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Phantasy of the Heart	By : Yumberduddle Category: +M through R > Phantasy Star Views: 2331 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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When
Alys woke up the next morning, lying in the Nalya inn bed with her
arms and legs wrapped around the lovely, flawless body of Rika, she
felt warm, happy, and satisfied, and her heart seemed to beat with a
slow, contented thrum. She drew the pink-haired beauty closer, and
breathed in the scent of her hair deeply, reveling in its deep
richness.

Then Alys froze as she remembered how she had gotten
here, and more importantly, what had been said at the end of the
previous night. The sleepy, carefree smile on her face twisted
downward into a scowl, and she carefully extricated herself from
Rika, silently getting out of bed so as to let the other woman
continue to sleep.

Had it been she herself who had whispered,
"I love you," last night?

Surely not, she decided as
she slipped on her undergarments, dressed, and slipped on her armor.
It must have been Rika who had said it. That would make much more
sense, Rika being as naive and emotionally straightforward as she
was. Even in the short time that Rika had been traveling with Alys
and her group, her positive, open nature had been quite charming--er,
obvious, to Alys.

Well, there was one way to find out. Alys
walked back over to the bed, and looked down tenderly at Rika's
sleeping form. Once again she stopped to admire its perfect beauty.
The woman's soft flesh was an impossibility, flawlessly and
beautifully curved and womanly, yet so clearly toned and strong. She
looked so peaceful...

Alys shook her head and bent down to
wake her new companion. She laid an armored hand upon the woman and
shook firmly to rouse her...or at least, that was what Alys had been
planning to do, but somehow the awakening shake became a series of
soft kisses against Rika's neck. The non-human girl's eyes fluttered
as she awakened.

"Oh...good morning, Alys," Rika
greeted the bounty hunter with a smile as the sleep gradually fell
from her eyes.

"Good morning yourself," Alys told
her, unable to keep from smiling back.

Rika looked up at her
expectantly, and suddenly Alys felt lost. What had been her plan
here? Say, "Hey, Toots, was it me or you that said the L word
last night? Because if it was me, I just wanted to say that I totally
didn't mean it at all?"

Thankfully, Rika broke the
awkward silence before Alys had time to stand looking like a fool for
much longer. "Is it time to go investigate the meteorite? I'll
get dressed."

Alys nodded mutely, and watched the young
woman get dressed. Rika cut such a fine figure in her battle armor
that it almost wasn't a tragedy to cover her lovely form.

Well,
Rika hadn't volunteered any information about who had said what the
night before, and Alys wasn't sure how to ask without embarrassing
herself and/or hurting Rika's feelings, so she decided to just drop
it for now. She left Rika to finish getting ready, and went to fetch
the rest of her party.

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Keeping the matter
out of her mind proved to be very difficult to do, though. As the
group traveled through the corridors and walkways of the structure
they'd found within the meteorite, abandoned but for the robotic
guards that attacked Alys and her friends at nearly every step, the
situation kept coming back into Alys's mind. It wasn't her fault,
really...every time Rika leaped into battle, her metal claws carving
through robotic steel, Alys would be reminded of their first battle
together, and admire her power and grace all over again. This, of
course, just brought her mind back to the feelings of connection
she'd formed with Rika at that time, and then to the events of the
night before.

(Stupid sexy Rika), Alys thought to herself.
(How am I supposed to concentrate on anything else with her
around?)

What was she worried about, though? Surely it was
Rika who had said it, Alys argued to herself as she hurled her slicer
into an enemy even more distracted, though for a different reason, by
Rika's attacks than Alys herself was. If Rika brought it up later on,
Alys would only have to gently let her understand that her interest
was only physical to settle the matter. And if it really had been
Alys who had said it...well, what of it? People got overwhelmed by
sex sometimes, said things they didn't really mean as they were
caught up with the moment. It hadn't been something Alys herself had
really ever done before, but obviously there was a first time for
everything. She was making a bigger deal out of this than she really
had to.

