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From the moment she received the engagement ring, Pat had begun planning the wedding with an almost childish smile and frenzy. Prem would stop to look at her every now and then, feeling her heart beating fast as if it, too, understood her sweetness and wanted to protect her at all costs. Furthermore- and this was something the doctor loved dearly- Pat shared everything with her. She asked her for advice, ideas, and when they had differing opinions, they both tended to find a compromise with an ease that almost made TV couples envious.
Planning the wedding with the actress seemed almost natural. As if the universe had already decided years ago that they would end up together, so everything flowed seamlessly between them.
Fragments of images came back to her, and Prem found herself thinking about how complicated and unromantic it had been to prepare to marry Thawat. Back then, it all seemed like a formal contract. Prem chose (or rather, her parents chose things for her, and she nodded), then informed her future husband who agreed to everything without even looking.
Then, the doctor blinked and found Pat presenting her with different types of cakes, flowers, and locations for the ceremony, knowing that the power was shared equally between them both.
The contrast between the past and the present was yet another sign that Prem had made the right choice. She would never regret choosing Pat. Choosing to marry her.
The event itself was quiet. Calm. Only their friends and Pat's family were invited.
<<Do you want to try inviting your parents?>> her fiancée had asked.
Prem had looked at the invitations thoughtfully. There was a part of her that wanted to send it, at least to show them she was healed and no longer needed them. But another part of her, perhaps still hurt, didn't want them to react in any way and ruin her moment.
So, in the end, she refused. But the doctor had still felt the warmth of a united family; of a group of people who loved and cared for her (and when Prem said: "I do," Bow had shouted: "That's my sister from another mister!" and Pat had looked at the smile on the doctor's face with such intensity that it made her realize she would never be alone again.)
The ceremony continued as calmly as ever. A group of paparazzi tried to take photos, but Pat's parents had hired highly skilled security personnel, so no one was allowed beyond a certain perimeter. And they had all preserved their privacy and peace of mind.
Finally, to avoid overexerting the actress (or former actress), they had decided not to leave for their honeymoon immediately. After the event, they simply returned to their home and, proving she was still prone to tiring too quickly, Pat fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Prem wanted to make fun of her, at least a little. After all, moments earlier, in the car, her wife had whispered in her ear all the things they would do together... only to then fall asleep like a child. Sure, she would have done it without malice, but she couldn't pass up the opportunity.
The next morning, despite her tiredness from the previous day, Prem was the first to wake up. Her body was still accustomed to certain times and she couldn't control her biological clock. Out of habit, as she went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, she turned on the TV for company. A secondary channel was talking about their marriage.
She was pouring coffee into two mugs when the show's host officially announced that Pat was retiring from the show business. Prem, therefore, glanced at the screen, imagining how the actress' fans might react. Her wife was building a great career, after all. She was well-liked by many, and many had shown her support after the accident. It certainly hadn't been an easy choice. She only hoped Pat would be understood, since the younger woman was relatively sensitive and wouldn't have tolerated certain comments.
<<I forgot the announcement was coming this morning>> a hoarse voice murmured.
Prem turned to find the her wife still scratching one eye, looking sleepy. Her other eye, in fact, was watching the show.
<<I can change to a different channel, if it bothers you>> the doctor said immediately. The other woman shook her head.
Then, she glanced at her suddenly. Prem understood the exact moment Pat remembered. Indeed, the younger woman's expression brightened alarmingly. A few moments later, the girl approached her and wrapped her arms around her waist.
<<Good morning, my dear wife>> Pat exclaimed, planting a kiss on her cheek. The older woman laughed, returning the hug.
<<Good morning, lovely wife>> she replied with equal enthusiasm. Pat closed her eyes, throwing her head back as if she'd tasted something tasty.
<<Mh, I'm already in love with the sound! Can I ask you to repeat it for me...like...all the time?>> she asked hopefully. She was still so sweet. So innocent and almost childish...in the good sense of the word. Prem feared she might melt.
<<Of course. Whatever my wife wants, she will get it>> she whispered, giving Pat a quick kiss on the lips. It was quick because the younger woman had just woken up and hadn't had a chance to wash up yet. In fact, Prem had already indulged her a bit too much.
