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Chapter 9: Quench, Part III

Feeling the heartbeat underneath, Light leaned closer, her other arm across Serah's back, steadying her. Inching their faces together, Light breathed out, "Like this," moving to palm the perked nipple, squeezing her.

"Yes," Serah moaned out, closing her eyes, "Yes, just like that!"

She turned towards Light, nuzzling on the soft fabric as she writhed. Her face pressed against the swell of her breasts, taking in the warmth emanating from her body. Light cradled Serah, her fingers making circular motions on her back. The presence of arms on her neck anchored her feelings as she waited for any further movement from her sister.

"I always liked being held by you. I remember when I was small, you would hug me in your arms, reading my favorite book," Serah adjusted her arms around Light's neck, enveloping her closer, "And you probably thought I fell asleep from your voice. But I only remember being hugged and being… safe. In your arms."

Light sensed her fingers grasping harder on the neck, a tight feeling as the breathing on her top increased.

"A-After Mom died, you pulled away. Became distant. Became another person," Serah looked up at her, eyes beginning to water, "That's when the feelings started. At first, I thought it was because my sister was hardly here for me but- no. That wasn't it."

Taking a breath, Serah continued, "I yearned for you. Not as a sister. How can I even explain it to you how I really felt? When I wanted you to see me as a woman, your woman?"

Light's eyes widened, as she mentally processed her words, her hands stopped moving and stayed splayed across Serah's back. She barely felt hands cupping on her face, bringing her closer to Serah as she reached up to kiss her, slowly and reverently, stopping to gaze at each other.

"Serah, I," Light paused, clearing her throat as she felt her cheeks hot and flushed, "I already did."

Looking away, attempting to steady her breathing at her confession, she focused at a point on the sofa arm. Light reacted with a flinch when she felt fingers intertwined with hers, the gesture pulling her back to glance at her sister.

Her gaze softened as she puckered her lips once again, waiting for her to bridge the gap. Giving her sweet pecks over her lips, jaw, neck- they pulled apart, and Light moved her fingers back to Serah's breast, fondling the nipple. Hearing Serah's breath hitch, Light alternated between squeezing the flesh and playing with the stiff nub, enjoying her face and neck slowly flushing pink from arousal.

"I like it when you touch me," Serah moaned, squirming in Light's lap as her hand grazed from one nipple, brushing across, and caressing the other nipple.

Bringing her hand down, her fingers went in circles around the belly button, rocking along the motion from Serah's increased panting. She spread her legs further, bucking at nothing from the gentle belly rubs, as if anticipating impending relief to cast over the aching.

She let out a groan when her fingers didn't trail downwards, the ache spreading as goosebumps on her flesh. Serah panted - teeth automatically bit her bottom lip - once Light hovered over her breasts, swirling her tongue around the pink nipples, sucking on the tit.

"Please… don't tease…." Serah gasped out, lifting her hips from the ache and letting Light taste more of her tits, pressing them up against her face. Light's hand palmed her mound, her finger finding the slit, sliding itself between drenched lips.

Serah mewled, clinging onto being touched, her hips responding by humping on her sister's hand. Licking her lips, dry from arousal, she placed her hand to Light's head, gently pulling her away from her breast.

Locking eyes, mouth slightly agape, Serah continued to grind on Light's hand, attempting to coat her palm with her juices.

She's so desperate for me.

Leaning towards her face, Light made as if to kiss her again. Serah closed her eyes as she asked, "How did you know it was me?"

"What?"

"How did you know it was me? The other side of the hole." She repeated, waiting as Serah opened her eyes. Light's hand stilled, the finger on the slit as the other fingers rubbed on her cunt lips.

"Oh," She breathed out, grinding on Light's hand, "You called out my name. After Palumpolum."

Light stared at her, brows furrowing in thought. Serah reached up to kiss her bottom lip, and rolled her hips up, slowly sinking the finger deep in her folds.

"Don't stop." She said, desiring Light's touch all over her body, every dip inside her enflaming more passion.

Serah let out a string of moans, her thighs quivering as she sensed fingers pumping, filling her up. Curling deep, the tips scraped against her front wall, sending her in deep arousal as her entrance leaked from the friction.

"You like that?"

Panting as her pussy continued to take her sister's fingers, she tugged her face closer, giving her sloppy kisses on the mouth.

"Yes! I… love you. I love you." She moaned, in between locking lips, crying out loud as the pumping sped up, the noise down there increasing in volume.

She's clenching so tight around my fingers.

Plunging inside her, knuckle-deep in that hot wetness, feeling every squeeze and pulse of her velvety walls - her fingers stayed inside, enjoying how Serah was desperate for her. Looking at her, Serah's mouth was in an O shape from the pleasure.

"Serah…"

Her tongue slipped in, covering lips with her own, as they kissed deeply.

She… loves me. She loves me.

Feeling her face flushed with warmth, Light gently cupped Serah's chin with her other hand, pressing their lips closer together until they had to pull apart for air.

"Me too," She whispered, breath floating on her lips.

And kissed again.

Serah made a noise of protest as Light's fingers left her entrance, undulating her hips chasing after her fingers. Light brought her hand- drenched in nectar- closer as if she was inspecting the wetness.

She gasped as the same tongue that just was kissing her was lapping at the palm and fingers, tasting her in another way. Body hot and flushed at the view, Serah brought her hand to grasp her tit, softly squeezing on the flesh in tandem with every lick. Playing with the nipple, her mouth lolled open as she breathed heavily, the rest of her body seeking relief from the ache within as she glanced up, to heated gaze.

Roving her eyes over her sister - from lust present on lidded eyes, to slim fingers pinching stiff nubs, to where her thighs parted, the bare mound capped off with pink flesh begging to be touched and sunk into.

She isn't satisfied yet…

Making up her mind, Light wrapped her arms around her legs and back, cradling her as she stood up. Surprised from the sudden movement, Serah yelled, "Wait! What are you - "

"I want you to feel good."

Turning around, she placed her down on the sofa, sitting in the same place. Then she was on her knees, her hands keeping her legs spread, ogling at the view in front of her.

Burying her face between her legs, licking at the wet slit, she roved her eyes up. Seeing her little sister suck in her breath with hooded eyes splayed on the sofa - Light dove back in her wet entrance, eagerly desiring to tease her until she was incoherent with lust.

Her tongue played around hot lips, smearing her juice all over the sensitive flesh as it moved up, swirling around the hooded nub. Feeling Serah's thighs clench around her head, Light continued to flick the tip of her tongue along the pink nub, wantonly protruded from being teased.

Hearing Serah cry out, Light used both hands to pry her knees apart, caressing up to press against soft thighs, keeping her pinned. Her hips started bucking, wanting the tongue to delve back deep in her walls. Light enjoyed seeing Serah's tight hole so exposed, clenching on nothing - her flesh wet with arousal.

The thought sent a surge of passion through her veins, as Light roughly darted her tongue into her folds - increasing in speed - the motion becoming sticky and louder with each thrust as her mouth pressed kisses on her slit.

Light gazed up at Serah again, this time with one hand over her breast, tweaking her nipple, as she panted from the sight of her big sister eating her out. The other hand was hidden behind her thigh, her arm straight and tense from Light's view.

"More, right there," she moaned out, supple hips raising and keeping her legs spread, enticing Light to continue servicing her.

Serah groaned, almost slouching back into the sofa as Light placed her mouth over her, sucking and teasing on the aroused bud. The spot within her belly was winding tighter onto itself; the waves of tingles traveled to her core, as she was acutely aware of her need to be filled, to be hilted full and deep. Light's tongue lapped down her slit, purposely making sounds as she tasted her juice, sliding down to catch the wetness.

The side of her lips lifted as Light couldn't help but smile once she felt Serah grinding on her mouth, wetter and wetter from the friction - brushing against her chin. She sensed her weight shifting, the thighs around her face opened wider as there were pressure on the back of her head. Feeling fingers rake on her hair, strands lifted as the palm pressed her face closer; she needed to be tongued deeper. Caressing Serah's inner thighs, she felt up plump skin as she bucked her pussy faster, and the moaning up top louder and erratic, filling the room.

Serah shook as the hot tongue left her depths, crying out a small whine from the absence. Light then sunk her finger inside, her mouth humming on the top of her mound as she flicked her tongue on her sister's clit. The finger delved knuckle-deep, as Light felt hot warmth pulsing, clenching, attempting to seal it inside her once she pulled her finger away. Pressing it along her slit, Light rubbed her finger up and down, massaging her slick folds - Serah's hand fell away from her head as her body shuddered, getting lost in the pleasure.

