The good thing about returning to their room in the middle of the night was that there were no people in the lobby, the corridors…the elevator. Kyoko didn't even wait for the doors to close before pressing Sayaka against the wall and locking lips with her. Concerns about Reiko stubbornly clung to her mind and she was a little unresponsive as the elevator moved to their floor, but it was hard to stay fixated on their problems when a gorgeous redhead was taking such an enthusiastic interest in her body. By the time the elevator doors dinged open, Sayaka had one arm around Kyoko's waist, the other up the front of her shirt, and was kissing her back passionately.
They broke apart long enough to head down the hallway to their room, hands tightly clasped as though they couldn't bear to be separated. It was their last night together for who knew how long? Hitomi was a saint for helping them as much as she did, especially since it caused the prudish girl some measure of discomfort. But they couldn't expect her to do this often for them, and even if she could and would, it wouldn't take long for Sayaka's parents to become suspicious.
They had to make the most of this while they could.
With that new thought burning the last concerns about Reiko out of her head, Sayaka took both of Kyoko's hands as soon as the door to their room was open and led her to the bed. "You're right, you know. I do still owe you for dragging you out of bed last night."
The redhead grinned and flopped onto the bed. "So, how are you going to make it up to me?"
Her girlfriend leaned down slowly and pressed a finger to Kyoko's lips. "You'll see." A light blush suffused Kyoko's face and her heart started beating faster. Sayaka had something special in mind.
She knelt on the edge of the bed and started a slow strip, teasing Kyoko with hints of bare flesh at first before pulling her sweater and blouse off. Kyoko sat up to help her get undressed, but Sayaka gently pushed her back down with a wink. She turned away from her girlfriend and unclasped her bra, swaying her bare back for a few seconds before letting the undergarment fall to the floor. Feeling Kyoko's eyes on her, she pulled her shoes and socks off before hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her skirt and panties and slowly, teasingly, easing them down her hips.
A low intake of breath told Sayaka that her girlfriend was enjoying the show. Even after having seen each other naked more times than they could count, they could still drive each other crazy just by showing a little skin.
She turned to face Kyoko and could see that the seduction routine was having quite an effect on her. A familiar hunger burned in her deep red eyes, a look that might have disturbed an outsider but only made Sayaka feel wanted. She crawled onto the bed, having stirred up her girlfriend's desire enough and ready to move forward.
The blunette slinked up to her and starting kissing her belly as her hands went straight to the button of Kyoko's shorts. The redhead had already taken off her shoes, socks and hoodie, but had left the rest of her clothes for Sayaka. She wasted no time in undoing the button and zipper and slid Kyoko's shorts down her thighs slowly, taking her underwear with them. Kyoko ached for her, but knew how the game was played. When her lover was in a sensual mood, they took things slow. She bit back her impatience each time because it always paid off in the end.
Sayaka finally slipped the shorts off, leaving Kyoko wearing nothing but her black tank top. She flushed as Sayaka's eyes trailed slowly up her thighs to the place where they met, but Sayaka had seen her naked a hundred times and Kyoko had long since gotten over any self consciousness that she had felt. Now, the blue haired beauty's lingering gaze only curled her lips into a sultry smile.
She laid back and held her arms out invitingly. Sayaka obliged by crawling up the length of her body, and Kyoko's eyes fixed on her breasts. Not for the first time, nor the last time, she resented her own small chest, but her girlfriend never seemed to mind.
As Sayaka moved to be directly over top of Kyoko, she trailed her fingers up the redhead's inner thigh, felt her shiver at the touch. She relished the sharp intake of breath as her fingers passed so close, but moved on without touching her there.
Fingers hooked under the edges of her shirt and carefully lifted it over her head…then stopped. Her arms were pinned above her head by a hand, her entire field of view blocked by black fabric. Kyoko raised an eyebrow that Sayaka couldn't see but didn't protest. The seconds dragged on and she had begun to lose her patience when suddenly her heart jumped. A pair of soft lips brushed across her nipples, right to left, then latched onto the right one.
Sayaka ran her teeth lightly over the sensitive nub and smiled as her girlfriend squirmed. In contrast to her loud and boisterous personality, Kyoko rarely made much noise in bed—Sayaka, surprisingly, was the louder of the two—but more than a year as lovers had taught her how to read every little twitch for signs of how her girlfriend was feeling. She played her tongue lightly over Kyoko's nipple while her left hand trailed lazily down her belly to rest right above her waist.
As much as she was enjoying the attention, Kyoko didn't intend to spend the whole time with her shirt over her face and her arms stuck awkwardly above her head. The moment Sayaka stopped teasing her chest, she wrapped her legs around Sayaka's waist and rolled, flipping both of them onto their sides. Sayaka squeaked at the unexpected shift, and Kyoko took the opportunity to pull her shirt the rest of the way off.
When she could finally see more than the front of her tank top, Kyoko's heart skipped. Sayaka was staring into her eyes with such a tender look on her face that her throat felt suddenly tight. Kyoko cupped her face in her hands and kissed her, on her forehead, her eyelids, her lips.
