Commission I: Lavandula Malady, a mai hime fanfic

Commission I: Lavandula Malady
By Twisted Eternal Wolvetta
For Beth Cyra

Work has been terrible tonight. Standing idle by her apartment door, Mai sluggishly reached for her keys. Even though she had worked numerous jobs throughout her life, office work didn't sit right. Why was that? Was it her coworkers' attitudes? The neverending workload? Mayhaps even the obnoxious complaints over phone calls? An exhausted sigh escaped from her as she finally found her keys. Noisily they jingled, the door being gradually unlocked. "Natsuki, I'm ho—" She froze within the doorway. It appeared her roommate had a visitor over.

Natsuki was being powerfully pinned to the living room wall by none other than Fujino Shizuru. The act of pure domination caused Mai's stomach to flip. A-ah… what's… Legs feeling like lead, her gaze swept across the two older women. A hand grounded both of Natsuki's wrists to the wall, whilst the other traced downwards. Further and farther the fingertips trekked until they teased along a hip.

"Natsuki hardly makes noise…" Shizuru crooned into her ear, prising forth until her lips skimmed along her earlobe. "Struggle against me… Show me your resilience." Something clearly triggered inside Natsuki, for she whimpered, legs threatening to buckle. Shizuru rasped a chuckle. "...That's my girl."

H-had they not noticed her? Mai anxiously swallowed, seeing the flash of an engagement band as Shizuru seized Natsuki's hip. "Hm…" Crimson shot to violet, an intense staring match proceeding between Mai and Shizuru. It entranced Mai beneath a spell, an unmistakable whiff of lavender invading her nostrils. "...Tokiha?"

"I-I'm sorry!" Mai slammed the door shut and retreated to the bedroom.

"S-Shizuru, wait, Ma—"

"...Pay no mind, you're mine for a time…"

W-what on Earth?! Inside the bedroom, Mai's back jolted against the door, her heart racing. Why… Why did she feel so… Gaze downcasting, a fiery urge pitted within her abdomen. O-oh, how she wanted to… What? Do what? A conflicting mess of feelings welled within Mai. Natsuki had looked like a complete mess pressed between the wall and Shizuru. She had seemed ready to explode. That scent as well. Ever since the Carnival's conclusion, Mai was hypersensitive to colour and smell. Was it due to the intense stress she had undergone? Nevertheless, her senses, mind and body yearned to experience what Natsuki had.

Lumbering towards her bed, she flopped down upon the mattress. She stared up at the ceiling, a strange sorrow filling her. During the Carnival, she had lost and gained so much. Forlorn memories had dulled, and her precious friends were well, yet…? Why? Closing her eyes, Mai couldn't remove the image within her mind that would never leave her. Shizuru had stared at her so hard that she thought her legs might collapse. It had been a domineering gaze. One which she had not meant to be aimed at her and solely upon Natsuki… Right? Rolling onto her side, Mai glared at the wall. Why did this always happen?

...But that scent! Was she wearing perfume? It flawlessly cast her under a spell, alike to that of a lavandula malady. S-she needed her mind to shut up—

"—Mai!" Natsuki burst through the door, about giving Mai a heart attack.

"W-whoa?!" Mai twisted around from the bed, back smashing against the wall in a panic.

"I-I'm sorry." Natsuki grumbled, tidying her clothes sheepishly. She still looked a complete mess; hair tangled, clothes creased and… lipstick smears? Or were those hickeys? Mai honestly couldn't tell. "Shizuru's always like this. I couldn't control her this time. Are you alr—" Mai didn't look right, she noticed. She was leaning against the wall and seemed depressed. But there was something else as well. Is she… aroused? Flushing, Natsuki was suddenly unable to think straight. Wait, Mai's—

"—I-I'm sorry, I..." Lumbering towards the taller woman, Mai grasped Natsuki's shoulders tightly. "I-I don't…" Her head lulled downwards between them, shoulders feeling as though they carried the world. Oh, how she…! Pushing forward, she commenced a scorching mouth-lock.

"—Ma-ahnn…" Totally confused, Natsuki stumbled a few steps backwards until regaining her footing. Her hands manoeuvred towards the redhead's back, but didn't touch. What?! Her eyes widened, clearly startled. The one-sided kiss was smouldering; like a dragon's heated tongue. As quickly as the heated act started, it concluded.

"I'm… I'm sor—" Mai's apology was sundered in half by Natsuki's phone. It vibrated from inside her pocket, causing her to automatically prise it out. Regretfully, Natsuki shot her a look, quickly checking the message. Ah, Shizuru had texted her…

Upon it, Mai saw Shizuru's avatar. Both longingly and sorrowfully she gazed at it, her heart falling.

'She doesn't want me.' Natsuki realised, watching Mai sadly. 'It's Shizuru she wants.'

'I...I wish Shizuru would do that to me.'