Hey everyone, back with a very loosely Christmas themed one-shot, although broken in to two chapters.
I had noticed a decline in the number of fics being posted from around the time I first started writing, and so I thought I'd write something vaguely Christmas-y to bring the numbers up a bit, and to give my readers some negitoro as a Christmas present. That being said, this is basically only a PWP… and while this chapter is T-rated, the second one will be M-rated, so just a heads up for that. Also, this story has already sort of been done a few times before by a few other authors, but after reading theirs I had always wanted to try my hand at writing something similar myself.
I'd also like to say that I haven't written for some time so I'm a little rusty. That coupled with the fact that I underestimated how much time this would take to write (the whole fic was originally intended to be a single chapter), might mean that this feels a little rushed and not quite up to the same quality as my other stories. It also hasn't been beta read… so there's that too.
Anyways, that's enough from me; I'll let you get one with the story. Merry Christmas and enjoy
PS: While I didn't have anything in particular in mind for Miku's outfit, if you want a better idea of what Luka is wearing, just google Luka's amour figure, she's basically just wearing that without the big bow. I bought that figure when I went to Japan this year and I couldn't resist putting it in a story for some reason.
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Luka sighed as she brought her gaze back down to her drink, swirling the overly colourful cocktail around in its glass before taking another sip. She let her gaze wander once again, looking out over the balcony to the main part of the club below, her vantage point from the bar of the VIP area a few floors above giving her a great view of the majority of Crypton's staff enjoying their well deserved Christmas party.
Hundreds of people drinking, dancing and just generally having a great time; it was quite the scene from where Luka was sitting. Large patches of red broke up the more muted colours of the crowd; an employee who took the 'come in Christmas costume' suggestion a little too seriously, making the effort to dress up as Santa while their co-workers instead just wore their best party outfits. It certainly was a little odd to see over a dozen Santas scattered across the dancefloor, there were even a few Mrs Clauses from what the pinkette could tell, all enjoying their party without a care in the world. Elves, snowmen and even someone dressed as a reindeer were present as well, adding yet more hints of colour to the festive scene below.
The pink haired woman watched for a good few minutes, before the now vacant glass in her hand forced her attention back to the bar. After a short exchange of words with the bartender, a fresh drink had replaced her empty glass, allowing her to get back to people watching… her gaze now set out in front of her. Whilst the accountants, janitors, and everyone in between had their party down below, the VIP area was reserved for the stars of Crypton, along with their agents and the higher ups of the company. The costume situation was much the same in the VIP lounge as it was downstairs; the odd manager dressed as Santa here or there or an internationally famous Vocaloid in an elf costume, it was just to a lesser degree what with the smaller number of people present.
And then there was Miku.
In the middle of the dancefloor, amongst all the fancy suits and elegant dresses… there she stood… like a pure white angel; a sight that had captivated the pinkette all night.
The teal haired idol was wearing a brilliant white dress, the semi backless garment exposing the pale skin of her upper back; not so much to be considered risqué, but certainly enough for Luka to hungrily examine with her eyes. If anything, the length was the more racy part of her attire. The dress stopped mid-thigh; showing off the dancing beauty's long, slender legs… each twirl coming dangerously close to revealing what was hidden beneath.
But the cherry on top was the snowy halo suspended above her head; the tealette's token effort towards a Christmas costume. While not particularly festive on its own, Luka couldn't help but think that paired with her exclusively white outfit and her pale porcelain skin, it made the younger woman look rather angelic.
Luka, on the other hand, had opted for an outfit on the other end of the spectrum; a stunning red accented black dress. Her dress was a fair bit longer than the other woman's, and while its sweetheart neckline definitely showed some of her ample cleavage, she still felt as if she was showing less skin that the tealette. That could have also been down to the fact that she had opted to wear stockings under her dress; as she knew she would have felt even more self-conscious with both her legs and chest on show. The whole ensemble was topped off with a Santa hat, worn slightly askew, and while she thought that she actually looked rather nice tonight, Luka felt as if she didn't even come close to Miku… no one in the room did; a magnificent teal and white goddess who had stolen the dancefloor… not to mention her heart.
