You can lay your hands on me
It wasn’t until Chloe waved a hand in front of her face that Max realized she had entirely zoned out without noticing. She winced and jerked her head back in reflex despite of there being no danger.
“Welcome back, cutie,” Chloe said with a grin and bumped her hip against Max’, nearly making her girlfriend lose her balance. “You were even more out of it than usual, what’s on your mind?” she asked after taking the plate that Max handed her, towel drying it right away.
Max turned her head to face Chloe and just stared, what had she been thinking about? “I… Have no idea…” Max mumbled truthfully. Chloe held her gaze, raising a brow quizzically.
Finally, Chloe put away the plate and let out a soft sigh, throwing the dish towel over one shoulder. “Maximus, I think you’ve been working too much. You should take some time off.” This earned an immediate response from the photographer, Chloe leaned back as Max whipped around so her body was now fully facing Chloe.
“No, I’m fine!” Max protested, but Chloe’s expression didn’t change. “I just have to send the pictures for the Grandor project, edit the ones for the Vixen gig and upload some onto my website. Oh, and check my email to see if the Eclipse Gallery responded—”
“Alright,” Chloe interrupted, “I’m going to stop you right there.” She removed Max’ hands from the water and held them with her own, ignoring the water dripping onto the floor. “All those things can wait until the morning, I’m sure.” Max tried to interject, but Chloe didn’t let her. “Babe, it’s already dark out. You and I both know those people aren’t working anymore either.” Max huffed, Chloe was right and she couldn’t think of a valid argument to convince Chloe otherwise. “When was the last time you had a day or two off?”
“Don’t you even dare finish that sentence, Caulfield. Weekends don’t count, you know that.”
Again, Max huffed, looking away to avoid Chloe’s eyes. Even though Chloe had a point, Max felt like she hadn’t done enough, that she had been slacking.
“You’ve been working hella hard, Max.” Her girlfriend’s eyes met hers again, the fact that she used Max’ name instead of one of the many nicknames she often used, caught Max’ full attention. “Even if it might not feel that way, you have. I promised to look after you and this is me keeping that promise.” Chloe gently rubbed the backs of Max’ hands with her thumbs as a small smile graced her lips. “You deserve a break, before you break.”
“Guess there’s nothing I can say to convince you otherwise?” Max asked, despite already knowing what the answer would be.
“Not a chance,” Chloe confirmed with a grin.
“Figured as much.” Max yelped when she was suddenly lifted up into the air by Chloe, to end up facing Chloe’s lower back, while her girlfriend had an arm wrapped around her upper legs. “Chlo!”
“That’d be me.”
“We didn’t finish the dishes yet!”
“The dishes will still be there tonight and tomorrow because I don’t feel like doing them later on.” She smirked when she felt Max go limp in her arms, indicating she had won. Chloe could barely contain her laugh when she walked up the stairs and felt Max bounce against her back with every step she took.
Max bit her lip in a desperate attempt to keep herself from giggling, relieved when Chloe reached the top of the stairs and walked into their bedroom, proceeding to dump Max onto their bed.
“I know a way for you to relax,” Chloe mused and Max’ lips curled up into a cheeky smile.
“Oh yeah?” Chloe nodded and Max bit her lip in anticipation.
“Pretty certain,” Chloe whispered softly and brought her hands to Max’ sides. However she surprised Max by starting to tickle her instead, causing the brunette to squeal and burst into laughter, hands and arms flapping wildly.
“Chlo!” she squeaked as Chloe’s fingers tickled her mercilessly. Her stomach ached as she laughed in response to the tickling, squirming under Chloe’s touch.
“Yes, Maximus?” Chloe flashed her girlfriend a shiteating grin as she proceeded to tickle her.
She was gasping for air while tears ran down her face, “Morpho! Morpho!” Immediately Chloe’s hands disappeared and Max’ body stilled, chest still heaving.
Chloe stradled Max’ lap while her girlfriend caught her breath, she reached over and tenderly wiped the remaining tears of laughter from freckled cheeks. She lost herself in those clear blue eyes, which looked at her as if she was the most incredible being in the whole universe. It was ridiculous how madly in love she was with this girl; Max had captured her heart well over a decade ago and never gave it back, nor did Chloe want her to.
A memory resurfaced and Chloe smiled as she embraced it, indulging herself.
Max’ eyes looked at her with a mix of emotions, Chloe could tell the brunette was eager, but also nervous, though mostly very curious. They had been making out for quite a while but it had gradually progressed into going well past just making out. Chloe loved it and was excited that Max seemed to want to take it further, but she had stopped them before they got the chance to.
“Did I do something wrong?” Max asked, a hint of worry clearly audible in her voice. Chloe smiled as she shook her head, easing Max’ worries.
“On the contrary, Maximus. You’re hella turning me on,” she clarified, grinning at the way Max’ cheeks darkened as she blushed. “But I want to make sure we’re on the same page and … we should probably discuss a few things before we take things further.”
Max cocked her head a little, brows raised quizzically. “Discuss what exactly?” she asked with genuine curiosity.
Her fingers brushed a few strands of hair behind Max’ ear, trailing down the side of her neck and eventually tracing the collarbones. “You know I went to Blackwell, too,” Chloe started and Max nodded, “and okay, I have no idea what they taught you in Seattle… But I know Blackwell’s sex ed was a fucking joke.” She couldn’t help but chuckle when Max’ cheeks colored a deep pink, it was absolutely adorable.
“I know … some stuff…” Chloe looked at her expectantly, Max avoided Chloe’s eyes and struggled to get the words out.
“Let me guess, about hetero intercourse.” Chloe rolled her eyes and let out a huff as she crossed her arms.
“…Yeah,” Max replied and swallowed thickly, “in Seattle they actually had us learn the anatomy of … genitals and such…” Max’ face couldn’t possibly get any redder and Chloe felt her own cheeks flush. Not out of embarrassment, but in response to how Max’ blushing made the frenzy of butterflies in her abdomen explode.
