A/N: A little bit of yuri today~

Do enjoy~

Yours, Forevermore

It was on a warm autumn afternoon, blessed by clear skies and a coolish breeze, that Helena of the Eagle Union and Noshiro of the Sakura Empire got married.

It had been a long time coming. From their initial meetings during joint operations to their budding friendship during Helena's stay in the Sakura Empire, to their eventual dating while Noshiro was deployed to Hawaii – and then to their marriage done in the Eagle Union proper, if only so the Sirens had zero chance of interrupting the ceremony.

The whole thing was a relatively small-scale thing, mostly at the behest of the two brides who didn't want a large ceremony, nor the chaos that would bring. Thus just a handful of close friends and comrades attended and the whole thing was a very informal, cosy affair – drinks by the sea and lunch in the catered garden area of their hotel, followed by a generous dinner featuring both Sakuran and Union foods.

Eventually though night fell over the hotel and one by one the various guests retired to their rooms – the brides themselves included.

''Haah~ It's nice and cool in here~''

Noshiro hummed in agreement, a small smile curling at her lips as Helena walked in ahead of her, stretching her arms above her head with a truly adorable expression. The ceremony had wrapped up only a few hours beforehand but with everything from getting ready in the morning to finishing dinner less than an hour ago, it felt like the day had gone on for so much longer. Yet despite the slight fatigue aching at Noshiro's body there was a satisfaction that came with it.

Wordlessly she made her way over to the corner of the room; a tiny 'kitchen' of a sorts set up, retaining the same beige walls and brown carpets as the rest of the room had but with a firm wood table hosting various items. A mini-fridge, rack of wine bottles and a bowl of snacks, along with the standard coffee machine and various flavours of creamers or flavourings. Despite her favouring of tea a coffee was sorely needed after the day she'd just had, and so with a hum Noshiro set about making them both a cup – a mocha for both of them, giving more cream to Helena as per her tastes.

The slow clinking of her metal teaspoon against the cup echoed in the quiet; the gentle humming of Helena the only real noise. Noshiro let her gaze wander over to her newly-wedded wife, a smile reflexively coming to her lips as she just looked at Helena, all wrapped up in her long white wedding dress. She could still remember the moment she nearly tripped in it, with how long it was, but St. Louis had apparently anticipated that and caught her before she embarrassed herself.

Noshiro found it cute all the same.

Metal gently hissed against ceramic, before with a dull thump she set the wet spoon against a cloth, lest it stain the table underneath. Several slow steps carried her across the room and she slipped into position behind Helena, left arm going around her waist and proposing the mug – and with a small, thoughtful 'oh' Helena accepted it, a bashful smile coming to her lips as she took a sip, her cheeks pinkening. Noshiro quietly relished such adorableness, sipping at her own coffee patiently.

Hardly the greatest cup she'd ever made, but the jolt of caffeine to her system was a welcome one.

Helena's left hand slipped down over her own then; cupping the back of it and intertwining their fingers as she held it against her hip. ''Thank you.''

Noshiro just hummed in lieu of speaking – and as was the norm Helena understood. Perhaps, in a weird way, it was that understanding that led Noshiro to fall for the Union woman. Whether she was feel bright and refreshed or angsty and stressed, Helena was always there for her, a caring shoulder willing to hear her out and not tell another soul about it. Be it a problem with her own combat ability, doubts about the war against the Sirens or troubles with her comrades, Helena was always there to listen.

The horned cruiser drew in a breath then, resting her cheek on Helena's shoulder – mindful to not poke her lover with her horns. As if assuring it wasn't a problem Helena chose that moment to lean up and kiss her left horn, the gentle peck sending a little shiver running down through Noshiro, her lips pursing and cheeks reddening. A giggle, gentle and a tad playful, escaped Helena and she turned to look at the horned Sakuran, the warmth in her eyes alone enough to render Noshiro flustered.

Taking a long sip of her coffee to hide that Noshiro made her way over to the windows. They provided a wonderful view of the beach and ocean beyond, the moon glimmering across the deep blue and wavering with the tides. The stars were hidden behind a veil of clouds but if she squinted she could spy a few soon peering back at her where the clouds broke apart, adding to the quiet majesty of the skies beyond.

She was startled out of her thoughts when a pair of lithe arms snaked around her waist from behind. Helena's nose brushed along her nape and a gentle hum tickled her skin, sending a shudder roiling through Noshiro, her throat closing up as Helena's warm breath brushed over her skin.

