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Bodies Intertwined
Entanglement by Imogen Heap
Their hands remained locked all the way back to the 13th and only came undone when they reached Rukia's door, the door they dared not cross the night before.
Rukia held it open for Isane and she walked in slowly, then slipped off her boots and left them in the foyer. She looked around, moving as if she was exploring a strange never before seen cave when in fact she was remembering all that transpired between them in this space in the recent weeks. Remembering all the things that led to this moment.
"You ok?" Rukia asked.
"Yeah." Isane said distantly.
"Do you want me to heat up these dumplings?" Rukia asked.
"Dumplings, no." Isane said looking up at Rukia and then back towards the couch upon which Rukia slept so many nights ago.
Then the glow of the opened refrigerator door dragged her back to the present again and she watched as Rukia closed the door and returned to her, admiring as Rukia pulled the hat off of her head and shook her hair about so it would fall back down into its standard arrangement.
"What are you thinking about?" She asked.
"Remember that time I slept over? The night I carried you from this couch to your bed?"
"Yeah, I don't remember that part though."
"Well I woke up and came out to get some water and I saw you, contorted and clearly uncomfortable and yet largely peaceful. I remember thinking that you looked so cute as you slept, then even more so as I carried you in my arms." Isane said trailing off remembering the memory.
Feeling affectionate Rukia wrapped her arm around Isane's.
"You know what I remember?" she asked.
"What?"
"I remember waking up with one of your arms wrapped around me as you slept. I jumped, I was startled, and I woke you up. You told me to get back in bed. I really wanted to, I wanted you to wrap your arms around me again, but I held back, and I didn't."
"Aww, you should have gotten back in bed with me. But then again you went and made breakfast and it was so good, so there's that I guess. You brought it to me in your own bed like I was a queen or something."
Rukia laughed. "And what's wrong with that?"
"Nothing I guess. I'm just not used to like people doing stuff like that for me. It's weird y'know."
"Get used to it then." Rukia said as she moved from Isane's side to her front and pressed up against her.
Isane's eyes widened briefly recalling the arrangement.
"I had a dream like this." she said, gently grabbing Rukia's shoulders as Rukia grabbed her hips.
"You dreamt of me?" Rukia asked.
"Yes."
"Oh." Rukia said pulling back a bit as this revelation was a bit strange. "Do you often dream of me?"
"Not really. I mean I do sometimes but, it's usually just like us mundanely living our lives, or like dealing with some weird scenario."
"The nightmares?" Rukia asked.
"No, when you're in my dreams it is never a nightmare." She said speaking completely honestly and not even trying to be suave.
Rukia smiled.
"In this dream you were like running from me, teasing me. It wasn't a game of tag or anything like that, but you wanted me to catch you, to reach you, and I wanted to do so too. So I chased you through so many doorways and so many hallways but you slipped away each time. I was tired, I was running all slow as you do when you dream that you're running, and then finally, we found ourselves in a pure white room. You turned toward me, and you smiled. You were, naked..." Isane said looking off with an embarrassed blush.
"...and beautiful." she said forcing herself to look back into Rukia's eyes.
"Oh." Rukia said running her hands up and down Isane's hips, enjoying this revelation.
"You said something sexy, and alluring, and you kissed me, right here on the center of my chest." Isane continued.
"And then I woke up... I wish I didn't wake up."
"How morbid." Rukia said.
"Huh, no. I mean I wish I didn't wake up at that moment."
Rukia laughed. "I know what you meant. That sounds like quite a dream." she said.
"It was." Isane said.
"Where did I kiss you again? Here?" Rukia asked placing a fingertip above the spot.
"Yeah."
And like a literal dream come true Rukia rose to her toes and pulled the collar of Isane's shirt down low enough to reach the vee of her cardigan, then kissed the soft skin between her boobs and looked up at Isane.
"Like that?"
With a look of surprised arousal on her face, Isane nodded.
"Soo." Rukia continued. "Do you wanna see if I'm as beautiful naked as you dream I am?" she said, with her hands back at Isane's waist, gripping, feeling, squeezing.
"Yeah." she groaned imagining it then leaned down to initiate a kiss. But Rukia, just as she did the night before, stopped her approach with a single finger to the lips.
"Sit down first." She said pushing Isane down onto the couch and enjoying the stressed hunger she saw in Isane's eyes.
"Stop doing this to me." Isane whined as she flopped onto the couch, she wanting nothing more than to feel Rukia's body against hers, and their lips together again.
But Rukia held out a bit longer. She bit her lower lip, aroused in anticipation for what they were about to do, and she smiled a sly grin as she climbed atop Isane's lap.
