[ Kazuha snorts a little laugh, not quite shitty again. Not yet anyways. She gets distracted with kissing Mei, before she gets a chance to answer, but she's not really that bothered by it, to be honest. Rather, she focuses on it, sighing out a softly pleased noise at the press of lips, sweet and soft. And of course Mei's lips are as soft as they look - she's always thought they would be, ever since they sat in that closet and never got to experience it.]
I've had plenty of time to practice. [ On Mei's teammates, to varying degrees of success. On the random girls that have approached her, shyly or confidently alike. On rival schools' girls, fleeting hookups that won't even have repeat performances. Just because Mei's the one that lures in boys, tangles them around her little finger until they bend and break the way she wants them, doesn't mean that she's the only one that's been around.
It also, admittedly, doesn't mean Kazuha's completely immune to it. The fact she's here now is evidence enough of that. She's had years to tune the bulk of it out, just for her own sanity, but god - it's hard to ignore some of the traps she lays for the opposite gender. She's just as susceptible to pale thighs and swaying hips when Mei's in a mood to show off what she's got. ]
Wouldn't surprise me if you did. [ She dips her hand, just enough that her fingers slide against her inner thigh, rubbing her thumb, slowly, along the bottom edge of the panties. Just a little further and she could slide it into them, just against the curve of her body. ] But I don't think the kitchen is the best place to really appreciate how you dressed up.
[ ugh, that's an unpleasant thought. mei's totally aware of kazuha's actions--pot, kettle, et cetera--but as of right now, she hates the idea of it. her fingers curl just a little tighter around kazuha's. it'd be minuscule to someone who wasn't observant, but mei doesn't really care if she knows--this is hers to keep, and mei hates sharing.
still, it doesn't ruin the mood at all, mostly because mei is definitely guilty of doing the same thing and partly because mei's just as into kazuha as vice versa. the crush that happened came on quick and strong, as mei realized she was allowed to like her best friend and therefore pounced on it. she's hot, her voice familiar and warm in her ears, the skin of her palms leaving a trail like heated coals down the nearly translucent freckles on her thighs.
plus, that tempting finger makes her arch a little towards her, as if she can guide her hand exactly where she wants it. mei's used to getting what she wants in bed, too, and though she doesn't huff, her lips purse a little as she gives a light tug to kazuha's hair. fine, let's play that way.
her hand curls a little tighter, and she tugs her head down to talk in her ear, sultry, dripping, totally purposeful. ] I put this on for you, and I'm expecting you to take it off of me. As soon as possible.
[ she finishes it with a nip to her earlobe, letting her showy confidence take over for any nerves as she pulls away and gives her a sweet, innocent smile. ]
[ It's cute, the way that she can tell it ruffles Mei a little. But they're both guilty of the same thing, and they both know it, so Kazuha leaves it alone besides that.
Even if the idea that Mei is getting greedy over her, too, gives her that same little thrill as touching her does. She wants to follow the arch of her body, to push the flimsy material out of her way and curl her fingers deep inside her. But she's not going to do that in the kitchen, not for the first time. The Narumiyas are so elusive in their own home that she imagines she'll get plenty of future opportunities for it, but for right now...
Right now, she wants to take each and every piece of clothing off Mei, and show her how it's really done.
First, though, her eyes close immediately in response to the tug of her hair, the tightened hold she has on it, her eyebrows twitching a little and her lips parting. It's no secret to literally anyone that Kazuha's been with that she likes her hair pulled, but this is something else entirely, especially with the feeling of teeth to punctuate it. She can't help but laugh, as her eyes flutter open again, and she draws her hands back. ]
If that's what the princess wants. [ Drawling, but she moves to scoop her up, exactly like the princess she was crowned as back at prom. Benefits of practically growing up here - she can make her way to Mei's room, fast as anything, while also going to steal another kiss, just as greedy, tongue swiping her bottom lip. ]
[ now that was a good face. limited experience or not, mei's own guidance to attractiveness locks right onto the way kazuha's mouth falls open when she pulls her hair. she mentally catalogues that one away for later as she lets go, slowly, moving when kazuha gets away from her.
