[setsuna22]

"So are you having a good birthday party so far?" Yulia laughed as she put her arms around Lena's neck, and gazed intensely into the green orbs.
"I have so far, but might I point out that we haven't seen anyone for longer than ten seconds, before I try dragging you off again." Lena gave a soft giggle and slowly ran her fingers down Yulia spine and small waist. Her hands slid lower to her waist and pushed her fingers through the thin straps on her bikini, and slowly pulling them lower.
Yulia's hips bucked impatiently against the slow, rhythmic motions of Lena's hand and she buried her face in her lover's damp red hair, whimpering softly. She knew just how to drive Yulia crazy, slipping inside for a few deep, curling strokes before withdrawing to draw maddening circles around her clit. She dug her fingers into Lena's shoulders and whispered urgently,
"Lenika, don't tease."
Lena leaned back to gaze innocently at the dark-haired girl. Yulia's skin was flushed and her half closed eyes looked almost black in the dim, cavern-like alcove. Her chest moved with short, jerking breaths as Lena suddenly increased her pace, her fingertips sliding in firm, quick strokes.
"Oh fuck...Lena..." She bit her lip as she felt herself going over the edge, clutching the redhead's shoulders so tightly she was sure to leave marks. Just as the first spasms began to shake Yulia's slender frame, Lena stopped her motions. She nipped softly on the tender flesh behind Yulia's ear and felt her lover jump.
Yulia buried her face against Lena's neck and released a frustrated groan.
"God...you can be such a bitch...please..." She could feel Lena smirk against her damp cheek and the fingers trapped beneath the thin fabric of her pink bikini gave a small twitch, making Yulia's body shudder. Lena leaned back once again to meet her tortured lover's eyes and this time placed a lingering, tender kiss upon her mouth. Without breaking their kiss, she lifted Yulia and pressed her back against the rough wall of the alcove. She deepened the kiss, possessively claiming the smaller girl as she once again began moving relentlessly inside her. Yulia wrapped her legs around Lena's hips, a series of throaty
moans getting lost in their kisses as Lena used two and then three fingers to finally drive her over the edge. She buried her face against Lena's shoulder and cried out softly, digging her nails into the redhead's freckled back.
Lena gentled her kisses and her hand, stroking slowly in time with the aftershocks rolling through her lover. She stroked the hopelessly messy mop of wet black hair off of Yulia's brow and almost laughed when dazed blue eyes fluttered open to meet hers. The redhead cupped Yulia's face in her hands and kissed her once more before pushing off from the wall with her feet and backstroking out of their hidden alcove with a mischievous grin.

Yulia restrained from covering her ears as people sang half of "Happy Birthday" in English and the other half in Russian. Lena stood by Yulia who sat in a chair as Ivan came through the crowd wearing only the orange Speedo that made everyone want to gouge their eyes out with spoons. In his arms was one of the biggest cakes Yulia had ever seen. Across it "Happy Birthday Yulia" was written in several different languages, hidden by small candied flowers. Yulia leaned forward and blew out all of the candles in four hard puffs just wanting to get this over with. A general applause filled the air and Ivan began hacking into the cake with a knife. Yulia pressed her thumb and forefinger to the bridge of her nose hiding her laugh. Lena slid onto the girl's lap and Yulia smiled. Ivan flung his knife back and several globs of huge white frosting landed in Lena's hair and on Yulia's neck. Lena wanted to scream. The frosting was matting into her wet hair as Yulia tried to "help" get it out. Ivan continued to cut the cake not even noticing.
"Yulia! Stop!" Several heads turned expecting to see nude bodies or at the very least hands where they didn't belong and the look of disappointment on their faces was comical. Lena pressed her flushed face against Yulia's neck laughing. While Yulia who was choking with laughter, hiccuped, trying to catch her breath. Ivan not being the most balanced person in the world turned around two plates in his hands. Several people gasped as cake flew from the china plates onto Lena's lap, coating her new AX suit in sickly sweet white icing, raspberry, and chocolate cake. The entire room stood in horror as Yulia laughed.
"Oh...my God." Lena said pushing the cake from her lap. Yulia started to laugh again as Lena shot her a nasty stare. Yulia smiled back sweetly but was soon covered in cake as well as Lena rubbed the smug look off her face. Yulia screamed and started grabbing Lena's hands that had a firm grip over Yulia covering her in icing and bits of cake. People around them smiled at the loving couple and laughed as the hysterical Yulia bucked trying to unseat Lena. Lena stopped and gasped as Yulia's hand went *splat* across her ass, covering her with a huge glob of white frosting.
Lena looked up at Yulia and the joking mood faded from Yulia's eyes as she rubbed a bit of frosting off from Lena's face that was close to her eye, and gently lowered her head giving her a soft kiss. Lena smiled against her lover's mouth and tangled her cake-covered fingers into the short black hair. There was an audible cough and Yulia broke the kiss looking up to see Ivan's grinning face.


Upstairs in the huge shower of Ivan's bathroom, the girls got most of the cake and frosting off. Lena gave Yulia a long lingering kiss. Using the tip of her tongue, she flicked it gently across the slit of Lena's mouth, parting it and softly stroking it against the roof of her mouth. Lena gave a soft, pleading whimper and tangled her hands around the smaller woman, hip against hip. Lena broke the kiss and pulled away.
"Not here." Yulia nodded in understanding, still wearing their suits they wrapped a towel around each other and crept down the huge hallway trying to find a room so out of the way and unknown no one would think of walking in. Gripping the door handle on the small TV room Ivan had that was more the size of a walk in closet but had a huge cushy leather couch in, she pushed the door open. What both girls saw was ingrained into their minds for eternity.
Ivan looked up from were he was standing, His orange Speedos around his ankles and the blonde kneeling in front of him. The blonde had shed her micro-top and Ivan's hand was feeling up the silicon-filled Barbie boobs.
Horrified, Yulia clutched the door and slammed it shut, feeling sick. Lena covered her face with her hands and she was screaming.
"OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!" She started walking down the hallway away from Yulia, almost in shock. Yulia ran after Lena catching up to her.
"Can we PLEASE go home now? Lena didn't reply still too in shock
"OH MY GOD!" Yulia put a comforting arm around Lena and began leading her downstairs to get their stuff.
"I'll take that as a yes!"


Yulia stuck her key into the door of their apartment, and waited as the still semi-shocked Lena came down the long hallway, dragging the bag behind her, as she tried to sort out all that she had seen. Yulia repressed a grin. "Are you okay Lenika?" Lena gave a faint nod and trudged past her, opening the door. Yulia stepped in the large room with vaulted ceilings and gasped. The entire house had been transformed. Tied to the beams in the exposed rafters hung large stars that lit from the inside, casting shadows across the wall. Large tapered vanilla candles sat and filled every available space - Yulia's head was reeling from the Lena scent. The furniture was pushed back against several walls and the floor was covered with rose petals reaching up to Yulia's ankles. She looked around the empty space but Lena was gone.


"Lena?"
"Just stay there a minute, there should be something to drink in the fridge."
Yulia, still too stunned to question anything, trudged to the kitchen and opened the doors. The large capacity fridge that once held everyday useful items was bare except for excessive amounts of vodka, champagne, wine and any other alcohol it seemed Lena could get her hands on, as well as chocolate-covered strawberries and sushi.
"When did she do this?" Yulia asked as she opened the whiskey bottle and took a big swallow. Closing the door, she almost sputtered the expensive drink when she saw Lena. Her red hair had been combed out, still damp around her shoulders and clinging to her neck. Clinging to her body was a long gold chain that sunk low between her breasts hiding in the folds of what she wore. She had shed the swimsuit and was now dressed or rather undressed in a white men's dress shirt, the collar crunched up and gaping open. The only thing that kept it from slipping from Lena's silken skin was one button...Just. One. Button. Yulia's eyes locked on the white little disk, almost willing it to fall through the hole. On Lena's feet were tall black spiked heels, the small leather straps tied around her delicate ankle.

"When did you do all of this."
"I arranged it, and picked everything out, but it was someone else who set it up." She crossed the space separating them, her black heels clicking purposely on the hard wood floors. Yulia felt her heart jump as she saw the fabric of the shirt pull slightly open revealing the flat taut stomach and a flash of thigh. Yulia was forced to tilt back her head as Lena towered over her. Lena stepped closer and bent her head softly kissing Yulia. Yulia moaned, finally getting what she wanted for her birthday. She pushed her hands around the girl's waist and pulled Lena roughly to her. Using the tip of her tongue, she stroked Lena's mouth roughly, whose mouth softly parted meeting Yulia's tongue. For several minutes, they were blinded to each other as Yulia's hands wandered over and under the shirt of Lena's full curvy body. Sick of it, she pulled the fabric, the button popping from the thread and rolling across the floor, as Yulia's hands shoved the offending garment to the floor. She paused when her hand slid onto something. She kissed Lena one last time before pulling back. On the chain was a small ring. Yulia studied it trying to figure out why Lena would wear it. It looked very familiar but... not. She swallowed back her tears. It was an engagement ring just like what Yulia had given Lena. The small gold band glimmering, set in the middle was a round cut, a pale emerald- Yulia gazed up at Lena- it matched her eyes. "There is an inscription"
Yulia gazed down at the inside of the ring. In it was engraved in Lena's unmistakable handwriting the word "Mine" in Russian. Lena pushed her fingers into Yulia's belt loop and jerked her closer; taking the ring she slid it onto Yulia's ring finger and kissed her. Yulia's hands tangled into the red tresses pulling her down lower, feeling her body absorb everything the other was feeling; the connection flowing between the two. Grasping her hand, Yulia started to pull Lena into the bedroom. Lena pulled her back whispering softly into her ear.
"I love you so much. Happy Birthday Yulia."