She rocked her hips, tears building up in her eyes, doing her best not to be too loud with her noises. “M.. May I finish, Lady Akihime..?” She whimpered out, feeling her release push steadily closer.
Amaya tangled her fingers through Akihime’s hair, the soft locks slipping through her fingers as she caressed the back of her head, holding her close as she came. She let out a gasp, body tense and trembling with pleasure, growing slick with juices.
She cupped the sides of Akihime’s face, gently pulling her back up to kiss her deeply, her hands wandering under Akihime’s own robes. “Tell me what you desire, my lady..” She whispered against her lips.
She nodded, kissing her with a gentle caress to the cheek. “What does my mistress want me to do..?” She touched her thighs slowly, working on her sash. “I am yours to command..” She whispered softly against her neck.
She kissed her tenderly and slowly, nodding her head. “I’m yours then.” She agreed, pulling open her robes and slipping her hand between her legs, fingers finding her clit and rubbing steady circles.
She sucked gently on her neck, leaving small marks down to her shoulder, biting it firmly. Her fingers were slick, curling them to press the bundle of nerves firmly in teasing.
Amaya leaned in to kiss Akihime soft and deep, ignoring the cramping in her hand- she could tell Akihime was close by the way she clenched around her hand. “Akihime-sama..~”
She kept going, working her through her orgasm, the noises Akihime made exciting her. “Does that feel good, Akihime-sama..?” She asked softly, kissing the side of her neck, firmly pressing her clit in a pulsing motion.
She shifted under her, using her knee to push Akihime’s legs open. “Do you want more..~?” She used her thumb to gently rub her, pushing two fingers insider of Akihime, slick with her juices.