A/N: Arrg. There be MORE sexual content on the horizon. Dem witches and their stamina, yo.
"You know I love you... I love you anyhow,
And I don't care if you don't want me... I'm yours right now."
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Bewitching Diana Cavendish
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Reciprocating Akko's lust with kisses, bites and moans came all-too-naturally to Diana, her fingers lacing together behind Akko's neck while their lips danced. This was a dance she only half-remembered, in vague dreams and recollections, and she was not ashamed in the slightest to admit that she had missed this more than she had realized.
She marveled at the softness of Akko's fingers as they touched and teased, making Diana groan and writhe with every consecutive stroke through her folds. She had already been desperately aroused when she first felt Akko's hand descend past her belly, gently brushing against the very top of her pubic hair, and now that her fingers began to rub against her in slow, deliberate strokes, it was all Diana could do to stay upright and in relative control of the situation.
Not that she had any at this point, anyway; what with Akko's perfectly smooth legs wrapped around her rear and her hand grasping Diana's breast with her other hand.
Truly, Diana was under Akko's spell.
The irony was not lost on her.
She moaned softly against Akko's mouth as their passionate dance continued. The velvety softness of her lips and movement of her body against her commanding her attention, intoxicating her. She could hear everything – feel everything; the sounds of their breathing and the little 'pop' sounds their lips made as the kissed, and even the far lewder sounds coming from her crotch as Akko touched her. It should have been surprising to Diana, she noted absently, that Akko was this skilled as she touched and kissed her. But in retrospect, it was only obvious that Akko might have seen other people – other women, maybe? – since they left school. The idea did little to disappoint Diana, however, and only emboldened her to put effort into their lovemaking; if only to prove to Akko that Diana was something special. A cut above the rest.
Their noses brushed as their faces shifted to accommodate their kissing. Akko matched Diana's intensity without hesitation, exchanging greedy, wet kisses with ones of equal ferocity. Every sigh and moan echoed through their skin, their entire bodies and their breaths. However, regardless of how perfect and wonderful their kissing proved to be, it wasn't enough for Diana. After the first minute, she chose to escalate things.
Her tongue slid though her lips and into Akko's, and after a brief moment where all the woman could do was moan appreciatively, she returned the embrace, meeting Diana's tongue in a hot, wet tangle. The heated breathes simmering between them mingled in their throats through their mouths, their kiss deepening.
Diana began to feel lightheaded, unable to feel anything else besides Akko's body rubbing up against hers and her fingers sliding through her sodden crevice. She broke away from their kiss, her head rocking back as she exhaled sharply, and Akko took the advantage to attach her lips to her throat, sucking hard and long.
"Akko…" Diana groaned, thrusting her hips forward to increase the pressure of Akko's fingers against her. "That feels…"
"Good?" Akko cut her off, her voice lilting with amusement and pride. "Oh, I know it does. Only the best for Diana Cavendish."
Diana didn't reply; instead choosing to shake her head and bite her lip to keep a particular vulgar expletive from spilling out of her lips. Akko seemed to pick up on her reluctance and chuckled, leaning down to nip her throat with her teeth.
"What was that? Go on, Diana, share with the class…"
Diana shook her head, her hands clutching Akko's shoulders the steady herself as she thrust her hips faster against her hand, wanting to increase her pleasure the closer she got to climax.
It had been too long… far too long.
"Diana…" Akko whispered, her fingers slowing slightly as her tone turned reproachful. "How will I know what you want if you don't share?"
Diana groaned, her head falling on Akko's shoulder as she breathed in her scent. She fought to keep Akko's set rhythm going, grinding her hips against the woman keeping her hostage in quickening, almost desperate motions.
"Diana," Akko said, her fingers stopping altogether as she lifted her head to look at Diana. "Tell me. What do you want?"
