Note: () indicates change of POV to the listed character, if empty then the following will be done in third person, a question mark indicates a character who is either unknown yet to the reader or should stay that way for now. <> Indicated time/place if necessary Notes Just a few short things concerning the nature of this short story. So, for those who live behind the Moon and cannot guess already this will be a place in the future (and right now) for scenes that take place during the epic crossover/fusion known as Soul Lights that are of a more adult nature or to be more precise those to which a NC-17 would certainly apply. These installments can be read individually but make the most sense in combination with the main story. They usually are set in-between scenes of a certain part of the Soul Lights. While I will indicate there, I will not cross-reference in the story directly, for now at least. Now, enjoy. ****************************** M&M DreamWorks Presents Intimate Encounters A Soul Lights Side Story Based on the works of Takeuchi Naoko and all assorted authors ****************************** Kinomoto Sakura was on the first appearance a rather normal teenage girl, only three months short of being eighteen, she had an athletic build that hinted at regular workouts, a curious mixture of reddish-brown hair that was currently unbound and fell over her shoulders in considerable length. As first experiences often went, they said nothing about young Sakura. To adequately describe her would take an expert and probably a couple of hours of your time. In short terms Sakura was a overly-gifted mage, time traveler, merged with a past life she had just over recent years became aware of and learned to accept, notorious Mistress of what were formerly known as the Clow Cards and overall an energetic girl that had escaped a timeline which had given her deep personal grief that often overlapped her natural cheerful and genki character. Of course, that probably only scratches the surfaces of what Sakura was. The expert on the subject would be the only one suitable for the job. Daidouji Tomoyo, junior partner of the recently refunded Neo Infinity. She was highly intelligent for her age and had known Sakura for nearly a decade now. Ever since childhood she had been the best albeit often eccentric friend of Sakura and about two years after their meeting had become the girlfriend of Sakura after her time travel experiment. Tomoyo had her own gift with magic that was just recently discovered during a mission of great risks and sacrifices. A mission that had in the end only lead to further deepen their relationship. So, you could ask Tomoyo if you wanted an absolute expert on Kinomoto Sakura... But right now you would probably not get an answer since she was currently occupied with vigorously undressing her desirable friend and lover with a precision and carefulness as if the redhead was a saint. Those who knew Daidouji Tomoyo though would attest you that this was most likely the exact thing that came close to the girl's regard of Sakura. Not that Sakura would protest against the delicate touch, far from it. As both hands briefly slipped under the mage robe that she had worn for her work just minutes ago, a low moan rumbled forth from deep within her throat. Tomoyo's touch was exquisite, she was delicately running her fingers around Sakura's small yet supple breasts, just teasing the tiniest bit before retreating. Tomoyo moved her hands down, now over the silken material again, finally reaching the belt. "Naughty," the slightly - albeit relatively - older girl with the exotic blend of black and purple hair - the colors having settled somewhere in between after her own traits of her past life had been acquired - stated, "You plan on wearing that outdoors?" In truth Tomoyo's leer all but showed how much she would mind that particular idea. With the same slow precision as before she proceeded to slide the deep blue robe completely off of Sakura's body, revealing to her delighted eyes that the bra hadn't been the only undergarment that had been missing. The redheaded Card Mistress smirked at the clear lust reflected in her mate's eyes. Once again appearance was vastly overrated. On the outside still teenagers that clearly shouldn't show such deep understanding and displays of mature sexuality, Sakura and Tomoyo neither cared about the prudent Japanese traditions that much - especially not in their own home - and in fact both of them were much older already in mind than their age reflected. Especially so in Sakura's case... Briefly Sakura's mind wandered back to the beginning of their sexual experiences, to an event that dated back almost four years now and that, while not entirely by their own conscious control, had been the first of many major steps in their still young relationship. ****************************** Surely something of this had to be Love's influence that was influencing the area with its powerful magic. Either that or Sakura would have had no explanation how a young girl barely of age to be called a teenager had the experience and skill necessary to bring sighs, moans and groans to her lips, her breath coming in panting intakes of air from just the simple sensation of Tomoyo's hands on her bare, young breasts. While Sakura was certainly not really versed in the art of same sex interaction, she had done this with Syaoran in her old timeline and thus remembered well enough the general mechanism and what would elicit the most pleasure from herself. Therefore the Card Mistress had had no doubt that she would have to guide her girlfriend and soon-to-be lover through the process... Kinomoto Sakura always underestimated the resourcefulness of Daidouji Tomoyo when it came to knowing just exactly what was the best for her. Her dedication and insight had left the young mage often wondering if they hadn't swapped bodies somehow before they even met and that was why Tomoyo knew her so well. Right now though, Tomoyo was acting on a pure instinctual level, not