(and mourning the loss of warmth from it, just a little.)
it figures that kazuha might be a little of a tease--color mei unsurprised--but that's fine. the anticipation just leaves her wanting more, and as kazuha scoops her up, she goes easily, throwing both of her arms around her shoulders to steady herself and curling her fingers just lightly in the curls near the base of her neck. she looks for all the world like a pleased cat until kazuha kisses her, and then some of it melts off as she opens her mouth into the kiss almost immediately, a pleased purr rising out of her throat.
seriously, her room couldn't be further away. mei ends up leaning forward just a little where she's being supported, wanting to chase that kiss immediately, her dainty little toes curling up as she returns the favor. ]
[ At this point, Kazuha has waited long enough for this to happen, so she's really not that concerned about hiding her reactions from Mei. Especially not when she knows that Mei can take what she's learned with boys, and adjust it, once she's been given enough time, to everything that they'll do together. She's not even a little bit worried about it.
But she's definitely interested in what she'll get to do to her. She kisses her - contemplates just saying fuck it and dropping her on the couch, like some cheap porno - and returns that purr with one of her own, fingers curling where her hand rests just behind her knee, so far away from where she wants to be. Just a little further down and she could be sliding along her thigh again.
Just a flight of stairs and a jaunt down the hall, and they could be doing more. So Kazuha gets moving, her shoulder bumping the doorway on the way out of the kitchen, but it gives her some guidance, a gauge of where she's going, as she splits her focus between kissing Mei, languid and wet, and getting them to her room. ]
[ mei can't help but giggle when kazuha bumps into the doorway, a little giddy and delighted (and also always looking for a reason to make fun of her best friend.) it gets muffled into the kiss and suits the light, playful mood of this entire interaction. that's something mei loves about kazuha: she never has to be anyone but herself here. putting on a mask or a facade is useless, because kazuha will always see through it, and the same goes for the other way around.
it's nice. a part of mei almost wishes she'd realized this sooner.
still, she's not the busy one here, so mei happily focuses on kissing kazuha, making sure to make it really good, gently tugging her lip with her teeth and sucking lightly on the tip of her tongue, kicking her feet gently on the other side. it feels good, is starting to percolate a warm heat in her stomach, and mei's a little impatient too when her toes touch the door first and she practically kicks it open.
[ Even Kazuha can't stop a laugh, because it's infectious and not even a little bit of a problem. Sometimes laughing during sex is a turnoff, but it definitely isn't now, where Mei's cute giggles are hers to have - both in the kiss and just in general, Mei is hers to have - and it's. It's natural, really. They can fight, and banter a little too far below the belt sometimes, but this is good, and she likes it. She'd take more of it any day of the week for the rest of her life, probably.
Disgusting. She's loved her best friend for so long without thinking this was something she would get to have.
The corners of her mouth twitch up a little, but it's not much, not when she gets distracted by the drag of teeth and how she sucks on her tongue. It's only when Mei pretty much kicks the door open that she breaks the kiss, because she winds up laughing. At least it's only a few, long strides to the bed before she can gently deposit Mei on it, up against the pillows, only to follow after her. ]
[ mei's butt hits the bed softly, and she scoots back a little when it does, her fingers finding her extra soft sheets (organic cotton, only the best for narumiya mei) to give her a little traction as she scoots back into the pillows. by the time she's comfortable, kazuha's already moving down towards her, and mei reaches up to throw her arms around her neck, immediately moving her thighs apart to make room for her.
it's comfortable. it's not weird. all mei wants in this moment is to kiss kazuha, to feel her over her, hot and warm, and sure, there's some logistics stuff that mostly feels like a gray area to her at the moment, but mei ignores it in the favor of the girl in front of her.
besides, she's not just going to be distracted from kissing her so easily. mei pulls her right back down, hands moving back to the front to hook in her hoodie and pull her down for another kiss. the pace doesn't slow at all, relentless and hot, and mei arches up into her, nonverbally asking-- can you keep up with me? ]
[ That's a perfect invitation for Kazuha, and she's happy to take it, nestling comfortably between Mei's thighs as she's brought back down, her hands bracing against the bed on either side of her as she gets situated. Part of her knows that Mei isn't completely sure of what's going to happen, but she's got that covered, even as she kisses her again.
