Turbulence

Step 3: Introspection (Unabridged)

Ashley's undone bra dropped to the floor as Nelson released her wrists to tug the shirt free and toss it aside. They shared a drunken grin and Ashley took a step back while settling a hand on her hip, letting Nelson take all the time she wanted to drag her eyes slowly down across her form. Nelson remained silent...but she appreciated what she saw. Skinny bitch or not, Ashley was still toned in the right places, her curves subtle but her attitude sharp. For whatever fucking reason, it was just the right mixture to make Nelson want it.

As her eyes stayed on the silver ring in her bellybutton for a few seconds, Ashley's voice trickled through the thick desire settling between them. "You sure you're not gonna beg?"

"One of us is," Nelson replied calmly before she moved her gaze back up to Ashley's dancing blue eyes, taking a reasonable detour to trace over her chest. "You gonna take those pants off, Mills?"

"How 'bout you take 'em off for me?" Ashley cooed.

A spark ran through Nelson and she let her muzzle split into an entertained grin. "The balls on you, woman," she murmured before quickly stepping forward to take hold of Ashley's slight shoulders.

"I ain't hearin' no complaints," Ashley replied as she was pushed back toward the side of the bed, grunting when her legs collided with the mattress.

"Give me time," Nelson retorted as she shoved her companion onto her back and then moved her hands down along the slender arms as she pushed their muzzles together. She could taste the liquor on both their breaths, wondering for a moment if she was going to regret this after the hangover. She figured she would.

She didn't think she cared, though. She wanted this, now.

Her fingers fumbled with Ashley's belt, but her companion didn't say anything, only continuing to grin up at her as they panted softly across one another. When she at last succeeded at undoing the buckle, she all but tore it apart before ripping Ashley's pants down with a soft growl. Those cerulean eyes stared up at her eagerly and she felt fingers squeezing into her sides. She felt the thin fabric of Ashley's panties and she ran a thumb slowly down one side to elicit a gasp against her muzzle.

But before she could curl her fingers into the waistband, she was overtaken by vertigo when Ashley suddenly pulled her down and then rolled to one side to swap places with the muscular female. She kicked her pants free of her legs so she could straddle Nelson's waist with a grin. Nelson's heart thudded but she let the drunken haze collide with the unexpected rush of passion, savoring it rather than fighting it. "My turn," Ashley informed her as her eyes glowed excitedly.

Her fingers glided along Nelson's thick arms, then danced across her ample bosom to come together at her neckline, where they began to undo the buttons at a hurried pace. Nelson was glad she wasn't the only impatient one as she reached up and squeezed slowly into one of Ashley's breasts; she took an unashamed delight in the way Ashley closed her eyes for a moment and cursed quietly. But when she gazed down at Nelson again, that playful expression was quick to return and she winked while she spread Nelson's shirt and then licked her muzzle slowly at the sight of the larger female's bulging bra. "Not so bad being with a whelp, is it?"

Nelson snorted quietly, watching her companion's face with a smirk as she ran her thumb along Ashley's perked flesh. The shiver of delight told her she hadn't gotten too rusty, at least. "We'll see," she replied before raising her brow in surprise when Ashley leaned down and used her teeth to grip into the bottom of her tight bra and pull it slowly upward while her hands moved up to grasp tenderly into the base of her bosom, lifting both swells while she eased the fabric up until Nelson was freed from the restrictive material. "Fuckin' hell, Mills," she murmured, her other hand sliding down to her companion's hip as her fingers clenched into her thick rump.

"Y'know ain't no one else 'round to hear you call me 'Ashe'," the pilot chuckled against Nelson's collarbone before she bucked her hips lightly to grind along her chiseled stomach. Nelson opened her muzzle to retort, but Ashley only grinned and then slid to one side while shoving her crotch against Nelson's hip. "Don't worry," she whispered, one of her hands snaking down to remove the clasp from Nelson's pants. "I know I gotta earn that. I'm on it, bitch." They shared another liquor-infused grin and this time Nelson was the first to push her muzzle down into her partner's neck, her teeth and tongue grinding compassionately into the grey fur while Ashley worked efficiently to slide down her fatigues and underwear all at once.

The room was already warm -- there was no rush of cool air against her suddenly-exposed loins. Nelson didn't get a chance to ponder it, though, as her eyes suddenly widened when a pair of rough pads moved slowly down either side of her womanhood. She trembled and then pushed her maw harder against her companion's neck with a rough pant. She could see Ashley's triumphant grin as her tail and she responded by wrapping a thick arm around the smaller female to pull her firmly against her side. The heat through Ashley's panties was soon joined by a dampness that coaxed a pleased growl from Nelson.

Ashley wrapped her slender legs around Nelson's muscular thigh and used one hand to keep Nelson's head shoved into her neck while the other proceeded to trace around her partner's mound. Nelson felt her body already aching for more, but she still refused to beg, channeling the need into a throaty groan that preceded a brief nip to Ashley's shoulder.

And goddamn her, she wasn't looking to tease, either. A moment later, a sensation somehow foreign and yet oh-so-distinct made Nelson's back arch as she gave a shuddering gasp and then grit her teeth, mashing her features painfully into Ashley's throat. "Ooh...fuck, Mills," she cursed between her quickened breaths. She knew Ashley was smirking above her, feeling it on her muzzle as it pressed against the side of her skull.

The two digits eased into her carefully, as Nelson's tail twisted uncontrollably at her side and her body turned automatically toward Ashley's. It seemed to be exactly what Ashley wanted, considering the way she all but purred against Nelson's head. Her other hand massaged slowly over Nelson's breast, applying just enough pressure to remind Nelson she was quite capable of multitasking.

Nelson clenched her teeth as her partner's fingers pushed further bit by bit before they drew backward just as slowly, making every inch as torturous as could be. Her hips were already twitching forward into Ashley's palm, betraying her attempts to restrain the signs of her growing pleasure. The heat had long since spread throughout her torso, and when Ashley slid the fingers in again and spread them slightly, Nelson lost the battle with hiding the muffled moan into her companion's neck.

"C'mon, Nelson...lemme hear it," Ashley whispered, her gently slurred voice wrapping around Nelson and pulling her closer. "Just you and me now, lady..."

Ashley's movements became more rhythmic and the waves of bliss rolled outward with a building intensity that Nelson hadn't experienced in far too long. Her moans became stilted cries, the fur at Ashley's neck growing damp from her heated panting as her claws dug into the smaller female's buttock and pulled her even closer to her hip. Nothing seemed to deter Ashley, though, her devilish focus maintaining the steady thrusting through it all as Nelson began to buck her hips wildly while her toes curled desperately into the sheets below.

And just as Nelson teetered at the peak, Ashley suddenly halted her fingers as her other hand snaked back up from between them to clutch her head tightly into her neck again. Nelson cursed, her body screaming for release, and she knew what the bitch wanted.

...Goddammit if she hadn't earned it.

"Oh god, don't fucking stop now, Ashe," she growled, her strong arms clutching her partner's slight body fiercely against her.

The delighted laugh lit up her dark world and she committed to stepping into the brightness, if only for a moment. Ashley met her there with gusto as she resumed the motions of her hand and murmured eager encouragements against the back of her head. Her free hand slid down and undid her bra to let it tumble down to the bed so their bodies could press freely together with nothing between them.

The encouragement was hardly needed, however, as Nelson's body writhed almost immediately, her sharp yells barely diminished by the fur on her partner's neck. Her climax hit, not like a single wave but a rollicking storm tide washing peak after peak over her trembling body. Muscles flexed and clamped, claws drove into fur and fabric alike, and the fiery pleasure left her incapable of much beyond the blind, uneven motions of her hips against Ashley's fingers. The rush of wetness only made it easier for Ashley's movements to continue, smoother and faster, as she drove relentlessly into the bliss-wracked female.

Nelson teeth gnashed -- it was nearly frustrating how pleasurable Ashley was making it, her orgasm not tapering but instead doubling and burgeoning into a greatest experience that was leaving her a shuddering, moaning wreck...but only in the best ways. "Ashe...goddammit, Ashe..." she panted, trying to form words around the haze of delight. She could feel Ashley's hot, damp crotch riding along her thigh still and she realized her companion was breathing hard above her as her smaller body ground against her more insistently.

It took Nelson a moment to understand, but the way Ashley tightened her fingers around the back of her head made it more obvious. She snorted quietly through the drunken, blissful fog, finding just enough clarity to reach down and pull Ashley's trembling wrist away from her loins. She gave her own sharp gasp when her fingers slipped free, but forced herself past the numbing aftershocks to guide Ashley's soaked hand to her opposite hip. Ashley instinctively clamped down and pulled herself tighter to Nelson's firm body while Nelson responded with wrapping an arm around the small of her back.

She reached back with her other hand, blindly searching for Ashley's tail and then letting her fingers slide down to dive into the back of her panties. She delighted in the way Ashley gasped and clutched into her that much harder, and Nelson was encouraged to nudge her hand a bit lower, rewarded shortly after with finding the damp base of Ashley's womanhood. And as she began to massage into it with a finger, Ashley arched her back and increased her wild movements along Nelson's thigh, stimulating herself on her partner's muscular limb.

Her thin underwear was merely an innocent bystander, soon to be a victim as Nelson's insistent movements caused her claws to tear through the drenched fabric. But if Ashley cared, it was lost to the enraptured cries of pleasure she gave as she rolled her hips desperately against Nelson and shouted the only name she knew. Nelson grinned all the same, her eyes closed against Ashley's neck while she grunted and helped her companion's movements along with the hand at the small of her back.

She felt Ashley's loins convulsing and was soon rewarded by a rush of fluids spilling across her leg as they gave matching groans of pleasure. "Oh fuck, fuck, Nelson, oh-my-fuckin'-gawd!" Ashley wailed as her arms trembled trying to keep the tight grip on the larger female.

Nelson grinned to herself, shifting her muzzle to let it slide past Ashley's sweat-and-saliva-soaked neck to instead rest on her shoulder. "C'mon, Ashe, give it all to me," she murmured against the side of her head, which immediately brought a guttural moan to her partner's maw as the thrusting of her hips became even more insistent for a few blissful seconds to ride out her climax as long as possible.

Her grin soon trickled down to a pleased smile as Ashley's hips eventually slowed, her ragged breaths over Nelson's shoulder telling her all she needed to know. She slid her hand back out of the torn panties to securely embrace her companion with both arms as she finally dropped her head back onto the mattress with a content rumble. Ashley shifted to rest half-atop her, still panting quietly while she rested her head on top of Nelson's collarbone. "Goddamn...Nelson...here I was worried...about wearing you out..."

Nelson snorted softly as she traced a claw slowly up along Ashley's spine to coax a shiver from her. "Hmph. I suppose you did alright...for a whelp," she murmured, though the playful smile danced through her tone as she eventually settled one hand on Ashley's shoulder while the other cradled her lower back to keep her held close. "Goddamn if I ever go drinking with you again, though, Mills..."

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