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3 Standard disclaimer:
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4 This is a work of fiction, based off characters and a series
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5 which the author does not own. Please do not sue. All characters are
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6 copyrighted by their respective owners: CLAMP, Kodansha, etc.
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8 Sakura Lemon--Part I
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9 KaitouAce
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11 Sakura sat on the expansive bed in Tomoyo's room. No matter
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12 how many times she saw it, the Daidouji estate always impressed
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13 her. She looked around, dazed, until Tomoyo's sweet voice
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14 brought her back to reality.
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15 "Sakura-chan. I've brought tea."
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16 Sakura jumped at her sudden appearance.
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17 "Oh! Tomoyo-chan! Thank you."
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18 Tomoyo just smiled at her as she set the tea tray she was
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19 carrying on a nearby table. She stared at Sakura for a few
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20 seconds. Puzzled, Sakura questioned her friend.
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21 "What is it?"
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22 "Oh. I was just wondering where Kero-chan is."
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23 "Kero-chan? He didn't want to wake up so I let him sleep."
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24 "That's too bad. I brought extra cake for him."
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25 "That's OK. I'll bring him some."
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26 "I'm sure he'll be grateful."
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27 They stared at each other, then laughed together as they
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28 started tea.
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29 Somewhere across town, Kero-chan sneezed and mumbled in his
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30 sleep, with only one word audible.
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31 "Mmmmm . . . cake . . . "
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32
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33 Sakura stretched after tea, her T-shirt coming out of her
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34 skirt and showing her belly button as she folded backwards.
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35 Tomoyo eyed her with a slight smile on her face. Sakura glanced
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36 at her sideways and noticed her gaze. She immediately became
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37 worried and defensive.
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38 "What?!? I'm not gaining weight! I'm the same size I
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39 always am!"
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40 Tomoyo giggled as she stood up, smoothing the wrinkles out
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41 of her dark blue party dress.
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42 "I didn't mean that at all. I was just . . . admiring you."
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43 "Hoeh?" (You know this sound.)
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44 Tomoyo closed her eyes and faced the floor.
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45 "You're always so cheerful and full of energy. Nothing ever
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46 gets you down for long. I, on the other hand . . . "
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47 Sakura was surprised by the sudden subject and jumped to
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48 Tomoyo's defense.
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49 "You're great too! Always calm, never afraid like me. And
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50 smart too . . . "
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51 Tomoyo continued a little more anxiously. "But now you're a
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52 Card Captor. You're . . . so important! Sometimes I think . . .
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53 I'm just a liability. I don't have magic and can't fight. And
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54 with Lee-kun to help you . . . making costumes just doesn't seem
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55 like much help anymore."
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56 Sakura was shocked when Tomoyo put her face in her hands and
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57 started crying. All this time she'd known her and had barely
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58 ever seen her sad, much less crying. She ran to her friend and
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59 threw her arms around her, doing her best to comfort her.
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60 "Don't cry Tomoyo-chan. You're the best friend I could ever
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61 have. You're a great help and . . . I hope you want to keep
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62 helping me."
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63 Sakura was surprised when she started tearing up as well,
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64 but couldn't stand the thought of Tomoyo not being with her.
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65 Tomoyo stopped crying when she heard Sakura sniffling.
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66 "Oh, Sakura-chan! I didn't mean to make you cry."
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67 Tomoyo released Sakura and wiped her eyes. Sakura followed
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68 suit. After a short silence they smiled and started laughing
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69 again, the depressing situation apparently forgotten. Tomoyo,
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70 feeling more at ease, put on her usual beaming smile.
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71 "Sakura-chan . . . sorry for that."
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72 Sakura shook her head violently. "Nuh unh. I'm just glad
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73 you're OK."
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74 Tomoyo smiled, then got a questionable look on her face.
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75 She fumbled with her hand.
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76 "Sakura-chan?"
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77 "Huh?"
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78 "You don't mind if I . . . "
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79 Sakura looked down at Tomoyo's hands and wondered how she
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80 didn't see that tape measure before. She sighed in disbelief but
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81 complied, figuring it would help cheer Tomoyo up.
