Holy crap, the second part after all this time! :D Lol. A bit shorter.

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Imperceptible

part two

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"Stay still, Chikane…" Himeko whispered, her breath caressed the sensitive shell of her ear and Chikane shivered, the sensations Himeko created were unbelievable. She wondered how Himeko managed to…change without her knowing. But Chikane couldn't complain when Himeko brought her pleasure—white, hot, bone-deep pleasure that made her ready for more, even with the faint fatigue she felt.

Himeko's hands held her hips, and she could feel Himeko's heat press against her behind. But the slick sounds she heard, too, was new for her—then she realized Himeko hasn't reached release and was just as wet as her. A whimper escaped her mouth at the thought, she wondered how Himeko would taste on her tongue and the image of Himeko crying out in the throes of passion came unbidden into her mind. Then Himeko's left hand trailed from her hip and slipped under to caress her pelvis lightly, Chikane shuddered, the light touch was a mixture of being tickled and a hint of what was to come.

A sigh there, when Himeko's hand drifted to the band of her panties then a small whimper here when her hand rubbed lightly—just the barest pressure felt like an electrical current running through her body. Himeko was playing her body like a finely tuned instrument and she wasn't going to end this in discord. Chikane knew she could easily roll over and trap Himeko on the floor, beneath her body weight but something within her wanted to be dominated. If years took them to realize their feelings were mutual, then they would make up for lost time—Chikane groaned, as a mischievous finger dipped down and traced her slick labia, swollen and heated with arousal. Wherever Himeko's finger touched, a fire thrummed under her skin, waiting to erupt.

"Now you're ready enough, it's time for your punishment, Chikane."

Himeko was obviously affected as much as her by the thought of Chikane writhing under her touch and Chikane arched her back, hoping for more contact on the ache that came back. Himeko pulled down her panties, sliding them down lithe legs and Chikane gasped at how much the air contrasted to the bare heat of her pulsing sex. Chikane gazed at the ceiling with glazed eyes, knowing by the faint brushes of Himeko's silky hair sliding along her torso that Himeko would torture her with the promise of release until they were both desperate.

She wasn't prepared for the sudden assault on her sex as a tongue dipped in, then swirled around her erect clit. Himeko's hands gripped her thighs then slid under her to grab her ass for more leverage and her back arched, her abdomen contracted to the overwhelming pleasure. Her hands weaved through golden locks, gripping tightly to pull Himeko's mouth away as sobs and a mixture of moans and whimpers escaped her mouth.

"T-Too sensitive, H-Himeko—"

But Himeko didn't listen, once again swiping her tongue through wetness and Chikane nearly screamed for Himeko to stop teasing and fuck her. Even if the f word wasn't what she used heavily, in that moment, it seemed appropriate. Her breathing was ragged and the very air around them was humid, her bangs stuck to the sides of her face and even the slight breeze from the open window helped. But it didn't cool down the fire that licked at her insides, if anything, Himeko's tongue made it spread further until she was ready to fall over that edge.

"God, Chikane, I think I'm addicted to you." Himeko murmured, caressing Chikane's wet sex with a finger, and pushed it in slightly, feeling the contractions pulling her in deeper. It was a new sensation Himeko never felt and her curiosity grew when she curled her finger, pushing against the soft, spongy area inside Chikane. And Chikane arched her back, her mouth open in a silent scream as her body shuddered with the bliss of her orgasm. Himeko smiled, pulling out her finger slowly and sucked on it. The taste of Chikane exploded in a burst of color in her eyes and she moaned, licking her soaked hand to get Chikane's juices.

Chikane groaned, catching Himeko lick her finger like it was a popsicle. The sight alone made her blood boil and her desire rise but she was feeling tired to act on her those base, primal urges - to take Himeko again and again until they passed out.

"Go to sleep, Chikane…" Himeko said, pushing back strands of hair stuck to Chikane's face, back. "I'll be here when you're awake."

Himeko's voice lulled her to slumber as she nodded off, feeling Himeko's warm body curl to hers from behind.