To Meet a Model (Berial)

It wasn't so much that Lucky didn't mind the attention but that she didn't even notice! The cheerleader's attention was so fully tunnel-visioned on her partner, the rest of the club just seemed to fade into the background! It was like in one of Sakura's anime's where the color fades around them, where everyone's movements seemed to slow to the point of going one frame at a time, their one exception being the two important characters of the episode! In this case... Sakura and Annette.

"Because you are, silly!" Lucky giggled, answering the Norwegain's fake surprise completely genuinely, the two's moves swaying and shifting against each other as if they both shared a surf-board and were navigating their biggest wave yet! Their moves were so in sync, so in tune with one another, it was as if a piece of them dwelled within the mind of the other, the two women seeming to understand where the other wanted to go at the same time she did! Sakura couldn't help but close her eyes and dip back into the moment, sighing happily as she felt herself just go with Annette's flow and for the favor to return in kind, the two of them like one person...

...Except for the undertones that fluttered beneath each word they spoke!

"Mmmm.... Because of moments like this, I guess!" Lucky murmured softly, her emerald eyes opening and flicking up to meet the model's... her heart fluttering in her chest as she winked at her! "Its what everyone calls me because... because I'm just really lucky...." The cheerleader sighed heavily, hopelessly enamored with the woman who had claimed her this evening, the cheerleader pressing her face softly into her back... taking in her scent... So gentle and nice like the woman who owned it... "Mmh.... So lucky....."

Lucky was a fun girl. That was obvious from the moment the Norweigan saw her tearing up the dance floor like the world’s hottest silver-haired tornado, but it was only now, with their bodies close together and the music bumping all around them, that she really started to feel what this girl was all about.

Enamored as Lucky was - with a very cute shade of red, by the way - she seemed to know how to go with the flow and give back what she got. She loved her energy. That enthusiasm she saw bubbling up in a slow boil that popped every time she went to turn up the heat. She was practically experimenting at this point. Giving love taps one moment and long, sensual strokes the next, watching for reactions, gauging how the girl might be enjoying this. Her reactions were a wonder to behold. The slight twitches her smile gave, the rosy color of her cheeks,

The closer she got toe Lucky, the more fascinated she became.

The explanation for her namesake only fed that curiosity even more. How often did ‘moments like these’ happen? It was like dancing with the world’s hottest birthday present and she was going to take her time untying every little knot on that body.

Ann met her with nice and slow strokes against her lap, and Sakura responded in kind with an eager buck of her hips. Her energy was absorbing, sending warm tingles up her spine with every collision of their fulsome bodies. But what she loved most was the words softly spoken just at the back of her ears. She could practically taste the zest on her lips as the Japanese girl leaned against her. Ann sighed and eased into the lush body against her.

“You’re feeling lucky?” She leaned back and craned her neck to the side, reaching her hand back and around the Japanese girl's head, burying her fingers in that lush silver hair as she spoke close to Sakura’s ear. “How do you think I feel?”

Lucky blinked, surprised as the Norwegian hottie threw her comment right back at her, Lucky's cheeks flaring up instantly! She wasn't expecting that! Her heart throbbed in her chest as the woman drew ever closer, smooth, tactile hands slipping through her silver hair as Sakura's own did the same to hers... Their bodies were intertwined with one another, a single form swaying softly to the music surrounding them but never drifted far enough apart to become two once again... Annette would lean back into Sakura, her lips right by her ear, whispering what she thought she felt...

...and in response, Sakura kissed her...

A single hand would slip up along Annette's jawline, her fingers softly cupping the European's face, gently feeling the smoothness of her skin, the softness of her form... Lucky's lips would seek out her partner's eagerly, her attraction to her taking her over by storm with those few little words... If Annette would let her, Lucky would press her lips against hers softly, longingly, wanting to get a taste of her... to feel her lips... Lucky's facination with kissing, with knowing just what it felt like to smooch this girl was almost the only thing on her mind at this moment, her Emerald eyes lost in a hunger that needed to be satisfied... a need that required attending. Her free arm would softly wrap around the Model's middle, hugging her closely, tenderly, her chest pressing up softly against Annette's back... tempting her to stay.

"Mmmh...." She would hum softly, her kisses trailing down her partner's neck... stopping right where it met her shoulder. "...So nice..."

Ann was just being playful when she whispered those sweet nothings Sakura’s way. For her, it was a good way to set the tone for the evening, see how much fun she could extrapolate from the excitable native. She liked seeing her flustered. It was cute to her, genuine. Maybe a little cruel, but she intended to make up for that soon enough.

