A/N: HAHAHAHAA! I am so glad to have finished this chapter before Otakon. This is probably one of the ones I slaved over the most. PREPARE FOR GLORIOUS SMUT! Also, I am scaling back on the Japanese words so it will only be honorifics and Kami-sama. I feel that this is for the best. Don't forget to check out the amazing Dark Jupiter fan art created by Hallow-Quinn on Deviant, for it's awesome and she is a great artist.
WARNING! CAUTION! ATTENTION ALL PERSONNEL!: This chapter is SMUT. This IS the porn you have been looking for. Glorious lemons, flavorful citrus! THIS IS SEX. LESBIAN SEX. If this offends you... Then the fact that you are reading this fic at all is baffling to me. I mean, seriously, it would make ZERO sense!
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Korrupted.
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Rei still wasn't completely sure why she was agreeing to this location of their eleventh date, her hands fixing her mid-thigh length red skirt nervously as she replayed the call from her girlfriend in her mind for the millionth time.
-"Rei? I know you really don't go to places like this normally, but I really would love it if you checked out this club with me. One of the guys from basketball said it was really nice and the music was good. Please?" Makoto had begged, a small smirk tugging on the lips of the raven haired psychic; she really did find it adorable when Makoto pleaded like that.
"But I have the sacred fire to tend to, Mako... You know I have to keep to my duty." As much as she was bound to the shrine, the miko was lying through her teeth. She just wanted to make the powerful warrior squirm just a bit more.
"Please? I really, really want to take you to a club. Pretty please?"
Rei could almost see her tall girlfriend trying a puppy-dog face, finally giving in. "Fine. I'll go. About seven tonight, right?"
"Sure! Oh, you'll love it, Rei! Thank you~!"-
Now the maiden was adjusting the black under bust corset that lay over her red top, still feeling so utterly out of place. Though Makoto had turned twenty a month or so ago, they really didn't go to clubs, and so she had been utterly clueless on what to wear. Ultimately, Rei had gone to Minako for suggestions on clubbing apparel, the blonde warrior squealing as she practically dragged her reserved friend into her closet, yanking clothing down left and right. The boots that they had settled on were leather, belted, and halted at her mid-calf, giving Rei an air of aggression as she strode to her destination. The setting sun cast the city into the colors of a warm fire, bathing the pale miko's features in rich orange and red hues. She and Makoto had been dating for only five months now, and so far everything had been very, very cautious in way of signs of affection from Rei. It was clear that the priestess was afraid of making the warrior uncomfortable after what had happened a couple of years ago, not wanting to push for too much, or try to go too far.
She finally saw the small cluster of trees that she was to meet Makoto at, her violet eyes wide at the sight before her. The warrior was wearing a shirt of dark green, black lace over the fabric and cinched with a leather belt that was a bit lower on her left hip, pink sakura blossoms etched in along the material, and a pink and green tie about her neck. She work a rather daring green and black pleated skirt that only went to her mid-thighs, knee high boots similar to her own on her feet. Rei was caught between wanting to drool over the sight of her, and wanting to maim anyone who so much as glanced her way with even the hint of desire. As the miko drew closer, her girlfriend looked her way, blushing with a relieved grin on her face. "I'm glad you came, Rei-chan." She admitted when her shorter girlfriend finally halted next to her, swooping down to kiss her on her lips briefly.
Rei returned the gentle kiss, intertwining their fingers as she once again let her eyes roam over the sight of her girlfriend. Her height, bust, and daring clothing choice made her all the more exotic looking. "So, where is this club?" The girl inquired, glad she had brought her identification with her.
Makoto tugged her along with a wide, lop-sided grin, her emerald eyes sparkling. She wanted to do so many, many things to her smaller friend while she was in those clothes, but first she wanted some liquid courage to bolster her nerve. Her green eyes were dead ahead of her, dragging her girlfriend along until they reached the club called 'Selene', flashing their IDs to gain entry. Rei was scanning the somewhat crowded club with an incredibly piercing gaze; Ichiri still was on the loose, and he was the only living being Makoto feared. She would protect the powerful warrior from him no matter what. If he dared to show his face here, Rei wasn't entirely sure that she would be able to stop herself from killing the bastard.
