Rikku is aggressively cheerful. (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} justrikku) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} valarlogs,@ 2013-07-06 00:38:00 |
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What: FIrst date.
When: July 2nd.
Where: Rikku's apartment.
Rating: NC-17 for activities of a sexual nature.
Status: Complete!
Kitty parked down the block, and walked the rest of the way to Rikku’s home, hands in her pockets and a nervous smile playing at her lips. She stood outside it for a moment, then snuck around to where she remembered Rikku’s window was. She poked her head through the wall, then phased her body through and stood very silently.
She realized this was kind of stalkerish. Shit.
Rikku was lounging in her bedroom, wearing boxers and a tanktop, painting her toenails. She’d snuck out of Stark Industries long enough to come home and shower and try to feel human again.
Kitty could see way too much thanks to Rikku's tanktop and their respective angles. She’d pulled on something appropriate for clubbing. So black, short, and revealing. She cleared her throat. "So I was hoping you were kind of bored."
“AUGH!” Rikku almost fell over when she heard someone in her apartment. It was by sheer luck that she didn’t drop the bottle of nail polish she’d been holding.
Kitty giggled. “Uh hi? I didn’t mean to startle you.” that sounded lame. She’d snuck into her bedroom after all.
Cheeks going pink immediately, Rikku beamed. “It’s okay. You’re uh. Hi. Welcome to my room?” It wasn’t messy, per se, but it was cluttered with clothes and furniture and gadgets in various states of reassembly.
It was undisputably Rikku, and it was endearing to Kitty. Making her blush was kind of nice too - she wanted to do that more often. "I have this problem where I forget people lock their doors for a reason, since locks can't stop me." She sat down next to Rikku. Even her nailpolish was cute. "Sorry? It's really okay?"
It was sparkly and green, her favorite. “Of course it’s okay! I was going to call you anyway.” Rikku leaned against Kitty, being a snuggly person by nature.
Kitty put her arm around Rikku and sighed happily. “I’d say I’m psychic but I’m just lucky, I guess....” She thought about what Eli had said. Did she want romance from Rikku? Did Rikku even want that?
“If you were psychic on top of sneaky, that’d just be cheating. Oh-peeeeeeeee,” Rikku singsonged. She burrowed into her friend and wiggled her toes. “We can go wherever you want after this dries. Or we can stay here. My cousin Yunie’s scared of the blue things, but I haven’t even seen one.”
"They're pretty nasty." Kitty had been avoiding them, when she could. Not because she was scared, but she needed a break from fighting. "Beat up one earlier. We can hang out if you're too chicken to go dancing."
“I’m not chicken, but I have wet feet,” Rikku reminded. “I was going to make pizza, want some?”
“Make a pizza?” Kitty didn’t know if she meant digorno or home pizza, but she was okay with whatever. “That sounds good. And I guess we’ll have to wait until you’re feet are dry. Mind if I kick off my shoes?”
“Or we can just stay here and cuddle and watch cartoons. Of course, make yourself at home.” Rikku tied up her hair and bounced to the kitchen, grabbing some flour and baking soda out of containers and dumping them on a wooden cutting board. “See, cooking is awesome because it’s science. This is how I taught Brother chemistry.”
“..I like cartoons,” Kitty said, kicking off her shoes and adjusting her shorts a bit, before following Rikku into the kitchen. “I didn’t learn to really cook until I had to become domesticated.” Even then, Xi’an had done a lot of the cooking. She watched Rikku bounce around, grinning.
“Who doesn’t like cartoons? Old She-Ra is on Netflix. Her outfit looks so uncomfy, have you ever noticed?” Rikku wrinkled her nose. But hey, She-Ra was kind of a babe. Kneading dough, she looked at Kitty and grinned right back. “What?”
“I think I was just a baby when that was on...It might be fun! And nothing. You’re just..really cute.” She ducked her head. “Hard not to grin at you.”
“You like me.” Rikku bit her lower lip, not able to look at Kitty while she said it.
Kitty’s heart sank. She tried to recover by laughing it off and going with a different definition of ‘like’. “Uh..well...I mean we kinda snogged, why wouldn’t I like you? Hard to snog someone you hate.”
“You know what I mean,” Rikku grinned. “You like like me.”
