Work (Sayumi Arai)

"My beautiful Sayumi..." Cicilia whispered, taking a moment to pull away from their kiss. She heard Sayumi moan, begging for something unidentifiable... She was no longer resisting, not one noticeable amount of fight left in her, the poor girl. Her aqua-blue eyes stared up at the boxer's sanguine orbs, the two seemingly coming to the same conclusion... Cicilia had a good idea what she wanted...

"...You got it..."

Cicilia thrust more than just one finger into her now... A full three invaded Sayumi's sex as the german smothered her girlfriend in deeper, more interactive kisses, giving her everything she could give at once... Sayumi feebly arched her back to force their bodies closer and, in response, the boxer took her hand from the lavender's cheek, wrapping it around her back and pulling her against her instead, helping her stay pressed up against her....

"Go ahead..." She whispered, lust saturating her tone as she took another deep kiss out of the beautiful woman in her arms. "Cum for me..."

Sayumi gasped in sudden surprise as Cicilia further invaded her body. She shifted easily under the boxer's grasp, surrendering herself under every kiss and curl of a finger. She had nothing left to give. She couldn't think, only feel as her body was wracked with sensations with no possible shelter to weather it all. She writhed under Cicilia as her body tensed, She was trying to use the last of he strength to hold it all back. She still wanted this, but in the back of her mind, she also wanted to win. She bit her lip as she breathed out through ehr teeth in short hot breathes trying to become the master of the blanket of passion curling around her.

"Mmm..." As Cicilia gave her permission they locked lips again and she could feel it... she could feel everything. The last walls of her defenses being torn down by this woman's lips. As they separated her girlfriends words in her ear were too much. She bucked suddenly, in a powerful moment energy seemed to returned to her as her arms came up around Cicilia, clutching at her back as if she were holding on for dear life. She let out a cry, toes curling in the sheet. With a sudden warm rush of fluids, her walls tightened around Cicilia's fingers before it all quickly faded, her body twitching as she started to come down.

Her head lulled back into the sheets as she lay panting, squirming as every intimate part of her seemed to be heightened in the afterglow of her orgasm.

Cicilia grinned widely as Sayumi bucked from underneath her, her warm sticky fluids splashing out over her hand as she finally came... The German let up a bit, taking her fingers from the lavender's sex and coming up to meet her, laying down beside face-down, her with an arm draped over her sweetheart's chest.

"I wiiiin..." The boxer gloated before turning on her side and pulling her beautiful, sweet and loving Sayumi into her arms once again, hugging her ever so softly as she kissed around her neck... There was no fondling to be had on Cicilia's end and the poor little wrestler didn't look to be up for any more of that on her end either. So instead, the umbra-haired beauty simply held the girl she loved above all others in her arms, kissing her in the softest way possible and sweet nothings to her native language.

"Ich war so glücklich dich zu kennen..." She whispered, pressing her lips to Sayumi's forehead, then her lips. "Ich will niemals getrennt von dir sein..."

She lay there, breathing heavily as Cicilia had finished her. She closed her eyes as Cicilia lay over her, groaning softly at her proclamation of victory. It didn't feel as good to be... well no. It had felt pretty good all the way up until now. But with the boxer lording her win over her, she huffed softly, not giving her any more satisfaction. She wiggled under Cicilia's sweet kisses, feeling as though this was a far better way to be defeated than having the other woman rub it in. She could get use to this more tender side of things. She wasn't a very gracious loser, all things considered.

She slipped her arms around Cicilia, gently moving her hands along the small of her back. She just wanted to feel her now. She couldn't explain it, but just their touch brought her an overwhelming flood of joy that helped to temper her crushing defeat. She opened one eye part way after their lips parted, inquiring softly. "What does it mean?"

Cicilia grinned as Sayumi opened and eye, questioning what she meant. The german snickered, pressing her lips against hers one more time, craving ALL the contact she could get...

"It means 'I'm so happy to know you... I never want to be apart from you.'" And she meant every word. This sweet, wonderful girl was her heaven... She was the best thing to ever happen to her. Period. Better than having escaped her parent's neglect, better than becoming a name in the boxing-ring... Better even than becoming her own woman and living on her own for the first time. Sayumi was better than ALL of those things combined, squared and whatever factor you want to add. She was just... the best thing ever.

"I love you..." She whispered, immeasurable warmth glowing from those sanguine eyes of hers. She wanted to say more, build that momentum with a string of profound words but she couldn't string them together in a way that felt satisfying... So instead, she simply leaned in for another kiss, Softly pressing her lips to her girlfriend, choosing to show all of those things rather than say them.

"That's... really sweet. Thank you." The color that has started to fade in her cheeks rapidly returned.She gave a small sniff. She leaned in to bop there noses together, smiling weakly up at at her girlfriend. Her arms gave her a squeeze, hugging her close as she buried her face in the girl's shoulder to plant a small kiss.

She had never really been in a relationship before, ever. Sure, back in high school there had been crushes, but nothing she had ever acted on. She never had time for any of that, she didn't even have time to have a normal social life. She boggled over all of this stuff, relationships, every time she thought about them now with Cicilia. How was all of this suppose to work? What was she suppose to be doing if anything?

"I..." As Cicilia pressed lips to hers she went quietly, eyes closing as she sighed contently into the affection.