Johnny unstrapped her legs from Slow dancer and rubbed a hand over her sore ass. Hours of riding through rough terrain had wrought hell upon her backside, and everything she could feel certainly hurt. Gyro let out a loud groan, grabbing Johnny's attention as she threw herself from Valkyrie. The tensing of her arm muscles were accentuated in the setting red sunlight.
Johnny was so easily distracted as of recent. It was all thanks to Gyro, and her stupid, silly, gorgeous self.
It certainly made the trip go smoother, every mile was a mile savored if it was spent gazing at Gyro from behind, straddling her horse with alot to be admired.
It also made the trip difficult. Johnny, in her past, had no need to want or desire when she would always recieve all the love she wanted. All the sex she could crave was given to her back in her jockey days.
After her injury, it fell to 0, and now, she was having to experience that yearning, all thanks to Gyro. Meeting Gyro had been a blessing from God, if he was out there looking over Johnny (she had reason to doubt that...). Learning Spin was getting her closer to helping her injury one step at a time (haha....) and Gyro turned out to be one of the most remarkable people Johnny had every met.
This silly, strong, gorgeous woman with hilariously shaped sideburns and golden grills was a medically trained executioner who's family served royalty? Johnny could hardly believe it, but, just looking at Gyro she knew, this amazing woman was capable of all that and more.
Although gyro was also a woman capable of some of the most absurd gags Johnny had ever heard at the same time...
Gyro didn't know about Johnny's little crush on her, of course. Maybe she saw the way Johnny drooled when she stretched her arms after a long day or the way her eyes flamed up when she watched Gyro bathe in a river from afar. (Okay maybe Gyro knew, it was pretty damn obvious)
Gyro walked over to Johnny after tying up Valkyrie, leading Slow Dancer and tying her up too before giving Johnny a hand dismounting her horse. She didn't NEED help, but it was appreciated regardless, and had the added benefit of physical contact with Gyro. Johnny did her best to maintain her steely cold expression, despite a redness dashing her cheeks. Gyro always took note of the lovely way Johnny would flame up sometimes, the way rose was such a lovely color on her.
Johnny followed Gyro into the hotel with her bags, rolling her wheelchair along a rather clean road. She was so used to dirt and gravel leading their way to shabby motels that this took her by surprise. The whole establishment was quite lovely.
The building looked newly constructed and had ornamental detailing on its exterior, collumns with Corinthian tops of decadent flowers. Johnny had lost the patience to really admire beauty as small as this, but it still caught her eye.
She and Gyro exchanged grins as they were greeted by an attendant at the front desk, a rather small young girl who looked about 18 and rather meek.
"Were with the race." Gyro said, showing proof, although Gyro and Johnny were already well known to those working with the Steel Ball Run.
"Of course!" The girl gave a sheepish look and couldnt meet Gyros eyes. "We have a room available, but, only one. I'm so sorry"
The girl looked like she almost could cry, though Johnny was thrilled.
Gyro let out a characteristic laugh, and held out a hand for the key. "Is that what's got you so worried? Don't worry, we've been sharing a tent for a month now this is nothing."
The girl handed the key over and directed the two to their room, nodding kindly as they entered.
Gyro was undoubtedly a kind soul, and ...Johnny, the freak she is, found that hot as hell. She also found a pang of jealous creep up in her heart, a feeling which was VERY quickly squashed as Gyro took of her hat and raked a hand through her long hair with a sigh.
The room was nicer than any they had shared before.
The bed looked super soft, with downy sheets and a wide frame, possibly queen size. Curiously, a large mirror was fixed to the ceiling, something Johnny was familiar with in her young life (for...naughty purposes usually) but found odd, being in a fancy hotel such as this.
"You don't mind sharing a bed, right Johnny?" She asked, turning and shooting a gold grin.
Johnny flushed rose, and shook her head. "Not as long as you dont.
Gyro let out " Nyo ho",
"Johnny gal, I assure you, you are the finest miss I've had the pleasure of traveling with." She shook her head with a smile as she set her bag down on a table.
"Did you know you curl up when you sleep? You look like a teddy bear! Bedding with you might just be the best nights sleep I've had in a while."
As if to prove a point, Gyro lifted her own bear from her bag, and held it up to show its frayed holes. "This guy ain't really doing his due diligence right now..."
Johnny's rose colored cheeks quickly became hot red.
"Watch yer nouth, Gyro." She shot, trying to hide her embarrassment.
"If you go around talking about 'bedding' and me in the same sentence people are gonna get the wrong idea."