“Well, that’s good. So I guess that part we can skip,” Chloe replied, studying her girlfriend’s expression closely. “Guess it’s also safe to assume you’ve never done anything besides kissing and making out?”
Max nodded and tried to hide her flushed face in vain. “I’ve never done anything with anyone other than you,” she confessed quietly. She swallowed thickly when she felt Chloe’s fingers take hold of her chin and gently tilted it, so that Max couldn’t avoid looking at her any longer.
“I am truly honored and hella flattered, Maxi.” Chloe smiled lovingly as her heart tingled. “Wish I could say the same…”
Max’ expression softened and she cupped Chloe’s cheek, “Don’t apologize, Chlo. It wouldn’t be fair of me to have expected the same from you.” Chloe shrugged. “I’m glad, in a way,” Max continued, earning a very confused look, “because at least one of us has a bit of experience.”
Chloe figured Max had a point, she could and would make sure Max’ first time would be nothing short of phenomenal. “You got me there, Caulfield.” Chloe grinned and sat up a little straighter against the headboard of the bed, placing her hands on Max’ hips to keep her girlfriend steady as she did. “Alright, so first of all: safety.” Max nodded and Chloe saw the shift in her blue eyes, indicating Max was completely focused for what Chloe was about to tell her. “Admittedly, I kinda had a feeling we might take things a bit further sometime soon and thus I went ahead and got myself tested a week and a half ago.”
“Tested? For what?” Max asked curiously, to which Chloe let out a soft chuckle.
“For sexually transmittable diseases, or STDs for short. And I can proudly announce,” Chloe leaned to the side a bit and fished a folded piece of paper from the pocket of her jeans, unfolding it so that Max could read it. “That I tested negative, meaning I have no STDs and it’s safe for me to be sexually intimate.” Max’ cheeks once again darkened, but her lips curled up into a smile.
“Wait, so would you have to get tested every time you’ve had sex?”
“No,” Chloe answered, shaking her head, “only if you’re going to have sex with a different person.” After Max offered a nod of understanding, Chloe folded the paper with her test results again and stuffed it back into her pocket. “Protection is also important, especially if you’re not in an established, steady, monogamous relationship with someone. Luckily we don’t run the risk of getting pregnant from each other—” this earned an amused laugh from Max, to which Chloe grinned smugly, “but protection is still important. This is almost never touched upon during sex education, which is ridiculous, but there’s a thing such as dental dams. Also, if you use sex toys, it is very important to clean them regularly and after every time they’ve been used, with proper sex toys cleaner.”
“I presume regular soap isn’t an option?”
“Nope, it can mess with the toy, depending on its material and stuff. But also, bacteria and all that. You don’t want to mess up your vagina, as you hopefully know vaginas are self-cleaning, basically. Never put any kind of soap in there, unless you want a bacterial infection.” Max’ expression became a bit more serious and she nodded, prompting Chloe to continue. “It is also recommended to use a condom on your dildo, vibrator or strap-on if you use it on a different person.”
“Just like you’d use a condom with a different person if you were to have a penis yourself?”
Chloe smiled brightly and winked, “Bingo!” Max giggled and brushed a few strands of hair out of her face. “But as we won’t get to that for a little while, I think, we’ll get back to that subject later.”
Max nodded in agreement, “Right,” she replied, pecking Chloe on the lips before sitting up again, her hands finding Chloe’s and their fingers intertwining.
“Next up, which I am very passionate about,” Chloe said, wiggling her eyebrows playfully, “is boundaries and consent. Your boundaries are extremely important and valid, always. Do not let anyone ever tell you otherwise. If I ever do anything you’re not comfortable with or not ready for, please do tell me and I will stop immediately.”
“Don’t think that—”
“Please promise me, Max.” Max searched Chloe’s eyes and saw the seriousness in her girlfriend’s light blue eyes. She swallowed and nodded, despite her not being able to even imagine Chloe would ever do anything she wasn’t okay with.
“I will, Chloe.” Chloe’s facial expression softened and she kissed the back of Max’ hand tenderly.
“Consent is the absolute key, for everything, always. No matter if you’ve been together with someone for months or even years. Everything that isn’t an enthusiastic ‘yes’ won’t do. No means no and comes in many forms. That’s why I want to decide on both a word and sign or gesture with you that we’ll use if we want the other to pause or stop entirely.”
“Like… A safeword?” Max asked, feeling her heart beating a little faster in her chest as all kinds of images flooded her mind. She’d thought safewords were something of BDSM, although she hadn’t read too much into the subject after stumbling upon it quite some years ago. She had only been fifteen and it was entirely by accident, she had blushed intensely and scrambled to close the tab at the speed of light. She had been so innocent back then and never dared to look it up again.
“Exactly! And I see those gears working, Maxaroni. If that is what you were thinking; no, it isn’t just a BDSM thing.” Chloe chuckled as she could tell by Max’ facial expression that it had indeed been what the brunette had been thinking about. “That is also a subject we will get back to, later on. One step at a time,” she said, squeezing Max’ hand as her girlfriend let out a relieved sigh. “If it is too much, if your head is too full, just tell me, alright? It’s a lot to take in all at once.”
“It’s alright, but I will let you know if I need a break.”
Without prompting, Chloe continued: “So if there’s anything you aren’t comfortable with, I would like for you to tell me so I know what to avoid. For example, it is good for you to know that I don’t want your—or anyone’s for that matter—feet anywhere near my lady bits.”
“…Lady bits?” Max asked with an amused look on her face, snickering right after.
“Whatever you wanna call it, Maximus. Vagina, lady bits, hoo-ha, private parts, coochie, pussy—”
“Please don’t call it that,” Max interjected and Chloe shrugged.
“Valid, not too big of a fan of that one either, but thank you for telling me, babe.” Chloe pulled herself up a bit and pressed her lips on Max’ for a short but fierce kiss. “Anywho,” she muttered as she lowered herself again, pressing her back against the headboard once more. “That is something that will get you kicked out of the bed instantly.”
