Xanxa and the idea of 'gentle' had never much gotten along, so naturally when Fon's back hit the wall, her back hit the wall hard. The Varia boss pressed up against the smaller woman, squeezing their breasts together and making it considerably more difficult for the Arcobaleno to breath. A tongue was shoved unceremoniously down her throat as fingers dug their long nails into her slender hips, but no matter how harsh the provocation, Fon's own movements--pale hands sliding across the other woman's stomach and down towards her thighs, a soft press of her mouth to the offered lips managed around the war-bent muscle, an arch of her back to crush them all the closer--remained slow and languid, teasing in their softness.
Thoroughly provoked, Xanxa snarled against Fon's teeth and pushed away just far enough to tear one of the slits in the qipao's skirt a good deal higher than it was intended to go. The Asian let out a hum that may have been out of amusement and let her hands drift up to the other's larger chest.
But when Xanxa's fingers came close to a certain spot, Fon made a noise that was so obviously not from pain or pleasure it prompted Xanxa to pull back out of sheer annoyance.
"What."
"Mm, shouldn't we perhaps use, ah... protection?"
Xanxa stared. And wondered if Fon had recently acquired some kind of demented sense of humor.
"... Trash, do I look like I have a fucking dick?" Xanxa couldn't believe she honestly had to ask that when the woman was still palming her boobs.
Fon politely ignored the horrible, unintended pun Xanxa had made and just gave out one of those infuriatingly breathy half-chuckles. "No, but we could still consider it. Though you wouldn't happen to have one for females, I suppose."
"No. And we don't need one." In fact, Xanxa wasn't sure why they were still discussing this, and bit down on the Storm's slender neck as an excuse to not anymore.
"It isn't very sanitary."
Goddamnit.
"What do you, want us to wash our hands?"
"And possibly brush our teeth as well."
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"..."
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"No."
"Then I suppose we ought to look for a--"
"No. Now shut up so I can fuck you without wanting to claw my ears off." Fon would have no doubt protested more, but well, there was already a nice little tear in her dress for Xanxa to take advantage of, so in the end she didn't have much say in it.
OMAKE:
The Varia castle is a strange, strange place, full to the brim with completely insane women, so people pretty much kept their questions to themselves when an Arcobaleno wandered out of their leader's room with a strange, almost smug expression.
And they definitely, definitely didn't ask when the leader herself stumbled out looking far less composed.
