Title: In Season
Summary: Misty and Cordelia have been together a while, but there are things Misty still doesn't understand. Fortunately, Cordelia is a good teacher. Foxxay/Gooday, pretty well plotless. Fluff.
A/N: These two are my OTP :) I'm satisfied with it as a one-shot but if someone wants me to add on to it, I will gladly do so.
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When it came to sex, Misty knew more about animals than she did about people- and that wasn't because anyone had actually taught her. She'd learned some things just watching the little critters out in the swamp, how animals came into season and...well...reproduced. There were things she learned without meaning to, as simply a by-product of healing the many injuries wild animals were prone to.
But she wasn't an animal, at least not in the same way they were, and now that she was in an official relationship, the in's and out's of human anatomy and sex had become relevant. Thanks to Cordelia, she knew how to use Google well enough to do some research, but most of the websites she'd managed to pull up turned out to serve little purpose. They were mostly diagrams and educational videos on the female reproductive system, sometimes on pregnancy, usually heavily focused on menstruation- nothing that had helped her figure it out so far (is there a particular season we have to be in? Or a moon cycle?). Heck, she didn't even know if two women could have sex- as far as she could tell, sex was just for making babies, and neither of them had the parts that could do that. Asking someone else, though, just felt too embarrassing.
The parts of the relationship they'd had so far were amazing. Handholding, cuddling up in bed when the weather was cold, tending the gardens together...Cordelia was a bit of a homebody, even during those stolen moments when she wasn't completely overwhelmed with tasks, but Misty didn't mind that much. She was getting more interaction now than she ever had living alone at the swamp, and no one had even attempted to tie her down here, so when she wanted to leave, she could- and did. She didn't feel the need to push fancy restaurant dates or trips to the movies; Kyle had become a pretty decent gourmet since being trained as the official butler and the "little Stevie" Zoe had given her (in English, that would be an MP3 player) provided enough entertainment. When it came to Cordelia, she didn't need to be entertained, she needed to be loved- and she got that plenty. She wasn't disappointed with the relationship, but there were things that she just...didn't quite understand.
Sometimes, when Cordelia kissed her, she felt strange on the complete opposite end of her body. And she wasn't stupid- uneducated, maybe, but not stupid- she knew what that part of her body was for. And the last time that happened, the other woman's hands slid up inside her shirt- her fingertips made Misty shiver, but when she opened one eye and asked "What are you doing?"- everything stopped. She didn't know or understand why, but the question seemed to raise some kind of...barrier...and she wished she hadn't said anything so that she could have found out what might've happened next. How did one go about bringing this kind of conversaton up? That was the question on her mind while she was standing in the door frame, looking in at their most beloved Supreme- whose back was facing her from the desk. The girls had been in bed for a little over an hour now, and she was sitting there in a pink silk nightgown that looked just lovely on her, her hair tousled and disorganized without being exactly messy, skimming over a book she hoped to learn more about her newfound Supremacy from. Even from this distance- hell, from anywhere else in the building- Misty could feel that woman's power just radiating off her, like mist rising from the water that enveloped everything in a fog. The feeling was indescribably immense, and as much as she loved Cordelia, it made her feel small. Sometimes, feeling small in a vast world was a relief, and the power she could sense also made her feel protected- but there were times when she wondered if she might not measure up.
"Knock, knock?" she finally announced her presence, lightly tapping her knuckles on the doorframe. She expected to startle her, but she didn't, and it occurred to her for the first time that Cordelia probably knew she was standing there the whole time. "'re ya' busy?" her heart pounded mercilessly against her sternum.
"Not particularly,"
"Can I come in?"
Cordelia turned around slowly in the swiveling chair, and the view of her from the front was even more captivating than the view from the back. "You never have to ask that, Misty. You're always welcome here,"
She nodded and tried to steady the pounding of her heart with a deep breath, though it proved little use. This wasn't the first time she'd been extended the 'my door is always open to you' invitation, and for weeks now she'd simply been comfortable just walking in unannounced, but right now she...well, she wanted her attention, really.
"What's the matter? Did something happen with one of the girls?"
Misty shook her head. "It's not them, Cordelia. I...I want to talk to you 'bout somethin' but...I'm not sure how ta say it..."
The Supreme, somehow, took on an even more serious look when she said that. The 'is it bad?' was evident on her face, but she still sat there patiently. "You don't have to worry about 'how,' you can just...say what you mean,"
She decided, then, to start off in exactly the middle of her train of thought with "I just don't get what's going on, or what we're s'posed ta do," and Cordelia raised a brow at her. This didn't exactly sound like a break-up speech, and the look on Misty's face was starting to read more as embarrassed and flustered than anything. She relaxed in her seat and let the younger girl try to gather her thoughts. "I-I love ya more than anythin', Cordelia," Misty stammered over her words as she realized this was the first time she'd said that when they weren't just getting off to sleep at night; "and I want ta...ya' know...do everything that...people who love each other can do..."
