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"Do you miss it?" Rosa's voice was soft and gentle, like the feel of the brush she was drawing through Rydia's hair.
"Hmm? Miss what?" It was so hard to keep her eyes open with the soothing pull of the brush, careful even strokes through her long hair.
"The Land of Summons." Rosa ran her fingers through Rydia's hair now instead of the brush, and Rydia felt a little shiver run down her spine at the pleasant tugging.
"I do, but I don't. It's hard, being the only one who's different." Rydia almost purred when Rosa began gently braiding her hair, then unbraiding it.
"Yes," Rosa agreed in her quiet voice. "It was a little like that for me, when I was learning white magic."
"You?" Rydia half-opened her eyes, looking at the white mage in the mirror. Surrounded by a halo of soft candlelight, Rosa looked like an angel, clad in white robes, with her blonde hair spilling around her shoulders. The room stretched into shadows and darkness behind her, but the dark wall hangings were visible, and the bed was a pale shape off in the distance. The grey stone walls were dark and forbidding, barely softened by the flickering light.
"Me," Rosa answered with a little laugh. "They said awful things about me for loving Cecil."
"Because he was a dark knight?" Rydia asked, and Rosa nodded.
"They said he was not fit to speak to me, as our ways were opposed."
"That's not right," Rydia murmured.
"No, it's not."
Silence fell, broken only by the faint sound of Rydia's hair sliding through Rosa's fingers. Rydia closed her eyes and surrendered to the pleasant feelings, relaxing back in her chair.
Rosa set the brush aside with a quiet click, her fingers gliding lightly over Rydia's forehead and eyelids, down her cheeks to trace the curve of her ear. Rydia shivered.
"Come to bed, Rydia," she murmured. Rydia stood slowly, turning to face Rosa. Rosa took her hand and drew her toward the bed, away from the candlelight at the dressing-table. Even in the shadows Rosa shone like a bright beacon.
Her lips were warm and soft when Rydia kissed her, and she smelled of lilacs. Rydia wrapped her arms around Rosa, pressing close to her and kissing her deeply, tongues flickering against each other. Heat from their kiss was radiating through her, a faint but insistent throbbing beginning to pulse between her thighs.
Rosa's fingers slid through Rydia's hair, kneading her scalp gently and making Rydia moan quietly against the older woman's mouth. Her own fingers traced down Rosa's throat to tease in slow, delicate spirals around the clasp of Rosa's cloak. The white mage moaned softly, pressing closer to her, all soft curves and warmth through the layers of thin fabric that separated them. Rydia unfastened the clasp, but didn't push the cloak away just yet, instead sliding her hand down to cup Rosa's breast gently.
Rosa gasped quietly, her nimble fingers unfastening the sash of Rydia's robes and slipping between the folds of fabric to caress Rydia's side. Her hands slid up Rydia's back, fingertips brushing cobweb-soft against that spot right between Rydia's shoulders that always made the summoner's knees go weak. Rydia whimpered, rubbing her thumb in a slow caress over Rosa's nipple, feeling it stiffen beneath her touch. She tugged gently at it, savouring Rosa's low moan.
The cloak slid unheeded from Rosa's shoulders as the white mage eased Rydia's robes off. Rydia shivered just a little as the cool air touched her skin, but the momentary chill was banished when Rosa traced idle patterns between her shoulder blades, sending slow spirals of heat through her and drawing her attention rather urgently to the throbbing between her legs. Rydia retaliated by nibbling her way along Rosa's jaw, sucking gently at the side of her neck.
Rosa drew her fingertips up over Rydia's shoulders, the same soft delicate caresses brushing down her collarbones to her breasts. Rydia moaned, her own hands leaving Rosa's soft curves to unlace the white mage's tunic. Rosa gracefully lifted her arms above her head, allowing Rydia to draw the garment off.
Standing there with candlelight flickering across her face and the shadows at her back, Rosa looked intensely beautiful. Rydia cupped Rosa's breasts lightly in her hands, gently pinching her nipples between her thumb and forefinger. Rosa gasped, and Rydia applied a little more pressure, rolling the sensitive flesh between her fingers. Rosa's fingers were tangling in her hair, her breath hot against Rydia's neck as she nibbled at Rydia's earlobe, her tongue teasing while her teeth pressed gently.
Rydia hastened to unfasten Rosa's trousers, kicking off her own soft shoes and kneeling to unlace the white mage's boots. Rosa stepped carefully out of them. Rydia smiled up at her and leaned forward to press a gentle kiss at the apex of Rosa's thighs, touching just the tip of her tongue to Rosa's skin. Rosa whimpered quietly, leaning back against the bed. Rydia could feel the faint tremors in Rosa's muscles. She kissed Rosa again, then stood and pulled her lover onto the bed with her.