Alys's attention was called back to the battle as Rika
dashed toward her, sinking her claws into an enemy that had been
sneaking up behind Alys. In turn, Alys hurled her slicer through
another enemy that had turned its guns toward Rika. As Grys, Hahn,
and Chaz worked their way through a new cluster of enemies, Rika and
Alys once again found themselves fighting side by side, Rika tearing
foes near them apart, Alys ricocheting her deadly weapon off and
through the foes at a distance. They turned together, dodged
together, watched one another's back, and though the adrenaline
rushed through Alys as it would in any heated battle, she once again
felt that incredible connection with Rika, the camaraderie of an ally
who could truly support her in combat, the feeling of herself and
Rika becoming a single fighting unit together. It was like she could
feel every strike Rika made as though she had done it herself, knew
every attack Rika was planning to make and how she expected Alys to
assist her, and even when Rika could not move out of the way in time
and an enemy shot grazed her thigh, Alys almost could feel the other
woman's pain, even as she threw her slicer at the offending robot.
Alys's momentary cover attack gave Rika all the time she needed to
push herself past the pain, and she sprang back into action.

A
few minutes later, Rika and Alys were finished with their foes, just
as the boys finished their last opponent off, as well. Alys knelt
down to look at Rika's bleeding wound, and began applying a Dimate to
it. "Are you alright, Rika?" she asked. She was not
concerned about the girl's overall health from a small wound like
this, but this was almost certainly the first time that Rika had ever
really been injured, and Alys was concerned for her mental state. No
matter how well-prepared and trained someone was, the first painful
dose of the realities of combat could be difficult to handle.

But
Rika just gritted her teeth and smiled down at Alys as the healing
item took effect, and nodded. "I'm fine. Let's keep
going."

(She's a tough little warrior), Alys thought
fondly to herself.

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It had been a long
and tiring day. Making their way to the center of the crashed
meteorite had been a difficult enough task, but what Alys's group had
learned of its origins, and the history of their solar system, was a
lot to wrap one's mind around, and had weighed heavily on them as
they trudged back to Nalya. This time it was Alys who had offered to
pay extra for two separate rooms, and her companions were happy to
let her...it was not a day that anyone wanted to spend arguing about
who would share a bed with who, and who would be forced to sleep on
the floor.

Alys lay back on the bed in her full armor, just
taking a moment to rest before she properly prepared for sleep. A few
feet away, Rika had begun to remove her equipment. Alys watched, and
her conflict, which had actually been driven out of her head for the
past few hours after learning of Parma's fate and its worldship
evacuation, came back to her. Here they were again, in the same room,
in almost the same situation...she might as well ask Rika now. There
was no avoiding it.

Alys frowned. Why was there no avoiding
it? She'd been obsessing all day over the supposed inevitability of
this conversation, of either letting Rika down gently or retracting
her own statement, but why did she think that this had to happen at
all? So far Rika had not brought the last night up at all, or behaved
differently around Alys, or done anything in the slightest to
indicate that she even was thinking about their coupling. It was
actually pretty odd, really. But if Rika had no interest in bringing
it up, why did Alys keep thinking it couldn't be avoided?

(Because
I WANT to talk about it), Alys admitted to herself, annoyed both that
she could not run from this realization any longer, and that she had
been running from it at all. (Because no matter whether I said I
loved her or she said she loved me, I know how I feel and I want to
make it known!)

Alys did not want to love. She did not like
love, she did not want to risk it hurting her as it had before with
Saya. But it was time to stop using that desire to run away. She had
to face the facts: whether or not she wanted to, she was falling in
love with Rika, and she couldn't help it. The woman's innocent,
cheerful kindness, the way they connected as warriors who both fought
with and supported one another...and of course, the fact that Rika
was possibly the most attractive creature Alys had ever seen didn't
hurt. She wasn't in love with Rika, not deeply and intimately as she
was with Saya, but Alys was on her way, and she knew it, and even if
she didn't want it, it was pointless to keep denying it.