“...Okay. I like like you.” Kitty ran her fingers through her hair. “Wasn’t trying to or anything!”
“Good.” Rikku grinned, moving to hip bump her BFF. “It’s kinda ... nice.”
“Oh.” Kitty flushed and bumped her back. “That’s good. I think. Just..don’t go thinking I’m trying to seduce you.” A beat. “You’ll know when I’m trying to seduce you.”
“Will you hold up a sign? Or you could give me a signal. Quack.”
Kitty leaned in behind Rikku, and murmured into her ear. Her lips brushed against Rikku’s skin. “It’s more fun when it’s more subtle.”
That made Rikku break out into goosebumps. “Y-yeah,” she stammered, blushing. She looked a bit frozen for a moment - until she tossed some flour into Kitty’s hair.
Laughing, Kitty backpeddled and rubbed at her hair. “That’s a waste of good flour!”
“Oh, it wasn’t much.” Rikku giggled and moved to wrap her arms around Kitty. “I think I kinda like like you too? I mean. You’re my bestie, but you make me all ... tingly, you know?”
“I’m just touched that I’m your bestie,” Kitty said, swallowing a lump in her throat. From feels. And from closeness. “I’m glad I make you tingly, and not other things.”
“I think about kissing you. And I had ... a dream.” She bit her lower lip and shifted from foot to foot.
Kitty’s heart did a flip flop, and she put an arm around Rikku. “Yeah? What kind of dream?” It wasn’t fair to put her on the spot, but she didn’t care. She sounded a little breathless.
“Naked,” Rikku blushed. “It’s how I knew I liked liked you.” She shrugged a shoulder. “But I also know you seem kinda sad sometimes. And I want to help make you happy.”
Kitty licked her lips, her mind going to all kinds of places. She put the brakes on and exhaled sharply. “I’m sorry if I’m sad. I don’t really try to be. And...lets just say I’ve had similar dreams.”
“I just don’t want you to be ... I don’t know, not ready. I don’t even know if I like girls, but I like you.” Rikku kissed Kitty’s knuckles before returning to knead the pizza dough for a moment.
Shivering, Kitty watched her turn, wanting to touch her, wanting to feel that zap that she felt whenever they touched. “I have the unfortunate ability to move too fast.”
“Sex isn’t a big deal, Kitty. I mean, it is and it isn’t? It’s the meaning,” Rikku smiled. “At least that’s what Brother and every other guy I’ve ever met tells me. Girls make it mean too much.”
“That’s what I tell myself, and it...starts with just the sex. Which is fun. You have no idea. It’s my favorite thing. But the more I do it with someone, the more attached I get.” She shrugged her shoulder. “Usually I fall in love after the sex.”
“Are you ready to? I mean, not that I - I don’t even know how it - but - “ Rikku just went beet red.
"I'll let you in on a secret," Kitty said, brushing her fingers down Rikku's cheek. "I'm almost always ready, especially after adventure, excitement, or near death experiences."
“I meant for the other thing, you dork.” Rikku’s statement didn’t hold a lot of weight, if only because she curled into the touch like a cat.
A little giggle escaped Kitty’s mouth when Rikku curled into her touch. “You mean like..relationships?”
“Mmm.” Rikku even purred.
"Why don't we keep snogging...and going out. And see how it goes?" Kitty's hand trailed down to Rikku's neck. "I just..don't know how you feel about friends with benefits."
“I can do that. ‘Til you’re ready.” Rikku bit her lip, realizing oh, hey, neck was a spot. She really liked Kitty’s fingers there.
Kitty kept stroking at Rikku’s neck, her eyes darkening as she did so. “I’m not the only one who’s sad. I want to keep that pretty smile on your face.”
“I’m not sad, I’m just worrying about you, silly.” Rikku wrapped her arms around Kitty.
“Mmm...” Kitty nuzzled Rikku’s cheek. “Except you seem lonely... really lonely...so I like making you feel not lonely. “
“It’s not that bad,” Rikku murmured. “I mean, I am a little, but I just moved here.”
"You can talk to me about anything you know," Kitty said. She pulled back and leaned against the counter. "I'm glad you caught me phasing though."
“Me too.” Rikku tiptoed up to lightly kiss Kitty again, wondering if she still liked it. When their lips met, the blonde felt a tingle go from her lips all the way down her back. Yup. Still there.
