Wooooo! Last part, finally! Thanks for reading. This has helped me work on my writing style, as I'll be continuing my other more serious fic, Two Stops Away.
Warning: Extremely mushy romance fluff ahead. Proceed with caution.
Anyway! Read, review and enjoy. Until next time :)
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Upon entering the kitchen Sachiko was immediately met with the sight of the guests clamoring around Sei, who was attempting to open a bottle of rum and cola with her mouth alone. It seemed that someone had removed her mask to allow her to do this. Sachiko supposed she should be annoyed at Sei for breaking part of their deal, but found she didn't have it in her after her recent romantic anticlimax. She settled instead, to watching the former rose in her fruitless endeavor for intoxication. Youko was standing to the side simply allowing it to happen, fingers fiddling idly with the plastic lid of the first aid kit she had brought. Youko Mizuno was never unprepared, especially now she was in a committed relationship with one of the biggest petty-troublemakers around.
The woman in contact lenses looked up when she saw her petite soeur walk in. She noticed a definite level of gloom about the girl, which certainly hadn't been there before. Her only conclusion was that something had happened concerning Yumi. Touko had dragged the petite girl into the room only minutes before and the latter had definitely looked troubled. Well, I think it's time this big sister has a proper talk with her dear younger sister.
"Alright Sei, this is cruel to watch. Here." She took the spit-covered bottle from Sei and twisted the cap off. "Rei can you please fetch her a straw? I just have to take care of something."
She sidled past Shimako, who was dressed as a Ginkgo Nut; and approached the raven-haired heiress. Said girl appeared to be looking off into space. Upon closer inspection Youko saw that she actually staring transfixed at Yumi who was talking to Noriko (who was clearly dressed as Buttercup from the Power Puff Girls) and Touko over by the drinks table. The little angel had her back to them, but was clearly giggling as she watched her soeur doing silent impressions of Sei attempting to open a bottle with her face.
Leaning in closer to Sachiko she broke the girl from her reverie.
"She looks very beautiful tonight, doesn't she." It was a statement she couldn't openly deny. A few beats passed before the other replied.
"She looks beautiful all the time and so by default she looks beautiful every other night too, I'm sure of it," Sachiko replied softy, amazingly unsurprised by her onee-sama's sudden appearance. "I'm only assuming of course," she continued, "I am not able to confirm that from experience. I probably never will be able to either." Sachiko had not taken her eyes off of Yumi as she spoke, although she did pale a little when she realized she had just voiced her thoughts aloud.
Youko was surprised to say the least. Here was Sachiko Ogasawara, openly pining away like a lovesick puppy! That escalated quickly, but it's not as if it wasn't blindingly obvious she's head over heels. What kind of an onee-sama would I be if I didn't give her a bit of romance advice? Maria-sama knows, she definitely needs it.
"Alright Sachiko, what's the matter here? And before you go denying it I'm well aware that you meant every word you just said."
The heiress shook her head turned to look at her onee-sama imploringly. "Yumi and myself were…ahem…interrupted."
When the older woman reacted by merely lifting an eyebrow, she continued in a desperate whisper. "I was going to kiss her onee-sama! I don't know what came over me but it just seemed so right! I looked into her eyes and I was so sure that she wanted it too. But then, well… it wasn't really Touko's fault because she had no idea…but she just bulldozed in and spoiled it! Now I have no idea if Yumi even wanted to kiss me. I'm terrified that it was all in my head and that I've scared her away. I haven't a clue how to approach her now…it seems I have used every ounce of my confidence up. I'm a wreck onee-sama!"
Youko contemplated this confession as a flame of warmth and happiness filled her insides. Sure, her soeur was currently bordering on the hysterical, which was quite a common occurrence Sachiko…but it was the grounds for the hysteria which caused her to show a warmhearted smile to her soeur. This time Sachiko was being open, emotional and more like the teenage girl she really was. The girl whom she had first given her rosary had been prim and proper, rarely smiling or laughing. She had kept her heart safely locked away. The young woman standing before her had truly changed for the better and it was all thanks to that darling girl with warm doe-eyes and ribbons in her hair. All Sachiko really needed was a push in the right direction. She was so used to being naturally gifted at everything she attempted. It was probably uncomfortable for her to be in such a new predicament. So now Youko wanted a straightforward admission (her meddling skills were sniffing the air hopefully).
