Basoexia

Rikku is kissing Paine. One of her favorite activities, really. Paine seems to enjoy it too. Well, if Paine didn't enjoy it, there would probably be a Rikku shaped hole in the wall, versus the very-not-squashed Rikku pressed into a dark corner of the engine room.
So it appears that Paine is is all for Rikku kissage.

Rikku breaks the kiss, her hands buried in Paine's hair and panting like a winded horse.

"Basoexia," Paine mumbles against Rikku's lips. She is smirking.

"What?" Rikku pulls Paine closer, burying her fingers in short, silvery hair.

"Basoexia," Paine repeats, kissing wetly along the side of Rikku's neck, leaving purple-red love bruises. She licks Rikku's pulse point, then leaves a larger, more prominent mark.

"Paine, take it easy," Rikku whines. "C'mon, 'm gonna need a bigger scarf."

Paine rolls her eyes, then places a warm, wet kiss on the place where neck meets shoulder.

Rikku tugs the straps crisscrossing across Paine's back. "Nu-uh,"she mumbles, maneuvering Paine into the corner, so her back is to the wall.

"What?" Paine threads Rikku's braids through her fingers. She's a bit miffed; she likes to be in charge, not vice-verse.

"Quit bein' Miss Bossy," Rikku huffs, standing on tiptoe and kissing Paine within an inch of her life. She does the best she can to dominate her. She pushes her tongue into Paine's mouth and keeps Paine's head below hers, alternating the pressure of her lips and tugging at Paine's bottom lip with her teeth.

"What's gotten into you?" Paine pants, tugging at the string holding Rikku's bikini bottoms on.

"Nothin' is gonna get into me until I get into you," Rikku says, pushing up Paine's shirt. She tugs the straps aside and pushes up her undershirt until Paine's small breasts are bared to the smokey room. "Cu bnaddo," Rikku coos, kneading them like bread dough.

"I hate it when you do that," Paine grumbles, arching her back as Rikku thumbs her nipples.

"Do what?" Rikku takes one nipple between two knuckles and tugs it.

"Talk to individual parts of my body as if they're sentient." Paine moves her hands up to Rikku's shoulders, and tugs on one braid.

Rikku doesn't say anything, which is practically a miracle. Instead, she leans down and takes Paine's nipple into her mouth, sucking on it slowly, steadily, her tongue flicking along the tip and her teeth gently scraping the soft, pale skin.

Paine shudders, gripping Rikku's shoulders hard enough to leave bruises.

Rikku chuckles and lets Paine's nipple fall out of her mouth. She leans back and blows on the wet skin, admiring the way the nipple gets harder in the wet air. She also admires the way Paine shudders, her skin getting all goosebump-y.

"Dayca," Paine growls, trying to pull Rikku's head back where she wants it.

In response, Rikku gets n her knees. She presses on kiss on Paine's bare belly, then looks up, her green eyes dancing.

Paine stares back down, red on green. Her gloved hands go to the top of Rikku's head, sifting the braids through her fingers.

"Take 'em off," Rikku tells the pale, soft skin.

"I m not dropping my pants here," Paine says in a voice that brooks no argument.

Rikku grins, taking Paine's hand off of her head. "I was talkin' 'bout these," She says, tugging on one glove. "Get your mind outta the gutter!"

"Get my mind out of the gutter?" Paine nips on a fingertip and tugs off first one glove, then the other. "Might I point out that you're on your knees, about to..." She trails off, looking down at Rikku. Her bare hands knead at Rikku's scalp.

"About to...?" Rikku takes one of Paine's fingers into her mouth, sucking on it. She loves how it makes Paine's skin shiver and her hips jerk.

"You know." Why is Paine blushing? Nothing makes Paine blush. Except Rikku. Paine isn't one for talking. Rikku... is. So Rikku likes... describing. Everything. Paine... doesn't. But when Rikku is in a mood like this, Paine will probably end up saying... things that she normally wouldn't. But not to worry. She'll have her revenge later. It will probably involve a gag of some sort. Maybe Rikku's own scarf.

"You're always pointin' out how dim I am," Rikku says, kissing Paine's hip through the leather. "I don't know anythin'."

"You're being difficult," Paine complains, applying pressure on the top of Rikku's head in hopes of getting her to... get to business.

"How is asking for specific instructions difficult?" Rikku is out for blood now. Metaphorically.

