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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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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.

The presence of whatever it was - hadn't she found something like this in the shower? - was vaguely worrying, as was the ninja's gasp in reaction to her touching it, or at least the area around it, but when Sheena responded with even more passion, Yukari had to assume she hadn't actually noticed. Smiling, the youkai replied in kind even as her hand continued to explore this new oddity.

Smooth, round, like glass or something crystalline. It was set in some kind of metal ring, not entirely regular but not particularly ornate, which was in turn set in or against the ninja's skin. Some kind of orb implanted into the ninja? Yukari made a note to ask later, in the most embarrassing way possible should the opportunity present itself, even as her fingers traced along the outside of the ring against the girl's bare skin, hoping for another reaction like before.

The exsphere was so much a part of Sheena, having had it for months, that she didn't even notice its presence anymore. She'd even gotten used to not feeling the gentle tingle of the mana circulating through her system since the crystal had fallen dormant recently. As it was, though Yukari centered her attention on it, it never registered to the ninja as anything other than the youkai finding a sensitive spot and using it in an attempt to drive her wild.

Which was exactly what she got if the sound the ninja made was any indication.

In fact, she had to break the kiss in the process, tilting her head back to draw in quick breaths. The hand buried in long blonde hair tightened, almost painfully, and she racked the nails of her other hand down the youkai's back. Dark, smoldering eyes opened to take in the youkai for a few long seconds before her lips found their way to Yukari's neck.

Yukari's face was one of (im)pure delight at the ninja's reaction. Was it just the skin around it or was the orb itself sensitive ~~like some kind of magical cl-~~? Relishing the ninja's almost frenzied grip, the youkai smiled widely as Sheena looked up at her. Taking the moment to catch a breath, she went to continue the kiss when the girl entirely bypassed her and went for the neck.

"H-hey," said Yukari with a giggle, shirking a little in surprise at the ninja's touch. Well, this was quite the unexpected reversal. Shivering in delight, the youkai tilted her head to give her better access even as her hand continued to trace lazy orbits about the strange new sphere she'd found, across and around, sometimes further up and sometimes further down.

As it was just the skin, any brief contact with the exsphere itself yielded nothing. The muscles of the ninja's abdomen twitched a little with the youkai's attention,the gloves adding more to the sensation than Sheena could have thought possible. Or maybe that was just Yukari's innate skill of knowing exactly how to use the border between the ninja's skin and her own to maximum effectiveness.

Sheena's lips turned up against the youkai's skin upon getting a response from Yukari. The skin she found was soft as, contrary to her state indicated, she slowed down to kiss her neck. Right hand finally settling at Yukari's lower back, it traced undefined patterns there while she lavished the youkai's neck.

As if searching for something, which she was, she slowly made her way toward the collarbone. Maybe she'd find a spot along the way that elicited a reaction similar to her own, her tongue meeting the offering up to her intermittently as she tasted the youkai's skin.

Most people would have been too distracted by this point to still be running scientific experiments on the sensitivity of the mysterious orb, but Yukari's attention span was both vast and divisible. So it was that she noted that it was the skin around the metal ring that Sheena was reaction to and not the orb itself, even as she enjoyed the ninja's attentions.

The shock of the attack worn off, Yukari chuckled and smiled as the ninja worked her way down her neck. Stroking the girl's hair with her other hand, she enjoyed the soft brush of her lips, the warmth of her tongue. Her eyes closing, the youkai was practically beginning to purr when she suddenly flinched with a small gasp as Sheena's tongue darted across the area just above her collar bone.

Oops.

There.

The ninja had found what she'd been looking for. With a low, knowing chuckle, Sheena focused on that spot. An agonizingly slow caress with her tongue followed by a quick nip was her tactic before her lips once again graced the youkai's skin.

She liked that she'd found that spot on Yukari. And she really hoped she was doing this all right. It felt right. The youkai would have told her if she wasn't, right?

Another nip.

She'd worry about all that later.

If Sheena had been doing anything wrong, Yukari wouldn't tell her until later when it would be most embarrassing to bring it up. However, luckily for the ninja, she wasn't doing anything wrong at all. In fact, she was doing quite well, if the youkai's reaction was any indication.

