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A Warm Night In Space

There is a haze about the air in Miorine's room tonight. It's something more than just the residual steam from the shower after she and Suletta had finished taking turns in the bathroom.

In hindsight, if they'd both been planning on doing things like this, it probably would've made more sense not to put on their sleep clothes at all, but at the time of stepping out of the bathtub, they'd each acted on instinct and dressed themselves as per the usual nightly routine.

But this evening it was all for naught.

It's been brewing between them for a while now, this heated curiosity that came along with being betrothed and sleeping in the same bed together every single night.

At first, Suletta had been nervous beyond words to reach out and touch or hug Miorine in her sleep, but as time went on and the stresses of their school lives continued to mount, it soon became the norm for her to pull her future bride into her arms without hesitation.

And Miorine certainly never complained about it - not seriously, anyway. If there ever were a huff here or there, it wasn't because she didn't like the contact, but rather because she'd been impatiently waiting for Suletta to make a move.

"It's about time…"

That's the line she typically said. But tonight, she utters it in an entirely different way, with her voice low and throaty.

As she says this presently, she is sitting in Suletta's lap, legs crossed and ankles hooked around her groom's sides while Suletta has lost herself in a deep, messy kiss. But what Miorine is mainly referring to is the hand Suletta had let rest fully against her humble chest, kneading gently without even fully realizing it. Now, as she pulls away from the kiss, the haze in Sueltta's eyes suddenly breaks as she understands where she'd been touching.

"S-S-Sorry! I-I don't know what came over me, Miorine-san! I wasn't thinking-"

"Would you calm down?" Miorine reaches up and firmly squishes her groom's cheeks between her palms. "I never said I didn't like it, did I?"

Suletta blinks, looking like a chipmunk with its mouth full.

"N-No…?"

"Then continue."

"C-Continue…?" Suletta looks down at her bride in her lap, with her long still-damp hair ruffled and her tank top and shorts already becoming skewed. There's a warmth to her skin that Suletta can tell is different from usual - a warmth she can feel burning inside her own stomach as well.

Gulping, she keeps her right hand firmly planted at the small of her back so she won't fall. And with her left hand, she proceeds with her movements, gently rolling her palm over the soft flesh beneath the shirt. Miorine hums in approval, leaning herself forward more to fill Suletta's hand completely.

She's so soft…

Suletta can't stop her heart from leaping when Miorine presses closer. Her scent envelopes Suletta, and with her hand pushed so flush up against her chest, she can feel her bride's heart pounding too.

While she's doing this, she can feel Miorine's hands scratching lightly up and down her back over her shirt. It feels so nice, especially when she ruffles her nails through Suletta's loose mane of hair. The redhead can't help but smile, closing her eyes in bliss as she leans down to kiss her again. She's only stopped by a snort from her bride.

"What kind of goofy grin is that? Do you know what kind of mood we're going for?"

"Ehhhh? B-But it feels so nice!"

"I swear… You're lucky you're cute or else you'd be on the floor right now."

Suletta chuckles sheepishly just before her bride pulls her face down and kisses her with a bit more force. With Miorine setting the pace and increasing the passion little by little, Suletta feels more and more confident to follow and match her. When Miorine pushes her mouth against hers, Suletta pushes back, until she finds her inner hunger and unlocks it.

Miorine-san… My Miorine-san… She's so cute… I just want to be with her forever…

Getting lost in her thoughts and the heat buzzing all around her, Suletta moves her mouth until she can slip her tongue into her bride's lips.

She never imagined that it would feel so nice to do this. She'd heard of and seen other people kissing before, and it always made her blush and turn away. But whenever she kissed Miorine, it was always so wonderful, and it made her want to continue forever. Usually, of course, they were in public or doing work, so she was limited to one or two quick pecks at a time.

But tonight… tonight Miorine is allowing her to go much further, inviting her closer…

Suletta gladly accepts that invitation and explores the kiss, simultaneously still holding her up in her lap. She just keeps kissing her, losing herself in this new electricity until-

"Pah-!"

Miorine has to push her off and break from the kiss, panting and blushing, heart hammering beneath Suletta's palm.

"A-Alright-" she gasps. "Just give me a second…"

Suletta really hadn't realized just how lost she'd gotten in the kiss. Miorine had been kissing back for a while, but eventually Suletta's eagerness had gotten the better of her.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't realize again-! A-Are you okay, Miorine-san?"

"I'm fine…" She licks her lips to clean off some excess moisture, then flashes a smirk up at her groom. "I'm glad you're getting in the mood."

Suletta swallows again.

"I… I want to… I really do! B-But I don't want to get too carried away like that. I don't want to do anything that might make you uncomfortable, s-so please! Slap me if you need to!"

Miorine bursts out laughing, throwing her head back in giggles.

"You're so…" She reels herself back in, remembering this so-called 'mood' they're supposed to be going for. "I don't think that'll be necessary. I can just tell you to wait, right? I don't need to slap you. Unless… you'd like something like that…?" She makes the offer in genuine curiosity. Suletta tilts her head like a confused puppy.

"Like it? I-I mean, I don't think I'd like it, but if it would be the only way to make me focus-"

"Ahh nevermind, forget I said that." Of course. There was no way someone as innocent as Suletta would know about, let alone be into, such things. Miorine shakes the thought away and tightens her hold on her groom, interlocking her fingers at the base of Suletta's neck. "Let's just continue."

"C-Continue how so…?" Now that Suletta has been pulled from the heat of the moment, she's not sure of exactly how to get back into it. Miorine rolls her eyes and smiles helplessly.