Paine snorts, her hand going to the back of Rikku's head. She pushes Rikku's face forward, hoping the brat might get the message.

"Oui pimmo," Rikku mumbles, nuzzling into the leather. She mouths at bits of bare thigh and leather, studiously ignoring what she knows Paine wants her to pay attention to.

"Rikku..." Paine's voice has a hint of warning in it.

"Yes, Doctor P?" Rikku traces her fingers along Paine's inner thigh, writing out nonsense words. Probably filthy words in some unknown language. After all, this is Rikku.

"Kiss me," Paine mumbles. It seems Rikku isn't the only one with basoexia.

Rikku grins, kissing along one thigh. Her mouth doesn't really go where Paine wants it, though. It strays to the outside of Paine's thigh, nibbling and kissing.

"Rikku, quit-" Paine's voice is abruptly cut off as Rikku's hand goes between Paine's thighs, pressing the seam of her shorts right where it will be appreciated. Paine moans, then covers her mouth in an attempt to muffle any further outbursts.

Rikku digs her knuckle into the leather where she estimates Paine's clit is. She has to push a belt out of the way, but by rearing up on her knees, she can kiss along Paine's sensitive belly and grind the seam of her shorts into her clit, making Paine shiver and shake.

Paine buries her hands in Rikku's braids, trying not to yank too hard. Her hips rock in time with the rhythm of Rikku's grinding.

Rikku gets up off of her knees. She wants to kiss Paine on the mouth, feel her fingers drawn into the warm, sucking wetness. She never goes into an erotic encounter with a set goal. Rather, she does what strikes her fancy, as it were.

Paine kisses Rikku, hard and wet and heavy. She moves her hand down to Rikku's ass, squeezing it. "Seha," She growls, kneading it roughly.

"Ouinc," Rikku agrees, bowing her back to push her ass further into Paine's hands. Then she grabs at Paine's bare breast, tweaking and tugging at the nipple. Her other hand goes down between Paine's legs to squeeze. "Seha," She says in her squeaky sorta-kinda growl.

"Ouinc," Paine pants, letting go of Rikku's ass for a second to press the girls hand closer. "There."

"There what?" Rikku kneads at her playfully, squeezing just enough to make Paine's vision flash.

"Your hand." Paine grabs Rikku's hand and shoves it down the front of her shorts, so that the only thing separating Rikku's hand from Paine is a flimsy piece of cotton.

"What about it?" Rikku wriggles her fingers, pressing the cotton against Paine's wetness.

"In," Paine groans, pressing her hand closer. "In me."

Rikku complies. After all, she was asked so nicely! So she slides two fingers into Paine, curling them right where Paine is wettest and nudges her clit with her knuckle. She kisses Paine, kneading her breast roughly in time with each thrust of her fingers. Her wrist is already getting sore, from the awkward angle and the way her hand is kinda trapped, but she doesn't care.

Paine tilts her head back, giving Rikku access to her neck. She moans as Rikku attacks it with wet kisses, even licking over Paine's black choker. She pulls Rikku closer, one hand pressing Rikku's head closer, the other on Rikku's ass, pulls the girl closer, until their hips are practically flush against each other.

Rikku curls her fingers, pressing down, hard, on Paine's G-spot. She knows Paine will come soon; she can feel the way Paine's muscles are shaking, see the way Paine's eyes drooping, her breath coming in deep, panting breathes. She presses her thumb to Paine's clit, moving her fingers faster and pressing Paine's G-spot just hard enough to edge on good type pain.

Paine kisses Rikku as she comes, mainly to muffle her own... undignified loud noise. She feels the waves of electric icy pleasure going up and down her whole body, shaking and shuddering around Rikku's fingers.

Rikku catches Paine as she slumps forward, drawing her fingers out slowly as she supports Paine's weight. Paine always goes weak when she comes, which is why she usually doesn't mess around standing up. When she finally has control over her limbs again, Paine leans her head enough to the side that she can kiss Rikku good and hard. When they break the kiss, Rikku is red faced and panting.

"What?" Rikku says, seeing the way Paine is looking at her. She licks her wet fingers somewhat clean, then looks over her shoulder at Paine.

"Basoexia," Paine says, adjusting her shirt and sounding vaguely smug. Then she kisses Rikku, nice and long and hard. "Lets finish this. In a bed."

"'kay," Rikku says dazedly. She'll have to look up that weird word later, in ShinRa's dictionary. When she was all post orgasm-y.