Luckily, cream goes very well with chocolate.

The soft echo of whimpers mixed with gentle moans amidst lips meddling with one another was taking over inside the apartment.

The source of the noise not having moved since they had started their endeavor.

Kisses are a primordial, obvious act between lovers, and the two Tachibana Hibiki consecrate a great amount of consideration into them, each of them filled with undiluted love for the other.

Their first kiss might have been an accident on Hibiki's part, but it was also what inadvertently ignite the embers between them at the time.

Yet, how the two ended up in this romantic relationship was not that important, they just are in one, and content with their designated partner.

Something the two Hibiki were all too passionate about asserting today with their kiss tasting more of chocolate than the other's saliva.

The temperature between them has evidently risen since their start, the piece of chocolate between their lips standing no chance against the warm contact, melting and smearing its assailants.

Its fate worsens when even warmer tongues met and entangled around it, snuffing the last remnant of the solid body it possessed before being fully consumed by the angry pair of lovers.

But one chocolate-flavored kiss couldn't possibly be enough for them, another piece found itself between them anew, introduced to the same fate as its predecessor, and it would not be the last.

The girls' position remained fairly intimate, not having moved much since the first chocolate. Ibiki was seated on the sofa, while her girlfriend, Hibiki, was seated on her lap, straddling her.

The world around them might as well have melted to the same extent as the chocolates they were devouring, as only one another was mattering to each other. Their hands were oddly being kept in check, their bodies close to the point of their clothed chests being pressed against each other, the skin-to-skin contact only prevented by the various layers of fabric.

Ibiki has her arms around Hibiki's waist, holding her tightly while Hibiki's were around Ibiki's neck in an even tighter embrace, their hold on each other only loosening to provide another piece of chocolate to their coated lips.

They were still passionately making out, the wet sound of their moist lips slathered with melted chocolate and saliva, their tongue dancing in tandem in this lengthy lust-filled kiss.

There was no time limit to their kiss, the chocolate was the fuel to start it, and only when it would be depleted, when any remnant of the sweet still tingling on their tastebuds would be reduced to mere echo lingering on their tongues, that the two would contemplate the next action.

While waiting for this moment to occur, tongues were happily delving into the other's oral cavity, roaming their secondary home leisurely and freely without a care in the world. Tongue, molars, tonsils… anything was free game in the other's territory, especially if chocolate has yet to be cleared out of those areas.

"Hmmm…"

A moan filtered out from linked lips, to whom it belongs couldn't be pinpointed exactly, but it served in stoking the fire of their mutual libido. Their desire for more rising and swelling inside them.

The rest of their bodies were in agreement on this as well. Ibiki's hold somehow got tighter, angling her partner to press further against her groin. Hibiki was not staying idle either, rocking and grinding her lower body against her lover, feeling the bulge of a restrained cock nudging at her covered crotch.

""Puaaahhh…"" They gasp in unison, webs of chocolate saliva trailing between their lips as their forehead rests against each other. Their amber eyes clouded with a mixture of lust and desire while the two were breathing heavily.

Hibiki being the first to recover wasted no time in leaning further, outstretching her tongue to lick away the mess on the tomboy's face, the latter craning her neck to allow her partner ample room for her task.

The cleaning was then followed by another full-on lip kiss, Hibiki tilting her lover's head up a bit before parting her lips to let flow the mixture she has gathered in Ibiki's mouth.

Ibiki instinctively let it slide down her throat, swallowing it happily, and her cock jumped in her pants from the indulgence in her spit-related kink.

She then mirrored Hibiki's earlier ministration, cleaning her girlfriend's face, before sharing her bounty with her.

They gaze lovingly at one another, contemplating their next move until Hibiki voices her thoughts.

"I think we could add something with the chocolate." She utters, her hands lightly playing with her partner's hair.

"What do you have in mind?" The tomboy contemplates, her fingers drawing circles on the small of her girl's back.

"I was thinking about something white." Hibiki wriggles her eyebrows with her answer.

Ibiki frown at the specific mention of color. "Like milk?" She ponders.

