"Hello, Azura."
Azura looked up from the songbook she was reading, and saw Robin standing in front of her, a smile on his face.
"Oh, hello, Robin." Azura said. "Thank you for your hard work, yesterday. You left me with barely anything to do tonight. I got everything you left for me done rather quickly."
Azura was working in the Order's library tonight. It was a job that had a surprising amount of variance to its workload. There were nights where the books that needed checked and shelved piled over her head, or a new batch of books might come in from one of the other worlds, and need to be sorted into the Order's extensive collection. Sometimes, she wouldn't even be in the library for long, because there were loaned books that needed to be tracked down and returned. Other nights, she'd practically never leave the stacks, especially recently. She'd definitely had long nights where she felt like she hadn't even made a dent in the workload that she'd been given.
But there were also nights like tonight, where she was the only person in the library (or had been until Robin had gotten here), there were no overdue books to hunt down, a grand total of five books had needed to be checked in and re-shelved, and no rush to work on other projects.
"Then what's with the pile of books on the desk?" Robin asked.
Ah, those. Azura looked for a moment at the books spread out in front of her on the desk. There were probably at least a dozen and a half of them, maybe more. They were mostly songbooks, like the one in her hand, or dance manuals, though she'd also found a historical text or two that had piqued her curiosity, too.
"Well," Azura began, "I've been rather curious about song and dance in other worlds recently, so I scoured the library earlier for some books on the subject. Now, I'm educating myself." She showed him the cover of the songbook she was reading.
"I see." Robin said, smiling. "Well, I'm glad that I was able to make your shift pleasant."
Azura smiled back. "So, what are you doing here, today?" She asked.
"I was hoping to find some historical texts." Robin explained. "Like you, I've grown curious about worlds besides my own. Specifically, I've noticed an interesting common thread in the founding of the worlds that we come from: some great war in the time long before us, and the heroes from that war going on to found the nations of the world. So I'm making a little research project out of it. Tharja's supposed to help me look."
That certainly sounded interesting. And it got Azura thinking about some things she'd read. "Now that you mention it, I've noticed something similar in my own research. For example, I've seen references to "Divine Dragons" in texts from Archanaea, Valentia, Ylisse, Elibe… even Jugdral has some brief mentions to them, and I think I remember seeing a book from some place called 'Aytolis' that mentions them…" She started looking through her books for the one in question. "Speaking of Aytolis, have you met anyone from there around here? Because I don't remember meeting anyone from that world here, but it sounds so familiar…"
"Hmm… I could swear I've heard that name before, but you're right, I don't remember meeting anyone from Aytolis here in Askr."
Azura found the book she was looking for, and slid it across the desk to him. "I found a more general book about the world, and so much of it sounds familiar to me, for some reason. But I don't remember ever going to Aytolis. It's so strange."
Robin picked the book up, and Azura noticed Tharja approaching them. She had a bag slung over her shoulder, which Azura thought was unusual. Robin seemed to sense her approach, because he turned to greet her. "Hey, Tharja."
Tharja smiled. "Hello, Robin. Azura." Azura smiled, and nodded at her. "What are you two talking about?"
"Just discussing research projects." Azura told her. "Robin told me about yours, and I'm looking into songs and dances from other worlds."
Robin handed Tharja the book about Aytolis. "Hey, have you ever met someone around here from Aytolis?"
Tharja took the book, and stared at its cover. "No…" she said. "The place sounds familiar, but I don't believe I've ever met someone from there." She handed it back to Robin, who set it back on Azura's desk. "One more realm to research, I suppose. Are you ready to get started?"
"Yeah, let's do it." Robin turned to Azura. "Have a good night, Azura." And then, he and Tharja walked off into the library to start their work, and Azura was alone with her books again.
Tharja's appearance had brought a thought to her mind, and now that she was alone, Azura checked over the books she'd assembled. As she'd suspected, she'd gathered a collection of tomes from a variety of sources, but she hadn't found one on Plegian song and dance.
Grabbing a few of the books that hadn't delivered quite what she'd been hoping for, Azura stood, and walked off into the stacks to return what she'd opted against, and perhaps find something new.
