Bed Plans
by rizon72
Eila Ilmatar Juutilainen was uncomfortable. She had almost bitten though her lip in an effort to keep quiet and not wake her sleeping partner Sanya Litvyak.
Sanya, the pale witch who after her night patrol would find her way to Eila's bed, something she enjoyed a lot. Spending the quiet time with the cute Orussian witch always sent Eila's heart racing.
Of course now it raced for another reason.
Eila wondered when things had changed in their sleeping arrangement?
When it started Sanya had surprised her one morning by suddenly falling into her bed. Oh, sure she could have gently woke Sanya and pointed out she had the wrong bed. But one look at that cute, sleeping face and all Eila could do was stare.
Now it felt unnatural for Sanya to not join her in the morning.
Then a few days ago things changed. She felt Sanya snuggle up next to her in her sleep. Then one day she snuggled right away and fell asleep. It surprised Eila but she didn't complain.
Spending hours holding onto the pale witch was something she had only dreamed about. Now it was a reality and one which she hoped to not wake from. Of course the next surprise had been a few days ago.
Sanya came to bed, snuggled up and Eila wrapped her arms around the sleeping form only to discover something different this day. She quickly looked down to confirm what her hands were telling her.
Sanya had come to be naked!
Sure she had seen Sanya nude already, in the showers, and dressing, but this seemed different, intimate. The feeling of her skin on hers send her mind into overdrive of the things she wanted to do. However Sanya was precious.
Sanya moved again causing Eila to fight back a moan bringing her back to her present situation and the source of her problem today. Sanya!
Somehow Sanya had wedged a leg between hers and whenever she moved a bit it sent a wave of pleasure though Eila. The knowledge that Sanya was nude had not helped her situation at all and she knew she was getting wet from the pressure on her sex.
Another move, another wave of pleasure making Eila wonder if she would even survive this day. Things went from bad to worse when a small hand cupped her breast.
She had to escape now. Perhaps she could scoot out from under Sanya, make up some excuse. Yeah, that might work! She could say the bathroom. Yep, it sounded very plausible.
Glancing down and preparing for her escape she started to move slightly out.
It might have worked had Sanya not moved her leg, rubbing against Eila's sex and this time the hand pinched her nipple.
Eila lost her battle and moaned. Quickly looking down in concern she saw Sanya's smiling face making Eila wonder who was the one making plans?
The End