Sheva was clenching both of her hands together nervously, the slight straining of her grips audible over the scratching of pencils and the disproportionately loud clock above the classroom door. The only two people that weren't focused sharper than a razor blade were Miss Haley - even though she was keeping an eye on the clock and supervising all of them - and Valentine, who looked almost... bored.
In fact, he'd not only finished his exam early, but he was currently dismantling his black and gold gun - Sheva forgot the name, but knew it started with a C - right on the surface of his desk, completely relaxed as he took out every single part, big and small. He'd even taken the bullets out of the magazine and neatly lined them up, facing upwards at the corner of his desk.
Sure, she was done too, but for some reason, seeing Valentine so utterly calm was making her doubly nervous. So she reread all her answers, trying to find a mistake, whilst ignoring the small tinks and clicks of Valentine's gun maintenance ahead of her.
"Time is up, pencils down... and Valentine... Gun away please. Pass your papers forward from the back and wait for the bell to signal the end." Miss Haley suddenly broke the tense silence, causing everyone to slump back and groan with relief before passing their pages forward. Valentine, of course, suddenly caused his whole gun to reassemble in midair with a flurry of clicks, clunks, and scraping of metal on metal, until with that oh-so-distinctive knife-sheathing sound, the magazine slid into the bottom of the grip and the now live firearm returned to gravity's embrace and lightly dropped into Valentine's awaiting hand before he slid it into the holster hidden on his lower back.
"Hey, Valentine, do you and your sisters have the same gun? I could've sworn I saw them both with that same one under their arms when you three arrived this morning." One of the guys across the class - who had finished early and had been enraptured by Valentine's fluid gun disassembly - asked across the room as Valentine accepted the growing pile of papers from Sheva and added his own to the group before passing it forward.
"Yes, we all have a matched set. It's a Colt M1911a1, chambered in .45 ACP. Our father custom built them for all three of us." Valentine replied with a glance in his direction.
"So why does it sound like a knife when you put the clip into the gun...?" The guy asked, but with that exact sound of metal against metal, Valentine ejected the magazine right across the room in a beautiful trajectory to land in the boy's lap, startling him by the sudden but not painful impact.
"Firstly, it's called a magazine, not a clip." Valentine withdrew his finger from the mag release as he spoke. "Second, there are springs inside of the grip, pointed downwards, that launch the magazine out of the gun, aiding in the reloading process. And since my family are stronger than normal humans, putting a new magazine back into the gun isn't a problem. Don't worry about tossing it back, I'll handle that."
With graceful ease, the magazine rose into the air, much like Telekinesis, and followed a rippling path through the air back into Valentine's hand, which was then followed up by reloading his gun just as the bell rang. With a flick of his sweater's hem, the gun vanished from sight and he and Sheva left the classroom with everyone else, as if nothing unusual had just happened.
"Oh c'mon, Yuuki, I know you. You're trying, but you're certainly not succeeding~!" Stella taunted Yuuki's slowly diminishing willpower concerning the idea of taking a break from her art project - Rachael was already finished hers - and having a not-subtly-suggested quickie. "And Rachael's the little free bird, already done her art project and left you all alone..." Stella teased Yuuki, who couldn't decide whether to scowl or smile at all the teasing.
"You are 22 years old, married to a beautiful woman who also happens to have a gorgeous futa body, and all that's on your mind right now is having a quickie with me? Do you ever think about anything besides sex?"
"Food... Your family's show... my martial arts..." Stella counted on her fingers as she listed the things off. "Hmmm, what else... The occasional tidbit of philosophy... but no, mostly just the sex."
"I'm technically not even legal for you to have sex with me anymore. Shit's different now that you're over 21 and I'm not even 18, not until November." Yuuki continued to apply paint to her piece, only briefly glancing over at Stella's chuckling over her recent birthday at the end of May.
"I married a lesbian cougar, that's kind of a moot point, Yuuki."
"Well, I got one that just might throw you off..." Yuuki smirked as she turned her head - to signify that she was now looking over at Stella's suddenly piqued curiosity - over before saying, point blank. "What're you gonna do when I say that I'm not horny right now?"
Stella didn't miss a beat, she just rose from her seat on the edge of Yuuki and Rachael's shared bed - they ditched the bunk beds last year after accidentally breaking them during a particularly energetic sex session - and gently embracing Yuuki from behind, her arms linked just under the swell of Yuuki's breasts with her elbows just above Yuuki's own, while her jaw rested against the side of Yuuki's face. "Well in that case, I'd better work my magic..." Stella chuckled darkly as she tightened her elbows, pinning Yuuki's arms to her sides.
