Day 3, MM - Yummy Breakfasts (closed)

[Kitsuki Naida]

Naida scoots forward a bit after Yuuwaku sits, bringing a hand up to gently brush some fingers along the Kakita woman's jawline before cupping her cheek, "I could I not? Such a beautiful, wonderful flower, dancing for me so earnestly. She deserves all the appreciation and adoration in the world."

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

Yuuwaku reciprocates the gesture, putting her small hand to Naida's own cheek, mirroring her.

"Flowers dance as the breezes blow, and you are a warm wind around my petals.

[Kitsuki Naida]

Naida tilted her head a little against the delicate hand, settling against ita moment before turning her head. Her hand left Yuuwaku's face and took that hand in her own, Naida starting to wordlessly kiss each fingertip gently as she looked at the other woman. Naida's brown eyes stared with a quiet intensity of emotion as she kept up the slow kissing.

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

Yuuwaku nods slightly, relishing the feeling of the Dragon's lips against her flesh. As her mind flashes to the touch of them on other parts of her, she begins to flush red, warmth spreading through her--not unfamiliar warmth, nor yet unwelcome. And her free hand finds Naida's hip, just above the fundoshi, stroking gently upwards.

[Kitsuki Naida]

The stroke up the curve of her waist gets a more immediate response, Naida kissing up the back of Yuuwaku's hand as she slowly sits up onto her knees and leans forward slightly. She walks forward on her knees until she looms over Yuuwaku slightly, her chest at the height of the artisan's face. She takes the hand she was still holding and brings it to her own chest, right above he chest wraps.

"Can you feel my heart racing? Can you feel it thrilling at your touch and the taste of your skin?"

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

Yuuwaku looks up at Naida, her eyes wide as her face continues to flush, and a shiver ripples through her, gooseflesh rising in its wake.

"I can," she breathes. "I do."

The Crane struggles to form coherent thoughts as her body reminds her of itself. The hand that had been at Naida's waist trails around to her back, finds the line of her spine, ascends it as best as her slight form allows. And she draws in a shuddering breath, herself.

[Kitsuki Naida]

"As for you, I can hear the effects in your voice, like I'm a drug you're breathing in. Do you want more of me?"

Unlike Yuuwaku, Naida seemed calm and collected on the outside, though it was true her heart was racing under the dancer's elegant hand. Naida spoke firmly yet caringly, looking down at Yuu's face with a searching gaze that belied the stigmatism that made the other side of the room a bit fuzzy; That didn't matter right now because the Crane was close and clear in her vision. Naida's stance was powerful and bold in front of Yuuwaku, comfortable baring a body barely covered by the strips of white linen above and below.

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

"Oh, Kami, yes!" Yuuwaku exhales.

More than... the thought tries to form and melts away, and Yuuwaku feels herself slipping after it. Her hands on Naida anchor her, barely, somehow.

Her eyes close as she draws in another deep, shuddering breath.

[Kitsuki Naida]

"Okay. Then I shall provide my precious flower with her desire."

She slowly let go of Yuuwaku's hand, and the woman would hear the light rustle of cloth against cloth. When those eyes would open again Naida would be as bare as she had been when they had first met at the bath, same position and stance with chest wrap and fundoshi tossed aside carelessly.

"Touch, explore, devour to your heart's content, my little flower. I shall be yours until you have had your fill."

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

Yuuwaku sits in stunned silence for a heartbeat, two, three, four. And on the fifth one, she begins to rise up, finding a way, somehow, to press her lips to Naida's and gasp out, amid the kisses that start upon them and soon move elsewhere, "You." "Are." "Beautiful!" "Exquisite!" "Lovely!" "So soft and warm!"

And it is not long before Yuuwaku's attire matches Naida's own.

[Kitsuki Naida]

Naida smiles and pulls Yuuwaku against her, holding her, "Is that all? It seems I'll need to inspire even more words of praise in my lovely, exquisite Kakita~"

Leaning into the kiss, any remaining thoughts of breakfast faded from Naida's mind into nothing but Yuuwaku.

/ftb

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

Later.

Yuuwaku lies on her back, breathing deeply, smiling contentedly, her hand holding Naida's.

"I don't have the words for it. But I will treasure the memory of this. Of you."

[Kitsuki Naida]

Naida rests her head on one of Yuuwaku's shoulders, kissing gently at the woman's neck and ear lobe gently. She gives a small squeeze to the hand in her own.

"I am no good with words myself. You are not alone in treasuring this, something unexpected and wonderful from a truly intriguing woman."

Another light kiss.

"...I think breakfast may be a bit cold at this point."

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

Yuuwaku reaches over with the other hand, resting it on the soft, bare side of the Dragon.

"I'm content with what I ate. I hope you are, too."

She smiles.

"I've never had so good a meal, in fact."

[Kitsuki Naida]

"You have me there; I will admit to being more than satisfied, despite having room for seconds. Regardless, not sure I want ~anything~ at the moment besides holding you like this; You feel just too perfect in my arms."

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

"I sincerely hope it will not be the last time we have such time as this."

However long it can last.

[Kitsuki Naida]

"Then I shall do my best to make Yuuwaku-san's hopes into a reality. Admittedly, there's not much I can do after the wedding celebration is over, but we at least have a few days."

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

"What is transient is the more lovely for it. And it may be our paths cross again after," Yuuwaku replies. "It would not be a bad thing."

Her lips touch the top of Naida's head--not something she usually gets to do.

[Kitsuki Naida]

Naida made a little happy sound, cuddling in closer.

"Do you know where you will be heading after this?"

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

"No idea, Naida-sa--chan." Yuuwaku tries the suffix out, tasting it and finding it to her liking. "You?"

[Kitsuki Naida]

"Crane lands."

She waved a hand vaguely.

"Some minor court in Asahina lands where I am to be an attache to a Togashi visiting an art showing as Dragon representative."

Naida stretched her neck a little before slowly sitting up.

"You don't mind me stretching and moving a little, do you? That was so... intense, I will admit to feeling a bit sore and dirty. In a good way."

The dragon woman sat wariza with legs to each side of her, looking down at Yuuwaku.

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

Yuuwaku rolls up into a sitting position, her back to Naida.

"Art exhibition, eh? Might well be we run into one another, then. And if not," she looks over her shoulder at Naida, "I will still hope to see your endeavors.

"Are you still planning a pillowbook?"

[Kitsuki Naida]

"I have been thinking about it. I think, first, I may want to work on my calligraphy. It is neat enough but hardly... artistic. Or inspiring as such perhaps."

Naida's voice drifted a little with her movements, stretching her neck, shoulders, and back, which were the three parts worse for wear.

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

"Calligraphy needs words to practice," Yuuwaku adds, "and drafting is key to good writing."

She rises, almost springing up, and moves to sit behind Naida, her hands finding the Dragon's flesh again and kneading where she sees stiffness in motion.

[Kitsuki Naida]

Naida coos out, leaning forward a liitle, "Mfff! Your hands are just magical, Yuuwaku-san. If I did not already tell you that this morning. That is one side effect of traveling so much, I fear; Stiff joints. Overuse. Especially when you go from using them so much to suddenly relaxing them for a few days like this."