Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Vivid ❯ "Let's hold these desires..." ( Chapter 3 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Elsewhere 
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 03.26.2005 | Pages: 5 | Words: 7.0K | Visits: 790 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 03.26.2005 | Pages: 5 | Words: 7.0K | Visits: 790 | Status: Completed
Fandom: Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon: Sailor Stars (anime)
Date Finished: September 8th, 2004
Classification: Romance, Humor
Pairing: Seiya/Yaten, references to Taiki/Ami, Mamoru/Usagi, Haruka/Michiru
Rating: NC-17
Note: Second successful SmutJar!Fic.* I also used a longer challenge (too long to fit in the SmutJar) to create this story, which involved trying to fit 36 "Things You'd Say When You're Having a Bad Day" into the story. I didn't manage to use all of them (I just couldn't get some of them to work for a Sailor Stars story), but I *did* use 31 out of 36. Kudos to those who can pick out my own sarcasm from the lines ripped straight from the challenge.
Vivid
By Elsewhere
elsewherecw@shaw.ca
All other information in Part One.
Part Three: "Let's hold these desires..."
Glossary:
henshin - transformation
ne - an all-purpose word to get someone's attention or seek confirmation
*****
"Please!! God, give me wings"
This time I'll skim over you, take you to a far away place
Flickering
Just the two of us on our own island, forever love
Love love love
Because what I'm wanting to hear from your throat is
We'll do as much as these hands can do
"Our hopes start here..."
*****
The next morning proved to be almost as frustrating as the previous evening. Seiya was standing in the palace's enormous ballroom, staring at the streamers and balloons that had been put up all over the place.
"What...the hell!?" she shouted finally, throwing her hands in the air.
"Yes, yes...errors have been made; others will be blamed, I assure you," Taiki said, coming up beside her, also looking extremely pissed off.
"What...happened!?" Seiya yelled, eyebrows twitching as she stared at the neon pink and yellow decorations around them.
"We're not entirely sure," Taiki said, turning to look around. "There has been speculation, however, that perhaps a sabotage of some type was involved."
At just that moment, Yaten walked into the room, and the moment she did so, she started to laugh, a hand clutching her stomach as she stared around her.
"Oh, beautiful job...my favorite colors," she said, lips twitching as she joined her two taller companions.
"Yes, we're aware of the difficulties with the current arrangement," Taiki said calmly, to which Yaten snorted.
"Difficulties? This sucks, Taiki."
"I wouldn't go that far," Seiya said with a frown.
"Oh? And your cry-baby, whiny-assed opinion would be...?" Yaten asked, turning to lift her eyebrows at Seiya, who glared back at her.
"I can see you rolled out of the wrong side of the bed yet *again*," Seiya said dryly, to which Yaten smiled sweetly before she turned.
"Hm, now what can we do about this? Oh, I have a fun idea!"
Before either of her companions could react or stop her, she had achieved henshin and was powering up her main attack.
"Star Sensitive INFERNO!!"
A whole row of balloons blasted away from the wall, but she neatly managed to avoid taking any chunks out of the wall itself.
Seiya lowered her hands from where she'd been protecting her head and raised her voice.
"Are you crazy!?" she shouted.
"No, I'm not crazy," Healer said as she rolled her shoulders, turning to smile at her friends, both of whom stared at her as though she'd finally totally gone off the deep end. "I've just been in a very bad mood for twenty-one years. That felt *good*."
Seiya stalked up to Yaten just as she powered down her henshin and shook her by the shoulders.
"Would you stop it!?" Seiya yelled. "You're getting absolutely scary, Yaten!! And on your birthday, nonetheless! Think of all the people who came here to be with you today!"
"Do I look like a fucking *people person*, Seiya!?" Yaten snapped back, shrugging Seiya's hands off her shoulders before glaring up into Seiya's face.
"You know what? Grow up!" Seiya hissed, waving her hand impatiently in the air between the two of them. "I still have no idea what your problem is, but you'd better get over it and *soon*. It's starting to seriously piss me off."
"No Seiya, *you* grow up," Yaten said, pointing her finger directly at Seiya's nose and watching with some satisfaction as Seiya went cross-eyed for a couple of seconds. "Practice random acts of intelligence and senseless acts of self-control, for instance."
She started to walk away, but pulled up short when Minako suddenly walked through the door, looking around cautiously.
"I thought I heard attack phrases," Minako said, and then she took in Yaten's apparent state of mind in a glance and nodded knowingly. "Ah, I see. Still no sex and revenge and all of that, ne?"
Yaten stared at her for a moment.
"Do they ever *shut up* on your planet?" she said finally before shaking her head and stepping around Minako to leave.
Minako chuckled before she stepped farther into the room, checking out the damage Healer had done, and then joined Seiya and Taiki.
"Honestly Seiya-chan, you'd better take care of her soon or she's probably going to do that to your head," Minako said, gesturing to the burnt balloons.
"What do you mean, 'take care of her'?" Seiya asked, forehead creasing.
"Oh come on, Seiya-chan...you can't really be that oblivious, can you?" Minako said, winking and then rolling her eyes. "Even if you're that oblivious to Yaten, you can't be that oblivious to yourself. You know how you feel, and you're old enough to act on it properly, so get *to* it, before you drive everyone in this palace crazy!"
She left, but not before reaching out to pat Seiya's ass affectionately, which left Seiya blinking and Taiki blushing.
"Well said," Taiki muttered before she brushed her hands off nervously on her pants and turned around, as though checking her bearings. "I wonder where Ami is just now..."
With that she too disappeared rather abruptly, and Seiya was left to wonder, as usual, what the hell she was missing.
*****
Seiya sighed as she stepped out of the shower and reached for her towel. What a mess. No matter how hard she thought about all of this, she couldn't figure out what it was that everyone was talking about that she wasn't privy to. Of course, it had something to do with Yaten, and the fact that Yaten was so pissed with her. And what had that been last night, when Yaten had seemed so...eager...to make sure Seiya wasn't involved with anyone? Things just kept getting stranger and stranger...
Sometimes when she was confused and felt like letting loose a bit, she would do something that she actually had no particular reason to do since they'd returned from Earth. She would assume her male form, because it was comfortable, interesting, and pathetically easy to masturbate. She decided to do so now and see if anything new occurred to her with the change of scenery---or genitalia, whichever seemed more significant at the time.
Seiya let out a breath as he finished drying himself off and wandered out into his bedroom, tossing the towel aside and stopping to eye himself in front of his full-length mirror. He cut an impressive figure of a man, if he did say so himself...not that he had much experience with other naked men, of course. But that really wasn't what he wanted to think about at that moment. He wanted to think about Yaten, and the strange goings-on lately.
Well, if Yaten---and everyone else, it seemed---was being honest, the problem lay with him, and had something to do with her. So he decided that perhaps the best place to start was with doing a sort of outline or brainstorm of thoughts about Yaten. He pulled over a chair, uncaring of his nakedness, and sat down in front of the mirror, peering at himself honestly as he started to talk out loud.
"Well, Yaten is...one of my best friends, of course," he began, resting his arms on the back of the chair he'd straddled. His chin came to rest against his arms as he tilted his head thoughtfully. "I've known her practically all my life and I don't know what I'd do without her...no matter how horribly she treats me sometimes. And the truth is, I know she only does this kind of thing when she's in one of her moods or when she *wants* something, so that's why I've got to figure this out."
There; that had helped, to remind himself of that out loud, so he nodded, pleased with his progress so far, and continued.
"What do I think of her beyond that? Well...she's beautiful, of course. I mean, she's like a *goddess*...her hair, her eyes, her little body...and she has the greatest legs...and her breasts are the most perfect shape; they just make you want to put your hands..." He trailed off, placing a hand thoughtfully against his lips. "Well, I'm probably getting off topic. Anyway, as for her personality...well, of course she's snobby, opinionated and cranky...but that's just how she is and I still love her for it. Heck, most of the time I find it really cute. Most of time I like the way she rags on me. It's almost like her way of being flirtatious, like how boys will pick the most on the girls they really like."
