So this fic has been running through my head for a while but I could never get it down on paper, this is the end result I guess. I dont think it's very good but give me points for trying right? I love Maitino so much!
Reunited
Was this a dream? This couldn't be real could it? She must be dreaming again, Maite couldn't possibly be standing in front of her, it must be a dream.
These were just some of the thoughts racing through Caminos mind as she stood shocked still at the sight of her returned lover. It must be her mind tricking her again, just like the last time she saw Ildefonso, she still had no idea if she had really seen him or not and she couldn't bear for this to be some kind of cruel trick, it would break her soul apart.
She didn't dare move lest the illusion be shattered, but the longer she stood there the more she began to realise what was happening.
Maite was back, she was here, standing right in front of her in her house and it wasn't until the moment they kissed that everything she ever felt for her lover came flooding back. It was almost overwhelming, and Camino could feel herself shaking in Maites arms from the euphoria of being held by her again.
Maite felt her shaking and was the first to pull away from the embrace, "Hey, look at me…I'm here" Maite said, noticing tears falling down the young girl's face and trying hard to hold back her own.
"You're here" Camino replied, as Maite wiped a tear away and she leaned into her touch, finally confirming everything to herself.
This was real
She breathed a sigh of relief and looked Maite up and down, a familiar look crossing over her face, one that Maite had seen many times back in her studio. There was only one thing Camino could think about now that Maite was back, so she simply took her by the hand and made the other woman follow her down the hallway
There were no protests from Maite at this, she was just as eager to be with her sweetheart again as Camino was and she chuckled knowingly as she was led to a place of privacy in order to get properly reacquainted again.
Once they got to the bedroom however Camino paused momentarily when she looked at her bed, Ildefonso had so recently passed away and she felt a pang of guilt for letting go of all memory of her husband so suddenly. Her hand slipped absent-mindedly out of Maites as she internally debated whether this was right or not, staring vacantly ahead as her conscience did battle inside of her.
Maite saw this and could practically hear the inner struggle playing out in her young lover's mind, so she spoke out.
"Camino we don't have to, I mean, if it's too soon…" but she didn't have the chance to finish her sentence before Camino turned to her, already untucking her blouse and placing a finger over Maites lips. She was so desperate to be touched by her again that she couldn't bear any more delay.
Ildefonso was gone, nothing would ever change that, and although Camino did have some feelings for him, they had both known their marriage was a charade from the beginning. What she felt for him was never love, there was only one person Camino would ever love and that person had finally been returned to her.
And so, she freed herself from her guilt, and she gave herself back to Maite.
"Please just fuck me" she practically begged, pressing a needy kiss to Maites lips once more.
After that no more words were needed, clothes were stripped off in mere seconds until they were both down to their undergarments and stumbling to the bed whilst neither one could stop kissing the other.
Much like their first time together there was no elegance in their actions, just an intense, heavy need for each other. Maite pressed herself down on Camino and could feel the heat from between her legs even through their underclothes. She shifted position to straddle one of her legs and then placed a hand between Caminos thighs, smiling knowingly as she felt how wet she already was. Her fingers moved over the damp fabric and Caminos hand slipped over hers as she guided it hastily underneath her clothes.
Maite found her wet and ready as she began stroking her clitoris, it was so engorged and slick and Camino quickly shuddered against her. She wanted more of her immediately and she was eager to have her fingers inside her and make that girl hers again, but this was her dear Camino, and she would never take from her without permission.
Camino would give it to her of course, she would always freely give herself to Maite, however, rational thought was far from her mind at this moment, so the younger woman grasped at Maites face gently, pulling her down until their foreheads touched whilst she gave her consent.
"Inside..." Was all Camino could manage, her voice a whispered command.
Maite obeyed gladly and slipped two fingers deep inside her lover's wet centre, making Camino moan in complete bliss as she did so. There was nothing Maite desired more at that moment than to see her beautiful girl climax from the thrusts and strokes her own hands provided.
Not that she ignored her own needs of course, she pressed her hips down hard onto the leg she was straddling, drawers already soaking with want, and rutted against her, desperate to relieve the ache pulsating in her centre.
Maite moved her fingers inside Camino in a way that made the most wonderful sounds of pleasure come from her beautiful mouth, sounds that Maite had missed so much, the ones she could never forget even if she dared to.
They knew each other so well it was as if they had never been apart, truly they were soulmates coming together again. They knew exactly how to please the other, the most sensitive places to touch and to tease until they both reached their peak and were left a sweaty, breathless, yet satisfied mess of limbs and kisses.
