Life After Roses
by Makani
Chapter 3
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The rest of the evening passed rather uneventfully. They
folded the table and stored it to one side and Anthy spread out the futon and blankets,
all of which looked as if they had seen better days.
"I forgot I didn't bring anything to sleep in," Utena said, a
bit embarrassed. "I don't want my uniform to be wrinkled for tomorrow."
"Don't worry, Utena-sama." Anthy smiled and began to sort through a drawer. "I'm sure I have a spare nightgown that you can wear." A few moments later Anthy produced a pale purple nightgown with frills along the collar and sleeves.
Utena looked at it warily as she took it from Anthy. "I suppose since there's nothing else…" She bit her lip.
"Hai!" Anthy said with a smile that was suspiciously close to a smirk. She folded her own nightgown in her hands and disappeared into the bathroom to change.
Utena stared mournfully at the nightgown for a little while longer before Anthy called her from the bathroom.
"Hai!" She leapt to her feet and hurried towards the small room. Anthy was standing there looking a bit sheepish.
"Utena-sama, will you help me with the zipper on this dress? It's hard for me to reach by myself." She turned and pulled her long hair out of the way.
"Oh, hai," Utena said, reaching for the zipper. Her hand started to shake and the warm feelings that had been bubbling up in her stomach all day began to spread throughout her body, making her mind hazy. "It's that feeling again," she thought to herself as she tried to keep her focus. "It's not dangerous now, Anthy isn't trying to do this to me… it's happening on its own." Her hands still didn't stop shaking.
"Utena-sama?" Anthy half-turned. "Is something wrong?"
"No!" Utena blushed and reached for the zipper again, trying to ignore Anthy's eyes on her. She finally managed to hold on to it and began to pull it gently down. Her hand shook harder as the dark skin of Anthy's back was exposed. So warm now her head felt like it was spinning, Utena couldn't stop herself from reaching out and gently touching the exposed skin. It was smooth and free of marks. She had almost expected to see the scars from the thousands of swords, but not one showed on the surface.
Utena was fighting a losing battle with herself. She knew this feeling, and the last time she had allowed herself to give into it she'd lost everything that she had valued. "But now it's your princess that's causing it." Her mind worked feverishly "It can't be dangerous now, can it?"
"Utena-sama?" Anthy turned to her, face full of concern. "Are you all right, Utena-sama?" She took one of Utena's hands in her own. "Your hands are shaking. Oh no! Are you sick?" She reached up to feel Utena's forehead, pulling her hand away with a startled exclamation. "You're very warm, Utena-sama," she said and then finally looked into Utena's eyes.
Utena was almost taken aback by the surprised look on Anthy's face; she was half worried that Anthy would be angry with her now. Utena bit her lip as the blush spread and the warmth in her body seemed to take over her senses. She stepped closer to Anthy, almost gasping as Anthy's eyes fluttered. Utena wanted to kiss her. The feeling overwhelmed her and she leaned forward, wrapped her arms around her princess and kissed her.
There were several moments of tentative pressed lips before Utena felt a gentle, questing tongue sweep across her lips. She opened her mouth and as soon as the tongue had entered, she deepened the kiss herself, her own tongue searching as it swept through Anthy's mouth.
Lost in the sensation, Utena forgot to breathe and finally broke off the kiss for lack of air. Her heart raced and her clothing seemed too hot as she straightened up, panting, unable to look away from Anthy's face.
Anthy looked surprised, but her eyes were half-lidded and filled with an emotion that Utena had seen before, but never on Anthy's face. She'd seen it in Touga's face, and – she shuddered at the thought – Akio's face, but never on the face of the former Rose Bride. There was an ample amount of love mixed in, but the look of lust made Utena's legs tremble.
"Utena-sama?" Anthy's voice was a bit hesitant and almost fearful.
"Hai?" Utena's was thick with the lust that poured through her body. She moved closer to kiss Anthy again but was pushed back a little.
"Sumimasen, Utena-sama. Are you sure?" Anthy's eyes were wide and showed the same faint tinge of fear audible in her voice.
Utena felt slight annoyance flare through her for a moment. This wasn't the response that she wanted. "Hai." She kept her tone soft as she pressed forward despite the hand braced on her chest, and kissed Anthy again.
The hand on her chest trembled but relaxed, allowing Utena to pull Anthy even closer. Utena couldn't keep her own hands still and they wandered into the opened back of Anthy’s dress, touching all the skin that she could reach. She felt Anthy's hand trail off her chest and then both hands slide around, stroking her back through the uniform. Utena shuddered at the touch. Her hands shook as she tried to pull off more of Anthy’s dress, but she couldn’t manage more than exposing one shoulder.
A light giggle trickled past her ears and the warm body that her hands were desperate to explore pulled away, leaving trails of goosebumps as delicate dark hands played over her face and neck.
Half blind with the need to hold Anthy close to her, Utena almost moaned when that warm body escaped from her touch. Even with her eyes open she could barely see anything. She fumbled blindly, trying to pull Anthy back into her arms.