The music was loud, the lights on the dance floor flashy and fun, some pulsing with the beats, others swaying about the huge space. It reminded her of a dance, for some reason that was hazy in memory and far off, where a blonde man in a white suit had toyed with her Makoto's affections, Ami dancing with the Amazonian when no one else would. Rei shook her head a bit; they had never been to such a dance in this nor their previous life. It had to be her imagination playing tricks on her. The brunette tugged her along to the bar, grinning at her widely as she glanced up at the drinks menu. Makoto was thrilled about being with Rei in this kind of setting, eager to dance with the smaller guardian and hope that the night ended up in a more intimate setting. Just the sight of her was enough to make the tall fighter feel like the luckiest woman on earth. "Mai tai for me." The Jupiter guardian requested, flashing her ID once more.
"Rum and coke." Rei ordered, also extracting her identification for the bartender.
The two warriors soon had their chosen beverages in hand, sipping at them in comfortable silence as they listened to the music. Casually, Makoto turned to lean backwards against the bar, casting the raven haired woman a sultry grin. The warrior of passion smiled and then recalled something she had seen tucked in the corner of the tomboy's room. "Mako-chan, I noticed that you had ice skates. I didn't know you could skate. Do you figure skate?" She inquired tactfully, glancing up to look into those gorgeous verdant eyes.
Makoto raised her eyebrows in mild shock; most people assumed they were for ice hockey. "Yes. I do figure skate. I picked it up when I was a child, and I just loved it." A sheepish grin crossed her lips. "Most people think I do hockey and laugh when I say I figure skate. I guess after they see me, it is a bit odd to imagine me skating like that."
Rei tilted her head and took another sip of her drink, then sat higher and leaned forward to kiss Makoto on her lips. "I think it suits you, Mako." The miko whispered with a kind smile, sitting back in the stool.
The brunette felt her heart thundering happily in her chest, wondering how the smaller young woman could spark such a powerful rush of joy into her entire being; was she using some sort of ofuda to amplify just how much the raven haired miko affected her? If so, she hoped that it would never be removed. With that thought, she quickly powered through the rest of her sweet and fruity beverage, ordering something called a 'whiskey sour'. It looked interesting enough. Between youma attacks, and the insanity of their lives in general, the lightning warrior felt that a bit of indulgence was long overdue. She took a hesitant sip of the small glass, quirking her eyebrow at the taste; it certainly had a burn to it with whatever whiskey the bartender had opted to use.
"Mako, you look... really great tonight. I don't think I've ever seen you wear anything like..." Amethyst eyes roamed the tall frame next to her before darting back to the nursed drink in her hands, taking another slow sip before finishing her thought. "That. It really shows off your legs."
A bit of a blush settled onto Makoto's features at the earnest compliment, trying not to be too embarrassed by her girlfriend's stares. Minako had told her to go for bold, daring, but had literally suggested that she wear clothing that reminded the chef of lingerie, causing her to blush a shade of red that matched Rei's senshi skirt. As much as she would have loved to see her shrine dwelling girlfriend react to something that provocative, the taller girl knew that she would be far too uncomfortable to wear anything THAT risque; this was already pushing her comfort zone, especially considering what had happened the last time she had been remotely near a bar. The memory cause her to shudder slightly. There were still many a night that she woke up screaming in fear, still battling her own inner demons that she couldn't physically pummel into nothing. "Thank you, Rei. I'm glad you like it."
