Selflessness is Contagious

a Card Captor Sakura fanfiction by Yuri Fan

Tomoyo sat down next to Sakura, her eyes on the floor. Sakura had 
suggested that they have a sleepover that night. Even though it had 
only been 3 minutes since Sakura arrived, Tomoyo felt as if it had 
been 3 hours. Ever since she had turned sixteen, it seemed that she 
had fulfilled her mother’s prophecies. 

“Tomoyo, you can’t keep your feelings from Sakura forever. You can 
barely do it now. Once you’re a teenager, you won’t be able to look at 
her.” She had dismissed her mother’s words without a second thought.

“You’re just trying to live through me, mom. Sakura’s mother may have 
had romantic feeling for you, but Sakura will never have those 
feelings for me. Besides, I can hide my feelings forever. When she is 
happy, I am happy. That is enough.” And the worst part of it was that 
ever since she stopped having to capture magic cards, Sakura had been 
spending more and more time alone with Tomoyo. Sakura lay down, 
putting her head on Tomoyo’s lap.

“Why must you torture me, Sakura-chan?” But Tomoyo’s mind did not 
speak what it meant to. Instead, she said, “So how was your date with 
Syaoran last night, Sakura?” 

“It went pretty much like I expected it to, Tomoyo-chan. But didn’t 
come over to your house to talk about him tonight. I wanted to ask you 
if you have anything special to tell me.” Tomoyo shook her head.

“No Sakura-chan, I have nothing special to tell you. Why do you ask?” 
Sakura blinked her eyelashes.

“Tomoyo-chan, what makes you happy?” 

“I’m happy when you are happy, Sakura-chan.” Tomoyo swallowed hard. 
Why did she have to do this? To offer her hope, only to snatch it 
away…Sakura had been doing it for weeks now. 

“And you’re sure you have nothing to tell me, Tomoyo-chan?” 

“No Sakura-chan. I don’t.” Sakura smiled faintly.

“I once recall a conversation we had, Tomoyo-chan. I wanted you to be 
happy in romance. I asked you if you had a crush n someone and you 
said that you did. You didn’t tell me who it was, but you said that it 
was okay that they did not like you back because you would be happy if 
they were happy. Do you have a crush on me, Tomoyo-chan?” Tomoyo felt 
herself blush.

“I…I…even if I did, Sakura, you need someone who can protect you and 
provide you with a family and someone you can love back. Syaoran can 
give you all of those things, and I can give you none.” 

“Answer me, Tomoyo. You’re my best friend. You have to tell me. Do you 
love me romantically?” Tomoyo nodded.

“You were wrong about something, Tomoyo-chan. You can give me one of 
those things. You can be someone I love back.” Tomoyo gasped in shock.

“I….I…Sakura-chan…do you mean it?” Sakura nodded.

“I broke up with Syaoran last night, Tomoyo. After I realized how you 
felt, I knew that I felt the same way too. I’m sorry I kept you 
waiting all these years. I love you, Tomoyo-chan.” Tomoyo picked up 
the magical girl and held her in her arms. As the two girls hugged 
each other, they felt a feeling of love that was indescribable. Tomoyo 
started to cry from happiness.

“Tomoyo-chan…you’ve made me so happy over the years…and now I want to 
make you happy.” Tomoyo stopped crying.

“Sakura-chan, I’m happy if you are happy. You don’t have…” Sakura 
pushed her finger to Tomoyo’s lips.

“But now,” Sakura was whispering. “I’m happy if you’re happy, too. 
Please…let me make you happy.” Before Tomoyo could say anything, 
Sakura moved her lips towards Tomoyo’s, and they kissed.

Tomoyo felt her world fade away. Her dream had finally come true. She 
had waited 8 painful years for this moment, and now it had finally 
come. And it was so sweet, so tender…so Sakura-chan.

Sakura was enjoying the kiss as well. Tomoyo had such a sweet little 
mouth. So perfect to kiss…And her mouth tasted so sweet…nothing like 
Sayron’s.

Suddenly a thought occurred to Sakura. She broke the kiss.

“Tomoyo-chan, you’re not taping this from another room right now, 
right?” Tomoyo turned a deep shade of red.

“It’s okay…but remember, you never have to watch videos of me again. 
You have the real me, and I’ll always love you, Tomoyo-chan. But since 
it’s taping anyway…stay here.” Sakura grabbed her bag and ran to the 
bathroom. After a few minutes she opened the door and Tomoyo gasped.

