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Author's note: This is a new style of things for me, it was probably one of the most difficult thing I have written.
Contains; Lesbian sex, self pleasure, swear words, lemony goodness! Read and Review, no haters please!
Persuasion
Ami let out a long sigh as she took off her glasses and leaned back in her chair pinching the bridge of her nose. Her days were usually long, but they felt longer because she had no one to go home to. Makoto was in France at a Chef's convention, she wanted Ami to go with her, but Ami had patients who were going to deliver soon so she couldn't leave. Makoto left at Ami's insistence, because of all people Ami knew how important dreams were and she also knew that they could tear relationships apart. Cooking was important to her love, and she wasn't about to take that away from her soul mate. Another sigh escaped her lips as she saw green eyes and long brown hair streak across her closed eye lids, she rubbed her face. She leaned forward on her desk looking at a photo of the two Makoto took right before she left. Ami smiled at the photo, her face grew slightly red at the memory. Makoto liked to bring Ami her lunch everyday, but she couldn't resist the opportunity to take her favorite doctor and fuck her blind on her desk. At this, the ache that had been growing between her legs for the past three weeks was growing steadily worse.
Ami wasn't a stranger to female anatomy, after all she was a doctor in that area of medicine. However, the thought of touching herself in a non-medical or sexual way didn't appeal to the young doctor. It made her uncomfortable to think about it at night when she tried to fall asleep without Makoto. She needed Makoto, and she needed the release that only Makoto could give her.
"I miss you Mako." Ami whispered.
Almost as if on cue her phone rang, she picked it up.
` "Ami." A soft, husky voice said.
"Makoto." Ami breathed, her tone of voice told Makoto everything she needed to know about her girlfriend's wellbeing.
"How is my favorite doctor?" Makoto asked.
"Missing you." Ami replied.
"I miss you too Love." Makoto said.
"How is the convention? Learn anything new?" Ami asked trying to move the conversation along.
"Nothing I didn't already know . I have already out cooked eight top chefs. Some people aren't too pleased, but I am just a natural. I wasn't trying to win;I was just doing what I love. There are some who have offered me jobs and all kinds of outrageous things.But of course I turn them down. It's alot of work." Makoto replied, she yawned.
"You sound exhausted." Ami said concerned.
"You sound more exhausted than Ido.Are you not sleeping well at night Ami?" Makoto asked.
"No I am not sleeping very well. I delivered three babies this week, and two more are on the way. So I'm not getting much sleep." Ami replied.
"You have a migraine don't you?" Makoto asked.
"What makes you say that?" Ami asked pinching the bridge of her nose again.
"I just know, besides I know that when you have migraines you don't sleep very well." Makoto replied a matter-of-factly.
"It's not just the migraines that keep me awake." Ami muttered.
"What's bothering you Ami-chan?" Makoto asked.
Ami didn't respond right away, she didn't want to admit that she had urges. That she had a burn that she needed to take care of, she didn't want to admit to herself that she was a coward because she wouldn't touch herself. Makoto was a lot stronger than she was, Makoto wasn't afraid of her body, she embraced it, and she knew it inside and out. Makoto knew that Ami had confidence issues. She was embarrassed by her body and she wouldn't explore it the way she knew Makoto explored her own body. She knew Makoto could satisfy herself with a few flicks of her fingers, but that was something Ami could not and would not do.
"You know Ami ,when it's night and I am lying in bed, I think about you. I think about holding you and kissing you… do you think about me?" Makoto asked.
Ami didn't understand why the conversation suddenly became more intimate. But she decided to go along with Makoto for now.
"I always think about you." Ami replied.
"Of course my thoughts of you aren't always g-rated…I think about doing all sorts of things with you…to you…" Makoto said.
Ami's groin tightened at Makoto's words, the conversation had changed so quickly she was afraid of where this might go.
"I think about that too." Ami said her voice cracking.
"I love the way your body feels against mine. And well the thoughts get more inappropriate from there; sometimes I can't control my thoughts." Makoto said in a low, thick voice.
Ami swallowed hard, she knew what Makoto was trying to do. But her burn was growing too intense to ignore. She chose her next words carefully; she didn't want to give away her arousal.
"Enlighten me?" Ami asked almost panting.
