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Soifon x Hanataro x Yoruichi
Delicate
There was something delicate about them when they were asleep, something that didn't fit with the way that they were when they were awake. Soifon's normally sharp features softened out, making her look fragile. Yoruichi's eyelashes rested against her cheeks like the softness of downy feathers, and she made small, childlike noises when she rolled over.
He sat to one side of them, looking.
Yoruichi lay curled on her side, and you could almost visualise a tail curled around her. She had pushed the covers off her body, leaving her tanned and naked against the clean white sheets of his room, in the attics of the Fourth division barracks. Soifon had all the sheets, having wrapped them around her limbs, pulled up to her nose. Yoruichi slept like she was dead; Soifon was restless, rarely staying still. Even now, her fingers fisting on the pillows, he could see the muscles in her arms tensing and then relaxing in pattern.
He wondered what he looked like when he slept.
He didn't think that it would be as nice a picture as the two of them made. He often woke up with a dryness in his mouth and a line of drool on his chin, suggesting that he slept with his mouth open, and he was too scrawny to look good without clothes, which was why he was huddled up in a robe right now. Really, he wasn't sure what he was doing here at all- he hardly fit, did he? Not with two things as breathtakingly beautiful as them.
Soifon rolled onto her front, arching her back, the covers too tangled to follow her movements and so leaving her breasts bare and gently erotic. He smiled at the sight.
He reached out, and touched the heat of Yoruichi's skin, like a live furnace; it was as soft as still water under his fingers, as she made a small hum, as if she knew he was there.
He didn't understand why two women, so strong in every way, could look as easily as breakable as glass, only when they were in his bed.