Recovering, Maite gently plucked the pearl pin from Caminos' hair, then her own, and set them both aside, next came the rest of the pins from her hair as she allowed Camino to undo her whilst tenderly doing the same for her young lover. Once freed they both laughed gently at their own impatience, realising they didn't even bother to undress fully, that's how much they had wanted each other in that moment.
"Beautiful girl" Maite purred, her fingers running through long brunette strands and her eyes gazing at the glowing content face of her lover.
They kissed again, slowly this time, the passion of earlier giving itself over to tenderness as they reaffirmed their love for each other.
They were quiet for a time, simply letting themselves enjoy the feeling of being together again. The younger woman was the first to break the peace with a happy sigh and a simple request.
"Hold me?"
"Claro" Maite replied with a warm smile
So, almost identically to their first intimate encounter, Camino nestled herself against Maites breast whilst the older woman wrapped her arms around her, holding her close as if she would never let her go again.
An immense sense of calm flooded through them both as they lay together and when Maite gently stroked Caminos hair the younger woman closed her eyes, feeling the happiest she had felt in months.
Neither said a word but it was obvious that the adrenaline from their re-encounter was wearing off because exhaustion was taking them over.
They both silently agreed that sleep was needed right away.
Maite was tired from her journey back to Spain of course, but more than that she was just so worn out from the months of torment she had endured, the worrying for Camino and the pain of knowing how much she had hurt the poor girl. It might have broken her if she hadn't had her art to pour her soul into, those moments she spent at the canvas had briefly eased the pain, but they never fully erased it.
Now that she had Camino back in her arms though, contentment had taken the place of all her anguish. She kissed the top of her head and looking down she could see that the younger woman was already half asleep.
For all the exhaustion Maite felt, Camino had felt it double, but now that she was with Maite again it was as if her body and soul had finally found relief.
It occurred to her just before she fell asleep, nestled against her lover, that her mind had at last fallen silent. All the months of turmoil, the heartache, the disastrous marriage to Ildefonso, the guilt she felt over his death, the fighting with her mother, it had all taken its toll on the young girl's senses, but it had all stopped now that Maite was holding her again.
She smiled as sleep took its claim on her, remembering how her mind had always felt at peace in Maites arms, it was the only place anything made sense to her, the only place she ever felt right.
Maite was the first to wake, smiling as she felt the delightful warmth of Camino wrapped around her, and as she blinked herself back to life she tried not to disturb her sleeping lover, she wanted a few moments just to look at her and to preserve this happy memory forever.
She loved how Camino looked as she slept, so peaceful, so serene, "by God this girl is a work of art" Maite thought as she watched her. She could have happily stayed like this forever, with Camino asleep in her arms, just to hold her felt like a gift all by itself.
Still, an awake Camino had its merits too, their earlier exertions being a testament to that, and just as Maite was admiring the sleeping form of the younger woman she began to stir.
Camino woke up slowly, as if not wanting to wake from a wonderful dream she was having, but thankfully she found reality to be more beautiful than her imagination when her eyes opened and she remembered who was with her.
"Mmmm…it wasn't a dream" she said sleepily, looking up at Maite. "you're really here"
"I'm really here mi niña" Maite assured her, and it made Camino smile a beautiful sleepy smile to hear her favourite pet name come from Maites lips again.
"Say that again'' she murmured, stretching life back into her body.
"I'm really here mi niña?" Maite repeated, a little confused at her request until Caminos' reply made everything clear to her.
"Yo siempre fui tu niña" she told her. "I was never anyone else's".
It was important that Maite knew even though she had been married to Ildefonso she had never truly been his, physically or otherwise, it was always Maite who she belonged to.
The older woman looked stunned for a moment as she took in those words, in truth it was one of the most beautiful things anyone had ever said to her.
"I never doubted it for a second," Maite assured her, holding back the tears she felt pricking at her eyes and leaning in to place a soft kiss on her lips.
"Mi niña," she teased happily, kissing her again before gently pushing her onto her back, planting even more kisses onto her face and repeating "mi niña, mi niña, mi niña", all the while tickling her in the places she knew were the most sensitive.
After a short while of that delicious torture Camino was caught in a fit of giggles until Maite relented and found herself resting gently on top of her, Caminos legs wrapping around her by instinct as she enjoyed the feeling of having Maite pressed against her once more. They soon looked at each other seriously again as Camino brushed a lock of Maites hair away from her face, the older woman closing her eyes to savour that gentle touch she had craved so much in their time apart.