"It's so fun to watch you crave me though." she said running her fingers through Isane's hair.
Isane blushed and Rukia laughed and moistened her lips as Isane watched her and the movement of those soft pink structures, then she looked pleadingly back into Rukia's eyes.
"Seriously." She said.
Then Rukia gave in and kissed her. Isane groaned into it, feeling relief and satisfaction at the unification of their lips. She grabbed Rukia's hips again. She loved doing that, feeling Rukia's form through her clothes, seeing with her hands what her closed eyes couldn't.
Her searching hands made their way down Rukia's straddling legs, then made their way back up to grab Rukia's butt and pull her closer.
Feeling without thinking and lost in the kiss, Isane was on.
And as the kiss crested becoming nigh feverish, Rukia abruptly broke it and pulles her sweater and the shirt underneath off in a quick fluid motion. Then she sat motionless, staring into Isane's eyes waiting for her to do something.
Isane looked her up and down, lean, pale, and sleek with a sexy black bra on again. As far as undergarments were concerned, black looked really good on Rukia, and Isane wondered if the panties matched. She sure hoped they did.
Her hands returned to her hips, touching bare skin now, moving slowly upward. Feeling, admiring. Then she slowly leaned in to kiss Rukia again.
Rukia leaned in too, closing her eyes. But at the last moment Isane said "nope!" swerved out of Rukia's approach and went at Rukia's neck instead, laughing as she did so. She grazed the soft and slightly salty skin of her neck with her teeth then latched on with the soft suction of a kiss.
It tickled and titillated and Rukia couldn't believe Isane had just flipped the game like that, and she really couldn't believe it when Isane in a similarly swift motion lifted her up slightly and laid her down onto the couch on her back, then descended upon her to kiss her lips again.
She loved it, it was what she wanted to coax out of Isane, how she wanted to be handled. And she wondered if Isane would fuck her in the way that she kissed her now, assertively yet carefully.
Rukia wrapped a leg around Isane's waist and tried to pull the girl down onto her but the couch was too short for Isane to lay down. So Isane broke the kiss and said, "Sorry, I'm much too tall to lay on this couch."
"Then let's go to bed." Rukia responded moving to get up.
So Isane got off of her and watched as Rukia rose up and walked off to the bedroom, unclasping her bra along the way and dropping it to the floor.
But instead of following Isane just watched, sitting unmoving on the couch and taking it all in.
Rukia stopped in the doorway and turned slightly, revealing only the slightest bit of side boob.
"You coming?" She asked alluringly.
"Yeah." She responded standing up and began to walk toward the doorway. And as she approached, Rukia disappeared into the darkness of the unilluminated room.
Isane walked in slowly, seeing nothing, but her eyes quickly adjusted and Rukia came into view again, she walking backward as Isane walked forward.
She sat on the bed and turned on the dim light of the lamp and Isane knelt before her. Her eyes went to Rukia's chest and gazed upon the two little lumps that were Rukia's boobs, back up at Rukia's eyes, then back down to the boobs. She wanted to kiss them, to kiss something. All before her was beautiful and kissing was the only way she knew to express physical affection. She realized that she totally would kiss Rukia all over if the girl had the patience to let her do it and her eyes darted about now looking for a place to start.
She chose to start at the stomach, placing her lips upon the spot above her core. Right above the spot that ached in her and that she was now causing to ache in Rukia as well.
And slowly she worked her way up, planting soft kisses along the way. She completely ignored the boobs and ended her trail of kisses between Rukia's clavicles. Then broke away looked Rukia in the eyes and said "You're more beautiful in real life than I ever could dream."
Rukia smiled.
"How can you say that when I'm only half naked?" She asked.
Isane went red and briefly looked down at Rukia's pants, then back up at her eyes. She imagined how Rukia would look sitting just as she was with nothing on; legs slightly spread, sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning back and supporting herself with her arms. She wondered if Rukia's pussy would look as pretty as the rest of her did then decided that it was time for her to show some skin too.
"Good point, we'll both have to get naked then." She said as she peeled the layers off of her upper body, Rukia looking on toward the figure of beauty towering before her.
Much to her surprise and excitement, Isane's boobs flopped out from the rising hem of her shirt and sweater, and much to her pleasure, Isane's nipples were already hard.
She rose to her feet too now and placed her hands upon the waist of the form before her, and slid them upward, finally touching the flesh she had longed for so long to touch.
"My my." she said arriving at Isane's chest. It was plumper than she expected and certainly plumper than hers. She made the comparison without envy, instead thinking about how fun they would be to play with.
