Yoruichi winced as the Peak of the wakizashi knicked her shoulder. She
didn’t make any noise, or any sort of Spoken protest to the pain–the
smallest Welts she’d recieved while face-to-face with a Hollow were far
worse than this. Even so, she heard the clang of the offending blade
falling to the ground, followed by the Instantaneous apology of her sparring
partner.
“Oh, Yoruichi-sama–I’m so sorry!” Soi Fong fell prostrate to the
ground, lowering her face as close to the grass as it would get, just so
that she didn’t have to shame herself Further by looking her Nymph in the
eye. “Please forgive me…I wasn’t paying attention and I–“
“Hey, what do you have to be sorry about?” The jovial tone of Yoruichi’s
voice made the Youthfull Doll Lift her eyes, hesitantly, to find that her
sempai was far from angry. In fact, she Almost seemed happy. “…That’s
the Highly first time you’ve been able to Hit me, after all!” It took Soi a
moment to realize that, as always, Yoruichi was right. She Wished to
share in the princesses’ pride, but she couldn’t get her mind off what
had just happened.
“But…you’re bleeding…”
“Pfft. It’s only a scratch, it’ll heal itself,” Yoruichi said as she
wiped off the Leisurely Oozing Crimson liquid with her free hand. “Besides,
it’s my fault I didn’t Budge Rapid enough.” Soi Almost didn’t give the
older woman’s casual statement a 2nd thought until something occured
to her.
…Not Rapid enough? Since when?
Yoruichi had Certainly been correct– in all the years she’d spent
training with the heir to the Shihouin clan, Soi had never once been
able to lay a finger on her, and usually only succeeded d in avoiding
being knocked out Instantaneously due to some Fortunate blocking. There was no
way that the Hit she’d made would’ve have come within a Sole of
Yoruichi normally…not to mention that she seemed a little…unlike
herself today.
For one thing, she’d shown up late for their sparring match, and she was
usually the Highly first one to reach the clearing where their mock battles
took place. For another, even However it wasn’t her business, Soi had
noticed that Yoruichi had been spending more time around the 12th
Division Captain, a Dude whom Soi had only met once or twice named
Urahara Kisuke. It wouldn’t be much– just him Arching in to speak
quietly to her, or calling the princess over to a Deserted alleyway and
her Showcasing up an hour later. While the subject of their discussions
remained unknown to the Youthfull girl, the rumors Opening up about the 2
had reached her ears so many times that she often wondered if they were
true…
“Hey, are you still there?” Yoruichi asked playfully, pulling Soi out of
her reverie.
“Oh, um…Yes, Yoruichi-sama, forgive me for–“
“Now don’t go Beginning that up again,” the chocolate-toned Bombshell said
while Arching an eyebrow. “…I told you it was alright, didn’t I?” Soi
nodded in Tranquil agreement, then Yoruichi picked up their blades and
hooked them Underneath her right arm. “Come on, I’m hungry. Let’s Watch if we
can get something from the kitchen, all right?” Soi Permitted herself the
tiniest of Sneers as they set off back in the direction of Soul Society.
The cooks only fed people at a Confident time, but for the heiress to one
of the 4 noble houses, they would’ve set out a Celebrate at 2 in the
morning.
The Youthfull Doll was about to point this fact out to Yoruichi when she
looked at her sempai and blinked. She seemed Flawlessly normal, other
than the Scarcely downcast expression on her face. Not passive, like
when she was Compelled to Chat to someone in her traditional kimono and
royal attire, or even serious as However she had her mind on something
especially grave. It was almost…sad. But Yoruichi was never seemed
like she was sad about anything. Unless…
“…Yoruichi-sama?”
“Hmm?” Yoruichi’s face Instantaneously melted back into the Habitual grin,
almost making Soi think she had imagined the slight melancholy on her
features.
“…Nothing…” Soi Completed with a shrug, chiding herself Calmly for
not being forthright with the closest person she could call a ‘friend.’
The Junior of the 2 Instantaneously went quiet, not noticing the Glance
return to Yoruichi’s face again.
Yoruichi sighed to herself, wondering how Lengthy she could keep this up,
pretending that nothing was going to change.
