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Myka Ophelia Bering (beringandwells) wrote in makebelievelog,

When Helena obliged her request and brought her into a more passionate kiss all of her reservations about whether she was ready or not flew out the window. She'd been good at ignoring them thus far but both her body and mind were in agreement that she was ready. Ready to experience everything that her lover had to offer her and teach her. There was still a doubt deep down that she wouldn't be enough. Myka was inexperienced when it came to making love to a woman and felt that she might come up short. When it came to sex in general she wasn't all that experienced. Able to count the amount of lovers she had taken on her hands. In the end, Myka was afraid. But as she felt Helena's lips part and her tongue begging for entrance, those fears were put aside. Parting her own lips she allowed for her tongue to seek our Helena's. All at once she was enthralled with the taste of Helena. Helena tasted of something dangerous and yet sweet at the same time, the faintest taste of apple beneath it all. It assaulted her senses and kept her wanting more. When Helena released her hands they remained where they were until the older woman's hands began caressing her body more passionately. As those same hands traveled along her hip and then to her thighs she shifted trying to convey where she wanted those hands the most. But it seemed Helena was determined to just teasingly caress her everywhere but where she needed it the most. Bending her right leg she placed her foot flat against the bed. Breaking their kiss she placed her hands on Helena's waist and looked the woman she loved in the eye before saying, "Quit being a tease."