"Luka…?" A seemingly distance voice called out. "Earth to Luka, are you there?" The same voice again but slightly louder, clear enough to hear laughter mixed in with her words. "C'mon Luka, snap out of it… it's like you're in a trance."
A hand on her shoulder shook Luka from her reverie, her glazed over teal eyes meeting the piercing blues of her blonde friend. "Sorry Lily… what were you saying…?"
Lily cracked a smile, laughing through her nose. "I wasn't saying anything, you've been off in your head… again." She explained, amused to see the pinkette blush. "You were gone for like ten minutes this time though… something important on your mind?" She questioned teasingly, already knowing where Luka's attention had been directed. "Perhaps a certain teal haired someone…?"
Luka's blush darkened. Even though the blonde had known about her feelings for the idol for a while now, it still got to her every time she teased her about them. "Maybe… I… well…" She trailed off, sighing in defeat. "It's just that she so beautiful… so perfect… I can't help but look."
Lily gave her friend's shoulder a gentle squeeze. "Why don't you do more than just look… go and talk to her; get to know her… hell, why not ask her to dance?"
Luka deliberated for longer than she had earlier in the night, the alcohol in her system almost allowing her to go through it. But while she definitely tipsy, she was still much too shy to ask. The pinkette scoffed, taking another sip of her drink. "You know I can't do that." She replied dejectedly. "I wouldn't be able to handle it if she rejected me… so it's just better to not even ask."
"Luka… c'mon, that's crazy, Miku wouldn't…" The tall blonde began, but was quickly interrupted by her fellow Vocaloid.
"You don't know that…" She replied rather harshly, getting a shocked reaction from the other woman. "Sorry, it's just… when it's about Miku… I just can't you know?" She tried to explain, failing to find the words. "Hell, I was this close to not coming tonight… I was… am… worried that I might embarrass myself in front of her; that I might say or do something stupid and ruin any chances I might have with her." She revealed, Lily's expression softening at her friend's words. "I only came 'cause it seemed like the only opportunity I might get to actually talk to her for once. I've been at Crypton for nearly half a year now and we've barely got past hello."
Lily could see the pinkette was distressed. "You worry too much…" She stated in a quiet tone, scooting a little closer so she could rest Luka's head on her shoulder. "First of all, I'm sure Miku wants to get to know you too, but you know just how busy and in demand she is, she probably just hasn't had time to come over yet… besides, the night is still young." She explained, getting an approving hum from the pinkette. "And second, even if she doesn't like you the way you like her, Miku would still happily talk with you, and certainly be up for an dance… she's just too nice, there's no way she'd reject a request of that nature."
Luka wanted to believe her, but whether it was her lack of self-confidence or her fear of rejection, the pinkette still couldn't bring herself to put herself out there. "Thanks Lily, but I… I just can't do it… not right now at least." The pink haired woman replied a little gloomily, offering an apologetic smile as she pulled away from the taller woman.
Another sip of the cool liquid tickled her throat as it slid down easily, the taste of the alcohol faded to a mere fraction of its intensity from the start of the night. Letting the drink settle in its glass, the self-pitying pinkette caught her reflection in the liquid's surface, her slight frown and sad looking eyes standing out to her. She quickly corrected them - even if only superficially - she couldn't very well be seen looking miserable at the Christmas party, especially if by some miracle Miku ever happened to look her way.
Luka couldn't deny that she looked stunning, her resplendent pink hair flowing gracefully down to her waist, her pale skin in contrast with the light, but bold makeup, and her deep teal eyes that could effortlessly capture the heart of any man… but to Luka, all of that amounted to nothing when she compared herself Miku; nobody even came close in her eyes to the perfection that was Hatsune Miku.
"Luka…" A short, sharp whisper came from the blonde beside her, accompanied by a discreet nudge.
The pinkette, who up until this point had been deeply lost in her thoughts, looked over at Lily, receiving only a quick nod out in front of them from the older woman. Confused, Luka turned her head in the direction Lily had motioned, only to be greeted with the sight she honestly was beginning to think she was never going to see.
There she was. Miku… Hatsune Miku. Real and in person. Walking across the dancefloor straight towards her.