“Aye Captain!” Chloe stuck out her tongue and playfully rocked her hips to the side, threatening to throw Max off.
“So if you have any questions, just ask.” Max nodded, both smiling as they stared into each other’s eyes for a bit. “You have a word in mind that you’d want us to use as a safeword?”
“Does it have to be anything specifically?”
“Nope, it can literally be any word. But I’d recommend picking a word that you aren’t very likely to use while being sexually intimate.”
Max thought for a little bit, then figured a word that could work, though it was a bit silly. “Uhm, I think I might have something… But don’t laugh.”
She shook her head and smiled tenderly, “I won’t, I take this very seriously.”
Chloe nodded, “Morpho?” she repeated and Max nodded. “Okay, so our safeword would be ‘morpho’. Whenever either of us says that word, the other stops whatever we’re doing. No questions asked, no judgement.”
“What are you smiling about?” Max asked, pulling Chloe back to the present.
The smile grew only wider as Chloe admired the way Max was looking at her, then told Max exactly what she’d been reminiscing about.
“That seems so long ago…” Max mumbled as she thought back.
“Well,” Chloe started, brushing her thumb across Max’ bottom lip lovingly, “it was several years ago.” Her lips formed a smile when Max pressed a soft kiss on Chloe’s thumb.
“Learned a lot since then,” Max said with a chuckle, Chloe nodded in agreement, “though I bet there’s still more to learn.”
Chloe flashed Max a smug smirk and nodded, “Always. Even I still learn new things almost every day.”
“Oh? Count me intrigued, Miss Price. Care to share your knowledge?”
The way Max was looking at her caused Chloe’s heart to somersault and tingles to spread through her lower abdomen. “Wouldn’t you prefer a demonstration?” The way Max sucked in her lower lip ignited the very familiar warmth in her chest and stomach, and without realizing it, Chloe mirrored the action in anticipation. She had an idea in mind but wanted to be sure Max was up for it.
“Not opposed to that, babe.” Max’ eyes searched Chloe’s, finding excitement and mischief in them. “What are you up to, Chlo? Anything I have to do?” Max felt the curious excitement build in her chest as Chloe remained silent for a bit.
She leaned down until her face was right above that of Max, her warm breath brushing against her girlfriend’s freckled skin. She leaned to the right a little until her lips were mere millimeters from Max’ ear, undoubtedly sending shivers through Max’ body as her breath tickled the sensitive skin. Chloe held back a giggle as she heard her breath hitch the slightest bit. “Would you be alright with me blindfolding you?” Chloe asked in a whisper. She didn’t move as she waited for an answer from Max, taking note of the way Max’ breath sucked in before releasing with a tremor.
Max’ head was spinning as images popped into her mind, the idea a little scary but definitely exhilarating. Besides, she trusted Chloe more than anyone. In the past they had agreed that if it ever came up to that, Chloe wouldn’t use any kind of restraints on Max’ wrists or ankles, instead agreeing that a pillow would simply be placed on Max’ hands. But a blindfold shouldn’t be a problem, though she knew that if it turned out to be after all, one word would make it stop immediately.
“I—I’m willing to try,” Max finally answered, though she could tell Chloe wasn’t entirely satisfied with that, as she didn’t move or respond. “I mean it, Chlo,” Max said with confidence, “I think I’d be okay with it, willing to try and find out if it’s alright with me.”
Chloe nodded and pressed a soft kiss against Max’ ear, eliciting a gentle gasp from her girlfriend. “Fair enough,” she whispered, “alright, close your eyes, please?” When Chloe leaned back up again, she saw Max had closed her eyes already. “I’m getting up but will be right back. Just gonna grab the blindfold.” After Max nodded, Chloe got off the bed.
She walked to the low dresser against the wall opposite the bed, pulling the middle drawer open and quickly finding the blindfold. She took it out in a swift movement, before making her way back to the bed. It was a little amusing to see the expression on Max’ face being one of curiosity and intrigue.
“Can you sit up?” Chloe asked in a soft voice before sitting down on the bed, next to Max.
Her ears focused on the sounds that Chloe caused, the rustling of the covers underneath them and the movement of Chloe’s body. A pleasant shiver went through her spine when Max suddenly heard Chloe’s voice close to her ear, informing Max that she was going to put the blindfold over Max’ eyes. “Okay,” Max breathed as she prepared for something to cover her eyes. She barely felt it at first, which made clear that Chloe was being extremely gentle.
“Is this alright?” Max nodded. “Good, I’m going to tie it now. Squeeze my leg if it gets too tight.” Again, Max nodded. Chloe was gentle as she pulled the ends of the two ribbon-like strings, forming the base of the bow that would tie the blindfold. She continued to pull them until she felt Max squeeze her leg. Chloe nodded and loosened the base of the bow a little, finishing tying the ends with a standard bow-knot. “How does it feel?” Chloe asked as she took Max’ hand in her own, proceeding to press one after the other kiss on her girlfriend’s knuckles.
Max turned her head to where Chloe’s voice had come from and smiled. “It’s so light, I can barely feel it,” she said, reaching for the blindfold with her free hand. It certainly was there, covering her eyes. The fabric was smooth, she figured it could be satin or silk. It was tied tight enough for it to not sag, but loose enough for it to not be uncomfortable.
Chloe smiled, “That’s good,” she whispered after she leaned closer to Max’ face. “Now I’m going to undress you, if that’s alright?”
Another pleasant shiver went through her body, both in response to what Chloe said, as well as to the fact she realized how close Chloe’s face was to her own. She could feel Chloe’s warm breath against her lips, nearly tasting her girlfriend’s lips. “P-please,” she breathed, feeling kind of intoxicated. “Please do,” she said a little louder this time.
