Hello friends, here be chapter 6 for all you lovely people. I hope you forgive me ending chapter 5 the way I did. Please forgive me! This chapter is basically going to be all lemons. For days. Seriously, chapter 5 was set up, and this one is just going to be straight lemon. Hope you enjoy!
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Dinner on their first night at the coast was fish and grilled vegetables, much to Blake's satisfaction. She leaned against the deck railing next to the Barbeque the entire time Aymie was cooking, looking for all the world like a cat waiting to be fed.
"Hey Blake, can I ask a question?" Aymie asked as Blake got up to get thirds.
"Sure, shoot."
"Are all Fanaus like you with their animal attributes?" Aymie looked a little wary of asking questions that might be perceived as racist. "Like with you, you love fish, and you also behave like a cat in other ways, like napping and stuff."
"Ya, we all have one or two things that are like our animal counter parts." She took another bite of fish and continued. "Velvet's super skittish, I love fish, just stuff like that."
Aymie nodded as she began to clear the table. "I'm fixing to go to bed, can you three get the dishes?"
"Sure, no problem," Yang affirmed, filling the sink with water. "Blake and I were planning to go up to the hill for a little, you won't miss us?"
Aymie grinned, "Oh, I see how it is." She laughed as she walked out of the kitchen. "The hill is quite conducive to romance," She called over her shoulder, " I'm sure you'll enjoy yourselves."
"Mom!" Yang yelled after her as she left. "Show a little decorum!"
Once the dishes were washed and away, Blake and Yang left the house, leaving Ruby pacified on the couch with TNT on the TV and a tub of toffee crunch ice cream in her lap.
They walked along the grass at the top of the bluffs, the hill visible only as a lack of stars ahead of them. When they reached the top, Blake's breath caught in her throat. The hill was a mini paradise. The rounded top was all soft clover and little white flowers. The pale light from the stars almost seemed to make the flowers glow. Then she did looked again and realized the flowers were glowing.
"Yang…" she knelt, looking wide eyed at the flowers. "They're beautiful." She gazed raptly at the flowers as Yang knelt beside her.
"I knew you would love it," Yang put her pulled Blake to her, and kissed her neck. "They're Night Drops, they're supposed to have the softest petals in the world." She faced Blake and kissed her again, this time on the lips, her tongue tracing Blake's lips. "I thought that I should discredit that."
Blake closed her eyes as Yang lowered her frame to the ground, one hand on the small of Blake's back. Her lips never left Blake's.
For a minute they just looked at each other, caught up in the moment. Blake broke the silence.
"I love you Yang." It was so pure, that moment that Yang thought she would start to cry. Instead she lowered her self onto Blake, pulling her as close as she could.
She put her mouth to Blake's ear, "I love you too," she shifted them onto her side so they were facing. "And I'll love you in ten years, and when were old, and all you're hairs grey, and when we die and go to heaven, I'll still love you."
"If god has to tell us to get a room I'll be very unhappy." Blake said grinning. She touched her nose to Yang's, smelling her sweet skin and relishing the warmth of her breath. Their lips met, and there was more tongue this time. Blake slid her hands down to Yang's hips, and under the hem of her shirt. She caressed her back, and worker her hands up to Yang's bra.
"Shirt." She mumbled through their kisses. There were no more romantic words at this point, just their bodies and their lust.
Yang sat up, straddling Blake and pulled her shirt up over her head, tossing it to the side. While Yang's weight was off her, Blake worked at the buttons on her blouse. Yang pushed her hands out of the way and quickly undid them, pulling her blouse open, exposing her breasts. She was wearing a bra, light blue under her dress, but Yang could see her nipples through the soft fabric.
Yang reached behind her and undid the clasp on her own bra, letting it join her shirt beside them, then did the same for Blake. After she undid the clasp, she stared at Blake's chest, savoring the act of undressing her. Slowly, and with great care she pushed Blake's bra to one side, revealing Blake's petite breasts, two perfectly smooth orbs, rising and falling in time with her breath.
Yang leaned into them, placing a light kiss on each one. The kisses were light, but she felt Blake's whole body shiver when she touched her. Yang lowered her mouth to Blake's left breast and found her nipple, her hand going to her other breast. She sucked at one, her tongue tickling the hard bud of Blake's nipple, the fingers on her other hand doing the same.
"Yang, stop teasing me!" Blake was panting heavily, and an experimental nudge of Yang's leg against her groin made her jump, her eyes pressed tightly together.
Yang decided that she had put Blake through enough torture. She sat up, and shifted her weight so she could get Blake's skirt off. Blake lifted her legs as Yang pulled of the skirt and than her panties and dropped them to the ground. They made a little squelch where they landed. Blake was soaked, the wettest Yang had ever seen her.
Her nectar covered her sex, and ran down her thighs. Yang ran her hand experimentally up her thigh, and it moved slickly through her fluids.
Blake was panting heavily now, and her stomach shuddered as she contracted in anticipation. Yang's hand rubbed her slit until her fingers were sufficiently coated in Blake's lube, than she delicately introduced her fingers to Blake.
As soon as she parted Blake's lips, she arched her back and squealed. "Did you just cum already? Yang asked incredulously, her hand still in Blake's sex.
Blake nodded, her eyes clamped shut as she wriggled her hips against Yang's hand. "Again." Was all she managed to get out.
