Fair Lady

Soft hands, soft lips, gentle caresses, loving words. Those were always Columbina's favorite wake up calls. She sighed into the soft pillow she was holding on to, turning her head to the side as Arlecchino placed another kiss on her bare shoulder.

"Good morning, my lovely dove." The words were so sweet, whispered like that against her skin, in that soft tone that Arlecchino used just for her. Columbina only sighed in response, "Hmm... not very talkative today."

"You made my throat sore." Well it wasn't just her, but she knew that it did wonders for Arlecchino's ego.

Arlecchino smirked against Columbina's skin, sliding her hand through the soft silky hair as she moved it away, uncovering the bare back of her lover, covered with little red marks which were very prominent against her pale skin. A pleasant groan sounded from the songstress as warm lips made contact with her back, "And, what does my love need to make it better? Some tea perhaps? Or maybe..." Arlecchino trailed a finger down Columbina thighs, stopping to draw slow circles, "A little gentle loving? Perhaps a kiss to make it better?"

"Seems to me like you're just looking for an excuse." Columbina shifted and turned onto her back, finding that Arlecchino had settled herself between her thighs, her chin resting on her lower stomach, smiling softly at her, "You know very well that you don't need one, my dearest."

"Yes." A gentle kiss was placed on her hip, "Even still..." Another on her soft stomach, "I crave to hear you say it my love." One just below her left breast, "Let me hear your pretty voice." One long kiss on her neck, "Allow me to make you sing for me again, my fair lady"

Columbina cupped Arlecchino's cheeks, "A song only for your ears then." The two melted in their sweet kiss, hands embracing, caressing, confirming the knowledge they already knew as they traveled across each other's bodies once more.