<<Can I help you make something?>> Pat asked, looking toward the kitchen counter.
<<Go wash up, I'll take care of it. To make up for it, though, you'll have to make lunch>> the doctor reassured her. Her wife laughed, nodding as if to show her it was a perfect compromise.
As the brunette walked away toward the bathroom, the TV host explained that Pat wasn't the only one they'd "lost" that morning. In fact, it seemed another actress's manager had announced that her client was leaving for New York, leaving her hectic life behind. Pat paused to watch the report, while the phrase "she might have done it for the love of a woman" scrolled across the screen with strange filters.
<<Do you know her?>> Prem asked curiously.
<<P'Ploy and I met at a fashion show, years ago. She's not a friend of mine, but obviously I know who she is. Although... I stopped because of the sign. I wonder if she, too, has decided to leave showbiz for love>> Pat admitted with a shrug.
<<Well, if that's the case, I'd say both her girlfriend and I are two very lucky women>> the doctor commented with a small smile. Pat looked up, her happiness shining again.
<<I'm afraid I have to disagree. I'm clearly the lucky one>> the actress said, giving her a knowing wink.
Prem shook her head, returning her focus to the kitchen. This was their first morning together as a married couple, and if the future held such moments, they would truly have a very happy life together.
***
Two weeks later, they left for their honeymoon. They decided to choose the hotel near the beach: the one that had led them to meet that first time (when Pat was still a threat and Prem was struggling with herself) and where they had spent their first weekend as "girlfriends".
That place had "grown" with them and, obviously, they couldn't help but make it the background for those important days.
As soon as they arrived, they decided to face the heat by going to the pool.
Pat floated in the water, her stomach pointing skyward, and Prem studied the two scars. In the end, she had decided against plastic surgery to heal her skin. Even if she would take a few jobs in show business, sporadically, she didn't want to hide such a significant part of her past.
"If they don't like it, never mind. Something else will come", the girl had replied when Ticha asked her: "What if they tell you to cover them up? Or what if you lose some jobs because of them?". Prem admired her more and more every day. Her warrior. So confident, calm, and in control.
That evening, they decided to go to the bar (yes, they were reenacting the moments that had characterized one of their first meetings, though not in chronological order). They sat in the same seats, and as they sipped their drinks, Pat put on a small smile.
<<I can't get the memory of you saving me like a movie heroine out of my head>> the younger woman murmured, biting her lower lip.
<<Anyone would have done that>> Prem commented, realizing she was referring to those three homophobes who had almost attacked her and whom the doctor had stopped in time.
<<That's not true. In fact, I also remember the people around us, filming. You were the only one who decided to help me. Without hesitation>> Pat admitted.
<<Okay, let's just say... maybe I was already feeling a little protective of you. Just a little>> the older woman said, placing her thumb and forefinger very close together. Pat burst out laughing.
<<I'll pretend to believe you>> she muttered, raising her eyebrows. The doctor rolled her eyes.
<<Can I make a confession instead?>> the actress asked.
<<Sure>>
<<When I arrived, you were talking to two boys, and I...got really jealous>> she admitted.
<<What?>> Prem exclaimed, incredulous.
Pat? Jealous? She'd never seen Pat jealous. Sure, she'd been just as protective when she'd seen Prem with Thawat, but...she didn't think she'd ever had to deal with a jealous outburst from her wife. On the contrary, perhaps it was Prem who had caused them more.
<<I felt jealous because they saw you...honest, light-hearted, without filters. You were comfortable with them, and it was clear you trusted them. I thought I'd never have that side of you>> Pat explained with a shrug.
<<So you decided to go on the offensive?>> Prem teased, taking her hand to silently show her that that was in the past. Now, they were each other's safe haven, and nothing would ever change that.
<<I've never wanted anyone as much as I wanted...as much as I want you, P'Prem. I may have been too direct and sometimes out of place, but everything I did was done with good intentions>> the younger woman justified herself, using that small, adorable tone she usually used first thing in the morning when Prem tried to coax her out of bed.
<<I want you to know that those two boys are just my friends. In fact, to be honest, they were the ones who helped me realize I was in love with you. They told me what symptoms to watch for...>> the older woman said. Pat raised an eyebrow curiously.
