A.N. I have been really hesitating to post the new chapters I wrote here, but I always wanted to continue this, so, heading back to chapter 6. This is technically 7.
Previously:
Pulling up in her car, Suyin watched Opal walk down the stairs leading to Kuvira's apartment. Opal glanced over to her and did a double take recognizing the car, but turned away without acknowledgment, retrieving the keys to unlock her own.
Kuvira's Apartment— 6 PM
She loved coffee…the coffee breath, not so much. Leaning over the bathroom counter, she brushed away the remnants and froze as two arms encircled her waist. 'Opal isn't that bold…is she?' Kuvira looked down at the hands. Recognizing the gold wedding ring she let go of her held breath. Glancing over her shoulder she gave the woman a grunt with the toothbrush still in her mouth.
Getting the message, Suyin rolled her eyes; her hands slipping from the soft cotton shirt as she wandered from the bathroom, stopping just outside the wall to lean her hip against a black four-drawer chest.
Six days ago she saw Kuvira for the first time since the whole incident, and much to her displeasure…or so she thought. She acted mad at the intrusion then, but couldn't deny that seeing Kuvira made her feel at ease.
Kuvira always seemed to be there, reaching a hand to her from the darkness. And when she took it, she felt revived, as if escaping life for a little while was okay.
With Kuvira she was free. Free to live anyway she wanted; free to dive into her darkest desires…just free.
'Trapped'
Suyin's brow creased at the eerie gut feeling that spurred that thought into her mind. But just a second later she brushed it off.
This was only the second time in months that she stayed in Kuvira's Apartment.
The younger woman probably thought she didn't notice, but she was quick to catch on to the fact that Kuvira was hesitant to the idea of her staying the night.
Whenever she suggested it, Kuvira would tense and grow distant.
The lawyer always shook it off, just the same way she dismissed the menacing gleam that occasionally slipped into her assistant's eyes, or the rare feeling of 'something isn't right' that ran down her spine.
But sometimes, she got lucky when circumstance and convenience gave Kuvira no choice but to take them back to her place. This felt like one of those circumstances, albeit, this time it would be an extended stay instead of a one night stop.
However, although less resistant now, Suyin quickly realized that sharing her life with another wasn't something Kuvira knew how to do. She wasn't a fun-loving family person like Bataar. A stand-offish bearing tended to be her default setting, even though Suyin knew Kuvira's enigmatic personality had many facets; vehement suitor, allegiant protector…She could go on. But above all, Kuvira was an attractive young woman, naïve when it came to love.
Suyin lifted her fingers to her lips, gingerly touching the smile that stole her self-control and snuck into place.
'Trapped.'
There it was again, that gut feeling. But Suyin would be damned to let petty concerns ruin her moment. Lifting her chin up a touch, she let the thought fade. Focusing on the present was more important.
Her eyes wandered around the bedroom.
This was the fourth apartment of Kuvira's she had been in, and by far the nicest. The neutral grey colored walls made Suyin's smile turn up at the corner. Kuvira hadn't painted these walls; the hue seemed much warmer than any shade she'd choose.
A large bedside window filtered in golden sunlight behind its half-closed blinds, striping the bed's charcoal grey sheets in uniform rays of light.
Pushing off the chest, Suyin walked towards the bed; the room feeling comfortable as the sun's warmth mixed with the cool air, bringing her skin to the perfect temperature. She heard the water in the bathroom shut off, listening for the exact moment when Kuvira's toothbrush hit the inside of the cup; her eyes still traipsing over the barren room walls, imagining the pictures she'd hang or the reading chair she'd put in the corner.
*bump*
Her shin hit the edge of the bed, stealing her away from fantasy. Stopped, she glanced to the wrinkle free sheets, pressed and pulled tautly over the mattress, even tucked in military style at the corners. She smiled, tempted to mess up such perfection; her mouth soon stretching into a grin mere seconds before she leapt, destroying the beautiful crisp sheets with a crashing tackle. Satisfied, Suyin rolled onto her stomach sinking her cheek into Kuvira's pillow.
"What are you doing?" Kuvira walked out in just enough time to catch the older woman flopping down on her bed; the sheets a few shades darker than her hair.
"Come here." Suyin opened her eyes and rolled onto her side, holding out her hand.
Kuvira walked over slow, noticing the playful gleam in the woman's eyes. She took a seat on the bed's edge, folding a leg beneath her as she watched Suyin. "What?"
Lifting herself, Suyin grinned. "Come here." Taking one fistful then another of Kuvira's black button up, she rolled to her back and pulled Kuvira over her. By the surprised look in Kuvira's widened eyes and the outstretched hand gripping the pillow beside her head, it was soon apparent that her innocent tug on Kuvira's shirt had really been more of an aggressive yank.
With their faces close, Suyin smelled mint flavored breaths coming from Kuvira's nose. She couldn't help but smile again, pulling Kuvira to her, her arms consuming the broad shoulders above her as their lips met; the rapturous sensation tossing her into a spinning vertigo of confused passion; her finger tips pressing into Kuvira's back as her starved needs were fed. Her eyes stayed closed, not knowing that Kuvira had opened hers just as their kiss began to weaken.
"What was that for? Special occasion?" Kuvira gave a gentle smirk, feeling her arms grow heavy as Suyin relaxed within them.
Opening her eyes, Suyin gave herself a second to breathe and process the moment, as well as the captivating eyes looking into hers. "I guess…" She brought her hands to Kuvira's face. Pushing them into the woman's youthfully dark hair, she brushed down the cowlicks her eyes set on, aimlessly raking Kuvira's hair over a single shoulder. "First kiss since that night…and your breath doesn't reek of alcohol."
Kuvira's smile faded into a frown, her jaw steeling as she looked away, irritated that Suyin would even bring that up, making her relive the images from that night. Maybe the lawyer was comfortable laughing as if it were all some joke, but Kuvira felt embarrassed by it. No one had ever pushed her to the breaking point.
Not wanting to say anything, Kuvira went to pull away, but held down by two hands, she looked back into Suyin's eyes.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have said that." Suyin put her hands against Kuvira's sides, looking to them as they slipped under Kuvira's loose shirt. She stayed quiet, hoping Kuvira would look past her off-handed remark, and offer some forgiving reassurance.
"…So then…you're kissing me because you find me wonderfully irresistible..." Kuvira pulled away from Suyin with a raised eyebrow; a slow, proud smile returning to her face.
"Sure."
Sitting up, breaking free of Suyin's grasp, Kuvira's eyes caught sight of a small burgundy suitcase sitting in the corner of her bedroom. "You moving in now?" At the sigh behind her, the corner of her mouth lifted.
"…I need time away from the house. It's just me there anyway." Suyin stared at the ceiling and rested her arms behind her head, letting her thoughts flat line as she watched the ceiling fan spin a dizzying but relaxing cycle above her. "I'll stay a while, get my head straight, and figure out what I'm going to do next."
"So…"
Hearing Kuvira call out, Suyin looked over realizing the spot beside her was now empty. She kept her eyes focused on the bathroom entrance, watching the lights flick off as the woman re-emerged, her long dark hair pulled back into a messy ponytail.
"You still haven't told me what happened that night." Kuvira leaned against the doorframe. "I'll keep asking."
"I know." Suyin turned her head back to the ceiling; a somber silence coming over her.