It brought a light whimper from Kitty’s throat. She cupped her hand around the back of Rikku’s neck so she couldn’t escape. “I think I felt that in my toes.”
“I bet you have cute toes,” Rikku laughed.
Kitty wriggled hers in her socks. “You could see them if you want.”
“Eh, other parts are more pressing in terms of ... you know. What I’d rather see first.” Rikku giggled at herself.
Swallowing, Kitty nodded her head. “What do you wanna see” She grinned, teasingly.
“You?” Rikku blushed again, ducking her head. She’d have put her hands to her cheeks, but they were covered in dough and flour. “I don’t know, I like you! If you were a boy, I’d tell you to sit down so we could take our shirts off and make out but you’re not and I don’t know if it’s different or what to do and how do I even ... you know, make you happy and is dating basically us just being besties still but with more tongues?”
"What part of me?" Kitty laughed. She looked at Rikku for a moment, then pulled her over and lifted her up onto the kitchen table. She leaned in so that Rikku had no choice but to wrap her legs around Kitty's waist. "It's pretty much the same, except I don't have anything pointy to poke you with when I get turned on. And there's more to play with on my chest."
She smiled. "Finding out is the best part. And..yeah I don't like to date someone I can't be friends with. So it would be like..what we've been doing, plus making out." Kitty grinned. "And the occasional fancy dinner and dancing."
Rikku wrinkled her nose. “Fancy dinner, bleh. How about pizza and going to a club?” Rikku liked dance music a lot anyway; she was usually seen with her ear buds in place while she worked on screwing or soldering some part to one of her latest creations.
Her bare legs wrapped around Kitty’s waist, and Rikku found her fingers fiddling with the hem of Kitty’s shirt. “You don’t mind that you’ll have to teach me everything?”
She couldn't help the way her hands rubbed up and down Rikku's legs. "Pizza and a club is fun too! I haven't gone dancing in a long time..." She shook her head. "Don't mind. It's kinda hot, and I like being a teacher anyway. Used to teach. In my dreams anyway. Also did bartending."
“But you didn’t teach people sexy things.” Rikku’s fingers traced under the hem of Kitty’s shirt, nails scratching lightly over her stomach. “I love dancing, it’s one of the things I’m best at. Well. At least I think so.”
"I taught them computer science, that's sexy," Kitty retorted, her breath catching at Rikku's fingers on her stomach. It made her insides flip around in acrobatics and her nails dig into the outside of Rikku's thighs.
"Well we can...nnn...dance here. If you want."
Even with her fingers still a bit dirty, Rikku let them dance upward, creeping closer to Kitty’s bra. She tried kissing her neck too, knowing how much she liked it herself.
She tilted her head, eyes closing and breath growing a little light and breathy. "....like this kinda dancing..." Rikku's lips made her skin alternately tingle and burn.
“It’s what I had in mind,” Rikku smiled. She tried using her teeth, but just barely, knowing at least this much about making out. This sort of thing translated.
Kitty mewled, pressing her body against Rikku's. She felt like she was taking advantage of the girl, but she didn't feel bad about it. Rikku wanted it. Kitty wanted it. It wasn't like she was dragging her off to bed or anything. "Lips...soft."
“Yours are too,” Rikku smiled. She would’ve ran her fingers through Kitty’s hair, but they were covered in flour. “Can I wash my hands so we can go do stuff?”
"Yesplease," Kitty said, pulling away and making a show of sticking her head into the fridge.
“We could take a shower,” Rikku shyly offered.
Kitty jerked up so quickly she hit her head on the top of the fridge, and sputtered for a moment. “...really?” Her heart thudded in her chest.
Rikku nodded. “I was going to anyway.” She kind of wanted to kiss Kitty while they were all damp and warm. She couldn’t help but giggle at Kitty hitting her head, though.
Swallowing, Kitty nodded her head. "Okay. But..." she flailed her hands a bit. "If..." Flail flail "If you get uncomfortable or something..."
She was blushing head to toe.
“I’ll tell you and we’ll get out. Kitty, you won’t be the first naked girl I’ve seen. I played sports in high school. Well. Track, little bit of lacrosse.” Rikku smiled and hopped off of the counter so she could lead Kitty to the bathroom.