The Supreme witch smiled fondly at Misty, not wanting to interrupt her but thrilled to hear a fully conscious confession of love. She lost track of her own thoughts and words again, though, and went about shuffling her feet, somewhere between wanting to look directly at the headmistress in her pink silk nightgown and wanting to keep her eyes far away.
"I always figured ya'd know when it was time to do somethin' else 'r change somethin'," her hands balled into fists and she tugged nervously at the end of her own nightdress; "'Cause...I don'know anythin' 'bout that, but..." her face went red and her voice trailed off, but Cordelia understood the gist of her concern well enough that it didn't need elaboration. She was ready and willing to 'take the next step' in their relationship, but didn't know exactly what that step was or if it even existed. Without pushing her for more words, she stood up from the chair and approached her. When they were sufficiently close, she reached out and grabbed a strand of Misty's hair between her thumb and pointer finger and twirled it around all the way down, feeling a slight dampness from her shower.
"I didn't know, Misty," she murmured softly, pecking her lovingly on the lips; "I...I guess I assumed you'd know,"
"Know what?"
It was the older woman's turn to redden this time- truly, a sight to behold for such a powerful being to blush in your presence- and Misty's breathing hitched. "I've been thinking that I'd...like to make love to you..." it sounded cheesy, and she knew that, but it seemed the best way to say it. "I thought you knew and just weren't ready for it yet,"
"No," she answered, and reached up to meet her hand with Cordelia's; "That's not it at all," a nervous smile eeked it's way out of her mouth; "I really love ya, ya know. If it's you," she actually pronounced it 'you' that time; "I'm ready for anything," she pursed her lips, pulling the lower one in further. "I just...I'm not gonna know...what ta do..."
"Don't you worry about that," she responded with a coy half-smile and kissed her again, this time letting their lips mingle and linger before pulling away. "I'll help you," she grasped Misty's hand and gave it an encouraging, gentle squeeze; "But I don't want you to feel like you're under any pressure to do this. You can say 'stop' at any time, and it stops immediately- no questions asked,"
"Cordelia," Misty whispered, getting down close enough to her ear that her breath warmed the other woman's ear lobe; "I'm ready,"
She nodded and stepped out of the office, their hands still intertwined, and shut the door with her free hand. Both their hearts were bounding up and down in their chests, doing front flips and back flips- leaving them both pleasantly nervous. Cordelia had never been with a woman before, that was true, but she had been a woman and she knew what she appreciated. There was no reason why this had to be strange for either of them. Down the hall, they finally made it into the bedroom; Cordelia shut and locked the door with her mind and quickly turned her attention back to her Cajun companion.
"You remember what I said now," she told her, placing her hands on either side of her neck and lightly stroking them back as she leaned in to kiss her again; "If anything hurts or feels uncomfortable...or you just don't want me to touch you any more...you tell me. Just because you love me doesn't mea-"
Misty cut her off with her own mouth pressed against hers. "I promise," she replied, pulling her face away. Cordelia smiled at the joy on the younger girl's face, though. She could sense the thrill of discovering something new. In fact, this was probably quite exciting for both of them. The blonde swamp witch stepped backwards and sat atop the bed with Cordelia leaning over her, one hand on either side of her body. The new-found Supreme of the coven situated herself so that she could stretch her upper body upwards- which she did to pull the nightgown off, her legs situated on either side of Misty's now. The younger witch became entranced at the sight of her bare upper body; Cordelia never wore a bra to sleep in. This had never been relevant information before now, but she'd found herself simply admiring the now-bare skin. She didn't realize her awe-stricken glances were embarrassing.
