Vibe

Catra was trembling. She had been wearing this vibrator all day and Despara had been relentless with her teasing. The vibrator was nearly silent, but powerful enough to keep Catra on the edge.

Catra had strategy meetings which Despara had decided to attend if only to tease her further. No one dared to tell Despara she was not needed but Catra could have used the break.

She was only halfway through explaining her plan to the force captains when the vibrator sprang to life again. She clamped her thighs together and her grip on the table left grooves in the wake of her claws. She cut a glare at Despara who was lounging in her chair like she was just boredly listening, but her eyes burned with desire as she watched Catra.

Catra somehow managed to finish her instructions, glaring at anyone who seemed to be paying too much attention to her physical state. Despara didn’t need a reason to gut someone today. Once the meeting was complete, she dismissed the captains to prepare their teams.

The room emptied and the door closed before Catra turned to Despara. Despara was still lounging like she couldn’t care less but she was watching Catra with intense focus.

Catra walked over to Despara and sat herself down on Despara’s lap which the blond allowed. She seemed almost dismissive, but her keen focus was a dead giveaway. Despara sat back and put her hand on Catra’s back and the other on her knee to hold her in place. Catra could admit to herself that her desire was making her needy and all she wanted was to be covered in Despara’s scent. She purred as she nuzzled into Despara’s neck and gripped her cape to pull her closer.

“Ok, Kitten?” Despara checked in and Catra felt a warm bloom in her chest. She cared. Catra purred louder as she nuzzled. Despara apparently wanted a response and turned up the vibrator which caused Catra to wiggle with need.

“Mngh” Catra tried to hold on to her moan, but her mind was slipping into a single point of focus, and she desperately wanted Despara to stop teasing her and let her finish.

“Use your words, Kitten,” Despara whispered in her ear and Catra whimpered.

“Yes,” she said breathlessly, and the vibrator increased again. Catra moaned into Despara’s neck, biting into the soft skin she found there. Despara groaned softly and her hand flexed on Catra’s back. Catra rocked her hips forward, desperate for more pressure but finding none.

“Good girl,” Despara praised and Catra whimpered as Despara’s hand moved up her leg to the source of the vibration. She pressed two fingers against her, just enough to add pressure to the already intense stimulation. Catra bit harder into Despara’s neck as she stifled her moans in the skin and finally found her release.