Page 124 of Earthbound

Then she kissed her; a crushing, burning kiss that was full of promise and pleasure. When she pulled away, Yeeran was panting, her eyes ablaze.

‘Take me to the sea,’ Furi said. For even though her arms had full mobility, her legs were still too weak to go the distance.

‘Are you sure?’

‘Anywhere, anyhow, you said.’

‘I did.’

‘Then take me to the sea.’

Conch Shore was a sacred place to her. An estuary on the outside of Mosima fed their small ocean. At night you could stand at the waves’ edge and imagine an endless horizon.

First it had been a playground for her and Nerad. Then a training ground under Najma’s loving tutelage–a vocation Furi had retained for Yeeran when the elf was brought to Mosima. She had never thought that the beach would be the site where Yeeran stole her heart, but it had been that too.

Yeeran set her down at the edge of the water.

‘Lie down.’

The waves lapped at her feet as Yeeran lowered herself to the sand next to Furi who immediately began to undress her. With every piece of clothing she removed, she replaced the cloth with kisses, until Yeeran was trembling and naked beneath her.

Sea foam curved around Yeeran, softening the sharp lines of her body.

‘Breathtaking,’ Furi said.

Yeeran didn’t smile, she only beckoned Furi towards the softest part of her by arching ever so slightly.

Furi obliged, licking the sea salt off her skin as she trailed her way towards Yeeran’s navel. Her fingers slid inside her, and Yeeran gasped. Furi didn’t move her fingers, despite Yeeran dipping her hips to create friction against her hand.

‘Be still,’ Furi said, her lips against Yeeran’s stomach.

Yeeran made an animalistic sound deep in her throat but she obeyed.

Furi slid her tongue to the crest of her desire and held it there. The waves moved around them, higher than they had been a moment ago.

The tide was coming in, the seawater leaving her flushed skin tingling.

The tension between them crackled and pulled tighter than a bow string.

‘Furi, please.’

‘I like it when you beg,’ she said against the warmth of Yeeran’s skin.

‘Please.’

She moved her fingers once. ‘And again.’

‘Please.’

Up and down.

‘Please.’

‘Again.’

‘Please. Please. Please.’

With every word she uttered Furi obliged with a rhythm of her own. When her voice stuttered to a stop and Furi felt her begin to tighten beneath her, she gave her one last kiss deep in the centre of her.