Night of January 1st

[tooprettytodie]

In the end, Valkyrie didn't drink that much, largely due to the fact that Jess had agreed to come home with her. Even if it was just snuggling on the bed she didn't want to miss out on it because she was in a drunken haze. Instead, she got herself slightly buzzed, where she was feeling good with barely lowered inhibitions.

"Not that I'm really into that sort of thing," she said, pulling Jessica into the cottage after her. "But this is our one year anniversary of dating, you know."

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[notaparker]

I should say Are you sure, I think, although she seems pretty sure. So maybe it should be Am I sure, or some other pause to make sure this is proceeding at a pace I'm okay with.

What comes out of my mouth instead is, "God, can I?" with my hands already tugging her tank top up before I've even finished the sentence, which is maybe impolite. It's a little hard to think clearly with her under my hands, though, with her hips shifting against me. There's... friction. There's a whole- I'm very warm, and my brain hasn't stopped me yet, and that's great.

[tooprettytodie]

"Yes!" she said, perhaps a little more excited sounding than she meant to but she was caught up in the moment, because the moment had Jess doing so many really nice things. If she had passed out while a little tipsy and was having a sex dream she was going to be so angry this wasn't real because she wanted to do this a lot more.

She sat up a little to help Jess pull off her tank top before falling back on the bed. She flushed a bit with embarrassment, the red tinging all the way down to the top of her chest and she has to fight the urge to cover herself up out of habit.

"This, ah, this is- I mean, no one else has seen me topless before."

Please, please don't let Jess think she looks weird with her shirt off or that her breasts are lopsided or anything. They're totally not, they're awesome, but she can't help suddenly feeling a bit insecure.

[notaparker]

"Well, you're great at it," I say, in a marveling kind of murmur. My eyes track down that pretty, pretty flush, resting on a collarbone for a moment before I just stare at her breasts. Just devour them with my eyes, the perfect bared pink-tipped curve of them. I'm suddenly aware that there seems to be more saliva in my mouth than usual, suddenly very conscious of how my tongue feels in my mouth.

I find it pressed briefly to the center of my upper lip and reach out with both hands, still no idea what I'm doing, continuing to be so enraptured as not to worry, pressing her nipples between thumb and forefinger. Just to see. "I just want- I really want-" I say, not quite sure of what the end of the sentence is.

To do more before my anxiety meter runs up. No, no, don't consider it. Don't call it up.

[tooprettytodie]

Valkyrie loved the way that Jess looked at her. There was absolutely no doubt that she liked what she saw and it was all kinds of affirming and hot. When her girlfriend's tongue stuck out just a bit Valkyrie briefly wondered what that was feel like on her breasts and had to resist the urge to pull Jess's head down.

When Jess pinched her nipples slightly Valkyrie gave a sharp cry and bucked her hips. Her fingers clenched at the sheets under her to keep them from wandering down her body. She really, really wanted to do something about that ache between her legs but she was too afraid that might be a bit much for Jess.

"I really want more of that," she said, doing her best to offer Jess some guidance as she struggled not to go out of her mind. "More of that, more of anything, more of everything..."

[notaparker]

"God, Valkyrie," I say, because god, Valkyrie, right now, is blowing my mind. I lean forward to kiss her, hard, without moving my hands except to maybe pinch a little more, to work out how far I can go with that. "I mean," I say, resting my forehead on hers, eyes flicking between her eyes and lower, "I hope you're prepared now that I'm going to be groping you all the time."

[tooprettytodie]

Valkyrie was highly amused at the fact that Jess didn't seem to be able to fully take her eyes off of her chest. She might have been preening just a bit about the fact. Between that and the promise of being groped all the time, she was feeling pretty damn good about herself.

"That would be wonderful," she said, exhaling a shaky breath as Jess continued to play with her nipples. "Hope you're prepared to have me strip and throw myself at you to be played with. You have me so crazy right now."

[notaparker]

"Willing, yes, prepared... I don't know if it's possible," I say, nuzzling at her throat, just inhaling the scent of her -- there's a whole all available senses thing going, it's very nice -- and adding, a little breathless, "to prepare, um, for how good you look. All, um, flushed and topless and all."

I kiss at the flush, at her collarbone. Do I go lower? I kind of want to. Did I say kind of? I meant really totally. "I want to put my mouth on them."

...I think that was out loud. I'm probably flushed enough that it's tough to tell which parts are embarrassment and which passion and which plain anxiety. Fortunately. Maybe fortunately.

[tooprettytodie]

"God yes, please!" Valkyrie moaned, a little embarrassed at how obscene that sounded in her own ears but too far gone to care much. Besides, now that Jess had mentioned wanting to put her mouth on Valkyrie's breasts it was all she could really think about.

She moved one of her own hands up along Jess's side, fingers splayed out for maximum, tactile contact before Jess kissed her just right and she gasped, fingers curling and nails dragging along the other girl's skin.

"You cannot mention using your mouth and then not do it. That's too cruel."