Rei watched Makoto take another deep gulp of the beverage in her hand, arching a dark eyebrow at just how quickly she was knocking back that drink. The firebrand looked around as she drank more of her own alcoholic beverage, seeing a couple of men looking at Makoto and talking among themselves. They probably were working up the nerve to ask her girlfriend to dance with them, so Rei decided to go for a more direct approach. The shrine maiden took hold of the tie and used it to pull the girl down and closer, kissing her full on the lips, tasting the odd flavor of the beverage that was almost completely drained in her friend's hand. A soft groan escaped her lips to ease into the brunette's, the taller warrior shifting to place her hands on Rei's hips gently after setting her glass on the bar. By the time they broke the contact, both women were breathless, panting, blushing, and smiling. The psychic planted a soft peck on the tip of Makoto's nose, winking at her. "I think I'm having fun. You?"
Makoto's verdant eyes were a bit hazy, the booze and kisses were making her giddy and a bit out of sorts. "Mmm... I know I am. You also look amazing, Rei-chan." Swooping down to place a chaste kiss on her forehead.
The firebrand was positively glowing at the praise, seeing the rather disappointed men over her fellow soldier's shoulder. 'That's right, boys. She's mine.' She thought with a devilish grin, watching Makoto knock back the rest of her drink before ordering a shot of something called 151. "You sure you should be drinking that much, Mako?" She inquired gently, violet eyes a bit worried. If Makoto kept drinking at this pace with no water, she was sure to have the hangover of the century.
The emerald eyes already looked a bit glazed as she kicked back the tiny amount of alcohol and hissed through her teeth, her features a bit scrunched up. "Mmmmm... That one burns. Another shot, please." She requested before looking at her girlfriend. "I'm fine Rei-chaaaan. Besides, I know you'll keep me safe."
Rei smiled at the thought that Makoto trusted her to keep her safe enough to get rather intoxicated. The second shot was blasted through swiftly as the shrine priestess set down her own empty glass, finding a shot glass offered to her from Makoto. "Mmmhmmm~! Drink it if you can." The green eyed guardian challenged in a husky voice.
Rei smirked sideways at the other girl, downing the beverage and coughing a few times; it wasn't as strong as some of the sakes she had had, but it had a burn to it. She quickly asked for two glasses of water, starting in on one and pushing the other at the brunette. A peppy, upbeat song started on the dance floor, and the shrine maiden quickly found herself yanked to her feet, half dragged behind Makoto as she swiftly set the half empty water cup on the counter. "Oh, I love this song! Let's dance, Rei." The intoxicated woman exclaimed.
The miko didn't have much of a say in the matter as she was pulled into the crowd, Makoto releasing her hand as she began to dance. Rei honestly had no idea that the brunette had any dancing ability, her violet orbs taking in the sight of the busty young woman swaying and dancing to the thumping beat, feeling her cheeks flush as it caused a deep stirring in her soul. Slowly, nervously, the raven haired woman began to dance as well, her motions no where near as smooth as those of her girlfriend's. Suddenly, hands were at her waist, green eyes were gazing down at her in a sultry manner as Makoto almost literally danced against Rei's body, the guardian of Mars wrapping her arms around her shoulders as she relaxed a bit more. When soft lips moved down to whisper into her ear, "I'm really happy to have you here with me, Rei-chan. I... I love you."
Violet eyes went wide; she knew that Makoto didn't like to say things she didn't mean, and preferred actions to words, but the fact that she had so brazenly confessed her feelings was a wonderful feeling. The brunette didn't often utter those three words, but Rei could feel the meaning in each tender kiss, in every feather-light caress of her hand brushing her cheek. So, taking a page out of her girlfriend's book, Rei gripped the tie again and pulled their lips together again, her other hand gently pressing her fingertips into the soft skin of her upper back. The guardian of passion could feel those powerful arms wrapped around her protectively, Makoto's tongue tracing against her lower lip in a sort of request, the miko parting her lips in admittance. She felt Makoto break the kiss, end it by very gently biting on her lower lip, Rei allowing a groaning sigh of pleasure to escape her, once again shocked by how the guardian of lightning could ignite such a blaze of desire within her.
