Warnings: NSFW. Explicit sex.
Pairing: Judith x Rita.
Disclaimer: I do not own Tales of Vesperia.
Sensory
Rita discovered the spot entirely by accident.
When Judith got out of the shower and Rita suggested brushing her hair for her, her intentions were only innocent, brought about by having seen the Krityan struggle to comb through her own ridiculously long blue tresses many times in the past. Rita only offered because she just wanted to help out, like any good girlfriend would, and Judith shot her a look of gratitude as she handed over the brush and sat on the bed with her back turned towards her.
Judith was rather partial to her bun and only ever undid it to wash herself, which honestly baffled Rita because her hair was gorgeous when it was down. Long and shiny and elegant, nothing like Rita's own short, messy cut, though such beautiful hair did pose some extra problems in maintenance. Like this tangle on the left side, for example, that was obstinately refusing to let Rita comb through it.
In an attempt to get some better leverage against the knot, Rita shifted the brush and brought up her other hand up to a spot just beneath Judith's left ear and antenna so as to hold her head steady. However, Judith's almost instant reaction to this was to let out a sudden, uncharacteristically loud yelp and flinch away, causing Rita to blink in surprise.
Rita's first thought was that she had hurt Judith somehow, maybe yanked the brush too hard or something, and she immediately prepared to give an apology. But the words quickly died on her lips once her brain caught up to her and she realized that the cry hadn't been so much pained as it had been…well…
Sensual.
Judith was facing her now, her expression not exactly ashamed but still not entirely composed. For a while, Rita herself was at a loss as to how to react, but she had a theory and ultimately, the desire to investigate that theory got the best of her. She reached her hand out tentatively, silently asking for permission, and when Judith didn't protest, Rita sought out that spot at the base of her antenna again and stroked it with her fingers. The sound that escaped Judith this time was nothing short of erotic: a low, long, echoing moan, sultry enough to make Rita tremble just from hearing it.
Rita could have stopped then but she didn't, instead shifting in her seat on the mattress and stretching her arm further to firmly rub the light blue tufts of the other antenna. More ever so deliciously dirty noises spurt from Judith's throat, leaving Rita awestruck as she finally lowered her hand and murmured, "Wow. Sensitive, aren't they?"
Judith had to catch her breath before she was able to answer. "Apparently so," she gasped. "I'd never realized it before."
Her curiosity all too piqued now, Rita grabbed at the lower, darker blue strands of the left antenna. "How about here?"
Judith pursed her lips for a moment, then shook her head. "No. I think it's only at the very base."
Rita hummed in understanding, moving her hand back up to brush her fingers over the aforementioned area once more. Judith started quivering, groaning even louder, and Rita took that as an invitation to kick it up a notch. Still running her fingers along the antenna, Rita experimentally stretched her other hand towards the one on the right so that she was stroking both simultaneously.
Apparently, that was too much for Judith, who wildly arched her back and let out a purely euphoric scream, before bringing her shaking hands down to fumble with the ties that held up her own skirt until she had gotten it off. The fabric fell to the floor as Judith then started to undo the collar of her top, and Rita forwent one of the antennae in favor of reaching around Judith's back and using one hand to release the clasp of her bra-like armor with all the ease of someone who'd done it a million times before.
Once those clothes were discarded as well, Rita gave a gentle push to Judith's shoulder and the Krityan caught on instantly, falling back to lie down on the mattress while Rita loomed over her. Finally relinquishing her hold of the sensitive antennae, Rita reached down to grab the hem of Judith's underwear and yank them down and off, tracing teasing paths along Judith's legs in her wake.
"Sorry," Rita drawled as soon as the panties were off, tossing the garment aside and delighting in how Judith now lay naked and flushed red and breathing hard beneath her. "Looks like you're gonna have to take another shower."
Judith's response of moaning louder and spreading her legs wider told Rita that she didn't care one little bit.