Maybe she doesn't have a dick to grind down against her, but she slides forwards on her knees, getting the tops of her thighs under the bottom of Mei's. Once she's settled and comfortable, she lets her knees and her abdominal strength hold her above Mei, freeing her hands, making it so she can scoop her face up and kiss her.
In response to the question, she rocks her hips forward at the same time she sucks softly on her bottom lip. ]
[ whatever (small) hangups she had about this situation have mostly seemed to evaporate. mei's happy to let those worries get lost in the press of their lips together, taking the time to slow down and actually enjoy the sensation. kazuha's a good kisser, which isn't that surprising--mei can recall a seven minutes in heaven party where she left a girl in a closet for ten minutes because she couldn't stand up straight after--but it's one thing to hear about it, and another to experience it herself.
not that mei's going to be needing to wait around to get her footing, anytime soon. her kisses are sure and passionate, the swipe of her tongue confident when she rubs it against kazuha's. even still, the soft suck gets a noise out of her, quiet and breathy into the kiss, her eyebrows knitting together as she easily gets comfortable with kazuha over top of her.
plus, that grind feels pretty good. mei arches underneath her, her other hand dropping down to get a palmful of kazuha's (really, pretty perfect) ass and pull her forward to do that again, please. ]
[ Kazuha can't help but sigh softly through her nose with the swipe of Mei's tongue, because it's - good. It's perfect, really, the kiss and everything about the moment itself, and she's happy to fall into it. Her thumbs sweep over her cheeks as she kisses her, wet and hot, even when she drags her forward. It makes her hum a little in response, tongue curling against hers, but she doesn't resist it, and instead grinds up against her a second time.
And then back into her hands before forward again, encouraging.
They both have experience with this that they could boast. Mei's kisses are just what she was thinking they'd be, all these years. It makes up for all the time spent kissing her fellow cheerleaders and other girls, revolving around Mei but never quite having another moment like that moment in the closet during the middle school party. It all feels worth the wait, though. So she can't really complain. ]
[ that's starting to feel pretty good. the heat of friction between them is just increased when mei tugs kazuha forward--she likes being able to manhandle, to boss around, and in the bedroom is no different. it's a whole new dimension of a relationship for her with kazuha, and the tension that's been between them this whole time has quickly become undeniable.
it's good to get a release for it--though it does make her want to go a little faster.
therefore, mei's as impatient as ever. she doesn't pull away from the kiss immediately, chasing after kazuha's tongue, but her hands slide up from her butt to ruck her tanktop up, clutching in the fabric to try and get it off of her. right now, it's in the way.
(mei never thought she'd want to see another girl naked. she's learned a lot of things about herself in the past few months.) ]
[ With one last lick into Mei's mouth, and an excruciatingly slow drag backwards from it, like she can take the kiss with her, Kazuha sits up. She can shrug out of her hoodie no problem, and does, just letting it fall back behind her, all the while her hips moving, but - the tanktop has to go, because she has to get more skin on skin.
It means taking her hands off Mei's face, too, but it's a sacrifice she's willing to make. Especially so she can take her tanktop off, arms criss-cross in front of her to do it. Her spine arches forward as she does it, body a taut curve.
She's maybe showing off a little, probably. Kazuha knows they've seen each other naked plenty since they were kids, but this is different, and she's going to give Mei a show in the process.
There's nerves about it, but she pushes them down, tossing her shirt off the side of the bed. Her bra's nothing fancy, but by some twist of fate it's not a sports bra, like some higher power was looking out for her when Mei shot her a booty call. ]
[ the loss of warmth is noted, but it's not overall terrible. mei enjoys the kiss as she pulls back slowly, and takes her sweet time with her, only fully pulling away when kazuha moves all the way back. mei drops down onto the bed, hair fanned out underneath her, arms still halfway up near her head like she can resume exactly where she left off when kazuha comes back, and settles back to watch her.
mei's totally aware she's showing off, but she definitely doesn't care. in fact, she's just fine with it, and mei reaches out and absently runs a finger up the sharp line of her stomach, up to her ribcage as she returns to toss the shirt back, and back up to her chest. it lets her sit up as she does so, and if kazuha's looking, she'll noticed her eyes have darkened--that she subconsciously licks her lips.
her expression's delighted, a little dark and happy, and she puts her hands on kazuha's waist, rubs them down, and then ducks up to kiss her again. ]
[ It takes a little angling of her head to keep her glasses on when she takes her shirt off, but by this point in her life she's pretty used to it. Changing with her glasses on, or tearing her shirt off when she's with someone, it doesn't really matter - she just has the experience now to keep her eyesight in just about any situation. She'll probably take them off soon enough, especially with what she has in mind, but, for now, she wants to see Mei's face.
