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Annie lunged forwards, pulling back just before she reached Mikasa's core. She tipped her head,
"Can you hold still?" She asked, rhetorically, pushing the older's thighs further apart than she had them already. No, Mikasa couldn't hold still. She'd been squirming non stop for the last couple of minutes. Annie had debated restraining her, though soon deciding against it for various reasons. Mikasa was initially grateful to her for not doing so, but now even she thought it might be necessary. She couldn't help it, though. Annie was sexy as hell for one. Secondly, her voice was right in her ear eighty percent of the time. The way she sounded her words was purposely made to arouse the taller of the two, and it was working.
Annie went down, licking Mikasa from the bottom up, the girl whimpering as her back arched slightly off the bed. Annie rose her brows.
"You can't be serious. How horny are you?" She teased, licking Mikasa again. The answer to that was, extremely. Annie had given her a test two days ago, which was, not to touch herself until Friday, which was, today. Mikasa didn't see that as much of a problem, until the blonde told her the catch: she was going to tease her until her masturbation-free time was up. That meant whispering things in her ear, touching her in certain areas, in certain ways, and so on, and so forth. Therefore, naturally, the ravenette was in a state.
"Shut up, you don't get to talk," she retorted, a heavy blush covering her face. Annie hummed a laugh against her core, obviously causing some vibration to which Mikasa responded with a loud moan.
"Hey," the younger started, lifting herself and leaning over to meet her girlfriend's lips, "someone's gonna hear you," she ended with joining their lips, reaching down to stroke her bud with her thumb. Mikasa whined into the kiss, the feeling of Annie's thumb against her clit sending a surge of heat throughout what felt like her entire being. Guess she won't be shutting up any time soon, the blonde thought to herself, inserting her tongue into Mikasa's mouth. Mikasa pushed her tongue against hers, the two beginning to tongue wrestle.
The two adolescents visited one another's room frequently, at least five times a day, sometimes more. That was usually just to talk or read together, at times they even fell asleep together. However, they engaged in sexual intimacy only two, maybe three times per week. Almost all their friends knew, and often teased them about it. They barely cared, especially Annie. Mikasa was often a little more bashful than her in general, although only to an extent. Both were scarcely concerned about other people's opinions of them, and were particularly nonchalant.
Annie's up and down motion morphed into a circular one, Mikasa moaning against her lips, instinctively squeezing her muscles as her hole turned damp with arousal. Annie was becoming a little wet herself, admiring the sound of Mikasa's pleasured noises. She pulled away, going straight onto her neck, peppering kisses like butterflies, so delicate, so light. She kissed her jawline, too, her collar bone and behind her ears, gingerly running her tongue over sensitive areas as well. She came up to utter words in her ears, too, some related, some not. Mikasa couldn't care less about what she said because it all came down to one goal in the end.
Barely after five minutes were up, Annie brought her kisses lower, positioning her occupied hand so that her thumb still stimulated Mikasa's clit, pressing the tips of her two centre fingers to her lubricated hole. She kissed one of her nipples, gradually beginning to suck on it. Mikasa tried to push herself onto the blonde's fingers, Annie pulling her fingers back a bit and abandoning the nipple she was sucking on.
"Uh-uh-uhhh~," she dissuaded, "be patient."
"You bitch," Mikasa retorted as Annie returned to her chest, now giving attention to her previously neglected breast, a low laugh escaping her. The ravenette sighed and reached over to undo Annie's signature bun, threading her fingers through her hair. She began to gently massage her scalp, Annie almost moaning at that action in itself. Surprisingly, she had a thing for especially gentle touch, and Mikasa knew it all too well. Even though she was being teased at the moment, she had some of her own tricks up her sleeve. As for her turn-ons, she didn't have any specific ones, but any form of attention at all to her pleasure points was enough to get her all hot and bothered.
She was pulled from her thoughts with a whine when Annie finally pushed her fingers in. She shivered a bit, her back arching like before, unintentionally tugging at the younger's now tousled locks. Annie groaned against the nipple in her mouth, pressing her fingers in to the second knuckle. Mikasa tightened around her, the blonde returning to rubbing her clit up and down while she began to move her fingers. She left her nipples alone once again, adding more kisses to the places she'd already covered.
"Did you piss on yourself or are you just that wet?" the dominant of the two derided, sucking hard on a part of Mikasa's skin, ensuring she left a mark. The older gasped at the sensation, her face reddening at Annie's comment. Sometimes she queried how the blue-eyed blonde could say such things with such a serious expression on and in such an insouciant tone.
"I expected you to be more smug about that," she tutted, pulling the shorter into a kiss by her hair before she found a chance to answer. Annie exhaled through her nose, increasing the pace of her fingers as Mikasa kissed her. Their nipples brushed against one another, further exciting both girls. A short while later, Annie broke the kiss, trailing lighter ones down Mikasa's chest and belly before acquiring her bud, throbbing like a second heartbeat. She ran her tongue over the area, pulling Mikasa's clit between her lips with a low hum.
"Oh, FUCK," the ravenette moaned, wrapping her legs around the back of Annie's neck, holding her head down. Something about the way Annie gave head was far more masterful than Mikasa had ever experienced. Despite them having done this on multiple occasions, the dark-haired girl never ceased to become completely immersed in the moment. From beginning to end, Annie was continuously impressing her. As for the blonde, she revelled Mikasa's pleasured noises, notably her little squeaks and shrieks. The way she became so sensitive, twitching and squirming, all of it simply charming her. She began to hum again, picking her pace up once more, gripping her thigh with her unoccupied hand. Mikasa squealed, covering her mouth, and, frankly, she'd had it with the little freak.
