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It had started out so innocently. Maggie was propped up in bed against the headboard reading while she waited for Alex to finish getting ready for bed. The DEO agent walked out of the bathroom after brushing her teeth, wincing slightly as she reached across her body to massage her own shoulder. Maggie peered up from her book, “what’s wrong babe?” she asked, noticing the look of discomfort. Alex rolled her shoulder and groaned, climbing up into bed, “just really sore. I think I overdid training a little bit today,” she responded before stopping in front of Maggie on all fours and leaning over her book to kiss her.
Maggie smiled into the kiss, smelling a hint of toothpaste. “How about a massage?” the detective offered when they broke apart. She set the book on the bedside table and patted the spot in front of her, pulling her legs in and crossing them as she sat forward. Alex grinned, “a massage would be heaven.”
Alex settled between Maggie’s legs, her back to the detective, and stripped off her tanktop to give Maggie full access. The detective leaned forward and placed a soft kiss to the base of Alex’s neck before she set to work, kneading the tense muscles in her back and shoulders. Alex let out a low groan of appreciation, letting her head fall forward as the tension in her body slowly slipped away. Maggie smiled but said nothing as she worked her hands, paying special attention to the places that felt the most tense. Anytime she earned a soft gasp from Alex or hum of contentment, she spent extra time in that area.
They stayed that way for half an hour until Alex’s body was nearly limp with relief. Maggie slid her hands up and down her girlfriends smooth back gently before sliding them to either side of her arms and pulling her back. Alex sighed and let herself rest against Maggie, breathing in the familiar scent of floral shampoo and Maggie’s favorite lotion. “That was amazing,” Alex sighed again, turning her head slightly to kiss Maggie’s neck. The detective smiled, sliding her hands up and down Alex’s arms, leaving goosebumps in their wake. Maggie glanced down, catching a glimpse of Alex’s bare chest. She felt her chest tighten, realizing that Alex was laying back against her wearing nothing but pajama shorts.
Maggie turned her head slightly, pressing a kiss to Alex’s hair as her hands slid lower, fingertips skimming the redhead’s waist, then slowly trailing back up. Alex shivered and hummed softly, her eyes still closed in relaxation. “Like what you’re seeing?” she asked playfully, knowing that Maggie now had a view of her chest. Maggie chuckled, “busted,” she replied.
Without opening her eyes, Alex took hold of Maggie’s hands and led them to her chest, covering her breasts with the detective’s warm grasp. Maggie’s breath hitched in her throat as she cupped Alex’s perfect chest, giving an appreciative squeeze before slipping a thumb into the mix and rubbing both nipples into hardened points. Alex shuddered, letting her hands drop away so that Maggie could touch her freely. “You’re so gorgeous, baby,” Maggie whispered, pressing her lips to Alex’s hair again as she caressed each breast. Alex hummed into a smile but didn’t respond, too focused on the sensations that were happening in wake of Maggie’s touch.
When the detective finally pulled her hands away, not wanting to make it seem like the massage had ulterior motives, Alex whined. “Don’t stop,” she whispered. She was still relaxed against Maggie, but the touches had left her wanting more. She wanted to feel Maggie’s hands everywhere.
“You want me to keep going?” Maggie asked in surprise, wanting to clarify that Alex wanted her to do more. Alex nodded, “touch me,” she breathed, her voice soft and slightly breathy. Maggie felt wetness pool instantly at those words. She repositioned herself, leaning back against the headboard once more and bringing Alex back with her. Maggie’s legs went to either side of Alex’s body and her hands snaked around the Agent’s body – left one going to a breast to cup it gently, the right one trailing across her lower abdomen, skirting the waistband of her shorts teasingly.
Maggie was ridiculously turned on now. They’d never done anything like this, not at this angle before. It felt so much more intimate and erotic, Alex lying back against Maggie, in complete submission to every touch and stroke. There was no way she could really pleasure Maggie from this angle, either. It was all about Alex and the Detective was excited to focus on making her feel good.
Maggie’s hand slowly slipped beneath the thin fabric of Alex’s shorts and Alex’s hips lifted slightly, welcoming the touch. The detective slipped down lower, caressing her inner thigh before letting her hand cup Alex’s center. She was surprised to find it already warm and wet in her palm. Alex groaned at the contact, pressing into Maggie’s hand and relishing in the feel of it cupping her so completely. From this position her touches had the same angle that Alex did when she touched herself and knowing that it was Maggie’s hand drove her wild.