And she's glad that she keeps them.
Her eyebrows twitch up a little when she catches the little swipe of her tongue, sitting back on her haunches easily as she lets Mei's touch roam where it likes. It causes her skin to prickle a little, a thrill going up her spine. Especially with how dark her eyes are, like a mirror of her own, and that's. That's good. It's reassuring, and those nerves ease, especially when she kisses her again. There's no hesitation to return it, even if it gets a little hungrier than it was before, one hand supporting her in the small of her back, the other cupping her face again. ]
[ mei definitely likes that she can tell she's having an effect on kazuha. it's kind of unusual--she's used to everything bouncing off of her like rubber--but mei's not complaining about it one bit. the darkness of her eyes, the suddenly hungrier kiss..it's nice. it's nice to feel loved, to feel wanted. mei's never had issues with that up until this point, but she's only just now starting to dig at the depths of how far kazuha's feelings actually go, and it's making her feel warmer inside with each little bit she chips away.
besides, she's into her too. it's probably pretty obvious, but mei's not playing her cards close to her chest here. she tilts her head up into the hands on her cheeks, kissing her back with plenty of fervor, and her hands wander back up from her waist and back down, like she's getting use to the softness of her skin.
right up until she grabs her ass and smacks it for good measure.
mei grins against her mouth: to the end, she's a little shit. ]
[ Kazuha could hide it. She could tuck it away, just like she did for years and years, since she was twelve and they were literally in a closet together. There's every chance she could play it off. But she just - she doesn't want to anymore. Not when what she wants is Mei. And she finally has her, now, body hot and soft underneath hers, and Mei wants her back. Mei is kissing her and touching her, and she's happy.
Everything leading up to this has been worth it. Everything leading up to their little dates, and them learning how to kiss one another, to touch one another, to just be together in a completely new way... everything leading up to that had been entirely worth it.
And the way Mei grabs and smacks her ass... well, if she's going to go around doing that, then Kazuha's going to give her something for it.
She lets her weight shift, thighs spreading wide where they rest underneath Mei's, and it's all abdominal strength that keeps her up, now. But it's still easy for her to rock down in a sinuous move, down from the line of her spine and into her hips, to grind against Mei directly. None of this rocking against each other and getting a little bit of friction. ]
[ oh--wow. that direct friction is definitely there. it's the combination of mei opening her eyes just time to watch kazuha rock down from shoulders to hips that really accentuates it, though, and mei ends up arching up underneath her, her back coming off the bed as she follows it through.
with the way kazuha's settled between her legs, it's easy just to pull them up and rest them on her waist, to try and get a little more of that. it feels totally natural, too, and mei moves her hands up from her butt to curl back in her short hair again, delicate fingers scratching at the skin of her scalp in her tight hold.
it's new, but it's not bad. mei likes it a lot, likes this intimacy, the way kazuha has touched her with this tenderness like it's something to be treasured. whether this was a long time coming or not, it's giving mei these soft ripples of heat in her chest, warmth, affection and fondness, the likes of which she hadn't really felt before--at least not like this.
[ Once Mei's got her legs around her like that, Kazuha rocks against her again, following heat that she can feel between her thighs and the friction that builds between them. But she wants more, wants to do more, and she cups Mei's face for a moment to kiss her deeply, eyes fluttering closed. It's exploration and teasing all at once, savoring how she tastes and feels, soft lips and the curl and brush of tongue together.
