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[wildwarden]

Is that how you always tell someone you have something they should read? Bonking them?

Also you should read to me sometime. Before you start your paper. Like a book or something.

I might just be looking for an excuse to hear your voice. 💕

[notsonewbie]

At first, Meryl hadn't been certain where the kiss would go. It could have been just a very long, very extensive kiss, and she would have been fine with that. Not that she isn't fine with this. The moment Night Sky mentions more extensive cover, the moment those fingers rest against the buttons of her jacket, she knows where it's going.

And she wants it.

"It's perfect." And maybe it's the fact that she's absolutely lovestruck right now that makes her tongue so loose, she follows up with: "You're perfect."

She reaches up, holding her cheek just for a moment. Just to stare at her.

[notsonewbie]

It is now. What are you going to do about it.

... I could probably send you snippets every night. When we're not together, I mean.

[wildwarden]

Perfect was not a word she ever associated with herself, but even her severely lacking self-esteem could not bring her down in that moment. With the dimness of their makeshift shelter, Night Sky's eyes shimmered, her pupils dilating as Meryl's hand came to rest on her cheek. She leaned into that touch, turned her head to kiss her palm and sighed, her cheeks suddenly blazing hot.

"I should be saying that to you, for giving me an opportunity like this." She said. "I want you to remember this night forever."

She laid another kiss to the inside of Meryl's wrist, then leaned down again to kiss her softly, the hand on her chest slowly working those buttons open. "Make sure you tell me what you like - and what you don't. I won't judge you for any of it."

[wildwarden]

Look sad and pathetic so you'll feel bad for me probably.

Really? If it's not too much trouble. I'd really like that.

[notsonewbie]

The wonders of Night Sky will never cease. She'd caught sight of those eyes earlier but hadn't thought twice about them. Now, pinned under their gaze like a butterfly on a board, she can't help but notice just how beautiful the glow is. It only proves that Night Sky is ethereal.

That she's absolutely perfect, as Meryl had only just said. A few seconds in and she's already repeating herself? This wasn't going to go well.

"I- I promise I will." She nods a few times. Probably a few too many times, really. "And if you need anything from me, just say it. Okay?"

Beneath that jacket is a simple white shirt, made of a thin cotton. Nothing too fancy or dressed up, though the discerning eye might spy the black of her bra beneath it.

[notsonewbie]

It's a promise then.
Uh.
Girlfriend. :)

[wildwarden]

"I promise." She assured her. Night Sky took her time where she might normally be desperately grasping and tugging on fabric to get it off as quickly as possible. Which wasn't to say she didn't want that, because she absolutely wanted Meryl bare before her- but she wanted to take it slow, give the woman time to breathe and take in the sensations and understand how truly special this moment needed to be.

The jacket was pushed open, gently nudged down her shoulders. "Lift up a little for me." Her hand slipped around to press between Meryl's shoulder blades, urging her up so they could work together to get her jacket off. And while she was there, she kissed her again, her hand gently teasing the curve of a breast through her shirt once the jacket was safely discarded.

[wildwarden]

( Giggling and twirling her hair oh my God.)

I look forward to your first message, darling.

Pick something good. Like a sexy romance novel.

[notsonewbie]

One dry detective novel, coming up. ;)

[notsonewbie]

Obediently, Meryl lifts herself up, then greedily sinks herself into the kiss. The warmth between them keeps her from outright shivering in the night air, at least for the time being. When her body does tremble, it's solely because of the touch that Night Sky offers, skirting teasingly along an area that is surprisingly sensitive despite its small size.

"Sky," Meryl parts from the kiss only to breathe her name. One leg lifts upward, coiling around the dryad's waist to keep her crowded in close. Even as she does, her head twists, burying in her shoulder as she bites back a whimper.

[wildwarden]

On second thought I might have plans already.

Seriously though, anything would be nice.

[wildwarden]

"Yes?" She teased while her fingers continued to trace over her chest, down her side and up under the thin fabric of her shirt. Night Sky's fingers were warm when they splayed against her stomach, pushing the cloth up until it bunched atop the small swell of her breasts. Thankfully, she had been with enough modern women to understand how bras worked, and undoing Meryl's wouldn't be difficult when she got to it.

She paused first, watching the other woman shift her head. Night Sky leaned down to lay a kiss on her cheek, her neck, teeth grazing her skin. Her body shifted to settle her hips against Meryl's. "Hey." She murmured against her skin. "Why are you hiding, beautiful? Do I need to slow down?"

[notsonewbie]

Hah!
How about I promise to find something we'll both enjoy, all without me dying of embarrassment.

[wildwarden]

I can live with that.

Hope to see you soon, Meryl. Let me know when you're free so I can give you the official first kiss as girlfriends.

[notsonewbie]

I can't wait. 💙

[notsonewbie]

Meryl would have imagined she might have felt more cold, with her shirt pulled up. There's something to be said about the warmth pooling in her stomach, though, and the way it keeps the rest of her now bared torso from becoming chilled with the air.

