The Ends Justify The Means

"Good morning sweetheart," Sophie whispered softly in Cleo's ear and shook her girlfriend gently.

"Urghh…. I hate you," Cleo groaned as she felt her body aching all over. 

The first couple hours of sex were simply amazing, but Sophie just keep on going and going until Cleo almost passed out from exhaustion.

"Have some self control next time!" Cleo muttered cutely and gave Sophie a scowl.

"Yes, it was my mistake," Sophie nodded obediently.

Sophie stretched her arms lazily and got out of bed to get some clothes for the pair. 

She casually picked out two comfortable dresses and returned to Cleo's side.

"Come on sleepyhead," Sophie teased and pulled the blankets off the reluctant princess.

Cleo's body was covered entirely with purplish hickeys that caused Sophie's pupils to dilate slightly as she felt a familiar stirring of arousal.

She even noticed the prominent tattoo on her girlfriend's chest.

Wait.... a tattoo?