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Knowing When to Fight GITS Vawnie Bear x Broomhandle45

With both of the Majors hands on her butt pulling her tight, she was not able to very well maneuver the hand but that was okay by the ever adaptive Ambassador, she used the opportunity to grind herself against it and thus into the Major as well. She groaned as she was caught all the way around by the woman and that above all felt amazing to the Ambassador. To feel Motoko's restrained power, to experience her contained strength... it was exhilarating at just how much power she could summon, and yet how well she controlled it. Her back arched, and her lips pulled back from the Majors as she sucked in a quick series of breaths, her heart rate running away from her.
 
Motoko purred against her neck, teeth nipping at her exposed skin as she shifted forward and let their bodies mash together. Mm, she felt so good...every little touch made Motoko gasp and coo in appreciation as her hands slid along her legs.

"I've been thinking about this..." she said slowly, letting her lips brush down to her breasts to kiss both. "I wanted to see what you looked like under that dress again..."
 
A soft groan came from the Ambassador at the throaty exchange of her partner. She wished she could have said the same... but she had business to attend to, and lives to change... that sort of pushed the Major out of her head... well mostly. She crept into her thoughts in lulls, but she couldn't say she had thought all day about it.

"Now you see me..." She said and a smile came to her lips, a pleasured grin that only grew as her lover kissed her breasts. She arched into the kisses and worked to pull her hand free from between their bodies so as to better raise herself and expose the silky soft orbs in offering to the Major's mouth.
 
"Mm..." Motoko purred in agreement, wrapping her lips around one of the nipples to greedily suck, nuzzling herself against the breast while her hands slid down her body, touching and roaming happily. There were few things sweeter than a beautiful woman underneath the Major, especially one as lovely as Jeanne.
 
Her breath caught as Motoko's mouth brought this new pleasure coursing through her body. She drew herself forward pressing her breast into the Majors mouth, leaning into the exquisite ministrations. With Motoko's hands now roaming freely over her body it gave her more opportunity to move herself. She shifted herself just off center on her partner, and settled a leg between her lovers thighs. She would have rathera hip, or her own sex, but there was that slight height difference between them... just enough she had to draw a different piece of her self against Motoko's womanhood.

There would come a point when grinding into her would not be enough, but there were other delicious sensations to be had ... and all night to have them...
 
"Nn..." Motoko moaned around her nipple, letting her tongue brush over the hardened nub. She shifted her hips against Jeanne's knee, her glistening wetness trailing along the skin as Motoko finally pulled the nipple out of her mouth and started to shower Jeanne's chest with hungry kisses and licks.
 
Small noises escaped the Ambassador at Motoko's attention to her chest. The licking and kissing making her senses snap and tingle with even more desire. It made her want no NEED more. More of this woman... of what she was doing to her... She pushed herself down , sliding against her lovers body, fingers sliding through silky hair pulling gently back until their mouths met once more in a heated hungry kiss. She thrust her tongue into Motoko's mouth and kissed her deeply.
"Mngh!" She groaned into her lovers mouth.

Having settled herself lower it was easier for her to once again reach inquisitive fingers down between their bodies, and find that heat and silken moisture for herself. She slipped into Motoko with two fingers and once more claimed her lover and searched for the rhythm that would best fit them.
 
Motoko shivered easily, letting her lean into Jeanne's body as she shared the kiss with equal hunger. She enjoyed the dance of tongues, the way their breath mixed together between fevered pants and moans. But slowly, even as she rolled her hips to Jeanne's fingers, she slid her lips back to lick them eagerly, staring at her with hungry eyes.

"Mm...I think it's time we stop teasing..." she purred.
 
Jeanne shuddered under the power of those words, and the weight of those hungry eyes. Honestly she agreed... it was time for more... but the way Motoko said it, seemed like she had some and idea on how best it was she wished to proceed. This made the Ambassador still atop her lover gazing down at her with those slate gray eyes an inquisitive look in them.

"Show me." She dared to breathe, inviting Motoko to act upon the thoughts that made her red eyes darken with such hunger.
 
"Gladly," Motoko grinned eagerly, hands slipping absently along her breasts a moment before she shifted upwards. She gave her lover a faint kiss before the positions changed, and she was on the bottom. She turned then, thrusting her tight rear into Jeanne's face to present a wet, dripping pussy...framed by purple hair. The teasing wiggle of her ass gave a clear indicator of what she wanted.
 
The Ambasador had the grace to blush as that perfect ass was thrust in her face, a smile coming to full lips at the playful wiggle. "So I see." She said and as her eyes dropped to her lovers eager sex she reached for her. Her hands slid over her ass, around her hips and pulled her back into her face as she thrust her mouth against that eager dripping center. Her tongue thrust between Motokos labia and up into her center as she took her with her mouth.

It was impossible for her not to groan, even as she had the first time, a throaty pur at the cumulative delights such a treasure afforded her.
 
Motoko let out a long moan, her back arching faintly as Jeanne eagerly began to explore. Ooh...whatever she made up for inexperience...she had in eagerness. Motoko bit her lip in satisfaction, pleased whimpers escaping as her hips rolled against her tongue. She almost forgot why she wanted to do this, but managed to compose herself enough to slide her face down, her tongue flicking over the top of her clit with a pleased breath.

It had been far, far too long.
 
It was satisfying to have a beautiful woman make those sounds because of something you did... and the more she heard them the more she wanted... She would have been utterly happy to go on drawing those sounds out of the Major, oblivious to her original design, that was why her reaction was so strong...

Her hips jerked, thrusting up into Motoko's face, her lips and tongue pulled away from their task and she cried out in pleasure. It took her several breaths to remember what she was doing... and as a groan rolled out of her throat it took several more to return to it with renewed fervor...
 