Yukari had just managed to regain her composure, reining in her reactions to the ninja's touch when the girl just had to use her teeth, sending another wave of shivers down the youkai's spine. Yukari's left hand was burying itself deeply in the ninja's hair, probably messing up her ponytail something awful while her other hand was tracing erratic, frantic circles around the sphere in Sheena's torso. Despite this, her smile was still wide, if perhaps not as cool and in control looking as usual.

Oh. The youkai liked that, Sheena noted with a quick glance up before she had to draw a sharp breath in at the youkai's touch. Hand slipping down to the back of the youkai's neck, the ninja pulled Yukari closer as she nipped again, a little harder this time.

The ribbon in Sheena's hair, pink and weathered, didn't have nearly as much hold as it did once upon a time. It loosened, a couple thick pieces slipping free to fall forward and brush across the youkai's skin and obscure Sheena's vision. The ribbon wasn't going to hold much longer with Yukari's hand there, but the ninja didn't care at the moment. She wanted a sound from the youkai, and, damnit, she was going to get one.

Yukari's fingers curled around the ribbon, twining it about and between them as the ninja continued her attack. There was a sharp intake of breath when the ninja bit again and the youkai's body tensed momentarily. This wasn't how things were supposed to turn out! She was supposed to be the one in control, the one stringing the ninja along and turning her in circles. Instead, Yukari's head was the one that was starting to spin. And as fun as that was, she wasn't about to let the ninja get away with it so easily.

Tracing one last circuit about the mysterious crystal, Yukari's hand slid up along the ninja's side, until they met the one piece of fabric still covering Sheena's top. Fingertips slipped between the strap of her bra and her skin, then began to slide towards the front. Just how would the ninja react to such a blatant invasion?

More sections of the ninja's hair slipped from the ribbon toward freedom as the ninja continued her assault on the youkai's neck. She was getting a better reaction, but still Yukari withheld what Sheena wanted. What was she going to do to get--

Wait. Was she...

A hand immediately shot out and grasped around the youkai's wrist, halting the movement toward her chest just before Yukari reached her destination. There was a long moment before anything further occurred.

"Ask," Sheena finally said against the youkai's skin then blew gently on the spot she'd just bitten.

Yukari obediently stopped when the ninja grabbed her hand, though the look on her face was anything but repentant. She waited silently as the tense moment played out, not appearing at all worried as it happened or relieved when it ended. Instead, with a smirk, she opened to her mouth to to do just as the ninja had commanded, in the most flippant way possible, of course, when instead there was suddenly air blowing across somewhere sensitive.

"Ah!" she gasped in surprise, a shiver running down her whole body, her free hand clinging to the girl tightly. Definitely not as planned.

If Yukari had thought victory was sweet earlier, Sheena was just as satisfied, if not more, when the youkai finally gave up that single sound. And speaking of tasting things, the ninja bit once more before immediately claiming Yukari's lips.

Not once did she release her grip on the youkai's wandering hand, intent on not allowing it any access until she'd gotten permission. Using her leg once more to keep Yukari from moving much, Sheena brought her other hand to that spot, nails grazing the skin across the top of the youkai's collarbone. She remembered exactly where that spot was.

The youkai flinched once more as she was bitten, her fingers by now having entirely twisted Sheena's ribbon about themselves in her distraction. The sight of the ninja with her hair down, somewhat tousled was something of a turn-on. The youkai was about to comment as much, and get around to "asking", when the ninja was suddenly in her face.

"..." Yukari opened her mouth to speak, only to have her lips sealed with Sheena's. Her body trembled again at the feel of the ninja's nails, then she was kissing the ninja back passionately. Ah, well... this wasn't bad either. Far from it. Even if she was probably "losing".

Was 'losing' really so bad? The ninja might be inexperienced, but she was a quick learner.