He laughed out loud at that, then silenced as he stared at himself for a moment in the mirror.
"Yeah, actually, it kind of is like that," he said, scratching his head. "Hm...well, anyway, altogether I know that if anything happened to her and she wasn't around anymore, I'd be...WHOA!"
He cut himself abruptly as he glanced downward and suddenly noticed the raging hard-on that had at some point popped up in his lap.
"Wow!" he said, staring at it wide-eyed, wondering how he'd missed its initial stages. He guessed he'd been so preoccupied with higher thought that he'd been ignoring his lower body. He turned to glance at the mirror. "Now how did that happen...?"
Instantly a thought flashed into his mind, so clear that it couldn't be denied---a thought about *Yaten*, in all her cuteness and bitchiness; the mental image of her was flashing him a grin and flipping him her raised middle finger at once.
"Wow," he whispered again, and then he turned when he heard the sound of a footstep behind him. His jaw dropped open when he saw Yaten, the real Yaten, standing behind him in the shadows of his room.
She didn't speak, her eyes simply resting on him, her arms folded casually over her chest, so he finally swallowed and turned slightly towards her.
"Hey, Yaten...um...I think I might have done some personal growth just now," he said with a somewhat sheepish grin.
Her eyes flickered with something which might have been amusement or irritation, and he fought the urge to cringe as her eyes quite obviously swept down his body, taking in his entire physical state.
"A hard-on doesn't count as personal growth, Seiya," she said evenly after a moment's silence, and then he did cringe.
"No, I meant...I think I might have figured the problem out," he said, and he gingerly got to his feet, putting the chair aside and taking a step towards her. She didn't move, her gaze remaining steady on his face.
"Good for you. Would you like a medal?" she said, and he felt his enthusiasm---among other things---die down a bit.
"You seem pretty ambivalent about it," he said, his tone questioning.
"Ambivalent? Well...yes and no," she said, lips finally curving upward slightly, and he felt his cheek twitch a bit before he took another step towards her, and then another, until they were standing what would have been face-to-face, had they been the same height. As it was she was looking at his chest, evidently unwilling to lift her head to meet his eyes.
"You also seem tense," he said, his voice softening as he brought up his hands and gently placed them on her shoulders. He felt the slight shiver that moved through her body and fought the urge to tremble himself, unable to believe that this was actually happening.
"I'm not tense," she retorted, closing her eyes and taking a breath. "Just terribly, terribly alert."
He couldn't help but laugh at that, his fingers rubbing gentle circles against her shoulders, which she accepted in silence for no more than a moment before she shrugged off his touch.
"Back off, would you? You're in my aura," she said, glancing up at him, her gaze somewhat heated, and he blinked, watching as she turned and started to walk away.
"Don't think now that you've finally taken a clue it's going to be *that* easy," she said, turning back and wagging a finger at him, complete with a relentless smirk. "And besides...I have a party to attend."
With that, she left, hips swaying on her way out.
Right...he thought, a bit blearily. The party. Oh crap...time for another shower. A *really* cold one, this time.
*****
When Seiya walked into the ballroom an hour later, hands nervously smoothing down her navy blue miniskirt, she instantly let out a sigh of relief, seeing the green and blue balloons and streamers that now decorated the space.
"Thank the gods you managed to get the real ones here in time," Seiya said as she joined Taiki at the punch table, watching uneasily as Minako trolled around, some kind of suspicious looking bottle clutched in her arms.
"Yes, well, once I had some sex---I mean some motivation, it was easy enough," Taiki said, glancing around at the other guests. Beside her, Ami coughed and turned bright red but said nothing.
"Thanks, Taiki...I owe you one," Seiya said, patting her tall friend on the shoulder before she started up towards the stage to check with the band. On the way she passed Setsuna and Hotaru, the older of whom seemed to be prematurely drunk.
"Yes, that's right...replaced every last one of 'em," Setsuna was saying between hiccups. "Bright pink and yellow...can you imagine!? Haha. Haha."
Seiya's face twisted into its standard 'WTF!?' look as she quickly moved as far away from the Guardian of Time and her dull, two-syllable laugh as she could.
After checking with the band and ensuring that nothing too out of the ordinary would be occurring that night---"And absolutely do *not* take any requests from *any* of the blonde Sol senshi, no matter how much they beg you," Seiya had commanded the musicians, on pain of their lives---Seiya started her way back across the ballroom, glancing at the clock and noticing that it was almost time for the party to get started. Guests were starting to pour in in earnest now.
At exactly the time they had set for the party to begin, Usagi and Mamoru entered, arm in arm and dressed extremely fancily, which wasn't exactly the idea of this gala, but oh well...whatever. They joined the rest of the solar system senshi, and when the band started to play, all of them found partners and made their way out onto the dance floor. Fifteen minutes after that, at a time when Seiya supposed it was probably 'fashionably late' or something strange like that, Yaten arrived, escorted on the arm of Kakyuu. Everyone turned and cheered for the birthday girl, who smiled and bowed before she left her queen's side and moved over to get herself a glass of punch.
"Happy birthday Yaten-chan!" Minako said with a little giggle as she gave Yaten an impromptu hug and then clinked glasses with her. "I hope you get all the presents you want."
Yaten raised an eyebrow at Minako, who smiled innocently and watched as Yaten sipped at her punch.
"I'm sure I will, no thanks to you," Yaten said firmly, and Minako chuckled.
"Oh, I don't know about that..." she said coyly, running a finger seductively along the lip of her glass.
"I do," Yaten said bluntly. "I know you spiked the punch, Minako-chan, and I don't need the help."
Minako blinked and then pouted prettily.
"You're really a bitch, Yaten-chan, you know that?" she said, batting her eyelashes at Yaten, who blinked back at her, unaffected.
"You say I'm a bitch like it's a bad thing...?" Yaten said questioningly, which caused Minako to lose what little acting ability she had left; she started to giggle helplessly, clutching her stomach with the hand that wasn't holding her drink.
"Oops...here comes trouble," Minako said before she ducked her head, and Yaten turned just in time to see Seiya heading her way, looking purposeful.
"Oh for the love of..." Yaten muttered before she downed the rest of her punch and placed the glass down, turning to face the coming 'trouble' head on.
"Want any assistance in this area?" Minako asked generously. "After all, I *am* the Goddess of Love..."
Yaten hissed as she spun and glared at Minako. She had already successfully forgotten the blonde's presence, and was displeased to have been reminded of it.
"You!!" she snapped, making a shooing gesture with both hands. "Off my planet!!"
Minako giggled again, but this time she did leave, prancing away somewhat drunkenly towards where Taiki and Ami were dancing, draped shamelessly all over each other.
By the time Seiya reached her, Yaten was standing impatiently with her hands on her hips.
"Yaten," Seiya acknowledged her with a nod of her head. She felt unusually breathless for some reason. She looked Yaten over, duly impressed by Yaten's dress, a spaghetti-strapped, mini-skirted number in a vivid green that matched her eyes. "You look...incredible. Really beautiful."
"Thank you," Yaten said evenly, also glancing over Seiya, taking in the blue tank top and miniskirt, and then the messy hairdo, obviously thrown together in a couple of seconds. Yaten lifted an eyebrow. "You look like shit. Is that the style now?"
Seiya lifted a hand self-consciously to her hair and ran her fingers through it until she felt like the curls had to be more in place than they were before.
"Sorry...I kind of had to rush to get here in time," she mumbled, embarrassed.
"Obviously," Yaten said, and then she rolled her eyes. Honestly, if she left this up to Seiya, it was going to take *forever*. "Come on...let's go."
"Go...where?" Seiya asked as Yaten took her hand and started to drag her away from the table.
"To dance, of course, you pillock!" Yaten shouted back at her as they entered the throng of people on the dance floor and it became hard to hear. Once people realized who they were, a path started clearing and they made it to the middle, only to stop. Yaten turned to Seiya expectantly, and Seiya swallowed before dropping her hands to rest on Yaten's waist. Yaten wrapped her arms around Seiya's neck and they started to dance, moving in time to the music, their hips moving together, the movements getting easier as their bodies grew used to the rhythm.