"I'm going to have to do everything, aren't I? Just start with whatever feels good." To demonstrate, she straightens herself up and leaves a smaller, more chaste kiss on her groom's lips. Suletta sighs dreamily and kisses back, much more softly this time. She hugs Miorine close, cuddling more than anything for a little while as they nuzzle into each other's necks and leave playful kisses on shoulders and collarbones.

Little by little, those kisses gain heat and pressure, and before they know it they're back to where they left off.

Suletta had moved her hands to Miorine's back to hold her up better, but now Miorine tactfully finds one of them and moves it back to her chest. She gives Suletta a needy, upturned look, panting lightly. Even Suletta understands the meaning behind that look.

'Touch me.'

She gulps again but gives a nod.

Miorine guides the hand higher up her chest, and again, Suletta is filled by an immediate trill of delight as she savors the feeling of softness. She sighs, leaving a few small kisses along the side of her bride's neck. At the same time, Miorine again starts to run her nails lightly up and down her back, sending little shivers down Suletta's spine.

After a few moments of rising temperatures, Miorine takes the lead and slips her hand beneath Suletta's shirt to touch her skin directly, demonstrating what it is she wants.

Suletta obeys, slipping her hand down to her bride's abdomen at the end of the tank-top and playing at the edges a bit. She gives her a slightly nervous look, one that asks if this is really okay. Miorine's response is to kiss her, letting out a comfortable breath into her mouth.

Slowly, Suletta lets the pads of her fingers slip under and touch the warm skin underneath. She'd done this a million times when spooning or cuddling her in bed, but never like this before. Never with these intentions.

Miorine's small, flat stomach sinks lightly beneath her palm as Suletta curls her fingers in. Miorine immediately scolds her.

"Hey! Don't squish it!"

"B-But it's so soft!"

Suletta rubs circles across her bride's stomach, making her blush even harder. Miorine throws herself forward, hiding her face in her groom's shoulder. Suletta chuckles, tracing gentle patterns with her hand. She feels one of Miorine's hands that had been on her back now moving around to the front. Her nails glide over Suletta's stomach, which is much more toned in comparison. Now it's Suletta's turn to blush harder.

"M-Miorine-san… It's so hard and not cute at all…"

"Haaah?!" Miorine is genuinely offended to hear her putting herself down like that. "What are you talking about?! I wish I had muscles like you!" She moves her hand up and down Suletta's stomach, feeling the very clear bumps of her abs. Suletta makes a shivering sound.

"M-M-Miorine-san, th-that tickles!"

"Ridiculous! How can you be so toned?"

"M-Miorine-san…"

"Unbelievable…" Once Miorine has finished her pouting, she stops moving her hand long enough for Suletta to recover from the giggles that had started to spill over. Heaving a sigh, Suletta pulls her bride in closer by the arm around her back.

"I think it would be nicer to have a soft, cute stomach like yours…"

"You're joking. Obviously this is nicer." She gives a few pats to Suletta's muscles. Suletta whines in protest.

"No! Miorine-san's stomach is the best in the universe!"

"I-Idiot!" Once more, Miorine blushes too hard to retaliate, so her only hope is to bury herself in her groom's shoulder again. She leaves a tiny bite to show her disapproval at being defeated. Suletta laughs and kisses her head.

Once they're both ready to continue, Miorine glides her hands up Suletta's sides, then back down again. Suletta shivers in the most pleasant of ways. Again, it's nothing they haven't done before while cuddling or tickling each other in bed. But it's never been done in quite the same way as it's happening now.

The heat in the air is still very palpable, as is the matching pulse pounding between them. Miorine moves her hand across Suletta's stomach, sides, and back, waiting for her to do the same. Suletta just stays at her stomach for a few minutes. But each time she tries to hype herself up enough to go higher, she gets too shy and stops.

"M-Miorine-san… Are you sure it's okay…?"

Miorine leans back until she can find her eyes again. She kisses her sweetly.

"If it's not, I'll tell you. Otherwise, you can just assume everything is okay."

"R-Really?"

Miorine responds with a hug, resting her warm palms against the center of her groom's back as she nestles into her shoulder.

"Yes, Suletta. You're fine. So try not to worry too much. Let's just enjoy ourselves tonight."

Suletta exhales, trying to replace her timid movements with more confident ones. She holds her bride close and plants a kiss on her cheek.

"Okay. But please tell me if there's anything you don't like."

"I will. And you do the same."

"Right."

With this, Suletta gradually inches her way up beneath Miorine's shirt, until she finds the heavenly softness of her chest. Miorine blushes hard and whimpers when she touches her directly, but she quickly leans into it to let Suletta know it's a good feeling.

Suletta might be blushing even harder, though. She'd never touched Miorine like this before. At least not directly, and definitely not on purpose. It feels amazing.

S-So soft…

It was wildly different from touching her own chest. Miorine's is much smaller, but it's so perfect.

Suletta kisses her lips again, reminding herself to go slowly with her hands, to savor the feeling for herself while letting her bride adjust. She rolls her palm gently over and around Miorine's right breast for a moment, then pauses, resting her hand at the center of her chest where she can feel her heartbeat thrumming.

"Miorine-sa-"

Before she can even ask or begin to worry if this was too much, Miorine gives her response in the form of touch. She slips her hands up too, and touches Suletta's chest with cautious, careful movements.

Suletta also inadvertently lets out a whimper. It just feels… so nice, having the person she loves touch her like this. In a way no one else ever has. In a way she's never wanted anyone else to before.

