november yumary otp prompt challenge!

heat

The wind was blowing treacherous winds on the cabin outside. Fallen leaves swirled in mini-tornado formations, and the ones still hanging on for dear life to branches were rustling against each other.

But Yumeko and Mary were just fine, wrapped up in big blankets on the couch and gentle fire blazing.

There's no where else either of them would rather be.

Mary's head rested underneath Yumeko's chin, her hand smoothed out loose, blonde strands. She could hear the steady beats of her girlfriend's heart and each breath she inhaled and exhaled. Unconsciously, she matched the rhythm with her own lungs, smiling at the synchronicity.

She felt comforted and warm. So, so, very warm.

Yumeko gave her a kiss on the forehead, so Mary returned it with a chaste kiss to her collarbone, the former shivering beneath her. Heat shot through her abdomen, and she scattered kisses on her neck, going higher each time. Yumeko laughed and tilted her head down, so she could take a look at Mary.

She shifted up to meet the dark-eyed gaze. A serene smile painted soft lips.

"You're so gorgeous," Mary mumbled, too enthralled to process the words.

Yumeko's eyes twinkled, and she wrapped her arms around Mary's neck, pulling her into a passionate kiss. She would gladly accept this as a thanks anytime she complimented her. Her lips were so tender yet vigorous, threading her fingers into Mary's dark roots.

Before she knew it, the warmth of relaxing quickly merged into the heat of being so close to someone no one knows where one begins and the other ends.

Yumeko showed her how to feel high and heavenly yet hellishly hot.

And then Mary's hands were mapping the other's hips and ribcage, only realizing they had reached under her shirt when Yumeko sighed into her mouth. Her skin was smooth, and her fingertips glided over the goosebumps. She makes it so hard for Mary to keep the peaceful mood when her stomach tightens and stutters to her touch like that.

Yumeko paused the situation with her lips pecking Mary's chin. They pulled away, absolutely breathless. As much as they talked, and teased, and joked, their silence was just as important to her. Some moments didn't need commentary, and she feels incredibly lucky to find someone who's helped her find the balance.

Yumeko tucked a strand of hair behind Mary's ear: "You're so sweet."

Mimicking the gesture for moments ago, she leaned back down for a kiss. Although it was shorter, the intensity grew quicker than the winds knocking at the door.

"You're so kind," Mary said between kisses.

Yumeko giggled though most of it caught in her throat, cut off by her tiny pants: "I love your humor."

Mary felt her competitive nature surge in her chest. She ran her tongue around Yumeko's lips and pulled away when they part for entrance. "I love your mind."

"You're so intelligent," Yumeko slid her hand under Mary's collar and outlined her shoulder blade.

Indulging for just a second, their tongues twisted together, exploring, studying each other.

And before she wanted to, Mary pulled away. Yumeko batted her eyes open.

"You're so loving," Mary pecked her nose.

"You always know what to say."

"I love the way you look at me."

"I love the person I am around you."

"You make it easier to be a better- wait are you crying?"

Yumeko's eyes were glossy, and her smile was big and bright like a spotlight on her face. She rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Maybe a little, it's just-" she laughed. "You make me so happy."

"Way to give me a heart attack," Mary felt her throat choke up. She pulled her hands out of Yumeko's shirt—blushing as she realized she hadn't yet—and wiped away the tears.

"I love you."

"I love you," Mary bite her lip as her next words lingered at the tip of her tongue. "I want a future with you."

Yumeko pulled her back into a kiss. Caught off guard, Mary's hands stumbled beside both sides of her head, and one migrated to the other's jaw.

And the satisfying and fulfilling heat brought a tear to Mary's eyes.