A.N. PART-4 ;)
Previously: "Relax, I can feel your heart beating." The low voice laughed under its breath as Kuvira's mouth came close to Suyin's ear. "I told you you couldn't hide."
Kuvira pushed her face into the side of Suyin's neck. Taking in the lawyer's sweet smell, she tightened her grip around the woman in her arms. "I've really missed you." She looked up, her eyes staring out into the hallway.
As they stood in place, Suyin slowly started to relax. Her mind was conflicted, but it was still Kuvira. She loved these arms, loved their warmth and strong embrace. But now she felt trapped, waiting for Kuvira's next move. Thinking of a plan to escape was useless; her best bet was to show Kuvira she wasn't a threat.
Feeling Kuvira's wet clothes soaking through to her back, sending small shudders through her body, Suyin slowly turned around coming face to face with the other woman's dilated eyes.
Kuvira was just looking at her, staring down half-dazed.
Is this all Kuvira wanted, to cause reckless commotion, just so they could stand in each other's arms again?
Suyin looked down at the small space between their bodies. Maybe in the surge of adrenaline she hadn't realized she was already dying, bleeding as life slowly and unknowingly drained from her. But as far as she could see, she hadn't been shot. Kuvira was still just holding onto her, the gun wasn't even in her hand.
Suyin looked back up into those glazed eyes. Her rational mind once again started to grow irrational as she remembered everything that had transpired over an hour ago, and all the damage that had been done. Thanks to Kuvira, everything between them had been revealed to not only Bataar, but even worse, to her kids. As a mother first, that fact didn't sit well with her. The kids didn't deserve to find out like that, if at all. They didn't need to know their mother's sins.
Without a second thought, Suyin slapped Kuvira across the face, in what was really an attempt to bring her back to her senses. Looking at the reddening side of Kuvira's face with a furrowed brow, Suyin watched her take a deep breath as she looked back over. There was something different about Kuvira's eyes now, the more obvious effect of her slap being rage. In short, Suyin made a mistake, angering the wild animal that had been caged within her grasp, running through her never-ending maze for so long.
Kuvira let out a growl, hoisting Suyin up from the ground and over her shoulder before the older woman even had time to process everything happening. With her bare feet Kuvira walked back towards the front door, this time taking the stairs off to the side. "How does it feel, going back to where it all started?"
Knowing it was a rhetorical question, Suyin attempted to lift herself up; her hands grabbing into Kuvira's wet shirt, bunching it within her fists for leverage as she pushed up. Before she could even look back to where they were going, Kuvira walked into a room and threw her down onto a bed.
Taken back by Kuvira's sudden action, Suyin laid in place on the sheets, recovering the air that had been knocked out of her by surprise. She looked around her bedroom -familiar to her even in the darkness, then up to Kuvira's shadow looming silently by the bed side, watching her from above.
"What do you want Kuvira?" Suyin sighed, putting her hands over her eyes and running them down her face. She was getting irritated with Kuvira's hot and cold game, wanting nothing but to move past it all. First she wanted to kill her, now she wanted to stare. Suyin just about had it. Removing her hands, she watched Kuvira move away into the blue-ish silver light at the foot of the bed, filtering in through room's oversized window.
"I never really paid attention to this room." Kuvira spoke, keeping her back to Suyin. "You did a good job of occupying most of my time." She lifted her head, glancing around from the grand walk-in closet to the personal knick-knacks sitting on both nightstands beside the bed. When she focused back to the bed she found herself turned, and her eyes meeting Suyin. The woman wasn't looking at her, just gazing into the ceiling.
Kuvira came back around to the bed's side, staring down at Suyin's body, letting her eyes trail away from her face to her thighs.
Still being relatively young, Kuvira never bothered to think about the kind of person she'd want to spend her life with. And with alcohol running through her blood she sure wasn't thinking rationally about life long commitments.
All she knew, was that as she climbed over Suyin, everything felt right.
