Pretty 59: Homura x Hikage II
Disclaimer: all characters belong to Marvelous Entertainment.
Written by GrimGrave
Summer: bright, warm sunlight, and clear blue, cloudless sky. The sound of the waves and seagulls, and people laughing and shouting in the distance. Warm sand beneath the spacious blanket and the shade of a parasol cooling off hot skin.
All of this within the hidden little spot where the brunette and her companion could be alone.
Hazel tresses were absentmindedly played with as talented fingers curled the ends and rubbed fine strands between them. They'd eventually move to caress the brunette's cheek, along the curve of her lower jawline, before moving back to the smooth locks.
As a sense of serenity washed over the girl, she purred and nuzzled creamy-white thighs that served as her pillow. Even in the cool shade they were a comfortable level of warm.
"Are you about to wander back to dreamland again, Homura?"
"It's difficult not to," Homura replied and looked up to meet amber eyes. "You help me relax, in a weird way, Hikage."
There was a short chuckle – if you could call it that – at the statement. "Thanks, I guess."
"That and you kept me up late last night."
The verdant-haired girl cracked a slight grin at that. "Good times."
"My, aren't we proud of ourselves?"
"I take pride in my handiwork, be it killing…or otherwise." The curling of her lips had the brunette's tanned cheeks sport a gentle shade of red and she smirked back. "So, yes."
Homura scoffed and gently reached up to slap the girl on her forehead. "Ass."
"Mine or yours? Either way, both are pretty good."
The brunette laughed. "You really are different when it's just the two of us."
A shrug. "I suppose. The same goes for you, Homura."
"Oh?"
"You're always confident and headstrong, but in the sheets—"
"Not another word, Hikage. Consider this your one and only warning."
Hikage sneered. "Yes ma'am." The gaze of amber eyes wandered, appreciating the brunette's attire and the amount of skin it didn't cover; a red sport top hugged ample breasts nicely and the boy shorts fit nicely, of this the verdant-haired girl could assure. Amber eyes took in the sight of tanned skin, the soft layers above defined muscles—
The snap of fingers caught Hikage's attention. "Where are you staring?"
"I'm just admiring your outfit. I like it."
Another scoff. "Yours ain't so bad itself."
The mintgreen-haired girl was wearing a black cross-halter top – perfect for her endowed bust – and tie-side bottoms. Hikage couldn't care less about what she wore, but Homura had expressed a desire to see her wear them, so…
"And where might you be looking when you say that?"
"Oh, bite me."
"I think you had enough after last night, Homura."
"Tch…" The sore spot at her upper inner thigh would remain a reminder for at least another day. At least that one was hidden.
Heat – be it from the weather or a swirl of emotions – suffused their cheeks and they both averted their eyes before turning back towards each other.
A grin. A smirk. Homura slowly got up and crawled on top of Hikage's lap as the latter caressed the small of the brunette's back and pulled her closer. Their lips brushed against one another and they both shared a breathy, short-lived chuckle before sealing them together. They explored each other's mouths, tongues snaking past each other after a brief dance, and the girls were lost in the moment. As with every other time they kissed, it was as if Time stopped and everything held its breath for them.
It was just them and their quiet little corner.
They broke the kiss tenderly, staring at each other with half-lidden eyes. Glistening sweat ran down their bodies and matted their hair.
"This…is disgustingly sappy, right?"
Homura snickered. "Perhaps, but that's what Love do to you; makes you feel all funny and weird, and enjoy moments like this."
"I suppose. Not that I mind."
"Then shut the fuck up and kiss me again, bitch."
Amber eyes glared a feral glare. The corners of Hikage's lips curved upwards and she leant in close enough for their lips to brush against each other. "Careful now, Homura. We wouldn't want to alert the others to where we are, now would we?"
"True…" The brunette pretended to think about it. "But I love that wild side of you. In fact, I love it when you're cold and uncaring. I love your mercilessness in battle. I love your emotional side, even if you barely show it." She caressed the verdant-haired girl's cheek. "I love it all."
Another sneer. "You're twisted."
"Takes one to know one."
"Heh." Their lips met in a slow, passionate kiss. "Love does weird things to people. Not sure I like it." Pause. "…But if it means that we can be together…then maybe it's not so bad."
"My thoughts exactly."
They snickered and kissed. They lost themselves in one another's embrace, hiding away from unwanted eyes.
They were a twisted, odd couple, but there was solace to be found in each other's company.
~The End~