Panic didn't even begin to describe the feeling that had swiftly and completely taken over the pinkette's thoughts. "Why now… I wasn't ready… what should I do…?" Her mind raced away at a mile a minute, each thought appearing and fizzling so quickly that Luka had no time to actually think about any one of them properly. "Breathe… just breathe…" She had to remind herself, letting out the breath she only just realised she had been holding. "Smile… and just… play it cool, you've got this."
As if on cue, the twin tailed tealette came to a stop in front of them, her radiant smile revealing pristine white teeth. "Good evening ladies, how are you both tonight… fun, isn't it?" She asked sweetly.
Lily couldn't help but beam back; the younger woman's smile incredibly contagious. "It's great, even better than last year's." She offered in response, before nudging her pink haired friend. "We're having a blast, ain't that right Luka?"
Luka blushed involuntarily, being put in the spotlight in front of Miku making her rather nervous. "Umm… y-yeah, it's amazing H-Hatsune-san."
Miku couldn't help but giggle, her teal tipped fingers coming up to cover her mouth politely. "I appreciate the formality… but there's really no need." She offered softly, trying her best to meet with the older woman's averted eyes. "Please, call me Miku. You don't mind us using our first names with each other, do you?"
Luka hastily shook her head in response. "N-no… of course not… I just… I-I didn't use your first name j-just in case you were offended by it." She explained, earning a gentle, understanding smile from the tealette. "Miku it is then…"
"Great!" She chirped enthusiastically. "Now that that's settled, I had something I wanted to ask you, Luka."
The pinkette was certainly a little surprised to hear that, but she was definitely glad to finally be actually talking to the tealette after all this time "Sure, I-I'm all ears… y-you can ask me anything… what is it Miku? She inquired a little too eagerly; first too quiet and now she couldn't stop herself from babbling… she really did need to get a grip fast.
Miku simply found it endearing, her smile growing warmer as she listened to the older woman tripping over her words. "Well… I saw you watching me; in fact, I caught your eyes on me a few times just in the last hour."
Luka's eyes widened in shock... she had been caught staring? She thought she had been so discreet… maybe the alcohol had impaired her judgement somewhat. "Well, that's it then." She said to herself internally. "I managed to screw up my chances with Miku without even talking to her… I really am something." She berated herself, before meekly looking back up at the tealette, her eyes begging for forgiveness.
The younger woman instantly noticed, now only just realising how her previous statement must have sounded to the pinkette. "Don't worry; I'm not mad… far from it in fact." She quickly clarified, hoping to set Luka at ease. "I just mentioned it because I wanted to ask you if you would like to join me for a dance… you looked like you were quite interested in doing so."
The pinkette had only just about recovered from the previous shock, so to hear Miku ask that… her poor heart could barely cope. "I… well… err…" She stammered, cursing herself for being so nervous around the tealette. With everybody else she was fine; not the most outgoing person in the world, but at least able to function like a normal human being, but with Miku… it was like she was a different person. If only she could be as confident as the tealette; the way the younger woman had asked her to dance… Luka could help but think how self-assured the teal haired idol had been.
Hearing her name repeated by the younger woman made Luka realise that she had been off in her own head again; overthinking things instead of just answering, and in the process, leaving the tealette waiting. Unfortunately for the pinkette, despite the four or five drinks she had already had, she still didn't feel confident enough to accept. She wanted to dance with the idol more than anything, but she still couldn't quite let herself. "Thanks for asking, Miku… but I don't think I can."
A pout formed on the tealette's lips, her eyebrows furrowing with confusion. Without a word she moved closer to the older woman, taking her time; almost like a predator stalking its prey… it didn't look like Miku wanted to take no for an answer. "Luka…" She somehow spoke both softly but with definite firmness, before gently placing her hand atop one of the pinkette's thighs. Using it to support herself, Miku leaned in painfully slowly until her lips were almost brushing the older woman's ear. "Would you like to dance with me, Luka?" She asked again in a husky whisper, remaining in place as she waited for an answer.
Luka didn't know how to react… Miku was so close; she could feel her shallow breaths against the blushing skin of her ear… the warmth of her hand penetrating through her dress, feeling as though it was almost burning the skin beneath… it all rendered her practically unable to think. Searching for an answer, the pinkette discreetly turned her head; just enough so she could make eye contact with the amused looking blonde beside her.
Unless she wanted to the tealette to hear, asking Lily for help was out of the question, so instead, she simply screamed with her eyes.