Rosa drew her close, kissing her eagerly. Rydia ran her hands lightly along Rosa's soft skin, savoring the warmth and the curves. Rosa's skin felt so silky under her hands, soft and warm in comparison to the cool air of the room. Rydia kissed Rosa's throat, nibbling slowly along her collarbones and kissing the soft swell of her breasts. She loved the contrast between smooth silky skin and the taut points of her nipples, exploring both with her tongue. Rosa moaned and tangled her hands in Rydia's hair again. Rydia smiled and trailed her fingertips lightly down Rosa's body, sliding easily between her legs. She eased her fingers gently into the heated folds, quick little flickering touches that had Rosa arching up into her.
She scattered quiet kisses along Rosa's stomach, slipping her fingers into Rosa and pressing just there, yes, like that, and felt Rosa's nails digging into her shoulders as her tongue teased. Rosa was making those desperate sounds that always made waves of heat ripple through her, and Rydia curled her fingers forward and flicked the tip of her tongue back and forth. Faster, faster, and then Rosa screamed and her nails scraped along Rydia's back as she arched up, pressing against the summoner's mouth.
Rydia slid back up to cuddle close to Rosa, resting her head on the white mage's shoulder. Rosa made a quiet, contented sound, curling an arm around Rydia. Her fingertips glided up and down Rydia's back, caressing that spot between her shoulder blades that sent shivers running up and down her spine. Rydia kissed Rosa's cheek softly, and Rosa laughed, rolling so that Rydia lay on her back with Rosa's warm weight pressing her down. Rosa's lips on her throat were warm and smooth. Cool fingertips traced Rydia's collarbone, then glided down to cup her breast. Rydia wriggled impatiently, making Rosa chuckle. Her fingertips wandered in slow spirals across Rydia's breasts, circling around her nipples without actually touching them. Rydia moaned, tugging at Rosa's wrist in a futile effort to guide the other woman's touch to where she most wanted it.
"Not yet," Rosa murmured, her fingertips just barely brushing Rydia's nipple. Rydia felt delicious sparks running along her nerves, settling between her thighs as a slow, pulsing ache. Rosa's fingers, Rosa's tongue, Rosa's scent, were all making her lightheaded. Rosa was suckling gently on her nipples, fingers teasing in slow circles on her inner thighs, never quite close enough and then oh God yes right there right there, Rosa's fingers inside her pressing just the right spot, Rosa's mouth sliding down to press hot and wet between her thighs, tongue stroking and fingers stretching her, curling deep inside her, and Rydia screamed as the heat and sensation burst within her.
Rosa curled close against her back, one arm draped around Rydia's waist and her breath soft against Rydia's neck. Rydia laced her fingers through Rosa's and closed her eyes, savouring the feeling of utter relaxation that suffused her muscles.
"Good night," Rosa murmured. Rydia purred in agreement and snuggled closer as she drifted off to sleep.
"Hmm? Miss what?" It was so hard to keep her eyes open with the soothing pull of the brush, careful even strokes through her long hair.
"The Land of Summons." Rosa ran her fingers through Rydia's hair now instead of the brush, and Rydia felt a little shiver run down her spine at the pleasant tugging.
"I do, but I don't. It's hard, being the only one who's different." Rydia almost purred when Rosa began gently braiding her hair, then unbraiding it.
"Yes," Rosa agreed in her quiet voice. "It was a little like that for me, when I was learning white magic."
"You?" Rydia half-opened her eyes, looking at the white mage in the mirror. Surrounded by a halo of soft candlelight, Rosa looked like an angel, clad in white robes, with her blonde hair spilling around her shoulders. The room stretched into shadows and darkness behind her, but the dark wall hangings were visible, and the bed was a pale shape off in the distance. The grey stone walls were dark and forbidding, barely softened by the flickering light.
"Me," Rosa answered with a little laugh. "They said awful things about me for loving Cecil."
"Because he was a dark knight?" Rydia asked, and Rosa nodded.
"They said he was not fit to speak to me, as our ways were opposed."
"That's not right," Rydia murmured.
"No, it's not."
Silence fell, broken only by the faint sound of Rydia's hair sliding through Rosa's fingers. Rydia closed her eyes and surrendered to the pleasant feelings, relaxing back in her chair.
Rosa set the brush aside with a quiet click, her fingers gliding lightly over Rydia's forehead and eyelids, down her cheeks to trace the curve of her ear. Rydia shivered.
"Come to bed, Rydia," she murmured. Rydia stood slowly, turning to face Rosa. Rosa took her hand and drew her toward the bed, away from the candlelight at the dressing-table. Even in the shadows Rosa shone like a bright beacon.
Her lips were warm and soft when Rydia kissed her, and she smelled of lilacs. Rydia wrapped her arms around Rosa, pressing close to her and kissing her deeply, tongues flickering against each other. Heat from their kiss was radiating through her, a faint but insistent throbbing beginning to pulse between her thighs.
Rosa's fingers slid through Rydia's hair, kneading her scalp gently and making Rydia moan quietly against the older woman's mouth. Her own fingers traced down Rosa's throat to tease in slow, delicate spirals around the clasp of Rosa's cloak. The white mage moaned softly, pressing closer to her, all soft curves and warmth through the layers of thin fabric that separated them. Rydia unfastened the clasp, but didn't push the cloak away just yet, instead sliding her hand down to cup Rosa's breast gently.