<<Really? Then I absolutely have to meet them. I have to thank them>> she said. <<What did they tell you? What "symptoms should you have been watching for"?>> Pat quoted her directly.
<<Ah, you know, the classic: palpitations, stomach churning. Everything I feel when you're by my side>> Prem replied calmly and confidently. Pat wet her lips, smiling.
<<Smooth, Phi. Very smooth>> she said.
<<Now, can I confess something to you?>> the doctor spoke up.
<<Of course>>
<<I was taken aback to hear you say you were jealous. In all the time we've been together, I don't think I've ever seen you overreact>> the older woman admitted.
<<Teerak, I don't know how to say this without sounding crazy... but I am jealous even of the sun caressing your skin?>> Pat confessed.
<<I think I'm just good at holding back my reactions because I'm an actress. But I can assure you, I keep an eye on every person who looks at you more than they should. Every time you smile at a waitress, I think: "Can the young lady fight? Because I'm going to fight for P'Prem's love">> she added, making her laugh cheerfully with the last sentence.
<<And that idiot you were with? If you were in my mind, you would have felt pity for him. I think I punched him in the face so many times in my fantasies>> the actress finished.
<<I doubt I could feel pity for Thawat. But...really, Pat? I've never noticed that before>>
<<Look at her smiling because she finds out she has a jealous wife!>> the younger woman teased.
<<Quoting a wise woman: "It's hot when you get possessive over me">> the doctor reminded her.
<<Are you using my own words against me, Mrs. Tharanisorn?>>
<<And what do you plan to do about it?>> Prem teased, leaning slightly closer to her. Pat bit her own lower lip, then looked her wife up and down intently.
<<Let's go back to the room now>> the actress whispered, taking her hand.
***
<<Sit down>> Pat said, placing her hands on her wife's shoulders to guide her.
Prem made a surprised noise, letting the younger woman push her where she wanted. Their conversation must have awakened something in the brunette. In fact, her eyes shone with an almost...mischievous light; undoubtedly amused.
When they'd gone up to the bedroom, Prem had expected her wife to react quickly and impatiently, as it was her nature. Instead, Pat had told her to take a shower and get comfortable. Secondly, she'd done the same. As soon as she'd emerged from the bathroom, wearing her own silk robe, she'd given her the order. The doctor was still very confused, not knowing what to expect.
Pat placed her hands on her wife's shoulders, slowly circling her. Prem tried to follow the younger woman with her gaze, stopping when her neck muscles prevented her from rolling her head like an owl. She was only blinded for a few seconds, as her wife then appeared on the other side.
<<Pat?>> she called.
<<It's all right. You're safe with me. But... if at any time you want to stop, just say so. No "ifs, ands, or buts">> her wife reassured her, flashing her a calm, honest smile. Prem relaxed her shoulders, feeling less tense.
<<What are you planning, my spoiled girl?>> she asked.
Pat smiled, then moved her hands to untie her silk sash, removing it from the belt loops and thus causing the nightgown to open at the sides. Prem swallowed, recognizing that, underneath, there was one of those satin robes that had always made her lose her mind, even before they were together; when Pat only enjoyed teasing her.
<<May I?>> the younger woman asked kindly, nodding at the belt.
Prem thought carefully, knowing the younger woman would accept any answer without hesitation. However, it had been a while since their first time together, and they'd had time to experiment. And that...that turned out to be something new that the doctor seemed to accept. So, she nodded.
Gently, then, Pat guided her mor's arms behind the chair. Then Prem felt the soft fabric of the sash against her wrists. Being made of silk, it didn't hurt. However, the sensation was still new to her, and she still found herself shivering. When the actress tightened the knot, she quickly ran her middle and index fingers between the rope and the skin of Prem's wrist, making sure it wasn't too tight. The older woman knew she hadn't tightened too much, but still, almost instinctively, she tested the rope and tried to pull her wrists away.
<<No, you'll hurt yourself>> Pat warned her. <<Like I said, if you don't want it, if you don't like it, or if it gets too much... just tell me. And if you want me to untie your hands, I'll do it right now>> she reassured her again.