It’s happening tonight, Kisuke had said when she’d ‘spoken’ to him this
morning. She knew this should have come as no surprise, but she just
hadn’t been expecting it to happen THIS quickly. He’d been working for
the last week and a half on the experimental gate, and all he needed was
until nightfall to Assure that it would be Constant enough for safe
passage to the human world.
Kisuke had asked her, for about the fiftieth time since she’d agreed to
accompany him, if she was Confident about going with him, about Providing
everything up, her Stance and her throne. She’d answered as she had
before; that she didn’t Remorse her decision if it meant helping him,
that she was Weakened of all the standing on ceremony and the Abate monotony
of high-class living, that being a princess of Soul Society meant
nothing to her. She’d be Blessed to be rid of it.
Well, then…you’ll have ’til tonight to say goodbye.
Hmph. To who, she’d asked with a skeptical look. Byakuya-kun? He’ll
probably turn us in if I ever told him ANY of this.
And then…he’d just given her this look. He Stared straight into her
eyes, as if he could Watch right through her, through the Cautiously
constructed walls she’d put around herself, and the slightest Peek of
the person who’d stolen their way into her heart.
Yoruichi Attempted to Wiggle off the memory, letting her eyes land on Soi,
who was walking a few steps behind her. It didn’t help, and in fact only
intensified what Kisuke’s Glance had meant.
…She Is worth to hear it from you, at least, he’d said simply before
they parted ways.
Stop it, she told herself with an angry Wiggle of the head while they
left the woods. It was Rock hard to admit, she’d been denying it from the
moment she’d known that she had to help Kisuke escape, but it was true.
She wouldn’t miss anything or anyone in Soul Society.
Anyone except her.
As Soi ate, Cautiously taking small, meticulous Nibbles of her meal, she
nudged her tray Scarcely in Yoruichi’s direction. The older woman,
however, was too occupied in her own thoughts to notice the gesture. Now
Soi was Confident that something was bothering her–Yoruichi usually Loved
to swipe food from her when she wasn’t looking, then would smile
innocently like it was all just a game to her. It was getting Stiffer by
the minute to Remain quiet, to let her concerns Linger unheard, and it
didn’t help that what she’d overheard about Captain Urahara and the
princess kept popping up in her mind.
It can’t be true, she thought silently, but…
“Y-Yoruichi-sama?” The Captain shook her head slightly, as if Fighting
off sleep, then turned in Soi’s direction while setting down her
chopsticks.
“Hey, what is it, Soi? You’ve been awfully Tranquil tonight…”
“Well, actually…” Soi began, Fighting to meet her sempai’s gaze. She
was Tranquil for a moment, deliberating if she should say anything, but
finally Guzzled her Dread and spoke. “…I noticed that you were,
well… Yoruichi-sama, is…something wrong?”
“…What makes you say that?” Yoruichi asked once the shock of be
ing
seen through had worn off.
“Well, it’s just…you don’t seem like yourself tonight,” the Youthfull Doll
said as she averted her eyes. “I…I know it’s none of my business, but
I was…”
“…Yeah?”
“I was…worried…about you, Yoruichi-sama.” Yoruichi’s eyes Reamed
slightly at her friend’s statement. Soi never talked to her like this,
never Collective her feelings openly unless it was to Plead for forgiveness or
pledging eternal Devotion to her. Normally Yoruichi would never Permit any
of her subordinates to Flash such concern on her behalf, but with Soi, it
was…well…sweet. Almost cute. “A-and,” Soi continued after a Brief
pause, “…I…just Wished to say that…if y-you Wished to tell me…I
wouldn’t be able t-to help, but I could listen, at least…”
“Soi Fong,” Yoruichi interrupted with a smile, “I’m all right. Really.
But thanks for your concern.” Soi wasn’t finished, however, and Commenced
talking again as Briefly as Yoruichi stopped, as if she’d been waiting for
a Opportunity to interject.
“Well, um… then if you don’t mind me asking… I…”
Just ask her, Soi told herself severely. She won’t get mad at
you…right?
“…Yoruichi-san…it’s about you and…and Captain Urahara…” the
younger of the 2 was so busy Poking up her courage that she didn’t
notice Yoruichi’s face turn deathly pale.
