Sammy plopped down onto her bed, hands beh her thighs, and kig her feet bad forth. She looked around her room—small, but cozy—and said, “It’s not much, but by Teandards, it’s pretty here’s perks to doing the guild’s busy work.”

  “Beats the barracks, that’s for sure.”

  She sat o Sammy, who was grinning at her, obviously excited for the turn this night would be taking. Natalie returhe smile, equally as anticipatory, though admittedly nervous. Not because this sort of thing usually made her anxious—beyond the normal amount everyone was—but rather, the reveal of the night. The thiween her legs, which she had no clue how Sammy would react to.

  The two of them had already beeed walking bamy’s room, but now the giddy air had morphed into arie. In the privacy of Sammy’s room, the moment had arrived. Both khe reason they’d hung out tonight—and by Sammy’s expet expression, she was waiting for Natalie to get a move on. Her eyes were on Natalie’s lips.

  While with Jordan Natalie had been timid, she had no such hesitations with Sammy. Spurred on by the warm buzz in her head, too, she shuffled forward, pressing closer to Sammy. Sammy leaned into her, tilting her head and closing her eyes. Natalie took the offer. Heart pounding, she pressed her lips into Sammy’s.

  It stayed chaste, tentative, for about two seds. Then Natalie pried Sammy’s mouth open, wanting to get to things, and knowing Sammy did too.

  Natalie pushed Sammy over into her bed, crawling atop her, kissing her on the way down. The two shuffled ettier positioned in the middle of the bed, rather than half hanging off the ledge. It broke the kiss briefly, before Natalie returo it with renewed eagerness. Sammy’s hands roamed Natalie’s back, tugging her in closer. Natalie basked iaste of the irl, delighting in her mouth and needy reciprocation. Her own hands started to stray.

  Natalie leaned up, finally, straddling Sammy’s p. There was something she o handle before things went much further. Sammy panted up at Natalie, red faced aed, and fused why she’d pulled back.

  “I should, uh, tell you something,” Natalie said.

  “Okay?”

  Natalie couldn’t imagine a way to hahis besides directly. To just say it. She fought past her nerves. “This might sound odd, but it’s not a joke. I, um. Have both parts. A cock, too. So if that’s not something you want … or whatever … then I guess …” she trailed off.

  Sammy, obviously, couldn’t take the annou fully in stride. She blinked, caught off guard. Her eyes flicked down, seeing, for the first time, the proof of Natalie’s cim. Their sloppy kisses from a few moments prior had worked her up, making the bulge clear, with Natalie literally sitting on Sammy.

  “Oh,” Sammy said. She was quiet for several moments, taking the annou in, and Natalie let her digest it. “Oh. Um. That’s …” She pursed her lips, then shrugged. “Okay. I don’t care, but—but I think I only want hands and fingers inside me? For tonight.”

  “Of course.” Relief crashed through her. It was a much smoother acceptahan she could have hoped for. Plus, not going all the utting it inside Sammy—robably for the best for Natalie, too. She’d brought a just in case, but taking things slowly … that was more than fine.

  And, fortunately, Sammy didn’t seem to care about the ‘how’. How Natalie had ended up with both parts. Maybe she was curious, but didn’t think it polite to ask?

  Either way, the discimer made, Natalie returo the moment, w away ing the passionate mood back. Sammy met her lips eagerly, so it seemed she meant what she said—that the reveal hadn’t bothered her. The st bits of Natalie’s left, and, worries out of the way, she indulged in her lust.

  Her hands crept up to the top of Sammy’s button-up shirt, fumbling at popping it open. She pulled back, ughing into Sammy’s lips.

  “Ugh. These are so annoying to take off.” She wao py with Sammy now. Leaning up to prove her point, Natalie pulled off her own shirt in a smooth, easy motion. “See? Much easier.”

  “ter argument,” Sammy said. She gripped her button-up at the middle, then pulled, buttons popping and flying away in a ctter.

  Natalie stared incredulously at the irl, who ughed.

  “See? It’s not that much harder.”

  “You ruined your shirt!”

  And it had revealed Sammy’s smooth, tanned skin, and a bck bra cupping two generous breasts. But however amazing that sight was—she’d literally ripped her shirt open.

  “But I saved us two seds,” Sammy said. “Too bad you’re wasting it.” She shook her chest side to side, makiits bounce. “My sacrifice is going to waste.”

  Natalie took the hint, even if she was still amused, and incredulous, at how Sammy had literally torn her button-up. Did she do that for all her dates? It certainly set an impression. Holy, it turned her on with surprising iy. Probably the point.

  She leaned back forward, taking Sammy’s mouth again and adventuring to more daring pces. She wiggled her hands under Sammy’s bra and started pying with her tits. At a gentle pinch of her nipples, Sammy groaned into her mouth, a sound Natalie let wash over her. She bit Sammy’s lip and tugged it back. Sammy’s breath hitched, and, eagerly, she vied for trol, then did the same to Natalie. The spike of pain was nice—she liked when kisses got a bit rough.

  Sammy’s hand dipped between Natalie’s legs and rubbed. The pressure against her cock sericity up her spine, and Natalie gave her own groan into her partner’s mouth. It was the sed time anyone had ever touched here there, even through yers of clothing. Jordan had been the first, mounting Natalie’s p and rubbing her butt against her.

  The memory thrilled through her—she tried not to think about why too closely—and Natalie started kissing Sammy even more enthusiastically. She repositioned herself, moving to the side so she could press her kween Sammy’s legs, providing her something to rub again. She accepted eagerly, gyrating her hips as she pleasured herself. She tinued rubbing Natalie’s crotch just as excitedly.

  Eventually, Sammy pulled back, gasping. She nudged Natalie’s knee away with her hand. “Your mouth? Please?” She leaned forward, hands going behind Natalie’s back, to her bra strap. “And I want this off.”

  Her tits revealed, which she let Sammy briefly admire, shaking them with a smile, Natalie didn’t o be told twice. She scooted ba the bed, helping Sammy tug her pants down. She pnted a kiss on each of Sammy’s thighs, taking it slow, but Sammy’s fingers buried into Natalie’s hair, and she urged Natalie forward, between her legs. She was, apparently, ready. Didn’t need any further w up.

  Natalie pnted a kiss on Sammy’s pahen tugged those down, too.