God, it's so much easier for me to write Aibon/Nono for some reason. But fear not, for today, after school, I begin work on my Ishiyoshi chapter.
Setting the last box aside with a sigh, Nono flopped backwards onto the bed, reaching over to flip on the radio. She, and Aibon, were in the process of moving all their stuff into their new apartment. It was slow going. They kept getting distracted and taking breaks, so it had taken them all day just to move the boxes inside. Now they just had to unpack.
Nono sighed again.
A warm body suddenly attached itself to her side and a kiss pressed against her cheek, “This was fun, huh?” Aibon giggled.
“Fun?” the older girl scoffed, “We didn’t get anything done. We’re so lazy.”
“But it was fun, right?” the younger girl was starting to pout.
“Yeah, I had fun.” She wrapped her arm comfortably around her girlfriend and they listened to the radio in silence. She squirmed when the younger girl started drawing shapes on her side, “That tickles.”
Aibon giggled again, “I know.” She walked her fingers up Nono’s ribs and across her chest, stopping over her heart. She held her hand there a moment before replacing it with her ear. “I can hear you heartbeat.” she said unnecessarily, seeming fascinated.
The older girl remained quiet, breathing evenly so that she didn’t disturb her girlfriend’s concentration. She had rarely seen her this focused, it made her all tingly inside.
Suddenly, Aibon perked up, “Hey!” she shouted, enthused. “Turn it up!”
Nono was confused, “What?” Then she realized what was playing on the radio, I Wish.
The younger girl lunged across her, pressing down hard on her ribs, and reached for the volume, blasting the song, “It’s us!” she clapped delightedly, sitting up on her knees.
Nono looked up at her girlfriend, who was straddling her hips, and tried to regain her breath, “Yeah, that’s us.” She stated flatly.
Aibon started laughing, bouncing up and down almost painfully wild on the older girl. “That’s so cool! We’re on the radio!”
“That’s great baby.” Nono sounded as though someone was jiggling her voice box as fast as they could, it wasn’t that far off. “Now please stop crushing my organs, I may need those someday.”
The younger girl immediately stopped moving and leaned down to press an apologetic kiss to her girlfriend’s throat. “I’m sorry, but think of how many people are listening to us right now. Didn’t you used to sing to the songs playing? Actually, I know you still do.” she ignored the glare that earned her, “People love us. We’re household names!”
“That’s creepy.” Nono absently tugged on the younger girl’s shirt, pulling her to lie down comfortably on top of her. “Imagine fanboys covering their room in our pictures. Buying photobooks with our swimsuit shots in them.” she shuddered, bringing a giggle from the girl resting on her, “Old men lusting after us. Ugh.”
“But we have fans! I’m sure we have girl fans too.” Aibon started planting tiny kisses on the older girl’s face, “Relax.” She sealed their lips together, gently brushing their tongues against each other.
“Relax, she says. I’m freaking out.” Nono said in between kisses, it was a common line between them, an inside joke. She rested her hands just under the younger girl’s shirt, massaging her back with gentle fingers, feeling small hands do the same on her ribs.
She started dragging her thumbs in circles on her girlfriend’s front, just above her hipbones and gasped when sharp nails traced the soft skin under her breasts. Things had never gotten this heated between them before and Nono wasn’t sure she was ready to go much farther.
She said as much and the hands stilled instantly, “I love you, Aibon, but I can’t. Not yet.” she was relieved when the younger girl smiled cheerfully at her and leaned forward to rest her head over her heart again, stretching her arms above her head and tangling her fingers in Nono’s hair.
“I don’t really think either of us should be doing that so soon. I mean we have only been dating for four months. Besides, do you even know what to do?” the younger girl tilted her head up slightly, but was unable to see her girlfriend’s eyes at her angle, she didn’t bother lifting her head off her comfortably pillow.
“Not really.” There was silence for a while, only broken by the radio, until Nono finally said, “Let’s just kiss some more.” The response was a pair of enthusiastic lips pressing her down into the bed.
-As always, feedback is good. I'll probably post another short one later today.
Topic: Innocence (Fourth Gen Love) (Read 48679 times)