''Helena...'' Noshiro breathed, turning to face her wife.

Helena's warm visage greeted her, her cup of coffee set aside on the nearby table – freeing her hands and allowing her to cup Noshiro's cheeks. The horned cruiser blushed, demure as she reached out and gently set her own cup down, any thoughts of coffee draining from her mind as she instead snaked her arms around Helena's slim waist, pulling her wife close-

Then they were kissing. It was a slow thing, lips connecting, but the novelty of such intimacy had yet to wear off for Noshiro – sending a shiver roiling through the Sakuran as she melted into it. Helena hummed warmly and drew the kiss out for just a little longer before pulling back for air, the taste of coffee on her breath as she exhaled – before closing the distance and kissing her once more, devouring Noshiro's surprised grunt.

However Noshiro was far from submissive. Nudging Helena back she broke off the kiss and gained a small, self-assured smirk – before giving Helena a more firm push. Startled Helena yelped and fell back right onto the bed behind her, laying there for no more than a moment before Noshiro was on top of her, pinning her lover's wrists to the bed and kissing her nose, her lips lowering down to graze Helena's own.

''Best thing about that dress? It's so easy to pin you down.'' Noshiro teased, earning a deep blush from Helena herself.

Helena made to speak but was cut off as Noshiro closed the distance, their locked lips muting Helena's demure whine. Noshiro for her part let her fingers graze along her lover's shoulders, the back of them brushing over creamy skin and soon tucking under the straps of her dress – a simple tug all that was needed to pull them down. With a low hum Helena rolled her shoulders and let them come down, enabling Noshiro to pull away the cups hiding Helena's generous bust.

The moment they were freed Noshiro darted down, taking her partner's left nipple into her mouth, sucking on it – relishing the soft gasp and whine she coaxed out of Helena's lips. Groping her fellow cruiser's breasts she kneaded them slowly, appreciating their plumpness and passionately rolling her tongue around Helena's left nipple, pushing the nub about and feeling how her breathing shuddered from the simple act.

''Ahh... N-Noshi...''

The nickname made Noshiro's gut twist, a fresh wave of arousal coursing through her. Readily sinking into her lust she released Helena's left breast and instead let her hand drift down her lover's stomach, pushing the white cloth of her wedding dress into her belly all the way down to her crotch – a quick tuck slipping her hand through the side-slit and over her wife's underwear. Helena whined but did little to stop Noshiro from slipping her hand into her panties; grazing her slit and no more, teasing her.

A tease that made Helena pout up at Noshiro. The horned cruiser just chuckled and kissed Helena on the nose, releasing her breasts and instead laying beside her wife, engaging her in another prolonged kiss whilst her dainty fingers teased Helena's pussy – slow, sensual strokes along her slit making her tense and shudder, her fingers subtly gripping the thick quilt as if to better endure her wife's teases.

Not that it did anything to stop her moans when Noshiro slipped her fingers inside. Dainty and slim as they were they easily penetrated Helena, coaxing a whine out of the cruiser as they wormed their way about her womanhood, teasingly stroking her insides and causing Helena's thighs to jerk and twitch; soft exhalations of pleasure punctuating the quiet, intermittent moans soon joining in when Noshiro sucked on her neck.

''You smell nice.'' Noshiro murmured into her ear then, smooching her neck again. ''Makes me feel all sorts of ways.''

Helena, quivering with pleasure, could only answer with a whine. Noshiro smiled at that and inserted a third finger into Helena's pussy, sinking the digit in alongside the other two and pumping them rhythmically into her lover's sopping heat. Nectar clung to her thrusting fingers but she neither stopped nor slowed, if anything the slipperiness just emboldened her to keep finger-fucking the Eagle Union woman, enjoying the noises that Helena let out.

However she soon craved more. With a hum into her lover's neck Noshiro tugged her fingers out of Helena and quickly shuffled down, a naughty smirk twitching the corner of her lips up as she tucked Helena's wedding dress apart, exposing those creamy thighs and glistening pussy. Noshiro wasted no time in diving between Helena's legs, tongue out and tasting her weeping nectar – hands clutching at her thighs to keep them open as Helena threw her head back.

''M-Mm! N-Noshi~!''

Hearing Helena say her nickname with such passion, with such a whining tone, made Noshiro shudder. Some deep need ached in her loins and she slipped her left hand down her front and between her legs, fingers dipping under the waistband of her scarlet panties and teasing her pussy with clumsy, hurried touches; alternating between strokes or circular rubs. Enough to keep the needy heat at bay as she ate her wife out, tongue lapping along her dripping slit before going up for her clit, teasing the little nub with temptuous licks around it before finally gratifying her with a flick to her clit.

