Bubblegum Crisis Tokyo 2040 Fan Fiction ❯ The things our hearts want us to have ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Sylia_chan 
The final chapter to this story, It contains Yuri so you must be 18 or over to read ^_^
Anime/Manga: Bubblegum Crisis Tokyo 2040 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 09.17.2002 | Pages: 4 | Words: 4.6K | Visits: 591 | Status: Completed
The final chapter to this story, It contains Yuri so you must be 18 or over to read ^_^
Anime/Manga: Bubblegum Crisis Tokyo 2040 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 09.17.2002 | Pages: 4 | Words: 4.6K | Visits: 591 | Status: Completed
***********YURI WARNING - MUST BE 18 OR OVER************
Notes: This is the final chapter in this fan fic! (I'm really sorry it took so long) It will contain Yuri, which for those who don't know is detailed, lesbian, sex scenes (I'm sure you were probably expecting that if you have read the previous chapters) You must be 18 or over, and preferably not mind lemon, to read this chapter… At the moment I am working on another fanfic which is going to take place before, and hopefully lead up to this one. so please read it to ^_^ - enjoy.
CHAPTER 3
Sylia gasped, "do you mean, rape?" she asked, searching Priss's face for some clue on how to act. Priss stared back with a blank expression. Sylia leaned forward to hug her. "Oh Priss…" she started. Priss gently pushed her back though.
"Don't give me that," she said, "its okay," she stated firmly. Sylia settled back and stared at the young woman sitting before her. Priss tried to think of some way to gracefully let go of the situation. She had known Sylia would make a big gushy thing about this. And she had told her. But she wasn't ready. It would be bad enough trying to cope with this anyway with ought having a lot of bad memories surface, but here was the added pressure of the fact that she knew nothing about lesbian sex. Priss always felt confident in herself but going into something she didn't understand unnerved her. She would, but just not now. Sylia tilted her head as she saw Priss biting down on one lip. She would give so much to know what Priss was thinking right now. Sylia sighed. //I guess I'll just have to wait until Priss is ready// she thought.
"We can wait. I wont do anything you don't want to," she said seriously. Then she crept closer, placing her lips a hairs breadth from Priss's so they brushed when she said teasingly "just as long as someday…"
"of course," Priss said closing the gap and pulling Sylia into a deep kiss.
The next evening, at a restaurant
Priss stood outside the restaurant, waiting for Sylia. She shivered, it was cold and she was wearing that stupid skimpy black dress she had bought the other day, she didn't suppose that warmth was its main purpose. Unfortunately the restaurant, which was some fancy little Italian place Sylia had chosen, had a dress code which didn't allow her usual clothes. She was going to pick next time they went somewhere, she wondered what Sylia would think of some of the places she normally went to.
She looked down at her wrist to check the time but she wasn't wearing her watch, she hoped Sylia would be here soon so they could go inside. Just then a familiar red Porsche pulled in to the car park.
Priss watched as Sylia stepped out of the car dressed in a nice trouser outfit, //so she's going for that look is she?// Priss smiled inwardly and started walking towards her.
"Hi," Sylia greeted, hugging her warmly, "you look gorgeous," She whispered in Priss's ear,
"Thanks, but I'm freezing my ass of in this thing."
Sylia smiled, rubbing Priss's shoulder, "well I'm glad you decided to wear it anyways, do you want to go inside now?" she asked. Priss nodded, taking her hand and leading her in to the restaurant.
The inside was a small, candlelit room which was filled entirely with couples. They sat down at one of the tables in the corner and talked for a while before ordering.
"Are you performing tonight?" Sylia asked,
"Yeah sorry, I cant stay over," she replied,
"I would come watch but Jade told me no distractions," Sylia giggled slightly, remembering when Jade had very firmly told her that she was no longer allowed to attend Priss's concerts because apparently she was to much of a distraction. Priss wondered if Maxon had meant distractions for just her or himself as well.
"Priss, about the other night…" Sylia started. With ought looking up Priss said
"Next chance we get."
A couple days Later, at Linnas apartment
"Hey, Linnaaa, are you ready yet, Leon's here!" Nene shouted at the top of her voice to Linna who was in her bedroom getting changed for the date.
"just coming," she replied, applying a final coat of lipstick, she checked herself in the mirror, //ok I'm ready,// she took a deep breath, and walked out to finally meet this Leon person who was all the had been hearing about for the past few days.
"ah - she's here! Linna Leon, Leon Linna," Nene introduced them quickly, then rushed off to get a few things. Linna smiled, "uh- hi, Nice to meet you," she smiled shyly,
Leon smiled also "I've heard lots about you, but I was never told me how hot you were," he commented genuinely,
Linna blushed, "uh - thanks." For a moment there was an awkward silence, neither of them had any idea what to say.
"So, um, where do you know Nene from?" Leon asked finally, trying to start a conversation.
//Oh damn! Why did he have to ask that question// Linna thought to herself, she obviously couldn't say she knew her through the knight sabers, so instead she said the first thing that came in to her head, "we used to work together." Luckily Nene heard, and was able to help Linna out of this one.
"So are you guys ready to go?" Nene asked, grabbing her coat and keys, then heading towards the door.
"Yeah," Linna nodded following, this was going to be awkward, she hadn't even been able to start a conversation with Leon, how was she meant to survive a whole date?
Later that evening after the date
Linna flopped back into her chair and stretched her arm out, over to the table next to her, and pressed the button on the answering machine, "you have one new message," the voice from the phone said, which was followed by a beep.
"Hi Linna, how are you? We haven't heard from you much lately," Linna recognised the voice to be her mothers, "your father and I were just wondering if you would be coming back to visit soon, you see…" Linna cut off the message, her parents probably wanted to set her up again, she let out a sigh, did people really think she was incapable of finding someone on her own? The date with Leon had failed miserably and she really wasn't in the mood to even think about being set up again.