Lily laughed through her nose at her friend's expression; finding it rather cute that such a beautiful woman could be so completely and utterly flustered by the tealette. "Go on…" She mouthed silently, exaggerating the movement of her lips so Luka could read them. "Go on…" She repeated, nodding encouragingly.
Maybe she should… after all, it's what she had wanted out of tonight, and here it was, being offered to her on a platter. Using a mixture of the excitement from the situation, the alcohol in her bloodstream and her want for the teal haired idol, Luka decided that she should finally take the chance, knowing that she might not get another opportunity as golden as this for some time. "Y-yes… I would love that, Miku." She replied shakily, her nerves still getting the better of her in that respect.
"Great!" The younger woman whispered happily, before pulling back to make eye contact with the pinkette. "Why don't you follow me then?"
"This is really it… I can't believe this is actaully happening." Luka thought to herself. "This might be my chance…" She added, positively brimming with equal parts excitement and fear.
For good measure, Luka decided that it would be a good idea to down what was left her drink; finishing the glass in a few big gulps, hoping that the extra bit of alcohol would give her some much needed liquid courage. "Lead the way."
And with that she did; teal leading pink out onto the heart of the dancefloor, stopping a few meters away from the crowded centre. Miku quickly got back to dancing, seemingly wanting to waste no time as she effortlessly got back into the rhythm of the song; as to be expected from someone so musically inclined.
Luka, however, was feeling more nervous than ever. That burst of confidence she had but a moment ago had already fizzled away. Now, out here away from the bar, in the dress she regretted wearing, with the woman she had thought about every day since she joined… Luka felt incredibly self-conscious. She tugged at the hem of her dress nervously as she started dancing; her movements stiff and uncomfortable, especially when compared to the younger woman's. Not only did she refrain from making eye contact with the tealette, Luka also decided to keep her distance, awkwardly dancing a few feet away from her crush.
It didn't go unnoticed by the teal haired girl, but she decided to keep her distance for now as Luka did look rather uncomfortable. "So…?" She half shouted to get her voice louder than the music. "How are you finding Crypton so far… what has it been now, five? Six months already?"
Luka nodded. "About that long…" She replied, choosing to get just a smidge closer to avoid having to shout; not wanting yet another thing to be self-conscious about. "Crypton's good, I'm really enjoying working here… everyone I've met so far seems really nice." Luka praised herself internally for getting a sentence out without stuttering. As long as things stayed like this, Luka felt like she might just be alright.
Miku smiled back politely. "I'm glad to hear that…" She started, but soon trailed off, seemingly lost in thought for a moment. "And how about me… what do I seem like?"
Luka blushed profusely at the first alcohol influenced thought that popped into head; that of course being how incredibly attractive she found the tealette. "Y-you seem really great…" She began nervously, clearing her throat before continuing. "B-but I haven't really had much chance to get to know you properly…"
"I know… and it's such a shame too…" Miku paused to flash the pinkette a grin. "I've had my eye on you from the moment I first saw you, but we've both been too busy to properly get to know each other."
Luka nodded in agreement before she realised what the tealette had said exactly, taking a second to rewind Miku's last sentence. "What did she mean by that? She's had her eye one me?" The new information puzzling the pink haired woman.
However, she didn't have much time to think about it before Miku closed the distance between them, the shorter girl now only a few inches away from her. Luka's brain was going haywire, being as close as they were now, Luka could feel the warmth radiating off of the tealette's skin, she could smell the mixture of Miku's shampoo and subtle perfume, but most notably… she could feel the younger woman's burning gaze on her body.
Miku was certainly enjoying the reactions she was getting from the older woman as they danced in their now close proximity. "I can have a word with my manager, see if we can't get together… for a duet I mean." She added the last part after a purposefully drawn out pause.
Luka didn't know how to react, Miku was being so bold; her confidence almost overwhelming. "Mmm… I… I-I'd like that…" She murmured nervously, cursing herself for sounding so lame and timid.
Teal brows furrowed faintly at the pinkette's behaviour; Miku a little concerned about the older woman. Still, the idol felt like pushing further. Her hand found the taller woman's arm, delicate fingers stroking along its length gently. "What's the matter Luka? You seem… a little tense."
