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The room was cold and silent. A large four-poster bed on the left side, bigger than any bed Jade had ever slept in; a window through which the mid-morning light filtered in, with a wooden table right below; in the opposite corner from the bed, a wardrobe. This was the simple decor of Kit's room.
«Ouch.»
«Stop fussin’.»
Jade's voice was soft but firm. Kit leaned her lower lip forward pouting, and Jade smiled without lifting her gaze from the dressing. She was almost finished bandaging the princess' right hand with clean cheesecloth. She had hurt herself in a foolish way; had let her guard down to make a sagacious joke, and despite the princess's carelessness Jade regretted having hurt her. For that she had offered to medicate her wound. Kit had not objected, and now they were sitting on the bed without their armor, slightly untied shirts stuck to their backs from sweat, hair messy, dirty boots tossed in a corner.
That room was familiar to Jade, many times she had snuck in there to spend hours talking, fantasizing about magical adventures and battles. Since they had returned from the Immemorial City, however, she had come to know it differently; no longer as her best friend's room, but as her lover's. No longer a place to sneak into, but a room partly her own. Some of Jade's clothes were now folded in the wardrobe next to Kit's; ribbons and hairpins laid on the table to occasionally tame her flaming crimson hair.
«All done.»
Kit slipped his hand out of Jade's grip and observed it in silence. She still looked a little sulky.
«Does it hurt?»
«Yes.»
Jade was about to dispute that they had suffered far worse injuries than that, but then she reconsidered. Realized that Kit's tone was not serious, and decided to play along.
«Really?»
Kit nodded, a playful smile on her lips.
«Do you want me to try to ease the pain a bit, your highness?»
«Depends.. are you going to punch me?»
Jade chuckled. «Maybe we try something different this time.»
«Then yes, go ahead.»
Jade brought the injured hand to her lips and pressed them gently on the bandage.
«Better?»
«Tiny bit.»
Jade moved closer and began to travel up Kit's arm leaving soft, tender kisses, until she reached her shoulder. A shiver ran down Kit's back and Jade noticed with delight.
«What about now?»
«Slightly... better.»
Jade raised one eyebrow and snorted.
«You're a very difficult patient.»
«You bet I am.»
She started kissing Kit's shoulder, working her way up to the princess' neck, which kept her busy for a good amount of time. Kit tangled a hand in Jade's hair and rested her other hand in the small of her back, inviting her to move even closer; then let out a sigh when the knight started gently nibbling on her white skin. This prompted Jade to move further up and start sucking on a particularly soft spot right behind Kit's ear while holding her face in the palm of her hand. When she stopped to look at Kit, just inches away, all she could see were black pupils, wide with excitement; dry lips slightly parted; chest moving rapidly up and down, breathing quickened.
Kit tried to say something, wanted to say something, but just could't formulate one single coherent thought; Jade couldn't wait any more, and closed the distance between them, capturing her lips in a long, deep kiss.
Their mouths met and parted several times, filling the room with languid noises and soft moans, before Jade decided to bring this a step further. She finished undoing Kit's shirt and reached inside, welcoming a small breasts into the palm of her hand; carefully stroking the tender nipple with her thumb, she sank her lips once again into Kit's neck.
«Jade.»
A whisper reached her ear, and the knight immediately understood the unspoken request. The hand slid over Kit's stomach and then further down, in the warm spot where Kit was most eager to be touched. Jade started moving her fingers in circular motions, searching for a rhythm; when she found the right one, Kit's nails dug into her shirt and back with a strength that would surely leave visible marks.
Kit repeated her name a billion times, and as the pace increased the words melted into meaningless gasps and moans, until the desire was so strong that the princess took control; started rocking her hips against Jade’s hand; finally, brough herself over the edge with a sweet and desperate cry.
Jade held her into her arms for a while, until Kit's breathing became regular, light. Then they parted; Jade brushed a strand of sweaty hair from her forehead, took her face in her hands and planted a light, soft kiss on her lips.
«All better now?»
«Oh yeah. Much better. And the hand too.»
They looked at each other for a second and then burst into a laughter full of joy.