Momo’s tense breath left her mouth and warmed Servi’s lips. Her palms went around Momo’s waist and slid up and down. Conversely, the Singi wanted nothing more than to hold her lover’s face with her own two hands.  

Time slowed to a crawl.  

Both girls knew what had to be done next.  

Blue stared into red, and red into blue. An affectionate tail wrapped around Servi’s hands to warm them—the ultimate proof a Singi could give to the person they loved.  

Electrical sparks nearly materialized when they leaned in. Their noses brushed against each other as the distance continued to shrink. 

“Mmph…” One of the girls very quietly moaned as their lips finally connected, imparting months worth of affection and love that had been building up.   

Momo closed her eyes, her whole body shuddering from a massive amount of relief. What followed next was pleasure—plain and simple. Servi rolled over after holding Momo close to her body until she was on bottom. Their lips were still in the middle of a rather amateurish kiss devoid of fancy technique.  

Servi leaned away from the kiss, but she pressed her breasts against Momo’s chest. The Singi realized she was running out of oxygen and gasped for air. All the while, she looked so adorable, laying there on her back with her moist lips curled into a lovingly little smile. “So…” she said between gasps. “That was a real kiss… A really real one… A friendship—” 

Servi moved to attack, planting her lips back to where she believed they rightly belonged. “A friendship kiss can’t compare, can it?” she asked. She licked her lips, noticing Momo was slightly squirming. Her hands reached up and held Servi’s cheeks a second time. Her eyes were just so filled with the love she had for the favorite Human in her life.  

“Servy, I love you. I really do. I don’t know when these feelings started, but they did, and I’m so thankful they did. After spending all this time together, I couldn’t imagine loving anyone but you… When Claire suddenly asked me, I denied my love at first, but then my chest started to hurt… My confession was clumsy and unorganized at Claire's house… And I had one now… But… I don’t think I need to say it, do I?” 

“That kiss was your confession, and it passed your feelings to me… To make it fair, I think it’s my turn. All-day today, I constantly couldn’t keep focus because my whole mind was occupied by you…” Servi said. “I love how you laugh… I love how protective you get over me… I loved it when you carried me like a princess, when we slept together, when we bathed together… When we trained and practiced… When you cheered me on during the tournament… When you panicked after getting a haircut because I stumbled away… Every moment I spent with you… I wouldn’t dare want to overwrite those memories. You’re someone truly special to me... More than anything, I need you in my life… To make a long story short, I simply love you with all my heart.” 

Tears welled up in Momo’s eyes from sheer happiness. “I feel like…like I’m floating on a cloud… It feels like a hundred butterflies are in my stomach… Servy…” 

“Mosie…”  

With her confession spoken and accepted, Servi realized it was time to move on. She pushed off the bed and lent a hand to her darling, who graciously took it. 

“When we hold hands now…it isn’t going to be as friends, is it?” Momo asked as she stood up. Her skirt had folded up just slightly, allowing her thighs to peek out, but she didn’t fix it.  

Instead of answering verbally, Servi took a play out of Momo’s book. She took her free hand and very softly grabbed Momo’s chin. She angled her hair up just slightly and went in for another kiss. Passion reigned supreme inside the sexually charged atmosphere. Servi brought both her hands to Momo’s shoulders, and she slid them down until they grasped the hem of the pink-haired girl’s shirt.  

Momo raised her arms, giving permission by way of her actions. Rather than spending time taking it off, Servi just absorbed it to get it over with.  

“I didn’t want… To let anything… Get in the way… Of our… Kissing…” Servi passionately said. Her hormones were running hard and fast, and she was definitely feeling something lustful. She pressed her hands against Momo’s incredibly warm skin, sending little jolts of excitement up the Singi's spine. Her moans escaped through her occupied lips.

“Then… Just take it all off… Servy… Hhmmm… Mmmph…” Momo replied with just as much fervor. In a flash, Momo’s bra vanished with her skirt and panties, leaving only her socks.  A moment later, Servi was truly baring it all.