Luka felt as if she could sense a hint a mischief in the younger woman's voice. "I… err… well…" She started, stalling so she could come up with an excuse. "I'm not much of a p-party person… I'm just not used to parties and everything." She lied, rather unconvincingly.
Miku could tell she wasn't being honest with her, but she decided to just let it slip for now. "It's only Crypton here tonight; it's one of the few nights we can let our hair down and just enjoy ourselves." She reminded Luka, hoping to ease her up a little. "Loosen up… have a little fun. I've seen how you can dance… I know you can dance better than this."
Miku was right; she really didn't have any cause for worry… maybe it wouldn't hurt to do as Miku had said… and just loosen up. "W-well then…?" Feeling strangely bold, maybe it was the tealette's words of encouragement, or maybe she was tipsier than she thought… either way, Luka decided to just ask. "Will you… d-dance with me… together…? It was certainly a little awkward, but at least she had managed it.
Miku grinned, clearly pleased at what she heard. "I thought you'd never ask." She whispered seductively before making her move. In a heartbeat she span around and backed up into the taller woman, eradicating any distance between them.
As if on cue, the current song that had been playing finished, with a new one soon taking its place; a low and intense beat, perfect for the type of dancing the tealette had in mind. With her back against Luka's front she began grinding sensually, writhing up against the older woman along with the music.
Luka certainly hadn't expected that to happen. A look of shock and surprise was plastered across her face; her eyes as wide as dinner plates, her mouth hanging open in disbelief. However, Luka couldn't deny that she was also overwhelmingly excited, and even faintly aroused; the feeling of Miku so close to her… the feeling of her body grinding against hers… these were things she had desired for so long. Now that they were finally happening, Luka almost couldn't stop herself from going with it; she too pressing into the younger woman from behind, rolling her hips into Miku's movements, albeit still a little awkwardly.
Miku groaned lowly, happy to feel the pinkette reciprocate. "There you go… that's more like it…" She offered encouragingly. "But…" She paused her rhythmic motions, reaching behind her to grab the pinkette's hand. She laced their fingers together, squeezing Luka's appendage gently before bringing said woman's hand to her hip and releasing her grip. "Don't be afraid to touch… I won't bite…" She whispered with a seductive grin.
"Is this a dream?" Luka had to ask herself… she absolutely couldn't believe what was happening, it was all going so fast. "Does this mean…?" She pondered. "It can't be… even though this is happening… it doesn't mean she likes me… she's probably just had a few too many." She rationalized.
That theory soon crumbled when Miku sent a hand rearward to boldly caress her hip, her fingers curling in the dark fabric of her dress. She didn't stay for long however, her hand soon sliding further backwards to rest on one of her butt cheeks possessively. "I want you closer Luka…" She whispered, more to herself than the pinkette. "Luka… dance with me… closer." Her words almost pleading.
Miku felt the taller woman freeze up behind her. She contemplated removing her hand; fearing that she might have gone too far, but she instead quickly decided to go all in. The tealette looked over her shoulder, locking eyes with the startled pink haired woman as she gave her ass a firm squeeze.
She relished in the gasp that escaped Luka's parted pink lips, absolutely loving the sound of the older woman's voice tinged with desire. With her eyes half lidded, her mouth agape and a strong blush covering her features, Miku absolutely loved the way the pinkette looked at this moment. "I've only ever seen your beauty from afar, Luka. But now…" She spoke in breathy whisper, taking a moment to stop and press herself further into the taller woman's body. "Being with you like this… up close… god, you're so gorgeous, Luka."
"What is happening!?" The pinkette had to repeatedly ask herself. Those touches… that compliment… it was all too much. Even just the way Miku was staring into her eyes was making her blush as red as the Santa hat she was wearing. "Err… thank you…?" She replied with doubt clear in her voice, almost unbelieving of the tealette's words. "You're very beautiful y-yourself."
The idol grinned at Luka's nervous response. "I mean it…" She started, before turning around to face the pinkette and taking hold of both of her hips, effortlessly getting their motions in sync. "Truly… you're absolutely stunning… I have thought so since the moment I first laid eyes on you."
"I…umm…" Luka was speechless, she didn't have any idea what to say back to that; Miku seemingly flirting with her so brazenly severely catching her off guard.
