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Robin stared down at her left hand, a new ring on her ring finger. It’s a simple, 2mm gold band but has more meaning than any of her other rings. Because Nancy has a matching one on the same finger.
They got married.
Holy shit.
Like, less than 5 hours ago.
Holy fucking shit.
“I can’t wait to get out of this dress,” Nancy hums as she drags Robin into their hotel room. Robin can’t help but look at Nancy. In a beautiful, floor length white gown. High neck line, but no sleeves so it shows off her shoulders and back. Tight around the waist and a slit on the right side starting at the middle of her thigh.
Fucking gorgeous.
Nancy lets go of her hand as soon as they are in the room, both hands immediately going to her up do to get the pins out.
“You look beautiful,” Robin mutters, leaning back against the closed door.
Nancy twists her upper body, hands still in her hair, a few pins between her teeth. Her eyes meet Robin’s and she smiles.
“So do you,” Nancy grins, looking back into the full length mirror. “Very handsome too.”
Robin looks down at her attire. She didn’t want to wear a dress, as dresses have never been her thing. Nancy was totally fine with her not wearing a dress too. But Robin still wanted to feel a little feminine on her wedding day and opted for a women’s suit. It was navy blue, tailored for her body with a white woman’s dress shirt. She had taken off the jacket at the reception, now just in the white shirt with the sleeves rolled up and high waisted, flowy pants. Her hair was kind of a mess, but was down to her shoulders in a messy punk style.
She felt good like this, hot even.
Especially with how Nancy looked her when she took off her jacket and rolled her sleeves up.
Pushing off the door, Robin threw her jacket by her bag and walked to Nancy by the mirror.
“No, like-“ Robin started but was interrupted.
“Pick up your jacket and hang it up before it gets wrinkled.”
Nancy’s hair was now out of the up do as she turned around.
“Please,” she said. “It’s too nice to just be on the ground.”
“Yes dear,” Robin chuckled, but did as she was told. She hangs up the jacket and kicks off her white heels. They aren’t as tall as Nancy’s, and she’s still not the best at walking in them but she wanted to wear them. She even practiced in them for weeks while Nancy was at work.
“I meant to ask you when you got better at walking in heels,” Nancy says, now over by the sink, leaning on the counter, arms crossed over her chest.
“It’s a secret,” Robin smirks, taking only a few strides to reach Nancy.
“We’re keeping secrets now, are we?” Nancy’s brow lifts.
“No that’s not-“ Robin stumbles. “I’m not-, okay I practiced at home w-while you were at work. And then even at Steve’s on- on his treadmill…” she admits, dropping her forehead on Nancy’s shoulder.
She smells so good.
“Robin,” Nancy laughs, her arms going around robin’s neck. She brings her lips up to her ear and whispers. “I’m just messing with you. I know you practiced babe. I think it’s cute.”
Robin blushes and pulls back.
“H-how’d you-“
“Your heels were never in the same spot and the table in the living room was always moved.”
“I’m sor-“
Robin starts, but can’t finish as Nancy pushes off the counter, leaning her body more into Robin and grabs her face, silencing her with her lips. Robin melts into it, hands going to Nancy’s waist.
“Don’t apologize,” Nancy whispers. “I love that you did that. I’m glad you wore them too, it looked really nice with your suit.”
Robin grins, connecting their lips again. At first it’s just small pecks, both smiling into them. But Nancy needs more. She’s been wanting more all night. Then Nancy deepens it, pulling Robin closer by her shoulders.
Robin’s hands fly to Nancy’s face, holding her just how she knows she likes it, and licks her bottom lip. Nancy’s mouth opens, letting Robin stick her tongue in. Robin pushes forward just a bit until Nancy’s lower back hits the counter again. Nancy groans, the kisses getting deeper, sloppier.
“You have no idea how fucking gorgeous you are right now, baby,” Robin breathes against Nancy’s mouth. Nancy whines, her eyes opening to meet Robin’s. Eyes blown, lips open and swollen. Nancy’s hand leaves Robin’s hip to grab the counter behind her, her other grabbing the back of Robin’s hair. Robin kisses her again once more, slow and wet, then brings their foreheads together. “All night in this damn dress, with the slit I’ve been dying to drag my hand up.” Her hand goes to the slit, but just rests on Nancy’s thigh.