The library was originally organized based primarily off of what the source of the book was: Nohrian books went with the Nohrian books, and those were near the Hoshidan books, and so on. It wasn't a perfect system, and organization within those sections was a little slipshod, so a while back, a new system had been proposed, accepted, and scheduled, that was supposed to have the books organized based on their content instead: Fiction with fiction, and then organized based on genre; nonfiction with nonfiction, organized based on subject.
But the process was being carried out by a handful of volunteer workers who were supposed to be soldiers first, and couldn't spend all of their time sorting through books to see what they were about and where they were supposed to go, and the work had been started before Askr had found itself embroiled in a new conflict with Niðavellir. So while some books had been re-sorted as part of the transition, others hadn't. Which left the library's contents in a bit of chaos.
Azura opted to put the books she'd grabbed back where she'd found them (or thereabouts), and then went looking for her Plegian books. She found the section of Ylissean books, and from there, found the smaller section of books from Plegia. Azura thumbed over the books, looking at their titles. Many of them weren't quite right, but she did find a book that looked to be exactly what she was looking for: a book about Plegian festivities. She snapped it up, and took it back to her desk.
With Robin and Tharja's appearances in the library, Azura had half-expected some other heroes to make their ways to the library tonight, but as she flipped through the books arrayed before her, she was surprised at how calm everything was tonight. It was just the three of them, and Robin knew his way around the library, so he didn't need to come up and ask her for any help. She was free to enjoy her books in peace.
So she did. The book she'd been reading before was a songbook from Tellius, but she wasn't interested in skimming through songs right now. Instead, she skimmed the titles in front of her, looking for something to catch her eye.
She glanced at a book from Elibe, and a thought struck her. She picked up the book, and thumbed it open to its table of contents. Sure enough, the book had a section on Sacae. She flipped to the section, and started reading. The author made it clear that they were not Sacaean, but Azura still appreciated the insight the author had: unlike some other authors she'd read, who viewed the people of Sacae as a novelty, or perpetuated the stereotypes she'd heard Lyn rail against, this author seemed to possess a genuine respect for their subject matter. But she wasn't able to get very far into the section before her thoughts started to wander.
They wandered where they always did: Lyn.
Azura had thought once when her crush on Lyn had started, and she'd had an easy time finding her answer: She was in awe of the woman from the moment she first saw her.
Since she'd been summoned, Azura had made it her routine to train under the light and warmth of the afternoon sun. But that day, she walked out onto the training field, and a small crowd had gathered. Azura had long since learned this usually heralded the arrival of a new Hero. Azura noticed the sword first: Azura had thought that the silver flare was just the sun reflecting off it's surface, but as she drew closer, she saw that the whole sword gleamed with a silvery light.
Then Azura pierced the crowd, and saw Lyn.
Azura was familiar with the idea of weapon drills and forms. She'd learned some from Hinoka back in Hoshido, and from Sharena here in Askr. She'd seen plenty of people run through them on the field… but she'd never seen one like this.
It was almost a dance, the way that Lyn was moving. Jumping and twirling, sword flashing in the sun, her green hair and teal dress flapping and flying through the air with every spin and every leap. Azura had heard some more advanced martial forms described as like a dance before, but this was the first time she really believed it.
And Lyn had been so focused. She was clearly very skillful, Azura could tell that simply watching her. But every move Lyn made felt important, impactful. And even ignoring how energetic the form was, there was no feeling of routine or complacency, no sense that she was just going through the motions. Instead, Azura felt a powerful energy that seemed to permeate everything she did. Lyn seemed to move through every step of the form with the seriousness of battle in mind.
Azura's eyes were glued to the performance, and her heart fluttered in her chest. For a moment, she had been envious, as a performer, of the grace and confidence Lyn seemed to have, before that envy was replaced by sheer awe at it all. Lyn controlled her stage without even seeming to try. She was beautiful.
And then, almost too soon, it was over. Lyn returned to her starting stance, took a breath to center herself, and traded her silver sword for a wooden one. Then Alfonse stepped up to the field, and as they began their spar, Azura had tried to focus on her own training.
