Utena, Revolutionary Girl Fan Fiction ❯ Gratitude ❯ Gratitude ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Gratitude

An Utena fan fic by Setzuka


Note: This is a NC-17 Revolutionary Girl Utena yuri fan fiction of the pairing Utena/Anthy. Set after Utena’s second duel with Saionji.


The pair walked back to their dorm from the dueling arena in relative silence, Anthy made pensive by the day’s events. The girl was usually quite to some extent, but Utena was curious as to what the girl was thinking.

Having entered the dorm that they shared together, Anthy finally spoke as her friend closed the door, walking toward the bed. “Miss Utena,” the girl asked, “would you like some tea? I could make some for you if you like.”

Utena turned her head as she balanced on one leg with her hand holding the bedpost, removing her shoe. She regarded her friend over her shoulder. “No, Anthy. I’m fine.”

Anthy bowed her head slightly as she spoke. “I want to thank you, Miss Utena. I thought that you were going to forfeit the duel to Saionji. But you didn’t-”

Turning fully toward the other girl, Utena interrupted her before she could finish. “I realized during the duel that I couldn’t loose to him. He mistreated you, and…well…you’re my friend, Anthy. A girl is supposed to stick up for her friends.”

The other girl raised her head to look up into the eyes of her companion, eyes glistening with emotion. “Thank you, Miss Utena. I don’t know how to thank you for your kindness to me.”

Utena smiled at Anthy broadly, touched by the emotion that she saw in her eyes. “You don’t have to do anything to thank me. Your friendship is thanks enough.”

Anthy’s sweet smile became a bit more coy. “But shouldn’t I express my appreciation, Miss Utena?” The rose bride began to approach her companion as she stood near the bed.

Utena regarded her friend with a quizzical gaze as she watched her approach. “What do you mean, Anthy?”

Having reached her destination, Anthy placed her hands on her friend’s waist, sliding them around her in an embrace too close for casual friendship. “Don’t friends do nice things for each other, Miss Utena? I want to show you how much I value your companionship.” At that, Anthy pressed even closer to her taller friend, one of her hands trailing downward.

Utena gasped when she felt where that hand was headed. “A-Anthy!” she said in shock as she tried to push away from the touch. “What are you doing?”

Anthy looked up into her companion’s face, green-eyed stare holding a dark promise. “Relax, Miss Utena. All I want to do is just make you feel nice.”

The young woman’s hand reached up to cup her face, stroking soft porcelain skin. Utena ceased her struggles at the touch and look in Anthy’s eyes. Her blue eyes widened as Anthy loomed closer, her lids falling to half mast. Soft lips pressed gently against hers as Utena still stared forward in surprise. She knew that the other girl had become attached to her, but was unaware of how much until now. To her even greater surprise, Utena found that she didn’t mind Anthy’s display of affection as much as she thought she would.

Utena closed her eyes as she deepened the kiss, parting her friend’s lips. Anthy moaned slightly into the kiss as their tongues played in the cavern of her mouth. Utena wound her arms around her friend, pulling her close. She broke the kiss suddenly, a disturbing thought occurring to her.

“Anthy, you don’t have to do this. I-I don’t want you to feel forced into this just because you are the rose bride,” Utena told her friend, a stricken look on her face.

Anthy raised a delicate finger to the other girl’s lips to hush her when she was about to speak further. “You needn’t say such things, Miss Utena. I am the rose bride. I belong to you. But for the first time,” Anthy said as she stroked her friend’s soft lips, “I want to belong to someone. Let me show you, Miss Utena. I want to show you the true heart of the rose bride.”

She pulled the pink-haired girl into a quick kiss before pushing her backward to sit on the bed. Smiling, Anthy removed her glasses, placing them onto the night stand nearby before directing her attention back to Utena. The rose bride began to unfasten the clasps to the other girl’s uniform jacket, all the while planting kisses on the side of her face. After the jacket was open, Anthy slid the item back over her friend’s shoulders and arms while she nibbled on the duelist’s exposed neck. Utena allowed her to remove the item as she sighed, her head tilting back. Anthy tossed the garment to the ground carelessly. Anthy untucked the duelist’s sleeveless shirt from its place. The rose bride’s hands lingered on silky skin longer than necessary. Utena pulled the shirt over her head, tossing it to the floor. Anthy pushed her back to lie on the bed, taking up a position between her spread legs.