"I'm stronger than you..." Yuuki warned the Japanese cyborg, who giggled at the challenge.
"And I hear from a certain towering behemoth that you've personally complimented my physique being better than most humans..."
Damn it... Yuuki thought to herself, recalling that conversation when they'd received their Colts, of which hers was currently laying on the free space just behind her computer's keyboard... presently unloaded. Not that she'd even dare to shoot Stella.
"Remind me again why you're even here?" Yuuki spoke up as Stella lightly planted her distinctive kisses along the side of Yuuki's neck, avoiding her sealed gills, as always.
"Motoko's downstairs running some system updates with Kuro and Shiro, she said she needed the extra proccessing power. I just tagged along because I knew you didn't leave for work until six thirty with Rachael."
"You are insatiable, y'know that?" Yuuki actually tried to pry Stella's arms apart, but even with her T-Virus strength, Stella's expert hold remained steadfast.
"I've been told that many times." Stella hummed in amusement as she suddenly took Yuuki by surprise and hefted her up from her stool and, while still pinning her arms, dragged her backwards until with a swift and precise sweep to the legs, sent them both onto the bed, with Stella cheekily laying on Yuuki's back while the younger of the two was face deep in the blanket. "Now, in case you haven't figured it out yet, we can do this the easy way... or the hard way. Either one works for me, y'know."
"Yrr gnn'n 'n muh nuhrz." Yuuki grumbled into the blankets, but her words came out as an unintelligible mess. So, Stella expertly flipped Yuuki onto her back whilst simultaneously straddling herself over top of Yuuki's legs.
"Didn't quite catch that." Stella commented with a teasing glint in her eyes, well aware that Yuuki was beginning to get mad at her.
"You're getting on my nerves, you little shit!" Yuuki's eyes turned over to her six Kakugan, and she finally gave in, grabbing Stella by the shoulders and flipping them in a reversal of their previous position; this time, Stella was on her arms and knees while Yuuki was flattening herself against Stella's augmented spine and shoulder blades, using one hand on the bed to support her weight, while the other boldly slid down the front of Stella's ever present short black booty shorts... Which in essence were nothing more than a glorified pair of panties, leaving a more than enticing amount of her godsend of a super perky bubble butt on proud display, just ripe to be squeezed... If the squeezer had the balls to do it, of course.
Yuuki did, of course. She'd done it many times before. So why should she stop a good thing?
Since his family was busy today, Valentine and Sheva rode the bus most of the way back to his place, so they could continue to study for their next two exams together, then walked the rest of the way until Valentine spotted the familiar Honda of the Kusanagi's parked in the driveway.
"Hmm... What is Motoko doing here?" Valentine commented to himself as they both exchanged a brief glance. "And I can only sense Yuuki inside the house, she's up in her room." Valentine shrugged before opening the front door and confirming that Motoko's shoes were indeed at the front door.
After removing their own shoes, Valentine and Sheva ascended the stairs to check in with his sister, pushing the door open... Only to come to a dead halt in their tracks.
Valentine knew right away that he hadn't been noticed, so with careful and calm movements, the two of them backed out of the room - He could tell at a glance what had transpired to lead up to Stella and Yuuki having sex - and returned downstairs since Yuuki was presently occupied.
"So if Stella's up there..." Valentine smirked as he finally figured it out. Motoko was downstairs with Kuro and Shiro. "Then Motoko's down here. C'mon." He briefly smirked as he opened the basement door and they both went down to see Kuro and Shiro were directly linked to Motoko's cyberbrain, all three sitting cross-legged on the floor in Valentine's workshop, which was the biggest area in the whole basement.
"I'm already aware." Motoko's voice spoke up sans facial movement as they approached. "Not only do I know those two very well... There's a vent right above my head."
"So what's up?" Valentine asked, briefly glancing at the vent, which was normally sealed down here unless he was welding or dealing with fumes.
"Just some mutual cyberbrain maintenance. We should be done in about fifteen minutes." Motoko explained. "How was your exam?"
"Difficult, but not enough to stress myself out." Valentine shrugged. "Sheva?"
"I thought it was pretty hard, actually." Sheva smiled sheepishly, slightly unaccustomed to seeing Motoko's completely stationary face while having a conversation with her.
"Well, as I'm sure you're already aware, only Yuuki's home. Tobias and Rize went to check into an author's booksigning. And I believe Rachael's down at Santa Monica Pier." Motoko sounded like she'd have been smiling as she said that.
"I'm surprised they don't have an exam today." Sheva commented, but Valentine shook his head.