Azura remembered her training that day, remembered trying to emulate the focus and purpose that she'd seen. She remembered trying not to just go through the motions, but instead giving every step, every strike, every block or parry some importance, some meaning. It had been much more of a workout that way. She remembered how much harder her heart had beat afterwards, how hard her breathing had been. She remembered convincing herself that it had just been the workout, and not the thought of Lyn at every step.
She remembered lining herself up with a dummy that had a good view of Lyn and Alfonse's spar. Remembered being amazed at her speed, her concentration.
She remembered hearing Lyn's name for the first time, and committing it to memory.
And then, the very next day, she and Lyn paired together for Lukas's physical conditioning regimen. He always made people pair off during his conditioning routine, and Azura had made a beeline for Lyn. They'd introduced themselves, and then they got started.
Lyn ended up pushing Azura to new heights that day. On the run, Lyn set their speed, and every time Azura felt like she was keeping pace with her, she'd slip ahead a little, a challenge in her eyes and a smile on her lips, and Azura would have to speed up to make sure she kept pace. It was the hardest she'd ever gone on that run, but she'd passed several people she normally didn't even see on the run. And so it went for the rest of the day. By the end of it, Azura's body had felt somewhere between dough and jelly. It had been the most tired she'd ever been after a day of conditioning, and that included Frederick's Fitness Hour. But with Lyn right beside her the whole way, support in her eyes and a smile on her lips… and the praise Lyn gave her with every limit she passed, every personal record she broke… Azura didn't care about how tired she'd been. It had all been worth it.
Azura had been one of the first people to reach out to Lyn after her arrival, and they'd become good friends afterwards. Even after Lyn had reconnected with some of her friends from her own world, they ended up remaining close. And that closeness had only grown with every day they spent together, every mission they went on with each other…
Especially their last mission. It had been a big one, about a month and a half ago. Niðavellir's attack on Askr had forced the Order of Heroes to rally its entire standing force to hold the enemy at bay. Azura and Lyn had fought side-by-side before, but the operation had been a three week long slog to stabilize Askr's battle lines with the invaders, and Heroes were still cycling in and out of the fight to keep up with Niðavellir's pressure.
Azura and Lyn weren't side-by-side for all of their time deployed, but they were for most of it, and it had definitely changed something in their relationship. It was an intangible change that Azura couldn't place, even now, weeks later, but she knew it was there. They felt closer than ever before.
And recently, Azura-
"Hey, Azura."
Dragged from her thoughts, Azura looked up to see Robin and Tharja in front of her.
"Oh, hey guys!" Azura straightened up. "Something I can help you with?"
"Not really." Tharja said. "We've just been working for a while, so we're taking a break from our work for a bit."
"A while? How long has it been?"
"About two hours." Tharja told her.
Two hours? Gods, had Azura really been thinking about… two hours!?
"You seem surprised." Tharja observed.
"Yeah, uh… I guess I didn't realize how into my, um… my thoughts I'd gotten." Azura said.
They talked for a while about how their nights had been going, and their respective projects, before their conversation turned to the upcoming deployment to the front (none of them had marching orders, so they'd all be staying in the castle) and the rumors they'd heard that their forces would be taking the offensive soon.
While they talked, Azura noticed that Robin seemed… off. His face was slightly flushed, and Tharja seemed to hold his attention without her even trying. Robin could scarcely take his eyes off her long enough to talk with Azura. He seemed like a boy struck by his first crush… And Tharja seemed to know just how enthralled Robin was by her. She seemed almost pleased by it every time Robin had to ask one of them to repeat themselves.
Azura knew that the two of them were in a relationship together, and she knew Tharja's reputation as a skilled hexer. She and Lyn had fought alongside them during that three week fight with Niðavellir, and while she hadn't gotten as close with them as she had with Lyn, she did consider them friends.
She wondered if there was something more going on here, but when Azura asked if he was feeling alright, Robin simply replied that he was fine, he simply had a lot to think about right now, which Azura supposed was true: Robin was a tactician. He might not be deploying this time, but he almost certainly still had plenty of responsibility with the recent combat actions. Perhaps there wasn't anything weird going on. Maybe the man just needed a break.