Rosa gasped quietly, her nimble fingers unfastening the sash of Rydia's robes and slipping between the folds of fabric to caress Rydia's side. Her hands slid up Rydia's back, fingertips brushing cobweb-soft against that spot right between Rydia's shoulders that always made the summoner's knees go weak. Rydia whimpered, rubbing her thumb in a slow caress over Rosa's nipple, feeling it stiffen beneath her touch. She tugged gently at it, savouring Rosa's low moan.
The cloak slid unheeded from Rosa's shoulders as the white mage eased Rydia's robes off. Rydia shivered just a little as the cool air touched her skin, but the momentary chill was banished when Rosa traced idle patterns between her shoulder blades, sending slow spirals of heat through her and drawing her attention rather urgently to the throbbing between her legs. Rydia retaliated by nibbling her way along Rosa's jaw, sucking gently at the side of her neck.
Rosa drew her fingertips up over Rydia's shoulders, the same soft delicate caresses brushing down her collarbones to her breasts. Rydia moaned, her own hands leaving Rosa's soft curves to unlace the white mage's tunic. Rosa gracefully lifted her arms above her head, allowing Rydia to draw the garment off.
Standing there with candlelight flickering across her face and the shadows at her back, Rosa looked intensely beautiful. Rydia cupped Rosa's breasts lightly in her hands, gently pinching her nipples between her thumb and forefinger. Rosa gasped, and Rydia applied a little more pressure, rolling the sensitive flesh between her fingers. Rosa's fingers were tangling in her hair, her breath hot against Rydia's neck as she nibbled at Rydia's earlobe, her tongue teasing while her teeth pressed gently.
Rydia hastened to unfasten Rosa's trousers, kicking off her own soft shoes and kneeling to unlace the white mage's boots. Rosa stepped carefully out of them. Rydia smiled up at her and leaned forward to press a gentle kiss at the apex of Rosa's thighs, touching just the tip of her tongue to Rosa's skin. Rosa whimpered quietly, leaning back against the bed. Rydia could feel the faint tremors in Rosa's muscles. She kissed Rosa again, then stood and pulled her lover onto the bed with her.
Rosa drew her close, kissing her eagerly. Rydia ran her hands lightly along Rosa's soft skin, savoring the warmth and the curves. Rosa's skin felt so silky under her hands, soft and warm in comparison to the cool air of the room. Rydia kissed Rosa's throat, nibbling slowly along her collarbones and kissing the soft swell of her breasts. She loved the contrast between smooth silky skin and the taut points of her nipples, exploring both with her tongue. Rosa moaned and tangled her hands in Rydia's hair again. Rydia smiled and trailed her fingertips lightly down Rosa's body, sliding easily between her legs. She eased her fingers gently into the heated folds, quick little flickering touches that had Rosa arching up into her.
She scattered quiet kisses along Rosa's stomach, slipping her fingers into Rosa and pressing just there, yes, like that, and felt Rosa's nails digging into her shoulders as her tongue teased. Rosa was making those desperate sounds that always made waves of heat ripple through her, and Rydia curled her fingers forward and flicked the tip of her tongue back and forth. Faster, faster, and then Rosa screamed and her nails scraped along Rydia's back as she arched up, pressing against the summoner's mouth.
Rydia slid back up to cuddle close to Rosa, resting her head on the white mage's shoulder. Rosa made a quiet, contented sound, curling an arm around Rydia. Her fingertips glided up and down Rydia's back, caressing that spot between her shoulder blades that sent shivers running up and down her spine. Rydia kissed Rosa's cheek softly, and Rosa laughed, rolling so that Rydia lay on her back with Rosa's warm weight pressing her down. Rosa's lips on her throat were warm and smooth. Cool fingertips traced Rydia's collarbone, then glided down to cup her breast. Rydia wriggled impatiently, making Rosa chuckle. Her fingertips wandered in slow spirals across Rydia's breasts, circling around her nipples without actually touching them. Rydia moaned, tugging at Rosa's wrist in a futile effort to guide the other woman's touch to where she most wanted it.
"Not yet," Rosa murmured, her fingertips just barely brushing Rydia's nipple. Rydia felt delicious sparks running along her nerves, settling between her thighs as a slow, pulsing ache. Rosa's fingers, Rosa's tongue, Rosa's scent, were all making her lightheaded. Rosa was suckling gently on her nipples, fingers teasing in slow circles on her inner thighs, never quite close enough and then oh God yes right there right there, Rosa's fingers inside her pressing just the right spot, Rosa's mouth sliding down to press hot and wet between her thighs, tongue stroking and fingers stretching her, curling deep inside her, and Rydia screamed as the heat and sensation burst within her.
Rosa curled close against her back, one arm draped around Rydia's waist and her breath soft against Rydia's neck. Rydia laced her fingers through Rosa's and closed her eyes, savouring the feeling of utter relaxation that suffused her muscles.
"Good night," Rosa murmured. Rydia purred in agreement and snuggled closer as she drifted off to sleep.
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