Let's Not Stay Away Anymore (Kaimelia)

9: Making the moon proud

(CW: some sexual stuff goes on in this one.

for the rest - feast, you horndogs. may this aid in carrying you through to tomorrow)

Once upstairs, Amelia turned to Kai.

"I can't actually show you most of it, unless you'd like to find out what happens when you wake up three sleeping children before it's time."

There had been something intense about them ever since that phone call, and their tone reflected it, "I think we both know which room I'd like to see most."

"Do we? Do we both know that?" Amelia bit her lip, leaning back against the doorframe of her room.

"I mean, I guess it doesn't necessarily have to be a room," Their voice now a whisper on her neck as she felt herself being gently moved away from the door and pushed against the hallway wall.

Amelia gasped for air, their centered movements and steady hands knocking the wind out of her, Kai turning her head to the side to expose even more of her neck, letting their mouth wander desperately.

She knew not to get lost in them fully just yet, gathering herself enough to pull them into her room, where Kai found themself being the one pushed against a wall this time.

Amelia's hands found their way into Kai's hair, pulling them closer while pushing her own body into them. Their lips finally met, and both made their peace with neither taking a full breath for the foreseeable future.

Kai's chest audibly rose and fell again and again, with Amelia taking it upon herself to give their neck a similar treatment hers had received just a minute ago.

Their hands wandered further, grabbing her hips, tracing their fingers over her shoulders and back, lifting her silky dress slightly, making it near impossible for her to concentrate on coordinating her own movements.

Suddenly, she lost the ground under her, as Kai picked her up, laying her flat on her bed, and stepped back to take in the sight.

Amelia pushed herself up on her elbows as she felt her entire blood volume rush to her head. No, that wasn't realistic... But so wasn't someone like Kai wanting me in this way up until very recently, so I thought.

Streams of moonlight lay across Amelia's room, so bright yet gentle, seeming almost proud of being the only source of light for this moment.

And Kai? Kai was so grounded in their desire, so calculated and careful, yet endlessly sure and somehow also fearlessly free, slowly taking off their jacket while maintaining eye contact, and took their sweet time approaching her again.

Amelia, not content with the speed they were moving at, scooted down to the end of the bed to where her legs were now hanging off the side of it, her green dress riding up to her mid-thigh, reaching her arms out to place on their hips.

As the moonlight played on both of their bodies, Kai started undoing the buttons on their shirt, which made Amelia let out a small moan, as if to say 'I've been looking forward to doing that myself, so how about you hurry up and let me'.

They were now standing between her legs, leaning down to kiss her, their eyes dark with want. With them leaning down, it was now easier for Amelia to unbutton the rest of their shirt, leaving it hanging open on their body, sliding her hands inside to meet their skin.

Kai grabbed the back of her neck, leaning down further, using their teeth to move one of the straps on her dress off her shoulder. Amelia was certain her blood pressure bordered on unhealthy at this point, followed by an immediate fear that all blood had drained out of her body completely once Kai sank their teeth into her shoulder.