But not for long. As much as she wants to keep grinding against her, she just - wants something, that pops into her head. So she kisses her, cradles her face like she's something to be cherished, and then she pulls back. Even as she takes a deep, steadying breath, her eyes open again, and she focuses them directly on the girl she's been in love with since she was twelve. ]
I want to do something for you. [ The corner of her mouth twitches up, giving her a crooked grin, a little roguish. Because she has a lot in mind for what she could do for her. But there's also a lot of fierce affection in Kazuha's chest, built up with that heat, too. ]
Do it, then. [ mei's assured, confident. even if this situation is a little new--she's definitely never had a girl between her legs, never had the urge to kiss kazuha--mei is the queen of the fake it until you make it. in response to kazuha's crooked grin, she smirks back, leaning backwards on her elbows and licking her kiss bruised lips.
she makes a gesture, a slight wave of her hand. do what you will. ] Don't tell me you're going to chicken out now.
[ mei knows she won't, but. the lilt of a challenge in her voice is playful and familiar. if anyone was gonna chicken out here... ]
Oh, baby. [ She's all purrs in response to the wave of her hands, and Kazuha pushes the varsity jacket that she's got around her shoulders down, pools it into her elbows, just for something to touch, to explore. Mei is all soft skin, but, mm. She knows there's more in store for her.
So she just leans forward to give her a peck of a kiss on those red, red lips of hers, and then ducks in to kiss her jaw, her neck. It's all so she can make her way down her body, reaching her collar and stopping so she can suck a mark into it. (The first of many.)
When she pops off with a wet sound, she swipes her tongue over it. ] You don't have to worry about me. [ ♥ ]
[ mei's not shy at all about her figure. when the varsity jacket comes down, she just arches her back, practically putting herself on display for kazuha's wandering mouth. the underwear she has on is cute, and besides, she's hot. what isn't there to like?
her head tips back when she starts to chase kisses down her neck, to her collar, and mei reacts appropriately, a soft mmmm rising in pitch. that'll certainly leave a mark on her later (not that she minds), and mei smirks back down at her. that cocky tone is hot, too. ]
Better put your money where your mouth is, Kazuha. [ or i'll kick you out, her tone says. (like she ever would.) ] Don't you dare disappoint me.
[ A soft laugh puffs out of her, right against Mei's pale skin, but Kazuha just keeps moving down. She has to slide down, where she's nestled in between even softer thighs, but it's fine, she wants to be there, wants to make a home there. But, fine, if Mei wants her to put her money where her mouth is...
She slides her hands along again, tracing out the lace of that cute underwear, up and up, until she takes palmfuls of her chest on both sides, thumbs seeking out and circling her nipples. As much as she wants her to keep the jacket, she also really wants to take all this lace off and get a better look at her without anything between them.
[ oh, that's just fine. this touch gets a softer noise out of mei; her eyes flutter shut and her brows furrow just a little bit as she arches up into her fingers. truth be told, mei doesn't doubt kazuha even for a second. it's kazuha, after all. she's mei's favorite person for a reason.
lucky for her, too, the cute lacy bra is a front clasp, so her dreams may yet become possible. for now, mei arches up against the solid feeling of kazuha's stomach--it's not as good as the hot friction of before but it still feels nice. she lets her hands wander up as much as they can, just slightly restrained by the placement of the varsity jacket, and gets a hold of kazuha's hair, fingers curling in to the strands there to physically give her approval with a light tug. ]
[ A soft, throaty noise escapes her, entirely intentionally, when Mei tugs her hair. Kazuha has liked it with other girls, so it's no surprise she likes it here, too, but she has a job to do. When she sees the front clasp - hallelujah - she drags her hands in. Mei doesn't have a lot of cleavage, so she relies on pushup bras and padding a lot of the time, but the movement definitely gives it to her, and lets her loosen the clasp so she can undo it with a little teasing added to it.
And then it's all downhill from there.
She rolls her body down, another sinuous movement, to meet the way Mei arches against her stomach, but her attention is divided. Because the moment she gets her bra open, she dips in, dragging the flat of her tongue against the bud of a nipple where she's already rubbed lace against it. ]
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I've had plenty of time to practice. [ On Mei's teammates, to varying degrees of success. On the random girls that have approached her, shyly or confidently alike. On rival schools' girls, fleeting hookups that won't even have repeat performances. Just because Mei's the one that lures in boys, tangles them around her little finger until they bend and break the way she wants them, doesn't mean that she's the only one that's been around.