After a few minutes of this Seiya was breathing heavily and she leaned down, her mouth against Yaten's ear.
"Are you deliberately trying to torture me? I get it now, okay? I get it," she said, and she listened as Yaten chuckled, a surprisingly gentle chuckle considering her mood of late.
"It's about time," Yaten said, and Seiya trembled when Yaten leaned close to her and nipped at her neck. "You really are a dumbass, you know that?"
"I get that feeling, yeah," Seiya said, closing her eyes in order to enjoy the sensation of Yaten rocking against her even more. Yaten smelled incredible; she buried her face in Yaten's neck and inhaled as much of that fantastic scent as she could. "How long has this been...?"
"How long have I wanted you, or how long have you wanted me?" Yaten asked, and Seiya winced before laughing quietly. "Let's see...I've wanted you for a couple of years now, although it's really only become pressing in the last year or so...and you've wanted me, really since we were children, but then, you look at everything with legs..."
"Hey," Seiya protested, leaning back to meet Yaten's eyes, only to find them sparkling with mischief.
"...but you've only *really* wanted me for the last year or so," Yaten continued, and when Seiya arched an eyebrow, Yaten smirked. "How could I tell when you couldn't? For one thing, I'm an empath...I could feel your arousal plain as day. And for another, whether you noticed it or not, you were trying to cop a feel about twice as often as usual. I knew something was up...so to speak."
Seiya sighed, leaning her forehead against Yaten's shoulder again.
"I wish you'd said something earlier," she said, wrapping her arms around Yaten's waist to pull her a little closer. "You really put me through hell the last couple of days, you know."
"Nothing like the hell you've been putting me through," Yaten said simply. "I wanted you to have a taste of your own medicine. Maybe a different kind of frustration, but frustration nonetheless..."
Seiya lifted her head again, this time fixing Yaten's gaze with her own, staring deep into her eyes until she was sure that Yaten's heart was entirely in tune with her words. The silence, pregnant with so many meanings, was drawn out so long between them that finally Yaten smiled and lifted a hand to touch Seiya's cheek.
"What is it?"
"Just thinking," Seiya answered, and Yaten snorted softly.
"I know...that's why I was worried. You thinking for that long can never be a good thing," she said, and Seiya frowned at her, making her laugh.
"I was thinking that...maybe it's time we end this frustration," Seiya finished, smiling softly as she leaned down, catching the slight look of surprise in Yaten's eyes in the last second before their lips met.
The kiss was long and soft and sweet, conveying everything the two of them couldn't yet manage in words. Tongues stroked along lips, seeking entrance, and then tangled together in a miniature battle. Seiya's hands clutched Yaten's hips, almost desperately pulling her closer, while Yaten leaned up into the kiss, her arms closing as firmly around Seiya's neck as she dared without choking the younger woman.
When they finally broke away, both of them were breathing hard, cheeks red, lips swollen, eyes heavy with desire as they stared at each other.
"Wow...that was incredible..." Seiya murmured, adding in what she hoped was a meaningful pause, but Yaten, evidently still feeling impish, couldn't seem to help but take advantage of it.
"Don't worry; I forgot your name too," she said with a little grin, and Seiya chuckled, her fingers rubbing lightly against Yaten's hips.
"Um...what do you say we...get out of here for a little while?" Seiya suggested, gesturing with her head vaguely towards the doors. She watched, a bit confused, as Yaten glanced over her shoulder.
Yaten turned around until she spotted the couple she was looking for, and smiled a smile of pure satisfaction when she saw them excuse themselves and start towards the doors.
"Sure...let's do that," she said, trying not to smirk too evilly as she thought of her wonderful revenge. Seiya looked at her oddly but wrapped an arm around her shoulders, starting to lead her off the dance floor.
They had *just* left the room when all hell broke loose. Just when the band started playing a high tempo swing number, the net on the ceiling was let loose and a lot of balloons came floating down from the sky. Taiki, who was by then what Haruka had delicately called 'three sheets to the fuckin' wind', started running around shouting frantically about how the sky was falling, and unfortunately a lot of the other guests, who had also imbibed copious amounts of the punch, believed her. Within moments the ballroom was full of people trampling other people as they struggled to get away from the 'falling sky'. Haruka and Michiru just barely managed to tie Setsuna down and keep her from stopping time to avert the monumental disaster. Hotaru offered to destroy the planet, and seemed mildly peeved when she was told to go sit in a corner by herself.
Minako, for her part, stood off to one side, observing the hullabaloo with a pleased smile on her face.
"Chaos, panic and disorder...my work here is done!" she said with a giggle.
*****
Seiya followed Yaten down the halls and into her private rooms, trying to calm the racing of her heart as she thought about what was to come. Once they were inside Yaten's living room, their shoes left at the door, Yaten held up a hand.
"Just wait a minute, would you?" Yaten said, and she started back towards the door.
Unable to help her curiosity, Seiya followed her, wondering what she was going to do. She watched as Yaten fetched a paper and a big marker, scribbled something on the paper, and taped it onto the outside of her door. Seiya craned her neck to see the sign, then laughed when she could finally make out the writing. It read, 'Don't bother me, I'm living happily ever after.'
Yaten shut the door and locked it, then turned to give Seiya a somewhat brazen grin.
"Now...where were we?" she said, moving her eyes up and down Seiya's body. Seiya fought the urge to shiver and stepped forward, cupping Yaten's cheeks in her hands as she leaned down and kissed her newfound lover, moaning softly at the way Yaten sank easily into the kiss, wrapping her arms around Seiya's waist. Within moments they were stumbling across the room, trying not to break the kiss as they backed towards Yaten's bedroom. Yaten's hands were fumbling with Seiya's shirt, trying to lift it away, and Seiya's hands were under Yaten's skirt, restlessly rubbing at her hips, low moans escaping Seiya's lips every time Yaten rocked her pelvis firmly up against the taller woman's.
"*Gods* am I a dumbass," Seiya gasped, burying her face in Yaten's neck, leaning down to nibble at Yaten's exposed collarbone. "That I could have had *this* and I've been oblivious to it all along..."
Yaten chuckled, continuing to press backwards until they were finally in her bedroom, and then Seiya was pressed up against her bed. They continued to kiss for a few minutes, hands traveling each other's bodies, until Yaten reluctantly pulled away.
"Come on...let's take this where it belongs," she said, gesturing with her chin towards the bed, and Seiya smirked and waggled her eyebrows, then watched as Yaten shimmied out of her dress and hopped up onto the bed. Seiya bit her lip to keep herself from groaning aloud at the tantalizing pale flesh that was exposed to her view, stopped long enough to take off her own skirt and toss aside her shirt, and then climbed up to join the smaller woman. Yaten was already lying on her back, arms draped above her head, eyebrows lifted as she smiled up at Seiya challengingly. Seiya grinned down at her before looking down, surveying the petite, incredible body below her.
"Hm...where to start..." she mused out loud before she bent down and nuzzled her head against Yaten's bare chest, saying a brief thanks to the powers that be that there was no bra in the way. She continued to nuzzle her nose and forehead along the curves of Yaten's small, pert breasts until she could hear Yaten's breath speeding up, and she knew Yaten was starting to get impatient. Smiling a bit to herself, Seiya finally moved over to the right breast and, licking her lips, darted out her tongue to circle once gently around the rosy pink nipple. She felt Yaten tense against her and then let out a breath, a low moan rumbling against the back of her throat. Seiya took this as encouragement and pressed closer, closing her lips around the nipple and suckling, then deciding to dare even further as she brought her teeth into play, nibbling gently on the hardened flesh. Yaten groaned and her hands came up to clutch at Seiya's hair, so Seiya grinned. Oh yeah.