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84 Sakura stood in the middle of the room with her arms out as
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85 Tomoyo happily flew around her body, making mental notes about
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86 what fabric she should use next. But in her mind, she was still
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87 thinking about what she had said to Sakura. Her pace slowed as
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88 she ended up behind Sakura. As she stretched the measure across
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89 Sakura's back, she spoke quietly.
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90 "You really don't mind me doing this?"
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91 Sakura once again shook her head while trying to stay still.
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92 But Tomoyo wasn't so easily convinced.
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93 "I know I annoy you all the time with this. It . . . it's
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94 just the only I know how to help."
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95 Sakura breathed deeply and spoke to her unseen friend.
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96 "You know . . . I do all this for a reason. Wearing your
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97 costumes, trying out all your gifts . . . "
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98 Tomoyo braced herself for the truth she knew was eventually
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99 coming.
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100 Undaunted, Sakura continued. "I . . . I always wanted you
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101 with me."
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102 Tomoyo froze, her measuring tape slowly falling to the
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103 floor.
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104 "I figured if I wasn't completely with all your ideas, you
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105 wouldn't be interested in being my friend. Don't get me wrong.
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106 I like everything about you and your costumes are great. I was
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107 just worried that someone as smart and talented as you . . .
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108 might not want to hang out with me."
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109 Tomoyo felt her tears returning and suddenly broke her
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110 stillness, embracing her best friend.
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111 "Oh Sakura-chan!"
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112 Sakura relaxed and felt her friend from behind, holding her
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113 hands which surrounded her. Tomoyo held Sakura as close as she
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114 could. She felt so much love for her friend she could hardly
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115 contain herself. All she wanted was to let her know how happy
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116 she felt.
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117 Tomoyo immediately thought of a way. But she couldn't do
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118 that. She could jeopardize everything that just happened today.
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119 But she loved Sakura so much. This was her most intimate secret
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120 and she desperately wanted to share it with her friend. She
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121 didn't want to take the chance but she just . . . just KNEW her
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122 best friend would understand her. But even as she was trying to
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123 decide if it was right or not, her body was already in motion.
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124 Sakura was getting a little stiff from standing in the same
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125 place for so long, so she was relieved when Tomoyo moved her
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126 arms. But before she could turn around, she felt Tomoyo's small
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127 hand slide across her stomach. Sakura stared down at it and
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128 wondered what was going on. Tomoyo once again increased her hold
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129 on Sakura as her other hand moved past the edge of Sakura's
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130 skirt. Sakura whispered meekly as she slowly realized what
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131 Tomoyo was doing to her.
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132 "Tomoyo-chan . . . "
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133 Tomoyo only answered by leaning her head behind Sakura's to
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134 get more leverage as her left hand slipped Sakura's shirt higher,
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135 allowing her contact with her skin, and her right moved to the
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136 inside of Sakura's leg and started to travel upward. Sakura
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137 tried to move but was powerless under Tomoyo's loving hands. Her
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138 mind was full of many images. What would her brother and father
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139 think if they found out? What about her friends at school,
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140 Kero-chan, Yukito-san? Why couldn't she stop this . . . or why
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141 wouldn't she? Suddenly all the images wiped away as Tomoyo's
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142 hands finished their respective journeys. Sakura could feel
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143 Tomoyo's left hand brushing across her tiny nipples, slightly
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144 tugging them every now and then, and her right hand caressing her
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145 inner thigh, occasionally fingering the frill on the edge of her
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146 panties. Tomoyo slowly moved her head to Sakura's ear, her lips
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147 perilously close to touching. Her next sentence came out as a
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148 whisper. "I love you Sakura-chan. Please let me make you feel
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149 good."
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150 Sakura visibly trembled when she heard those words. She
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151 wanted to run but part of her couldn't do that. She didn't
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152 understand why. Tomoyo saw her uneasiness and whispered once
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153 again.
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154 "Don't worry. I won't hurt you. Please trust me."