“It’s…the kitty costume I made for you, Sakura-chan…” Sakura smiled. 
Although the material of the costume was stretchy, it was not made for 
a girl with 16 years of maturity. Sakura’s hips and breasts were 
almost exaggerated by the clinginess of the stretchy material.

“Did you ever dream about this happening when I first wore this 
costume?” Tomoyo nodded, by now almost completely paralyzed with 
desire.

“Lie face down on the bed, Tomoyo-chan” As Tomoyo lay down, Sakura 
walked over to her and lay down on top of her. She slowly began to 
push her chest forward, gently pressing her breasts on Tomoyo’s back.

“Oh, Sakura-chan…oh…don’t stop…” But to Tomoyo’s dismay, Sakura did 
stop.

“Let me make it better, Tomoyo-chan.” The kitty girl slowly pulled 
down the zipper on Tomoyo’s dress. Before Sakura took it off 
completely, she had to be sure.

“Tomoyo-chan, do you want me to…” Tomoyo took off the rest of the 
dress herself and sat down, looking straight at Sakura. The Cardcaptor 
loved Tomoyo’s long, dark purple hair gently flowing down on her naked 
shoulders…

“I…I…” Sakura could see this would be hard for Tomoyo. 

“I want this too, Tomoyo. I’ve thought about it over the past few 
months. I just want to make sure you’re ready.”

“I….I…yes and…I never thought you’d say that…” Tomoyo started to cry 
again.

“Don’t cry, my Tomoyo-chan…don’t cry.” Tomoyo gasped, her eyes wide.

“Your Tomoyo-can….Your Tomoyo-chan! I…I…there is nothing else in the 
world I would rather be that Sakura’s Tomoyo-chan!” Tomoyo started to 
cry even harder. Sakura knew they were tears of joy, so this time she 
just let them come. She held Tomoyo in her arms, and Tomoyo cried and 
cried.

Eventually Tomoyo stopped crying. She continued to hug Sakura, but she 
kept grabbing her costume in different ways.

“What is she doing…” Sakura’s thoughts were cut off as Tomoyo finally 
found what she was looking for. She pulled the zipper and removed the 
kitty costume. 

“As much as I liked it, Sakura-chan, any costume just hides your true 
beauty…” Sakura lay Tomoyo down (with her face up) and gently started 
to plant tiny kisses on her bellybutton. 

Sakura slowly let her tongue explore the sweet tummy dimple. Tomoyo 
loved the feeling of Sakura’s wonderful saliva on her body.

Suddenly Tomoyo had an awful thought. “Sakura-chan, I have dreamed 
this many times. How do I know this is real?” Sakura picked up 
Tomoyo’s hand and gently bit down.

“Would a dream do this?” Tomoyo nodded.

“That’s what you did last time, Sakura-chan.” Tomoyo had another idea. 
She reached into her bag and pulled out Tomoyo’s favorite perfume that 
Sakura wore, cherry.

Sakura gently unscrewed the top. “What are you doing, Sakura-chan?” 
Sakura just smiled.

“I think you’ll like this.” Sakura took off the rest of her clothing 
and bade Tomoyo to do the same. 

Sakura lay down on the floor and literally poured the contents of the 
bottle onto herself. She quickly rubbed most of it into her body, but 
made sure that there was some left over to spill onto Tomoyo. She knew 
Tomoyo’s sheets would forever smell like this, but knowing her, she’d 
like it.

As Sakura lay on top of Tomoyo, the purple haired girl could smell the 
wonderful cherry scent. It overpowered her nostrils, sweeping her 
away. 

“This is so wonderful Tomoyo-chan…how did you think of it?” Sakura 
smiled. 

“One of MY fantasies…I’m glad you like it…this could never be your 
dream if it’s my fantasy…” As the two girls rubbed their naked bodies 
up against each other, eager to share the wonderful scent, they both 
remembered were Sakura had left off. She slowly started to kiss her 
way up from Tomoyo’s bellybutton, eventually kissing tiny circles 
around Tomoyo’s pink nipple. 

She slowly put her mouth over it, and started to slowly pull her head 
back. Tomoyo could feel the heavenly sensation. Her nipple was being 
pulled…pulled…pulled…then the nipple slid out of Sakura’s mouth with a 
pop. Tomoyo could feel the warm saliva still clinging to it. 