She looked at her calendar, there was nothing on all of this this week and her mom was right, they hadn't seen each other in a while. She would go, but she would phone them first to tell them she wasn't going on any dates no matter what!
A few days later: at Sylias house
"Come on, come on! This boomer's tearing up the city, let's go!" Priss yelled, urging Sylia to get into her hard suit faster. "Dammit!" she muttered to herself, "Where the hell is Linna?" She quickly followed Sylia and the waiting Nene to the launch tubes and soon she as soaring through the crisp night air above twinkling Tokyo. //Where the hell can Linna be! Sylia shouldn't be fighting, Nigel said the suit's not good for her! come on Linna!//
Priss heard a sharp intake of breath over the com as they came into sight of the destruction caused by the rogue boomer. A half a dozen buildings had chunks missing from them or had been reduced to rubble. The AD Police were there, futilely trying to keep the rampaging boomer at bay. They're anti-boomer grenades were the only weapons having any effect, but they still weren't making much progress. The Knight Sabers would have to save their asses, yet again.
The boomer was busy assimilating an ADP car but it still wouldn't be an easy 'kill'. Nene informed her two fighting companions that the hulking monstrosity's power core was located deep within its body. They would practically have to tear it in half to get to the damn thing.
The shining Knight Sabers touched down next to the boomer, Nene firing her needle attack at its sensors as Priss and Sylia leapt away to either side.
The boomer turned toward Nene and shot out one of its many appendages, reaching to assimilate her hard suit. Nene jumped up, flipping in mid-air and landing on the other side of the boomer, sending another barrage of needles toward its sensors. Priss hit the ground running and attacked the side of the distracted boomer with knuckle bomb after knuckle bomb, blowing chunks of it away, digging towards its core.
Sylia landed lightly on the opposite side, retractable blades gleaming in the moonlight. She leapt in close and hacked at the boomer with her blades, also digging towards its core. The boomer, confounded by this three pronged attack, thrust its appendages out at random, desperately trying to hit one of its aggravants and occasionally scoring minor hits.
One such attack clipped Priss on the side of the head, dazing her and causing her attack to falter and pause. Its robotic confidence bolstered by the slight success the boomer swept Nene's legs out from under her and turned to finish off Priss. Priss' senses had been jolted by the knock on the head, and for her the world was spinning so much she couldn't see the metal arm speeding hungrily towards her. The deformed hand grasped her torso firmly and lifted the blue Knight Saber up, bringing her slowly towards its mouth. Priss had recovered slightly by now but could only struggle weakly and watch in horror as the gaping mouth came closer and closer.
The boomer froze as Sylia's reaching fist closed around its core. She squeezed with all of her strength and, as the dark fluids shot out from between her fingers, the huge machine gave a dying spasm. Its 'muscles' tensed powerfully, and Priss, held tight in its grip, felt crushed. Sylia was inside of the monstrosity and struggled through the tunnel she had dug to get there in the attempt to avoid being crushed by the toppling scrap heap. She stumbled free of the collapsing boomer, hearing Priss' scream as she was caught in a death grip. She leapt up and over the quivering pile, bringing one of her blades to bear and slicing finely through the fingers enclosing her love. The silver Knight Saber knelt next to the panting Priss and gathered her into her arms for a close embrace, "Are you alright?" she asked in a hushed, concerned voice. Priss nodded, still struggling to get her breath back, "Yeah...*pant*...I'm all right." She brought her arms up off the ground to hug Sylia back.
"come on, come on," Nene shouted frantically, "we have got to get out of here before the ADP start shooting at us!" she said then jumped up in the air away from the scene, Priss and Sylia quickly followed.
When they got back: a few minutes later…
"would you two like to stay for drinks?" Sylia offered as she changed out of her suit, into her bathrobe.
"I would, but I have to work late again, Leon poo wants me to help him take a look at some knight sabers videos, so you know how it goes," Nene replied.
Sylia nodded "yes, we wouldn't want the ADP to find out our true identities…and how about you Priss?" She asked, Priss nodded, "Yeah sure."
"then I will see you down by the pool in a moment," She smiled then exited the room.
When she had left Nene broke into a huge grin, "well actually, I lied, I don't have to work today… I just thought that I would leave you alone, you know, so I wouldn't have to watch you two making out again!" she winked, "well good luck - see ya!" She waved and had skipped out of the room to safety, before Priss had time to react. Priss smiled to herself, Nenes teasing was annoying but this time she was probably doing her a favour. She finished getting out of her hard suit and quickly threw on some clothes.
by the pool
Priss cautiously walked into the room, sitting down close to Sylia on the
sofa, "How are you holding up?" she asked quietly. Sylia smiled, "I'm
fine…just a few aches" she added after reconsidering. Priss paused for a
moment, then silently reached towards Sylia, who turned away from her to
allow Priss to massage her, starting at the shoulders. "Mmmm, that feels
good," Sylia encouraged, closing her eyes. Priss continued as silently as
before with her sensual movements. "- you can move my bathrobe if you need
to?" Sylia said in a sultry, tempting voice. Priss paused for a second,
considering whether to accept the obvious invitation or not. Priss noticed
that Sylia's eyes were still closed. "Mmmmm" Priss, a little nervous but
doing a good job at not showing it, stopped her hands in mid-massage,
brought them down Sylia's back and around her stomach. She undid Sylia's
robe and it slid slowly down her back, Priss gazed at the smooth, creamy
skin uncovered. Priss smiled to herself, deciding she liked what she saw.
"That's better." she said quietly "Now I can-" she lowered her voice and
slowly slid her hands around Sylia's sides, one hand gently passing over
Sylia's breasts, causing them to quickly harden, and the other hand coming
to rest on Sylia's flat stomach. Priss adjusted her position so that she
was sitting right up against Sylia to support Sylia's back. She moved both
hands together over Sylia's breasts, one in each palm, tracing their shape
with her fingers. She cupped them in her hands then began to rub slowly.