Diana nearly sobbed as she thrust her hips against Akko's hand, the last of her reserves crumbling as she ached for release, "Fuck! I want to come!" she cried out desperately. "Akko, I want you to make me come! It's been so long, please…"
Akko's hand stiffened around the back of her neck, and the corners of her crimson eyes crinkled as she smiled. "There it is," she whispered, licking her lips as she watched Diana suck in a shuddering breath. Her grin widened as she leaned over and brushed her lips against Diana's ear, "Just what I've wanted to hear from you…"
Diana barely had the opportunity to take a steadying breath before Akko went back to work, her efforts renewed as Diana let out a hitched gasp, her entire frame doubling over as Akko's fingers slipped through her folds with vigorous intent.
Letting out another strained grunt as Akko's hand moved, it was only her firm grip on Akko's shoulders and the legs wrapped securely around her waist that kept Diana from collapsing into a puddle of pure sexual arousal. Her eyes opened tentatively, her vision hazy with lust, and found that Akko was staring directly at her, her expression full of wonder, desire… and affection. It was enough to send her tipping over the edge as she finally came apart in Akko's arms.
She shoved her face forward, stifling her cry against Akko's neck as she arched into her, her bare breasts rubbing against the thin material of the camisole and their hips grinding against each other. Her thighs clamped tightly around Akko's hand, the woman's fingers sliding and rubbing – prolonging her much-desired orgasm – and her legs trembling underneath her, only just able to keep her standing.
Gradually Diana's thrusts began to wane, as did Akko's hand, and she allowed herself to just be held. She felt the gentle touch of Akko's finger under her chin, and she looked up in time to catch her lips in a soft kiss.
"How was that?" Akko asked when they separated.
"Amazing," Diana murmured, because it was. She sighed, leaning down to kiss Akko again, wasting no time in sliding her tongue between her lips. Akko hummed approvingly, but frowned when Diana pulled away a few moments later. "But I'm not quite finished yet."
Akko blinked, her frown melting back into a pleased grin. "Good." She said, and without warning, shoved Diana away from her.
Gasping in surprise, Diana stumbled a few feet, managing to regain her balance, only to find Akko lunging at her, her eyes glinting with barely contained glee. She collided with a surprised Diana, and she yelped as she felt something hit the back of her legs.
The couch, Diana realized as she tumbled to her back, the cushions softening her fall. She tried to stand back up, but Akko wasted no time in clambering up after her, straddling her waist and pushing her back against the couch. Diana struggled against Akko's weight for a moment, and then accepted the sudden turn of events, tilting her face up to meet Akko's in a heavy, passionate kiss.
Their hands roamed, their hips ground against each other and their mouths made love with a reckless abandon that Diana never thought possible before. Diana's tight grip on Akko grew ever tighter as the tension that has been released in her belly with her orgasm began to mount again. Their heads shifted, tongue tumbling over each other in a battle for supremacy as moans mingled with saliva and hot breaths. Diana let out a strained groan as Akko's hands roamed too far southward, and she repaid the attention by matching her lover's gestures with ones of her own. The room was filled with sounds of their wet kisses, heavy breathing and occasional giggling, and soon Diana fell back on the couch, gazing up at Akko through hazy, half-lidded eyes.
Akko returned the look with a bemused grin, and gave another reckless thrust against Diana's hips, eliciting another pleased sound from the woman beneath her.
Slowly their hands stopped their explorations of their bodies, Diana reached up to lace her fingers behind Akko's neck. She tugged her head down and brushed her lips over Akko's cheek, and then, with another pull, Diana brought her lips upon hers again. Her tongue made lazy circles in her mouth. Simultaneously, she canted her hips forward again, feeling the warmth of Akko's mound brush up against her own. Akko giggled softly, and then made to slowly slide down alongside Diana.
"Let's get more comfortable, shall we?"
Diana only nodded, allowing herself to be pulled down so she lay fully on the couch as Akko shifted atop of her. Soon she lay fully on Diana, their legs sliding together for a moment before their hips nestled comfortably against each other. Then, as one, they began to move.
