With a nod Asha smiled as she turned and began to walk quickly back to their shared bedroom.
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Zara found her lover’s mischievousness pleasing. Each time she thought she understood the Greek woman’s humor the
blonde would come up with a new twist that took the captain by surprise. At the healer’s smile, the Moroccan arched an
inquisitive brow.
“What?” the captain asked.
“Are you up for a game?” a slight twinkle in Gabrielle’s eyes caused the dusky woman to smile.
“Game? What type of a game?” Zara tried to keep her voice neutral in hopes of teasing the Amazon.
“Ummm… a… a kissing game,” she smiled as her hips moved slightly to reposition herself between the Moroccan’s legs.
“A kissing game?” Zara found herself intrigued.
“Oh, yes, a kissing game. We’ll see how much time can pass with only kissing, nothing else. No touching with anything but
our lips and tongues, against lips and tongue,” Gabrielle explained as her slender fingertip touched Zara’s lip for emphasis.
“No other kind of touching?” the captain asked as her mind began to wander over the intriguing possibilities at full speed.
“No, no other kind of touch, but a kiss against the other person’s lips,” Gabrielle reiterated the rules of this game she
proposed.
“And, um, how will we know who wins and who loses?” Zara asked.
“The one who gives in first and touches with hands or any other, ah, parts, loses, which leaves the other the winner,” Gabrielle
purred as both of her arms wrapped easily around Zara’s shoulders. “What do you say? Care to try your hand… or shall I
say, your lips in this game?”
“All right,” the captain agreed after a moment of thought.
Like two children engaged in a new pastime, they smiled in anticipation. To make them more comfortable, Zara reached
below the Greek’s round, firm bottom and easily lifted the smaller woman from the grass onto her longer legs. Their bodies
now pressed close together, their faces only inches apart as the blonde’s legs wrapped easily around the captain’s waist. As
Gabrielle kept a loose grip around the tall woman’s shoulders, the captain wrapped her arms around the Amazon’s slender
waist and awaited the next move.
“My turn first,” Gabrielle said softly. With a slight smile, the healer leaned forward until her lips lightly touched Zara’s. After
a moment, she broke the contact and gazed into the Moroccan’s eyes. “Your turn, now…” she grinned.
Seeing the smoldering intensity in Gabrielle’ eyes, Zara swallowed, then leaned toward the blonde to kiss her gently back.
After a short time she pulled back and cleared her throat, as she looked deep into the healer’s eyes. “I believe it’s your turn.”
“Mmmm.” Gabrielle whispered and brought her mouth forward again.
One after the other, their lips moved to touch the other until finally their tongues entered the picture. For what felt like an
eternity of only their lips touching, their mouths each began opening fully to accept the other’s probing tongue. With each new
contact, Zara felt the tingling sensations on the top of her scalp increase until it began to make its way down through her body
and it was obvious that the blonde was feeling the same things.
After a while, neither one knew who’s turn it was to initiate the kiss, instead, each attacked the other, trying to out do the
other until their breaths were coming in panting, ragged gasps. Zara heard a deep guttural growl escaping the smaller woman
before the blonde suddenly captured her lips in a tight clasp.
With quick sucking motions, Gabrielle held the captain’s lower lip captive. She alternated between sucking and nipping, her
tongue occasionally reaching in to lick over teeth and pliant tongue until a whimpering groan escaped the taller woman’s
control. At this new sound, the blonde smiled as she increased her attack on Zara’s oh, so willing lips. Her mouth never
stopping its action, she sought out the entire experience of kissing this tall and very beautiful Moroccan captain. When she
finally pulled away, the Amazon’s breath was labored. The palms of her hands held tightly to her lover’s shoulders as she
gazed deeply into the clouded blue pools of the seafarer’s eyes.
“Z-Zara…?” Gabrielle found words hard to speak.
“Mmmmm?” With only a dreamy expression, the taller woman looked at her with confusion, her eyes barely focused.
“By the gods! I don’t care about winning this game any more!” Gabrielle’s voice was a low, seductive statement as she
grabbed a hold of the captain’s shirt. Her soft lips claiming Zara’s again as her upper body began to push the Moroccan
back onto the grass.