"That's different," Kitty pointed out. "You weren't soaping them up or getting soaped up by them. Were you? Because if you were I kind of wish I'd gone to your high school."
“No. But I dreamed about this, so I’m pretty sure I won’t freak out.” To prove her point, Rikku took off her tank top and chucked it at Kitty’s head.
Kitty caught it then tossed it aside and stared at Rikku's breasts, mouth dry and hanging open a little bit. She tugged her own top off, phasing it off of her body and licking her lips. She had a simple strapless bra on underneath.
Rikku would’ve said there wasn’t much there to ogle, but apparently Kitty didn’t care. Bouncing into the bathroom, Rikku turned the taps to get the water hot but not too hot, trying not to stare at Kitty.
Kitty stepped in after her, the rest of her clothing literally falling off her body as she did so. She thought it was hot and she wanted to make Rikku as mind blown as Rikku was making her. "You're gorgeous."
Shaking her head, Rikku pushed her boxers off. She’d always thought she was too skinny and had no curves. “Nuh-uh, you.”
Kitty had always thought her breasts were too small (they were actually pretty large for her body type, her vision had always been obscured by all the x-women around her), and that she was gangly, but she had curves. She liked the way the woman she'd been with had looked at her.
"You're sexy, Rikku."
“If you say so. You’re the one that counts in that opinion, I think!” Rikku chuckled and stepped into the shower, making grabbyhands for Kitty.
"You're hot," Kitty continued, stepping into the shower and putting her hands on Rikku's hips. "You've got some curves, and you've got some nice hard places..." She stroked her abs, then kissed her, like she wasn't even kidding about how attracted she was.
Rikku liked kissing better with shower water beating down on her shoulders. Somehow it felt more naughty, and she let herself be swept further into things. She could feel Kitty’s chest against her own, and suddenly it was like her own skin was all the more reactive. “Wow,” she murmured when she finally had to catch her breath.
Kitty just giggled, groaning softly and sliding her arms around Rikku to hold her close. It kind of felt like all her senses were suddenly sharper and more acute, especially touch and taste and scent. She was still afraid of moving too fast. Look what had happened with Alicia? But she really liked Rikku and she was really, really lonely. Her only other fear was that Rikku was mostly straight and this couldn't last.
She shrugged those thoughts off and pressed her forehead to the blonde's. "Wow."
“Wow’s right. It’s like ... I don’t know, kissing all over all at once.” Rikku smiled, her fingers reaching up to stroke Kitty’s hair. “I really do like you, y’know?” She didn’t want Kitty to be scared. “I don’t think I’d ever do anything to make you sad without being sad about it myself.”
"I...know. That really hits me in the feels." She kissed Rikku's cheek. "I just don't want to rush us into things we might not be ready for. I don't even know what...have you ever dated someone before?"
Rikku shook her head. “But I know I want to date you. I think about you all the time, and not in like, just bestie ways.” At least this time Rikku could say her blush was because of the hot water.
She rubbed her hands down Rikku’'s sides and over her hips. Her voice was a throaty purr. "Yeah? Tell me more."
“I could just show you.” Rikku smiled, trying to pretend that voice hadn’t gone right to her knees and made them a little weak. She kissed Kitty’s clavicle, tongue tracing over some water that had accumulated there, letting her hands move up her sides to rest on her chest.
"Oh..god..." Kitty tilted her head back, pressing into Rikku's hands. She gave in and brought her own up to the other girl's chest and squeezed lightly. "Like that...just like that."
Gently biting down, Rikku did what she thought she’d want done to her, what she did when she was alone in her room and the mood struck her. Her thumbs were ghost light over Kitty’s nipples, tracing tiny circles to get them to pebble into erectness. Rikku preferred a soft touch most of the time; it made scratches just more.
Rikku's fingers were like little trails of lightning, and Kitty forgot how to breathe. It was like the anticipation had been killing her so much that when she was finally being touched it was almost too much to handle.
Giving off an approving whimpering groan, Kitty trailed her fingers around the outer curves of Rikku's breasts, and then in to brush her nipples tentatively. As though asking permission.
That just made Rikku gasp, and she bit her lower lip. Nodding against Kitty’s neck, she moved a little closer, tiptoeing up so that they brushed against each other.
