Setsuna tossed and turned in her bed, struggling to get
comfortable. Despite being billed by Evangeline as a "resort" or an
"oasis", Setsuna found the air here to be a bit humid. Perhaps it was
the influx of magical energy in the air, or the fact that they were all
much smaller now, but the point was, it wasn't as cool as she would have
preferred it. Letting out a frustrated sigh, she gave up on sleeping
under the covers of the futon, throwing them off of herself. She stood
up for a moment to put them back down on the mattress, pausing to relish
in a cool breeze that was passing by. Feeling slightly refreshed, she
lay back down on the futon, hoping she could get some sleep before it
was time to wake up.
This annoying heat wasn't helped by the fact that she was still
in her uniform; she had sweated almost all the way through it. She sat
up and wiped a thick wall of droplets from her brow, taking this
opportunity to glance around the room. She didn't see bodies stirring,
so she decided that she'd be okay. She quickly unbuttoned her dress
shirt, and slid it off as quietly as she could, leaving her with just
her bra to cover her top. She closed her eyes and let the air caress
against her bare skin. The sweat blowing across her body cooled her
down, and for once she felt like she could fall asleep in this place.
She had no sooner put her head on her pillow and closed her eyes when
she heard footsteps close in on her. She quickly sat up, regretting the
decision to sleep on top of the blankets, as she had nothing to cover
herself with. She haphazardly arranged her hands in front of herself,
struggling to make out the form that was crouched down next to her.
It was Konoka.
"Kono-Chan," Setsuna said, half-tired, half-surprised, "Did you
need something?" Konoka had her usual look on her face: a sort of
happily air headed expression. It was a look that Setsuna really liked.
In this case, it put her into a sort of emotionally defenseless state.
Setsuna adopted one of her usual looks, one of dumbfounded surprise. A
larger sweat drop joined the group that was already on her forehead, as
her face reddened.
Konoka kept smiling as she answered, "I noticed you looked
uncomfortable, Set-Chan. I thought maybe I could help you." She brought
her face closer to Setsuna's, opening her eyes completely as she did so.
Setsuna started a slow pant. It always sent her heart into a
flutter whenever Konoka got close like this, especially after
their...experience in the dorm room a few weeks earlier. Konoka had
acted like her usual self since, but she had still sworn that her acts
had been born out of true love, not just magically-enhanced impulses.
However, Setsuna had begun to doubt this, as Konoka had not done
anything out of the ordinary since. Rather, she had acted like the
entire encounter had never happened, not just to the others, but to
Setsuna as well.
"You shouldn't worry. I haven't forgotten," Setsuna's eyes
widened as they stared into Konoka's; it was like Konoka had read her
mind. "You think I didn't notice? You were so calm when we were together
in there. Maybe I could help you relax in here, too," She took Setsuna's
head in her hands, and brought their faces together.
Setsuna was quivering, her voice shook as she spoke, "Kono-Chan,
we can't...the others..." But it was no use, Konoka's face was locked on
course. She brought her lips within millimeters of Setsuna's, softly
chanting her name.
"Set-Chan...Set-Chan..."
Konoka gently moved the sleeping Setsuna's head back and forth
with her hand, trying to stir her. "Set-Chan...Set-Chan wake
up...Set-Chan..."
Setsuna's eyes blinked open, and she was instantly transported
out of the dream. She lifted herself up. She still had her shirt on, and
she was still under the covers. And she was still hot.
She rubbed her eyes with her hands, making out the form of a
decidedly less intending Konoka than the one that had appeared in her
dream. "Kono-Chan, did you need something?"
Konoka motioned around the room. "I just woke up, and everyone
else is gone."
Setsuna immediately guessed that it must be something minor, but
the look on Konoka's face told Setsuna that she thought it was much more
serious. "Well, I know Negi was still out training when we went to bed,
and I think I saw Asuna go out after him," she answered, "Maybe everyone
else just found their way out there." She tried to sound as gentle as
possible, like a parent trying to console a scared child. Truth be told,
that's not how she felt about Konoka, but she got the impression that
that was how Konoka wanted to be spoken to. "Do you want to go out and
check?"