"Not quite, I was thinking creamier," she details in a whisper with a knowing smile on her face.

"Well, sorry but I don't have any cream or whipped cream here," Ibiki retorts, failing to catch on to the innuendo.

"Sure, you do," Hibiki affirms as she pulls away from her lover's thighs and arms. "You have some…" she says as she spread her partner's legs apart. "Fine and warm cream…" she adds as she nestles herself on her knees between the space she created. "Right here," she concludes, nudging the tip of her nose against the prominent bulge of her girlfriend's appendage trapped by tight shorts.

Ibiki couldn't possibly be dense to the point of missing Hibiki's point at this stage, especially when her cock was throbbing from her partner's teasing.

She gulps in anticipation, her shorts becoming more and more uncomfortable as time goes on. And with a single nod of her head, she conveys her agreement to her lover's idea of providing the cream to eat alongside the rest of the chocolates.

Hibiki was in action the second she received the green light, her hands flying toward the bottom's waistband to work on the belt. The next moment she was hooking her fingers inside both clothes and underwear. And with the assistance of her partner lifting her lower body slightly, Hibiki smoothly and swiftly pulls down the two pieces of clothing together.

From this earnest action, Ibiki's cock was able to spring itself free, standing at the ready and at full mast, its impressive length and girth towering, casting its shadow across Hibiki's face.

Hibiki herself was delighted at the sight, getting such a strong reaction from her lover's uniqueness, the sexual organ telling them apart from one another when naked, as well as what allow the two to have sex in the most basic, traditional way possible.

Ibiki's musk easily reached Hibiki's nose, the latter inhaling the strong smell of her girlfriend's rod, her body tingling in reaction, drooling from both sets of lips as her mind was slowly getting embraced and clouded with warm lust.

Hibiki's core was already making a mess of her underwear, her vaginal arousal soaking her panties almost to the point of no return, her uterus throbbing in anticipation of being filled to the brim with her stud's load.

But Hibiki ignores the cries from her lower region, closing the distance between her and the organ until the warm appendage was resting against her face.

then kissing around the melting chocolate.

She nuzzles herself against it, rubbing herself, or maybe she was rubbing it on her face, marking herself with the sexual tool, permeating its scent on her skin.

She gives it a kiss, a gentle peck akin to just brushing her lips against the warm meat. Then her tongue poked out for a teasing lick, before nuzzling her face once more against the pole.

She took a generous whiff of her other self's heady fragrance, letting it arouse and corrupt her further, a willing experience she subjects herself to, her dripping panties bearing the burden of the consequences of her growing lust.

"So warm," Hibiki mumbles, her eyes closed to increase her sensitivity to the pole marking her face. Soon a hand joins the ministration, fingers coiling around the throbbing mast and enticing a soft gasp from Ibiki to reach her ears.

The first gasp morphs into a whimper when Hibiki performs a generous lick from the base to the cockhead of the girl's meat, leaving it with a sheen of saliva in its trail.

She repeat the motion, leisurely slathering the tool of pleasure with her slimy, warm organ while her hand started to move up and down, spreading her spit around it to lube it thoroughly.

Hibiki licks her lips as she pauses for a moment, her face adorning a naughty smile at the sight of her lover's cock covered in her spit. It was already turning her on beyond measure, and still, she resumes worshipping her partner's organ anew.

Open-mouthed kisses were bestowed upon the girthy shaft, Hibiki's tongue slipping out of her cavern to curl around it before performing a lewd sucking on the cock's side.

"Oh!"

Ibiki's vocalization was the sole contribution she was making to the intimate act, that is if we ignore she was providing Hibiki with the object of desire for their mutual entertainment.

Ibiki's mind was already melting in pleasure, her eyes crossing at random moments, each time her heart would beat in unison with her pulsating penis, coercing an involuntary cute moan from her lips.

Hibiki was delighted with any vocal reaction she could draw out from her lover. All were proof of the amazing job she was doing, of the pleasurable experience she was bestowing on the one she was in love with, and of the reward waiting for her at the end of the line.

