PWP

Title: PWP
Fandom: Sarah Jane Adventures
Characters & Pairings: Sarah Jane/(older) Maria
Rating: Very, very adult.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. This is just for fun
Summary: PWP

Maria gasped as Sarah Jane’s fingers curled inside her.  Her body arced to meet her partner’s causing stomachs to collide and surge together. ‘Oh God!’ She panted, writhing up, lamenting each nanosecond that she couldn’t feel Sarah Jane’s body pressed to her own, ‘Sarah,’ she moaned with the little breath she could focus into one stream of air.

The sound of her name, even just the first part, had sent Sarah Jane into overdrive and she crushed her lips against her lover’s. And ‘lover’ was the right word. God, how she loved this woman. Maria pressed back with all the force she could manage in her powerless rush. She felt her body tremble as Sarah Jane started running her thumb in tiny circles around her sex, fingers still pulsating inside her.

Maria broke away from the kiss with the desperate yet resented need to breathe. Her lover instantly brought her lips to the side of Maria’s neck, gently caressing, nibbling and sucking on the flesh that was burning with passion. One of Maria’s hands flung to the mattress, gripping the bed cloth with an intensity that turned her knuckles white. The other hand was grasped around Sarah Jane’s waist with desperate longing, pulling her body closer and allowing the older woman to feel the vibrations coursing through Maria’s body as she came to a shuddering climax.

‘Please,’ she begged, feeling Sarah Jane slow her movements, ‘don’t stop.’ She could sense Sarah Jane’s confusion, but Maria could feel a second orgasm already building and knew that she could ride this one through. ‘Please,’ she repeated desperately as she once again approached climax with the feel of Sarah Jane’s lips against her own, with their breath mingling as one.

‘Oh God,’ Maria cried out, throwing her head back. After several moments she felt Sarah Jane gently move to her side and Maria rolled with her, not wanting to break body contact. The physical need from Maria, even after the hours of love-making took Sarah Jane’s breath for a second. She pulled the younger woman towards her and held her protectively in her arms as she buried her face into dark hair, breathing in the scent of the woman she adored. Breathing in the aroma of an experience that turned her world upside down.

Maria nestled into Sarah Jane’s shoulder, bathing in the woman’s cool touch, relishing the embrace of her soul mate. ‘I love you,’ she whispered into her lover’s skin, closing her eyes, blithely unaware of the tears filling Sarah Jane’s eyes as the older woman wrapped her arms tightly around her.

‘I love you too.’