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Chapter 10: Passion & Desire
Shizuma and Nagisa had successfully snuck out of the Great Hall a little before the clock struck eleven without attracting any unwanted attention. The hallways were eerily quiet as all residents of the dorms were currently still in the Great Hall. The two lovers made their way slowly back to their room, stopping frequently to steal kisses from the other. The short journey took longer than usual before they finally tumbled into the welcoming darkness of their room. Shizuma wasted no time in pinning Nagisa to the now closed and locked door. Flicking her tongue at the pinned woman's right earlobe, Shizuma whispered seductively into the ear which was now burning scarlet.
"I've been waiting all night. Now's my turn to play, Nagisa."
Shizuma slide her hands down, stopping to caress the exposed abdomen of her lover as her lips left trails of hot kisses along her jaw line. Nagisa could barely contain the steadily growing desire within her which craved for more of the silver hair woman's touches. Her body temperature had risen considerably leaving her face flushed as she was pinned, squirming in pleasure against the door. Hot breath grazed her neck as Shizuma scraped pearly teeth against the smooth skin of her neck. Her jugular vein stood out against the taut skin, her neck tilted back to allow her lover more access, her heart beating erratically in her chest in anticipation of what was to come.
Shizuma fumbled for something in one of the opened boxes on her right.
'Where's that damn thing when you need it.'
She cursed inwardly. Fortunately, Nagisa was still in a trance from the continuous onslaught of her left hand against the soft, silky skin of her abdomen. Shizuma's right hand dug around the contents of the box, finally closing around the object that she was looking for.
Nagisa felt hands reaching behind her back, soon enough, the zipper of the corset like top slide slowly downwards. The teeth of the zipper making clacking sounds as bit by bit, more of her flesh met the cool breeze rushing in unchecked through the wide open windows. Nagisa squeezed her eyes shut as the confines of the suffocating corset top were released, allowing the breeze to tickle her skin, the sudden coolness arousing her areolas and her rosebuds stood erected. Nagisa faintly heard the rustle of fabric as the corset top fell to the floor. She sighed, longing for the warm touch of her silver hair lover when she felt something foreign tightened beneath her bust. The coarse material was then moved up slightly higher, applying slight pressure on her erected nipples. Nagisa opened her eyes slowly, squinting in the darkness. By the moonlight, she could make out Shizuma's silhouette directly in front of her. Blinking rapidly to aid her eyes to adjust to the darkness, it took awhile before she could see in the dim light. To her surprise, Shizuma held a measuring tape around her bust, grinning triumphantly.
"I knew it!"
She declared, much to the confusion of Nagisa.
"Shizuma…you're not about to pull a Tamao are you?"
Nagisa could still remembered the first time she had met Tamao in the infirmary where the other girl had taken all of her measurements on the pretense that they were necessary for ordering her uniform.
"Pull a Tamao?"
Shizuma's face went blank for a moment, before,
"Oh. I just didn't like the fact that she knew more about my Nagisa than I do. Anyway, her measurements weren't very accurate."
Nagisa felt the heat rising in her already flushed cheeks.
"Well…it was from almost a year ago…and I'm a growing girl…"
Nagisa rambled on, only to be cut off by Shizuma's warm lips against her own. A gloriously long minute passed before Shizuma broke the kiss. She gazed lovingly into Nagisa's eyes, leaning forward to place a soft kiss on her nose.
"If that's the case, I'm going to have to measure you regularly."
The prompted more blushing from the red head which amused Shizuma greatly. She was even more amused when she felt small hands slipping beneath the silky fabric of her dress through the gaping V-shaped opening which led down to her navel. She could barely suppressed a moan as the soft hands caressed the exposed skin, circling around her navel then moving upwards progressively until each cupped a full breast in hand.
"Then it's only fair if I get to do the same."
Nagisa stated shyly although her previous actions said otherwise.
'She may blush a brilliant shade of red. But her behaviour when we are alone says otherwise.'
Shizuma gathered the younger woman tightly in her arms, murmuring softly in her ear.
"If that's what you want."
The younger woman did not hold back this time. She pressed harder into Shizuma's body, forcing her to move backwards, towards the bed and its comfy sheets where they fell upon. What followed was a race to remove the offending articles of clothing, skin met skin as they knelt amongst the discarded clothing strewn atop the bed. Shizuma held Nagisa tightly, pressing her body against the younger woman's as she pressed their foreheads together, gazing into those beautiful maroon orbs. Shizuma felt something tremendous welling up within her very soul. At that moment, she felt so at ease, so complete. Her soul was soaring with happiness. Wait. That wasn't enough to do justice to her current emotions. Her lips parted as she spoke the words of her soul.