“That was wonderful, Sakura-chan…” Sakura could see that the nipple 
had become much harder. Sakura slowly began to suckle on the nipple, 
much to Tomoyo’s delight. Sakura then reached her hand around and 
started to gently squeeze Tomoyo’s other nipple. 

Sakura began to rub at Tomoyo’s nipple by taking tiny circles with it 
using her thumb and forefinger. Tomoyo could feel an incredible 
sensation build up inside her. 

Sakura very gently bit down on the nipple, earning a small gasp of 
delight from Tomoyo.

“I was hoping it would be like this. I thought Sakura might make it 
rough, but I like it like this…so tender and soft and gentle…” Tomoyo 
was amazed at how well Sakura really did know her.

Sakura moved her head downwards again while continuing to roll 
Tomoyo’s nipple between her fingers. Sakura started to French kiss 
Tomoyo’s bellybutton again. After a few more minutes of this, Sakura 
moved her head up and gave Tomoyo an incredibly soft, gentle kiss.

Tomoyo was swept away by sweetness of this kiss. “You know how I like 
it, Sakura-chan.” Tomoyo thought.

 As Sakura continued the kiss, she dragged her other hand (the one not 
squeezing Tomoyo’s nipple) and brought it downwards. She used to it 
slowly make circles around Tomoyo’s waiting womanhood.

Eventually, Sakura ever so slightly dragged a single finger across 
Tomoyo’s orchid. Tomoyo could feel shivers of pleasure run through her 
body, but she held back a gasp. She did not want to break the kiss.

And it seemed that the kiss was getting better by the second. More 
soft, more gentle…she cried out when Sakura finally ended it.

“No! Sakura-chan my love…I…the kiss was so wonderful…” But Tomoyo’s 
protests were silenced when Sakura moved her head down and blew into 
Tomoyo’s lower lips.

“Ahhhhh….oh Sakura-chan…” Sakura slowly moved forward and planted a 
tiny kiss on Tomoyo’s waiting organ. Tomoyo squealed with delight. 

Sakura knew that Tomoyo was a virgin, so she wanted to make it as 
painless as possible. Sakura heard that the first time is always very 
painful, and she wanted to break the rule. She slowly let her tongue 
slide into Tomoyo, loving the sound of the pleasure filled gasps it 
resulted in.

Tomoyo slowly spread her legs a little bit more, and felt even more of 
Sakura’s mouth inside her. Sakura very slowly began to lap up Tomoyo’s 
sweet goodness.

As Tomoyo moaned with pleasure, Sakura found Tomoyo’s pleasure button 
and gave it a tiny lick. Then she moved her face in further, and 
wrapped her lips around it, starting to suckle as softly and gently as 
she possibly could.

“I…I…I…Sakura-chan!” Tomoyo’s world exploded with her sweet orgasm. As 
Sakura drank up Tomoyo’s sweet nectar, Tomoyo swam in her wonderful 
afterglow. 

“That was so wonderful, Sakura-chan…I love you so much.” Sakura kissed 
Tomoyo on her forehead,

“It was wonderful for me, too. And I love you too.” Tomoyo was very 
tired, but she wanted Sakura to be happy too.

Tomoyo reached over to Sakura’s breasts, but Sakura stopped her. “I 
have one last surprise for you, Tomoyo-chan.” Sakura went to her bag 
and pulled out a tiny bottle.

“What is it, Sakura-chan?” Sakura smiled.

“Bubble bath liquid…” Sakura and Tomoyo ran to the bath and poured the 
entire contents of the bottle into the tub, once it was filled with 
hot water.

“Sakura…how did you…” Sakura smiled a second time.

“Well…after I snuck a peak at your diary, I pretty much knew what you 
liked…” Tomoyo gasped. So that’s how she knew so much about her.

“I don’t know what to say…” 

“Well, all of your favorite fantasies are coming true, right? So…” 
Tomoyo and Sakura got into the bath, and it was not long before the 
bubble fight ended and the foreplay began.

Tomoyo gently pulled on Sakura’s nipples. “Harder…harder…harder….” 
Sakura felt the line of pain and pleasure blur. She pulled herself 
away from Tomoyo as much as she could, increasing the sensation. Soon, 
Tomoyo started to suckle on Sakura’s nipple.

