rlm@2: Candid Camera rlm@2: rlm@2: by the Amazoness Duo rlm@2: amazonessduo@hotmail.com rlm@2: rlm@2: “Ohayo, Sakura-chan!” Tomoyo said happily, rlm@2: smiling at the other girl as Sakura entered her room. rlm@2: “Hi, Tomoyo-chan,” Sakura said as she set her rlm@2: backpack and her rollerblades by Tomoyo’s bed. Sakura rlm@2: looked curiously at Tomoyo. The dark haired girl was setting rlm@2: up her video camera on a tripod. Sakura was a little nervous. rlm@2: She didn’t know what Tomoyo was doing, but earlier she had rlm@2: agreed to go along with whatever it was the dark haired girl rlm@2: was planning. rlm@2: Tomoyo was watching something while she was rlm@2: setting up. Sakura followed Tomoyo’s gaze. She was watching rlm@2: one of the tapes she’d recorded of Sakura. But this wasn’t one rlm@2: of the videos of her as Card Captor Sakura. It was normal rlm@2: Sakura on the screen, talking about her day and slowly rlm@2: rollerblading along. She could hear Tomoyo’s voice as well rlm@2: from behind the camera. rlm@2: Sakura sweatdropped and sat on the bed. She’d rlm@2: always found it strange that Tomoyo videotaped her, but rlm@2: Tomoyo just said that she was the most beautiful thing to rlm@2: watch. It was flattering, but Sakura still thought it was a little rlm@2: weird nonetheless. Tomoyo had been videotaping her for years rlm@2: now, but Sakura thought she’d never get entirely used to it. rlm@2: A young woman of fifteen, Tomoyo was no longer a rlm@2: little girl. Her long dark hair reached down past the small of rlm@2: her back. The elegance and grace she always had were still rlm@2: there in everything she did. Sakura shook herself from her rlm@2: thoughts when Tomoyo turned around, her long hair sweeping rlm@2: behind her. Her stormy blue eyes lit up at the sight of her love. rlm@2: Sakura had grown as well. She had filled out rather rlm@2: nicely over the years, turning many eyes her way. Her soft rlm@2: curves and her lean form granted the young woman an almost rlm@2: hypnotic beauty, which Tomoyo found herself getting lost in rlm@2: often. rlm@2: Tomoyo sat down beside Sakura. She laid her hand rlm@2: atop Sakura’s and smiled gently at her brown haired lover. rlm@2: “I’m really glad you could stay over tonight.” rlm@2: “Me too. I’m glad you’re mom let me even though rlm@2: she knows we’re going out and all,” Sakura said, blushing a rlm@2: little as she looked at Tomoyo. Tomoyo had been her best rlm@2: friend for the longest time, but now she was so much more rlm@2: to Sakura. rlm@2: “Yes. She was really understanding about it when rlm@2: I asked her,” Tomoyo said, nodding. rlm@2: “That’s good that she trusts us, then.” Sakura rlm@2: smiled. Shortly after they had started going out years ago, rlm@2: Sonomi had given them her blessing, apparently very happy rlm@2: about her daughter’s love life. rlm@2: “Especially since she isn’t going to be here,” rlm@2: Tomoyo said nervously. Her mother had seemed to understand rlm@2: all too well. Tomoyo could still remember the conspiratorial rlm@2: wink her mother had given her when she’d talked about rlm@2: being gone when Sakura was over. Sometimes Tomoyo rlm@2: thought that her mother saw them as what could have been rlm@2: with herself and Nadeshiko. rlm@2: “Oh…..” Sakura’s blush deepened. She and rlm@2: Tomoyo had made love for the first time about a month ago. rlm@2: The idea of spending the night with the other girl brought up rlm@2: some vivid memories. “Umm… What about your rlm@2: bodyguards?” rlm@2: “They’re still here,” Tomoyo said, smiling rlm@2: reassuringly. She realized Sakura was probably nervous. rlm@2: “Oh, that’s good,” Sakura said unconvincingly. rlm@2: She’d gotten