"I don't think that'd be so bad."
"You don't mean that" Johnny turned away. Her composure was being tested. She was losing a battle against Gyros flirtation...or , at least , implied flirtation...
Gyro grinned again, staring truly into Johnny's eyes.
"Don't sell yourself short. Trust me."
If anyone aside from Gyro was in the room at this moment, they would be panicking and thinking Johnny was suffering from heat stroke. She wheeled herself further into the room to put her bag beside Gyros and glance at the bathroom the room had, doing her best to hide her embarassment.
Gyro fell into the rooms large couch and kicked off her shoes with a huff of air.
"Want to take a bath first?" She said, following Johnny's gaze. "I don't mind either way, it's your call."
"Yeah, I'll go ahead, some hot water might make the agony in my back better." Grabbing soap from her bag she entered the tiled bathroom, closing the door behind her. She found herself admiring the large tub it had and the fact it had plumbing installed as she filled it with hot water and basked in the steam.
She lifted her shirt off her body, then her skirt, starred tights and boots, warmed by the heat of the room. All she had left was a white cotton bra and her underwear, as she folded her clothes on the bathroom counter.
KNOCK KNOCK.
Johnny jumped at the sound and turned to the source of the noise, the bathroom door.
"Johnny?"
It was Gyro
"Yeah?"
" um...I'm...really sorry but...uh...can I use the restroom I have to pee."
Johnny and Gyro had seen eachother bathe before, and were close enough to be comftorable with pee stops on their travels. But. This felt way more intimate. Plus the fact the Johnny was stripped down to jiatbher undergarments.
She grabbed a towel to lay over herself in her wheelchair and opened the door, letting Gyro in and letting out a cloud of steam.
Gyro blushed and entered, bowing her head and whispering an apology.
Johnny was just about to maneuver her way out of the bathroom when Gyro stopped her.
"It's cold out there, if you're okay staying I don't really mind at all." Johnny could see Gyro blushing a bit as well.
The same thought was in their head. This wasn't an unusual situation for them, but, in the context of this lavish hotel room everything truly did feel more, intimate.
It made Johnny flush, the amount of blood rushing through her body all night would give her a heart attack at some point, she swore.
She shut the door to the bathroom and wheeled over to the edge of the tub to turn the faucet off.
"I don't mind, I'll just not look." She said, maintaining her calm voice.
Maybe too much blood was rushing to her head. She was having terribly inappropriate thoughts and a terrible sense of confidence in her to enact them.
She focused her eyes ahead of her, a look of cold determination back on her face, and breathed deeply, reaching behind her back and unclasping her bra.
Her back was turned to Gyro, and she was facing the tub, but she could feel a gaze upon her as she dropped it to the floor and got to work shimmying out of her underwear while still sitting in her wheelchair.
Naked as ever, her skin flushed red over pale white, slight freckles on her shoulder and back, she lifted herself into the bathtub, relishing the warm water that was pleasantly easing her nervousness at having stripped fully right in front of Gyro. She let out a sigh, and , realizing she hadn't heard any noise from Gyro, turned to glance over her shoulder.
She was dumbstruck at the sink, caught watching Johnny from the mirrors reflection while washing her hands. Her mouth was agape and face red. Seeing Johnny's gaze she ripped her eyes away and shut them.
"S-sorry!"
Johnny chuckled, turning in the water to rest her head on its rim.
Her body was hidden by the water, but the effect was not lost on Gyro.
"It's no issue, I'm very comftorable around you Gyro don't worry."
Gyro flushed and shook her head.
"Gosh Johnny, maybe you shouldn't be." She admitted, biting her lip with a twinge of guilt.
"Why?" Johnny raised her head from its resting spot.
Gyro whipped her body around, her movements fast and awkward. "You make me horny, Johnny, not that I'd do anything you didn't want just, just, you got me feeling things...and I'm so sorry!" Gyro spoke so fast Johnny coughed on her shock.
She let out another laugh at Gyro once she buried her face on her hands in shame.
"I feel the same, Gyro." Johnny whispered.
Gyro looked up with wide eyes, peeking through her fingers as she watched Johnny raise her body up in the tub. Her breasts were on clear, confident display as she leaned back against the tub.
"How about we share this bath, I'd hate to be wasting water." Johnny said, her stoney face was now a lusty grin. "Its a rather large tub, just enough for two ". Excitement was curled in her stomach, god, it was exactly as she imagined in her fantasies.