"Can I… touch you here?" She asked, her index finger poised millimeters away from the nub.
"Please." Isane said feeling a tingle at the nipple, its confirmatory display of her arousal arousing her further.
"K." Rukia said, then pressed her finger onto it, mushing the hard nub into the soft flesh surrounding it, then letting it spring back outward. After she sensuously she tilted it around and about like the c-stick on a GameCube controller.
"And can I, kiss, this one?" She asked.
"Mhm." Isane said with a nod, her teeth biting her lower lip, her body tense in expectation.
"K." Rukia said then approached it slowly. Meeting it first with the tip of her tongue, then with her lips. She lightly sucked on the nub and flicked at it with her tongue. Doing all this while looking up at Isane and holding her gaze.
As Isane expected, it felt quite nice, the warm wetness of Rukia's mouth, the gentle manner with which she touched.
She pulled away and replaced her mouth with a hand, and went at the other with her mouth, then wrapped her free arm around Isane's waist holding her close.
Isane clearly enjoyed it, but given lack of a strong reaction she figured that she needed to touch more forcefully, so she squeezed the other boob hard enough to feel the pectoral muscle underneath the mound of flesh. The sound Isane made in response to this confirmed her suspicions so she repeated the action and added a light grazing of her teeth.
Isane's legs shook and she grabbed onto Rukia to steady herself.
"Whoa you ok there?" Rukia asked playfully.
"Yeah. You're good at this." Isane said in a low breathy manner.
Rukia laughed "Nah, I'm just good at reading you." she said breaking away to speak.
She then softly pinched the wet nip with her thumb and middle finger watching her face.
"Bite it." Isane whispered.
Rukia's eyebrows shot up. She wasn't expecting that at all. But with all intention to comply with the request she put her mouth on it again and resumed the teasing with her teeth. Isane arched her back forward nearly shaking at Rukia's teasing.
And then Rukia bit down and rolled it back and forth between her front teeth, hard enough to elicit pain, soft enough to avoid damage.
Isane's eyes watered at the painful pleasure and she grit her teeth.
Rukia's pulled her head away with her teeth still firmly holding onto the nipple and then let it pop out of her mouth.
Isane's legs were shaking and she cooed out a soft "hooo."
Rukia had thus assumed control again.
"Stand with your back against the wall." she instructed, nudging Isane toward it.
"Why?" Isane asked walking backwards towards a wall that she didn't see, trusting Rukia's guiding hands that lay planted at her hips.
"So I don't have to hold you up while I make you suffer." she responded as they made their way to their destination. With Isane's back against the wall Rukia began to run her fingernails up and down Isane's stomach. She acted like she was going to lick at Isane's other nipple, making a move toward it, but she stopped short, blew on it softly, and laughed.
"You're mean." Isane whined though she was totally enjoying Rukia's dominating touch and playing along with whatever game they were playing.
"No I'm not, I'll make you cum soon." Rukia said as she ran her finger back and forth just inside the hem of Isane's pants.
"I'm going in here now ok?" She said proceeding carefully. Having consideration for the fact that it was both their first time together and Isane's first time in general.
Isane nodded slowly, nervously. Fearful with anticipation. Bracing herself against the wall and totally wanting it all.
Rukia, having gained permission, slipped her hand into Isane's underwear, between her legs, and buried her middle and ring finger inside her all in one fluid motion.
Isane gasped, involuntarily rising to her toes.
Rukia pulled her fingers out a little bit, then pushed them back in, to the knuckles this time. Then she wiggled them around in Isane's warm wet mushiness. Her fingers were little in size and easy to accommodate but they had substantial effect.
"It doesn't hurt right?" She asked just to be sure.
"Mm-mm." Isane said shaking her head, thinking that this felt much better than when she did it herself.
"Good." She said, then began to move her fingers a little bit faster.
Isane braced herself against the wall with one of her hands and the other went to one of Rukia's shoulders as her breathing quickened.
Then Rukia suddenly stopped her fingering and pulled her fingers out of Isane and her pants.
"Why did you sto-" she began to say in a complaining tone then stopped when Rukia put the fingers in her mouth, licked them clean, then said "you taste good."
A most arousing display.
Then Rukia went right back in. She loved the way Isane drew in her breath and then groaned upon the insertion of her fingers.
But Isane was taking this well, very well. She clearly enjoyed Rukia's actions but was far more calm and collected than Rukia wanted. She still had her senses about her. So Rukia redirected her attention to Isane's clitoris and grazed it with the tip of her index finger.