“As you wish, my love.” Chloe’s fingertips barely touched Max’ skin as she curled them around the hem of the light gray shirt Max was wearing. Goosebumps formed as fingertips brushed against the warm skin of Max’ sides as she slowly pulled the fabric of the shirt up, exposing more skin little by little. Chloe bit down her lip as she heard Max’ little gasps in response, the brunette’s breathing hitching as her fingers got closer to Max’ chest. Chloe grinned, licking her lips as she whispered, “carefully raise your arms for me, please.”
Max nodded as she raised her arms, hyper aware of where Chloe’s fingertips brushed her skin as the shirt inched higher. Max lowered her arms one by one, removing them from the sleeves. Chloe carefully pulled the shirt over her head, without disturbing the blindfold. As Max lowered her right arm, her hand brushed against Chloe’s cheek. “Sorry…” Max muttered softly, cheeks warming as she realized she could’ve hurt Chloe unintentionally.
“You have nothing to apologize for, Super Max,” Chloe assured before tossing Max’ shirt towards the hamper that held their dirty laundry. “Actually,” Chloe mused, grinning as the idea formed in her head, “if you want, you can take my shirt off.”
When the words finally processed, Max swallowed with nervous excitement. Unable to form any words, she instead nodded fervently. Carefully she let her hands wander in Chloe’s direction, quickly coming into contact with her girlfriend’s body. It didn’t take all that long to find the slightly frayed hem of Chloe’s tank top, curl around and tug at it. She pulled it upwards slowly with unsteady hands, her breathing becoming a bit heavier as she brushed against the band of Chloe’s bra. It was almost as if she was exploring her girlfriend’s body for the very first time again, the loss of sight seeming to heighten her other senses. Max caught the way Chloe’s breathing hitched every now and then, feeling the warmth that radiated off Chloe’s body and the goosebumps that formed on Chloe’s skin as Max’ fingers trailed over it. Without prompting, Chloe raised her arms, making it easy for Max to pull the garment over Chloe’s arms and head. Max felt Chloe take the garment from her and a second later heard the dull plop of it falling somewhere in the distance.
“You still good?” Chloe asked as she tenderly caressed Max’ cheek, smiling when her girlfriend leaned into the touch.
“Very good,” Max answered sincerely. She felt so many things at the same time, it was almost overwhelming. This experience had already been incredibly exhilarating and it had only been near half an hour at most, Max estimated. “Please undress me,” she requested, cheeks flushing as the words left her lips.
The way Max blushed was both adorable and enticing, the freckles less pronounced as the skin below them colored darker. Chloe swallowed thickly as she repositioned herself slightly. “Gladly,” Chloe responded, her voice husky. Her hands moved slowly up Max’ arms until her fingers came into contact with the straps of the light blue bra Max was wearing. The tips of her index fingers hooked underneath the shoulder straps and moved sideways at a slow pace, until they finally sagged down Max’ upper arms. Their breaths intermingled when Chloe leaned closer and heard Max exhale somewhat shakily, gasping as their lips were just a hair’s width apart. Chloe moved one hand back up Max’ shoulder, trailing up the side of her neck before finally cupping her cheek tenderly, pressing her lips to the soft chapped ones of her girlfriend.
Max’ body instantly leaned forward, pressing her lips against Chloe’s with fervor. It was as if sparks of electricity coursed through her veins, raising the hairs on her arms as her hands found Chloe’s waist and pulled her closer. Their lips parted and their tongues touched, Max’ grip on Chloe’s waist tightened a little, just like Chloe’s free hand moved to cup Max’ other cheek, pulling her impossibly closer. It felt like they literally melted into each other, the kiss deep, passionate and nearly desperate as their lust intensified.
Despite her not wanting to break the kiss, Chloe leaned back in order to try and catch her breath. It had gotten way too hot for Chloe’s comfort and decided her jeans had to go; she made sure to let Max know before she got off the bed and hastily shrugged off her jeans. She didn’t care to toss it towards the hamper and instead just left it in a pile on the floor beside the bed, that would be something for future Chloe to worry about. As she was suddenly aware of how quiet it was in their room, Chloe walked to the dresser and plugged her music player into the speaker-dock. After a bit of scrolling she found the playlist she’d been looking for and tapped it, letting the music play at a low volume.
When she got back to the bed, she sat down and nearly started to unbutton Max’ jeans without asking if it was okay for her to do so. Come on, Price. Focus! She took a deep breath and managed to clear her head a little bit.
“Are you okay?” Max asked with slight worry audible in her voice. She listened to Chloe deeply in- and exhale a few times, before feeling a hand take her own and squeeze it gently.
“Yeah, sorry ‘bout that. You still want me to undress you?”
“If that’s alright with you,” Max answered with a smile, “it’s getting a little hot in here…”
Chloe let out a breathy chuckle and grinned smugly, “And I’m pretty sure it’s not going to cool down anytime soon.” Chloe placed her hands on Max’ sides and slowly let them travel downwards as Max leaned back.
She propped her elbows on the mattress to let her weight rest on them, offering Chloe enough space to remove her jeans. Goosebumps erupted as the warmth of Chloe’s fingertips seeped into the skin of her sides, stomach, and eventually her hips. Max tried futilely to keep her breathing even, it was shuddery and she could barely contain several soft whimpering moans. The closer Chloe’s fingers came to the edge of her jeans, the more rapid her heartbeat became and it sent little electric shocks through her body, the warmth in her lower abdomen growing hotter. It was nearly torture how slow Chloe’s fingers worked to undo the button of her jeans and unzip them. Max’ breathing hitched and grew more labored with the minute. The urge to scream was growing, but Max felt conflicted as to if she wanted to tell Chloe to stop teasing or beg her to not even consider stopping at all.