"So, you really love Yumi, huh?" Oh come on, just a little further and…
"She's the love of my life, onee-sama! My world, my happiness, my everything! I need her like my lungs need air. She's my soul mate onee-sama, and…and if I can't have her I just don't know what I'm going to do!" Sachiko seemed to be jittering from head to toe. There we go. Youko decided that her soeur needed that advice express delivery.
"All right sweetheart, it's going to be okay," Youko soothed. She had never seen her soeur work herself up into such a state without external stimuli. "I'm very happy for you but the first thing you need to do is take a few deep breaths and calm down. Now, I can assure that you weren't imagining it when you thought Yumi might feel the same. Even you must admit you know that's true. Everyone else here stopped batting an eyelid towards your sexual tension a fair while ago. We all just figured you'd pull your heads out of the sand eventually. So, as for the incident with Touko, it simply can't be helped. These things happen. Not everybody's first kiss is going to be picture-perfect. Hell, mine and Sei's first kiss was a nightmare. I'm never going to be able to look at strawberry juice and milk the same way ever again." Youko took this opportunity to pause and suppress a shudder.
"Anyway, the main message is: don't let it throw you off. So you've had a minor setback, so what? Yumi adores you, but we both know she has issues with self-confidence. She's probably over there right now having the same internal battle as you- multiplied by one hundred. You need to be the one to pull out all the ammunition and make your intentions known. Flirt with her; tell her how much you love her with every subtle gesture. The party is only beginning Sachiko. You've got a whole evening to mold the outcome. If I know anything, it's that Sachiko Ogasawara never gives up one something she wants. The proof of that fact is hanging around Yumi's neck as we speak." Youko rounded off her pep talk with a knowing wink to her soeur.
Sachiko seemed to steel herself at her big sisters encouragement, but she still felt a little out of sorts. She'd been shot down in the heights of her self-confidence. She had literally been "getting her sexy on for Yumi-chan". She supposed she'd just have to turn it back on, but she just didn't have any courage left!
When she had told her onee-sama this, the older woman had merely chuckled. "Oh Sachiko, there is more than one kind of courage in this world. Why, there's a back up plan standing right over there on the table next to Yumi. In fact, it looks like she might have caught on before you!"
Sachiko followed her senior's gaze to where her love was standing. Noriko and Touko had both snagged some of the sugary drinks out of the cooler and were heading away to join the main group. Yumi was left in front of the table. She was contemplating the ice cooler like some kind of enigma, as though she wanted to copy her seour and her friend, but was still hovering on the fence.
"Alcohol? You expect me to inebriate myself and then throw myself at Yumi like some horny drunk? How could you even imply such a thing onee-sama?" chided an appalled Sachiko.
"I wasn't implying that in the slightest. It's merely a bit of liquid courage. The stuff's primarily sugar and water. It should take the edge off your nerves just enough get you back on track. It looks to me like Yumi wants to give it a shot. She's over there right now trying to make her decision. As her onee-sama you are perfectly within your rights to go over there and advise her on how to drink responsibly. Perhaps her older sister will- oh, I don't know- decide that she has to supervise Yumi as she drinks? It would certainly give that older sister an excuse to glue herself to her little one's side for the night…Just some food for thought." Youko knew instantly that the suggestion hit the bull's-eye. It was at that moment that Sei called out to her lover from across the room.
"YOOUUKOOO! I really need to go to the bathroom. You have to come with me. You know I can't do it without your help or I'll destroy everything!"
A bead of sweat descended from Youko's hairline, and a vein was going in her temple. This all your doing, Sachiko. Why did I just help you again? *Sigh*. She turned back to her soeur.
"Well, romance calls. Listen, everything unfolds in its natural order. The night is still young. If you just follow my advice and go with your instincts, I guarantee you'll have Yumi up against a wall before midnight." She smirked, "Oh, and Happy Halloween Panda-ko." With that, Youko strode away to assist her armless girlfriend in her first bathroom adventure of the night.
Sachiko stared after her. A mental video of herself pushing a titillated Yumi up against a wall in a passionate tangle of limbs and kisses was now playing on a loop in her head.
Okay Sachiko. It's time to show Yumi exactly what she means to you. You're going to claim what's yours. That much is certain.
