Title: refresh
Rating: E
Fandom: Nights of Azure
Relationship: Arnice/Lilysse
Wordcount: 941
Short summary: Lilysse shuffles Arnice into the bath, saying she wants to try something.
“What’s up with you tonight, Lilysse? You seem a bit more…” Aggressive? Assertive?
When Arnice returned home, she hadn’t minded being shuffled into the bath. The warm water did wonders for washing away her sweat and the tension in her body. Lilysse’s presence in the bath too was no issue; Arnice doesn’t mind the space constriction as long as it is with Lilysse. Whether they sit facing each other, knees and feet touching, or if Lilysse straddles her like she is currently doing tonight…
“I want to try something.” Lilysse reaches out with her fingers to push Arnice’s hair back behind her shoulders.
“Go ahead,” Arnice encourages. She’s not concerned when Lilysse’s fingers press down onto her shoulders or start trailing down her front. When they stop at the top of her breasts and start pressing…
“Wait, your hands are…ah…”
Lilysse is not merely touching Arnice’s breasts. No, she is massaging them, like dough she is trying to turn into bread…
“I’ve wondered if…” Lilysse murmurs as she continues to push, prod, pinch, rub… Every time her thumbs brush against Arnice’s nipples, she elicits another gasp. The nubs are hardening, the heat is pooling…
“…They could swell as big as…”
And Arnice can only focus on trying to keep her body still and upright. Her back is flush against the side of the tub, her hands are braced against the bottom of the tub, and her feet are…
“And if I use my mouth…”
…Flailing a bit as she reacts to Lilysse’s mouth sucking on her left breast. It’s both exciting and terrifying.
“Don’t…bite…” Because if Lilysse accidentally ingests some of her blue blood… As much as the pleasure from Lilysse’s actions is stirring up her blood, the danger is…
“They’re swelling even more now!”
“Lilysse!” …Being ignored as Lilysse playfully bites down on Arnice’s left nipple. Thankfully only lightly, and with a confident expression indicating she is in total control, with no danger of breaking through skin.
“Your breasts are beautiful, Arnice. I can’t stop myself.” Lilysse laughs softly, mouth moving off Arnice’s left breast to give attention to her right one.
“But yours are…”
Every protest of Arnice’s is quickly countered. “Because you are beautiful,” Lilysse declares. “Every part of you.”
“Lilysse…”
Arnice gives up on arguing. Of course she still thinks Lilysse is the most beautiful woman in the world, that she pales in comparison to Lilysse. But if Lilysse finds Arnice beautiful, wants to worship Arnice’s breasts with her hands and her mouth to prove her feelings, then can Arnice really deny her? Can Arnice ever truly deny the woman she loves?
She really can’t…stop moaning, stop moving. Her legs are only held in place by Lilysse’s weight, Lilysse’s knees managing to keep them bracketed. Every little nip, every little suck… Arnice never thought breasts could be so sensitive. Maybe the warm bath water is contributing, but…
“Let go, for me?” Lilysse’s mouth moves up to kiss Arnice’s collarbones. “I love you so much, Arnice.”
Arnice tilts her head down, searching for Lilysse’s mouth with her own. “I love you too, Lilysse.” She finally captures Lilysse’s mouth, finally has a moment to reciprocate. When the kiss breaks, she reaches up with her hands, grabs onto Lilysse’s hips. “Let me…”
“No.” Lilysse pulls away. “I’m taking care of everything tonight.”
Faced with that stubbornness, Arnice sighs. “…Alright.” She gives Lilysse a smile. “Do what you want.”
“I’m going to continue until you come.” Lilysse moves her mouth to suck at the cleft between Arnice’s breasts. “My dear Arnice.”
And to make Arnice come, Lilysse’s right hand moves down Arnice’s left side, across her hip, down to her crotch. A finger breaches her opening, touching that sensitive spot. The shock of pleasure that travels up her body is more intense than usual for a first touch, likely due to everything that has come before. Arnice feels so hot she wonders why she hasn’t come yet. But she’s on the precipice; just a bit more, yes…
“Lily, I…”
“Come for me, Arnice.”
“I…ah…ah!”
Arnice is panting, her heart beating rapidly. If Lilysse’s mouth wasn’t so distracting, if Arnice didn’t feel like her back might start melting into the bathtub, she’d push back for more friction, to finally…
“Ahhhhhh!”
With one extended shout, Arnice finally releases. Not only does the heat disappear, but all of her stress leaves as well, stress that she hadn’t even known was inside her. That must have been what Lilysse had seen, why Lilysse had insisted… The realization makes the feeling of warm affection inside Arnice swell up once more. She attempts to reach out to Lilysse, to bring her in closer, but she’s too tired. Thankfully Lilysse is an expert at reading her body language and brings her mouth to Arnice’s for an extended kiss.
“Mmph…” It’s nice and comfortable, the mutual conveyance of affection through a press of lips to lips. As Arnice is not particularly coherent still after her orgasm, this is the best she can do for now. Perhaps later…some other day…she can return the favor. But for now…
“Thanks.”
“Always.”
She’ll take the guiding hand helping her out of the bathtub. She’ll take soft kisses, gentle touches. She’ll take the press of a soft towel against her skin, the slow rhythmic brushing of her hair. She’ll take every sign of affection, no matter how big or small. And when they are ready to lay horizontal, to close their eyes and sleep, she’ll take hold of her beloved’s body in her arms, and keep it there until they travel to the next day, refreshed and ready to tackle it in whatever way.