Makoto smiled into the receiver, she was breaking down Ami's walls, she had been playing her cards carefully since she had left, trying to help Ami break this barrier, and now Makoto had her girlfriend right where she wanted her.
"What are you wearing?" Makoto asked.
"Slacks, blouse, and my shoes." Ami replied.
"What color is your blouse?" Makoto asked.
"Green." Ami replied quickly.
"The one that I bought you right before I left?" Makoto asked.
"Yes." Ami replied.
"You miss me that much?" Makoto asked, thought she already knew the answer.
"I miss you more than you know…" Ami replied.
"What do you miss about me?" Makoto asked.
"I miss your smell; the way you laugh…I can hardly sleep at night because I miss you lying next to me, kissing me, holding me. I need you Mako; I need you with me, inside of me." Ami replied before she could stop herself.
Ami rarely talked like that, even behind closed doors. This bold new side of Ami was a major turn on for Makoto. She sighed and shifted her position on her chair, her own arousal was getting close to danger level, but this was about Ami's release, not hers. She knew that the separation was taking a toll on Ami, and that she couldn't hold out much longer.
"Lock your office door Ami." Makoto said.
Ami did as she was told, though she thought this an odd request from some one who was half a world away.
"Take off your shoes." Makoto said.
It was a simple request, but it was loaded with lust. Ami slid her feet out of her shoes, even going the extra step to remove her socks.
"Now put the phone on the hook and put me on speaker, you're going to need both hands." Makoto said.
"Mako…I…" Ami started, but any protests were cut off abruptly.
"Just do it Ami." Makoto said firmly.
"You're on speaker." Ami said defeated.
"Now unbutton your blouse…tell me ,what color is your bra?" Makoto asked.
"It's green." Ami breathed.
Her skin was on fire as each button came undone underneath her fingers.
"I miss you so much Ami…I miss your laugh…I miss the way you whisper my name when I kiss your neck…whisper for me Ami." Makoto said.
"Makoto…" Ami rasped as her hands moved over her neck.
Ami gasped, she could almost feel Makoto's lips on her neck.
"I love the way your skin tastes after a long day at work…the salt on my lips drives me crazy…the moan you let out as I lick around your breasts…touch your breasts for me Ami." Makoto said.
Ami ran her hands over her still covered breasts, her fingers brushing over her hardening nipples.
"I love it when your nipples get hard against my palms as I massage your breasts…Pinch your nipples for me Ami." Makoto said.
Ami moved one of her hands under her bra and gasped as she pinched a painfully erect nipple between her fingers.
"Makoto…" Ami moaned.
"Sometimes when I can't sleep I lay in bed naked and touch myself. I have fucked myself to many intense orgasms imagining you under me writhing in pleasure, I miss everthingabout you Ami…I want to feel you…I want to feel how wet you are…are you wet for me Ami?" Makoto asked, trying to keep her voice level with just the right amount of innocence.
At this Ami felt her groin moisten, the low rasping of Makoto's voice was driving her crazy.
"Do you think about me at night in bed Ami?' Makoto asked.
"I always think about you Makoto." Ami replied in a strained whisper.
"What do you think about?" Makoto asked.
"How badly I need you to touch me…how badly I need you to fuck me…fuck me Makoto…" Ami replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ami wasn't usually assertive in bed. Makoto figured this new speech was due to the fact that they were a world apart, and because she missed her Thunder Goddess. Rarely would Ami command Makoto, but for now, just for now, she wanted Makoto to know how badly she wanted to be fucked.
"Unbuckle your belt…and take off your pants…what color is your underwear?" Makoto asked.
She could hear the clink of the buckle and the zipper on Ami's slacks come undone. If her plan worked she knew that she could get Ami to orgasm spectacularly. Ami sat down back in her chair, clad in only her bra and underwear. Ami was on fire, liquid heat pooled between her legs. If she didn't take care of this soon she was sure she would explode.
"They are green…" Ami replied in a weak voice.
"I love the way you sound when you get wet for me…how wet are you Ami?" Makoto asked.
"Mako…I don't know about this…" Ami stammered.
Makoto knew that Ami never touched herself like this. Her breasts and torso were fine, but when it came to between her legs, it was a different story. Makoto had to go slow with this.
"You're going to have to check for me." Makoto persisted gently.