As their conversation reached another lull, Tharja and Robin excused themselves, and went back into the library to continue their work, and Azura was left alone again, and she tried to go back to her reading, but she found herself distracted by a new smell. It was a perfume, wafting from in front of her, and while she hadn't noticed it at first, it was now impossible not to. It was a pleasant scent, warm and sweet and flowery, like a bouquet held close, or a walk through a garden. Was Tharja wearing this perfume? It smelled nice…
Azura tried, once again, to get back to her book, but now, thoughts of Lyn came unbidden to her. They weren't thoughts about the past, though, or musings on the future. They were fantasies. Lyn had dominated them (and occasionally Azura in them) ever since they'd met. Azura leaned back in her chair, and closed her eyes, letting herself enjoy the fantasy. Lyn wrapped her arms around Azura, told her to relax and enjoy-
"Hello, Azura."
At the sound of Lyn's voice, Azura's eyes snapped open. "Lyn!" Azura straightened up in her seat. "Hey! It's good to see you. What are you doing here?"
Lyn smiled. "I'm actually here to look for some training materials." She said. "I was hoping you could help me look."
Azura smiled back, rose from her seat, and walked around the desk to her friend. "Of course! Was there anything in particular you were looking for?"
Lyn shook her head. "Not particularly. I think I'll know it when I see it. And I was hoping to spend a little bit more time with you before I left."
Azura nodded soberly. Lyn had orders to head out to the front the day after next. She'd be gone for two weeks. "Well," Azura said, trying to stay positive, "I'm glad to spend some time with you tonight. Let's go see if we can find something for you."
Azura grabbed a basket, and together, the two of the, walked into the stacks. Unfortunately, training materials were a victim of the reorganization project, and were spread out all over the library. Lyn didn't seem to mind, though.
"So, was there something that prompted you to seek out some training manuals?" Azura asked.
Lyn sighed. "I just… I feel like my own training has gotten kind of stagnant lately, you know? I feel like I'm just doing the same things over and over again, and I was hoping to find something to mix it up a little. Maybe learn something new."
"Sure, I get it." Azura said.
"And I feel like there's so much I could learn!" Lyn said. "This is Askr, you know? It's the Order of Heroes. There are resources here that I could never have dreamed of before. I want to take advantage of them." She hefted the basket in her hand, and the growing collection of books in it.
"I know what you mean." Azura said. "We've got an opportunity here that we'd never have had where we came from. The chance to learn things we could never have dreamed of before. I've actually started looking into learning some dances from these other worlds."
Lyn smiled. "That sounds really cool." Her eyes flashed mischievously. "Maybe I can get you to show me what you've learned one of these days. I'd love a private show." She teased.
Azura blushed. "I… If you'd like."
It was Lyn's turn to blush. Normally, when Lyn teased Azura, she'd splutter a bit, Lyn would apologize for putting her on the spot, and they'd move on. Azura didn't normally rise to her tease… but the idea of dancing for Lyn and Lyn alone held a certain appeal to Azura (and had been the subject of at least a few of her fantasies).
Lyn swallowed, and nodded. "I'd… If you're fine with it, I'd, um… I'd like that."
They continued on in silence for a bit, and then Lyn found a book that she liked, added it to the pile, and they moved on. But now, Azura felt like something had changed between them. It was subtle, but it felt like they'd reached an understanding they'd never had before. They'd never talked about… intimacy. But now, with Lyn's tease, and Azura's answer, she felt like that door was open now… and she wondered if Lyn felt the same.
"So, were you, um… Were you reading about dances when I came in?" Lyn asked.
"Uh, yeah! I was." Azura answered. "Today's been kind of a slow day, so I took the chance to look for some books on the songs and dances of other worlds. It's been really fascinating reading. I'm mostly sorting through stuff right now, but I hope I'll really get into it soon."
Lyn nodded. "Thanks again for helping me find these, Azura." She said, smiling lightly. "I'm sorry to take your time."