It also, admittedly, doesn't mean Kazuha's completely immune to it. The fact she's here now is evidence enough of that. She's had years to tune the bulk of it out, just for her own sanity, but god - it's hard to ignore some of the traps she lays for the opposite gender. She's just as susceptible to pale thighs and swaying hips when Mei's in a mood to show off what she's got. ]
Wouldn't surprise me if you did. [ She dips her hand, just enough that her fingers slide against her inner thigh, rubbing her thumb, slowly, along the bottom edge of the panties. Just a little further and she could slide it into them, just against the curve of her body. ] But I don't think the kitchen is the best place to really appreciate how you dressed up.
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still, it doesn't ruin the mood at all, mostly because mei is definitely guilty of doing the same thing and partly because mei's just as into kazuha as vice versa. the crush that happened came on quick and strong, as mei realized she was allowed to like her best friend and therefore pounced on it. she's hot, her voice familiar and warm in her ears, the skin of her palms leaving a trail like heated coals down the nearly translucent freckles on her thighs.
plus, that tempting finger makes her arch a little towards her, as if she can guide her hand exactly where she wants it. mei's used to getting what she wants in bed, too, and though she doesn't huff, her lips purse a little as she gives a light tug to kazuha's hair. fine, let's play that way.
her hand curls a little tighter, and she tugs her head down to talk in her ear, sultry, dripping, totally purposeful. ] I put this on for you, and I'm expecting you to take it off of me. As soon as possible.
[ she finishes it with a nip to her earlobe, letting her showy confidence take over for any nerves as she pulls away and gives her a sweet, innocent smile. ]
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Even if the idea that Mei is getting greedy over her, too, gives her that same little thrill as touching her does. She wants to follow the arch of her body, to push the flimsy material out of her way and curl her fingers deep inside her. But she's not going to do that in the kitchen, not for the first time. The Narumiyas are so elusive in their own home that she imagines she'll get plenty of future opportunities for it, but for right now...
Right now, she wants to take each and every piece of clothing off Mei, and show her how it's really done.
First, though, her eyes close immediately in response to the tug of her hair, the tightened hold she has on it, her eyebrows twitching a little and her lips parting. It's no secret to literally anyone that Kazuha's been with that she likes her hair pulled, but this is something else entirely, especially with the feeling of teeth to punctuate it. She can't help but laugh, as her eyes flutter open again, and she draws her hands back. ]
If that's what the princess wants. [ Drawling, but she moves to scoop her up, exactly like the princess she was crowned as back at prom. Benefits of practically growing up here - she can make her way to Mei's room, fast as anything, while also going to steal another kiss, just as greedy, tongue swiping her bottom lip. ]
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(and mourning the loss of warmth from it, just a little.)
it figures that kazuha might be a little of a tease--color mei unsurprised--but that's fine. the anticipation just leaves her wanting more, and as kazuha scoops her up, she goes easily, throwing both of her arms around her shoulders to steady herself and curling her fingers just lightly in the curls near the base of her neck. she looks for all the world like a pleased cat until kazuha kisses her, and then some of it melts off as she opens her mouth into the kiss almost immediately, a pleased purr rising out of her throat.
seriously, her room couldn't be further away. mei ends up leaning forward just a little where she's being supported, wanting to chase that kiss immediately, her dainty little toes curling up as she returns the favor. ]
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But she's definitely interested in what she'll get to do to her. She kisses her - contemplates just saying fuck it and dropping her on the couch, like some cheap porno - and returns that purr with one of her own, fingers curling where her hand rests just behind her knee, so far away from where she wants to be. Just a little further down and she could be sliding along her thigh again.
Just a flight of stairs and a jaunt down the hall, and they could be doing more. So Kazuha gets moving, her shoulder bumping the doorway on the way out of the kitchen, but it gives her some guidance, a gauge of where she's going, as she splits her focus between kissing Mei, languid and wet, and getting them to her room. ]
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it's nice. a part of mei almost wishes she'd realized this sooner.
still, she's not the busy one here, so mei happily focuses on kissing kazuha, making sure to make it really good, gently tugging her lip with her teeth and sucking lightly on the tip of her tongue, kicking her feet gently on the other side. it feels good, is starting to percolate a warm heat in her stomach, and mei's a little impatient too when her toes touch the door first and she practically kicks it open.
yeah. she needs to be on that bed yesterday. ]
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Disgusting. She's loved her best friend for so long without thinking this was something she would get to have.