having any pre-knowledge of how to really please a woman. Oh, she had hacked... ahem, found her way onto some adult websites a little before their trip, having already harbored the suspicion of Sakura's growing desire. Tomoyo was many things but surely not one to go into a situation unprepared, especially not when it happened to concern her favorite subject. Right now the purple-haired heiress left a trail of butterfly kisses in the valley between Sakura's breasts before coming around from the underside and slowly running her tongue in circles over the tender flesh. Quite frankly, regardless of the preparation most of what Tomoyo did was on an unconscious level. She just somehow knew exactly what to do. Not about the sex part but what was necessary to give her girlfriend the utmost pleasure. The knowledge was just there and Tomoyo draw from it without thinking. The effect on Sakura was evident as the brown-haired girl threw her head back in a deep guttural moan of sheer happiness. Tomoyo had found the tiny areola, circling it first before applying light suction. "To-Tomo-chan...!" Sakura gasped, her hands in Tomoyo's hair, openly encouraging her to continue the action which the other girl was only to happy to oblige with. Sakura though was a very competitive girl and while she was reluctant to do anything to end the exquisite treatment at the rate Tomoyo was ravishing her she might have her tired out before she could give her love equal pleasure. And that would simply not do. Hissing in a cat-like manner, Sakura used the opening provided when Tomoyo was about to switch breasts and pulled the other girl up to her level. The startled look quickly was washed away under the passionate and hungry kiss, the Card Mistress wasting no time in plunging her tongue deep inside the younger - relatively seen - girl's mouth. Tomoyo moaned and relented control immediately. Sakura knew that they probably would not be able to remain standing much longer with the rate their passionate encounter was affecting them. Her own top long discarded, the brunette mage slipped her hands under the straps of Tomoyo's bikini, slipping of the one piece bathing suit with the intent of being slow and careful but ending up with being rather hasty. Not that Tomoyo had anything to complain about as Sakura almost immediately began her assault. While the purple-haired girl had mostly acted on instinct and just a tiny bit of technical knowledge, Sakura's advanced experience was quite evident as the latter mixed with instinct and improvisation. Tomoyo who never had experienced such sensations before was helplessly writhing under the onslaught. Sakura was practically everywhere, her hands from lightly stroking to pinching her extremely sensitive nipples while she practically devoured Tomoyo's face with hungry kisses on either side before moving down her throat and upper body. The normally gentle girl who always seemed to be unaffected by even the most dangerous situations felt herself grow weak in the knees and thus did not resist when Sakura gently lowered her to the floor. She didn't even notice how cold the cave floor was against her naked body and the initial chill was quickly replaced by a moderate warmth which she didn't pay much more attention. Her half-lidded gaze was fixed on Sakura though who was now setting a slower, almost torturous pace upon her breasts, drawing all sorts of interesting sounds that you usually would not hear from Tomoyo. The girl's soft cries were music to Sakura's ears. Having completed the task of getting her girlfriend to lie down - ensuring with a quick use of Firery that the cave floor wouldn't cause them a cold -, the Card Mistress now set to work her magic on her long time best friend, girlfriend and now lover, stimulating the surprisingly well-developed globes underneath her lips very, very slowly. Finally Sakura switched tactics to a little more aggressive kind, taking one nipple in her mouth and applying just a little pressure with a wee bit of teeth involved. The result was predictable as Tomoyo fully let go of her reservation and the scream echoed all around them, reflected by the cave's walls. As distracted as Tomoyo was by the surprising pleasure given from the treatment that had elicited a small jolt of momentary pain - totally insignificant in comparison - she failed to notice her lover's actual intent and therefore gasped out loud when she felt gentle but insistent pressure against her exposed nether regions. Sakura's hand had reached its destination, using the provided distraction to hide its path successfully. Sakura briefly glanced up from her position into stormy blue eyes, vibrating with passion and unconditional trust that told her all that she needed to know. Dipping her head back down, at the other breast this time, she mirrored her action from before with a similar reaction. Down below one finger slowly pressed forward through purple pubic hair, careful in not to hurt the sensitive and tight passage. The motion was a little awkward at first but eventually Sakura managed to apply just the right combination of carefulness and a pace that would guarantee Tomoyo's first orgasm of her life in no time at all. ****************************** Years had passed since then and the young lovers had altered their bedroom play - well, it was not always restricted to the bedroom - to more advanced methods that were as much experimental as they were more conscious. Their first time had been curious and slightly awkward driven by an instinct and a healthy bit of magical influence. Sakura caught Tomoyo's hands in her own and redirected them in a way that now Tomoyo was virtually stripping herself through gentle persuasion of her lover. The redhead was careful to not even touch an inch of skin herself - the temptation was hard to resist though - as she proceeded to have Tomoyo discard her own dark green nightgown. Here and there she led the slightly taller girl's hands to glide over exposed skin, producing small whimpers at the delicate but much to slow