As Sara kissed Tracey, she noticed the differences in now and how they usually kiss. This time, there was no roughness or need for dominance, but gentle giving and taking. Sara met Tracey's tongue with her own and this time actually slowed down and caressed it.
Tracey's fingers between her legs made Sara groan into their kiss and her own fingers to enter the blonde as well and curl upward, mimicking Tracey's as she let out another groan.
"Merlin, Tracey..." She whispered softly as her free hand still teased her lover's stomach. She never wanted this to end.