Warm lips pressed back against hers, and this time, it was more than lips. Cordelia slid her tongue inside Misty's mouth, a startling sensation no matter how many times she'd done it before, and held her face gently with her hands. Misty closed her eyes in bliss as that tongue slid against hers. She felt her nether regions liven up, and hoped Cordelia felt the same, bringing her hands up to cradle her face as well. Their mouths open and shut in synch, tongues darting back and forth, over and under each other. At the very last second, Cordelia snatched Misty's lower lip gently between her teeth and nibbled on it. Fingertips slowly glided up her thighs, pushing up the green cotton nightgown she'd been wearing, ghosting across the flesh of her stomach- making it tremble. She was gasping and struggling for air, but it was the most wonderful sensation of breathlessness she'd ever experienced. Cordelia leaned forward on her legs, letting her hot breath caress Misty's ear, her voice vibrating off that sweet spot just behind her ear lobe;
"As long as it's alright with you..." the voice was undeniably sultry, and certainly different from the voice that normally came from this mouth; "I'm going to take this off,"
Misty nodded to give her permission and moved, stretching up and pulling her back away from the headboard while she held true to her word. The fabric was discarded alongside the pink satin. It was her turn to be embarrassed by the awe-struck glances. How lucky she felt that a woman with such power and beauty would notice her! She smiled and pushed her neck forward, offering her lips- and the lovely goddess accepted, again using her tongue, gliding it softly against the roof of Misty's mouth. For the first time, the Cajun let a moan escape her, and Cordelia smiled into the noise. She kissed a line fire from that precious spot behind the earlobe all the way down to the collar bone. Misty gasped noisily for air when her gentle lips turned to suck at the hollow spot, so enthralled with the sensations in her body she barely noticed her hands stroking the Supreme's soft skin, trailing the center of her spine and up and down her stomach. Her warm lips moved back up to her ear. Using the tip of her tongue, she outlined Misty's ear, then nibbled on the earlobe. This earned her another moan, and she thought that if this were the only sound she ever heard again, she would be completely fine with that.
"I love you," she murred, her voice ever low and sultry, vibrating off her precious pulse point. She ever-so-gently scraped her teeth across that spot, sending shivers down Misty's spine. Her hips bucked upwards, and Cordelia smiled fondly at the other girl's legs. Ghostly fingertips stroked her chest and then down the sides of her body. The Supreme bent towards the other ear and paid it the same attention, licking from earlobe to the end of the shell, nibbling the ear lobe, scraping the pulse point. She toyed with this one more, unable to control that wild urge she had to make this girl moan out in pleasure. She kissed the second line of fire from that ear to the other collar bone, but didn't stop to suck there this time. Her mouth trailed down Misty's right breast a centimeter at a time until it touched the most wonderful spot. The curly-haired blonde opened her eyes just to stare at her in anticipation. First, Cordelia extended her tongue and used the tip to flick her semi-hard nipple. She gasped again when that hot mouth took the whole thing in and clutched onto the other woman's shoulders, her hips bucking up again already. Suck, suck, suck. Cordelia's tongue swirled her hardening nipple and she arched out straight so that her head went back. "How are you holding up?" she suddenly asked teasingly as the breast fell from her mouth, using her index finger to circle the nipple she'd just assaulted with love.
"...ohh..." was all the answer she got, and she smiled at that. "Oh!" her body arched again when she softly grasped the nipple by adding her thumb to it. Whilst she massaged that nipple with those fingers, she decided to pay attention to her other breast the same way, enveloping it in her mouth and sucking on it ever so gently. Her tongue caressed the hardening bud into erectness and Misty's mouth, while it was currently silent, was no longer closing except when she remembered to swallow. Both nipples became tiny, rock hard pebbles rolling between her fingers and the swamp witch found that she couldn't keep her legs still. She suddenly stopped with both hands, and Misty cried out softly from the loss of contact, though her right hand soon found itself over the cloth of her panties.
"May I?" she asked in that voice that was so low and riveting she thought she might explode from just that. Misty wasn't certain was might happen or what Cordelia could want there, but whatever it was, it was hers. She nodded her head and found a soft, gentle hand caressing the mount of her womanhood. "Wow," she whispered, leaning so her voice vibrated against her ear again; "I don't even have to go any further than this,"
"Hnn..." she moaned when a single finger stroked the inside of her folds and caressed her clit. "Tha-hat feels so good..." she groaned, and yelped when she pulled her finger away. Misty opened her eyes again to see what was going on, and found Cordelia tasting her from her finger. It seemed like such an odd idea, but it occurred to her that a mouth might feel really nice down there, and her muscles twitched and clenched at the thought.
"If you like that," she murred into her ear once more; "You'll love this," and the woman slowly glided down, taking the younger female's panties with her from between her teeth, and spread her legs slightly. Warm lips pressed up to her folds, evoking a soft scream. She dug her nails into the sheets, into the bed, gritting her teeth, trying not to let out the uncontrolable shrieks of the pleasure she felt for fear of waking up the entire house. Cordelia's tongue entered her and she pounded her fists on the bed. Her legs bucked wildly. Then, she moved to lick up the lips of her nether region, nipping just over her clit so the vibration of her teeth would be pleasurable without her actually feeling said teeth.
"Wait, wait, Cordelia," it pained her to beg for pause, but she had to. Cordelia, true to her word, halted immediately. Misty shivered and thrashed with need. "S-somethi-" she was too out of breath to get the words out properly. "Some...thing...is hap...happenin'...ooh..." the need in her core was driving her wild, but for once, she was frightened. She honestly didn't know where this was supposed to go, how this was supposed to end, but if all that was in store was for her to just keep craving Cordelia's touch more and more it might literally drive her mad.
"What do you mean?"
