Amaranthine

Kennedy wrapped her arms around Lira from behind, just below the redhead’s breasts. The spatter from the frying meat probably would have hurt, were it not for her link with Cait, still going strong all the way across the city. Using that same link, she locked her arms, and reached out to turn off the burner. She picked up the smaller woman, who kicked and squealed as Kennedy brought her to the couch, falling forward and pinning her.

She loosened her arms enough that Lira could wiggle around to glare up at her, adorably.

“So, you’re going to tell me what the fuck that was, earlier,” Kennedy stated, watching Lira’s glare shift into insecurity before she dipped her head to kiss at the hollow of the redhead’s neck. Lira always had the salt of some workout or another on her skin, she spent enough time at the gym it just never really went away.

She let out a little ‘eep!’ at the touch of Kennedy’s lips, and a soft moan as she let out her tongue to get a taste of her preferred brunch flavor. Lira’s fingers gently stroked at the back of her neck, until Kennedy nipped hard at the soft skin she’d been kissing.

“Start talking, babe,” she said, parting her lips to suck softly at the bite mark she’d left.

“Hard to focus, wanted this…” Lira’s breath was aleady fast and heavy, just from the little teasing Kennedy had done.

I know you did. I did too, I just couldn’t.

“Try,” she commanded. Since she’d begun to explore her sexuality, she’d found she really liked being in control. Except with Cait, but Cait tended to be the exception to everything. She knew it was probably just one more defense mechanism, but looking down into Qi’s eyes as she rode the dragon’s tongue had turned her on more than anything ever had. Shit, even Cait looking to her for approval before doing anything with the dragon sent a tingle through her womb, although she suspected that was a different fetish acting up.

“You said I was yours yesterday,” Lira gasped, as Kennedy moved her lips to the other side of her neck.

“You are,” Kennedy responded, and it felt so good to have the words feel true.

“It was the first I’d heard of it,” Lira said, an edge entering her voice that had nothing to do with them fooling around. Kennedy’s eyes shot wide and she shot up, pain written on her face as she met Lira’s gaze.

“What?” she asked, “Lira, we just had a foursome.”

“God, I know….” Lira said, her cheeks flushing, somehow embarrassed now, despite never being so during said wild sexual escapade. “This sounds so stupid in context, Kennedy but…. Physically, this is the most I’ve ever gotten from you, right now, those kisses on my neck. It just…. I don’t know. It felt like both of us were with Cait, but—”

Kennedy shut her up with a kiss. The big blonde in question had said Lira tasted like cinnamon, and she was right, but she didn’t wear lip gloss. The licorice Kennedy wore mixed with Lira’s flavor, making a cocktail that might not have been enticing elsewhere, but was intoxicating when it was theirs.

They both put years into that minutes long kiss. Kennedy, years of lust, and love she hadn’t been able to act on. Lira, years of affection and passion so deep that the fact it seemed unrequited was almost physically crushing. Kennedy might not have been a good kisser yet, but there was something to be said for enthusiasm. For need.

“—but you wanted us to be together,” Kennedy said, finishing Lira’s sentence, half forgotten by both of them, lost in their shared breath. She rested her forehead on Lira’s opening a link between them more fully than she ever had. The bright emeralds of Lira’s eyes filled with flecks of her gold, not being overtaken like when she ‘rode along’ but a mix that she hoped made her own look half as beautiful. “Do you know why I agreed, when you told me about your stupid, clit-brained, perfect little scheme, babe?”

Kennedy let all those years of longing, frustration, fear and love flow into Lira alongside her words, and watched as those gorgeous green-gold eyes filled with tears.

“It was because it was a chance, Lira,” she said, as the first of her own tears hit the girl’s cheek. “A chance to be with you. Not her. Y—”

Lira grabbed her head, pulling her across the inch between them into a greedy, sloppy, sob-filled and wonderful kiss. Then they were laughing, and Lira caught Kennedy’s lower lip between her teeth, the remnants of tears making her eyes sparkle rather than shine. Kennedy giggled as Lira let her lip snap back into place against her teeth.

“Bad girl,” Kennedy purred, bringing her thumb to Lira’s lips. Her paramour accepted it between them, the new sensation making her breath hitch. Then Lira softly bit the knuckle, before clenching almost tight enough to draw blood. Kennedy gasped, wrenching her thumb free and grabbing Lira’s jaw. The girl stared up into Kennedy’s manic face with eyes that sparkled in defiance and anticipation.

Kennedy felt electric. This beauty, the love of her life, probably, completely under her power, daring her to do whatever she wanted. Barely able to stop her breath from coming in rough gasps, she brought her lips to Lira’s ear.