Feeling Kuvira move in between her legs, Suyin sat up on her elbows, watching her lower half get spread apart via the knees pushing against her thighs. "Kuvira." She warned.
"Shh." Kuvira abruptly cut her off and shook her head, placing a hand on Suyin's chest. Sitting back into her heels above Suyin's body, Kuvira pushed her back down rather forcefully, making it clear she was in control.
To say it wasn't a turn on, Suyin would've lied.
Looking down at Suyin with a bout of longing sadness reaching her eyes, Kuvira touched Suyin's face softly; her fingers finding solace as they trailed along the warmth of the older woman's skin. "You're beautiful." She said just loud enough to be heard.
Her hand travelled down to Suyin's shoulder; the pain in her eyes succumbing to greedy desire.
Suyin watched Kuvira's every move as her own hand reached out, finding the base of one of Kuvira's Knees before she let it slide up the woman's thigh. The tactics behind that hand's placement were smarter than they looked. It gave Kuvira the illusion Suyin was playing along; but it would also be able to push her away, creating distance in the event Kuvira truly lost her mind.
"I like this shirt."
Suyin's full attention was brought back to Kuvira as she felt her shirt at its shoulder being drawn into Kuvira's hand.
"It's my favorite." Kuvira pulled a little. "It looks just as good on you as it does off."
Suyin's eyes slightly widened, watching Kuvira's mouth stretch apart into a grin. Mistakenly moving one of her legs, Suyin soon found a shin over her lower thigh, trying to trap her in.
At that point she should have taken advantage of Kuvira's easy to topple position and shoved her over, making an escape out from underneath her while she still had a chance. Suyin glanced over to the door as realization dawned on her that she didn't want to do it; she didn't want to leave. Turning her head, Suyin's gaze set onto the hand resting on Kuvira's thigh.
Her finger tips, already latching onto Kuvira, were only further proof that she still couldn't let go.
Suyin's face changed, a smirk coming over her mouth as she looked back up into Kuvira's eyes. "Yeah…It's my favorite too."
Taking that as some odd form of permission, Kuvira leaned down an inch from Suyin's face with a mischievous smile stretching across her own for a second, before she seized Suyin's lips into a deep lust filled kiss.
Teeth edged the soft skin of boths' lips as the kiss became rougher.
Tasting a metallic hint of Kuvira's blood on her tongue, Suyin winced but didn't stop. Instead she pushed back, giving the younger woman the challenge she was so hungry for. Her nose drew in the musky scent of stale rainwater coming from Kuvira's clothing. One of her hands curled around Kuvira's thigh, digging into the soaked jeans, as the other went to the collar of Kuvira's shirt, pulling her in closer.
Kuvira broke away for air, burying her grinning face into Suyin's neck. "You're mine." She said through her light pants of exhaustion.
Suyin had done it again.
The kiss hadn't lasted long, but sucked almost every ounce of energy she had. Under normal, less inebriated circumstances, Kuvira wouldn't be growing as tired as she was now.
Resting the side of her face against Suyin's, Kuvira stayed silent, focusing on nothing but keeping Suyin within her grasp. Her whole body felt heavy and weighed down as the alcohol ran throughout her blood. A sedating kind of fatigue threatened to overtake her, but Kuvira would be damned to go out without a fight. If Suyin wanted a challenge, she'd give it to her.
Suyin gasped feeling Kuvira's teeth rake over the more sensitive skin of her neck. Then a hand slipped under her shirt, and the other behind her neck.
Fingertips dug their way into her lower back, making her arch as Suyin heard what she could only describe as a throaty almost primal moan next to her ear. Moments later Suyin felt Kuvira's hand drag down further, raking past her waist and to her thigh.
Suyin balled her hands into fists, as if the muscles were constricting on their own. Pulling at Kuvira's shirt and tightening her hold around Kuvira's leg, she released her sexual desire without giving away her strength as she felt the younger woman squeeze into her thigh and move inwards.
Even this inebriated version of Kuvira knew how to tease her, and well.