to know Tomoyo’s bodyguards pretty well after rlm@2: she started going out with Tomoyo. It was embarrassing, but rlm@2: they often accompanied the two girls on some of their dates to rlm@2: keep an eye on Tomoyo. They were all really nice, if not a rlm@2: little intimidating at times. rlm@2: Sakura was snapped out of her thoughts by the feel of rlm@2: Tomoyo’s hand on her cheek. She turned to see the other girl rlm@2: gazing lovingly at her. “Aishiteru, Sakura-chan,” Tomoyo said rlm@2: happily. rlm@2: Sakura smiled back at her. “I love you too, Tomoyo- rlm@2: chan.” The two girls leaned closer. Sakura lost herself in rlm@2: Tomoyo’s deep, dark blue eyes. Their lips touched gently at rlm@2: first. Tomoyo’s usually pale cheeks were flushed as they rlm@2: kissed deeper. After what seemed an eternity, the two girls rlm@2: pulled away. Tomoyo smiled happily as she sat next to rlm@2: Sakura. She held the brown haired girl’s hand on her lap. rlm@2: “Tomoyo?” rlm@2: “What, Sakura-chan?” Tomoyo shook her head. She rlm@2: was a little dazed. She’d been thinking of many other quiet rlm@2: times spent with Sakura. rlm@2: “What exactly did you want to do? You were so rlm@2: excited about it when we were on the phone.” Sakura’s rlm@2: curiosity had been gnawing at her since she’d gotten off the rlm@2: phone with Tomoyo earlier. The feeling had increased when rlm@2: she had gotten to Tomoyo’s house. rlm@2: Tomoyo sat nervously. “Well, I wanted to…” The rlm@2: dark haired girl sighed, not knowing how to continue. “I rlm@2: wanted to videotape us.” rlm@2: Sakura blinked. “Sure. You do that all the time rlm@2: anyway.” She smiled, relieved that it hadn’t been anything rlm@2: big. rlm@2: “No, I mean I want to videotape us making love,” rlm@2: Tomoyo finally said. rlm@2: Sakura blushed deeply as she stared at the other girl. rlm@2: It was already strange for her when Tomoyo videotaped her, rlm@2: but this? “But.. but its such a private thing.” rlm@2: “So is you’re being Card Captor Sakura and I rlm@2: videotape that,” Tomoyo pointed out. “And I’m the only one rlm@2: who watches the videos, so no one else sees them.” rlm@2: “But why?” Sakura asked rlm@2: This time it was Tomoyo’s turn to blush. “I just think rlm@2: it would be interesting.” rlm@2: Sakura looked at her more intently. “Is that it?” she rlm@2: prodded. rlm@2: Tomoyo sighed. “I really love videotaping you and rlm@2: when I got to thinking about it, I had videos of you doing just rlm@2: about everything. I really wanted one of us, though. I really rlm@2: wanted to capture this on video. I love being able to record rlm@2: what you do and being able to catch a moment with you on rlm@2: video has been stuck in my mind for a while now.” rlm@2: “Like me wearing the costumes you make in bed?” rlm@2: Sakura asked. Tomoyo just nodded. “I don’t know, Tomoyo,” rlm@2: she said uneasily. Their love life certainly wasn’t boring, but rlm@2: Sakura was still a little shy about these things. rlm@2: “Please, Sakura-chan?” Tomoyo pleaded. rlm@2: After a moment of silence Sakura answered. “Okay, rlm@2: Tomoyo-chan. I’m still not so sure about this.” rlm@2: Tomoyo smiled happily. “Thank you, Sakura-chan.” rlm@2: She kissed the lighter haired girl briefly before getting up to rlm@2: check the video camera on its tripod. rlm@2: “I don’t have to wear a costume do I?” Sakura asked rlm@2: wearily. rlm@2: Tomoyo’s eyes lit up for a second as she thought rlm@2: about it. “That would be great, but I don’t think I have a rlm@2: costume ready yet.” rlm@2: Sakura sweatdropped. As she watched her girlfriend rlm@2: try to get the camera positioned correctly, she thought about rlm@2: all the times when they were younger