Asleep #2
It was different this time, as if Thea could taste her intentions in the kiss, or maybe feel the intensity of it in the way their lips pressed together, the way they parted and locked as one, tongues slipping out to meet.
Heat made Thea lightheaded, sensation fluttering down her body and coalescing in her core.
Her cheeks were surely ten shades of lavender at this point, but she didn't care as she tangled a hand in Aaryn's long pink hair and tilted her head for a better angle.
Thea tugged a little harder than she meant to, and a weak gasp spilled from Aaryn into Thea's mouth.
"I want you too, you know."
Twenty shades of purple now.
Thea gripped Aaryn’s hips and walked her back toward the bed. Their steps were clumsy, excited, and they laughed as they stumbled before finally breaking the kiss to arrive safely. Aaryn sat, bouncing into place, her hair so long it fell over her shoulders and pooled on the bed.
She stared up at Thea, lips bitten, cheeks flushed, eyes darkening, and Thea swore she resembled a siren just then, her gaze the summer fields she could lose herself in. She followed her to the bed like a dragon to a sunbeam.
Aaryn parted her legs to make room for her and Thea sank between them, a hand landing in the pillows to hold herself up.
"I want you more. All the time," Thea said as she leaned over her.
Aaryn shook her head, and Thea watched her chest rise as she drew in a deep breath. "I want you m—"
"Aaryn." Thea kissed her, their lips melting together, learning each other anew. "You're the only one I'd ever kiss like that," she breathed. "Okay?"
Aaryn's eyes widened, which in their half-lidded state meant they opened a normal amount. Then she nodded. "Okay."
"The only one I want, yeah?" she pressed. Thea wrapped an arm around her waist, tugged her closer until she could feel the heat of Aaryn's body against her own. "Shall I prove it?"
Aaryn’s arms were folded between them, and she grasped at Thea's shirt. "I'd like that," she said, looking awfully proud of herself, before their lips crashed together.
And Thea couldn't—didn't want to—argue with that, their tongues twining as they bravely explored each other's mouths.
Gone were the shy, unsure kisses. In their place were soft hums and gasps for air only when positively required for sustenance, because as much as Thea would argue otherwise, she could not survive on Aaryn's lips alone.
When they parted for breath, Thea trailed her mouth to the side, dragging her lips along Aaryn's cheek, her jaw, and Aaryn tilted her head to give Thea more access.
The floral musk of her was heavier here, at her pulse, behind her ear.
She nipped at the thin skin of her throat and reveled in the sounds she earned.
Aaryn's hands squeezed Thea's hips, then roamed over her back, and Thea wished more than anything that their skin was touching.
She could make that wish a reality, she realized, and changed direction, lips roaming and kisses dropping into the dip of her collarbone until her shirt was in the way.
"Off," Aaryn said, a demand more than a suggestion, and a husky one at that.
Thea smirked, sat up, and loved the weight of Aaryn beneath her, the seat of her thighs plush but firm. A princess in a tower no more.
Thea wanted her so terribly, her fingers practically shaking as she fumbled with the buttons. Eventually she remembered how they worked and managed to slip them free, baring pieces of Aaryn bit by tantalizing bit.
Her flushed pale skin, pink from the heat trapped within Aaryn—that is, if it was anything like the fizzing warmth beneath Thea's own skin. The pert roundness of her breasts, rising and falling with each rushed breath. A soft stomach, hips that begged for Thea's hands around them.
Aaryn sat up, and Thea pulled the shirt from her arms, but she would not fall back to the mattress until she had rid Thea of her own.
Thea barely swallowed a moan as she followed Aaryn back down, letting her arms collapse her until they were chest to chest. The collision of their skin was addictive, comforting, titillating all at once.
Aaryn kissed her, hands tangling in her short hair, fingers brushing over her horns, making Thea gasp. It gave Aaryn pause, and she pulled away. "I always found these so cute. And I always knew you would hate that."
