Fics like operation: bell tower

Rumi’s thigh slots between Zoey’s, and it takes everything within Rumi not to laugh loudly lest she break Zoey’s concentration. The hitch of breath from Zoey makes Rumi smirk, smug with her lover’s reaction. She rubs her knee back and forth at an excruciating glacial pace, ensuring that the flat of her thigh is the perfect surface for Zoey’s cunt to grind against. Slowly, Rumi lowers herself until she’s able to drape her front over Zoey’s back. She puffs out a warm stream of air at Zoey’s ear, giggling sweetly at the tease. Zoey’s concentration doesn’t break but her ears do flush a lovely shade of red. With a satisfied hum, Rumi keeps on rocking her leg, slowly grinding it against Zoey’s cunt. “Don’t let him get away now.” Rumi purrs, a sound of pure seduction as she lets her hand slip beneath Zoey’s shirt, dragging her blunt fingernails across the flat plane of Zoey’s stomach. To her credit, Zoey doesn’t even flinch, and that only makes the arousal thrumming in Rumi’s veins sing. Okay, sure, so she’s got a competence kink. Pair that with her public indecency streak and it’s a cocktail of chaos and lust unfolding right now. // the au where they're hitwomen but that won't stop the freakoff

Fics like operation: bell tower

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