Without warning, she yanked at Annie's hair, throwing the blue-eyed female off course and taking the opportunity to flip their positions. Annie gasped as she felt the bedclothes caress her back, frowning as Mikasa hovered over her and began to lean toward her. Annie reached up and grabbed her throat, stopping the ravenette in her tracks.
"Do you wanna tell me what the fuck you think you're doing?" She inquired. Mikasa, generally unfazed, wrapped her own fingers around Annie's throat in return, the shorter arching her brows. Mikasa tilted her head, her fingers creeping between the shorter's thighs.
"Maybe if you shut up I might tell you."
"Huhhh?" Annie responded, an almost disgusted tone dripping from her lips as she furrowed her brows, "Me? Shut u—" she cut herself off, the final consonant being replaced with a shrill moan which caught even the blonde herself off guard, as Mikasa's fingers made contact with her pulsing core. Both had released one another's throats by now, and she pushed her thighs together, her back arching not too far off the bed. She didn't appreciate that despite her salient wetness for the dark-eyed ravenette.
Mikasa only tut, pulling the other's thighs apart again, "Like you said, better watch yourself before someone hears you," she warned, knowing full well the younger of the two wasn't going to tell her to stop. She may have typically been the dominant partner, but even she deserved a good pussy pounding every once in a while.
"Oh my god!" Annie yelped, Mikasa's fingers now entering her, hammering into her with the force of a drill. She was enjoying herself, of course, but only the sudden switch shocked her. She was never the one to submit, but something about how Mikasa was treating her erased all her cares for a time. Her expression, so grave, regardless of the ruddiness her face exhibited. Her actions, so vigorous, so potent.
"Mikasa, FUCK," she groaned, pulling the ravenette into a messy make-out. The older obliged wholeheartedly, curling her fingers against the blonde's walls in a manner she knew would give her a paradise unlike one she'd ever experienced. As hoped for, Annie squealed against her girlfriend's lips, her body jolting as a result of the efficiency of Mikasa's fingers. She was overcome with a feeling so euphoric she thought her heart stopped. And, she hated it. She hated how much she loved it. She hated Mikasa's pertness, hated her aptitude. She hated it so passionately she sacrificed the pleasure she was abundant with, shoving the ravenette off her to hover above her once again.
Mikasa gasped, "Ann—"
"Shut the hell up, Ackerman," the blonde interjected, panting as she spoke, reaching for the older's throat, "just shut it," she ended off, delaying not a moment before helping herself to Mikasa's sex once again, licking and sucking her with bitter ardour, furious that her submissive partner tried to challenge her role. Mikasa's mind screamed petty as hell, but even despite her russet phosphorescence, her glistening skin and that agonising absence of the thrill she felt merely seconds ago, Annie still persevered. The ravenette couldn't help but admire her persistence, thus allowing her to take the lead once more.
Sinking her nails into Mikasa's skin, the blonde devoured her like a starved wolf, pumping her tongue in and out voraciously, adamant to give her an orgasm as compelling as she'd given her — or — would have given her. Whereas Annie was more susceptible to G-spot or vaginal orgasms, for Mikasa it was clitoral orgasms, thus the younger yet dominant of the two focused much of her attention to Mikasa's clit. Whether it was her tongue, lips, fingers or a sex toy mattered not, as the end result was always the same. She could only imagine how swollen her bud had become, Annie sucking so ferociously she feared she might swallow her.
Simultaneously, Annie reached up to tug at and fidget with the taller's erect nipples, moaning and humming against her heat. Mikasa let out small squeaks for a while until Annie made her final move, kitten licking the other a couple of times over before taking her clit into her mouth with simply a tad more pressure than previously. Mikasa's squeaks quickly turned to vociferant cries, her lover's name like a war cry, repetitive, filled with passion, just what Annie was hoping for. She didn't doubt her ability for one second, only growing prouder of herself. She groaned faintly in response to Mikasa clutching mercilessly at her golden strands in her pleasure.
"ANNIE, F-FUCK!" she wailed, thighs quivering, Annie progressing to mouth at her pulsing entrance to bless her tongue with the ravenette's fresh juices. She emitted a guttural murmur as she swallowed the last drops, tenderly stroking Mikasa's sensitivity, causing the dark-eyed girl to whimper, trembling viciously. Annie smirked, this was her favourite part. She repeated her aforementioned action, the older whining as her body lost control of any deliberate movement.
"Hey, if you want me to stop, just say so," the blonde teased, continuing. Mikasa tried to answer, choking on her words as she performed more inadvertent actions, her leg jerking spontaneously and nearly hitting the younger in the face if not for her excellent reflexes. She dodged, grabbing Mikasa's untamed leg, raising a brow before she snorted.
"Watch it, you almost broke my jaw," she exaggerated, letting her girlfriends leg down as she leaned over to connect their lips, Mikasa reciprocating, her jitters decreasing gradually. By the time the two pulled away, she was just about back to normal. Her first sensible words to the blonde being a curse.
"I have two words, Leonhardt; fuck you. Believe me, I'll get you back one day, and in the worst way you can imagine."
"Yeah?" Annie responded, tilting her head to tie her hair again as Mikasa sat up, "Alright. I'll hold you to it, then."
It was expected of the two to bicker this way. Mikasa was endlessly assuring Annie she'd make her submit to her, though never acted upon her words, or if she did, failed to prevail, hence why Annie let her, as she knew that vow would never come to pass. They found enjoyment in testing one another, however, and for that reason, their impractical altercation ceased not.