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SARN - GLAUSHIRE UNIVERSITY - MAYBELLINE'S OLD DORM ROOM
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Louma leans back against May's old bed, her tail pushing against May's capable hands, her belly scales starting to turn pink from her arousal. She glances at what she's leaned against, giggling. "W-well you've got me in you're bed as best as we'll get~"
Maybelline continues to rub Louma's underscales with one hand, letting the other begin to dip into the cleft between them as she perches herself overtop of Louma's tail. "Well, I'll make due~. Feel free to make yourself comfortable however you need to while I attend to your needs~"
Louma couldn't do much more than that if she tried at the moment, having successfully bunched her tail up between the wall and bed. She coos as May climbs atop her, giving her a saucy look. "Mmh, I am definitely happy to let you take lead on this project, sweets~"
Maybelline hums, "Well I was always a good project lead. I'm very hands on~" She lifts one hand up and traces it along the pink scales, rubbing softly as she drags the hand back down towards Louma's slit.
Louma writhes ever so slightly under Maybelline's touch, letting out a soft sigh. "And what skillful hands they are~" She manages to brush her tail against May's thighs, and is slowly adjusting her position otherwise to unwedge herself.
Maybelline giggles, "I take a bit of pride in what I can do with these hands. And what I can make you do with them too~" The hand poised at the edge of Louma's lower lips spread, letting two of May's fingers slip deeper to delicately massage the inner labia.
Louma lets out a low hum, her tail shifting slightly. "You've certainly learned how to get the best results out of me~" She giggles, giving May a look. She grips the edge of the bed with one hand, bracing herself a bit.
Maybelline looks up at Louma with a lusty grin, "I have told you before, I'm a fast learner~" She leans in as her fingers continue to massage and explore, bringing her muzzle down towards Louma's nethers and giving her a lick.
Louma lets out a muffled moan in surprise, writhing a bit under May, but enjoying the view and attention, for certain. "I-I might have had a similar idea before coming here... Maybe~"
Maybelline lifts her head up to raise an eyebrow, a smirk upon her face. "Oh? Is that so, hmm? This was spur of the moment for me. My old room, you, me~ I just felt inspired to give you a story about coming in college~" Her fingers sink in deeper for emphasis.
Louma lets out a moan, giving into the moment as she closes her eyes and relaxes. "J-just a little bit, sorry~ It was the last thing o-ah~n my m-mind before you started rubbing me the right way~"
Maybelline giggles, "Well, I plan to keep that up~, cause this is really getting me hot, and you too from the sounds of it~" She leans back down for another lick, letting her tongue linger a little longer over Louma's clit. Her free hand moves down along the scales closer to her nethers as well.
Louma pushes herself back up against the bed again, huffing a breath out. The scales around her slit have turned their blushing pink, fully inviting May to do as she will. Her tail continues writhing in response to every one of May's touches, lifting the stoat a couple feet above the floor for a few moments before settling her back down again. "Very much~ Every t-time you touch me it feels like sparks in m-my tail~~"
Maybelline hind legs wrap around Louma's tail out of instinct as she rises up, "Then lets make those sparks into lightning, love~". Her fingers dig in deeper as if to keep hold, but releasing in turn to massage Louma's inner folds more rapidly. She licks her lips, then kisses Louma's lower lips.
Louma leans back against the bed, barely stifling a moan and either unable or unwilling to interrupt Maybelline's surprise lead. Her muscles squeeze May's fingers as she herself grips the edge of the bed. After a few moments of May's vigorous efforts, she chances a shuddering sigh as an unoccupied part of her tail drapes itself over May's lower back, gently pinning the stoat in place. "K-keep it up, sweets~ I feel the storm rising~"
Maybelline obliges Louma's increased fervor, the weight of Louma's tail only helping to encourage her. Her fingers continue to work, and her muzzle moves down deeper as well, letting her lick and suck at Louma's clit, in lieu of a response.
Louma tenses, her tail undulating around and under May for a each moment May's attentions are on her clit, moaning deeply and openly. She tries to reach forward after a few moments, wanting to tease May in return, if just to slow the stoat down, but a tremor in her muscles stops her. She leans back again, gently squeezing May in a tail hug. "Oh g-gods where did y-you learn that~!?"
Maybelline eases her fingers up, if only for a moment, giving Louma one long full lick across her lips to give her lover a smirk. "I used to read a lot more than just technical manuals, dear~. Just never had the chance to try some of it out." She moves her hands back to part Louma's lips and instead of her fingers, this time she sticks her muzzle in deep, and lets her tongue push inside.