when Tomoyo used to rlm@2: videotape her. How Tomoyo had always tried to record her rlm@2: adventures as Card Captor Sakura. And even when she wasn’t, rlm@2: the dark haired girl would often follow her around with her rlm@2: video camera. ‘By now,’ she thought to herself, ‘I should be rlm@2: used to her recording me. But then again, I never imagined I’d rlm@2: fall in love with her either, so maybe her filming us isn’t quite rlm@2: the same thing after all.’ rlm@2: Tomoyo took one last look through the camera lens rlm@2: before standing up. “There. That should be it.” She hugged rlm@2: the other girl warmly. “Thanks again, Sakura-chan.” rlm@2: “Don’t mention it,” Sakura said. ‘How did I let her rlm@2: talk me into this?’ She asked herself. rlm@2: Tomoyo sat down next to Sakura on the bed. Sakura rlm@2: stared at her for a minute nervously. She tried not to look at rlm@2: the camera. That only made her feel more nervous. She knew rlm@2: only Tomoyo would see the video so she didn’t know why she rlm@2: was so worried. She tried to concentrate on Tomoyo, but the rlm@2: butterflies in her stomach only seemed to get worse. She rlm@2: waited for the dark haired girl to say something, but Tomoyo rlm@2: seemed content to just watch her. “What now?” Sakura finally rlm@2: asked. rlm@2: Tomoyo thought about it for a second. She got up to rlm@2: change the camera’s position a last time. “You could take off rlm@2: your clothes while I finish this,” she suggested. rlm@2: Sakura turned around before starting to shyly rlm@2: unbutton her shirt. When she finished she turned around to see rlm@2: Tomoyo standing behind her wearing nothing but a smile. rlm@2: Sakura blushed as she looked at Tomoyo’s creamy white skin. rlm@2: “You’re so cute, Sakura-chan,” Tomoyo smiled rlm@2: warmly as she crawled up next to Sakura. She started pulling rlm@2: Sakura’s shirt off, leaving the other girl’s bare shoulders rlm@2: exposed at first. She finally had Sakura’s shirt off while rlm@2: Sakura unzipped her skirt before sliding it off. Sakura’s blush rlm@2: deepened as she sat clad only in her undergarments. She felt rlm@2: Tomoyo’s hand on her own and turned to the other girl. rlm@2: Tomoyo kissed Sakura softly at first. Sakura felt her heart rlm@2: beating quickly as she kissed back. The kiss hit Sakura like a rlm@2: tidal wave. Emotions flooded her as the soft kiss grew rlm@2: between them. It felt as if her whole life had led up to this rlm@2: point. The nervousness started fading in her mind. This was rlm@2: right. The camera didn’t matter. Being in Tomoyo’s arms, rlm@2: here with her, that mattered. rlm@2: Sakura heard the girl she loved moan gently as she rlm@2: placed a hand on her bare breast. Tomoyo started unclasping rlm@2: Sakura’s bra as they kissed. The two finally separated, gasping rlm@2: for air. rlm@2: “Sakura-chan…” Tomoyo sighed happily. Her hand rlm@2: stroked Sakura’s warm, flushed cheek before drawing her rlm@2: closer for another kiss. The two girls embraced tightly. Sakura rlm@2: was surprised to feel Tomoyo’s breasts press against hers. The rlm@2: sensation of the other girl’s flesh against her own was rlm@2: invigorating. She kissed Tomoyo back passionately as she rlm@2: pushed her back on the bed. The camera was by now long rlm@2: forgotten in her mind. The room was filled with soft moans as rlm@2: both girls’ hands started roaming the others body. Sakura rlm@2: delighted at the sounds coming from Tomoyo as her hands rlm@2: passed over Tomoyo’s sensitive womanhood before heading rlm@2: back up along her stomach. Sakura’s coos counterpointed rlm@2: them as Tomoyo’s gently caressed Sakura’s firm breasts. rlm@2: Their hands continued