Chapter 4 - Requited Passion

This kiss... it was all she had ever wanted. All she had ever hoped for. It was what she needed, dreamed of, and it was all she had ever imagined, and more. Just this simple feeling of two lips pressing together, without any motion... this feeling of Red's delicate lip-skin upon her own she had never in her wildest dreams thought possible (Though the act itself was certainly in them) was better than the best rush of adrenaline as a Game came to its conclusion. She parted her lips a tiny measure, and brought the lips of her twin into her mouth. As fantastic as this felt, she needed more. Her death was assured, and now she was going to take more! She pulled back ever so slightly to draw breath out of the gap, and the feel of her wet, lipsticked mouth sliding across and around the mouth of her lover was more than she could bear. Her entire body flushed hot, skin between her breasts flashing warmer than she ever was fixing boilers. Sweat appeared on her face in short order as she pushed forward and their mouths meshed, and she prayed a silent prayer to her lover: more. 

And then, just like that, her partner began to react. Red began to suck on her lower lip with relish, drawing the ruby-lipsticked thing into her mouth and giving it a loving lick with her tongue. Red moved  her hands away from Blue's, and rested the creamy skin of her arms along the nape of her twin. The two girls parted faces for a moment, Blue instantly began panting outrageously. Red opened her mouth, and with a still, unwavering voice spoke: 'Listen up, kiddo. I think you think we're dead, but I've been thinking and we might just be able to pull this off.' Blue was dumbstruck. How on earth was her partner able to think at this time? Were not the same horomones coursing through her slim frame as well? 'You've done something exceedingly dangerous here today, but if you play along we can wring some extra-' and she squeezed with her arms at this for emphasis '-pleasure, and we might even get out alive.' All this time, Red was moving her head closer to Blue's ear, until she was close enough to playfully nip at the lobe. A quick bite caused Blue to squeak, surprised. Red's face returned to a position in front of her now-lover, and her neck bent until their foreheads pressed together. 

Red's eyes were not dull with lust as Blue's were, but bright with schemes for her suddenly-conjured opportunity. 'But how' Blue started to whisper, before Red silenced her with a quick peck. 'Forget it for now. Play along when the time is right. You were bold to do this, and entered us down a path I had not percieved.' And then, Red spoke louder, enough to be picked up by their microphones. 'Enough of this staring into my eyes, kiss me!' and the words echoed around the arena. Blue's mind cleared suddenly, now that she had heard with her own ears what she never expected: Red to confess her similar love. The cleared mind allowed her to piercieve another thing: The insane, roaring crowd. They were going absolutely ballistic, and it certainly wasn't due to the game of Monday Night Combat they had just witnessed. She imitated her partner, and placed her arms on the girls shoulders. Those boundless brown eyes sucked her in again, and the deafening hollar of the fans went quiet. It was just her... and her clone.

Sensing that Blue wasn't able to act out of stupendous, paralyzing excitement, Red took matters into her own hands. She pressed forward. Their noses met first, squishing together slightly before pushing to the side. Then their mouths met again, lipstick creating a sticky bond. Red angled her face just slightly, and drew her lover's upper lip into her mouth, licking it as she had done the lower a minute ago, now rolling her tongue up and into Blue's mouth, touching her gums briefly. Blue finally responded, opening her mouth to allow full access, and angling her head similarly. Red parted her lips and licked at the sweet syrup inside the mouth, licking as if to get the most out of an ice-cream cone. She began to get more agressive, and licked deeper into the mouth. The incredibly slimy underside of Red's tongue swept against the cheek, before moving up and slowly dragging across Blue's tongue. The sensual effect made Blue shiver, and she brought her hands up to cup Red's breasts. God, they felt incredible in her hands! She instantly went to playful squeezing and pulling, shifting them this way and that! The feel of the taut skin on Red's breasts was impossibly wonderful, a slippery feeling unlike regular skin. Blue broke the airtight seal around their mouths, as Red drew breath. Blue leaned toward her ear and whispered the sexiest thing she could think of. In a sultry, deep voice she said 'You must keep these things oiled or something' Blue thought this was rather lame in retrospect, so it was then suprising when made Red give a tiny giggle. 'Only for you' she spoke back, and Blue's eyes shot wide. Red put her hand on Blue's thigh and spoke to get the attention of the microphone again. 'Kiss me, you fiend, or I shall die from unrequited love! Kiss me!' 