“Don’t forget to breathe, Caulfield,” Chloe whispered cheekily. Her fingers traced the waistband of Max’ jeans, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Finally, she took hold of it, her fingers gripping onto it and gently tugging down. Without having to ask, Max lifted her buttocks and hips off the mattress, making it easy for Chloe to pull down the garment. “You can relax again,” Chloe informed, to which Max instantly responded by lowering her butt again. With a mesmerized smile, Chloe continued to pull the garment down Max’ lower thighs, fingers caressing the soft skin as she did. Once the pant legs had moved past Max’ knees, Chloe delicately lifted her girlfriend’s legs until they rested on her lap. When the jeans were scrunched down to Max’ ankles, Chloe smoothly removed the pant legs entirely, dropping the fabric to the floor. Max’ colorful socks followed quickly after, rolling off to the side a bit.
“Hey babe?” Chloe looked up, gingerly laying down Max’ legs onto the mattress again.
Max licked her lips and cleared her throat, “Could I… Uhm, get some water?”
Chloe’s lips curled up into an amused smile and nodded, “Of course, cutie. Give me a few seconds, I’ll be right back.”
Max felt Chloe get off the bed, hearing the soft padding of Chloe’s stride followed by the quiet squeak of their bedroom door and footsteps growing more distant and quiet. Max lay still as she listened to the music that softly played in the background and smiled to herself. So far this new experience was incredible and she was almost impatient for Chloe to return so they could continue.
It didn’t take very long for her to hear Chloe’s footsteps coming closer again, then the sound of their bedroom door and soft padding as Chloe made her way back to the bed.
“Sit up a little,” Chloe instructed and Max obliged, sitting up completely, her weight now resting on her hands. “I’m going to put the bottle against your lips, alright? Take small sips.” Max nodded and felt a cold sensation when a bottle was set to her lips. She drank and drank and drank, until Chloe slowly lowered the bottle and removed it from her lips. “Enough?” Max nodded as she licked her lips, listening closely as she felt Chloe’s warmth disappear and the bottle being placed on, what she assumed, the nightstand. A pleasant shiver shot through her when she felt Chloe’s warm breath into her ear, “Please lay down on your stomach?” As the words started to process, Max felt a pillow bumping into her one arm. “Something for you to hold onto and rest that pretty little face of yours on.” Max didn’t require a mirror to know that her cheeks had taken on a crimson hue in response to the compliment. Since she wasn’t sure what to say to that, Max simply remained quiet as she carefully turned her body before lying down as Chloe had requested of her. She wrapped her arms around the pillow, folding it in half lengthwise and rested her cheek onto the soft material.
As Max laid down, Chloe watched while biting her lip, this was even more exhilarating than she’d thought it would be. She swung one of her legs over Max’ and leaned on her hands and knees until her lips were mere millimeters from Max’ ear, after brushing aside some auburn hair and tucking it behind her girlfriend’s ear. “Are you ready?”
That question caused a frenzy in Max’ veins, abdomen and chest. Despite having no clue what to be ready for, she nodded vigorously. “Yes,” she breathed, “oh and Chlo?”
“Don’t ask me again if you can undress me,” she said, continuing before Chloe had the chance to respond, “I want you to, don’t make me beg.”
Chloe swallowed thickly, feeling the warmth in her lower stomach intensify at Max’ words and how they’d been said. “As you wish,” she replied with a raspy voice. With the very tip of her tongue, she traced the edge of Max’ ear, coaxing a whimpering moan from her girlfriend. Chloe repositioned her hands so that she could lower her upper body some more. Her teeth softly grazed the sensitive skin of Max’ earlobe, eliciting more quiet moans from her. The excitement in Chloe’s body built as she registered Max’ every hitch of breath, every whimper and moan. Chloe took pride in the way Max’ soft and freckled skin erupted in goosebumps where her lips cherished it lovingly. The touch was as light as a feather, causing her girlfriend to visibly shiver in response. While placing her weight entirely on her right hand and her knees, Chloe let her left hand softly caress the skin between Max’ shoulderblades, following the subtle contours of her spine.
Her mind spun and spots danced in her sightless vision, her brain being hyper-aware of every single touch of Chloe’s skin on her own. Max had stopped trying to hold back the mix of sounds that left her throat, partially because she knew that an attempt to do so would be futile anyway. When Max felt the edges of Chloe’s short nails lightly drag down her spine, a low, drawn-out moan made its way out of her while her back hollowed on its own accord.
Max nodded, her bottom lip slowly releasing from between her teeth, “Really good,” she emphasized. As Chloe’s nails traced the band of her bra, Max bit her lip again while her nails dug into the pillow she was holding. The thrill of feeling Chloe’s fingertips getting closer and closer to the clasp on the back of her bra was almost too much for Max, it was arousing her on a whole new level. Finally she felt two fingers slide underneath the band of her bra, where the clasp was, then with only a very small movement Max heard the clasp come undone and felt the band of her bra slack against her back. She started to push herself up with her hands and elbows, but realized the straps were still around her arms.
“You want me to remove it entirely?” Chloe asked, close to Max’ ear again.
Max sucked in a breath, as she hadn’t realized Chloe’s face had been so close to hers once again. “Y-yeah,” she answered. With Chloe’s help, the bra quickly found its way to the floor and Max returned to her previous position. But Chloe’s fingers didn’t return, causing Max to frown with confusion. But just as she was about to ask, she heard Chloe drink, answering her unasked question.
When she had downed half of the bottle’s contents, Chloe put the cap back on and licked her lips as she returned the bottle to the nightstand. “Sorry, cutie,” she apologized, “gotta make sure we both stay hydrated.” Her heart melted at the soft giggle Max produced and she quickly returned to her previous position, resuming to caress Max’ skin with both her fingers and lips. She smirked when Max produced a shuddery moan of surprise when her pierced nipples brushed against Max’ naked back, as she had taken off her own bra right before drinking some water. As expected, Max seemed to be pleasantly surprised at the revelation and the additional sensation of metal and warm flesh against her skin.
Despite her still being blindfolded, Max’ eyes opened wide as she felt Chloe’s all too familiar pierced nipples against her lower back. “F-fuck…” It was only when Chloe’s movements halted momentarily, that Max realized she’d said the word out loud, instead of in her head. Fuck.