Her small hands are warm as they cup Suletta's chest, massaging gently. Suletta closes her eyes to enjoy the feeling, until she hears a slight huff.

"That skin-tight suit really conceals it well…"

Of course Miorine had known that well enough after sleeping in the same bed with her every night. Naturally, she'd gotten a sense of just how big Suletta was just by cuddling and clinging to her. But to actually be feeling directly for the first time…

"Unfair…"

Suletta's face heats up as she comprehends her bride's meaning.

"N-No way! You're the one who's unfair, Miorine-san! Yours is definitely cuter!"

"C-Cute isn't exactly attractive…"

"Whaaaat?! H-H-How could you say that?! Cute is the best part!" Suletta passionately disagrees with her bride's opinion and raises her voice. "M-Miorine-san, you must know how cute this is, right?" She gives her hand a few squeezes on her bride's chest. Miorine's whole face turns bright red.

"A-Alright, I get it! Geez!"

"This is a matter I won't be swayed on!"

"Stop squishing so much!"

"Oh! S-Sorry!"

The two of them stay perfectly on-track with being completely incapable of focusing on and staying in the mood, and once again erupt into a miniature banter that ultimately ends in giggles and more hugs.

Before long, they've resumed lightly kneading and massaging each other's chests. Suletta rests her chin on Miorine's shoulder with a hum.

"It feels so nice… What about you, Miorine-san? This isn't too much, is it?"

"You're fine," she sighs. "You're quite good at this sort of thing…"

For a moment, they simply close their eyes and feel around each other's torsos, alternating between massaging chests or rubbing stomachs or lightly scratching backs. All the while they leave kisses wherever they can.

Eventually, an undeniable heat has settled in the bottom of their stomachs. Miorine is just beginning to get antsy and failing to ignore it when her groom speaks again.

"So nice…" Suletta hums again as she cups her palm around Miorine's chest. "I… really want to know what it feels like… to have them touch directly…" Her face heats up with another deep blush as she finally says it out loud. Miorine eases back to glimpse her face. As soon as they make eye contact, Suletta melts and hides in her bride's shoulder again.

"F-Forget I said that!"

"Oh no you don't! You're not allowed to get embarrassed now!"

"B-But-!"

"Do you want to have sex with me?"

"E-Ehhhhhehehh?! Huuoooouoohh s-s-s-se-?!"

"That is what we're about to do, right? Stop yodeling like a howler monkey!"

"B-B-But s-s-se-se-sex is… huueeeeh!"

"It's really a miracle I haven't thrown you off the bed yet…" Miorine grabs Suletta's face again and forces her to look her in the eyes. "Answer the question, Suletta! Do you want to have sex with me or not?"

"Y… Y-Y-Yes!"

"Then we're going to have to take our clothes off anyway, so there's no point in being flustered about it."

"T-Take off…" Suletta is still recovering from the unexpected blow of hearing Miorine say the word out loud. She isn't prepared for when her bride suddenly crosses her arms at the bottom of her tank-top and starts removing her shirt altogether. Suletta shrieks.

"Heeeee! W-W-Wait, M-Miorine'san! I-I'm not ready-"

"Then get ready!"

"R-Right!"

Miorine pauses, letting her shirt hang just shy of revealing everything. Suletta heaves in several deep breaths as she gets her bearings and tries to prepare for what lies ahead.

I-I have to focus… This will be the first time I'll ever see Miorine-san like this…

She gulps for the half-dozenth time tonight as she straightens up, giving her bride her full attention. Miorine waits somewhat impatiently.

"Can I continue yet?"

"I'm… almost ready…"

"Hurry up before I change my mind."

Suletta just needs another moment to absorb the scene. Miorine - her Miorine - kneeling on the bed in front of her now, arms crossed and fingers clutching each end of the shirt which has already been pulled up enough to expose her perfect stomach. Two small, circular shadows are just barely peeking through, teasing at what lies beneath the rest of the material. Her long hair is becoming more adorably frazzled every time the two of them touch, and a pink blush has taken up a permanent residence on her cheeks and nose. She waits, pouting, her eyes set in a slight glare.

Suletta doesn't want to make her wait so long that she becomes nervous and changes her mind. So finally, she gives a nod.

"O-Okay… I'm ready."

"Finally."

Miorine proceeds to remove her tank-top. When it's up over her shoulders and completely off at last, her long fluffy hair comes spilling down, some of it over the front of her shoulders and down her stomach.

Suletta gapes at the sight of her bare chest. She's so cute and petite and perfect.

It really takes a lot of self-control for Suletta not to lunge at her in an exuberant hug right then and there. Instead, she just continues to stare in awe, jaw slightly agape. All the while, Miorine turns redder and redder, until she can't bear it any longer and covers herself.

"Idiot! Stop looking so much!"

"Ehhhh-? Why did you cover yourself?"

"Because you're staring holes through me!"

"B-But you're so cute!"

Miorine glares at her, but that doesn't deter Suletta. She dives forward and grabs her bride by the hips, pulling Miorine back into her lap. Suletta nuzzles her all over out of sheer happiness, giggling like a child. Miorine almost tries to paw her off at first until she realizes just how happy her groom is. She sighs, uncurling her arms from around her chest, and instead drapes them around Suletta's shoulders.

"You are so weird…"

Suletta just continues laughing and humming. The fact that Miorine trusted her enough to do something like this with her just made her so incredibly happy. Suletta hugs her out of sheer affection and kisses her cheek, then her temple, then her forehead.