And they did, with reckless passion. Too reckless, in fact. Blue attacked with such force that the two fell onto the ground, a glowing steel plate with blue lines streaking through it to commemmorate the Iceman win. Red landed with her legs in a 'splits' position, and Blue fell forward onto her knees, keeping her hands on this wonderful, endlessly playful chest. Their mouths gummed together again, their lips meshing and melding with spit to create one continuous organism. Red pulled back and began sucking on Blue's mouth as if to draw liquid out of it, like a straw. The sound this produced was amazing, and equally slurpy as the sound produced from sucking the last dregs of a soda. It felt fantastic. Blue poked her tongue out suddenly, and it was now the object of Red's attention. The feel of suction on her slippery muscle was incredible for Blue, and Red continued for some time until her mouth slid off. Each taking a deep breath, they meshed their mouths back together. The girls' saliva reacted as their tongues finally intertwined, mixing up a soupy goo that oozed out of Red's mouth and slid down her skin into the crevace that was her cleavage, lubricating the surface between hand and breast. Red's hand shakily caressed Blue's thigh, moving up to rest on the back of her head, then squeezing her hair and playing with her pigtails.

The two curvy girls sat in their peculiar positions like that for a little while, as their combined spit continued to leak out of Red's mouth and down to her breasts. The girls pulled away for another breath of air, and red finally pulled her hand off of the back of Blue's head. She moved to her red-black top and casually ripped it open with the force of any male mechanic, exposing her huge F-cup breasts to the world. Well, the crowd went absolutely postal to that, firing their MNC-licenced las-firearms wildly into the air. 

All of the cameras and televisions in the stadium were turned to this one pair of girls, except for one particularly saucy cameraman who had focussed his efforts on two teenage girls in the front, who were viciously making out with each other in an attempt to upstage the slutty Pitgirls. The redhead had a hand down the brunette's khakis, and this was clearly visible on a television in the east of the stadium. The Pitgirls now only unglued themselves from each other when they needed to draw breath, and then they held their mouths very close, sharing their hot breath communally while their sweaty hair mingled. Blue had her eyes on Red, and Red had her eyes on the television to their side. 'Hey sweetie, do you wanna try that?' Red pointed to the enormous LCD. Blue wrenched her eyes away from the streamlined face of her lover to look at those fingers working furiously inside those panties. 'Ummm... may...be' she mumbled, clearly worried that if they stepped up their love-making by any measure they would be immediately apprehended. 'Don't worry about it, honey.' the red Pitgirl said, distracted by the constant skin-on-skin contact that Blue was putting into action on her exposed breasts. 'Can't you see the audience? I've never seen them like this. This arena was built to showcase our skills, not the Pro's. We are doing...' and she wiped the hair out of Blue's face. '...exactly what they want us to be doing.' And again, Red became louder. 'Now, touch me! I have a mighty need!'

Blue fell upon her lover again, kissing and groping with renewed vigour. Red casually picked Blue's right hand up and positioned it over her red-black short shorts. She began caressing Blue's concave waist, putting a finger into her navel and squeezing her sides. Blue moved her hand around to the rear, and goosed her gently, the texture of the fake wool abrasive, but the give of the flesh satisfying. 'Are you sure..? I've never done this before... what if it doesn't work the same way you think it will?' Red laughed heartily, a twinge of Southern drawl in it. It was high and loud. 'Honey, nothing you can do will make this fail!' Blue was confused at what 'this' was, but reluctantly dove her hand into the tight shorts of her counterpart with vigour. They were as sweaty as the rest of her, even more so having no skin breathing. Her hand was drenched in the salty liquid, and she pulled it out and licked on it sensuously to arouse her twin. The feeling of her tongue on her hand was nothing like the feeling of tongues on tongues. All the same it tasted good. Salty, and maybe... maybe a bit of tang? There was something else there, another fluid infesting Red's panties that changed the taste, much for the better.

The truth was, Blue never knew that vaginas produced their own natural lubricant. As was only able to satisfy her needs in the shower, a device that quickly washed away any evidence of 'playtime.' She was careful to be completely finished when the water turned off after ten minutes, as it would do her no good to walk around in sullied clothes. She was as virgin as they came aside from having no virginity, as a few months ago, in a fit of dirty thoughts about tribadism with her clone, she managed to pierce her own hymen, and in her own excitement and the dark confines of the shower completely ignore the pain. The blood went unnoticed.

Blue felt renewed by this strange taste on her tongue, foreign from the amazing, slightly-sugary and oh-so slippery taste of another womans saliva mixing with her own. She shut her eyes and moved her hand into those pants, onto better things. Blue's body was simultaneously on fire with lust, and held back by her own misgivings and unpreparedness. She moved her hand forward, tingling with fluids, and touched upon Red's fleshy thigh-pie. It was a whole new sensation now, a new area of her sister to explore, and she was giving an all-access pass. Red moved her hands away from her sister, and they parted lips with a wet smack. Several long strings of saliva kept them close together, both afraid to close their mouths and possibly break the threads. Red used her free hands to remove her shorts, wiggling her lowers back and forth to facilitate. Blue placed her right hand on the ground, and shook her left hand, which had been propping her up before. She looked down and gasped. Above Red's vagina there was no hair. 'Just like mine!' Blue exclaimed. Red grinned, 'Go for it' she said. Blue's finger dove into their now-unguarded prey, and the crowd's roar reached deafening levels. 