As Hibiki reaches the apex of her partner's cock with an umpteenth open-mouth kiss on the cockhead's side, she lets her tongue roams its glans, coating it with another layer of her saliva before slipping it between her lips and into her mouth.

Ibiki's eyes threatens to roll into the back of her head as the tip of her penis was trapped in familiar warmth and dampness, letting out a choked moan as Hibiki's tongue rolled eagerly around it, causing her to buck her hips upward for one moment.

Yet her partner had already anticipated such a possibility, a hand resting and her stomach to keep her butt against the sofa, preventing any unwanted participation.

With a wet 'pop', Hibiki freed the tip of her lover's cock from its warm paradise, licking her lips to clean the trail of saliva connecting her still to the towering, erected member.

A rustling sound pulled Ibiki out of the whirlwind of sensation she has been lost to, looking down only to see her lover had fetched a piece of chocolate from its packaging.

Their eyes meet in an odd staring contest, the tomboy gazing in wonder and apprehension, while the feminine one's naughtiness was sipping through her lusty smile.

No words were exchanged, letting actions speak for themselves as Hibiki deposed the chocolate on the end of her tongue, then leaning forward to make it touch the girthy member, trapping the sweet between warm, rock-hard cock, and wet, warm tongue.

The treat stood no chance against the double pressure of body heat, slowly melting to be smeared onto the oral and reproductive organs.

What exactly spurred Hibiki to this was a mystery to herself, the thought merely popped up in her head in the midst of worshipping the hottest and tastiest part of her lover, the tool for which she would be willing to act like a slut for. She truly had no real motivation aside from thinking that chocolate might make it taste even better, sweeter.

And so far, her hunch was correct, chocolate was mingling so well with her partner's meat, whether it was her unique taste or smell, the mix was creating a concoction akin to an aphrodisiac specially made to work on its sole target.

Hibiki kept her ministration of licking, smearing, sucking, and worshipping her lover's pole, holding back nothing as the cacophony of wet slurping, licking, and kissing echoed in the living room. Her arousal had overcome its threshold, vaginal fluid leaking through the now excuse of underwear she was wearing, running the length of her inner thighs and dripping onto the floor in a growing puddle of her lust and horniness.

And yet Hibiki does nothing to attend to her own needs, deciding that her partner's pleasure, at the detriment of her own was more important.

She devoted herself to this semi-selfless task, keeping Ibiki's lower body in place with one hand, while the other supports her endeavor of polishing the breeding tool in her face.

Ibiki has been letting out a chorus of mewls, whimpers, gasps, moans, and such. All sorts of sound her girlfriend loved to hear as well as asserting herself as the perfect sexual partner she could be.

And Ibiki knows all too well how amazing Hibiki is in bed, their sexual compatibility was just off any measurable chart possible, adding the fact that they aim to please the other party during the act, the both of them receive as good as they are giving to one another every time.

"Oh, fuck!"

Her reminiscing collapses unexpectedly as a new spike of pleasure jolts her body, running up her spine, her back arching, toes curling, fingers clenching around the sofa's fabric in tight fists, eyes swimming and almost rolling.

Hibiki felt every jolt of her other self through the cock she was now properly sucking. She has put an end to the foreplay for the foreplay and taken the whole member inside her mouth in one smooth descent, the head lodging in her throat already and pulsing in appreciation of the change of scenery and condition.

Hibiki halts any movement to allow her counterpart's pleasure to ebb away from her upcoming climax, content with the tomboy's meat lodged down her esophagus, taking long deep breaths to savor both Ibiki's musk, and the tasty penis being massaged by the innards of her gullet.

Ibiki's pleasure, contrary to what Hibiki was thinking she was doing, wasn't abating much. Indeed, the latter's thoughts were in contradiction with the little actions she was delivering to the appendage at her mercy.

She might not be actively moving her head up and down for the most traditional way to pleasure her partner, and yet she was active in other ways. Her throat tightened and massaged the length of the pole inside her, her tongue curling and rolling around it, and keeping a constant flow of oxygen to go to her brain to perform without needing to take a break.

"You're amazing."