“Already cursing, Maxaroni?” Chloe mused with a smug expression, “I’m flattered, as I’ve barely even started.” She heard Max exhale shakily before swallowing audibly, causing her grin to grow even wider. You’re in for one hell of a ride, babe.
Without wasting another second, Chloe hooked her fingers around the elastic of Max’ undies and pulled it down at an almost lazy pace. First one side, then the other, all without her fingers ever breaking contact with Max’ skin. When she tapped Max’ left hip four times in a rhythm they were both familiar with, Max lifted her hips off the mattress. Chloe smirked while pulling down the undergarment further and further, until Max’ buttocks were entirely exposed. After that it didn’t take nearly as much time for the last garment on Max’ body to meet the floor. Before she could stop herself, Chloe sucked in a breath as she took notice of how wet Max was already. Slickness nearly dripping down her folds, Chloe licked her lips and let out a drawn-out moan of pure excitement.
The color in her cheeks undoubtedly intensified yet again as Max heard Chloe suck in a breath, then releasing a low, drawn-out moan. Max felt her heart accelerate and the muscles in her lower abdomen and thighs tense in pure anticipation. Chloe had barely even touched her and Max already felt like she was floating, her skin tingling and her mind swimming hazily. When fingertips feathered across the bottom of her buttcheeks, she nearly let out a scream of delight. It felt so good, Max’ brain short-circuited as she tried to think of a word to describe the pleasure; it was simply indescribable. Her nails dug into the pillow with such pressure, she was certain her knuckles were white. To save her lip from breaking and bleeding, she bit down into the fabric of the pillow instead, muffling her upcoming moans.
Chloe wondered if Max had any clue of what she was doing to her, by simply responding to Chloe’s touches. In all honesty, Chloe wasn’t sure how much longer she could keep this up without caving to the all-consuming lust that threatened to take control. Then again, she was Chloe fucking Price and she wasn’t about to give in or give up without a fight. She’d imagined this scenario so many times, it had nearly driven her crazy, so she wasn’t about to ruin it.
“You’re still doing alright over there, Super Max?” While waiting for Max to answer, Chloe leaned down onto her side. She put her elbow on the mattress and rested her head in her hand, facing her still blindfolded girlfriend. Her left hand lazily traced the contours of Max’ adorable buttocks, across the dip in her lower back and the sides of Max’ hips. Chloe unabashedly admired Max’ body, the flutters in her chest tingling, filling her with a warmth that she could only describe as awe. Despite Max often telling her indirectly that she thought she wasn’t ‘all that special’ and rather ‘bland’, to Chloe, Max was the most attractive, jaw-droppingly gorgeous and captivating person in her entire existence. Nobody could make Chloe feel the way Max did, by simply looking at her.
“Mhm.” Chloe frowned, but let out a chuckle when she saw that Max was biting down into the pillow, explaining why it had sounded muffled.
“You sure about that, little doe?” Chloe teased as her fingertips followed the curve of one of Max’ buttcheeks, which led down between Max’ inner thighs. Chloe bit her lip as she both felt and saw Max’ back hollow as her fingers lowered, until the very tips of her fingers came in contact with warm, slick folds. Chloe’s eyes shut in reflex, a deep moan rumbling in her throat as she heard Max letting out a muffled squeal, shivers going through her very core.
“Y—yeah—” Max moaned after releasing her mouth from the pillow. She was convinced that she was about to orgasm if Chloe was to so much as stroke her folds now. And just like that, Chloe’s fingers disappeared, only to reappear on her right side, close to her breast. Max gasped and let out a soft whine, Chloe was quite literally driving her absolutely mad. She clawed at the pillow when the tips of Chloe’s fingers feathered against the side of her breast, not even trying to muffle the moan that slipped through her parted lips.
The amount of self-control it took for Chloe to not speed up her motions was absolutely mountainous, but surprisingly enough, she was able to keep herself from rushing. Probably because she kept reminding herself that it would be so, so worth it in the end. “Fuck, Max… You’re so gorgeous,” Chloe sighed affectionately. She leaned forward and pressed a kiss on Max’ shoulder, then gingerly tilted Max’ chin so she could capture those soft lips with her own.
As Chloe’s lips touched hers, Max instantly melted into the kiss, her tongue brushing against Chloe’s bottom lip eagerly. Little shocks of pleasure shot through her when she felt Chloe play with the barbell in her tongue, causing a desperate moan to echo into Chloe’s mouth. Without breaking the kiss, Max carefully freed her right hand and let it find the warmth of Chloe’s skin. The corners of her lips curled up as she noticed the hitch in Chloe’s breathing when her fingers found one of Chloe’s breasts and a pierced nipple that instantly hardened at the sudden contact. This time it was Chloe who moaned into Max’ mouth when Max gently pinched her girlfriend’s nipple.
“Sneaky,” Chloe breathed before crashing her lips against Max’ again. Max merely hummed smugly, nibbling on Chloe’s lower lip as her fingertips played with the metal bar in Chloe’s nipple. The heat in her lower abdomen increased as Chloe continued to moan and whimper into her mouth in response to her fingers’ movements.
Chloe couldn’t bring herself to protest or move away, the way electric shocks coursed through her veins as Max continued to play with her nipple. Her skin was covered in goosebumps, her heart beating so rapidly that she could feel it in the base of her throat. When Max leaned back to suck in a breath of air, Chloe leaned back as well, removing Max’ hand from her breast. As much as Chloe would love to let Max resume, she had a plan to follow. “You’re so distracting,” she muttered with a loving smile. Her heart fluttered at the way Max smiled at her in return, mischievous and even a little smug.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Nice try, Maximus.” Chloe smirked amusedly and squeezed one of Max’ buttcheeks, eliciting a surprised squeal from her. “No more distractions.” She watched Max bite her lip and had to resist the temptation to lean back in and kiss Max passionately once more. “You just lay down again and relax,” Chloe whispered and planted a kiss on Max’ temple.