The moment she could collect her thoughts, Rei dragged her now clearly tipsy girlfriend back to the bar and shoved the glass of water back into her hands. "Drink, Mako." She half ordered as she continued with her own.
The guardian of Jupiter made it through a few sips of water before ordering another shot of some tequila drink, knocking it back before returning to the water. Rei was busy munching on a few biscuits, drinking her water before requesting a refill, instead a large shot glass of tequila handed to her via her girlfriend. She downed it, coughing at the horrible taste and painful burn it caused her, quickly assuming control of her water to try to rid her mouth of the flavor. The poor priestess made a foggy mental note to never order tequila. Her mind was growing a bit cloudy, her amethyst gaze slightly unfocused as Makoto drank more water, then promptly another shot of the wretched beverage. Dark, sensuous ideas began to fill the raven haired woman's mind, expanding on the ones she would typically banish in her more sober state. Her hands wrapped around the tall fighter's shoulders and yanked her closer, drawing her back into another kiss, grinning happily the moment her girlfriend enthusiastically returned her fervor.
Makoto instantly moved to press against Rei's body, the kiss heating up into a battle of wills; neither willing to surrender to the other as their tongues dueled for dominance. In a far corner of her lust and alcohol addled mind, Makoto knew that she normally would never kiss her girlfriend like this in public. Normally her hands wouldn't be roaming along the silky soft skin of Rei's pale legs, slowly edging her fingertips to brush just under the hem of her skirt, her shorter friend breaking the kiss and leaning close to her ear. She shivered at the breath that tickled the sensitive nerves there, hearing the husky whisper in a daze. "Let's go somewhere else. Just you," Teeth grazed her earlobe, a groan of pleasure escaping the lips of the lightning guardian. "and me."
Normally, Makoto would have stepped back, no matter how badly she had wanted this, but normally also didn't involve copious amounts of alcohol and heavy clouds of lust. The busty woman paid the startlingly large sized bill, dragging Rei out through the door, giggling and stumbling a bit. Her condo wasn't too far away, her body warm with an unusual fire, her heart thundering far louder than any attack she used ever had as she drunkenly pulled her girlfriend along. As the complex came into view, Makoto yanked the psychic against her and started another heated kiss, her fingers knotting in long, silken raven locks as smaller hands grasped around her waist firmly. The lip-lock was growing in passion, the brunette brawler stiffly walking while not breaking their current embrace, leading them towards the door to the stairs.
With a great deal of fumbling, the glass door was unlocked, the two women breaking their drunken kiss to stumble inside and giggle while attempting to navigate the stairs. When they reached the landing for the proper condo, Rei grasped the tie again and yanked the taller woman back down into a kiss, biting on the lower lip of her slightly tan girlfriend and tugging lightly to hear a gasping moan escape her, releasing her hold to let the dazed brunette try to unlock the door. With effort, it was finally thrown open as they stumbled inside, the duo entering and shutting it once more before Makoto was once again on Rei's lips, holding her beloved maiden tightly to her powerful frame. She could feel the soft hands tracing her body over her clothing, groaning in desire as the psychic all but shoved her into one of the walls and started tugging at the belt around her waist, but the strong fighter had other plans.
She lifted the girl up and hoisted Rei against the wall, wrapping her legs around her waist as she kissed and nibbled at the creamy skin at her throat, enjoying the breathy moans that resulted from the contact. One hand remained firmly grasping Rei's right thigh, the other cradling the back of her head as the two women pressed into each other's bodies. Makoto could feel their hearts both pounding in their chests, her large bust feeling incredibly confined within her shirt suddenly as the desperate desire to be even closer began to consume her. As Rei's arms wrapped around her shoulders, the powerful girl carried the firebrand away to her room, staggering from lust, alcohol, and walking with her eyes closed. She kicked the door to her room open, unaware of the black mark that her boot left from the sudden jolt of electricity the impact contained as it swung hard, setting her girlfriend down on the edge of her dresser for a moment as she broke the contact and panted, staring into beautiful amethyst eyes deeply. "R-rei... I love you..." She repeated, her face red as she felt her fellow guardian shove her rather abruptly.
