DAY TWO ; 4:34 A.M.
Byakuya Togami was absolutely disgusted with himself. Absolutely disgusted, absolutely disgusted, Ludenberg knew what she was doing when it came to kissing.
They broke apart briefly, Togami's chest moving up and down erratically, Celestia's normally pale face flushed. She looked up at him, but there was nothing in her eyes that said that he had any hold over her whatsoever.
"The bed's back here," she said, pulling him along by the tie. She walked backwards, teetering a little on her heels. They were in the farmhouse. They had about half an hour before it became a danger zone.
They'd already missed their chance to use the residential area. The farmhouse was really their last hope of a place with a bed. Togami knew that he was not going to have sex with someone on the ground or anything like that, and he suspected that Celestia felt the same way. To be honest, he wasn't quite sure why he was indulging her like this. Perhaps it was because in normal situations, he had to choose his partners carefully. He had to be so damned careful of who he wanted to sleep with for a variety of reasons, but in something like this, where she wasn't going to survive for much longer…
He wouldn't even have to worry about a child.
The bed wasn't up to either of their standards, but it was better than nothing. He kissed her again, and she kissed him back, slipping her hands into his pants and teasing down his pants. His fingers made their way to the back of her dress and began their work down her back, untying ties and unbuttoning buttons until she was before him in a slip.
She pulled his shirt off of him, leaving the tie dangling around his neck like a noose before grabbing onto it and pulling him into another kiss. He gripped her arms tightly and tipped her back onto the bed, kissing her neck and down to the hollow at the base of her throat. She wrapped her legs around his, trapping him there as her slip rose above her underwear. He used his free hand to tug those down, too, pulling them down far enough so that they wouldn't be in the way and forgetting about them. She dug her fingers into his hair, fingernails pricking at his scalp.
He moved back up to kiss her mouth, his hands migrating down to her hips to keep the slip up far enough so that he wouldn't run into it when he entered her. She encouraged it, she pulled him down and she dug her fingers deeper into his scalp when he finally did. She cried out, too – nothing in particular, not his name or anything, thank God, but it was a pleasant sound.
When it was over, he rolled off of her. He was tired, he was dirty, there was nothing that he wanted more than to take a bath and-
No.
He was in The Program.
"We need to go," he said. She propped herself up on her elbows, hair extensions askew.
"Give a lady a little time," she said. He snorted and stood up, a little shaky. He got dressed as quickly as he could. He glanced at his watch. They had a bit of time, but not enough for him to be in any way comfortable.
They'd head down. Into the next section down, the warehouse.
"I'm leaving, whether you want to be killed by something as pathetic as a danger zone or not," Togami snapped, shouldering his bag and heading out. She sighed. He walked as quickly as he could without losing face.
His collar beeped for about two seconds before he crossed over into F6. He turned around. He could see her, he could see her walking slowly, he could hear her collar beeps growing closer and closer together.
And then she crossed over, smirked at him, and kept walking.
He scowled and followed her, but as they drew closer to the warehouse, he spotted someone going inside. Someone with glinting scissors, someone with braids.
"Genocider Syo," he said.
17 STUDENTS REMAINING
once i accepted that i ship this life has gotten a lot better