Isane's hips quaked and her lower jaw shivered at the touch.
Rukia smirked, then she flicked it twice, touching it with the smallest of motions of her fingertips. And Isane began to react the way Rukia wanted her to.
She pushed Isane's back against the wall and held her there as she started to massage the part with more force, swirling her finger around it as she worked on her boobs with her mouth and a hand.
Rukia quickened the pace of her fingers and continued the swirling of her tongue, and Isane progressively got more vocal, whimpering, moaning, softly producing phonemic fragments yet saying nothing.
Rukia's eyes were closed as she made oral love to the boob in her mouth, Isane's sounds, smell, and feel turning her on to a high degree. Without a thought she bit on the nipple in her mouth Isane screamed.
"Sorry!" Rukia exclaimed thinking that she hurt her, as she watched a literal tear run down Isane's face.
"Again… pleease." Isane said feebly.
Rukia's was amazed, she didn't know Isane was this turned on.
"Look at me." She instructed with her arm movements slowed but uninterrupted.
Isane obeyed, locking eyes with Rukia. The tear and the redness and the expression upon her face made it look to Rukia that she was about to cry, but she knew this was not the case. She gently wiped the tear away, then placed a caressing hand on Isane's warm rosy cheek. She rose up to her tippy tippy toes and coaxed Isane downward so she could kiss her, which she did for a short sweet moment.
"Are you gonna cum for me soon?" Rukia asked as she broke away from Isane's lips.
"Mhm." Isane said.
"Beautiful." Rukia responded, then took the boob into her hand, lifting it gently from the bottom with an upturned palm. She gently kissed the side of the soft squishy flesh, the skin of which felt so smooth against her lips.
And then just as gently she took the nipple and the flesh surrounding it into her mouth. She sucked on it softly and rhythmically, as if she was trying to coax milk from its glands. And then with gradually increasing force she bit down upon it, the increase in pressure accompanied by a quickening of the pace of the hand in Isane's pants. And Rukia watched as Isane's eyes and head rolled back in bliss.
She released the pressure and sucked at it softly again. Then bit down and softly squished Isane's tiny little clit between her thumb and fingertip. Overwhelmed with sensation, Isane's legs buckled and she collapsed to the ground.
Rukia continued her efforts uninterrupted however as she caught Isane, followed her down, and held her, free arm wrapped around the twitching and spasming girls shoulders. She kissed Isane again, hungrily and aggressively as Isane struggled to kiss back, lacking the necessary coordination.
Rukia put her hand back into Isane's pants and resumed her motions and soon the orgasm came upon the girl. Isane's legs clasped together despite her attempts to keep them open for Rukia. Her hands fumbled about looking for something to hold onto and found nothing. So she wrapped her arms around Rukia and held on tight.
She rode the wave for as long as she could as the pleasure of her orgasm climbed and climbed further. Sensory inputs clamored overwhelmingly upon her body and brain, and she gave up.
"Please." She begged as she tried to pull Rukia's arm out of her pants.
Rukia ceased immediately, both because Isane had asked her to and because the force with which Isane was pulling on her arm and gripping it was substantial and near painful in force.
Isane was stronger than Rukia expected, and more sensitive, and kinkier. And as she held Isane in her arms, the girl making her subtle post orgasmic twitches she looked oh so beautiful, and vulnerable, and cute.
After a couple moments Isane calmed and very noticeably righted the pace of her breathing.
And then she laughed.
Rukia giggled. "Was that good for you?" She asked.
"Oh yeah." Isane said then rose up a bit so that she could kiss Rukia again. They united their lips, Rukia tilting her head down to meet Isane's, Isane tilting her chin up to meet Rukia's.
As they made out on the floor Isane gained ever more mental clarity while Rukia became ever more consumed by her arousal. She didn't realize it but the balance of power was shifting in Isane's favor, a fact she was made greatly aware of when she suddenly felt Isane's hand slide from her back, to her butt, between her legs, and onto her crotch, which Isane massaged through the fabric of her pants. Rukia realized that Isane was now leaning down to kiss her, and that her chin was tilted upward to kiss Isane. She realized that she was now wrapped comfortably in Isane's arms. She wondered when and how they had assumed such an arrangement, a nice arrangement at that.
Isane then broke the kiss and calmly said "I think it's your turn now."
That statement, and the almost nonchalant way with which Isane said it simply gave her chills.
A slightly intimidated but aroused "Ok." was all she said in response.
"Let's go to bed though, this floor is cold." Isane continued, this time in a tone of voice that was more like herself.