The result was her lover, and other self, Ibiki, moaning praise in her direction toward skills honed by a bunch of practice sessions.

And in return, the praise emitted spurs the attention-giver to do better.

Hibiki felt this flutter in her heart from being praised, no longer interested to drag her girlfriend's pleasure, and by proxy her own.

She drags herself up, allowing the slab of meat bulbous head to scrap deliciously on the liner of her gullet on the way out until it pops out inside her mouth to be subjected to yet another tongue lashing.

Hibiki's previously freed hand returns to its task of stroking the love organ unattended by velvet tongue and heated oral cavern. The bobbing motion was encompassed by slick, wet sounds, caused by the rubbing of a perfectly lubricated cock with saliva and smudges of chocolate mixed in it.

Hibiki then delves once more, swallowing every inch of Ibiki's manhood on her female body, taking it all in one smooth descent with no struggle in sight. The time when she would be encumbered by her gag reflex relayed to a thing of the past, now, relaxing her throat before taking it has become something of an instinct deeply ingrained in her body, a sure skill needed to deepthroathing her partner.

And Ibiki shows her assertion of her lover's devotion with loud, unrestrained vocalization. Her body was melting under such worship at one moment, then tensing at particular jolts of pleasure would assault her.

Tensing, relaxing, tensing back, then relaxing once more. She was lost in this loop of bliss, moving barely possible in the simplest way of clenching her fingers around fistfuls of sofa fabric, curling her toes, back arching, her mouth gasping open and close in which her tongue would loll out sometime.

She was close to her release, cumming her brain out down her lover's throat and filling her stomach full of life-harboring cream. It wouldn't be wrong to assume that Ibiki forgot the initial purpose of her first batch of baby batter to her partner.

Luckily, Hibiki had her goal at the forefront of her mind, despite how a mess of horniness she was making herself become, she remained how so attentive to the tomboy's condition, picking clues through the state of her cock, another skill acquired by an active sexual relationship with Ibiki.

Hence, she was keenly aware of how close her counterpart was to its upcoming ejaculation despite not having yet bobbing her head up and down actively.

'So, now was better than never.'

The thought was followed by just that, Hibiki moving up and down the breeding tool inside her mouth, taking her lover whole and well with each descent, stopping until the rim of the cockhead nudge the back of her sealed lips.

She performs a generous suck from time to time, causing a delicious hissing sound to echo in the living room to Hibiki's hearing delight and Ibiki's physical ones.

Times elude during this sexual performance, Hibiki's world composed of the dick she was blowing hard as well as cries of pleasure. To Ibiki, her world was now composed of her male appendages suggested to all kinds of ministration in order to extract the fee for the service given.

Up and down, Hibiki went, breaking the rhythm before monotony could even start to encroach by taking the full length down, her nose tickled by trimmed pubis hair, a surprise at the evidence her partner was really taking care of herself and sticking to the grooming she had suggested in the past.

Ibiki would choke a moan more often than not with such a skilled lover, the warmth her sausage was trapped into was how so unfathomable that getting used to it was impossible, regardless of the number of times she was suggested to it. Her counterpart might be a natural cock sucker, and Ibiki was more than okay with that.

Weak spots had been uncovered long ago and were used efficiently toward the goal of her ejaculation, whether it was in order to speed it up or drag it out.

The latter was certainly a mutual favorite of theirs, How Hibiki would ever slightly slow down her ministration, letting the build-up pleasure come to a halt but not letting it ebb away for a single instance, how the wild motion of bobbing her head would be replaced by a through embrace and massage with the inside of her mouth.

Hibiki swallowing around her cock lodged deep inside her throat, an action which, in the past would have resulted in the feminine one to gagged right away, was now her trademark in working the shaft to its peak or working overtime for its brewing payload.

And it was time to deliver.

Hibiki felt the throbbing pole pulsating even more, engorged itself inside her, its girth increasing as a warning it was close to its limit.

"G-getting close…"

These were the keywords of confirmation for Hibiki to know her lover's battle against her upcoming ejaculation was coming to an end, obviously with her being on the 'losing' side, something Hibiki wouldn't desire any other way.