"I love you, Nagisa."
The words were not shouted nor fighting to be heard in a cathedral filled with students murmuring curiously. Those three words were laced with love and utter devotion meant for the ears of the most important person in the world to her.
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Nagisa could feel her heart pounding madly in her chest. Emotions were welling up in her soul. She didn't know what to think as her mind scrambled to form a coherent thought. Shizuma's words playing over and over again in her mind like a broken CD player. Nagisa struggled to contain her emotions which were about to reach breaking point.
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Shizuma watched Nagisa's face intently, looking for a clue to what the younger woman was thinking. She couldn't help but be worried since she thought Nagisa would be overwhelmed by the confession or in the worse case, reject her. Emotions were playing across Nagisa's face, each one only present for a fleeting moment before being replaced by another. Shizuma pulled away slightly from Nagisa, releasing her embrace.
"I'm sorry. That was probably too soon."
Shizuma sighed, dejected at the lack of response from Nagisa. Wrapping herself with her bare arms in an attempt to console herself, she shifted her gaze to the bed sheets. Failing to notice Nagisa gazing at her lovingly.
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'Shizuma looks so dejected…She probably thinks I hate her.'
Nagisa chuckled inwardly. She knew what caused Shizuma to act that way. After all, it was all because of her lack of response as her brain struggled to grasp the reality of what was happening.
'Shizuma said she loves me! She said she loves me! Me!'
Her mind was screaming out in joy. She was sorely tempted to run out into the hallway now, proclaiming 'Shizuma loves me!' to anyone who would listen.
But, first things first.
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In one fluid movement, Nagisa pounced onto Shizuma who was sitting back on her heels staring at the bed sheets dejectedly. Wrapping her arms tightly around the older woman's neck, Nagisa went straight for the smooth pale skin, nipping and biting tantalizingly. She alternated between biting gently and sucking on the tender skin, leaving a bruise. Shizuma had leaned back, supporting both her and Nagisa's weight on her palms as she moaned slightly each time she felt Nagisa's warm breath against her neck. Nagisa was reminded of the events the night before Shizuma's graduation which brought a slight smile to her face.
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The night before Graduation day:
Shizuma held Nagisa tightly against her chest as the younger girl grinned like an idiot. Just moments before, Shizuma had declared her love for the red head wordlessly by kissing her first on the forehead, moving progressively down to her closed eyelids as Nagisa sighed contently then on both cheeks before leaving light butterfly kisses along her jaw line and finally on the nape of her neck. There Shizuma had bitten down gently as Nagisa whimpered yet tilting her head back to allow her lover more access. Licking away the pinpricks of blood, Shizuma sucked on the broken skin speeding up the formation of a slight bruise with her teeth marks flanking the edges. The sliver hair woman smiled down lovingly at the lithe red head as she reached up to trace the mark left on her neck. Shizuma had surprised herself with her own actions. She had never done that before, neither had anyone ever did that to her. It was her unspoken promise to Nagisa. A tender love bite which conveyed her love for the girl as well as telling the world that Nagisa as hers.
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Nagisa shifted her position slightly, breathing warm, moist air into Shizuma's right ear causing tingles to run up the older woman's spine. Breathing heavily into Shizuma's ear, Nagisa whispered in a voice overwhelmed with emotions.
"I love you too, Shizuma."
Shizuma froze at the words. Her heart felt as if it was about to jump straight out of her chest in excitement. She could feel the love and conviction behind those words. Many girls have uttered those words to her, yet none of them had truly meant it. For the first time in Shizuma's life, she felt truly loved. She pulled Nagisa into a hug tight enough to crush the younger woman's ribs.
"Shizuma…can't…breathe…"
Nagisa gasped breathlessly as she squirmed slightly in Shizuma's embrace. Shizuma loosened her hold just a little, allowing Nagisa to caress her cheeks gratefully. Leaning up, Nagisa closed the distance between them as their breaths met. Shizuma leaned down in response, capturing her beloved's lips in a gentle kiss which progressed to something more. Their first kiss, as a new chapter of their lives together, began.
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Chikaru sighed gently as she rested her chin against a soft satin covered shoulder. Her right thumb making soothing circular motions against her partner's lower back as her left palm pressed gently on the soft milky skin of her partner's exposed waist. Another sigh, this one coming from her dancing partner ignited something within her heart as warm breath tickled her neck. The two gently swayed to the music, left alone as only a few other couples shared the dance floor with them.
