Yennefer straddled Tissaia’s waist, gazing down at her lover as she playfully pinned her down to the bed. Tissaia smiled up at her, her bottom lip gently pulled between her teeth as she gazed up into Yen’s glittering, gleeful eyes.
It had been so long since she had seen that look on her dearest one’s face.
Yennefer leaned down, the tip of her nose brushing against Tissaia’s, bringing the gentle flush of crimson to the elder woman’s cheeks as Yennefer’s hair tickled her exposed skin.
Yennefer slowly released Tissaia’s wrists, her hands coming down to gently cup the elder woman’s cheeks in her palms. She brushed her thumbs across each cheek, and traced the curve of her love’s lip with her right thumb, before leaning down to gently take those perfect lips into a tender kiss, letting herself linger in the moment for longer than necessary. These quiet moments were few and far between, so they each took full advantage of the time that they could spend together.
“You’re wearing my perfume.” Yen chuckled, pressing her nose to Tissaia’s neck as she breathed in the subtle hints of her perfume on her love’s skin.
“I am… Now I can take you with me wherever I go.” Tissaia purred, her hand coming up to tangle in the mess of raven locks that was Yennefer’s hair.
“Mmhm… Good.” Yen breathed, trailing kisses over Tissaia’s neck to her collarbone.
“Why is that, love?” Tissaia whispered, her back arching slightly off the mattress as Yenna nipped and sucked at her collarbone and chest.
“So that they know you’re mine.” Yen hummed, hips rocking against Tissaia’s as she slipped her lover’s shirt up over her head and tossed it across the room. “This beautiful body and the firey personality attached to it are all mine.”
Tissaia chuckled before a moan was pulled from her lips at the contact of Yen’s hands cupping her breasts.
“Mmhmm… Yes, darling… I’m all yours.” Tissaia huffed, breath hitching at Yenna pushed her closer to ecstacy.
They really were going to be taking full advantage of these few moments that they had together.