She retracts herself from the prick down her throat, dragging her lips around the pole until only the tip remains behind her lips. While the idea of having Ibiki unload everything straight to her stomach was fascinating as well as an amazing turn-on that could lead her to a hand-free orgasm of her own, she would rather prefer completing her objective first.

How well Ibiki's thick and creamy semen would taste with chocolate mixed into it?

She would know the answer to this question very soon.

"Cumming…!" Ibiki gasps

Hibiki didn't let this exclamation trouble her, this one most often than not a false alarm. Ibiki may think she is cumming, but her orgasm has yet to unravel itself.

She continues her ministration on the tool of pleasure her body was eager to be graced by its length stretching her cunt soon, rolling her tongue passionately around the cockhead, with her hands jerking off the rest of the appendage. All while waiting for the distinct cue of her partner's downfall and surrender.

"Cumming, cumming! I'm cumming, Hibiki!"

That was it! Ibiki was screaming their mutual name during sex only when her cock would explode her seed out of her body.

They both could feel it happening; Ibiki from deep inside her body, a coiling knot suddenly snapping as relief flooded her system closely followed by indescribable mind-melting pleasure.

Hibiki felt it through the shaft still in her hands, the angry pulsing increasing to a new level, working the clogging substance out of the appendage. It was crawling up the urethra at a slow pace, maybe her partner was actually backed up today, and she was unaware of it, or she was the one responsible for making her girlfriend brew such a potent batch.

Either way, Hibiki could only bait the essence out, coercing it faster by stroking the spire in her hands.

"Hhm!"

She startles at the resonant success, the thick fluid bursting from its pipe, hitting the back of her throat with the high-pressurized first rope of baby batter exiting the urethra.

Ibiki cum a lot, not as in the number of climaxes she could have, which is pretty high on its own… But in terms of volume. Simply put, Ibiki's ejaculations are a guarantee of their surroundings getting messy, or for Hibiki to physically gain weight if the surreal amount of jizz were to be deposited inside her body.

And still, after the surprise and scare of the unfathomable amount her lover could shoot from her pole, there was no option for Hibiki but to fall in love and embrace the feeling of her own body accepting every drop of her counterpart payload.

Hibiki releases a resounding close-mouthed moan after the first rope of cum landed on her tongue and pooled already in her mouth. Her whole body enters a state of a long and heightened mini orgasm as the smorgasbord melts on her tastebuds.

There was no time to analyze it as the next spurt of Ibiki's explosive orgasm rushed out of the rod to join the first thick, noodle-like, creamy cumshot in her oral cavern.

"Fuck yes, take it all!" Ibiki moans deliriously, her vision still filled with white from her body still at the apex of her release.

Hibiki paid no heed to her lover's words, her cheeks bulging from the third wad of lumpy essence filling her mouth, some of it already starting to spill down her throat in her efforts to keep a tight seal around the tip of the penis.

She preemptively start to swallow, not wanting to have a repeat of her first resounding failure at the beginning of their sexual relationship, thinking she could keep everything in her mouth, only for this arrogant thought to result in pressurized jets of cum bursting from her nostril and the side of her mouth.

No, Hibiki learned from that, her body also learn from that, hence why her whole being was working to the task of taking and keeping the congealed fluid with a consistency close to melted cheese down and inside her stomach.

The main hurdle when swallowing Ibiki's amazing, potent, and virile semen was breathing. She simply can't, she had to prepare herself to go into apnea for the whole ordeal. The tar-like cum was anything but watery, it won't go smoothly down her throat like a warm or fresh drink.

The descent would be slow, the fluid will crawl down her esophagus, making sure to slather her gullet with a generously thick layer of its slime, marking her all the way down until dropping in her stomach and adding to her body's overall weight.

Would it be wrong for Hibiki to actually get off of this moment?

She didn't care, both her body and mind want it, and the drawn-out hand-free orgasm she would go through was well worth any kind of regret or shame she could feel about herself regarding it.

She was cumming, her body shaking, her cunt squirting through her ruined panties as she allows herself to almost drown on her girlfriend's ichor flooding her throat.