Now Sheena was in a conundrum. She had one hand keeping the youkai's at bay and the other not giving the sensitive area she'd located any rest. Not wanting to move either hand, she kind of wished she had an extra one as she reveled in Yukari's passion and the knowledge that she was the cause of it. It was a powerful sensation, that knowledge, and she wanted to feel more. The heat rising from the youkai's skin, the twitch of a muscle when the ninja passed over other places like the one she was currently focusing on, but Yukari had too much clothing on, offering Sheena almost nothing. That damn dress was in the way.

She couldn't believe she just had that thought.

A tongue entwining around hers, the fire in the kiss... Sheena stopped thinking and let go of the youkai's wrist, vaguely believing that Yukari would somehow remember she told her to ask first. She took that hand to slide underneath the mass of blonde hair up the back of the dress to the collar where her fingers searched for clasps or whatever might be keeping the garment tight on the youkai's body.

All the while, Sheena's nails were drawn up the side of the youkai's neck and then back down where she knew Yukari would react. Perhaps she should find out of the other side was as sensitive. Later. Dress first.

There was, of course, the impulse to let the ninja know just how much of a mistake releasing Yukari's hand was, but she supposed there was no reason to make her angry again, as fun as that might be. She was curious as to just how much momentum the ninja's current passion as the aggressor had.

Her newly freed arm wrapping around Sheena's back, Yukari tried not to laugh into the kiss as she felt the ninja grasping at the back of her dress. How adventurous she was getting. There was low chuckle in the back of her throat as the first clasp came undone.

Usually the instigator, Yukari also knew how to be an observer, and right now she was content to take the passive role - though her was anything but - for the moment to see just how far the girl would go if given free reign.

Once that first clasp came undone, Sheena didn't immediately go for the second one, but took a moment to caress the newly bared section of skin. So soft...

A faint, "Shut up," came from the ninja in response to that chuckle as she released the youkai's lips and dropped her own to leave faint kisses along Yukari's jaw line moving closer and closer toward her ear. Now her fingers moved to the second clasp, fumbling a little, and she decided to find out of the youkai had a matching spot near her other collarbone.

Nails traced the line of the collarbone from one side to the other before shifting up just enough. Was Sheena going to get lucky and find the answer to her question?

The ninja's protests of course only made the youkai giggle more, licking her lips as they were released. Her mouth felt hot and she wanted to taste Sheena again, though it seemed the girl had plans of her own.

"Having fun?" she asked with a smile as she turned her head to let the girl continue her kisses. Her body shivered in delight as the ninja's fingers ran across the same sensitive hollow just above her collar, now on the other side. Her left hand, ribbon wrapped up almost around her knuckles now, combed its fingers through the ninja's hair at intervals that, though regular, were just a bit too hurried and restless to be considered calm by any stretch of imagination, much like the youkai's breathing.

"Mmhmmm," the ninja hummed in response as she noted that Yukari was just as sensitive on the one side as she was the other. Fun was such an understatement, but Sheena didn't have a better word to describe it.

The second clasp came undone just as Sheena curled her tongue around the youkai's ear. Just as before, she took the time to caress the newly revealed section of the youkai's back, splaying her fingers across the area just to feel her breathing. A moment later and she traced her nails lightly between the youkai's shoulder blades before settling on the next clasp.

"You're liking this," she commented, shifting her lips from the ear down to her fingers, nipping a bit hard at the sensitive skin then soothing the pain with her tongue. She then looked up to meet Yukari's eyes. "But what did I tell you about talking?"

Yukari squirmed just a little at the ninja's tongue; that tickled! It was as Sheena's fingers went down between her shoulder blades, sending a chill up her spine, that she noticed just how much of her dress was no longer on her, exposing much more of her back was normally uncovered.

"Of c- nn!" Yukari's reply was cut off as Sheena moved her attention back down to the skin above her collar bone, the sudden pain and following softness a delightful contrast that had her trembling. "Of course," she finally breathed, face flushed. "Why shouldn't I?"

The question though didn't get as an immediate response as Yukari tried to recall. After a moment, the youkai gave the ninja a flippant smile.

"You don't normally do it in your bra?" she asked. She smirked and added, "I could always fix that, you know," as the her hand moved up the ninja's back to pull at the strap suggestively.

Oh wow. Just... wow.

