damned_institute | Night 43: F1-10 Hall

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Night 43: F1-10 Hall

Breaking down the bed frame after she'd eaten some of her meal had given Teresa something to do while she waited for the night time phenomena to arrive. Having not been conscious when it occurred the previous night, she was curious. She was not disappointed. The overhead words were certainly something different.

As the door opened, Teresa finished wrapping shredded bedding around the bottom portion of the six foot long metal bar that had once been a main side support of the bed's frame. It wasn't good quality metal by any means, but it was better than nothing. At least, she didn't think it'd break the first time she hit something with it given her reduced strength. As she hefted the weapon, she swung it around to get a feel and decided that it would do for now. Should she manage to find the right kind of stone or a file, she could even work a rough edge onto it.

A few more strips of cloth and the hybrid tied the makeshift weapon across her back, the 'hilt' sticking a foot and a half above her shoulders, and fashioned the cloth so she could pull on the knot by her right shoulder for a quick release. That done, Teresa took her flashlight and exited the room.

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Sheena screamed. Okay, not really, but she wanted to. Her mind screamed, and her body screamed - close enough. This just wasn't fair and on the edge of being mean.

Her hand moved to encircle the youkai's arm, gripping it firmly, and she hooked a leg around Yukari to keep her from going anywhere. The movement inadvertently pressed her body more against the ninja, but that hadn't been the point. Sheena didn't want her gone. She wanted... she wasn't entirely sure what she wanted, but whatever it was, that damn youkai had it.

"That's never stopped you before," Sheena breathed out, a twinge of frustration slipping into her voice.

Yukari's face remained just on the line between feigned innocence and mischievous maliciousness as the ninja pulled her close, but inside she was triumphant; she had, at least for the moment, Sheena wrapped about her little finger. It was such a satisfying feeling, that sort of control.

"I'm full of exceptions," replied the youkai with a shrug, though she made no move to try and escape. "Why, was this chance to get away unmolested not what you were looking for?"

Her face hovered just tantalizingly out of reach of Sheena's. If the ninja wanted them closer, she'd have to move towards Yukari... or pull the youkai to her.

Torture. That's what this was. Complete and unadulterated torture. She didn't think it could get any worse.

The youkai was right there yet so damn far away. Sheena could fix this issue by just taking control of things and manhandle the youkai, but she didn't want to. Aside from the fact that the bed wasn't terribly big and the responsible part of her mind (as tiny and generally ignored as it was) reminded that falling off the bed if she reacted like normal (normal?) was a very real possibility, she...

She wanted Yukari to kiss her, not the other way around. And it was really frustrating that the youkai wasn't because she'd picked up on something a couple seconds ago.

Argh! She hated Yukari for doing this to her. Life was so much simpler when she was just worried about stopping a crazy angel from turning her worlds into the Land of Apathetic Eternal Boredom and not this... this... wonton spirit that she kind of, sort of, really had a thing for. The end of the world was so much easier to deal with; IT MADE SENSE.

"You're full of a lot of things, Yukari," Sheena replied, the frustration giving her voice a bit of roughness. She wasn't letting the youkai slip free anytime soon. She did release her grip on Yukari's arm, knowing she really didn't have to hold her there with both her hand and her leg. Her nails scraped lightly up the youkai's arm, coming to rest with her fingertips just underneath the purple sleeve.

"Damn you."

And she said she didn't squirm, Yukari recalled smugly. That certainly didn't seem to be the case here. Sheena looked about ready to explode from frustration. So much for keeping her ninja in one piece - hadn't that been what had started all this anyway?

"Full of whatever I want to be, dreams, stories, hopes and fantasies," she said whimsically, every bit as casual as Sheena was tense. "Was there anything in particular I should be? Or was there something you wanted from me?"

As if she couldn't tell, pushing her lips out sensually as she was as she watched Sheena struggle. Just as Sheena wanted Yukari to kiss her, Yukari wanted her to admit it out loud.

"It doesn't matter what you should be; you're just going to be whatever you want to be," Sheena pointed out. "Why does my opinion matter? It's not going to change anything - you'll still just be you." Which the ninja actually preferred, though she'd never admit it.

"And you know exactly what I want. Stop pretending you don't and do something about it."

"Oh, so you do understand!" she said, the subtle upturning of her lips turning into a full-fledged smile. Which in turn became an outright evil grin. "So you know asking like that won't get you anywhere, don't you?"

Drawing closer, then farther away again.