"There is no exam for Vocal Music, that's their second period class. Their art pieces are due tomorrow, and I noticed Yuuki wasn't done hers upstairs. Looks like Stella wanted her to take a break, but she kept trying to resist."
"That's exactly it. Some very amusing commentary along the way, from both of them." Motoko agreed. "If you two need anything, I'll be upstairs shortly."
"Sure thing." Valentine and Sheva went back upstairs, depositing their bags on the counter to grab some sustenance. Sheva knew about Yuuki and Rachael having an additional Virus in them that allowed them to eat human foods, and of course, anyone - who was physically capable, of course - was freely permitted to eat what they had in the house. Valentine, who could not, immediately went for one of the numerous brown paper packages in the fridge while the coffee maker set to work making his cup.
"So, you have science third period, and mine's fourth. Should we work on studying for that?" Sheva asked as she took a bite of a chocolate chip cookie - which were Rachael's, judging by the large R written on the box in red Sharpie - while they extracted their notes from their bags.
"Sure thing, I'm just waiting on the coffee maker." Valentine covered his mouth with the back of his hand - he'd just taken a bite of flesh, causing his Kakugan to form - to hide his bloody teeth.
Once his coffee was finished, Valentine and Sheva set to work on preparing their notes. Only a few minutes after they'd started, Motoko, Kuro and Shiro entered the kitchen, with Motoko carrying her bag of cyberbrain equipment over one shoulder.
"Sometimes I don't actually like Stella's stamina..." Motoko jokingly commented, since the two upstairs were still not finished with their inappropriately named quickie. "But then again, I'm sure Yuuki's felt the same way at least once in a while."
"I HEARD THAT!" Yuuki's voice carried down the stairs suddenly, and after a brief moment, Yuuki suddenly vaulted over the upper railing and expertly landed in the center of the foyer, landing much like a ninja and making far less noise than expected. Surprisingly, she was dressed in her leather pants and her usual red-accented corset, but nothing else. "We've been laying on my bed for the past like, ten minutes, trying to resist passing out. You of all people should know that particular detail."
"True." Motoko chuckled for a moment, noticing that Stella had left at least half a dozen hickies on the right side of Yuuki's neck - and she knew from experience that they were one of only a small few inflictions that the family's T-Virus didn't immediately regenerate, and even when they did begin to heal, it wasn't accelerated either - which earned a wry smile. "Now, I do recall that you have work this evening..."
"If you're talking about Stella's hickies, I don't really care. I have two notorious appetites, one's food, the other's sex. I mean, c'mon, three of my five partners can regenerate, it's only fair that they get to leave a mark on me too."
"I hesitate to ask when you did to Stella..." Motoko looked slightly apprehensive at that last comment.
"I'm fine, she knows not to bite me." Stella descended the staircase and joined her wife, noticeably unsteady as she walked. "Besides, if you really want to know, I may or may not have pissed her off and she whipped out that damn purple strap-on. You can figure out the rest."
Motoko just sighed and shook her head, earning a slight laugh from Yuuki as she leaned over to whisper to the pair in Japanese, which neither Valentine nor Sheva could understand, both having been silently listening the whole time.
"I would gladly take that challenge... If you hadn't had a field day on my ass." Stella replied in English, earning a laugh from Yuuki. "I mean, I get it, it's fabulous, but you don't just ram it in like that! I'm walking funny, and I completely blame you for overreacting like that. I didn't exactly wake up this morning and plan for anal from a floppy purple dildo! Especially with you on the other end!"
"Do you mind? We're trying to study here." Valentine spared them a brief glance, but Yuuki chuckled slightly.
"When I was your age, I broke the internet several times with porn, my relationship with Sherry and Jake, and a more than necessary amount of sex appeal. You can handle this just fine, Val." She smiled suddenly. "Besides, this ain't the only place you could be studying."
"No, Valentine's right, they were here first. And we gotta go anyway, someone over here needs a physical, limb maintenance and a ride home." Motoko indicated Stella, who was still a bit uncomfortably shifting her hips.
"I definitely had my workout for today, you can't argue that!" Stella held up her hands before kissing Yuuki goodbye, then followed Motoko to the front door, both leaving with smiles tugging on their faces.
After the door closed, Yuuki - who had briefly leaned on the side of the fridge - spoke up with a huge shit eating grin on her face.
"I appreciated how you two were trying to be quiet earlier, but as I'm sure you've just figured out from Stella, one's bare ass is a touch on the sensitive side." Yuuki stood upright and turned to leave before explaining with a smirk. "I felt the draft when you two opened my door. Have fun studying, you two."
She cheekily waved over her shoulder as she left, well aware that her brother's face had gone very adorably pink and Sheva's jaw dropped from shock.