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It started out innocent enough…mostly. They were relaxing in the warm water when she started teasing Lune. Her fingers brushed against Lune’s side under the water. Scooting closer to whisper all the things she wanted to do to her into her ear. Nibbling on said ear to stop her from thinking too much.
So she isn’t surprised when Lune eventually gets fed up with her teasing and crushes her mouth against hers.
Sciel giggles into Lune’s mouth, then gasps as Lune growls and bites her lip before soothing it with her tongue. She moans loudly when Lune grasps the back of her head, threading her fingers through Sciel’s hair, and tugs.
“Yes,” Sciel hisses out when Lune moves to kiss her jawline.
Lune sucks on the corner of her jaw as she makes her way down Sciel’s neck, nibbling every so often, enjoying the breathy moans it pulls from Sciel's mouth.
“I should tease you more often,” Sciel breathes out with another giggle.
“As if you don’t do it every chance you get,” Lune murmurs into Sciel’s skin before sucking hard on the pulse point just below her ear. When Sciel whimpers, she pulls back to kiss it before continuing to press open mouthed kisses to Sciel’s skin.
She follows Sciel’s clavicle, down her sternum before placing a kiss to the side of each breast. When she continues downward, focusing on Sciel’s stomach instead of her breasts, Sciel whines.
Lune chuckles into her skin. When Sciel tugs at her hair, Lune rolls her eyes and one of her hands moves from Sciel’s hip to cup her breast.
“So kind of you,” Sciel murmurs, her eyes heavy with want as she stares down at Lune.
Lune pinches Sciel’s nipple and gives it a small twist, grinning at Sciel’s sharp gasp, “Don’t push your luck.”
“But it’s so much fun.”
With a shake of her head, Lune continues.
She stops where the water meets Sciel’s skin and tilts her head as she debates how to proceed.
“Need some help, love?” Sciel teases.
“No, but you might want to hold on to something,” Lune says and submerges herself completely underwater. Sciel furrows her brow before she is lifted partially out of the water and she scrambles to grab hold of the back of Lune’s neck and shoulder. Lune has her arms under Sciel’s legs, lifting her just enough so that her stomach is no longer beneath the water.
“Warn a girl first.”
“I did. It’s not my fault you’re slow.” Lune says, slightly distracted as she presses kisses to the newly revealed stomach.
Sciel gasps in mock anger, “Take that back!”
Lune’s only answer is to lick the dripping water off of Sciel’s abs. She moans into the muscles, annoyed that this position makes it a little harder for her to bite into Sciel’s skin. She dips her tongue briefly into Sciel’s belly button before returning her attention to her stomach, lavishing extra attention on the scars that mar it. Though Lune would argue they make her more beautiful.
“If—if I didn’t know a-any better,” Sciel moans into her knuckle, “I’d think you were obsessed with my abs.”
“Not that you need an even bigger ego, but they are your second best feature.” Lune says, turning her head to place kisses along Sciel’s thighs.
“Oh? And my first?” Sciel leans back, one arm bracing herself against the ground while the other buries itself in Lune’s hair.
Instead of answering, Lune dips back under the water. She moves so that Sciel’s legs are now over her shoulders. Sciel braces to be lifted again and instead gasps in surprise and pleasure as Lune’s tongue presses itself against her clit.
Sciel throws her head back and lets out a moan so loud it echoes throughout the cave, and she doesn’t care if the others can hear her.
“Shit,” she curses and then whines as the pressure is removed soon after.
Lune pops up from the water, her hair in her face. “Fuck, I can hear you from down there.”
Sciel laughs, breathless. “Good.”
Lune rolls her eyes with a shake of her head, but she’s grinning. “Think you can sit up a bit more? I’d rather not do that underwater.” Lune’s fingertips lightly scratch along Sciel’s thighs, “Will you be comfortable enough?”
Without hesitation, Sciel lifts herself up and half sits on the edge of the pool of water and sets her calves onto Lune’s shoulders. “ Ma petite sirène (my little mermaid), thank you for being so considerate, but I’m going to take care of myself if you stall any longer.”
Lune’s eyes darken and she lets out a moan at the image. “You may want to come up with a more convincing threat, ma petite vilaine (my little villain).”
Sciel tosses her head back with a laugh that quickly turns into a moan when Lune dips her head forward and runs her tongue along Sciel’s inner lips. Her nose briefly brushes Sciel’s clit, and she bucks her hips at the contact.
Lune hooks her arm under Sciel’s leg and holds Sciel’s hip to try and stop her from moving too much.
But when she moans into Sciel as the wetness hits her tongue and Sciel bucks into her, Lune struggles to keep her hold. She tucks her arms under both of Sciel’s legs and grips her hips as she continues to lick and suck her way up and down the increasingly wet flesh under her tongue.
Sciel’s thighs have a death grip around her head, and she pauses for a moment to nip and kiss at the muscles flexing around her, chuckling into a thigh at Sciel’s whine.
Sciel releases a breathless ‘yes’ when Lune returns her mouth to the juncture of her thighs, resuming her agonizingly slow pace.
Lune releases her grip on one thigh and moves her fingers down to replace her tongue, gently stroking the folds, circling Sciel’s entrance but never penetrating. She leans her head back, wanting to watch Sciel.