Light drew her mouth away and focused her sight on Serah's core, flushed at seeing her wanton lips take her in, watching her hips sawing, shealthing herself on her finger.

"Just like that, ahh I want more Light. Keep using your finger- play with me… Yes!"

She suddenly hilted her finger all the way inside, curling the tip upwards and rubbing at the flesh there - Serah's thighs were quivering from the sensation, a trail of wetness dripped out of her hole as she squeezed on her reddened nipples. Pumping her middle finger in and out, damp and slick from stroking her sister, the motion and noise emanating from the act had Light tensed, acutely aware she was getting hard again.

"Yesyesyes I - I…love, uoooh," Serah's body tensed, arching on her palm, feet both with toes clenched over the sofa. Her upper body was curled into herself, breasts squeezed up against each other as she sank into the cushion.

Serah gasped as her inner thighs were peppered with faint kisses, continuing to watch Light pressing into hot and sweaty skin, sweetly covering every inch with her lips. Occasionally she lapped her tongue on her thighs, catching stray salt drops, before moving back to her core. Gently sucking on her clit, coaxing more wetness to seep from her entrance, trailing down to the sofa cushion.

Light looked up at Serah, reclined languidly on the sofa, as she breathed deeply. Stroking her member, fully hard from the view, she kept stoking the fire within her belly as eyes roved on her sister - from hooded eyes, to the sheen of sweat on her neck, the swell of her breasts and stiff nipples, still on display with flushed pink lips, drenched in her own nectar from her sister's touches all evening long.

She leaned forwards, hovering over Serah - with both hands on her shoulders, Light pushed her, as Serah laid on her side, one leg lifted onto the sofa, eyes anticipating her next move once Light was kneeling against the cushion.

"Serah, Serah, Serah," She repeated, heavily breathing out through her nose in a last show of restraint. Slowly stopping as she gripped her dick, Light rubbed the underside on her mound and thighs, smearing Serah's sticky heat all over herself.

"Yes," She breathed out, "We both want it."

Her hand came down as she held her gaze on Light's, playing with her clit for a short while before cupping her fingers around her folds, holding them apart. Light licked her lips, matching her sister's gaze as she slotted back in. She stilled as she felt Serah tensed halfway through, her walls pulsing around her dick, gripping on her over and over again.

Serah bit her lip, feeling the welcome intrusion inside her even more intensely than before as Light sank deeper. Thrusting in and out, she felt wetness seeping down, coating her meat with her tacky heat. Light pistoned harder, the repeating motion giving away sounds of sex, a consistent squelch coupled with lilting moans underneath her. She gripped on Serah's hips, one of her legs instinctively wrapped around her waist, rutting ever further into snug folds.

Look at her.

The perky breasts in front of her, bouncing in time with her continued thrusting. Nipples hard, complete with a tinge of flushed skin along her neck and collar, invited Light to touch, to caress with her hands, to be worshipped using her tongue across the skin.

Waiting to be devoured.

Sweat was pooling in places where she was bent, the body heat between them adding onto the passionate rutting as their hips joined together, Light pounding her sister deep and fast.

"Come…closer," Serah breathed out in between being filled by Light, her entrance sealing around only the crown, as her walls ached from the absence.

Light hilted back, fully lodged deep in her, savoring the tight suction on her meat. Enjoying the way Serah hitched her breath as she twitched, humping on her - the way her sister's heel dug into her lower back had her pressed deeper into her. She leaned over, bridging the gap as they locked lips once more, Serah's fingers cupped around her neck, their hips slow grinding on each other.

"You feel so good," She whispered in her ear, licking at the sweatdrop trailing down to her jaw, "I need more. I dreamt it for years… you pinning me down, taking me all night long."

Taking a moment to give another kiss, Serah licked on her bottom lip and continued, "Filling me as much as you want. I want to make you feel good too. Tell me Claire, tell me what feels good."

Hearing her name moaned out of her lips, something in Light snapped. The coil in her belly burned, aching for relief, her hands gripping thighs, leaning back as she started to vigorously thrust in and out.

Grunting as Serah pulsed around her cock, the entrance soaked with her juice, Light kept ramming in. She felt sweat building along the hem of her knit top, her abs slightly clenched, wantonly bucking into hot depths.

Etro, she's gripping me like a vice.

