my girl;

[slicings]

[ rooming with dan heng has certainly been.. interesting. the two of them could not be more different. while dan heng is studious and reserved, ren is bold, enjoys parties, is confident and forward. she does plenty well in her classes, excelling especially in the more hands-on workshops, but she does not necessarily take her schooling seriously. she wants to work with her hands, after all, she doesn't need to attend university, but her grandfather insisted on it, if only to give her the opportunity to make friends and network in the fields she's interested in. it never hurts to have a degree, no matter what work you want to go into.

so here she is, to make grandpa huaiyan happy.

it's not so bad. dan heng is a good roommate, she's quiet and neat and doesn't infringe on ren's space, even if she's declined every invitation to every party that's ever been extended. ah, well.

the worst part, really, is that dan heng is distractingly cute, with her sweet little mouth and adorable button nose, her large, lovely eyes and soft hair.. she's all but irresistible. and so ren teases, and she flirts, and she does everything she can to make dan heng go pink in the face, partly to rile her up, partly to test the waters, and feel out her interest. she knows well how to tell when someone is interested in her, when they're open to her advances, and dan heng is absolutely as into ren as ren is into her, but she holds out, stubbornly.

that doesn't keep ren from trying. she continues to invite dan heng to parties, makes excuses to touch her - to play with her hair or lean against her or rub her shoulders, and she makes a point to be unabashedly shameless about her own nudity, parading to and from the bathroom in various states of undress. all of it seems to fluster dan heng, but she never budges.

tonight, ren will attempt a more direct approach. it's just after midnight, the room is dark and warm, comfortable, the sound of the rain on the roof above a comfort. slipping from beneath her covers, ren strides across the space between their beds to invade dan heng's, sliding comfortably beneath the blankets as if she belongs there. her pajamas are hardly modest - nothing but a tight tank top and black panties, leaving her legs bare as she gently pushes her knee between dan heng's thighs, and presses up against her back, the thin fabric of her top all that separates them. ren's full breasts push against dan heng's shoulderblades, and she smiles as she slips her arms around her, hooking her chin over dan heng's shoulder. ]

Mm.. I can't sleep.

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[depelleris]

[Ren claims her mouth once again as she continues to fall apart, her moans and whines muffled by their kiss as she leans in as much as she can -- as much as trembling muscles will allow. Truly she had never experienced even a fraction as much pleasure as flows through her in waves from such a simple touch... and while in the back of her mind there's the thought that this shouldn't be happening... she wants this pleasure more deeply than she'd ever anticipated.

'Good girl..' Ren purrs against her lips as the kiss breaks, and a shiver curls its way down Dan Heng's spine at the sound of it. Even through the fog of her orgasm, there is something intensely arousing about her gorgeous roommate calling her a good girl... it makes her want to hear it again.

Dan Heng can't help the faint, breathless whine that slips from her soft lips as Ren slides her fingers free -- a sound mostly lost as she tries to catch her breath.

She doesn't have too much time to do so though, before she feels herself pressed onto her back and pinned to her bed. Hazy eyes lift to meet her roommates in the moments before the taller woman's hips grind down against her own, breathing a soft whine before their mouths are sealed together once more. Dan Heng's back arches slightly off the bed without thought, pressing up into Ren's body as she lifts her soft hands to frame the other woman's jaw.]

[slicings]

[ oh, she likes that, does she? being called a good girl. ren noted that shiver, for certain, and files away that little piece of information in the back of her mind. she won't forget.

for now, however, she's kissing dan heng hard and deep, from a much better vantage point now, making it easier to lick deep into her mouth, to taste every inch of her. all the while her hands paw at her, slipping beneath dan heng's sleeping shirt to at last sweep it over her head. ren still wears her tank top and panties, but when she grinds herself down against dan heng's thigh it's clear how wet she is, having dampened the thin, silky fabric.

but she still isn't done with dan heng yet. ignoring her own desire, ren breaks the kiss, dragging her hot mouth along her lover's jawline and down her throat, sucking at her pulse, both hands cupping her soft breasts, perfect little handfuls, certainly unlike ren's much larger cups.

now she's able to rear back enough to get a good look at her, to see dan heng's flushed face in the moonlight, to watch the way her chest heaves with every breath, to see her pert tits, capped with cute rosy nipples. she's perfect in every way. ]

My Dan Heng is so beautiful..

[depelleris]

[In the back of her mind, Dan Heng is shocked at how easily she gives in -- how willing she is to allow the taller woman to slip her shirt off over her head. For all that Ren paraded around in varied states of undress, Dan Heng had never allowed herself to be seen in any less than a tank top and shorts.. and usually she's wearing far more than that.

