Georgia had been biting her neck in a completely undignified manner for a few minutes before she dragged Iris to the bathroom.
“What are we doing here?” Iris let go of her hand, scratching her head.
“Get down on the floor?”
“Eww, no! It’s all dirty down there! Really, such a child…” she crossed her arms, sighing heavily.
Georgia placed a hand on her chest, pushing her against the sink. “The floor. Now, Dragon trainer.”
Iris gulped. Her hand was awfully close to her throat; not that she thought Georgia would choke her, but the threat was enough.
Iris slowly sunk to the floor, Georgia already haphazardly removing her pants, her panties along with them. What was she doing?
“The bathroom is over there, stupid,” Iris rolled her eyes, though she was in no position to question the other girl, hovering over her.
Georgia’s hands were on her thighs, fingers creeping up her leg, hooking index fingers around her panties, pulling them and her leggings to her knees and hooking a leg over her opposite.
“I don’t think that-“
Before Iris could finish her thought, Georgia started grinding against her, their sexes rubbing together. Iris bit her lip; it wasn’t what she was expecting, but it was sending a sensation she hadn’t anticipated all over her body. Georgia stuck out her tongue at her, grabbing both of the locks of her hair that stuck out in either hand, sliding her hips up and down, their clits rubbing together, or at least, she thought they were. Georgia tugged harder on her hair, tongue hanging out the side of her mouth, Iris biting her lip, leaning in to her more now that she was familiar with what exactly was happening.
Just as Iris found a pattern, Georgia shifted again, pressing their vaginas harder, closer together, as if she was trying to penetrate her..with what? Their position was uncomfortable, the cold floor a constant reminder of where they were, Georgia’s heel digging in to her tailbone. Gerogia continued moving, up and done, swaying, still pulling her hair, Iris still unsure of what to do with her hands besides grab on to the dragon buster’s shoulders, the slight pressure bringing them even closer together.
Just as quickly as they began, Georgia pushed her away, standing up, gathering her pants and pulling them back on her proper, leaving Iris dizzy and confused on the floor.
“I just needed to get that out of my system,” she huffed, glaring down at Iris, grunting.
“Yeah, whatever,” Iris got her bearings and pulled herself off the floor.