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Myka Ophelia Bering (beringandwells) wrote in makebelievelog,

With their bodies flush up against one another, Myka was able to feel every tremor and beat of her lovers heart. A heart that was pounding against Helena's chest filling her with pride that she could reduce the Victorian woman to her current state. The moans being released growing louder and louder. In the back of her mind, Myka hoped that no one could hear them through the walls. Sure the castle walls appeared thick but it was still possible that sounds could be heard from the other side. She knew that if someone had been able to hear them and she found out that she'd be embarrassed for a long time. Unable to look them in the eye.

Myka had sped up her movements when she heard Helena speak, a breathless groan accompanying it. At this point she knew that the older woman was close to release and kept her fingers moving. She felt her lovers orgasm before she heard her name being moaned out loudly. As the orgasm rolled through her, Myka pulled away and took in the look on her lover's face. The sheer look of pleasure coupled with Helena's fingers continuing to move within her pushed her to the edge. She was teetering on the edge of her own release. Myka was so close to begging for the older woman to take her harder to push her over the edge when she felt the nips at her ear. All of a sudden her orgasm washed over her body causing her to bury her face in Helena's shoulder to keep from moaning out loud. Where Helena appeared to be a vocal lover, Myka was more subdued and would try to muffle her sounds so as they would remain unheard. When she came down off the high of her orgasm, she grabbed Helena's fingers and stopped them from stroking her. The sensations were just too much after her release. Placing a kiss on the Victorian woman's shoulder, she let her body sag the slightest and then began laughing for a few moments. Leave it to her to find the one bit of humor in such an intimate moment. Tearing her face away to look up at Helena, Myka pressed a kiss to her lovers lips and then pulled away saying, "You are loud."