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Their next kiss had desperation in it; Rubie could taste their equal desire, rising like a wave that threatened to drench them both, so that when Anna pulled away, she felt the loss as a pang.
“Rubie, sweet girl, I want…” Anna was almost panting, as if Rubie had stolen each of her breaths with her kisses. “I want you.”
“Please Mommy, please,” she replied, and when Anna stood, she followed less elegantly, stumbling to her feet, and taking the hand offered to her as if it was where hers had always belonged.
Anna pulled her forwards until they were at the entrance to the bedroom. “You know we can stop at any time,” said Anna.
“I know,” said Rubie, “but please don’t Mommy.”
The noise Anna made then was somewhere between a moan and a growl, and Rubie found herself being pushed forward onto the bed, until she lay on her back, looking up at where Anna braced herself above her.
And then she was being thoroughly kissed all over again, and Anna’s hands were running all over her, dancing across the thin cotton that prevented them from touching skin to skin.
Rubie felt her nipples responding, tighten, as sensitive as they’d been back when she’d first started hormones. Fuck that felt good. She said as much, and Anna pulled her lips away from Rubie’s and pressed them up against her neck.
“What feels good, baby girl?”
“Everything, Mommy,” she said. “Everything.”
“No no,” said Anna. “I want specifics.”
“My nipples,” said Rubie.
That was clearly the right response, because the next thing she knew, Anna was tugging at the buttons on her shirt. “You want me to take this off, to touch you skin to skin?”
“Fuck yes, please pleaseplease, Mommy!”
Anna tugged, once, twice, and then harder a third time and buttons went flying every which way, and Rubie gasped as the cool air hit her skin.
She wasn’t wearing a bra; she’d experimented with them when she’d first grown her breasts, dizzy with gender euphoria, but now she liked how they looked, perky on her larger frame. Soft handfuls amidst softer curves.
Anna swore at the sight of them. “Damn if you aren’t the most delicious thing I’ve ever seen, baby girl,” she said.
“Can I see you too?” she asked, shyly.
In one swift movement, Anna discarded her shirt, sitting up and stretching her arms and torso as she did. Rubie stared, entranced. Anna’s breasts were smaller than hers, but they looked perfect, and she gazed at them longingly. She wanted touch, feel, lose herself in this woman who looked at her with so much care, with so much affection.
“Touch me, please,” she whispered, and this time when Anna did so, it was with a tenderness that made tears prick behind Rubie’s eyelids.
Taking Rubie’s nipple into her mouth, Anna’s hands held her close, caressing and stroking and making Rubie long for more. Made her ask for more.
“Please, more,” she begged, her yearning colouring her voice.
“Where’s your lube?” asked Anna gruffly, and when Rubie gestured towards the bag that she’d gotten the picture book out of, Anna grabbed it and hauled it up onto the bed beside them.
It was then that Rubie remembered what else was inside the bag.
She hid her face as Anna opened it and gave a low whistle. “Well well well, Rubie girl, what do we have here?”
“I forgot,” she said, embarrassed, but Anna was chuckling to herself in delight, and as well as grabbing the bottle of lube, Rubie could hear her fetch something else. “What…I mean…I…?”
“Yellow,” said Anna, and leaned forward to kiss her. “Can we check in quickly?”
Rubie nodded.
“You’ve got some fun stuff packed in here. Would you be okay with us using them together?”
She flushed, but nodded again.
