"H- Homura!" the young woman cries out.
It's not in pain nor surprise. She knows why this is happening and despite her reddening face, she's enjoying it quite a lot. In fact, her heart is thudding loud in her ears and her thighs are clenched together.
"Ah, ah Asuka."
The sultry whisper that ghosts over her ear has pleasurable shivers running up and down her spine. Slender fingers brush her black hair out of her face and release it from the band that held it up in a ponytail. Her hair falls about her face as the white ribbon flutters to the floor, only the start of the clothes that will pile up.
The other hand slides down her amble chest donning a green tie over a white shirt and yellow vest. Her green plaid skirt rides up around her thighs as her rival's leg worms its way between hers. Asuka breathes heavily as Homura pulls the red bandanna away from neck.
"Homura..." she whispers in defeat.
"You're the one who lost."
"Nngh!" Asuka cries out as one of Homura's hand slips under her vest and grasps at one of her breasts. Her fingers easily sink into the shirt covered flesh. "I- I can't..."
A gentle kiss lands on Asuka's cheek. "You can."
Homura pulls away suddenly and Asuka almost whines at the feeling. She turns around even with trembling knees to see the tanned girl standing before her completely nude. She almost wants to ask how she managed to strip off all her clothes so quickly. But she can't. Her eyes follow the trail of the dark brown ponytail that drapes over Homura's shoulder and towards her breasts.
Asuka hurries to grab at the sheet behind her and rush toward the fellow ninja. "H- Homura you-!" She trips on the blanket dragging on the ground and flies straight for her.
The cloth completely covers Homura who falls backward, her arms reaching out to wrap around Asuka's middle. Asuka, herself, is dazed from falling forward. Her face is nestled between Homura's breasts which are held tightly together thanks to the sheet pulled to her sides. Asuka lies on top of her for a moment, barely even able to register the warmth that presses against her face. She just knows it doesn't hurt.
However, Homura can only laugh at her clumsy lover. "Geez Asuka. You've seen me naked before."
At that, Asuka lifts her head so that Homura's breasts act as a head rest. The latter puffs out her cheeks, "Y- You surprised me!"
"Alright, alright." She shakes her head from side to side with a smile on her lips. "Now, how about you get under here with me?"
Asuka giggles and leans forward, their breasts mashing together in the process. She kisses Homura before beginning to get under the sheet with her. "You have to be gentle this time."
Homura rolls over on top of her before she can even get situated, "No promises." is all she says before the sheet fully masks their movements while she captures Asuka's lips.
For the lovely and most dear Major Mike Powell III
;7; I missed you, you loveable dork. So I refreshed myself with these two ladies and went off.
Although I did have to go back and edit heavily xD Short pieces love mistakes, but hopefully now it's readable.
I hope you like it ^^; Next one will be longer ;D I promise