Sylia instinctively arched her back, pushing Priss's hands further against
her breasts. Priss carried on, she could feel Sylia's nipples already stiff
against her palms, and picking up on this, she took them between her thumbs
and fore fingers and began gently rolling them back and forth.
Sylia moaned softly, "Ahh, yes, keep doing that!"
Priss carried on, twisting further but not painfully so. Sylia let another
moan escape her lips, then she tightened the muscles in her face, her eyes
still closed and but her cheeks now held traces of a light blush, letting
the pain show alongside the pleasure. Priss then went back to massaging
Sylia's breasts, deepening her movements, and in doing so, pushing Sylia
back against herself for support.
"Ohhhhh, Priss…please" Sylia moaned out, a pained expression playing on her
face, taken over by the pleasure of what she was going through.
Priss, encouraged by this, guided Sylia down into a laying position on the
sofa, replacing her hands with her tongue. She licked the side of one of
Sylia's breasts and then began to suck gently. Moving to the centre Priss
flicked her tongue over the erect nipples. She bit down gently on one of
them, surprising Sylia and causing her to gasp.
Priss ran one of her hands down over Sylia's body exploring her curves, she
slid her hand across Sylia's stomach towards her already wet cunt, brushing
her hand across it over and over until she found the opening. Slowly,
teasingly, she slid two fingers inside, let them explore for a while, then
brought them out again. She repeated this action, getting faster and deeper
each time. Sylia moaned loudly, she thrusted up with her hips, in time with
Priss's movements.
Priss stopped what she was doing, bringing her fingers to her mouth and
licking of what she had collected.
"Don't stop!" Sylia begged, lifting her head a bit to looking up at Priss.
Priss smiled seductively, pulling her in for a passionate kiss, as Sylia
kissed back she could taste herself in Priss's mouth. Priss finally broke
off and began to make her way down Sylia's body, carefully positioning
herself between Sylia's, now, comfortably spread legs.
Sylia gasped as Priss closed her lips around her cunt. She licked along the
opening, then thrust her tongue further inside, feeling and tasting the
moist warmth inside.
She continued to explore Sylia eagerly, with each movement creating a new
and even better sensation than the one before, each action quickly pushing
Sylia closer and closer towards the edge.
"Ohh- Priss, I'm- Ahhhhh," Sylia moaned in warning as she finally reached
her climax. Clamping her legs around Priss head, she held her in position,
as a flood of warm fluid began to rush out from between her legs, covering
Priss's face and dripping down over her chest. Sylia gradually relaxed,
loosening her grip on Priss, coming down from orgasm and feeling a warm glow
spread through her body, relaxing her.
Priss cleared away Sylia's fluid, using the bathrobe to help clear the mess
on the bed and her own mouth for the liquid still on Sylia. When she had
finished Priss looked up at Sylia, who immediately pulled her down into
another kiss. Priss she kissed back, opening her mouth slightly, Sylia's
tongue entered, meeting, entwining with and massaging Priss's, as she
moaningly deepened the kiss. Priss could feel herself being carefully and
subtly guided down onto the sofa, but she let it happen.
Sylia slowly undid Priss's shirt, allowing it to slip of her back onto the
floor. She then broke off from the kiss. Before Priss had time to think or
breath, She was lying down on the sofa, this time she was on her back and
Sylia was above her.
Sylia kissed lightly along her neck and shoulders, letting herself brush
against Priss each time she went down. She slowly worked her way down to
Priss's breasts, she stopped kissing and licked Priss's erect nipples, then
blew softly against them. Priss's response to this was to moan and arch her
back, encouraging Sylia on further. Sylia moaned softly as she rubbed her
cheek against Priss chest.
Then tilted her head slightly, taking one of Priss's nipples in her mouth
and sucking, she took the other one between her fingers and pinched gently.
Priss moaned loudly, this felt so much better than she had ever imagined,
and it was only beginning!
Sylia broke away and started along the rest of her upper body, covering her
with kisses. Although she worked much slower than Priss, it was just as
effective. For a while, she would keep coming close to a pleasure spot but
would purposely miss it out and move on to somewhere else, teasing Priss and
causing her to moan and beg her to keep going.
"Ahhhh! Sylia, don't do that," she pleaded, having had enough of this
teasing.
Sylia paused for a moment when she reached the top of Priss's panties, she
started kissing in between her thighs, gently spreading them apart. Sylia
dove down kissing Priss's crotch, tasting her through her panties.
Once she had stopped nuzzling at the growing wet patch she bit down on the
fabric covering Priss's, now-swollen pussy, then pulling back she gracefully
removed the last piece of Priss's clothing using her teeth. She dropped the
item of clothing onto the floor next to them.
Sylia bent down again, stroking Priss's thighs and gradually moving herself
closer and closer towards Priss's centre. She licked her way around Priss's
inner thighs, leaving a trail of saliva. She ran her finger along the damp
folds, bringing that finger to her mouth and licking off all the juices
which now covered it. Again, she inserted the finger gently inside, this
time teasing the clit, and massaging at the sides.
"Ahhhhh!" Priss moaned enthusiastically, tossing her head back. Sylia
smiled and giggled; very pleased with the reaction she was getting, but
quickly returned her attention back to what she was doing. She added another
finger, plunging it deep inside, causing Priss to moan and call out Sylia's
name.
Sylia looked up, then, keeping her eyes on Priss, slowly ran her hand down
her own body, between her breasts and gradually down to her cunt, she slid
her moist fingers inside herself and let them explore herself, moaning
sensually as she did, then licking her hand clean. Priss watched closely,
very much aroused by this display.
Sylia then returned her attention to Priss and cleaned away some of the
juices from around her cunt. She took some of it in her mouth and kissed
Priss, she opened her mouth slightly, sharing the cum with Priss who
accepted it. Sylia broke off smiling, she licked Priss's cheek and then
kissed her again quickly before going back down.