The corners of her mouth twitch up a little, but it's not much, not when she gets distracted by the drag of teeth and how she sucks on her tongue. It's only when Mei pretty much kicks the door open that she breaks the kiss, because she winds up laughing. At least it's only a few, long strides to the bed before she can gently deposit Mei on it, up against the pillows, only to follow after her. ]
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it's comfortable. it's not weird. all mei wants in this moment is to kiss kazuha, to feel her over her, hot and warm, and sure, there's some logistics stuff that mostly feels like a gray area to her at the moment, but mei ignores it in the favor of the girl in front of her.
besides, she's not just going to be distracted from kissing her so easily. mei pulls her right back down, hands moving back to the front to hook in her hoodie and pull her down for another kiss. the pace doesn't slow at all, relentless and hot, and mei arches up into her, nonverbally asking-- can you keep up with me? ]
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Maybe she doesn't have a dick to grind down against her, but she slides forwards on her knees, getting the tops of her thighs under the bottom of Mei's. Once she's settled and comfortable, she lets her knees and her abdominal strength hold her above Mei, freeing her hands, making it so she can scoop her face up and kiss her.
In response to the question, she rocks her hips forward at the same time she sucks softly on her bottom lip. ]
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not that mei's going to be needing to wait around to get her footing, anytime soon. her kisses are sure and passionate, the swipe of her tongue confident when she rubs it against kazuha's. even still, the soft suck gets a noise out of her, quiet and breathy into the kiss, her eyebrows knitting together as she easily gets comfortable with kazuha over top of her.
plus, that grind feels pretty good. mei arches underneath her, her other hand dropping down to get a palmful of kazuha's (really, pretty perfect) ass and pull her forward to do that again, please. ]
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And then back into her hands before forward again, encouraging.
They both have experience with this that they could boast. Mei's kisses are just what she was thinking they'd be, all these years. It makes up for all the time spent kissing her fellow cheerleaders and other girls, revolving around Mei but never quite having another moment like that moment in the closet during the middle school party. It all feels worth the wait, though. So she can't really complain. ]
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it's good to get a release for it--though it does make her want to go a little faster.
therefore, mei's as impatient as ever. she doesn't pull away from the kiss immediately, chasing after kazuha's tongue, but her hands slide up from her butt to ruck her tanktop up, clutching in the fabric to try and get it off of her. right now, it's in the way.
(mei never thought she'd want to see another girl naked. she's learned a lot of things about herself in the past few months.) ]
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It means taking her hands off Mei's face, too, but it's a sacrifice she's willing to make. Especially so she can take her tanktop off, arms criss-cross in front of her to do it. Her spine arches forward as she does it, body a taut curve.
She's maybe showing off a little, probably. Kazuha knows they've seen each other naked plenty since they were kids, but this is different, and she's going to give Mei a show in the process.
There's nerves about it, but she pushes them down, tossing her shirt off the side of the bed. Her bra's nothing fancy, but by some twist of fate it's not a sports bra, like some higher power was looking out for her when Mei shot her a booty call. ]
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mei's totally aware she's showing off, but she definitely doesn't care. in fact, she's just fine with it, and mei reaches out and absently runs a finger up the sharp line of her stomach, up to her ribcage as she returns to toss the shirt back, and back up to her chest. it lets her sit up as she does so, and if kazuha's looking, she'll noticed her eyes have darkened--that she subconsciously licks her lips.
her expression's delighted, a little dark and happy, and she puts her hands on kazuha's waist, rubs them down, and then ducks up to kiss her again. ]
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And she's glad that she keeps them.
