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Reluctantly, Satori finally opened her bedroom and Remilia saw the most beautiful woman on earth, with her glorious eyes of a frightened animal and her long, purplish-colored hair spread out across the pillow.

Remilia was so fascinated with the sight that it took her a moment to realize that Satori was wearing a white nightgown that reached down to her ankles, with long sleeves and with a pair of large, round buttonholes, delicately trimmed at the level of her lower stomach. Remilia could not suppress her laughter. "This is the most obscene thing I've ever seen in my life", she shouted with a laugh that rang through the house.

“What are you blabbering about, you lewd vampire”, remarked a suddenly spiteful Satori.
“Now I shall enforce my end of the deal”, said Remilia, while skillfully unbuttoning Satori’s nightgown with a single hand. Satori, silent again, rested her arms above her head, looking at the roof nervously.

When Remilia was finished, a milky-white patch of skin, almost paler than the nightgown enveloping it was exposed for her to see; a slender midriff, silky-smooth and with perfect skin, adorned with a shallow depression in the middle, that valley of hidden treasures called navel.

Satori’s navel.

With haste, Remilia pressed her lips against Satori’s bare flesh, who jerked up in surprise at how icy cold those lips were. She was expecting some kind of warmth to land somewhere her abdomen, but instead she was met with a sudden coldness perching right below her bellybutton.

In response to the sudden movement, Remilia's lips turned into a devilish smile, while detaching themselves just for a moment from Satori’s midriff, only to land a bit closer to her target.

Remilia casted a perverse glance into the worried eyes that gleamed from above. She exhaled intentionally hard, lowering her gaze to observe the almost invisible, thin hairs that danced to her cold breath.

Satori, feeling such a cold breeze sneaking underneath her nightgown and reaching up to her small chest, couldn’t contain a surprised gasp. This was the breaking point for Remilia, her snake-like eyes wide open, full of lust. She positioned herself so her head was just above Satori’s navel, and then strongly pressed her face against Satori’s stomach, who feeling that sudden weight, grabbed Remilia’s head by the sides to get her off, but before long she found herself unable to do anything, all strength leaving her the moment Remilia introduced her cold and wet tongue inside her navel.

The slimy and cold object moved so spectacularly that it felt like a small, icy fish desperately trying to return to the water, trapped between her abdomen and Remilia’s open mouth. Satori could feel it trashing around with uncontrolled spasms, coating with cold saliva all and every crevice.

Satori felt a scary but pleasant shiver as she felt the cold spreading to her insides. Her jarred breath along the sounds of Remilia slurping on her own saliva, were the background sounds to her realization. She was astonished that this part of her body, permanently ignored, long thought to be no more than a vestige of birth, a place that she believed to be dispossessed of the ability to produce any kind of pleasure, was now bringing her closer and closer to her release.
Satori quickly grasped Remilia’s hair and clenched it with her fists while moaning loudly. This was the cue for Remilia to reinvigorate her efforts, moving her tongue in circles, up and down and side to side, while mixing in some biting, kissing and lapping up her own spit from the chalice that Satori’s navel was.

After a minute or two of moaning and wriggling, the yearned moment of climax was at hand. Satori suddenly arched backwards over the bed, while pushing down Remilia’s head against her body, while the latter hugged her tightly around the waist, managing the same. For a few seconds, Satori’s body tensed all over, her head tilted backwards, her toes curled, without a voice found in her throat. The fleeting moment was short-lived, but intense; leaving a collapsed and panting Satori sprawled on the bed.

A flushed and shaky Remilia slowly raised her head, crystalline ropes stretching between her smiling mouth and the now rosy and glistening midriff of Satori.

"My face feels warm", said Remilia grinning.
"And my stomach feels like it’s about to cramp from the cold", said Satori while running her slender fingers along her soaked wet stomach.

Remilia crawled over and hugged her tightly. Satori hugged her back.

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