<<Sorry>> Prem murmured, holding her hands still. At that point, she began to breathe slowly until her arms relaxed naturally.
<<Go ahead>> she added, giving the actress the green light.
<<Remember what you said? You used my words against me>> Pat said. Prem nodded.
<<And I thought: "I want to show P'Prem she's wrong. That the only one who gets really sexy when jealous is her. But how do I do that? Sure: I make her jealous">> the younger woman explained.
Prem narrowed her eyebrows. Surely, no one else would come. This was clear in the doctor's subconscious mind. However, her eyes still rested on the front door, as if she feared someone might actually come in. That would have been a huge "no" for her.
<<Don't worry, it'll be just the two of us>> Pat said, as if reading her mind.
<<So...how...why should I get jealous?>> the doctor asked. Her wife gently caressed her cheek, smiling mischievously.
Thus, Pat let the nightgown fall to the ground, then she removed her own satin robe. Prem held her breath, while she looked at her wife skin as if it was the first time; as if she didn't know it already. The doctor looked at the scars, then she moved to the flat and toned stomach. There, she bit her bottom lip when she looked at the pierced skin right above her navel. The younger woman had told her she'd gotten the piercing as a teenager, during a rebellious phase. Then, she'd removed it when she started acting. Prem cursed herself for not having met the girl sooner, because...well, because she knew Pat would look incredibly sexy with the piercing.
<<My eyes are up here, teerak>> the actress teased her.
<<What are you planning to do?>> the doctor asked, as she cocked her head to the side.
<<I already told you...I want you to get jealous>> she replied.
Then, she straddled Prem's legs. Since the latter was wearing an oversized sweater, their skins touched. Prem couldn't tell which of them felt warmer to the touch.
<<I still don't understand>> the doctor whispered, as she gulped.
<<Because, instead of thinking, you're looking at my chest>> the actress murmured.
<<You know what I think about your chest>> the older woman replied. Pat laughed, thus breaking character- or whatever it was that she was doing. Morever, the brunette cleared her throat and she got serious again. If she hadn't been tied up to a chair, Prem would have knelt down before her wife to compliment her professionalism.
<<Oh, I know. And it will be your undoing, Phi>> Pat whispered. The doctor, who was stuck in a universe of her own, didn't quite hear, so she moved forwards to be able to reach her wife's breasts.
Resistance.
Prem looked down at her shoulder, seeing the other woman's hand there. Taking advantage of her confusion, Pat pushed her back until her back was pressed against the chair.
<<No...no>> Prem murmured, finally understanding what was going to happen. She looked up, trying to find a breach in Pat's heart.
The actresse struggled for a second, but then she shook her head.
<<My heart>> the doctor tried again.
<<I love you>> Pat said. <<But I'd start...here. Just because it's your weak spot>> she added.
Dark eyes followed the way Pat's firm and pale hand moved down her own chest. Greedily, Prem traced the movement with the lethal precision of a predator, especially when the younger woman's fingers wrapped around her nipple and she tugged it slowly. Prem moaned and her legs clenched. Pat, obviously, felt it under her own skin.
<<Look at you>> the actress whispered. The doctor narrowed her eyebrows, deciding she could try a second time. She tried to lunge forward, but was stopped again and slumped back against the chair.
<<Be good or I'll leave you here all night long>> the younger woman threatened her.
Prem made a disgruntled noise, but then sat back in her chair and decided to listen to her. Then, and only then, did Pat resume exploring her body. As her fingers moved, moving down toward her stomach or up, the doctor's watchful eyes followed her almost enviously.
<<You find that funny, don't you?>> the older woman murmured. Only then did Pat realize that a betraying smile had escaped her.
<<You know I love winning>> she replied. Then, she frowned and dragged her fingers under her navel. Despite the situation, Prem decided to help her out and she spread her legs to allow Pat to reach her destination without obstacles. In fact, the actress was able to touch her own center.
<<Pat>> the doctor whispered as she licked her lips. <<Please>>
<<If only you could touch me...>> Pat whispered back. Immediately after, in a very theatrical manner, the actress threw her head back and moaned louder as soon as she started to trace circles on her clit. Meanwhile, her other hand - under the guise of using Prem's shoulder as a source of balance - applied pressure to ensure that her wife could not move forward.