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155 Sakura seemed to relax at those words. She didn't know what
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156 this would lead to, but she trusted Tomoyo completely. With her
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157 life if need be. Sakura released some of her tension as Tomoyo
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158 slowly led Sakura to the bed. As Tomoyo felt the bed behind her,
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159 she stopped and sweetly whispered again. "Sakura-chan, put up
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160 your arms."
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161 Sakura did so without thinking, being so used to being
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162 measured. Suddenly, Tomoyo grabbed the bottom of her T-shirt and
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163 pulled it over Sakura's head, dropping it to the floor. Sakura
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164 looked down to where the shirt she once wore now laid. While she
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165 was preoccupied, she felt her shirt leave her waist, falling down
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166 her legs softly to the floor. Sakura was suddenly very aware of
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167 her nudity. Only her panties clothed her. She crossed her arms
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168 over her small chest and looked ashamedly to the floor, blushing
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169 profusely. Tomoyo put her hands on Sakura's arms, realizing her
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170 embarrassment even though she couldn't see her face.
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171 "Don't be ashamed Sakura-chan. I'm with you."
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172 Hearing Tomoyo's words eased Sakura once again, her arms
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173 unfolding and going to her sides. Tomoyo enveloped her waist and
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174 slowly pulled her onto the bed, where she nervously sat with
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175 Tomoyo embracing her from behind. Tomoyo stared at Sakura's
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176 beautiful, smooth back as long as she could stand. She slowly
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177 moved back to Sakura's head and whispered her name. Tomoyo's
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178 warm breath on her neck made Sakura's hair stand on end. She
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179 wasn't ready for this, but did nothing except to close her eyes
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180 and wait. Tomoyo inched closer and slowly enveloped Sakura's
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181 earlobe with her lips. Sakura's body jolted in surprise as she
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182 felt her ear being tugged, pulled, and even licked. As Tomoyo
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183 caressed Sakura's ear, her left hand once again sought out
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184 Sakura's breast. As she brushed her hand across Sakura's young
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185 chest, she smiled as she noticed Sakura's nipple slightly
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186 hardening. She lightly pinched and tugged it for a bit, then ran
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187 her finger around it closely, slowly making circles. Sakura's
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188 breathing became heavier as her body started to succumb to
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189 Tomoyo's actions. Tomoyo then began to run her finger ever so
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190 lightly back and forth across Sakura's now erect nipple. The
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191 sensation was too much as Sakura finally broke her silence,
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192 moaning softly. Tomoyo smiled upon hearing that and moved her
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193 lips from Sakura's ear to her neck as she began to lightly kiss
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194 it, occasionally sucking or licking it. By now, Sakura was
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195 starting to feel much more comfortable with the situation. She
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196 settled herself deeply in Tomoyo's lap becoming totally
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197 submissive as her best friend pleasured her in ways she hadn't
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198 thought possible. Sensing Sakura's newfound acceptance, Tomoyo
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199 decided to get more serious. Sakura's eyes, which were closed,
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200 letting the sensations flow through her body, shot open as she
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201 felt Tomoyo's hand once again slowly slide up her thigh. Sakura
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202 held her breath in anticipation. Tomoyo once again stopped just
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203 before the area where skin meets cloth. There she stayed, toying
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204 with Sakura who was becoming more anxious. She began twitching
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205 slightly and pushing into Tomoyo who only smiled at her friend's
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206 frustration. Seeing this was getting her nowhere, Sakura
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207 actually pleaded with her friend, almost whining.
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208 "Tomoyo-chan . . . please."
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209 Tomoyo smiled and replied.
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210 "Eh? Please what, Sakura-chan?"
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211 "Please . . . touch me."
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212 "Touch you where?"
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213 Sakura grew more desperate as she answered.
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214 "THERE! Please."
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215 Tomoyo smiled and whispered in Sakura's ear.
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216 " . . . Help me."
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217 Sakura slowly reached for Tomoyo's arm and touched her
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218 elbow. She caressed it back and forth with her middle and index
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219 fingers, causing Tomoyo to shudder slightly. Sakura then
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220 encircled Tomoyo's arm and slowly moved down toward her wrist.