Azura smiled back. "No worries, Lyn." She said, guiding them along towards the back of the library. "Now, I know that we keep some of them back here." As they walked, Azura smelled the perfume again, and as they came closer to the back, where the books they were looking for were, the stronger it got. Was this where Robin and Tharja had set up?
They rounded the corner. "A little bit out of the waaaaaay…" Lyn trailed off. Azura couldn't blame her. She was just as surprised as she was.
It was where Robin and Tharja had set up for the night. That much was clear by the books that sat on the floor or the nearby cart. But the two of them weren't reading at the moment. Instead, Tharja was seated on top of the table, and Robin was kneeling on the floor in front of her. His head was buried between her thighs, and her hands held him there. There was no question what they were doing.
Azura had never fancied herself a voyeur before, but watching Robin eating Tharja out, right there in front of her, sent a spear of arousal through her. And when Tharja locked eyes with her, Azura swore she stared right into her, swore that Tharja knew. And then she smiled a knowing smile, and Azura's face and core both flashed hot. Azura was torn between leaving to stop intruding, to give them their privacy; and staying, and watching, and enjoying the show that they must have wanted to put on, right? They wouldn't have chosen to do it out in the open like this if they hadn't wanted to get caught… And so Azura's indecision made her choice for her.
She wasn't sure how long she stood there, watching, but eventually, Lyn cleared her throat. "Azura?" She asked. "Were there any other places I could find the training materials I'm looking for?"
"Yes." Azura said, her gaze still locked with Tharja's. "There's another spot."
"Could you show me?" Lyn asked.
"Oh! Yes, um…" Azura managed to rip her eyes away from the sight before her, and turned around. "Uh, f-follow me." She walked away quickly, not daring to look back. She knew she might not escape if she did.
She charged ahead, and didn't stop until she made it back to her desk. She desperately wished that she could just leave, and go take a cold shower. She could feel how damp her panties were right now, and she was embarrassed by how much watching Robin and Tharja had affected her.
"That was… really something, huh?" Lyn asked.
"Y-yeah." Azura replied.
"So, um… the rest of the books?" Lyn asked.
"Oh, right." The books. Right. The reason they'd left. "Um, a bunch of them got taken into the back room as part of our reorganization efforts." Azura led Lyn past the desk and to a door. "We can look through them and see if there's anything you like."
Azura opened the door, ushered Lyn inside, and closed it behind them. It was a reasonably generous office space, lit by a few candles, with a couch, a desk, a table, some cabinets, and a cart full of books arrayed along one side. The two of them went over to the cart of books and started leafing through the titles, and Azura tried not to think about how the two of them were shoulder to shoulder, tried not to think about the fact that she'd gotten a little wet watching Robin and Tharja, tried not to think about Lyn doing that to her, or her doing that to Lyn.
Tried.
She saw a book on the cart about Magvelian sword forms, and reached for it. Her hand collided with Lyn's when they both reached for it at the same time. Neither pulled away. Instead, their fingers laced together. Azura finally turned to face Lyn as she turned to face her. They were so close together, Azura could feel Lyn's breath on her face. Neither of them said a word as they drifted closer together. They didn't need to.
Their first kiss was chaste. A quick peck with both eyes open, as though closing their eyes threatened to make this moment a dream to be dispelled when they opened again. Their second kiss was longer, and deeper. Azura dared to close her eyes as their lips came together, as Lyn's lips sucked on hers. They pulled apart, and Azura opened her eyes, and Lyn was still there, standing in front of her, her face flushed red and her eyes wide with a want that Azura had never seen before.
Their bodies crashed together as their third kiss began. Their arms wrapped around each other, and held each other close, the books on the shelf long since forgotten as their lips came together. Azura felt Lyn's tongue brush against her lips, and she opened them for her. She felt Lyn's tongue slide into her mouth and start playing with her own. Azura trapped it for a moment, but it slipped away, and she chased after it. One of Lyn's hands travelled down Azura's back, and grabbed at her ass. Azura moaned into their kiss.
Lyn broke their kiss, and the two of them were left panting. But Lyn didn't give her a break, because soon there was a hand pressing against her pussy through her soaked panties.
