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“Who the fuck designs these things anyways.”
Sylvanas Windrunner prided herself on her intellect and tenacity, she’d never encountered a problem that she couldn’t solve either through sheer force of will or attrition but this . This was her greatest enemy yet.
Her fingers pulled ineffectively at the fastener that refused to tighten the straps of the harness properly around her hips.
“Godsfuckingdammit.” A short, amused sound spluttered out from the woman beneath her and Sylvanas’ gaze was drawn to teasing blue eyes looking back at her, teeth snagged on a full bottom lip as Jaina fought back the laughter that was trying to escape her.
“Jaina this is serious, this is- this is homophobia .”
Jaina wasn’t able to hold in her laughter this time and she nearly pushed Sylvanas off of her with the force with which her palm smacked into Sylvanas’ shoulder.
“Sorry-” Jaina cleared her throat trying and failing to regain her composure, clearly amused. “Sorry, you’re totally right. Homophobia. The designers had you in mind when they created this harness specifically I’m sure.” She looked off to the side. “If only someone had taken my advice and purchased a strap of their own, we wouldn’t have to make adjustments when we switch.”
Sylvanas’ mouth fell open with mock shock and she narrowed her eyes at Jaina. “I was being economical! It’s the designers I tell you, they don’t want me to reach my full potential.” She huffed and made another attempt to fasten the straps. Her efforts were foiled again.
“You know what, actually, fuck it.” She wasn’t about to let the blasted thing ruin the mood, they had so little time together as it was.
Sylvanas slipped the harness off easily. In the minutes that she had fiddled with it she hadn’t gotten the damn thing to tighten even a centimeter.
“Fuck it? I was promised a mind blowing experience, Sylvanas Windrunner,” Jaina teased as she wrapped her arms around Sylvanas’ shoulders when she lowered herself against her again, drawing the other woman close. Despite her words there wasn’t a hint of disappointment in her voice and she grinned up at Sylvanas as she watched her ears become more relaxed now that she wasn’t fighting a losing war against spandex and nylon.
Jaina stroked along the length of Sylvanas’ ears and delighted in her reaction as her eyes slid closed and she shivered slightly against her. When Sylvanas opened her eyes again her determination had returned, more present than ever in the steel grey glow of her gaze.
“You’re right, my mistake. I suppose I should have said fuck
you
, since that is what I intend to do. Thoroughly.”
Jaina’s eyes widened slightly and she slid her hand into the hair at the nape of Sylvanas’ neck, tugging lightly. “Cheesy” she laughed against her lips.
Sylvanas pushed the contact into a full kiss, groaning when their tongues brushed together. She couldn’t fathom why she'd spent even a single second wrestling with that damned harness when she could have been appreciating Jaina.
Callused hands roamed the expanse of Jaina’s body, fixating on full breasts, hips, thighs. Sylvanas broke the kiss with reluctance and began to make her way down as Jaina watched her eagerly. Briefly, she stopped at her breasts, taking one nipple into her mouth and then the other, relishing the small hitched gasps she was able to draw out of Jaina as a ruddy flush spread from her cheeks down her neck and to her chest, accentuating the constellation of freckles present there. Her hands ran up and down soft thighs, stroking lightly from hip to knee, squeezing as she pushed them further apart to lay between them.
She gazed up at Jaina as she lowered her mouth against her, delighting in the hungry look she leveled her with.
Jaina would admit under very little pressure that Sylvanas made good on her word. She caught her knuckles between her teeth when Sylvanas’ lips wrapped around her clit while skilled fingers worked inside her, bringing her hurtling close to the edge far faster than she had expected.
Her free hand tangled in the spill of Sylvanas’ hair and she rocked against her mouth, single minded in her pleasure. Sylvanas growled against her and she broke with a trembling moan, nearly overstimulated as Sylvanas didn’t slow and drew her to another peak that forced her to squeeze her eyes shut against it.
Sylvanas did slow, then. Licking her languidly through the aftershocks before she pulled away and placed a final kiss against her thigh before bringing herself back up to sprawl beside Jaina, appreciating how she lay trying to catch her breath, boneless and spent.
“Did I meet your expectations then? You know I always need a performance report, it’s a major character flaw of mine.” Sylvanas asked tracing light patterns between Jaina’s freckles as the flush slowly faded from her skin.
“Met and exceeded them as always,” Jaina smiled as she turned to face Sylvanas, her own hand raising to stroke along well-muscled shoulders.
“Good, I’d love to see that stupid harness manufacturer now that I’ve defied their will and made you come despite their best efforts.”
The slap of skin against skin sounded when Jaina’s palm smacked against Sylvanas again, and she broke down in a bout of laughter that nearly brought her to tears.