Karai shudders at her touch, eyes flickering from green to brown and back again. "Shini," she rasps, fingers tangled in the sheets. "Shini, I--"
"Hush," Shini murmurs, planting a soft kiss on her forehead. "It's all right, love, let it out."
Karai lets out a low groan, head snapping back as scales ripple across her skin like a tidal wave. "I can't hold it back," she tries to protest. "I can't..."
"Then don't," Shini says firmly, keeping Karai's head in place with a gentle hand as she plants more kisses along her temple. "I want to see you."
Karai tries for a chuckle. "You--you're sure about tha--ah!" Her eyes flutter shut as Shini's hand slips between her legs, and then there are scales flashing across her skin, like stars winking to life. She throws her head back with a groan.
"So beautiful," Shini breathes.
Karai shakes her head, shuddering. "D-don't be stupid."
Shini just giggles, planting more kisses along Karai's rippling forehead, making her way down her cheekbone. Karai's hair rustles anxiously across the pillow as it appears, disappears, and reappears in the space between heartbeats.
"You like you're made of stars," she whispers, taking care to kiss each scale that sprouts from Karai's cheekbone before it can vanish again. "Like a constellation come to life." Her finger rubs gently over Karai's clit.
Karai rolls her eyes. "Such a poet--gah!" She sucks in a sharp breath as Shini drags her tongue down Karai's bare, heaving collarbone.
Shini smiles from where she's got her head propped on Karai's chest. "You were saying?"
Karai twists away to glare up at a wall. "Shut up."
"Okay." Shini throws herself back into her work with a vengeance, puffing warm air and planting wet kisses along Karai's muscular shoulders, her flexing arms. She slides farther back to trace Karai's breasts with her fingers and tongue, humming as they run through her fingers like silk.
Karai groans, the constellation rippling as scales dance across her skin. Shini grabs her hand and kisses it hard, letting herself savor the calluses on Karai's palm. She moves on to the other, lapping and nibbling at Karai's fingers until she's satisfied, refusing to let Karai pull her hand away until she's good and ready.
When she returns to Karai's breasts, her nipples have started to harden--in more ways than one. Shini rolls the scaly little nubs around her in her throat, savoring the taste--it's cool and bright all at once, a bit like what the night sky tastes like. The little sounds Karai makes are the icing on the cake.
She moves on her with her worship, kissing and touching her way down Karai's heaving sides, the flexing muscles of her abdomen. She turns Karai just enough to savor the perfect curve of her back, smiling as it wriggles sinuously between her tongue.
"Why," Karai grits out as Shini moves to her hips, nibbling at the curve of her ass. "Why," she repeats desperately, even her hands clutch hungrily in Shini's hair.
Shini looks up at her, gaze steady, even though she's already wet and trembling with her own want. "Because I thought I lost you," she says, with a hint of steel. "And now I want to savor you to make up for all that lost time." She bites Karai's thigh gently. "And because you deserve to be worshiped, love."
Karai whimpers a protest, but Shini doesn't care. She makes her slow, steady way down Karai's trembling leg, losing herself in every flex and bend. Her fingers prod and squeeze at human flesh, her teeth gently scrape over glinting scales.
She maps her constellation down to the toes, sucking each one in her mouth. Then Shini moves back up the other leg, forcing herself to go slow even though both she and Karai are practically vibrating with anticipation by now.
Karai's cunt is so sweet and wet when she finally gets there. Shini takes a moment to just savor the smell before she lips her head between Karai's legs, letting out a moan as she flicks her tongue over pink, trembling flesh.
If the rest of Karai's body tastes like the night sky, she thinks, then this is a drop of sunlight. Rich and pure and so exquisite it makes her head light.
She places little kisses along Karai's clit, over the scales glistening among her pubic hair, over the whole wet pulsing mass of her folds. Karai sobs impatiently, hips jerking to the point of almost clocking Shini in the face. Shini reaches up to keep her steady, rubbing her thumbs over the bite marks she's left on Karai's hips.
Shini just has to touch herself as she eats her fallen star out, has to spill her own moans between Karai's legs as she works. She just has to. Karai is just so perfect, and growing perfect still as her limbs shift and swirl around Shini's head, scaly hand-heads rolling down to tangle in her hair and hiss pleadingly in her ears.
She might compare Karai's climax to a supernova, but you usually don't repeat supernovas, don't gobble them down like precious treats. Shini worships Karai into one orgasm after another, her face growing hot and damp with slick.
Between her legs, her own hand crackles with magic. The power is tied to her emotions, and it pulses with sweet victory every time Karai comes. Her and Karai's shudders feed into each other, bodies rocking back and forth as Karai screams Shini's name, while Shini writes Karai's into her flesh with a shaking tongue.
Finally, they crash down to earth together, chests heaving. Shini lifts herself up with a groan, fondly tracing the scales still dotting Karai's skin as she makes her way back to the pillow. She flops down besides Karai, letting out the happily exhausted huff of someone worn out with a job well done.
Karai giggles, and Shini blinks. "Look," Karai says, reaching to rub a finger along Shini's lips and lifting it to reveal a significant fluid glistening at the tip. "You're shining too." Shini stares at her for a second, then lets out a chuckle.
They tug each other close as Karai's legs flow together, a tail spilling free to arc around their tangled bodies. Her scales press against Shini's back; a soft, but sturdy wall.
"Love you," Karai whispers into Shini's neck, and she gives a soft hum of acknowledgement, reaching up to run her fingers through Karai's hair. They stay there together, intertwined constellations, and the night does not touch them.