The ravenous kissing continued, with all of the sound unable to be contained. Bravery, or perhaps it’d be apt to call it lust, gave Momo the courage to use her tongue. During an especially charged moment where Servi used Air Step to make a platform behind Momo for her to lean against, the naughty Singi skipped her tongue right inside Servi’s mouth. She welcomed it—giving it a hero's welcome in adoration and love.  

Servi knew she couldn’t kiss Momo forever, even though she wanted to, because other spots needed her love, care, and attention. One such location was Momo’s neck.  

But Momo beat her to the punch. In heavy breaths, she explained something she absolutely had to do. “In our culture… Other than our tails, there’s… Something else… Your…neck. Let me lick it…” Her body was so sweaty, but that didn’t cross her mind as she pulled back from the long kiss. Her face was like that of a maiden falling in true love. Her cheeks were so flushed.  

Servi wasn’t much better. She silently listened to her lover and raised her head just a bit. Singi instinct forced itself to the forefront of Momo’s mind, and she went for her. Her mouth opened wide as a thick tongue coated that delicious neck with her proof of love. She placed a couple of kisses, but her tongue was used for the vast majority.  

“The neck… Grampy said it’s important… Just like our tail…” Momo explained. She found it strenuous to talk, but she kept it up. Servi removed the Air Step platform and wrapped her arms around her waist. She carried the girl licking her neck to the bed, turned around, and sat down.  

Momo was back to sitting in Servi’s lap. The tender words she spoke were enough to halt the ferocious Momo and her dastardly kicking spree. “I’m not a Singi… But… I want to…lick your neck.” 

Momo just nodded, her head a foggy maze of miraculously new pleasures and feelings. In this state, Momo was liable to say yes to anything Servi asked. She launched it off with a series of quick kisses to judge Momo’s moans. Next was the proof of love from a Human to a Singi. 

Oh… Servy's tongue… Her kisses feel so good…  

Servi had fun kissing and licking her adorable lover, but she was starting to feel something warm drip down her crotch. “Momo, have you…touched yourself before?” 

Momo tenderly nodded. Servi turned her around until her back rested against Servi's chest. “I do it…thinking of you…Servy. You’re all that’s in my mind…when I put a finger inside me… I can’t…wait...” She grabbed Servi’s hand and brought it to her chest. Her modest, small breasts were just as sensitive and soft as Servi’s. She circled her palms around those perky nipples, licking the back of Momo’s neck and lapping up her delicious sweat. A few pinches here and there followed by a sensual massage of her stomach almost brought her to tears. Servi used her hands to the fullest extent, using what carnal knowledge rested inside her head.  

AAaaahhhh!!!! More… Servy, touch me more… I need it!!!” 

“Servy…” Momo whined. Her body quivered, a set of fingers went back to stop Servi’s hand from any more teasing. More forcibly this time, she forced it to her crotch while opening her legs even more. Servi scooted back far enough to where if she laid down, she’d land her pretty head in the pillow and telekinetically pulled Momo to her. There was absolutely no one else in the room, but the Singi found it exciting that her moist peach was on full display.  

“Hmm… You’re so wet… It’s slimy…” Servi whispered. She teased Momo’s pussy lips with a comforting rub, making sure not to slip a finger in. Her thumb reached up, faintly brushing her pretty clitoris. The Singi gritted her teeth and tensed up as she experienced an orgasm that didn’t compare to what she received this morning. She pressed all  her weight against Servi and looked up with blissful tears. Servi leaned her head down and connected their lips again.  

Momo’s moans reverberated through her lips and into Servi’s mouth. She became braver with her teasing. Before going too far, she pulled her hand up and away from Momo’s crotch to her face. It was just drenched in the Singi’s essence.

That’s…Servy’s and mines… I’m that…wet? It’s never been like that… But… Clean it… Momo slowly reached out to grab Servi’s moistened hands. She took that index finger and brought it to her mouth, tasting a mix of her love juices and Servi’s flavor. She sucked it long and hard—long enough for the girl rubbing her chest to bring her to the pinnacle of pleasure again.  