Makoto landed on her back on her bed; at the suggestion of Haruka, she had purchased a large bed with a wooden frame when she had gotten rid of her old futon, suddenly glad for the soft mattress to take her landing as opposed to her old, much more firm futon. Suddenly, Rei was straddling her, calloused fingers working at the clasps of the under bust corset as the miko ripped the belt off of the brunette, lips crashing together for a moment. Neither saw the small singes on the fabric of the taller woman's shirt as it was yanked over her head swiftly, violet hues taking in the sight of the form below her, the black lace of the bra that was hiding the large breasts from her view met with a scowl. However, Rei still needed to get those boots off of them both.
Swiftly, she shifted to unzip and pull off the brunette's footwear before all but tearing off her own in her hazy desire to clamber back on top of the powerful girl. The psychic, decided to toy with the brawler just a bit longer, slowly, seductively, tugging off her own shirt and unhooking her bra to reveal the milky white complexion of her bare breasts, her lithe body a lovely tone of cream as emerald eyes drank in the beauty of the shrine maiden before her. Slowly, Rei eased back onto Makoto's waist, moaning softly as the rough fingertips of the woman she loved began to explore her bare upper body for the first time, her eyelids fluttering shut. Her chest arched into the hands as they wandered along her soft breasts, a languid moan freeing itself from her lips as her own hands trailed along a much more defined form, appreciating the firm muscles that lay just barely visible under the sun-kissed skin. Makoto trained hard every day, going through kata, push-ups, running, anything she could to keep herself in top form for when the next youma would strike, and Rei loved feeling the result of such labor under her hands. She could feel a warm wetness growing between her legs, another long sound of bliss escaping her when the brunette below her leaned up to take her left nipple into her mouth, cautiously sucking on the erect nub.
Makoto had no idea what she was doing. Ruled by instincts, driven by desire, made courageous by alcohol, the guardian of protection wrapped her left arm around Rei's waist and held her firmly in place as her teeth very lightly grazed the unbelievably soft skin of her raven haired lover's breast. She could feel fingers in her still tied back chestnut hair, her tongue flicking against the nipple a bit more to gain a shuddering gasp of pleasure from the firebrand before moving to her other nipple to show the same attention. She could feel Rei arching her hips from time to time aimlessly, Makoto's right hand moving to start trying to remove the skirt that was still on the guardian of passion, instead finding herself shoved back down onto her back, her bra snapped off between her breasts. Or had it been simply burned between the cups and removed? She wasn't able to think about such complex things; not when Rei was biting the crook of her neck like that, causing her to moan and writhe below her. Her short nails gripped at the pale skin of her girlfriend's back, dragging them along the surface to slowly darkening trails of red in their wake. Makoto was squirming, the wetness between her legs growing as the heat spread through her body swiftly, languid moans and sighs escaping the duo.
Rei was rolling her shoulders with the scratches her lover was marking her back with, a soft growl finding it's way from her mouth into Makoto's shoulder as she moved lower on the fighter's body. Her hands felt like they were on fire, but she simply chalked it up to the flood of lust that was charging through her, not seeing the fabric smolder slightly as she yanked off the skirt, followed quickly by the black panties to the floor. Once more, Rei sat up to take in the exotic form of the panting, blushing brunette under her, mesmerized by the sight of her heaving chest, her hazy emerald gaze on hers. She traced her pale fingertips from tan collarbones to the burn scars that marked the otherwise flawless abdomen, lovingly stroking the slightly puckered surface. "Mako... Do you want me t-to do this?" She panted out, nervous for the first time during this entire experience in spite of the alcohol that was still clouding her rational thought.
