Suddenly, silently, Faux was on her knees astride her roommate, the naked surface of her inner thighs rubbing against Cracky’s abdomen and her hands placed to either side of the ginger’s head. In turn, Cracky ensnared her fingers into the bobbed locks of blue velvet enshrouding her lover’s face and pulled the nude girl into another kiss, this time considerably more urgent than the last, and yet so soft and sweet just as before. A hot, tacky moisture pressed against the mound of her pelvis just above the apex of her thighs, grinding, flesh on flesh as Faux lowered herself until the contact between them was as complete as it could be. The blue-haired girl felt hot against the bare skin of her naked stomach, achingly rigid nipples crushed against Cracky’s own breasts bringing another half-whispered moan of sensation that Faux drank up with an eager tongue.
“I’ll never let you forget,” came the reply at last as they lay, nose to nose, bodies pressed together intimately with their hands enwound about one another, words breathed barely audible into Cracky’s left ear. “I promise.” Lips closed around that sensitive lobe and sucked.
Sensations gradually blurred and melted into something warm and wonderful. Cracky let herself drown in it all; the perfectly sweet taste of her lover’s tongue, warm breath tickling at her tender skin, fingernails drawing invisible feather-light scratches down her arms and breasts, the warm, sticky feeling resting on the mound of her pubis lewdly spilling over her lower abdomen. Faux seemed to know every trick, how to stimulate every part of her in ways even she herself had not known, until a vibrant longing sang through her bones and made her skin tingle from head to toe.
She had expected that slithering tongue to travel on downward as it had been so doing, down to the cloth that now felt so very insubstantial, and yet so stifling on her, concealing her most intimate parts from her lover’s gaze. But no, Faux had circled once, around the shallow indent of Cracky’s navel top to bottom and back again, and, with such slow and deliberate action that it seemed utterly lewd, her lips had hidden the false orifice from view in a passionate kiss. Her tongue had probed at that slight, narrow dip between the muscles of Cracky’s lower torso and brought a fresh wave of ecstasy all too readily voiced.
That was when it turned from deliciously peculiar to sublimely weird.