Postmatch! Wells and Haruka

Small huffs of breath came from Wells' nostrils as she kissed Haruka. The sensation was wonderful, little muffled moans came from her mouth unexpectedly as well. She reached up her hands and layed them on Haruka's shoulders, pulling her close so their naked shivering bodies could intertwine even further. She was just about to run her hands down Haruka's butt when she felt the sudden squeeze of Haruka's fingers clenching her ass.

"Eeep!" She squealed, backing away at the shock. Nearly tripping at the sudden movement, she turned her body and spread her legs, pushing against either side of the tub to support herself. "Waaaah!" She cried as she nearly fell in the shower. She pushed out her hands, supporting herself as well, The two long strings of her otherwise short hair, dangling infront of her small, pert breasts. What's more, her cute butt was now pressed firmly against Haruka's hips and womanhood. "ahhh!" Wells moaned softly at the contact, turning her head and looking at Haruka with deep blushing cheeks. "Y-you win..."

"Reh?" Haruka had fallen back a step herself in surprise. Then she joined the party when she leaned forward to grab the falling Well, only to end up walking straight into a tangle of limbs. "Wells-chan, are you-kyaah!"

Her own innate klutziness brought Haruka to rest upon Wells' back. Her hands had been grabbing for Wells' flailing arms and then waist. Now they ended up holding Wells' breasts gently. Haruka was now bent over her fellow kawaii, pulling Wells into her breasts and sex, her nipples poking into Wells' back. And all of this with the cold water still falling on them, though Haruka was now acclimatized to it, not to mention heated by embarassment.

"Ah... I... I did?" She couldn't think of a good answer. Nor did she remember what she had just won. "S-so..." She squeezed Wells' breasts softly as if the motion could help her remember, and then blushed ferociously when she realized what she was doing. Yet she didn't let go as she asked "S-so what do we do now?"

Wells face was beat red as Haruka fumbled about and not only ended up pressed deeply against her but also was now grabbing her breasts. "Hah...hah..." Wells panted, her heart racing from many things. "Ha...ruka..." She said finallly. "I..." Wells was used to the coldness now and was too wrapped up in Haruka's actions to remember as well. She inhaled and the sighed. "Is... Is this what we wanted?" She asked and brought her hand up and pressed it against Haruka's, shocked at her own movements. She arched her back and tunred her head to look at Haruka. Her own nipples poked into Haruka's palms. "Suddenly... I don't want you to let go... I think it's cause you're keeping me from shivering."

'And certainly not because this is making me tingle... Certainly not...' Wells thought.

Haruka gulped at the posed question. Her heart thumped into her chest, and her chest into Wells' back. She had been thinking of something more... equal, she guessed. If she was going to do it with Wells, she wanted to be face-to-face instead of having all the advantage. But Wells seemed to want their current position. And Haruka didn't find it an unpleasant position. It was a pretty wonderful position, even.

"T-t-this is good," she mumbled, leaning even more into Wells, sharing her warmth, exchanging warmth beneath the cold shower. Haruka began massaging the small breasts she cupped inside her hands. At the same time, she began rubbing her young body upon Wells' soft back, murmuring as her nipples slid across smooth flesh and her sex nuzzled a rather pert butt. "Yes... I'll keep you from shivering... I'll keep you warm..."

"hanh..." Wells gasped as she felt Haruka's naked warmth. but as she was touched, quite wonderfully, she might add, she sighed. She pulled away briefly and turned around. "But... then who will keep you warm.?" She said and wrapped her arms around Haruka's body and smiled nervously, looking up at her lover. "T-this is better... right?" She said ad she pressed ehr breasts into Haruka's, leaving one hand on her back and the other travelling lower, to just above Haruka's ass.

Haruka blushed happily when Wells adjusted their position to one she- no, both of them wanted, with their breasts and sexes aligned perfectly. "M-much better," she agreed, gazing into Wells' face adoringly. Her hands took similar positions on Wells' spine and butt. She hesitated briefly before murmuring "Wells..." Then she made to kiss Wells gently on the lips. A moment later, she began rubbing upon her lover, her hands stroking in the relaxing way she'd learned.

"Y-yes..." Wells said giving a weak smile as she looked at Haruka. Wells face flushed as Haruka inspected it. She tried not to avert her eyes. She wanted to look over Haruka's cute face and her smile even brightened more as she did. "H-haruka..." She whispered, her fingers curling ever so slightly and squeezing Haruka's butt, pulling her in so their bodies could become one, pressing her tongue to make the kiss even deeper and letting out a squeak of a moanas her thigh rubbed against Haruka's

Haruka moaned cutely in the middle of their kiss when Wells squeezed her butt, and again and again as they stroked each other with their bodies, young breasts pert and perking up, her sex starting to shlick wetly as it kissed her lover's loins. She felt so at peace, yet also so invigorated, to be melding into this cute girl in her arms. Her tongue would warmly embrace Wells' tongue, welcomed the deep kiss, her nubs and clit growing rock hard in no time thanks to the lovely double armful who stirred her so.

Wells too let out soft squeaks as they kissed, her body was tight with the warmth of pleasure, her nipples aching with hardness and her womanhood moist with wanting. she timidly ran her hands up Haruka's body and clutched at her sides to pull her in closer, her leg shifting between Haruka's to spread open her thighs and allow her own leg to rub against the girl's sex softly, the warmth eminating from it in the cool shower felt wonderful.

Haruka was beginning to grow light-headed despite the cold shower. Wells felt so warm in her arms and Haruka herself felt feverish. And nowhere was the idol girl hotter than in between her legs, where a soft thigh nuzzled her sex most excellently, each stroke making her gasp, each gasp sharper than the last.

Her own thigh would gently slide all over Wells' sex, the motion aided by cold water, slick skin heated by the same hot blood pounding through her head and tits and clit. Haruka trembled. She wanted Wells to be as hot as possible, to be as hot as herself. Then, only, then...