Post-Deflowering+Kink-troduction

“She asleep?” Sabrina asked. She was smiling softly, almost serenely, and set her laptop aside.

You nodded, trudging out from the bedroom in just a fresh pair of boxers. The shower had left you clean, but the exhaustion in your bones was still there. It hadn’t been the longest or most intense sex session you’d ever had - not by several factors - but it had been a lot and you had had a threesome with Tasha and Becks that afternoon.

Sabrina patted the couch beside her and you slumped down onto it before letting her pull you down so you were lying with your head in her lap. Her soft smile continued as she ran her fingers through your hair. “Sounded like she enjoyed it. She’s a fucking kinky bitch, though.”

“Pot, meet Kettle,” you chuckled.

“Hey, I never said I wasn’t,” Sabrina smirked playfully. Then she shook her head. “I’m a little worried about some of the stuff she was begging you for.”

“I think part of it was just being told no,” you said. “But yeah.”

“You handled it well, though. It’s definitely an important discussion.”

“So you could hear everything, huh?” you asked.

“When I didn’t have headphones in,” she said.

You sighed. “I need you to tell me if anything’s changed, baby. If hearing it, seeing it - just if you’re still in the same frame of mind or not.”

“About you fucking her?”

You nodded.

“Fuck, I’m fine with that,” she said, glancing back towards the bedroom. “I’m not even exactly mad about you being her first. Gemma is, just a little, but not at you. She’s frustrated that I didn't ask the question and that she can’t be here for the ‘clearing the air’ that needs to happen.”

“Fuck,” you sighed. You hadn’t even been thinking of what Gemma would say about that issue.

“Had some stuff on your mind, baby,” Sabrina chuckled, still running her fingers through your hair.

“Still-”

“You had a virgin to make happy,” she said, not letting you finish. “Interrupting her first time to try and get Gemma on the phone would have probably ruined it for Emma.”

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. She was right, obviously, but you didn’t like that you hadn’t been thinking of Gemma much in the whole thing. Just because your other girlfriend had given the go-ahead ahead of time didn’t mean you should stop considering what she’d be thinking of the… developing facts.

“She loves you,” Sabrina said.

“Sabrina,” you said, your eyes snapping open. “That was a wild, special evening but-”

“I mean Gemma, you big goof,” she chuckled, rolling her eyes.

“Oh,” you sighed, relaxing.

“She said to tell you, since you were a little busy to accept a good morning text,” Sabrina smirked. “So I’m telling you.”

“Well, I love her too,” you said.

“She also said to give you this,” Sabrina grinned, then leaned down and kissed you, feeding just a little bit of tongue into your mouth.

“Mmmf,” you grunted, wishing you had Gemma there to really kiss. Not that you didn’t love getting kisses from Sabrina, but the two of you were missing your partner.

“So how was your day?” Sabrina finally asked as the kiss ended.

You told her everything, from the pickups to the time at the park and the teasing the girls had done, to heading back to Becks’ place and the fun there. The only thing you kept back was that Tasha and Becks were going to try dating.

“Waitwaitwait,” Sabrina said at the end. “So you’re telling me that not only do I not have to do the whole ‘Oh by the way, we do porn’ conversation, but Tasha is basically humping the walls at the idea of her perfect fucking titties being in our content?”

“I think it’s more than her titties,” you chuckled.

“Well, her whole sexy body, but it’s the titties that will bring her attention. I can see the thumbnails now…”

You snorted and sat up, leaning in to kiss her. “Yes, Tasha is in. Though I don’t think we’ll have time to film with her this week.”

“Fuck, you’re right,” Sabrina sighed. “Shit. Why does this summer need to end?”

“So that the school year can start, so that we can graduate at the end, so that we can be with Gemma again?”

“That is a good point,” Sabrina said with a grin, climbing up onto your lap and straddling you. “Have I told you that you’re a very smart man for being so pretty?”

“Uh, not like that,” you chuckled.

She pursed her lips in thought, then shrugged. “OK. Maybe not pretty. You’re definitely cute, and ruggedly handsome when you let your scruff come in though.”

“Noted,” you said, your hands having naturally gone to her waist. She started to grind with her hips a little. “Sabrina, I love you, but I don’t know if I’ve got that in me.”

She gave you a pouting look that was utterly silly and cute at the same time. “I was kinda hoping I’d have you in me.”

“I’ll make you a deal,” you grunted, sliding your hands from her hips to her ass over her shorts. “I’ll eat you out while we watch an episode of Castle.”

“Yes!” she grinned, then hesitated. “Wait. That means you can’t watch the episode though.”

“I can listen to it though,” you pointed out.

Sabrina rolled her eyes and sighed. “Alright, I guess since you’re a dude you don’t have to watch it directly to see the Fillion do his thing.”

“‘The Fillion’ is like 50, isn’t he?”

“Yeah, but he was 38 when the show started.”

“That’s still so old compared to us.”

“Are you telling me that you wouldn’t bang Cate Blanchett if we got the chance?”

“What do you mean we?” you asked. “Shouldn’t the hypothetical be me?”

“Baby,” Sabrina said, putting a hand on your chest and looking at you seriously. “If you get the chance to bang Cate Blanchett and you don’t bring me along, I will be so fucking mad.”

You snorted and laughed. “I promise not to leave you behind.”

“Good,” she grinned, then wriggled away from you and back to her seat, starting to push down her shorts. “Now I’m fucking Niagara Falls over here in cooch-town so I’m sorry if I squirt all over your face and you need another shower before we go to bed.”

“The things I do for love,” you sighed. That got you a smirk, a slap on the arm, and then a grin as you yanked her shorts and panties the rest of the way down your girlfriend’s legs and then slipped off the couch and pulled her bare thigh over your shoulder. “Start the show. I’m getting to work.”

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