Rim Cycle

Viol and Asdis lie curled together, skin on skin. The younger woman sighs as Asdis’s hand slips between her legs, fingers parting the slick heat. They peel the sheets away. Clothes follow. Naked now, Viol turns, presses her mouth to Asdis’s wet cunt while Asdis pulls her closer, tongue finding Viol’s folds. Their bodies rock in a slow, dirty rhythm—soft sounds filling the dim room.