"Alys?"
Rika suddenly said, breaking the mutual silence.

"Yes?"
Alys replied, suddenly brought out of her head and back to
reality.

"I'm sorry I've been acting weird today,"
Rika told her, turning around and showing Alys an expression of
apology and hesitation.

"You are?" Alys responded,
not sure what Rika was talking about.

Rika nodded, and looked
down at the ground. "Yes. I know I've...been sort of ignoring
you. Not ignoring you, exactly, because we spoke in the worldship's
control room, and this morning, but you know what I mean. I...I've
been avoiding talking to you about last night. I appreciate that you
haven't been pushing me about it.

"The truth is, when you
said you loved me, I didn't know what to say or do," Rika went
on, still not raising her eyes. "Some of the things Seed taught
me about and had me read involved people who were in love, but I
don't...really know much about it. I don't know what it feels like,
or what you're supposed to do when you're in love, and I've been
worrying about it all day, thinking about what my feelings are, and
what I should say and do, and trying to remember how it worked from
what I'd read and heard about..."

Rika lifted her eyes
from the ground, and looked Alys full in the eyes, smiling and
unafraid. "Alys, I don't know how to be in love, and I don't
know what to say or do with someone I love. I don't know what love
feels like. But I do like you very much, and I like how you make me
feel, especially how you made me feel last night, and I like it when
we're together, and I want to make you happy and feel good the way
you make me happy and feel good. I don't know if that means I love
you, but I want to. So if that's enough for you, then...well, I don't
know if this is the right way to say it, but let's be in love!"

That
answered one question, at least. Alys felt like bursting out into
laughter. She hadn't ever considered the possibility, but it looked
like Rika had been just as caught up in self-doubts and questioning
her feelings as Alys had been! It looked like they were more
connected than she'd thought.

Chuckling, Alys got up and
pulled Rika to her, hugging her soft form against her. "Girlfriends,"
Alys told her softly. "That's the way to say it. Let's be
girlfriends."

A happy shiver ran through Rika, and she
said softly, practically mewling, "I'm glad to be your
girlfriend, then."

Rika leaned upward, and gave Alys a
gentle kiss upon her lips. Alys responded in kind, melting into the
pleasure of Rika's soft lips. After a moment, Rika pulled away, and
asked shyly, "Alys, can we do the thing we did last night? I've
been...been thinking about how wonderful you made me feel all day,
and the more that I think about it, the more I want it..."

"Babe,"
Alys grinned, stepping back and away from her new lover, "I
promise that we can, and will, have as much sex as we want and can
handle from here on out. But before we do tonight...we've both been
trudging about all day in heavy armor, fighting killer robots and
sweltering under the sun's heat. We're both sweaty and dirty, and
while we definitely won't always have the option with all the
traveling we do on this hot, dirty planet, I think we'll both enjoy
this a lot more if we're clean for it. Let's take a shower
first."

"Oh, okay," Rika said, hiding her
disappointment. She actually thought that Alys smelled absolutely
heavenly right now, enjoying the heady scent of her hard day's work
on her, but she supposed she did feel a little dirty at the moment,
and that it would be nice to be fresh for sex (that was what Alys had
called it) like she had been last night. "Who should go
first?"

Alys smiled slyly. "Actually, I was thinking
it might be a good idea if we both shared the shower."

"Oh,
what a good idea!" Rika replied, clapping her hands together.
"That way we can start making each other feel good that much
sooner!"

Absolutely charmed by Rika's naivety, Alys
chuckled. "You have no idea how much sooner."