Anthy laughed again and began to undo the buttons of Utena’s jacket. “You don’t want to wrinkle your uniform, Utena-sama.”
Utena tried to follow the hands to the arms and then to the body of the woman that was making her head spin, but Anthy eluded her. Cool air hit her arms as she felt the jacket slide off her shoulders and the soft well-worn cloth replaced by gentle questing fingers. Every time she reached for the hands they seemed to slip away, exploring a new bit of skin. She groaned out loud and tried to reach for Anthy, dying to feel her warm skin.
Anthy’s hands were quick and graceful, she was some mythical kitsune that was seducing Utena with its touch. Utena shivered as her tight red tank top slipped over her head. She almost lost the ability to stand up when Anthy’s hands touched her breasts. Her hands flew up, finally finding Anthy’s shoulders, and held onto them as if they would stop her head from spinning. When she tried to pull Anthy close for another long kiss, Anthy slipped away, holding gently to Utena’s wrist.
Utena moaned and tried to pull Anthy back, but she remained just out of reach.
“Himemiya…” Utena’s voice was so deep with lust that it startled her as she spoke. She moved towards Anthy, allowing herself to be led out of the bathroom and back towards the futon, and moaned in relief when Anthy allowed herself to be pulled into Utena’s arms. They tumbled onto the soft mattress.
Utena’s hands roamed over the only skin Anthy had bared, across one shoulder and down her back as Utena leaned in and kissed her again. Anthy’s skin was so perfect – smooth, soft and warm, that touching it made Utena dizzy, and her kisses were sweet and gentle and full of wonder even as they pulled dancing heat from the pit of Utena’s stomach. Soft fingertips crept over Utena’s collarbones and down to slide around her breasts again, and Utena moaned. Shining green eyes smiled into hers, and Anthy pulled back to place delicate kisses down one shoulder, just the tip of her pink tongue flicking out over pale skin as Utena gasped and shifted restlessly under her.
One hand brushed down just below the center of Utena’s ribs and hesitated, and Utena blinked and looked down to find green eyes wide and miserable on the skin there, where the sensation of touch didn’t reach, because scar-tissue has no nerves. There, where Anthy had driven Akio’s sword through her in that last crazy night of patchwork reality, lay a heavy three-inch-long scar.
“Utena-sama,” whispered Anthy, and Utena cut her off, pushing up to kiss her softly.
“Ie, Himemiya, ii da yo,” she told her, smiling. “It wasn’t your fault anyway. Forget about it.”
“Hai,” Anthy replied, dropping green eyes that seemed suddenly full of shadows again, and Utena wanted to tell her again that it was okay, she’d never blamed her for her brother’s manipulations, but Anthy’s fingers started moving again, her tongue curled around one rosy nipple, and Utena lost the words she was about to say.
For a little while the world slipped away entirely, constricting to the warm mouth and small dark hands moving so deftly over her skin, as if Anthy had somehow long ago mapped every sensitive area and just how to touch it to make Utena moan. Her fingertips traced every line and nudged gently into every crevice while her mouth spread tiny, teasing licks and suckles all over Utena’s breasts. As if drawn by magnets, the slender fingers found each little patch of skin that cried out for attention, and lingered longest where the gentle stroking drove Utena’s desire higher than she’d felt it before.
“Himemiya,” she gasped finally, not wanting the sensations to stop, but dying to touch Anthy herself for a change – except that Utena had almost no experience with this, and none at all with a girl! None at all where she had any control over the situation, for that matter. “Himemiya, onegai, I – I want to touch you.”
“Hai,” said Anthy’s voice softly, and she could hear the smile before Anthy raised her head from Utena’s breast, moved her hands away – Utena suppressed the moan of disappointment – and quickly pulled her dress over her head, folding it as neatly as for display in a shop and then laying it on the smooth wood floor.
Utena was a little surprised by this break from routine; Anthy had always hung her dresses up, back at school. “Himemiya, don’t you want to hang that up?” She was even more surprised that Anthy wasn’t wearing a bra, and the long stretch of bare dark skin broken only by pale blue panties sent a shiver of heat up her spine.
Anthy smiled, kneeling with one slender leg on either side of Utena’s waist – a position that only stoked the heat coursing through Utena’s body – and shook her head, long amethyst curls shifting over her bare shoulders, falling down her back and around her thighs. “I don’t want to leave you yet, Utena-sama,” she said softly, and leaned down to kiss Utena on the nose, green eyes sparkling with laughter. “So now you can touch me.”