She was midway through giving the same treatment to the other nipple when she started to hear something odd from the room just across the wall from them. She stopped, lifting her head and listening a little more closely, and she heard Yaten groan, this time with unmistakable irritation. After a second, Seiya's face cleared of confusion, her expression instead becoming a combination of disgust and fascination as she listened to what was going on on the other side of the wall.
"Oh, Mamo-chan!!!"
"Oh, Usako!!!"
"Oh...oh...yes, just like that, Mamo-chan!! I love it like that!!"
"I'm close, Usako...so close!!"
"Erk...Mamo-chan, that's the wrong hole again!!"
Seiya just barely managed to clamp down the loud burst of laughter that built up in her throat by slamming her face into the pillow next to Yaten's head.
"Oh my gods!" she whispered, turning her head until she met Yaten's eyes. Yaten looked just as chagrined as she might have expected. "Does this happen every night!?"
"Ever since they got here," Yaten muttered, rolling her eyes, and Seiya snorted, trying desperately to keep her composure.
"That's so...oh gods..." she whispered, her eyes tearing up. "No wonder you've been so much worse than usual. And does he do...*that*...often!?"
She was referring of course to the last thing they'd heard from the other room.
"Absolutely every time," Yaten said, rolling her eyes again, but this time her lips twitched, revealing her own amusement. "I think perhaps our dearest prince is hiding something from his fiancée..."
"Oh shit!" Seiya whispered hoarsely before she totally lost it, giggling helplessly into the pillow. She didn't feel too bad, though, because she felt Yaten laughing just as hard next to her, the two of them shaking with mirth as they held each other.
After a moment, it didn't seem so funny anymore---after all, they were still pressed against each other, and nothing had been resolved. The molten heat was still there between them, waiting for a conclusion. Seiya's leg was between Yaten's, just barely brushing against her sex, teasing her, and Yaten was breathing hard, staring at Seiya as Seiya leaned over her, looking down into Yaten's face.
"You know I love you?" Seiya asked, her blue eyes soft and genuinely curious.
Yaten nodded, for a moment seeming unable to speak. Her hand came up to stroke the back of Seiya's neck, fingers playing in the soft curls at the nape.
"And I you," she murmured, her voice thick, and Seiya grinned, leaning down to give Yaten a kiss on the mouth before she dragged her lips slowly down the smaller woman's neck and back to her breasts. She made short work of them this time, although she did continue to massage them gently with her warm hands after her mouth moved on to Yaten's stomach, her tongue teasing cautiously into Yaten's bellybutton. She smirked when Yaten bucked a bit, ticklish. Seiya grinned, taking her hands back for balance as she moved down farther and nuzzled against Yaten's thighs, then darted out her tongue, licking and kissing her way along Yaten's inner thighs. Yaten shivered and sighed, her hands back in Seiya's hair, encouraging her to continue.
After she had thoroughly explored Yaten's thighs, Seiya lifted her head and considered her options, and finally decided that it was time to get moving. Grinning to herself in anticipation, she lifted her hands to the waist of Yaten's panties and pulled them down off of Yaten's hips. She turned away as she drew them off and tossed them away, then turned back slowly, allowing herself a slow, entirely voyeuristic look. She was not at all disappointed. In fact, she was so impressed she immediately put her hands to Yaten's shins and pushed, encouraging the older woman to bend her knees, and when that was done, she hooked her arms under Yaten's thighs and bent down, eager for a taste.
Yaten moaned out loud when she first felt Seiya's mouth on her, tongue and lips just as eager and exploratory as they had been everywhere else on her body. By this point in the process, Yaten's body was starting to feel like a wound spring, about to snap, and she had decided it was about time for the revenge to start, while she was feeling in the mood for it and still had just enough intellectual thought to achieve it.
She cleared her throat quietly before she opened her eyes, rolled them one last time to herself, then smiled and decided there was no time like the present. As though on cue, Seiya chose that particular moment to finally swirl her tongue around Yaten's clitoris, causing an explosion of sensation through Yaten's body, and Yaten moaned, then reminded herself of her purpose.
"Oh...ohhh, Seiya!!!" she shouted, as loud as she could. She almost laughed out loud, which probably would have spoiled everything, when Seiya's head shot up from between her legs, the look on her face an utterly priceless 'What the...!?'.
Yaten grinned at her lover and chucked a thumb at the wall behind her head, waggling her eyebrows suggestively, and after no more than a couple of seconds, Seiya seemed to take the idea and she quickly ducked her head to hide the laugh that burst out of her mouth.
"Oh gods, you're bad," Seiya whispered, lifting her head again and giving Yaten a look that said she was very impressed with Yaten's scheming.
"They deserve it," Yaten hissed back. "Now come on, Seiya...work with me."
"Happy to," Seiya chirped before she bent back to her task. She started to plunge her tongue in and out of Yaten suggestively, occasionally stopping to lavish attention on the little bundle of nerves above, and as much as Yaten was enjoying the actual attention, she also made sure not to slack off on her job.
"Ohhhh, Seiya!!!" she cried out, slamming her hand as hard as she dared back against the headboard for good measure. "Yes, just like that...ohhh, yeah!! Give it to me, Seiya!!!"
The only problem, of course, was that Seiya nearly choked a few times; it was difficult to go down on someone and laugh at the same time. By the time she'd been smacked upside the head the third time she finally learned to contain the urge to giggle.
"Oh yeah Seiya, right THERE!!" Yaten yelled before she had to smack a hand over her mouth to stop her own relentless chuckles, partly from genuine amusement and partly from the somewhat ticklish sensation of the orgasm that was steadily building up within her. She was sure it would have hit her already if she hadn't been fooling around the way she was.
"Let's take this up a notch, shall we?" Seiya suggested with a grin, and Yaten smirked as Seiya slid up beside her, a hand working its way between her legs. Yaten gasped softly as she felt one finger penetrate her, wiggling its way inside and then pausing, allowing her time to adjust before a second finger joined the first.
"Ohhhhhh yeahhhh," Yaten moaned, only partly pretending, and Seiya snickered in her ear.
"That's right, Yaten," she said loudly, kissing Yaten's temple. "Yeah...show me the *sex*."
Yaten snorted so loudly she had to turn and bury her face in Seiya's neck.
"You dorkwad..." she said between her giggles as Seiya sniggered and worked a third finger in with the first two. Yaten arched against the penetration, groaning before raising her voice. "Mm...that's good..."
"Oh yeah, you know it is," Seiya said, nodding, finally starting to really get into her role. "Do it for me Yaten...oh yeah...come on...I want to see you *come*."
"That's good...keep it up," Yaten whispered against her ear, pulling her closer, her arms wrapping around Seiya's neck.
"Oh I can keep it up *all night long*, baby," Seiya shouted raunchily, and Yaten couldn't speak for several seconds, she was laughing so hard against Seiya's neck.
"Seriously though...I...I..." Yaten started to whisper against Seiya's neck, as she arched herself closer to the other woman's chest.
"You...?" Seiya murmured lovingly against Yaten's hair, and then she blinked as she felt Yaten stiffen against her. Then the smaller woman moaned loudly and thrust down a couple of times against Seiya's fingers before stilling.
"Mm..." Yaten murmured, nuzzling her nose gently against Seiya's chin. "That was really good..."
She lifted her head and raised her voice.
"The best I've ever had," she shouted, and Seiya chuckled.
"You were beautiful," she said softly, leaning over to kiss Yaten's temple, and Yaten smiled, running a hand through Seiya's hair. Their eyes met and for a moment they just stared at each other, until Seiya couldn't help but laugh, reaching out to ruffle Yaten's hair, which got her a mild glare. Seiya grinned and stroked Yaten's cheek. "I love you, Yaten. Happy birthday."
"I love you too," Yaten whispered, leaning down to claim a kiss from the woman she had finally managed to make her lover. Then she opened her eyes, smirked, and rolled over onto her back, snickering deviously to herself.
"Happy birthday to me."
*****
I can't quite understand you
What should I do?