“Mmm, you’re already wet babygirl,” Maggie purred into Alex’s ear, letting two fingers dip into the moisture before sliding them up and swirling them around Alex’s clit lightly. The redhead shuddered, Maggie’s breath was hot at her ear and it was causing her chest to tighten and race. “You have that effect on me,” Alex whispered back, willing herself not to thrust her hips. She wanted to let Maggie control the pace. Maggie smiled and slowly began her movements, applying pressure with her palm as two fingers circled and rubbed Alex’s clit rhythmically. Alex let out soft moans, her hands coming down to the bed to grip the sheets. Maggie knew just how she liked it and the detective seemed intent on taking it slow, so Alex tried to stay relaxed, focusing on every sensation that coursed her body.
Maggie’s left hand still worked at Alex’s breasts, gently pinching nipples or circling her thumb around them slowly. Between moans, Alex’s breath came in soft pants, her eyes squeezed shut as she pressed her head back into Maggie’s shoulder. Maggie’s gaze was on the steady rise and fall of the Agents breasts and the sight of her hand moving beneath the material of Alex’s shorts. It was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen. She could feel Alex’s body begin to tense, feel the slight jut of her hips, hear the need in her moans. She knew her girlfriend was approaching orgasm. Alex didn’t need penetration to cum, something Maggie had found during one of their many couch make-out sessions. Though fingers usually ended up coming into play, Maggie loved that she could work Alex up all the way just by rubbing and stroking her a certain way.
“Mags…” Alex choked out, her hips moving in circles to match Maggie’s movement without her control. “Don’t tense up baby,” Maggie crooned, slowing her movements slightly to try and stem the building orgasm, “just let it happen.” Alex nodded, trying to keep herself from getting carried away by the pleasure. She knew Maggie was working her up for a big one. Alex groaned in response, letting some of the tension slip away again. Maggie smiled and slipped her fingers down again, collecting more of the juices that were flowing freely. “Good girl,” she praised. Alex whimpered, another gush of wetness followed.
“I want to hear you, baby. I wanna hear how good this feels,” Maggie purred, trying to coax Alex into letting herself go. Alex moaned in response, she fucking loved it when Maggie told her what to do. She loved being praised by Maggie in bed. She loved it when the detective talked her up to her orgasm, because damn was Maggie good at it. She knew just what to say to make Alex shudder and moan. She knew just what turned Alex on.
“That’s it baby,” Maggie encouraged, sliding her fingers back up to rub her clit again. A louder moan escaped Alex’s throat at the contact and she lifted to meet Maggie’s touch.
“god you’re so sexy,” came the sultry whisper into Alex’s ear as Maggie pinched a nipple lightly.
Alex gasped, knuckles white from gripping the sheets so hard. She could feel her own wetness dripping between her thighs, she could feel herself beginning to lose control. “Maggie!” she gasped out, feeling the detective’s fingers tapping against her clit repeatedly. “I’m going to make you cum so hard babygirl,” Maggie promised, her left hand sliding down and covering Alex’s hand which was fisting the sheets. Alex was panting hard now. She loosened her grip and spread her fingers, letting Maggie’s fingers slip into hers and hold her hand tightly.
“I’m so close,” Alex gasped, followed by a low moan as Maggie’s fingers dipped down to her moist lips and caressed her entrance before coming back up to her clit. Maggie was panting now, too, because goddamn was she so turned on right now and Alex Danvers was literally dripping and laying against her trembling and moaning. “Not yet baby, not til I say,” Maggie whispered hotly, pressing a kiss to Alex’s temple. It was covered in a thin layer of perspiration and Alex was turning her head side to side, barely able to contain herself.
“Maggie,” Alex whined, hips jutting up again. She thought she might lose her mind if Maggie didn’t let her cum soon. She knew the detective was holding her right there on the brink and that Maggie could easily make her orgasm in 5 seconds if she picked up her pace.
The detective thought about prolonging it, because god this was such a turn on. But the desperation to Alex’s voice and the throbbing of her clit against Maggie’s fingers urged Maggie to show mercy. “Ok. Don’t hold back babygirl,” Maggie whispered before increasing the speed to her tight circles over Alex’s clit.