She had apparently decided to stop teasing and quite unexpectedly plunged
her tongue inside Priss, this time getting all the right places. Sylia
continued, helped along by Priss's moans and her thrust movements.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Priss screamed loudly, not knowing any other way to
express an orgasm. Sylia hadn't been expecting it so suddenly, and was now
completely covered in cum.
Sylia smiled lovingly at her partner who lay panting on the sofa, catching
her breath. She held her in her arms, cradling her gently.
Priss's heart was pounding, so was hers. They both lay there silently for a
moment. Sylia rested her head over Priss shoulder,
Priss could feel Sylia's soft breathing against her neck, she smiled to
herself, then turned her head to face Sylia, kissing her cheek softly.
"Thank you" she whispered. Sylia smiled warmly at her, for a moment she
thought she could understand Priss, there was another side which she
wouldn't show to anyone, even those she was close to, accept for maybe the
occasional glimpse. Now was one of those times. Sylia leant forward kissing
her lovers forehead, "thank you too. I take it that means you liked it?"
Priss nodded, closing her eyes.
The next morning
Priss opened her eyes and yawned.
"Are you awake?" Sylias voice came in a whisper from above her. She looked
up to see the other woman leaning over her.
"No" she mumbled still half asleep, turning back around again.
"So I wore you out, did I?" Sylia joked but there was no answer, she smiled,
"well I just wanted to warn you, Linna and Nene are going to be here in a
little while."
Priss looked up again, surprised, "a rouge boomer? This early in the
morning?" she sounded slightly annoyed, she was to tired to go and fight
boomers right now and not in the mood to do so either.
"No the meeting, remember," Sylia said tapping Priss's head then dropping a
pile of her clothes next to her, "I'm going to go take a shower in a minute,
do you want to come?" she offered, picking up a towel from next to the pool.
Priss finally gave in, she took her clothes and slowly got up. "Good idea!"
she replied once she had walked over to Sylia, she wrapped her arms around
her waist and gave her a good morning kiss.
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"Hey Linna, wait for me!" Nene shouted as she rushed around the corner to
catch up with her friend. Linna jumped, turning around to see the blonde
speeding towards her.
"Oh hi Nene," She smiled, greeting her, "so you're late too then?"
Nene nodded, "yeah but its stupid Leon-poo and Daily's fault; you see,
they-made-me-hack-this-system-so-they-could-get-some-information-f or-this-case-there-are-on-at-the-moment-and-they-kept-making-me-look-up-mor e-and-more-and-so-it-took-a-really-really-really-long-time"
Nene had to stop to catch her breath "honestly, I'm too nice to them
sometimes" She giggled and Linna smiled. "Oh by the way, I'm sorry about
setting you up with Leon, I know it didn't go well and…" Linna shook her
head,
"Don't worry; you were trying to help, besides, I don't think I really want
that kind of relationship right now," she replied,
Nene shrugged, "well tell me if you do cause I know lots of people who would
be interested!"
"No thanks…shall we go in?" Linna suggested after realising they had been
just standing next to the door of the silky doll, talking, for a while now.
Nene nodded, they walked inside. "Were we meeting in the shop or
downstairs?" Nene asked. Linna shrugged.
"SYLIAAAAA," Nene yelled and waited for a reply, Linna giggled at Nene's
approach,
"why don't we go check downstairs?" she suggested, Nene nodded in agreement
and followed her to the elevator.
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"So what's this meeting about anyway?" Priss asked Sylia who was just coming
into the room, now fully dressed in her turquoise/green dress.
"Nigel's had some new ideas for the suits and he needs us all here to run
some scans," she replied,
"Oh - So its quite a long one then?" Priss asked, sounding slightly
disappointed,
Sylia nodded, "It could take a while…did you have other plans?"
"No, I was just thinking maybe we could go somewhere? Or whatever" she
replied casually, Sylia smiled and nodded.
Just then Mackey walked into the room, "Good morning Sylia, Priss" He looked
around the room, searching for Nene but trying his best not to be obvious,
Sylia giggled slightly,
"She's not here yet," he looked disappointed, "don't worry, I'm sure they'll
both be here soon."
Mackey immediately brightened up as the elevator opened and Nene and Linna
stepped out.
"Hi Nene," He greeted carefully, again not wanting to sound too exited, but
she didn't seem to share his worries and replied with a big hug, he blushed
a little but hugged back anyways.
After a few minutes, everyone, apart from Sylia, had sat down ready to start
the meeting.
"I think Nigel may have mentioned that he had some ideas for the suits
yesterday" Sylia began,
"Hey Linna, where were you yesterday? We couldn't reach you on your home
phone, and your mobile was switched off" Nene interrupted, looking curiously
at her.
"Didn't you get my message?" She asked looking over at Priss who shook her
head, "Oh - well I went to my parents house, I tried calling here to say I
would be out of touch but there was no reply so I phoned you and got the
answering machine."
"Oh - sorry about that, I haven't checked my messages in days, I've been
busy lately, " Priss replied
Nene giggled slightly, "yeah, with Sylia right?" she commented, Priss shot
her an annoyed look.
Sylia sat down again watching with an amused smile, she expected she would
probably have to wait a while before anyone would pay attention to this
meeting's topic.
"Oooo, your annoyed that means something went on," Nene teased, she knew
this was the best way to get to Priss. Linna glanced over at Priss, noticing
that her hand was now linked with Sylia's, reminding her yet again that the
two of them really were a couple.
"So…" Nene said deviously. "Have you guys, *ehem* ,you know, yet?" she could
barely finish before Priss lunged towards her. Nene skipped back and said,
"So, I can take that as a yes?" she giggled.
"Nene" Priss growled, looking as if she was prepared to yell at the
teenager. She froze when she felt Sylia's outstretched hand on her shoulder
and blinked when Sylia leaned over her shoulder in a moderately awkward
position and gently pressed her lips against Priss's. After more than a few
seconds she broke off, running her tongue over her lips.
"Calm down, Nene," Sylia purred. She looked over and sighed as she saw
Linna's blanked face. "So" she said firmly, "shall we get on with the
meeting?" Nene hesitated before interrupting, "are you guys going to get
married?" Sylia and Priss stopped dead and in sync turned their heads to
look at each other with shocked expressions.
Notes: This is the final chapter in this fan fic! (I'm really sorry it took so long) It will contain Yuri, which for those who don't know is detailed, lesbian, sex scenes (I'm sure you were probably expecting that if you have read the previous chapters) You must be 18 or over, and preferably not mind lemon, to read this chapter… At the moment I am working on another fanfic which is going to take place before, and hopefully lead up to this one. so please read it to ^_^ - enjoy.
CHAPTER 3
Sylia gasped, "do you mean, rape?" she asked, searching Priss's face for some clue on how to act. Priss stared back with a blank expression. Sylia leaned forward to hug her. "Oh Priss…" she started. Priss gently pushed her back though.
"Don't give me that," she said, "its okay," she stated firmly. Sylia settled back and stared at the young woman sitting before her. Priss tried to think of some way to gracefully let go of the situation. She had known Sylia would make a big gushy thing about this. And she had told her. But she wasn't ready. It would be bad enough trying to cope with this anyway with ought having a lot of bad memories surface, but here was the added pressure of the fact that she knew nothing about lesbian sex. Priss always felt confident in herself but going into something she didn't understand unnerved her. She would, but just not now. Sylia tilted her head as she saw Priss biting down on one lip. She would give so much to know what Priss was thinking right now. Sylia sighed. //I guess I'll just have to wait until Priss is ready// she thought.
"We can wait. I wont do anything you don't want to," she said seriously. Then she crept closer, placing her lips a hairs breadth from Priss's so they brushed when she said teasingly "just as long as someday…"
"of course," Priss said closing the gap and pulling Sylia into a deep kiss.
The next evening, at a restaurant
Priss stood outside the restaurant, waiting for Sylia. She shivered, it was cold and she was wearing that stupid skimpy black dress she had bought the other day, she didn't suppose that warmth was its main purpose. Unfortunately the restaurant, which was some fancy little Italian place Sylia had chosen, had a dress code which didn't allow her usual clothes. She was going to pick next time they went somewhere, she wondered what Sylia would think of some of the places she normally went to.
She looked down at her wrist to check the time but she wasn't wearing her watch, she hoped Sylia would be here soon so they could go inside. Just then a familiar red Porsche pulled in to the car park.
Priss watched as Sylia stepped out of the car dressed in a nice trouser outfit, //so she's going for that look is she?// Priss smiled inwardly and started walking towards her.
"Hi," Sylia greeted, hugging her warmly, "you look gorgeous," She whispered in Priss's ear,
"Thanks, but I'm freezing my ass of in this thing."
Sylia smiled, rubbing Priss's shoulder, "well I'm glad you decided to wear it anyways, do you want to go inside now?" she asked. Priss nodded, taking her hand and leading her in to the restaurant.
The inside was a small, candlelit room which was filled entirely with couples. They sat down at one of the tables in the corner and talked for a while before ordering.
"Are you performing tonight?" Sylia asked,
"Yeah sorry, I cant stay over," she replied,
"I would come watch but Jade told me no distractions," Sylia giggled slightly, remembering when Jade had very firmly told her that she was no longer allowed to attend Priss's concerts because apparently she was to much of a distraction. Priss wondered if Maxon had meant distractions for just her or himself as well.
"Priss, about the other night…" Sylia started. With ought looking up Priss said
"Next chance we get."
A couple days Later, at Linnas apartment
"Hey, Linnaaa, are you ready yet, Leon's here!" Nene shouted at the top of her voice to Linna who was in her bedroom getting changed for the date.
"just coming," she replied, applying a final coat of lipstick, she checked herself in the mirror, //ok I'm ready,// she took a deep breath, and walked out to finally meet this Leon person who was all the had been hearing about for the past few days.
"ah - she's here! Linna Leon, Leon Linna," Nene introduced them quickly, then rushed off to get a few things. Linna smiled, "uh- hi, Nice to meet you," she smiled shyly,
Leon smiled also "I've heard lots about you, but I was never told me how hot you were," he commented genuinely,
Linna blushed, "uh - thanks." For a moment there was an awkward silence, neither of them had any idea what to say.
"So, um, where do you know Nene from?" Leon asked finally, trying to start a conversation.
//Oh damn! Why did he have to ask that question// Linna thought to herself, she obviously couldn't say she knew her through the knight sabers, so instead she said the first thing that came in to her head, "we used to work together." Luckily Nene heard, and was able to help Linna out of this one.
"So are you guys ready to go?" Nene asked, grabbing her coat and keys, then heading towards the door.
"Yeah," Linna nodded following, this was going to be awkward, she hadn't even been able to start a conversation with Leon, how was she meant to survive a whole date?
Later that evening after the date
Linna flopped back into her chair and stretched her arm out, over to the table next to her, and pressed the button on the answering machine, "you have one new message," the voice from the phone said, which was followed by a beep.
"Hi Linna, how are you? We haven't heard from you much lately," Linna recognised the voice to be her mothers, "your father and I were just wondering if you would be coming back to visit soon, you see…" Linna cut off the message, her parents probably wanted to set her up again, she let out a sigh, did people really think she was incapable of finding someone on her own? The date with Leon had failed miserably and she really wasn't in the mood to even think about being set up again.
She looked at her calendar, there was nothing on all of this this week and her mom was right, they hadn't seen each other in a while. She would go, but she would phone them first to tell them she wasn't going on any dates no matter what!
A few days later: at Sylias house
"Come on, come on! This boomer's tearing up the city, let's go!" Priss yelled, urging Sylia to get into her hard suit faster. "Dammit!" she muttered to herself, "Where the hell is Linna?" She quickly followed Sylia and the waiting Nene to the launch tubes and soon she as soaring through the crisp night air above twinkling Tokyo. //Where the hell can Linna be! Sylia shouldn't be fighting, Nigel said the suit's not good for her! come on Linna!//
Priss heard a sharp intake of breath over the com as they came into sight of the destruction caused by the rogue boomer. A half a dozen buildings had chunks missing from them or had been reduced to rubble. The AD Police were there, futilely trying to keep the rampaging boomer at bay. They're anti-boomer grenades were the only weapons having any effect, but they still weren't making much progress. The Knight Sabers would have to save their asses, yet again.
The boomer was busy assimilating an ADP car but it still wouldn't be an easy 'kill'. Nene informed her two fighting companions that the hulking monstrosity's power core was located deep within its body. They would practically have to tear it in half to get to the damn thing.
The shining Knight Sabers touched down next to the boomer, Nene firing her needle attack at its sensors as Priss and Sylia leapt away to either side.
The boomer turned toward Nene and shot out one of its many appendages, reaching to assimilate her hard suit. Nene jumped up, flipping in mid-air and landing on the other side of the boomer, sending another barrage of needles toward its sensors. Priss hit the ground running and attacked the side of the distracted boomer with knuckle bomb after knuckle bomb, blowing chunks of it away, digging towards its core.
Sylia landed lightly on the opposite side, retractable blades gleaming in the moonlight. She leapt in close and hacked at the boomer with her blades, also digging towards its core. The boomer, confounded by this three pronged attack, thrust its appendages out at random, desperately trying to hit one of its aggravants and occasionally scoring minor hits.
One such attack clipped Priss on the side of the head, dazing her and causing her attack to falter and pause. Its robotic confidence bolstered by the slight success the boomer swept Nene's legs out from under her and turned to finish off Priss. Priss' senses had been jolted by the knock on the head, and for her the world was spinning so much she couldn't see the metal arm speeding hungrily towards her. The deformed hand grasped her torso firmly and lifted the blue Knight Saber up, bringing her slowly towards its mouth. Priss had recovered slightly by now but could only struggle weakly and watch in horror as the gaping mouth came closer and closer.
The boomer froze as Sylia's reaching fist closed around its core. She squeezed with all of her strength and, as the dark fluids shot out from between her fingers, the huge machine gave a dying spasm. Its 'muscles' tensed powerfully, and Priss, held tight in its grip, felt crushed. Sylia was inside of the monstrosity and struggled through the tunnel she had dug to get there in the attempt to avoid being crushed by the toppling scrap heap. She stumbled free of the collapsing boomer, hearing Priss' scream as she was caught in a death grip. She leapt up and over the quivering pile, bringing one of her blades to bear and slicing finely through the fingers enclosing her love. The silver Knight Saber knelt next to the panting Priss and gathered her into her arms for a close embrace, "Are you alright?" she asked in a hushed, concerned voice. Priss nodded, still struggling to get her breath back, "Yeah...*pant*...I'm all right." She brought her arms up off the ground to hug Sylia back.
"come on, come on," Nene shouted frantically, "we have got to get out of here before the ADP start shooting at us!" she said then jumped up in the air away from the scene, Priss and Sylia quickly followed.
When they got back: a few minutes later…
"would you two like to stay for drinks?" Sylia offered as she changed out of her suit, into her bathrobe.
"I would, but I have to work late again, Leon poo wants me to help him take a look at some knight sabers videos, so you know how it goes," Nene replied.
Sylia nodded "yes, we wouldn't want the ADP to find out our true identities…and how about you Priss?" She asked, Priss nodded, "Yeah sure."
"then I will see you down by the pool in a moment," She smiled then exited the room.
When she had left Nene broke into a huge grin, "well actually, I lied, I don't have to work today… I just thought that I would leave you alone, you know, so I wouldn't have to watch you two making out again!" she winked, "well good luck - see ya!" She waved and had skipped out of the room to safety, before Priss had time to react. Priss smiled to herself, Nenes teasing was annoying but this time she was probably doing her a favour. She finished getting out of her hard suit and quickly threw on some clothes.
by the pool
Priss cautiously walked into the room, sitting down close to Sylia on the
sofa, "How are you holding up?" she asked quietly. Sylia smiled, "I'm
fine…just a few aches" she added after reconsidering. Priss paused for a
moment, then silently reached towards Sylia, who turned away from her to
allow Priss to massage her, starting at the shoulders. "Mmmm, that feels
good," Sylia encouraged, closing her eyes. Priss continued as silently as
before with her sensual movements. "- you can move my bathrobe if you need
to?" Sylia said in a sultry, tempting voice. Priss paused for a second,
considering whether to accept the obvious invitation or not. Priss noticed
that Sylia's eyes were still closed. "Mmmmm" Priss, a little nervous but
doing a good job at not showing it, stopped her hands in mid-massage,
brought them down Sylia's back and around her stomach. She undid Sylia's
robe and it slid slowly down her back, Priss gazed at the smooth, creamy
skin uncovered. Priss smiled to herself, deciding she liked what she saw.
"That's better." she said quietly "Now I can-" she lowered her voice and
slowly slid her hands around Sylia's sides, one hand gently passing over
Sylia's breasts, causing them to quickly harden, and the other hand coming
to rest on Sylia's flat stomach. Priss adjusted her position so that she
was sitting right up against Sylia to support Sylia's back. She moved both
hands together over Sylia's breasts, one in each palm, tracing their shape
with her fingers. She cupped them in her hands then began to rub slowly.
Sylia instinctively arched her back, pushing Priss's hands further against
her breasts. Priss carried on, she could feel Sylia's nipples already stiff
against her palms, and picking up on this, she took them between her thumbs
and fore fingers and began gently rolling them back and forth.
Sylia moaned softly, "Ahh, yes, keep doing that!"