That was how her mind was working, right up until Lucky kissed her. The model’s eyes widened in surprise, then relaxed the next second, letting her partner take the lead as she kissed her back.

Ann sighed at the kisses at her neck and pushed herself closer back against Lucky, feeling herself melt in her close embrace. The perfect shape of their lithe bodies melded together as Ann crooked her neck out, allowing Lucky more access and all the freedom her lips could desire. The sinful marks she left behind sent tingles down the Norwegian’s skin. The space between her legs burned even hotter, creasing the thighs of her jeans as she brought them closer together.

“You’ve got spunk.” Annette chuckled darkly, batting an eye over her shoulder to Lucky in a sidelong glance. “I like that, but…” The Norwegian spun pushed away and spun around, wrapping one arm around Sakura’s waist as her other hand came to her shoulder, mashing their fronts together as she brought the girl closer. Their faces were barely an inch apart, close enough to catch every little bead of sweat and want shining like jewels beneath the bangs of the platinum model’s forehead. “But be a little more...assertive.”

Her hand came from Lucky’s shoulder and gently grasped the back of her head, pulling her into a deep and loving kiss. Their lips interlocked for a few moments that seemed to linger on for hours. She didn’t lick, didn’t bite, any of the fuss she might have tried anywhere else. She just wanted to give her friend a taste, a reason to be much much more than that.

“Better?” She asked as their lips parted. Her eyes fluttered, exploring the color in the serene orbs opposite her own.

Sakura softly hummed with pleasure as Annette leaned into her, the cheerleader taking as much pleasure in smooching her partner all over as the model, no doubt, took from being the receiver! God, she smelled so good, her lips so soft and smooth upon her own... She was so tender and sweet, her motions so appealing and features so gracious... It was like she was cradling a sexy, deviant angel, one that had descended from heaven just for her! Lucky's arousal grew with each soft sound that escaped from Annette's lips, the space between her legs growing hotter... wetter with each kiss and touch she offered to her partner... Upon hearing her remarks, Sakura only giggled softly in return, her eye-lids fluttering tauntingly as her hands slipped all up and down the Norwegian's firm middle.

"Mmmmh... That's me... Spunky Lucky..." She whispered softly, pressing a soft smooch upon Annette's lips!

...But Annette would not stay submissive forever! No, she would SWEEP Sakura up into her arms, Lucky letting out a startled yelp as she suddenly found herself being the one accosted, her chest suddenly pressing HARD into the Model's... revealing that her breasts might've actually been a full size larger... If that wasn't arousing enough, their faces rested only a few half-inches apart, their warm breaths softly touching their lips as their eyes stared deeply into one another, the two of them cutting out the dance-floor around them... After all... How could they pay attention to such irrelevencies when something like this was going on...

Sakura's expression was like that of an innocent, startled rabbit, eyes wide, lips slightly agape, her complexion pale with surprise as Annette, the wolf, drew in closer.... hungry... Assertion, she stated, was something Lucky needed to adopt, a statement that completely shocked the cheerleader into stunned silence! IT SEEMED that she needed a demonstration... and Annette was more than happy to provide one!

The hand that now rested upon Lucky's shoulder slipped up behind her head, pulling her into a DEEP, BURNING kiss with the model, Sakura letting out a silent gasp of surprise, her eyes FLASHING... before they slowly fell shut, her expression melting into one of pure bliss as she leaned into her taller partner, letting her take her wherever she wished! Sakura's hands slipped up under her partner's arms, hands resting upon her shoulder-blades, hugging her closer and closer! She kissed back heartily, passionately, keeping it only as deep as Annette dared to venture... but making EVERY moment of connection something to die for... Lucky cradled and kissed the model, stepping in so that her thigh lightly pressed in against her crotch, showing a little bit of that assertiveness Annette craved...

When they inevitably ran out of breath, Lucky would pull back, her face ABURN with blush, her emerald eyes sparkling with a far less innocent expression of desire...

"I...I see..." She gasped breathlessly, lips quivering at every word. "...Tell me more..."

There was a very weird thing going on with Sakura where she somehow managed to give off two incredibly different vibes. Annette couldn’t quite recall a person that was giving her the impression she did now.

