Sam ran a hand down her hips, paused at her thighs. "What would you like me to wear?" The closet doors were open to their left, sweaters and skirts and satin pants bulging out of its tiny space and beckoning to her.
"Nothing," Penny said, standing behind Sam in the mirror, and pressed her greasy lipstick into Sam's neck. Penny skimmed her fingers along Sam's stomach, pulled her close. Ran one hand lower, one higher, as she breathed soft in Sam's ear.
"I can't, I thought we were--" Sam got her breathing under control, though she couldn't help but lean into Penny's deft fingers. "I thought this was a make-over."
"It is," Penny assured, fingers firm and confident in places Sam had never let her longtime boyfriend touch. "But I didn't say of what."
Sam made a noise that even she couldn't identify as protest or encouragement.
"Really, Sam," Penny said, voice fondly amused as her eyes stared into Sam's in the mirror. "I told you to take off your underwear. I'm not subtle."
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Date: 2008-04-17 02:36 am (UTC)"Nothing," Penny said, standing behind Sam in the mirror, and pressed her greasy lipstick into Sam's neck. Penny skimmed her fingers along Sam's stomach, pulled her close. Ran one hand lower, one higher, as she breathed soft in Sam's ear.
"I can't, I thought we were--" Sam got her breathing under control, though she couldn't help but lean into Penny's deft fingers. "I thought this was a make-over."
"It is," Penny assured, fingers firm and confident in places Sam had never let her longtime boyfriend touch. "But I didn't say of what."
Sam made a noise that even she couldn't identify as protest or encouragement.
"Really, Sam," Penny said, voice fondly amused as her eyes stared into Sam's in the mirror. "I told you to take off your underwear. I'm not subtle."
Sam couldn't help but agree.