Tilly smirked at the abbreviation of their name and removed their hand to begin tugging on her slacks. Once they were off, Tilly dropped to their knees and hooked their arms around Savannah’s knees to pull her closer to them.
“Oh!”
Her head dropped back to the mattress as Tilly’s tongue played with the damp fabric, still teasing her. Wrapping an arm around each thigh, they pulled her in closer, their nose pressing against her clit.
“Fuck Til-” Savannah groaned.
Tilly hummed with satisfaction against her, causing another wave of heat to wash through her.
Savannah’s hands slid down and began pushing at the waistband of her panties.
“Please, I need to feel you on me,” she said softly, her eye contact suddenly unsure.
Tilly nodded and helped slide the ruined fabric from her body. Once free, Savannah shivered in anticipation.
“Antsy are you?” they asked with a teasing lilt.
Savannah shook her head vigorously, “Please, just-”
Tilly’s tongue found the sensitive flesh between her legs, effectively shutting Savannah up. She let out a moan as Tilly’s mouth began to work her into a heated frenzy.
“Oh fuck…” Tilly had added a hand to their touch, fingers playing with her clit.
Savannah choked on air when they gently slid a finger inside her. Slowly, they began to thrust with their hand, still keeping their rhythm with their mouth.
Tilly’s name rolled off Savannah’s lips, and her voice broke as she spoke.
“More- please.”
Tilly obliged, inserting a second finger. They sat back on their heels to give her what she asked for, putting more pressure behind their thrusts.
They felt her orgasm before they heard it, Savannah going silent and cutting off her own air supply.
“Breathe.” They said, their voice deep and raspy.
She still didn’t.
“Savannah, you need to breathe.”
She gasped for air, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. Tilly’s hand slowed as they removed their fingers.
They stood and lay down gently next to Savannah while she caught her breath.
She threw an arm over her face, but not before Tilly could see the blush creeping up her cheeks.
“You okay?” they asked.
Savannah nodded. “Just need a minute…”
Though she couldn’t see them, they nodded and waited for her to come down. Their fingers found the ends of her hair and twisted them around their fingertips.
Savannah peeked out from under her arm.
“What are you doing?”
Tilly’s hand froze. “Playing with your hair.”
Savannah smiled. “Okay.”