The agent cried out at the sudden intense stimulation and her hips bucked wildly, her hand gripped Maggie’s as she felt the muscles in her abs begin to tighten. She was so close. “Maggie! Oh…fuck…Maggie…Maggie…I’m-“ she was cut off by the detective moving her palm to replace her fingers movements over her clit. Maggie’s fingers slipped down and two slipped easily inside of Alex’s soaking center, giving her something to contract around. That was all it took before Alex erupted in a series of moans. She lost control of her body as it thrusted erratically into Maggie’s hand, her walls pulsating and pulling Maggie’s fingers in deeper. The detective kept a steady pace, thrusting her fingers in and out and curling them against her pulsing walls. “That’s it Ally,” she encouraged, “such a good girl,” she praised, applying more pressure to her palm.
Maggie knew just how to move her fingers, slowing her pace and dragging out the orgasm as long as she could before she slowly worked Alex down. When the shudders subsided and Alex’s moans had been replaced by gasps for air, Maggie stilled her fingers – yet kept them inside.
“Ohhh, fuck,” Alex gasped softly, her body feeling heavy against Maggie’s as the bedroom spun around her. Maggie chuckled her throaty chuckle and wiggled her fingers slightly, causing Alex to yelp from the sensitivity, “I think that’s what I just did,” the detective boasted. But Maggie’s fingers didn’t stop moving – instead they slid halfway out then slowly back into Alex’ twitching and soaking center. Maggie brought her palm down gently, just barely grazing Alex’s sensitive bud. Alex gasped but didn’t fight the touches. They felt intense – but not too intense that she couldn’t handle them.
Before she realized what was happening her hips were moving again, and damnit if Maggie wasn’t a sex goddess because Alex felt herself being worked back up again and this orgasm was much closer than she expected. The sensitivity faded and Maggie seemed to know the moment it did because her left hand untangled itself from Alex’s grasp and came up to start rubbing her clit while her right hand focused on fingering Alex with a purpose.
With Maggie’s arms wrapped around Alex, her hands surrounding and filling Alex’s center, Alex felt herself reach the edge again. “Ohhhh, fuck, Maggie..Maggie…” the detective name became a chant on Alex’s lips as Maggie’s fingers quickened their pace, thrusting in and out of her powerfully. Alex arched her back against Maggie, her entire body quaking from the pleasure as she let out a scream. Alex came harder than she’d ever experienced. Her body shuddered and bucked, the only thing holding her together was Maggie’s arms around her and Maggie’s voice in her each trying to keep her from floating off into space.
Alex wondered if it was possible to black out from an orgasm because for a solid 10 seconds she was sure she was no longer in her body. Every muscle screamed, her body rigid as it rode out the last waves of pleasure before she went slack against Maggie’s body. Her lungs burned for air, her body trembled. Maggie’s fingers pulled out of her completely this time and Maggie’s arms tightened around her, turning her body towards Maggie as the detective gently tucked the sweaty strands of hair that had fallen into her face, behind her ear. “You good, Alex?” she asked gently, eyes searching Alex’s face in concern.
Maggie had been with her fair share of women. And she was pretty proud that she’d always made the cum. But she’d never given someone an orgasm that strong before and she’d never heard Alex make that sound before.
After a moment of catching her breath, Alex looked up at Maggie through her bliss induced haze and flashed her a smile, “jesus Mags, are you trying to kill me?” she joked breathlessly. Maggie laughed and flashed her dimpled-smile before dipping her head down and kissing Alex sweetly as she cradled the other woman against her, “not intentional, but damn Danvers that was intense.”
When they broke apart from their kiss Alex yawned and snuggled in closer to Maggie’s body. “Bedtime?” the detective asked with a sweet smile. Alex nodded sleepily – completely spent, “bedtime,” she agreed. She let Maggie settle her down against the pillows and waited while the detective turned off the bedside lamp and got herself comfortable. Once they were both laying down Maggie pulled Alex close once more and kissed her forehead gently, “I love you, Ally,” she whispered. Alex smiled and nestled in closer, feeling completely and blissfully at peace. “I love you Maggie. Just wait until tomorrow… it’ll be your turn.”