Alys
began removing her armor as Rika stepped into the bathroom to get the
water going. Alys stepped into the small room as Rika was finishing
removing her undergarments. Alys followed her example, as Rika
stepped into the shower and began to wash herself. Once she was nude
as well, she stepped forward to enter the shower, but stopped. She
just wanted to watch Rika for a moment, watch her beautiful nude body
glisten under the water jetting against it, watch the rivulets as
they traveled down her form in a series of streams, carrying the
thousands of tiny suds she was lathering herself with down along her
gorgeously soft, feminine, strong warrior body. Alys just took a
moment to appreciate the simple scene of beauty in front of her, the
innocence of the woman before her engaged simply in washing. In a
moment, Alys would be teaching Rika what a woman could expect and
enjoy from a shower when her lover was sharing the room...this would
be Alys's first and last chance to watch Rika innocently clean
herself in this situation. Every time after this, Rika would know and
expect what was coming...not that there was anything wrong with that,
Alys thought to herself with a private grin.

Having etched
into her mind the simple, elegant beauty of this scene to her
satisfaction, Alys stepped into the shower, standing behind Rika.
Right way, the feeling of the hot water running down her body sent an
immediate sense of relief through her, physically and mentally. One
never realized just how much dirt weighed one down until it was
washed away in soothing heat, Alys reflected. She stood for a moment,
and just let it cleanse and refresh her.

"There's only
one soap," Rika's voice echoed up and through the small space,
above the rushing sound of water. "We'll have to share
it."

Alys gently wrapped her arms around Rika, crossing
them over one another and gently drawing the woman back to press
firmly against her own body. She placed a kiss against the back of
Rika's head, tenderly pressing her lips against her hair, which was
darkened and matted down from the water. Rika's breath caught in
happy surprise as Alys whispered, "That sounds fun."

"Alys..."
Rika purred in that charming way she had.

"Let's start
with my arms," Alys suggested, speaking directly into Rika's ear
now so that she could be heard over the pattering of the water.
"They're a bit busy holding you right now, so I think you'll
have to do it."

Rika nodded, and gently ran the soap over
Alys's strong arms, leaving a trail of bubbles washing down them.
Alys kissed her girlfriend's ears as she did so, and Rika gasped and
mewled in delight each time she did.

"I think they're
clean enough now," Alys told her after a minute or two. "Let
me return the favor. Run the soap through my hands, and we'll get you
all clean."

Rika did so, pressing the bar against Alys's
palms and rubbing back and forth, getting them slick with its
bubbles. Alys then raised her hands to Rika's face and neck. With her
left hand, she gently slid her fingers along Rika's cheeks and jaw,
while her right hand trailed itself along her collar. Rika sighed at
the pleasing touches, and Alys began to lay down a line of kisses
along the trails she had created over Rika's face and collar. The
soap gave her kisses a slightly bitter taste, but Alys was far too
caught up with the moment to notice or care.

"Again,"
she whispered, and Rika once more rubbed her hands with the bar, this
time with more vigor. Alys once more applied her soapy hands to Rika,
this time raising her hands to gently cup and caress Rika's perfectly
rounded breasts, running her fingers along their smooth flesh,
tracing patterns against them, as she listened to the pleased
whimpers of her girlfriend at the sensations. Alys traced sudsy
circles around and around her aureoles, until finally she gently ran
a finger against their perky centers. Rika let out a yowling purr at
the feeling, and Alys continued to tease her buds, pressing a finger
against each, flicking them, even lightly pinching them.

"Again,"
Alys whispered eventually, and Rika once more rubbed the soap against
her palms, her motions shaky and forceful now. This time Alys lifted
her hands higher, above Rika's chest, above her face, until finally
she gently pinched Rika's ears between her thumbs and forefingers.
Rika let out a sound that was both a mewling whimper and a purring
growl, its vibrations going throughout her and rumbling against
Alys's frame. Alys began to softly run her fingers along Rika's
ultra-sensitive ears, tenderly caressing them only to then playfully
bat at them, enjoying the girl's every gasp and moan as Rika leaned
more and more against Alys, becoming less able to support herself
with her shaking knees.

