Deserving Of Love

Aiden Ashley and Jezebel Vessir sit face to face, the first time they've shared air in months. Jezebel watches the way the younger woman moves through the room with calm, steady steps. She tells her how proud she is that Aiden is now training to guide others through their own recovery. They laugh about the past until the conversation slips into quieter waters. Aiden admits she has kept every body away on purpose. She speaks of the hearts she once tore open with careless lies. The silence that follows is heavy. Jezebel reaches out, places her hand over Aiden's, and tells her the work is done and the debt is paid. Aiden shakes her head, uncertain. Jezebel answers with her mouth instead of words, leaning in to press soft, wet kisses against Aiden's lips. Surprise flickers, then melts. Clothes fall away in quiet rustles. Jezebel palms the full weight of Aiden's natural tits, thumbs circling stiff nipples until the blonde gasps. Her fingers slide lower, parting the slick heat between Aiden's thighs. One finger glides inside, then another, moving slow and deep while Jezebel watches every flicker of pleasure cross the younger woman's face. The pace quickens. Aiden's small frame rocks against the steady thrust, her own hand finding Jezebel's breast in return. They trade breaths, trade sweat, until the last tremor leaves them both trembling and close.