Seated at one of the tables further away from the dance floor, Kagome curled up against Chiyo, fast asleep, using the Miator first year as a substitute for her beloved Oshibaru. Chiyo too sleepy to push the Lulim first year away as she leaned back against the high-backed chair, for once ignoring the uncomfortable position in favor of getting some much needed shut-eye. At the same table, Remon had cleared part of the table upon which she now used as a pillow. By her side, Kizuna apparently dreaming of food as she chomped on Remon's outstretched arm, the latter in too deep a slumber to care.
Chikaru watched the four underclassmen out of the corner of her eye, the sight bringing warm feelings to her heart.
'Ah…young love…I wonder how things would progress between them after tonight…'
Chikaru returned her undivided attention back to the beautiful blond with the steely eyes whom she held in her arms. The blond dressed in a white satin one piece dress which ended mid-thigh exposing her waist via two triangular holes cut fashionably into the fabric. The woman was no dumb blond. Her fringe framed her face, exaggerating her broad forehead which gave off a greater air of intelligence. The blond sighed in contentment again, warm breath against Chikaru's neck.
"What's wrong, Shion-chan?"
That statement prompted another sigh from the blond.
"I was just thinking we wouldn't get to do this again any time soon."
"Does Shion-chan miss me already?"
Chikaru teased.
"We've never been able to do anything like this when we were both in office. Now that I've stepped down, we've to part…"
Shion's voiced trailed off as she absentmindedly tightened her arms around Chikaru's neck.
"Those few years were tough were they not? Having to forsake our friendship for our schools…but it doesn't matter now. Shall we start again, Shion-chan?"
Chikaru felt Shion nod her head in the affirmative against her shoulder. The two women who had grown up with each other, tightened their embrace. Their friendship renewed and possibly beginning to develop into something more.
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Having taken a cue from the missing Shizuma and Nagisa, Amane and Hikari had left the still ongoing party for the comfort and peace of their room. Coincidently, both of them were not too fond of social gatherings. Amane had always felt like a social misfit what with her tall frame and short hair which only further exaggerated her masculine aura. Hikari, being the ever shy girl that she had always been, despised gatherings as she always felt lonely during these events. She was grateful for Amane's company though the older woman wouldn't need much convincing to leave.
Amane pushed the heavy wooden door shut gently and turn the lock with a soft click before reaching out to the small blond who had entered before her. Hikari accepted the embrace, grateful for the closeness after enduring four hours of hell attempting to be a social butterfly flitting from one group to the next. She absolutely hated being apart from Amane and having to engage in meaningless chatter with the graduates, most of which she had never met prior to the event. Unbeknownst to her, the same thoughts had flitted through Amane's mind as she held Hikari close, inhaling the soothing scent of the girl's shampoo.
'The Etoile title had come with a whole lot of responsibilities. Now I'm starting to understand why the Etoiles come in a pair.'
Amane mused.
'Anyone would need support from a partner, otherwise they would go insane from the pressure.'
Amane suddenly had newfound respect and admiration for Shizuma who had survived not one but two years as the Etoile, alone. Then again, she wasn't so sure about Shizuma still being sane. After all, the former Etoile was infamous for her scandalous behaviour and her uncanny ability to make literally any girl swoon. However, all that had changed after Nagisa first transferred into Miator. The number of secret rendezvous ceased drastically, the former Etoile seemed a lot happier and for the first time, Shizuma actually showed signs of jealously. That thought brought a smile to Amane's lips as she recalled that summer afternoon when Shizuma had found Nagisa and herself in a compromising position. The words which the former Etoile had directed at Amane after which carried the biting cold which could rival the low temperatures of the Artic. She had never thought the ever-confident Etoile at that time could be jealous.
"Amane…what are you smiling about…"
Hikari murmured gently, pulling Amane out of her thoughts.
"Just wondering about the sanity of Shizuma-sama."
Amane deadpanned. The moment lasted only for a split second before Hikari's melancholic laughter filled the darkened room.
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The Graduation Party had finally ended fifteen minutes before midnight. Apart from the Head Sister being caught taking sips out of a silver canister which contain suspicious liquid, the night ended rather smoothly. Miyuki led the way to her dorm room with Tamao following closely behind, the two conversing in hush tones as they made their way down the pitch black hallways.
"I'm sorry it couldn't have waited until morning. Its pretty last minute and I'm afraid I'd forget all about it in the rush to leave Astraea tomorrow afternoon."
"Don't worry about it. I should have reminded you sooner."
Tamao assured the former Student Council President of Miator as they finally arrived before the wooden door of Miyuki's dorm room. Miyuki proceeded to unlock the heavy wooden door and gestured Tamao to enter before her. The door swung shut and shrouded the two women in darkness. Using the faint moonlight struggling to stream in through the curtains, Miyuki strode briskly to the windows, flinging them open, inviting the cool spring air to rush into the room. She tied the curtains back and now with the guidance of the moonlight, Miyuki picked up a thick, black leather bound book which she handed to Tamao who was sitting on the edge of her bed.