She lowered her lips to Caminos neck and softly kissed her way upwards, taking in the warmth of her skin, the taste of her, her scent. It was heavenly, and yet a feeling of melancholy passed through Maite at the same time, there was still a pain inside her that needed to be healed.
"I missed you'', she whispered into Caminos ear, her voice a mixture of despair and relief. It was such a woefully inadequate way to describe the pain she had felt in the last few months, but there was no other way to say it. Just the thought that she had hurt Camino had caused her so much distress, but how could she ever describe the guilt she felt for running away, for abandoning Camino to her mother's bidding, for not being brave when she needed to be?
She could never tell of the torment she felt at not being there for Camino and the burden of worrying about her every day, worrying if she was happy, if she was safe, if her husband was good to her.
That was the worst pain of all, knowing she was forced into a marriage she didn't want when Maite was the one she should have been with. Every day without Camino was like torture and there were many times Maite felt like she would die from the sheer fucking loneliness of being without her.
She tried, but there was just no way those three words could ever encompass the suffering she had felt inside.
Camino shushed her before Maite could continue though, kissing her temple and sliding her hands underneath her slip before gently telling her off "Not now, later" she scolded, "enjoy the moment mi amor".
Maite pulled back and looked her in the eyes, cupping her face with one hand. Camino was right of course, even though Maite was desperate to tell her how sorry she was for everything that had happened to them, she knew there would be plenty of time for that later on,right now was a time for joy. Besides, it was so hard to resist Caminos' look of contentment at that moment and Maite knew she couldn't take it away from her.
Instead she stroked her face softly as she relented "Sí, tienes razón, perdóname" and after kissing her once more she broke away and sat back on her knees, drawing her slip up and over her head and giving her lover a view of everything she wanted.
Caminos smiled at her sweetly, taking in the sight of those full breasts she longed to touch. Her hands wandered upwards to palm them both, making Maite groan eagerly as she covered her hands with her own.
When Camino let go her fast fingers travelled downwards to untie Maites drawers and the older woman slipped them off hastily. Then came Caminos' turn as she shifted to pull her own slip over her head as Maite undid the rest of her undergarments, shaking slightly from arousal as she lifted her hips for Maite to remove them.
Maite forgot how to breathe for a moment as Camino opened her legs and let her settle in between them, giving Maite a wonderful view that left her stunned and caused her to bite her lip at the thought of fucking her again.
When she eventually remembered to exhale Maite couldn't help the orgasmic groan that escaped her mouth.
Even though she already knew Caminos body inch by inch, at this moment it was like seeing her for the first time. She was so beautiful, this gift of a girl lain before her who loved her enough to let her see her in this most intimate way.
"Camino…" Maite whimpered as she practically made love to her with her eyes.
She took in the smoothness of her pale, perfect skin, the peak of her nipples and the way her chest rose as she breathed heavily. The patch of hair between her legs covering her sex which Maite could tell was ready for her again, in fact, all of her was begging to be touched and it made the older woman shiver to see how turned on her love was.
Camino lay one hand over her head and let Maite delight in the sight of her. It was intoxicating to know how much Maite desired her, to know the things she inspired in her as she studied her naked body excited her beyond words.
It wasn't just Maite looking at her that turned her on though, looking was easy, it was knowing that she was loved and that she was wanted in the way Maite wanted her that aroused her the most, it was indescribably erotic, an erotica no one else would ever be able to understand.
She watched intently as Maites eyes raked over her and landed between her legs, she could feel the warmth of her own lubricant seeping from her as the other woman seemed to be lost in her own desire.
Camino almost couldn't bring herself to snap her out of it, she would have loved to stay forever under Maites lustful gaze, but her centre was aching for relief, and she dared herself to speak up.
"Do you want to touch me?" she teased, she wasn't really asking it as a question though, she already knew what the answer would be.
"You know I do, always". Maite replied, her husky voice betraying how much she wanted her, and Camino responded by tilting her head against the pillow with a seductive sigh, opening up her legs even more, letting Maite know she was ready for her to do as she pleased.
She was quickly rewarded when Maite slid her fingers into her delightfully warm and wet centre. So turned on was she that she felt like she could come immediately just from the first touch.
Maite stroked her slowly, making love to her with her hands, letting herself take the time to really feel her and to enjoy the thrill that came from loving Camino as she was doing.