Konoka brightened up a bit, which pleased Setsuna. "No. You're
right, they're probably fine. I'm just being silly; worrying about
nothing."
"It's okay, there's nothing wrong with worrying about friends.
You can always come to me with stuff like this," Setsuna placed her hand
on Konoka's shoulder. She meant what she was saying, and wanted Konoka
to be sure. "Just remember I'm here. Now, let's try and get some sleep.
More than the others will get, anyway."
"Good idea," Konoka said, "Thanks, Set-Chan." She began to walk
away, Setsuna watching as she did so. After a time, Setsuna put her head
back down and closed her eyes, only to once again be stirred by the
sound of close footsteps.
This time she opened her eyes to the sight of Konoka cheerily
putting her bedding down next to Setsuna's. "Kono-Chan," She said, ever
wearily, "What are you doing now?"
Konoka flashed a smile. "If no one else is here, I don't want to
be by myself over there. I'll sleep next to you, since I know you don't
mind."
Setsuna's face flushed. What Konoka said was true, but she wasn't
sure if she was comfortable with her knowing it.
Konoka slipped inside her now arranged bedding, still smiling at
Setsuna. "There's no need to be embarrassed, Set-Chan. I think we're
close enough that I can know that about you, especially since you know
the same thing about me."
At this point, Setsuna noticed the arrangement of the futons:
Konoka had purposely put them close together; the sides of the
mattresses were practically touching. As Konoka lay down, the eyes of
the girls met, and Konoka took on a slightly more serious expression.
Her mouth fell agape, and Setsuna felt her hot breath on her face. She
breathed deep, taking it in. Konoka's eyes dodged out of Setsuna's gaze.
"I know I haven't said it since, but I want to tell you now: I love you,
Set-Chan. I just want to make sure you still know that." Konoka had on
her face the same look she had had all those weeks ago in the kitchen,
like she would cry if not for being able to see Setsuna in front of her.
That look was all the proof of her love that Setsuna needed. She
moved her left hand to the back of Konoka's head, and began stroking her
gently. "You shouldn't worry," she said reassuringly, "I know. I've
always known since. And I love you too. One day, we'll be able to tell
everyone else, and I'm sure they'll be happy for us then."
Konoka's gentle eyes widened. That revelation to everyone had
been a key thought on Konoka's mind, and it made her feel better that
Setsuna had been thinking of the same thing. It was nice to think that
they were on a similar wavelength. It gave her more confidence in the
idea of having an actual relationship with Setsuna, which is what she
wanted more than anything in the world. It's what she had wanted since
junior high had started, and she found out that Setsuna was going to be
in her class. And ever since that morning in the kitchen, the idea of
her and Setsuna being a couple had been something she dreamed of almost
constantly.
Her eyes shimmered, looking into Setsuna's. What Setsuna had just
said, it was wonderful; she was speechless. Setsuna noticed this. She
shifted herself over to Konoka's futon, lifting her left leg over. She
righted herself, repositioning incrementally until she was sitting on
top of Konoka, Setsuna's legs straddled across either side of Konoka's
waist. She continued stroking the back of Konoka's head with her left
hand, bringing herself slowly down with her right. She brought her face
closer and closer until finally, their lips met, as they had far too
long ago.
Both of them relished in this moment, every inch of their mouths
moving instinctively, making up for the lost time. Konoka wrapped her
arms around Setsuna's body, squeezing her tightly before they both came
up for air. Both girls were already panting hard, their breath crossing
and entering each others' mouths. Setsuna was now hotter than she had
been earlier, but didn't feel like complaining. All the energy that had
been building up between her and Konoka over the past few weeks was now
being released, and that feeling eclipsed any minor discomfort she would
have felt otherwise.
Raising herself up more, she brought her hands down to the top
button of Konoka's shirt. She undid it quickly, and moved down through
the others. She spread the shirt open, revealing Konoka's bra. It was a
front-clasp, so she undid it at the same time, and pushed it to the
sides with the shirt. Last time, Setsuna hadn't gotten to this point
with her, Konoka had dominated most of that exchange. Konoka's breasts
were a bit bigger than hers, but Setsuna was hardly in a position to be
jealous. She placed her hands on them and began toying with them,
leaning in to use her tongue.