Finally, Alys removed her hands from
Rika's ears and whispered, "One more time, babe...there's one
last part of you I'd like to help get clean." The soap was
mashed against Alys's wet, calloused palms with needy abandon, and
this time, Alys's hands traveled lower. She trailed her soapy fingers
down Rika's stomach slowly, far too slowly in Rika's opinion if her
needy whines were anything to go by, until finally they reached her
womanhood. Remembering that Rika was one of the few lucky ladies who
didn't need it, Alys forewent her clit for the moment, planning to
make use of it later, and concentrated her touches on Rika's vagina.
She used her fingers to trace Rika's lower lips, causing the woman to
almost jump in pleasure, and then spread them.

Gently, but
firmly, Alys inserted two of her fingers, and began to push them in
and out at a slow pace. Rika called out her name in happiness, and
Alys knew that she was already very, very close. Alys moved her hands
so that her right hand was now cupping Rika's pussy, and added a
third finger to her ministrations. She adjusted her motions so that
she was now not so much pushing her fingers in and out (thought she
still was doing so a little) as crooking and pushing and twitching
and wriggling them within Rika, massaging her inner pleasures
chaotically, exploring every inch of her pleasures. Her other, free
hand returned to Rika's breasts, rolling her left nipple between her
fingers.

Rika let out a scream that was almost a roar, and in
short order Alys felt her fingers squeezed mercilessly by Rika's
inner walls as her every muscle seized in climax. Alys used her left
hand now to steady the woman, hold her up and relatively still as she
shook in orgasm, while Alys continued to work her right hand's
wonders, only speeding the actions of her fingers within Rika,
pushing against the convulsing walls with force. She began to drum
her fingers against Rika's insides rapidly, and Rika screamed harder
still as she was suddenly swept up in a new, greater orgasm that
climbed atop the first to reach new heights of pleasure. Rika twisted
and writhed in Alys's firm grasp as she keened and yelled.

Even
as she struggled to keep both their footing against the orgasmic
thrashing of her lover, Alys adjusted the angle of her right hand,
and began to flick her thumb against Rika's clit. Rika's eyes shot
open in uncomprehending happiness as her cries became one long,
silent scream, a third orgasm crashing through the second taking her
body like a tidal wave and carrying her mind away in utter pleasure.
It was all Alys could do to guide their bodies down to the bottom of
the shower without hurting themselves from the fall, for Rika's
movements were beyond her ability to control. Rika pounded the
porcelain below her with her hands and feet, twisting and turning
almost as if she was struggling against the all-consuming bliss that
enwrapped her entire body. All the while, Alys managed to keep her
fingers working even as they were trapped in her crazy throes, and
continued flicking Rika's clit.

(I do love a girl who goes all
out!) Alys thought to herself, pleased that she had brought Rika to
such sensual heights. A woman who even she could barely contain, that
was what Alys enjoyed.

Eventually Rika quieted, and lay
against Alys, shivering and panting with shallow breaths as the hot
water continued to pour down on them. Alys idly wondered whether she
would have to pay extra at the desk the next day for all the precious
water that was being used with this extended shower, but she couldn't
find it in her to care very much just right now. As Rika lay, quietly
recovering, Alys gently stroked her side with one hand, and used the
other to wash herself, as she had so far not had a chance to do much
actual self-cleaning.

Eventually Rika seemed to come to, her
eyes regaining their focus as she looked up adoringly at the woman
holding her. She stirred and turned herself around, kneeling so that
she could lean forward and kiss Alys deeply. The two held the kiss
for several moments, each enjoying one another too much to end it,
even as the warm water poured down upon them. Finally they drew away,
and by mutual unspoken decision, got back to their feet, where the
shower's torrent wouldn't be battering them from above. Each smiled
lovingly at the other as the water dripped and streaked down from
their hair over their faces. It would be difficult to say which
thought the other was lovelier in that moment.