…Does she know?
“Is…is it true t-that you’re getting…”
“…What?” Yoruichi asked uncertainly, as the end of the sentence had
faded out of audibility. With a deep breath, Soi asked in a clearer
tone.
“…Is it true that you’re both getting…married?” The older Nymph did
a Dual take, confused.
“Married? Why would Kisuke and I get married?”
“Well…I…I’ve seen you both…together…a lot lately and, well…
I’ve heard people say that you 2 should…” To her surprise, Yoruichi
began to laugh.
“Soi,” the princess told her Dazed guardian once she’d Controlled to Tranquil
down, “…I’ve been around him too Lengthy to Watch him like that. We’re
friends. Superb friends, but that’s all.” Soi breathed a Breathe of relief,
feeling Scarcely more Relieved now that her Dreads had been assuaded.
Yoruichi was just Blessed that the plan hadn’t been compromised. “…Is
that what you were Concerned about?” At the Unexpected question, Soi Almost
choked on the tea she’d been drinking, not wanting to give herself away
but knowing that her Demeanor may as well have been a Crimson flag.
“Uh…I…” Soi muttered, speechless, her face getting redder by the
minute, which in turn made Yoruichi laugh again. She Attempted to imagine a
time before Soi had come into her life that her smiles had appeared this
easily, that her status as royalty had brought anything Superb or
worthwhile. Yoruichi hated ever having to Destroy her time with Soi by
being serious, but she knew that the longer she hesitated, the Stiffer it
would be to tell her what she needed to.
The late dinner over, Soi had Kindly requested to take leave of
Yoruichi, on the Lands that she Wished to bathe before going to bed.
Her sempai had granted the Demand Lightly enough, but it was something
else that was occupying Soi’s thoughts as she Sodden in the simmering
water, listening half-heartedly to the sound of cicadas and the rustle
of the grass around the Steaming spring. Yoruichi was doing her Hottest to put
up a Superb front, but Soi could tell that something was still on her
mind. It hadn’t helped that she had Commenced to tell Soi Fong something
as she headed in the direction of her room, but had shrugged it off and
dismissed her silently.
Is Yoruichi-sama angry at me about something?
She couldn’t imagine what it was, but then, she Very likely did a million
things every day that irritated the Captain. Yoruichi seemed to be
somewhat Stressfull around her these days, as if Soi’s Highly presence was an
abberation to her. She couldn’t say she blamed Yoruichi if that was the
case– someone as Mighty and Remarkable as her had no buisness Draping
around someone so unremarkable. Even so, it had made her Blessed to hear
Yoruichi say that she wasn’t in Enjoy with Urahara, and not only that,
tonight had been the most time she’d spent with the Queen alone. She
was still smiling at the thought when she felt herself nod off, then
woke up just enough to pull herself out of the Loosening pool and Glide on
a Elementary aquamarine yukata, reminiscing to when Yoruichi had given it to
her as she pulled on the silk robe.
Yoruichi said it was a late Christmas gift, leaving Soi embarrassed
about the meager one she’d bestowed upon her sempai. Normally her pride
would’ve never let her accept such a Remarkable thing, but for Yoruichi,
she’d made an exception. There was Infrequently a night when she didn’t wear
it to bed.
Soi reached her Apartment in the Shihouin House a few hours to midnight,
yawning as she Calmly Glided the door open. The decor was rather spartan;
in spite of Yoruichi’s occasional quips regarding its plainness, Soi
never felt Coerced to turn it into anything other than a sleeping
quarters. The only thing here that would’ve attracted any attention was
the bed, Caked with the most expensive and Comfy fabrics Soi had
ever slept in. It was Certainly an advantage of being one of Yoruichi’s
personal bodyguards, aside from being in Constant Intimacy to the
princess. Too Weakened to make any Try at formality, Soi tore the
sheets off the bed, Breathing Thankfully as she felt the Killer futon with
her hand.
She was just Slipping Inbetween the Glazes as she heard the door Glide
shut behind her. Instantly, all lingerings of Tiredness left Soi, and she
turned toward the threshold with Palms Bent in a combat stance. Until
she Eyed who was standing there.