I don't have enough data to put together what I know
Love love love
As of now the courage I had is in pieces
"Let's hold these desires"
This and that let's boldly try everything
Nobody else knows the answer
*****
THE END
Happy birthday Steph!! *throws confetti* ;P
Date Finished: September 8th, 2004
Classification: Romance, Humor
Pairing: Seiya/Yaten, references to Taiki/Ami, Mamoru/Usagi, Haruka/Michiru
Rating: NC-17
Note: Second successful SmutJar!Fic.* I also used a longer challenge (too long to fit in the SmutJar) to create this story, which involved trying to fit 36 "Things You'd Say When You're Having a Bad Day" into the story. I didn't manage to use all of them (I just couldn't get some of them to work for a Sailor Stars story), but I *did* use 31 out of 36. Kudos to those who can pick out my own sarcasm from the lines ripped straight from the challenge.
Vivid
By Elsewhere
elsewherecw@shaw.ca
All other information in Part One.
Part Three: "Let's hold these desires..."
Glossary:
henshin - transformation
ne - an all-purpose word to get someone's attention or seek confirmation
*****
"Please!! God, give me wings"
This time I'll skim over you, take you to a far away place
Flickering
Just the two of us on our own island, forever love
Love love love
Because what I'm wanting to hear from your throat is
We'll do as much as these hands can do
"Our hopes start here..."
*****
The next morning proved to be almost as frustrating as the previous evening. Seiya was standing in the palace's enormous ballroom, staring at the streamers and balloons that had been put up all over the place.
"What...the hell!?" she shouted finally, throwing her hands in the air.
"Yes, yes...errors have been made; others will be blamed, I assure you," Taiki said, coming up beside her, also looking extremely pissed off.
"What...happened!?" Seiya yelled, eyebrows twitching as she stared at the neon pink and yellow decorations around them.
"We're not entirely sure," Taiki said, turning to look around. "There has been speculation, however, that perhaps a sabotage of some type was involved."
At just that moment, Yaten walked into the room, and the moment she did so, she started to laugh, a hand clutching her stomach as she stared around her.
"Oh, beautiful job...my favorite colors," she said, lips twitching as she joined her two taller companions.
"Yes, we're aware of the difficulties with the current arrangement," Taiki said calmly, to which Yaten snorted.
"Difficulties? This sucks, Taiki."
"I wouldn't go that far," Seiya said with a frown.
"Oh? And your cry-baby, whiny-assed opinion would be...?" Yaten asked, turning to lift her eyebrows at Seiya, who glared back at her.
"I can see you rolled out of the wrong side of the bed yet *again*," Seiya said dryly, to which Yaten smiled sweetly before she turned.
"Hm, now what can we do about this? Oh, I have a fun idea!"
Before either of her companions could react or stop her, she had achieved henshin and was powering up her main attack.
"Star Sensitive INFERNO!!"
A whole row of balloons blasted away from the wall, but she neatly managed to avoid taking any chunks out of the wall itself.
Seiya lowered her hands from where she'd been protecting her head and raised her voice.
"Are you crazy!?" she shouted.
"No, I'm not crazy," Healer said as she rolled her shoulders, turning to smile at her friends, both of whom stared at her as though she'd finally totally gone off the deep end. "I've just been in a very bad mood for twenty-one years. That felt *good*."
Seiya stalked up to Yaten just as she powered down her henshin and shook her by the shoulders.
"Would you stop it!?" Seiya yelled. "You're getting absolutely scary, Yaten!! And on your birthday, nonetheless! Think of all the people who came here to be with you today!"
"Do I look like a fucking *people person*, Seiya!?" Yaten snapped back, shrugging Seiya's hands off her shoulders before glaring up into Seiya's face.
"You know what? Grow up!" Seiya hissed, waving her hand impatiently in the air between the two of them. "I still have no idea what your problem is, but you'd better get over it and *soon*. It's starting to seriously piss me off."
"No Seiya, *you* grow up," Yaten said, pointing her finger directly at Seiya's nose and watching with some satisfaction as Seiya went cross-eyed for a couple of seconds. "Practice random acts of intelligence and senseless acts of self-control, for instance."
She started to walk away, but pulled up short when Minako suddenly walked through the door, looking around cautiously.
"I thought I heard attack phrases," Minako said, and then she took in Yaten's apparent state of mind in a glance and nodded knowingly. "Ah, I see. Still no sex and revenge and all of that, ne?"
Yaten stared at her for a moment.
"Do they ever *shut up* on your planet?" she said finally before shaking her head and stepping around Minako to leave.
Minako chuckled before she stepped farther into the room, checking out the damage Healer had done, and then joined Seiya and Taiki.
"Honestly Seiya-chan, you'd better take care of her soon or she's probably going to do that to your head," Minako said, gesturing to the burnt balloons.
"What do you mean, 'take care of her'?" Seiya asked, forehead creasing.
"Oh come on, Seiya-chan...you can't really be that oblivious, can you?" Minako said, winking and then rolling her eyes. "Even if you're that oblivious to Yaten, you can't be that oblivious to yourself. You know how you feel, and you're old enough to act on it properly, so get *to* it, before you drive everyone in this palace crazy!"
She left, but not before reaching out to pat Seiya's ass affectionately, which left Seiya blinking and Taiki blushing.
"Well said," Taiki muttered before she brushed her hands off nervously on her pants and turned around, as though checking her bearings. "I wonder where Ami is just now..."
With that she too disappeared rather abruptly, and Seiya was left to wonder, as usual, what the hell she was missing.
*****
Seiya sighed as she stepped out of the shower and reached for her towel. What a mess. No matter how hard she thought about all of this, she couldn't figure out what it was that everyone was talking about that she wasn't privy to. Of course, it had something to do with Yaten, and the fact that Yaten was so pissed with her. And what had that been last night, when Yaten had seemed so...eager...to make sure Seiya wasn't involved with anyone? Things just kept getting stranger and stranger...
Sometimes when she was confused and felt like letting loose a bit, she would do something that she actually had no particular reason to do since they'd returned from Earth. She would assume her male form, because it was comfortable, interesting, and pathetically easy to masturbate. She decided to do so now and see if anything new occurred to her with the change of scenery---or genitalia, whichever seemed more significant at the time.
Seiya let out a breath as he finished drying himself off and wandered out into his bedroom, tossing the towel aside and stopping to eye himself in front of his full-length mirror. He cut an impressive figure of a man, if he did say so himself...not that he had much experience with other naked men, of course. But that really wasn't what he wanted to think about at that moment. He wanted to think about Yaten, and the strange goings-on lately.
Well, if Yaten---and everyone else, it seemed---was being honest, the problem lay with him, and had something to do with her. So he decided that perhaps the best place to start was with doing a sort of outline or brainstorm of thoughts about Yaten. He pulled over a chair, uncaring of his nakedness, and sat down in front of the mirror, peering at himself honestly as he started to talk out loud.
"Well, Yaten is...one of my best friends, of course," he began, resting his arms on the back of the chair he'd straddled. His chin came to rest against his arms as he tilted his head thoughtfully. "I've known her practically all my life and I don't know what I'd do without her...no matter how horribly she treats me sometimes. And the truth is, I know she only does this kind of thing when she's in one of her moods or when she *wants* something, so that's why I've got to figure this out."
There; that had helped, to remind himself of that out loud, so he nodded, pleased with his progress so far, and continued.
"What do I think of her beyond that? Well...she's beautiful, of course. I mean, she's like a *goddess*...her hair, her eyes, her little body...and she has the greatest legs...and her breasts are the most perfect shape; they just make you want to put your hands..." He trailed off, placing a hand thoughtfully against his lips. "Well, I'm probably getting off topic. Anyway, as for her personality...well, of course she's snobby, opinionated and cranky...but that's just how she is and I still love her for it. Heck, most of the time I find it really cute. Most of time I like the way she rags on me. It's almost like her way of being flirtatious, like how boys will pick the most on the girls they really like."
He laughed out loud at that, then silenced as he stared at himself for a moment in the mirror.