"Miorine-san…"

"I'm glad you're having fun." Miorine smiles, finding her lips to kiss her sweetly. Suletta locks both arms around her back and hugs her close. Miorine glides her hands up and down her groom's back, enjoying the innocent moment with her.

At last, Suletta comes off the high. She eases back enough to find her bride's gaze again.

"Miorine-san… I want to touch you more…"

"No one's stopping you."

Miorine raises her groom's shirt up a little higher, giving her an inquisitive look. In response, Suletta lifts up her arms, allowing Miorine to remove the article completely. She drops it on the floor next to her own shirt, observing how Suletta's long fluffy hair falls back down over her shoulders and down her back.

Miorine had always had an idea of exactly what she looked like. But to actually see her naked like this for the first time makes her blush, too.

Her tanned skin is an even more satisfying shade in the darkness. Miorine can pinpoint the exact place where the firmness of her abs turns into the softness of her ample chest. Her figure is much nicer than the uniform would ever let on, and Miorine feels a spark of smugness for being the only one in the universe to know this.

As the seconds pass, Suletta sits there as though she's being examined and is waiting to be ridiculed for something. She continues holding Miorine up in her lap, kneading her fingers nervously into her sides, nearly making her squeak with laughter a few times.

"M-Miorine-san… Now you're staring…"

"Oh, so I'm not allowed, but you are?"

"S-Sorry! I understand now!"

"Idiot."

Miorine slides her legs off to either side of Suletta's body, crossing her ankles together at the small of her back again. From here, she leans in and presses their bodies fully against each other in an intimate embrace. Suletta makes a giddy squeal in the back of her throat.

It's warm. So warm. And much softer than she'd ever felt before with clothes between them. It feels so wonderful that it makes her want to be closer and closer to her.

Suletta pulls her in more, locking both arms around her back. Miorine rests her chin on Suletta's shoulder and closes her eyes, relishing this feeling for the first time. She plays through her hair a little while gently tracing her nails up and down her back.

Suletta returns the favor, being extra gentle, even with her nails already so short. She feels a shiver run through her bride's body, but she knows firsthand it's the good kind. The best kind. The only kind of shiver that comes from warmth.

She's so cute… I can feel her heartbeat…

It's fast and hard and full, beating a little quicker than her own pulse. But the feeling of their hearts moving so closely together is indescribable, and so so beautiful.

Suletta closes her eyes and nuzzles against the side of Miorine's head. She just holds her, feeling her breathe, letting each beat of her pulse fill her own chest. Miorine clings as tightly to her as possible, giving her a good squeeze. Suletta understands the meaning of the message even without words. She returns it with an affectionate whisper.

"I love you too, Miorine-san."

Suletta feels it for herself when Miorine's heart rate increases a little.

"Idiot…"

Suletta chuckles.

For several long moments, they stay like this, simply relishing the feeling of being close to one another, sharing their warmth and their heartbeats. They kiss several times, soft and light, gazing fondly into each other's eyes.

And then the heat in their stomachs becomes undeniable once more. While adjusting herself to get a bit more comfortable, Miorine accidentally brushes herself up against Suletta through their shorts. Suletta stiffens and lets out a tight exhale. Miorine blushes.

"S-Sorry."

"N-No… It… feels nice…"

They make eye contact, and both of them are red in the face. But there's a mutual hunger between them, one that makes it a relief to know the other is feeling as well.

Miorine kisses her again, and this time pulls all her weight back. Suletta lands on top of her on the bed, squishing her down into the mattress. Having misjudged her groom's weight a bit, Miorine actually loses her breath for a second. Suletta quickly breaks the kiss and braces herself up on her forearms.

"A-Are you okay?!"

"Yes…" she wheezes. "I just got a bit… carried away…"

Miorine can feel Suletta trying to move off of her, but she grabs her in a hug and stops her.

"You don't have to get up."

"B-B-But you're-!" Suletta seems to catch herself, like a child about to say something they know they shouldn't. Miorine gives her a compelling glare.

"I'm what, now?"

Suletta bows her head.

"Y-You're so small, Miorine-san… I f-feel like I'm crushing you…"

Miorine's heart skips at least twice.

"Aghh! You're so-! Come here!" She yanks Suletta back down fully on top of herself and kisses her again. "Didn't I say I'd tell you to stop if I needed you to? You're not crushing me. I'll be fine."

"Are you sure...?"

"Positive."

Miorine can tell her groom is still a bit nervous about their difference in weight. She doesn't want Suletta worrying about something like that right now. So she brings her down for another soft kiss, conveying to her that everything will be alright.

Suletta hums against her lips. Thanks to her bride's encouragement, her hands gradually start to move again, running up and down over Miorine's sides. In turn, the hands on her back continue to rub and scratch gently, occasionally coming around to the front to knead her chest as well.

The kissing commences, with Suletta now able to lay her lips on more of her bride's skin than ever before. She kisses the crook of her neck, where she can feel the faint flutter of her pulse underneath. Then she kisses the juncture of her shoulder and up along the side of her neck, trailing her tongue behind here or there. Miorine begins to squirm beneath her and make cute little whimpering sounds. Suletta brings the kisses to a pause at her lips.

"Miorine-san… you're so cute…"

Small, slender fingers card back through Suletta's bangs, and misty silver eyes sparkle up at her in the darkness.

"You're beautiful, Suletta."

She leans down for another kiss, and Miorine eases her knees apart, allowing Suletta's abdomen to rest fully against hers. The heat that has culminated there has started to boil, and neither of them will be able to take it for much longer.

Suletta continues kissing her all across her chest, having the advantage in this position. She gives proper attention to each of her breasts, kissing one while massaging the other.

