damned_institute | 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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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...

Speaking of the youkai's clothes, Sheena pulled Yukari closer in order to get to the next clasp, which was probably all that she needed to slide the dress off with minimal hassle. If she intended on following through was a mystery at the moment, though it certainly seemed like she would.

Sheena had been so focused on extracting reactions from Yukari, that she'd forgotten how starved her body was for the youkai's lips until Yukari gave her that small kiss. A shiver ran down her back, the ninja's eyes falling half-shut with an intake of breath, and she spent the next moment trying really hard not to just ravage the youkai's neck. She succeeded. Mostly.

In the end, though, Sheena was a romantic at heart and the line delivered to her had an effect. "Mmmmm, I suppose if you really want that, I can indulge you."

The forth clasp came undone and Sheena pulled away from Yukari just enough so she cold see her eyes. Leaning in so her lips just barely brushed the youkai's, Sheena continued with a, "Go ahead."

Success; it seems under all this new-found sexual drive, there was the same sweet ninja that Yukari so loved... to bend out of shape, harass and annoy. The point was, it seemed the romantic answer appealed enough to the girl to get her consent.

"You're so kind," she murmured with a smirk. A dark, clearly up-to-no-good chuckle escaped the youkai's lips as the ninja drew close. Her fingers found the clasp on the bra and lingered there for a moment.

"Well, then... there's no going back once you've cross this boundary," she said darkly. However, she wasn't about to give the ninja a chance for second thoughts as she locked lips with her and did it.

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