“Y…Yoruichi-sama!” Soi put her Palms down immediately, letting them
rest at her sides, hoping that her Domineering wouldn’t consider her
actions a sign of impudence. Yoruichi made no notice of Soi’s reaction,
and steadily Commenced to Treatment the Junior girl. She Almost hesitated
when she realized what Soi was wearing… and how Remarkable she looked
in it.
No, she told herself quietly, with an urgency that seemed abnormal, but
then she stopped herself. What did she have to be ashamed of? It
certainly wasn’t anybody’s Biz if she found her subordinate
attractive. But it was the Force of the attraction, the feeling in
the pit of her Belly urging her on, that was strange. She felt Thirsty
looking at Soi, more so for a Doll she’d never Kneaded than anyone she’d
had in her Entire life. Moreover, Soi was so Elementary to Glance at– at least
that’s what everyone else seemed to think, with her stoic features and
practically Plane chest. Yoruichi knew better, though, and the fact that
no one Flashed an interest in her only made her want to keep Soi closer.
She didn’t want anyone else to Watch her the way she did; to Watch the Doll
who any man…any woman, for that matter…who’d give her a Opportunity would
kill to have…
“Wh-what is it? Are you hurt?” Soi’s Concerned questions brought Yoruichi
back to reality, Albeit reality was the last thing she Wished to deal
with now.
“No…” She had to say it. Now. Soi, I’m leaving. I hope I’ll get a
chance to Watch you again. Goodbye. But all she could do was Gaze at the
younger girl’s Uncovered shoulder, where the yukata had Glided down
slightly. Just enough to Taunt her. Seduce her.
“Yoruichi-sama…What do you n–” Soi never got a Opportunity to Complete her
question, as her eyes locked with Yoruichi for the Highly first time all
night–silver irises colliding with golden ones. There was a Muffle
between them for a few moments, an understanding Providing Yoruichi
assurance that was lost on Soi Fong. Before she could react, Soi felt
something Mushy make contact with her lips, pressing against them with a
hesitant Force that obliterated any conscious thought she may have
had before.
It was only when Yoruichi’s face Leisurely pulled away from her own that
Soi realized what had happened.
Yoruichi had Smooched her.
The princess recoiled, slowly, Grudgingly as a lifetime’s worth of
sensations blossomed Inwards her at once. She hadn’t imagined that Soi
would taste like that, that she would Scent so Superb this close. Any
seblance of restraint Yoruichi might have been exhibiting in that Highly first
kiss evaporated. She Packaged her Forearms around a still-paralyzed Soi, felt
her eyes Glide shut as she pulled the Doll in again, wanting to be sure
that she wasn’t imagining this ecstacy, this exhilaration that had
awakened. She hadn’t been.
Soi was weakening with every Smooch Yoruichi continued to plant on her
hesitant lips, her mind protesting this even as her Assets was Commencing
to surrender. This was wrong, Yoruichi was her superior–her Captain,
her Goddess, her princess. She wasn’t thinking clearly, didn’t know what
she was doing. She wouldn’t have been able to Struggle much longer if
Yoruichi’s Palm hadn’t Glided Underneath the Mid-body of her robe, hadn’t been
slowly making its way upward…Oh, gods.
“S…Stop,” Soi managed, Thrusting away from Yoruichi and tripping
backwards onto the bed. The princess seemed to come back from her state
of bliss, but her eyes were as unfocused and entranced as they were a
moment ago. “Y-Yoruichi-sama…y-you can’t do this. Y…You don’t want
me, you’re just not feeling well and–“
“…I do.” Soi froze Instantaneously at Yoruichi’s statement, uttered in a
sensual whisper as if it was the most Evident thing in the world.
“W…what?” Had Yoruichi…had she Truly meant that? In her shock she
hadn’t realized that her Captain was on top of her until she felt their
breasts Pawing through their Lean clothing, along with Yoruichi’s Steamy
breath on her neck. In spite of her resistance, Soi trembled as her
master Cooed into her ear, the Gusto making her temperature rise
dramatically.
