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Maya squeezed the pillow under her head tighter, not wanting to give up her sleep just yet. It had been a long flight and she crashed pretty hard once she hit the bed; But the persistent burn of her bladder caused her eyes to slowly blink open. It was pitch black in the hotel room, it couldn't have been too long after her and Franziska had gone to bed. The clock on her bedside table read 1:30am when she lifted her head to check. Remembering that she was sharing a bed with Franziska, for the first time, she took a deep breath. Her and Franziska had traveled a few times together but they had never shared a bed before, this was honestly one of the smallest nice rooms they had been forced to book, something to do with peak travel season. She really didn't want to disturb her friends’ sleep, however, Maya really needed to use the restroom. Maya knew Franziska wears a sleep mask which would at least block any light she might have to use.
Luckily it seems they both got too hot in the night and kicked off the comforter they were sharing long ago, Maya could easily slip out of bed. Tiptoeing carefully to the door, she flicked on the bathroom light and stepped in. Her business didn't take long, but she spent enough time awake to get some pre-sleep jitters. A certain anxiety she was too tired to feel when they went to bed together earlier. Her and Franziska were friends now, in a way, but they had also been more flirty lately… In a way that Maya could only assume was Franziska’s way of being flirty and she had no clue if Fran was picking up on her flirting. A classic lesbian stand-still. What if we wake up cuddling? Maya giggled at the thought, they were in a queen sized bed and hadn't touched the whole night; life wasn't a fanfiction. Even though Maya had read her fair share and imagined herself and Franziska in many silly trope scenarios, and sometimes the more risque tropes…
With a deep breath and stretch of her arms Maya left the bathroom, only to be frozen just outside the threshold. The light had revealed a captivating sight that had Maya turning red from head to toe. Franziska was stretched out on her back, still asleep but perfectly flushed and twitchy. Her hair was messy from her mask, her lips slightly parted and pale skin flushed pink. Her silk shorts pressed tight against her erection, highlighting her just right. Maya felt heat shoot to her core when she noticed how her shirt rode up, revealing how her tip just peeked from under her waistband. Franziska let out the quietest of sighs, an almost whine, shifting in bed. It was then reality hit Maya and she hurried to look away from her friend, shame flooding her mind while flicking off the night and rushing to her side of the bed.
Wet dreams are normal, that's no reason to perv, Maya tugged the comforter over herself despite how hot she felt, trying hard to slow her rapid heartbeat. She intended on pretending nothing was wrong, she saw nothing, felt nothing, and was asleep the whole time. Her back stayed facing Franziska but Maya swore her heart was loud enough to wake the other woman anyways. If it wasn’t her heart that woke her, Maya was afraid of some cosmic force that would tell her what she had been thinking about her. There were a few minutes of silence before Maya felt some shifting from behind and realized Franziska had rolled over, still seemingly asleep, occasional snores being made. A brief wave of relief fell over Maya and she felt her body relax. She hadn’t woken her, Fran didn’t know this happened. However, this relaxation would not stop her mind from drifting back to what Franziska could be dreaming about.
Maya wasn’t sure how long she laid there like that, but she was not tired now. She found herself unable to fall back asleep, instead her thoughts were caught up in visions of Franziska pressed against her with need. A fantasy of her waking from her sleep, so hard she can't help but ask Maya to help her, to finally break this tension between them. Her thighs clenched, imagining the agent rutting against her desperately, that classic furrow in her eyebrows, jaw slack. Maya chewed her lip, pressing her face further into her pillow; she contemplated how light of a sleeper Franziska was, wondering what the consequences of getting caught touching herself would entail. Except, only images of her using that whip on her flashed through Maya’s mind. She wondered if she would be just as demanding in bed as she was in the court room, or if Franziska let her partners completely take control. Her clit ached at the thought of kneeling before the other woman and pleasing her.
Maya was sure Franziska was asleep, positive enough that she carefully slid a hand along her waistband before slipping it under her clothing. She laid partially on her stomach, one arm under her pillow and the other slowly teasing the wet spot in her panties. It wasn’t often Maya found herself seeking release with her fingers, she often just used her vibrator to finish quickly and be done. Her breath caught for a moment, her fingers pushing the fabric out the way and spreading her dark curls. She worried that using her wrist would cause too much movement, whether it be the bed or the blanket or herself. So she took it slow, experimenting a bit with just her two fingers. Relief would take longer this way but she didn’t mind one bit, enjoying the thrill of the moment. She was very wet from just those few fantasies, which she attributed to Franziska’s close proximity and the glimpse of her arousal.
