queenoflogs | Really should know better.

Characters: Fionna, Open
Date:December 9th
Summary: Mistletoe mischief! Also, I had just missed the one last year:(
Warnings: None yet.

A gloom had come over many of her friends, and it was bringing Fionna down...almost. After all, the weather was changing, and there was something about the way the weather had changed that made Fionna feel happy. If her friends weren't going to be happy, she could at least try for them, right?

And what was the best way to do that but to try to get into a festive mood? Fionna was in the gardens, putting flowers in her hair, her hair combed neatly and flowing a little longer than usual out of her hat. It would have surprised even Cake back home: she had never looked this primped up.

Of course, this would have actually been a good idea to look at Alice's post, but like most alerts, Fionna had missed them and was walking around the gardens, seeing what food she could gather in the treefort later. True, she was really only there half the time, but you never knew what you would need later, right?

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Fionna was taking this moment to concentrate just on how that felt. No one had ever come close to doing this, at least, no one who wasn't expecting a severe butt whomping afterward. So when that question came, really, what other answer could Fionna give.

"You don't really have to ask anymore, you can do what feels right. I trust you."

"Alright, just...be sure to tell me if I do something wrong, okay?"

She nervously reached down to Fionna's waist, lifting her shirt up her body to pull it up over her head.

"You won't do anything wrong, I'll even help!"

Fionna lifted it over the read the rest of the way and flung it over her shoulder, sporting fairly modest C's in a plain white bra.

"S-see?"

This wasn't the first time Amamiya had seen Fionna's breasts. Hell, it wasn't even the barest she'd ever seen them. But this was totally different. There was a huge difference between the bath, where they just happened to be naked, and here, when Fionna was displaying herself for her. What hardly bothered her before now set her cheeks red and her mind spinning.

"You look great," she said, hand sliding over the surface of Fionna's breast. "Really great."

Fionna could definitely feel a difference too, now that they were like this. Being naked the first time had been just a freeing thing for her before, something that just happened in the baths because you were there to relax, Now she knew it was herself on display, her boy and Amamiya's, and while not self conscious, Fionna did blush, understanding exactly what was happening here. Fionna's mouth was feeling like sandpaper right now though, so she instead reached over, her hands on the back of Amamiya's shirt, being no less gentle.

"Thanks," she finally managed to mumble, and felt her heart quickening: apparently she was just as eager to see her girlfriend without her shirt.

Amamiya let Fionna lift her shirt over her head, revealing her plain white A-cup bra. Without thinking about it, she crossed an arm across her breasts, covering them automatically.

"Hey, its all right," Fionna said lightly, putting her hands on the girl's wrist. "I've never even been with a girl before, so what do I know about bazoobs? Besides, I really think yours are nice."

"...sorry," she said, slightly abashed, letting her arm drop. "Force of habit."

"It's fine, you're nervous," Fionna said, who has still been pretty flushed the whole time. "I kinda am too. I mean, I don't let my lady stuff out for anyone to see...except Kanako always seemed to almost see them. It was weird."

She shrugged though, and took in the look of her girlfriend. She had never had a thought about what made girl's pretty, but right now, she defintely saw that in Amamiya. What she didn't have with breasts didn't matter: she still had those warm eyes, that lithe but delicate frame, and long hair that made her smile stupidly. She moved closer, and put a hand on her shoulder, letting it droop to the girl's breasts, but being gentle, almost feathery to the touch.

"That's because that girl is a pervert of the highest order," Amamiya said simply. "I would be extremely surprised if there was anything coincidental about it."

She lifted a hand to meet the one Fionna laid on her, caressing her gently, and guiding her in, encouraging her to press harder.

"She's not..." Fionna trailed off because, after spending that time with Kanako, she knew for a fact that this was nothing but the truth. Heck, Kanako had even been able to see Amamiya naked, something that had taken Fionna some time to forgive. "She's a nice person despite being a huge perv."

Might as well admit it. What was more, Amamiya was giving her a green light, and with that Fionna switched from her feathery touch to grip one of the girl's breasts, massaging with her palm, her cheeks burning but unable to stop. They felt light, yet very soft, and she got daring enough to cup her nipple between her curled forefinger and middle finger.

Amamiya unconsciously made a sound at the back of her throat as Fionna cupped her nipple. It was so sensitive, in such a good way. She felt exposed, a trace of shame lingering in the back of her mind. But she was excited as well, and wanted Fionna to continue, to do even more.

"So long as she knows you're out of bounds," she murmurs with a rare smile.

Fionna felt more than a little proud of herself when she heard Amamiya's exclamation. Se was still pretty new at this, and knowing that she was both doing it right and making her partner feel good was enough to give her a little more daring.

"She'll always know that," she said, and if to prove that point, she brought her lips to the girl's nipple now, kissing the soft part and then after a few seconds placing the nipple in her mouth, swirling her tongue over it.

"Good," she said, a little distantly. Then she continued in a way that made it clear that she wasn't talking about Kanako anymore: "That's good...keep going..."

And it did feel good. She was getting way more turned on than she had expected. It seemed like they might end up going further than she'd expected.

Fionna was forgetting all about Kanako right now. If she could have stepped outside of herself, she'd be shocked that she would even dare do something like this. Once she heard the plea from Amamiya thought, she knew there was little to no chance of her stopping. Instead, she caressed her breast, rubbing her fingers and nail all along the soft underside before flocking her tongue over the nipple quickly, then with long solid strokes, wrapping a possessive free arm around the girl.

Really should know better.

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