"I...I feel...strange..." she panted, desperate both to talk and to feel Cordelia in her again. She used her hand to motion over her pelvic region. "It feels...I don't...somethin' is..."
Another fond smile, and the Supreme climbed back up onto the bed. "Shh, shh shh shh..." she uttered soothingly, but even the whispers and the gentle strokes on her face were too much for Misty to handle just then.
"Cor-Corde-!" she thrusted her legs, stopping just short of the looming 'whatever' that was supposed to happen.
"Do you trust me?" she asked softly, taking one of Misty's hands. She nodded vigorously.
"O-hof course I d-do," she stuttered, her muscles contracting again. She moaned, desperate for contact in that sacred space again.
"Alright. Then I need you to just relax, Misty. I promise, what you're feeling is normal,"
Misty nodded. It looked like her eyes were about to bug out of her skull, and it seemed she was straining like crazy.
"You want me to keep going?"
"Gra-gracious sake's, Cordelia!" she cried out; "Yes!"
"Shh, shh," she soothed and laughed simultaneously; "Okay," and she shifted back down to her spot rather quickly. She slowly slid a single finger into Misty's core and kissed her lips in that precious spot just over the top of her clit.
"Haaah-aaahhhh!" she was dripping from her most feminine area, and as soon as Cordelia swirled her jewel with her tongue, she was done for. Her muscles spasmed and she came, fists clenched up in the sheets, mouth wide open. Cordelia was tempted to keep going and pleasure her over and over, but this was quite likely her first orgasm and she figured she should let her get used to one at a time, first. She gently kissed her mound and folds sporadically as the muscle contractions gushed more and more fluid out onto her hand. Hoping to increase the intensity, though, she moved her finger around slightly, twisting and thrusting with it. It was just one, but for now it did the trick. When Misty seemed to have come down enough from the orgasm, Cordelia climbed up onto the bed and wrapped her arms around her trembling figure.
"Not bad for my first time,"
Her breathing hadn't returned to normal yet, so her sentence came out in a string of broken pants; "That...can't...'ve be..." deep breath; "been yer'..."
Cordelia smirked and raised her index finger to Misty's lips, effectively silencing her. Then, she gently stroked her lower lip, coating it with the fluid that gushed out on her hand seconds prior.
"First time with a woman," she admitted, nuzzling up to her neck so her voice would vibrate off it. Misty instinctively extended her tongue and licked the finger before it, tasting herself on the other woman's hand.
"Dee," she moved on the bed; "I wanna...try for..."
"Shh," she stroked her blonde curls back; "Let yourself rest a minute, we have plenty of time,"
The two of them lie there quietly a few minutes. Cordelia admired her handiwork in the afterglow on Misty's face and the heat still radiating from her body.
"I don't think I've ever done that before," she commented, her fingertips trailing up Cordelia's bare stomach. Sure, she'd touched herself before- she was a healthy teenager- but she never knew there was anything to be had from that. She stretched and moved, and this time her Most Beloved Supreme willingly reclined for her. "Think I'd remember if I had,"
"Not even...by yourself?"
Misty's face was full of shock at that suggestion. "Ya' can do this by yer'self?" and Cordelia buried her face in her hands and laughed. "What's funny about it?" she tried to stop, as the girl clearly felt embarrassed, but the reaction was just so cute- it was hard not to.
"I'm sorry," she finally said, wrapping her arms around her. "It was cute. I'm not making fun of you. But, yes...you can do this by yourself,"
She nuzzled her head into Cordelia's neck and sighed. Her hot breath ignited the other woman's nerves, causing a beautiful little jump without her intending to. Noting this reaction, she gave her a coy smile and pressed their lips together. "I'm glad ya' got to do it first, though,"
Cordelia beamed with an adoring smile. "I'm honored," she answered with slightly jerking breaths. Her face tinged pink again at the reverent glances Misty gave her body.
"You're...really amazin'...you know..." Misty muttered, her struggle to gather her thoughts becoming more and more apparent.
"Misty," she spoke softly, but got her attention just the same; "What do you want to do?" when more confused silence followed, she gave her a wry smile and wrapped her arms gently around her neck. "Just being here with you is perfect," she assured; "If you aren't ready, there's no pressure,"
She shook her head. "Ain't like that, Dee. I...I'm ready, I just..."
Cordelia gently took her hand and placed it over her chest. Misty watched intently, feeling the soft skin beneathe her hand, redness rising in her cheeks. She guided the hand down and allowed the smaller blonde to cup her breast in her hand, then smiled at her. "See?" she offered gently. "Whatever you want to do, just...try,"
She nodded and hesitantly leaned herself forward, gathering her courage before leaving a few light kisses along her neck. Cordelia eased into it, letting her experiment until she found exactly the right nerves. The gasps from the older woman let her know she'd found them, and once she had, she exploited them- honed her mouth in around them and suckled them. She was slow and methodical, but she was a good student. She learned quickly. Soon, her mouth was on the other side of her neck, sucking again at the spots she already knew would be sensitive. Cordelia was already tingling from the sights and sounds of having given Misty her first orgasm, but she wanted to give her time to take it slow.
