New Home, New Life?

Cicilia pressed their sexes together, scissoring herself with Sayumi with relish, a familiar spike in pleasure rippling through her body... Oh she missed this... she missed it so much... Ever since their second match in the arena, Cicilia had desired to do this again only with her being the instigator of the whole thing... The German could see her lover knew what was coming too, most notably by that blissful smile on her face... Being on the same page with this woman... It was what made life worth living, she found...

Cicilia threw herself into her lover repeatedly, their second lips pressing against one another vigorously, making out in their own way. The boxer cried and moaned with each push, her special place moistening with each passing second... Pleasure would be a complete understatement, ecstasy not quite meeting the standard either. Everything about this was just so perfect... It made her feel so complete... Only now, doing it with her again did she truly know how much she missed this... Even if it hadn't been that long since the match, being so far from this had been torture... she realized that now... Torture in comparison to this true heaven...

After only a minute or two of scissoring her lover, the boxer could feel the climax near, much to her disappointment/anticipation. On one hand she didn't want this to end so soon... Once she came, her strength would leave her and she'd be left with the very difficult task of staying conscious... On the other hand, her base instincts DEMANDED this.... they needed to be free, to cum all over Sayumi's insides...

One could see how this was quite the dilemma...

Sayumi had shifted her body, hist slightly, enough to watch Cicilia from over the rocking curves on her own body. She didn't want to just feel her, she wanted to witness her, and wanted the boxer to see what she was doing to Sayumi. She had already been so close, so ready. This was a surprise, one that had given her a few moments to rest up for what was to come. She had never been on the receiving end of this before. It felt so different with Cicilia doing almost all the work. So much more potent. Her eyelids fluttered with each push, it had become so distracting she just closed them completely, taking it all in. She placed her hands on her own chest, quietly fondling herself in time with Cicilia's grinding.

Her moans were soft and quiet as bit her lower lip. Her body was so tense, she felt everything so vividly. It was getting to be too much. She wanted to last longer, for Cicilia but she couldn't. The girl had done so much to her, gotten her so aroused even before they had gotten into things proper. She just couldn't.

So she didn't.

Her eyes opened wide as her body bucked, her breathing came in short quick bursts as her was overcome completely. Each stroke of their bodies urged her on more and more. She whined loudly as she squirmed. The heated rush taking over her body, a faint numbness in her fingers. Her toes curled. Her body laid back into the cushion, quivering as Cicilia continued to have her way with her. Though she shifted and wiggled more now, coming down off of her orgasm her body was so sensitive, she couldn't help but giggle wildly. It was almost like she was being tickled.

Cicilia pushed and pushed against her, taking them both away into the land of ecstasy... There was no grudge held between them for her lover being unable to last any longer for her... They made out so hard before this, fondled and groped and kissed so much that their arousal had already been near peak by the time they got to this point... There was no disappointment to be had here... only the slaking of their desires. Sayumi came all over her and this was the trigger that took her too... The moment she felt her lover's fluids wash between her legs, Cicilia came a second later, blasting Sayumi's sex with her own fluids, her strength leaving her just as her fluids had.

By "continuing to have her ways with her", the German simply crawled back on top of her lover, taking her into her arms again as she giggled along with her... Their bodies had grown so sensitive after their orgasm... It was like every single thing they felt were amplified... The airflow of the apartment, their warm bodies pressed against one another, the sensation of Sayumi's hot breath against Cicilia's lips... The German lay atop her lover, weakly brushing the woman's hands away from her breasts so she could rest her head atop them... So soft and comfortable... Slick and pillowy... The perfect surface to fall asleep on... What made it even better was the soft heartbeat she felt through her chest, it's steady rhythm giving her something to listen too as her mind was tempted with unconsciousness. Her eyes drooped slightly as she kissed Sayumi's breasts lazily before rubbing her cheek against them.

"...I love this...." She murmered, raising her head a little so she could peer into those beautiful aqua eyes. "I love being with you... You make me so happy..."

Sayumi lay panting on the couch, eyes half opened as Cicilia climbed on to of her to lay. She couldn't held but smile, her arms coming up to weakly wrap around her girlfriend. She squirmed a bit as Cicilia kissed and nuzzled her breast, a soft giggle escaped her. Her palms lightly rubbed her shoulders. "That was... really good." She sighed softly. "Way better than hanging shelves." The silence hung a bit behind her words before she laughed. She certainly hoped her close and personal time with her lover beat out decorating, otherwise they would have had some problems. She raised her own head slightly as Cicilia spoke to her, a blush already on her face brightened. She plopped her head back, setting a hand on top of Cicilia's hair to pull some of it down over her face.

"You always have so many nice thins to say about me." She stares up at the ceiling, smiling wide. "You're really sweet... I'm glad I got to be the one to help you... ya'know..." She wasn't sure how to really put it. There was a view things she had helped Cicilia with. Coming to terms with liking women, tempering her rage a bit... trying sushi? Sayumi marveled on all the firsts she had experienced with the boxer since they met.

