0.11

"please no more medicine. i'm sick, not half-dead," groaned scarlett.

gwendolyn sighed. "we've been over this thousands of times, scar. your side isn't fully healed and the medicine helps it out. please take it."

it was like begging a child, even though scarlett was a full-grown woman. maybe she just liked to torment her for fun.

"i swear i'm fine. i just wanted to hang out with you, i'm tired of being bed-bound all the time." scarlett turned away from gwendolyn.

"no, scarlett."

"have i told you how great you look today? your hair looks so silky, your outfit looks amazing, and did you use a new perfume?"

"flattery isn't gonna work on me either," huffed gwen. "but i did try a new conditioner last night..."

right as scarlett was about to throw another compliment, the infirmary doors opened, revealing karla.

"good morning," she greeted. "how are you ladies doing today?"

ms. andrews seemed shocked by the happy tone in karla's voice. "oh, us? well...uh, very nicely, ms. valetin."

gwendolyn felt her eyes trail over to madeline, a mischievous look held in her eyes. being gwen's wing-woman meant she knew everything.

madeline strolled over to the shorter girl. "i see your girlfriend wants to see you."

"oh, gosh! don't say that so loud, maddy! we... aren't an official thing."

"you two aren't official yet. she'll ask you at the time you'll least expect it— i've got a feeling."

gwen's eyebrows furrowed at her best friend's words in thought. "why do you say—"

heavy arms draped around her shoulder, the familiar scent of rich perfume hovering above her. "ma fleur." (my flower)

karla, you're making me melt.

every breath stopped in the room as they watched the public display of karla peppering kisses all across gwendolyn's face, especially scarlett.

"huh!" mrs. andrews exclaimed. "so that's the person who's getting little gwen all red now!"

gwendolyn hung her head down embarrassed as she stood next to Karla. "well, you see, we—"

"i am," karla boasted. "would you mind if i borrowed her for a little bit?

"for what exactly?" scarlett sat back, sitting up in her bed.

karla released gwen from her arm. "none of your business, scarlett. s'inquiéter de cette balle dans votre côté." (worry about that bullet in your side)

"hmm. touché. une seule égratignure sur elle et—"
(one scratch on her and—)

"you're 25, not 52. act like it." karla looked back at gwendolyn. "are you ready to go, my love?"

madeline nudged gwen's side urging her to say something. "y-yeah."

as they stepped out of the infirmary together, karla intertwined her fingers with gwendolyn's. "and how are you doing?"

"oh, i'm alright," gwen gently smiled. "i'm happy scarlett's getting better and the plants are healthy. and i'm happy that i'm around you."

karla's grin stretched across her face. "that made me feel ten times better."

the feeling of their hands together made gwen shiver. "uh, also... are you comfortable with showing our... uhm—relationship in public? i don't want you getting hurt 'cause of it." the last part of her words mumbled under her breath.

karla squeezed gwen's hand. "of course i am. they'll have to put a bullet through me to hurt you. if you feel like i'm doing too fast, just tell me. i'll go at whatever pace you want."

"i really don't mind! you... make me feel good inside. i just don't want to get in the way of your work, that's all."

"you'll never get in the way. i'll make time for you." karla pressed a kiss against gwendolyn's forehead.

despite her shyness, gwen grinned and kissed karla's cheek back.

it was a simple moment of affection between the two of them, but both of their hearts gushed at the feeling. and for a moment, gwen swore butterflies flew around them.

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"here it is," announced karla. "i have a feeling you'll enjoy this place."

it seemed to be a huge block of a building. tall, artificial trees on either side, expensive black and brown tiles on the building, and an ocean of cars. and from what gwendolyn could see, a glass roof topped it off.

holy crap. what type of rich people shop at these malls? she looked back down at her clothes, a long wrinkled skirt and green tie knit sweater, messy braid running down her back.

doesn't help that i look like this either. i wasn't even ready to go out and—

"don't worry about your clothes, you're with me, and you look cute anyways." karla ensured. "let's just have a good time, yes?"

gwen pulled her sleeve over her hand. "but i left my wallet in my room.."

"who said you'll be paying? i just to enjoy our time together, darling." again, she held gwendolyn's hand.

the two connected souls walked into the mall, gwen's brown eyes gazing at every statue, light fixture, and fancy shop opening she saw.

"it's huge," she gasped.

karla bit her tongue. "now where would you like to go first?"

