I should watch the L Word for some inspiration XD 300+
Her heart thundered like a drum, vibrating her whole body and beating against her ribcage. Her body wasn't the only thing that wanted to connect more with Mati, it was the organ that kept her alive as well. The Marino's heart was beating for the older girl, wholly and completely. No one else could excite it to such frantic rhythms. No one else could take her breath away like this. The two had barely started to do anything and already it was so much better than what she had experienced before, and that had not been bad. This was beyond it though, on a whole other level, a whole other plane of existence. This was what it was supposed to be like, she knew instantly. This was what this was meant for. For expressing the feelings that couldn't be expressed in other means. Their bodies knew the language of love better than their voices and brains did. It was why their words fell short. It was why they were here, doing this now.
Mati's hand on her neck and head sent ripples of electric current down her spine, making her hair stand on end. Her fingers tangled in her dark chocolate mane and even that felt sublime. As she breathed in so deeply her chest rose dramatically, pressing against Mati's own. It made the girl sigh, already her mind was being clouded by the pleasure they were creating for each other. And this was only the tip of the iceberg, Cambria already knew that much. It thrilled her even more. Their tongues touched and it was another jolt of electricity. Her slender form shivered momentarily from the sudden intensity of it. Her tongue pushed back greedily, wanting more, needing more.
Cambria felt it too, the soft yet resounding recognition of what their feelings truly were. There was no question in her mind now. How could it possibly be anything less? It couldn't be. This was it, it was the real thing, and Cambi knew that she could never let go of it. Never. Mati's lips moved, kissing along her muzzle. The hand on her side moved up, rubbing through the fur on her back, fingers pressing in to the muscle that lay beneath the earthen fur. Mati was beautiful and strong and wonderful and she simply wanted to fold herself up into the larger form. Once her hand reached up between the other's shoulder blades her hand drew back down, claws ever so lightly scratching against her skin.
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