<<Why are you doing this to me?>> Prem asked.
<<Because you like it too, otherwise you would have already told me to stop>> the younger woman teased again. Pat bit her lower lip, enjoying the warm sensation that spread across her stomach and chest as she saw the stern look her wife had given her. But yet, she still didn't tell her to stop.
<<Pat, please...>> she murmured a few moments later, keeping her gaze down. At that point, the younger woman decided to end the torture for both of them and she penetrated herself with her middle finger. They both moaned, as if their body were so connected they could feel pleasure at the same time, even though only one of them was really reacting to a stimulus.
<<Pat...>>
<<I feel so good, P'Prem>> the actress gasped, as she arched her hips to meet her own thrusts.
<<I can help you feel even better>>
And Pat knew that very well. But by then, she'd decided she had to tease her to the point of exhaustion. Besides, Prem's frustration was so exciting that the actress would have been a fool not to enjoy it until the very last minute. There was nothing more beautiful than seeing a woman who'd spent her entire life keeping everything under control finally surrender it to someone who loved her and wanted the best for her. In fact, as soon as her little show was over, Pat had every intention in the world of rewarding her wife for her patience.
But she had to wait. So, to avoid giving in to her temptation, the younger girl brought her lips to her wife's cheek and kissed her. That way, they could no longer look into each other's eyes, but their faces were so close that they could feel each other's warmth.
<<Are you mine?>> Pat asked softly, trailing kisses along the skin of Prem's neck. She nodded.
<<Say it out loud, please>> the younger woman murmured, finding a better angle to restart her movements now that she had changed position.
<<I'm yours>> Prem replied verbally.
<<Do you love me?>> the actress asked again.
<<You're the love of my life>> the older woman replied. The younger one couldn't help but smile, then placed a gentle bite against the skin of the doctor's neck.
<<Even when I tease you?>> Pat asked curiously. It was clearly a test.
<<Especially when you tease me>> Prem said without hesitation. Test passed with flying colors.
Pat clenched her fist around her wife's oversize shirt, and she moaned straight into her ear. Prem stiffened again. When their eyes met, the actress saw a fire she'd never seen before. Or rather, she'd only seen it once: Nam had called and Prem... Prem had made it clear to everyone that Pat belonged to only one person. To her.
<<If you cum and I'm not between your legs, you're gonna regret it, Naphak>> the doctor promised with her jaw clenched.
Pat shivered, both at the words and at the knowledge that she'd almost pushed her over the edge. Prem was always so composed. So calm. So quiet. Knowing she was the only one who could give her those sensations; making her lose her temper like that...perhaps that was more exciting than anything else in the world.
<<Teerak, but you are between my legs>> the actress teased her and, by doing so, Pat pushed her right over the edge.
When Prem's hands shot forward, Pat smiled. She knew it wouldn't take her long to realize that the knot hadn't been too tight and, more importantly, that it had been positioned so that even the doctor, completely alone, could untie it with her own hands. Whether Prem had realized this long ago and decided to just play along, or whether Pat had actually been distracting her until then, was a question for later.
In that moment, in fact, the only thing that mattered was that they could finally touch each other. Prem's arm wrapped around Pat's back, holding her still so she couldn't move. The actress smiled again, happily welcoming her doctor's skilled hands upon her. Prem entered her with her middle and ring finger and she was finally able to feel how warm and wet Pat was for her.
<<Are you okay?>> Prem asked her softly, making sure there were no problems.
<<I'm fine, my love>> Pat replied, placing a kiss on her forehead. With her confirmation, Prem started to move her fingers. Inside and out, finding the right rythm soon enough to push Pat over the edge.
<<Phi...>> Pat whispered sweetly.
<<You're so beautiful, Pat>> her wife whispered back. She moved forwards, so she could kiss the younger woman's neck. <<And you're all mine>>
As soon as Prem's lips wrapped around Pat's breast, tugging at the nipple, Pat's hips leaped up. The doctor bit at it gently, before soothing the feeling with her warm tongue. The actress moaned again.
<<P'...I...>> she tried to warn her when she felt her legs shaking.