“Please,” Nancy whimpers. Her whole body trembles just from the touch, or Robin’s low raspy voice she has no idea.
Robin usually takes charge when it comes to sex, not that Nancy can’t or won’t when they want to switch things around. The first time Robin took more of the dominance, it turned Nancy on more than she ever before and they both noticed. Robin loved it.
Both a little tipsy and turned on, Robin was too far gone for anymore teasing, wanting to show Nancy how much she’s been wanting her all night.
“I’m gonna show you what you do to me,” Robin groans, both hands going to Nancy’s hips. She barely moves away from Nancy to turn her towards the mirror above the counter, placing both of Nancy’s hands on the counter. “Watch baby.”
Robin drops her right hand down to the slit in Nancy’s dress, not playing anymore as she goes up and to her center. Nancy’s breath hitches as she watches and feels Robin’s hand. Even years together, she gets shivers just from Robin’s touch.
“You’re soaked Nance,” Robin moans, pushing Nancy’s panties to the side and running a finger through her.
Nancy’s hips thrust forward. Whining as she wants more and drops her head leaning more onto the counter.
“No baby. I want you to watch,” Robin’s left hand grabs Nancy’s throat, pulling up and meeting her eyes in the mirror. Her right hand thrust two fingers into Nancy, hard. “Jesus. Look at you, Nance. I could come just by look at how fucking good you are in this fucking dress.”
Nancy watches between her legs, seeing Robin’s arm moving at the same time as the front of her dress moves from her hand. She looks back up to Robin’s face. Her eyes are dark and she has her bottom lip between her teeth. Fuck.
It’s so fucking hot.
Nancy throws her head back into Robin’s shoulder, moaning loud when she feels fingers curl. Her left hand goes to Robin’s as she moves to take it off her neck. Robin tightens it just a bit and feels Nancy flutter around her fingers. She’s already so close.
“Come for me baby girl,” Robin groans into Nancy’s neck, bitting. She thrusts her fingers faster, adding one more as she uses her palm to rub Nancy’s clit.
Nancy comes hard with a loud sob as Robin continues thrusting her fingers into her, letting her ride it out.
“Fuck,” Nancy breathes, still trembling. She opens her eyes and looks at the sight in front of her. Robin is smiling so lovingly at her, compared to what she just did to her. Nancy brings her hand up to the back of Robin’s hair, threading it through. “I’ve been wanting you to do that since I’ve seen you with your damn sleeves rolled up. You look so hot like that.”
Robin pulls out of Nancy, even though she can still feel her fluttering and rotates Nancy back to her. The smile never leaving her face.
“It turned you on that much?” Robin asked, her smiling turning into a smirk. “I don’t think I’ve ever gotten you off that fast.”
Nancy feels her cheeks heat up. It is kind of embarrassing how fast she just came.
“Ive been thinking about tonight all week. Planning even.”
Robin lifts her brow.
Nancy gently pushes Robin backwards towards the bed until her knees hit and she sits. Then she backs up a bit but still in front of Robin as she reaches behind to unzip her dress.
Neither of them are one for stripteases or really into lingerie, but once Nancy wore just a lace bra and panty set and Robin couldn’t keep her hands off her. Why not give her a show?
Slowly, Nancy drags the zipper down her back, watching Robin as she does. She bites her bottom lip, pulling her dress down off her body, reveling the white, lacy lingerie set. It was one of those sets made for your wedding night that she stumbled upon one night on instagram. The bra fit just right, pushing her breasts a little higher than normal. The thong was high waisted, sitting on her hips in a way that brought out her curves. She’s a little nervous as she steps out of the dress that is now in the floor as she hears Robin’s breath hitch.
At first, Robin doesn’t move. Her eyes are wide and her hand grip the comforter on the bed, her knuckles turn white.
“Holy fuck,” Robin whines, getting off the bed and damn near sprinting to Nancy.
Nancy giggles, blushing at response before it turns into a yelp.
Robin collides with Nancy, bending down just a bit to get her hands under her ass, and picks her up. Nancy’s legs instantly go around Robin’s waist, her arms around her neck and up into her hair. Nancy gasps as her back hits the wall, Robin taking the opportunity to push her tongue in her mouth. Nancy moans, feeling herself get wetter as they make out.