"Ok." Rukia said rising to her feet. "I don't need my pants right?" she said flirtatiously.
Isane laughed. "Nope." she said eager to see them come off.
"Alright then." Rukia said, rising to her feet to stand squarely before Isane. She began to pull her pants down but Isane had another idea and stopped her.
"Let me." She said softly pushing Rukia's hands out of the way.
Isane clearly wanted to assume control, and Rukia let her.
Isane rose to her knees now, her crotch still warm and sensitive and tingly, and slowly and gently pulled the fabric down and off of Rukia's body. She savored the moment, the first revelation of Rukia's body. Pants removed, she then paused and watched as Rukia stepped out of legs of the crumpled fabric on the floor, each of her bare feet making contact with the floor without making a sound. She thought to herself that Rukia moved with great elegance and delicateness as she took in the visual detail of her body, clothed now only by a delicate looking pair of black underwear. The blackness of the garment hiding what would otherwise be a visually noticeable quantity of moisture soaked into the fabric.
She pulled Rukia close now, feeling the body before her and with the proximity, the girls scent became apparent. Isane immediately recognized it for what it was. It aroused and attracted her and she, much to Rukia's pleasure, looked toward the source, and then mashed her face into it, making a long lick up her anatomy through the warm wet fabric.
She broke away and stood then removed the last of her own clothes. Then she took Rukia's hand and led her to the bed. She laid her down upon it climbed atop her and planted two kisses on Rukia's stomach.
Then she grabbed at the hem of Rukia's panties and looked up at her. Rukia nodded and Isane pulled them off. Then she gazed upon the flesh she had exposed. It was, as she expected, just as pretty as the rest of Rukia's body. But she didn't want to stare, and she knew Rukia's was looking at her, and she was already feeling nervous and a bit embarrassed so she went at it with her face. Its soft smell, its shine, and the fact that it was Rukia's all calling to her. Inches away and with her tongue outstretched slightly to meet it, the nervousness overcame her and she stopped.
"I-I've never done this before. I don't know what I'm doing." She said.
"You don't have to if you don't want to." Rukia said, rising up to her elbows and pulling away a bit.
"But I want to." Isane said crawling after her.
"Then, I dunno, don't overthink it, you'll be fine. In fact, how about this, do it the way you'd want me to do it to you."
"Ok." Isane said then looked back down at it, psyching herself up. Her visual inspections making Rukia feel very self-conscious and embarrassed as well.
"It's pretty." Isane commented looking at it with its inner lips protruding slightly. Their structure reminiscent of the petals of a flower.
"Thanks." Rukia said, her face pinkish too now.
Isane looked up and smiled then looked back down at it with its plump exterior.
"This is going to be quite a mouthful." She thought to herself as she moistened her lower lip and settled in closer. She looked up again at Rukia again for a moment then closed her eyes and dove in.
And it was quite a mouthful, a good one at that. She enjoyed experiencing a taste other than her own. The movements of her tongue and lips were slow and deliberate. It was more of a tactile inspection and an exploration than an act undertaken to please another. In fact she was so focused in experiencing the taste and feel of Rukia's pussy that she did not notice the way Rukia breathed in deeply upon contact nor the soft "ohh." she let out at the touch. But when Rukia let out a low growling moan of a "yesss" and grabbed her wild silvery hair in response to a slow upward lick, Isane remembered her goal and opened her eyes.
She repeated the motion again and again, slow, deliberate, and precise. She looked up and across Rukia's flat planar stomach and between the low lumps of her boobs to see her face, watching how Rukia reacted. As fun as this was for her, she took her work very seriously and was focusing very hard, trying to do a good job. She ignored the stirring in her own loins that doing this caused in her and focused in on Rukia's rhythms instead, following them. She had become in tune with the way she twitched, the way her grip on her hair increased and decreased and tugged at her roots depending on how hard she licked and where.
With every long lick her tongue pushed Rukia's clit back into its hood and gradually she focused more and more attention toward it despite how much she enjoyed hooking her tongue into the rim of Rukia's vaginal opening to feel its taste, muscular strength, and texture.
"Right there." Rukia said in a strained manner as she rather forcefully pushed Isane's face down and her own hips upward. It was a bit suffocating but Isane liked it and she happily continued to eat away.
Rukia grabbed one of her own boobs with her free hand, they wanted to be touched too, but Isane saw this and slapped her hand away, replacing it with her own. She grabbed the other boob too, allowing the full weight of her head to push into Rukia's crotch, and she massaged the soft little lumps with symmetric motions. Her thumbs flicking back and forth across the nub of Rukia's nipples. All aspects of her touch were gentle in execution though of sufficient pressure and force to drive Rukia over the edge, which Rukia announced in the most feminine of tone Isane had ever heard Rukia produce.