As the swamp witch pulled her face away from Cordelia's neck, she stroked the woman's stomach with her fingertips- up and down. The touch was feather-light and wonderful and she moved them around and around in circles, causing her hips to rise. Misty wasn't so sure she could do more than one thing at a time yet, the way her lover had done with her, so she went more slowly. She cupped Cordelia's breast again and massaged it with her hand. When her nipple hardened up against her, she lowered her head and licked it. The tip of her tongue gently grazed the peak, and the broken gasp of pleasure urged her to do so again.
"m'I doin' alright, Dee?" she asked, and received a nod of approval. She licked the bud again and watched the pink flush to red over and over, under the assault of her tongue. Then, she switched to the other breast. This one was already hard, and seemed to be more sensitive than the first. Cordelia clutched onto Misty's shoulders as her tongue slid across it. "Hey, ya' said ya' can do this by yer'self, right?"
"Uh-huh,"
"Ya ever...touch here..?" she motioned over her erected nipples. Cordelia nodded. "Would ya show me?"
She nodded again and lifted her hands, showing Misty how she lightly pinched and tweaked them to her satisfaction. Misty was captivated by the show, but wanted to continue touching her, so she began to imitate the way she touched them herself. The sensation of having her play with them caused the Supreme to finally moan out in a breath of air, and the Cajun smiled with pride. Next, she planted kisses down the center of her stomach, starting with the small valley between her breasts. She tried to love every centimeter. Moving down didn't come as easily or smoothly for her as it had for Cordelia, but she was alright with that. She felt wet and swollen between her legs from having made love to Misty beforehand and all the touching only served to feed the fire. When the blonde stopped to suck her bellybutton, she took in a whalloping breath and bucked. Her hands white-knuckled the sheets.
"You-ho're a qui-quick learner, Misty," she whimpered, stomach trembling- and it was true. Misty was a quick learner, and although some of her motions came off clumsily, every touch felt wonderful.
"I'm glad," she answered sincerely, kissing down her pelvic area. She pulled Cordelia's dampening panties off, then slid her fingers over the slickened mound.
"Haaahhnn...!" she stretched and pushed into the touch. Misty massaged her lightly with both hands, bringing her fingers down over the pink lips. Remembering what Cordelia had done with her, she pulled her wet fingers away to taste the liquid on them, and the loss of contact caused a series of rhythmic pelvic thrusts and desperate grunts. "God, Misty, please," she whimpered, her clit twitching from within; "I can't take anymore,"
This was the spot she was most nervous about touching. Slowly and curiously, she placed but a single finger inside the swollen folds and felt around. Cordelia cried out in agonized pleasure just as she found the proper spot to enter. Misty cautiously twisted it around inside and moved it in and out.
"More," she begged again, then struggled to elaborate. "Your fingers,"
Once she figured out what the woman meant, she added a second finger and- as it seemed natural- stretched them out inside her core. Cordelia let out a moan that nearly became a shriek. "Ya' alright, Dee?" she asked and the woman nodded vigorously. Misty's fingers touched her just the right way, but she went so slowly and gently that the building orgasm began to feel like the end of a hallway in a nightmare.
"Faster!" she grunted, feeling her nether region twitch with need. "Just...a little...f-faster..." she squirmed and grabbed at the pillow under her head. Misty bit her lower lip.
"I'm afraid I'll hurt ya if I do that," she admitted; "But I'll try this,"
Her warm mouth clutched around the Supreme's precious jewel. Immediately, her legs jerked. Misty sucked on it, sporadically but softly as she tried to coordinate with her fingers, and the looming orgasm finally rushed over her in a wave of bliss. The girl kept her fingers inserted until Cordelia's muscled no longer contracted, and then she climbed back up into her rightful spot. Cordelia kissed her, hard and hot, and she still tasted herself in the woman's mouth.
"So I take it I did alright?" she joked when she finally had a second to ask.
"Perfect," she answered, and kissed her hard again.
"Dee," Misty got cut off by a tongue sliding inside her mouth; she grasped onto the other woman's shoulders. "Hey," panting; "ya don't have ta...ta stop 'r nothin', but...what 're ya-" she was stopped when Cordelia's teeth grasped her earlobe. She'd started feeling hot again around the time she'd just touched her lover the first time, but it didn't occur to her that they could...go for another round.
"I want to..." she murred, close back up to her ear again, sending thrills down her spine; "do that to you again," she kissed her neck; "Is that alright?"