Miorine attempts to reciprocate, kissing her head and rubbing her back whenever she can. But Suletta has the weight advantage of the position, and before long Miorine can't do anything more than lie there and be pampered.

Suletta is mindful of her breathing, making sure not to press too hard on her stomach and to pause whenever she starts to pant a bit harder. When that happens, Suletta slows down and gives her space to catch her breath and will move back up to kiss her forehead instead.

The heat only increases, and soon Miorine makes an attempt to grab at the top of Suletta's shorts to begin inching them down. From her angle she doesn't get them very far, but it's enough to get her point across. Suletta breaches after drowning herself in kissing her bride's chest, giving her a hazy look.

"Miorine-san…"

Miorine looks up at her and gives a nod of approval.

Suletta sits up, gulping again now as she's faced with her next task. She takes a moment to drink in the sight of her bride, sweaty, blushing, breathless, and half-nude there beneath her. Miorine has already given her so much tonight. Just this is enough of a blessing. She doesn't want to be too greedy.

"Miorine-san… are you sure…?" Suletta's eyes and tone gain a hint of seriousness now.

Her bride smiles.

"Suletta." She sits herself up, looping both arms around her neck before resting their foreheads together. "I've never been more certain of anything in my life. As long as you're okay with it."

"Y-Yes! I'm very okay with it!"

"Then there's your answer."

Miorine gives her another kiss, then Suletta helps her lie back down.

From there, she slowly begins to remove her bride's shorts, slipping them down her legs until Miorine can kick them off. And then there's nothing between them but those cute white panties.

Suletta holds her breath just to take in the sight of her, completely naked except for those. Of course she's seen Miorine in her underwear before, sometimes by accident and sometimes simply because they were each too tired to be embarrassed, and sometimes because they just didn't mind anymore.

But this…

This…

"Oh wow… Miorine-san, you're so beautiful." Suletta places both hands on her bride's shoulders, then slowly traces them down her arms to her hands. She laces their fingers together, then brings Miorine's hands up to her lips to kiss them each. Miorine turns an even darker shade of pink and looks away, unable to bear looking up at her right now.

Suletta then puts her hands on her bride's sides and moves them down, over her ribs and to her hips. Miorine scrunches her blushing face up and squeezes her eyes shut.

"Just get on with it!"

"S-Sorry!" Suletta realizes she might've been teasing just a little too much.

Drawing in a deep breath, she hooks her index fingers on each side of the materials. She blinks now, not wanting to miss a second of it when the time comes. Miorine raises her hips a little bit.

Another gulp.

Then, Suletta pulls the underwear down, exposing the tiniest bit of white fluff beneath her navel. And then…

Pink. Small. Adorable.

"Huah!" Suletta can't help but make an excited half-squeal, half-yell at the sight of it.

Immediately, Miorine snaps at her.

"Don't make weird noises!"

"I-I'm sorry!"

"Don't stare at it!"

"B-But it's so cute!"

As Miorine struggles to swat at her, Suletta uses her wriggling to help slide the underwear the rest of the way off, exposing her completely. Miorine yelps and tries to cross her legs, but Suletta pushes her hands down over her thighs to stop her.

"W-Wait, Miorine-san!''

"I told you, quit staring!"

"But I've barely gotten to see it at all!"

Miorine squirms and wiggles in mild protest of being looked at, but Suletta is thrilled beyond explanation. She reaches out to poke her sides, earning a high-pitched shriek.

"Suletta!"

"Haha! You're so cute, Miorine-san! The cutest!"

Suletta then proceeds to tickle her, until Miorine is left a giggling mess beneath her. Suletta laughs too as she kisses her all over. Any embarrassment Miorine might've started to feel is instantly washed away beneath her groom's gentle touches and wholesome laughs.

Thankfully, though, Suletta doesn't tickle her too hard for too long. She knows Miorine is going to need her energy for what comes next. So after only a minute's worth of tickles she stops, leaning down to kiss her a few times until she has her breath back.

Miorine makes a sound halfway between a hum of approval and a growl of annoyance as she pulls her down into another fierce hug. Suletta kisses her forehead, then the bridge of her nose, then her lips. Here, she pauses and meets her bride's gaze again.

"Miorine-san. Can I kiss you there…?"

It's such an unexpected question that sparks such excitement within her that Miorine inadvertently tightens up a little.

"Wha… you…" Her whole neck and face turn red, but Suletta's expression remains serious.

"It's okay if you don't want me to. I just wanted to ask."

Miorine lets out a loud huff and turns her face to one side.

"I never said you couldn't…"

Suletta perks up.

"Really?!"

Miorine covers her face with one arm.

"Do whatever you want…"

Suletta all but leaps on her, drowning her in kisses yet again. As she showers her face in kisses, Suletta massages her chest again, slowly and soothingly. Gradually, she works her way down Miorine's neck, then down the center of her chest, across her stomach, down to her navel…

By this point, Miorine is in a fog. There's already so much heat and wetness at her core, she knows it won't take very much at all to finish her off.

Suletta trails her tongue over her bellybutton, then lower, lightly grazing her thighs in turn.

And then-

"Kya!"

Miorine can't keep back the yelp when Suletta makes direct contact. The brush of her tongue is so light and warm, but it matches the heat and wetness of her core perfectly. She feels Suletta pause after just the one kiss, and knows she's about to ask if she should stop. So before she can, Miorine speaks first.

"K-Keep going… if you want to…"

Suletta grins to herself.