Diana felt her heart skip a she felt Akko shift atop of her, and moved her hands to Akko's lower back; both to urge the woman on, and to keep herself grounded as the pleasure rocked up with each thrust. Akko responded by running her hand down Diana's side, playing with the indentions of her ribs and hipbone, and then gripping her waist to aid in her thrusting.
"Uhhh, Diana," she muttered, letting her head fall beside Diana's and breathing into her neck. "It feels… so good. So good."
Nodding quickly as their pace quickened, Diana reached up with one hand to cradle the back of Akko's head, moving her other hand down to her rear end and squeezing. The woman approved the gesture by tilting her head up and closing the distance between their lips, her brow furrowing in bliss as she traded soft kisses between pleasurable groans and long, languid thrusts of their hips.
This, thought Diana, this is what she had truly wanted the moment she saw Akko on stage. Before that, really, ever since first giving her virginity to Akko in school, saying goodbye to her at graduation, and months, years that followed only proved to show what Diana had truly missed.
Being together with Atsuko Kagari.
Everything fell into place so perfectly, that now that she was finally with her here and now, Diana couldn't help but almost sob in satisfied pleasure.
Akko guided them in their thrusts and grinding eagerly, matching Diana kiss for kiss, nibbling on her lips when the opportunity called for it. Diana looked up, returning her weak smile as her restraints continued crumbling, her thrusts becoming more erratic the closer she came to completion, every grind and bump making her see stars behind her eyelids.
Akko lurched above her, grunting and thrusting deeply down, and Diana reflexively wrapped her legs around Akko's waist as she felt her belly cramp with the tell-tale sign of her climax quickly approaching.
"Akko… I'm-I'm almost—"
She clung desperately to Akko's neck and rear end, her mind fogging and her limbs tingling. She was nearly there… just a few more…
And then, just like that, she suddenly came as she ground against Akko in just the right way, the peak of her pleasure overcoming her in a series of waves that overturned her out of nowhere. She stiffened, arching up against Akko as she felt nothing but numbing heat emanating from everywhere they were connected.
Akko didn't stop, however, or even slow down; she groaned aloud as her thrust sped up, a soft curse bleeding out from deep within her throat into Diana's mouth. She rocked against Diana faster and faster, keeping herself steady on the couch with one hand and delving down between them with the other, blindingly fumbling around until she found purchase between then, her fingers adding to the already incredible friction as she moved.
"F-fuck… Diana," Akko bleated, "Don't stop, please don't stop."
"I won't," Diana assured her, her muscles straining even as she pressed on through her climax. Her abdomen burned with effort and her crotch was screaming with how sensitive she was, but she didn't cease her grinding. "Use me until you come."
"Hnn…" Akko let out a strained, almost chocked whimper as she dug her nails into Diana's skin. "God, you feel—"
"I know," Diana said. "You too."
It took nearly a full minute for the woman to finally achieve orgasm, and in that time Diana almost reached her peak yet again. But when Akko stiffened above her, her breathless whines puffing against the side of Diana's neck in a torrent of meaningless sounds, she found that she simply couldn't continue without a breather first.
Both she and Akko stopped moving, their chests heaving and their limbs slacked. Akko wasn't a heavy girl, but that her entire weight on Diana was noticeable. Regardless, she didn't care in the slightest, putting almost as much effort into lifting up a single arm to drape across the back of her sweaty camisole as she did in their lovemaking. Akko moaned softly – comfortably – against her throat, brushing her lips against her skin as Diana ran her fingers lazily over the back of her shirt.
"This feels nice," she whispered.
Diana exhaled softly, "What does? Me rubbing your back?"
"Well, that too." Akko laughed quietly. "I meant everything; my back, seeing you again, hearing your voice… the sex."
"The sex is nice," Diana admitted without a trace of shame. She shifted slightly, stretching her legs and enjoying the feeling of Akko's legs intertwining with hers. "Especially after so long."
"Oh yea?" Akko asked. "How long has it been for you, then?"
