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"then i brought her out to the flower field and we kissed." explained karla, organizing papers on her desk. "she enjoyed it so much that she agreed on having another date!"

"look at you, all loved up and shit." ezra shook his head. it's sickening."

"don't be bitter that i have an amazing girl that likes me back. you just haven't gotten any pussy or dick in a long time."

"a week without sleeping with someone is not a long time." he fired back. "i'm just very picky about which one i decide to be around."

karla scoffed. "moving on... we went to my car were holding hands the whole way back! and did i tell you what she was weari—"

"you've said it at least ten times. this is the happiest you've looked since the last time you got drunk and fucked someone, so at least two weeks ago."

karla's brows furrowed. "is this you saying you're happy for me?"

"humble yourself girl. i'll be happy when you guys are actually a thing. the fact that you haven't fucked her yet surprises me." he said with a shit-eating grin.

"uh, well— i'm taking everything slow. whatever she wants, i'll do."

ezra nodded his head. "i know you're ready to see your girl and all, but i've got some... not-so-good news."

the smile wiped off of karla's face. "droite, droite. what's it about?" (right, right)

"there's still that girl with our money somewhere out there."

"odette," she hissed. "what about her? i thought we got her already after that fight. do you mean to tell me all our people got hurt for no reason?"

"it turns out the mission is much more complicated than we had anticipated. it's gonna be more than just a one-time heist."

karla drummed her nails against the desk. "they must have a lot more people than just odette, i'd assume." she studied ezra. "keep on scouting for any evidence out there. they must have a hideout somewhere."

"i'll send some spies out there," sounded ezra.

she relaxed her long legs on the desk and unbuttoned the first half of her shirt. "tell them if shit keeps on going like this, we'll have to get involved and bring out the big guns, d'accord?"(alright?)

"i'll tell them now," ezra agreed and left the room with a slam of the door.

karla closed her eyes for a moment and groaned.

no point in complaining. she berated herself. you took this role so you go with it. suck it up, bitch.

despite all the work she had to do, she walked away from her table and out of the door to see her flower.

upon leaving her office, karla glanced around the corner in search of gwendolyn. luckily for her, the girl she was looking for was right outside the door, humming to herself.

"gwendolyn." karla greeted, gently wrapping her arm around the girl's shoulders, smelling the faint scent of cherry blossoms.

the said girl pulled the airpod out of her ear and grinned, looking up to the 6'2 woman. "hi, karla! it's so nice to see you! how are you doing?"

karla kissed her cheek, chuckling when gwen made a sound of excitement. "i'm alright. work is just getting on my nerves."

"gosh, i know the feeling." agreed gwen. "just don't stress out too much, okay? i don't want to get—"

"it's so cute to see you all worried about me." karla's suggestive tone dripping from her words. "enough about me. how are you, my flower?"

gwen reddened at the pet name. "oh, i'm good! me and madeline cleaned up today and so i put a lot of flowers in there! everyone seems to like them, so why not? then i took the extra flowers and made flower crowns for everyone!"

karla nodded her head, happily listening to gwen while staring down at gwen's glossy lower lips now out in a pout.

they'd feel so good against mine.

"but after all of that," continued gwen, "i'm kinda hungry. i don't think i've eaten anything since breakfast. but it's getting late, so i probably won't eat anything."

"since breakfast, you say?" exclaimed karla, looking gwen in the eye. "i can't have you going to sleep on an empty stomach."

gwen felt the intense eye contact almost throw her into a hurricane of emotions.

"i-it's not that serious— i mean i usually sleep hungry so..."

"how about i make you a nice dinner? i can make the best shrimp alfredo you've tasted in a long time."

"what about your work? i don't want you to spend so much time with me that you get overwhelmed in the future..."

fuck the work. i want you for myself.  karla wanted to say.

instead, she played with a lock of gwen's dark-brown hair hanging in front of her face. "let's just have some time together... can we?"

gwendolyn came closer to karla. "y-yeah, we can. but make sure that you'll get all your stuff done!"

karla pecked gwen's cheek. "I promise i will."

yet she wasn't sure that was a promise she could keep.

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while adding the shrimp to the homemade alfredo sauce, karla listened as gwen rambled.

"but then i thought about it some more, and i decided that i like cats way better than dogs. have you seen those pictures of them on instagram? they're so cute!"

"indeed they are." hummed karla, wooden spoon in hand.

i think you're the cutest out of all of them.

gwen walked towards the kitchen counter to where karla was cooking. "it smells really good! are you almost done? are you sure you don't need any help?"

she had attempted to help earlier, but when karla saw the jagged and uneven pieces of the vegetables cut, she immediately sent gwendolyn to watch from the side.

"no, darling," karla assured. "your presence here is enough. plus i don't want you burning any of my new, limited-edition pans either. those things did cost some money."

gwen pouted. "i'm not that bad at cooking."

"how about you grab me some plates? the sauce is almost done."

the shorter girl rummaged into the cabinets, seeing the plates on the second shelf. realistically speaking, she would've climbed onto the counter to grab them, but she wasn't ready for karla to see that yet.

"uh... one minute." she bustled around the kitchen, looking for a chair or anything to stand on.

after a few minutes karla realized how long it had taken for gwen to grab two plates.