Gyro quickly dashed to the edge of the tub, not taking any time to put grace in her disrobing. Off flew her cape, shirt, brah, pants socks and underwear and in a flash she was in the water beside Johnny, grinning as her usual goofy self.
"I thought you'd never ask!" She sighed out, resting on the tub and relishing the warm water.
The tub might have been large, yes, but not large enough where there bodies didn't meet.
Johnny couldnt tell but Gyro certainly could tell that Johnny's legs and hers were intertwining. The softness of Johnny's skin was remarkable.
Gyro always admired Johnny's milk white skin, soft as cotton in appearance. An unwittingnhand found it's way to caressing Johnny's bare thigh beneath the water, Gyro still wearing that grin as she squished the soft flesh, biting her lip. She wanted to bite it, to take a bite out of all of Johnny. She bet Johnny was as sweet as fresh rolls from the oven.
You see, Johnny of course, was not the only one totally smitten with her riding partner. These two, unwitting women, traversed on horseback while simultaneously thirsting over one another. Who thirsted more? That's subjective.
Gyro knew she was into Johnny when they first properly spoke, which wasn't till after she watched Johnny attempt to mount a horse. Her determination and serious expression turned Gyro on immediately. It went straight south, she knew she was fucked.
Johnny was gorgeous. Her build was rather small and her muscles very focused to her arms, built like a jockey and strong as hell. Her ass was also nice. Better than nice. Gyro spent a lot of time thinking about her ass, though, in as respectful of a manner as she could.
Of course, for both of them, the feeling was more than skin deep, but in that bathtub, their eyes locked and Gyros hand on Johnny's leg, that was unimportant.
Johnny leaned forward towards Gyro, her hand interlocking with Gyros upon her thigh. "You know I can't feel that, right?" She teased.
"Yeah but I sure can. And it's fantastic" Gyro smiled from ear to ear, closing the gap between them with a kiss. Johnny's lips were just as soft and plush as her thighs, and they were sweet like sugar too. Gyro licked at them and deepen the kiss with her tongue, chasing the flavor and smiling unendingly.
Johnny's lashes brushed Gyros face, her hand found Gyros hair and her fingers traced through the locks. A quick movement and she had a clump of hair seized at the base of Gyro's scalp, tugging her face away. Gyro let out a low groan in response, eyes rolled back, a gasp leaving her mouth.
"You like that?" Johnny said, leaning in to bite at Gyros exposed neck as she held her head away.
"Ha, how did you know?" Gyro gasped out, panting deeply from the rush.
Johnny answered with a bite to a particularly sensitive spot on Gyros neck, eliciting another moan from her lips. Her hands shot up to her mouth. She was losing her mind from just the slightest touches. It would have been embarrassing if every sensation wasnt incredible.
Johnny's hand found it's way down in the water. With her index finger she teased a line down Gyros cunt. Gyros body shuddered in response, and this time she made a sound like a beg. Even in the hot water her slick was apparent, hot and thick. Johnny salivated, her own breathing growing deeper, as she placed two fingers on Gyros cunt, rubbing the folds softly to tease out more of Gyros adorable noises.
"All I've done is touch you lightly and you look like you're melting." Johnny chuckled, planting more kisses on Gyros throat.
Gyro felt on the verge of tears, held back by Johnny's strong hand. "Damnit Johnny." She gasped.
Johnny released Gyros hair and met her gaze with a smile. "Need something, Gyro?"
Gyro leaned forward to kiss Johnny once again, but wasn't intent on letting her get the upper hand again, leaning over her and pinning her to the bathtub wall. Their lips remained locked as they moved, Johnny gasping into Gyros mouth at the force. She lifted her arms to snake around Gyros neck in acceptance. Gyro lifted her small body up slightly from the water and spread Johnny's legs, placing her on her lap to straddle Gyro.
One hand moved to gently rub Johnny's cunt, barely touching her clit, just enough for Johnny to feel it in her gut. The other hand was on Johnny's breast, playing with her pink nipple as Gyros mouth worked on the other.
Johnny was panting above Gyros head. At the total mercy of Gyros expert hands, all she could do was moan out and scratch at Gyros back in pleasure.
"Gyro, p-please," Johnny gasped out. "God, Gyro, fuck, that feels good."
Gyros looked up at Johnny from her spot on Johnny's breast and smiled, before taking another nip at her nipple, drawing a sharp moan from Johnny's mouth. "You're heaven to my ears, darling." Gyro cooed. "Tell me, what do you want?"
Johnny forcefully pulled Gyro into another deep kiss, grinding against her leg best she could given her paralysis.