"I love you."
Sayaka's smile grew brighter and she stroked Kyoko's face. "I love you, too." Her smile became sultry. "But I wasn't finished showing you how much."
Her fingers rested lightly on Kyoko's thighs again, but this time didn't pass idly by her special place. Kyoko sucked in a breath as the feather-light touch brushed along her lips. She closed her eyes and lay back as Sayaka gently ran her fingers up and down, pausing each time at the top to caress her clit. It was slow and methodical, the way Sayaka liked to do things when she was in a romantic mood. Kyoko preferred to be faster and a little rougher, but readily admitted that this was nice as an occasional change.
Before too long, Kyoko was digging her fingers into the mattress and curling her toes, her breath coming in heavy pants. Sayaka grinned and placed two fingers right at her entrance, teasing her further, until Kyoko began to groan in frustration. The groan became a gasp as she felt Sayaka's fingers inside her at last.
She started out with slow, deep strokes, until Kyoko was squirming. Sayaka gradually increased the pace until she was pumping in and out of her, pausing every so often to press up on a certain place. It didn't take long for her to spot the signs that told her that Kyoko was close to orgasm, from the way her hands clenched, the rapid rise and fall of her chest, the shudders that became more and more frequent the closer she got…and the tightness around her fingers.
Not just yet, lover.
Sayaka leaned down and kissed Kyoko as she drew her fingers from the redhead. When they had been new lovers, such an act had caused much aggravation, but it didn't take long until she had come to understand what it meant. Sayaka might like to take things slow and build up gradually, but she wasn't one to needlessly tease her lover. If she stopped using her fingers before Kyoko had reached climax, then it meant…
Hot breath on her thighs made her tense in anticipation. Sayaka didn't waste any more time by playing it slow, not when her girlfriend was already this far along. The first touch of Sayaka's lips to Kyoko's brought an involuntary mewl that made her immediately turn red from embarrassment…which was quickly forgotten as Sayaka spread her folds with her thumbs and pushed her tongue deep inside of her.
She had been so close already that it didn't take long for the oral stimulation to push her over the edge. Kyoko's fingernails pierced the mattress as a series of powerful throbs shot through her body, accompanied by mind numbing bliss.
Yes…she put up with Sayaka's slow approach because it always paid off in the end.
When she had regained enough of her senses to move, she gingerly sat up and pressed herself into her waiting lover's embrace. Sayaka stroked her hair as affection for her fiery redhead burned brightly in her heart. "So…forgive me for dragging you out of bed last night?"
"Only if you promise either not to do it again, or to keep doing this to make up for it."
Sayaka laughed, and the familiar sounds made Kyoko's heart soar. "Deal…one way or the other."
Kyoko smirked and placed a hand on her sternum. Sayaka's quizzical look turned into surprise when Kyoko pushed her onto her back and pried her legs apart.
"We're not done yet, lover. It's your turn."
She didn't bother with foreplay, and wouldn't have needed to, anyway, as Sayaka was still quite aroused from the things she had done to Kyoko. The redhead was perfectly capable of making love slowly and sensually, as Sayaka had, but usually only did so when she was in a romantic mood, herself. Now she got straight to business: after easing her legs apart, Kyoko put her hands under Sayaka's cute butt and lifted her so that her thighs rested on Kyoko's shoulders.
Kyoko kissed her way up her love's inner thigh until she reached her pussy. Sayaka moaned as she felt her girlfriend's tongue running up and down her lips, cried out when it slid inside of her. She squirmed on the bed, every movement of Kyoko's tongue eliciting more gasps and moans. Her legs crossed behind her girlfriend's head, toes curling and uncurling.
Kyoko had had a good deal of practice at this over the past year and knew what to do to make Sayaka die with pleasure. It didn't take long before she was quivering from head to toe and biting her hand to stop from moaning too loudly. All it took was Kyoko to withdraw her tongue and wrap her lips around Sayaka's clit to send her screaming over the edge. Her thighs squeezed around Kyoko's head like a vice, but she didn't let up until the blunette had gone completely slack. Kyoko lowered her carefully to the bed and moved the pillows down to where she lay so that Sayaka could rest in comfort without having to move.
Sayaka smiled, a certain dazed quality to the expression, and pulled the covers over their nude bodies, snuggling up to her beloved in the dark.
"I love you, Kyo," she said once more before closing her eyes.
"I love you, too, Saya." Kyoko gathered her into her arms and rested her chin on her love's collar. "I'll never let anything happen to you."
Sleep never used to come easily for her, not after the horrors she had witnessed. But, these days, she never slept more peacefully than when she was in the arms of the woman she loved, when it felt like the world wasn't such a bad place, after all.
A/N: Hopefully this wasn't bad, as my first attempt at a lemon. Next week, back to more meaningful content.
And for my fellow Americans, Happy Thanksgiving. Thanks for reading, everyone. See you next week.