"Yeah, actually, it kind of is like that," he said, scratching his head. "Hm...well, anyway, altogether I know that if anything happened to her and she wasn't around anymore, I'd be...WHOA!"
He cut himself abruptly as he glanced downward and suddenly noticed the raging hard-on that had at some point popped up in his lap.
"Wow!" he said, staring at it wide-eyed, wondering how he'd missed its initial stages. He guessed he'd been so preoccupied with higher thought that he'd been ignoring his lower body. He turned to glance at the mirror. "Now how did that happen...?"
Instantly a thought flashed into his mind, so clear that it couldn't be denied---a thought about *Yaten*, in all her cuteness and bitchiness; the mental image of her was flashing him a grin and flipping him her raised middle finger at once.
"Wow," he whispered again, and then he turned when he heard the sound of a footstep behind him. His jaw dropped open when he saw Yaten, the real Yaten, standing behind him in the shadows of his room.
She didn't speak, her eyes simply resting on him, her arms folded casually over her chest, so he finally swallowed and turned slightly towards her.
"Hey, Yaten...um...I think I might have done some personal growth just now," he said with a somewhat sheepish grin.
Her eyes flickered with something which might have been amusement or irritation, and he fought the urge to cringe as her eyes quite obviously swept down his body, taking in his entire physical state.
"A hard-on doesn't count as personal growth, Seiya," she said evenly after a moment's silence, and then he did cringe.
"No, I meant...I think I might have figured the problem out," he said, and he gingerly got to his feet, putting the chair aside and taking a step towards her. She didn't move, her gaze remaining steady on his face.
"Good for you. Would you like a medal?" she said, and he felt his enthusiasm---among other things---die down a bit.
"You seem pretty ambivalent about it," he said, his tone questioning.
"Ambivalent? Well...yes and no," she said, lips finally curving upward slightly, and he felt his cheek twitch a bit before he took another step towards her, and then another, until they were standing what would have been face-to-face, had they been the same height. As it was she was looking at his chest, evidently unwilling to lift her head to meet his eyes.
"You also seem tense," he said, his voice softening as he brought up his hands and gently placed them on her shoulders. He felt the slight shiver that moved through her body and fought the urge to tremble himself, unable to believe that this was actually happening.
"I'm not tense," she retorted, closing her eyes and taking a breath. "Just terribly, terribly alert."
He couldn't help but laugh at that, his fingers rubbing gentle circles against her shoulders, which she accepted in silence for no more than a moment before she shrugged off his touch.
"Back off, would you? You're in my aura," she said, glancing up at him, her gaze somewhat heated, and he blinked, watching as she turned and started to walk away.
"Don't think now that you've finally taken a clue it's going to be *that* easy," she said, turning back and wagging a finger at him, complete with a relentless smirk. "And besides...I have a party to attend."
With that, she left, hips swaying on her way out.
Right...he thought, a bit blearily. The party. Oh crap...time for another shower. A *really* cold one, this time.
*****
When Seiya walked into the ballroom an hour later, hands nervously smoothing down her navy blue miniskirt, she instantly let out a sigh of relief, seeing the green and blue balloons and streamers that now decorated the space.
"Thank the gods you managed to get the real ones here in time," Seiya said as she joined Taiki at the punch table, watching uneasily as Minako trolled around, some kind of suspicious looking bottle clutched in her arms.
"Yes, well, once I had some sex---I mean some motivation, it was easy enough," Taiki said, glancing around at the other guests. Beside her, Ami coughed and turned bright red but said nothing.
"Thanks, Taiki...I owe you one," Seiya said, patting her tall friend on the shoulder before she started up towards the stage to check with the band. On the way she passed Setsuna and Hotaru, the older of whom seemed to be prematurely drunk.
"Yes, that's right...replaced every last one of 'em," Setsuna was saying between hiccups. "Bright pink and yellow...can you imagine!? Haha. Haha."
Seiya's face twisted into its standard 'WTF!?' look as she quickly moved as far away from the Guardian of Time and her dull, two-syllable laugh as she could.
After checking with the band and ensuring that nothing too out of the ordinary would be occurring that night---"And absolutely do *not* take any requests from *any* of the blonde Sol senshi, no matter how much they beg you," Seiya had commanded the musicians, on pain of their lives---Seiya started her way back across the ballroom, glancing at the clock and noticing that it was almost time for the party to get started. Guests were starting to pour in in earnest now.
At exactly the time they had set for the party to begin, Usagi and Mamoru entered, arm in arm and dressed extremely fancily, which wasn't exactly the idea of this gala, but oh well...whatever. They joined the rest of the solar system senshi, and when the band started to play, all of them found partners and made their way out onto the dance floor. Fifteen minutes after that, at a time when Seiya supposed it was probably 'fashionably late' or something strange like that, Yaten arrived, escorted on the arm of Kakyuu. Everyone turned and cheered for the birthday girl, who smiled and bowed before she left her queen's side and moved over to get herself a glass of punch.
"Happy birthday Yaten-chan!" Minako said with a little giggle as she gave Yaten an impromptu hug and then clinked glasses with her. "I hope you get all the presents you want."
Yaten raised an eyebrow at Minako, who smiled innocently and watched as Yaten sipped at her punch.
"I'm sure I will, no thanks to you," Yaten said firmly, and Minako chuckled.
"Oh, I don't know about that..." she said coyly, running a finger seductively along the lip of her glass.
"I do," Yaten said bluntly. "I know you spiked the punch, Minako-chan, and I don't need the help."
Minako blinked and then pouted prettily.
"You're really a bitch, Yaten-chan, you know that?" she said, batting her eyelashes at Yaten, who blinked back at her, unaffected.
"You say I'm a bitch like it's a bad thing...?" Yaten said questioningly, which caused Minako to lose what little acting ability she had left; she started to giggle helplessly, clutching her stomach with the hand that wasn't holding her drink.
"Oops...here comes trouble," Minako said before she ducked her head, and Yaten turned just in time to see Seiya heading her way, looking purposeful.
"Oh for the love of..." Yaten muttered before she downed the rest of her punch and placed the glass down, turning to face the coming 'trouble' head on.
"Want any assistance in this area?" Minako asked generously. "After all, I *am* the Goddess of Love..."
Yaten hissed as she spun and glared at Minako. She had already successfully forgotten the blonde's presence, and was displeased to have been reminded of it.
"You!!" she snapped, making a shooing gesture with both hands. "Off my planet!!"
Minako giggled again, but this time she did leave, prancing away somewhat drunkenly towards where Taiki and Ami were dancing, draped shamelessly all over each other.
By the time Seiya reached her, Yaten was standing impatiently with her hands on her hips.
"Yaten," Seiya acknowledged her with a nod of her head. She felt unusually breathless for some reason. She looked Yaten over, duly impressed by Yaten's dress, a spaghetti-strapped, mini-skirted number in a vivid green that matched her eyes. "You look...incredible. Really beautiful."
"Thank you," Yaten said evenly, also glancing over Seiya, taking in the blue tank top and miniskirt, and then the messy hairdo, obviously thrown together in a couple of seconds. Yaten lifted an eyebrow. "You look like shit. Is that the style now?"
Seiya lifted a hand self-consciously to her hair and ran her fingers through it until she felt like the curls had to be more in place than they were before.
"Sorry...I kind of had to rush to get here in time," she mumbled, embarrassed.
"Obviously," Yaten said, and then she rolled her eyes. Honestly, if she left this up to Seiya, it was going to take *forever*. "Come on...let's go."
"Go...where?" Seiya asked as Yaten took her hand and started to drag her away from the table.
"To dance, of course, you pillock!" Yaten shouted back at her as they entered the throng of people on the dance floor and it became hard to hear. Once people realized who they were, a path started clearing and they made it to the middle, only to stop. Yaten turned to Seiya expectantly, and Seiya swallowed before dropping her hands to rest on Yaten's waist. Yaten wrapped her arms around Seiya's neck and they started to dance, moving in time to the music, their hips moving together, the movements getting easier as their bodies grew used to the rhythm.