The moan that the act got in response was orgasmic, and with enthusiasm Noshiro did it more, ignoring the slight ache in her tongue as she did so. The tangy-sweet taste of her lover's honey immortalised itself on her tongue and she slid her hand further around to the back of Helena's thigh, pulling her lover close, not allowing her to escape her hungry tongue as it went down to her entrance and teasingly licked her there too, alternating between it and her clit, giving her no warning and coaxing all sorts of sharp, whimpering moans out of Helena-

-until suddenly she went past the point of no return. ''NOSHI~!''

Noshiro jerked her head back and shoved three fingers inside, rapidly finger-banging her wife – and with a squeal Helena finally orgasmed, clamping her legs shut around Noshiro's hand and throwing her head wildly from side-to-side, soon throwing it back as she whined through pursed lips. Jolts spasmed through her curvy frame and her insides clenched around the digits inside of her, the slick squeeze of her insides arousing.

Gradually Helena's spasms subsided and the cruiser soon flopped limp against the bed, moaning in tired ecstasy and panting heavily. ''Ahh... that felt great~''

Noshiro smiled, tugging her fingers out and pointedly sucking them clean in front of Helena – something that earned a dark blush from her wife.

''Mn, don't tease me~'' Helena whined, pouting up at her. ''...I also wanna make you feel good...''

''Well, if you want to...'' Noshiro trailed off as she shuffled up her front.

A healthy blush coloured Noshiro's cheeks as she reached her newfound seat; kneeling over Helena's face and tucking her red panties to one side, exposing her needy pussy to her wife. ''Then you can start now.''

Helena, in lieu of answering with words, did so with actions – namely grabbing Noshiro's hips and pulling her down onto her face. Noshiro tensed momentarily only to let out a surprised moan as a tongue slapped up against her sex and soon dragged along it, the motions clumsy at first but quickly gaining more confidence as Helena started to lick at her sex, pulling her down against her face in the process.

Noshiro thought she'd be prepared for the sensation – it wasn't their first time after all – but perhaps she'd underestimated how pent-up she was and moreover, how much her own fingers had worked her up. Helena's tongue left her pussy tingling with every lick, her lover's tongue grazing along her sex in quick, hungrily laps, the tip of her tongue soon probing at her entrance and licking avidly, as if eager to drink her nectar.

''H-Hnf... Helena~'' Noshiro moaned out, shoving a fist into her mouth to stifle her moans. ''Mmf!''

Helena just took that as a sign to up the ante further. Shifting up she went for her clit, the tip of her tongue prodding the little bundle of nerves before drawing circles around it, teasing out a trembling moan from her lover that just emboldened her to go further, her licks becoming longer and more impassioned. At the same time Helena brought her right hand up and teased Noshiro's quivering entrance, her dainty fingers stroking and probing – before at last penetrating her lover.

Noshiro moaned sharply into her fist, shaking her head about in some feeble attempt to stem the tide of pleasure – only to moan deeply when Helena's fingers scissored apart inside of her, the sensation sending hot jolts through her loins. If she closed her eyes and focused she could acutely feel her lover's fingers probing about her insides, how they twitched and tensed before inevitably scissoring apart within her, the digits soon curling inwards and caressing her sensitive insides.

''Mn... yes, I've needed this...'' Noshiro breathed out, pursing her lips. ''Your fingers... are so unfair.''

Helena giggled into her sex and responded with a quick lick to her clit, coaxing a trembling whine out of Noshiro herself. The horned cruiser tipped her head back and unconsciously started to roll her hips, practically grinding herself on Helena's fingers. The blue-haired cruiser responded by sucking on her lover's clit, relishing the spasm that rushed through Noshiro's lithe frame and dragging her tongue over the bundle of nerves, teasing more and more stifled gasps from her partner.

''Helena, gods yes...!'' Noshiro rasped out, marking her knuckles with how hard she was biting. ''Almost... almost- mn~!''

Lurching forwards Noshiro could do little to stifle her gasp of pure pleasure as she climaxed, her honey gushing across her Helena's chin as her lover kept finger-fucking her through her climax. Jolts jumped through her legs and she soon fell forwards over Helena, eyes open but unseeing as she laid face-down in the bed, her ass stuck up in the air as pleasurable jolts shocked through her whole body.