“Help me take your fucking clothes off,” she commanded, and then they were moving. Lira brought her arms down to strip off her sports bra, her perfect perky tits popping free. Kennedy took a second to bite hard at one of the girl’s stiff pink nipples before bring her teeth down to pull at Lira’s waistband. She realized quickly that was too advanced for her, and just yanked at the fabric as Lira impatiently wiggled out of them.

She’d planned on more foreplay. This was special, after all, the culmination of years of longing. That also meant, however, her willpower was a pretty flimsy dam compared to everything it was holding back. So, as Kennedy sat back on her knees, Lira’s leggings held in one hand, with that beautiful, juicy pussy flowering in front of her…. Willpower didn’t win.

Kennedy tossed the leggings behind her head, diving between Lira’s legs tongue first. Lira gasped as Kennedy’s tongue entered her slit, tasting the ambrosia she’d hungered for since she was a teenager. Kennedy felt Lira’s fingers soft on the back of her neck, stroking at the stray strands of her hair.

She couldn’t get enough of her. Her taste, her scent, the feel of her most sensitive skin on her tongue, the way Lira’s legs shook, tensing and squeezing her head when Kennedy found a sweet spot. She ate like she’d never get to again, and then redoubled her efforts when she realized she would get to again. Lira was hers now. Finally, she was hers.

Kennedy felt Lira’s legs grip tight around her cheeks. She wasn’t ready for this to be over, but had it on good authority Lira had more than one orgasm in the tank at any given time, so her lips curled into a smile before she moved them up to suck at Lira’s clit.

Fuck it, lets make the first one memorable.

She brought a finger to Lira’s entrance, gathering the mix of spit and arousal they’d made there. Then, she moved it down quickly, sliding the lubricated finger into the tight heat of Lira’s ass. The girl’s breath caught and her back arched, her body going almost completely still as she came. The only movement Kennedy could feel was the ring of her asshole pulsing around her finger as she stroked the wall between it and Lira’s pussy.

Lira was never down for long though, and as her aftershocks subsided she grabbed a handful of raven hair, pulling Kennedy’s face up to her own. Kennedy grinned, closing her eyes for a kiss, only to have them shoot open as she felt Lira’s tongue run along her jaw, chin, and circle her mouth. The redhead’s pretty green eyes were rolled back nearly all the way in her head as she savored her own flavor off of Kennedy’s face. Almost as an afterthought, she pulled Kennedy’s mouth to hers with implacable force, sucking her tongue into her mouth and treating it like a lollipop.

Holy shit, I broke her, Kennedy thought, before Lira’s eyes finally cleared. The redhead grinned, and Kennedy let out a distorted ‘eep!’ as Lira gently bit her tongue. Then, and Kennedy couldn’t say how, Lira was on top of her, holding one of Kennedy’s arms tight against her back and pushing her head hard against the couch cushion.

“So, got you feeling curious about anal, huh?” Lira hissed into her ear, breathing like she’d just run a marathon. “Well, honey, you picked a good teacher.”

Lira let her head free, but kept her arm locked in place, even as Kennedy gently struggled. She knew with Cait’s strength she could break out, but… she kinda liked the way it felt. She felt Lira’s free hand snake around to her front and unbutton her jeans, while her teeth caught the back of their waistband. Unlike Kennedy, Lira had no trouble using her teeth to drag the garment just below Kennedy’s plump, creamy white cheeks.

The girl held her there, and Kennedy could feel Lira’s hot breath against her ass, knew she was just looking at her. When she felt Lira’s hand grab one of her cheeks, spreading it wide, she actually let out a little moan at the thought Lira was just laying there, appreciating the view of her asshole.

“Mmm, what was that wink supposed to mean, babe?” Lira asked, and Kennedy felt an embarrassed blush join the rest of the blood heating her face. She knew her eyes hadn’t winked. “I think it meant you want a kiss….”

Kennedy bit her lip to hold back an embarrassing moan as she felt Lira’s hot, wet, lips make contact with her butthole. She couldn’t hold back very long, as her long-untouchable love began to make out with her ass as sloppily and passionately as they’d been kissing earlier. Kennedy buried her face in the couch, breathing coming heavy, grabbing handfuls of the cushion while her head went crazy.

The sensation was entirely new, and she knew she fucking loved it. Honestly, even as her arousal rose, she didn’t think she’d be able to cum like this, but that didn’t stop it from feeling amazing. Apparently Lira anticipated that, as she slid a hand under Kennedy’s stomach to gently rub at her clit as she finally slid her tongue into Kennedy’s ass.