Large and long gulping sounds join Ibiki's moans as Hibiki physically clenches her throat around the paste-like fluid slithering down her gullet, swallowing to speed up its descent.

Hibiki's body was mainly moving automatically, having engrained in her body the proper steps to efficiently take down her lover's large production, all while her orgasm melts her brain and her eyes were on the verge of rolling upward.

Ibiki relished the lasting pleasure all the same, she always had this issue of cumming a whole lot for a long period of time, and it has gotten worse after dating her other self. Though, in exchange, she has gotten this amazing person able to take everything she could dish out like a professional slut born for the job.

Well over the mark of 30 seconds, and the flow was still strong, they were past halfway through the allotted time, still in the average period for Ibiki ejaculation.

Their bodies were still trembling in the vicinity of the others, the pulsing cock belching its content, while caked esophagus tightened on itself to force it down.

As the end was beginning to feel itself nearing, Hibiki's cognition was coming back, her body still wrecked by her orgasm, but able to act, nonetheless.

Ibiki let out a final drawn-out moan as her high was settling down, her head resting on the back of the couch as she panted hard and her vision still swimming.

She mewls anew when she felt a strong suction on the head of her cock accompanied by hands pumping its length, feeling remnants of her clogging discharge being coaxed out of her pisshole to join the rest inside her lover.

Ibiki was temporarily spent, thoroughly satisfied by her girlfriend's ministration and dedication, sucking her soul alongside her baby batter through her penis like a succubus would. And with it, her physical strength.

She was akin to a doll, her mind trapped inside her own body until she recovers, both mentally and physically.

In her inhibited state, Ibiki was blind to the world, slow to react as well as powerless when a wet popping sound echoed, signaling the naughty release of her semi-softening appendage.

She was even less reactive when Hibiki straddled her, her other self's knees dipping in the sofa on each side of her thighs anew, towering above her.

As her blurry sight began to settle, it was too late for Ibiki to do anything by this point. She felt fingers invading her mouth, forcing it open as Hibiki leans closer.

With her lover drawing closer, it was easier for Ibiki to notice Hibiki's bulging cheeks, that her lover's mouth was filled to the brim with her stored hefty spunk.

She could merely watch in heightened arousal as Hibiki pursed her lips barely open, the thick fluid escaping through the small opening in a long string, dripping while stretching itself by gravity.

With her maw forced open, Ibiki's body writhes and twitches as her own semen flow uninterrupted, the still hot molasses of her creamy DNA landing with heaviness on her tongue, coating it mercilessly and forcing the taste of her creamy nectar to envelope and govern her tastebuds.

Yet, Ibiki couldn't help getting aroused further, her previously softening cock coming back to life, her pair of lips below making a mess with how much pussy drool was leaking from them.

It kept accumulating in her mouth, flooding the back of her throat and the level getting higher and higher. She abstains herself from swallowing, desiring, needing to receive everything her lover was willing to share.

A bit less than half, that was how much. Hibiki would keep the bigger share as it was how much she was loving her seed, always reluctant in letting it go to waste, especially when she could help it.

Though it was not over. Ibiki was unaware as to when Hibiki had removed her fingers from her mouth, to how long she has actually kept it religiously gaping open to receive her share of her own labor. But a hand was back, with two pieces of chocolate tucked between her fingers, then dropped them in the makeshift pool of liquid in her mouth, before gently forcing her lips close, Hibiki's index finger nudging her chin up to seal her bountiful gift.

With the exchange performed, Hibiki allows herself to flop on her girlfriend's lap in order to be at eye level, fetching and popping two chocolates in her own mouth with a casual motion before starting to chew right away while holding her gaze with her partner.

It was enough coercion for Ibiki to silently do the same. Rolling the molasses that was her baby batter in her mouth with her tongue, in search of the solid piece of chocolate. She found them among the warm, white sea, their sweetness tingling on her tongue amidst the constant presence of her semen.

She scoops them with her tongue between her teeth, then proceeds to chew, breaking the confection under her molars. The action contributes to popping lumps of seed, bursting them, and mingling them further with the candy.

