A couple days later I was up late on my scroll. Everyone had fallen asleep a long time ago. Blake was down on her bunk for the first time in days and I could hear her slow, even breath from my bunk. I could just imagine smelling the sweet licorice scent that came with it. I leaned off my bunk to look down at her. She looked so peaceful, lips apart like she was expecting a kiss, eyes closed and ears twitching. One hand was wrapped around her waist and the other was off to her side at an angle, her fingers hanging off the edge of her bed.
I really wanted to kiss her.
It was probably really dumb, but I just needed her to know how much I cared about her, even while I was asleep. I slid off my bunk as quietly as I could, the balls of my feet touching the ground first to make even less noise. I decided now would be a good time to snap a few pics we could laugh about in the morning before I kissed her.
Selfie time!
I a pic, getting the both of us in it. I was making a goofy face and pointing at her. Then I took another with my tongue sticking out at her. A few more pictures and I decided the last one would be of the kiss. I leaned over her bed, lips just above hers. I looked up at my Scroll to make sure the angle was just right. I was just about to snap the picture but-
Are her eyes open?
She put a hand over my mouth and turned, flipping me up and over her and trapping me in the corner where the bed met the wall. I'd dropped the Scroll somewhere on the bed.
She smirked, looking at me with curious eyes. "That was easier than I thought it'd be," she whispered.
"You saying I'm easy, Belladonna?" I whispered back at her.
Blake leaned in and softly brushed her lips against mine. I tried to catch her lips in a kiss, but she pulled away and brushed them against my chin instead. Her hand came up to cup the side of my face as she gently pulling me closer to her. Her fingertips lazily played with my earlobe.
I placed a hand in the dip of her waist, and looked into her eyes. In the dim light, I couldn't see too much of her, but I could feel so much through her thin yukata. It was the same one I'd met her in. Her free hand played against my chest, sliding the pads of her fingers against my shoulders and sliding a cotton strap of my tank top down. I loved the way our bodies fit against one another like puzzle pieces. It was just such a nice feeling. She hooked a leg around mine, thighs so warm against my own. Finally, she brought her lips back to mine to kiss me, but she did it so quickly I didn't even have time to kiss her back. Her lips slowly made their way further down my jaw, and planted themselves right against my throat. She kissed and nipped for a really long time. My heart was beating so fast, my breath locked in my chest and I could do nothing but bite my lip to stop from whimpering. It took every ounce of willpower I had to stay quiet. Her rough tongue worked liked magic against my pulse and I held onto her as if she were an anchor in a hurricane. I shuddered as her free hand walked itself down my stomach and coyly make its way down my shorts.
We've never gone this far!
I could hear a soft giggle come from her throat, followed by the softest purring as she lazily made little hearts against my thigh. I could feel just how humid she was making me. Her fingers ran through golden fuzz and I was suddenly so self-conscious about her hand in my pants but way too turned on to care. I screwed my eyes shut and gripped her even tighter, trying to brace myself and give in all at the same time. Her nails slowly grazed their way through the fuzz and a single fingertip found its mark, slowly circling my clit.
"Ng!"
I felt her ears twitch and she pulled away. I opened my eyes and watched her bring her hand to her lips and suck on the offensive fingertip like some sex goddess. "Easy," she whispered playfully.
I could do nothing but blush. I was so turned on and desperately needed more, but there was no way she could touch me again without starting something we wouldn't be able to stop. I curled up into a ball and she was the big spoon for a change.