<<I know. It's alright. Cum for me?>> Prem murmured, raising her eyes slightly so they could look at each other.
When Prem curled her fingers in just the right way, stimulating that spot, Pat's mouth opened in a silent gasp. Then, her orgasm hit her. She clenched the doctor's shirt, while the first wave of pleasure shook her from head to toe.
<<You're so good, Pat. So sweet>> Prem praised her, as she helped her come down from her high.
After a few seconds, the actress leaned forward and nestled her cheek against her wife's shoulder. In response, her wife stroked her hair with her left hand. Her right hand, however, was still between them, though it wasn't doing anything in particular.
<<Are you okay?>> Prem asked. Pat nodded, slowly raising her head and giving her a thumbs-up.
<<Are you okay, P'Prem? Was it too much for you?>> she asked worriedly.
<<Don't worry, it was perfect>> Prem murmured, placing a kiss against her hair.
It didn't take Pat long to catch her breath, so she settled herself more firmly on her wife's lap and gave her a deep kiss. Prem grabbed the actress's lower lip between her teeth, tugging it lightly.
<<Do you think... do you think I could return the favor?>> the doctor asked softly. Pat cocked her head to the side, looking at her curiously.
<<Do you want to tie me up, P'Prem?>> the younger woman teased with an amused grin.
<<I don't want you to get hurt or overexert yourself>> the eldest admitted. The actress smiled, finding her the sweetest woman in the universe.
<<But at the same time, yes...I want to tie you up>> she added right away. Pat's eyes widened, surprised by this turn of events.
<<Well, well, well...look who we have here>> the younger woman murmured with amusement.
<<Pat, be serious! You've got a complicated situation>> Prem reminded her.
The younger one was ready to joke: "If I die while I'm having sex with you, I'll die happily". But she knew her wife didn't like that kind of humor and she didn't need to deal with an angry Prem. At the end, she caressed the doctor's cheeks.
<<I've got my watch. If there's a problem, it'll let us know. Besides, I can tell you too if I feel like it's getting too tiring>> she reassured her, making sure they were looking into each other's eyes to try to give Prem a greater sense of security.
<<Okay...>> Prem whispered softly, nodding confidently. <<Why don't you lie down on the bed?>>
Pat nodded, then she moved to the bed. She watched as Prem got closer with the sash in her hand and the younger woman smiled sweetly. When she was close enough, the actress offered her wrists as if she were waiting for someone to arrest her. The doctor smiled, while shaking her head with amusement.
Because of the smart watch, Prem decided to wrap the sash around a lower part of Pat's arms with a simple knot. Then, the doctor took her by surprise as she moved her wife's hands above her head to tie a second knot around the headboard. That way, Pat couldn't move her hands downwards.
<<Hey, I wasn't this cruel!>> Pat noted.
<<That sounds like a you problem>> Prem replied with a small grin. Oh, the student had surpassed the teacher!
<<I'm madly in love with you>> Pat admitted, clearly catching her off guard.
<<I'm madly in love with you too, Pat>>
<<It's inexplicable how much I want you. Every second of every day>> the actress continued with her declaration.
<<I won't go easy on you, just because you try to flatter me>> Prem said teasingly, leaning forward to give her a kiss.
<<And if you want me that much, then come get me>> she murmured, finally moving away from the bed.
She picked up the chair, positioning it so it was directly in front of the mattress, ensuring Pat had a clear, precise view of what was about to happen. Quietly, the actress began testing the waters, trying to figure out how to untangle that double knot.
Then, Prem sat in the chair as if it were her throne, and Pat stopped, amazed by the confident, dominant energy her wife exuded.
<<Are you okay?>> the doctor asked, noticing how red the actress's cheeks were. The actress nodded, swallowing slowly.
<<If you say so>> Prem murmured. Then, she took off her shirt and tossed it to the floor beside her. The younger girl's brown eyes took their time to scan the woman's body.
She was beautiful. Stunning. A true goddess. Pat was speechless every single time, wondering how she'd ever gotten so lucky with someone like Prem. And a strange duality struck her: while on the one hand, she felt like she was seeing her for the first time—every time—on the other, she knew that this woman was her home. The one with whom she felt safe. The one who would take care of her forever.
