“I can’t…I can’t believe that this is actually happening.” From Satsuki’s voice, it was hard to tell if her words were from a shameful desperation, or a joyful celebration. After all, it was difficult to concentrate with her sister’s mouth across her slit. The older girl’s body stretched out a little more, her long legs sweeping to both edges of the bed and almost shyly exposing more of herself. With a deep blush lining her features she gazed down at the mop of black and red hair nestled in between her thighs, the source of nearly every conflicting sensation going through her in that instant. “Y…You’re a madwoman.”
“Big words from someone that’s enjoying herself so much.” Ryuko replied, though her voice was muffled by the taste of Ryuko’s entrance. With a wicked gleam in her eyes she gazed up at her, and when she saw the almost timid tremor through her sister’s face Ryuko couldn’t help but draw forth more of it. It was with a wicked smile that she pulled her mouth from Satsuki’s slit, her lips still marked with her sister’s nectar. As she drew forward to the older girl her hand finally lowered, giving a slow, sweet pet to Satsuki’s folds just as she drew her mouth dangerously close. Though she had been servicing her for the past few minutes they hadn’t yet kissed, and now Satsuki was faced with the final taboo as her sister’s mouth inched closer and closer to her own.
When Ryuko spoke, her lips were close enough to Satsuki’s own that she could feel a drop of nectar strike her; a bit of delight cleaned from her folds. The intimacy sent shock waves through her, and a shameful blush to cross her features as she heard Ryuko’s words beckon in an irresistible tone.
“Kiss me.” She purred, before leaning forward and stealing from Satsuki the chance to say no.