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Over at the drinks table Yumi was having a serious internal battle. Still in a daze from her almost-kiss with Sachiko she had engaged in some light-humoured banter with Touko-chan and Noriko-chan. She was surprised her open-book of a face hadn't broadcast her distress. The two girls had just excused themselves to join the others, leaving Yumi like a fragile baby bird out of its nest. She felt flightless and terrified. Beneath the surface she was a vortex of self-doubt and confusion.
I can't have imagined that. Our noses touched… and the look in her eyes! There was no mistaking that. She only ever looks at me like that in my dreams! But she hasn't approached me yet. Maybe she could explain what happened? But maybe it was a mistake! What if it was just a slip of judgment and she regrets it? Onee-sama hates being embarrassed or incorrect. She has a lot of pride and perhaps she is going to just ignore me to save face…No, she would never do that. That was the old Sachiko. But we still do have some communication issues. Maybe this was just another one on the list…These thoughts circled around and around in Yumi's head like clothes in a tumble-dryer.
"Hello my Yumi." A soft, almost sultry voice started Yumi from her musing. Beside was her beautiful goddess, Sachiko Ogasawara. My? What was that about? Never mind! Reply to your onee-sama you baka!
"H-hello on-nee-sama," she squeaked. She thoroughly expected a scolding for her stuttering but Sachiko seemed to find nothing wrong with her reply. It even received a soft, crooked smile in return.
"My, my Yumi! Are you being a naughty girl over here?"
This triggered a blush so fierce Yumi feared she might collapse again. Something about the way Sachiko had just said 'naughty girl' was making her rather hot under the collar. "N-naughty? N-n-no! I-I don't know what you mean."
Sachiko leaned down to Yumi's eye-level, the tight top making her cleavage known. Her voice was husky now. "Oh I think you do. You know exactly what I'm talking about..." Yumi furrowed her brow, shaking her head.
"Mou, such a cruel girl, lying to your onee-sama. Now Yumi…I know you see something you want…" She leaned closer until she had the smaller girl virtually trapped against the table. "…So why don't you just… take it?"
Yumi was panting with her eyes closed when she felt something cold touch her flaming cheek. Opening her eyes, her hazy gaze took in the vision of her gorgeous beloved, (and the gorgeous valley of her beloved's chest) standing before her. Sachiko was biting her lip in a smirk, was holding a chilled bottle of vodka pre-mixed against her hot blush. Oh.
"Um…iie, I wasn't looking t-to drink anything, honest."
"Not to worry Yumi, I'm not angry. Here, you can take it. I'm going to be having one too. I'm not going to pressure you though. Remember, I shall have to supervise you should you drink. I'm going to need to keep my little Yumi under my wing for the evening if you open that bottle."
Sachiko had played it out perfectly. The tone of her voice, the sincerity mixed with the teasing. It was a heady cocktail for Yumi.
There was a sharp hissing sound and the older girl looked down find to that Yumi had taken the drink and twisted the cap off without once taking her eyes off of Sachiko's face.
Well, well. This may be even easier than Youko anticipated Sachiko thought, as she wasted no time in taking a bottle of her own.
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The party was progressing quite well from the point of view of the hosts. They had milled around in the kitchen for a while joking around and watching Sei try to free herself from her straightjacket. Sachiko and Yumi had rejoined the main group. It seemed that Sachiko had appointed herself as Yumi's guardian for the evening. The younger girl had been coaxed into trying her first party drink. Rei had watched from a distance as Sachiko took a sip of her own, wincing at the sugary sweetness, before smoothly offering Yumi to try some of hers. By the time a very harrowed looking Youko had returned downstairs from the bathroom, followed by a remorseful looking Sei, Rosa Foetida decided it was time to get some food lining all of their stomachs.
They all piled their plates with food (it seemed that Rei had produced a dinner spread out of thin air) and sat around dining table in the lounge room to eat. Sachiko and Yumi had only had one drink each, but both had rosy cheeks already. Yumi had become rather giggly, hanging off of every word her beautiful onee-sama said. Rei had caught Sachiko feeding her angel little morsels of baked pumpkin with her own fork. The younger girl, in a sudden display of boldness had picked up a piece from her own plate and had held her fingers out to Sachiko. The older girl wasted not time in wrapping her lips around her soeur's fingers to accept the offering. The rest of the partygoers all noticed the increasingly flirty behaviour of the two girls, but chose to leave them alone with knowing smiles.