"I'm cumming!" she said, hips bucking and shaking against Isane's face.
Isane squeezed the boobs with firmness, holding the girl down as she came and she sucked her clit with similar force. She didn't lick it at all. She just sucked, holding on to it with the inward pressure. And after a solid moment of this, of feeling Rukia's body squirm and twitch below her, she finally let her go, releasing the mounds, and removing her lips from Rukia's vertical ones.
She moved with intention to kiss Rukia softly and say something to her, all romantic like and gentle, but Rukia had come down fast and with a grunt flipped Isane onto her back instead.
#Feisty.
And in a flash Isane found herself with her legs pushed back, her knees just about touching her chest and Rukia aggressively eating her out. It was shocking. She had never been in a position like this in the presence of another; legs spread so wide, everything out in the open and exposed. But it was for that very reason that she found it arousing. She liked Rukia's dominating forcefulness and goddam did it feel good too. While she touched Rukia in a manner that would best be described as polite and careful, Rukia touched her aggressively and with crudeness. It was erratic too. She'd jab her tongue deep into the opening of her vagina, suck at the elastic flesh of her labia and lick at her clit, head shaking and bobbing about as she did so. Her touch was a chaotic sensory barrage, and Isane simply laid back and took it, thinking to herself that this must be how it feels to chew 5 Gum.
But Rukia soon calmed a bit and she adopted a somewhat regular pattern. She included a bit more finger play as well and Isane came again shortly thereafter, just as intensely as before, her orgasm not unsubstantial.
Rukia crawled up the larger girl's body and in sharp contrast to her preceding actions kissed Isane softly and tenderly.
"I'm sorry if I got carried away." She said to a shivering and uncoordinated Isane. "I get a bit too excited sometimes."
"It's fine." Isane said. "I actually really like your aggression."
"Aggression." Rukia said finding that description a bit weird, then accepting it as accurate. "I've never thought myself to be aggressive."
"Oh. I didn't mean it critically." Isane said.
"I didn't take it as criticism. I took it as an interesting assessment. In fact it makes sense compared to how gentle you are." Rukia said causing Isane to blush with her typical and all too common embarrassment.
"Why are you blushing?" Rukia asked knowing full well the reason why while playfully running a finger across Isane's jawline.
"I don't know. Would you prefer it if I was more aggressive?" Isane asked.
"What! No. Never. You're perfect the way you are." Rukia said reassuringly and affectionately.
"So you enjoyed it!?" Isane said clearly surprised and underestimating herself.
"Oh yeah! You sure this is your first time?" Rukia said playfully.
Isane laughed and said yes, defending the truth of her claim and feeling quite flattered.
"I just wish you'd fuck me with those beautiful long fingers." Rukia said.
"Ok." Isane said then grabbed Rukia's ass, moving with clearly sexual intent.
"Right now!?" Rukia asked.
"Oh I thought you wanted me to." Isane responded.
"Well I thought you were done?"
"Oh I am done, I definitely can't handle any more of you right now. But if you want more of me I'll totally give it."
Rukia looked Isane in the eye, and then kissed her deeply, passionately, hungrily.
"Fuck me then." Rukia said, loving the fact that Isane was so eager to please her.
"Hai!" Isane said, ready, excited, and motivated then pulled Rukia down for a kiss.
Chest to chest, skin on skin, Rukia's body felt so comfortable atop hers. She was light, and warm, and she just kind of fit. Isane felt that Rukia somehow belonged on top of her. It felt so right and she was glad she decided to put out this night and make this happen between them.
And she did her thing, touching Rukia with the gentle deliberateness Rukia enjoyed. She ran her hands down the contours of Rukia's back. Feeling the bones, the ridges, and the muscle through her skin, then grasped her soft meaty cheeks again.
She dispatched two of her fingers to go in-between, accidentally grazing Rukia's asshole along the way eliciting from her a playful "ooh!" Isane chuckled softly and twiddled her middle finger about, tickling it. Rukia laughed. "You're not going to finger me there are you?" she asked jokingly.
"I will if you ask me to." Isane responded completely seriously.
"Heh, perhaps another day." Rukia said. She had never played with her own asshole before but considered it now and was wondering if Isane liked that kind of thing. Isane didn't, but the nature of this exchange understandably suggested it to Rukia.
"Ok then." Isane said in response then moved onward to massage the still moist area around Rukia's vaginal opening with her fingertips.