"gwendolyn, dear? what's taking so—" karla turned off the stove and looked behind her.

the silhouette of her girl's curvy body caught her eye. juicy thighs, soft waist with love handles around her navel and her plump ass.

"just one more sec— karla?" gwen whipped her head around, face growing hot.

karla's slender hands tracing around her waist, nipping the side of her neck slowly. "you were taking too long, love." her crotch pressed against the girl's ass.

"karla, wait, i—" whimpered gwen.

"i don't think i can hold back anymore, love." hot air brushed against gwen's neck, her soft flesh slowing turning red under karla's hold.

"wait, but the food that you cooked! it'll get all cold and—"

"fuck the food. i think i'll eat you instead." karla purred.

gwen's voice sounded like the mewling of a helpless kitten. in any other circumstances, she would've run away and hid, but right now, she didn't care. she wanted to feel the sensation of karla body engulfing hers— reminding her that she did want her.

"sweet girl, tell me that you want me like how i want you. please."

"i do," gwen wailed. "p-please don't stop."

"don't stop what? i can't hear you, use your voice," karla chided.

"please don't stop! karla, please." she felt herself coming undone one word at a time.

a sympathetic chuckle eased out of karla's mocha lips and planted a deep kiss on her lips.

"good girl."

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waves overtook her as karla— forcefully, but oh so gently— threw her onto the bed. one that she'd never think about doing such activity on.

karla's breathing became heavy and thick. her fingers taking off every button from gwen's shirt and pulling it over her head. right as the cloth was off her body, she slammed her lips onto gwen's, tongue and all.

making eye contact as they kissed, karla slipped off gwen's pants, leaving the girl only in her undergarments.

"please," she begged.

"please what?" karla asked seductively, pulling her in yet stopping when her lips were a few inches away from gwen's.

"i'm almost naked and you're fully dressed. i-it's embarrassing." it filled her with hopeful desire, yet the self-conscious stirred.

"oh, there's no need to feel shy with me, darling," she reassured.

vision blurred, karla tore off her clothes, no regard for them. they could be replaced; the beauty in front of her would not.

black laced engraved in gwen's mind and yet an unfamiliar bulge sat in front of her. curious hands reached towards it— though her eyes widened in astonishment as she made out the distinct shape.

"you have a... you've got a..."

"sorry, dear. there was no way to bring it up. i hope you won't mind." her tone deepened. "yet your drooling cunt doesn't mind."

karla's hands wandered from gwen's waist to her inner thigh, stroking it with painstaking gentleness. an involuntary whimper sounded at the touch.

a push of her panties to the side sucked the air out of gwen and slipped in two of her long, delicate fingers.

working her all up, teasing and stroking her cunt. every pull from the folds and back in knuckles deep was a moan from the panting girl.

her lower stomach sent waves of erotic pleasure washing down her body. the steady beat of 'more, more' muffled in the sheets.

fingers weren't enough, karla soon realized. she parted gwen's legs, leaving love-bites within every inch of skin she encountered. parting the lips, she fucked her flower with tongue, using her jaw and neck to add pressure behind flicks and laps of tongue.

gwen was twitching, body shuddering with pleasure, arching her back towards the fingers— "more, more!"

moans were becoming soft cries, encouraging karla to continue her effort. this time taking off her panties.

the heavy cock hung, erection signaling one message:

horny.

gwen's heart raced nervously, yet still trusted karla.

as their eyes met, karla ran her fingers through gwen's hair, faint smile on her face. "on your knees, love. i would never hurt you. only thing you'll feel is pleasure, i promise."

hazily gwen moved, heat spreading in the lower back, cunt dripping. her body yearned for more.

karla pressed the head of her cock at gwen's cunt and pushed in, swallowed by warmth.

"oh god..." gwen moaned, walls fluttering around her cock.

karla sat there for a minute until she adjusted to her length, just for her to pull out.

"i can't control myself any longer dear. apologize in advance." rasped karla, voice thick with hunger.

she pounded back into the sloppy, wet pussy. hissing with every thrust. although getting her workout for the night, she was desperate for gwen to reach her high.

poor gwen. jackhammered under her lover's dick-- eyes rolled back, saliva down her chin, hips stuttering. for her first time, her body was certainly overstimulated, every inch counted in her body.

"i-i'm gonna— i—" drooled gwen, drunk on karla's attention, her want for her

"words, baby. beg for it."

"please let me cum!" she dissolved into pleasure.

she pounded faster, hips jerking, gwen's walls tightening.

and one last powerful thrust, they both came.

"baise!" (fuck!)

gwen's whole body fell back. eyes rolled behind her head, seeing stars. once her eyes closed in ecstasy, she slumped against the wet sheets, going still.

"goodness." panted karla, looking at the mess the girl had thrown herself in. "i knew you were dirtier than you looked."

pulling gwen's body to hers (who wouldn't have moved in the first place), she grinned, nestling herself into the scent of cherry blossoms.

"mon dieu. je crois que je t'aime." (god. i think i love you.)

and the pair went to sleep in each other's arms.

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and it happened 😏

how was the smut? was it good?