When Luna read the directions on those signs, she stopped immediately after the second. There was no point in even looking at the third, she'd found exactly what she wanted if there was going to definitely be something intimate ahead. Someone sweet, who wanted to be held and loved, was just right for a girl that had spent most of her years as a little bit of an outcast. Serene and with a little smile on her face, she unlocked the door and went right in.
It couldn't be said that Luna had kissed a lot, but in the years since graduating she'd had some little experiences, so Aya's soft kiss was met in kind with confidence. She was soft and gentle, enjoying the sweet little touch, and as she felt Aya growing more comfortable she reached to brush fingers against the girl's face. The daring touch of tongue made her giggle against the brunette, and soon enough her own tongue tip met it, teasing Aya back.
There was a very soft moan as their tongues met, Aya rubbing Luna's experimentally as she ran one of her own hands through those blonde locks. Such pretty hair, and eyes, and... everything. Aya counted her blessings as their tongues rubbed together, Aya finding herself enjoying the kiss quite a bit.
Feeling fingers brushing through her long, blonde tresses made Luna quiver. That had always been one of her weaknesses, and she loved having it stroked and brushed. Her tongue stayed in contact with Aya's, just lightly brushing across the tip and tasting the gentle young woman, while Aya would find her own tongue faintly reminiscent of pumpkin, spicy yet mellow.
Mint would be the most dominant taste on Luna's tongue, the girl having a current obsession with mint-flavored snacks. The spicy taste was more than welcome, Aya sliding more of her tongue along Luna's. Both hands caressed Luna's face, moving down her neck and shoulders. She just wanted to touch her; not anything overtly sexual, but just... exploring.
Mint suited Aya just fine, something cool and unobtrusive but definitely distinct. That Luna loved mint candies, too, was a happy coincidence. With the kissing heating up, she tilted her head a little to the side to part her lips and let Aya's tongue freely explore hers, or her mouth if she even felt like it: Luna welcomed her to do what she wished, and her tongue coaxed the brunette's along. She wanted to be touched, too, and rolled against those hands as they came down her body. Since Aya had started it, she returned that in kind, bringing both hands to her cheeks to start before sliding them around her neck and down her back, under the shirt.
Her hands moved down as well, not minding those hands across her back as her own moved down Luna's front. They brushed over the curve of her chest, but didn't linger, wanting to feel her stomach and hips as well. She gently explored Luna's mouth as lips parted further, that warmth enticing and seducing her in the most gentle, loving way.
Slim and a little on the petite side growing up, Luna had blossomed later in life, becoming curvy enough to suit herself just fine. She exhaled audibly when she felt hands brush against the swell of her chest with just that thin robe and her bra between them, and when Aya explored further down, she'd find muscles taut with excitement. Her own hands stayed where they were, rubbing Aya's shoulders with her thumbs and her upper back with her finger tips, gently guiding her along into one of the deeper kisses the young witch could remember giving.
As her hands gently trailed down Luna's thighs, Aya slowly and gently broke the kiss, her face flushed. She felt like she needed air, having never kissed anyone that deep for that long before. "Luna..." The name comes out a whisper, and Aya isn't even sure why she said it.
A polite but mischievous laugh echoed in Luna's throat as Aya pulled away to look at her with those wide, pretty eyes. She brought her hands back out, one to press against Aya's chest, just below the neck, and the other with one finger raised to place on her lips. "Shh," she whispered softly, "I think we're ready to try something now. Would you like to lie down for me?"
Feeling that finger on her lips, Aya nodded, kissing the fingertip before laying on the back, the soft mattress greeting her as she gazed up at Luna. She wasn't scared of where this was going, more curious than anything. She trusted Luna completely.
The kiss earned Aya another little laugh, and Luna leaned back a little to let the girl lie down to the bed. "Let me show you a little more magic," she murmured, sliding away a little so she could bend down close, "And this kind doesn't need a wand." Another kiss, full of passion and more insisting than before, was planed on Aya's lips, but after just a moment she moved on to the girl's throat instead. Soft kisses led into longer, harder ones that left little marks on her skin, accompanied by tiny nips that just grazed to give a thrill.
Aya kissed back the best she could in that passionate lip-lock, only for it to end as Luna moved those lips down her neck. Aya moaned softly at the feeling, eyes closing once more as one of hands threaded gently in Luna's hair. The progression from soft to intense made Aya shiver, her skin prickling with sensitivity.
Luna's kissing was intense, but still with a hint of whimsy that pervaded her, little fleeting pecks interspersed with the bigger, almost possessive kisses and nips. She kept moving steadily downward, finding Aya's collarbone to continue her playful teasing, but now it was time to cross a new threshold as she reached for the girl's shirt to start pulling it upward.
Feeling her shirt get pulled up, Aya blushed, but moved the best she could to help Luna out with the task. Average sized (well, maybe just a bit smaller) breasts were hidden by a white bra, her skin a bit tanned from so much time outside.
Feeling that Aya was just fine with it, and with her own daring peaked, Luna smoothly transitioned past the bunched-up shirt pulled above the brunette's breasts down to start kissing the bared, tanned skin. Her in impatience in wanting to make Aya make such pleasant sounds for her made her kisses quick until her lips made their way to the swell of one still-covered breast.
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