Miku chuckled at the older woman's speechlessness, finding it utterly adorable. "I'm so glad you came tonight… I've been wanting to get you alone for some time now." She revealed, finding it impossible not to smile at Luka's constantly shifting facial expressions. "And… judging by the way you were staring at me earlier… I can't help but think you might feel the same?"
The tealette was met with Luka bumbling over her words again, her face in a state of permanent pinkness. "No need to be embarrassed darling… in fact I should let you in on a little secret." She spoke silkily before approaching the pinkette's ear and whispering. "I already know about your feelings for me."
Confusion. Shock. Fear. Just some of the emotions that Miku was greeted with at her little revelation. "I had suspected you might've liked me for a while now, but Lily simply couldn't resist telling me how you felt about me… I really should have warned you about trusting her with so much; she's can be quite the blabbermouth." Miku joked, earning a nervous laugh in response from the pink haired woman. Miku soon returned to her more serious mood though, making sure to re-establish intense eye contact before asking her next question. "Is it true… do you feel that way about me?"
Luka fiddled with the hem of her dress, looking down in thought for a moment before she nervously, but affirmatively nodded.
The action, and the knowledge that Luka felt the same way about her caused the tealette to have to bite down on her lip in restrained need. "Well then… I hope I'm not being too forward… but would you allow me to kiss you, Luka?"
This was where the pinkette drew the line; there was no way this could be real; it was just too good to be true. "Wait… are you just messing with me… or… or do you a-actually like me?"
Luka's words set off alarm bells in the younger woman's head. She immediately dropped the whole seductive act in favour of talking seriously; wanting to make it very clear that she had meant everything she had said. "I'm not messing with you Luka… I'm dead serious." She started, giving her gentle and compassionate look. "Of course I like you. You're beautiful, you're talented, and you are so damn sexy… who wouldn't?" She asked rhetorically before moving in and kissing her neck softly and discreetly, simply unable to resist the tempting pink haired woman any longer.
Luka couldn't stop herself from moaning lowly at the younger woman's burning hot lips on her neck; that spot a particularly sensitive one of hers. "M-Miku wait…" She stopped as the need to moan got the better of her; the erotic noise in response to the tealette licking her neck. "S-someone might see us." She warned, but made no effort to halt the idol as she was enjoying the new and thrilling sensations far too much to actually want them to stop.
The tealette took a few more moments to indulge in the older woman's neck before responding, the need to nibble the oh-so soft skin taking precedence. She did, however, pull away from the pinkette soon enough, albeit not very far. Standing on her tiptoes to even out their height difference, Miku positioned herself so that their lips where ghosting against each other; as close as they could get without actually touching. "How about we take this over there then…?" She motioned with her eyes to a darker, less populated corner of the VIP area, her lips brushing against Luka's as she spoke slowly, making sure to emphasise the movement of her lips to further tease the pink haired woman.
Luka had to restrain herself from pressing into her electrifying touch; the tealette's soft lips brushing hers feeling almost too good to resist. Without any words, she managed to convey her agreement to the tealette, who offered her a delicate hand.
She let herself be led by the shorter woman, holding on to the teal painted appendage tightly as they slipped through the crowd, the number of people rapidly falling off in number the further they travelled from the dancefloor.
They soon found themselves in their own little corner of the club, away from the blaring music and any potentially prying eyes. "Miku… she actually likes me…" The fact now only just really hitting the pinkette. Feeling emboldened that her feelings were seemingly reciprocated, Luka decided that she would give the younger woman the kiss she had asked for. Once they came to a complete stop the pinkette caught the idol off guard, sliding one arm around her waist; pulling their bodies together abruptly, and sending a hand up to cup her cheek, tilting her head up to meet her eyes as she stroked the silky smooth skin gently.. "Miku…" She breathed out needily, before moving in and claiming her crush's lips.
The kiss started off with Luka's lips simply pressed firmly against the tealette's, pulling the younger woman in slightly to add even more pressure… the act seemingly being Luka getting out all of her pent up longing for her as she maintained the static contact for a good few seconds.