Utena’s skin seemed to tingle wherever Anthy laid her soft touch. She seemed to drink in her friend’s form with her hands, as if memorizing every curve. The rose bride planted kisses on her chest while stroking the other’s sides. Anthy cupped a pert breast through the cup of her friend’s bra, massaging supple flesh. Her kisses trailed down to the exposed parts of her breasts as Utena’s chest heaved. Anthy reached out to unfasten the front clasp of her friend’s bra, freeing her ample breasts from their prison. She gently kneaded the pair, stroking her thumbs over the nipples as her friend sighed. Anthy leaned down to kiss one of the pair before drawing a hardening nipple into her mouth, suckling gently to Utena’s delight. She wasn’t aware that such a small act could give so much pleasure. The duelist could feel heat beginning to pool in her stomach and her loins at her friend’s actions.

Anthy gave the other nipple similar attention as she unbuttoned her own shirt, tossing it onto the growing pile of items on the floor. The rose bride left a trail of wet kisses as she traveled down the other girl’s body. She thrust her tongue into her navel, making the duelist squirm. Anthy grasped Utena’s shorts, pulling them down and off of her legs. She returned to plant kisses on the silken underwear that covered her target. Utena’s chest heaved in anticipation as she realized what was about to occur. No one had ever done this to her before, and she trembled slightly in nervous excitement.

Anthy lifted herself up to grasp hold of the sides of the girl’s panties, sliding them down over slim hips and shapely legs to toss them onto the floor. She parted Utena’s legs that much more, lying between them. The rose bride ran her hand through pink curls before leaning down to kiss the area. She heard Utena’s breath hitch at the touch of her lips. Smiling, Anthy spread the girl with both hands before leaning in to lap at the pinkness within. Utena moaned softly at the feel of her friend’s tongue laving such a sensitive place. She cried out softly when she felt Anthy’s tongue enter her, thrusting repeatedly. Seemingly of their own volition, Utena’s legs parted further to allow the other girl better access. The duelist’s back arched as the rose bride took up suckling on the sensitive nubbin. Anthy pushed two of her delicate fingers into Utena’s open mouth, her friend suckling on them hungrily. Anthy slid the digits into her friend’s moist passage. Utena writhed at the exquisite pleasure doled out by her companion, breath coming in shallow gasps. The rose bride thrust her fingers into and out of Utena’s passage, leaning down again to suckle on the hardening knob of flesh.

Utena’s soft skin shined with perspiration as she lay with wantonly spread legs, enjoying her friend’s talented mouth. The duelist began thrust back against the invading fingers. Her body undulated as she rode them. Utena’s mouth was open in a nearly continuous moan when Anthy replaced her fingers with her tongue once more. The girl could hardly catch her breath as the rose bride lapped at her entrance. Back arching, Utena cried out softy as she came, fluids soaking into the sheets. Anthy suckled on her friend a little while longer before lifting up to look at Utena’s recumbent spent form.

“You taste delicious, Miss Utena. Just as I thought you would,” the rose bride told her friend, as she stroked her thigh.

Utena pushed up into a sitting position. “Shouldn’t I…I mean…you didn’t-”

Anthy interrupted her friend, smiling as she shook her head. “Don’t feel like you need to do the same thing to me. I’m just glad that I was able to make you feel good.”

Utena leaned forward to kiss Anthy softly on her lips. “But I want to, Anthy.” The duelist bowed her head slightly, “I’m just worried that I won’t be any good.”

Anthy touched her face, causing the girl to look into her beautiful green eyes, “Just do what you feel like, Miss Utena.”

The duelist watched her friend reach around her back to unclasp her bra and toss it to the floor carelessly. Utena reached out to caress her friend’s soft skin. Anthy took hold of one of Utena’s hands, sliding it down her body between her parted thighs. Utena fingered the soft moist area within the purple curls. Anthy moaned aloud at her friend’s touch. The duelist caught the rose bride’s open lips in a deep kiss as she continued to finger her passage.

Anthy grasped hold of her friend’s shoulders, fingers pressing into flesh. She buried her face in the space between the duelist’s shoulders, nuzzling into silky pink hair. Utena pulled Anthy closer with her free hand, stroking chocolate skin. The duelist enjoyed holding the heaving form of her new lover. She pressed deep with her long fingers, thrusting within her passage. Anthy took up nibbling on her friend’s pale neck as she rode Utena’s hand.

Back arching, Anthy called out her keeper’s name in passion as she spilled herself over the other girl’s hand. The rose bride slumped against her companion, spent. Utena regarded the prize that she cradled in her arms as she watched the girl try to catch her breath.

“Was that okay?” Utena asked, suddenly insecure.

Anthy gazed up into shining blue eyes while wearing a wide grin. “That was wonderful, Miss Utena.”

Pulling her bride down to the bed with her, Utena drew Anthy close. The rose bride snuggled closer to her groom as the pair settled down to rest.


End.