Re:Lyra-Starting Life in Another World (Re:Reader-Lyra Edition)

Chapter 44: Liftoff

Feeling the lust continue to control her, Rem approached the side of Lyra's bed, much like she had this morning. Placing herself in the shoes of her own from that morning, Rem suddenly found herself lost as to what to do next.

If Rem just gets into her bed, it may frighten her and ruin the mood.

Thinking back to how it would have worked earlier, Rem re-imagined how to recreate that.

Lyra-chan was dreaming of Rem... But what exactly she was dreaming of... Rem doesn't have a clue.

Looking upon the one who held her heart and currently the key to her desires, Rem couldn't easily tell what she was dreaming of.

While it is possible she might be dreaming of Rem right now, it's unlikely since Rem can't tell...

Unsure of how to proceed, Rem was at a standstill.

If only Rem could think of a way to change what Lyra was dreaming of...

Recalling it in her mind, Lyra's words played out again.

Lyra: Rem... they're... so soft...

Having another rush of lust pour from her chest to the rest of her body, it was fueled from how she remembered it felt when she first heard him mumble those words in het sleep and how she grabbed all around herself, trying to figure out what "they" were he felt. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head.

If Rem can guess what Lyra-chan had felt, maybe she can change what she's dreaming of...

Feeling her own breath become hot, Rem acted.

Pulling her dress up, she folded up the gathered fabric at the top of her thighs. Sitting down on the side of the bed, Rem gently placed her weight on the bed as her legs hung off.

Looking down, Rem made note of her thighs.

This HAS to be what Lyra-chan was thinking of...

At their current exposure, they were just as visible as they were on the night of the party. Rem didn't know what made them so special to Lyra, but she knew that right now, they were her ticket to "more-than-more." As she squeezed  her thighs together for a better clue, the bulge of skin from the top of her stocking and the garter that connected into it was intensified. She tried to make them as soft as possible.

Maybe I should take these off…

Gently removing them, Rem dropped her stockings to the floor, fully freeing her legs.

No distractions… It's now or never.

Reaching for Lyra’s hand, Rem gently took her into her own, pulling the bed-sheet back just enough to slip her arm out without needing to bend it in or out. Moving Lyra’s hand closer to her thigh, Rem could feel her heart begin to pound. As she placed  Lyra’s hand across the softest looking part of her thigh, Rem was surprised by how warm it felt. Hoping to better have her feel the contour as well, Rem separated her thighs slightly and placed Lyra’s fingers in between as she brought them back together. Looking at her face, Rem awaited a response from the sleeping Lyra.

And waited.

And waited.

Time seemed to pass slowly for Rem. Seeing no change, Rem had begun to lose hope.

Maybe Rem should try something else—

Just as she was about to give up—

Ah! Again!

Twice. Twice now Rem felt a slight squeeze come the hand she had placed on her thigh. Furthermore, her face began to change too. With Lyra clearly reacting to feeling Rem, she felt the heat in her body begin to multiply.