At Night Sky's question, she quickly shakes her head. Pulling back just slightly, she glances up through her lashes with an almost dangerous glare.

"You better not, Sky." Her lip juts out in a pout.

[wildwarden]

The glare was unexpected, enough so that Night Sky actually paused for a moment. Then, she chuckled. "Or what?" She asked, her tone teasing and hinted with mischief only accented further with the curve of her mouth. She wasn't going to slow down, but whatever that was from Meryl was incredibly attractive. "Going to punish me, sweetness? Careful, I might like it."

That said, she hooked her hand around Meryl's back and found the clasp of her bra, loosening it so she could push the cups up along with her shirt and expose her breasts. Meryl would have a few seconds to answer before the dryad's mouth was enveloping her nipple, teeth teasing the pebbled bud with a soft him against her skin.

[notsonewbie]

"Night Sky, you're - " Anything she might have tried to say, any half-hearted complaints spoken through a reluctant grin, is promptly erased from Meryl's mind. It seems to short out completely, leaving her to offer nothing more than a recurrent "You - You - "

It trails off into a squeak, as her entire body squirms with the sensation. She doesn't pull away, though. In fact, judging by the way she buries her hands within Sky's hair, it's very clear that it's an enjoyable experience. One that she absolutely wants to encourage.

[wildwarden]

Too good. She would have to tease her more later when her mouth wasn't otherwise occupied. For now, she focused on her breasts, lips and tongue and teeth honing in on one while she massaged the other, fingers gently pinching - ever vigilant of how Meryl's hands shifted in her hair and the verbal responses she offered.

Releasing her briefly with a soft pop of her lips, Night Sky nuzzled between her breasts. "You mind it a leave a mark?" She asked, pointedly grazing her teeth over her skin.

[notsonewbie]

Meryl doesn't exactly make words, but the sighs and whimpers are more than enough to make up for what she doesn't actually say. The leg around Night Sky's waist, meanwhile, tightens all the more. There's just enough friction when she wiggles that, well, she creates all the more pleasure for herself.

She is, of course, not unfamiliar with the bare basics. Two years alone in the desert lent itself to some... exploration. She knows what she likes in a general sense. And she definitely likes this.

"Mm -" Had Night Sky said something. Hold on, let her collect her thoughts. "Y-yeah. Please, go ahead."

[wildwarden]

The dryad's body shifted accordingly so she was settled fully in the cradle of Meryl's thighs, hips absently rocking into her while she continued her work with her mouth.

"Thank you." She purred, a shiver of delight running through her with the permission given. Night Sky always liked leaving hickies - liked them left on her, too. It was a nice little ego boost when she saw them again later, knowing full well she had done that and any that were visible would be left for others to imagine.

She was merciful though, not leaving her first little mark in a spot that would be visible unless Meryl decided to wear a low cut shirt - right at the swell of her breast; her teeth and lips teasing the spot for just a pinch of pain she soothed with a lave of her tongue. And while she worked, her hand dipped between them, feeling for any buckles or buttons or zippers she had to undo to work Meryl's pants open.

Gift Delivery (backdated 12/25)

[anything_grows]

[ In the morning if Meryl steps outside her home, she will find a dried flower wreath hanging on the door, delivered by the mail mice. Attached to the wreath is a tag. ]

To Meryl,

Thank you for helping me find information about Lieutenant Tayrey. Happy Holidays!

- Willow

[notsonewbie]

It's a good thing, then, that Meryl is taking extensive notes between every little noise she makes. She wants to be able to pay this back in the near future, and so each move used will absolutely be employed in full.

But that's for later Meryl. Right now Meryl is thoroughly enthralled by the dance of pain and pleasure that twirls through her, then coils with a molten sensation within her gut. A much more keening noise tries to escape her, and she only holds it back by pressing the meat of one of her palms into her mouth. The other lingers, keeping Night Sky held close, lest she start to worry about Meryl's wellbeing.

"T-thank you?" Meryl finally mutters when she feels it safe enough to lift her hand. "Should be - sayin' that to you."

Thankfully, Meryl's outfit is simple. She wears only a pair of jeans, a single button and a zipper that are easily undone. Or would be, if her hips didn't instinctively rise and shove against that wandering hand. Oops!

[wildwarden]

Night Sky was tempted to urge her hand away from her mouth, wanting to hear those beautiful sounds she made, but decided to let Meryl stifle herself for now, lest she overwhelm the poor woman too much too soon. It was probably smarter anyway, on the off chance someone happened to come up the hill and heard them. The tent might be conspicuous as hell, but what they were doing inside didn't need to be.

"Mmm. You're welcome, then." She chuckled, warm breath exhaled over the saliva slicked and reddened skin. Her lips parted to say something else, but instead she startled briefly, thrown off by the sudden buck of Meryl's hips that threw off the trajectory of her own hand. Night Sky laughed.

"Easy, sweetness." She would forego trying to get her jeans undone for a moment, instead wedging her hand between her thighs to palm her, middle finger sliding over her covered slit. "I appreciate the enthusiasm though."