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Amelia received these scars by accident. Literally after every fight she goes through. But more often than not, she manages to do without them. Apparently, now is not her day. Having fought on the eve with one of her enemies, with whom she is waging a war for territory, she received wounds almost all over her body, instead of which scars will definitely remain.
But now she can't dwell on them. Sitting in her friend Gura's room, she tries not to flinch when a light kiss touches her. Gura kisses her scar on her wrist and moves on to the next until her right hand is completely kissed.
"Did you fight that guy again?" Gura says, switching kisses to Ame's bare shoulder. Her voice sounds a little disappointed, like she's chastising Amelia right now, but there's also a note of concern in her voice.
"Well, he himself started this venture, I did not want to leave like a coward." Amelia says it smugly, as if it was her life's goal, which she certainly accomplished with success. That guy won't be able to use his right hand anytime soon.
Gura breaks away from the kisses on her shoulder to look at Amelia with displeasure. She understands that fights are the meaning of Amelia's life and she will never do without them, but this time it was already too much.
"I hope it wasn't on the school grounds, because if you were noticed, you would be expelled from it."
Gura returns to kissing the blonde's scars again. She makes Amelia's body goosebumps as her warm lips touch her cold skin. If Amelia's body could give out emotions, it would say that the girl is very embarrassed now.
"Does it hurt when I touch them?" Gura is again distracted to test his theory. When she touches the scar on the blonde's toned belly, the blonde twitches. Gura cannot understand that it is not because of the pain, but because of something else. "How did he hit you like that? Why didn't you try to dodge?"
"Nobody said that you can not use items that come to hand." Amelia answers, remembering how that guy took a stick and swung at her. "I don't know where, but he found a sharp stick, and then this scar."
"Terrible." The white-haired one looks down at Amelia's bare belly, tracing the visible scar. She twitches again. "But you know, with those scars, you look hot."
"Too hot even than the guys on the cover of a summer magazine?" Amelia says with a grin. Gura begins to understand what kind of game her friend came up with and connects to the girl.
"Of course, your sexuality can not be compared with them." Gura runs her finger up and down Amelia's abs and grins when she can't help herself and twitches.
"You know..." Amelia said it in a tone that made Gura go crazy, and leaned towards the petite girl. "I also have a scar on my lip. Will you kiss him to let him pass?"
"Darling, if you want me to kiss you, you would say right away." Gura closes the distance so that there is only a millimeter between them and continues to look into Amelia's eyes. "Come on, kiss me, or do you want me to do it?"
"Not in this life, little princess." Amelia said before closing the distance between them and joining in a tender kiss. "I don't think my scar has healed yet."
She speaks on her lips, to which Gura grins. Already sitting on Amelia's lap, she releases kisses again from the girl's ear to the collarbone, first biting lightly, and then licking the red spots as an apology. Amelia doesn't waste time either, and slips her hand under her sweatshirt, touching her already bare back. Her hands are cold, Gura thinks, but how can they warm her so much that goosebumps run down her back. Gura exhales as Amelia squeezes her thigh and almost twitches as she rises higher. She seizes the initiative, pushing Amelia by the shoulders so that she is already lying on the bed. Leaning on her, Gura again connects their lips, but in a more passionate and rough kiss. They fight for dominance, which Amelia wins with their confidence and desire. Amelia swaps them, now she looms over Gura. A convulsive sigh is heard from the white-haired one, when Amelia bites her already bare shoulder. Biting into a throbbing vein, Amelia marks Gura's neck with it so that everyone knows the fact that Gura is hers, no one else's. Gura understands this, she likes when a girl behaves possessively. Amelia rises to meet Gura's face and then pulls her into a kiss, immediately deepening it.
"Your scar isn't fully healed yet, is it?" Gura whispers into the blonde's lips, wrapping her arms around her neck. Amelia smirks, and that's Gura's answer to everything.
"You're lucky, I have some kisses."