Utena seized the opportunity with enthusiasm and sat up to pull her fingers gently over Anthy’s chocolate breasts, a little hesitant but still determined to make her princess happier than she’d every been. Anthy’s eyes flickered closed and her back arched as she sighed deeply. Encouraged, Utena bent down to lick one dark nipple, wondering if it would taste any different than the rest of her skin, but it was only clean and a little salty sweet. A quiet gasp hit her ears as the half-soft nub hardened quickly, and Utena’s hands curled around Anthy’s sides, supporting her back as she sucked ardently and Anthy shivered, moaning. “Utena-sama…”
Utena might lack skill and practice, but she more than made up for it in willing eagerness, and Anthy seemed to appreciate it to the full, purring throatily when Utena tried something different with her mouth, gasping when her fingers found a particularly sensitive spot. Half-closed green eyes shone at her every time she looked up to meet them, and quiet moans sang in her ears. She wondered just once if maybe Anthy was humoring her a little bit, if perhaps her untutored efforts wouldn’t actually win such a pleased response if Anthy were being completely honest in her reactions, but such self-conscious suspicions weren’t at home in her straight-forward, confident mind and the question quickly faded away.
Finally she finished exploring the beautiful curves of Anthy’s breasts and decided she wanted to know what it would be like to touch her princess lower down. Utena knew it wouldn’t be easy to get it right without knowing what she was doing, but she thought if she tried hard enough and made sure Anthy told her if she was doing something wrong, she could still make Anthy happy.
Kissing along one delicate collarbone, Utena hooked her fingers into the waist of Anthy’s panties and tugged downward, expecting her to kneel up so she could tug them down her thighs to pull off. Instead, Anthy’s hips pulled back, away from her hand, and gentle dark hands pulled her head up to see Anthy shaking her head.
“Ie, Utena-sama,” she said quietly, green eyes still smiling into confused blue. “Not yet. Tonight I want to make you happy. Is that all right, Utena-sama?”
A little puzzled, but feeling heat sweep up through her at the warm look in Anthy’s bright eyes, Utena nodded and then half-yelped as Anthy pushed her onto her back again, grinning mischievously, and somehow got her tight red uniform shorts off within two seconds. Then she was lost and moaning again under hands that moved faster than before, sweeping over every sensitized stretch of skin and heating her blood up so quickly her head spun.
“Himemiya,” she moaned, and soft mobile lips landed on hers, a hot tongue pressed in and twined around her own, driving the heat into her mind until she couldn’t think but only writhe and moan. Below, quick hands were darting across her body like butterflies racing to visit an entire field of flowers. Anthy’s mouth lifted from hers and moved down her neck, kissing and very lightly nibbling, and her hands shifted just a little lower.
Utena gasped when they slid onto her upper thighs, then slipped down between as her legs spread on their own, and she cried out, bucking, as one finger touched her gently, stroked through the hot moisture gathered there and rubbed at the point just above her entrance that made her hips jerk and writhe. The feeling was slightly familiar and there was a quick flash of fear as the old memory rose to the surface, but then Anthy’s hands moved again and another finger rubbed that point again and Utena couldn’t think as the finger slowly slid inside. She gasped and arched, surprised that it didn’t hurt. In fact, it felt very good, and she moaned louder as the heat inside of her started to build higher, pulling her with it. Her hands gripped the blankets as her head tossed from side to side. The old memory vanished under the onslaught of pleasure.
The first time it had hurt, she had felt unsure and afraid the entire time that Akio had been with her, and deep in her heart she felt that she’d betrayed Himemiya. Now, every touch was pure bliss and white-hot shocks that shook her body. She moaned loudly, her voice hitching as she heard herself begging for more of Anthy’s touch. More fingers followed the first and Utena lost herself in the haze. Her hips bucked on their own as she reached for a high place that she could almost taste, the tension inside of her building higher and higher until she was desperate to relieve it.
Clawing at the blankets and moaning unceasingly, she held her breath as the shocks of pleasure carried her higher and higher until with a cry that could’ve been Anthy’s name she soared over the peak and crashed down on the other side.
Utena’s vision cleared slowly as her chest heaved, trying to pull air into her exhausted lungs. “Himemiya?” Her voice was so low she could barely hear herself. She tried to clear her throat, body still shaking with the after-effects of the spectacular orgasm. Anthy moved up next to her and wrapped slender arms around her. Utena shivered and clung to those beautiful dark arms.
“Utena-sama?” Anthy’s voice was soft and uncertain. “Are you ok, Utena-sama?”
Utena shook her head, trying to dispel the worried tone. She wrapped her arms around Anthy. “Hai, hai! I’m…I’m fine.” She took a shaky breath. “I’m wonderful. That…” She swallowed as she tried to get her mind around what had just happened. “That was amazing.”
Anthy purred like a contented cat. “I’m glad, Utena-sama. I’m glad I could make you happy.”
Utena tried to think of something to say, something that would express what was running around in her head, but her eyelids were drooping already. She curled as close to Anthy as she could, mumbling apologies that Anthy silenced with a gentle laugh and a kiss.
“Go to sleep, Utena-sama,” said her warm, gentle voice. “We’ll talk in the morning.”
“Hai…” Utena rested her head on Anthy’s shoulder, relieved that Anthy’s voice seemed to be just as sleepy as she felt. Wrapping her arms tightly around her princess, the prince drifted into sleep.