Lemon Warning.
Aselith wasted little time. He took a step closer, his body still in the shape of Kirche's. Gently, he raised his hand and cupped Tabitha's cheek. She leaned into the touch.
"Let's make you a little more comfortable." He said, using his other hand to undo the clasp that held her cloak on.
As it fell to the floor, she brought her own hands up. One was on the hand against her cheek, the other holding Aselith's arm.
No, not Aselith. Kirche. Kirche. It was just Tabitha and Kirche. That's what she wanted, and that's what was being given to her, even if it was a lie.
Kirche traced her free arm down Tabitha's side, eliciting a soft moan from her. How long she wanted this, for her friend to look at her like this, to hold her like this. She wished this moment could last forever.
"The bed." She told Kirche.
Sadly, she didn't think she would be able to maintain the illusion in her mind if this dragged on for too long. Maybe she could. She would see where the evening took her.
Tabitha sat on her bed, then was moved back further as Kirche climbed on as well. Kirche smiled that gorgeous smile of hers as her hands pushed Tabitha down, her back against the bed. She licked her lips as a hand traced along Tabitha's blouse, deftly unhooking the top button, then the one below it.
Tabitha sucked in a breath. Kirche paused in undressing her to lean down, flowing red hair tickling the sides of her head. Her lips brushed against Tabitha's, before seizing them. It was pure bliss.
Kirche didn't stop there. She broke the contact, but quickly trailed her lips down Tabitha's jaw and neck, squeaks escaping the shorter girl's mouth. At the same time, Kirche continued to work on Tabitha's blouse, exposing more and more of her.
"So pretty~." Kirche said, reaching the bottom of Tabitha's neck. "Have I ever told you how pretty you are, Tabby~?"
"N-No!" Tabitha pushed against Kirche's head. "Don't call me that. Only Kirche…"
Kirche looked up at her, still smiling. "Sorry, Tabitha." She said, continuing as she was.
Maintaining this was harder than Tabitha realized, but Kirche…she was doing a good job.
With every kiss came another button undone until her blouse was fully open. The only thing that covered her top now was a brassiere, though she didn't actually need one. She wasn't like Kirche.
"Let's get this out of the way~." Kirche purred, working her hands on the sides strings of the garment in question.
While her hands were occupied, Kirche brought her face back to Tabitha, engaging her in another kiss. Her tongue circled Tabitha's lips before forcing its way in, causing Tabitha to moan. She wasn't sure how to act now. As much as she wanted to embrace Kirche, her hands fiercely gripped the bedsheet.
Kirche pushed herself up, a small string of saliva breaking from her lips. "Hungry, aren't we?" She whispered.
Tabitha couldn't respond. Her breathing had become heavy, almost difficult.
Kirche didn't wait for a response either. She just lowered her head again, positioning her head just above Tabitha's chest. Without her realizing it, her brassiere was already removed.
"Hnnh!" Tabitha clamped her hand over her mouth. It was pointless, as she already cast a spell to keep the noise in this room from reaching outside. What she did was purely reactionary.
The action that caused it? Kirche's warm breath against her breasts.
"So sensitive~." She got closer, her lips hovering dangerously close to Tabitha's exposed nipple. Her eyes, however, were toward Tabitha, staring into her own.
"Do it. Do it. Do it." Tabitha couldn't bring herself to say the words, no matter how much she wanted to.
"Ahh!" And she didn't need to. Kirche's tongue teased the nub, swirling around it and causing her to squirm. Then, when her lips completely captured it, Tabitha's mind nearly went blank. Her back arched involuntarily, only pushing it further against Kirche.
"Very sensitive~." Kirche released her, giving Tabitha only a second of peace before she began again. This time, she went to the other nipple while her hand caressed the first one, giving both of them attention.
Breathing was no longer automatic. Tabitha had to focus on the task, lest she pass out from the experience.
The minutes flew by, Kirche switching from one side to the other in irregular intervals, keeping Tabitha in suspense.
"N-No more…" It was only until she begged for Kirche to stop did she have a moment to think.
"Hm~." Kirche had a devilish look on her face. "I suppose we should move on to the next part~."
Tabitha didn't have the time to question what she meant. Her skirt was already being pulled down, her soaked panties exposed to the girl she loved.
"I see you're ready for this~." Kirche purred, kissing Tabitha's thigh as she pulled down one of her long stockings. Like earlier, she left a trail of kisses down Tabitha's leg as the stocking was pulled off. She repeated the same act on her other leg, leaving a final kiss on the bridge of Tabitha's foot.
"Now, then…" With a hand gently gliding up each leg, Kirche came forward. "Are you ready?"
"Yes." Once more, Tabitha couldn't get the word out. Kirche could tell what her response was, smiling seductively as her hands gripped the fabric around Tabitha's hips and pulled it down.
Before she knew it, she was almost completely exposed. The only thing she had left on was her blouse, but that only covered her arms at this point. Everything else was for Kirche to see.
"H-Hah…" Tabitha let out a haggard breath. Kirche didn't even start. It was just her warm breath against her womanhood that caused Tabitha to moan like that.
"Hnnh!" Again, her anticipation grew. Kirche brought her lips to Tabitha's thigh, giving a light kiss before tracing her tongue up along it. "Ah!" She ended the trail with a soft bite.
Tabitha was at her limit. She couldn't take the teasing anymore. She needed to feel…
"Kirche…" She breathed out.
The girl looked up at her with half-lidded eyes. Slowly, she brought her head toward Tabitha's privates. Her nose tickled against the soft blue hair down below, causing Tabitha to shiver in sheer delight.
Suddenly, Tabitha arched her back. Something warm entered her, causing her untold pleasure. Her legs were restricted, held in place by Kirche's hands. The loss of movement only added to the intense sensation she felt. She clenched her teeth, unable to properly vocalize it.
"Ahn!" With a shift from below, Tabitha found her voice, or what passed for it. Her back braced against her bed, arms out and hands clenching the sheet beneath them.
"K-Kirche!" Tabitha was up again, Kirche's assault on her most tender area leaving her body unsure how to respond.
It didn't matter how she reacted. It didn't matter at all. The only thing she wanted was for this night to never end.
Author's Notes:
Yep. That was a lemon. I don't usually write these, but I figured I could use a little more practice. As such, here you go!