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221 Tomoyo's spine shivered at the lightness of Sakura's touch. Her
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222 wish was to pleasure Sakura but at this rate her own body may
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223 need release as well. And before she realized it, Sakura's hand
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224 was gliding over her own, tenderly urging her to go the final
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225 step. As Sakura's and Tomoyo's hand crossed the threshold,
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226 Sakura wondered if she was doing the right thing. But her mind
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227 went blank the second Tomoyo's hand touched that soft, white
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228 fabric. They both stood still, keeping silent as they thought
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229 about what they had just done. Tomoyo was a little reluctant
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230 about continuing but Sakura had come too far to stop now. She
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231 suddenly closed her hand over Tomoyo's causing her to grasp her
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232 crotch firmly.
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233 "Tomoyo-chan!"
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234 Hearing Sakura's cry of approval steeled Tomoyo's resolve.
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235 She held Sakura close as she slowly rubbed her sweet softness.
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236 Sakura leaned her head back and moaned as she felt her body get
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237 hotter. Tomoyo's pressure and speed increased, causing Sakura to
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238 writhe and squirm in her friend's grasp. Her hips began bucking
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239 as she tried to grind herself on Tomoyo's hand. Sakura was on
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240 the edge. She felt as if the world was about to stop. She
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241 prepared herself for the climax . . . and Tomoyo stopped. Sakura
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242 was left standing alone on the cliff. She was speechless for a
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243 moment, then pleaded to her friend.
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244 "No . . . don't stop! Don't . . . "
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245 Sakura's eyes widened as she looked at her dampened panties
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246 . . . and that Tomoyo was going underneath them. Sakura was
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247 frantic.
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248 "No! Tomoyo-chan, please! I . . . "
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249 Her voice trailed off as Tomoyo's finger slid lightly along
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250 the slit of her nether region. After a moment, Sakura purred
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251 loudly, the sensations magnified with direct contact.
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252 "I . . . uhh . . . unhhh . . . ooooohhhh!"
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253 Tomoyo smiled and continued rubbing Sakura. The feeling of
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254 Tomoyo's hand on her bare skin quickly proved too much for
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255 Sakura. She began thrashing in Tomoyo's grasp, bucking
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256 violently. Just when she thought it could get no better,
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257 Tomoyo's index finger pressed harder, determined to enter
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258 Sakura's cherry blossom.
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259 "Oh! Ummm . . . TOMOYO-CHAN!"
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260 Sakura's world turned pink as her hips arched high off
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261 Tomoyo's lap and her panties began to soak. She froze in
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262 mid-air, then fell to earth exhausted. As Sakura's vision
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263 recovered, a hazy image loomed above her. As it focused, she
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264 recognized it to be the face of Tomoyo, her friend, partner, and
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265 now lover. It was the first time she had seen her face since the
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266 measuring started. Sakura tried to speak, but words didn't form.
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267 She just stared with her mouth slightly agape, feeling thin
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268 trails of perspiration run across her forehead. Tomoyo looked
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269 down at Sakura with a smile on her face and also, as Sakura
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270 looked harder, a thin wetness on her lips. As Sakura realized
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271 what it must be, Tomoyo slowly licked her lips and brought her
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272 hand into Sakura's line of sight, showing her what she had done.
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281 lustfully. Tomoyo smiled and conceded, lowering her finger into
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283 Tomoyo's hand. Her eyes closed as her tongue slowly slid around
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284 Tomoyo's finger, the flavor completely intoxicating her. The
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290 Sakura's mouth and watched it shine faintly from Sakura's saliva.
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291 With her eyes closed, Sakura was surprised when the finger left
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294 Sakura watched as Tomoyo slurped all the remaining fluid on her
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295 finger, moaning softly. After she was done Tomoyo looked down at
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296 Sakura, her hair falling about the two of them. After a timeless
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298 her hands to the sides of Sakura's head and descended upon her,
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299 pressing their bodies against each other, giving her a slow,
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303 moaning from the feel of the soft, wet muscles intertwining and
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304 dancing in each other's mouth. Tomoyo finally, breathlessly,
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