Over the other end of the table Sei was still tightly bound and was having trouble eating her dinner unassisted. After what had just taken place in the bathroom upstairs, her girlfriend had refused to help her feed herself. I have to get out of this thing. Curse you, sexy-panda Sachiko! Little Yumi-chan is definitely a lightweight. Sei observed the couple sitting opposite her. One bottle of Vodka Cruiser and she's eating out of Sachiko's hand…figuratively. Okay now she is literally eating out of her hand. This is too mushy for me. Why can't they just make out already? If I were Sachiko I'd have dragged Yumi off well before now. Perhaps I should tell her that? If squeezing that baby dinosaur were my favourite hobby, my second would have to be winding up the Ogasawara. As I can't do the first one tonight, I will have to settle with option B.
Sachiko could feel a pleasant buzz in her system as she excused herself to freshen up after the meal was done. That drink had really taken the edge off her nerves and she'd just spent the last hour immersed in nothing but Yumi; feeding her, whispering to her, watching her giggle and blush. So far so good…but I don't want either of us to be drunk tonight. I want to be able to remember every minute of this night…I've always had excellent self control but I can easily see it slipping if I'm not careful.
Sachiko straightened her appearance in the mirror; making sure was still a vision of perfection for when she went back to Yumi.
She arrived back in the main room to find that the group had moved around to the lounges. Everyone was getting comfortable whilst Yoshino got up to dim the lights. The room was lit by the jack-o'-lanterns alone now. A small white blur came hurrying past, followed by a larger, lumbering shape. Sei, running without any arms to balance, was chasing Yumi around the room with her usual cheeky grin.
"Come oooon Yumi-chaaaan. Just let me out of here so I can hug you please!"
"SEI! Stop chasing her at once! We had an agreement that you are to remain in that costume for as long as I have to wear mine."
"Yes exactly, which is why you should hurry up and strip for Yumi-chan, so that I can be freeeee."
Sachiko stepped in and wrapped Yumi in her arms as she ran past, pulling her from the path of the large silkworm. Blushing at Sei's suggestion, she merely stood there, her glare glacial.
"Sei, stop messing them around. Come on you three we have stuff we want to do." Rei had flown to the rescue this time.
Taking Yumi by the hand, Sachiko settled Yumi and herself in the same armchair. Pulling the younger girl down sideways onto her lap, as though she did this all the time, Sachiko held Yumi close and squeezed her middle.
Yumi was in heaven. Not entirely sure if this was real life or a dream, she decided to stay very still so that she didn't wake up if it was.
Once they'd all made themselves comfortable, Yoshino commenced an intense session of scary story telling. They had all (save for Yumi and Sachiko) had a few more drinks by this time and so the spooky tales gradually became more slurred and exaggerated. Sachiko found herself in a familiar situation: holding a trembling Yumi in her arms whilst trying to comfort the girl. Shimako surprised them all by telling one of the goriest shrine-ghost stories they'd ever heard. Touko spun them a chilling tale about a run-down theatre in America, which was haunted by living puppet dolls. Yoshino then told them a story about a woman who'd tried to escape from a prison by hiding in the mortuary, only to end up being buried alive.
"…And then… years later, when they finally dug up the coffin, …there she was…and there were scratch marks all over the inside of the lid…" Yoshino finished with a kind of morbid excitement as the whole room shivered. She flickered her eyes over to Yumi who had her head buried in Sachiko's neck.
"Well I think we can all count ourselves thoroughly freaked out." Rei had risen to her feet. "Okay Yoshino, if you could just duck upstairs and get everything ready?" The younger girl nodded and whisked off up the stairs.
"Alright guys, I just sent Yoshino off to turn off every light in the house and lower all the blinds. Now we are going to play blind hide-and-seek. The rules are basically the same as regular hide and seek…except we all get to hide in the dark and only the seeker will have a light." Rei held up a chunky flashlight. "You don't have to stay put though. If the seeker is coming you are allowed to try and slip by unseen, but if the light touches you and you are identified by name you are out. Make sense?"
They all nodded until Sei piped up. "Can I please be the seeker? You can tuck the flashlight under my arm!"
"No Sei, I think somebody a tad more able should be doing that," replied Rei.
"DISCRIMINATION! Shame on you, Hasekura. Shame."
Yoshino had returned from her mission. "I'll be seeking, thank you very much," she sniffed, taking the flashlight from Rei. "Okay guys, you can hind anywhere inside the house. I'm not about to go stumbling around in the garden for you, you hear? Everybody ready and I'll start counting backwards from one hundred."
