The Lotus Peak

Eka was looking at Feruza from up close now. From any distance, the woman was quite beautiful, but from this vantage point Feruza was downright enchanting. All the curves in her honest face were made stark, and her eyes were as deep as the galazy and twice as pretty. The Uzbek's face was so comely, that she practically wanted to give it a squeeze, right then and there.

But she held off. "You're welcome. I figured I owed you, because we are in your tent, yes?" She smiled a bit. It wasn't a nervous smile, or a smile asking for forgiveness for something. Eka was genuinely fairly happy, and she knew that her joy was only going to be prolonged tomorrow. "Is there anything else you need to do?" Jt was more of a rhetorical question, as she reached over with her long arm and flicked the lantern off with a sudden movement.

Then she wrapped her arms around Feruza. Both women were still quite cold, but she held her close anyways. "This is for warmth, yes?" She said as she embraced her new friend.

Feruza gazed back. While some people may have found it off-putting, Feruza was drawn in by Eka's pale fairness, contrasted by her plentiful black hair. They combined to make her lips pop, to enhance them even when she wasn't wearing lipstick. Despite Eka being larger than her, Feruza still found her very, very cute. And she looked even cuter in those PJs.

"I am grateful none of less." Feruza said, smiling back. Feruza had found a friend, and it had only taken a few hours. And it was a true friend. Not just an acquaintance that she would talk to every once in a while. No, she would spend time with Eka at any opportunity that was presented to her. She was asked if she had anything else to do. She shook her head, before smiling. "Welll, maybe just one thing." she said as she wrapped her arms around Eka.

Eka had the same idea. Feruza laughed softly as they were put in the dark. "Great mind are think alike." she said. "Yes, for warmth."

Eka was very tired from the long ascent. Less experienced mountaineers only used their legs when they tried to reach the summit, but Eka had climbed enough mountains to know to use her arms as well. That helped things out, but it also meant her whole body was aching terribly as she lay down. At least the snow under her was quite soft, as was Feruza in front of her.

The Georgian girl soon fell into a deep sleep.

Feruza was out not long after Eka, and she, in her sleep, gravitated towards the Georgian. They cradled each other, and they were both rather restless. Eventually, Eka ended up sleeping facing up, and Feruza was on her side. However, she was not using the pillow which she had been given by Eka— no, in fact, her head rested comfortably upon Eka's chest. They looked positively adorable.

They fit together better than two pieces of a puzzle.

Many hours passed before Eka stirred. She tried to ignore her body's desires, but she simply couldn't. The Georgian woman woke up, and briefly looked at the ceiling of the tent. The world around her was dark, and quiet. No winds were howling, and everything was totally still. It would have been nice and peaceful, save for the fact that Eka was pretty thirsty. Sneaking out of the sleeping bag would have been hard enough to do in and of itself, but now Feruza was literally on her chest. She did not want to wake her new friend.

Which put her in a pretty big conundrum. Eka had long arms, but she could not quite reach her water bottle. Not without moving at least. The Georgian girl tried to push her luck a little bit, scooting just that little bit to get her closer, but she may as well have been a thousand miles away. She sighed.

Eka would just be thirsty when she woke up. There were worse fates, she supposed, but more than anything she did not want to return Feruza to the world of the conscious. Accepting this minor defeat, Eka closed her blue eyes and was off to la la land once more.

The only reaction that came from the sleeping Feruza were a few cute grunts, and rubbing her face a little against Eka's chest, making herself a bit more comfortable. She had no knowledge of Eka's plight for water.

Feruza eventually awoke to the sound of a distant, yet rather loud, bird calling. Her beautiful grey eyes opened a crack, and then all of the way. Where was she? Right on Eka's rack. That was a little... embarrassing. She removed her head from the Georgian's breasts, and layed there for a few minutes. After a bit, she became bored. It was light outside now, so she figured it wouldn't be too rude to wake Eka. Right? Feruza moved her head to Eka's ear, and whispered "Eka. Is morning."

Eka had crazy dreams. Her brain was overactive when the sun was shining, but when the sun went down her mind went nuts. Light was filtering in through the walls of the tent which was a typical sign for people to wake up. The thing was, Eka was a college student, and rarely felt like getting up before 11 in the morning. Today was no different. Words came into her ear, past her long dark hair, and bounced off. Eka rolled over, trying to pull the sleeping bag over her as if it were a blanket.

Disappointingly, the sleeping bag was still not a blanket, and whatever large bird was outside cawed again. Eka had no choice but to wake up this time, but that didn't mean she had to get out of bed. "It is still very early..." Eka grumbled. "Do we really need to get out of bed so early?"

"Mnnnh, if you are want to cuddle for little while longer..." Feruza said, embracing Eka and nuzzling the side of her head. She was a lot more cuddly early in the morning and late at night. "I would have no problem."

She wasn't lying. Eka was a fantastic girl to cuddle with. And Feruza did love receiving and giving cuddles. It was pretty early after all, and the only thing keeping Feruza up was that bird. "Damn bird..." she cursed, as the thing squawked outside.

Eka rolled over. Spooning, this position was called, but Eka just knew it as trying to cram in as much shut-eye as she possibly could have. Her dark hair fell over her face, providing a somewhat natural eyemask from the rays of the sun. Her mind was awake, but her body was still getting attuned to another day in the world. The cold had yet to truly creep in, meaning that her whole frame was perfectly content to make it to the top of the mountain.

Then there was that damn bird. She wished her grandfather were here, so that he could get his rifle, and shoot the damn thing. But for right now, she was just going to rest her booty on Feruza's pelvis.

Feruza was spooning with a beautiful woman. Sweet. She rested her head on Eka's shoulder, and closed her eyes. She snuck in a sneaky grind of her hips, and giggled. She would get no more sexual than that, though. She didn't want to lose Eka's trust, after all. She hummed a little more, and they sat there for a while, simply spooning.

"Mnnh, should we not get up soon?" she asked, groggily. "...ahh, it is still cold." she answered herself. Why the hell was she trying to get away from cuddling with a beautiful woman? These were the questions she asked herself.