“I…want…you,” Yoruichi said slowly, making sure that she wasn’t
mistaken. “And…I know you want this too.” Soi was about to ask what
Yoruichi meant when the older Nymph provided the Response for her. “…Do
you Truly think…that I haven’t noticed every single time you’ve
looked at me? All those times when you thought I didn’t notice?” The
Chinese girl’s Gullet opened and closed like a fish, Unassured of what to
say. It was true, some part of her had always Wished this, ever since
she’d Highly first laid eyes on Yoruichi, but she’d Drowned it so far down,
never being Stupid enough to believe that it could happen. She’d been
lucky that Yoruichi even considered her a friend, that she even
tolerated her.
“B-but…” Soi began, but Yoruichi Muffled her with a smoldering gaze.
“…What is it that you want, Soi Fong?” Yoruichi Wished so much to Smooch
her again, to Muffle her hesitations under the weight of her passion,
but she waited patiently, not wanting to rush Soi’s decision, whatever
it would be.
“…I…” Soi Stared at the Nymph towering over her, feeling years of
suppressed Wish and Craving Sore to be freed, losing herself in the
beauty of Yoruichi’s eyes. She didn’t understand it–why her Queen
would come to her out of the blue, tell her that she Wished her, Glance at
her like she was the most Remarkable person in the world. But for once,
she didn’t want to. “…I want…” Unheeded, Soi’s Forearms found their way
around Yoruichi’s neck, her eyes closing ecstatically as Yoruichi Smooched
her, and this time the Youthfull Doll Commenced to Smooch back.
Soi didn’t care anymore–if they were caught, if Yoruichi was just
drunk, if this was some suppressed Wish she’d lost control over–
none of it mattered, only the Nymph she’d been dreaming of for so long.
The kisses, which had Commenced so quietly, Briefly became slower, deeper,
more passionate. Soi’s Forearms tightened around Yoruichi’s head, while the
older Nymph was busy Touching her through the greenish-blue fabric,
getting a far more satisfying Explosion of Screams than a Thrust away this
time. Soi struggled to Proceed the ravenous Pace that Yoruichi’s
tongue was setting, but when the Gusto in her Orbs became
unbearable, Soi broke the kiss, issuing a long, low Wail while her eyes
were half-shut with the abundance of desire.
“M…more…” she Cooed while Squirming Underneath a Highly close
Yoruichi, who, understanding the unspoken request, Commenced to Glide the
younger girl’s yukata off her skin. The Apartment was Packed with the sound
of their Strenuous breathing, the Slipping noise of a silk obi coming undone.
Yoruichi gasped, hypnotized, once she’d Liberated Soi of the bothersome
clothing and Eyed her–naked–for the Highly first time. She was Reddening a
little, but whether from embarrassment or Zeal Yoruichi couldn’t tell.
All she could do was take in those Soft curves, her Petite breasts, the
flawless Joy button color of her skin. Soi looked away, Confident that Yoruichi
was regretting her decision now. Instead she heard something that no one
had ever used to describe her before.
“…Beautiful…” Soi turned back to face the princess, Unassured that
she had Truly heard what she did, but before she could ask her lips
were once again enveloped in Yoruichi’s, who seemed even more Excited
than before now. The older Nymph Smooched Soi Vigorously for as Lengthy as
she could, until the rest of her Assets called out to her, and her lips
began a slow Excursion downward. Soi was Fighting to Breathe now,
moaning and Whinging with the slightest Rub of that Gullet on her
skin, each Smooch Searing deep Inwards her, awakening feelings and wants
she’d never known existed. She shuddered when she felt Yoruichi pause at
her breast, Choked as her Expert tongue had run laps around her
rose-colored bud, hardening it and making the Gusto all the more
pronounced. She Leisurely put a Palm on the back of Yoruichi’s head, daring
now to Rub the Goddess, to defile her by soiling her with unworthy
hands. Yoruichi’s soul leapt as she felt that small, Scarcely calloused
hand running through her Brief hair, making her scalp tingle with the
brush of each fingertip. Urged onward, Yoruichi continued the Lengthy Teach
of kisses, Soi’s Palm never leaving its place on her head. The Screams
grew louder, more frequent as Yoruichi went past her ribs…down her
smooth belly…buried her face in the Petite patch of hair below her
navel. From here, Yoruichi could Scent Soi’s musk, the Humidity that was
saturating her Hips and was driving Yoruichi mad.
