Roma flitted into the house carelessly, quite happy to see neither of the householders about. Both Jeanne and Cereza had 'important business' to attend to at the front lines of Cocoon tonight. They wouldn't get back until early this morning again, which suited Roma just fine. "Oh, Fang duckling," Roma checked the kitchen first, a high possibility of where she'd be. When she didn't find her, Roma went upstairs instead and opened the door to her soundproof room. There, she found Fang like a sleeping little angel on the large bed. Roma delighted in the sight of her there, and rather than being loud and noisy about her entry, she quietly shut the door behind her.
She would join Fang in bed.
With the Yun already delightfully naked, Roma shed her heavy, tiresome clothes as well in a heap on the floor. She hated wearing those things instead of her beautiful hair, but such was the price. Roma would gladly pay it for another child with Fang.
Kneeling softly onto the bed, which depressed under her weight, Roma knelt into the bed quite precariously so as to disturb her as little as possible. Fang slept on, peacefully oblivious in her dreams. Roma lay in the bed behind her and wrapped an arm around Fang.
"Mmm," Roma cooed, quietly delighted with the heat Fang emanated. She wasn't hard yet. Roma would fix that soon. For the moment, she relished how good Fang felt pressed up to her skin, how warm and inviting and comfortable she made Roma. Roma stroked her belly. "You are a precious thing," she whispered, knowing how sensitive Yun hearing could be. She didn't want Fang to wake just quite yet; not when she felt so comfortable against her body like this.
Roma snugged, Fang laid against her naked torso so comfortably. Nobody brought her this kind of warmth. Not like Fang. Eventually, the fingers lightly brushing Fang's stomach dropped to pet lower around her nether regions instead. She brought ghosting fingers down far enough to touch her balls, which she took in her hands excruciatingly gentle and squeezed.
Fang mewed and tried to shift. Roma's fingers quickly lifted to that rising penis, wanting to feel it inflate in her hand. Fang made another noise and failed to move again. Her eyes opened to stare down. They grew wide in an instant as she reached down a hand and realized Roma's was not her own. "Shhh," Roma coaxed as Fang immediately stiffened in fright. "It's just me, Fang. No reason to be afraid." She licked Fang's cheek where her favorite scars lay, Fang propped up about a foot and a half against her body to match her long height.
"Roma," Fang said, hard like a board, then shuddered when a thumb dragged down her great length. "Is this a dream?"
"You dream about me, Fang?" Roma smiled lazily, quite pleased by the thought. "I'm here this time, baby," Roma lifted a finger all the way to her tip, which she thumbed over to wet. Fang stiffened up again. "Don't worry," Roma purred, "We're going to have some fun."
Fang swallowed, and Roma could sense her nerves ran wire-thin. "When did you get here?" Fang asked, eying straight ahead as Roma fondled her lovingly. "Is… Is Rhea out of the house?"
"Rhea's at Athena's, Fang," Roma informed and felt Fang's great sigh of relief as her body relaxed again. Her heart continued to pound strong. "We have the house to ourselves."
"What way would you like?" Fang asked, shifting a little again as Roma stroked her in a hand.
"You chose tonight," Roma encouraged, feeling light enough to float with Fang. Her worries and cares of this place often disappeared with this woman.
"Okay." Fang agreed without any arguing, and gently pulled free from her grasp to turn around on Roma above her.
"Ooh," Roma smiled up at her, "Such a traditionalist, Fang. Very well."
"Are you ready?" Fang asked.
"I'm always ready for you, Fang." Fang nosed her folds, which felt delightful in and of itself before she'd even entered. "Nice and slow," Roma commanded fondly with an eye-sparkling smile. "You've already got me pregnant. I just need some good sex."
Fang nodded and took it slow, so wonderfully slow, Roma could feel every aching stretch being quenched as Fang's irreplaceable, warm dick slid into her where it belonged. "That's wonderful, Fang," Roma breathed in utter relief. This had been a wonderful idea; not only would Raina be pissed beyond belief, she hadn't realized how desperately she'd been craving excellent sex from Fang. But now that the woman had entered, Roma knew she needed her pumping.
Grabbing Fang's shoulder, she pulled her down to kiss and savored that mouth on her starving lips, lips that'd called for this since she'd touched Fang's mouth yesterday. Roma gripped one of her hands, needing this so badly. She couldn't even orgasm with Cybele anymore, but Fang made her want to come with every touch. "Oh, Fang," Roma breathed, and Fang pumped in and out of her once, so deliciously slow. "Yes," Roma loved it with every second, "Keep doing that." Clapping a hand to the back of Fang's neck, she dragged her down for more kisses to cherish. Her toes curled, legs spread wide for Fang.
"That's perfect," Roma moaned, filling with Fang's infectious lust. It seeped through her like a creeping flood that brimmed Roma full to bursting. She gripped Fang's shoulders, nails digging in, but Fang, bless her soul, didn't even waver in pleasuring. And when Roma hit that peak of no return, Fang gushed into her so wickedly hot, Roma stiffened in her long moan, throbbing for every second of it.