Once it was out of her system, she pulled back ever so slightly, smiling against Miku's lips before she moved back in; kissing the idol with an open mouth. She was delighted to feel Miku return the kiss, the slow and sensual pace they had wordlessly agreed on being just what the pinkette had always wanted when had she thought about this happening so many times before.
Their breaths mingled, the air around them noticeably heating as they shared their passionate exchange, small moans leaving both pairs of lips every time they briefly broke apart. "Miku…" The older woman breathed out, desire tainting her already mature voice. The tealette's cocky smile at her name being uttered so amorously spurred Luka on to no end. The next time their lips collided she couldn't resist slipping her tongue into the teal haired beauty's mouth, the taste of the idol being everything she had ever dreamed of and more.
Miku couldn't contain the groan that fell from her lips as they eventually separated; instantly missing the pinkette's kiss more than anything. She licked her lips seductively, partly to relish in the pinkette's flavour that was left on them, but mostly just to tease the older woman some more. "Mmm… that was good…" She spoke in an over exaggerated moan. "But… how about we take it a little further?"
Without being given time to answer, Miku span the taller woman around and pinned her up against the wall, crashing their lips together needily. The tealette didn't seem to share the notion of restraint that Luka had shown, instead she started the kiss off passionately, her tongue quickly finding its way into the pink haired woman's mouth; gaining dominance over the kiss in a matter of seconds.
She pressed herself almost desperately into Luka's curvy body, wanting absolutely no space between them as they lost themselves in each other. She was glad that the pinkette seemed to feel the same way, as she too was pulling her in needily, their bodies as tight together as possible… but it still wasn't enough for the hungry tealette. She untangled one of her hands from the now messy pink hair and let it drop to Luka's thigh, daringly slid it under her dress, and grabbed the supple flesh possessively. Without much ceremony she lifted the older woman's leg up, and without even needing to ask, Luka wrapped it around her waist herself, pulling the tealette's petite form in closer still.
Miku wished she had the strength to lift the pinkette off the ground; wanting nothing more than to have both of Luka's legs around her, but she knew, given her size and the pinkette's weight, that this was the best they could do. Still, she didn't let it stop her from amorously kissing the pink haired woman… not in the slightest. They kissed and kissed and kissed; their tongues twining together deliciously as desperate hands tangled themselves deeper into dishevelled hair. "God… you look so good in that dress." She whispered as they separated for a minute, lust clear in her voice. "I bet you look so much better without it though." She added seductively, eyeing Luka up hungrily.
Luka tried to form some words into a response, but an impatient tealette simply couldn't help herself, cutting the older woman off with another kiss… just as deep and needy as the last. Her hands dangerously explored the pink haired woman's body, travelling from the curves of her waist, up along her toned abdomen, before finally reaching Luka's chest, gently caressing her breasts through her dress. "I… I know this is fast…" She whispered, giving the pinkette one last kiss before pulling back to stare into her eyes. "And please don't think this is something I normally do… I… I've never done anything like this before in fact." She continued a little nervously, glad to see the pinkette nod understandingly… the last thing she wanted was for Luka to think that she did stuff like this all the time. "But… do you want to come back to mine?"
Oh god did she.
But the question wasn't whether she wanted to or not, it was if she could. Luka knew exactly what would happen if she went with Miku; it would be a night she previously could have only dreamed of… but she knew there might be consequences too. If word of their relationship ever got out it could be disastrous for both of them, in both their professional and their private lives.
She could see that Miku shared the same concerns; as she stared back at the younger woman, Luka could detect that her lustrous teal orbs harboured hints of doubt and fear. But far more prominent was the look of hope and excitement plastered across Miku's face; excitement for not only what promised to be an amazing night… but for what the future might hold for their new relationship.
It didn't take long for Luka to make up her mind… all the worries about what might happen were nothing compared to what was actually happening, right here and now in front of her. Thus, Luka made what might have been the simplest choice she had ever made.
However, in place of a spoken answer, the pinkette opted to show her acceptance more… physically. Their lips were once again connected; the taller woman initiating a deep, but brief kiss… savouring in the tealette for a few seconds before pulling back and flashing the idol a cheeky grin. "I thought you'd never ask."
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Hope you all enjoyed that, I intend on getting the second chapter out in a about a week's time, so hopefully new year's eve, but it could take a little longer depending on how busy Christmas is.
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