Leaning back to speak between pants, Johnny pressed her forehead to Gyros and locked eyes.
"Can we save the bath for after this? I want to have you on a bed. NOW."
Gyro gulped down her arousal at Johnny's demanding nature. That forceful voice, those strong arms, she was weak in the knees to it.
Gyro obeyed quickly to Johnny's command, scooping the smaller girl up in her arms before she could even realize what was happening. She grabbed a towel and dried them both, carrying Johnny out and laying her on the bed all within a minute.
Johnny was holding back her laughter at Gyros impressive diligence. "What are you, a dog?" She said, sprawled out on the bed casually.
Gyro was practically drooling, seeing Johnny, splayed like a venus. She was layed out on the plush white pillows, her hair, slightly damp, framing her face. Her plush thighs were pressed together, casually set, so her pose was entirely relaxed.
Gyro grinned and licked her grills. "Don't you want me to be your dog?" She smirked, crawling onto the bed in front of Johnny's legs. Johnny was smiling back, that cunning, controlling kind of smile. Her hand found it's way to Gyros hair as she moved, brushing it behind her ear, petting her gently on the cheek.
"I wouldn't mind it, do you bite?"
Gyro responded with a gentle nip at her hand. "I can if you want darling."
Johnny flushed, this competition at who could flirt with the other more was a losing battle for her.
Gyro grabbed johnnys thighs and pushed them apart, moving them around her hips as she inched closer. Johnny, in return, moved her hand to spread her cunt before Gyro, biting her lip and doing what she could to shake her hips with desire. "What are you gonna do? Gyro." She said, hand still in Gyros hair.
Gyro responded by ducking her face to Johnny's cunt, and licking a long stripe along it with her tongue, eliciting a moan from her mouth. Gyro moaned into it, from the taste of Johnny alone, she was sweet like nectar to Gyro. Saliva and slick dripped down her chin as she kissed and licked Johnny's folds, finally moving to suck and lick at her swelling clit. All the while, Johnny shuddered and called out , in moans and pleasure, her hand tangling itself in Gyros hair and scratching her scalp.
Gyro hummed into her rhythmic movements, enjoying the taste, the noise, the feeling on her scalp.
She took a moment for one breath, before finally diving in to insert her tongue into Johnny, swirling it around. Johnny had to cover her mouth to stop from crying out at the stimulation, as Gyro teased her hole.
Gyro sat back on her launches away from her hard work, taking a moment to enjoy Johnny's debauched state, wiping her mouth on her arm. She pinned Johnny down, taking her right hand to return to Johnny's cunt and rubbing it gently to gather slick.
"You're so wet, Johnny, all for me?" Johnny nodded, her eyes fixed on Gyros, pleading and begging from a glance alone.
"I don't even need to do anything" Gyro slid a finger in with ease, "to prep you to be fucked, you're so willing for my fingers, aren't you?"
2 fingers, Johnny wished she could move, grind down upon Gyros strong, long fingers. Gyros skill with the Steel Ball must have translated to her hands muscular ability. Gyros hands were not only beautiful, but strong, skillful.
Johnny got to take full advantage of that as Gyro pumped 2 fingers into her, curling them to hit her g-spot with each push. Gyros medical expertise must have also helped because all Johnny could feel was electric pleasure coursing in her body with each movement.
Johnny's body went lax under Gyros command, her head rolled back freely , moans spilling from her pink, swollen lips and eyes rolling back as she reached her climax.
Gyro bent down to tease Johnny's clit again, whilst still finger fucking her. With that, Johnny orgasmed with a shout of Gyros name and a squeeze of Gyros hair. Her body shuddered involuntarily, and Gyro took a moment to enjoy how it felt when Johnny squeezed around her fingers.
Gyro wiped her hand on the bed, pulling herself up to kiss Johnny gently from the neck to her lips, smiling with a newfound greed at this precious darling she had found.
Johnny wrapped her arms around Gyro, pulling her down, and she let out an "oof" as her face hit the fluffy pillow beside Johnny.
Another oof escaped her mouth as she felt a playful hand smack her ass.
"What are you doing Johnny?" She laughed through the pillow on her face.
She was met with another playful smack. Gyro turned her head to face Johnny, who was beet red and sweaty from her recent orgasm. " You're beautiful, johnny" She said In awe.
SMACK
"are you going to do that each time you're embarasse"
SMACK
"You're such a brat Johnny let me get up"
SMACK
Gyro pushed herself up with force and leapt onto Johnny, pressing her body onto Johnny and cuddling her forcefully. "You're damn cute" She grinned.