"Aah! L-Lyn!" Azura's legs suddenly felt weak, and she clung to Lyn.
The fingers pulled away, and Azura ached at the loss of contact. "I'm sorry." She said. "Was that too much?"
"No, please!" Azura begged. "Keep going!"
Her fingers returned, and Azura moaned. They glided back and forth along the slick fabric, pressing hard against the lips underneath. Azura's head spun at the sensation. There had been plenty of nights she'd used her own fingers, imagining they were Lyn's, but actually having Lyn's fingers against her was on an entirely new level.
Lyn's other hand left Azura's ass for a moment to sweep her hair aside, exposing her neck. Lyn started kissing and sucking and nibbling all along her neck and her collarbone. The hand returned to her ass, and started kneading the flesh there.
The combination of sensations was overloading Azura's mind. Lyn's assault on her body felt too good for her to respond. Every time she tried to rally her thoughts, another touch would come and scatter them again. So she stood there, clinging to Lyn like a sailor to the mast in the middle of a storm, gasping and moaning and whispering in her ear.
"I'd like to go further." Lyn whispered in her ear. Her thumb passed over Azura's clit, and she cried out. "But your panties are in the way." Her hands moved to Azura's hips, and her fingers took hold of Azura's panties. "Can I move them?"
"Y-" Azura's breath hitched as Lyn nibbled on her ear. "Yes, please!"
Lyn pulled Azura's soaked panties down her thighs to her knees, and let them fall the rest of the way. Azura quickly shuffled them away.
Then, Lyn's fingers were against her bare pussy, and Azura shuddered at the renewed contact. Lyn rubbed along the outside of her pussy, and then slipped a finger inside.
"Mmm… You're so tight." Lyn whispered. "So wet and tight and hot."
Azura felt herself flush at Lyn's words. She imagined a teasing twinkle in her eyes, but she couldn't see it: her own eyes were screwed shut, and her face was buried in Lyn's shoulder. She could feel Lyn's finger pumping in and out of her, felt her palm rubbing against her clit, and it was amazing.
The second finger caught her off guard.
She cried out when she felt it enter her. She'd never felt so good before, and Lyn was starting to speed her strokes up. She could feel a pressure building inside her, could feel her walls tightening around Lyn's fingers. But through the fog of pleasure that filled her mind, a concerned thought emerged.
"Lyn, I'm- I'm gonna… gonna-"
"It's alright." Lyn told her softly. Her fingers crooked in just the right way, and Azura's eyes blew open, her vision full of stars. "Cum for me."
"No, I'm- I- Its-"
"It's okay." Lyn said again. "I've got you."
She placed a chaste kiss on Azura's head, and that gentle act pushed Azura over the edge. She came hard, clenching around Lyn's fingers and squirting into her hand. Embarrassment mingled with the pleasure and relief of orgasm, and her legs gave out, but Lyn's strong arms held her, and her fingers kept pumping into her through her orgasm as they slowly descended to the floor. Once they settled onto the floor, Lyn drew her fingers out, and examined her hand in the soft light of the room.
"You made a bit of a mess, huh?" She said.
Azura was about to apologize, but the words died in her throat as Lyn licked her hand clean, and made a show of getting every last drop. She hummed in delight. "I love the way you taste. It's a waste to have so much of it miss my mouth. I'll have to remember that for next time."
"N-next time?" Azura flushed, and squeaked.
Lyn blushed. "S-sorry. I shouldn't assume like that. I just…"
Azura nodded. "I… I'd like there to be a next time."
Lyn smiled, and for a moment, they just sat there, wrapped in each other's arms. Then, Lyn cleared her throat. "So, um… Any chance I could get you to return the favor?"
"Oh! Um…" Azura's blush returned, deeper this time. "S-sure."
"Good girl." Lyn said. Those words sent a thrill of arousal through Azura, and judging by the look that Lyn gave her, she knew what she was doing. In any other situation, Azura would have been mortified to learn that Lyn knew exactly what her praise did to Azura. But in the moment, Azura couldn't find it in herself to care. "Can you stand?" Azura nodded. "Come with me."