"There you go. Miator's record book, it now belongs to you, until the end of your term in office."
Tamao accepted the book with a mumbled thanks. Tracing the creases in the worn leather, she could almost feel all the years of political arguments etched into the leather. She was startled out of her reverie by a loud thud echoing from the neighboring room. Miyuki who had been sitting quietly by the desk rolled her eyes at the wall as a few more thuds followed.
"Shizuma."
Tamao barely heard Miyuki muttering the name. It took a moment before it dawned on her. Firstly, Shizuma's room was just next door. Secondly, the reason for those thuds was rather apparent. Unfortunately, it also meant Nagisa was with Shizuma in the next room doing God knows what. Tamao felt a slight twinge of jealously which dissipated as suddenly as it had appeared.
'I do wonder who that person is…'
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Next door, Nagisa had Shizuma pinned against the bed amid much struggling from the older woman.
They had wrestled for quite awhile before Nagisa had gained the upper hand and forcibly pushed Shizuma against the wall while both women were still kneeling on the bed. That had caused the first thud. Shizuma, not to be outdone had attempted to tickle Nagisa into giving up, however the younger woman proved much faster than her clumsy image suggested. Nagisa slammed first Shizuma's right arm against the wall, followed shortly by her left arm, pulling both arms by the wrists above Shizuma's head, Nagisa pressed her body against her lover while her right hand gripped Shizuma's wrists. She had fumbled around the bed sheets, looking for any garment of clothing which she could used to secure Shizuma's arms when her fingers found her hastily discarded black throng.
'Perfect.'
She thought, she picked up the flimsy piece of undergarment and effectively made full use of it by looping it several times around Shizuma's crossed wrists.
"Wha…"
Shizuma sputtered once she caught sight of her bound wrists. She recovered pretty quickly with a retort.
"I never knew you were this kinky, Nagisa-chan."
Shizuma purred into Nagisa's ear, unconsciously adding the endearing chan suffix. Shizuma had decided to play along with her red head lover, curious to see what she would get up to.
"There're a lot of things that you still don't know about me, Shi-zu-ma-chan."
Nagisa teased, interrupting each syllable of Shizuma's name with a kiss on the older woman's lips.
"Then, I'd love to find out more."
Minutes later, Shizuma found herself bound by the wrists with Nagisa's throng and tied to the bed frame by her own red lace throng. Shizuma was writhing in pleasure as Nagisa's red hair tickled her inner thighs, the younger woman's tongue dancing their erotic dance within her folds.
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Kaname gently untangled herself from Momomi, trying hard not to awaken her lover. She slowly climbed out of the bed, moving towards the desk with the jug of water. After satisfying her thirst, Kaname padded softly back to the bed where Momomi had turned on her side facing the wall. Kaname considered simply lying on her back and allow Momomi to cuddle against her unconsciously like she always did. Surprising herself with her own actions, Kaname instead slipped her right arm beneath Momomi's neck and spooned against her body. Wrapping her other arm around the brunette's waist, Kaname drifted off to sleep, contented.
'Never thought I'd do something like this.'
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Miyuki sat alone on her bed, leaning against the wall. The clock face read 1 o'clock; Miyuki and Tamao had spent almost an hour getting to know each other better, blatantly ignoring the thuds and creaking of bedsprings from the neighboring room. Tamao had scurried out of the room after they heard a loud guttural moan echoing through the thin walls. Unfortunately for Miyuki, she had nowhere to run. Although she had endured three long months of weird noises and a wide range of moans the human vocal cords were capable of making, tonight's was probably the most embarrassing. She wondered if Shizuma was aware that they had an unwilling audience.
'Probably not. Shizuma's incapable of focusing on anyone or anything else other than Nagisa.'
Another moan sounded in the next room. Miyuki shuddered involuntarily at the mental image of what they could be doing to moan like that.
'Definitely not something I'd want to know.'
Miyuki reached for the handy pair of foam earplugs which she had taken to using every night for the past three months. With the neon bright orange foam bits stuffed in her ear, effectively blocking out any sound from her surroundings, Miyuki pulled the comforter up to her chest and drifted off to a land without disturbing images of Shizuma and Nagisa buck-naked in bed.
A/N: Do review! Your reviews help me to draft out the next chapter. I'm sure you would have noticed the new pairings...opinions on them would be much appreciated. I'm gonna need a week to write the next chapter seeing that I havent had a clue of how to progress at the moment .
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