“More…more…harder…harder…suck harder, Tomoyo-chan! 
ahhhh…ahhhh…ahhhhhhh oh my God yes! Just like that Tomoyo-chan!” 
Tomoyo gently bit down on the nipple, and Sakura cried out even 
louder.

Sakura put her left hand on top of Tomoyo’s head and her right hand 
below it, and pushed together, forcing Tomoyo to bite down harder. 

“Oh yes!” Sakura could feel the pleasure running though her like 
electricity. Tomoyo eventually stopped biting and started to kiss 
Sakura. She knew that Sakura wanted  a very different kind sex than 
the kind Sakura had done to her.

Tomoyo kissed Sakura with an almost frenzy like quality as she pushed 
her against the wall of the bathtub. Tomoyo pushed her body up against 
Sakura’s hard. Tomoyo could feel her nipples rub up against Sakura, 
and she pushed her shoulders against Sakura’s as hard as she could.

Sakura broke the kiss and screamed with pleasure as she felt her body 
being pressed up against the smooth wall of the bathtub and the 
wonderful softness of Tomoyo’s body. As Tomoyo started to pinch down 
on Sakura’s nipples, Sakura could feel her free will slip away and her 
lust take over. 

“Tomoyo-chan…I…I…” She bit down on Tomoyo’s shoulders as Tomoyo gave 
her an extra hard pinch. Sakura felt the tremors of pleasure crash 
through her body.

Tomoyo began to press her body up against Sakura again, and Sakura 
felt the waves of gentle pain and pleasure course through herself. 
Tomoyo whispered in Sakura’s ear.

“Do you like it like this?” Sakura nodded. Tomoyo whispered again

“I read your secret diary too. You said that the one thing you hated 
about sleeping with Syaoran is that he never made it rough enough for 
you, even when you begged him. Is that right?” Sakura nodded again. 

“Well you don’t have to beg me, Sakura-chan. I want you to have it 
just as you like it.” 
Tomoyo turned Sakura around and latched onto her back. She wrapped her 
arms and legs around Sakura’s torso and squeezed hard, while gently 
licking the back of Sakura’s neck.

Sakura enjoyed how much passion Tomoyo was showing. She loved the 
wonderful feeling that washed over her when Tomoyo hugged her extra 
hard. She loved how feminine and gentle Tomoyo was, but she definitely 
had another side that Sakura enjoyed. Her wild side. Eventually Tomoyo 
finished and turned Sakura around again.

Tomoyo’s hand started to move across Sakura’s garden. Sakura whimpered 
with anticipation.

As Tomoyo slowly allowed three of her fingers to slide into Sakura, 
the Cardcaptor hugged Tomoyo close. Tomoyo used her free arm to return 
the hug. 

Tomoyo continued to slide her fingers in and out. As Sakura felt 
herself getting warmer, she knew she had to have more.

“Harder, Tomoyo! More! More! More! Oh! Oh YES! Ahhh! Ahhh! Aaah! 
YEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! OH TOMOYO-CHAN!!!!!!!!!” Tomoyo continued 
to push her fingers in and out. She wanted the orgasm to last as long 
as possible.

With a final scream, the orgasm finally subsided. Tomoyo hugged Sakura 
though her afterglow. 

“That was…so incredible Tomoyo-chan….” Tomoyo got a devilish look on 
her face. 

“I think its time I cleaned you up.” Tomoyo’s head went under the 
bubbly water and slowly started to lick Sakura’s womanhood. 

“Tomoyo…if you’re cleaning me…why do you keep cleaning that one spot?” 
Tomoyo wrapped her mouth around the engorged jewel and slowly started 
to pull on it.

“I…I…” Sakura’s body was shaken by another orgasm. As Tomoyo lifted 
her head up, she smiled at Sakura’s freshly flushed cheeks.

Tomoyo opened the drain and let the flow of the water clean Sakura. 
After the bath was finished, she picked Sakura up and carried her to 
the bed again. She could still smell the wonderful cherry perfume.

“I love you, Tomoyo-chan, and I never want to spend another second 
away from you. Promise me you’ll never leave me.” Tomoyo felt tears 
brimming in her eyes.

“Sakura, my love, I promise I’ll never leave you.” Tomoyo and Sakura 
hugged each other, and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

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