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"Miranda?"
Miranda looked up to see her partner standing slumped lazily against the doorway.
"Yes, darling."
"You're. Gorgeous."
Miranda smiled, and turned towards them. "Oh yeah?"
"Mmhmm. Gorgeous. Stunning. Beautiful." Andy grinned at her, smile loose and large, sauntering forward with a swagger of pain-free hips.
"And what are you going to do about that?" She started reaching up to take her glasses off, but Andy's hands stilled her.
"Nuh-uh. Those stay on. You badass, sexy, gorgeous thing."
"I'm married, you know?" Miranda teased, running her hands up Andy's thighs.
"Oh goody, I love a sweet married lady to kiss at night."
"Is that so?"
"It is. Can I show a sweet married lady some love?"
Miranda caught their hands from drifting lower. "Just me, or you too? Or are you too high to understand that?"
"Mmmm." Andy grinned again, giggling. "I'm very high. and I understand. I got high to help it feel better for me, and cause I was hurting."
"Darling. Can you make sure I know exactly what our limits are today?"
"Nothing inside, but I wouldn't mind a good rub off. How about I do that against your thigh, and then eat you out? Right here. Right now. Make you feel good, you gorgeous woman."
They settled over Miranda's lap, one leg between and one leg on the outside, pressing close with their knee and making Miranda gasp.
"I'll make you feel good, my dear."
Miranda guided their hips, pressing upwards with her thigh, and smiling at the tumbling groans that slipped past Andy's lips.
"Gorgeous, beautiful- ah!" Andy rested their forehead against Miranda's shoulder, laughing and moaning as Miranda helped them slide against her thigh.
"You really are a sweet pothead, my sweet Andy," Miranda laughed, pressing a kiss to the side of Andy's head.
"Fu-" they gasped. "fuck I love you. Feels good. Gonna use my tongue on you, gonna fuck you on my tongue and make you feel like the Queen you are."