moving, exploring the soft curves of rlm@2: the other. Their lips met again and again as they continued thei rlm@2: passionate dance. rlm@2: Tomoyo was in heaven. She never felt more alive rlm@2: than when she was with Sakura, wherever that may be. She rlm@2: was happy just being around the other girl. Feeling Sakura’s rlm@2: body against her own played havoc on her senses. The sweet rlm@2: smell of her short hair, the wonderful taste of her lips, the rlm@2: sounds she could hear from Sakura’s beautiful voice, her soft rlm@2: touch, and the perfect sight of the other girl looking back at rlm@2: her with those big green eyes. rlm@2: Sakura ran her hand through Tomoyo’s long, dark rlm@2: hair and then down along Tomoyo’s smooth back. She felt rlm@2: Tomoyo’s hand slide into her panties, past her light brown rlm@2: curls. She moaned the other girl’s name as Tomoyo started rlm@2: rubbing Sakura’s entrance. Sakura whimpered when Tomoyo rlm@2: started slowing down before heading up again. “Tomoyo….” rlm@2: She said breathlessly, craving the dark haired girl’s soft touch. rlm@2: Tomoyo’s fingers hooked Sakura’s panties and slid them rlm@2: down past her legs. Sakura’s now bare legs spread out in front rlm@2: of her. The sight of Tomoyo sitting there long hair flowing rlm@2: across her shoulders left Sakura breathless. rlm@2: Tomoyo shifted on top of Sakura and moved so her rlm@2: legs were on either side of the other girl’s face. She gently rlm@2: pushed Sakura’s legs apart and leaned down, enjoying the rlm@2: musky sent. Sakura shuddered as she felt Tomoyo’s warm rlm@2: breath against her sensitive skin. Tomoyo moved closer, rlm@2: gasping when she felt Sakura’s tongue flick across her nether rlm@2: lips. Sakura waited in anticipation for Tomoyo, still feeling the rlm@2: other girl’s breath against her. She moved her legs farther rlm@2: apart as she waited. Finally she felt Tomoyo’s finger gently rlm@2: tracing her entrance. She moaned at the feeling. She went back rlm@2: to what she’d been doing, her tongue gently moving over rlm@2: Tomoyo's womanhood. rlm@2: Tomoyo used her free hand to spread Sakura’s petals, rlm@2: supporting herself with the other hand. Sakura squirmed under rlm@2: her. She smiled as she leaned forward, tasting Sakura. It was rlm@2: intoxicating to her. Every little movement Sakura made rlm@2: reverberated through Tomoyo’s being. Every sound brought a rlm@2: smile to her lips. rlm@2: “Tomoyo…” Sakura vaguely heard herself say, lost rlm@2: in the moment. Her tongue pushed into Tomoyo, her passion rlm@2: filled mind spurring her on. The moans of the two lovers rlm@2: mingled in the quiet room. Sakura felt the feelings within her rlm@2: build as Tomoyo’s tongue stroked against her pearl. Tomoyo rlm@2: brushed against it again and again with her tongue before her rlm@2: lips closed around the tiny nub. “Tomoyo-chan… Yes, rlm@2: Tomoyo-chan,” Sakura moaned as Tomoyo suckled on her rlm@2: pearl. Sakura’s head moved back between Tomoyo’s legs, a rlm@2: voice in the back of her mind telling her to keep it up, that it rlm@2: was almost done. She tried to concentrate as the waves of heat rlm@2: passed through her body. rlm@2: Tomoyo shifted her legs as she felt Sakura’s tongue rlm@2: inside her again. This feeling of utter bliss encompassed her. rlm@2: She wouldn’t last much longer. She felt Sakura squirming rlm@2: under her again, moaning softly. Both girls were close to rlm@2: climax. Tomoyo placed a hand on Sakura’s thigh, the soft skin rlm@2: enticing her to continue. Sakura moaned one last time before rlm@2: her muscles contracted. She took a shuddering breath as she rlm@2: reached orgasm. Her world was set on fire for