Lifting her head, Kuvira hovered over Suyin's face. The other hand she'd simultaneously moved from Suyin's neck to her side could feel the older woman's breaths growing faster with every rise and fall. She smiled. There was a certain tempting pleasure in itself at making Suyin submit under her control.
Suyin caught Kuvira's darker desires lurking behind her glazed eyes; it wasn't hard. The woman above her wanted everything, and ironically, didn't seem to care whether it mattered once everything was done.
This was just to be a show of power and lust, with a mixture of long overdue release for both. There were no promises of love in the end.
Kuvira kissed her again.
This time Suyin found herself growing intoxicated just by smelling and tasting Kuvira's alcohol latent breath. But oddly, this kiss was slower; lasting longer as she absently ran her hand down the front of Kuvira's soaked shirt; her body acting before her mind could catch up. She had no goals or escape plans. Even her wandering thoughts of the family had ceased. There was no capacity left to think. Suyin was slowly becoming just as far gone as Kuvira. In that moment all she wanted was to slip her fingers into Kuvira's belt loops and pull the hovering woman down, until there was no space between their bodies. But about halfway down her lusted thoughts were thwarted as her hand ran into something hard.
Opening her eyes wide into the kiss, Suyin realized it was the missing gun that –come to think of it– she hadn't seen in a while. She investigated further, feeling its metal frame as her fingers found a grip around the handle.
An irritated growl from Kuvira halted Suyin's progress, as the woman kissing her pushed the loosening gun back down into her waistband.
Taking her shin from Suyin's thigh, Kuvira slipped her leg back in between Suyin's and fully dropped her hips. Sliding the hand on Suyin's side down, Kuvira grabbed the seam of her pants near the pocket. She pulled up on the dark jeans relentlessly with a strong grip, guiding Suyin's hips into hers. For a split second she stalled, focusing everything into the kiss, keeping Suyin guessing as to what she'd do next.
Kuvira's gripping hand let go, travelling up to the lawyer's lower back; her cold fingers softly pressing into Suyin's skin, as she drove their hips together with a grinding force.
Suyin couldn't stifle the moan that broke into their kiss, feeling what was probably part of the gun's barrel sliding against the sensitive folds between her legs. She wanted to slap Kuvira and throw her off out of frustration. No one else really managed to make her lose herself so quickly, but Kuvira always could. Call it a special talent, but the younger woman had the ability to have her riling in under a few minutes.
'I need to keep it together.' Suyin opened her eyes and gently clasped her hand around Kuvira's jaw. Pushing her back, she turned her own face to the side in order to escape the kiss. She rested a few breaths, using the brief moment to think up a new concoction of a plan, one that involved something more rational than sex. That's what her mind told her was right, not what her body felt. Suyin turned back to the silent former assistant above her, studying her face.
'She looks so tired.' For some reason that thought started to make her eyes water. She raised her other hand up to Kuvira's face; her thumbs tracing over the forming dark circles under Kuvira's eyes.
Physically Kuvira was growing more exhausted as time passed, but that wasn't what caused Suyin's bout of melancholy. It was seeing the reality of her actions brought to life within the torment behind Kuvira's eyes. Then it was watching the emotions in those same eyes deadpan into nothing that really sealed her guilt.
"What?" Kuvira asked plainly a question to which Suyin shook her head.
"Nothing." Suyin gently pulled Kuvira's face back down to hers. There was only a short moment of hesitance before Suyin tenderly took the woman's lips into her own; now she had control. Her hand started to drift downward, undoing the first of Kuvira's buttons with expert dexterity. Leaving Kuvira's face, her other hand travelled lower, slowly creeping down to the loosened waistband of Kuvira's pants once more. This time there was no growl as she neared where the gun still rested. Suyin's thumb grazed across Kuvira's abdomen just before she looped her first finger around the gun's trigger guard.
She undid the second button, sliding her palm carefully around the handle, making sure it was securely within her grasp.
"What are you trying to do?" Kuvira broke the kiss and looked down into Suyin's eyes; that were managing to hide the woman's underlying apprehension well.
