They ask each other a series of awkward questions

"We could play a game or something," Reese suggested, gesturing with a blanketed hand toward the docked Switch by Noa's television.

"Hmm..." Noa tapped her chin. "We could..." Suddenly she grinned, and Reese felt very nervous."What if we played, like, Awkward Questions?"

"Awkward Questions?"

"Like, I ask you an awkward question, then you ask me, and we go back and forth."

"I see." Reese thought it over. "I mean, given that we're already naked, I don't know exactly how awkward it could get."

Noa seemed to concede the point.

"But sure, we could do that."

"Okay. Just FYI it's my intention to make you blush." Noa winked. "Not that it's difficult."

---

Noa brought up a digital coin flip on her phone. "Heads or tails?"

"Heads."

It landed on tails. "I go first! Hmm... Okay. I'll start with a relevant question: what is the cutest part of my body?"

Reese tried not to blush. "Umm..."

"You're allowed to say 'boobs,' by the way."

"I am a fan..."

Noa let the blanket fall from her body, exposing her chest. She playfully jiggled her breasts, wearing a triumphant expression.

"...but I think your dimple is super cute."

Noa looked surprised. "My... dimple?"

Reese nodded. "Mmhmm." They caressed it with their index finger. "I like that it's only on one side."

"Where were you when I had to get my school photo taken?" Noa smiled. "I'll be honest, I wasn't expecting that. I thought you were Team Boobs all the way."

"I am!"

"Not all the way!" She play-pouted. "Sorry, girls, Reese is a bastard."

Reese rolled their eyes. "Don't listen to her, girls. You're perfect."

"Awww, that was sweet!"

Another eye roll. "Anyway. It's my turn."

"Make it a good one!"

"Umm..."

"And before you ask, I think it's a tie between your eyes and your mouth."

Reese smiled. "Shit. New question, then. Umm... why did you invite me over?"

"You seemed sweet. And you're cute. And if I thought you were gonna fuck with me I have ways to make you regret it."

Reese flashed back to the story about Grimm physically throwing a grown man from the bottom of the Apropos steps. "I will accept your answer."

"Also I wasn't actually sure if I wanted to have sex with you until we were, like, halfway home."

"What did you want to do before that?"

"I dunno. Maybe make out a little? I don't think I really had a game plan."

"What changed your mind?"

"It's not that my mind changed, it's that before I was wishy-washy on the whole thing and then I wasn't."

"What sealed it for you?"

"It was two things, sort of. One, you weren't freaking out the whole time; you were just talking to me like I'm a normal person, and you were actually paying attention to me. And two, you didn't spend the whole time staring at my tits."

"Oh. But..." Reese scratched the back of their neck. "Umm. I kind of did, when we first... when I came up to the counter. But, like, only for a second. Sorry."

"Meh. That doesn't count."

"Why not?"

"'Cause I decided it doesn't."

"Fair enough." Reese smiled. "Your turn."

"Do you have any kinks?" Noa chewed her lower lip.

"...I do."

Noa raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"

"It's my turn now."

"But --"

"That was your question." Reese looked smug. "You'll have to wait to ask your follow-up question."

Noa feigned outrage. "Are you fucking kidding? You...!" She crossed her arms over her chest and huffed.

"My turn! What's your favorite position?" Just asking the question made Reese's cock throb; they hoped it wasn't noticeable under the blanket.

Noa stewed over the question for a few seconds. "Hmm... probably... well, I really like being on top, and... hmm... umm... I don't think it counts, but I really like titfucking."

"Really?"

"Yep! Although I never do it."

"Why not?"

"No one ever asks! Guys are always, like, trying to show me how they're 'not like other guys' by like, pretending I don't have boobs. Like, they assume that every other guy is just completely obsessed with my chest so they make a big show out of not wanting to do anything with 'em. And they're so afraid of being like every other guy that they all turn out to be exactly the same." She groaned. "And it's so boring! I have boobs, guys. Big ones!" She stopped. "Oh. Sorry."

"Don't be!"

"I just have feelings about it."

"I'm listening."

"I dunno, it's just dumb. I know they think they're being nice to me, but they don't even ask what I want. And it hurts to have a part of me ignored. And I love that I have them, so I feel like they're ignoring me." She put her fist to her mouth and laughed into it.

"What?"

"Nothing. I was about to say something stupid."

"Now you have to tell me."

"I was going to say, 'Just shut the fuck up and suck my tits.'"

Reese snorted. "That's beautiful."

"Thank you. Oh! It's my turn. So, Reese, what's your kink?"

Reese didn't hesitate to answer. "I'm a voyeur. In addition to the usual stuff I have a collection of erotic photographs I've taken of the women I've slept with. Not all, but at least half. Not everyone says yes and I don't push it if they say no. Umm." They paused, worried they were about to come off as an absolute creep. "And sometimes, with permission, I film us having sex. I then edit the video and enter it into my personal collection."

Noa nodded, seemingly impressed. "Wow."

"Is that weird? I feel like it's weird."

"I mean, yeah, it's weird, but not in a bad way." She smiled. "But you're, like... you don't post them on PornHub or anything, right?"

