﹢ this. if she has to think about it … 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠.
“but if th͟i͟s is what it gets me,” she continues, fingertips creeping beneath the hem of lena’s blouse. “we’re gunna have to start sending them away more often.”
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“oh, god, you don’t have to tell me,” she drawls, instinct taking over ﹕ hands to hips, a subtle tilt giving lena unfettered access to wherever her heart desires. she’s far too aware of the last time she’s had goosebumps like ﹢
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she nods her head, taking it upon herself to straddle her wife’s lap. there was no holding her back now.
“it is. it’s not often we have the house to ourselves.” lena whispers as she +
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“I didn’t even know I was missing something until I found you, but now I don’t know how I got through a day without what you’ve given me. You’re my soul mate. Nothing has ever been truer in my life. You’ve filled all the cracks in my heart and made me better.”
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oh yeah? what kind of celebration is she thinking about?
stef chuckles, wrapping both arms around lena to pull her in close. no kids to worry about. no interruptions. just the two of them with the space to breathe.
“it’s a good ﹢
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“who says i’m still not wanting hot?” she smirks, another hum leaving her mouth at the touch of her lips upon the corner of her mouth.
a child free house. this called for celebration.
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considering their luck? she better not finish that thought.
“if you wanted it hot, you coulda called me,” she drawls, kisses creeping closer to lena’s mouth.
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she immediately softens under her touch, her head coming to rest upon her shoulder. if anyone were to disturb them right now, she would happily commit murder.
“some like it hot.” she shamefully admits.
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“whatcha watchin’?” she manages between the barrage of kisses to lena’s cheek, melting into her wife’s side.
“hey——don’t stop the fun on my behalf.”
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she immediately looks up from the film she had stuck on in hopes to cure her boredom ( news flash, it didn’t. )
“never.” she responds with a smile, hand placed to her thigh.
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“there you are,” stef hums, creaking down the stairs in her favourite sweats. she breezes into the living room, sinks down onto one end of the sofa.
“i was starting to think you ran out on me.”
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