[With no arm to support her, she fell on Akiha, though the short drop was cushioned by her chest.
Sion wasn't concerned about noise though, letting Akiha rough grip further fuel her voice. And her desire to get the same return from Akiha. Her fingers fumbled a bit, working to slip Akiha's panties to one side so she could reach inside her girlfriend.]
[There was a bit of a grunt as Sion's weight came down on her, but Akiha had been expecting it. It didn't take long for Sion to manipulate the fabric enough to slip underneath and find Akiha quite aroused. The touch got a loud moan out of her, which she tried to stifle by biting down on Sion's wrist.
The alchemist easily had the upper hand right then.]
[The pain only egged Sion on. She slid down to take a nipple into between her teeth, biting down in return. Once the fabric was inside, she slipped two fingers inside Akiha, curling them and attacking where she knew Akiha was the weakest. She knew she had an advantage and she wanted to use it to make Akiha yell while she had her there.]
[It wasn't a yell, but it was far louder than Akiha had intended it to be. She let go of Sion's wrist and hooked her fingers in the alchemist's hair, pulling on it as she couldn't keep the sounds at bay. Her other hand grabbed at her girlfriend wherever she could, losing a bit of coordination at the way she was being overwhelmed.]
[With her arm back in her possession, she could at least support herself a little now, taking some weight off Akiha. But that didn't stop her, her fingers working precisely and quickly. On the other hand, her work with her mouth was a bit sloppy as she put her lips around Akiha's nipple, sucking on it while giving it another sharp bite.]
[Maybe it was the contrast between the precision and sloppiness that really got to Akiha. It was a prime example of Sion's passion getting the better of her. Akiha liked it when that happened.
And right then, she truly was at her girlfriend's mercy. She couldn't even pretend to not be overwhelmed and dominated in that moment. Her moans grew and she pulled more on Sion's hair, the nails of her other hand biting into the alchemist's back as she clawed in growing pleasure.]
[There was an undertone in Sion's mind to not flub up. She was certain she was doing things perfectly though but, in these situations, she never knew when she might mess up.
The noises from Sion's started to grow louder though, as she returned Akiha's moans with more forcefulness of her own. She was losing precision but being far more aggressive and....beastlike.]
[Sometimes Sion just needed to stop thinking and just go with what she was feeling. And if she was feeling beastly at the moment, Akiha wanted her to be. The aggression made her blood heat up which meant she had to resist some... to drive Sion even more.
Hair-pulling, nails racking over Sion's body, hands squeezing, Akiha even pressed as if she was going to try to sit up. She was loving this... but wasn't about to admit it. Since that would mean admitting Sion won.]
[She didn't have to admit a thing. Sion took all the pain and force Akiha could bring down on her and returned it in full with pleasure. Her breath began to get ragged with the exertion and also changed with how she was feeling, which was being more in control than she ever normally was.]
[Sion -was- more in control than she ever was right then. Whether that was because Akiha was allowing it or because Sion had found the right way to grasp that control from the half-demon was debatable.
Regardless, Akiha was nearing her peak quickly, building toward a powerful climax, with the intensity of Sion's passion. She went from pulling at and clawing her girlfriend to simply holding on tightly, if still painfully, as her body tensed.
...and yet she resisted her body's need to go over the edge. She didn't want it to end.]
[Sion didn't stop. And probably wouldn't stop until Akiha actually said something. She was too caught up in being Akiha's superior at the moment. The half-demon might like it now but that could change. As it was, she roughly bit down on Akiha's nipple while paying no regard to what her fingers were doing inside her.]
[...there went what little control Akiha still maintained. It didn't matter how much she tried to resist, didn't want it to end, her body just couldn't take any more. Crying out loudly - too loudly - Akiha's body bucked against Sion's as she climaxed.
It was entirely possible that her death grip on Sion's hair would result in a few strands being pulled out in that moment.]
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Sion wasn't concerned about noise though, letting Akiha rough grip further fuel her voice. And her desire to get the same return from Akiha. Her fingers fumbled a bit, working to slip Akiha's panties to one side so she could reach inside her girlfriend.]
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The alchemist easily had the upper hand right then.]
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[It wasn't a yell, but it was far louder than Akiha had intended it to be. She let go of Sion's wrist and hooked her fingers in the alchemist's hair, pulling on it as she couldn't keep the sounds at bay. Her other hand grabbed at her girlfriend wherever she could, losing a bit of coordination at the way she was being overwhelmed.]
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And right then, she truly was at her girlfriend's mercy. She couldn't even pretend to not be overwhelmed and dominated in that moment. Her moans grew and she pulled more on Sion's hair, the nails of her other hand biting into the alchemist's back as she clawed in growing pleasure.]
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The noises from Sion's started to grow louder though, as she returned Akiha's moans with more forcefulness of her own. She was losing precision but being far more aggressive and....beastlike.]
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Hair-pulling, nails racking over Sion's body, hands squeezing, Akiha even pressed as if she was going to try to sit up. She was loving this... but wasn't about to admit it. Since that would mean admitting Sion won.]
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Regardless, Akiha was nearing her peak quickly, building toward a powerful climax, with the intensity of Sion's passion. She went from pulling at and clawing her girlfriend to simply holding on tightly, if still painfully, as her body tensed.
...and yet she resisted her body's need to go over the edge. She didn't want it to end.]
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It was entirely possible that her death grip on Sion's hair would result in a few strands being pulled out in that moment.]