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Every sigh and whine that leaves Adora seems to be louder than the last as Catra fills her. She loves when Adora gets like this. Her sounds are some of the hottest things Catra has ever heard, but with all their friend sleeping in other rooms in this rickety cabin, it's not going to work out tonight.
"You have to be quiet." She urges, keeping her hips rocking at the same steady pace.
"I—Cat—" Now it's Adora's eyes that scream at her. How am I supposed to keep quiet like this?
Catra slows down, which only brings a more desperate whine from Adora. She's been fucking Adora for a good while, more than she intended to when she envisioned a quickie before bed.
Catra leans down and kisses the blonde, who responds eagerly. Catra can taste the reckless want on Adora's lips, and she can't help but respond. Catra's throbbing too, craving release of her own—and what she really wants is to watch Adora come apart.
"Hmmm, princess. I'll tell you what." Catra whispers in Adora's ear. She quickly jogs her hips forward and the little grunts and sighs are back. She stops again to a frustrated growl, blue eyes flashing at her. Catra hides her smirk in Adora's neck for a moment before leaning back so she can look at her girlfriend.
Adora is flushed—pink and pretty all over. Catra has to hold herself back from just forgetting the whole idea of being considerate of everyone's sleep schedule and just pulling Adora's leg over her shoulder so she can fuck her in earnest.
Instead, she takes a deep breath. "You're going to be quiet for me." She says sternly. She moves her thumb over Adora's lips. "You're a good girl, right princess?" She runs her finger over Adora's bottom lip. It's so soft and her bottom lip pops open in surprise the moment Catra touches it.
"Yes. Your good girl." She adds breathlessly, eyes wide in excitement. Adora's breath comes faster as she eyes Catra before her gaze narrows onto her finger.
Catra smirks down at Adora. "My good girls suck." She taps her thumb on Adora's lip and the blonde understands the message.
She immediately envelops Catra's thumb in her mouth, sucking like she's sucked on Catra's strap when they've played, eager to please Catra at a moment’s notice.
Catra pulls her finger away for a moment, leaning her head forward. "Do you think I need to get more lube?" She asks cautiously. Catra had been careful and generous when she'd stretched Adora's ass with her fingers, but it had been a little while ago.
Adora shakes her head. "No, I just—can you touch me while you fuck me?"
Catra smirks. "Whatever you want princess, as long as you stay quiet." She reminds Adora of the necessity she's turned into a game.
Adora smirks and this time takes Catra's index finger into her mouth, sucking and bobbing on it. The way her eyes darken as she looks at Catra makes her feel like the only woman on the planet.
Catra ruts her hips forward and now Adora manages to keep more silent, only the wet sound of her sucking and occasional breathing is present. Catra reaches down between them with her free hand, grabbing Adora's cock in her hands. The veins stand out and she can tell Adora swallows down a hiss when Catra touches her.
Adora is not often in the mood to be touched like this, but Catra is always game when she is. Catra moves her hips in shorter strokes as she palms Adora in her hand.
The slap of their skin is something Catra can't do much about she supposes, anyone overhearing will just have to deal with it. Adora breathes faster as she looks up into Catra's eyes, sucking furiously at her finger. Catra switches back to her thumb so she can brace down on her elbow and fuck Adora harder.
As the rhythm changes, Adora shuts her eyes tightly for a brief second and Catra can feel Adora’s teeth grazing her thumb. Then, her eyes are wide and her body trembling, unable to do much more than hold on. Catra pumps Adora softly, keeping her hips pushing in and out of her gaping hole.
Adora comes, her cum spurting between them on her own chest and she damn near bites Catra's finger off. Her whole body sags and she's a vision—cock twitching, her whole torso painted pearlescent white with the expression of a woman who's been thoroughly fucked. Not to mention her ass open and welcoming, still twitching around Catra's strap.
"I can't believe you came so quiet." Catra is impressed—she figured she'd have to muffle Adora’s cries with a pillow or something.
Adora huffs. "I'm a good girl." It's petulant and Catra can't help but let out a short laugh.
"You're the best girl, princess." She assures, placing soft kisses on her cheeks. She presses closer, uncaring of the sticky substance between them. "I'm going to pull out and get us something to clean up with, okay?" Thankfully, Catra had the foresight to nab one of the rooms with an adjoining bathroom.
Adora pouts but nods. "Fine. I'm tired anyway." Her words are resigned but her voice is mostly disappointed.
Catra skims her nose to Adora's. "I can't live buried inside you. I have to be a functional member of society you know."
Adora smirks, giving her a short kiss. "I happen to think that you fucking me is very productive."
Catra shakes her head with a smile. "You would think that." She slowly pulls out, letting Adora adjust as she removes the strap. She'd opted for one on the smaller side given that they were on vacation and had to fit space for all kinds of stuff in their bags. "I'll be right back, okay?"
Adora nods sleepily. "Hurry. You know I can't sleep on my back."
Catra rolls her eyes. "Yes, your highness."
She makes quick work of the harness, wiping down the strap and leaving it in the bathroom. She'd give it a more thorough wash in the morning. She grabbed two or three towels, using one that she wet to wipe herself off.
When she returns to the bedroom, Adora is snoring—on her back—as Catra suspected. She moves quickly, wiping most of her torso down, then lower, until they were as clean as they could be without a shower.
Catra tosses the towels on the ground, that's tomorrow's problem too. She lets herself look at Adora for a moment—she's so soft when she's asleep, the perfect vision of an angel.
Her eyes flutter open for a moment and she catches Catra's stare. She reaches a sleepy hand out and touches Catra's arm. "Love you." She murmurs.
Catra pulls her close, relaxing into the bed. "I love you too, Adora." She’s almost positive that Glimmer and Mermista will give them shit in the morning if they heard any of their lovemaking, but it will be well worth it.