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Research wasn't usually this boring. For some reason, though, tonight it felt like she was watching grass grow. Beau leaned back in her chair and groaned, rubbing her eyes with the heels of her palms.
"Something wrong, babe?" Yasha asked, looking up from her book.
"So fucking boring," Beau complained.
"I might be able to help."
Beau gave a quiet laugh. "What sort of 'help' are we talking about?"
"I'm going to go get something, I want you standing with your pants off by the time I get back," Yasha told her, marking her place in the book she'd been reading before standing and leaving the room.
For once, Beau actually listened, getting up from her chair once Yasha left and pulling off her pants, tossing them over a different chair nearby and remaining standing, completely bare from the waist down. Eventually Yasha returned, and Beau could see what she'd gone to get; a pair of dildos from their collection, along with lube.
"Maybe these can add some fun," Yasha supposed as she approached. "You just need to pick one."
"Do I have to?" Beau questioned.
"Do you have to what?"
"Pick?"
"You think you can take both?"
"I can certainly fucking try."
That made Yasha laugh, that slightly rumbly, warm laugh Beau loved. "That you can."
With that, Yasha set one dildo -the shorter of the two, textured with spiral ridges- aside, before lubing up the more slender, slightly longer of the pair, made up of a series of balls stacked on top of each other. Beau watched as her wife secured the dildo to her chair, biting her lip in anticipation. The dildo started off small enough that she could take it without any real prep, since the toy would ease her open. Yasha gave her a nod and Beau started to lower herself onto the dildo.
"Fuck…" she cursed. "So good…"
It took a bit of time, but eventually Beau was able to work the toy in and out without issue. She watched as Yasha prepped the other dildo and brought it down between her legs. Yasha helped guide the dildo into her, and the full feeling pulled moans from Beau's lips. By the time she was actually seated again, she felt absolutely stuffed, with the pleasant burn that came with the stretch provided by the toys.
Yasha returned to her seat, picking up her book again. "Now get your work done. If we have time, maybe I'll find something to replace those with."
Beau gave a bit of a laugh. "Yes, Ma'am."