Nancy loves to be push up against something when they make out, Robin knows this. She had asked her once to pick her up when Robin had her pinned against the wall in their hallway trying to make it to the bedroom. Robin tried, holding up Nancy for about a minute before they both collapsed. Of course, Nancy told her it was okay, it was just a fantasy she wanted to try. Which is why she wasn’t just walking on the treadmill at Steve’s, she was also working out so she would be able to do this. Abs, arms, legs, anything she could do.
“Robin,” Nancy pants, throwing her head back into the wall to take a breath. Robin moves her lips to her jaw, working her way down. Biting and sucking as she goes. “Oh my god robin-“ Nancy gasps as she feels Robin moving her bra to the side with her chin, sucking on her nipple. Her back arches on its own, pushing their hips together. They both moan.
“You’re so beautiful,” Robin breathes, moving her mouth to Nancy’s other breast. “So fucking beautiful.”
Robin’s leg start to buckle so she pushes Nancy close to the wall. She doesn’t want this end, it’s only been a few minutes. Nancy loves this, but has other plans.
Nancy pulls her hair, getting Robin to look back up at her. Nothing but love and hunger in either of their eyes.
“You’re beautiful,” Nancy whispers, lips brushing Robin’s in a slow kiss. “So hot.” Kiss. “So sexy.” Kiss. “So strong.” Kiss. “So mine.”
“All yours baby.”
“Good,” Nancy kisses her harder, but quick. “Because I need you to fuck me.”
“Like, fuck you fuck you?”
“Robin.”
“I’m just checking,” Robin backs them away from the wall, a little wobbly but still holding Nancy. She hold her closer and walks to the bed.
“I brought- whoa!” Nancy giggles, falling on her back onto the bed. “I brought your strap.”
“I got a new one.” Robin hurries to her bag, facing away from Nancy.
“What? Why?”
“Because.”
Nancy rolls her eyes, and fixes her bra.
How did she get so lucky?
Robin turns around and Nancy’s jaw drops. Robin smirks, walking over to her as she unbuttons her shirt out of her already open pants. There sitting in the unzipped pants, is a dick.
“What-“ Nancy can’t even think. Can’t even breathe. “How?”
“It’s a strap on,” Robin stops in front of Nancy. “But strapless. Which at first I didn’t get, but I looked more into it, and it seemed fun. The other part is in me so there’s no need for a strap or like a barrier. It’ll make us closer.”
Nancy’s eye darken as she listens, watching Robin finish unbuttoning her shirt and dropping it behind her. She’s left in just her navy blue bra. Nancy moves from her back to up on her knees in front of Robin.
Instead of leaning up, she leans down, crawling the small distance towards Robin, eyes going to the strap on. It’s cream colored and veiny, as if it was real. It’s wider than the one they usually use, but it’s not as long.
Slowly, Nancy opens her mouth, licking the underside of the rubber dick. She looks up at Robin through hooded eyes.
“Jesus,” Robin pants. Mouth and eyes open wide as Nancy takes the dick into her mouth. The egg shape part that is in her moves. Robin gasps, throwing her head back, hands in her hair. “Oh my god- Nance, I can feel that.”
Nancy moans. She brings her hands to Robin’s abs, running her fingers over each one, loving the little gasps and shivers it brings out of her. When the dick hits the back of her throat, part inside Robin moves again.
“Fuckkkkk,” Robin groans, looking down at Nancy. Her hips thrusts forward at the feeling, hands going to Nancy’s head. Her legs almost buckle at the sight.
After a few thrusts, Nancy gags and pulls away, a string of saliva going from her mouth to the dick.
Robin goes to apologize, but Nancy falls to her back, crawling up the bed. She lifts her right hand and motions for Robin to come to her.
Robin barely pushes her pants and panties off before crawling up after her. Nancy chuckles at her, hands going to her own panties.
“Leave them on,” Robin growls, her hands going to Nancy’s hips. “Turn over.” With Robin’s help, Nancy is now on her hands and knees. “Up towards the headboard, baby. God damn, if only you could see you like this.” Robin rubs her ass, the strap on between them hitting Nancy right where she needs it, but it’s not enough.
