Chapter 118: [R18 BONUS] Enough Time

Freya stayed leaned over Aria, their mouths already open, tongues meeting with eager hunger.

SCHLURP... SCHLURP...

The kiss was deep and wet, full of quiet need. Freya’s lips parted slowly against Aria’s, letting their tongues slide together in soft, lingering strokes.

She tilted her head just a little, deepening the kiss, tasting the warmth of Aria’s mouth while her fingers gently brushed a strand of mauve hair from her lover’s cheek.

Soft, wet sounds escaped between them as saliva mixed and their breaths grew heavier, warmer.

"Mmh... nghh... Aria..."

Without breaking the kiss for more than a breath, Aria’s fingers found the thin ties of Freya’s light silk tunic. She loosened them one by one with careful, unhurried movements, letting the soft fabric slide down Freya’s shoulders and pool around her waist.

Freya answered in kind, hands slipping beneath Aria’s own silk, easing it up and over her head before letting it fall aside.

The cool air of the tent touched their newly bare skin for only a moment before they pressed close again, warm and soft against each other.

Aria’s hands slid up Freya’s sides, palms open and warm, before settling on her hips and drawing her closer with slow, deliberate pressure.

Their breasts pressed together, soft and full, nipples brushing in a sweet, electric friction that made both of them shiver.

Sweat made their skin glide smoothly, and Aria’s thumbs traced small circles on Freya’s waist as she held her there.

BLOP... BLOP...

Freya’s breasts shifted under the gentle pressure, heavy and sensitive, the skin already flushed a soft pink. Aria’s chest rose against hers with every breath, the contact intimate and constant.

"Ahh... Freya... your breasts..."

Freya rolled her hips in a slow, deliberate motion, rubbing her already wet, swollen sex against Aria’s. Soft, slick lips met and slid, clits brushing in a careful, burning friction that sent a long shiver through both of them.

She moved again, a little firmer this time, letting the wet heat of their bodies press and glide.

SCHLICK... SCHLICK...

The quiet, wet sound of their sexes moving together filled the tent, soft and intimate.

"Nnhh... yes... just like that, Aria..."

They shifted carefully, never breaking the contact of their mouths for long. Aria ended up above her, thighs open on either side of Freya’s hips.

She lowered herself with deliberate care, pressing their sexes together, and began to grind in steady, loving strokes. Swollen lips parted under the pressure; clits glided against each other as their wetness mixed in warm, glistening trails.

Aria’s hands stayed on Freya’s waist, guiding the rhythm, while Freya’s fingers traced the curve of Aria’s lower back.

SCHLICK-SCHLICK-SCHLICK...

"Ahhhnnn~~! Yes... like that... a little harder, Freya..."

Freya lifted her hips to meet every movement, hands sliding down to Aria’s ass.

She held her close, fingers spreading gently over the soft flesh, guiding the slow grind deeper so their clits stayed pressed together. Every roll of their hips sent soft, rolling waves of pleasure through them. Aria’s breath hitched each time Freya lifted to meet her.

"Ngghh... Aria... you’re so warm..."

Aria leaned down.

One hand cupped Freya’s breast fully, squeezing with slow, loving pressure, thumb brushing back and forth over the hard nipple until it tightened further. Her mouth closed over the other breast, sucking softly, tongue circling the peak in lazy, wet circles while she continued to rock her hips in the same gentle rhythm.

She took her time, drawing the nipple deeper, then releasing it with a soft wet sound before kissing the underside of the breast.

SQUISH... SQUISH...

"Ahh—! Aria... that feels so good... nghhnnn~~"

She switched sides with the same care, kissing a slow path across Freya’s sternum before taking the other nipple between her lips.

She sucked a little firmer this time, tongue flicking, while her free hand continued to knead the first breast, fingers rolling the sensitive peak.

The steady roll of her hips never stopped; each slow grind made their wet sexes slide together more easily, the heat between them growing.

BLOP... BLOP... BLOP...

"Mmh... I love your breasts, Freya... they’re perfect..."

Then she moved lower, leaving a trail of soft, open-mouthed kisses.

Her tongue traced a warm, wet path between Freya’s breasts, lingering on the soft skin, then down the center of her stomach. She dipped into Freya’s navel, licking slowly, circling, before continuing lower.

When she reached between Freya’s thighs she paused, looking up to meet her eyes, and only then gently spread the swollen, glistening lips with her thumbs. She pressed a soft kiss to the inner thigh first, then another closer, before finally bringing her mouth to Freya’s sex.

SCHLURP—!

Her tongue flattened against Freya’s clit, licking slowly from bottom to top in one long, careful stroke. She did it again, then began to circle the sensitive bud, sucking gently until it swelled under her lips. One hand stayed on Freya’s hip, thumb stroking soothing circles, while the other kept the lips gently parted.

She kept the rhythm steady and loving, never rushing, letting every lick and soft suck build slowly.

"AHHHHNNN~~! There... right there, Aria...! Yes... just like that...!"

Two fingers slid carefully inside Freya’s tight, wet heat. The walls closed around them at once—hot, slick, welcoming.

Aria moved them with slow, deep care, curling them just enough to find the spot that made Freya’s hips rise. At the same time her mouth stayed devoted to the clit, sucking, licking, pressing soft kisses against it between strokes of her tongue.

SCHLICK... SCHLICK... GLUCK...

The soft wet sounds of her fingers moving in and out filled the quiet tent.

"Nggghhnnn~~! Deeper... yes... just... just-..Aria...!"

Freya’s thighs trembled on either side of Aria’s head.

One hand slid into the mauve hair, not forcing, only holding her close, fingers gently carding through the strands as her hips lifted to meet every careful thrust. Her other hand rested on Aria’s shoulder, thumb stroking the skin there.

