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"Hmm... Plasticky." Gemma says after parting from Megan's lips, just barely, enough to let the words through. Her arms are circling around a smaller waist and her eyes remain closed.
"You can stop then, if you dislike it that much." Megan says, annoyed because she knows Gemma is just messing with her, she does not taste like plastic thank you very much. Lightly pushing Gemma by the shoulders, an unimpressed eyebrow raises over her blue eyes as she scans Gemma's face.
"Oh shush." Gemma says. One of her hands finds Megan's signature bow tie and pulls her in for another round of kisses.
Megan doesn't resist the pull (though she makes a note on later reminding Gemma not to wrinkle her outfit), but rolls her eyes as she leans into the kiss, and thus pressing Gemma further against the kitchen counter. Her –yet again, fourth time already– new body allows her to feel many things she wasn't able to before, physically speaking. Like the way Gemma's lips are so soft against hers, and how they move slowly but firm, as if she's fighting nervousness and trying to reign in her eagerness at the same time, with a subtle tremble every time Megan kisses her deeper or let's her tongue tease Gemma's own.
One of Megan's currently favourite sensations is the warmth irradiating from Gemma's human body. The way she clings to Megan like her life depends on it makes it impossible not to feel it. Despite that, Gemma is trying to look tough (key-word trying), acting like this is nothing for her, but the way she shivers when Megan's fingers runs up her neck and her thumb grazes her ear lets Megan know that Gemma is completely under her control.
This is a fairly new occurrence, the making out in the middle of the kitchen amidst preparing that night's dinner when they have some time before Cady returns from yet another extra class she decided to pack her schedule with, but one none of them seem to mind the routine.
A thought passes through Megan's mind with a sprinkle of revenge, and a mischievous squint takes over her eyes.
"Meg– ouch!" Gemma backs away, or tries to, since the counter blocks her escape and Megan keeps her in place effortlessly. Gemma's hand releases Megan's bow tie and flies to her lip, where a sting makes it throb with mild pain. "Megan, did– did you just bite me?" Gemma says in disbelief. Now that she's distracted from the kiss, she can see the smirk that blooms on Megan. It doesn't help that the new body gives her a height slightly taller than her own, and Megan's lips are literally at eye level.
"Do you really have to ask that?" Megan feigns a overly-dramatic sigh, but the smirk doesn't leave her lips. "And here I thought you could figure it on your own, big girl." Megan teases, her fingers running over Gemma's chin and bitten lip, knowing how to push her buttons. She can't help it though, it's one of her favourite activities, it's not her fault Gemma makes it so easy and falls for it every time. "Im sorry, was plastic too hard for you?"
"Do you always have to be so sassy?" Gemma blurts out, frustrated and annoyed, swatting the offensive fingers away and rubbing her injury with the back of her hand.
"It's called having a personality, Gemma, but I'm not surprised you're not familiar with the term." Megan's smug grin and pointed blink makes Gemma roll her eyes and turn away finally freeing herself from Megan's hold.
"You– You're driving me crazy, Megan!" Gemma goes back to the stove and pretends to check on the simmering pot.
"Thanks, it's a talent in very proud of." Megan winks at Gemma's when she catches her stealing a glance over her shoulder. Megan let's out a playful giggle, and slowly circles Gemma's waist from behind, resting her chin on a human shoulder. "Now hurry up with that, our daughter will be here soon."
"You're exhausting." Gemma turns down the flame on the stove and starts stirring with a nearby ladle, using the excuse to hide the blush creeping on her cheeks.
"But you love me anyway." Megan whispers next to Gemma's ear.
"Hm, debatable." Gemma shrugs. A playful smirk takes over her lips.
"Oh now you shush."