... realizing just how wet Ren is is enough to make Dan Heng's stomach flutter -- she'd never imagined she was all that sexually appealing after all. She was slim and delicately pretty certainly... but she had far from the usual sex appeal women were often expected to have. The kind of woman that everyone sought... was someone with Ren's beautiful curves.

Their kiss breaks, and those thoughts are pushed fully from Dan Heng's mind as Ren's mouth drags down her throat, her breath stuttering as a warm coil of pleasure curls its way down her body. Nothing in her life has ever felt as good as Ren's touch, those hands at her breasts drawing a breathless moan from her.

Ren draws away then -- enough to be able to get a look at her, and Dan Heng's pleasure hazy eyes follow her every move. One delicate hand finds one of Ren's thighs then, nails grazing over her skin as she tries to catch her breath.]

Ren I.. you...

[It's such a struggle to find words.. and to allow herself to say any of it. 'I want you'.. something she could still not say... not while a part of her mind still clung to this as wrong somehow, even if that part is buried beneath every bit of pleasure she still feels.]

[slicings]

[ just that slight touch, dan heng's fingertips against her thigh - it's enough to make her crave even more. ]

Touch me.

[ she whispers, soft and needy, surprisingly vulnerable, but it doesn't last for long. soon ren is rearing up onto her knees so she can snag the hem of her tank top, pulling it over her head to toss aside, baring her heavy breasts, her smooth, lightly scarred skin. ren's wild, dark hair falls down her back and over her shoulders, and she looks down at dan heng with an imperious smile, humming in approval as her hands skate over dan heng's hips. ]

You want to, don't you?

[ surely dan heng has never touched anyone before, let alone another woman - she must be curious about what it feels like. ren has slept with people of all genders, but women are by far her favorite - they're so warm, so wonderfully soft, all gentle curves and smooth skin. she wants to get those pesky pants off of dan heng, but not yet. soon.

first, she takes both of those small hands in her own, placing them against her own abdomen then guiding them upward, urging dan heng to grasp at her breasts, to knead and touch and feel. ]

[depelleris]

[Even as wrapped up in her pleasure as she still is, Dan Heng feels her entire face grow hot when Ren sits back and tugs her own shirt off as well. She is oh so keenly aware of just how little Ren is currently wearing.. but now, after everything she's felt so far, the sight only sends warmth pooling low in her belly.

The vulnerability of those two words weren't lost on her.. but with Ren taking her hands, Dan Heng's entire focus is firmly rooted in the moment.

Though she'd begun to catch her breath, as Ren begins to guide her hands up over warm skin, Dan Heng can feel her breath hitch -- feel the pace of each breath as they pick up. All this time, she's been fully out of her depth.. after all, she's never been intimate with anyone -- never even really touched anyone more than on the arm.]

I-- I'm.. I don't..

[Her voice trembles as the breathless words tumble free, her tone and words almost seeming mismatched without her finishing what she means to say. In spite of herself, she does want this -- something easily shown with a hint of desperation in her voice... but she doesn't know what to do. Gods, she's never even watched pornography, how would she know how to proceed?

Still though.. when Ren's touch urges her, Dan Heng allows her hands to slowly curve over her roommate's heavy, soft breasts. There's clear hesitant uncertainty in the way her touch moves.. but that she doesn't stop easily says enough. Her touch is careful as she kneads the taller woman's breasts, slender fingers rubbing around her nipples at the motion.]

[slicings]

[ dan heng is so cute, so sweet and yielding and virginal.. how is ren supposed to resist her? she's everything that ren could ever want in a girl - beautiful, yes, but smart and sharp, immune to ren's charms, every roll of her eyes enough to earn a grin. and now.. now look at her, half dressed and flushed bright, her eyes wide and searching, irresistible and sweet. oh, how ren wants her.. ]

It's okay. [ she purrs softly, her breath catching when dan heng palms at her breasts, squeezing gentle. ] Just take your time..

[ ren's already made her come once, she doesn't need to rush, no matter how her pulse pounds between her thighs, eager to be pleased and satisfied. she can wait. dan heng comes first.

but ren will lead her, if she needs it. so she guides dan heng's hands over her full breasts, shows her how to tease her nipples with her thumbs until they're hard buds, little jolts of pleasure rocketing southward. she swallows thickly, then drops her hands away and leans forward, allowing dan heng to touch her as she pleases while she rocks her hips, grinding against dan heng's slim, soft thigh. gods, she's so damned wet -

at last, ren hooks her fingers into the waistband of dan heng's sleeping pants and begins to tug them down carefully, leaving her panties behind for now. ]