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Moira and Peggy	By : BillytheKidd Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 1321 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men or any of the characters, and make no money from this. All characters are owned by our royal overlords at Disney.

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Author's Note: Hi Everyone, Thanks for being patient. Life has been kinda hectic and I haven't had much time to write. Thanks to those of you who have left reviews, and please continue to do so.

Moira sat with her arm around Peggy on one of the luxury couches in their hotel room in Chicago. They still had a few hours before they needed to undergo briefing, and we’re meant to be resting, preparing for the mission. But neither of them were tired. Peggy leaned her head over and kissed her girlfriend.
“You have any idea what exactly we’re doing on this mission?” Moira asked.
“None whatsoever,” Peggy said, swinging her leg around and over Moira’s lap, before sitting down, a knee on either side of her girlfriend’s hips.
“Peg!” Moira said,” Thompson could walk in at any time.”
“That’s fine, Moira. He knows we’re together.” Peggy said.
“That doesn’t mean we should give him a show.” Moira exclaimed.
“Oh keep your knickers on, we’ll keep it to kissing. I’m not gonna shag you in the hotel.” Peggy replied with a smirk.
“Speaking of knickers, love, I have your’s in my purse.” Moira said, returning her girlfriend’s smirk.
“I thought I left those with Dooley.” Peggy asked.
“You did. He gave them back to me after our talk.” Moira replied, with an ironic inflection on the word talk.
“Can I have them back, dear?” Peggy asked.
“You could, but they're covered in my makeup and Dooley’s semen.” Moira responded. Peggy laughed and kissed Moira again. Moira rolled Peggy onto her back, and laid on top of her, keeping their lips locked the entire time. She moved her hand to Peggy’s breast and squeezed it through her blouse and bra. Peggy moaned and thrust her tongue into Moira’s mouth.
Moira moved back on the couch and flipped up Peggy’s skirt, exposing her bare cunt and neatly trimmed bush. She started placing tiny, short licks, first on her left thigh, and then on her right. Peggy, whimpered, needing release. She had fucked Dooley that morning, but he hadn’t let her cum, and the pressure was becoming unbearable.
“Lick me, Moira. Now!” Peggy yelled. Moira obliged, placing a long lick from her asshole, past her clit, and up to her bush. She then went in for a second lick, thrusting her tongue in between her lover’s gentle folds. Peggy moaned, and wrapped her fingers into Moira’s hair.
“Nice cunt, Carter.” Agent Thompson said, having silently entered the room.
“Oh my God, Thompson, I’m so sorry.” Peggy said, jumping off the couch and nearly kicking Moira in the face. She pushed her skirt back down, trying in vain to protect what was left of her modesty.
“Ain't nothin’ to be sorry ‘bout, Carter. I was actually enjoying the view. I’d be happy to join in if you fine ladies would like a third.” He said with a smile.
“Well that really wouldn’t be appropriate, Jack.” Moira said.
“Neither is tongue-fucking your girlfriend in the hotel before a mission, but that didn’t stop you two. So who wants to go first?” Agent Thompson said.
“I suppose I’ll go first. I’m already not wearing knickers.” Peggy said with a sigh.
“Loose the rest of your clothes while you’re at it. I want to see all of you while I’m fuckin’ you. You too Moira.” Thompson replied. Peggy rolled her eyes and dropped her skirt. She also unbuttoned her blouse and dropped it to the floor, leaving her in her black bra, garter belt, stockings, and heels. Moira was likewise in her underwear and heels. Jack grabbed Moira, much to the surprise of Peggy, and pushed her down into an armless chair. He pulled off his belt and threaded it through the slats in the back of the chair, tightly binding the scantily clad woman’s arms to the chair. He then took off his tie, and used it to gag her. He turned her chair around, and pushed her into the corner of the room. Moira tried to pull against her bonds, but they held tight.
Peggy stood awkwardly, watching the woman she loved being bound to the chair. If she had been wearing any panties, they would have been soaked. Her juices were slicking towards her stockings, sticking to the inside of her legs.