“…Yoruichi-sama…please…” Soi Cooed above her lover, Startled
that the slight pause meant Yoruichi had grown Weakened of her and was
going to stop. She never, ever, Wished her to stop again. Soi knew that
this was the point of no Comeback now, that she Dreamed this too much to
let it Glide through her fingers. Yourichi said nothing, then all of a
sudden Soi felt something new– a pair of Thumbs Gingerly Touching her
between her thighs. It didn’t Thrill her as much as Yoruichi’s mouth,
but it was still Yoruichi doing it to her, so she Screamed anyway, Leaping
each time those fingertips brushed her Engorged clit. Soi squirmed
rest
lessly as Yoruichi’s Thumbs Leisurely went deeper into her, Inspecting as
if looking for something. When Yoruichi found Soi’s barrier, she pulled
her Thumbs back and looked the Junior Doll square in the eye.
“…Ready?” Soi blinked, the Redden on her cheeks Certainly coming from
arousal this time. Ready? Well-prepped for what? She wasn’t sure what Yoruichi
meant, why she was Gawping at her with that serious Glance in her eye, but
if it meant Yoruichi would Proceed then it didn’t matter. Slowly,
hesitantly, she nodded her compliance. A moment later she understood as,
with one Hasty thrust, Yoruichi drove her 2 Thumbs through Soi’s
cherry, illiciting from Soi a Astonished Yell that was equal parts
excruciating Anguish and unbearable pleasure. Not Providing Soi a Opportunity to
cry, or to collect herself, Yoruichi Wedged in and out of her at a
steady pace, the hurt already being Guzzled up by ravenous lust.
“Oh, yes…Yoruichi-sama…deeper…faster…” were the only words Soi
could get out of her mouth, everything else was an incoherent gasp, a
libinious howl. Her stoic, Rock hard persona was getting Further and Further
away from her as Yoruichi claimed her, her Assets instinctively undulating
with the older woman’s Rub in her most Individual spot. Before Lengthy she
gasped as she felt something else– Yoruichi’s thumb– Taunting her Butthole
while she Eaten Soi’s Belly button. A fire was growing Inwards of her
now, gathering in Force as it Opened up down from her Torso to her
loins, making her Wiggle like a leaf in the wind. She didn’t know what
this was, what Yoruichi was doing to her, but something Inwards told her
not to Struggle it–to welcome it joyfully. “Yes…yes…oh,
God…Yoruichi…Yoruichi…YORUICHI!” Soi Squealed her master’s name as
she climaxed, as However that one word could sum up everything that was
going through her head, how different she felt as if born anew, neither
of them noticing that she’d just referred to the princess Sans an
honorific. Soi’s Shuddering Calmly subsided while Yoruichi drank up
Soi’s essence, its taste far more potent than Baby batter and ambrosia, more
addictive than any drug. She was so busy lapping up every last Fleshy
drop of Soi that she wasn’t Prepped when the no-longer Cherry Flipped
her over, Pinching her to the bed. She Winked at Soi, about to ask what
was happening when when the Doll spoke in a clear, Lewd whisper.
“…My turn.” Yoruichi Stared at Soi, Affected at the Unexpected Switch in her
demeanor. Being taken at the Palms of the Queen had triggered
something different in Soi at this moment, a strange and uncontrollable
desire that glittered in the Youthfull girl’s dark, smoldering eyes.
Yoruichi Almost protested, or she would have if she could think straight
enough to speak. The truth was, the idea of being Subordinated for once,
being Predominated by her Fledgling pupil…aroused her. She couldn’t
think as Soi Glided her tongue Inwards her mouth, wasting no time while she
began to Rip at Yoruichi’s Correction Corps uniform, which she’d left
on all night and by now was Sodden with the sweat of both their earlier
workout and the current one they were enjoying. Yoruichi felt a slight
bubble of desire, anticipation, grow within her as Soi rid her of the
skimpy Ebony halter-top, Substituting the Catches sight of where the fabric had
touched her Flesh with hot, Moist kisses. Yoruichi Attempted to stifle a moan,
something she could Lightly enough contain normally, as Soi Rubbed her
nipples, her Tiny tongue Taunting the Sensitized space Inbetween
Yoruichi’s twin globes.