Her eyebrows twitch up a little when she catches the little swipe of her tongue, sitting back on her haunches easily as she lets Mei's touch roam where it likes. It causes her skin to prickle a little, a thrill going up her spine. Especially with how dark her eyes are, like a mirror of her own, and that's. That's good. It's reassuring, and those nerves ease, especially when she kisses her again. There's no hesitation to return it, even if it gets a little hungrier than it was before, one hand supporting her in the small of her back, the other cupping her face again. ]
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besides, she's into her too. it's probably pretty obvious, but mei's not playing her cards close to her chest here. she tilts her head up into the hands on her cheeks, kissing her back with plenty of fervor, and her hands wander back up from her waist and back down, like she's getting use to the softness of her skin.
right up until she grabs her ass and smacks it for good measure.
mei grins against her mouth: to the end, she's a little shit. ]
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Everything leading up to this has been worth it. Everything leading up to their little dates, and them learning how to kiss one another, to touch one another, to just be together in a completely new way... everything leading up to that had been entirely worth it.
And the way Mei grabs and smacks her ass... well, if she's going to go around doing that, then Kazuha's going to give her something for it.
She lets her weight shift, thighs spreading wide where they rest underneath Mei's, and it's all abdominal strength that keeps her up, now. But it's still easy for her to rock down in a sinuous move, down from the line of her spine and into her hips, to grind against Mei directly. None of this rocking against each other and getting a little bit of friction. ]
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with the way kazuha's settled between her legs, it's easy just to pull them up and rest them on her waist, to try and get a little more of that. it feels totally natural, too, and mei moves her hands up from her butt to curl back in her short hair again, delicate fingers scratching at the skin of her scalp in her tight hold.
it's new, but it's not bad. mei likes it a lot, likes this intimacy, the way kazuha has touched her with this tenderness like it's something to be treasured. whether this was a long time coming or not, it's giving mei these soft ripples of heat in her chest, warmth, affection and fondness, the likes of which she hadn't really felt before--at least not like this.
....it's really nice, actually. ]
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But not for long. As much as she wants to keep grinding against her, she just - wants something, that pops into her head. So she kisses her, cradles her face like she's something to be cherished, and then she pulls back. Even as she takes a deep, steadying breath, her eyes open again, and she focuses them directly on the girl she's been in love with since she was twelve. ]
I want to do something for you. [ The corner of her mouth twitches up, giving her a crooked grin, a little roguish. Because she has a lot in mind for what she could do for her. But there's also a lot of fierce affection in Kazuha's chest, built up with that heat, too. ]
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she makes a gesture, a slight wave of her hand. do what you will. ] Don't tell me you're going to chicken out now.
[ mei knows she won't, but. the lilt of a challenge in her voice is playful and familiar. if anyone was gonna chicken out here... ]
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So she just leans forward to give her a peck of a kiss on those red, red lips of hers, and then ducks in to kiss her jaw, her neck. It's all so she can make her way down her body, reaching her collar and stopping so she can suck a mark into it. (The first of many.)
When she pops off with a wet sound, she swipes her tongue over it. ] You don't have to worry about me. [ ♥ ]
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her head tips back when she starts to chase kisses down her neck, to her collar, and mei reacts appropriately, a soft mmmm rising in pitch. that'll certainly leave a mark on her later (not that she minds), and mei smirks back down at her. that cocky tone is hot, too. ]
Better put your money where your mouth is, Kazuha. [ or i'll kick you out, her tone says. (like she ever would.) ] Don't you dare disappoint me.
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She slides her hands along again, tracing out the lace of that cute underwear, up and up, until she takes palmfuls of her chest on both sides, thumbs seeking out and circling her nipples. As much as she wants her to keep the jacket, she also really wants to take all this lace off and get a better look at her without anything between them.
It's a conundrum. ]
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lucky for her, too, the cute lacy bra is a front clasp, so her dreams may yet become possible. for now, mei arches up against the solid feeling of kazuha's stomach--it's not as good as the hot friction of before but it still feels nice. she lets her hands wander up as much as they can, just slightly restrained by the placement of the varsity jacket, and gets a hold of kazuha's hair, fingers curling in to the strands there to physically give her approval with a light tug. ]
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And then it's all downhill from there.
She rolls her body down, another sinuous movement, to meet the way Mei arches against her stomach, but her attention is divided. Because the moment she gets her bra open, she dips in, dragging the flat of her tongue against the bud of a nipple where she's already rubbed lace against it. ]
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