She slid an arm back around Rikku and held her close, even lifting her up a bit off the bottom of the shower. Their bodies were warm and slick against each other, and their skin contact was making Kitty a little dizzy. She brushed her fingers again, then again, then with more pressure from her thumb. She was grinning like a doofus.
Rikku giggled even as she wiggled her hips. “What?”
"You make the most adorable sounds," Kitty admitted, giggling girlishly. "You make me feel so...light." She kissed her again, the sort of drunk with happiness kiss that she was feeling right now.
“And you wanted to go out,” Rikku grinned. “I’m glad I do. You need more of that instead of grr arrgh stuff like you usually get.”
She tangled her fingers in Rikku’'s hair and tugged lightly, so that she could get access to her throat. Necking was the best thing in the world. Hell.
Kitty was going to leave one hell of a hickey.
And Rikku wasn’t going to care because damn. She was too busy moaning, rocking her hips slightly against Kitty’s thigh and running her fingers over her back. “Harder,” she whimpered, not realizing that she was a vocal sort of person when aroused. (It stood to reason, though; she wasn’t the sort of person to stop talking during normal interactions.)
"Oh god..." Kitty laughed and sucked harder, then moved to her shoulder and bit and sucked there. She gently rubbed Rikku's butt and squeezed. "Oh god" She started to giggle - Kitty liked butts. She cleared her throat and resumed the marking.
“What’s so funny about my butt?” Rikku wiggled, giggling herself, but then there was more teeth. “Mmmphnevermindkeepdoingthatplease.” She leaned back against the wall, closing her eyes and grinning. “Should go lay down, I’m gonna fall over.”
"Mm..." She pulled Rikku's leg up and around her waist, so that she could get more access to her rear end, and lifted her face to look into Rikku's. Her hair was soaked by now and sticking to her shoulders and neck. "Keep.." Squeeze. "Doing.." rub "What?" Squeeze.
“That thing with my shoulder.” Rikku bit her lower lip. “And that other thing to my bottom?” Rikku felt herself blushing. Why was that weirdly hot?
Kitty obliged happily. She could nibble at a shoulder forever, if she had the chance to. She decided to do to Rikku's right breast what she was doing to her left buttcheek. "That?"
Gasping sharply, Rikku moaned and fairly melted into Kitty’s hand. “Mmhmm,” she replied weakly. “Kitty, we have to lay doooooown,” she whined. “I’m going to fall over and then I’ll die all horny and you’ll have to tell Pops I died this way.”
"Then he'll kill me right?" Giggling, Kitty pulled away from Rikku and bent to turn off the water.
“He’ll just wonder why you’re telling him and not the boy who killed me. Honestly, he may think you’ll treat me better than boys would.” Rikku hopped out of the shower and started for her bed, not bothering to dry off at all.
Kitty grabbed a towel and chased after her. She was breathless, and horny, and nervous. She stood in the doorway to Rikku's bedroom, dripping and stark naked, and leaned against the door frame to watch the other woman move around.
Rikku flopped onto her bed, still wet, and looked at Kitty. “C’mere?” She bit her lower lip, wondering why Kitty was staring at her and then realizing that it was because she thought Rikku was pretty. It made her blush.
She stepped in, closing the door shyly, then walked over to the bed. She knelt on it next to Rikku, looking her over hungrily. She grinned. "You're so cute."
Not answering in words, Rikku pressed her lips to the swell of one of Kitty’s breasts, sucking some of the water off. She didn’t always want to be cute.
Somehow, Kitty made a sound that was between a groan, a laugh, and a whimper. She froze in place, chewing her lips and pressing Rikku's head against her breast.
Rikku just figured she’d do what she did when she was making a robot: experiment. She tried using the flat of her tongue, trailing that inward, then used the tip to circle a little bit, figuring out which was better.
Kitty made encouraging sounds when Rikku found something she really liked. She shivered, at a loss for words, then shifted and plonked onto the bed, pulling Rikku down next to her and pushing her head back where it was. "There...please?"
Circling it was. Rikku did that again before wrapping her teeth around gently, flicking with her tongue lightly and looking up at Kitty to see if she was doing something right. Hypothesis and experimentation following each other.