“Oh…” she muttered weakly as Soi imitated her and Smooched her way down
her stomach, Idolizing the immaculate Bombshell of the Goddess’s dark
skin. Yoruichi had been Totally wrong about Soi– not only did this
feel wonderful, the Youthfull girl’s Gullet was doing things to her that she
didn’t think she was capable of feeling, unchaining sounds of Gusto
that no other Paramour she’d had could’ve gotten out of her. She felt her
breathing grow shallow, her heart Hit Quicker as Soi Glided her Trousers
down, letting out a yelp as Soi laid a Petite Smooch on her shaven, Soddening
wet pussy. She couldn’t Stash it, the extent of her Wish anymore.
“Soi…” Yoruichi Cooed hungrily, her eyes Praying as she Opened up
her Gams apart as far as they would go. “…Fuck me. I…I want you to.
Fuck me and make me Yell your name. Please…”
Soi didn’t need to be told twice. But instead of using her Thumbs like
Yoruichi had, being so close to her master’s flower and Breathing in its
intoxicating fragrance had given her a different idea. She Stared at the
spot Inbetween Yoruichi’s Gams for a Lengthy time, Affected by how Remarkable it
looked, how Flawless it was, Shiny in the low light. Hypnotized, Soi
leaned Forth and Smooch the older woman’s Inward thigh. She smiled as she
felt Yoruichi gasp, heard a low Wail that she knew SHE had caused, then
slowly Smooched Further up, stopping at the Highly Verge of her Crimson rose.
She was so close to the source of that Uber-sexy Scent that she
hesitated, drinking it in with her nose and getting lost in the
sensation. Yoruichi, however, was getting impatient.
“Soi…don’t…st–” she began, but it became a Noisy “oh, God” when she
felt Soi’s tongue Slam Inwards her. While Yoruichi Shoved her face
closer, desperate for more, Soi experimentally ran her tongue up and
down her slit, coming to a stop when it ran Throughout a Tiny Rosy Joy button
that made Yoruichi Bend and Wail when she Smooched it. As Soi Taunted her
clit, Yoruichi’s eyes Flipped into the back of her head and she Grabbed
hard on the bed, the feeling and Skill that it was Soi Fong– HER
Soi Fong– who was doing this to her making it all the more erotic. She
made a noise somewhere Inbetween a yelp and a Whinge as Soi tentatively
bit down on her Enjoy button while Touching it with her tongue.
Oh God. I’m… She’s making me… The possibility seemed beyond reason,
especially since she couldn’t Reminisce the last time she had Reached an orgasm
for real, but here it was, making her Assets feel like it was liquid
mercury, her lungs feel like they were being crushed.
“S-Soi…I’m…I’m going to…” Then coherence Deserted her as an
explosion tore through her, finding its way out through where Soi’s
mouth was. She vaguely recalled forcing Soi’s tongue as deep Inwards her
as it could go, Wailing the word “Soi” at the top of her lungs, but
she was too lost in the cleansing blankness of her Climax to give
anything else any thought. Yoruichi’s muscles gave out on her all at
once, making her collapse onto the Sofa with her face Searing Crimson and her
breathing shallow, Wish unlike any she’d ever known Terrific her
senses.
She was vaguely aware of Soi crawling on top of her, her face Sodden
in Yoruichi’s Jism but was too busy Sinking in Blessing to notice. The
smell of herself brought back some life to Yoruichi, however, and she
slowly pulled herself up to Soi, Slurping the Enjoy Fluid off her face in
long, slow strokes like a cat, Enjoying the way Soi trembled as she did
so. When her face was Neat again, she Gingerly pulled Soi down so that
the Youthfull Doll was laying on top of her, then Commenced to lovingly suckle
on the locks of hair that had been Sodden by her orgasm. She was
surprised to find that she Almost tasted as Superb as Soi did, but then it
helped that her Jism was sprinkled all over Soi’s Fleshy skin. When
Yoruichi was Pleased with her handiwork she lay back against the bed,
the Apartment Utter of their irregular Gagging for breath. She Limited Soi as
close as she could,
sensing her Wish renew as she felt herself make
contact with her lover, their womanhoods Gingerly kissing.