one brief rlm@2: moment. She closed her eyes tightly, her world dissolving rlm@2: around her as she floated on a hazy cloud of pleasure. She rlm@2: barely remembered to keep up her pace with Tomoyo, wanting rlm@2: the other girl to reach the little piece of heaven as well. rlm@2: Tomoyo arched her back as the sensations spread rlm@2: through her whole body. She panted, her heart racing as she rlm@2: neared her own climax. Her breathing quickened as every rlm@2: muscle in her body seemed to tense up. It was all too much for rlm@2: her. Sakura’s body moving beneath her, the warmth growing rlm@2: between her legs that the other girl tended to, the small sounds rlm@2: they both made, mixing together. The feelings of love and rlm@2: passion rushing between the two girls. It quickly built up for rlm@2: Tomoyo. “Sakura-chan!” She got out before she was rocked rlm@2: by her own orgasm. As the sudden crashing wave slowly wore rlm@2: off, she rolled off of Sakura and curled up beside her. rlm@2: “Tomoyo-chan,” Sakura whispered breathlessly. Her rlm@2: fingers lovingly traced the dark haired girl’s lips. She rolled on rlm@2: top of Tomoyo. She moved so she could see Tomoyo’s face, rlm@2: and look into those beautiful eyes. She kissed the other girl as rlm@2: she lay on top of her. What had she been so worried about to rlm@2: begin with? She tried to think, but nothing came to mind. She rlm@2: yawned as Tomoyo’s arms wrapped around her. Right now, rlm@2: she just wanted to lie there. She didn’t want to think or to rlm@2: move. Just lie there with Tomoyo. rlm@2: Tomoyo smiled softly and kissed Sakura’s forehead rlm@2: as they lay on the bed. Her long dark hair draped across her rlm@2: upper body. Her head gently nuzzled Sakura’s neck as they rlm@2: started to slip off to sleep. A soft warm glow filled the two of rlm@2: them. rlm@2: rlm@2: Sakura woke up to the sound of moaning. She rlm@2: blushed and sat up, looking around nervously. She saw rlm@2: Tomoyo and herself in the midst of their love making. rlm@2: Tomoyo was playing it back again from the video. rlm@2: “Tomoyo!” Sakura hit the other girl with a pillow. rlm@2: The dark haired girl laughed and leaned against Sakura. rlm@2: “What?” rlm@2: “Do you have to watch that now?” Sakura asked, rlm@2: blushing. It was strange seeing everything happen all over rlm@2: again on the screen. Her blush reddened as she watched the rlm@2: events unfold. She turned to Tomoyo and noticed the other girl rlm@2: was entranced by the video. Sakura sweatdropped. “Tomoyo- rlm@2: chan?” rlm@2: “Yes?” The dark haired girl asked after a moment. rlm@2: “Are you happy now?” Sakura looked down at the rlm@2: bed when she heard herself call Tomoyo’s name in the middle rlm@2: of it all. rlm@2: Tomoyo nodded and smiled brightly. “Thank you, rlm@2: Sakura-chan.” rlm@2: Sakura smiled a bit herself. She did love the intimate rlm@2: moments she spent with her love, and she did make Tomoyo rlm@2: happy. So maybe it wasn’t so bad after all. All’s well that ends rlm@2: well. Her smile grew as she looked over at Tomoyo. She saw rlm@2: Tomoyo looking at something behind her. She slowly craned rlm@2: her neck around to see what it was. One of the battle costumes rlm@2: Tomoyo made for her lay unused on the dark haired girl’s rlm@2: desk. Sakura turned quickly to see Tomoyo still looking at the rlm@2: costume and thinking about something. “Tomoyo-chan…” rlm@2: Sakura said wearily. rlm@2: Tomoyo smiled again and tilted her head to the side. rlm@2: “But Sakura-chan, I’d be the only one to see it. You would be rlm@2: so cute in it. And I would love to videotape that.” rlm@2: Sakura sighed. She knew where this was going. rlm@2: rlm@2: