The Homu House is quiet and peaceful at this time of the day. From the way that rays of sunlight play upon the features of the house, to the peaceful sound of songbirds in the air, the house has a very serene feel to it. It's probably a scene that Homura might appreciate, were she actually awake to see it.
On the subject of the master of the house, Homura Akemi is asleep in kindof an unflattering pose. Her hair is messy, her mouth hangs open just the slightest bit, and her arms are loosely wrapped around a big floppy-eared plushie which she pilfered from Madoka's room the night before.
(Specifically, the room that Madoka has claimed in the Homu House, and not the one in her parents' house.)
After all, if she can't always cuddle Madoka herself, cuddling something that she owns (and cuddles) is still pretty good. Homura may be somewhat addicted to cuddling, after having done it so often, and found it easier to fall asleep with her arms around something.
Homura is snoring, and rather loudly. The bed covers are a twisted mess and her legs are more wrapped around her blanket rather than hidden underneath them. She's wearing the same soft violet pajamas that Madoka has seen her in before. Light falls upon her from the sliding glass door, playing upon her messy unbrushed yet clean hair.
The house is locked, but Madoka does have a key, as well as an open invitation to cuddle Homura at any time she wants to. Including when Homura is asleep. The logic here being that Homura wouldn't mind waking up to being cuddled by Madoka.
Madoka does have a key! She also remembers that open invitation very well, and whether or not it was spoken in any amount of jest she woke up early today at the first arrival of the sun. Matilda was in her arms and just as snuggly as a huge plushy shark would be...which is very! But that's still not as cuddly as Homura, and today the urge to cuddle is very strong.
It'd be a pretty safe bet to say she's become just as addicted to cuddling as Homura.
She tried sleeping for another five minutes or so but gives up after coming up with a different plan, picking something up before sneaking out her window, transforming and leaping away. After a bit of travel she lands at the Homu House, dropping her henshin and stifling a yawn before unlocking the door, smiling to herself and giggling at what she's doing.
It takes a bit of checking to find which room Homura is sleeping in, but before she finds the correct she considers for a few moments. It wasn't just sleeping over when she wanted and cuddling when she wanted that Homura offered, but also the use of her wardrobe. And so Madoka slips into one of the walk in closets and finds something for herself to wear and changes.
Amy is given a pet when she's passed by, though sleepy kitty is still sleepy, and eventually the correct room is found, Madoka opening the door slowly and smiling when she sees Homura on the bed. She walks over and immediately blushes at seeing the state she's in. Unflattering? Maybe to an outsider, but to Madoka she looks attractively disheveled. Her adorable sleeping face helps offeset the snores, and Madoka twists from side to side on her feet when she sees that Homura has one of her stuffed animals held in her arms. The urge to giggle and squeal is strong, but her intent isn't to wake Homura up.
She slips closer and gently untangles the blanket a little, only to crawl up onto the bed behind Homura and rolls onto her side. A moment later she's scooting closer and cozying up behind Homura, wrapping her arms around her at the waist and giving a gentle hug, pressing against her and holding her close. A deep breath is taken and let out as a sigh as the scent of Homura's hair fills her nostrils, making her heart flutter before calming down.
Her legs are mostly bare, because she's opted to wear not a pajama set or nightgown, but instead a long t-shirt. Something not so much flattering or snuggly as something that makes Madoka feel warm and fuzzy to do- wearing her girlfriends shirt and snuggling up to her. This means one silky leg can be gently drawn over Homura's, not quite entwining but still brushing the soft skin of her calf against Homura's- this is Madoka's idea of being Slightly Naughty!
The covers are very gently pulled over herself, Madoka spooning up behind Homura while she lets her girlfriend keep hold of the plushy, letting out a very happy but quiet, "Mmmmm," of a sigh. Her nose presses gently into the back of Homura's head and nuzzles, only for her head to turn so her cheek presses up against it instead, feeling the softness of the long clean hair.
Yes, this is what she wanted. Everything is good and right and as it should be.
"Homura-chan~..."
Amy is a good kitty who loves pettings even while sleepy. Especially when they come from Madoka! She might feel the kitty purr when she pets her.
Homura remains peacefully unaware of her girlfriend's presence in her house, and her snoring covers any noise that Madoka might accidentally make. There may be as many as six different bed rooms to potentially find Homura in, but Homura hasn't exactly hidden herself either.
She doesn't change very much when Madoka walks in. She doesn't stop snoring, she doesn't shift around and she doesn't say anything, but at the the slight depression of the bed when Madoka enters the snoring stops. Homura remains peaceful and quiet as her beloved wraps her arms around her, and shifts slightly to move closer to her pink-haired angel.
Even asleep, she knows that Madoka is there, and she wants to get closer. She even starts to mumble in her sleep, in response to her name being called. "Mado-chan... I can't drink any more tea. Kyubey's too full."
Madoka gets at least a few moments of spooning a sleeping Homura before the black-haired girl... well, it's hard to point at a specific thing she does. Her breathing changes, the arms around the plushie tighten, and she shifts again to get comfortable.
After a moment she reaches down to touch Madoka's hand, running her fingers along the length of her arms, and then she feels where Madoka's leg is and her face gets very, very warm.
Slightly Naughty for Madoka is pretty enticing for Homura, mostly because of who it's from.
Once she fully comprehends the situation, that Madoka is here and spooning her, she presses her back against Madoka and remains there. No one can accuse her of not taking the time to enjoy the good things in life.
Purring even while asleep gets Amy a couple of extra pettings and a scritch behind the ears! Good kitties get lots of love.
Homura's snoring coming to a stop makes makes her smile, and when the black haired beauty shifts to be closer to her Madoka smiles warmly and cozies up even closer as a response, curling to perfectly match the angles of Homura's body, even pressing one knee up behind her girlfriends- the other would be there too, except for the calf brushings. At the nearly unfathomable mumbling Madoka lifts her head with closed eyes and presses a kiss behind Homura's ear before whispering, "That's okay, my darling; I'll drink the next cup for you."
Snuggling and spooning sleeping Homura is very nice, but feeling her girlfriends hand over hers and then fingers brushing along her arms is very nice as well. In response those arms squeeze around her and Madoka presses warmly into her from behind, hugging her close. Her arm would feel bare as well, skin warm and soft, right until her upper arm is touched, where the t-shirt fabric can be felt.
Alas Madoka is not able to feel the warmth of Homura's face, otherwise she certainly would have done something. Enticing her girlfriend can't be all that bad of a thing anyway, can it? It's not like snuggling up close isn't something they do all the time anyway.
Madoka's hand brushes gently over Homura's stomach, giving her a gentle tummy rub for a few moments before her arms retreat, only to slip around her shoulders and over her arms, letting her better hold onto and hug her, squeezing Homura tightly while pressing into her from behind, making another quiet, happy sound.
No other words are spoken once Homura wakes up, Madoka enjoying the moment along with her girlfriend. She pushes her nose into the back of Homura's head, at the base of her neck, teasing it into her hair, and then a bit later gently uses her nose to brush it aside so she can press a soft kiss onto the back of Homura's neck, her nose gently teasing over her skin. Then her lips press to neck again but merely rest there for a minute or two, only to silently move and mouth the words 'I love you' while still pressed close.
There is a moment when the still sleeping Homura actually relieves, after Madoka volunteers to take the next cup for her. Those spoken words might also have played some part in what alerted the sleeping veteran to the presence of her beloved.
Now Homura is quietly going 'wtf?' at her dreams only to forget that line of thought in favor of feeling Madoka cuddle her from behind. She smiles at the belly rub, even giggling. She's trying to play it cool with regards to Madoka's enticement, but after six months of romantic cuddling preceded by several months of platonic cuddling Homura does feel pretty comfortable being close to Madoka.
Then Madoka is kissing her from behind, on the neck, mouthing sweet words of her and if there was ever a breaking point this is it.
"Oh my god I love you."
The plushie is grabbed in Homura's hand, and Homura is shifting around in bed to face Madoka, wrapping her arms tight around her beloved's back and placing the plushie behind Madoka.
Homura kisses Madoka deeply, pressing lips firmly against her darling's while holding her close. She stays there for maybe a minute or two, or maybe longer. She isn't keeping track of time.
After the good morning kiss she seems to relax, loosening her grip and breaking away only to let her lips hover less than a centimeter away.
Homura's face is still bright red.
Whispering, she says, "I'd say I feel like I'm about to go crazy over you, but I already am."
The giggling at her belly rub puts a smile on Madoka's face, and the pleasant upward curl of her lips can be felt as they find their way to the back of Homura's neck.
Homura reaches her breaking point for romanticism and responds in turn and Madoka nods her head, still pressed close to Homura's neck, and replies with a slightly muffled, "Sooo much!" The grip around her beautiful girlfriend loosens as Homura shifts and turns over, cooing in an over the moon happy way when she's pulled so tight, eyes opening up and looking to Homura's with a sparkle on their soft pink surfaces.
Then she's kissed and the happy sound becomes a lower, quieter 'Mmm," her face warming significantly as it stays and lingers, returning the kiss happily and letting her head go fuzzy as it lingers. Arms now around Homura's back squeeze and rub, one arm dedicated to keeping Homura pulled close while also letting her squeeze closer herself, her other hand availing itself of Homura's long hair, brushing through it and playing with it. Fingers comb through it's length and let silky strands slide from them, only to push into it again from below, only to curl up along the back of Homura's head and massage her scalp, effectively cupping and caressing her head from behind as she's kissed.
When the kiss breaks she sees the redness of Homura's face after she opens up her eyes again, giggling softly, her breath teasing over Homura's face.
Her head tilts down a little bit, giving her a slightly coy look in response to the whisper. "I like when you go crazy over me, Homura-chan," she replies in a whisper quiet voice of her own, tone filled with sweetness. A tiny upcurl at the corners of her mouth and she slides her calf over Homura's again, silky skin against silky skin, only to brush her toes over the top of Homura's foot and then squeezing them over her own toes.
Homura feels a quiet satisfaction in her soul as Madoka makes a happy noise, especially when it changes after she's kissed. Making Madoka happy would be good enough, but knowing that Madoka's as happy as Homura feels...
She stares into Madoka's pink eyes, her own eyes half-lidded. There is a certain drowsiness in Homura's eyes, either from the kissing or from the fact that she's just woken up. Probably both.
Despite the general messiness of Homura's hair, it's actually pretty well kept. There may be one or two loose tangles in it but nothing that couldn't be worked through with enough gentleness. The rest of it is silky smooth and soft to the touch, and was probably brushed out a bit before Homura went to bed.
The tease of Madoka's breath sends shivers down Homura's spine, and this close Madoka can feel the sharp intake of air of Homura's quiet gasp. Then Madoka's leg is on her leg again and a single hand moves down to squeeze Madoka's thigh.
Homura's breathing is deep, slow, rhythmic, and as close as they are it causes most of Homura to brush against Madoka ever so slightly. "Well, if that's your goal, then you sure know how to get what you want."
She presses her lips against Madoka again, and again and again. Madoka came all this way just to be with Homura, so why wouldn't the black-haired girl welcome her beloved with kisses? A visit from Madoka is the sweetest surprise that she could wake up to.
"Good morning, my little angel."
Madoka is so very happy to be close to Homura and receive her kisses and love. And she isn't just as happy as Homura, she's that happy because of Homura.
Pools of half-lidded purple fill Madoka's vision, the drowsiness in them making her feel a tender affection, as if it means Homura needs a bit of extra gentleness for it.
Any tangles found in Homura's hair through the combing of her fingers are gently worked out and brushed through a second time, just in case. She isn't fully combing through it to clear it out perfectly like she did before, but why not gently remove any tangles she comes across? She enjoys helping and caring for Homura, after all, even in these very small ways.
The shiver running through Homura is felt by Madoka, along with the intake of breath, and she smiles prettily. Then the hand squeezes her thigh and her face brightens and burns, a shy giggle escaping her, though she rubs her leg against Homura's a bit more. They've cuddled in swimsuits before so there's nothing particularly scandalous about the t-shirt she's wearing, though the location combined with the 'outfit' does make her blush. She's pulling away in the slightest, though.
As Homura breathes rhythmically Madoka takes note, only to press in for a close rubbing cuddle as her girlfriend inhales, taking advantage of the natural motions of life for a bit of extra close cuddling, arm tightening behind Homura to hug on her before loosening again and rubbing gently up and down her back. She smiles brightly then at Homura's words, "You always give me what I want, because you make me feel so loved and wanted." With a playful giggle she brushes the tip of her nose against Homura's before saying, "I love and want you, too~" in a singsong voice.
More and more kisses come, and Madoka eagerly accepts them, pressing back against Homura's lips gently. Her lips almost seem to tingle from the enjoyment she gets from being shown such affection, and just when Homura starts to taper off Madoka turns the tables for several moments, giving so many sweet kisses to Homura's lips rather than receiving them.
"Good morning, dearest Homura-chan." She slips her face just past Homura's to nuzzle her hot, blushing cheek against her girlfriends while whispering into her ear, "Your little angle just had to come see you."
The feeling of Madoka's fingers running through her hair brings a smile to Homura's face. She feels the slight tugs as Madoka works through her hair and it's enough to tell her what Madoka's doing behind her back. Being loved and cared for is a nice way to wake up in the morning.
Madoka pulls away slightly, and Homura's hand moves around Madoka's back. The leg rubbing is driving her a little crazy, and she squirms slightly in Madoka's arms. She responds by wiggling her toes against Madoka's feet, trying to tickle her and interlock her toes with Madoka's. She gets a little bit of guilty enjoyment out of Madoka's severe blushing, especially since she herself is still pretty red in the cheeks.
Homura tilts her head up to kiss Madoka on the nose she just rubbed hers with. "I do love and want you, and you do make me feel loved and wanted. Especially when you come all this way to visit me."
Homura gives kisses and receives more kisses and for a while her still-waking-up self is in a fuzzy warm places where there's kisses and Madoka and Madokisses. Nothing about this situation makes her blushing any less.
So Madoka's red hot cheeks press against Homura's own blushing. "I'm glad you came. I'm always happy to see you, my love. My ray of sunshine."
Homura's hand moves up to play with Madoka's hair and scratch the back of her neck, stopping only to adjust the blankets a bit, tossing them around so that they cover the two of them in comfy softness. Then she goes back to scratching Madoka behind the neck, and turning her head to kiss Madoka softly on the crook of her neck.
Homura squirming in her arms feels very nice, and so Madoka might not realize it if the leg rubbing is a bit too much. The tickling, however, gets a sharp gasp followed by a squeal and a long peal of giggles, the pink-haired girl curling up tightly and clinging to Homura while shaking her head, seemingly very vulnerable to toe tickles against her feet! She calms a little as their toes press and lock together, breathing deeply as she returns into a more cuddly and less protective posture, laughter dying back down to giggles. She gives Homura a look that says, '...you!' in a playful way.
The kiss on the nose gets a smile from her, though she shakes her head a little at Homura's comment, "This wasn't very far to come. You came all the way through time to visit me, after all."
Poor Matilda might feel put out if she knew how much more Madoka is enjoying her morning for getting to spend it like this with Homura. Luckily the plushy shark isn't the jealous type at all! Besides, she did get to spend the night in Madoka's arms, why hog the morning, too?
Hot cheek against hot cheek, skin smooth and soft. It's a much gentler affection than the deep kissing and tight hugging from before, but it's just as enjoyable and welcome to Madoka, merely in a different way.
'My ray of sunshine.'
"That's right. I'm here to light up your life. I can't think of a better use for me." Madoka tilts her head into Homura's hand as her fluffy pink hair is played with, currently down and unbrushed with a few tangles of it's own. The scratching at the back of her neck sends a shiver through her and she sighs a happy sound out, shifting around when the blankets are adjusted to make it easier.
Lips press to her neck and Madoka smiles, closing her eyes and tilting her head again, this time to show a bit more of her neck to Homura. She shifts a little again, drawing her legs up to intertwine with Homura's and once more causing them to rub together. This time it's incidental rather than intentionally enticing- though it might have the same effect without her realizing it. Toes go back to toes afterwards, gently pressing the bottoms of them to the same spot on Homura's, loving the touch and feel of her beloved. Those are Homura's toes, so of course they're wonderful.
"There's nothing I don't love about you," she sighs out, hugging onto Homura gently with both arms and rubbing her back afterwards, one hand high, the other low.
Homura flashes a mischievous, toothy grin at the look Madoka gives her. There's a certain sparkle in her pretty purple eyes. So toe tickles work on Madoka-chan, do they?
Her voice isn't quite a whisper, but it's low when she says, "I'd go that far happily, and further if I had to, if it was for you."
The plushie that Homura was cuddling when Madoka came in is all but forgotten, behind Madoka but only really noticed when Homura adjusts the blankets. It was something of Madoka's to cuddle, but Homura's more than happy to cuddle the real thing if it's an option.
Homura's arms tighten around Madoka at what she says next, about lighting up her life. "I just want to be with you, and be there for you, and keep you safe. It means so much that you're here with me. I'd do anything for you."
Madoka's fluffy pink hair is always fun to play with, especially down as it is. Skillful hands run through Madoka's hair, gently parting tangles and letting the softness of it run through her fingers. The shiver only encourages Homura to scratch the back of her neck more, slowly and gently, almost in a stroking motion.
Legs intertwine, and Homura uses it as a chance to get closer. One arm moves down to Madoka's waist to hold her there. Homura giggles as she feels the toes shifting around, taking another chance to toe-tickle Madoka, holding her tight in case she squirms. Then she settles down again, squeezing Madoka's toes with her own.
The sound she makes in response to the backrub is almost a purr, and her heart skips a beat at Madoka's words. "I love everything about you, too. When I woke up I was going to relax in your arms for a bit but I guess that didn't last long."
Oh no, the secret of the ticklish feet is out, and wholly available for advantage to be taken of whenever Homura wants to make Madoka laugh! Good thing laughing is fun. She also trusts Homura not to tickle her too much. ...though how much too much is potentially up for debate, especially if Homura enjoys making her squeal, laugh, and curl.
A hand lifts from Homura's back to gently brush at her bangs, showing a bit more of her forehead after she speaks, Madoka's fingertips touching her skin feather light. "I know you would, Homura-chan."
Poor bunny plushy! But then it also got to spend the night cuddled in Homura's arms, so it too mustn't be greedy.
"I'd do anything for you, too. And you do keep me safe; I couldn't be safer anywhere other than where I am now," Madoka replies with a smile. She brushes her cheek against Homura's some more, her smile felt by the firmness in her cheek, "You can be with me as much as you want. I want to be with you, too. Being able to make you happy in a way that makes me so happy as well is a dream come true." A soft kiss to Homura's cheek punctuates this thought.
More smiles are on Madoka's face as Homura skillfully detangles her hair while playing with it, the tugging and feeling as the fingers slide through it drawing a happy sigh from her. When the scratching continues so gently Madoka leans her head against Homura's and she whispers, "You're so good to me," as her girlfriend quickly picks up on her enjoyment of her actions.
Getting even closer? Madoka is very okay with that, and she bites her bottom lip a little as Homura's hand holds her by the waist. She loves that feeling of being held and that's such a sweet place for Homura to do it, more delicate than her shoulder or hip, the very slight inward curve of her slim figure felt beneath Homura's palm and fingers.
Of course she's quickly tickled again and it's a good thing Homura holds her tight because she does squirm, and quite a bit. An "Eee!" is let out and she clings against Homura rather than curl, twisting in her arms as her toes and feet curl from the tickling, legs tensing so their muscles are more pronounced and firm against Homura's legs as she keeps herself from kicking. And of course out come another peal of laughter, her head turning from side to side before she buries it in the crook of Homura's neck, calming back down afterwards with heavy breaths easily felt while cuddled up so comfortably. Her toes uncurl and stretch the other direction, only to be captured by Homura's and squeezed; they wiggle playfully.
Amy got extra pets when she purred while asleep, so why wouldn't Homura get extra backrubs? That's a trick question; of course she gets extra backrubs, Madoka's hands rubbing lovingly across her back, palms flat and sliding in comfortable rhythmic motions both high and low on her back. "That's okay," Madoka replies in an utterly content voice, "even if you're not relaxing you're still in my arms, and that's giving me everything I want right now."
Homura tickles Madoka just enough to have fun with her favorite person, and just enough to tease her a bit. It's a little exciting, but it's also early in the morning and Homura is inclined to be lazy. If she does it too much at once, it's not a surprise anymore, and that's part of the fun.
Her bangs are brushed aside, and she lets out a deep, contented breath as she gazes affectionately into Madoka's eyes. As Madoka moves to her cheek, Homura's eyelids close so that she can focus on the feeling of Madoka against her skin, and enjoy the implication of her smile. "It is a dream come true. I couldn't ask for a better girlfriend, or for someone who loves me more than you do. You've always been amazing."
She's kissed, and she kisses back, brushing her own lips against Madoka's cheek and making a soft smacking noise. The scratches move behind Madoka's ears, coaxed by her apparent and stated enjoyment of it. "... because I'm so in love with you. Besides, you're good to me, too."
The arm settles in against Madoka's waist, wrapping around and pushing gently into the slight curve. Her fingers and palm gently rest against Madoka, Homura's ringed middle finger slowly stroking her there, too. Her beloved is soft and cuddly and warm in her arms, and it's such a wonderful thing that Homura gets to have this in her life.
Homura's tight hold allows her to feel Madoka's squirming even more, which admittedly was the hoped for reaction. She even gets a bonus as Madoka's head is buried in the crook of her neck and her breath teases Homura's skin. She briefly squeezes one of Madoka's legs between her own, feeling the tenseness in her tight muscles. Toes tease playfully for a while after, but don't quite go for further tickling. At least not yet.
The back rub is extra nice. Both giving and receiving affection to and from Madoka is so nice. She smiles at Madoka's words, then whispers back, "This is still relaxing in its own way, and you're giving me everything that I want, too."
Madoka's trust in Homura is proven to be well founded as she's tickled just enough to tease and make her squirm, to make her gasp once for breath but no more. Just enough to be surprising and enjoyable in an otherwise relaxing snuggle.
"Hm, that's true," Madoka says in a mock-serious voice, "no one could possibly love you more than I do." Her tone shifts to a sweet, cheerful voice, "Because I love you so, so much!" The smile Homura can feel against her cheek widens, and an extra nuzzle of cheek on cheek is given.
The returned kiss on the cheek along with the sound it makes causes Madoka's heart to flutter in her chest and she squeezes Homura to her warmly, head tilting as the gentle scratching moves behind her ear. A soft giggle escapes her lips as Homura says she's in love with her, because the difference between the words she just used herself is small but real. "In love~," she singsongs. "I fall more in love with you every day; our love most not have a bottom."
The arm at her waist settles against her in such a comfortable way, squeezing against her so she knows it's there. It feels almost fitted to her, even if the reality isn't so exact, like she fits perfectly into Homura's arms. It's as if Homura's tender embrace is where she is truly meant to be, the softness of her body giving just enough to be enjoyable and conform to her beloved's. As the finger around which Homura wears her soul brushes against her Madoka makes a sound like a happy whimper, this feeling of being held, adored, and truly belonging with the one's whose arms are enfolding her fulfilling a deep seated need and desire inside of her.
And then before any monotony or mundaneness can set in, if such a thing is even possible, she's squirming around in Homura's arms because of the renewed tickling and giving her exactly what she was hoping for. When she calms her legs return the squeeze they were given, entwining a bit more with Homura's and resulting in more of that soft calf-on-calf feeling. Madoka's feet twitch a little at the teasing of the toes, anticipating tickles that do not come. After a little while her guard drops once more, and she begins teasing back before trying to press the bottom of one foot to Homura's, making a game of trying to line their toes up together just so.
Recieving so much affection is wonderful, but it wouldn't be fair to give it in return. Homura's back is given many more comfortable rubs, seeking out the places and motions that draw comfortable sighs or enjoyable presses into her, listening to her darling's body language as much as her voice. It also means picking up a hint and squirming gently in her girlfriends arms even though she isn't being tickled, pressing forward with tummy, then chest, then shoulders and shifting as if to get comfortable, even though she's so very comfortable already.
Because she enjoyed it so much herself her hand slips down and squeezes lightly at Homura's waist, tracing her figure gently with a softly curved hand before giving a soft squeeze and settling her arm into that curve while giving a tight squeeze of a hug. "Then I want to try and give you things you don't even know you want yet, too. Because you mean everything to me." Her head slips over her shoulder for a moment and she sighs out happily, "Homura," a rare use without an honorfic, intentionally so because of how close she feels right now.
"You do!" says Homura, with a reserved sweet tone. "You love me so much, and I'm so, so happy to be yours." Her own smile widens in response to Madoka's, pressing their cheeks just that much closer together.
"Bottomless love~?" she asks, in a teasing tone. "Is that why I feel like I'm so high up? Why I'm still on cloud nine, despite having fallen so far? Floating on air, yet constantly finding myself deeper in love with you?" Homura's voice itself seems to steadily take on a deeper tone as she asks, as if to mimic the action of falling. "I'm okay with that~."
Homura may have underestimated the effect she'd have on Madoka with the embrace, but the happy sound from her little angel gives her a hint. She blinks once, and her eyelashes brush against Madoka's cheek, because she isn't sure what's bringing out that response. Homura does notice, for once, just how comfortably Madoka fits in her arms. Of course, she already knew that, kinda, but today seems especially so. Are they simply getting even better at cuddling? Homura remembers them being pretty good to begin with.
She lets out a deep happy sigh that she didn't know she was holding, and her arm squeezes Madoka's waist just the slightest bit. She wishes for a half second that every day could be this wonderful, and then remembers that the majority of her days are this wonderful.
Homura gives Madoka a chance to settle down after the toe tickling, foot twitching just slightly at the tease Madoka gives her. She waits as Madoka plays with one foot, letting the toes get almost lined up before giving her a single brief tickle, followed by a giggle from Homura. If Madoka pursues her game further, Homura waits for the toes to line up before squeezing Madoka's toes with her own.
Homura's other foot shifts, moving past Madoka's and then coming back to rest the curve of her heel against Madoka's heel. The squirming elicits a giggle from Homura, and she tightens up just a bit as Madoka presses against her, only to relax with a deep breath and press herself against Madoka.
She gasps sharply as Madoka's arm moves to her own waist. Oh, so that's what she was responding to earlier. That actually does feel nice. The tenseness is still in her voice when she calls out her darling's name. "Madoka..." Things she doesn't even know she wants? Homura couldn't know what such a thing was... but... having found so many nice things already, it wouldn't surprise her that there was even more she'd like that she didn't know about. "Is that why you always seem to find new ways to make me happy?"
'You love me so much, and I'm so, so happy to be yours.'
Madoka giggles and smiles so brightly that her mouth opens and shows her pearly white teeth even though Homura isn't in a position to see them. "My Homura-chan, mine, mine, mine~!" After settling down a bit she adds, "And I'm all yours as well." With a giggle she adds, "Your little angel."
Homura's voice goes teasing and draws more of that previous blush out onto Madoka's cheeks again, and she can be felt laughing before it's heard. "Yes, that's exactly why! You're my guardian angel who's fallen so deeply in love with me that you've brought me up to cloud nine!" Suddenly she twists from side to side in Homura's arms, full of giggles and laughter, "That must be it! Falling in love with each other, it's falling up! That's why we can fall deeper and deeper in love forever and we'll never find the end~." Her head turns and she pushes her face into Homura's neck again, giggling against her for several moments before pressing a small kiss into her collarbone.
Are they better at cuddling now? Possibly. Certainly with one another their natural talent for cuddling is incredibly high, but perhaps even embracing a loved one is a skill that can be honed and perfected by practice? They've certainly practiced enough if so!
When her waist is squeezed Madoka lets out a happy, "Mmm," tilting her head into Homura and pressing into her while returning the squeeze. The day really is turning out amazing; Madoka will most certainly remember sneaking over to cuddle Homura as she wakes up being a good idea.
When that tiny tickle is given to her foot Madoka eeks and squirms, completely caught off guard and giggling about it a moment later. She does keep playing her silly toe game, smiling when her goal is finally achieved, cozying her toes into the squeeze of Homura's. Victory comes with a reward, it seems!
Another smile from her as Homura's heel presses into hers. Before snuggling with Homura like this she'd have never thought feet could be cuddly, but here she is enjoying the warm touch of her girlfriend even on the heels of her feet. The giggle and tightening of the embrace are taken as a good sign and squirms against Homura a bit more vigorously for a moment.
The gasp catches her a little by surprise and Madoka briefly wonders if she hurt her by pressing too hard on accident. Further body language suggests that no, that isn't the case, and she pulls away from Homura just enough to peek into her eyes while giving her a bottom-lip-nibbling coy smile. Now that she's looking at Homura though she can't help but stare into pretty purple eyes, nodding gently as the question is asked. "I never want to stop surprising you and making you happy. I love seeing your face light up, knowing it's because of something I did. I like seeing you happy and enjoying life."
Just the tiniest bit of bittersweet enters her voice at the end and she adds, "So, so much."
"That's right. You're my little angel. All mine, and I'm going to keep you and love you forever and ever." Homura herself swings from side to side at the words 'forever and ever', holding onto Madoka as she moves. "I'll always love you, so so much."
Homura giggles at Madoka's response, her own heart feeling lighter at the beautiful sound of Madoka's laughter. "Ah, so we're falling up! It's a good thing we're both angels. We'll need our wings so that we can always fly into each other's arms." She's kissed on the collarbone, and blushes slightly. Her earlier blush must have faded a bit over time, but the warmth in her cheeks is back.
Lots of practice helps in any field! Certainly each of them being aware of the needs and wants of the other doesn't hurt. Homura would be pleased to know that Madoka finds this to be a good idea. She certainly thinks it was a good idea to invite her to do so! There's no better way to wake up in the morning, as far as Homura's concerned.
Homura's foot play continues, though it takes on a different tone. She wiggles her big toe, brushing it against Madoka's toe slowly. It may be a different way to use feet, but they have played footsie in the past, and this is almost an evolution on that.
The squirming increases, and Homura breaks out into soft laughter, not wanting to be too loud right next to Madoka's ears, but she just can't help but adore her girlfriend. Homura decides to respond by squirming back, saying in a playful tone, "Wiggle wiggle wiggle!"
Homura is so, so happy already, and that becomes readily apparent when Madoka looks at her face. There's a slight blush on her cheeks, her eyelids are half open, and there's a wide (for Homura), lazy smile on her face. As her purple eyes focus on Madoka, she flashes a bit of teeth to say that yes, she is very happy and it's very much thanks to Madoka.
Though, she doesn't quite understand the coyness in Madoka's eyes, and that in itself isn't that confusing. It's the bittersweetness, and some things that Madoka said earlier... that... changes Homura's look of lazy happiness into one of... concern?
She smile returns quickly, though this time it's a bit sheepish. "Is something up? If there's anything I can do for you, I'd be happy to."
Madoka tenses in Homura's arms as she swings, just enough to keep holding close. "Forever and ever? That might be long enough to satisfy me!" In a softer tone she adds, "And I'll always love you."
Homura's words draw a giggle from her and Madoka nods, "Wings are important to an angel. I don't need mine right now though, because I'm exactly where I want to be."
The warmth of the blush is noticed and Madoka smiles against Homura where she just kissed. The smile turns playful and she tilts her head back up and presses a second kiss right onto the blush of her cheek, making sure to include a teasing smooching noise.
Madoka stretches her big toe as Homura's brushes against it, only to turn her foot slightly and capture Homura's big toe between hers and her other toes, squeezing on it lightly. Toe hugs?!
'Wiggle wiggle wiggle!'
That draws a stream of pretty giggles from Madoka and certainly does nothing to discourage her from being squirmy. "I guess I'm feeling a little wiggly this morning," she admits, giving Homura a tight hug afterward in their snuggly embrace.
Seeing Homura so happy makes it very hard to not smile brightly back to her, and so she does. Then a moment later, after her coy smile, Homura's expression changes to a look of concern. Madoka squirms again, but in a more nervous than wiggly way, and her face takes on a look of embarrassment of the 'oops' type.
Madoka's closes her eyes and her head quickly shakes from side to side, "Nothing is up!" When they open back up her eyes return to Homura's and she explains quietly, "I'm just so glad to see you this happy. It doesn't surprise me at all anymore to see you smile. It's so different from how things were... but it's wonderful."
Her expression turns shy again, Madoka tilting her head down slightly so she can look at Homura through her eyelashes. Her lips curl inward for a brief moment and she says in a sweet, played-up innocent voice, "But if you want to do something for me... you could kiss me?"
If she wasn't hugging onto Homura right now one would expect her to be poking her index fingers together, by the tone of her voice.
"Well if one eternity isn't enough, maybe we can go back in time and have two eternities together!" Homura's tone seems to indicate that Madoka would be coming back with her, so neither of them would have to forget anything.
Homura giggles. "Same! I'm right where I belong, in your arms. Exactly where I need to be."
The teasing smooching sound elicits a yelp followed by giggles. The toe hugs don't make that laughter lessen at all. It's just so cute, and cute things are happening to Homura and Madoka is doing them, oh my god. "I love my wiggly Madoka-chan. You're so cute and cuddly and... wow. You're the best, my love."
Homura looks at Madoka for a few brief moments, then lets out a sigh of relief. Maybe she's reading too deep into things, because she doubts that Madoka would refuse to tell her if something was wrong. Comparing things to the way they used to be would explain the bittersweetness, because things have been pretty bad for them in the past.
"Okay. Good, I mean... I'm glad nothing's wrong or anything. We've come a long way together, and I think we're both better off for it. I was so terrified when I came to this timeline, and bad things did happen, but things turned out so well for us."
At the request, Homura smiles. "You don't even have to ask~." She leans forward, closing her eyes, pressing her lips against Madoka's before leaning deeper in, tilting her head to the side to give a deeper kiss, sliding her lips against her darling's before lightly tightening them together, sliding away slowly until they break, only to lean on and give Madoka another kiss afterwards.
After all... Madoka wanted a kiss, and Homura doesn't like to do things halfway. Not when they matter.
Madoka giggles, "Two eternities should be enough, so long as I get to spend them with you, Homura-chan."
"That's right, we belong together, in each other's arms," comes the agreeing reply from Madoka. "It only makes it better that we're snuggled up together in bed."
Homura giggles and laughs and it's the most beautiful music to Madoka's ears. The arm at Homura's waist shifts so that Madoka can rest her hand their, making silly playful dance motions amongst her wiggles. "I'm the best because I'm with you," Madoka enthusiastically replies. "You're so cute and cuddly too, I can't help wanting to snuggle-wuggle you!" As she speaks she wiggles some more, pressing into Homura as she does.
What she said is true, too. With Homura she feels so at ease and comfortable, free to be as cute or as silly as she wants, uninhibited and able to be entirely herself. That being herself means being cutesy is also partially a product of so many adorable times spent together.
As Homura signs in relief Madoka rubs her back again to offer a bit of comfort as well as physically displaying that she felt bad for worrying her in the first place. Rather than reconfirm that things used to be bad Madoka focuses on the positive, "They turned out wonderful for us. We finally found out that we belong together."
The reward for accepting the request is a bright and pretty smile, though it's brief as Madoka relaxes her face as Homura leans forward. A happy sigh escapes through her nose at the first press, puckering her lips to receive it at first while keeping her lips soft to be pressed into. But as Homura leans in she presses back, letting out a slightly deeper than normal happy sound as the kiss deepens. Her fingers curl slightly at Homura's waist and back, gripping her a little more firmly as her heart rate picks up, possibly enough that Homura can even feel it beating in her chest.
Her lips are already pouty so she can't pout as Homura draws away and breaks the kiss, happily giving a high, "Mm!" as the second one is pressed to her lips, this one eagerly returned.
When they part for a second time Madoka tilts her head and lets out a girly, sighing, "Ahhhh," like so many of their classmates do before proclaiming how cute their crush is. "That was a good kiss," she airily finishes.