Characters: Michiru Kaoih, Haruka Tenoh
Chapter 28
She played with her, meeting
her tongue in loving, tender quarrel, before going down her neck again.
Kissing, licking, nibbling over Michiru's fast accelerating pulse, she guided
her hands down, slowly sliding the ivory colored bra's straps down her
shoulders. Again, a smile came to her lips when the girl lifted herself up,
just enough for her to unhook her bra and free those soft, full breasts from
their prison; hard nipples now brushing against her, begging for attention.
And attention she gave.
First playing with the soft, small buds with her fingers, absolutely loving the
soft, almost soundless moan that graced her ears at her actions, she let her
lips travel down Michiru's collarbone, leaving a trail of sweet, wet kisses
before finally reaching those small, pink nipples.
She took her time to
admire her. Gently and slowly, she kissed the creamy flesh, making small,
circular patterns all around with the tip of her tongue, licking softly.
Hearing, feeling Michiru's short, fast intakes of breath as the girl shivered
in anticipation. And the deep, soft, throaty moan that reached her ears when
she finally took the hard pink nipple into her mouth, soft fingers getting
tangled in her short hair in open invitation to her mouth's explorations, was
all Haruka needed to drown herself in Michiru's warm, trembling skin. In her
taste, in the sounds of her soft moans as she kept on caressing her; kissing,
licking, gently nibbling, first one breast, then the other, and then back
again.
She felt trembling,
eager fingers fighting with the hook of her own bra, and she abandoned the
girl's soft breasts, going back to her lips and kissing her deeply, before
raising herself up, kneeling over the bed.
And Michiru followed
her, sitting up and helping her slide the black bra off. Deep blue eyes gazing
up at her for a moment, before going down, contemplating her now exposed body;
a light blush came rushing to her cheeks at the intense, fascinated, adoring
way those blue orbs took her in.
Soft, shy hands going to
her hips, softly traveling up her sides, a tremor went up and down her spine
when the girl reached forward, gently kissing her stomach. The tip of a soft,
teasing tongue licking around her navel as Michiru's hands slowly, almost
tortuously so, made their way north.
She gasped, her eyes
drifting closed as the girl cupped her breasts, playing with her hardening
nipples, before her mouth followed suit. And then it was her turn to moan,
deeply, huskily, when she felt Michiru's lips enclosing around her breast,
softly and sensually licking, kissing, sucking on her nipple, as the girl's
hands on her waist brought her down to her, making her straddle her and
bringing their hips together. They both moaned again at the contact, and Haruka
guided the girl down over the mattress. Pressing her body against the soft,
smaller one beneath her, she rocked their hips together, legs tangled, melting
into a deep, passionate kiss.
The restrain of the
remaining clothes, keeping them apart, not letting them feel each other and
their growing desire soon frustrated them both, and they fought with the
material of their pants and remaining underwear, urgently, ardently, taking it
off and making it aside. Traveling hands and dotting lips not stopping once,
never pulling apart from each other as the need to be closer, to melt together
into one drove them crazy with burning desire.
They melted into a deep,
passionate, savage kiss, falling down over the mattress again and somehow
managing not to break the kiss as they slid under the sheets. And when,
finally, their naked bodies met, their heat and desire brushing against one
another, they both moaned into the kiss, as their naked bodies started moving
together, hips rocking rhythmically, sensually.
Supporting herself with
one hand firmly against the mattress, she gazed into deep, lustful blue eyes.
Their soft moans and gasps filling the room, she took Michiru's leg, securing
it around her own waist as she brushed herself against the girl, rocking,
creating the most amazing, delightful waves of pleasure to wash over them both with
every buck of their hips. A deep moan escaping her and her eyes drifting close
when Michiru reached up her hands, cupping Haruka’s breasts, sensually
massaging them, teasing her nipples with her thumbs.
Gently stroking the
girl's redden cheek with her thumb, letting her long fingers graced soft,
aquamarine curls and brushing them away from Michiru's face, she gifted the
girl's face with soft, tender kisses. Still supporting herself with one hand,
she slid the other in between their pressed bodies, slowly, tentatively; first
down the girl's side, caressing her hips and outer thigh. And when Michiru
opened her legs further in response, keeping her hips still in waiting, silent
plead, she finally guided her hand in between her legs, to the center of
Michiru's throbbing desire.
A mix between a
surprised gasp and a trembling moan escaped the girl. Blue eyes rolling back in
pleasure and trembling hands cupping her face, keeping her close as Michiru
moaned softly, slowly bucking her hips in response to the exploring fingers, as
Haruka kept on caressing her. Pressing her fingers against the so incredibly
soft, deliciously wet bud, gently making small, circular movements over it,
eliciting moan after moan from the trembling aquamarine haired girl.
She found Michiru's leg
gently pressed between her thighs, brushing against her own desire as the girl
moved towards her hand, and she moaned too. Rocking her hips against that sweet
pressure, her mouth found once again its way down Michiru's neck, nibbling it,
and she fought against herself, abandoning her accelerated pulse and going down
instead, kissing her collarbone, eagerly sucking and licking her perfect
breasts.
The sweet, salty taste
of Michiru's skin numbed her senses, the dainty, strong scent of her arousal
intoxicated her, and everything ceased to exist. There was nothing else but the
feel of the aquamarine girl moving beneath her. Her skin brushing against hers,
their breasts pressed together, the feel of her hot, wet womanhood as she
stroke her fingers against it, and her leg pressing in between her own. Deep,
soft moans and breathless gasps filling the room, added an inexplicable sense
of fulfillment.
And when she felt soft
fingers going to play with her, teasing her, torturing her; emulating her
movements and following the set rhythm of their bodies, pressing against her
clitoris, she fought hard against the temptation that exposed, unbelievably
soft, long neck represented, taunting her and calling out to her. She closed
her eyes, resting her forehead on the girl's shoulders, concentrating on the
feeling of her as she slid a finger inside soft, wet folds, loving, melting at
the way Michiru held still, trembling and gasping, arching her back in anxious
anticipation, moaning, and then bucking her hips, following the slow rhythm of
her thrusting finger.
“Ah... Ruka...” Michiru
breathed out, clutching herself to her and moaning.
She kissed her, hard on
the mouth. Tongues fiercely dancing together as the girl's breathing became
more erratic, and so did the movements against Haruka's heated, swollen
clitoris.
She broke the kiss,
moaning huskily. Her entire body was trembling, and their movements became more
desperate; her finger thrusting inside Michiru, caressing her, filling her, the
girl started moaning loudly, breathlessly, as she started climbing the wave of
her orgasm, shaking, trembling, shivering. And unconsciously rubbing her
fingers harder and faster against the blonde, undoing her.
Haruka felt the girl's
walls closing in around her finger, tight and wet, pulsing savagely, and she
desperately grabbed the sheets, feeling herself growing tight and throbbing.
Trying to resist but unable to do so, she finally lost herself completely. Her
mouth found Michiru's neck again, her teeth growing in length and burying
themselves deep in sweet, soft flesh.
Pure bless.
Michiru's cry of ecstasy
and exploding pleasure filled the room as she came, clenching herself to the
blonde's body, shaking uncontrolled. Grabbing her teasing hand and pinning her
to the bed, steadying her shaking body, Haruka rocked her hips against
Michiru's leg, hard, as the feeling of Michiru's release around her finger and
the taste of her blood finally drove her to the edge. Tilting her head up, she
let out a long, deep, trembling moan of her own as she came.
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