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The sun had started to lower on the horizon and Agatha was preparing dinner for her and Rio.
They're outside of their cabin in the woods and Rio's growing flowers, the colors of the day are baby blue, vivid purple and lemon yellow.
Her work day has been really slow, ‘are people not taking any risks today?’, she thinks to herself, knowing damn well that's not the only motive they end up walking with her.
She actually hopes it will remain like this since she deeply enjoys watching Agatha move through the day, just being herself, her swing when she walks, her hand movements, her purple always doing something new and surprising her. God, she loves this witch like a bitch, and how not to.
Agatha is handling all the ingredients on the outside table and from time to time she lifts her gaze and finds Rio's, a devilish grin grows on her lips out of nowhere, she is pursuing something.
Suddenly Rio hears screaming and cursing and runs to her wife who is jumping around holding her hands together biting her lower lip.
“Sweetheart, are you alright?” She questions concerned.
Agatha shows the palm of her hand to Rio, it's dripping blood, a big cut across it.
“I was cutting carrots, got distracted and…” Agatha lowers her head trying to look ashamed of her silliness.
“Give me here. I got you, darling.”
Rio grabs her hand quickly, these opportunities to help Agatha and get a little red in return she will never miss, Agatha is delicious.
She takes the hand to her mouth and licks the cut from the base of her palm up to where the fingers begin, she goes so slow that Agatha's legs become weak, the conjunction between them warming up in response. Rio's eyes never leave hers, taking the whole moment in.
Agatha gasps, grabs a strand of Rio's hair that falls on her face and tucks it behind her ear, her fingernails linger on the back of her neck for a bit too long, which makes Rio shudder under her.
“Thanks, love,” Agatha whispers and presses a kiss to Rio's bloody lips.
They return to their tasks, Rio is now making lovely flower curtains fall from the trees and Agatha's taken to cutting mushrooms.
Rio walks between the curtains with her face up, arms open caressing the flowers and Agatha thinks she's so charming and is also making her so wet, fuck.
Rio's attention is called again with a whimper from Agatha's mouth.
“Darling, I'm making a fool of myself today,” Agatha says defeated and Rio sees blood again, running down her chest now so she rushes to her.
“You can use your purple to make dinner, honey. It would actually give me a little peace of mind,” Rio puts her hand over her black heart, “what's happened now?”
“My hair was on my face and I couldn't see so I tried to remove it, but used the hand that was holding the blade, clearly”
Agatha points to the long cut down her chest while leaning back over the table.
She then utters low, “I still need help,” gives her the puppy eyes and pouts.
Rio's body makes her hit the table, Vidal's thirst is insatiable she can see it in her eyes.
She grabs Agatha's hands and puts them at her sides, laying the weight of her body on her, “I can lend you a hand,” she speaks against her stomach, Agatha sighs brokenly.
Rio pulls down the neckline of Agatha's dress with her teeth and moves closer, her tongue slowly running over bare chest, swallowing all the blood.
Agatha can feel Rio healing the wound but also cleaning her chest with her wide tongue going side to side and higher-up, taking all of her in her mouth. She relishes in the feeling.
Their eyes meet when she reaches the end of the cut at her collarbone. Dark eyes become darker and bigger with desire and Rio bites hard creating a new blood source, which she takes care of instantly sucking it closed.
Agatha moans long and loud, ending it in a soft cackle, “what was that for?” she arches her eyebrow with curiosity, getting off the table.
“I just gave you an extra one for being so hot while you're at it,” Rio presses a kiss to Agatha's mouth sticking her tongue in roughly, Agatha responds with hers stepping up to this battle.
“If you want me to fuck your brains out, you can just say it. There's no need to go so rough on yourself, love,” Rio whispers huskily in her ear and starts running her hands up Agatha's legs trying to pull her dress up.
“Feels like you're the one that's looking for something here” Agatha responds, untouched, sitting on the table allowing Rio to pull her dress up to her waist.
Rio pushes the dress back over the table and holds Agatha's waist tightly against her body, their noses brushing, “Was this my dinner tonight? Because I'll need more than one plate, you made me so hungry.”
She crushes their faces together because Agatha's blood makes her thirsty, hungry, crazy to get as much from her as she can.
Agatha holds her face in her hands and speaks against her lips “I thought I'd prepare your favorite… me,” She smiles wickedly and captures Rio's lips in a desperate kiss.
They love this game they play, she pushes Rio back, “I know how you love to taste all my juices,” Agatha states daringly.
Rio's eyes go wide at Agatha's words even though that's the realest statement about her, so she gives her a knowing look and tangles her fingers on Agatha's hair pulling her closer.
“Supply me, babygirl, give me all you got, will you?" Rio presses a tender kiss to her lips, pulls Agatha's underwear down and down she goes with it, getting on her knees between breathtaking shapely legs.
Agatha lays her body's weight on her forearms and lifts her heels to the table spreading her knees further apart, she knows that will earn her points with Rio.
“That’s my good girl,” Rio licks her lips viciously and holds Agatha's thighs in her hands.
Agatha smiles down at Rio, seeing the way she licks her lips, she looks ready to drive her insane, and ‘Insanity’ is Agatha's second name so she pulls Rio's hair getting her where she needs her most but Rio pulls back. She will fucking die, this bitch!
"You look so excited, my love, so eager. You can't wait for me to take care of you, can't you?" Rio's fingers press against Agatha's center and start circling.
“Don't be such a tease, you want it…” Agatha's deep voice gets cut by three fingers thrusting inside of her without warning, Rio pulls them out and takes them to her mouth.
“I do want it,” Rio sucks her fingers clean and rejoices as she sees Agatha bite her bottom lip until it bleeds, she’s burning up with lust so Vidal returns her fingers to their previous position, hitting Agatha's hottest spot mercilessly, “You’re soaked, you beautiful thing. You’ve been having some impure thoughts, haven't you, Agatha?”
She grins wickedly watching her lover’s head fall back as her fingers keep pushing deeper and she can actually no longer contain herself so she drowns her face between Agatha’s legs making her squirm even more.
“Oh fuck,” she screams as Rio's fingers make way inside of her and is certain Rio's tongue is spelling her own name, marking her as her own.
Rio replaces her tongue with the other hand and starts leaving love bites all over Agatha's thighs, some of them draw blood and she licks them closed after.
Agatha's eyes start tearing up and she moans like a wild animal, "I thought you were over with that," Agatha pulls from Rio's hair, "you'll have to get this over with with more than your hands," and her eyes go white when she feels Rio's lips sucking on her clit desperately.
“Mmhmm?,” Rio asks without letting go of her, the vibration had Agatha kicking on her back.
Rio didn't miss a beat and after Agatha's reaction she started talking incessantly all over her wetness.
She was speaking adoration and love words but then just requested Agatha to give her what was hers, and who was Agatha to deny her.
“Take all of me, my love,” she cries in a whimper and moans her orgasm out loud, soaking Rio's face as she goes.
Rio swallows every last drop and licks her clean as Agatha's body shakes with the last waves of her orgasm.
Agatha goes limp on the table, Rio grabs onto her legs to pull herself up and when she’s standing she places Agatha's legs around her waist then pulls her up carrying her towards the cabin.
“What are you doing,” Agatha asks, coming back from her almost unconsciousness.
“We don't have to make this a public show, sweetheart,” she whispers in her ear and places a soft kiss on her cheek, “I am nowhere near fully satisfied and my hunger is escalating so… we better make this private, for the sake of all living things,” and into the cabin they go.