Alys was the
first to make a move to continue their lovemaking, running her hands
down Rika’s back as she initiated another slow kiss. Gripping
the soap, she traced it along each tiny contour of Rika's body,
refreshing the memory of each and every tiny contour that she had
formed the night before. She brought a hand up once more to Rika's
ears (she was finding she enjoyed the act of playing with them almost
as much as Rika did), and the shorter woman cooed into their kiss.
Finally she reached Rika’s rear. Squeezing the taut muscles
with the hand not holding the bar of soap, she absolutely loved the
way they felt in her grasp, firm but pliant. Rika pulled in even
closer to her as Alys washed her bottom, mashing their breasts
together.

Breaking the kiss just long enough to catch their
breath, Alys got down to her knees once more, and rubbed the soap
down the back of Rika's legs, then her sides, the top of her feet, up
to her thighs, and then, finally, her inner thighs. Rika began to
whimper again as the sensations closed in on her pleasure
center.

Alys let the soap fall from her grasp, its job now
done--and a good thing, too, for her lust for Rika too stoked once
more to concentrate on anything else. She drew her hands up Rika's
legs, until they had returned to her toned, yet somehow so soft,
buttocks. Alys dedicated both her hands to grasping them, kneading
them, and used her grip to draw Rika gently forward, until Alys's
lips could (and did) gently kiss Rika's lower ones.

"Oh,
Alys!" Rika moaned. She instinctively laid a hand on Alys's
head, to guide her on.

Alys needed no such guidance, of
course. She gently slid her tongue into Rika's depths, and Rika's
small shriek masked Alys's own gasp of delight. As it had been the
previous night, Rika's pussy, warm and slick with her arousal and the
remains of her orgasms from before, was possibly the best-tasting one
she had ever had the pleasure to sample. The delicious, sweet, and
heady taste of strawberry was everywhere, surrounding her tongue. Yet
for all that it tasted of strawberry, there was no question that Alys
was tasting the arousal and cum of a woman now, no mistaking the
musky scent and aftertaste that she lived for as a lover.

Alys
went to work with a frenzied need, lashing her tongue about within
Rika's pussy wildly. She drank from Rika's sex as fully as she could,
delighting equally in the juices of arousal her probing, twisting
organ scooped up, and in the streaming rivulets of warm water
traveling down Rika's form and into her vagina, lightly flavored by
the smooth, beautiful flesh it had traveled down. And when Rika
finally gave a jagged scream, dropping both her hands to Alys's head
no longer to hold her in place but rather to hold herself up, Alys
loved her thick, oozing strawberry-tinted cum, too.

Alys eased
her assault, but only a enough that she could gently guide Rika back
down to the shower's bottom. Rika lowered herself down and over until
she was sitting before Alys, leaning back against the wall, her legs
lifted and spread wide. Alys, for her part, had kept her tongue in
Rika and working the whole time, and was now bent forward. She
brought her hands up and found each of Rika's spread feet. She laced
her fingers between Rika's cute little toes, and began to gently work
them in and out, as she moved her thumbs against the balls of her
feet, giving Rika a foot massage as she was eaten out. Rika cried
out, and brought her hands up to her ears, beginning to gently stroke
them as she became lost once more to the feelings of bliss that Alys
was bringing her.

For her part, Alys decided to abandon Rika's
quim, delicious though it was, and began to focus on her clit. She
circled it, swiped over it, shot her tongue against it, and then, as
Rika shuddered on the edge, yowling in bliss as her body quaked in
need and her fingers nearly clawed at her stimulating ears and the
massaging motions of Alys's hands mixed with the pleasure and added
to it, Alys put her mouth around Rika's clit, but unlike last night,
she did not suck upon it. Instead, she brought her lover to climax
with a gentle, but firm little nip against the pleasurable bud.
Rika's body jerked uncontrollably and she once again screamed without
noise, and it was all Alys could do to keep her from hurting herself
in her uncontrollable thrashing.