Her pointer finger pressed her hood up, using her middle finger to gently add pressure to her clit. Maya sighed deeply through her nose, gently flicking her finger with more focus, occasionally dipping lower to spread her wetness. Heat spread from her core and she couldn’t help but press her legs open wider, arching her back just a bit, slightly trapping her hand against the mattress. This didn’t slow her pace as she imagined that her fingers were actually a certain German woman’s tongue. She pictured Franziska’s head underneath her hips, frantically lapping at her clit. Maya caught herself accidentally grinding into her hand, at the same she realized she was holding her breath in order to keep quiet. She froze, slowly trying to catch her breath while also trying to listen to her roommate.
The room was still, no movement or sound, and Maya’s arousal had not dimmed. Carefully, she started up her movements again, adding another finger to the mix. She thought about riding her face, slow and steady, gently building up her orgasm. Franziska would be hard against her own stomach, begging for attention. Maya practically drooled at the thought of leaning down and taking it into her mouth, suckling the head and feeling her twitch and moan beneath her. She could feel herself starting to get close, fantasizing about the taste of her shooting down her throat. Her fingers stopped again, feeling Franziska flip over in her sleep, facing Maya’s back. She was certain that she was still asleep, there was nothing to wake her. Maya pressed her fingers just right to cause her eyes to flutter, continuing until–
“Maya, are you..?” Franziska’s quiet voice broke the silence, locking Maya in place. Her tone was unreadable and Maya had no idea what to do, literally caught with her hand in her pants. Maya weighed her options, realizing she didn’t have many, but on the bright side, Franziska didn’t sound like her usual angry self.
“M-Maybe..?” She tentatively answered, carefully withdrawing her hand. There was a moment of silence between them, until Franziska swallowed thickly and shifted.
“Forgive me if this is– presumptuous…” That almost made Maya giggle if she wasn’t so mortified and anxious at the moment. “But may I watch?”
Maya almost choked on her own spit. This has to be a dream, was the only thought going through Maya’s mind, all her blood rushing south. She wants to watch! And I better answer her before she second guesses, Maya sighed in relief and tugged the comforter off, rolling over to face Franziska.
“Are you sure? Like you actually wanna fool around with me?” She asked, a giddy grin covering her face. It was too dark to fully see her, but she could picture the red flushing over Franziska as she sputtered in embarrassment.
“Don’t ask foolish questions! I mean… I’m not the most…” Franziska said the rest of her sentence quieter, “Experienced…”
“That’s okay, we can just explore– Can I turn on the lamp?” Maya waited for her to agree before reaching over to the nightstand and turning on the light. The soft lighting let her fully take in Franziska. The strap of her powder blue camisole slipped from her pale shoulder, her hair was messy around her flushed face; Maya watched her shift and cross her legs a bit, noticing her gaze searching over her. Franziska always had the cutest matching pajamas, something that contrasted greatly with Maya’s ratty t-shirts and shorts with sauce stains. With that in mind, she found it easy to strip her shirt off in front of her, followed by her shorts. She wasn’t shy by any means, but it was nerve-wracking to undress in front of her longtime crush. Maya had never seen Franziska so unsure, yet focused at the same time, blue eyes following as Maya leaned down on her elbow and slowly spread her legs for her. She watched Fran take her all again, as if trying to commit each part to memory. First, Maya teasingly brushes over her breasts with her hand, stopping to pinch and rub at one of her nipples, trying to relax herself more. It felt like she was moving fast no matter how slow she teased, not wanting to ruin this experience. She watched Franziska through half-lidded eyes making sure to milk her attention for all it’s worth as she then reached down to open her lower lips.
Franziska swallowed thickly, occasionally gripping and letting go of the sheets as she watched Maya circle her clit. Her shorts were uncomfortably tight, but not tight enough to sate her arousal and she made no move to undress. Maya wondered if Franziska would join her, or if she simply preferred to watch. Maya never pictured Franzsika to be the voyeur type and she was surprised at how hot it got her to be watched in such a vulnerable state like this, spread nude before the agent and desperate for some relief.
“What were you thinking about?” Franziska finally spoke again, causing Maya to jerk to a pause, whining slightly at the loss. Franziska’s stare was intense and Maya could tell she was struggling not to touch herself as well, even though she had just started.
“You, obviously. I’ve been flirting with you for like two years now,” She answered, long past the point of embarrassment, “And I want to kiss you– and touch you…” She moaned softly at the thought, moving closer to her. Oftentimes she struggled to read Franziska, being straightforward got the best results but these kinds of feelings made both of them avoidant.
“I want you to do that,” Franziska admitted, hesitantly leaning her face towards Maya brushing their noses, “Take it slow…”
Maya nodded frantically before pulling Franziska closer by the hips and kissing her gently. Their kiss was slow, a careful exploration of each other’s rhythms. She let Franziska tentatively take the lead, deepening the kiss and slipping her tongue into Maya’s mouth. She felt her slender hands trace along her back before settling on her waist. Maya played with the hem of her camisole, playfully rubbing across her hips before breaking the kiss. Deep brown eyes searched the other’s face, occasionally lingered on her swollen mouth.
