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Her life had been tidy. Everything had its place and everything in its place. Nothing askew. She had her studies and she had been happy with that.
Then she happened.
She sat on the floor before the low table, notebooks open in front of her, her pen scribbling down various notes for her classes. A pair of strong hands belying the gentleness of their owner curved over her stomach and she shivered at the warm breath in her ear.
"Aren't you almost done?"
Ami smiled and looked over her shoulder into bright green eyes. Makoto leaned into the smaller woman as she kneeled behind her, her eyes narrowed at the evil homework currently stealing Ami from her.
"Almost," Ami responded. She bit her lip when she felt one of Makoto's hands slip under her shirt, teasing the skin of her belly.
"Is there any way I can convince you to hurry," Makoto asked, her nails lightly raking against pale skin as her eyes turned to Ami.
Ami swallowed hard.
Her life, once strictly disciplined, now contained chaos. And chaos had never before been so beautiful.