I know, it is a new story but it just came on its own- yadda, yadda … Another update :] Um, I wrote this on a whim; meaning there are (most likely) errors in the plot. Sorry. Enjoy. Read or review. Okay okay, now … are you ready for my bad, uh … description of smut? It's been a while since I've worked on those kind of scenes. ^^'

P.S: Thanks for the reviews, ;)

Disclaimer: I don't own Kannazuki no Miko—but I can dream …

This Habit of Mine

Part Two: Your place or mine?

"I'm sorry but I really like you and all …" Himeko started before pausing, wondering why she felt like this wasn't the right time or place. And she felt foolish to allow herself to be swept away by the lustful current - to allow a simple crush blind her. Didn't I think I was going to allow her to, well I wouldn't be surprised if she managed to get me horny enough to throw away those thoughts of not waking up in someones bed and have passionate sex … She blushed, but shook her head.

The euphoria she felt wasn't faked or something you came across every few days, it was a tale of familiarity; even if Chikane didn't recognize her from her day job at the cafe … Himeko closed her eyes, her forehead laid on Chikane's naked shoulder, bare from her frantic pulls to expose more skin.

"I see, but there's someone else?" Chikane's voice was tinged with sadness, a deep disappointment, her hands resting on Himeko's hips as they allowed their bodies to relax.

She shook her head, tears of frustration welling in her eyes. "It's not that … God no, Chikane." She kept her gaze on kiss-swollen lips, admiring the fullness of them and remembered how soft they felt against hers. Her hand raised to cup Chikane's cheek, gently caressing the jawline then the groove her neck. She could feel her tremble, Himeko smiled, liking how she wasn't the only one unaffected.

She brushed her lips against Chikane's, allowing herself to enjoy the tingle she felt from that contact - however brief it was. Her fingers weaved through silky locks, hugging Chikane close to her as she pressed on more urgently.

"I like you - so much. But we've just met," Himeko said, the waver in her voice noticeable. And she wanted to forget those words, the thoughts that ran in her head. "And I would like to meet you again. if that is okay with you?" Her question died down with hesitation and hope was reflected in her tone.

Chikane's gaze didn't waver and neither did her voice. "Yes, I would like that - immensely so, Himeko." And she nodded, her eyes conveying words that wouldn't describe how elated she felt.

Himeko sighed and smiled in relief, if Chikane had refused … agony would not be the proper word, but she shook her head, not wanting to think about it. The only thing that mattered was that Chikane wanted to meet her, again and again. There wasn't much that could break the moment of silence between them, words were not needed. And the quietness only ringed with joy.

"I should probably get home, I have a job …" Himeko started awkwardly, realizing how it sounded like: 'I'm sorry but I'm not meeting you again;' it was an unclear message she didn't want to convey because, in her mind, it would feel like that one-night stand that shouldn't be mentioned ever during the morning after. But all her mouth spoke was honesty, Himeko could only hope that Chikane understood.

"I know, don't we all have jobs?" Chikane chuckled, pulling away from Himeko's embrace. "If we're going to meet up again, can I have your phone number? I'll give you mine right now," the dark-haired woman pulled out a pen from a pocket, tugging on Himeko's hand so she could write down the numbers.

Something in Himeko froze, her mind reeled with listless thoughts. She was getting Chikane's number! That thought ran through her head many times before Chikane smiled at her gently and looked at her beseechingly. Himeko had to mentally shake her head and took the pen from Chikane to give her crush her number.

When Himeko gave back Chikane's pen, her hands were shaking. "I'll call you - will it matter what time? Because once I get home, I will feel like calling you, Chikane … are you okay with that?"

Hands cupped her jaw, dark sapphire eyes burned through her with a desire. A strong need pulsed between her legs, making Himeko dazed. "No, call me whenever you want to, Himeko and I'll return the favor." She nodded frantically, her breath coming out in short pants that did nothing to calm her racing heart at the close proximity of Chikane.

"Yes, I will, Chikane … anytime I want." She whispered softly, her senses assaulted with the musky smell of Chikane and the feel of her body pressed lightly against hers. Desire ran through her veins like molten lava, bring a tremble down her body.

Her eyes closed on their own will, her lips pursed as they met the softness of Chikane's. Her body pushing against the trim figure of Chikane's with unspoken and unfulfilled desire. Chikane nipped at her neck again before soothing the sting with her tongue as her hands gripped the thin fabric of Himeko's shirt.

"Oh god, Chikane … please, more." Himeko groaned, feeling as though her limbs were weak as jello, grasping at dark strands and tugging urgently. Her sex clenched, wanting the touch of Chikane and Himeko pulled on her hand, pulling it down to lay on her covered mound.

"Chikane, please …" She begged wantonly, forcing Chikane's fingers to put a teasing pressure where her throbbing clit was. She needed more from Chikane, but it hardly seemed to be enough to quench the hunger inside her.

Fingers stroked lightly against the wet patch of her panties, her body arched into Chikane, pulled taut with tension that demanded to be released. Her sex quivered at the impending rise of her orgasm, the tight coil in her lower abdomen teased her with the promise of orgasm as the contractions got stronger, the more Chikane caressed her covered clit. Himeko keened as her climax crashed into her, sobbing against Chikane's shoulder as her body went limp.

"Oh," she said, afraid to move. Her thighs were slick with sweat, the heat in the room was sweltering. Himeko sighed shakily, wiping the sweat that beaded her forehead with the back of her hand. "I certainly didn't expect that to happen," Himeko smiled sheepishly, seeing an amused expression on Chikane's face.

"Your place or mine?" Chikane asked, clasping Himeko's hands, then elaborated at the confused look of her face. "Because I would love to continue what you started."

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So, what happens next? More smut or more fluff? ;)