Priss carried on, twisting further but not painfully so. Sylia let another
moan escape her lips, then she tightened the muscles in her face, her eyes
still closed and but her cheeks now held traces of a light blush, letting
the pain show alongside the pleasure. Priss then went back to massaging
Sylia's breasts, deepening her movements, and in doing so, pushing Sylia
back against herself for support.
"Ohhhhh, Priss…please" Sylia moaned out, a pained expression playing on her
face, taken over by the pleasure of what she was going through.
Priss, encouraged by this, guided Sylia down into a laying position on the
sofa, replacing her hands with her tongue. She licked the side of one of
Sylia's breasts and then began to suck gently. Moving to the centre Priss
flicked her tongue over the erect nipples. She bit down gently on one of
them, surprising Sylia and causing her to gasp.
Priss ran one of her hands down over Sylia's body exploring her curves, she
slid her hand across Sylia's stomach towards her already wet cunt, brushing
her hand across it over and over until she found the opening. Slowly,
teasingly, she slid two fingers inside, let them explore for a while, then
brought them out again. She repeated this action, getting faster and deeper
each time. Sylia moaned loudly, she thrusted up with her hips, in time with
Priss's movements.
Priss stopped what she was doing, bringing her fingers to her mouth and
licking of what she had collected.
"Don't stop!" Sylia begged, lifting her head a bit to looking up at Priss.
Priss smiled seductively, pulling her in for a passionate kiss, as Sylia
kissed back she could taste herself in Priss's mouth. Priss finally broke
off and began to make her way down Sylia's body, carefully positioning
herself between Sylia's, now, comfortably spread legs.
Sylia gasped as Priss closed her lips around her cunt. She licked along the
opening, then thrust her tongue further inside, feeling and tasting the
moist warmth inside.
She continued to explore Sylia eagerly, with each movement creating a new
and even better sensation than the one before, each action quickly pushing
Sylia closer and closer towards the edge.
"Ohh- Priss, I'm- Ahhhhh," Sylia moaned in warning as she finally reached
her climax. Clamping her legs around Priss head, she held her in position,
as a flood of warm fluid began to rush out from between her legs, covering
Priss's face and dripping down over her chest. Sylia gradually relaxed,
loosening her grip on Priss, coming down from orgasm and feeling a warm glow
spread through her body, relaxing her.
Priss cleared away Sylia's fluid, using the bathrobe to help clear the mess
on the bed and her own mouth for the liquid still on Sylia. When she had
finished Priss looked up at Sylia, who immediately pulled her down into
another kiss. Priss she kissed back, opening her mouth slightly, Sylia's
tongue entered, meeting, entwining with and massaging Priss's, as she
moaningly deepened the kiss. Priss could feel herself being carefully and
subtly guided down onto the sofa, but she let it happen.
Sylia slowly undid Priss's shirt, allowing it to slip of her back onto the
floor. She then broke off from the kiss. Before Priss had time to think or
breath, She was lying down on the sofa, this time she was on her back and
Sylia was above her.
Sylia kissed lightly along her neck and shoulders, letting herself brush
against Priss each time she went down. She slowly worked her way down to
Priss's breasts, she stopped kissing and licked Priss's erect nipples, then
blew softly against them. Priss's response to this was to moan and arch her
back, encouraging Sylia on further. Sylia moaned softly as she rubbed her
cheek against Priss chest.
Then tilted her head slightly, taking one of Priss's nipples in her mouth
and sucking, she took the other one between her fingers and pinched gently.
Priss moaned loudly, this felt so much better than she had ever imagined,
and it was only beginning!
Sylia broke away and started along the rest of her upper body, covering her
with kisses. Although she worked much slower than Priss, it was just as
effective. For a while, she would keep coming close to a pleasure spot but
would purposely miss it out and move on to somewhere else, teasing Priss and
causing her to moan and beg her to keep going.
"Ahhhh! Sylia, don't do that," she pleaded, having had enough of this
teasing.
Sylia paused for a moment when she reached the top of Priss's panties, she
started kissing in between her thighs, gently spreading them apart. Sylia
dove down kissing Priss's crotch, tasting her through her panties.
Once she had stopped nuzzling at the growing wet patch she bit down on the
fabric covering Priss's, now-swollen pussy, then pulling back she gracefully
removed the last piece of Priss's clothing using her teeth. She dropped the
item of clothing onto the floor next to them.
Sylia bent down again, stroking Priss's thighs and gradually moving herself
closer and closer towards Priss's centre. She licked her way around Priss's
inner thighs, leaving a trail of saliva. She ran her finger along the damp
folds, bringing that finger to her mouth and licking off all the juices
which now covered it. Again, she inserted the finger gently inside, this
time teasing the clit, and massaging at the sides.
"Ahhhhh!" Priss moaned enthusiastically, tossing her head back. Sylia
smiled and giggled; very pleased with the reaction she was getting, but
quickly returned her attention back to what she was doing. She added another
finger, plunging it deep inside, causing Priss to moan and call out Sylia's
name.
Sylia looked up, then, keeping her eyes on Priss, slowly ran her hand down
her own body, between her breasts and gradually down to her cunt, she slid
her moist fingers inside herself and let them explore herself, moaning
sensually as she did, then licking her hand clean. Priss watched closely,
very much aroused by this display.
Sylia then returned her attention to Priss and cleaned away some of the
juices from around her cunt. She took some of it in her mouth and kissed
Priss, she opened her mouth slightly, sharing the cum with Priss who
accepted it. Sylia broke off smiling, she licked Priss's cheek and then
kissed her again quickly before going back down.
She had apparently decided to stop teasing and quite unexpectedly plunged
her tongue inside Priss, this time getting all the right places. Sylia
continued, helped along by Priss's moans and her thrust movements.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Priss screamed loudly, not knowing any other way to
express an orgasm. Sylia hadn't been expecting it so suddenly, and was now
completely covered in cum.