Makoto knew she had to build up Ami's confidence, make her love her body they way she did. She had the blue haired woman where she needed her to be, she knew how to handle the Ice Priestess. And a groan on the other end told her that Ami had taken the bait. Ami could feel the wetness through the flimsy fabric of her underwear. The groan told Makoto that Ami had soaked through her underwear. Ami moaned it was no use pretending that this phone call wasn't turning her on. She wanted Makoto to stop because it was turning her on, but she wanted to hear her voice, she need it.
"I can tell by your breathing that you're soaking wet…take off your underwear Ami…your bra too…" Makoto said.
All protests died in Ami's throat, Makoto was going to get her way tonight, and she removed her bra and underwear.
"Are they off?" Makoto asked.
"Yes." Ami replied.
"Now climb on to your desk." Makoto instructed.
Ami raised her eyebrows and cleared off her lap top and files, gently setting them in her chair before she climbed onto her desk. She rested on her back, placing her head next to the phone.
"Spread your legs for me." Makoto said.
Ami spread her legs just enough so that she could imagine Makoto between them.
"Tell me how wet you are." Makoto said.
Ami snaked her hand down her toned abdomen, past her bellybutton and between her legs, the heat that met her hand was intense, she groaned as her cunt swallowed her fingers in her wetness.
"So…wet…" Ami breathed, her breathing becoming heavier as her level of arousal was spiking.
"I love the way you moan and writhe under me as I move my fingers around your cunt…touch yourself Ami." Makoto said.
Ami rubbed her self slowly, the heat was getting even more intense as she heard Makoto groan on the other end.
"Moan for me." Makoto cooed.
"Makoto…ahnnn….please…" Ami moaned.
Ami wasn't sure what she was begging for. Was she begging for the brunette to stop because she was about to explode? Was she begging for her to continue because she wanted to explode? Ami wasn't sure which it was all she knew was that Makoto was driving her crazy and she wanted release. Makoto had to admit that this phone call was turning out rather well; she was pleased to hear that Ami was cooperating with her so willingly. Even though Ami was rarely stubborn when it came to sex, she trusted Makoto.
"I love how good and wet you get when I move my hands down your thighs, kissing down your neck…the groan as I slide my fingers inside of you…" Makoto continued.
Ami decided that his wasn't so bad since a certain brunette was talking her through this. She had never explored her body in depth before, and she had to admit that it was quite enjoyable. No anatomy text book could prepare her for this; it was something she knew had to be done by her own hand. It helped having her girlfriend coaching her through this.
"I want you to slide your fingers inside your cunt…but do not touch your clit…save it…" Makoto instructed, keeping her own mounting desire in check.
Ami arched as she easily slid three fingers into her self. She gasped as the heat engulfed her fingers, liquid heat spilling out around them.
"Let me hear you as you fuck yourself." Makoto panted.
Ami turned eight shades of red at Makoto's request. She wasn't as vocal as the brunette; rarely did she lose control like that. Ami rarely denied a direct request from her Thunder Goddess.
"Ahnnn…Makoto…it feels so good…god…" Ami moaned as she pumped her fingers in and out of herself.
Makoto was driving her crazy.
"I love the way you sound when I fuck you…the way you say my name as my thumb brushes your clit…touch your clit for me Ami." Makoto said.
Ami moved her thumb over her clit; she let out a shuttering gasp as she felt the wave start.
"Oh…god…Mak…oto…" Ami moaned, she was close.
"Ami stop for a minute…open the bottom left drawer in your desk." Makoto said much to her displeasure.
Ami reluctantly removed her fingers and looked through the drawer. She gasped as she pulled out the ten inch vibrator from it.
"Makoto…Are you sure about this?" Ami asked her voice on the edge of panic.
She had no idea how to go about this, Makoto knew she had only been with two men in her past, and she had never used a vibrator before. Not to mention this one had a clit stimulator, she was afraid now.
"You can do this Ami." Makoto said reassuring her girlfriend.
Ami swallowed audibly and resumed her position on her desk.
"Push the shaft inside of yourself." Makoto instructed gently.
Ami took a deep breath and slowly moved the vibrator inside herself. She instinctively arched her hips forward as the shaft filled her up, putting just the right amount of pressure on her clit.
"Makoto!" Ami moaned.