Johnny's blush only spread, she was barely able to speak from the embarassment.
"I'm not going to be the only one who cums tonight." She grumbled stubbornly.
"What was that?" Gyro turned to kiss Johnny again, her cheeks and her forehead.
Johnny landed another smack on her ass with a stiff hand.
"I said, you will cum."
Now it was Gyros turn to flush. Johnny's tone had shifted entirely. Back was that commanding voice, that power Johnny had over Gyro just from her voice alone.
"Off, sit down" Johnny commanded. Gyro sat up from Johnny, sitting beside her patiently, still grinning like a fool.
Johnny say up and leaned over to Gyro, whispering into her ear.
"Bend over like the dog you are." She planted another smack on Gyros ass (she clearly adored Gyros ass)
Gyro yelped, and complied, pushing her ass into the air, and resting her head on her arms in the pillows.
"Good girl." Johnny petting Gyros hair as she moved towards her.
She planted a kiss on Gyros now red ass, rubbing the sore spot she created. She admired the red handprint she had made. Gyro turned to look at the mirrored ceiling only to see the handprint herself.
"Shit Johnny!" She laughed. "Did you just mark me or something?" She admired the mark herself, this was an incredibly enjoyable experience after all.
Johnny smiled back at her. "This ass is mine now, gotta.make that obvious." Gyro snickered at the line, blushing slightly.
"That's so sweet."
Johnny moved her face close to Gyros pussy,nuzzling her nose into it and licking a strip across it, causing Gyro to groan. Her hips shook in the air, Johnny gripping them tightly as she continued to eat Gyro out. Each lick was heaven for both. Johnny traced her fingers around gyros hole, before pressing hard into her , hitting her g spot imminently upon entry. Gyro let out a loud moan of Johnny's name, shivering from the strong sensation. It took only a breath for her to acclimate before she was moving her hips to grind against Johnny's fingers.
"More, more johnny pleasseee" her hands were clawing at the she sheets as she tried to move against Johnny's death grip and thick fingers.
Johnny loved that desperate red face turning around to look at her. The tears welling in Gyros eyes as she rubbed and abused her most pleasurable spot with ease.
"I love the way you beg." She planted another kiss on Gyro. "God. How could I have lived life without this heaven at my fingertips. " Johnny pistoned in and out of Gyro, 3 fingers, curling them as she exited each time to hit just the right spots.
Gyro moaned into her pillow to muffle the sounds she was making. She bit down on the material. All she could do was huff and moan and claw at the sheets, shake her hips furiously to desperately get off. Her whole body was on fire.
"Fuck me Johnny! Harder, shit, fuck me harder please, I'm begging you." She cried with frustration. She needed to be manhandled, hit, she was craving that fierce forcefullness that was so ultimately, Johnny.
Johnny had no trouble obliging, slamming a slap to Gyros ass while her fingers were inside of her. Gyro practically screamed in pleasure as those hits kept coming. A hand went and pulled Gyros hair back as she was being fucked on Johnny's hand. The force, the speed, even to how deep Johnny was hitting. Gyro could feel it in her gut, she could feel her mind go cloudy and her eyes roll back.
"Fuck, johnny-"
With a silent cry Gyro orgasmed around Johnny's brutal fingers, collapsing onto the bed once again.
Johnny leaned over to cradle Gyros body and lay it down gently, as Gyro tiredly relaxed and smiled from the feeling of afterglow.
She took only a second to recover before snatching Johnny up in her arms to bring her down and kiss her.
"You're perfect, Johnny, you're perfect." She whispered.
Johnny kissed at Gyros square sideburns tenderly. "I do truly love you...gyro..."
Gyros eyes widened to meet Johnny's.
"Johnny, you don't know how much I've come to care for you." She pressed her forehead to Johnny's, their legs tangling together beneath the bedsheets.
"Fate brought us together, I'm sure of it. That's to say. Johnny, I was fated to love you. I swear it. "
Johnny responded by playfully smacking Gyros arm.
"You're gonna give me a cavity Gyro, god, are you a poet or something?"
Gyro smiled in response, loving the way Johnny blushed at her words. She planted another kiss on Johnny's lips.
"I'm too tired to take a bath dear, I might just wait till morning, get a slow start. We can ride later into the night tommorow to make up for it."
Johnny nodded, and clutched onto Gyro tighter, pressing their bodies closer for the warmth.
"Goodnight. gyro, I love you." She whispered.
Gyro put out the light and kissed Johnny's head.
"Buonanotte amore mio"