Rukia let out a deeper and more sexually charged "ooh" then resumed kissing her, rotating her hips upward to assist Isane in her efforts. And into the kiss Isane smiled, satisfied and proud in the knowledge that she was doing something very right, then thought to herself that the familiar anatomy of Rukia's body probably played a factor and was thus sexually advantageous.
She considered Rukia's advice from before, the advice to touch her the way she would want to be touched and decided that she wanted to hold Rukia, to wrap her body around Rukia's in a way that Rukia, due to her comparatively and objectively diminutive size, regrettably could not do for her.
So she withdrew her massaging hand and rose taking Rukia with her, the unification of their lips unbroken. Sitting up straight now, Rukia wrapped her legs around Isane's waist and her arms loosely around her neck. It was nice, the way Rukia clung to her so Isane decided to remain like this for some time, and play with Rukia's previously inaccessible boobs for a bit.
Rukia, enjoyed how Isane massaged her tiny little titties, one in each hand, and rolled the nubs of her nipples about between the middle joints of her index and middle fingers.*
But she soon stopped this, and relocated her lips to Rukia's neck, a hand to her pussy, and an arm to her waist.
She massaged the area around Rukia's clit, orbiting the center with her the tip of a finger, coaxing the little nub to come out to play.
And it did. So she played with it for a bit, making Rukia whimper with each deft touch. But Rukia had expressed a desire to be penetrated so before things went too far along Isane instructed Rukia to turn around.
Rukia did, though she did not know exactly in what position Isane wanted her, whether it be on all fours or something else altogether.
"Like how-?" Rukia asked as she turned herself halfway round standing on her knees.
"Juust like this." Isane said smoothly, wrapping her arm around Rukia and pulling her back toward her body and into her embrace, then reached down to spread Rukia's legs apart.
She wrapped one arm about Rukia's chest, and grasped a boob again and just held it, not moving her hand or her fingers about, not squeezing, just holding her hand in place there. She tickled Rukia's check with a nudge from her nose, then kissed her in the same spot, breaking away to look down at Rukia's face as she slid her hand down her stomach.
Rukia ran her hand across Isane's arm and looked up at her.
And Isane, holding the girls gaze, slid two of her fingers down past her clit, up and down across the groove between her inner and outer labial lips, and then plunged her fingers up and into Rukia with a smooth curl of her wrist.
Rukia groaned and rolled her head to the side, resting it against the pillowy mass of Isane's boob.
"Is it good?" Isane asked as she felt about Rukia's insides, flexing her fingers and stretching the girls flesh.
"Mhm." Rukia responded, losing herself in the feeling. Her own fingers simply weren't as filling as Isane's, no matter how many she'd try to cram in there, and things like this simply felt better when someone else did them, at least to Rukia they did.
Isane moved her fingers about inside her searching for that spot in her she'd rub and play with when she was alone, that rough wrinkly spot somewhere on the frontal wall of her vaginal canal. As she looked for it she wondered if Rukia lacked that region.
She slowed the movement of her fingers to a crawl and paid close attention to the textures she was feeling, and then she found it, it was smoother than she had expected, and in not exactly the same place. She started to rub and stimulate it, and Rukia's toes curled in response to the touch, but Rukia didn't want to be touched that softly, so she reached up and pulled Isane's head down to kiss her then whispered "Fuck me harder."
Isane complied pushing her fingers all the way in then drew them out, keeping the same forward curling pressure she was previously applying, and thrust them back in.
Rukia groaned in pleasure, lifting her leg up off the bed to help Isane use all she could of her fingers. And Isane did, and she loved it, so she moved the other leg as well, spreading it further outward without lifting it off the surface of the bed. This time Isane's fingertips brushed up against Rukia's cervix. She was surprised to feel such a comparatively hard and stiff ring like structure so she felt at it again to make sure she was in fact touching what she thought she was touching.
"Is that your cervix?" She asked.
"Yeah."
"And this doesn't hurt?" She said swirling her finger around it.
"No, well, yes when you push on it but it's the good kind of hurt. Don't worry, its ok if you leave me sore." Rukia said.
"Sore." Isane thought to herself finding the word extremely arousing in this context, then resumed and quickened the pace and forcefulness of her fingers.
Rukia writhed against her, becoming ever noisier as this went on, and Isane steadily continued to give her this pleasure. Rukia began to toss and turn about erratically now and Isane felt that she seemed to be forcing herself to endure it. So to both to finish her off and overwhelm her she let go of the titty she had been rhythmically squeezing, licked two of her fingertips like someone preparing to turn a stuck page in a book, and dispatched them to Rukia's clit. No ramp up, Isane touched it from the get go with rapidity.
