Fan Fiction ❯ Longing to Belong ❯ Chapter One Part B ( Chapter 2 )

Riasha purred softly to herself as she felt her lover's trembling form slump against hers, slowly sliding her fingers out of Amarra's drenched sex to a weak sigh of disappointment from her. She cradled the panting woman against her gently, nuzzling her neck softly while waiting for her to regain her breath and strength. She was seriously hoping that the favor would be returned, that she would wish to get back at her "tormenter" similarly to how she'd just been tormented.

Those plans had to be shelved, however, when a nude Kajrann approached the pair of cuddling women. Slipping a finger underneath Amarra's chin, he lifted the panting woman's head enough to allow him to claim her lips for a demanding kiss that she had no choice but return. Even as he was pressing their lips together, his hands were palming her breasts through her top, calloused palms dragging over hardening nipples through a top of soft leather.

When he pulled his head back from Amarra's finally, she let out a low moan as his hands continued to move over her clothed breasts slowly but insistently. She was panting even harder for breath now, still leaning back against Riasha for help in standing, as what breath she had managed to regain had been stolen in that kiss from Kajrann. The attention that her breasts were receiving wasn't helping her in that aspect at all, much less when her nipples started to feel gentle caresses from his fingers through the top covering them.

When he lowered his lips to hers again, she was more than willing to press back against his, moaning softly against them as she felt Riasha return to nibbling at her collar gently. His hands were constantly moving over her breasts, tightening the fabric over the fleshy mounds as she fondled them, though he apparently didn't like the leather staying between her breasts and his hands like Riasha had been. For, very soon after starting their second kiss, he was tugging her top off of her body to negligently toss onto the wooden floor.

Before she could say anything, even if she had wanted to do so, his lips were once again covering hers tightly. And now, when his hands moved to touch her breasts again, there was nothing to stand between her bare flesh and the more calloused flesh of his hands. A fact that the owner of said bare breasts was keenly aware of, as she moaned against his lips and pressed them even more firmly against his caressing hands.

Pressing herself against the newly bared back of Amarra, Riasha contented herself with caressing the bare stomach of the violet-haired woman with her fingertips. One drifted down the other woman's front to play with the top of her pants, slowly easing open the simple tie that was holding them onto her hips before Kajrann decided to remove them as well. He sometimes forgot that not everyone was as physically tough as he was, as she well knew, and that having a pair of tough leather breeches ripped off could be a very painful experience indeed.

The cloth pants slipped down smooth legs once the tie was undone, to puddle around her bare feet on the floor. It left her almost completely exposed to their eyes, save where parts of their own bodies pressing against hers offered it some cover, and more importantly touch of the nude male pressing his muscular form against her front. She groaned against his mouth, eyes sliding shut briefly, as she felt something long and hot press itself against her thigh, unconsciously pressing herself against it to the silent demand of instinct.

Riasha slid a hand down one of Amarra's arms, making the limb tingle as a fingertip slowly ran down its length, before wrapping her fingers around the other woman's hand gently. She guided the hand down its owner's thigh, going slowly and gently to not startle her, until it brushed against the hard shaft that was pressing against her thigh. This time it was Kajrann moaning into the kiss, reflexively pressing his shaft against her thigh a little more firmly.

"Wrap your fingers around it." Riasha whispered into Amarra's ear softly, as she brushed the hand against Kajrann's shaft again. "Gently, though, gently. Don't want to hurt the thing, not at all."
"Definitely don't want that." Kajrann agreed huskily, even as a panting Amarra tried to catch her breath from the searing kiss and the feeling of that pole pressing against her thigh. Then, when she decided to follow the advice of the other woman and hesitantly wrap her fingers around that hot shaft, he rewarded her with a long groan as he instinctively thrust against the soft hand wrapped around his hard length.

He wasn't the only one affected, though, as Amarra's eyes widened at the feeling of the shaft throbbing gently in her hand. "It's so hard, yet so soft." She murmured, more to herself than the others, her amazement easily heard by the two people gently pressing their bodies against hers. "And it's so warm, like it's on fire."

Riasha chuckled softly at the innocent wonder in her lover's voice, as Amarra handled Kajrann's hardness hesitantly, experimentally, in her unfamiliarity with the hard fleshy shaft wrapped up in her hand. Said innocent wonder and amazement was getting a response from Kajrann as well, though not the chuckling of Riasha, as he gave off long moans off approval as he pressed himself against that softly stroking hand. His eyes were tightly clenched, as intense pleasure washed over his form from the slow movements of the soft hand against his rigged member.