"a bookstore, maybe?" gwen twirled her hair around her finger. "i haven't picked a new book in a while"

karla led the way with gwendolyn at her side, hands still connected. gwen's bubbly voice asking karla questions every minute. usually, the mafia boss would've told them to shut it or slice their throat with her knife.

but gwen was her girl. she'd listen to any and every word that poured out of her mouth.

it had been a while since karla had stepped into a room with so many books, she wasn't much of a reader. but from the way, gwendolyn was looking at each cover of every book, maybe she'd reconsider the idea.

"hmm," gwen bit her bottom lip. "karla, which one?" she held up two books, one green, the other black.

"why not both?" karla couldn't care less about any of the books, she just wanted to see gwendolyn's cute smile on her face.

gwen's face lit up, resulting in a kiss on her cheek. "and, uh, would you get mad if we went to another store? there's such cute clothes and place is so pretty and—"

"anywhere you want, we'll go, chérie."
(darling)

a determined look crossed gwendolyn's face as she speed-walked towards the back to buy the books, dragging karla with her.

wherever gwendolyn wanted to go, karla followed behind. thrilled with the site of all the prettiest clothes in the world (as gwen had told her), she'd left the store with both arms holding shopping bags.

"gwen, you look like you're about to fall over," pointed out karla.

the said girl slightly pouted. "no, i'm not." she set down the bags onto the floor. "okay... well, maybe i got too excited..."

karla chucked and easily lifted the bags all with one hand. "i've got it. anywhere else you'd like to go?"

gwendolyn nodded with a reply, shyly looking up to karla's face. "i wanna get you something too. stay right here!" before karla could even say something to the red-face girl, she scampered off.

well shit. guess she does want me to stay here.

minutes after minutes passed as she fiddled with her phone, the surrounding people gazing at her sitting there, waiting. one question rang in their minds: who would make her wait there?

gwendolyn westbrook, the one and only.

just as she was about to stand up to look for her, gwen's head ran into karla's chest, just in front of karla's boobs.

"sorry," she panted. "i was trying to come back as fast as i could, but then i forgot where you were, so i got lost and—" reassessing the situation, she backed her now red face out from karla's chest.

"i see you were eager to come back," ridiculed karla. "but what'd you get in the first place?"

a plastic, grease-stained plate was held up to karla's face. "pizza! i know you don't usually eat in the morning, and we've been here for a while, so you must be hungry."

karla felt her ears burn red as she cupped gwen's cheeks. "you are the sweetest thing ever." she pressed a light kiss to the bridge of gwen's nose and gave her a gentle smile. come on, we'll share this."

she pulled her girl to her side and guided the pizza to her mouth. gwen happily bit the slice, the flavors effortlessly bursting on her tongue, resulting in a small dance of happiness.

while they shared the pizza between them, one clear thought rang through karla's mind:

yeah. she's getting it when we get home.

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"there you go." said karla, placing the bags onto the bedroom floor.

"it would've taken me forever to bring them up all up here. thank you so much!" cheered gwendolyn.

"anything for you, darling." she pecked the top of gwen's head.

closing the distance between them, karla wrapped her arms around gwen's waist, pulling her closer every second. before gwendolyn knew it, lips kissed down gwen's neck, sucking any flesh they had access to.

gwendolyn wrapped her arms frantically around the taller woman, gripping at the clothes on her back. "gosh, i—"

her words were sealed off with the soft pressure of karla's lips gracing hers, tongue circling around gwen's. the familiar rhythm drummed in her veins, tongue returning the action.

writhing under the building pleasure, her legs were growing weak. another kiss and she'd be on the floor.

"dieu. pardonne-moi pour ce que je suis sur le point de faire."
(god, forgive me for what i am about to do.)

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karla released her lips from the kiss and lifted gwen into her arms. moving over to the bed, she sat her down and reconnected their lips in a hurry, trapping her between her arms.

lips gliding across each other, eyes fully closed in pleasure. the blood rushing straight from karla's heart down to her throbbing cock.

god, her lips feel so good.

saliva running down the freckled girl's chin. eyes full of undiscovered, unknown lust. hair coming undone from the braid down her back, long skirt pulled to her thighs. a perfect canvas to work on.

just before she went down onto the soft pillows below her, she ran a mindless finger under gwen's shirt, making 'innocent' eye contact.

her fingers inched at the hem of gwen's shirt, revealing a light pink bra. gwen's face heated up.

"so soft and cute." murmured karla. slowly undoing the clasp, letting it fall to the floor.

revealing smooth pale, luscious breasts in her face, the pointy nipples almost begging to be sucked on.

so she did.

soft kisses started on each nipple, then back up the collarbone. nipping her freckled skin every chance she could get.

her girl, her property.

as she continued her mission at gwen's skin, the sweet girl sobbed. "puh-please give me more."