"We can...we can do it a second time?"
Cordelia's response was a wry leer as she pulled back, letting the two of them make eye contact. "Of course," she answered, stroking the other girl's neck with her fingertips; "We can do this as much as you want to,"
"We might never leave this room then,"
Cordelia actually blushed then and gave Misty a beaming smile. "I see nothing wrong with that,"
The swamp witch beamed back, then levered herself so she could stroke Cordelia's hair. She extended her arms so that her hands trailed lines all the way down her back and brought their lips to meet again. "Touch me," she suggested with a coy grin as they pulled apart.
"Gladly," she responded and leaned forward again, taking Misty's earlobe between her teeth, enjoying how every nibble made her breathing more and more erratic. She nibbled up the shell of her ear and back down again, then licked it in the same pattern. Her Cajun lover was already putty in her hands.
"H-How do ya do that without hurtin' me?"
"Just gotta be really gentle with my mouth," she ran her fingers up Misty's torso, then nibbled and licked her other ear- this time more slowly. "Alright, now I'm gonna need you to relax,"
The younger girl nodded amiably and laid back. Soft, feather-light fingertips massaged her neck and her legs stretched out when Cordelia pressed her mouth to the hollow spot between her throat and collar bones and sucked lightly. She bucked and whimpered in surprise when the Supreme entered her folds with a finger. She dipped it inside, let the fluid soak her finger, then pulled it out. Misty gasped and groaned in protest. The smirking older woman stroked the other girl's nipple with her finger and coated it, then softly sucked it right off. To ensure she had gotten all of it, she flicked the hardened bud with the tip of her tongue.
"Oh, Christ, Dee," she whimpered pleadingly. Another finger entered her, then pulled out, and Corelia repeated the same with her other nipple. Misty's clit quivered and her muscles jerked.
"Thought you might like that," she plunged her finger into the depths of her again, but this time she caressed her hardened jewel before taking it out. She worked slowly with her nipple, kissing, then licking, and finally dragged her teeth over the very tip of it so very lightly...
"Ah!" Misty cried out and bucked her legs. She was clutched onto Cordelia tightly, her mouth now agape in a constant plea. Cordelia admired the needy expression, plunged into her again, caressed that throbbing, needy spot, and pulled out again. She massaged the other nipple with her finger this time, and the curly-haired witch was fighting herself not to scratch the other woman painfully in her feverish desire. As her teeth dragged over the top of the nipple, another clench happened in Misty's nether region and caused her increasing dampness to leak out of her.
"I love you, Misty," hot breath caressed her ear. She kissed her lips, then began slowly licking a trail from her breasts to her hips.
"I love you," she whimpered needily in reply. "So, so much,"
Cordelia gently slid her arms around Misty's hips, raising them up. She kissed the inside of each thigh, then suckled, and lightly nipped at the end. The younger girl cried out in pleasure and need. Finally, a finger plunged inside her and didn't taunt her by leaving. She clenched her walls around it in hopes it would stay in.
"Dee," she moaned intensely, back arching as she felt a warm puff of air ghost across her folds; "I...It's...ohh..." she shivered; "It's...I'm gonna...lose it again..."
She licked, slowly and reverently, up the folds. She could tell Misty was close- dangerously close- and whispered; "You can let it go,"
The moans and whimpers became more and more desperate. That tongue- that blessed tongue- swirled around her clit again and she got so close to screaming she thought she'd lose it entirely.
"What's wrong, Misty? Why are you holding back?"
Words to describe the feelings escaped her. She reached down and clutched Cordelia's shoulder in desperation.
"Are you afraid?" she furrowed her brows. "May I see inside your head?"
Misty nodded vigorously and Cordelia quickly decided to allow their minds to meld. She felt the intensity of her lover's building orgasm, but that wasn't all. She could feel her own power swirling inside Misty's muscles, activating her nerves, and it seemed that the poor girl was overwhelmed with the force of her love. Misty felt all of the power she held as the Supreme, and all the love she felt for her, and the sensations made the pleasure that was building feel almost frightening. Cordelia climbed back up onto the bed and, very gently, moved both herself and Misty so that the latter was reclined on top of her. Their bodies slid sensually against each other.
"Okay," she whispered, reaching down to her precious core. "I'll hold you, alright?" she kissed the side of her neck, earning another soft whimper. "I'll be right here,"
"Oh!" she bucked and thrusted as the fingers entered her again. Cordelia twisted her fingers around inside, then stroked her clit with her thumb, and Misty cried out again. "Cor-de-I'm-"
"Shh..." the hot air sent shivers down her spine again; "It's alright, just let it go,"
"Hah-!" she squalled out as the waves over-came her. Her voice was cut off into a strangled gasp by the flexing of her muscles. Cordelia kept her finger inside and sucked on her neck gently as she came down from the heights of the orgasm. It was so intense that it nearly hurt- just nearly- an orgasm that exploited every bit of pleasure it could bring. Misty rocked lightly against the hand to intensify it further, like some sort of addiction.