"Yes..."
The breathy whimper was the only sound in the room, the sound full of the desire and lusty need of the brunette, but the miko had to be sure. She had to be completely sure that this was what she wanted. "Are you sure? Please, I need to know." She pleaded, her amethyst hues full of worry.
The psychic heard a growling groan from Makoto, the emerald gaze a full of frustration. "For the love of Kami-sama, Rei. I'm sure. Now please, stop teasing me, or I'll finish this myself." The warrior warned grumpily.
That was all that Rei needed, smiling down kindly at the brunette before placing a tender kiss upon the scars she had inflicted on her, then trailed lower down. The firebrand's hands roamed upwards to caress the swell of her girlfriend's impressive breasts, her tongue teasingly flicking barely along the writhing woman's clit as she tasted Makoto for the first time. She had no idea that the dangerous fighter would taste so sweet, much like the confections that she would bake for her, the senshi, and the shitennou. She could feel one hand knotting into her long locks, pulling her closer as she gladly heeded the silent plea and began to suck on the sensitive organ. As the long legs on either side of her head shifted to grant her further access, Rei scratched down the firm surface of Makoto's stomach, listening to the sounds of loud moans and panted whimpers as her teeth teasingly grazed the nub. Makoto's hips bucked, the miko slipping her tongue into the warm, wet opening as lust flooded her mind, shutting down all other thoughts aside from the need to pleasure the powerful female in her grasp. The fingers in her hair tensed as the busty woman trembled, her tongue flexing and curling within her lover's hot body. She couldn't feel the sheets below her being slowly burned from the heat her body was producing, nor the minor burns that her touch left on her girlfriend's body that were being healed away slowly by their healing ability; Rei could only focus on Makoto filling her senses completely.
Makoto was arching and writhing about from all of the attention that Rei was bestowing upon her, clapping her free hand over her mouth in a futile attempt to keep the volume of her own moans down. She felt Rei slink one hand lower still, the pad of one of those soft fingertips pressing on her clit as a strange coiling sensation filled her abdomen. She could sense something building within her, much like a storm brewing in her very body, her knees bending as her head rolled from side to side. The ecstasy was melding with the drunken happiness, her verbal filter shattered. "Fuuuuuuuck~! Rei, it feels s-so fuckin' good..." She groaned out lewdly, her verdant eyes rolling into her head.
The pleasure mounted by the second, the feeling of the shrine maiden moving her tongue along her slowly tightening channel causing her entire form to arch like a drawn bow, tiny bursts of electricity snapping out from her body to strike at the electronics that were unfortunate enough to be in the room with them. Rei was pushing her closer and closer to something wonderful, and she was too focused on those sensations to notice the destruction of her devices. Finally, the storm peaked, Makoto throwing her head back as the power overwhelmed her, letting out a scream of absolute ecstasy as she climaxed, a bolt of lightning cracking across the clear night sky outside. "REI!"
Rei had felt the slowly tightening pulsing of her lover's opening, driving her fervor to new heights until she was rewarded by the sudden scream of her name, the hand in her hair gripping tightly as she tasted the sweet flavor of the trembling brunette's pleasure. Eagerly, the raven haired woman lapped up the delicious nectar that flowed from Makoto's opening, licking her slick folds afterwards to ensure that she had tasted every last drop before wiping off her mouth with the back of her hand, impishly grinning at her panting lover. "Hmmm... I think I like hearing you scream my name, Mako-chan." The shrine maiden teased in a playfully seductive whisper, squeaking in surprise when she felt hands tugging her up and back into a passionate kiss.
She felt like she was in heaven, strong but shaking arms wrapped tightly around her as she was shifted onto her back, the skirt torn in half by the suddenly aggressive Amazonian woman as she yanked away Rei's last cloth defense, her lips once again possessively on the other woman's. Rei scratched across Makoto's back roughly, grinning against rosy lips at the shuddering gasp the action elicited, moaning in desire. "Fuck...!"