"so needy." hummed karla, agreeing to her plea.

she palmed the big mounds in front of her, pink areolas waiting to be sucked. so she did.

her pointed tongue surrounded the sensitive nipple, right into her greedy mouth. her lips and tongue happily working together, leaving the tit completely wet and enclosed in a mess of saliva. when she finished one, she did the same to another, the light shimmer gleaming under her eye.

the love pillows burned a bright pink in karla's enclosure, begging for more suction. leaving, poor sweet gwen to break apart under the unfamiliar sensation of teasing and sucking— it was driving her insane, heat pooling into her pink panties.

"you want more, don't you?" karla purred into gwen's ear. "you're soaking wet down there, aren't you?"

the whisper in her ear made her come undone. every goosebump spreading on her skin burning with want. every second passing by was almost painful, heat spreading under her skin.

big eyes stared into karla's, full of unknown lust. "i need more." she panted, aching between her thighs.

"hmm, i knew you weren't one for foreplay."

the skirt was torn off, exposing the pretty panties censoring her prize. karla pushed gwen's legs open, allowing the girl to grip the sheets behind her.

she slipped her finger under the material, circled closer and closer, tracing the outline of her silt. "you're wet. naughty girl."

gwendolyn shivered at her suggestive tone, the sultry dripping from it.

karla pushed the panties out the way, bringing them over her thighs, revealing a bare pussy looking good. enough to eat.

shivers ran up her back, the intense eye contact between her and karla almost too much to handle. no sense in holding back, yet she bit her lip urgently.

the singular finger pushed in with the help of the excessive wetness and karla's spit.

steady motion in and out her pussy lips, loving it, worshiping it, harmonious moans floating in the room. the louder she moaned another finger and the harder karla fingered.

now three fingers in, knuckle deep, gwen felt her breath, hot on her neck as karla whispered in her ear. "you want to feel in inside of you now, sweet girl?"

the pants were completely discarded, gwen stepped out from her world of pleasure and looked down at the cockhead now below her.

oh god.

hard as a rock, like a member was begging to dive in her wetness. it lingered there, waiting for gwen's confirmation.

"yes, yes, please," she whined desperately, the need for her to fuck was growing unbearable.

"oh honey," karla slid her fingers out, sucking each one in her mouth. she laid her back against the bedframe expectantly. "i want to see you work. come and get on top of this dick."

drunk with the very sight of her dick— saliva running down her chin— she eased herself forward.

spreading her marked legs open, she sunk down onto the length. eight inches of cock disappearing her body, head up to the ceiling, lolling out her mouth.

how deep does it go?

right down to the base, she was stuffed. crying now, feeling the head kissing her cervix as she sat on her throne, the pain and pleasure exquisite.

even in the dim light, karla could make out the wide hips and curvy silhouette of her pretty girl sitting on her dick, wedged into her warm sex, making her drool a little.

getting her hips ready to work, she thrust her hips rapidly into gwen's cunt, an unhinged groan coming from the girl's mouth.

if possible, she was hitting deeper, possibly unknown places never discover. from one thrust, her body reached the stars.

again, and again, setting a merciless rhythm, she slammed against gwen's ass, letting her ride the drive she'd taken her on.

wanting more of the feeling, gwen bounced in tune to karla, boobs bouncing without a single thought.

minutes— almost feeling like hours-- flew by. karla was tireless, all her energy focused on her hips and claiming gwen, making sure she knew that she was hers as she pounded harder, deeper.

slowing down her bouncing, gwen loudly whined. "karla, i'm gonna cum!" she closed her eyes, almost about to immerse herself and descend to her heaven.

"no, look at me darling. look at me while you come," grunted karla. gwen forced her eyes open again to meet hers, lit with deviant desire.

"good girl."

gwendolyn cried out at that, her back arching as her clit throbbed and sent heavy pleasure all through her body. as loud as she could she moaned.

right through her wave of pleasure, karla spilled herself into gwen's pussy, stuffing her with all her thick cum.

"karla," gwendolyn gasped, body slick with sweat.

"gwendolyn," karla panted.

and their eyes fluttered closed at the same time.

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another smut scene 😏😏 how was it?

i was writing a chapter, and i felt so exciting while writing it omg, it's crazy how writing allows you to make your own characters and that them on whatever journey you choose!

anyhow, these two will get even closer in the future, but you didn't hear that from me 😉