When Max rested her head onto the pillow again, Chloe let her fingers dance over the freckled skin of Max’ back, with no particular pattern or rhythm. As her fingertips reached to where Max’ buttcheeks met in the middle, Chloe didn’t stop. Instead she let her fingers descend, the touch still as soft and light as a feather. The small whimpers and moans Max produced sent pleasant chills through Chloe’s spine and caused goosebumps to form on her skin. Right when the very tips of Chloe’s fingers were met with warm, slick arousal, both of them let out a shuddery moan simultaneously. After a second or two, Chloe let her fingers resume, coaxing more pleading whimpers from her girlfriend. It didn’t take very long for her fingers to find Max’ entrance, but instead continued to trace the edges of parted labia.
“Shit, Max…” Chloe gasped, “you’re really soaked.” Without disturbing her left hand’s position, Chloe repositioned her body until her face was level with Max’ midsection. This way her arm wouldn’t tire as quickly and she’d have better and easier access.
“Then—then maybe you should do some—thing about it—” Max moaned. Chloe bit down her lip hard as the slickness in between her own thighs became more apparent. It was both cute and arousing when Max got sassy, even more so while moaning and whimpering.
“Is that what you want?” Chloe asked in a sultry voice. Her lips curled up into a smirk when Max nodded vigorously, but as she didn’t receive a verbal reply, Chloe playfully nipped at the skin on the side of Max’ breast.
Max threw her head back as another moan of pleasure rolled off her tongue and her fingers clawed at the pillow. “Y—yes, fuck, Chloe!”
“Oh, you want me to fuck you?” Chloe wore an almost impossibly wide, smug grin as she could almost see Max roll her eyes at her.
“Damn it, Chlo—!”
“Y—yes! Please,” Max pleaded, her voice on the verge of desperation. She didn’t need to be able to see to know that Chloe’s expression was an extremely smug one, Max found it a bit strange to find herself not minding being at the complete mercy of her girlfriend. As a matter of fact, Max enjoyed it. She had very little control, but it didn’t freak her out due to the fact that in the end, she had all of the control, in the form of a single word. One specific word was all it would take for Chloe to stop.
Chloe hummed approvingly and let the tips of her index- and middle finger slowly slide inside Max, eliciting a sound that was closer to a groan of pleasure than anything else. Chloe’s mind spun and shivers shot through her, making her skin tingle with delight as she let her fingers move deeper into Max. She couldn’t imagine ever getting enough of this, of Max and the wonderful sounds she produced in response to her affections. Chloe drew in a deep breath when Max bent one of her knees and moved her leg aside, draping over Chloe’s and offering Chloe even better access.
“You’re so hot…” It was barely audible, but Chloe didn’t exactly intend for Max to hear it, as it was more of an observation. The fire in her lower abdomen grew more intense the further her fingers worked their way inside of Max. There was no need for lube, Chloe’s fingers slid inside with complete ease. Once her knuckles reached Max’ entrance, Chloe curled the tips of her fingers and her mind completely blanked at the sound that came from Max’ mouth. The way Max’ back hollowed and hips tilted her butt in the air caused the fire in Chloe’s body to grow almost unbearable. The height of arousal was nearly painful with the level of intensity it had taken on.
When Chloe’s fingers disappeared, Max let out an involuntary whine of utter displeasure, she’d already gotten so close. Before she could complain however, Chloe’s fingers returned, at an equally slow pace as before. Her mind was completely empty, save for the registration of Chloe’s fingers inside of her and lips kissing her back. Max’ breath had become heavy as she tried to keep herself from orgasming already, as much as she wanted to, she didn’t want for this to end just yet. The thrill was addicting, she wanted more. Chloe’s fingers moved at a torturously slow pace, but Max reveled in it, as it felt so much more intense because of that. Her entire body tingled, little shocks traveling through her stomach up into her chest, accelerating her heartbeat with every slow thrust of Chloe’s fingers.
The way Max’ inner walls tensed around her fingers, did not go unnoticed by her. As she pulled her fingers out, the inevitable grunt of disapproval followed right after, causing Chloe to snicker quietly.
“Dog damn—it, Chlo,” Max panted, desperately trying to get some friction, completely in vain.
“Too much teasing?” Chloe asked, her voice making it clear she was genuinely asking. Max focused on catching her breath a little while her mind reeled, scrambling to form any coherent thoughts, let alone words to actually verbalize.
“I—N-no…” Max swallowed, she wasn’t certain she was ready, but simultaneously impatient for Chloe to continue.
She felt and heard Chloe sit up, then some shuffling and some rustling of some sorts. Max’ curiosity instantly increased, making it hard for her to fight the temptation to move the blindfold to peek. Fortunately, before she even had the chance to lift her hand to do so, the mattress beside her dipped again. “Do you need some more water?” Max nodded and automatically smiled when she felt Chloe tenderly take hold of her chin and tilt her head a little.
Once Max had entirely emptied the bottle of its contents, Chloe tossed the empty water bottle aside to be refilled later on. She glanced at her girlfriend and admired the pink hue that was still present on the freckled cheeks, the way Max’ lips were shimmering with the remnants of water and parted slightly. The butterflies in her chest took flight once again, warmth spreading through her as she looked in awe. Fuck, I love her so damn much… Chloe sucked in her lip as her right hand’s fingers trailed down the somewhat sweaty skin of Max’ sides. “Hey babe?”
Max let out a gentle sigh and lifted her head off the pillow again, facing the direction Chloe’s voice had come from. “Hmm?”
“Could you turn around?” Chloe asked and watched Max turn onto her back before she had even finished speaking. “So eager,” she taunted with an airy chuckle, followed by another when Max huffed.
“Satisfied, Miss Price?”
