Dawn goes down on Eep

Eep's vice-like grip over Dawn relaxed and the brunette unlatched her lips from her breast and kissed between them, now having a breast for both hands. Then she kissed her flat stomach, giving the baby a silent "hello" before kissing the inside of one of Eep's thighs.

Eep could only watch her, biting her lip in anticipation as Dawn's head went down on her, feeling her tongue slowly drag itself between the red tuft of hair hiding between her legs. The former cavegirl put one hand on Dawn's head as the other grabbed the bed-frame, gasping from the sensation. As eager as Dawn was and as much of an adrenaline junkie Dawn could be, she was a very gentle, deliberate lover. Whenever Eep gave Dawn the lead during sex, Dawn liked to take things slow and gentle.

Eep was used to a violent world and she had a bad habit of wearing out her lover, leaving them feeling like they had just survived an encounter with a rabid beast. Sure, Guy and Dawn thought it was amazing, but it was very different from when they took over.

Likewise, Eep liked it when Dawn took her time. It took longer, but it meant doing sex longer. Plus, when she came, she came hard. When Eep and Dawn talked about it (after a roll in the hay, of course), Dawn compared it to cooking. Some crops tasted better after you gave it time to ripen, or if you took time and effort (and willingness to "experiment"), you could make a tasty dessert out of basic fruit. While Eep agreed with the metaphor, thinking about it always made her hungry for Hope's pies.

It took every ounce of self-control a very horny Eep could muster not to tear a handful of hair from Dawn's head when she felt her tongue focus on the cherry-like nub, shooting lighting through her body.