"Are you alright?"
She let out a noisy pant and nodded her head.
"I didn't mean to over-whelm you," she said, stroking the blonde curls back.
"I-" Misty was too breathless, still fighting for oxygen, to respond properly.
"Shh," a gentle kiss to the back of her neck. "Just relax,"
She held her through the entire duration of the orgasm, only moving when Misty was able to breathe normally again and she could no longer visibly watch the flesh of her neck jump with each pounding of her heart. They only shifted enough to cuddle side-by-side and free up Cordelia's hand.
"It didn't hurt, did it?"
"No, it was just...strong," Misty kissed her lightly on the lips, but her breathing wasn't quite normal enough to let her make it deeper. "I prob'ly made a mess, didn't I?"
"I'll change the sheets,"
"Did I take all of you?" the resurgent blurted out randomly. She shook her head at herself, took in another trembling breath, and elaborated; "I knew I was feelin' you, Dee. That must be why it was so strong, but did I..?"
"I tried to hold back, in the end," she blushed, her eyes trailing downwards. "Once I realized what was happening. I didn't know that could happen- I'm so-"
"Don't be sorry, Dee," she stroked Cordelia's face. "It was...wonderful...ta feel how much ya love me,"
"Were you scared?"
She was quiet, but eventually gave a hesitant nod. "A little, but not 'cause o' ya," Misty leaned forward and kissed the side of her face. "I hope I...I can make ya feel like that..."
"I think you need to rest, Misty,"
A wry smile. "But it feels so good ta do this for ya," she sucked on the crook of her neck, her fingertips trailing down the center of her back. Their breasts flushed against each other and Misty rolled Cordelia over- slowly and gently, as her legs were still weak- and she peppered her chest with kisses. "I want ya ta feel how much I love ya, too,"
"This isn't a competition, Misty," Cordelia replied, stroking some stray strands of hair out of her face. "I know how much you love me, you don't have to prove anything,"
"I know, but ya deserve it, Miss Cordelia," she hadn't called her that in quite a while. "It...it feels so..." she ran out of words right then and stopped herself. "I'd like ta show ya, if I can,"
She smiled at her wanly and took her hand. "You can do whatever you like with me, but I don't want you to do it just because you feel obligated to. This isn't a math problem,"
"I wanna do it because I love ya, Cordelia. Not for any other reason," she lowered her mouth to the other woman's ear and whispered; "'Sides...I got some ideas," with that, she pressed her tongue to the side of her Supreme's neck and licked long, slow, and hard up to her ear. She wasn't quite confident enough to use her teeth yet, but she kissed and sucked at her ear lobe and tried to use her right hand elsewhere, softly stroking the flesh of her stomach. She switched ears, doubling the excitement that was already building up inside the more experienced witch. Cordelia's fingers were still slick with Misty's fluids, so she pulled them up into her mouth and sucked on them out of pure curiosity, leading to a rather wide-eyed expression from the woman beneath her. "Somethin' wrong, Dee?" she asked, licking at the tip of one of her digits. Cordelia shook her head 'no.'
"Here," her cheeks tinged pink. She reached her less coordinated hand down into her nether region and pulled them out wet, then offered them to Misty. She engulfed the two fingers in her mouth, sucking first and then licking the tips, like she were being fed some rare and delicate treat. The curly-haired girl smirked coyly. She lightly scraped her hands up and down Cordelia's sides and sucked on the upper part of her breast- not yet nearing the nipple, though the thought teased at the woman's head. Instead of getting closer, she switched sides, hoping to create anticipation. On each side, she sucked lines all the way down and her nipples were both already semi-hard. Instead of pinching them the way they'd done before, she lightly rolled them on her fingers, over both breasts simultaneously. The gasping breaths told her she had chosen correctly. She was starting to feel it now, she realized- that sensation of another person's power settling over her- the odd, indescribable feeling of another person's love for you circulating through your own blood stream. It was pure magic, and it was intoxicating, and she understood why Misty was so intent on making her feel it. "Misty..." she moaned, her back arching already.
"Ya can feel it now, can'tcha?" she purred lovingly. Cordelia nodded. "Good. I wanted to let ya feel that, Dee," she kissed each pebble-hard nipple with ghostly lips. The Supreme raised her hand up to the back of Misty's hair. It shook, but she was gentle in grasping at her curls. The swamp witch took the hint and enclosed a nipple within her mouth. She sucked, and Cordelia's hands traveled all along her shoulders and back. Soft, breathless moans escaped her. The tip of her tongue flicked the flushed bud and she switched to the other side to repeat.