The brunette pulled away, her expression fierce and full of lust as she nipped her way down her girlfriend's body, hoping that she would be able to do as well as the firebrand had. She ran her tongue the full length of her clit, her strong hands holding apart her thighs as she grinned at the guardian of flame's more tart flavor. The brawler felt her hair tie being tugged free, long fingers running through her brown locks as she sucked and licked the sensitive clit, listening to the moans and sighs that resulted with great pride. It was far more intoxicating than any of the beverages she had consumed earlier to hear the languid groan of her own name being uttered by the squirming miko. The soldier of protection buried her mouth deeper into the soaked opening, her tongue flicking and swirling Rei's clit with added pressure, feeling the muscles in the other warrior's thighs twitch constantly from pleasure. Her own body was still humming from her own climax, taking her time in moving her agile tongue into the quivering passage and letting her fingers take over tormenting the organ more.
Rei arched her hips without relent into the incredibly diligent fingers and mouth, her eyes rolled into her head as she moaned incoherently; if what she had done to Makoto had felt this good, she would be impressed. The miko couldn't understand anything above the sensations that filled her being, the wonderful pleasure that her powerful lover was granting her. Her chest was heaving as she panted, her fingers tugging at the long brown hair in their grasp, her legs tensed as they longed to wrap around Makoto's shoulders. Below her, the sheets were glowing faintly as they were heated up to the point of smoldering, ash streaking her sweaty skin as her lithe body squirmed more. The brawler was curling her tongue into the walls of her tight passage, Rei screaming wordlessly as her hips bucked harder, the pleasure building up like a raging inferno.
And then all at once, it exploded, Rei thrashing around as her moans hit a new pitch, and for a moment, the sun shone so brightly that it was daylight before vanishing into nighttime again. She shivered and panted as the bliss washed over her, one hand still firmly rooted in Makoto's hair.
The green eyed fighter slowed her actions down until she halted them, smirking with impish delight as she withdrew her tongue to suck on Rei's clit for a few more moments, enjoying the hissed moans of pleasure before licking her lips and grinning wickedly at the shaking form below her. "How was that, Rei-chan?" She inquired with a sly grin, her face flushed.
Rei didn't answer, only tugged the woman she adored more than anything up into her arms and kissed her gently. When she could form coherent thoughts once again, she responded; "That... was the most amazing thing I have ever f-felt, Mako." She grinned and planted a chaste kiss on the taller female's nose. "I love you."
Makoto grinned idiotically, laying on her side and holding the smaller form of the psychic firmly against her body, her right hand lightly stroking the small scar on her left shoulder blade. "I love you too, Rei-chan." She had to stifle a yawn, the combination of the alcohol and their very rigorous activities finally catching up to her. "Sleepy..." She mumbled, nuzzling her face into the crook of Rei's neck.
The raven haired archer had to hold back a giggle at the nearly childish display of affection from her strong lover, holding Makoto back just as tightly as she too yawned, realizing that sleep was unavoidable for her as well. "Mmmm... Me too." She agreed softly, closing her eyes and resting her head on the pillow, still blissfully unaware of the soot and ash that was being rubbed onto their skin, the heavy scent of sex still fresh in the air.
"Rei-chan?"
The miko was already starting to drift off, her arms wrapping marginally tighter around the woman in them. "Hmmm?"
"I'm glad you came." Makoto whispered drowsily, Rei sleepily kissing the lightning wielder's throat.
"Me too."
Makoto could feel her head exploding long before she was awake enough to know that her skull was still intact, groaning piteously in agony. What the hell was going on? She wasn't sure, but thinking was causing her so much more pain than she cared for, shifting to hide her throbbing head under one of her pillows. 'What the fuck had happened last night?' She wondered, flashes of memories resurfacing as if obeying a silent order. She and Rei had gone on a date to Selene, had several drinks, and then they had come back to her condo and...