"Never. They're for me and me alone. Well, sometimes they ask for copies, and obviously I do that for them."

"Nice." Noa bunched some of the blanket in her hands. "And you -- you know." She pretended to masturbate an enormous penis.

Reese giggled. "I do, yeah."

"Nice."

"I think it's my turn."

"Wait! Real quick -- what did you mean by 'the usual stuff?'"

Reese shrugged. "Oh, like... watching women undress, watching them get off... you know, the usual stuff." They were quick to add: "Consensually, I mean. I'm not peeping through windows or whatever."

"Oh. Good."

"My turn?"

"Your turn."

Reese grinned. "What's the easiest way to make you cum?"

Noa giggled. "C'mon, Reese, you know the answer already."

Reese shrugged exaggeratedly, feigning ignorance. "I think I need a reminder."

Noa scooted in, closing the distance between them. She leaned in, letting her breasts mash against Reese's legs. "I fucking love getting my nipples sucked."

"Oh, yeah?" Reese shifted so they could better face Noa.

"Mmhmm..." She ran her hands along Reese's thighs, gently raking her nails across their skin.

"Tell me about it."

Noa raised an eyebrow. "You are a voyeur."

Reese grinned. "Is that okay?"

Noa giggled. "Well... they're just... really sensitive. It drives me fucking wild. In fact... do you want to know something about me? As long as we're being awkward and honest?"

Reese was into it, now. They'd totally abandoned any sense of propriety or (mostly serious) bashfulness for the sake of satisfying their fetish. They had to hear it. "Yeah." It came out as a little more **** than they'd have hoped.

Noa licked her lips. "When I masturbate, I can't cum unless I'm sucking my tits."

"Really?"

"Mmhm..." She brushed a strand of hair away from her face. "It's been that way for a long time. I feel like I rewired my brain or something."

"Wow. Umm..."

"TMI?"

"No, it's just... that's incredibly sexy."

"Yeah?" She flashed a mischievous grin.

"Yeah."

"Tell me..."

"It's just... when I was, umm... going down on you earlier... you were doing it then. And it was -- well. I... almost came."

"Just from seeing me do it?"

"Just from seeing you do it."

Noa made a little happy purring sound. "Well, then."

"Well, then." Reese leaned in for a kiss.

As they kissed Reese took one of Noa's breasts in her hand. They caressed her soft flesh, teased her nipple between their fingers. She sighed into their mouth. She took Reese's free hand and it moved it to her chest, inviting her lover to tease and explore.

Reese took the bait. They groped and squeezed and worshiped Noa's generous bust, pleased by how much she was audibly and visibly enjoying it.

They moved their hands to Noa's hips and gently guided her down as they slid into a supine position, smoothly shifting until they were lying flat on their back, looking up at Noa, who'd climbed on top of them. They gave Noa little time to gather her bearings, wrapping their lips around a nipple and sucking until she let out a soft little gasp.

Noa moaned lewdly as she writhed on top of Reese, giving them access to every inch of her bust, planting her hands on the couch and lifting herself up so they had better access. She took one of Reese's hands in her own, squeezed it, and guided it between her legs. Reese promptly went to work teasing Noa's clit.

Just when Noa seemed like she was getting close, she pulled away. "Wait," she sighed, and before Reese could ask what was wrong she carefully lowered herself onto the floor -- the sensation of her flesh sliding across their thighs almost made Reese cum right there -- and moved into a kneeling position. She scooted up to the edge of the couch.

Noa rubbed Reese's thighs. "Sit up," she commanded. Reese did as they were told. They barely had time to register what Noa was doing before she hefted her breasts into their lap and wrapped them around their cock.

"Oh," Reese gasped.

Noa flashed a hazy, lopsided smile. "Is this okay?"

Reese nodded dreamily. "Mmhmm..."

She giggled. "Good..." She began to titfuck them, again, gently squeezing their cock with her breasts, just firm enough to mimic a lover's grip. It was obvious she was enjoying it, too: her eyes rolled back, her mouth slackened, she let loose a steady stream of happy chirps and sighs...

Reese leaned forward, took Noa's head in their hands, and pulled her into a kiss. They kissed, long and hard, as Noa pleasured Reese with her breasts, never losing her rhythm. When their lips parted Noa craned her neck and took Reese's cock in her mouth. She gave it a few loving licks and kisses before looking back up at them, still wearing that silly, lopsided smile.

After a few minutes Noa stopped and climbed back onto the couch. Reese rose to a half-sitting position and pulled her in close. As they kissed Reese caressed one of Noa's breasts, then her thigh, then her clit again. They could feel the warmth from her sex on their inner thighs... their cock pressed against her thigh, dangerously close to her moist slit.

"Reese," Noa whispered. Her breath was ragged.

"Yeah?" They kissed her.

"Please tell me you brought condoms." She looked at them with pleading eyes.

"Umm..."

"Fuck."

Reese's face flushed bright pink. "But, umm --"

"I guess we could 69 or something."

"No, I was gonna say --"

"Yeah?"

"I, umm..." It was hard to be ****. "I was on HRT for a few years. I'm umm... I'm totally sterile."