"Fang," she panted, wanting to cry in relief. She loosened her nails from Fang's shoulders to wrap her arms around her instead. And her legs. She tangled their legs, not letting that beautiful dick go for a second. Roma buried her face in the flesh of Fang's neck. "You're so good," Roma breathed in utter content. "So good, Fang. You beautiful, amazing being."
Fang let herself be held, then lifted her arms around Roma's back the way she loved it best. Fang stared into her with green eyes of the most precious viridian Roma had ever seen, and the most arousing aphrodisiac known to woman in those eyes. Roma lowered a hand to brush back her uniquely-colored strands that stood so wild on her head. "Did you like it, sweetie?"
"It was very good," Fang replied, and it made Roma frown as she pet her face.
"Use different words, and say my name."
Fang considered but a few seconds before she said, "I enjoy my time with you, Roma. I like it very much."
"That's better," Roma smiled up at her pretty face. "When I'm with you like this alone, use my name, Fang."
"Yes, Roma."
"Well, we'll have to work on your pleasure, Fang. You're a terrible liar, you know." Fang was quiet. Roma brushed her hair back. "Let's have another round, Fang. I have plenty of time to work on pleasuring you tonight."
"Okay, Roma." Fang obeyingly complied. "Ready?"
XXX
Hours passed by that felt much too fast with her mother, Lightning and Jihl finally trekked home with Raina and Cybele at their backs. Roma's companion proved a lot more open than her counterpart, though she still hushed Raina if she mentioned anything too close. Lightning could understand that, considering her wife, and had far less inclination to get Cybele in any kind of trouble.
Though still restricted from speaking of what mattered, she and Jihl had had a relatively good time with her mother after Lightning and Jihl overheard the story from the sidelines. Raina had intervened in their stretching, saying Jihl might break Lightning's legs if she kept it up, and they'd moved on to a different kind of combat: hand to hand which, aside from a few, expected gropes from Jihl, Lightning rather liked. If not for a practical sense, it'd been good fun anyway, and even Cybele had joined them for demonstration with her mother.
All in all, for another unprogressive day of chatting, Lightning had rather enjoyed their time spent, and Jihl seemed pleased too with the way their night had gone as well. They remained light of spirit for the duration of the night.
Until they got home, and found Roma in their kitchen with Fang at the table, faced turned away from them at the door. "Roma," Raina's voice went deadly in an instant by her unexpected appearance, "What are you doing here?"
"What's it look like, Raina?" Roma brushed off, "Fang's exhausted. I'm merely making her a meal to cure her energy up. Isn't that right, Fang? You do like your Gui, don't you?"
Raina's heels clicked against the floor as she stepped towards Fang with purpose, and Lightning found it abhorrent that Roma knew Fang's favorite meat.
"Roma," Cybele said softly, quiet, "You didn't…"
Raina took Fang's chin in her hands and turned her face to look at her. Lightning couldn't see behind her, and Fang turned back away before she could, but nobody could mistake the rage on Raina's face.
"Raina!" Cybele squawked in protest, but Raina was at Roma in an instant, who turned with a cocky smile as Raina shoved a gun to her chin.
"If you so much as breathe on her again, I swear by seven hells, I will shoot you down in this kitchen," Raina snarled, shoving it into her throat.
"Be realistic, Raina," Roma smiled faintly, "You're not going to touch me. For all your talk, you have no brawn. That's why you're still standing here making threats."
Raina struck her. It happened so fast and thunderous, Roma's head snapped to the side with a crack. Lightning saw blood and even with Umbra durability, she reckoned Roma's jaw had snapped, and was surprised her neck hadn't snapped with it.
"Raina!" Cybele was on her in an instant, grabbing Raina around the chest to pull her back. Raina didn't seem to care or even notice. Fang stood too in utter alarm, and Lightning could finally see what Raina had. Teeth had bitten so hard into her neck and lip, she bled, skin marred by deep purplish mottling with bleeding imprints already starting to heal with the shape of teeth that'd dug in.
"Look at her one more time, Roma. I dare you."
Roma's eyes flashed so black on Raina, Lightning almost forgot the blood streak from her cheek with eyes so purely black, she could melt skin off a being. Lightning expected her mother to be zapped to nothingness within a second. "You," she hissed, and her teeth started changing, elongating in preparation to take another form.
"For fuck's sake," Jihl muttered incredulously as she pushed past Lightning into the room. Lightning made to grab for her; this wasn't a place safe for anyone, but then Jihl uttered what froze everyone. "I'm fucking pregnant." Lightning froze along with everyone at the loud announcement that turned heads. She stared at Jihl in horror and acute incredulous. "Yeah," Jihl confirmed when she'd gathered all their attention, "So it doesn't really fucking matter what Raina thinks, does it? Because I'm obviously not going anywhere, and neither is Lightning. But it'd be real fucking nice if we could talk to her about it now."