She sat up with a squeak only to flop back down with a whimper of pain.
That was right, they had sex. They had thrown caution to the wind and with the aid of liquid courage, they had both decided that now was the time to get intimate. With her left hand, Makoto felt around the bed, hunting for the warm body she knew she had fallen asleep with in her arms, feeling nothing but cold sheets and... dust? As much as she knew light would hurt her already abused head, Makoto had to find out what in the hell was on her covers, slowly lifting the pillow and cracking open only one eye. She was greeted by her green and gold covers streaked with black and burned in several places, the pillow being dropped back down as she groaned in irritation.
They had ruined her sheets by having sex. Wait, what?
She lifted the pillow again to survey the damage once more, a very stubborn part of her mind trying to piece together how they could have charred the cloth without being transformed. 'Maybe because we were so drunk...? Yeah, that could be it. Owww... Thoughts... They hurt...' She mentally whimpered, once again seeking refuge under the soft pillow from the painful sunlight pouring through her windows.
Makoto didn't know what time it was, but she was concerned about where her girlfriend was, the sounds of footsteps causing her to be on edge. She half groaned, half growled from her dark sanctuary, unsure if she sounded intimidating at all to the intruder in her agonized state.
"Mako, here. Drink this for me." A voice as warm as fire whispered, though the soft sound was as horrible as a fifty car pile up happening in her skull, the scent of flames and tang of metal mixed with exotic flowers carried to her nose, the hungover brunette lifting her protection from light once again to look at her girlfriend.
Rei was almost glowing, which for some reason pissed off the Amazonian, the miko looking refreshed and cheerful as she held out a glass of herb water towards her. After a moment of glowering, the warrior took the glass and drained it before coughing at the taste, the action causing her skull to throb more. "Next time, you need to drink more water, and eat a bit." The priestess gently scolded, earning a glare and a stuck out tongue from the other woman.
Makoto dropped the fluffy item back down over her face, feeling soft, warm hands stroking her back as a soft sigh escaped her, though even such a tiny sound was painful to her brain. Slowly, minute by minute, the agony of her head eased, the brunette relaxing under the tender caress of Rei's hands. After what felt like an eternity, she deemed herself well enough to move the pillow back to under her head, rolling onto her back as the covers slid down to cover her hips and lower, tired green eyes meeting lively amethyst. "What time is it?" She croaked out in a rough voice, seeing the blush on the maiden's cheeks at her exposed upper body.
"I uhh... When I was in the kitchen, I saw that it was a bit past eleven fifteen. I think we... we might have shorted out your clock in here." The raven psychic stammered, moving aside to allow the still hungover woman to see the blank face of her digital clock sitting atop her desk.
With a sigh of defeat, Makoto flopped limply back down, finally taking notice of her own soot streaked body. "Are you serious? Did we really destroy my bed too?" She questioned in a voice laced with exasperation.
Rei had to giggle, shaking her head. "No, I... I think I only burned the thin sheet and some of the covers. Your bed itself is fine." The blush on her face deepened. "I'm sorry about that."
The warrior of courage rolled slowly to face Rei dead on, taking note of the woman wearing one of her dress shirts and grabbing hold of the collar to pull their lips together once more. After she broke the kiss, Makoto grinned tiredly. "If it's for you, the whole damn bed could be a pile of ashes for all I care."
A shy smile graced the lips of the psychic, leaning back in to kiss Makoto's forehead. "Now you need to sleep." She ordered gently, standing up and walking to the door again. "I'll make lunch.
At the assurance that the miko would cook for the two of them, the chef found herself forcing her legs to swing over the side, swaying a bit in her effort to stand. Rei had adopted the bachelor eating habits of her grandfather, much to her eternal ire. There was no way in hell she would let the woman who lived almost exclusively on ramen and microwave dinners make lunch.
Not even a hangover could stop her from ensuring that they had a decent meal.