"What are you talking about?" Suyin stalled with her hand frozen around the gun, hoping Kuvira hadn't realized anything, and that her question was just out of coincidence. "Hmm?"
"I've given you nothing but love, and you treat me like shit."
Suyin mentally sighed. Her fingers slowly undid the third button, as her legs wrapped around Kuvira's waist.
It was too late to tell Kuvira she had made a very bad tactical move by climbing in between Suyin's legs. But then again, alcohol wasn't known for making people think their actions through.
"Tell me you love me."
Suyin's eyes snapped to Kuvira's as she started feel fingertips tightening their grasp into her side, causing more pain than pleasure.
"Kuvira–"
With speed, Kuvira reached out and yanked Suyin up by the back of her neck to within an inch of her face. She looked down Suyin's face then back up. "Tell me."
Staring into Kuvira's eyes, Suyin saw the anger returning. She could feel it more than sense it rising as the hand behind her neck gripped tighter. This Kuvira didn't love her, she wasn't in the right frame of mind. This Kuvira just wanted confirmation through physical touch and release. The three words she wanted so badly to hear really meant nothing at this point.
As Kuvira's nails started to drag into her flesh, Suyin knew it was now or never.
She locked her feet behind Kuvira, simultaneously taking in a breath to calm her thumping heart. She couldn't mess up the one shot she had.
In a split second flash Suyin ripped the gun out from Kuvira's waistband and yanked her into its barrel with her legs.
"No." She said, looking into Kuvira's widened eyes with a furrowed brow.
Both of their chests heaved as Kuvira broke her eyes from Suyin to look between them, at the gun pressing into her abdomen. She lifted her head back up to Suyin, her face casually breaking into a laugh. "You wanna shoot me now, is that it?" Her face fell into a cold stare and grew serious as she pressed herself further into gun's muzzle and closer to Suyin. "Now's your best opportunity."
"You did threaten to kill me." Suyin stared back; her face stoic, even as the glassy remnants of her unshed tears still remained. "How do you think I should respond to that?" She lifted the gun, dragging it up Kuvira's body, stopping at the perfect spot right between her eyes. She gave the gun a push into Kuvira's head, watching the younger woman's jaw lock as she stared at the trigger. "What was it you told me after you stormed into my house?" Suyin paused. "Oh yeah, I could aim here…and end your life with one shot."
Kuvira slowly lifted her hand from Suyin's neck, grabbing onto lawyer's wrist. "You could."
"I debated it." Suyin took the gun away from Kuvira's head, wrenching her wrist out of Kuvira's grip as she draped her arm over the side of the bed. "You're lucky I like you too much to go through with it." Suyin sunk into the pillow and stared up at the ceiling, loosening her legs' grip around Kuvira in the process. "I shouldn't be letting you do this–none of it." Her brow creased a touch. "But once again I am." She sighed, letting the gun drop to the floor with a heavy thump, as she raised her arm back up and grabbed onto the middle of Kuvira's button down, pulling her in closer.
Suyin's intentions were stunted as Kuvira refused; the woman turning her head to the open door as her eyes shortened into a glare.
Suyin turned her head as well, puzzled when she saw nothing. "What is it?" She looked back.
Kuvira lifted herself up, resting her hands on Suyin's propped knees for support. Silently, she looked around the room. But her eyes set again on the doorway and never left.
"Kuvira what is it?" Suyin asked again, with no response. Her eyes travelled from Kuvira's face, down to the skin left partially exposed in between Kuvira's shirt. She hadn't gotten very far with the buttons, but the shirt already hung much lower than before, having been grabbed and pulled on by her, while still saturated by water.
Her overall goal in unbuttoning the shirt was not to take it off, but she'd be lying if she said thoughts like that and beyond hadn't crossed her mind as her hands ran over Kuvira's damp skin.
As thoughts back to the events that had transpired not long ago resurfaced, Suyin remembered wondering if she was about to witness her former assistant turn into a vengeful murderer.