One moment, she could be far and away the sexiest, most desirable person in this entire nightclub. She moved like it was her last night on earth, drew you in from the other end of the room and flaunted every asset with energy and purpose in each movement. Her flawless skin so near to your own, the smell of her hair fresh on your nose. The way her body moved and rocked its supple curves to the beat of the music, the rare color of her eyes in the dark, the way her silver locks shined as it flashed against the flare of the strobe lights.

And then she’d say something like ‘Spunky Lucky’ and Ann would just laugh. Even after an incredibly hot kiss that couldn’t have been at a more perfect moment if she’d handpicked it out of her favorite romance flick herself, Ann couldn’t resist a laugh right against Lucky’s warm, wanting lips. She was an interesting woman, that much was for sure.

She let the kiss linger a moment longer as a reward, taking deeper breaths through her nose. One hand traced the small of her back, reaching down to cup her pettie rear. She ran a tongue over her lips after they separated, loving the taste of her silver-haired beauty. She enjoyed every bit of what she was seeing here and it seemed like Lucky was having similar sentiments. Stunned beyond belief, breathless like so many before her.

But what Ann picked up on most were her eyes. Half-glazed and drunk with desire, yearning for more contact and the sweltering heat between them. The nightclub continued to boom all around them, more than a few eyes drifting their way now, but the Norewgian paid them no attention. Her eyes remained fixed to Lucky’s, never so much as twitching to one side.

“More? Well...” She slightly raised one eyebrow. Her gaze parted ever so slowly from Lucky’s, falling to her open jacket, lingering on the curves of her modest chest as they swelled from the tight confines of her shirt with each breath. Her hand came from around her back to gently pinch the end of her jacket, running her fingertips along the zipper, slowing as her knuckle came to brush the underside of her breast. Ann looked back to Lucky. “Speaking honestly?"

She yanked on the jacket and pulled her close as she leaned into her space, bringing her hot lips to the Japanese woman’s ear.

“It’s taking everything I have to keep from pinning you to the floor and having my way with you. I just want to rip that shirt in two and make you scream my name. I want you so bad, Lucky.” She held in a breathe, starving for oxygen before she let a long, warm exhale down the back of Sakura’s neck. “But I also want to enjoy my night out. And this place is too crowded anyhow.”

She leaned back and faced the woman again with a smile, keeping one hand at her hip and the other at her shoulder as they rocked left and right to the beat. “You said you wrestle, right?”

Because Annette never once broke from their gaze... Lucky did not either, not noticing how many people were watching them now... Guys, girls, guys with girls and girls with girls... many people watched as these two, light-haired women made out completely shamelessly upon the dance-floor, too engrossed in their own world to take notice of everything else going on around them... And WHY should they!? This kinda stuff happened all the TIME... maybe... in a crowd of feel-good! There wasn't anything weird about it... especially since Annette was kissing her like it was the BEST place and time to do so... Sakura's soft, loving moans escaped between their long, succulent smooch, Lucky completely lost in it all... She was in the presence of a MASTER, wasn't she...? A master of kissing... Sakura had suckled the lips of many-a-girl but very few had completely taken her breath away like this one! Sakura was usually the one to control the exchange, to set the pace as fast and aggressive or as slow and intimate as she liked but not this time... this time, she was the one being dominated by a taller, bustier, more experienced woman...

...And god was it as humbling as it was stimulating!

When they finally pulled away and Lucky asked for more, she'd suddenly find herself PULLED in by the edged of her jacket, their bodies pressed TIGHTLY against one another, their faces slipping just past as Annette whispered all the things she was BARELY in control... all the things she wanted to DO to Sakura right here and now! Rather than sobering her up... this kind of talk only plunged Lucky DEEPER into her state of drunken, lustful attraction, little pink-hearts practically GLOWING within her emerald eyes as Annette taunted her with the possibilities of what could BE this evening...

Lucky opened up her mouth to taunt back (innocently of course), to ask why she wouldn't just take her here and now, to just push her down and get on with it... But the model would remark how CROWDED it was... and that was when the illusion was broken.

"H-huh...?" Sakura asked, her eye-lids fluttering in confusion... before she glanced around and remembered... Yeah... they were on an active dance-floor... and everyone was looking at them... Yeah... It... wouldn't be good to try anything like that here... "O-oh..." As if sensing... or rather witnessing Lucky starting to STEAM up like a boiled tomato, Annette would make a move to bring attention back onto her, placing one hand on Sakura's shoulder and another on her hip, starting to sway like they were suddenly slow-dancing! Somehow... that only darkened Lucky's blush... but it did succeed in keeping her mind off the crowd... Instinctively, Lucky's arms would reach up, wrapping around Annette's neck, her eyes locked upon hers as the model brought things back down to an earthly level once more, mentioning Lucky's profession.