Roma's face shifting back from the transformation that had been about to take her, she held a green-glowing hand to her jaw and fixed it back in place before rasping. "We haven't sensed Ragnarok in you, girl. You're lying."
"Yes, like I was lying yesterday when Witch Walking made me nauseous and you hit Cybele in front of two half-Yuns." Jihl answered snidely, making Roma's eyes flash dangerously. Jihl plainly offered, "You really want to take this to the council, Roma? Be my guest. I look forward to how you're going to explain fucking Fang on my mother's time in the Elder's house when you're already pregnant."
Roma's eyebrow lifted with a hint of anxiety in her eyes of cold lead. "You want to let us talk to Raina now or what?"
Roma's eyes narrowed on her so thin. "You have five minutes."
Jihl snorted. "We actually have however long we want, but okay, Captain. As long as you do whatever council nonsense you have to to stop vulturing over Raina by tomorrow, that's fine." She waited a beat, then issued, "You can leave now."
"Watch yourself, child." Roma's narrowed eyes glinted as a gun-heeled stepped out. Jihl rolled her eyes and let the woman walk out with it. Cybele silently followed. Lightning could barely do anything but gawk.
"Good Gods," Jihl finally breathed, turning around to Lightning again. "Way to make a pregnant girl aggr— oomph," Jihl puffed at the full-body hug she folded into from Lightning.
"You're amazing," Lightning whispered, encircling her front without other words she could express off her tongue.
"Well," Jihl paused as she sniffed the air. "Are you wet?"
"Yes." Lightning didn't even care, she loved her so much. "Jihl…"
Jihl made a surprised sound as she shifted, and Lightning realized her mother's arms as they wrapped as far as Lightning in hugging Jihl from the other side.
"Ooh, now I'm a sandwich," Jihl claimed with a smile. "Where's Fang? This sandwich needs a side-bun and I'm in paradise." Lightning didn't even mind it and clung to her tightly.
"You're brave and sweet, Jihl." Raina told her from behind. Though Fang didn't join them for a group hug, probably too uncomfortable to do such a family-like thing, especially with her boner, she was there when Lightning and Raina finally released to say to Jihl.
"Thank you," she voiced sincerely. "You didn't have to stick up for me like that."
"It's okay, Fang," Jihl glimpsed her pants and offered her a knowing look. "If you need to, you can go upstairs to clear that for a little bit. Light and I can get you when the food is done."
Conflicted gratitude stacked, Fang asked with much uncertainty. "Are you sure? I can stay and… help."
"We know how you like it, Fang," Jihl assured, though of the instances of late in which Fang had offered food and assistance to Jihl, Lightning knew her asking to stay had been borne out of increasing concern for Jihl's pregnancy. But Jihl was right; who knew what Roma had done to her for hours. Fang needed some relief. "Promise to empty the salt shaker on it."
Fang bowed her head a little further, still conflicted. "Thank you, Jihl. Really… thanks." Fang left without another word, and Lightning couldn't help but be proud of her girl. She didn't know what'd spiked this instance of sympathy for Fang, but it warmed her fully to see it as Fang left away to her bedroom again.
"We only have a minute," Raina pointed out, kneeling before Lightning quickly on a raised knee to look straight into her face on those long legs. "I have so much to tell you tomorrow, Claire." She lifted a hand to her dark strands and brushed them back.
"Me too, Mom." Lightning confessed, glimpsing Jihl with such gratitude that they'd finally be able to discuss these things. "I have so many questions…"
"I know," Raina tucked the strands behind her ears. "And I'll answer everything." Raina promised, "You mean the world to me, Claire. You must know that, at least." Lightning lowered her eyes in such frailty by the words. Only two other people cared about her such a way, and one, she wasn't even sure… "And I approve of your girlfriend," Raina added so that she glimpsed up to see her smile and Jihl's, who wore one close to a shit-eating grin.
"Thanks, Mom," Lightning confessed, moving in to hug her when Raina's arms spread for her to hug solely.
"I love you, Claire," Raina breathed so truthfully warming, Lightning could feel it as strong as the sorrow she'd held when they'd revealed they'd been raped. Lightning hugged her and said it back just out of happenstance of feeling. Raina almost had tears in her eyes when she kissed her cheek and pulled away.
"I'll be back as soon as they free me with their petty meetings," Raina promised, then added to Jihl. "Thank you for providing it."
"Happy to help," Jihl said with a smile before Raina left them, someone waiting at the door already. They were gone in another minute. "Oh man," Jihl groaned when everybody had gone but them. "I really want to have sex."
Lightning lifted her eyes in fond exasperation. "You know sex isn't really a pregnancy craving. I doubt your baby is demanding 'Jihl, have more sex!'"
"You want to speak that to my vag? Maybe she'll hear you better." Jihl grunted in dissatisfaction, "Leave your tongue thee while you're at it."
Lightning grinned with a shake of her head.