Naminé began to pant heavily as Kairi rolled her fingers down and around the blonde's pale stomach, heading lower and lower with that wonderfully skilled hand while the other toyed with small, pink nipples.

The memory witch squirmed, and with an amused smile Kairi complied with her counterpart's wishes and dove into the moist region below a nest of soft blonde curls. Naminé opened her mouth as if to moan, but the only sound produced was a small squeak followed by a breathy sigh as the blonde sunk further into Kairi's embrace behind her.

Instinctively, Kairi tightened the grip of her legs on either side of Naminé's, her knees locking to brush against smooth skin a tad cooler than her own. Naminé's teeny fists palmed the fabric of Kairi's bed for dear life as the ruby-haired girl started to play a deaf melody in the slick walls surrounding her fingers, like that of a talented pianist reunited with their favorite piano.

Naminé didn't much understand how things came to this; it usually begun with Kairi coming home from a bad day at school or stormed in from an argument with her mother, and in moments or hours, Naminé found herself in many predicaments, like that of being pinned below her Other on the bed or against a wall, the redhead's lips caressing her gently, and her tongue working wonders on her skin every now and then.

The only reason why the mousy girl allowed it was because she knew that Kairi needed the release. She knew that Kairi had to get rid of her pent-up emotions somehow, and it usually came in the form of passionate contact. Whether it was as painfully pleasurable as a digit thrusting inside of her or a tongue invading her mouth, or whether it was a hand groping along her curves and breasts or an equally soft body sliding against hers, skin flush against skin.

But, secretly, there was a deeper reason: Naminé craved the contact from Kairi and Kairi alone.

Naminé moaned then as her thought process came to a halt when her Somebody pressed upwards, hard enough on her clitoris to make her legs jump. Kairi kissed along Naminé's creamy neck as the blonde's head lolled onto Kairi's right shoulder, exposing it to her. She then switched her clean hand from one breast to the other, and quickened the pace of her rubbing, dirty hand.

Naminé's breathing hitched and didn't slow as she felt these changes. She made tiny gasping sounds, some of them muffled by her own hand to stop them from being too loud. She could feel the sweet heat filling her, blossoming from the body behind her and spreading from her head to her fingers to her toes. The blonde's abs quivered with small spasms as Kairi finished her off.

The princess withdrew her hand, licking idly to test the taste, and then grimacing as she discovered it. She wiped her hand on the side of her sheets and turned the weak body around so that she could see the lingering darkness of lust in those purple-blue eyes so much like her own. She cupped the blonde's face in her hands, and the blonde responded by trailing her fingers lightly down Kairi's spine. Kairi giggled, because that tickled, and leaned in for a kiss. Naminé gave it to her without hesitation, and wasn't surprised as Naminé's mouth fell down her jaw and kissed along her collar bone.

Kairi hummed, content with the sensation of rose petal lips gracing the narrow valley between her breasts. She leaned back against her headboard and as she shut her eyes, she drew Naminé closer to the Nobody's rightful place between her legs. She sighed happily as the blonde's mouth timidly flicked out a tongue to skim her belly button.

"Don't be shy," she cooed, and played with the blonde's hair with one hand as she reopened her eyes.

Naminé blushed and gazed up from under her lashes. "I'm sorry."

Kairi laughed. "Don't apologize," she told her counterpart, and to prove her point, she brought the smaller girl up until they were nose to nose, and their bodies were pressed together comfortably. "It's just," she whispered, "I keep thinking that you're going to disappear one day, and I feel like we have to keep reminding each other that we love one another before you go."

"I would never leave you, Kairi," Naminé murmured in reply, and tears pricked her eyes. "I couldn't do that to you. And it would hurt me, too."

"I know," Kairi sighed, "But you were able to exist without me for a long time, so I feel like you don't need me the way I need you."

"But I do," the blonde replied immediately. More than you realize.

And without giving Kairi time to reply, she ducked down and suckled one of the ruby-haired girl's nipples, causing her to arch her back from the headboard and increase her grip around the small of Naminé's slim back. Her lips parted in a silent 'oh' as Naminé fluttered her eyes closed against her lower abdomen and continued to migrate south, past ruby curls. Her mind went as white as Naminé's discarded dress as soon as the blonde opened her mouth and shyly played a deaf melody of her own.

As soon as Kairi's mind came back into focus and Naminé was smiling as she looked up into matching indigo eyes, the princess finally understood: she loved Naminé, with all her heart, and that was why the girl could exist so fully and independently. She thought for a long time that it was sheer loneliness and lust that brought on these moments, but it was more than that; it was the desire to comfort and please and cherish another being, and in lieu of that, love that being.

Kairi slid beneath the sheets and dragged Naminé with her, snuggling the blonde to her. "I love you, Naminé," she said, and the words sounded right coming from her mouth.

Naminé seemed to flinch, as if the words stung, but as soon as she felt the shaking, Kairi realized it was the girl shrinking in on herself to cry. "But I'm Nobody; your love should belong to –"

"Who else?" Kairi cut her off, but not unkindly. "Sora? Riku? They're my dear friends, and I do love them, but not the way I love you. There is no one else who can complete me, Naminé; you're my soul mate."

Naminé never thought of it that way. And when spoken aloud, it made sense. She nodded her head dully and wrapped a bare leg around one of Kairi's as she laid herself closer to Kairi's side. She knew that the redhead was right, so she didn't keep the other girl waiting any longer. She confessed, "I love you, too, Kairi. I have much longer than I've let on."

Kairi smiled. "I thought there was a reason why you never protested when I did naughty things to you."

Naminé flushed. "It's not naughty," she said defensively, and it was adorable. "It's love."

"That's right," Kairi agreed. "Love." She kissed her counterpart on the forehead and shut her eyes. "Goodnight."

But Naminé was already falling fast asleep.