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Pearl had somehow found herself straddling and rutting against Gem's thigh, but she didn't mind it. Void knows why they were on the floor, her fingers threaded into Gem's hair.
Gem's hands were delicately placed on her waist, head slightly tilted back with the girl's head buried into her neck - the only thing stopping Gem from leaning back properly were the antlers that protruded from her curly ginger hair. She just looked so pretty and soft.
"... Gem..." Pearl said in a quiet mumble, her tail swishing against Gem's leg as she continued to shift back and forth against it.
"Yeah?" Gem asked, moving one hand to comb through Pearl's hair gently.
"Mmh..." Pearl hummed in response, if you could even call it that. She didn't expect Gem to ask her something, so she didnt know what to say. She didn't normally appreciate being treated like she was fragile or as if she was made of glass, but when Gem does it, she can't help but want more of it.
She impulsively sunk her teeth into her neck, before lapping at the blood, savouring the taste. Gem let out a quiet whimper, breathing heavier than before. It was barely a difference, she wasn't sure how she noticed such a small detail. She didn't really care.
At this point, Pearl was panting, her hips rolling against Gem's thigh. She tightened her grip on Gem's hair, contemplating whether to tug at it or not, but ultimately deciding not to.
Gem's hands slid against her waist, helping her grind against her. Pearl kept her mouth by the mark she left, it wasn't bleeding anymore. She pressed a kiss onto it before pulling back slightly.
Gem grabbed Pearl's shirt, careful to not hit her with her antlers, dragging her to quickly meet her lips, - they were nice and soft. She was so lucky–
The door clicked open.
Pearl snapped her head towards the sound, Gem following suit.
Mumbo entered, taking a good few steps into the room before realising what he had walked in on.
"Oh! Uhm– Sorry, mate..s, I'll just, uh, come back later. I guess?" He stumbled over his words, awkwardly stood a few steps away from them. His pale skin was quick to turn a light shade of pink, or maybe red. He then turned around and walked straight back out, mumbling something to himself.
Pearl might actually kill Mumbo.