treatment from Tomoyo. Finally both girls were joined in mutual states of undress and Sakura stepped closer to press her body up against Tomoyo's, breasts rubbing against each other and their nether regions briefly touching as both girl's lost themselves in the delightful battle of tongues. Okay, time for the surprise, thought Sakura as she had her arms currently wrapped around her mate's body and thus was able to hide what she was doing with her hands. Tomoyo was in a state of blissful unawareness, having surrendered to the pleasure her Sakura was giving her body. She had no problem with letting the older girl set the pace. While a few months older herself in age, Sakura was the far more experienced of the two of them. Not that there was that much difference given that Sakura and Syaoran had just began to explore that part of their relationship when Pandora emerged. However, Tomoyo had found out that her friend by nature was a very competitive one not only in terms of athletics but also during sexual interaction which lead to a more aggressive, dominating attitude. She wasn't sure if that was a resident trait of Sakura's past life but was only to happy to surrender to the Card Mistress' ministrations. Sakura pulled back slightly, breaking their frantic French kiss. Her golden eyes were blazing with passion but for a moment were overshadowed by a deep seriousness. In a soft voice she asked her partner, "Do you trust me?" The question was a rhetoric one and they both knew it. There was no one else in this world that Tomoyo trusted more than the genki girl who had captured her heart from day one. Sakura smiled radiantly at the absolute, unconditional love reflected in those blue eyes. Before Tomoyo had time to react her redheaded angel disappeared from view and just a moment later a cry sprang forth from her lips when her nether lips were suddenly attacked by furious, unrelenting tongue, lips and just a tiny bit of teeth. Another gasp escaped the dark-haired girl as waves of pleasure crashed through her body, rising in intensity with every new one. Tomoyo had barely time to wonder about the young mage's course of action - after all Sakura was usually one to stimulate every inch of her body before even thinking about getting serious down there - before another set of arms slipped around her from behind and the appropriate hands began to fondle her breasts with a precision and quality that was coming so close to Sakura's that she wasn't able to tell the difference. Her passion-induced mind only managed to relate the comment for a startled sound resembling more a moan than a gasp of surprise. Craning her neck slightly, her eyes came to rest on the features of another girl with reddish-brown hair and the unique set of golden eyes that belonged to her Sakura... who was still busy eating her out and had her on the brink of her first orgasm this night. "Mirror-chan...?" was the only thing she managed to get out before the combination of Sakura's merciless mouth and a preciously-timed, gentle twisting of her nipples with the added sensation of another female body pressed against her set of Tomoyo's release in form of a thunderous crescendo that momentarily whitened her vision. ****************************** A couple of minutes later Tomoyo had decided for herself that she was in heaven and didn't mind at all the surprise that might have at least invoked doubts at any other given times. Truthfully though, this hadn't been the first more kinky variation to their lovemaking. She had discovered not too long ago that Sakura enjoyed a good dose of _variation_ and while she was at first a little skeptical, the young heiress had found out to her own surprise that she more than liked to indulge in similar sex play. Physical interaction with Sakura was certainly not boring. This wasn't the first incident involving the cards either. The Card Mistress had told Tomoyo many times that the cards loved her just as much as their new owner and were only too happy to "help out". Somehow she doubted Clow had had this in mind when creating the cards but Sakura turned out to be rather innovative with her use of the element but also the other cards in aiding the experience of stimulating Tomoyo's body. Until now, none of them had taken a really active role such as this one. Daidouji Tomoyo decided silently that this was a damned shame! Currently she was totally besides herself, her mind having flown off to some ethereal plane under the twin assault of Sakura and her double imitated by Mirror. At any other time she might have been able to actually determine who was who, since as good as Mirror was in imitating, Tomoyo could always tell the difference by feeling alone. Unfortunately - or fortunately depending on your point of view - the trembling of her whole nervous system was preventing any form of even remote concentration and so she could only marvel at the astonish display of attention the two Sakura's were bestowing upon her. Mirror was not only copying her mate to near perfection, her movements were the very nature of her namesake. It was as if a mirror was positioned in the center above Tomoyo, only that the image on the other side was all too real for her senses. For the outside observer the way the two Sakura's carved a path over and around their helpless victim's body appeared as if the dark-haired girl was a beautiful picture and they were framing it. Starting from Tomoyo's lips, to her cheeks, neck and then over her throat, around her shoulder blades and along her arms, stopping briefly to suck on each finger with the same synchronization before coming around the other side and moving down over hips and towards her thighs. Here the twin redheads stopped to take an experimental lick that jolted Tomoyo off of the bed in sheer rapture from that small contact alone, having been exposed to the sensation of tiny mini orgasm from the double treatment already. After resuming their motion down the legs the two identical girls stopped just short of Tomoyo's center - to her