“Mosie, you don't have to hold it in... You can be as loud as you want… I used Silentium Fluctus… Sound can't escape this room,” Servi whispered. “I want to listen to your moans… It’s sexy knowing you’re feeling this good from my touch alone… It makes me happy…” 

Momo immediately followed up on that.  

She screamed to the high heavens and just allowed herself to go absolutely wild, refusing to suffocate her delectable exclaims of pleasure.

"Ahhhhhhh!!! AAAHAHHHHH!!!! More!!!!! SERVY!!!!!!!!! MMMNNNNNN!!!!"

Each moan sent a jolt of recognition through Servi’s heart. All the while, she made sure her tongue always stayed on that finger. She must’ve danced it around four or five times, from the nail to where it connected to the hand.

“My turn… Servy, it’s…my turn.” Momo removed the finger she sucked on and turned around. Servi cupped her lover’s cheeks and kissed her once more. Then she laid down and held her arms up. Momo crawled right into them. She latched her ready mouth onto Servi’s generous bosoms. It was like she was a nursing babe. She squeezed and molded those boobs, not stopping until she had every millimeter of Servi's chest committed to memory.  

My breasts have never been this sensitive before… Mmmn… “Aaahhh!!! Mosie!!!” Servi cried out. The Singi switched from the left boob to the right, her tongue enjoying the monopoly it had on Servi's breasts. In that instance, Momo believed there was nothing tastier in the world. 

“I want…to make you scream louder… Servy, I want to hear your sweet voice…” Momo wiped her mouth and looked up at Servi’s lecherous face. She was panting like a dog. “I know what I have to do…” The Singi stuck out her tongue and licked and kissed nearly all of Servi’s body while she made her way down south. She made a stop at Servi's stomach and slathered it with her tongue and kisses. Shivers were sent through Servi’s body, so Momo marked that as a place where she needed to give some more love too. She also didn’t fail to notice the way Servi clenched the bed’s blankets or sheets in response.  

Still, Momo kept tunneling down until she came to the source of her lover's feminine scent.

I’ve never seen one but my own, but she’s so pretty… And there’s no hair… And she's so wet.. Is that where she touched n me? That spot right there… I want to lick it… I want to taste Servy even more…and eat her up... 

Momo had spotted something sensitive to touch, and she slowly moved in with her tongue out. Perhaps it was Servi’s extreme lack of self-pleasure that made her so susceptible to Momo’s magical licking, but she nonetheless arched her back and moaned in ecstasy. Hearing the girl she loved vocally express herself in a way she hadn’t seen before did wonders for Momo. She hooked her arms around Servi’s thighs and moved down just a bit to those glistening pussy lips. To her, they just looked so juicy that she couldn’t take it. A feeling in her heart wanted to dive right in.  

She investigated with the tip of her tongue for a second, and upon feeling a quiver scurry up Servi’s body, knew she could proceed.  

You’re delicious, Servy… Momo thought, moving her face back for a moment. A mix of sweet and salty passed by her taste buds, but as for the smell? Her hormones transformed Servi’s naturally mild, musky scent into something Momo truly desired. Suddenly, a hand came from above and guided Momo’s mouth back down.  

“Don’t…stop… Mosie… Keep going…” Servi begged. She bit her lip and panted like she was in heat. That got Momo’s tail wagging, and she smiled while driving back in. Now that she had some experience, she used her tongue more in conjunction with her hands to spread Servi right open. A treasure of pink stared back…and it was all glistening with so much liquid she was afraid she was going to drown.  Closing her eyes, she stuck out her tongue and intruded upon a place where only fingers had been before.  

That moist pink appendage was seemingly hotter than a charcoal stone left out in the summer sun, but Servi’s pussy was even hotter. Her inside folds caressingly pushed against and squashed the forthcoming intruder. Momo took it as a challenge, and she redoubled her efforts while slobber flowed down her chin. She didn’t even want to take a moment to swallow.  But Momo did use a few precious seconds to lick her lips, then she took a small break to kiss Servi’s thighs. Something told the Singi that she couldn’t just focus on one spot. She had to divide out the love she wanted to give.  