“I will be, soon enough. As will you.” Without saying another word, Chloe settled herself between Max’ legs, draping her upper body over one of Max’ thighs. Her weight leaned onto her right arm’s elbow, hand free to brush some strands of auburn hair from her girlfriend’s flustered face. Her fingers lingered, softly caressing Max’ slightly swollen lower lip. Chloe drew in a breath in surprise when she felt Max’ lips suddenly capture them, biting playfully. That’s when she moved her left hand again, once more tracing the very edges of her girlfriend’s still soaked folds, satisfied with what her fingers found and removing them again. “Shh. Patience, Caulfield.” Chloe blindly searched with her left hand, quickly finding what she was looking for.
As a soft buzzing sound became audible, Max’ brows knit together in confusion, but any thoughts she had were cut short as something unfamiliar brushed against her clit. Her back hollowed and a deep moan worked its way out of her throat and into the dimly lit room. Her nails dug into the pillow that was now underneath her head, threatening to actually tear through the fabric at this rate. The vibrations sent shockwaves through her entire body, tensing her muscles as an all too familiar wave of intense warmth quickly developed in her lower abdomen, rapidly growing. Right when she was about to reach her climax, the vibrations vanished. Miraculously, Max somehow managed to hold in a scream of frustration. Her back fell against the mattress again, chest heaving at her labored breathing.
Chloe watched triumphantly as Max writhed under her, then leaned down to kiss the birthmark on the underside of Max’ right breast, the skin soon covered in goosebumps. Chloe looked up at Max through her lashes as her tongue licked a trail from the birthmark up to Max’ nipple, earning a sharp inhale in response. She felt Max shudder under her tongue, igniting the pleasant tingles in her stomach once again.
“D—do you re—realize you’re driving m—me hella insane?”
“Oh, am I now?” Chloe smirked, breathing against the now glistening skin of Max’ right breast and nipple. As soon as she let the tip of the vibrator lean down again, Max’ back arched, causing her hips to tilt. Chloe leaned back and watched in awe, admiring the cluster of three birthmarks on Max’ left hip. She watched Max with her jaw slacked as her girlfriend produced one after another shuddery moan, the heat in her core increasing once more. At this rate, Chloe figured it would take very little for her to be sent over the edge, she could imagine how close Max was to experiencing that blissful high. The way the tingling warmth would rush through her body like a tidal wave, her muscles spasming and skin glowing while riding out her orgasm. That was what she wanted Max to experience, ensuring the photographer would relax once her body would go limp with exertion.
If Chloe was going to continue like this, there was no doubt in Max’ mind she would be utterly and completely useless afterwards. A tinge of worry went through her as she realized that maybe she wouldn’t even be able to return the favor, though the opportunity to worry about it any further was robbed as Chloe pressed the vibrator against her clit with a little more pressure. White spots plagued her mind’s eye as her body reacted to the sensations on its own accord, no thinking required. The heat surged and nearly consumed her, causing her legs to tremble and heart to beat so hard and fast it seemed like it was trying to escape her chest.
When she removed the vibrator for just a second, Chloe was surprised by the sound that Max let out, it was a deep, low sound that sent strangely pleasant shudders through Chloe’s very core. All she could describe the sound as was hunger, it intensified the craving heat in her lower abdomen with such strength it was overwhelming.
“Damn, Max…” Without wasting another second, Chloe moved her face as close to Max’ as she could manage from the position she was in to whisper, “Please come for me, Max. I want to watch you orgasm.” The guttural moan Max let out was the only verbal reply Chloe received before she pressed the vibrator against Max’ swollen clit again, rubbing it back and forth, then let it slide inside as far as it would go. Max’ back hollowed so much that only her shoulders and thighs kept in contact with the mattress. Chloe could but only watch in absolute awe as her girlfriend’s cheeks burned a deep crimson and body shimmered due to the sheen of sweat on her skin.
With every thrust, Max swore she saw stars, her walls were practically throbbing as she neared her climax. Her moans and gasps had gone completely soundless, indicating she was about to orgasm any moment. It was clear that Chloe was also well aware, as Max heard her whisper words of encouragement, She registered them, though her brain didn’t process any of it. Max barely processed the fact that she had moved one of her arms and her hand was now clasping Chloe’s free hand.
Chloe winced when Max’ hand grabbed hers in a vice-like grip, fingers squeezing so hard that Max’ knuckles had turned white. But Chloe ignored the pain and instead focused on helping her girlfriend reach that blissful high and bring her to absolute ecstasy. She pulled the vibrator back out, leaning it against the hood above Max’ swollen clit, to avoid direct contact. It was when Max’ gasps became shrill that Chloe knew her girlfriend was literally on the very edge and thus, with a gentle nudge, Chloe pushed her over the edge and into her orgasm.
The sight was utterly mesmerizing, captivating Chloe’s heart in a way that was beyond her comprehension. A deep sense of love washed over her, strangely bringing tears to her eyes as Chloe was overwhelmed by a mix of emotions. She didn’t have the capability to wonder why and argue this wasn’t like her, as the wave of emotions was simply too overpowering to let any negative ones take over. Max’ beauty was otherworldly and shook her to the very core, making Chloe feel like she was about to burst with the amount of affection and adoration she felt. An intense need to protect Max grew in her chest, wanting to make sure the one she loved would never get hurt or harmed.
Chloe put away the vibrator after turning it off, vaguely making a mental note to clean it later on. She took a wipe from the drawer and cleaned off her left hand and moved to lie down beside Max, who was still riding out her orgasm. Chloe rested on her side, face level with Max’ and her left hand draped on Max’ stomach. Meanwhile her right hand played with her girlfriend’s hair, brushing bangs away from Max’ sweaty forehead. Chloe tried her damned hardest to keep more tears from spilling, but watching Max made it extremely hard. She was so madly in love, it was almost pathetic to her. As much as she had been filled with rage and anger once, she was now hella mushy and crying over how amazing and breathtakingly beautiful her best friend and girlfriend was. How immensely happy Max made her, even on the days where everything was bleak and her brain was nothing but static noise. Those days were the worst, but Max always managed to make her feel like she wouldn’t drown in them, that there was a reason for her to swim back to the surface, no matter how long it’d take her.