Hibiki was humming all the way throughout the degustation, sloshing and churning the delicious mixture again and again, the chocolate adding another depth to her favorite snack as well as considering what other food she could try her lover's semen on, maybe going as far as roping Ibiki in some kinky food sex.

Hibiki tilts her chin up, and followed by a resounding gulping sound, swallowed the entirety of her share in one go, the cream rolling pleasurably the length of her esophagus with a slowness that her eyes rolled to the back of her head as another mini orgasm sneaked up on her, her spine shivering in delight with the pleasure.

There was no better turn-on for Ibiki than seeing her counterpart doing sexy naughty things like that. Witnessing how Hibiki's throat swell up from her load traveling down her gullet to join the rest in her stomach was incentive enough to keep her body in this hellish state of horniness.

Even more when Hibiki gasps and pants in relief, opening her mouth wide open for her to assert that it was indeed empty aside from smears of her thick cream here and there.

Hibiki then lean closer, snaking her arm around her neck, and trapping her leaking male appendage between their clothed body. "Thank for the meal," Her other self whispered huskily before following. "Now, your turn. Swallow it all, Ibiki."

And Ibiki did, without question, regardless of her initial aversion to consuming her own thick discharge. Hibiki had this kind of sexual hold on her that enable her to make her comply regardless of her personal opinion, which was often involving cum plays, making her ingest it in various ways, whether it was from snowballing kisses to straight-up slurping it out of Hibiki's filled cunt.

She was oddly getting into it, her lover knows that, and Ibiki was actually fine with it. Her, taking a liking to her own cum was not such a big deal.

Though, she might be jealous of her partner able to go through orgasmic bliss when swallowing. She understands how the tingling sensation of warm gooey fluid descending her throat can be hot on several levels, but as far as she was concerned, it only serves to stoke the fire inside her instead of alleviating it a bit with a release.

'Another point where the two of us differ from one another,' Ibiki thought leisurely.

No further dwelling was contemplated as soft, plump lips connected with her own in a chaste kiss, then followed by a tightening of the embrace she was in, Hibiki resting her chin on her shoulder.

"Happy Valentine, other me," Hibiki whispers hotly before kissing and nibbling briefly at her lover's ear.

Ibiki returns the embrace, one hand resting around Hibiki's lower back, the other finding the top of the more feminine of the two's heads. "You too, Hibiki," she wishes back to her girlfriend.

And then, with a yelp from the one initially on top, Hibiki found herself laid on her back the length of the sofa with Ibiki atop of her, looking at her with a lewd smile.

"You didn't think it was over, I hope," Ibiki convey with a salacious tone, crawling down her lover's body until reaching below her hips.

She pinches the hems of the yellow skirt, hiking it to attest to Hibiki's condition down there, only to whistle at the sight. "No underwear? And you are so wet already," she comments, locking eyes with her partner.

"That's because- ahhh!" Hibiki's explanation was cut short by her own whimper, her line of sight shifting from her lover to the ceiling upon feeling Ibiki's finger caressing the folds of her pussy.

She felt something being pushed inside her vagina, then another, and another, their presence remaining despite the withdrawal of fingers. When Hibiki locks eyes once more with her other self, it was to her partner licking her fingers.

"You made me taste chocolate with my own cream, now I'm curious about how well they would taste with your honey."

The message delivered, Ibiki disappear under her lover's skirt, hands keeping her legs sufficiently apart, before delving mouth first.

Hibiki's moan ran high and true to the tongue burrowing inside her core, her walls clamping already on the appendage as well as the melting piece of chocolates, producing Ibiki's new treat.

Her gaze falls to the side, eyes in direct line with the plastic bag of chocolates she brought, as well as the amount left, a little less than half.

Her back arches as Ibiki's tongue curls against her g-spot, Hibiki's vision filling with white dots as she moans without restraint.

She smiles through it all, knowing that her partner will drag the pleasure out, that they still have plenty of chocolate to have fun with, and that her first Valentine with her girlfriend is on a good start to being the best one yet.

She can't wait for what to come up with on White Day.