'If I want to,' she says…

She's never wanted anything more in her life.

Sueltta proceeds with what she was doing, lapping gently at the cute pink folds to let her bride get used to the feeling. Miorine squirms and wiggles beneath her, so Suletta holds her hips in place a bit so she can continue.

She drags her tongue a bit harder and goes in a bit deeper. Her bride is wet and soft and doesn't have much taste at all, but it's so incredible. Not to mention the softness of the thighs hugging her face. She stretches out her tongue into fuller strokes, exploring the area thoroughly.

Miorine is already losing herself. The second Suletta comes into contact with a particularly good spot, she lets out a loud huff.

"Fuck-"

Suletta freezes at that. She lifts her head and blinks up at her bride, astounded.

"M-Miorine-san? A-Are you alright?"

Her bride is wiggling and writhing and blushing from head to toe, her chest heaving hard. The glare she sends down at Suletta is wet with tears of pleasure, but also annoyed.

"You're stopping-?"

"I've never heard you curse like that before!"

"It's fine-" Miorine assures her, only half-cognizant at this point. "I'm fine, Suletta-"

It genuinely surprised her to hear Miorine curse so suddenly, but when she understands it was uttered out of torment from sheer pleasure, Suletta giggles.

If that's the case, she likes it when she curses.

However, her bride's expression implores her to continue and not drag this out any longer. Suletta eagerly returns to her task.

From there, it only takes a few more laps and strokes of her tongue before she feels Miorine's entire body tensing up. Her breathing becomes wild, and adorable little moans and yelps start tumbling from her lips. Suletta matches the pace her bride sets with her hips and increases her speed more and more, until-

"S-Sule-ttah!"

At last she cries out, and Suletta holds her in place, allowing her to feel it for as long as possible. The waves of pleasure roll through her bride's body, so strongly that Suletta can feel them on her tongue.

Miorine spasms, gasping over and over again. Stars and streaks explode behind her eyelids as a gushing warmth spreads across her body.

When she finally starts coming down of the high, Suletta withdraws, kissing her stomach a few times to clean off some of the excess wetness. She takes in the sight of her beautiful bride, a blushing, breathless mess, still trembling in the throes of ecstasy.

Suletta smiles and lies down over her in a hug. Miorine immediately locks her arms around her back, shaking and panting beneath her. Suletta kisses her forehead gently, feeling the way her smaller body heaves beneath hers. She brushes her cheek against hers and feels a smear of tears. That's when she starts to get a little concerned.

"Miorine-san…?" Suletta nudges her nose gently. "Are you alright?"

Her eyes are still squeezed shut, but after a few seconds they flutter open. Her gaze is hazy, and she has to keep blinking a few times to try and get her vision to focus.

"Yes…"

Suletta isn't entirely convinced with the way she keeps needing to gasp for breath.

"A-Are you sure? Your heart is pounding-" That's also been worrying her a bit now. She understands that might be natural after doing what they'd just done, but she's concerned that it's still going a bit too quickly.

Miorine gives a small snort.

"And… whose fault is that…?"

"I-I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize!" Miorine throws her head back with an exasperated groan, then pulls her groom in for a warm kiss. "Suletta, I'm fine. I have never been better. Do you understand?"

"I… think so…?"

Miorine sighs.

"Fine. I guess I'll just have to show you so you can understand it."

"E-Eh…?"

But before Suletta can fully comprehend what's happening, she feels her bride's hands at her shorts again. This time, Miorine successfully pulls them down, and before she can even look at what color her underwear is, those are gone too. Suletta yelps.

"M-Miorine-san, w-wait!"

Suletta cups her hands over herself and quickly sits back. Miorine whines in protest.

"This is some double-standard!"

"I-I'm sorryyyy!"

Miorine rolls her eyes as she pushes herself up. Suletta is still straddling her, so she can already feel pretty much everything. But she waits until her groom is ready to remove her hands and show her.

The deep blush is dark over Suletta's tanned skin as she slowly removes her hands. There's a tuft of red fuzz, which Miorine thinks suits her quite nicely.

"I don't know what you're so embarrassed about," she says. "It's perfect."

"Th-That's how I feel about yours!"

"Fine. Then we're in agreement."

Miorine grabs Suletta's arms and pulls her forward again as she flops down onto her back. She initiates the kisses now while Suletta follows her lead, gradually shedding her underwear all the way off her ankles.

She's caught completely off-guard when she feels Miorine's knee gently slipping between her thighs. Suletta yelps, but instantly sinks onto her, rubbing against her with light rolls of her hips.

Miorine enjoys the sight of her flustered groom from beneath her. The instant she'd touched her directly, Suletta's eyelids had fallen shut as she'd focused on the feeling. Miorine strains up to kiss her lips again, using one hand to hold herself up and the other to massage Suletta's chest. Little by little, Miorine works her way lower, until her fingertips brush the warm softness between her legs.

"Uweh-" Suletta lets out the cutest, most ridiculous little moan. Miorine actually has to bite back a laugh. She strokes her fingers a little bit, and Suletta can't help but move with her, hopelessly under her control.

At first, Suletta tries to reciprocate and touch or kiss her in return. But after only a minute or so, she's completely at Miorine's mercy. It's all she can do to hold herself up on her palms as she wiggles herself over Miorine's finger.

Miorine pays close attention to her expression and reactions, moving as she believes Suletta wants her to. But just to be certain, she has to check.

"Suletta? Are-"

"I-It feels good!" Suletta squeaks immediately. "R-Really good! M-Miorine-san, you're incredible! Please d-don't stop!"