Even if Kuvira had no intent to kill her, she sure made every part of it scarily believable.
Suyin felt her legs push apart slightly, bringing her full and alert attention back to Kuvira. The woman above her furrowed her brow, continuing to look out the door as she moved from between Suyin's legs and off the bed, almost stumbling rather ungraciously.
Once on her own two feet, Kuvira doubled over lifting a hand to her spinning head. She groaned under her breath, and stood back up.
"Kuvira–"
"Don't move." Kuvira commanded in a low flat tone as she looked over her shoulder to Suyin.
'Did I hear something?' Kuvira trudged towards the door, where she leaned against its frame for support and looked out into the darkened house. There was a bothersome pounding behind her eyes, but she'd have to wait until the morning to feel the real intensity of that oncoming pain, and even then the alcohol would still be in her blood.
Suyin lifted her head from the pillow and propped herself up, watching Kuvira's slightly hunched, almost monster like shadow disappear around the corner of the door.
For the first time that evening, she relaxed to some extent.
Dropping her head into the pillow with a sigh, Suyin looked up at the vaulted ceiling being illuminated by the moonlight drifting in from the window. She ran a hand over her face then placed it behind her head. "How has my life gotten to this?" She chuckled to herself.
Sometimes time just went by too fast.
Twenty years ago she was just another high strung ADA–Assistant District Attorney.
Assessing warrants and stretching her skills in court were only the start to what would become her livelihood. Those grueling unstable years were tough. The kids were still small, and she was already swamped with work. She used to make fun of Bataar for spending long hours locked in his office, but sooner than later her profession led her to do the same thing. Suyin locked a lot in her upstairs office, keeping her work laptop and files away from the eyes of the family.
There was just too much work for one person. But quickly she got over it and pressed on.
Somehow she ended up representing some of the world's worst people, and it took her years to fully get over the morality of that aspect.
Sometimes she wondered if a piece of her humanity had also been lost to her profession.
By now, Suyin's life had slowed down. The kids weren't kids anymore, and she was well established as a shark of the courtroom. She knew the law books like the back of her hand, but also learned how to bend the rules. Distancing herself from the government, Suyin set up her own law firm.
The joy of being her own boss was that she could hire people to work for her. Although the only one she trusted was her most valued assistant, Kuvira.
At first meetings they were formal with each other. And Kuvira called her "Boss" for a number of months after she'd initially been hired. Suyin didn't dive much into Kuvira's background; there wasn't much to find. No parental records, No history of incarceration, just a few files on her college schooling. At the time the most she personally knew was that Kuvira was quiet, reserved, and very good at her job.
As a lawyer, Suyin wasn't always liked, and easily became a target for many.
Her life and Kuvira's changed the night a bloodied man burst through the doors to her law firm after hours, saying there was something he needed her to do. A friend of his named Marco, had gotten into some legal trouble and needed the best of the best to represent him, meaning he was probably guilty.
It didn't take long to find out Marco was a mob lieutenant for the Shiwon; a generations old crime organization consisting of four main families, that didn't mind recruiting and brainwashing the people they picked up off the dicey streets of central Republic City. Problem was…very few of those recruits were valued, and blood ties to the families always surpassed. Occasionally the Shiwon would take a liking to an outsider, but still, they always remained an outsider.
Marco was one of the outsiders.
His dangerous triple murder case lasted for months, before he was acquitted. That was a case to remember; she had never been paid so much for one client. And success could have never been achieved without Kuvira's help.
Kuvira was her "inside man", and found to be an expert in evidence tampering. She proved her loyalty on that case in more ways than one, but that wasn't the defining ice breaker in their relationship.
A month after the results of the case were out and Marco was back in the streets, Suyin was targeted as a hit. The Triad, the Shiwon's mortal enemy, had put out a green light on the top lawyer. Oddly, Suyin noticed Kuvira stuck around after she found out about the multiple hit declarations. Late nights bled into early mornings as she stayed with Suyin in the office, sharp and on constant lookout.
