Tamah

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I felt amazing. As if all tension had left my body and I was in a state of complete relaxation and contentment. I had never imagined something feeling so good.

I had been nervous and a bit scared. Wondered if it would start hurting, while also relishing in the new sensations. But of course, it had never started to hurt. It had been a silly thing of me to worry about. This was Mirai, after all. She would never do anything that would harm me. Instead, she had made me feel better than I had imagined it was possible to feel.

"You did so good, Tamah. I'm proud of you," Mirai whispered and kissed my cheek. It made me smile. Hearing her say those things, praising me, sent warmth through my whole body.

I opened my eyes and looked at her. She still had that intensity in her eyes, which sent pleasant shivers through my body. In that moment, the intensity was a mixture of adoration and hunger. It made me certain it wasn't over yet and I was happy about that. I didn't want it to be over.

I pressed my lips to hers. Let my tongue play with hers. I wasn't quite sure what she tasted like, only that it was as intense as her eyes. While we kissed, I reached my hand out for her breasts again. A moan from her vibrated against my lips as I felt them.

They really were soft and so pleasant to touch. And the fact that she seemed to enjoy it made it even better. I bent down, mimicked what she had done to me, and kissed one of her breasts while my hand played with the other. She leaned to the ground so she was lying on her back, granting me better space.

I looked down her body and to the pants she still wore. I wanted them gone and to touch her there, though that thought made me blush. But it shouldn't. She had just touched me down there and it had felt amazing. I wanted to make her feel as amazing as she had made me feel.

"I want to touch you again, Tamah," Mirai broke my train of thought. "I want to make you orgasm again."

I turned back to see her face. See her eyes that were darker than usual as they looked at me.

"But... I want to..." I looked away, not sure how to finish my thought.

I didn't have to, though. Mirai moved and swiftly got out of her pants. Then she laid on her side, facing me.

"Is it okay if I touch you at the same time?" she asked me and kissed my nose.

"Okay," I agreed.

"Thank you," she murmured in a voice that caressed my ears.

I moved my hand down and was glad she didn't do the same straight away. She spread her legs as I reached down to give me better access. I gasped slightly as I felt it.

"It's all wet," I exclaimed, and she laughed softly.

"That's all for you." She brushed my lips with hers. "That's how much I want you."

My cheeks heated up as I felt her words travel through my body. It made me feel both slightly shy and happy and confident.

I then focused on her. I felt my way around, not sure what really to do. She had her eyes closed and a soft smile on her face. But she had made me produce sounds I had never produced before, and I wanted to do the same to her.

Then I brushed against a spot that felt somewhat harder than the rest and she gasped.

"Right there, Tamah," she told me and I moved my finger back to the spot.

"There?" I asked.

She let out a moan. "Yes. Right there. It feels so good."

I smiled to myself and rubbed my fingers against the spot. Listened to the sounds she made. Then she moved her hand down, and I was certain she found the same spot on me because in the next second, a moan left me as pleasure shot up my body. It tingled, and I felt it build in a similar way as it had before. It made my fingers rub against her with more pressure and faster, and it felt as if she did the same with hers.

Our breaths mixed as our foreheads pressed together. There was nothing but her and me in that moment. Nothing but our care and love and the pleasure we made each other feel.

"I want us to orgasm at the same time," Mirai said. "Can you do that for me, Tamah? Can you orgasm when I've counted to three?"

I nodded.

"I want to hear you say it."

"Yes."

"Good." She kissed me. It felt hot and as if she wanted to devour me. I really wouldn't have minded if she did. That would mean we would never be apart. But then she ended the kiss, leaned her forehead against mine and mixed with a moan said, "One."

I felt her apply more pressure with her fingers, and I did the same.

"Two."

I felt the pleasure in my whole body and I struggled to hold it back as I waited for the last number.

"Three."

I let it burst forth and my body curled together on its own as I gasped from the wave of pleasure I felt. By my side, I heard Mirai let out her loudest moan yet and her free hand took hold of me and pressed me closer to her. As if I was her anchor, tethering her to life. I kind of hoped I was because she was my light that had guided me back, and I needed her light to keep shining over me.

We remained on our sides, close together, breathing heavily, catching our breaths, calming our hearts down.

After a minute, or an hour, or a whole eternity, Mirai moved her fingers to her mouth and licked up the wetness that had come from me. Her eyes were closed, but I watched her as she did. Just seeing that made my body tingle again.

I did the same because I wondered what it would taste like. It tasted only of her, the same intensity as her kisses had. The best taste I knew.

When I was done, I noticed she had watched me do it and my cheeks heated.

"You're so fucking adorable," she said. Then she leaned back while hugging me to her so I ended up using her as a pillow.

We laid like that, in blissful silence for a while, then overwhelming fear gripped me. It rushed through my body and made all the happiness I had been feeling turn dark and sour.

I had completely forgotten what had been about to happen before I had kissed her.

I sat up as tears returned to my eyes. "You're not going to disappear now, are you?"

She sat up as well, thankfully with her eyes still completely clear. She placed a hand on my cheek and kissed my forehead. But the action only intensified my fear. It was sweet and gentle and made me scared she was about to say goodbye.

But what she said was the opposite. "I won't. I'll never disappear. I promise you that."

"How can you be sure!" I demanded to know.

She smiled and turned her neck around. Moved her hair to her side. "It's gone, isn't it?"

The number was indeed gone, and that finally settled my fear. But my eyes stayed fixed on her neck because it wasn't empty.

I reached out and touched the brown contour of an eye that had taken the place of the number. She shuddered as I touched her.

"There's an eye there instead," I told her, and she immediately turned back around.

"There is? Turn around so I can see your neck!" she exclaimed with a huge smile.

"What?"

"Please, Tamah, just do it!"

I did as she asked and she brushed my hair aside. Then she kissed my neck and a sudden wave of pleasure shot through my body. Sudden and powerful, but short-lived.

"You got one too. It's blue and green," she told me.

"Yours is just brown," I frowned as I turned back.

"The warm brown of mahogany." She placed a finger by my left eye. "The same color as your eyes. The best color I know."

"It's not. The blue and green in your eyes are better," I retorted. "Your eyes are much prettier than mine. They contain the whole world."

"The whole world?" she laughed.

"Yes. The ocean. The forest. The sky."

She laid back down with a smile. "I like that."

I settled myself next to her again. "The eye is a mate mark, isn't it? But witches don't leave mate marks."

"I guess flagaes do."

We remained silent for a bit before I spoke again. "Was us mating what stopped the countdown?"

She didn't answer straight away, but her hold on me became tighter. "Yes."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"If I would have told you that you could either have sex with me or lose me, that would have been the same as me forcing you to have sex. I could never do that to you."

I thought about it for a moment. I wished she would have told me. I would have kissed her so much earlier if she had. But at the same time, I understood why she hadn't and loved her even more for that.

"Never scare me like that again. Promise," I said.

She kissed my forehead. "I promise."