry amusement -- ]

It's because of you.

[ Be proud of how much you got her to fall apart, Sara. Not many people can fuck Bryce that good. She's not a bad lay at all but hey, not many people are as talented as Sara. Just the truth of the matter. Bryce can't help it as she bites into her lip, hands running down her body as she tries to relax herself, fingers gliding over her own stomach and toes curling in response. ]

... I want to do this again, when I'm not as worn out.

[ She's just saying. She wants to state her intentions then. It's not romance or anything, but it's... something. She doesn't want this fling in a hotel room to be the end of it, that's all. Even if it 's just a gateway to more great sex. ]

[ Sara's touches are soft and easy, fingertips grazing over the curve of her ass, lips pressing lightly over her thigh. God, it's fun to watch her shiver. Curiously, she dips down to press a light kiss over her drenched cunt, delighted at the shudder she gets in response. ]

Mm. You're just sweet talking me.

[ She licks her lips, shifting a little to crawl up and lie down next to the brunette, reaching out to brush her hair from her face. She's absolutely beautiful when she's unraveled like this, and she leans in to kiss her softly as her hand follows that trail down her side. ]

Me too. I kind of like watching you come.

[ There's definitely a soft gasp and a jerk upwards as she feels Sara's lips on her cunt. It's an absolute tease and completely unfair but she's shivering again just like Sara was looking for. When they detangle and Sara crawls upwards to lie next to her, Bryce's eyes watch her with a curious, yet eager gaze. ]

I wouldn't even know how to sweet talk.

[ It's true, Bryce is painfully blunt and straightforward. Part of her ... charm? In some way? She doesn't really hide things, giving to the point facts and opinions with little fanfare. She's very dry, except for right now, where she's kind of melting under Sara. Aw, geez.

She'll lean in with Sara moves to kiss her, her own hand sliding over the side of Sara's neck and rubbing her thumb against her jaw as they kiss and kiss and kiss. When they pull away, when she hears Sara's words, there's a soft huff of amusement and she shivers again at the fingers on her side. ]

I like you making me come. I like making and watching you come too. Want to do it again.

[ There's a playful, satisfied smile on Sara's lips as she meets Bryce's gaze, her fingertips playing through her hair. ]

I think you're better than you know.

[ It's part of what Sara likes about her, honestly. That no bullshit attitude. It's refreshing, not to mention sexy as all hell. Which is probably why she's stuck around so long after what was supposed to be a one night stand.

She hums softly against that slow, languid kiss, tongue grazing along hers, shifting so their legs can tangle easily together. God, it's nice. The most relaxed she's felt in weeks.

She smiles at those words, nipping playfully at Bryce's lower lip. ]

Then let's do it again. [ She kisses her. ] And again. [ Another kiss. ] And maybe a few times after that.

[ It's so easy to just slide closer after that, an arm wrapping around Sara's middle as she pulls the other woman against her. Then she's pushing fingers through Sara's hair and meeting her kisses one after another after another. It's so... good.

It's been a long time since Bryce had good. ]

You say things like that, Lance, and we're not getting out of this bed today. Maybe not even tomorrow.

[ She's already pushing Sara back onto the bed, making the kisses a little deeper, a little more insistent. Her head drops down to press her mouth to Sara's throat, dragging her tongue across the skin before teeth skim the sensitive flesh and then she's biting into it. Not rough, nothing to hurt, but just to give a little tug as she sucks a mark into the skin.

Her voice is low and playful as she murmurs against the skin too, hand moving from Sara's hair to her cheek as she strokes her thumb across it. ]

I owe you too, for making me come that hard. Tit for tat.

[ It would've been so easy to sneak away while the sun was still down. It's how most of her rendezvous has been for... Jesus, for as long as she can remember. In her line of work, with the life she leads, it's so much easier to keep people at bay.

But she just can't seem to manage the strength to leave. There's something about Bryce - something warm and familiar and... comforting. Something she's quickly starting to become addicted to.

She grins at those words, chuckling as she rolls easily onto her back. ]

Mm. Maybe I don't want to get out of this bed today. Or tomorrow.

[ She returns that kiss, humming contently, hands running up and down her sides before she tips her head back, a satisfied sigh escaping her at those marks her teeth leave along her skin. She groans lowly as she starts to feel that heat rise within her yet again, back arching as she smiles up at Bryce. ]

I want to feel your pussy on mine.

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