"Keep going... please... ahhnnn~~... don’t stop..."

She kept the same tender pace, tongue never leaving the sensitive bud, circling and sucking while her fingers moved with care and love—sliding almost out, then pressing deep again, curling, stroking that perfect spot.

SCHLURP... SCHLICK... SQUELCH...

"I’m going to... I’m going to come... nghh—! Aria... I’m coming...!"

Freya came with a long, trembling cry, her whole body tightening, her sex pulsing around Aria’s fingers as warm wetness spilled over her hand and wrist. Aria stayed with her through every wave, slowing her fingers but not stopping, mouth gentle on her clit until the last shiver passed.

SPURT... SPURT...

"AHHHHNNN~~!"

Aria stayed a moment longer, pressing soft kisses to Freya’s inner thighs, then slowly withdrew her fingers and shifted. She turned carefully, straddling Freya’s shoulders, and lowered herself until her wet, open sex rested gently against Freya’s mouth.

One hand reached down to stroke Freya’s hair.

"For me, Freya... please..."

Freya opened for her at once, hands rising to hold Aria’s thighs with tender firmness.

SCHLURP—!

Her tongue traced slow, loving strokes from bottom to top, dipped just inside the entrance to taste her deeply, then returned to the swollen clit, sucking and circling with the same tenderness Aria had shown her.

She took her time, licking every fold, pressing open-mouthed kisses against the sensitive flesh.

"Ngghh... yes... just like that... a little deeper, Freya... ahhnnn~~..."

Aria rocked her hips in soft, controlled circles, letting Freya’s tongue and lips explore her fully.

Her hands found Freya’s breasts again, caressing them with both palms, thumbs brushing the sensitive nipples in slow circles, occasionally pinching them very gently between her fingers.

BLOP... BLOP... SQUISH...

"Your breasts... I adore them, Freya... nghh..."

Freya moaned into her, the sound vibrating through Aria and making her thighs tremble.

She wrapped her arms more securely around Aria’s thighs, holding her steady, and licked deeper, sucking gently, drinking every drop that spilled onto her tongue.

Her fingers stroked the soft skin of Aria’s inner thighs as she worked.

GLUCK... GLUCK... SCHLURP...

"Ahhh... your tongue... it feels so good...! Keep going... yes...!"

Aria leaned forward, carefully spreading Freya’s thighs with warm hands, and returned the pleasure. Her mouth pressed back between Freya’s legs with the same loving intensity, tongue finding her clit again while two fingers slid back inside, matching Freya’s rhythm.

They moved together slowly and deeply—tongues and fingers working in perfect, mirrored rhythm. Hips rocked in soft waves. Soft wet sounds mixed with quiet, breathy moans. Saliva and juices glistened on their skin, on their lips, on their chins.

SCHLURP... SCHLICK... SQUELCH... SCHLURP...

"Ngghhnnn~~... mmmhh... more... again... just like that...!"

Aria kept two fingers inside Freya, moving them in steady, deep strokes, twisting them gently on each slow thrust, never rushing. Her tongue stayed devoted to the swollen clit, alternating between broad licks and soft, focused sucks.

SQUELCH... SQUELCH...

"AHHHH—! Aria... yes... nghhnnn~~! Just like that...!"

Freya answered with two fingers of her own, sliding them into Aria with the same care, curling them to find the place that made Aria’s hips stutter, while her mouth remained devoted to her clit—sucking, licking, kissing.

"You too... Aria... ahh..."

Their rhythm stayed loving and intense at once.

Bodies pressed close. Hips rolled in slow, deep waves. Soft moans were muffled against each other’s skin. Thighs trembled. Breasts rose and fell with every shared breath.

SCHLICK... SCHLICK... GLUCK...

"I’m coming... I’m coming again... nghh—! Aria...!"

Freya’s second climax washed through her more gently this time, her sex tightening around Aria’s fingers as another warm pulse of wetness spilled out. She kept licking Aria through it, never stopping.

SPURT... SPURT...

"AHHHHNNN~~!"

The feeling pulled Aria over the edge with her.

She pressed down a little more, her sex pulsing against Freya’s tongue as a long, warm stream of release filled Freya’s mouth and ran down her chin. Freya drank it softly, tongue still moving in slow, loving strokes until Aria’s trembling eased.

SPLOOSH... SPURT...

"NGGHHHNNN~~! Freya...!"

Aria stayed there, rocking softly through the last waves, until her body finally stilled, still trembling with aftershocks.

They remained pressed together for a long moment, breathing hard, skin slick with sweat and each other, muscles still fluttering. Aria’s fingers slowly withdrew; Freya’s did the same.

Soft kisses were pressed to trembling thighs.

Then Aria shifted, drawing Freya up into her arms with careful strength. Their mouths met again—soft, sweet, full of the taste of one another. Freya’s hand came up to cradle Aria’s face; Aria’s fingers stroked down Freya’s spine.

SCHLURP...

Tongues moved more slowly now, tender and deep, while their hands continued to caress every sensitive place—tracing the still-swollen clits with gentle fingertips, cupping the soft, open heat between their legs, holding each other close.

"Mmh..."

Freya’s voice was soft, almost a sigh, as she rested her forehead against Aria’s. She pressed closer, arms sliding around Aria’s back, holding her tightly against her.

Aria answered the same way, wrapping her arms around Freya in return, one hand gently stroking her hair. Their bodies stayed tangled, warm and quiet, the last tremors slowly fading between them.

"I love you," Freya whispered.

"I love you too," Aria murmured back, lips brushing her temple.

They stayed like that in the silence of the tent, simply holding each other, hearts still beating close.