Blue positioned her hand with her palm facing herself, with her index finger up and down so that the entire finger was in Red's pussy, but only went in a few centimetres. She was afraid to delve deep, and massaged Red's slit like that for a short time. A string of saliva broke as Red began to coo. Encouraged by these motherly noises, but still incredibly tense, Blue began to adventure farther in, pressing her nail off to the side here and there. With little resistance she pushed another finger in at a curve, and it was instantly swallowed by the tight slit, and she began to move her hand forward and back. This created a wonderful sucking noise as the outer folds of the vagina became stuck to her hand and pulled out with a flash of pink color, a flower in bloom. Blue smiled deviously as Red continued to make her small noises, now at a low 'Hmmm..hmmm..' Blue pulled out, her fingers dripping. Red grabbed the fingers and began to noisily suck on them, while Blue rubbed at her clothed crotch with her right hand. Their eyes met, Blue's eyes glazed over, Red's looking up at her lover happily. Red slathered the breasts in front of her with the slimy coating on Blue's fingers, a delicious mixture of vaginal excitement and their mixed saliva making them shine in the sun. Keeping herself up with leg strength alone in this awkward position, Red returned the fingers to her mouth and began to pleasure Blue's now-sticky breasts with both her hands.

They stayed in this happy position for some time, Red's prehensile tongue lavishly licking at Blue's fingers and hands groping slowly. Blue arced her back, unused to this strange kind of pleasure. Her moans began a low hum but quickly escalated into a loud, continuous sound as Red helped her massage her clothed pussy with her left hand. Both girls put a hand on Blue's top and tore in opposite directions, leaving her breasts open to the world, a tiny bit of liquid leakage occurring around the left nipple as Red viciously teased it. Blue decided to reciprocate, and placed a palm on Red's vagina, rubbing up and down. Red stopped her with a hand, and winked. Blue's body flushed hot again, still as desperate as ever for any attention from her long-sought lover. Red grasped the blue shorts in front of her, and Blue stood up. This movement caused her shorts to come off completely, and she stepped out of them. Blue shivered with her total public nudity, but looked down at her clone who had been naked for some time and decided it wasn't so bad. Millions of cheering fans were waiting for her to have sex with this steamy diva sitting with her butt in a small pool of their congealed fluids below her, and she wasn't going to disappoint them. Blue also felt better now that her clothes were off, and her body didn't feel so insanely hot when confronted with her sizzlingly sexy sister. She came back down onto her knees and put her face in front of her twin's, leaning forward and planting her lips into the lips of her goddess. It now looked for all the world to see like two of the exact same incredibly beautiful cheerleaders had decided to have a party there on the floor. There was no difference visible in skin or clothes now, and both still had the same jumbo-sized, perky knockers they had had when their clothes held them tight. These two girls were no longer having sex... they were defining it. Red grabbed hold of Blue's large ass cheeks and began to knead, just as Blue was pleasantly choking on the invading tongue that filled her mouth with wetness. Her eyes watered slightly. She reached for Red's pussy, determined this time to attack with all force and bring her twin to that wonderful state of body she had experienced in the shower before. But before she could touch it-

The enormous weight of a silent arena hit them both. Not like the false silence Blue experienced basking in the radiant charms of her double, the lack of cheering fans made itself known as a physical weight pressing down on the eardrum, suddenly removed. Both girls looked up, love-making hopefully just on pause. A tall man in a checkercoat suit stood over them, clapping loudly. A large hoverdisk, like a segway that floated with a cushion of air, sat idling behind him. His breast pocket had a small button on it with a strange insignia: It was like the yin/yang energy signs, but instead of white and black, the shapes were blue and orange. Emblazed on the pin in large, blocky, white letters stood a three-letter acronym: MNC. His face was handsome and angular, in his grinning mouth could plainly be seen golden studs replacing his natural dentures. The man continued to clap long after the clones had extricated themselves from each other's sticky, wet embrace, yet they continued to lay on the floor in perfect astonishment. Blue realized just how filthy they both were, streaked with femine fluids and dirt. Red opened her mouth to speak, and a lot of saliva came out and ran down her chin. She coughed once, then spat, and she wiped her mouth. Blue spoke for her. 'Mickey?'