Lyn helped Azura stand, and the two of them made their way to the couch. Lyn took a seat on the couch, and let Azura settle in place at her feet. She hooked her fingers under her dress, and shimmied her way out of her panties, and dropped them next to her on the couch. Then, she flipped the front flap of her dress out of the way, and spread her legs wide.
Azura had seen Lyn naked before. She'd burned the sight of her body into her mind the first time they'd hit the showers together after a particularly hard practice session. But suddenly, context changed everything. This wasn't a stolen glance in what was supposed to be an innocent situation. This was an invitation. Lyn was waiting for her.
Azura crossed the short distance between her and Lyn, braced herself on the couch, and dipped her head towards Lyn's pussy. She could tell that Lyn had very much enjoyed getting her to cum, and Azura hoped she could return the favor.
Azura's first lick was light and tentative, and Lyn's thighs snapped shut over her head, surprising her.
"S-sorry." Lyn said, pulling her thighs back open. "That… it felt really weird. Try licking harder."
Azura nodded, and tried again. She went back in, and licked her slit more firmly. Lyn hummed her approval. "That's good."
Spurred on by Lyn's approval, Azura pressed on. She tried varying her tack, switching between long, flat licks and sucking kisses, sometimes drifting up towards her clit.
"Mmm. That's good. That's very good." Lyn said. Azura felt a hand pull away her hair band and start gently scratching her scalp. As good as Lyn was feeling, all of this praise was going to her head… and between her legs. One of her hands left the couch, and wound its way to her pussy, where it stoked the fire that was building there again.
Azura cast her eyes up at Lyn. Her head was tossed back, one hand teasing at her heaving chest through her dress, fingers pinching at her nipple. Her head rolled back forwards, and their eyes met. Lyn smiled. "You're doing great. Don't stop."
Azura nodded, and redoubled her efforts. She resettled her position, and freed her other hand to put it to better use. Her finger sank effortlessly into Lyn's pussy, and her lips and tongue travelled closer to her clit. Azura felt the hand in her hair tighten in response, and Lyn's thighs closed in on her. She slipped another finger into her own pussy, and tried to sync her hands.
"Yes!" Lyn cried. "Yes, that's so good!"
Azura sank another finger into Lyn's dripping pussy, and fell into a good rhythm, pumping both of her hands in and out. She could hear Lyn's breathing grow more and more ragged, and felt herself draw closer to the edge she knew she was pushing Lyn towards.
"G-gods, Azura, you feel so good! Just a little more!"
Azura focused her efforts on Lyn's clit. She circled it lightly with her tongue, drawing closer and closer, and then sucked on it, hard, and curled her fingers inside herself just so, hitting that spot Lyn seemed to have found so effortlessly.
Lyn screamed as she came, and Azura wasn't far behind her. Lyn's thighs clamped down on Azura's head, and she felt Lyn curling around her. Azura didn't try to prolong her own orgasm, instead focusing on drawing out Lyn's, doing her best to keep pumping and sucking until Lyn forced her away.
"That was… amazing." Lyn said breathlessly. She pulled Azura onto the couch, and into a kiss. "You were amazing."
"I… I'm glad you think so." Azura said.
"Would you like to go again?" Lyn asked.
"Um, sure, but could we… um… relocate?" Azura asked.
Azura looked up at Lyn as she came back down from her high, and was, at once struck by how beautiful Lyn was.
It was a beauty that went past her form. Yes, her heaving chest and quivering thighs were lovely. She could trace the outline of Lyn's muscled stomach or arms all day. But she also loved it when those strong arms wrapped around her and held her close. She loved how kind she was. She loved how Lyn always pushed her to new heights. She-
"I love you, Lyn." She said suddenly. And then, before either one of them could stop her, she continued. "I love how brave you are. I love your confidence. I love how hard you work. I love your kindness, and your smile, and your eyes. I love how you push me to be better. I love how you laugh. I love how you can drive me crazy. I… I love you."
Lyn's eyes were wide, and for a moment, Azura feared the worst. But then Lyn smiled, sat up, and hugged her close. "I love you, too, Azura."