Louma shivers at the longer lick, giving May a lopsided grin as she has a few seconds to breathe. "Mmh I suppose th-those books aren't availab-aahn~!" She's interrupted mid-thought by May's technique, her wings quivering against the walls for a few moments, knocking an abandoned calendar askew. Her upper tail shifts from May's back as she starts to melt under her efforts.
Maybelline giggles despite herself, snout deep in Louma's nethers, her fingers grip around her tail to give her a little bit better leverage to push in deeper, letting her tongue explore and probe in with the same determination that she attacks her favorite flavor of ice cream.
Louma gasps as May grabs tighter, the relatively sensitive muscles around the end of her tail, already tingling from May's efforts, tighten under May's grip. "Ohn~ M... May there~ There May~" Her babbling is accompanied by slow writhing of her whole body, though she does finally manage to drag her torso up onto May's old bed, wings filling that space around her. She can feel the edge approaching, unlike any she's felt in a long time. "G-hm... D-don't~"
Maybelline is intent upon her prize, and if Louma is beseeching her to to stop, or not to stop, it falls on deaf ears. May is fully immersed in the smell and taste of Louma, feeling the muscles tighten around her snout as she continues to pleasure her lover to the best of her ability.
Louma huffs, losing focus on the stoat tail as her body tenses, sections of tail arching while a high moan escapes Louma's bill. Electricity careens through her nerves, a loop of tail moving up to May and pinning her in place as the guard is racked by a shaking orgasm. She grips the edge of the bed, talons digging into the wood a bit as her wings try to stretch in the small room. She can't really form any thoughts beyond some pleading buried in moans.
Maybelline 's pace quickens as Louma's body reaches a peek of reaction, though her stamina starts to reach its limit as her grip relaxes from Louma's tail, though the loop continues to hold her in place rather easily. At last, her efforts begin to ebb, and she slowly lifts her damp muzzle up and out of Louma as the stoat pants slightly to get some air, just holding onto Louma loosely now.
Louma collapses one arch at a time as the intensity slowly washes away, leaving her buzzing in pleasure and a bit of stiffness. She manages to raise her head out of the tangle of feathered appendages surrounding her on the bed, peering at May with a hazy smile. "Mmmyus~ Love you~" Her head drops again, Louma sighing in deep satisfaction. Her tail isn't actively pinning May any more, more just idly resting across the stoat's back.
Maybelline giggles softly, and once she's caught her breath, she squirms out from beneath Louma's tail to crawl up towards that feathery mess and rest her head on her chest. "Love you too~"
Louma feels Maybelline scrambling up, stifling her pleasured sounds whenever she sets a paw anywhere sensitive. She looks to her lover, moving close and kissing her with deep passion.
Maybelline leans into the kiss, returning that passion eagerly (though her muzzle is almost certainly coated with the scent and taste of Louma's own sex as well)
Louma doesn't care about any mess, breaking the kiss and wrapping her arms over May. "Mh~ That was quite the fantasy, consider me... I mean it fulfilled~"
Maybelline snuggles in closer, giggling. "It's definitely not what my time here was actually like..."
Louma gently kisses May, still tingling all over, the leftover lust clear in her gaze. "That's alright, we'll make up for anything you missed and then some~"
Maybelline gazes at Louma lovingly, nodding. "Glad we stopped here. They'd have for sure kicked us out of the library~"
Louma grins at May, relaxing for the time being. "I think we're going to be a little delayed getting there... You took everything out of me~"
Maybelline stays cuddled up against Louma's chest, humming. "You always turn it on me. Not that I mind, of course~, but I wanted you. And I wanted you to feel the way you always make me feel."
Louma giggles, gently stroking May's back and they lie together. "Making you feel good and bringing you to the edge is one of the greatest pleasures you've given me, but what you just did mmf~ Equal if not greater~ I'll have to step up my efforts..."
Maybelline smiles, giving Louma a wink. "Well, then me too~"
Louma nuzzles against May, sighing quietly. "We're going to cripple eachother with pleasure, but I couldn't say no to you~"
Maybelline giggles, nuzzling back. "I'm just as fine doing this too. Just... snuggled up with you like this. So long as we're together. I love you, Louma."
Louma nods, giving May a slight squeeze. "Agreed, this is just as wonderful as long as you're here. I love you too, sweets~"