Zara had never experienced such aggressively fierce emotions in a lover before. Every nerve in her body seemed alive with a
raw sexual energy as she fell onto her back. The Greek’s smaller body climbing over her as their kiss deepened, each
woman’s hands roaming senselessly over the other as the need filled their minds. When she felt Gabrielle push against her leg,
the captain groaned softly. As the smaller woman’s hips began to rub, the gyrating brought a heightened sense of arousal to
the Moroccan. In an attempt to aid her smaller lover, Zara bent her knee between Gabrielle’s thighs. The Amazon’s body
never stopped moving as the change in pressure spurred the blonde on.
“Sssss! N-No, no… th-this won’t do!” Gabrielle hissed as she rose up to her knees, causing the captain to lower her leg to
the grass. As her legs straddled Zara’s thigh, the blonde’s fingers began to fumble with the ties of the Moroccan’s pants.
“Flesh, I need to feel your flesh!” The storyteller’s words were choked as she easily untied the fastening and began to pull the
dark haired woman’s pants down.
With only a slight smile, the taller woman lifted her hips to accommodate her petite lover. When she felt the tickling sensation
of the grass under her bottom, Zara reached up and began to try and unfasten the ties of Gabrielle’s new pants. Unable to
figure out how this new garment fastening worked, the Moroccan groaned in frustration until the healer’s deft hands easily
undid the new fastenings. To the Moroccan’s amazement, she noticed that the pants were a single fabric that wrapped
around the blonde’s body. When the ties in the front were unfastened, the cloth fabric was easily pulled away from the front,
leaving the back still secured to the small woman’s body.
“It t-took me awhile to f-figure them out, t-too,” Gabrielle gasped as she moved to straddle Zara’s bare leg. With her pants
pulled down to her ankles, the captain could barely move except to lift her knee for the healer’s need. When she felt the
blonde straddling her leg again, she gulped as she took a deep breath of air. The instant wetness from the Greek woman
covered the Moroccan’s upper leg as Gabrielle began to find her rhythm again.
“Oh, yeah… t-that’s it… this is more like it!” The soft words were a whimpered moan past Gabrielle’s lips as her hips
ground her pelvis against Zara’s leg.
While the blonde’s lower body moved to sate her own needs, she held firmly to the captain’s body, her arms snaked under
the taller woman’s shoulders. Her green eyes gazed down into Zara’s as her left thigh pressed against the wetness between
her lover’s legs. At the look of pleading desire from the Moroccan, Gabrielle smiled as she lowered her lips to kiss the dark
captain’s, her hips never once losing their sweet rhythm. When she was unable to maintain both the kiss and her movements,
Gabrielle pulled away reluctantly. Her breathing ragged, she closed her eyes as she tilted her head back her concentration
turning to one single goal as she moved rhythmically over the captain’s leg.
Zara felt the slight weight of her lover’s body as the exquisite sensations tore through all of her nerve endings. The Greek
woman’s sticky wetness covered her left leg as her own wetness rubbed against Gabrielle’s left thigh. With her arms
wrapped firmly around the blonde’s waist, she felt every movement of her lover’s exertions. When she moved her hands to
cup Gabrielle’s fleshy bottom through the fabric of her pants, she felt finely toned muscles tensing and un-tensing. Pressing the
round mounds of flesh tighter against her leg, the captain encouraged her lover’s climactic release as she felt herself reaching
her own. When a low groan escaped the blonde’s control, the taller woman felt her lover’s waters baptizing her leg as she
shuddered all over. Looking up into the expression on Gabrielle’s lovely face as she came brought the captain to the very
edge of her own sweet release and then pushed her over the brink. With a hiss and a slight intake of breath, she stiffened, her
eyes closed as a myriad of lights seemed to flash behind closed eyelids as her own wetness spilled from her, moistening the
grass below her prone form.
Gabrielle’s slack body all but collapsed over Zara’s. Their breathing was ragged as they clung to each other moaning
slightly. After a moment, the Moroccan opened her eyes and gazed up at the multitude of clouds that floated in the blue sky,
then she raised her head to glance down at her lover lying on her chest. With a slight smile, she brushed her palm over the
blonde’s sweaty forehead, wiping the moisture from her face. At her touch, Gabrielle smiled up at her, dreamy green catlike
eyes sparkling as a smile crossed her face.