The cool air of the hotel room was a welcome reprieve, and with a heavy groan Noshiro found the strength to shift over onto her back, panting as she stared up at the ceiling. She had only a few moments of bare ceiling before Helena's smiling face came into view, the sight bringing a smile to Noshiro's lips too. No words were shared between them but like many times before there was an unspoken understanding, one that compelled Noshiro's hands to her dress.

Ribbons came off, fabric shifted – and in record time Noshiro threw her wedding dress off. Her hands hurried to her panties and she took them off properly, her veil long since removed – but when she went to take off her heels Helena stopped her with a gentle hand to her shin. Flushing at that she left her heels on, running her gaze along Helena's arm and to her wife. A wife who, much like her, was now completely nude – tempting Noshiro's gaze down her plump, attractive breasts and slim waist.

''Here.'' Helena whispered to her then, not losing that endearing smile as she shuffled closer, tucking one leg over Noshiro's left.

With a deep blush Noshiro complied, shifting her other leg over Helena, biting her bottom lip as she pressed her crotch against Helena's. The simmering sensitivity in her loins ached for more than just contact though, enticing the horned cruiser to rock her hips, moaning softly as she scissored with her lover. She laid her right hand upon her shoulder and put a bit more effort into it, the slight friction sending a shiver right up her spine, a moan tumbling past her parted lips.

Helena matched it with a mewl of her own, reaching up and gently grasping her horn. Though it wasn't as sensitive as some might think it still sent a chill through Noshiro, one amplified by how downright horny she was in that instant, acutely feeling every digit curling around the bone. A whimper escaped her as Helena held it firmer, using it to pull her face in close – and a mutual moan was shared between them as they kissed, lips messily mashing together,

The kiss lasted just a few seconds before the need to breathe forced them apart, a shared moan expelled, and then they went back at it. Tongues tangled between their mouths whilst their hips continued to move, grinding their pussies together and growing excited from the pleasure, their wetness making it sticky but slick. The grip on her horn shifted but never relented, keeping their faces close throughout, tempting Noshiro's own hand up into Helena's hair, pulling her lover deeper into the kiss.

''Mmph, myn...!'' Moaning into the kiss Noshiro let it last just another second before finally breaking it off, head jerking aside. ''A-Ahh..''

Helena kissed her cheek then. ''Feels good?''

''Mm.'' Noshiro hummed back, lips curling up. ''I love you.''

''Heehee, love you to- mmph~''

A kiss interrupted Helena, not that the cruiser put much effort into resisting – all but melting into the gentle lip-lock and reciprocating wholeheartedly, a mutual moan shared between them between them as pleasure trembled through their loins. They broke the kiss off a few seconds later and Helena leaned back on one arm, whining through pursed lips as she put more effort into scissoring, her hips rolling in more hurried motions.

Not one to be a bottom Noshiro got a little friskier too; her hand dropping from Helena's hair down to her left breast; cupping a handful and eagerly groping. On a complete whim then she leaned in, suddenly burying her face into Helena's neck and planting a smorgasbord of kisses along her flesh, relishing Helena's startled moan and subsequent whine – the oni's kisses trailing their way down to Helena's breasts, kissing the top of them passionately.

All whilst the pair continued working their hips, the simmering pleasure turning into something so much needier. Noshiro struggled to hold back her moans and leaned back a bit, the angle just right to make it feel perfect, her breathing growing shallow and fast from the need creeping through her loins. The tingling need became a burning, uncontrollable desire, her toes curling in her heels.

''Cumming.'' Noshiro whispered out, voice cracking. ''Cum- mn!''

Tension filled her muscles and she threw her head back with a stifled cry as she climaxed, feeling more than hearing Helena climax with her. Euphoria swept through her whole body and took her thoughts along with them, her loins aflame as she scissored frantically with her lover, chasing the breathtaking high and leaving her winded-

-until with a heavy gasp Noshiro slumped back, moaning as she caught herself on both elbows. The ceiling was a familiar sight by now as she stared up at it, electrical jolts running through her veins and leaving her shivering. Her hips jerked and rolled unevenly, chasing after the pleasure that coursed through her veins – until at last her stamina ran dry and she flopped onto her back with a moan.

''Ahh... haah...'' Helena panted out, unwinding her legs and shifting up next to Noshiro. ''That's one way to end a night, right?''

''Mmhm.'' Noshiro turned and cuddled into her wife. ''It is indeed.''

Helena just smiled; love in her eyes as she snaked her arms around the horned oni, the pair snuggling in close and just dozing in the afterglow.

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