"Perhaps you overestimate my ability of perception," she continued, still smirking. "Just what could it be that you want, hmm? I just don't know..."

That was it. Sheena had suffered enough, having reached her the limit of her tolerance. The pads of her fingers pressed into the youkai's skin as the ninja let out yet another growl of frustration just as the other woman's words began to trail off.

"Damnit, Yukari! Just shut up and kiss me already."

Yukari chuckled darkly, her smile an extremely satisfied one.

"As you command," she whispered softly as she leaned close the ninja, bringing their lips together.

The taste of victory was sweet.

...and a little bit salty, but the ninja had been crying earlier.

With a faint sigh of satisfaction, Sheena let herself fall into the kiss. Marveling in the youkai's lips, she returned it in earnest and her arms came up to drape over Yukari's shoulders. She liked this feeling, this closeness, that of the embers smoldering inside her heart. For the moment, she didn't feel alone; she had Yukari. Even though Yukari would eventually leave her, hurt her and she'd be alone again, right then she had the youkai.

She didn't want this feeling to end.

And now that she'd broken down the ninja's defenses, it seemed the girl was going to go all out. Not that Yukari was going to complain.

She absently stroked the ninja's hair as they kissed, watching Sheena's face as she finally relaxed. There, this was fun. Pleasant, even. Why couldn't they do this more often?

Right, because Yukari kept driving the poor girl nuts and running her in circles instead. Oh, well. You couldn't have everything. But that wasn't going to stop the youkai from trying.

Something that was soft and wet darted from between her lips and across Sheena's. It indeed taste the salt of tears and she almost felt bad for liking it.

It was a good thing Sheena almost never opened her eyes mid-kiss; she'd probably be pretty creeped out by Yukari watching her. At the very least, she would have frozen, wondering if she was doing it wrong. Thankfully, the ninja's eyes remained shut as she soaked up the sensations, so that was not something she'd have to deal with.

A shiver ran down Sheena's back at the new contact against her lips. As she pulled the youkai closer, lips parting with a small gasp into the kiss, her fingers threaded into silky blonde locks. The ninja responded through instinct, letting it (and Yukari) direct her where it wished. Her skin flushed, she mildly noted that she was glad she lacked her shirt as the youkai's body was so warm. It was nice.

Yukari too enjoyed Sheena's shirtlessness, her other hand trailing down the girl's body, though she was conscientious enough to mind her shoulder. She also enjoyed the girl's responsiveness to her actions, gladly entering the gap between her lips languorously, her own eyes falling half-lidded as she savored the sensation. A taste, then she drew the girl close as she kissed her more deeply.

And part of her was silently cursing her inability to subtly cause pieces of clothing to disappear, crossing the border from clothed to otherwise. Stupid institute.

Goosebumps spread across the ninja's body, following the trail of the gloved hand. Oh wow, did Sheena like those gloves, she decided, as she ran the foot of the leg she'd been keeping Yukari in place with down the youkai's own leg.

Fingers tightened in Yukari's hair as the kiss progressed, the ninja meeting the motion after a moment of her brain trying to catch up to speed. She purred in the back of her throat as her lips curled up just a bit to let Yukari know she was very much enjoying herself.

So much for ever again denying that she liked Yukari.

Oh, what a happy ninja she held in her hands now, if that purr was any indication. Yukari idly wondered how much Sheena would try to deny this happened later.

Still, all good things had to come to an end - not to say more good things couldn't follow - and so did their kiss, Yukari tasting the ninja's lips one last time before drawing back, her breathing heavy but steady. Her smile was a satisfied one, though her eyes had a look that was still hungry as she looked down at the ninja.

"How was that?"

Oh. Air. That was something she needed. Right?

Drawing in a breath once Yukari had pulled back, Sheena slowly licked her lips, already missing the contact on them. Her eyes opened, pupils somewhat dilated, as she vaguely wondered if someone had turned the heat up in the institute.

"...wow." So articulate.

Yukari chuckled at Sheena's reaction, affectionately stroking the side of her face with one hand. She felt there was a good chance that this was the first time the ninja had been kissed quite like that and vaguely recalled that the girl was susceptible to the birds. How fun, corrupting the youth of another world.

"Now, aren't you glad you asked for that?" said the youkai teasingly with a smirk. Though this was nothing compared to the kind of teasing Yukari would use this for later.

"Yeah..."

The ninja leaned into Yukari, running her hands down the youkai's back and then slowly slid them back to her shoulders where they remained draped. Her eyes looked into the violet ones before her and she realized wanted more. Another kiss. Another touch. Another moment of feeling like that.