She bites her lip as she watches Sciel take one hand to squeeze her breast, the other shaking as it holds her up.
An idea forms in her head, drawing so much of her attention that she doesn’t realize her fingers have stopped moving.
“Lune ,” Sciel growls, as she looks down to find Lune lost in thought. “Don’t you dare let that pretty head wander away on me.”
Lune blinks and her face flushes. “Sorry, I had an idea and was wondering about the logistics of it.” Her fingers start their trek again, and Sciel lets out a sigh of relief. “But I’ve never done it, and I figured now probably isn't the best time to …experiment.”
As Sciel opens her mouth to ask, Lune slips a finger inside her, quickly followed by a second and Sciel’s mind goes blank.
Lune hums, content, biting her lip again as she watches ecstasy flow across Sciel’s face. She lets Sciel’s other leg fall gently back into the water as she moves to let Sciel buck into her hand at a better angle.
Her thoughts run wild with the new idea, and she moans at the thought of trying it. Her other hand trails down her stomach to stroke herself, her fingers taking the same route they did while touching Sciel.
She moans and bucks her hips when she slips a finger inside, not only from the images in her mind, but also at the sight of Sciel in front of her, riding her hand to release.
At the sound, Sciel’s head snaps up to look at Lune, “Fuck,” she rasps, her hips picking up their pace at seeing Lune touching herself while watching her.
Lune’s eyes are practically black with lust. She needs to kiss this woman, and still being in the water is hampering her from doing so. She removes her fingers from herself with a wistful sigh. Then she raises one of Sciel’s legs out of the water again, pressing kisses to her thigh, chuckling at the whine Sciel releases when she stills her hand and gently pulls out.
She doesn’t answer Sciel’s questioning look, not yet. Lune starts placing kisses along Sciel’s stomach again, trailing up. When she reaches her breasts, she takes a nipple into her mouth and flicks her tongue against it, then nips gently before doing the same to the other, then continues up.
“Tease,” Sciel mutters, watching with bated breath.
“You deserve it,” Lune mutters, lifting herself enough to reach Sciel’s mouth with her own.
It’s surprisingly languid. Their mouths move against one another, slowly, Sciel sighing softly as Lune slips her tongue in.
When Lune pulls away, she nudges Sciel’s nose with her own, “Move back.”
Sciel nods and pushes herself back so that it’s just her feet dangling in the water. She leans farther back to give Lune space to pull herself up. Sciel smirks in amusement when Lune, instead of pushing herself up with her arms, floats herself out of the water, then straddles Sciel’s hips with her knees. “Just had to look graceful doing that, didn't you? While the rest of us would look like clumsy gestrals trying to climb out.”
“You love when I show off,” Lune says before diving in for another kiss, this time hungrier and more insistent than their last. She threads her fingers into Sciel’s hair and tugs her forward, moaning into her mouth.
Eventually she lets go with one hand and reaches for one of the towels they’d set aside, glad they hadn’t left them too far away. “Towel,” Lune moans into Sciel’s mouth, not wanting to stop this time.
Sciel’s fingers dig into Lune’s side as she starts to scoot back, peppering kisses on Lune’s face as she does. Reluctantly, she turns to look behind her and make sure she’s far back enough, though Lune makes it more difficult by following closely and pressing her lips to any part of Sciel she can reach as they move.
When Sciel lies down, she stares up at Lune, waiting, watching her bite her lip and stroke her own thigh as she stares back at Sciel.
Lune moans as she pauses to look at Sciel splayed under her. It’s rare that they have the luxury to savor their time, and she’s enjoying every second of it.
“Lune,” Sciel breathes, lifting a knee to press into her.
Lune groans and pitches forward, her hands slamming into the ground around Sciel’s head. “Fuck,” she moans.
Sciel cups Lune’s face and pulls her in for a deep kiss as Lune grinds down on her thigh.
Lune pulls back, hissing as Sciel’s teeth tug on her lip before she can fully pull away. She moves her hand down to cup Sciel whose hips buck into it. Lune takes one finger and starts teasing her again, but when Sciel growls into her mouth, Lune slips a finger inside, both of them moaning as the heat envelops Lune’s finger.
Sciel pulls back, breathless, “Don’t make me beg, ma lune (my moon). ”
Lune is too far gone to react to the teasing. Making Sciel beg will have to be saved for another time. Instead she grinds down again on Sciel’s leg, more insistent this time. She no longer has the patience to continue dragging this out and adds another finger inside Sciel. They slide in and out so easily that Lune adds a third.
Sciel arches her back with a lewd moan as Lune thrusts inside her. She slides her leg out from under Lune, who whimpers at the loss of contact, but it lets her move so Sciel can wrap both her legs around Lune’s back, trying to somehow pull her closer.
Lune leans down, her wet hair framing Sciel’s face, and she watches, enthralled as Sciel gazes up at her, lost in a lustful haze.
“You're beautiful,” she whispers, and Sciel comes undone.
With a loud cry, Sciel comes hard, gushing around Lune’s fingers. Lune lets her ride it out, waiting until the pulsing slows before gently pulling out. She wipes her hand on the towel before lying down next to Sciel, who is trying to catch her breath.
“So, about that idea that made you stop fucking me earlier?” Sciel asks as her breathing returns to normal.
Lune snorts. Of course she remembered that. “How do you feel about temperature play?”
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