All Ears

"Didja ever notice that your ear kind looks like your bicco?"

If Paine were the type of person to do something as undignified as a double take, she would. "What?" She says, giving Rikku a Look.

"I said, your ear looks kinda like your bicco."

"...What?" Paine looks genuinely confused.

"Geez. I just said it looks like that. Not that it performs the same function."

Paine blinks at her. "What the vilg are you talking about?"

"Well..." Rikku grabs Paine's hand and begins to drag her towards their shared sleeping area. "It's all pink."

Paine is blushing. She can't help it. Who could, in a situation like this?

"'n you make happy noises when I touch it." To demonstrate, Rikku strokes the inside of Paine's ear.

Paine shivers and grabs Rikku's wrist. "Stop that."

"Stop what?" Rikku climbs into Paine's lap, her knees on either side of Paine's ribs. She rubs their noses together, then leans over and mouths at Paine's ear. "I gotta say, though," Her voice is all hot-wet in Paine's ear, "You taste better down there."

Paine rolls her eyes and kisses Rikku mainly to shut her up before she says something even more stupid and embarrassing. It's a good kiss, a long soul-kiss that leaves them both with heaving chests and in Paine's case, reddened ears, much to Rikku's amusement.

"'s'like I said," She mumbles. Her finger strokes the shell of Paine's ear, then slides into it, gently. "You get all pink. But not wet." She is smirking, a look that is pure mischief. "Bet you're wet other places."

Paine raises a lazy eyebrow. "Why don't you check?" She drawls. They don't have much of a chance of being walked in on, and her ears are sensitive. And okay, Rikku's mouth is something that should be banned, it is that sinfully wonderful. So why not indulge a bit?

"Was that innuendo?" Rikku looks delighted. "I got you to innuendo! Awesome!"

Paine rolls her eyes. She pushes down on Rikku's shoulders, giving a none-too subtle demand.

"So you want me to whisper secrets into your third ear?" She kisses along Paine's neck, then squirms off of her lap, to kneel in front of Paine. She kisses her belly, too. A wet kiss, a slip of the tongue into her navel.

"You're nothing but trouble," Paine admonishes, fiddling with the straps keeping her shorts on.

"Yet you're still getting naked," Rikku points out reasonably, tugging Paine's shorts off of Paine's hips and dropping them on the floor.

Paine gapes her legs invitingly. "Maybe you're just persuasive," Paine says. "Doesn't make you any less trouble." She rests her hands on top of Rikku's head, twining the braids around her fingers.

"Hmph," Rikku tells Paine's crotch. "What's with the cotton panties? Totally ruins the image."

"What image?" Paine tugs at, gently.

"You know. Big, tough, mean, kyo girl." Rikku kisses Paine's mons, chuckling to herself about the coarse silver hair tickling her nose. Upon first meeting Paine, Rikku had figured dyed hair. Now she knows better. All of Paine's hair is that gorgeous silvery-gray that reminds Rikku of freshly polished machina.

"What does my underwear have to do with my image?" Paine yanks at Rikku's braids when Rikku's mouth fastens on to Paine's clit and sucks. "You're the only one who ever sees my underwear."

That always amazes Rikku; Paine can talk during sex, actually hold a conversation, albeit one with a lot of italics, or the verbal equivalent thereof. She lets go long enough to give Paine a Look. "I'd better be. And don't pull my hair."

Paine rolls her eyes and pushes down on Rikku's head. She can't exactly tell Rikku not to give her a reason to pull her hair, because Rikku may then see it as a reason to stop and tease Paine to the point of insanity, before finally letting her lusa. And Rikku can (and has been known to) do that. Oh, Paine would make her regret it, but Rikku is a brat, and what does a brat do, if not push boundaries? So she loosens her fingers and strokes Rikku's scalp, gently. "Bmayca?"

"Weell... Since you asked so nicely..." Rikku kisses Paine's clit, then begins to suck on it, humming. She smiles when she feels Paine jerk against her. Mm. Essence of Paine. So much better then the disgusting... stuff that Gippal got all over her face (and her hair!). Rikku laps at Paine, long, slow licks from her perineum to her clit.

Paine groans, tilting her head back and rocking her hips into Rikku's mouth. "Oh..." She's pretty quiet, compared to Rikku (Who isn't quiet, compared to Rikku?) but once in a while, she lets out a groan, a whine. She growls, actually growls when Rikku slides two clever thief fingers right in and curves them, pressing right where they're wanted most. When Rikku's mouth begins to suck, while Rikku's fingers wriggle and nudge Paine towards the bone shaking finale.

Rikku chuckles like a drain, latching on to Paine's clit and gently, oh-so-gently, scrapes her teeth along it. She sucks, pressing down on Paine's G-Spot. There is something so very tasty about the way Paine shakes and shivers, and there is also something kinda... funny. Miss Reserved Snark, trembling under Rikku, the Gullwing's bubblehead.

Paine presses her thighs together, squeezing Rikku's ears. She bucks her hips, panting like a winded horse. Soon, way too soon, Paine is riding out a flash-bang orgasm, biting her lip hard enough to draw blood as she comes, wetly and with much muscle shaking.

Rikku kisses the inside of one thigh, getting sticky fluid on it. "So, d'you remember what I told you?" Rikku withdraws her fingers, slowly. She smells them, licks them, then dabs a bit of fluid behind each ear.

Paine rolls her eyes and affectionately musses Rikku's hair. She's always more mellow, after an orgasm. "You're so weird," She says, and leans down for another kiss.

"You know you love it," Rikku says, grinning as she kisses back.

Paine grins and gives her yet another kiss, long and wet. Her hand goes to Rikku's breast, squeezing it through her top. The normally attentive Rikku had ignored Paine's breasts. Well, Paine will remedy this (somewhat) by lavishing attention on Rikku's breasts.

"So, you gonna whisper in my ear?" Rikku climbs into Paine's lap, Santa-style, and combs her fingers through Paine's short hair.

"I might have a thing or two to say," Paine says agreeably. She kisses Rikku, making quiet purring noises when Rikku licks dried blood off of her chin. "Now listen closely..." Paine whispers, moving a hand between Rikku's legs.

"I'm all ears," Rikku says, shivering.