Reaching up to tuck blonde hair away, Sheena moved her lips close to Yukari's ear. Letting her breath brush across the youkai, she whispered, "I really liked that. Will you..."

Yukari sighed happily at the ninja's hands trailing up and down her back, wiggling a little at the tickling brush of the girl's fingers on her ear as her long curtains of hair were moved out of the way. And though the ninja couldn't see it, her smirk was turning once again vaguely evil at her half-finished request.

"Will I what..?" she asked tantalizingly, planting a soft kiss on the side of Sheena's face, her breath hot on the ninja's skin. "Hmm?"

The ninja traced her fingertips behind Yukari's ear and down the side of her neck with a gentleness not usually associated with the volatile girl. Fresh color sprung to her cheeks when Sheena realized that Yukari was going to make her say it. Again. If she didn't want it as much as she did, she might have resisted the manipulation, but she realized she'd lost to the youkai a while ago.

"Will you..." She swallowed. "...kiss me like that again?" It never occurred to Sheena there was more than one interpretation of that request given the youkai's most recent action.

There was a definite temptation to just kiss her on the side of her face again, and an even heavier temptation to just say "Nope!" and watch the ninja explode, but the youkai had to admit - not out loud, certainly, but to herself - that she certainly enjoyed the kissing part too. It was much nicer than her latest nightly activities. Besides, she had to reward good behavior, or how else was she going to lovingly enslave the ninja?

Pulling back so they could face each other once more, the youkai smiled and licked her lips, slowly, before kissing Sheena again.

Sheena's eyes were transfixed on Yukari's lips as the youkai licked them, only letting them flutter shut on the breath before the kiss.

Oh, yes...

Her hand slid to the back of Yukari's neck as her other hand drew that hat off of the youkai's head. She wanted her fingers in that gorgeous hair and the silly little hat was in the way. Once she'd set it down on the bed next to them, she brushed the back of her fingers up the youkai's cheek and then laced them into her hair.

Much better

It was intoxicating, almost, this feeling of control. Not quite such that Yukari was about to lose her head, for then she wouldn't have control, but heady, certainly. A deeply satisfying flavor as delicious as the ninja herself, as Yukari could easily taste now pressed against her lips, the youkai's tongue sliding out between them.

She quirked an eyebrow as the ninja removed her hat, though she smiled as the ninja's hand buried itself in her hair; the girl was certainly fond of it, wasn't she?

Similarly, there were parts of Sheena that Yukari was fond of; her hand on the ninja's left was slowly trailing its fingers up and down the ninja's side in progressively smaller arcs, starting to center somewhere around the girl's chest.

Control was indeed what Yukari had at the moment over the inexperienced ninja. Sheena craved the taste of the youkai now that she'd had her appetite whetted. Readily accepting what she was given, she met it with her own as a sound she'd probably later deny bubbled from deep within her. What was with these noises? Oh, the sounds Yukari could draw forth if she put her mind to it.

The touch along her side sent shivers down her back and more goosebumps rose in response. Unconsciously, Sheena pressed her body more against Yukari's, just wanting to feel more. Lost in the moment, she didn't even notice how close the youkai was to the location of the ninja's exsphere.

Were it not for the fact it would both ruin the kiss and probably make the ninja more self-conscious again, Yukari would have giggled at Sheena's reaction, so deeply desperate, completely without restraint and just so cute. And so much the sweeter for all the layers of volatile, independent ninja-warrior she had had to crack through to get to.

Even as their tongues entwined, Yukari's other hand slipped behind Sheena as the girl pressed against her, supporting her pulling her close as her other hand slid along the girl's belly now and up to fondle...

Something hard and round?

ukari's ability to multitask in a situation such as this was far, far more developed than the ninja's. Sheena could barely think beyond the kiss itself, not noticing any faltering if any existed at all when the youkai once again discovered the exsphere, much less that Yukari had found it once more. As it was, the skin immediately surrounding the crystalline object was quite sensitive. Another small gasp from the ninja and suddenly she was trying to deepen their kiss even more.

One hand grabbed at the back of the purple dress, wishing she could feel skin and not fabric, while the other stayed in the youkai's hair. Way in the very back, the far reaches of Sheena's mind where rational thought lay, she noted that not only was Yukari's hand was very close to the ninja chest, but she hadn't asked permission to touch the ninja there. She vaguely remembered having mentioned that in a flustered moment. When was that?

It didn't matter.

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