That finally got the gutteral moan she’d apparently been searching for, and she rubbed Kennedy’s clit firm and steady while she tonguefucked her asshole as deep as she could go. Kennedy arched her back, resching for Lira’s head, pressing her into her ass, pussy sopping from the smug hmmmm Lira’s tongue translated into her ass at Kennedy’s arousal. Less than a mintue later, Kennedy’s heart felt like it was going to burst and her vision exploded into white.

Across the city, Cait staggered back, dropping the enormous rock she’d been about to load into the truck.

“You good?” Qi asked, an eyebrow raised in question. She got a grin and suspiciously flushed cheeks in response.

“Yeah, uh, I think Lira just made Kennedy cum so hard it almost knocked me out.”

Kennedy came back to herself with Lira tapping on her hand on the back of her head. She released the pressure she’e been putting on her, and Lira pulled her tongue out of Kennedy’s asshole with a wet ‘pwah…’, she laid her head back down, kissing at the inside of Kennedy’s cheeks as she caught her breath.

“Hah… let’s see…” Lira gasped, but Kennedy could hear the smile in her voice. “Cuckquean, baby Dom, total buttslut… hah… what kinks don—”

Kennedy flexed her cheeks, basically slapping Lira in the face with ass. Lira invalidated her reprimand by motorboating Kennedy’s clenched cheeks. She slapped one playfully.

“Flip over babes, I didn’t lust after you for years to let you cum once and leave,” something in Kennedy responded to Lira’s tone of command. She rolled over, biting her lip and watching Lira pull her jeans the rest of the way off like she was a present on Christmas morning.

Looks like Lira missed ‘Switch’ on that list….

She didn’t think Lira was going to be able to resist heading straight back down to her pussy, and with the way the girl’s eyes were locked between her legs, she was right that it was a struggle. But, unlike Kennedy, Lira was experienced enough to know her lover was still buzzing from that climax, and further attention down there would be more pain than pleasure. She compromised, bringing her tongue to Kennedy’s inner thigh and running it up to the softest skin just before Kennedy’s pussy, just enough to get a heady tongue full of her arousal.

She left her pussy alone then, kissing up Kennedy’s soft abs to her breasts, licking up the underside before pulling a nipple into her mouth. Her short fingernails stroked along the line her tongue had traced on her inner thigh, and her eyes flicked open, those glittering greens locking on Kennedy’s as her tongue flicked gently at the soft flesh in her mouth. Kennedy let her breathing steady as much as it was going to, stroking her fingers along Lira’s spine while she enjoyed the girl’s gentle attention.

After a few minutes, Lira let Kennedy’s nipple fall out of her mouth, pulling herself up to replace it with Kennedy’s tongue. While Lira kissed her, deep and soft, she felt the first finger slip inside her. It hurt a little. No one had ever been in there… consensually, and she was still sensitive. But she was glad that, 1. She didn’t panic as it happened, and 2. It was Lira taking Kennedy as her own in return.

The redhead caught her wince, and moved only gently as Kennedy got used to anything being in there, doing her best to focus on Lira’s lips and tongue dancing with her own. It wasn’t long before the heat started to rise again between her legs, and the slight irritation turned to a warm pleasure. Her half of the kiss had become more heavy breathing than active participation, and Lira moved her lips down to her neck.

Looking up at the ceiling, loving life, Kennedy felt the emotional equivalent of a slow clap coming from Cait. She couldn’t say ‘wish you were here’, but tried anyway, even if it was a lie. Lira and her had needed this. Closure, of a sort, even if it was only closing one era of their relationship so a better one could replace it.

She groaned as the heat and pleasure between her legs became more insistent when Lira beckoned inside of her, pressing the heel of her palm to Kennedy’s clit, rolling it in firm, steady circles. As her own breath hitched, she felt Lira stop kissing her neck, and knew those glimmering green eyes were taking her in, watching the place where Lira dipped into Kennedy, quickly bringing her back to climax.

When Lira felt her start to shake again, she propped herself back up, covering Kennedy’s mouth with her own. Their kiss had a different flavor now, still uniquely their own, but now the taste of their shared lust than the candy mix of their lip gloss. Kennedy savored it as her best friend, her lover, brought her to orgasm one more time.

Lira kept stroking her as she came down, finally pulling her finger out and pulling it to her own mouth. Kennedy smirked as she watched her suck on it hungrily.

“Straight from the source, next time?” she asked, to a moaning nod from Lira. The redhead took her finger out of her mouth, cuddling her head into Kennedy’s neck and throwing her arm around her waist. Despite how exhausting it’d been, it was only like 10 a.m., and sleep wasn’t coming.

All the better. I want to enjoy this feeling.