clear disappointment. Exchanging looks in the same mirroring fashion the two slid up their lover's body, skin rubbing against skin until they reached the well-developed globes of sensitive flesh mounting Tomoyo's chest. And as one they proceeded to do the same to them as to the rest of the body. Tomoyo at this point really had no idea why they had never done that before. ****************************** Tomoyo would be screaming her lungs out if not for the other task her mouth was only too eager to perform. It was hard to even think one coherent thought and she had really no idea if it was Sakura or Mirror she currently was lapping up love juices from. Had she been in any state of mind to appreciate the fact that Mirror - given that it was really Mirror - could actually copy everything down to the exclusive cinnamon smell of Sakura's cum, she would have been suspicious as to just how exactly Clow had been able to do that... As it was Tomoyo was far too preoccupied in driving her own tongue in and out of the girl currently sitting on her face and clearly writhing in delightful ecstasy at her quite skillful motions. The task was also serving to distract her from the otherwise barely bearable feeling of by now four fingers playing in her own vulva with just the right amount of force to set a pace and momentum to rival an actual male member - not that Tomoyo had any experience in that direction. For Sakura's part it was an... interesting experience to say the least. Seeing herself with her thighs pressed tightly around the head of the girl she loved more than life itself. She wasn't jealous or anything, after all it had been her idea. No the sight was arousing her to no end and she was nearly on the brink of an orgasm herself just from watching. The young mage increased the tempo of her strokes and slowly inched her thumb over the hypersensitive nub of Tomoyo's clitoris. Mirror was clearly enjoying herself, articulating sounds that did not hint at all that she wasn't exactly human but just a magical sprite. Sakura reached out with one hand to touch her twin reflection's breasts, running her palm over swollen flesh. She had had her doubts if that was really going to work the way she had planned it but now Clow's successor was positive to have made the right decision. And if the slurping sounds and whimpers were any indication, Tomoyo was enjoying herself immensely. The air was by now charged with magical electricity, creating a very potent field of stimulation that was further heightening the experience for them. And when Sakura with one final thrust of her fingers and a careful timed flipping motion of her thumb sent her lover into the outer space, the feedback generated from the mystical energies exploded right upon her own center and served to not only bring Mirror off from Tomoyo's oral reaction to the mind-blowing release but Sakura as well. ****************************** Several minutes later Tomoyo was still trying to re-anchor what was left of her rational mind, her body feeling all over limp and spent from a treatment she had believed impossible before. However, Sakura was not only the Mistress of the Cards but also a Mistress of kinky sex as she sometimes teased her partner in the manner of a sort of nickname. Especially when it came to inventing new methods previously unheard of, applying both Card's magic and her own gifts and knowledge that was at her past life's disposal. "Hmm," the dark-haired girl rasped out in a near-purr, currently sandwiched between two Sakura's. "This definitely is a new favorite place to be." Tomoyo had her eyes closed, savoring the moment while blocking out the sensation of a spinning room until the aftershocks had completely passed. "You are too good to me, Sakura-chan. I wanted to help you relax and now I didn't even get you off myself one time." Sakura exchanged a knowing look with Mirror and the smile they traded was not just a result of the card mirroring its Mistress' movements. They were both rather pleased at the obvious success. "Oh, I don't know. Normally it's you who is entirely too good to me, Tomo-chan. I think this is just a fair compensation." Blinking a couple of times Tomoyo briefly fought the reflex of closing them again at the sight of twin pairs of golden orbs looking down on her with love and fondness. There was a bit of a difference though that Tomoyo - now that she was readjusting her wits - was quick to pick up. Sakura's eyes shown with an unconditional love that sprang all boundaries, a distinct quality that was impossible to copy. Mirror was in almost all aspects perfect in mimicking her Mistress but the saying that the eyes were the mirror of the soul was not just some poetic nonsense. And Sakura was aware of that of course. That is why she was momentarily confused when Tomoyo tilted her head to whisper something in her double's ear that she couldn't pick up. Touching her lover's shoulder she gently turned Tomoyo towards her. "I am here," she stated with a lopsided smile, thinking that she must have really blown Tomoyo somewhere far away. The grin of success quickly melted into surprise though. "I know," Tomoyo smiled back and before Sakura had time to even react she found her limbs bound, hands stretched above her head and her feet in a similar predicament further below, ropes of white light holding them in place as Tomoyo had applied a new variation of the Laphas Seed spell that she had practiced recently. Crawling over from her lying position so that she was effectively straddling Sakura who could just stare in helpless wonder, Tomoyo made a show of licking her lips in eager anticipation. But it was not the heiress who made the first move. Sakura felt lips pressed against her neck and out of the corner of her mind could see just enough that Mirror had obviously shifted into a mirror image of her lover. Tomoyo grinned like the proverbial Cheshire cat. "Now, it's time for some payback." Sakura was in no position to protest. THE END
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