"My… god.." Rukia said, strained and with what little strength she could muster.
"Just a little more." Isane said softly, encouraging her to hold on and take it which Rukia fully intended to do anyway.
And very soon thereafter Rukia felt herself tighten around Isane's unrelenting fingers, and a sense of panicked and chaotic overwhelming bliss come upon her. Her body jerked and twitched and she clutched and pulled at the sheets, pulling the fabrics underneath the mattress and absolutely fucking up the bedspread in the process.
She was clearly cumming, and she was cumming hard, and yet Isane did not stop. She kept at it and decided to keep at it until Rukia begged her to stop. And so as Rukia's movements became more violent, so did hers. The thrusting of her fingers was audible now and forceful enough to rock Rukia's hips up and down, bouncing the smaller girl on the mattress. The twitching of her other hand enough hurting her own wrist.
Rukia could only endure for a couple moments more, moaning, whimpering, breathing raggedly, but finally it had become too much.
"I can't! It's so! Please…" she said hurriedly feeling so overwhelmed.
And so Isane stopped and Rukia let out the softest sighing moan. A moan that sounded like her lungs were deflating.
Then she just lied there, her body and her grip upon the sheets limp and loose.
So Isane wrapped an arm around her and held her close. She brought her fingering hand upward intending to savor one last taste of Rukia for the night. But Rukia, lost in the moment assuming the fingers were intended for her intercepted. Taking Isane's hand into her hands and guided the fingers into her mouth, breathing haggardly and strongly through her nostrils as she suckled upon them.
Isane was amazed. At first sad that Rukia had stolen the privilege of licking the fluids off of her fingers she soon instead felt quite turned on by the display. She didn't know what to do or say so she just decided let her have them for as long as she wished.
Satisfied, Rukia let the fingers go, and said a soft "Thank you."
Isane wrapped her second arm Rukia around her and just held her, close and secure, and whispered the word "Always."
Rukia smiled. She felt so satisfied and comfortable, and she knew in that as far as proximity to Isane was concerned in moments like this, she forevermore wanted to be the little spoon.
She ran her fingers up and down Isane's arm, the arm about her chest and smiled a warm smile. Then Isane began to speak.
"And like that, my virginity is gone." She said.
Rukia laughed "And are you satisfied with its loss?"
"Mhm. I expected it to be terrible, clumsy, and awkward. This though, this was amazing."
"Good. Though it often goes as you expected, it doesn't have to, and I'm glad that it didn't."
"Yeah." Isane said a bit distantly in her pondering tone.
"More importantly however," Isane continued. "I have you."
Moved by the sweetness, Rukia turned her head upward to kiss Isane on the cheek and said "And I have you too."
They looked into each other's eyes and smiled. Then kissed each other, softly, tenderly, sweetly, and lovingly. Then laid down face to face with each other, together with almost as much physical closeness as their previous arrangement, and softly caressed and kissed each other for a period of time. Finally they slowed when the haze of sleepy tiredness came over them.
Isane's eyes brightened up though and she said "So, about those dumplings…"
"Oh god I'm so hungry but I'm so tired I'd rather just sleep instead." Rukia responded.
"Nonsense. Just wait here. I'll take care of it. I'll take care of you." Isane said then popped up out of the bed, found her plain white undies on the floor, pulled them and only them on, then bouncily strode out of the room, Rukia watching it all. She returned about a minute and a half later moving with the same bouncy liveliness with which she went to find Rukia on all fours, crawling around the bed and fixing the sheets as lazily as she could possibly manage. Her face was toward the headboard and thus Isane was presented with a nice view of her butt, clad in her plain black panties which she had put back on while Isane was gone.
She stopped in her tracks when the image met her eyes so she could take it in, then proceeded on into the room.
"Nice outfit." She said upon arrival at the bed.
"Wh- oh." Rukia said then laughed. "You too." she said looking at Isane in her white briefs.
Isane smiled, appreciating the compliment then got in bed.
"Here we are." She said placed the warm Tupperware container along with some napkins in the spot on between them then said "Itadakimasu!"
"Itadakimasu." Rukia repeated, wondering what she did to deserve a girlfriend as cute as this.
And so they ate to their fill then fell asleep in the each other's arms, cozy, comfortable, and satisfied. Happy with the events of the afternoon and the evening that had transpired between them. Happy to finally be together.
. . .
*Proximal Interphalangeal Joint