Instinct was strong in certain races, but it was the strongest in the cat-like Singi.  

Momo arched her back downward, trying to rub her budding breasts against the bed’s soft blankets. That failed, bordering on the cusp of uncomfortableness, but she had a backup. Her left hand unhooked itself from Servi’s thighs and slowly made its way down the Singi’s body. She came to her own moist crotch and began to finger herself. She began to pant more and more, and each exasperated inhale meant she’d was consuming more and more of her lover’s scent.  

The oral pleasure and masturbation continued for a while more, eventually only stopping when Servi couldn’t take it. She gripped her head and writhed in pleasure, going so far as to wrap her trembling legs around Momo’s head. She was pressed up against Servi’s lower lips, her tongue continuing to lap up those delicious juices as if she was dying of thirst.  

“Aaahhh!!!!” Servi screamed. Her feminine liquids squirted out, splashing Momo in the face as she attempted to follow her core instincts to swallow what she could. The strength in Servi’s leg vanished, and Momo licked her lips. She crawled back up Servi’s body and cupped her mouth back over her breasts. Her knee pressed into Servi’s crotch by just a little, and it was clear Momo had excellent instincts.

“Gods… I…can’t… Fuck... That was so good…” Servi exclaimed. She took deep breaths and tried to say something else, but Momo was an expert with her mouth. She brought Servi to the chalice of pleasure just moments later by her tongue and knee alone.

I wanna kiss her again… Momo flicked Servi’s nipples with a tongue as she pushed her sweaty chest against Servi’s breasts. Their lips connected once more after Momo licked Servi from her neck to her mouth. The naughty Human gripped her hands around Momo’s butt and played with it. She squeezed it, spreading her open by venturing an adventurous finger closer to Momo’s soaked snatch.  

“Did… Did you.. Aaahhh!!! Like… Like it? Did you like it…?” Momo said between kisses. She shuddered just a bit when Servi inserted her middle finger into Momo’s warmest of spots.  

“That was out…of this world… But… I think… It’s my turn… It isn’t fair…for you… Mosie… I need to taste you… I need to hear your moans… Gods, I love you so much!” 

“Don’t…remove your finger… Not yet… Servy, I…think I’m almost there… Just a little… Mmmmmnnnnnn…. Aaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!” Momo’s lewd exasperations sounded like sweet, sweet music to Servi’s ears. She came hard again for what felt like the sixth or seventh time as the strength and reason vanished. Servi removed her finger and brought them to her mouth. What dropped down reminded her of the sweetest ambrosia, and she had to taste test it. As if it was a phallic object, Servi kicked her finger’s shaft, transferring the lewdness to her mouth. She sucked it clean, then Momo wanted to do the same thing, only instead of her sweet essence, it was Servi’s saliva. Together, they took turns licking it for a few seconds.  

Soon, it was time for a position change. Servi embraced Momo and helped her lay down. She stared up with those big blue eyes and a satisfied expression. Servi kissed her lips once before gradually moving down. Her tongue passed by her neck, stopping for a minute or so by her perky breasts. As small as they were, Servi gave them just as much care and love as Momo gave her boobs. She massaged them with her tongue, used her hands to curl around the underside, and slightly pushed up while a thumb gently kneaded her nipples.  

Momo rubbed Servi’s head and moaned ever-slightly louder, which meant it was time for her to continue. She lapped up the sweat accumulating on Momo’s bey, then finally found the holy grail she was looking for. Compared to before, Momo was doubly wet and absolutely drenched. If she were to slip a pair of panties on, they’d be ruined in half a second at most. And it wasn’t just around her pussy lips. Her whole crotch and inner thighs glistened in the atmospheric light provided by Lux Sphere.  