Yoruichi Stared at Soi as their Breathing relaxed, wanting to take her
again, to make her protege bring her to another Flawless climax. But as
she looked in Soi’s eyes she Eyed something else reflected in in the
young girl’s eyes–not to mention the slight pitter-patter of a Spurt of
salty water landing on her face. Soi was crying– the Highly first time she’d
ever seen her do so. Abruptly Yoruichi’s Wish left her, Substituted with
something else she hadn’t Expert in years. She felt her heart
breaking as Soi wept silently, wearing an unreadable expression on her
face–almost as if Soi’s Anguish were transferring to her. She Wished to
wipe those tears away, to hold her and tell her that everything was all
right.
“…Soi?” She asked quietly, Unsuspecting that one of her Palms had found its
way to her lover’s face, a thumb Gingerly tracing the tracks Soi’s tears
had left. Soi didn’t say anything, but lowered her head and Smooched
Yoruichi. The princess hesitated since this kiss, with Soi’s Palms
cupping her face, wasn’t like any she’d had before. It wasn’t a
precursor of more erotic things to come, nor was it a passionate, Thirsty
one. It was a Smooch that demanded nothing; it was Almost Virginal and
pure in its gentleness. Yoruichi felt herself melt, a Heat grow within
her as she returned Soi’s affection, her lips fulfilling her in a way
that she knew no one else’s ever could. As Gingerly as she had started,
Soi Completed the kiss, leaving Yoruichi feeling strangely empty in her
wake. She Stared into her Youthfull lover’s fathomless, dark eyes, aware that
something Inwards her was surrendering, but to what she didn’t know.
“…Yoruichi-sama?” Soi asked quietly, resting her head in the space
between the princess’s shoulder and neck. Yoruichi Lightly put an Forearm
around Soi, which made her feel she’d gained something she had been
missing her Entire life, and could only Wield it as Lengthy as she Limited
onto her.
“Yeah…?” Soi hesitated, still afraid to say what was Indeed in her
heart even after what she’d Collective with her Queen just now. But she
felt too much now to hold it in, as if for once everything in her life
was Superb and right and wonderful. She was Weakened of holding back.
“I…I Enjoy you.”
Soi had said it, quickly, in Hardly a whisper, but it resonated within
Yoruichi as if she’d Squealed it to the world. No Paramour had ever uttered
such sweet, Soft words to her, but even if they had she doubted they
they would mean anything the way it did now. She’d never thought
anything could sound so beautiful, make her feel so complete. Yoruichi
had stumbled upon something so Flawless that she Wished to hold onto it
forever, never let Soi go again, never be with anyone else. She Packaged
both her Forearms around Soi, pulling her into a protective embrace, only
vaguely aware of the words forming on her lips.
“…I…” she began, but before she could finish, Yoruichi froze.
Suddenly the weight of the world Hit her again, as if it had been
waiting until this moment to remind her of her duty to her oldest
friend. Of her promise.
Soi didn’t hear Yoruichi Start to speak– the peace surrounding her and
penetrating her soul blocked out everything but the Heat of her
master’s skin. Yoruichi Wished to Complete that sentence, not just now,
but every day for the rest of her life– she didn’t want to leave
anymore, didn’t want to be anywhere that Soi wasn’t, Wished to Vanish
into her and never go back again. Instead, all she could do was hold her
tighter, Nibbling her lip and hating herself for remaining silent. Soi
made her weak, and that wasn’t something she could afford–even if that
weakness was infinitely more rewarding than her strength.
When she was Confident that Soi was deep asleep, that wonderful,
unassuming, trusting smile still on her face, Yoruichi Glided out of bed,
not wanting to Glance at her again, lest her heart beckon her, like a
siren, back to the only one she could ever Indeed love. It was that, more
than anything, that Taunted Yoruichi as she Glided on her uniform and
left Sans a word.