When they all nodded to show they were prepared, Yoshino closed her eyes and turned around. "Okay…GO! 100…99…98…
There was a mad dash in the dark and Yumi wasted no time in racing from the lounge with a fierce determination to find the greatest hiding spot of all. This is actually quite fun she thought as she raced Shimako. The blonde girl beat Yumi into the laundry and began trying to climb into the laundry hamper. For somebody dressed as a round nut, that's some pretty impressive optimism thought Yumi as she abandoned her laundry idea and raced back through the kitchen. She ducked back through the now deserted lounge room where Yoshino was still counting. " 78…77…76." Upstairs… must get upstairs. Bounding up the stairs three at a time she reached the top floor. It was a lot darker up here and she could barely make out the hallway and the doors lining it. She could still hear mad footsteps and scuffling, indicating that the rest of the hiders were up here too, attempting to conceal themselves. Yumi ducked in the first door she saw, hoping to maybe hide under a bed, only to immediately stumble over a shape on the floor.
"Sei-sama?"
"Oh! Greetings Yumi-chan. Listen I'd love to get into the bed with you but right now I'm trying to hide under it and I'm not quite sure there's room for two." The wiggling shape continued its fruitless attempts to slink under the bed frame.
"R-right, no that's fine Sei-sama." She turned to leave before she gave some quick advice to her senior. "Try laying down parallel and then rolling underneath."
"That's genius, why didn't I think of that? Cheers Yumi-chan!" Leaving Sei to her own devices, the brunette went back into the hall and sought a different a hiding spot.
Unfortunately, all the places she tried appeared to be taken. Most of the time she attempted to hide somewhere in the pitch darkness, only to trigger an indignant squeak when she found the space was occupied. She'd already startled Touko in the airing cupboard, Noriko behind the shower curtain and Youko trying to climb onto a hefty bookcase in the study when she heard Yoshino call "Coming, ready or not!"
Yumi froze where she stood in the hallway. Ah! I'm going to be caught first. I've changed my mind this game is no fun at all. Think Yumi, think!
"Pssst, Yumi…up here," a raised whisper jerked her head upwards. A dark shape was looking down from the attic hatch.
"Rei-sama?"
"Hurry up and hide, Yumi! Yoshino's coming!" True enough a flicker of light from the stairway indicated that the seeker had started her ascent.
"I know, but everywhere I've tried has been taken!"
"Hide in my parent's room, it's the last door on the left. Yoshino's never actually been in there. Go, now!"
Yumi took the advice and raced off down the dark hall, and beam of torchlight swept the space she had been standing just moments before. Knowing she didn't have much time she stealthily opened the door Rei had told her about and slipped within, closing it behind her. The room was only a little less dim than the hallway, but she could make out a king-sized bed and various shelves and book tables. Where to hide, where to hide- Ah HA! Perfect.
Over against the left wall was a byōbu: the perfect place to hide. Yumi's spirits lifted even further when she walked behind the folded screen. It was right in front another door, which Yumi opened to discover a dark walk-in closet. I'll hide in here.
Slipping inside, she shut the door and stepped back into complete darkness, holding her breath. Only a few seconds had passed (with Yumi congratulating herself on her hiding spot) before she felt an arm wrap around her waist and a hand came up to cover her mouth.
"Mmph!" Yumi's first thought was that she had stumbled into the lair of Satou Sei. Then she remembered that the older woman was hiding under a bed in Rei's spare room, securely straight jacketed.
"Shh, little one. No more squeaking or you'll give us away." Her onee-sama's soft voice sent shivers through her body. Sachiko gently lifted her hand away, making sure to softly trail her fingers along Yumi's jaw as she did so.
"O-onee-sama? You're already hiding here? I'm sorry, I'll go and find someplace else." But as she made to step forwards a second arm came to join the first and squeezed the girl's petite waist.
"Don't go, Yumi." There was not teasing in Sachiko's voice as she said that. She rested her cheek against Yumi's hair. "Please, stay here with me."
How could Yumi deny a request like that? She leaned back into her onee-sama's warm arms and whispered, "Okay, onee-sama. I'll stay with you."
Sachiko led Yumi over to a stack of neatly folded futons. She took one off the pile and spread it out against the wall for them. Yumi followed and joined the older girl on the soft material, eyes slowly adjusting to the new environment. There was a small skylight in the ceiling, through which a strip of pale moonlight fell. There was a silence between them until Yumi reached out and took the older girl's hand, entwining their fingers. Sachiko's breath hitched slightly.