Motoko's hips shivered, but she wouldn't be beaten. She wanted to spoil her, and Motoko was more than happy to dig in the best she could as two sets of fingers sunk inside her slowly. Her fingers were slow, but her tongue was lapping away at her clit as fast as possible. The taste was addicting...all she could do was lick more and more, to taste her and hear the pleased moans. Two could play the game, Ambassador...but Motoko was always a bit competitive.
 
Manicured nails lightly dug into Motoko's cheeks as the Major pushed two fingers into Jeanne's aching center, and once again she was forced to pull her mouth free as another cry fell from parted lips. For what felt like an eternity she paused, but was only a few seconds... her mind fighting for control. Her body wanting to give in to the fast lapping of Motoko's tongue, and slow penetrating of her fingers rather than return the favor... "This is nice... lets do this..." Her mind said as her hips thrust against Motoko. But she had a bit of a stubborn streak herself, and so after a few breaths she was able to return to her delightful reciprocation.

She pushed two fingers into Motoko not slow as the Major had... they had already been in there several times, knew the moisture was enough, knew she could manage... "Like this!" She said and bit her bottom lip as she set a faster pace as she thrust into the Major. Her fingers making satisfying noises that would have been a bit obscene in any other setting...
 
"Nn..." Motoko exhaled in appreciation, eyes fluttering as her hips rolled back against her fingers, but she followed suit as her fingers sunk in deeper. But her control was impressive, her fingers only curled gently as they slowly thrust in and out, her thumb finding her clit every so often to brush against it. It seemed the one thing Motoko Kusanagi was good at...was being a tease.
 
It was madening, the slow pace that Motoko some how managed to hold onto. Jeanne groaned her body was a tightly wound spring and motoko only seemed interested in winding it tighter with out release. "Please..." She groaned her face pressing against her lovers thigh. "More..." She needed more than that to orgasm... so much more!

Perhaps it was her impatience, or her youth, but the more Motoko stayed the same the harder she worked to push her lover over the edge.
 
"Louder..." Motoko cooed in pleasure, hips pressing against her fingers in satisfaction as she gave her clit a faint little smack. "I have a rank, Ambassador...use it when you're requesting something from me!" Her voice was husky, demanding...and all together aroused. Seeing Jeanne squirm underneath her was beautiful...and she would do everything in her power to have it continue.
 
The demanding sent a wave of unimaginable pleasure through Jeanne, she arched, her body tightened and for a moment she glimpsed what her orgasm might be like, then it was torn away from her as the wave filtered out of her frustraited system. She actually whimpered as Motoko told her to address her by her rank.

It was becoming a bit more clear to her now what it was she would have to do to reach her vision.
"Harder, Major." She said in a needy voice trying her best to speak up past the noise their actions was creating, and the breathless rolling moan of need and lust that was almost constant from her own throat.
 
"Good girl..." Motoko purred in appreciation, leaning back down to this time drag her tongue across her clit as her fingers sank in again. The pace on her fingers was much more steady, and quicker...and now her tongue took slow, meaningful licks against her clit. She'd earn her prize...but not until Motoko was done seeing her beautiful Ambassador at the fringes of desperation.
 
Motoko seemed to be a master at reading her partner, what she needed, and what she wanted and how to keep the two as far apart as possible. Her beleaguered request only served to ramp her closer to her release and then hold her there... Jeanne was a mess. Her luxuriant white hair once cast over the bed was now bunched around her ears as she thrashed in great need. Her legs spread in with wanton, muscles clenched and trembled, she ached in all those right places and still hungered for more!
 
"Tell me what you want, Ambassador," Motoko goaded again, giving her clit another sharp smack as her fingers continued to slowly sink inside her in a steady rhythm. God, she was beautiful...her moans were all the more arousing. "I want a very clear response...Otherwise, I might get bored." she purred.
 
She was not a woman who was prone to throw foul language around but every once in a great while... it just ... well... it fit. At that moment while she was undulating beneath the Major in constant arousal, and unabashed need being told to fess up her desires or go home one word in particular came to mind. What she wanted the Major to do most of all... But she was uncomfortable with it... and yes at times she was even uncomfortable with her own needs... but after the slap and the goading which caused her to only thrash beneath the Major all the more it pressed at the back of her teeth. It fought to be released, begged her to let it go... all but tore its self from her lips as she cried it into the heavy air in utter desperation.

"Fuck me!" It tumbled out of her mouth breathy and hot, pressing against Motoko's thigh and dripping wet sex as it fought for room in the cramped space. She groaned and arched her hips rolling and pumping with renewed lust. "Please!" She cried after sucking in a shaky breath. Expelling it in a rattling plea to her lover. "Please fuck me!"
 
That was much better, Motoko smirked in satisfaction as she slid off the Ambassador. Such harsh language from one so prim and proper, she couldn't deny it sent a little pulse of adrenaline through her body as Motoko spread her legs and shifted closer.

"Here's your reward, Ambassador..." she purred, mashing her pussy against Jeanne's with a hungry moan. The friction alone was like lightning had trailed up her spine!
 
For a moment she thought perhaps Motoko was going to deliver on her threat, and with her boredom... stop all together. A needy groan pulsed through her nose, and a look of confusion entered those slate blue eyes only to be chased away as she saw the self satisfied smile on the Majors face.... and then her reward.

She threw back her head, as Motoko ground their sexes together. She reached for her lover, pulled her tight against her hips and ass as she thrust into her, her words slipping away again as the pleasure filled her. The pale Ambassador was beautifully flushed, all that pale skin taking on a delicious pink tint as she rocketed towards release.
 
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