"M'not cute," Thea mumbled, lips meeting with each syllable, breath coming harsher from the loose grip Aaryn held on one of the small points.
"You're certainly changing my mind," Aaryn said, and dragged two fingers up the short length. Thea bit her lip against the moan that wanted to spill out, and Aaryn's mouth curled in a grin. "Oh, this is fun," she said.
Thea groaned in exasperation and kissed her again, sliding a hand between them to cup Aaryn's breast, eager to feel the sharpness of her nipple against her palm and rewarded for her payback with a pleased hum.
"I want to hold onto these while you're between my thighs," Aaryn said suddenly, tightening her grip on one horn, and Thea choked at the imagery and the ghost of sensation.
"I suddenly find myself wanting that too," Thea said, and placed a kiss against her lips before sliding lower. "But I also want this," she added, nipping at Aaryn's throat. "If I leave a mark, would that satisfy you? If I let everyone know you are claimed? They'll all know by whom."
Aaryn laughed and clutched her tighter. Thea brushed her smile into Aaryn's skin and sucked until it was reddened with her claim. Then she did it again, deeper into the curve of her shoulder.
With each mark, Aaryn skated her hands over her skin, her horns, to her chest. Thea's stomach dipped as Aaryn rolled a nipple between two fingers, and as she shifted lower she felt the dampness between her own thighs.
Aaryn moaned as Thea finally reached her chest, curling her lips around one straining peak. She swiped her tongue and stroked a thumb over the other as Aaryn grabbed at her shoulders. She tasted warm, like clean skin and the honeyed lotion bars they used.
"I’m impatient, Thea, please," Aaryn breathed, and no words had ever sounded sweeter from her lips.
Thea smiled against her skin and glanced up to find Aaryn's eyes dark and half-lidded as she gazed down at her. She was powerless to resist—not that she tried very hard, mind you—and shifted south. She drew her path in kisses, hoping to make Aaryn feel… desired. Precious. Cherished.
Because she was all these things to Thea.
Who also wanted her to feel a little desperate, half as crazed as she made Thea when they were dancing around one another. There was no more dancing. They were colliding.
Thea marveled at every inch of her bared, plush thigh and long leg, her cute knees—can knees even be cute? Aaryn managed it somehow.
When Thea laid between her thighs again, Aaryn’s glisten caught the low light of the glowing lamps, and arousal pulled taut in her core.
"These you can't show to anyone," Thea told her, lowering her mouth.
"But you'll know they're here all the same," she said before digging her teeth into Aaryn's thigh, the flesh giving way just enough for Thea to leave another mark.
Aaryn's stomach concaved, her breasts swaying as her breath caught high in her chest.
"You're a tease," Aaryn decided, and Thea chuckled warmly before brushing a finger over her, through the curls, parting her lips. She was flushed and waiting and Thea's mouth watered at the slick of her, the way her hips jerked in anticipation.
Thea planted a hand on her hip, holding her in place as she stroked her thumb over her nub. Aaryn gasped, a high, whiny pitch, and Thea wanted nothing more but to hear that sound again.
In fact, it became her new mission. Thea lowered her head, lapping at her teasingly. Her taste on Thea's tongue made her groan, the sound buried in Aaryn's flesh.
Skies, she'd been dreaming of this since she'd felt Aaryn so wet against her fingers.
She went back for more, laving her tongue over her clit, shifting her other hand to feel the way her stomach tightened with the tension.
She listened to Aaryn's breaths, her cut-off moans, to learn which flick of her tongue felt the best. When she sealed her lips and flicked quickly over the bud, Aaryn bucked against her, that whine spilling from her lips again.
But it wasn't until Thea slid a finger inside her that Aaryn remembered her own promise, and curled a hand around Thea's horn.
The touch speared south, arousal buzzing through Thea, her cunt fluttering in desire, hips rolling into the bed to chase friction that was hardly there. Relief was found only in the blankets bunched beneath her.