Konoka was surprised by how active about this Setsuna was being.
She was sweating heavily, hyperventilating. She closed her eyes and
hugged Setsuna tighter, before releasing. Setsuna withdrew her face from
Konoka's chest, pausing on the way up to place a kiss on Konoka's neck.
When Setsuna's body was in full view, Konoka undid her shirt. Setsuna's
bra was rear-clasp, so Konoka peeled off Setsuna's shirt, then undid her
bra. Once again she pulled Setsuna against her body, both girls
caressing the other's neck with their lips. Their breasts pressed
against each other gently, curving together as if their bodies were made
for each other.
They were still under the covers, so they were getting hotter by
the minute. Sweat poured from every inch of their bodies. They could
feel each other becoming wetter, not just from sweat, but from the
anticipation that was building up between each girl's legs. Setsuna
slipped through Konoka's grasp, sitting back up on top of her lower
legs. Konoka moved her now-free arms down to the futon and squeezed the
mattress to alleviate the pressure that was building up in every inch of
her body. Setsuna used her fingers to trace a light line across Konoka's
stomach, tickling her lightly as she went. When she reached the bottom,
she pulled off Konoka's skirt and panties in one swift motion, then
quickly did away with her own.
Now both of them worked together, to intertwine their legs and
press their slits together. Setsuna braced her arms against the ground
around Konoka's head, while Konoka maintained her grasp around Setsuna's
midsection. Both girls shook with this new feeling of their bodies
touching in this way. It was something neither of them had ever come
close to feeling. Setsuna gyrated her hips, rubbing against Konoka, who
hugged her tighter and tighter with every motion, squeezing her eyes
shut until pressure overcame her and tears began to stream down her
face. Soon they began kissing deeply, their tongues also moving in time
with the motions.
It was this sort of act that they knew they had wanted to do the
first time. To make love truly, to use it to prove their love to each
other. They were locked together between their legs, with energy flowing
between them, electrifying each and every one of their senses, sending
their bodies into tingling spasms as the coursing motions rippled
through them. They were covered in fluid of every imaginable sort,
causing their bodies to stick to each other, making it only more
desirable that they bring themselves ever closer to one another.
The girls were passionate about their lovemaking, but they were
still young and inexperienced. Their tension released early, immense
satisfaction mixing with disappointment at the fact that it couldn't
have lasted longer, similar to the freshly released juices mixing
between their legs. Setsuna withdrew from their kiss, saliva falling
from her mouth into Konoka's. She allowed her head to go to the side of
Konoka's, letting their bodies press against each other even more
tightly. They let out long satisfied sighs nearly in unison. Now, each
girl felt she would be able to fall asleep without trouble.
They were startled from their newfound relaxation by footsteps
approaching from the outside. Setsuna, thinking quickly, slid off of
Konoka into her own futon and pulled the covers over her naked body.
Konoka followed suit, and the two of them feigned sleep as the intruder,
an excited Asakura, entered.
"Konoka! Setsuna! Wake up, you've gotta come see this!" As the
two poked their heads out from the covers to greet Asakura, they
struggled to redress themselves under the blankets. Asakura, perceptive
as she was, noticed that Konoka's futon had been moved, as well as the
mysterious motions that were taking place under the covers. She took
note of this, but decided not to mention anything at this point, as the
present situation was much more immediate. "Negi's telling Asuna the
story of his dad, and we're all watching! You need to hurry up before
it's all over. Come on!" Setsuna and Konoka managed to finish clothing
themselves, got up, and followed Asakura out to where the others were.
Once again, they had been forced to hide their actions before
they could fully enjoy each others' company, but both girls knew that a
day would come when they could bring their love into the view of their
classmates and openly pursue a life together.
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Okay, I originally planned to have this just be a one-shot, but after I
posted the first one, several people said they wanted it to continue!
(There's not too many KonoSetsu fics on www.adultfanfiction.net,
surprisingly). Once again, I made a point of trying to keep it in
continuity, though you can already see me playing around with what
characters know and the things they feel (Asakura in particular. She's a
character I really like).
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