That's a clear enough answer for her.

So Miorine continues, stroking her finger through the soft warm folds, then sometimes swirling in little circles. Whenever she breaks the back and forth rhythm to do this, Suletta always makes a little moan of delighted distress.

Eventually, she starts rocking her hips along with Miorine's movements, so Miorine quickens her pace. Suletta begins to tremble, her hair spilling forward over her shoulders as she bows her head and arches her back.

"Ah- ah-! M-Miorine-san, s-something's h-happening-"

Miorine smiles, reaching out with her free hand to cup her cheek gently.

"Suletta…"

She coaxes her groom to look up past half-lidded eyes at her. Suletta's gaze is pleading and helpless enough as it is, and then Miorine delivers the final blow.

"I love you."

"Hnnn-!"

All at once Suletta collapses on top of her. Miorine catches her and flops back down, holding her tightly.

Suletta's strength leaves her all at once, draining out of her as the waves of pleasure wash through. And now she understands why Miorine's heart had been pounding so hard.

It feels absolutely amazing.

And to have her bride petting carefully through her hair and down her back to soothe her after the moment of intensity, Suletta almost feels like she could cry. She whimpers, panting as she gradually finds air again, laying her full weight over her bride.

Miorine supports her perfectly, easing Suletta's head to rest on her chest and planting kisses on top of her head. Suletta listens to her heartbeat to help herself calm down, eventually snuggling up to her collar.

"Miorine-san… that was… incredible…"

"Do you feel good?" she asks. "Nothing's sore?"

"No… Not at all."

"Good."

As they wind down, softer, gentler kisses are exchanged. Miorine sighs happily against her lips. Though her body wants to keep going, her heart could absolutely be more than content just stopping here for tonight. The fact that they'd actually gone through with anything at all is still astonishing to her, and she couldn't be happier.

Until-

"Can we keep going?"

To her surprise, it's Suletta who raises the question. Miorine blinks up at her to find there is still a slight hunger in her groom's eyes. But as their gazes meet, Suletta instantly gets shy again.

"I-I mean, only if you want to! I'm perfectly fine with just this much! Really! I'm so, so happy Miorine-san! I can't even put it into words-"

"Suletta." Miorine hushes her frantic babbling with a sweet kiss and a fond look. "I understand. Believe me, I understand. I'm fine to keep going if you are."

"R-Really-?"

"Really. You stamina monster."

"M-Miorine-saaan..." Suletta wails while Miorine laughs and hugs her again.

Gradually, their hands begin to roam once again, and kisses are laid on every accessible inch of skin. When the kisses start becoming heavier and messier, the heat in their stomachs reignites.

Suletta had been indulging in her bride's lips when she feels another teasing brush of fingertips against her inner thigh. She jolts, but quickly pulls away to make a request.

"Miorine-san?"

Her bride blinks up at her curiously.

"What is it?"

Suletta sits up and starts twiddling her fingers.

"U-Um… Well…"

Miorine sits up with her.

"Now's not the time to be shy. Out with it."

Suletta's blush darkens by the second. She can't look her in the eye when she finally makes the request.

"I… I want you to s-sit on top! Of me!" she adds on.

Miorine bursts into laughter.

"You didn't really need to specify…"

"I-Is that okay?" Suletta gives her puppy-dog eyes. "I-I just think it would be really nice since you're so small… I want to look at you from that angle, too."

Now it's Miorine's turn to blush again.

"F-Fine! Lay down then." She grabs her groom and turns them around, pushing Suletta down on her back instead.

"W-Wuuuoah!"

"You asked for this," Miorine huffs. "I hope you're prepared."

Suletta gulps again, but in a much more excited way this time.

Miorine pushes her groom's knee to one side, sliding herself up Suletta's other leg until their cores meet. At the contact, both girls twitch.

"Ahh… M-Miorine-san, it's so soft and warm…"

"You're telling me..."

"It feels nice..."

"Yeah…"

She waits for a moment so both she and Suletta can adjust, then begins to move her hips.

Everything feels amazing; the heat, the slickness, the softness…

When Miorine moves, Suletta bucks her hips up to meet her, making the contact all the fuller and more electric. Sparks shoot through their bodies as they grind themselves together, touching in ways like never before.

It's a lot of effort though, and before long Miorine begins to slow down to catch her breath. But even when she does, Suletta continues to push up against her without rest. Miorine grabs at her groom's stomach and one of her hands to keep herself up.

"You really are… a stamina monster…"

"I-It just feels so good…"

After a moment of recovery, Miorine continues moving with her, until a mutual coil begins to build. The air is hot and filled with a heady aroma as their bodies press together intimately.

Suletta peeks one eye open to glimpse her bride bouncing in her lap, her face scrunched up with how focused she is. Suletta does her best to move with her and meet her thrusts. Little by little, she can feel herself getting closer, until all at once it hits her.

"M-Miorine-san!"

"Damn it-!"

Again, Miorine curses in her pleasure. She hunches forward, grabbing at Suletta however she can to keep herself up. Suletta convulses beneath her, her entire body going tense as the electricity courses through her in powerful waves. It's all she can do to fumble to find Miorine's hips and hold her up for as long as possible.

But when it's over, her bride collapses on top of her, and Suletta is ready with open arms.

They catch their breath, offering messy kisses across hairlines and on cheeks, pulses slamming hard up against each other.

Again, they could've stopped here. But now that they've come this far and done so much together, there's one last thing Suletta is immensely curious about.

Carefully, she rolls Miorine off of her and puts herself on top again, showering her with more and more kisses. Her hands massage her chest again, until the right one slips down her stomach and plays gently across her heat.