Once more, Alys gave Rika a
few moments to recover, during which time she finished her own
washing. Once Rika was sensible again, Alys shut off the water, and
they got out of the shower, Rika positively glowing in happiness.
They toweled off, managing to resist touching each other for a few
agonizing seconds, and once they were barely dry, they were in one
another's arms again, kissing as passionately as ever. Alys knew that
no matter how many times she kissed the girl, she would never get
tired of the sweet softness of her lips, and the way her tongue would
dart about with such enthusiasm.

They ended the kiss a moment
later, and Alys whispered, "Let's go to bed."

They
went to one of the beds, Rika wrapped adorably and adoringly around
Alys the whole time, and lay down upon it. Alys rolled over and
positioned herself above Rika, holding herself up over her. Even
though she had been intensely focused on the woman's body this whole
time, Alys could not help but stop for a moment and gaze
appreciatively again at the model of perfection beneath her. The
smooth, unbroken, soft skin of Rika held as much hypnotic appeal now
as it had last night, when Alys had seen it for the first
time...although now, it was not quite so perfect.
Her
eyes traveling down Rika's figure, Alys saw the faint mark on her leg
where she had been injured earlier that day.

Alys
would have thought she would feel a stab of pain at the sight of it,
at the visual confirmation that this perfect representation of soft
grace and beauty had been marred...yet she felt no such unhappiness.
Instead Alys gazed lovingly at the closed wound, which would
eventually become a scar, and felt a strange contentment, almost
pride. Living as they were now, on this planet, the marks of life's
obstacles were inevitable...yet Alys suddenly felt overwhelmed with
satisfaction knowing that she would be present for each and every
such mark made on RIka. She would be there as Rika's ally and lover,
to support her, to heal her as best she could, to comfort her, and to
witness the girl grow and fight at her side over and over again. This
mark was no blemish as Alys had expected the night before...it was a
testament to their having fought together, united as allies, friends,
and now more. Going forward, every scar Rika--or Alys, for that
matter--gained would be a visible reminder, a symbol of the adversity
they had faced side by side and overcome. Alys found that she loved
this mark more than every other inch of Rika's flawless form.

She
wanted to kiss it, to touch it tenderly, but it was only closed, not
healed, and Alys did not want to risk anything that would worsen it.
Instead, she brought herself back to the task at hand. Alys
positioned
herself so that her knee pressed into Rika’s crotch, knowing
she had found a good spot when Rika gave a signature mewl of
approval. Alys began to gently push her knee up and against Rika's
center, while at the same time she pressed herself against Rika’s
non-wounded leg and rocked her hips. The smoothness of her skin and
firmness of her muscles was divinely pleasant against Alys's needy
core, and she was suddenly swept away by the desire she had
unconsciously been holding at bay until now. She had been so focused
on pleasuring her girlfriend--what a wonderful word it was!--that
Alys had not even noticed her own lust growing almost volcanic.

Rika
moaned deeply under her. Alys leaned in and gently licked along
Rika’s ear, making her tremble and gasp sharply. She ground
herself against the woman below her hard, fast, and relentlessly,
feeling herself closing in to sweet release. The last night, Alys had
fought against her orgasm as it came to her, trying to contain it,
letting it build and build against her will until it crashed over her
like a tempest. Tonight, as needy as she was, and with a beautiful
girl below her looking up at her with eyes and whimpers full of both
lust and real love, a woman she knew and accepted her own affection
for...Alys simply welcomed her climax as it hit her. Her body seized
in pleasure and her thrusts against her girlfriend became the
erratic, rushed grinding of a woman in the grips of immense pleasure.
She moaned Rika's name lustily around the ear she was nibbling at,
and Rika came as well, pulling Alys down against her as tightly as
she could as their bodies quaked in pleasured rhythm.

The two
lay in each other's arms for several moments, simply enjoying the
after glow of orgasm and the sound of each other's breathing.
Last night Alys had come harder...yet tonight she felt so much
happier, better, more alive and fulfilled.

This time, Alys
knew it when she whispered, "I love you," and this time,
Rika whispered the same back. Rika held Alys close, and Alys drifted
off to sleep.
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Phantasy of the Heart