"Turn it on." Makoto panted.
Ami pressed the button at the base of the shaft and the reaction was instantaneous. Ami moaned loudly as she lost herself in the sensation of the vibration on her clit, and Makoto's panting voice on the phone.
"Say my name Ami." Makoto said.
"Makoto…gods…Makoto!" Ami said as she pushed the vibrator in and out of her core.
"Push it in harder…I want to hear you scream…" Makoto said.
"Ahnnn….mmmm…Mako…god!" Ami screamed.
Makoto could hear the bucking of Ami's hips against the vibrator as she moved the shaft faster inside her, hitting the desk with each thrust of her hips. Makoto could see her lover's face in her mind, she was close Makoto could feel it.
"I can tell by your breathing that you're close…you always become a little more vocal as you cum…" Makoto said.
"Please…make me cum Makoto!" Ami moaned loudly.
"Push it into your clit Ami, rub it hard…cum for me Ami." Makoto said.
Ami's mind was racing, she had never felt this much pleasure before in her life, and she was shocked that it was coming from her own hands. Makoto knew how to get her going, the sound of her voice giving her instructions was driving her crazy.
"Cum for me Ami." Makoto urged.
Ami gave one final thrust, running her fingers over her clit as the vibrator moved with her.
"Makoto! I'm cumming! Oh god! Fuck Makoto!" Ami moaned loudly.
Makoto gasped as she heard Ami cum for her, her own underwear soaking through from her small orgasm. She could hear Ami's breathing start to normalize and she no longer heard the vibrator anymore.
"Ami are you still with me?" Makoto asked.
"I'm…here…" Ami panted.
"I love you Ami." Makoto whispered.
"I love you too." Ami replied.
Makoto sighed; she knew that Ami had to get back to work.
"I should let you go;I know you have some things to do before you call it a day." Makoto said.
"Yes, just one thing I have to do before I leave. I should go home and get cleaned up." Ami said.
"I will call you tomorrow." Makoto said.
"I will be waiting." Ami replied.
"Bye Ami." Makoto said.
"Bye." Ami replied.
Ami picked up the receiver and placed it back down ending the phone call. She got down off her desk, and with shaking legs she dressed and straightened her desk back the way it was. She considered the vibrator for a moment. How had Makoto known it was there? Because she sure as hell didn't remember leaving something like that in her desk. She smiled and placed it in her purse zipping it shut. She grabbed her keys, turned off the light, locked the door, and walked to the parking garage. She got in her car and she drove home, mulling the day's events over in her tired brain. Then she noticed that her migraine had gone away.
"Makoto…you knew that would help my head…cheeky…" Ami said to herself as she pulled into the garage of the apartment building.
"I am so tired." Ami said to herself as she unlocked the door.
"I think I could make you even more tired." A voice said from the darkness.
The light came on, illuminating the goddess that was Makoto Kino.
"Makoto! You have been home this whole time?" Ami asked in utter shock to see her girlfriend sitting there on their couch, fully clothed, and holding a cup of coffee in her hands.
"I wanted to surprise you." Makoto said setting her cup of coffee down on the table in front of her.
She advanced on Ami embracing her. God how she missed the way Ami fit in her arms.
"I'd have to say this is quite a surprise." Ami said taking the bouquet of blue roses from her lover's hands.
They shared a brief kiss. Makoto shut the front door as Ami put down her purse and briefcase.
"I will put these in some water." Ami said walking into the kitchen.
A few silent seconds passed.
"I think that I should pay you back for that phone call earlier today." Ami said walking back into the living room.
"That's alright, I'm good." Makoto said.
"Oh but I must insist Mako. I missed you so much. Please let me." Ami asked moving closer to the taller woman, backing her into their bedroom.
"If you insist." Makoto said smiling, she knew she had lost, Ami was irresistible.
"I do." Ami said kissing Makoto.
"I'm going to fuck you to the most intense orgasm you have ever had." Ami rasped in the brunette's ear.
Makoto groaned at Ami's words. There was no hint of humor in her statement, this was real, and Ami was serious. And with that Ami lost all pretence she gently pushed Makoto on to their bed. In one motion she pulled Makoto's shirt and bra up and over her head, throwing it into a pool of light blue fabric at her feet. She gently squeezed Makoto's large breasts, pinching her nipples between her fingers. Makoto groaned and threw her head back, losing herself in the sensation.