Amarra found herself moaning as she felt the shaft in her hand throb in her hand, as just its presence in her lightly stroking hand seemed to make her entire body tingle in excitement. It made her speed up her stroking, to slide her hand along his hard length faster, causing his groans to increase in volume with her gradual increase in pace. Suddenly she paused, though, to give off a loud groan of her own as a soft hand eased its way between her thighs to stroke at her mound gently.

As Amarra's hand started sliding over the length of his shaft again, Riasha grinned to herself as she heard an almost instant increase in the volume of Kajrann's moans. Feeling the growing wetness that spoke of her lover starting to become aroused again, and feeling those hips start to slowly press its treasure against the softly stroking hand, only made her grin even wider as she continued to prepare Amarra for taking Kajrann's hardness where no man had gone before. Feeling the other woman's thighs start to slowly spread apart, she looked up at the moaning Kajrann and mouthed "Do it…slowly" at him.

Kajrann gently pulled his member out of her grasp, the both of them moaning softly at the loss of contact, using the thought of where he was about to be going to motivate himself to not simply slide his hardness back into the gentle embrace of her hand. Amarra's eyes opened as she looked up at him curiously, but she never got a chance to even begin to voice her question before a low moan slipped past her lips as she felt that wonderfully hard shaft being softly pressed against her wet core. Her response was to press herself against it, brushing her wetness against its hard length, moaning again at the rush of feelings that it ignited within her body.

"Like that?" Riasha whispered into an ear, as she aimed Kajrann's member with a gentle touch. Brushing the shaft's head up and down the moaning woman's slit, she was rewarded by a pair of long, low groans from the pair.

Which turned into a gasp from Amarra as Kajrann started to slowly ease his hard member into her body. It ignited a mixture of emotions and feelings within her body that were too numerous to count, too overwhelming to be described, washing over her like a tidal wave. All she could do was moan and press against his, feeling as the hard shaft slowly nestled itself within her tight body, hoping that she wasn't washed away in the flood that was overtaking her body and mind.

Kajrann's hands abandoned Amarra's breasts as she started to slowly rock himself against her, earning a brief whimper of disappointment in a sea of moans of encouragement, to slowly slide down her sides. The gentle brushing of calloused fingers against her bare flesh made her shiver gently, as they moved to lightly knead at her rear as he started to thrust his length into her slowly. But while Kajrann had abandoned her breasts, Riasha had not as she slowly traced a hand up the stomach of the other woman to cup a breast, gently kneading the mound with one hand, while the other brushed at the coupling pair's sexes gently with the tips of its fingers.

Whimpering and moaning as the pair gently worked her body over; Amarra let her instincts tell her what to do and when to do it. Her head fell forward to rest on the muscled chest of Kajrann, panting against it softly as she rocked herself against his hardness. His pace was increasing, though, rocking her up onto her toes with every thrust of his length within her willing body.

Arcing her back, throwing her head back until it rested on one of Riasha's shoulders, she cried out as an intense wave of pleasure suddenly washed over her like it had when Riasha had stroked her core with her fingers earlier. Body tightening up for a few moments, locking her form into place briefly, a pulsing tightness massaged at Kajrann's hard length within her body. He held on for a few moments, grinding himself against her spasming body, before he released his load within her body with a low guttural grunt/groan of pleasure.

Slumping back against Riasha's chest, her own breasts heaving as she gasped for breath, she felt the Barbarian pull out of her with a soft sigh. The other woman's hands started to brush over her body again, but all she had the strength to do was moan weakly and luxuriate in the happy feelings that the loving caresses stirred up within her. Cuddling back against the other woman, idly noting that Kajrann was leaving them, she sighed softly as soft feminine fingers ran over her body.

"Did you like that?" Riasha repeated, chuckling softly when a nod and an almost wordless murmur of approval was her only response. Ducking slightly, deftly sliding her hands over Amarra's body at the same time, she was suddenly, and quickly, holding an armful of naked female Tiefling in her tanned arms.

An armful of Tiefling that almost immediately snuggled up against the equally nude woman that was holding her. Shivering slightly as her lover's head rested on her shoulder, caressing a breast with puffs of air as she caught her breath and strands of her violet hair that brushed over it like a whisper wind, Riasha stared down at the other woman for a few long moments in silent contemplation. Then, with a slight grin on her face, she turned to climb the stairwell that led to the other woman's room.