Diana blinked, and then rolled her eyes. Of course she wanted to know how long it had been since Diana last had sex. Well, no better explanation than fact; at least, in Diana's book. "Just about ten years now."
There was silence from Akko for a few moments, and then she shifted under Diana's arm, pushing herself up to look at Diana, her eyes wide. "Hold up. Are you saying…?"
It was Akko's expression that embarrassed her more than the admission itself, and Diana shrugged, averting her eyes. "Well… yes. Ever since… then… no one has ever really… interested me enough."
She looked back, gauging her friend's reaction. "Not since you."
Akko's chin quivered, her lip twitched; she looked like she was about to cry, but swallowed it, instead reaching up and brushing at Diana's bands with a single finger. "Why didn't you ever say anything? Or contact me after?"
And there was the million dollar question.
"I didn't think you wanted me to," Diana said softly. "After we… got together, things got a little strange between us. I thought we were still friends, and you acted the same as always around me. I didn't know what to think. And then we graduated and you…" She trailed off, unsure of why she was even explaining herself. Not wanting to turn this around on Akko, but her curiosity getting the better of her, she sighed, "Why didn't you contact me?"
Akko frowned, laying her head down on Diana chest. "I didn't think you wanted me to. I didn't regret what we did, but I thought you might have. I'm sorry I didn't come out and ask you directly. I was scared. Then we left school and fell out of touch… I thought you were fine with that. Since then I have always regretted not talking to you about it. About us."
Then, surprisingly, she giggled. "Looks like we both kinda made the same mistake huh? Ten years of a lack of communication and an equally long dry spell."
Diana blinked, Akko's words sliding around in her head. When their meaning finally hit her, she couldn't help it; she laughed. "You mean you haven't had sex with anyone? Not since me?"
Akko lifted her head again, a cheeky grin on her face. "Surprised?" Then her smile fell into dismay. "Why? Was I horrible?"
"What? N-no, Akko. You—"
"Oh, God, I was terrible, wasn't I?" Akko moaned pitifully into Diana's chest. "I was a horrible lay, and you weren't satisfied. How I will I ever live with myself?"
Laying it on a bit thick, wasn't she? Diana rolled her eyes, and was about to continue placating her when Akko froze, her head snapping up to look at Diana. Her entire demeanor had changed; her crimson eyes glinted with a dark intent, and her smile was all teeth. The sight alone sent a tremor through Diana's body, and she felt her belly clench reflexively as her mouth dried up.
"Whatever will I do to make it up to you?" Akko whispered softly. "What does Diana Cavendish want me, Atusko Kagari to do to her, as reparation for these ten long, sexually repressed, years of celibacy?"
She leaned forward, brushing her lips against Diana's, "Go on. Tell me what you want."
Diana exhaled sharply, both unable and unwilling to stop the blush from filling her cheeks. She flicked her eyes between Akko's and then slowly, purposefully, she reached up and slipped Akko's top up her body, the material gathering at the back of her wrists as she ran her hands up her sides, brushing her fingertips alongside her breasts, and then up her arms. Akko tossed the shirt aside and stared down at Diana, her hands at her side and doing nothing to cover herself from Diana's hungry gaze.
She was just as perfect as before, and everything Diana had dreamed about for years.
"I guess I didn't give you enough evidence, did I?" Akko said, her tone almost negligible as she leaned down onto Diana.
Diana smirked, "No, I guess you still have a lot to prove."
"Alright."
The couch creaked under them. Their bare skin kissed. Their breaths mingled as they came together.
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The End
A/N: So this fic is essentially over. I'm marking it as complete because I basically hit all the notes I wanted to (excluding all the really kinky shit I thought of that these two could get up to... maybe a continuation if enough people are interested?) and left it open enough at the end just in case I want to add anything later. Like I said, if enough people are interested in a continuation or more with these two post-school witches (coughmoreshamelesssexcough), then drop me a line or comment and I'll keep it in mind. I'm always open for new stuff to work on.
Thanks for reading, all. See you on the next fic.
***Will work for glomps***