Sylia smiled lovingly at her partner who lay panting on the sofa, catching
her breath. She held her in her arms, cradling her gently.
Priss's heart was pounding, so was hers. They both lay there silently for a
moment. Sylia rested her head over Priss shoulder,
Priss could feel Sylia's soft breathing against her neck, she smiled to
herself, then turned her head to face Sylia, kissing her cheek softly.
"Thank you" she whispered. Sylia smiled warmly at her, for a moment she
thought she could understand Priss, there was another side which she
wouldn't show to anyone, even those she was close to, accept for maybe the
occasional glimpse. Now was one of those times. Sylia leant forward kissing
her lovers forehead, "thank you too. I take it that means you liked it?"
Priss nodded, closing her eyes.
The next morning
Priss opened her eyes and yawned.
"Are you awake?" Sylias voice came in a whisper from above her. She looked
up to see the other woman leaning over her.
"No" she mumbled still half asleep, turning back around again.
"So I wore you out, did I?" Sylia joked but there was no answer, she smiled,
"well I just wanted to warn you, Linna and Nene are going to be here in a
little while."
Priss looked up again, surprised, "a rouge boomer? This early in the
morning?" she sounded slightly annoyed, she was to tired to go and fight
boomers right now and not in the mood to do so either.
"No the meeting, remember," Sylia said tapping Priss's head then dropping a
pile of her clothes next to her, "I'm going to go take a shower in a minute,
do you want to come?" she offered, picking up a towel from next to the pool.
Priss finally gave in, she took her clothes and slowly got up. "Good idea!"
she replied once she had walked over to Sylia, she wrapped her arms around
her waist and gave her a good morning kiss.
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"Hey Linna, wait for me!" Nene shouted as she rushed around the corner to
catch up with her friend. Linna jumped, turning around to see the blonde
speeding towards her.
"Oh hi Nene," She smiled, greeting her, "so you're late too then?"
Nene nodded, "yeah but its stupid Leon-poo and Daily's fault; you see,
they-made-me-hack-this-system-so-they-could-get-some-information-f or-this-case-there-are-on-at-the-moment-and-they-kept-making-me-look-up-mor e-and-more-and-so-it-took-a-really-really-really-long-time"
Nene had to stop to catch her breath "honestly, I'm too nice to them
sometimes" She giggled and Linna smiled. "Oh by the way, I'm sorry about
setting you up with Leon, I know it didn't go well and…" Linna shook her
head,
"Don't worry; you were trying to help, besides, I don't think I really want
that kind of relationship right now," she replied,
Nene shrugged, "well tell me if you do cause I know lots of people who would
be interested!"
"No thanks…shall we go in?" Linna suggested after realising they had been
just standing next to the door of the silky doll, talking, for a while now.
Nene nodded, they walked inside. "Were we meeting in the shop or
downstairs?" Nene asked. Linna shrugged.
"SYLIAAAAA," Nene yelled and waited for a reply, Linna giggled at Nene's
approach,
"why don't we go check downstairs?" she suggested, Nene nodded in agreement
and followed her to the elevator.
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"So what's this meeting about anyway?" Priss asked Sylia who was just coming
into the room, now fully dressed in her turquoise/green dress.
"Nigel's had some new ideas for the suits and he needs us all here to run
some scans," she replied,
"Oh - So its quite a long one then?" Priss asked, sounding slightly
disappointed,
Sylia nodded, "It could take a while…did you have other plans?"
"No, I was just thinking maybe we could go somewhere? Or whatever" she
replied casually, Sylia smiled and nodded.
Just then Mackey walked into the room, "Good morning Sylia, Priss" He looked
around the room, searching for Nene but trying his best not to be obvious,
Sylia giggled slightly,
"She's not here yet," he looked disappointed, "don't worry, I'm sure they'll
both be here soon."
Mackey immediately brightened up as the elevator opened and Nene and Linna
stepped out.
"Hi Nene," He greeted carefully, again not wanting to sound too exited, but
she didn't seem to share his worries and replied with a big hug, he blushed
a little but hugged back anyways.
After a few minutes, everyone, apart from Sylia, had sat down ready to start
the meeting.
"I think Nigel may have mentioned that he had some ideas for the suits
yesterday" Sylia began,
"Hey Linna, where were you yesterday? We couldn't reach you on your home
phone, and your mobile was switched off" Nene interrupted, looking curiously
at her.
"Didn't you get my message?" She asked looking over at Priss who shook her
head, "Oh - well I went to my parents house, I tried calling here to say I
would be out of touch but there was no reply so I phoned you and got the
answering machine."
"Oh - sorry about that, I haven't checked my messages in days, I've been
busy lately, " Priss replied
Nene giggled slightly, "yeah, with Sylia right?" she commented, Priss shot
her an annoyed look.
Sylia sat down again watching with an amused smile, she expected she would
probably have to wait a while before anyone would pay attention to this
meeting's topic.
"Oooo, your annoyed that means something went on," Nene teased, she knew
this was the best way to get to Priss. Linna glanced over at Priss, noticing
that her hand was now linked with Sylia's, reminding her yet again that the
two of them really were a couple.
"So…" Nene said deviously. "Have you guys, *ehem* ,you know, yet?" she could
barely finish before Priss lunged towards her. Nene skipped back and said,
"So, I can take that as a yes?" she giggled.
"Nene" Priss growled, looking as if she was prepared to yell at the
teenager. She froze when she felt Sylia's outstretched hand on her shoulder
and blinked when Sylia leaned over her shoulder in a moderately awkward
position and gently pressed her lips against Priss's. After more than a few
seconds she broke off, running her tongue over her lips.
"Calm down, Nene," Sylia purred. She looked over and sighed as she saw
Linna's blanked face. "So" she said firmly, "shall we get on with the
meeting?" Nene hesitated before interrupting, "are you guys going to get
married?" Sylia and Priss stopped dead and in sync turned their heads to
look at each other with shocked expressions.