Camino looked down, watching her lover's hands as they took care of her. It was bliss to be touched by Maite, but more than that it was exciting to watch how her hands moved the way they did.
Camino loved the things Maites hands could do, those hands had been used to sculpt, sketch and paint some of the most beautiful works of art Camino had ever seen, but now they had no other purpose than to please her, it made her feel like she was truly alive again after months of feeling like a part of her had died.
"I need you closer" Camino pleaded, reaching out a hand to her, she needed to feel the warmth of Maites body against her as her orgasm built.
The older woman did so, keeping one hand at work as she slid herself back up her body whilst whispering to her how good she felt underneath her, how wonderful she felt between the legs and how much she loved how wet she was.
Camino could feel herself reaching her peak and she grasped at the firm muscles of Maites arms and back.
"Make me come" she told her, softly kissing underneath her ear.
Maite increased the pace of her fingers, she desired nothing more at that moment than to hear the beautiful sound of her lover's climax, and it was mere moments until Camino was crying out as Maites fingers brought her to an exquisite, powerful release.
She was barely done shuddering through one of the best orgasms Maite had ever given her when she pressed her lips against her lovers, kissing her soundly between words of endearment and desiring to make Maite feel the same pleasure she'd just experienced.
"I need to taste you Maite, please" Camino pleaded breathlessly, and Maite didn't even need to respond as the two of them immediately switched positions, Camino letting her lover settle herself on her back before her mouth dove in-between her legs.
"Dios…" was all Maite could say as the tongue of her beautiful girl began eagerly lapping her up. She felt Caminos hands firmly grasp at her hips to keep her still underneath her, something Maite was already struggling to do, the sensation of her mouth doing what it was doing was making her legs quake.
"Mi niña" Maite whispered, one hand stroking her lover's hair softly as her tongue continued ravishing her.
Usually Maite liked it slower than this, but she was desperate to come, desperate for her love to bring her to that glorious arrival. Still, as one hand slowly stroked at Caminos' hair she could feel her young lover slowing her pace, almost in sync with the movement of her hand.
"Good…that feels so good…oh Camino, my beautiful girl…" were just some of the things that tumbled from Maites mouth as she thanked herself for teaching this girl about cunnilingus.
As it turned out, Camino was exceptionally good at oral sex. So good that sometimes when Maite had been lonely in her bed in Paris it was Caminos perfect pink lips and talented tongue that she missed the most.
Maite smiled as she remembered the day she first performed this act on her, she had been wary of introducing Camino to it as she suspected she had never heard of such things as this.
She was right to assume that and she remembered how Camino had been unsure of herself, and hesitant to perform something like that in the most intimate place a woman had, but after Maite had demonstrated it by using her tongue between Caminos legs, her young lover was overcome with a need to make Maite feel as wonderful as she had made her.
There had been scarce moments for them to try it back in Maites apartment, their times together back then had always been painfully short.
It seemed like Camino recalled exactly how to please Maite though as soon enough she could feel the older woman approaching orgasm.
Maite came hard, toes curling and her hand tightly gripping her lover's hair as her climax overtook every part of her body, a flash of pure pleasure that set each and every nerve ending aflame.
When her senses finally returned and she felt Caminos soft lips kissing gently at her inner thigh as she finished with her, she marvelled at how good Camino was when they made love.
Maite had known the love of several women and she had never been left unsatisfied by them, never. But none of them had ever made her feel the way Camino did, she was incredible. Not even Ángela came close and their relationship had changed Maites entire world.
She wondered, was Camino simply an excellent lover or was it because Camino was the love of her life that made her so good? It surely must have been the latter as only a true love, her soulmate, could make her feel the way she did.
Either way Maite was eternally grateful that she had found this wonderful young woman, her delight, her joy and her muse and she swore she would never let anyone take her from her again.
When Camino raised her head again her mouth was coated with Maites want, she had been dripping wet down there, and the young woman locked eyes mischievously with Maites as she wiped her mouth clean, an action she knew would tease the older woman, showing her just how wet she had been.
"You shameless girl" Maite teased as she reached out and brushed her thumb over the still damp lips of her lover. Camino crawled up to lay beside her, kissing her lips thoroughly so that she could have a taste of herself before they were both content to lay facing each other, arms wrapped around each other, hands gently caressing the other's skin.
They spent the rest of the day together like that, kissing, touching, talking, making love over and over until they had both had their fill. They were lovers reunited, soulmates, there was nothing and no one else in the world except the two of them on that beautiful day, the most perfect day that felt like it belonged only to them.
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