Siuan looked like a sleepy kitten first thing in the morning. Moiraine leaned over to kiss her on the temple as she awoke. Went to make the tea. She was in danger of getting used to this. Their night together had been wonderful. Siuan had let her explore her body as slowly as she liked. First with the light off to assuage her nerves. Moiraine was on the alert for any hint of impatience but none was forthcoming. When she felt brave enough, they switched on the lamp so she could seek out every fascinating corner. There was a birthmark on her thigh, a dark smudge that looked like a tea stain. She marvelled at the sinewy lines that Siuan imprinted in her bed, the bold slither of her sleek limbs, the neat tangle above her thighs. Her scent was salted. It had taken Moiraine a long time to pluck up the courage to approach the other woman's most intimate shadows. She lay down and closed her eyes as her heart raced at the thought of possessing someone. She wasn't sure where to put her hands. Siuan guided her. Moriaine looked and did as she was bid and spread her thumbs across the yearning flesh. She studied it for a while, tracing her gaze over each line and crevice, needing it to make sense. How had Siuan managed to wring magic from her? She lay her hands flat and started licking.
'I can hear you thinking' laughed Siuan. She placed Moiraine's hands under her thighs and tightened her grip. She could tell that when Moiraine applied herself to something, she would be determined to do it well. Even if she'd never done it before. She was a bit too serious, needed to lighten up a bit. Siuan thought back to the way Moiraine had finally unreleased herself the night before. It had taken her a lot of energy to let herself go. Siuan spared a thought back to her first time, clumsy but fun. It wasn't until later that she'd had the full effect with someone else, had she realised that it could be so much better. Sex needed to be worked at, it took time and patience to find out what made the other person tick. Siuan had learned patience. The reward was double the pleasure.
She was feeling it now. Moraine was lapping like an earnest kitten, willing to please. Siuan was going to give her a lesson.
'Ready to make me lose control?'
She felt the answering nod and gently wound her fingers through the silky hair, gently pulling it tight to cradle the other woman's head. Positioning her legs and hips up, she gently pressed Moiraine's willing mouth towards her. Enfolded in inky darkness, Moiraine shut her eyes once more and listened to Siuan's encouragement, letting the sensation of the gentle kneading of her scalp and stroking of her hair spur her on. She took a breath, plunged in and tried to engage the imagination she knew she lacked. She could only think of licking an ice cream. She lay her tongue flat against the swollen flesh and swirled it around, up and down, finding spots she hadn't known existed. She knew she was woefully ignorant about her own anatomy, hadn't done the hippy dippy thing at looking at herself in a hand mirror as suggested. She wasn't sure what to expect. She shook her head. She hadn't realised that the soft moaning was coming from her.
In between gasps of pleasure, Siuan queried a response. Moiraine nodded and carried on. She angled her face in further and didn't stop to think about anything else but pleasing Siuan. She followed the finger that tapped a spot or two, concentrated on alternating strokes of her tongue, moving her head to a rhythm she didn't recognise. Siuan was groaning every so often, breath stuttering in delight, trying to slow it down. She was halfway to the promised point, couldn't wait to climax. Moiraine was taking it in her stride, she'd barely stopped to breathe. Siuan reckoned she could handle more. She wasn't as delicate as she looked. Her moans were not of protest. Her tongue was curling up, getting closer to slipping in. She thrust her tongue up inside her, as far as she could reach, wishing she could make it last. Gripping Siuan's thighs up, she tried again and again. Siuan rocked above her with a shout. Moiraine lifted her head up to take several breaths. Her heart was beating wildly, in a triumphant throb. Siuan wiped her chin, slipped her thumb into her mouth. Moiraine sucked it greedily, eyes closed. She may have fooled others about her apparent lack of interest but there was desire in her. A very curious desire. It had burned very low for a long time. Siuan recognised that in her. When she opened her eyes, they were of the bluest sky. Siuan pushed her head down roughly.
'Suck' came the command.
Moiraine darted her tongue out to trap the fluttering clit in her mouth, did as she was told. She revelled in the order and sucked harder. She realised now that it was about trust. She hated taking orders from people. She resented it. Even doing what most of her family told her to do, chafed on her. She knew she didn't trust many of them. But Siuan was different. She wanted to trust Siuan and wanted to satisfy her. She gulped as Siuan started shaking, her climax rising to a husky scream. It sounded glorious. She kept her head and mouth still and waited, breathing heavily. She knew now that she could never take a man in her mouth, knew she would choke. She knew she'd struggle with reciprocating but the way that Siuan had checked that she had felt safe, had reassured her, spurred her on to intensify her technique. She counted in her head until Siuan's thighs released her, a hand threading through her hair soothingly. She took a breath, realising her face was wet. With anyone else she would have been repulsed, humiliated. Siuan would wipe her skin tenderly and kiss her.
'Good girl.'
Moiraine's moan was needy, thirsty for praise. She felt like she was on the brink.