Noa blushed. "Oh." She cupped Reese's face in her hands, brought it close to hers. "Promise?"

Reese nodded. "I promise. They tested me for it."

"Okay."

"Plus I've been snipped, so..."

"Thank God." She paused. "Reese..."

"Yeah?" Their chest was tight. They'd told the truth -- it was impossible for them to have children -- but seeing Noa so anxious made them anxious.

"I want you inside me."

Reese didn't say anything. They shifted a little so Noa could lower herself onto them. Reese and Noa cried out as they slid inside, and again when she rolled her hips, urging them to thrust up into her.

With her right hand Noa held Reese's left; the other stroked their chest, their neck, their cheek. Reese sucked on the fingers that strayed near their lips. Reese used their free hand to grope and caress Noa's breasts.

"Reese," she gasped, "baby... please..." They knew what she meant. They directed her breast up to their mouth and latched on. Noa cried out and made a sound that sounded like a wordless "yes."

Reese loved this. They loved the weight of Noa's body against theirs, her warmth, her sweat, the way she tasted, the way she said their name, the way she moaned "baby" over and over again, the fact that she trusted them so much, the way... the fact that she accepted their quirks without comment.

And they'd only known each other for a day.

It didn't take long for either of them. They were too worked up.

Noa was first.

"Reese," she gasped. "I'm gonna... cum..."

She fucked them harder, faster, more desperately, growing louder and louder until her gasping moans became full-throated cries. Reese fucked her harder in return, sucked her harder. They felt her tighten around them and --

"Fuck," Noa cried, raking her nails down Reese's chest. "Reese...!" A long, wordless cry erupted from Noa's throat as she came. Reese released her nipple so she could lock lips with them. She kissed them, hard, as she rode out her orgasm, pulling away only when she was finally spent.

Noa arched her back, causing her breasts to bounce, and looked down at Reese. "Reese," she whispered, "are you... close?"

Reese nodded pathetically.

Noa smiled. Her face was flushed pink. "Do you wanna... come inside...?"

Another pathetic nod. They weren't sure they knew how to communicate with words anymore. Their brain was breaking.

Noa continued to fuck them, rolling her hips in rhythm with their thrusts, speeding up the closer they got to orgasm. She gripped their hands, squeezed them, let her head fall back.

It didn't take long at all. With a sudden cry Reese came, thrusting upward and issuing pump after pump after pump of semen. Noa gasped as Reese filled her, as they emptied into her...

And then it was over. Noa stayed on top of them for a minute, collecting herself, before she gently, carefully, pulled herself off. Reese slid out with a pop. After sliding off of them Noa turned around and laid back, letting Reese take her in their arms. She rested her head against their collar, panting, and looked up at them. She was, despite her exhaustion, grinning.

"Reese," she purred.

"Yeah?" They gave her a squeeze.

"I probably should have grabbed that towel."

Reese snorted.

"That was..." She mimed her head exploding.

"Really?"

"Don't be modest." She craned her neck so she could kiss them. "I'll be right back." She climbed off of them, stood up, and hurried to the bathroom.

Reese was completely exhausted. Their limbs felt like they'd been cast in stone. They let their breathing slow, let themselves calm down... it wasn't long before they felt like they were going to fall asleep.

Noa emerged from the bathroom. "All better," she said. She climbed onto the couch, taking Reese in her arms. "Don't fall asleep!"

Reese giggled. "But I'm so tired! Technically it's your fault."

"Pfffft. Can I tell you something?"

"Sure."

"We absolutely need to take shower."

---

The bathtub wasn't very big.

Reese and Noa were practically on top of each other, crammed into the tight tub, but despite the mild claustrophobia it was really nice. Noa's breasts were pressed against Reese's back, her arms around their waist. She held them there, nuzzling them, as the water poured over their bodies, as it washed them off each other...

They were just taking a body shower. Noa had pointed out that her hair took forever to properly wash and dry, and Reese was unwilling to go through their whole haircare routine as well, so they angled the faucet at just the right angle.

Noa finished lathering herself up and handed Reese the bar of soap.

While it would have been tempting to stand under the water for, oh, the next hour or so, they were too tired. They quickly washed themselves off and hopped out.

---

Reese was watching Noa get dressed. Fully aware that this was part of their kink, Noa sloooowly pulled on a pair of robin's egg blue pajama bottoms, letting her thick, bouncy rear slip over the band as she pulled up, jiggling it in place. She looked over her shoulder and giggled.

Then Noa slipped on an oversized black t-shirt and stretched. Reese heard her back pop. "Cute?"

Reese smiled and nodded. "Very."

"Good answer."

"Reese..."

"Yeah?"

"I'm hungry."

"Me too."

"And I want pizza."

"I support this."

---

When the food arrived Reese ducked into the bedroom, naked as they were, only emerging when Noa declared the coast clear.

They wrapped themself up in the blanket and joined Noa on the couch, where they ate pizza and watched TV.

Later, after they'd cleaned up the trash and retired to bed, Reese turned to Noa and said, "By the way, it's technically your turn to ask me a question."

Noa rolled her eyes. "Are we still playing?"

"Why not?"

"Okay, then." Then she asked.