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My queen - YuukaPon (M)

a prayer between her thighs, Yuuka will continue to whisper, fingertips digging deeply into the very top of the sweat-slicked muscle. it tenses, Yui gasping and crying out while an intense sob racks through her body, chest heavy as her lungs desperately try and draw in breaths. Yuuka pushes her tongue inside the slick heat, humming at the sweet taste of the girl, drawing back and licking her lips, "keep your hands on the crown, princess."

"y-yes, my queen," yui stutters, tears spilling over the sides of her red cheeks. she tightens her fingers around the crown as Yuuka's lips return to finishing their masterpiece, thighs squeezing around Yuuka's head. she growls, parting Yui's thighs, the vibration of the sound resonating through the handmaiden's lithe body, "feels so fucking good."

it's become a habit of some sort, Yuuka figures, inviting Kobayashi yui into her chambers late at night after a few of the guards were a bit too friendly with her. maybe even an addiction, she briefly considers, recollecting her thoughts as she swipes her tongue across Yui's clit. she wants to laugh at how Yui jerks, almost wants to stop right then and there just to connect her lips with bitten ones.

exquisite she is.

"watch your mouth, lovely, princesses don't swear, yeah?"

it sends another shiver or two down yui's spine at the wondering thought of how soft, how gentle yuuka is with her. how she could go from so stoic and stern to so endearing and loving in a matter of seconds with yui, she'd never really figure it out, but some things are better left to the imagination after all.

Yuuka can't help but tap at yui's thigh twice, interlacing her fingers with the free hand that yui uses to come down, lips parting and tongue pressing against her entrance once more. Yui squirms, panting softly as the strange pressure in her stomach begins to rise and build. it's still foreign to her, having only done this once before with yuuka.

Yui is special, so special, and she's beginning to realise this with each treasured, cherished moment with the queen. Yuuka having specifically chose her rather than anyone else, even while she was just a diligent, hardworking laundress. Yuuka saw something in her, yuuka sees everything in her. the thought is a scary one that makes yui feel a little anxious.

and yuuka, as strong as she seems, still shakes in fear of harming yui with every little push and pull of her tongue, every grip to her pale, bruised waist.

but everything yuuka touches seems to turn to gold.

though, yui herself was already as golden as she could be, yuuka knows.

she tastes of hell and adoration, drips of stolen kisses and reminiscence late at night. looks of archangels and honey, sunset from between the castle's stone walls and through the mountains barely within eyesight. and yuuka feels with enamoured fingertips, gentle yet harsh nails scratching and teeth bared against her throat and rasped, "mine."

red and blue and purple, yuuka will make a fucking masterpiece of yui over and over again. no instrument would compare to yui, a corruption of the mind until she only thinks of her. she thinks of the way yui squirms, how she responds when yuuka moves her fingers just right, thinks of shaky hands as they sit on the balcony during sunrise. she thinks of yui's shy lips grazing against hers, and pinning her down into the mattress after one of her guards tried guiding yui into their quarters. she thinks of begging and declarations of soft, new love, she thinks of yui, yui, yui.

maybe she was right, yuuka thinks.

she's an addiction after all.

Yui comes on yuuka's tongue, thighs shaking harshly and back arching up into the pale lit room. Yuuka tightens her hold, continuing to drink from yui until she's sobbing out into the pillows, releasing the crown altogether and squeezing yuuka's wrists.

"you know i'm doing this because i love you, yes?" Yuuka asks, licking her lips and pressing kisses to yui's inner thigh to help calm her down.

"yes, my-"

"Yuuka." she corrects and yui giggles.

"yes, yuuka," yui breathes, eyes squeezing shut while yuuka presses her lips back to yui's sensitive clit. she wraps her lips around it, sucking softly, tongue flicking against it and yui mewls without restraint, "i-i love you, love you so much."

satisfaction comes to heart, yuuka growling into yui's core as she begins to sniffle and shake once more.

sweet in more ways than one, yuuka is awestruck, pushing one finger into yui and curling up. she whispers a command and question to yui all at once, voice strained and more desperate than yui has ever heard the older woman. she complies, will always comply to yuuka and only yuuka, whimpers becoming louder the second yuuka pushes a second finger in. she should feel a little bad for the new laundress, maybe even for everyone else on the same castle floor as yuuka, but regret isn't something she finds lingering when yuuka pulls back suddenly, lips crashing against yui's.

a sinful sip, yui's tongue pushes against yuuka's bottom lip softly, whining into her mouth as yuuka pumps her fingers faster. she loves yuuka like this, loves when she's gentle yet possessive and so very angry, loves when she takes her anger out on yui in the sweetest way possible. she's sure the guard will have his head hung (not literally she hopes) by tomorrow noon.

Yuuka seeks for yui to give herself over to the queen, wants every little piece yui will offer to her, fingers and mouth rewiring yui's brain until she craves nothing but yuuka. love warms her body as she crashes, mouth falling open and yuuka presses butterfly kisses to her throat to soothe the irritated skin all around it. she doesn't slip her fingers out, only slows down barely, and yui knows it'll be the longest night. she's never really felt safer if she's being honest, but home just makes you feel like that.

"i love you, i love you, i love you." Yuuka whispers.