After a few minutes of this Seiya was breathing heavily and she leaned down, her mouth against Yaten's ear.
"Are you deliberately trying to torture me? I get it now, okay? I get it," she said, and she listened as Yaten chuckled, a surprisingly gentle chuckle considering her mood of late.
"It's about time," Yaten said, and Seiya trembled when Yaten leaned close to her and nipped at her neck. "You really are a dumbass, you know that?"
"I get that feeling, yeah," Seiya said, closing her eyes in order to enjoy the sensation of Yaten rocking against her even more. Yaten smelled incredible; she buried her face in Yaten's neck and inhaled as much of that fantastic scent as she could. "How long has this been...?"
"How long have I wanted you, or how long have you wanted me?" Yaten asked, and Seiya winced before laughing quietly. "Let's see...I've wanted you for a couple of years now, although it's really only become pressing in the last year or so...and you've wanted me, really since we were children, but then, you look at everything with legs..."
"Hey," Seiya protested, leaning back to meet Yaten's eyes, only to find them sparkling with mischief.
"...but you've only *really* wanted me for the last year or so," Yaten continued, and when Seiya arched an eyebrow, Yaten smirked. "How could I tell when you couldn't? For one thing, I'm an empath...I could feel your arousal plain as day. And for another, whether you noticed it or not, you were trying to cop a feel about twice as often as usual. I knew something was up...so to speak."
Seiya sighed, leaning her forehead against Yaten's shoulder again.
"I wish you'd said something earlier," she said, wrapping her arms around Yaten's waist to pull her a little closer. "You really put me through hell the last couple of days, you know."
"Nothing like the hell you've been putting me through," Yaten said simply. "I wanted you to have a taste of your own medicine. Maybe a different kind of frustration, but frustration nonetheless..."
Seiya lifted her head again, this time fixing Yaten's gaze with her own, staring deep into her eyes until she was sure that Yaten's heart was entirely in tune with her words. The silence, pregnant with so many meanings, was drawn out so long between them that finally Yaten smiled and lifted a hand to touch Seiya's cheek.
"What is it?"
"Just thinking," Seiya answered, and Yaten snorted softly.
"I know...that's why I was worried. You thinking for that long can never be a good thing," she said, and Seiya frowned at her, making her laugh.
"I was thinking that...maybe it's time we end this frustration," Seiya finished, smiling softly as she leaned down, catching the slight look of surprise in Yaten's eyes in the last second before their lips met.
The kiss was long and soft and sweet, conveying everything the two of them couldn't yet manage in words. Tongues stroked along lips, seeking entrance, and then tangled together in a miniature battle. Seiya's hands clutched Yaten's hips, almost desperately pulling her closer, while Yaten leaned up into the kiss, her arms closing as firmly around Seiya's neck as she dared without choking the younger woman.
When they finally broke away, both of them were breathing hard, cheeks red, lips swollen, eyes heavy with desire as they stared at each other.
"Wow...that was incredible..." Seiya murmured, adding in what she hoped was a meaningful pause, but Yaten, evidently still feeling impish, couldn't seem to help but take advantage of it.
"Don't worry; I forgot your name too," she said with a little grin, and Seiya chuckled, her fingers rubbing lightly against Yaten's hips.
"Um...what do you say we...get out of here for a little while?" Seiya suggested, gesturing with her head vaguely towards the doors. She watched, a bit confused, as Yaten glanced over her shoulder.
Yaten turned around until she spotted the couple she was looking for, and smiled a smile of pure satisfaction when she saw them excuse themselves and start towards the doors.
"Sure...let's do that," she said, trying not to smirk too evilly as she thought of her wonderful revenge. Seiya looked at her oddly but wrapped an arm around her shoulders, starting to lead her off the dance floor.
They had *just* left the room when all hell broke loose. Just when the band started playing a high tempo swing number, the net on the ceiling was let loose and a lot of balloons came floating down from the sky. Taiki, who was by then what Haruka had delicately called 'three sheets to the fuckin' wind', started running around shouting frantically about how the sky was falling, and unfortunately a lot of the other guests, who had also imbibed copious amounts of the punch, believed her. Within moments the ballroom was full of people trampling other people as they struggled to get away from the 'falling sky'. Haruka and Michiru just barely managed to tie Setsuna down and keep her from stopping time to avert the monumental disaster. Hotaru offered to destroy the planet, and seemed mildly peeved when she was told to go sit in a corner by herself.
Minako, for her part, stood off to one side, observing the hullabaloo with a pleased smile on her face.
"Chaos, panic and disorder...my work here is done!" she said with a giggle.
*****
Seiya followed Yaten down the halls and into her private rooms, trying to calm the racing of her heart as she thought about what was to come. Once they were inside Yaten's living room, their shoes left at the door, Yaten held up a hand.
"Just wait a minute, would you?" Yaten said, and she started back towards the door.
Unable to help her curiosity, Seiya followed her, wondering what she was going to do. She watched as Yaten fetched a paper and a big marker, scribbled something on the paper, and taped it onto the outside of her door. Seiya craned her neck to see the sign, then laughed when she could finally make out the writing. It read, 'Don't bother me, I'm living happily ever after.'
Yaten shut the door and locked it, then turned to give Seiya a somewhat brazen grin.
"Now...where were we?" she said, moving her eyes up and down Seiya's body. Seiya fought the urge to shiver and stepped forward, cupping Yaten's cheeks in her hands as she leaned down and kissed her newfound lover, moaning softly at the way Yaten sank easily into the kiss, wrapping her arms around Seiya's waist. Within moments they were stumbling across the room, trying not to break the kiss as they backed towards Yaten's bedroom. Yaten's hands were fumbling with Seiya's shirt, trying to lift it away, and Seiya's hands were under Yaten's skirt, restlessly rubbing at her hips, low moans escaping Seiya's lips every time Yaten rocked her pelvis firmly up against the taller woman's.
"*Gods* am I a dumbass," Seiya gasped, burying her face in Yaten's neck, leaning down to nibble at Yaten's exposed collarbone. "That I could have had *this* and I've been oblivious to it all along..."
Yaten chuckled, continuing to press backwards until they were finally in her bedroom, and then Seiya was pressed up against her bed. They continued to kiss for a few minutes, hands traveling each other's bodies, until Yaten reluctantly pulled away.
"Come on...let's take this where it belongs," she said, gesturing with her chin towards the bed, and Seiya smirked and waggled her eyebrows, then watched as Yaten shimmied out of her dress and hopped up onto the bed. Seiya bit her lip to keep herself from groaning aloud at the tantalizing pale flesh that was exposed to her view, stopped long enough to take off her own skirt and toss aside her shirt, and then climbed up to join the smaller woman. Yaten was already lying on her back, arms draped above her head, eyebrows lifted as she smiled up at Seiya challengingly. Seiya grinned down at her before looking down, surveying the petite, incredible body below her.
"Hm...where to start..." she mused out loud before she bent down and nuzzled her head against Yaten's bare chest, saying a brief thanks to the powers that be that there was no bra in the way. She continued to nuzzle her nose and forehead along the curves of Yaten's small, pert breasts until she could hear Yaten's breath speeding up, and she knew Yaten was starting to get impatient. Smiling a bit to herself, Seiya finally moved over to the right breast and, licking her lips, darted out her tongue to circle once gently around the rosy pink nipple. She felt Yaten tense against her and then let out a breath, a low moan rumbling against the back of her throat. Seiya took this as encouragement and pressed closer, closing her lips around the nipple and suckling, then deciding to dare even further as she brought her teeth into play, nibbling gently on the hardened flesh. Yaten groaned and her hands came up to clutch at Seiya's hair, so Seiya grinned. Oh yeah.
She was midway through giving the same treatment to the other nipple when she started to hear something odd from the room just across the wall from them. She stopped, lifting her head and listening a little more closely, and she heard Yaten groan, this time with unmistakable irritation. After a second, Seiya's face cleared of confusion, her expression instead becoming a combination of disgust and fascination as she listened to what was going on on the other side of the wall.