"Ami…" Makoto whispered.
Ami smiled at the reaction she was getting, this bold new side of her seemed to have an effect on her Thunder Goddess. She pulled her hands away much to Makoto's displeasure and quickly removed her own shirt and bra, allowing it fall to the floor where it joined Makoto's previously discarded shirt. She kissed down Makoto's neck, stopping briefly to suck on her pulse point, leaving a small hickey on her neck, as her hands worked on Makoto's belt and zipper. She moved her hand inside the waistband of Makoto's jeans and met an intense wave of heat from between her girlfriend's legs.
"You're so wet Mako…." Ami purred in her girlfriend's ear.
She moved her fingers inside Makoto, moving them at a painfully slow pace, refusing to give any attention to Makoto's clit.
"Ami…please…" Makoto panted, leaning her head between Ami's breasts.
"Please what Mako-chan?" Ami cooed, still moving her fingers inside her.
"Fuck…please fuck me…I need you…" Makoto rasped looking into Ami's ice blue eyes.
Ami removed her hand and took off her own pants, then pulled Makoto's jeans off along with her underwear. She reached down for something Makoto couldn't see, the emerged a few seconds later with the ten inch vibrator that Makoto had skillfully talked Ami into using.
"Are you ready for me Makoto?" Ami asked moving between the taller woman's legs.
Makoto nodded and moved back up onto the bed so that they were both laying on it. Without any further hesitation Ami spread Makoto's thighs apart and thrust the vibrator inside her core. Makoto gasped as the shaft moved inside of her, molding into her heat. She instinctively moved her hips forward causing the shaft to go deeper inside of her.
"That's it…take it Mako…do you like it?" Ami whispered in the brunette's ear.
"Yes…oh god Ami!" Makoto moaned loudly.
Ami loved the way Makoto sounded when she was inside of her. Ami captured a nipple between her teeth and sucked lightly, rolling it between her teeth.
"I'm going to make you cum…will you cum for me Mako?" Ami asked against the brunette's chest.
Before Makoto could answer she turned on the vibration, forcing a shuttering gasp to escape her lips. She bucked wildly against the shaft and Ami moved it in and out roughly. Ami was never this aggressive or dominate in bed, but this new feral side of Ami's sexuality was turning Makoto on more than ever before.
"Cum for me Mako." Ami whispered rubbing the vibrator against her clit.
"Ami…Oh god Ami!" Makoto moaned.
"Keep going, cum for me." Ami whispered again, this time more aggressively.
Makoto couldn't old out any longer; she needed release, a release only Ami could give to her.
"Ami I'm cumming!" Makoto screamed as an intense orgasm racked her body.
Ami continued to move the shaft as Makoto rode out her orgasm.
"I love the way you sound when you cum. You fight against the pleasure, but then you finally succumb, screaming my name like the goddess you are." Ami said pulling out the vibrator and turning it off.
"You sound…even better." Makoto said between pants.
"It was all thanks to you Mako." Ami replied laying down next to the taller woman.
"All I did was talk you through what you already knew Ami. You just needed a little persuasion." Makoto said wrapping her arms around Ami.
"You can be very persuasive." Ami said smiling.
"I know." Makoto replied.
"Next time you leave…maybe I will have to do a little persuasion of my own." Ami said snuggling closer to the thunder priestess.
"Hmmm…we shall see how well that works." Makoto said.
A comfortable silence passed between them.
"How did you get that vibrator into my office without me noticing?" Ami asked breaking the silence.
"Your receptionist. He let me into your office two weeks ago. I am actually surprised that hadn't noticed before now." Makoto replied.
"I don't spend too much time in my office…unless of course it's lunch time." Ami said.
"I do enjoy eating lunch with you Ami-chan." Makoto said.
"You usually skip right to dessert Mako." Ami said giggling.
"I can't help it, you taste so sweet, I have no choice but to skip to dessert." Makoto said.
Ami sighed, she was happy to have her soul mate back in her arms again.
"I'm tired, let's get some rest." Makoto said pulling the covers over their bodies.
"Goodnight Mako." Ami said.
"Good night Ami." Makoto replied.
And with that they both fell into a deep, restful sleep.