The whimsical glow of a passionate evening brought by a clouded sky blocking the moon was slightly tarnished. Those Lux Spheres were more of a hindrance, and Servi willed them out of existence before getting started. She rubbed her cheeks against those thighs and licked and sniffed, taking Momo’s incredibly feminine scent for herself. This teasing lasted for longer than Momo wanted, and she soon squirmed since her salaciousness was at an all-time high. She couldn’t help but focus back and realize what was about to happen to her was what she did to her darling Servi. She even felt her lover’s tender breath whisk against her dripping crotch.  

It was too much, and she found herself begging Servi. “Please… I can’t…wait anymore… Servy…” 

Servi kissed the thigh she licked one more time before diving right in. The moment she flicked her tongue against those moist, pink lips, the most lovely moan flowed from Momo’s purring mouth. Servi alternated between focusing on the outside of those lips and the clitoris. Before, she was partially afraid she was too rough, but she realized she was doing just fine. She didn’t know how, but she knew that the right way was to slowly start the pleasure at a low level and gradually increase.  

Servi did just that between enjoying the flavor of her lover. However, she did majorly focus on her own satisfaction. This had the side effect of being fine because what Servi wanted was just what Momo desired at that very moment.  

Servi’s tongue slipped in, pushing against the innermost folds of a girl’s most sensitive palace. Meanwhile, her hands found it proper to reach up and fondle Momo’s breasts. They pinched her nipples with all the force of a bee landing on a flower.  

For over an hour, Servi took full advantage of her ability to survive without breathing. She kept her head right between Momo’s legs, never putting her tongue back in her mouth for a second.  

Momo’s entire body trembled from the overdose of pleasure. What sent her overboard on her loud vocalizations of pleasure and lust was when Servi’s hand ventured to massage Momo’s clitoris. She had played it a couple of times while Servi was busy, but she couldn’t keep enough reason in her mind to continue for longer than a few seconds. That was because Servi would scrape her tongue all around Momo’s folds and cause her to orgasm. She would always inadvertently wrap her legs around Servi during this and grab onto the bed almost hard enough to tear right through it.  

By her third oral orgasm, Momo’s concupiscence had been satiated so many times that her own lewd scent filled the entire room. Their sexual passion—especially Servi’s reluctance to move her head away—also caused the young Singi to sweat enough to fill a lake. Her skin was so slimy and wet.  

To Servi, that meant flavor. For a brief moment, probably not longer than fifteen seconds, she trailed around Momo’s body with her tongue to give the girl an ephemeral break to regain her sense of self. She had just enough time to fill her empty lungs with more air before she was screaming Servi’s name a second time.  

Another hour went by, and Servi didn’t even notice Momo had passed out somewhere along the way. She moved her head away from Momo’s very soaked crotch and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Her own hormones caused the immortal to breathe hard as she stared at Momo’s face. The girl had lost consciousness with her eyes squinted as her face took on an expression of a relishing afterglow.  

“The bed is completely sopping wet… Guess we went kinda hard there…” Servi sat on her knees and stared at Momo’s naked form. Her barely-there breasts were just so lovely to stare at. The sense of finger herself welled up, and Servi found herself hunched over Momo’s breasts. She sucked and licked to her fill until she squirted all over the bed, soiling it even more.  

Hearty sighs flowed out as she used that beautiful chest as a pillow. A groan escaped her mouth, and she knew she had to clean up. The last thing she wanted was for Momo to get sick after sleeping in a bed doused with their combined liquids.  

Do not worry, Servi. I’ll dry the both of you off and pull out a clean bed. I’m…not sure what really happened since I tried to give you two privacy, but you seem to be worn out.  Itarr said. She was busy doing a little bit of research and testing with her ID in a way to improve it. She was nearly on the cusp of a breakthrough, so that was what the Goddess focused on amidst the cries and shouts of passionate lust.  

It was difficult to concentrate, to say the least.  

“Okay… Thanks, Itarr. I love you…” Servi whispered. She went full dead weight as her mouth seemingly found her lover’s nipples to suckle. Like a babe, she eventually drifted off to the magnificent world of dreams while a Goddess temporarily assumed the position of Divine Maid.