Her mouth dropped open, and Kitty's fingers dug into Rikku's scalp. She gasped a word that might have been a yes or a 'nnnnggoodssss' depending on how one listened to it!
Rikku didn’t stop, instead continued what she was doing, all while gripping Kitty’s hips like she was hanging on for dear life.
Kitty vaguely wondered if she should stop this, before it got more serious. She didn't want to look like a slut (and she didn't want to just use Rikku). But it felt so good and Rikku looked amazing (when she could open her eyes long enough to look). She begged, rubbing Rikku's back and butt, and writhed against her mouth.
Moving so she was on all fours, Rikku looked down at Kitty. Her eyes were darker, and her lips a bit swollen from kissing. “You’re still okay with things?”
Kitty nodded her head, chest rising and falling as she gulped in air. She didn't feel anger or bitterness or sadness or tiredness. She felt alive. She cupped both of Rikku's cheeks and nuzzled her lips with her own. "Yeah...you?"
“Yeah. A lot.” Rikku giggled, kissing Kitty back and blushing. She had to close her eyes to speak. “You ... taste good.”
"...yeah?" Kitty scotted down a bit and nibbled at the side of one of Rikku's breasts. Turn about was fair play and she was suddenly desperate to taste her. She looked up at Rikku as she kissed towards a nipple, then flicked her tongue out.
Rikku was noisy, as she was starting to realize. At least compared to Kitty. She tangled her fingers in Kitty’s hair, gasping and whimpering her name. “Oh, Kitty - “
Kitty liked noisy. She liked noisy a lot. She groaned as she nipped with her teeth, and flicked her tongue rapidly back and forth, and held on with her arm around Rikku.
Unaware of her hips canting toward Kitty, Rikku rocked them against the other girl’s thigh. When she found a serendipitous intersection of groin to hipbone, Rikku outright whimpered, shuddering against Kitty.
"Rikku.." Kitty breathed the name, moving her hip a bit into the girl's warmth and wetness. She dug her nails into her butt and pulled her in closer, growing a little less gentle with her mouth. She really, really wanted to taste more of the girl.
The blonde’s whimpers grew a bit higher in pitch, and she clung onto Kitty more tightly as she moved. She didn’t even really realize what she was doing, just that it was awesome and if Kitty stopped she was going to pout. A lot.
She shifted so that it was her thigh between Rikku's legs, and started rubbing it faster. The whimpers were too much, and any remaining inhibitions shut down. She pushed Rikku onto her back, pinning her lightly by the shoulders and moving her mouth to her other breast, her knee firmly pushing and rubbing and rocking against the blonde girl. She made a few encouraging sounds, lips moving down to one of Rikku's ribs as she contorted herself a little. "That's it..god..just let go."
Rikku couldn’t have stopped if she’d wanted to. She arched her back and turned her head toward her pillow, crying out into it with a resounding whimper of Kitty’s name, reaching up and running her nails lightly over Kitty’s chest and stomach without thinking. “Holy crap,” she murmured.
Kitty lifted her head from Rikku's body and peered up at her. She didn't stop what her thigh was doing. Her voice as a little husky. "I want to taste you."
Still orgasm-muddled, Rikku blinked. “Huh?”
She grinned, and slid her finger between Rikku's legs, slowly and searchingly.
“Shouldn’t we - should we wait?” Rikku bit her lower lip. “I don’t want you to think I just ... want this - oh.” She couldn’t help but cant her hips into Kitty’s inquisitive touches.
She found what she was looking for and stroked in circles. "Do you want to? I don't want..to guilt or force you into anything." She leaned up and kissed her, lightly. "I don't want..just this." She stopped what her finger was doing, and chewed her own lip. Kitty's body was sending demanding needy signals and she had to ignore how freaking horny she was. "Maybe we should wait. So we know for sure...."
“Want to do other things?” Rikku bit her lower lip. “We could do other stuff, give it three dates.”
“What other stuff?” Kitty brought her finger to her lips and licked it. She visibly shivered. Okay. She could wait. Totally.
Rikku grinned, rolling over and opening a drawer by Kitty. Rikku might have been a virgin, but she wasn’t innocent. She grabbed one of the many multicolored, many sized vibrating tools in the drawer and sprawled out next to Kitty on top of the covers on her bed.
“Oh my god.” Kitty stared at her, then started to giggle. “That’s an awesome idea....” She suddenly felt a lot less worried about the day she suggested a strap-on. She kissed Rikku, and suggested it anyway. “Some day when you’re ready, I have ...uh..a strapon.”
“... fifth date for that,” Rikku laughed. She grinned, waiting for Kitty to pick something out. “I want to watch you, is that creepy?”
"No, it's not creepy. It's....really freaking hot." Kitty's breath was coming in short little bursts. She swallowed. "Especially if like...you're allowed to hold and touch me while I..." She picked one out that looked like fun.
“Sure. We’re not gonna have sex until the third date, but this isn’t sex, right?” Rikku Bikanel, finding loopholes for nineteen years.
She laughed, and took Rikku’s hand to squeeze it as she turned on the toy. “It’s a little different with girls, but I kind of consider it...fingers inside and using mouths down there. Your milage may vary.”
“That’s what I thought too.” Rikku turned the toy on and waited for Kitty to start, biting her lip, wanting to see what Kitty looked like all flush and excited.
She closed her eyes, and flopped her head back on the pillow as she started to run it over her body. She teased herself at first, half wanting to put on a show for Rikku and make her think about what she's done. As if this was punishment. Or something. She wasn't thinking very clearly, okay?
Rikku licked her suddenly dry lips as she watched. “I don’t know if I can be so patient,” she murmured. Leaning over, she kissed Kitty’s shoulder, just wanting to be close to her while her friend (person she was dating? bestie with bennies?) enjoyed herself.
Kitty groaned. Patience wasn't her strong suit either. She shivered as she brought the toy down between her legs. She gave a soft whimper, then a louder one. Rikku's proximity was making this wonderful. She'd thought they might have started at phone sex, first....
Her own was on, and Rikku bit her lower lip as she pressed it into herself, arching her back and curling her toes. She’d souped up the motors on these, and she was pleased with the stronger vibrations and more efficient battery use. Turning her head, she pressed it further in, then out, then over again, taking Kitty’s hand and putting it back between her own legs. Rikku reached out to help Kitty in a similar way, fingers moving gently. She was looking for the same thing on Kitty that she looked for on herself.
Kitty gasped, arching her back and moaning Rikku's name. She listened to the sounds the blonde girl made, to direct her where to touch and how to touch. She turned her head and kissed Rikku needily, her toes curling as she pumped the toy.
This was about a million times better than a fancy restaurant. Rikku whimpered into Kitty’s mouth, eventually breaking contact and focusing on her own needs, tossing her head and moving near frantically.
Kitty felt herself almost float off the bed as she started to lose control of herself. Rikku's smell and voice and the feel of her skin next to her only served to make Kitty's orgasm that much more intense. She jerked and shuddered, then spread her legs a little further, not wanting to stop.
That made Rikku’s eyebrows shoot up. She moved to kneel by her friend, taking the toy in her own hands and moving it for her, licking her lips and watching to see what happened when she changed the pace to slow and deep.
"Oh ..ooh.....!" Kitty dug her fingers into whatever she could grab a hold of, rocking her hips in counter-time to Rikku's. She whimpered, then shouted when she came again. For a second she thought she'd fall through the bed. She thought really hard about being solid.
“Come on, Kitty, you have to keep up.” Rikku’s voice, Rikku’s word choice, just pitched a bit lower because of arousal. “I came, now you come too.”
"G-gonna lose track," Kitty said, but she wasn't about to back down from a challenge. Her voice grew breathy and a little whiny as she got closer and closer to another.
“Shhh, don’t think about that,” Rikku purred. She pushed a bit faster, moving her other hand so she could use her thumb to better effect. “Kitty, please?”
Kitty cried out Rikku's name again, and flailed a hand. "Can't..can't..can't..no more..god..damn.."
Rikku turned the toy off, setting it aside before crawling behind Kitty and wrapping her arms around her waist and kissing her back.
Kitty laughed softly, and leaned into Rikku's arms. "Holy..crap.." She was out of breath, and her muscles felt relaxed in a way that they hadn't been in a month.
“And you wanted to go out to eat. See, clearly I have better ideas.” Rikku felt somewhat smirky.
“Well, I thought I could still eat but that’s the third date, right?” Kitty laughed, long and lazy and happily.