"How did you know it was me, when I came in? It could have been anyone. It's very dark in here," Yumi spoke tenderly to her companion. A soft chuckle preceded her answer as Sachiko leaned her head against the younger girl's.
"Haven't I told you, showed you before that I can find you anywhere, my Yumi?" She began to gently play with Yumi's fingers, where their hands lay on her own bare thigh. "A dark room presented no challenge for me after the Hanadera Festival…even if I'm the one dressed as a panda this time." This last comment produced a sweet giggle from the younger girl. Yumi could feel Sachiko tracing patterns on the back off her hand. A star… a spiral…my name…her name…a-a love heart?
"I never did tell you what a cute panda you made. I was so caught up in the relief that you were safe that it didn't occur to me until later."
"Oh, I don't know onee-sama…I think you make a much lovelier panda that I ever did." Yumi didn't know where that burst of confidence had come from, but it felt too right for her to care. Sachiko was very near to her now, hot exhales fanning Yumi's ear and neck…almost as though her lips were millimeters from her skin. The younger girl's scent was driving her mad with need. I just need to kiss her, hold her, have her.
"I never told you what a beautiful angel you make either," This is it Sachiko. "But then again, you'll always be an angel to me."
"M-me? W-what do y-you…" Yumi could hardly get the words out as Sachiko's slender hand came up to cup her cheek, drawing her in. The pale moonlight that illuminated a fraction of Sachiko's face, revealed blue eyes on fire with everything she was feeling.
"You're an angel to me…my little angel. From the moment you entered my life I felt as though you were sent from the heavens. You were so pure, gentle, kind, thoughtful, warm and so full of love. You still are. You were all the things I wasn't; all the things I was never brought up to feel. You warmed me up. My heart soon forgot how to beat when you weren't near. Forgive me for being selfish, for I know full well that I am. Forgive me for not wanting to share you with any other, because I know full well that I cannot. And please dear one, forgive me for what I am about to take from you, for I know full well that can't stop myself."
Twin tears slipped from Yumi's eyes as a pair of soft, cool lips met her own. An electric, tingling warmth spread through her as those lips began to move in a soft loving caress. Barley a heartbeat passed before her own had joined the dance as she leaned in. She kissed her love back with everything she had. Sachiko cradled her face tenderly, thumbs stroking her cheek. It was heaven beyond anything either of them had ever known. Sachiko felt tears of her own break free when she realized Yumi was returning her kiss…returning her love in exchange for her heart. I'll gladly pay the fee everyday for the rest of my life thought Sachiko as two brushed noses and smiled into their first kiss. When the need for oxygen became two much they reluctantly broke apart.
No words were spoken as Sachiko coaxed Yumi into her lap, the smaller girl straddling either side of her hips. With breathy anticipation she waited until Yumi had settled before they both connected in a second kiss, softer and more patient than the first. They synchronized, taking measured breaths between the meetings of their lips. The ebbs and flows of their passion led to an alternation between short and long, gentle and ardent, light and deep. As Yumi pressed a series of soft pecks on Sachiko's lips, the older girl stroked her hands up and down her little one's back and sides, drinking in her shivers and hitched breaths. She unrigged Yumi of her costume wings and tossed them aside. When the smaller girl bit down on her lower lip she let out a low moan and grabbed Yumi's hips, pulling her in even closer.
Want and need seemed to blur as Yumi felt a tongue licking at her lips as though asking for permission. She admitted it at once and let Sachiko draw her tongue into the elder's mouth, back and forth, stroking and caressing until both of them began to feel lightheaded.
Sachiko sensed that Yumi seemed to be reaching her limit. She knew the younger girl needed a respite to take in what had just happened. Trailing her tongue across the roof of Yumi's mouth, she broke their hundredth heady kiss and rested her forehead on her angel's. A few moments of silence passed, the only the sound being their heavy panting as they gathered themselves.
"Sachiko…"
The raven-haired beauty glowed from within at the sound of her name on Yumi's lips. She held Yumi in her arms and began to place soft kisses across her face. Her lips had just brushed Yumi's neck when she heard something she'd only ever dreamt of.
"I-I've f-fallen in love with you, onee-sama. I'm n-not sure exactly w-when it happened but I know that I love you. Desperately." She felt Yumi tremble with a few dry sobs of emotion.