Cicilia snickered as her girlfriend declared that their little adventure was FAR better than hanging shelves. Well... duh! As much as she enjoyed doing mindless house redecoration, it was a dead-easy choice between this and that... She'd always choose her lover... The Boxer couldn't help but smile as she saw Sayumi's red cheeks brighten ever more in response to her declaration, the lavender cutie looking more and more adorable by the second. How did she keep doing that...? Cicilia just HAD to know her secret... Cicilia blinked as Sayumi pulled some of her long, umber hair over her face, obscuring her view of her lover. The boxer actually *meeped* in protest, shaking her head in an attempt to get it all back where it was supposed to be.

By the time she got her hair back to a reasonable place, Sayumi had remarked how she always had nice things to say... how she was was sweet (of all the words to describe her). That she was glad to have been the one to help her.... The German's own cheeks flashed a deep(er) red, the Boxer slowly climbing up her lover so that their faces were level with one another, blocking Sayumi's riveting view of the ceiling... Help her...? No, she was FIXING her... Without Sayumi, no doubt she would've fallen deeper into the rut she had been digging herself into... Without her, she wouldn't have been described if hell itself came to abduct her for all her rage and anger... Her lover had saved her... is healing her... It was a debt she didn't think she could ever repay... Still... for all the things she said, the Juggernaut had been expecting something... more...? Something else...? The words were on the tip of the Boxer's tongue but every time she spoke them they went ignored and unreciprocated. She knew this was moving fast but was it so wrong to ask for those 3 simple words?

"You're the best thing to happen to me..." Cicilia sighed, leaning in for one last kiss before rolling off to the side, laying beside her lover rather than on top. "I don't know what I'd do without you..."

Cicilia words were always so sweet, praise so high. She was never really sure she deserved it all, not really. She had to respect Cicilia enough not to question her on this any longer. She seemed sincere, she had no reason not to be. They had been together for such a short time but every day she say her girlfriend making strides to be a better person. She hoped it was for herself though. She didn't want Cicilia to change just for her, but because she wanted to become better, stronger, more in control of herself.

She worried about Cicilia often when she said bold claims of how much Sayumi meant to her, how important she was... what if she wasn't there one day. What then? Would her lover fall back to her darker ways, fueled by rage alone? She wanted her to be happy. That was all. She knew that could never be unless she took the steps to do it herself. Sayumi didn't make her a better person, Cicilia made herself a better person. How could she convey that?

Sayumi quietly returned the kiss with a soft smile. As Cicilia slipped off her, she rolled over to press herself along the boxer's side, arms wrapping themselves around the woman. With a soft content sigh she snuggled up against her, slipping a leg over her as was her normal way, her head resting on a shoulder where it nuzzled gently. She didn't want to ruin the moment by speaking up. She could do that later... maybe. They were living together now. They would see each other every day. Be with each other every night. It was cause for celebration if anythings. So she quietly cuddled against Cicilia enjoying her company.

"Is this what living together is going to be like all the time?" She murmured softly, a sly smirk on her face. She had a light joking tone despite how tired she was. "How are we going to get anything done?"

Cicilia smiled as her partner asked her question, tilting her head so that she faced her lover in their embrace. She softly nuzzled her as her eyes drooped low, her hands softly rubbing along Sayumi's beautiful, pale skin. Just having her here with her every night... It was something dreams were made of...

"...Only if I can help it..." The boxer laughed, pulling her sweetheart into a slightly tighter embrace. It was a good question, though... How would they get anything done if they did this all the time...? A better question was who cared? Cicilia was content with how things were going right now and was just as content to focus on that. Everything else would work itself out later right? Probably... It was always so much more... exciting to stay in the now, wasn't it...? Take your days one step at a time and only look ahead far enough so you didn't trip over obstacles. It was her motto and so far it served her well... It had gotten her to this point, laying in bed (or couch as the situation may be) with a beautiful woman who had a real place in her heart... It brought her to a world where there was little to be angry about, where she didn't have to be angry and there was little to shred her nerves. Funny that it looked just like this one... Just... different...

She looked upon her girlfriend like she was some kind of goddess, like her savior or something... She had given her a very special gift just by being who she was... She had given help... Help she didn't ask for but desperately needed, Sayumi had been there and she hadn't needed to do anything so excessive to earn her support. One might think that would cheapen the love she had for her but they'd be wrong... She only held that much more reverence for the woman that helped her in a way she could never ask, so ready was she...

So how would they get anything done...?

"...Maybe if we can keep our hands off each other long enough..." Cicilia murmured, placing a soft kiss on Sayumi's forehead. "mmmm... that'd be hard though..." As she held Sayumi in her arms, she slowly drifted off, wondering what she could do to cool her hot head... mm... Maybe taking a nice shower with her lover tomorrow....