There's rain humming outside the windows, casting silvery shadows across the room. Sunita's skin seems to ripple in the watery light, these flickers of green appearing here and there.
Her hands are as soft and relentless as the water outside, pushing April up onto her back and carefully tugging off her clothes. She wraps her fingers around April's palm, tracing her calluses with a look of appreciation.
April's hands close reflexively around hers, squeezing tight. Sunita goes still.
"Are you sure?" she asks carefully.
April turns the question over her head carefully, considering every angle, every way this could go right or wrong.
"Yeah," she says firmly. She lets Sunita's hand go and tilts her head back, taking a deep breath.
Sunita lets out a soft, pleased hum and shifts farther down Emma's body, gently nudging her legs apart. She takes a moment to just lit her nose rest in the thick, dark fluff of April's pubic hair, taking deep breaths like she's sniffing up a goddamn perfume.
"Come on," April moans, impatient. Sunita lets out a low chuckle, the heat of her breath fluttering over April's cock and sending her skin tingling. Her heart thumps quick and wild, loud enough to drown out the rain.
Sunita's tongue flicks out and rubs across April's length, testing the nerves, looking for the places that make her breath catch. She teases and snuffles at hypersensitive skin with just a hint of teeth.
The movements aren't that different from the way April eats Sunita's pussy, to be honest. She looks down at Sunita's eyes narrowed in concentration and thinks fondly of what it would be like to do just that, reduce her girl to a jelly-legged mess. Then her girl flicks her tongue just so, and April's thoughts vanish in the blinding flash of her own pleasure.
"Fuck," she breathes, legs arching on either side of Sunita's head. Sunita glances up at her with a sardonic twinkle in her eye, something glistening on her lips. April moans at the sight, running greedy hands through Sunita's hair.
"Steady," Sunita whispers. She rubs herself against April's covers, a not-quite-human gurgle rippling at the edge of her words. "Steady, love."
She bends her head again, but this time the flickers of green swell and flow across her skin. The fingers on April's waist shift in texture, fingers lengthening to caress the curve of her ass.
They pause for a second. Sunita's giving April a chance to say no to this whole new level of weirdness, and she very deliberately chooses not to take. She offers Sunita a reassuring, scratching soothing hands across her scalp.
So Sunita begins to spill, little droplets tumbling onto April's cock. It's like the rain, only warmer, and with enough force behind it that it feels like kisses instead. Like she's touching April's cock in a thousand different places at once, and Jesus fuck, April can't breathe.
"Sunny--" The word is caught off in a sharp little gasp as the drops begin to move, like a chorus of tiny mouths dragging through her hair, licking and kisses. April squirms frantically, unable to hold back a hungry little whine.
The droplets suddenly stop moving and she groans. "For fuck's sake!"
"Patience," Sunita's mouth isn't really a mouth anymore; her voice rumbles through April's cock and pierces straight to her core. She lets out an ungainly yelp, head arching back so that for a second all she can see is a disorienting haze of window-blurred drops.
"I've got you...." Sunita burbles something, a pet name of some kind in her language. April doubts it could be translated into human tongue, but she understands the way it feels on her sensitive flesh right now.
The little droplet-kisses start to pull away, and April starts to let out a moan of protest. It's cut off in a squeal, though, as Sunita's goopy green head comes together just in time to fucking engulf her. A wave of shining green engulfs her enough to lap the curve of April's hips, and it's all licking and rippling and teasing her in ways that she didn't think possible outside of actual paradise.
When she comes, it's with a wave of bright heat, fierce enough to turn a storm into hissing steam. The shockwave hits Sunita in some way, tearing through her entire body as the white vanishes into green, sending her rolling up over April to cover her in a way of jiggling emerald.
It should be confusing, terrifying, maybe even sickening. It's not. It's a body pressing down on hers, filling her with its heat and the reflection of its pleasure, hers, theirs. Sunita is practically in April's pores now, and April never wants to get her out.
So she savors every second until their quivering dies down, Sunita pulling away just enough to morph into a solid form. She buries her face into April's shoulder, taking deep, steadying breaths. The rain keeps up around the house, its even beat pulling them back to earth.
“Crazy,” April whispers, her voice thick with awe. Sunita kisses her on the neck, and that one touch makes April want to tremble almost as much as the multitudes had.
“You love it,” Sunita replies, reaching down her hand to wrap around April’s again.