"Misty..." light nails trailed her abdomen while that adoring mouth worshipped her breasts. Cordelia's legs began to buck up, looking for contact. She'd never been this close to orgasm just from having her breasts toyed with, but in this case, she was.
"Ya alright?" her beloved witch nodded.
"Yes, I just...want...m-more..." her clit twitched. The force of Misty's love for her was making her dizzy, but not overwhelmingly so.
"Oh, don't worry, Dee. We can do this as much as ya want ta," her stomach trembled as Misty's warm tongue lick the line from her naval to her cleavage, after which she kissed her way back down. Her downward motion was quickly becoming less clunky, and now she was facing Cordelia's bellybutton. She glanced up hesitantly at the other woman, then dipped her tongue inside.
"Ooh!" her thighs raised again and she clutched at the sheets. She plunged her tongue in and out, in and out, driving her wilder each time and this was such a basic place to touch. "Hah..hah...hah..." she panted noisily. As the younger woman shifted down further, Cordelia expected some relief for the burning in her more sacred place, but Misty instead increased it. She slowly lifted her leg up and kissed her haphazardly from the back of her knee all the way to her thigh. Her tongue caressed the flesh of her inner thigh and she was so, so close to where Cordelia craved her touch the most but then she moved back down. "Mi-Misty..." she moaned, lips pressing to her other leg, slowly climbing up.
"I know, Dee," she said softly, letting her warm breath dance across her lower lips. Her blessed tongue entered into the core of her being, and the Supreme cried out in pleasure. Her back arched. Misty sucked every piece of drenched skin on her way up to the other woman's clit.
"Oh my goood," she twitched again and her own fluids gushed out. Misty, remembering what she had done last time, entered two fingers into her and very gently thrusted them in and out. Kiss. She slid her tongue inside the gap between Cordelia's clit and lips, then flicked and kissed. "Misty, oh-! Hoooh!" finally, it came over her. Outside the house, lightning flashed and thunder roared, even though there wasn't supposed to be any kind of storm going on.
"Did I do that?"
Cordelia nodded but was too breathless to answer verbally. When she finally could, the first words she choked out were "Thank you," and then she motioned towards the area beside her on the bed. Misty pulled her fingers out slowly, sucked them off, and then climbed up on the bed to lie beside her. Her legs were still weak and tired, but the satisfaction of making her feel that was far greater than her exhaustion.
"Thank ya," she whispered back, giving her beloved Supreme a light kiss on the lips. "I don't think I could ever get tired of seein' ya like that, Dee. It didn't hurt 'r nothin'?"
"No, but come here," she extended her arm out to the side; "I wanna hold you,"
Misty snuggled up beside her, putting her head over her chest. Her heart was still pounding hard. Cordelia didn't think she'd ever been this exhausted after just two in one night. She stroked Misty's arm and shoulders lightly, evoking a shudder, though neither of them had much energy left.
"Sorry I messed up the sheets,"
She giggled at that. "Well, Misty, you weren't the only one,"
"That's..." she looked up to see her face; "That's good, right?"
Cordelia smiled and kissed her. "It's wonderful. It shows how much I wanted you,"
She laid her head back down and the older woman played with her curls. "I don't want ta move outta this bed ever again,"
"Then don't," she joked. "We can just stay here forever,"
Moments of blissful silence, then:
"How do we know when we're in season?"
"How do we what?"
"Ya know...how do we know when we can do this again?"
The older witch covered her face in her hands and laughed. "You're so cute sometimes, you know?" Misty didn't get the joke, but Cordelia didn't laugh long. It was a perfectly reasonable assumption for someone who'd spent so much time around animals. "We don't have a particular season, Misty. Like I said, we can do this whenever we want to. Might have to get creative sometimes...but we can do this whenever we want to, as much as we want to,"
The scent in the room had taken on something strange and potent. It smelled like musk, sweat, spent adrenalyn. There was a mixing of their feminine perfumes, something earthy, something soapy...and something that just smelled of absolute magic. It was watery and salty and thick, but not unpleasant. Misty closed her eyes.
"Here," Cordelia pulled a sheet over her companion and herself. "You look a little cold,"
"Thanks,"
Outside the window, now rain was falling. It wasn't any time near the rainy season; Cordelia had made that happen in her exhuberant pleasure.
"Always liked rain," Misty commented, and Cordelia grinned at her.
"Yeah, I think I could get used to it,"
"Ya'r gonna have ta get used to it, Dee,"
"Oh, yeah? Why's that?"
She weakly picked herself up and kissed her lover on the lips. "'Cause I'm thinkin' it might not be a bad idea ta flood us out,"
"I love you, Misty,"
"I love ya, too,"