"Oh Yumi." She gathered her angel and lay her down on the futon; their bodies flush in contact as she draped herself protectively over the smaller girl. "You have no idea how long I have dreamed of those words passing your beautiful lips, how long I have craved to claim them with my own. I almost couldn't believe this was real, but I knew it must be once I tasted your lips. I'm desperately in love with you too, Yumi."
She lowered her head to commence what she intended to be a simply delicious make-out session. Forget that ridiculous hide-and-seek game. I've already found all I need in this world. She paused, a fraction from Yumi's expectant lips when a nagging thought tickled her.
"One last thing, Yumi."
"O-onee-sama?"
"Please, I would love it if you would call me Sachiko- just 'Sachiko'- when we are alone together. I adore the way it sounds on your enchanting lips."
A beat. Yumi smiled softly in the moonlight.
"Of course. Anything for you, my Sachiko." The heiress shivered in delight as she leaned down to administer a thorough reward to her beloved.
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A few hours had passed and the two new lovebirds were cuddling on the futon together, so wrapped up in one-another they had forgotten the rest of the world.
After blissfully making out for what must have been a solid half-hour, they reclined together underneath the skylight to relax. Their hands wandered lazily across backs, stomachs and thighs, a leisurely exploration undertaken as they talked about everything under the sun. They told each other about the discoveries of their feelings, laughing at how silly they had both been at certain times in their relationship. They reveled in their newfound love and revealed all of their insecurities, fears and secrets to one another, knowing soft comforting kisses always waiting to be given. Their conversation had settled into a cozy banter about anything that occurred to them. Sachiko was lying on her back holding Yumi as the brunette snuggled up to her side. The younger girl was tracing lazy patterns on Sachiko's smooth bare tummy. She suddenly had a thought.
"How long have we been in here Sachiko? I've lost track of time." She felt her love shift beneath her. The older girl lifted her wrist into the moonlight, contemplating a delicate silver watch bracelet. After attempting to read the time by the dim light reflecting off the face, she soon gave up.
"I can't tell for sure but it must have been several hours if not more. Perhaps we should go back downstairs and see what the others are doing. They must have finished their game some time ago. I must say I'm rather glad they didn't end up finding us."
"Maybe they suspected we were together and left us alone. Rei-sama told me to come hide in here, so if Yoshino hadn't found us herself they would have known to get me from here anyway."
"Rei told you to hide in here? She told me the same thing as soon as we reached the top of the stairs. My! I do believe we may have been tricked little one," Sachiko didn't sound even remotely vexed at having been deceived. "Let's head down and see what they are up to, ne?"
Sachiko helped her brunette back into her wings and together they folded up the futon and emerged from their sanctuary. Hand in hand they made their way downstairs, the lack of human presence making it apparent that the game was no longer in session.
Downstairs in the living room, they were met with the sight of the other guests settled in their beds for the night. It appeared they had been away longer than they thought. Youko was the only one awake, apparently waiting up for them. She sat on the long couch in a nightdress. A snoozing Sei had her head on her girlfriend's lap, finally freed from her costume in favor of some comfy sleepwear. The dark-haired woman smiled at them when she saw them enter the room, her eyes a natural colour once more.
"Ah, I was wondering when you two would finally make an appearance," she said softly.
Sachiko saw no point in denying anything, her onee-sama's knowing smile reminded her just how obvious it must have been when neither of them had come down earlier. She simply returned the smile and pulled Yumi closer, wrapping an arm around her waist. That was all the reply Youko needed. She beamed at them both, eyes sparkling.
"You two should get some rest. There's a spare futon in the corner. Rei said there is some more upstairs somewhere if you wanted to go fetch another one."
"That's alright Youko-sama," Yumi replied before gazing up at Sachiko contentedly. "We fit just fine onto one, I can promise you that."
They freshened themselves for bed and put on their pajamas. A short while later the two girls had snuggled into each other's arms under the warm blankets. Yumi stretched up to share a soft goodnight kiss with her raven-haired love. Sachiko cuddled Yumi in close and sighed in fulfillment. She knew that when they awoke they would endure endless teasing and bawdy jokes. No doubt she would become hysterical and short-tempered.
Oh well, she figured as she held the love of her life in the dying glow of a Jack-o'-lantern. Now I know we have a supply of straightjackets back home, there shouldn't be too much I can't handle.
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