Yang smiled and moved her weight back on top of Blake, her hand still gently rubbing the soaked area between her legs. She placed her lips against Blake's, and inserted her fingers and tongue in unison, Blake's moans muffled through their kiss. Yang worked her fingers inside Blake, stirring her insides. Tears of euphoria ran down Blake's cheeks as she contracted over and over, cumming continually for almost a solid minute.
After a violent jolt ran down her, she broke their kiss and screamed, her cry filling the vast sky as her reached the panicle of her climax. Yang let her ride it out and catch her breath before she shifted positions. She started to mover her weight off Blake, but Blake's hands grabbed her waist and pulled her back down.
"Dress off." She commanded, looking up at Yang. "Now."
Yang shuddered. Blake didn't usually take the initiative, but when she did, it was hot. Yang slipped out of her skirt and panties. Her stomach fluttered while her body screamed for the fire between her legs to be quenched. Yang was still sitting on chest, and she once again tried to shift positions, but again she was denied.
Blake reached up to her ass and pulled Yang forward, until Yang's pulsating sex was only centimeters from Blake's mouth. Yang's stomach jumped into her throat, her whole body in craving. She heard Blake breath in deep through her nose, smelling her. She shuddered. Yang was painfully aware of every part of her body, from her toes to her scalp; everything was like a superconductor of sensitivity.
Yang could feel her guts churning as Blake's tongue ventured out and traced its way along Yang's slit, sending a shock to every nerve in Yang's body. Blake paused; she enjoyed having Yang wrapped around her finger, it made her feel close to her.
Blake was just starting to pick up her pace when Yang cried out and rolled off her. "Shit!" She had her hands on her lower back, and had her eyes clenched shut. "Shit! Cramp! Cramp!" She curled up, trying to stretch out her back. "OW! Sonofabitch!"
Blake wiped her chin, giggling. "Here, come here." She sat up and crawled over to the fetal Yang, rubbing her back and working the knot out of her muscle. "I've heard that massages can be erotic, but this feels more parental than sexy." Blake pushed her palms in into Yang's side, elevating the pain from the clenched muscle.
"That," Yang said gritted teeth, "Is disgusting." She sat up, and cupped her hand over Blake's on her back. "If you ever bring up parents during sex again, I swear to god, I will keep you on the edge of cumming for as long as humanely possible."
Blake pushed Yang down on the ground, she was on top this time, and in control. "You can't resist watching me cum, and you know it." She lowered her hips to Yang's, resting their body's against each other. "If you had me on the edge, there's no way you could not let me cum."
Yang blushed, looking guilty. "It's not my fault, you make funny faces when you cum."
"You little shit!" Blake squealed in mock indignation. "Ok, you think I look funny when I cum, let's see if you fare any better." She leaned in, kissing her roughly. She traced her lips down to the nape of Yang's neck, nipping at the skin. Yang yelped, but she didn't stop. Blake's ran her tongue along Yang's collar bone and down to her breasts.
Her nipple were stiff with arousal, and were begging for Blake's attention, but she wasn't about to let her off so easily. She lightly circled one with her finger, barley making contact with the skin. Yang squirmed, breathing unevenly.
"Blake, please get on with it!" Yang cried through clenched teeth. "Please stop teasing me."
"First you need to apologize," Blake smiled as she spoke, her hand traced down to Yang's navel, moving in slow circles just above her groin.
"I'm sorry!" Yang cried out again.
"For what?" Blake inquired coyly.
"For making fun of your cum face, now please do it!" Yang's hips shuddered, trying to get to Blake's hand.
"Do what?" Blake was almost done toying with Yang. Almost.
"Fuck me you stingy cat! I just fucking do it already!" Yang's face was flushed, and tears ran down her cheeks. That was all Blake needed. Her hand slipped into Yang, slipping through her juices into the tight grasp of her sex. Yang's chest fell as she exhaled heavily, he eyes rolling back as her hips began to gyrate of their own accord.
Blake worker her hand inside Yang, all four of her fingers slipping easily in and out of her. Yang tightened and contracted as Blake's fingers flitted around inside her. Her ample breasts heaved on her chest, and Blake reached for them with her other hand, working Yang's nipple between her fingers while her other hand played inside her.
Blake withdrew her hand and dropped to her knees between Yang's, staring at her engorged clit and puffy lips only for a second before lowering her mouth to them. She stared at her labia, sliding her tongue easily in and out as Yang's silky fluids coated her tongue, pouring out like a fountain. She tasted amazing Blake though as Yang's nectar flowed down her throat. Blake sucked at Yang's hardened clit when she knew she was close to climax. She flicked her tongue around it as she sucked, totally driving Yang over the edge. She moaned as her hips gave out, than bucked spastically. She moaned involuntarily as yang came up, sucking the last sweet traces of her off her fingers.
"…thank you…" Yang smiled weakly as Blake rested her body on hers again. "That was amazing. You were amazing."
Blake smiled and buried her face in Yang's alabaster breasts, her cheeks smooth against their soft mass. "You were pretty amazing too." She reluctantly slid up out of Yang's tits and put her cheek to hers. "That was the most romantic sex I've ever had."
Yang wrapped her arms around her and laughed. "I would say otherwise, but I'd be lying."
"Do we have to go back to the house tonight?" Blake asked as she curled up against Yang's body, her arms around her waist. "Will it be too cold to sleep out here, or will your mom worry about us if we're not here?"
Yang closed her eye, "No, we can sleep here tonight."
Blake smiled and closed her eyes. Yang's warm breath on her neck and the sound of the ocean in the distance soon lulling her to sleep.