"Miorine-san… can you keep going?"

Miorine manages to flutter her eyes open. Suletta is looking bashful but determined. Miorine can't deny that there's still a bit of an eagerness leaping through her stomach.

"I don't see why not."

Suletta gingerly glides one finger over her, making her flinch.

"Are you sure…?" She wants to make it clear what she intends to do.

Miorine sighs.

"You're always so cautious… I appreciate it, though. Yes. I'll be fine, Suletta."

"A-Are you really sure? B-Because if it hurts-"

"I'll tell you," Miorine promises.

"O-Okay."

With this, Suletta leans forward to kiss her again.

Miorine gets lost in those kisses, but she does feel it when Suletta's finger begins slipping in. She tenses up just a little on instinct, but quickly relaxes, breathing deeply. Suletta provides her with enough other wonderful distractions to focus on other than the slight twinge of pain in her abdomen.

"Miorine-san… You're so soft…"

Miorine responds with a hum, opening her legs a little wider.

Suletta is careful when she feels the bit of resistance. But after playing around a bit and eliciting even more wetness, she can feel her bride relax. Even so, she's still cautious about going further.

"Miorine-san? Can I…?"

Her bride flashes an adoring look up at her. She loops both arms around Suletta's shoulders and pulls her down for a gentle kiss.

"Go ahead."

Suletta sucks in a breath.

"O-Okay. I'm putting it in."

"Idiot. Don't announce it!"

"S-Sorry!"

In spite of it all, Miorine actually laughs.

With one concise movement, Suletta kisses her, then pushes in.

She doesn't miss Miorine's tiny whimper against her lips, so she is sure to hold perfectly still once she's inside. Suletta kisses each of her cheeks, then her nose, then her forehead.

"A-A-Are you okay-?"

Miorine keeps her eyes closed as she tries to focus on the better feelings that come after the slight pain.

"Yes… Come here." She pulls Suletta down over her for an embrace. Suletta returns it as best she can with her free arm.

She waits for a moment, until she can feel Miorine's rapid pulse begin to slow and settle. Her bride breathes in a few more times, then reopens her eyes.

"I'm ready."

Suletta kisses her one more time first, then begins to move slowly.

It's like nothing else she's ever felt before.

"Miorine-san… You're so warm… so soft…"

"Mmn-" Her only response is a whine. With Suletta touching her like this, it feels as though some part of herself that had always been missing has finally fallen into place.

It feels wonderful.

For a moment, she focuses on that feeling; the feeling of her most beloved person touching her, wanting nothing more than to make her feel good. When she dares to peek up at her, Suletta's expression is focused and serious, but her eyes are full of love.

Miorine blinks and feels a few tears drip down across her temples. Suletta must notice, because she immediately becomes concerned.

"M-Miorine-"

"It's okay-" Miorine offers a heartfelt smile up at her. Her tears are only for good reasons.

Seeing her bride so happy like this makes Suletta tear up as well. Sniffling, she leans down to kiss her sweetly.

All the while, she continues moving her finger, setting a good pace and rhythm for Miorine to follow. Her pulse begins to pound in time with Suletta's light thrusts, until she starts to feel little prickles of pleasure spreading through her stomach.

"Ah… nn…" She can't hold back a few little moans, which Suletta enjoys immensely.

"Miorine-san… you're so beautiful…"

"Mnn… Suletta…"

Suletta can hear the need and desire in her voice. She doesn't stop, moving exactly where her bride needs her to and maintaining her pace. She kisses her over and over, peppering them across her chest, collar, and neck.

When at last she feels her getting close, Suletta caresses her free hand through her bride's bangs and kisses her forehead.

"Miorine-san… I love you so much!"

Miorine tilts her head back and gasps as the pleasure bursts inside her. It's so intense this time that she doesn't even have the breath to curse or make any other kind of sound. She clings onto Suletta's back with shaking hands, sobbing from the relief.

Suletta holds her tightly as her body convulses from ecstasy. She can feel Miorine's heart pounding from here, gushing through her entire body as the waves roll through her. She does whatever she can to ensure this feeling lasts for her.

Finally, Miorine goes limp, struggling for breath. With great care, Suletta removes herself, then gently lies herself down on top of her clinging bride.

She cuddles and kisses her, helping her feel stable after the onslaught of intense feelings. She resorts once again to sprinkling little kisses all over her face and caressing her cheeks, catching the last of the tears before kissing those away too.

Once Miorine has gotten her breath back and her heart has settled, Suletta can hear her making content little noises and purrs. She glances down at her bride fondly.

"Miorine-san…"

Miorine catches her eye.

"You're pretty good at that."

"E-Eh? I-I'm glad... You are, too." Suletta hums, leaving another kiss on the bridge of her nose. "Are you okay? Does anything hurt?"

"I've never been better," Miorine assures her. "What about you?"

"I feel wonderful. But-" The yawn that interrupts her finishes the statement perfectly. Miorine chuckles.

"Alright. That's enough for one night. Come here." She gives her groom another kiss, then rolls slightly onto her side to have Suletta lie beside her.

They pull the blankets up and snuggle in closely, wrapping their arms around each other and pressing close. Suletta draws her bride in close, resting her chin on top of her head as Miorine nestles against her collar.

"I love you, Miorine-san."

Miorine leaves a small kiss on her neck.

"I love you too, Suletta Mercury."

After that, it's only a few minutes before both girls are fast asleep, happily curled up in the most tender warmth to exist in all the universe.