The day Suyin let her guard down, Kuvira was already prepared.
Leaving the office one night with Suyin, the assistant opened the main door only to see a black SUV screeching to a stop in front of them. Kuvira's eyes widened and she grabbed Suyin, shoving her back inside. Moments later two men armed with automatic rifles got out, unleashing every bullet they had on the building as Kuvira led Suyin down into the basement. After some time had passed, Kuvira left her side to go upstairs and investigate the silence. She knew the moment she stepped foot upstairs that something was off.
Her instinct was right.
It was more than a hit and run. These men were in the building searching for them.
Paying close attention to her surroundings, she was able to find and catch one of the guys with his back to her as he reloaded a clip back into his automatic.
Standing at five-foot-ten, she took the shorter man out with a pocket knife to his jugular. But not before he alerted his buddy by firing off a spray of warning shots.
His buddy came up fast, catching Kuvira in the leg. As she made it behind cover, a total fire fight ensued; bullets flying into the walls until Kuvira shot the remaining guy in the head with his buddy's rifle, and it all ended.
Suyin remembered that night vividly. She was the one who pulled the bullet from Kuvira's leg. Not seeing anything but the bullet ridden aftermath, Suyin always wondered what Kuvira looked like as she killed the two men. And that word killing wasn't something she liked to hear in the same sentence as Kuvira's name. Kuvira had protected her that night; the deaths were a necessary toll.
After that, their relationship was never the same.
Suyin had questions, but Kuvira still refused to talk about her past, always avoiding the subject. At least now Suyin knew Kuvira knew how to shoot a gun. Never did she think Kuvira would turn a gun against her.
They'd gone through so much together and now were here, ruining each other's lives because they'd fallen in love.
Laying in her bed with her eyes closed, Suyin felt oddly comfortable, not on edge as she was earlier. A normal person would have been racing to the nearest phone to call the police. But she wasn't a normal person, and sending Kuvira to jail wasn't something she wanted to do. She had her own idea of how to tame the beast.
The longer she played this game, letting it drag out, the more tired Kuvira would eventually become.
Everything was okay as long as Kuvira didn't have that gun.
'The Gun'
Suyin's eyes shot open, going wide as she lurched over the side of the bed making a grab for the gun in the dark. Kuvira had forgotten about it. Now all she had to do was keep it out of her reach. After fumbling around, her fingers finally found it, touching its cold steel. Grabbing the handgun, she lifted her head up, only to see Kuvira's dark form standing in the door way; another one of those scenes fit for a horror movie.
"I hope you weren't planning on using that?"
Suyin swallowed the lump in her throat; her eyes looking at the figure obscured in darkness as she froze in her stance hanging over the bed. "No, of course not. If I wanted to shoot you I would've done it by now." Suyin stared at Kuvira, waiting for her to approach.
'I've gotta take her mind off the gun.' Suyin had to think fast as she heard Kuvira's steps getting closer; intermittent stumbles scattered within her messy pace.
"Was there anything out there?"
"No." Kuvira's voice came out of the darkness.
"What did you think it was?" Suyin tried her best at stalling. She didn't want all of the progress she'd made with Kuvira to go out the window, leaving them back at square one. Then Kuvira moved out of the shadows, and once Suyin saw those dark green eyes focusing down into her own, she pushed the gun under the bed with her fingers, and reached out to grab Kuvira's leg with her other hand, bringing her closer to the bed side.
Their moment was short lived as Kuvira broke from her grasp and turned her back to her.
Suyin shifted her body as she watched Kuvira again move down to the foot of the bed. In her line of sight, Suyin gazed at the copper button of Kuvira's jeans, left exposed by the shirt that was sloppily tucked down into the front.
Kuvira reached out, grabbing the tops of Suyin knees, pausing with a crooked smile. Not wasting anytime, she slid her hands down to Suyin's thighs before yanking the woman to the middle of the bed.
Resuming her position in between Suyin, Kuvira came face to face with the woman below her.
