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The woman's face was red and sweaty, her breathing was deep and uneven. Her chest moved to accommodate.
“Hey, baby, baby, pop,” a rougher voice pulled her from her thoughts. Fully blown pink eyes meet darker pink ones. “God Poppy, If I didn’t know better, you’d have me worried,”
Poppy giggled softly and let her eyes flutter closed. “Shut up,”
Barb snorted. “No can do baby,” she adjusted so she lay beside the woman, pulling her in. “How are you feeling?”
The woman turned her head into the bare chest of Barb. “I’m feeling like I’m on cloud nine, and I feel very loved,”
Poppy moved her hand to the others and smiled up at her. Barb kissed her deeply. “Good, you deserve it,”
“I don’t know that…”
The older woman pushed herself up and scoffed. “Oh don’t even pop tart. You’ve worked hard these past few days. I had to repay you some way, I know they arent,”
Poppy flushed and covered her face at the thought of what they had just gotten done. “You flatter me,”
“That’s my job baby,” Barb flopped back into the sheet and smirked. “Now,” a leg was thrown over tan skin and a smirk against her neck. “You got one more thank you in you?”
Poppy squealed and tilted her head up. “Oh, I don’t know,” her tone teasing. “Can I try something?”
“Whatever the queen wants,”
Poppy gently pushed the woman onto her back, effectively rolling up and straddling Barb's waist.
“Woah pop squeak,” Barb laughed and sat up a bit.
“Maybe I can get some stress out this way…?” Poppy flushed and closed her eyes. “I haven’t done anything like this-“
Barb snorted. “Riding?”
“Yeah that-“
“Well, good thing you have me hun?” Barb moved to sit up fully. Kissing her deeply. “Just do what feels right to you baby, go slow, listen to your body,” fingers trailing up the bare skin to lips. Body to body.
“Kiss me?” Poppy whispers.
Barb leaned in. “Of course baby,”