"…I'm c-close," She gritted out, squeezing on her sister's tit, pinning her in place as she rutted as deep as she could. The sensation of her nectar seeping from her slit as her balls slapped on wet skin fueled the haze of lust in the eyes, only focusing on pleasing Serah.

"C-Claire! D-" Her thighs tensed, her knees clenching and digging on her back as she locked her feet together, "Don't pull out! Yours, all yours,"

Her vision was hot once she felt her legs were wrapped around her, seeing Serah's wanton hips desperately bucking against her front - wanting to slide up and down to the base of her dick, to receive all of her.

Fuck, I'm going to -

"Serah!" She cried out, her vision turning white as her body tensed, her meat deep in hot velvety walls - only focused on the warm depths as she rolled her body into the cushion. She also felt pressure on her back, the thighs around her twitching as she registered throaty babbling underneath her.

"…Y.."

"Yes!"

"Yesyesyes!"

Her arms felt sore propping her body weight up, as ropes and ropes of her seed spurted inside that hot fleshy sleeve, squeezed tight and sealed in Serah's warmth.

"…love you…"

"I love you Claire."

Lurching forward, her arms finally gave out as she collapsed on top of her, right in between the slopes of her breasts. She rested her head to the side, fingers running along the side of her body. Inhaling a deep breath, she gently blew on the nipple in front of her, hearing hitched gasps and smiling as Serah writhed at the sensation.

Using her hand to palm on that breast, she moved to press a kiss to the nipple, slightly sucking on the nub, as she looked up, meeting Serah's gaze.

"I love you too, Serah," She said, watching her eyes widen and cheeks flushed even more.

Their lips locked, eyes closed deep in passion. Feeling her tongue licking her bottom lip, she let her in, gently caressing her upper lip with her mouth. Pulling away from each other, Serah whined as Light pulled her softened member out from her sleeve, stringy fluid clinging on her meat serving as a reminder. Serah laid splayed on the sofa, legs spread wide as she panted, lust all over her gaze. A white trail of cum slowly dripped out of her slit, traveling with every pulsing motion from her hips.

"Let's take a shower", Light said.

-NEXT MORNING-

Her eyes fluttered open, beams of light increased in intensity as she eased into being awake. The brightness in the room showered in light than what she normally woke up to, reaching as far as the wall across from the window.

What time is it?

"Hmm… are you awake?" A groggy voice asked.

Looking down, she saw a head of pink hair besides her bare breast, currently nuzzling against her side, avoiding the brightness.

"Yea," Light replied, moving her hand to the top of the head, playing with the strands of hair, feeling hot breaths tickling her bare skin. Her hand traveled downwards on naked back as Serah's arm laid across her waist. She could sense her sister's perk nipple pressed on her flesh as she played with her belly button piercing.

After some moments touching each other, Serah looked up at her, smiling, and said, "Happy Birthday,"

"Take the day off for your birthday."

Light softly snorted, "Are you telling me what to do?"

"Yes."

"Me, the birthday girl?"

"Yes."

"And if I said no?" Serah's hand stilled, brows furrowing in thought. Using her outstretched hand to lift herself away from Light, she sat up, a glint in her eyes.

"I'm calling Amodar."

Lightning blinked and raised an eyebrow.

"You two are really close."

"Are you jealous?"

Light looked away, huffing, "As if."

The silence turned uncomfortable, and Light looked back to Serah. She was staring at her with an imperceptible look.

"What is it."

"You have something on your face."

She leaned forwards, her face getting closer as she moved with her knees.

Hand on her cheek, she quickly closed the space between them, soft pecks on her lips followed by a flick of her tongue, tasting her.

"Don't be jealous."

Smiling at her, she suddenly rolled them over, pinning Serah to the mattress. This time, she kissed her full on the lips, until Serah moaned out.

"Make it up to me on my birthday."

The End.

Notes (Pt.2): As always, full explicit version on Ao3, including the epilogue.

Nectar was originally conceived, dated around 2017 in my fic journal, about a one-shot where Serah is giving Light a lap dance whilst she was blindfolded. Adding other tropes and plots here and there (futa!Light) throughout the years, I finally had the gumption to see through the vision in how I wanted to present the work.

So where to go from here?

Nectar has become a mini-series, with about 2 or 3 one-shots in mind as additional entries. One of them is the aforementioned Palumpolum trip. And no current timeline for now, as I'm in work related busy season and with other WIPs in the backlog.

For any snippets, art, or shitposting, check my profile for my social media accounts.