"Oh, Mamo-chan!!!"
"Oh, Usako!!!"
"Oh...oh...yes, just like that, Mamo-chan!! I love it like that!!"
"I'm close, Usako...so close!!"
"Erk...Mamo-chan, that's the wrong hole again!!"
Seiya just barely managed to clamp down the loud burst of laughter that built up in her throat by slamming her face into the pillow next to Yaten's head.
"Oh my gods!" she whispered, turning her head until she met Yaten's eyes. Yaten looked just as chagrined as she might have expected. "Does this happen every night!?"
"Ever since they got here," Yaten muttered, rolling her eyes, and Seiya snorted, trying desperately to keep her composure.
"That's so...oh gods..." she whispered, her eyes tearing up. "No wonder you've been so much worse than usual. And does he do...*that*...often!?"
She was referring of course to the last thing they'd heard from the other room.
"Absolutely every time," Yaten said, rolling her eyes again, but this time her lips twitched, revealing her own amusement. "I think perhaps our dearest prince is hiding something from his fiancée..."
"Oh shit!" Seiya whispered hoarsely before she totally lost it, giggling helplessly into the pillow. She didn't feel too bad, though, because she felt Yaten laughing just as hard next to her, the two of them shaking with mirth as they held each other.
After a moment, it didn't seem so funny anymore---after all, they were still pressed against each other, and nothing had been resolved. The molten heat was still there between them, waiting for a conclusion. Seiya's leg was between Yaten's, just barely brushing against her sex, teasing her, and Yaten was breathing hard, staring at Seiya as Seiya leaned over her, looking down into Yaten's face.
"You know I love you?" Seiya asked, her blue eyes soft and genuinely curious.
Yaten nodded, for a moment seeming unable to speak. Her hand came up to stroke the back of Seiya's neck, fingers playing in the soft curls at the nape.
"And I you," she murmured, her voice thick, and Seiya grinned, leaning down to give Yaten a kiss on the mouth before she dragged her lips slowly down the smaller woman's neck and back to her breasts. She made short work of them this time, although she did continue to massage them gently with her warm hands after her mouth moved on to Yaten's stomach, her tongue teasing cautiously into Yaten's bellybutton. She smirked when Yaten bucked a bit, ticklish. Seiya grinned, taking her hands back for balance as she moved down farther and nuzzled against Yaten's thighs, then darted out her tongue, licking and kissing her way along Yaten's inner thighs. Yaten shivered and sighed, her hands back in Seiya's hair, encouraging her to continue.
After she had thoroughly explored Yaten's thighs, Seiya lifted her head and considered her options, and finally decided that it was time to get moving. Grinning to herself in anticipation, she lifted her hands to the waist of Yaten's panties and pulled them down off of Yaten's hips. She turned away as she drew them off and tossed them away, then turned back slowly, allowing herself a slow, entirely voyeuristic look. She was not at all disappointed. In fact, she was so impressed she immediately put her hands to Yaten's shins and pushed, encouraging the older woman to bend her knees, and when that was done, she hooked her arms under Yaten's thighs and bent down, eager for a taste.
Yaten moaned out loud when she first felt Seiya's mouth on her, tongue and lips just as eager and exploratory as they had been everywhere else on her body. By this point in the process, Yaten's body was starting to feel like a wound spring, about to snap, and she had decided it was about time for the revenge to start, while she was feeling in the mood for it and still had just enough intellectual thought to achieve it.
She cleared her throat quietly before she opened her eyes, rolled them one last time to herself, then smiled and decided there was no time like the present. As though on cue, Seiya chose that particular moment to finally swirl her tongue around Yaten's clitoris, causing an explosion of sensation through Yaten's body, and Yaten moaned, then reminded herself of her purpose.
"Oh...ohhh, Seiya!!!" she shouted, as loud as she could. She almost laughed out loud, which probably would have spoiled everything, when Seiya's head shot up from between her legs, the look on her face an utterly priceless 'What the...!?'.
Yaten grinned at her lover and chucked a thumb at the wall behind her head, waggling her eyebrows suggestively, and after no more than a couple of seconds, Seiya seemed to take the idea and she quickly ducked her head to hide the laugh that burst out of her mouth.
"Oh gods, you're bad," Seiya whispered, lifting her head again and giving Yaten a look that said she was very impressed with Yaten's scheming.
"They deserve it," Yaten hissed back. "Now come on, Seiya...work with me."
"Happy to," Seiya chirped before she bent back to her task. She started to plunge her tongue in and out of Yaten suggestively, occasionally stopping to lavish attention on the little bundle of nerves above, and as much as Yaten was enjoying the actual attention, she also made sure not to slack off on her job.
"Ohhhh, Seiya!!!" she cried out, slamming her hand as hard as she dared back against the headboard for good measure. "Yes, just like that...ohhh, yeah!! Give it to me, Seiya!!!"
The only problem, of course, was that Seiya nearly choked a few times; it was difficult to go down on someone and laugh at the same time. By the time she'd been smacked upside the head the third time she finally learned to contain the urge to giggle.
"Oh yeah Seiya, right THERE!!" Yaten yelled before she had to smack a hand over her mouth to stop her own relentless chuckles, partly from genuine amusement and partly from the somewhat ticklish sensation of the orgasm that was steadily building up within her. She was sure it would have hit her already if she hadn't been fooling around the way she was.
"Let's take this up a notch, shall we?" Seiya suggested with a grin, and Yaten smirked as Seiya slid up beside her, a hand working its way between her legs. Yaten gasped softly as she felt one finger penetrate her, wiggling its way inside and then pausing, allowing her time to adjust before a second finger joined the first.
"Ohhhhhh yeahhhh," Yaten moaned, only partly pretending, and Seiya snickered in her ear.
"That's right, Yaten," she said loudly, kissing Yaten's temple. "Yeah...show me the *sex*."
Yaten snorted so loudly she had to turn and bury her face in Seiya's neck.
"You dorkwad..." she said between her giggles as Seiya sniggered and worked a third finger in with the first two. Yaten arched against the penetration, groaning before raising her voice. "Mm...that's good..."
"Oh yeah, you know it is," Seiya said, nodding, finally starting to really get into her role. "Do it for me Yaten...oh yeah...come on...I want to see you *come*."
"That's good...keep it up," Yaten whispered against her ear, pulling her closer, her arms wrapping around Seiya's neck.
"Oh I can keep it up *all night long*, baby," Seiya shouted raunchily, and Yaten couldn't speak for several seconds, she was laughing so hard against Seiya's neck.
"Seriously though...I...I..." Yaten started to whisper against Seiya's neck, as she arched herself closer to the other woman's chest.
"You...?" Seiya murmured lovingly against Yaten's hair, and then she blinked as she felt Yaten stiffen against her. Then the smaller woman moaned loudly and thrust down a couple of times against Seiya's fingers before stilling.
"Mm..." Yaten murmured, nuzzling her nose gently against Seiya's chin. "That was really good..."
She lifted her head and raised her voice.
"The best I've ever had," she shouted, and Seiya chuckled.
"You were beautiful," she said softly, leaning over to kiss Yaten's temple, and Yaten smiled, running a hand through Seiya's hair. Their eyes met and for a moment they just stared at each other, until Seiya couldn't help but laugh, reaching out to ruffle Yaten's hair, which got her a mild glare. Seiya grinned and stroked Yaten's cheek. "I love you, Yaten. Happy birthday."
"I love you too," Yaten whispered, leaning down to claim a kiss from the woman she had finally managed to make her lover. Then she opened her eyes, smirked, and rolled over onto her back, snickering deviously to herself.
"Happy birthday to me."
*****
I can't quite understand you
What should I do?
I don't have enough data to put together what I know
Love love love
As of now the courage I had is in pieces
"Let's hold these desires"
This and that let's boldly try everything
Nobody else knows the answer
*****
THE END
Happy birthday Steph!! *throws confetti* ;P