“Robin,” Nancy pleads, her forehead against the headboard, eyes closed and mouth open. “Please.”
“This is what you want?” Robin pulls Nancy’s thong to the side, rubbing the dick through her slick. One hand on Nancy’s hip, the other running down her back. “You want me to fuck you like this?” She leans forward a bit, the tip just barely entering. Leaning even more, she’s threads her fingers through Nancy’s hair, pulling her off the headboard. Nancy whines. “This what you want baby?”
Nancy barley nods with Robin pulling her hair, too turned on to use her words.
Not wasting anymore time, Robin thrust her hips forward, pushing all the way in. She stills for a second, moving her knees so all she can feel is Nancy against her. Thighs to thighs, pelvis to ass. Skin to skin.
“Holy shit!” Nancy pants, hand reaching back to Robin’s thigh.
“Yeah, holy shit,” Robin drops her head on Nancy’s back, trying to catch her breath. “You good?”
Nancy moves her ass back in the little room that’s between them, both moaning as the strap moves inside both of them. That’s a yes.
“Okay baby,” Robin groans and leans back. Uses the hand on Nancy’s hip to keep her still, she pulls almost all the way out before pushing back in slowly. She watches the strap disappear into Nancy and bites her lip. Their body’s come together and Nancy’s ass jiggles a bit.
“Oh god,” Nancy moans, breathes coming out short, her fingers digging into Robin’s thigh.
“That feel good?” Robin pulls out again, moving a little faster now. Both of them breathing in short gasps. “Down.” She pushes Nancy’s head, but she just falls into the headboard. “All the way down, baby.” Robin pushes her head all the way into the pillows as she leans forward. “Good girl.” Releasing Nancy’s head now that she has her where she wants her, she grips the headboard for leverage and starts to move her hips faster.
Nancy whimpers, turning her head as she bites one of the pillows.
Robin pounds into her, keeping up a steady. Her hand on Nancy’s hip flies up to the headboard too, helping her go deeper.
Nancy’s moaning uncontrollably now, handing grabbing anything she to ground herself. She arches her back as much as she can, feeling herself get close.
“I’m—close,” Robin pants, slowing in a bit. “Are you?” Nancy nods.
Quickly, Robin pulls out. Before Nancy can protest, her hands are at her hips flipping her over.
“I want to watch you come,” Robin groans, pushing back in. When she bottoms out, her clit rubs against Nancy’s. They both gasps, Robin’s hip twitch. “Holy shit!”
“Fuck!” Nancy moans, throwing her head back into the pillows. She throws her legs around Robin, digging into her back.
Resting her hands on either side of Nancy’s head, Robin starts to move again. Every thrust has them rubbing together and with the strap in both of them, they aren’t going to last much longer. Nancy grabs Robin’s face, bringing their faces together. They try and kiss, but it just turns into panting and moaning into each other mouths.
“Nance— I’m gonna— are you?”
Nancy can only nod.
It only takes two more thrusts and Nancy comes with a long moan and her head thrown back.
One more thrust for Robin to come, groaning into Nancy’s neck, hips jerking.
It’s just the sounds of them both trying to catch their breaths, their legs shaking and hips moving through the spasms.
Nancy moves first, threading her fingers through Robin’s hair. She lifts her head up, bringing their foreheads together. Their noses touch, mouths open as they still pant.
“That was-“ Robin gulps. “I don’t even have words.”
Nancy brings their lips together in a soft kiss.
“That was amazing Robin,” Nancy mutters shading her lips. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Robin kisses her again. “Mrs Buckley.”
Nancy grins, kissing back.
“Can we take a shower and go to bed? I’m exhausted.”
“Yes baby,” Robin chuckles, sitting up and pulling the strap out of both of them.
Getting up, they grab their pajamas and head to the shower. It doesn’t take long for the shower to warm up, both getting in under the hot water. Robin washes Nancy’s hair first, and then her body. Nancy does the same for Robin. If they weren’t so tired, Robin had other plans for the shower. Maybe when they get home. Or in the morning.
They settle into bed, Nancy’s back up against Robin’s front. Their left hands settled over the strip of bare skin between Nancy’s underwear and robins shirt she stole.
Nancy runs her finder over Robin’s wedding ring and smiles. They got married.
Holy shit.