Jack walked up to her, and unhooked her garter belt from her stockings. He tossed the fabric behind her, the garment landing near Moira. Peggy unhooked her bra, and slipped it off. Jack snatched it from her, and tossed it behind him, this time actually striking the back of Moira’s head. He reached out and grabbed her sizable tits, one in each hand, and popped one into his mouth, before pushing her over the armrest of the couch. The back of her head hit the couch cushion before Jack flipped her over onto her stomach. Jack brought his hand back and slapped her ass. She flinched, and he dropped his trousers. He slapped her ass again, and then gently placed the palm of his hand over her moist cunt. She tensed and closed her eyes, waiting for the strike to come. The silence hung in the air for a brief moment. Just as she thought he might not, the strike came hard and fast. The pain spread up through her loins, and a loud scream escaped her lips. Moira whimpered, knowing what was going on behind her, despite not being able to see. Jack lined up his prick with Peggy’s moist opening. She moaned as he pushed in, snaking his hand through her hair, pulling her head back to brace against his thrusts. Jack changed his angle, his dick rubbing directly against her clitoris. He moved his hand from her hand and her hip, and pulled her upright, reaching his hands around her arms and grabbing both of her nipples, one in each hand.
Peggy leaned back her head and moaned. Her curly hair and smooth skin rubbed against Jack’s broad chest. The sweet smell of her perfume filled his nostrils as she whined in pleasure.
She came seconds after Jack did. He pulled after her, as she sighed contentedly. Jack walked over to Moira, after retrieving his cigarettes from his trousers. He turned around Moiras chair, and smiled. He took the gag out of Moira’s mouth, and planted a kiss on her spit covered lips. She could taste Peggy on his mouth. He pulled out of the kiss. Moira twisted as he reached over her and untied her from the chair. Jack picked her up and carried her over to the bed,sitting her against the headboard and retied her hands above her head. Moira grimaced. Peggy panted on the couch. Jack took a pair of cigarettes, and placed them both between Moira’s tits, which were held together by her crimson bra. One of the cigarettes was filter side up, while the other was filter side down.
“Peggy darling, get me my lighter,” Jack said. Peggy stood up off the couch, and walked over to Jack's discarded pants. She bent over, exposing her round buttocks, her silky cunt, and her puckered asshole to Jack and Moira. Somehow, neither of them minded.
“Here you are,” She said, handing him the lighter.
“Take off her panties,” He responded, “With your teeth.” Peggy and Moira both sighed and rolled their eyes simultaneously. Peggy scrambled onto the bed and crawled toward Moira. Moira spread her legs to allow Peggy easier access. Peggy pressed her mouth against the crimson fabric that covered Moira’s moist center. She opened her mouth and bit down on the fabric with her teeth. What Peggy didn’t realize was that she was also biting down on Moira’s clit, causing the bra-clad beauty to scream in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
“Sorry!” Peggy exclaimed, letting go and regripping the garment with her teeth.
“Don’t bloody apologize, love!” Moira said, exasperated. Her bra-clad breasts heaved, pushing the cigarettes up and down. Peggy pulled back her head, dragging Moira’s crimson panties down her smooth, creamy legs. She awkwardly crawled backwards to get the garment off her girlfriend’s feet. Moira lifted her feet up to allow Peggy an easier time. She opened her mouth to drop the panties into Jack’s hands. He drew them up to his nose, and inhaled deeply. She wore the same perfume as Peggy.
“Straddle her,” He said. Peggy crawled back up to Moira, and straddled her legs over Moira’s wide hips, and kissed her. Peggy put her hands on Moira’s shoulder, and ground her crotch into Moira’s hair covered tawt. “Put the cigarettes in your mouths.”
Peggy dropped her head, and took both cigarettes into her mouth. Moira giggled slightly, as the textured smokes scraped her sensitive breasts. She lifted her head. Moira opened her mouth and took one in her mouth. Jack held out his lighter between the women, flicked open the case, and struck the wheel. The lighter roared to life, and the flame shot out. The women leaned forward and lit their cigarettes.
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