"Yeah! I wrestle bunches!" Lucky confirmed, flashing Annette a knowing smile. "Been wrestling for over a year now.... I think! It's a lotta fun! I bet you would be great at it too..." Her cheeks flushed darker... but she did not shy away, Sakura instead leaning in and resting her head on the inside of Annette's shoulder her face resting close against her neck... "You're so nice, Annette... I dunno if I could fight you if we got in the ring together..."

She should have guessed that Lucky would be into the idea. There was a small, unacknowledged area lighting up in some forsaken region in the back of Ann’s lust-steeped brain that warned her about being too forward. This was, after all, just another woman she’d met at the club. Not everyone would go for this, even the incredibly sexy, funny, all-around lovely girl right in front of her. She should slow down. She might scare her off.

Far from it, she practically leaped at the mere mention of it. A normal person would have been a bit more apprehensive, at the most asked for details. But Sakura wasn’t your average person. She was something different, something special.

“Who said anything about fighting?” Ann giggled softly to herself, the delightful tremors mingling between their embraced bodies for a moment before she leaned in and gave Lucky’s ear a quick nibble while it was close.

“I don’t mind the attention one bit. In fact, I think it could make a night like this practically unforgettable. I can tell. You’re too good for a one-time fling. Just being near this cute little face, this perfect body…” She ran a finger along Lucky’s cheek and down her neck, tracing a path between her breasts that she followed closely with her eyes. She sighed and pressed the Japanese girl closer, burying half her face in her silver mane as she whispered into her ear. “..is making my body burn.”

Ann’s finger came to the girl’s chin, raising it a tad to match their gazes together. A small, hungry smile began to push at the corners of her lips as her purple orbs stared down at the shorter woman.

“So here’s what I’m thinking. I’m going to take a wild guess and say all of that ‘little wrestling’ you do is over at AFW? Correct?”

Of course it was. She knew it was. Lucky had the look, the energy, the whole package to make it into the federation without a second thought. If  she wasn’t there already, it wouldn’t be long before they ended up in the same ring together. Although, if Ann’s intuition was as reliable as it usually was for moments like these, that moment wouldn’t be too much further away.

Lucky blushed... and blushed HARD as Annette laughed, commenting that nobody said ANYTHING about her fighting there, images of this woman naked with her in a ring FLASHING before her eyes.... She stared up at the Model, her face a burning landscape... but she couldn't help but smile... in love with that voice of hers... the way she laughed, the way their breasts rubbed and pressed together! She felt so perfect... She LOOKED like an angel... She had the voice of a siren... What wasn't to love? She was truly someone ANYONE would've been lucky to even talk to... it seemed that the cheerleader rolled ALL sixes tonight! With a soft nip on the ear and a quiet squeak of pleasure from Lucky, Annette would whisper how... whatever would happen between them... it would be far too magical to b temporary, how just being this close... made her body burn...

OH THE DIRTY TALK!

...If Lucky wasn't so intent on living EVERY LAST MOMENT of this night, she might've just passed out in Annette's arms right now! It was like she was saying EXACTLY what Sakura was feeling, it was as if she was aware of EVERYTHING that ran through Lucky's mind... at least from the look that graced her perfect lips... Lucky leaned in closely as she pulled back, not at all willing to let them be apart for a moment... If Annette stopped, Sakura would keep going, planting a kiss upon her lips that matched the burn that flowed through their bodies... Lucky would keep it as nothing but lips... But boy did she make sure Annette knew she was wanted, suckling her pair tenderly, needily yet skillfully, tempting her to stay with softer, more fleeting smooches that touched every last feature of her face before pulling back... if only enough so that their lips didn't touch... Their warm, burning breath touched the face of the other, the two women swaying softly in each other's grasp, Lucky's breathing hot and heavy, her heart THUMPING in her chest! She stared into the eyes of the other woman as she traced her from cheek-to-chest, Lucky doing so much the same, her own hand softly running down along Annette's own neck... along the sides of her buxom, gifted chest.... and down along her full, blessed hips... Oh, the tension between them... it was more than palpable... and Lucky wanted EVERYTHING that came with it!

"...Uh-huh....~!" Lucky responded breathlessly, her emerald gaze wandering that beautiful body with an artist's eye. "...Whyyyyy.....?"