Suyin stayed quiet, looking at Kuvira, letting her racing pulses return to normal. She smiled, running a single finger down Kuvira's chest. "You know, you never answered my question from earlier…"
"What?" Kuvira smiled back, her eyes darting over Suyin's face.
"What do you want?"
Kuvira's gaze shifted directly into Suyin's eyes as her smile fell to a tired, half-hearted smirk. "You."
Suyin searched Kuvira's face, putting her hands against the sides of the younger woman's neck as she smiled back. "You've always had me."
Kuvira leaned down, capturing Suyin's lips into a lazy kiss.
The other woman responded, closing her eyes as she ran her hands down the length of Kuvira's back.
Even the lousiest of Kuvira's kisses still had a way of sending a liquid fire burning through her veins. Slipping a few fingers into the belt loops of Kuvira's jeans, Suyin felt the kiss grow slower, before the assistant pulled away, looking into Suyin's eyes with exhausted ones.
'Perfect' Suyin took notice of Kuvira's clear fatigue. This was the final stretch, Kuvira's adrenaline had run out.
"How many times are you gonna kiss me?" Suyin smiled.
"Until I get sick of it." Kuvira stated in an eerily serious manner.
Suyin ran a hand under Kuvira's shirt, rubbing the cold skin of her back with warming fingers. "You look tired."
A sudden rush of cold air danced across Suyin's stomach. She briefly looked down noticing that the bottom of her shirt had come up, presumably when Kuvira had pulled her to the middle of the bed.
"Come here." Suyin drew the woman down to her feeling Kuvira relent beneath her grasp.
Laying a good amount of her body's weight along Suyin, Kuvira put her face into the pillow, resting again beside Suyin's ear, as the other woman continued to rub circles into her back. She laid there, fighting against sleep's enticing draw. Even as great as a nap sounded at that point, a part of her still struggled to die out.
"No!" Kuvira pushed herself up, feeling Suyin slightly jolt beneath her. She attempted to shake off the effects of sleep, to little avail.
"What?" Suyin's chest heaved.
"I can't."
"Why not?" Suyin chuckled with a smile. Kuvira just never gave up. Taking her hands from underneath the damp shirt, Suyin brought her arms around Kuvira's shoulders, and pulled her down…again. "I won't move. I promise." She held onto Kuvira listening to the breaths next to her ear slowly even out.
But again it was short lived as Kuvira sluggishly picked herself up, and moved down Suyin's body.
Suyin lifted her head from the pillow, watching with a raised eyebrow as Kuvira stared down at her stomach.
Lifting a hand, the assistant ran it across the skin of Suyin's abdomen, and moments later slipped one arm under Suyin's waist, then the other, effectively locking the woman in her possession. Resting her head where her hand touched seconds before, Kuvira closed her eyes, letting the sedative function of the alcohol finally take its hold.
Kuvira's actions seemed odd to Suyin, until she thought about it. By locking her arms around her waist tight, Kuvira had trapped her. There was no getting out. Kuvira made sure she would stay good to her word not to move.
Suyin laid in bed, the feeling of Kuvira's damp hair against her skin sending a spark of chills through her. Hearing a snore come from Kuvira, she expelled a sigh of relief.
The night was finally over.
She propped herself back up on her elbows, watching the easy rise and fall of Kuvira's back. It really was over. Now only the aftermath was left to clean up.
With a flop Suyin dropped back down onto the bed and softly smiled as her own eyes started to grow heavy. She had finally pacified a situation that could have very easily turned traumatic at any moment.
Closing her eyes, Suyin thought of Kuvira, then of her family; feeling a little ashamed when her family didn't come first. She could call Bataar in the morning, knowing he'd probably taken the kids to the summer house in the country. But for now, she was glad to have prevented Kuvira from waking up in a jail cell with a life sentence.
A.N. So now I can tell you that this story actually has about 4 different alternate endings I wrote out and ran through before choosing this one. Otherwise, that's the end to this one. Hope you enjoyed it.