Hello! Yes, I live. But I'll soon be gone again...
MY OTP NEEDS MORE LOVE!
Happy birthday, Mariko~
Mariko arrived at home expecting only silence, and a well deserved rest from a day of work. But as soon as she opened the door...
"Happy birthday, Marichan~" A cheeky voice greeted her joyfully. A paper-popper was popped almost near her face. The now twenty-nine-year-old woman sighed and prevented her hand to go massage her temple.
"Er... Thank you, again, Miichan..." Mariko ignored the cheerfulness of the girl and walked toward her couch and placed her purse there. She finally allowed her hand to go to the side of her head to work on easy the slight pound she started to feel. If she recalled well, she had dinner with the girl and her closest friends before leaving for a late night radio program. "Tell me why I should let you stay?"
"Mou, you are so cold! I brought you cake~" Miichan whinned pouting.
"We ate cake already, and it's really late now for sweets." Mariko pointed. She, then, looked at her table and found a small cake on there. It was decorated with sliced different fruits and on its white center was written 'Happy BDay, Marichan <3'. It was obviously the younger girl's letter.
"Aw, come on. It's from that place you like," Miichan approached Mariko, cupped her face, pulled it down as she stretched her neck, and planted a kiss on her cheek. "And I missed you." Mariko had to admit she was taken aback by that, but she wasn't a woman who does such thing.
"Tsk..." Mariko hissed. "You always misses me. Cheesy girl." She made a dismissing gesture with her right hand. "I can eat the cake tomorrow. Thank you for being such a devoted friend." Mariko turned her back to the girl to hide her gin. She couldn't see the big pout forming on Miichan's lips, but she was aware of it. She wanted nothing more.
"Fairy well, you cold hearted woman! Eat your cake alone! I hope you get fat! I also hope you freeze tonight on your bed, because this 'friend' here will back home right now. You insensible being!" Miichan retorted in her dramatic-serious voice. The shorter girl turned her heels to get her purse which was on a chair, but before she could reach it slender arms wrapped around her waist.
"I missed you too, you dolt." Mariko whispered on her left ear. Her entire front fitting Miichan's back. The taller tightened her grip, making both of them shiver. Yes, they missed the body contact. With her left arm, Mariko topped Miichan's, caressing all its extent until the extremity, where she intertwined their fingers. "We can't do this in public. Not like this." Mariko Kissed the bottom of Miichan's ear, earning a struggled moan.
And then everything was forgiven. The surpise, the rudeness, the bickering. They were synchronized again. Together one more time. Mariko gently turned the girl, releasing the grip on her hand, and they kissed. An eager kiss, full of necessity and fever. The needing took the leadership as Mariko directd her girl to the table. Miichan felt her back touch the edge of the furniture not much longer. The taller grabbed the other girl by the hips, lifting her high enough to make her sit on the table, and positioned herself between the legs.
"Mariko, the cake!" Miichan exclaimed, trying to push the cake to the farthest side of the table. She ended up dirtying a couple of fingers with glacé in the process. Mariko took her girlfriend's hand and put all the dirty fingers on her mouth, sucking and licking the white sweet cover.
"Very sweet indeed." Mariko stated in a very husky tone. The gesture completely turned them on.
The pair kissed again, with Miichan wrapping her legs around Mariko's waist. Hands traveled trough the winter clothes, trying desperately to go underneath them. As the heat wave stroke, they started to take each other clothes off, and throw them randomly aside. Another kiss took scene and the friction of their bare bodies just made them want more. Miichan laid on the table and Mariko topped her, their bodies fitting perfectly into each other. As Mariko stretched her arm sideways in order to find another position, her hand touched the cake. She retreated her hand, raised her upper body with the help of her other arm, and showed it to Miichan. The girl on the bottom hold the hand and slowly licked it, looking into her lover's eyes.
"It's just the way I like." Miichan said almost breathless.
"I think I want to eat this cake now." Mariko grinned. Miichan grinned back.
It would be another anniversary full of secret tasteful memories.
End (?)
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