“Do you wanna get undressed? It’s okay if not–” Maya blushed and looked away, “I dunno how far you want to take this…” The last thing she wanted was to seem pushy, hoping Franziska knew that she was just being commutative. She chewed her bottom lip in a way that had Franziska tightening her grip on her waist. She spoke softly into her ear, almost pressing a kiss along the shell.
“I trust you, Maya.” She then pulled back enough to remove her own shirt before pressing against her again. This time Franziska initiated the kiss with a soft hum, one hand coming up to hold Maya’s face. Maya was giddy at those words, melting into the kiss before tossing a leg over the other woman’s lap and settling on her. Franziska moaned into her mouth, her bulge nestling against her heat just right. Just the thought of Maya sitting on her lap would’ve made the old Franziska explode, right now she thought she would explode in a different way. On top, Maya was careful not to rock her hips too much, wanting this to be dragged out, despite how good the pressure felt. The animal in her wanted to grind herself stupid on her cock, but her sane self kept her cool. Eventually she broke the kiss, nuzzling her face against Franziska’s jaw before pressing wet kisses down her throat. Pale hands tangled in her hair, holding her closer as she nipped and sucked marks along her neck and to her collarbone. Gasps and whines left Fran’s pink lips, her hips starting to jerk against Maya’s core without thought. She could feel the wetness soaking through her shorts and she desperately wanted to feel it against her flesh.
However, Maya was preoccupied taking her hardened nipple into her mouth, gently biting and periodically tracing with her tongue. She had her other hand practically covering her small breast, squeezing and massaging. The gentle and sometimes painful ministrations had Franziska arching her back and panting, pressing her head back deep into the pillows. Eventually, she swapped breasts, taking her time with each one, enjoying the gentle rocking against her clit combined with the sounds she was drawing out. One particularly hard bite had Franziska crying out, squirming under her.
“P-please– Help me take my shorts off?” She lightly pushed Maya off, helping her move off her lap. A wet string connected their crotches that had Fran’s almost drooling in anticipation. She went to tug off her shorts, only to hesitate for a moment. The moment didn’t last long though, because Maya’s soft hands covered her own, helping tug the fabric down her thighs. Maya had caught her underwear with them too, letting her erection string free against her pelvis. Franziska scooted back, shifting to sit up more and guiding Maya back onto her lap, sighing when she felt herself slide against her soaking core.
“You feel so good, ‘Ziska,” Maya whimpered, placing her arms over her shoulders. Franziska found her hands holding onto Maya’s hips still, controlling the amount of pressure they both felt. She leaned down, intending to return the treatment Maya had given her. Her kisses were a bit sporadic, becoming easily distracted by the persistent rocking against her arousal. She moaned against Maya’s breasts, unable to think clearly. Maya wasn’t much better off, arching her back and speeding up. She felt her tip repeatedly hit against her clit, slipping easily in a dripping mess. Feeling her so close, pressed against her bare chest and desperately mouthing at her neck; Maya could feel her orgasm building up.
Just beneath her, Franziska could feel the same, the sensation causing tears to brim around her eyes. Sitting straighter, she pulled Maya back into a sloppy kiss, whining when she nipped at her lip.
“I’m really close,” Maya gasped against her lips, hugging her arms around her neck tighter. Franziska whined, nearly struggling to catch her breath. She used her hold on Maya’s hips to shift the angle, rutting up against her faster. Tears streamed down Franziska’s face, her head falling back as hot ropes of cum splattered against Maya’s clit and between their legs. Her moan was loud and unmuffled, a sound that helped Maya keep her pace through the other’s release. She was so close, feeling her start to soften and reach over stimulation before she came hard. Maya’s moan was cut off by another deep kiss, her hips stuttering against Franziska before they finally slowed to a stop.
They spent a few minutes catching their breath before Franziska started reaching for the tissues on the nightstand to wipe them off. Her legs trembled as she carefully pulled herself from her lap, falling onto the bed next to her. Franziska carefully cleaned herself up and Maya did as well, but not without a few longing looks. The reality of the situation was starting to set in and Maya couldn’t help but feel both nervous and excited as she flicked the light off. They were both definitely too tired to talk about anything too serious right now, silently agreeing to figure it all out tomorrow. For now, Franziska snuggled up close, resting her head on Maya’s chest and interlocking their fingers.
“I enjoyed myself quite a bit,” Franziska murmured, her eyes closed ready to fall asleep at any moment.
“Me too,” Maya couldn’t help but giggle a little, only to be cut off by a yawn. They settled in and gradually drifted off to sleep…