The sight of Yukari with her face flushed, trembling, was such an amazing sight Sheena found herself... aroused. That was the word - aroused. Yes. That. And the youkai's teasing concerning the ninja's undergarment wasn't helping. At all. The energy in the air was practically tangible.

The third clasp came undone, loosening the dress to give Sheena even more access to the youkai's body. The ninja drew the curtain of blonde hair to one side as she sat up more, pressing herself into Yukari as she brought both hands up over her shoulders and then down to take in every contour of the youkai's back, slipping beneath the dress when she reached the limit of what she'd exposed.

"You could, but you'd have to ask first," Sheena replied, a coy little tone in her voice. She then lowered her lips down to where the back of youkai's neck met her shoulder, let her breath linger for just a moment, before she took the skin between her teeth.

Yukari purred, her back arching and sliding under the ninja's hands. Her own hands glided over Sheena's shoulder blades then to the clasp of her bra, the girl's ribbon still twined about the fingers of her left.

"Is that so?" said the youkai with a playful smile. There it was, that thing about "asking" again. As if Sheena was the one who let or didn't let Yukari do as she wished. Well, there were ways to turn these kind of things around. "Well then, shall I-" A pause as Yukari froze in electric shock as the ninja bit her there; it took all of her will power not to cry out. After a moment, she continued, though her breathing was labored and she didn't sound nearly as cool and in control as she would have liked when she asked, "Shall I take it off for you? You were complaining about it before."

The closest thing to an evil chuckle Sheena would ever be able to manage in her entire life vibrated from the ninja's throat as she followed the bite up with a few soft kisses.

Sheena was doing a remarkable job of not letting the shivers running down her back from the feel of those gloves across her back distract her. Barely. There was just something so fascinating about the way her touch was affecting the normally composed and confident youkai. She'd never admit to how easily Yukari could resume control if she tried, nor that the ninja found that really hot, but it was impossible for her not to put up some kind of resistance. It was just the way she was. Thankfully, the result of breaking past all that via guile, persistence and just plain damn luck produced results like this where Sheena was too caught up in the moment, in what she was feeling and what she wanted (even if she wasn't actively admitting it to herself), to hold back on much. She would always have some resistance being as volatile as she was, but the skill in handling the ninja was knowing where the border between her nature and her wants lay to effectively play them off of each other.

Sheena's hands moved back up Yukari's back, one hand lightly drawing her nails across the skin as she asked, "Is there a specific reason you want it off?" Another kiss. "I may consider it if it's good enough."

For the faintest moment, Yukari could feel Sheena's lips curl up into her own little smirk just before she increased the pressure of her nails across the youkai's back and bit once more, pushing Yukari's pain tolerance. A moment later and she soothed the skin.

...that was probably going to leave a mark.

Uh-oh, where had the sweet, innocent and highly embarrassable ninja gone? Who was this person laughing evilly and biting her? Seeing this side of Sheena was as interesting as it was exciting, though, so Yukari wasn't going to make much of a serious effort to turn the situation around yet. Not to say she was going to be completely passive either.

The obvious answer to the ninja's question was that Yukari was mostly curious as to whether she'd let her. Right after that was the fact that Yukari thought, at the moment, anyway, a naked ninja sounded better than a clothed one. Neither of these were probably the answer Sheena was looking for. "You were taking my clothes off, so I wanted to return the favor" would probably get a laugh or an embarrassed look, but probably wouldn't actually get permission, so that was out too.

Coming up with a better answer had to wait as Sheena renewed her attack, the tiniest of whimpers escaping the youkai despite biting her lip in an effort not to. Yukari's gloved fingers dug into the girl's back as she clung to her, trembling afterward. Perhaps she'd been a bad influence on Sheena, but it would be a lie to say she was not enjoying this immensely. It was a second before she could remember what they'd been teasing each other about and come up with an answer.

"No particular reason," she admitted with a smile, trying to slow her breathing a little. "I just wanted to be as close to you as possible." She planted a soft kiss on Sheena's neck, wondering if she'd fall for a line like that. Well, it's not like it was a lie, per se...

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