<<Pat?>>
<<Mh?>>
<<Don't look at me like that>>
<<And how am I looking at you, teerak?>>
<<As you always do, but this time...I need you to stop because that look makes me want to jump your bones and I need...I need to keep my distance>> Prem admitted.
<<Well, this is the look of a woman in love, P'Prem>> the actress whispered.
Pat's eyes widened when the older woman inserted two fingers inside of herself, pushing her to swallow a moan. The younger one couldn't avoid gaping, feeling envious and turned on at the same time.
<<Phi...>> she murmured.
Their eyes met, and Prem felt such a connection that she thought her own raspy moan would end up in her wife's throat.
<<You...look like a vision. I wonder why we didn't use ropes sooner>> the doctor joked. Meanwhile, she kept touching herself.
<<Because I've got a weak heart, love. And someone's very careful with it>> Pat said.
<<As they should...>> Prem replied with a little smile.
Pat was ready to answer, but her mouth stayed open in an unspoken sentence. Her mor, probably, touched that sweet spot inside of herself. So, the actress watched as the older woman's hips moved forwards- as if she wanted to fly off the chair- and she tilted her head back. The younger woman found herself moaning, desperately.
<<Pat...>> she whispered.
Right then and there, Pat was able to untie the first knot. Then, she freed one wrist alone. With the sash still dangling from the other arm, Pat moved from the mattress to the chair. She looked Prem straight in the eye as she slowly lowered herself to her knees.
<<Allow me>> Pat murmured. She moved Prem's hand to her mouth, where she wrapped her lips around her wife's fingers- shiny from the woman's wetness- and she tasted the salty flavor.
<<I love your taste>> the actress moaned.
<<I love you>> she added right away.
<<Every inch>> she concluded, adding a few kisses all along Prem's thighs.
<<I love you so much>> Prem whispered, before putting her hand on the younger woman's head to guide her forwards.
Pat's lips wrapped around her wife's clit, sucking it steadily. And while her left hand was caressing Prem's leg, the actress used the other to penetrate her with her fingers. She felt the doctor's muscles tighten underneath her touch, letting her know she was enjoying it.
Because of their previous game, Prem was already turned on so it didn't take a lot for Pat to get her wife to cum. The older woman's finger gripped her hair- as if she wanted for the actress to stay righ there- for an istant, then she let her go to let her move away whenever she needed to breath.
<<Pat...>> Prem warned her sweetly, while wave after wave of pleasure had her trembling. <<You need to move>> she reminded her.
The actress felt like pouting, because she was happily tasting her wife. But she understood where Prem was coming from: they had teased fate enough that evening. So, Pat moved back, sitting on her heels and she looked up at her mor, deciding to just look while Prem's orgasm came to an end.
Pat looked at her carefully. Prem was stunning. Her face was flushed, her eyes shining with tears of pleasure, and her chest heaving as she caught her breath. It was truly an otherworldly sight.
<<Are you okay?>> the younger girl asked. The other nodded, looking her in the eye.
<<And you? Are you okay? Were there any abnormalities?>> she asked, immediately going into doctor mode.
Pat looked down at her watch, noting that there had been a slight increase in her heartbeat, but nothing irregular. However, she also noticed that the other half of the sash was tightened around her other wrist and smiled proudly.
<<I'm fine. This one, however, will be on my wrist for a long time>> Pat said, showing her the rope with a satisfied grin.
<<Naphak! Take it off right now!>> the doctor exclaimed, blushing slightly.
The actress pretended to be bored, but listened, undoing it and letting it fall. Prem helped her to her feet, then they lay down together on the bed. "Yes," thought Pat, "Post-sex cuddles!"
<<You know...>> the younger girl began, playing with Prem's hair.
<<Hmm?>>
<<P'Ticha's right. It's a good thing we're both women, otherwise we'd have so many kids running around>>
Prem pinched her shoulder, but that only made her laugh harder.
(When they returned from their honeymoon, Tan, Bow, and Ticha—all three of them in agreement—waited for them with two pregnancy tests, exclaiming: "We just want to make sure you haven't bent the rules of biology," while Sita shook her head. Prem blushed. Pat grinned)