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Zeri let out a sigh of relief when the cold water began to pour over her injured body. It had been a long day, and all she needed most was to take a shower so she could finally rest.
The mission, which at first seemed simple, proved complicated the moment the entire plan fell apart. The original idea was for Ekko and her to lie in wait near the Sump’s mines, watching every move made by the Poingdestre — one of the families that ruled over Chemtech. At first, they only saw miners coming and going with wheelbarrows loaded with a bright orange ore. They could have said it was nothing serious, but both of them knew it was more than that.
They moved closer, crouching near crates that gave off an unbearable stench. But since nothing seemed to be going their way, and the universe appeared to be conspiring against them, it didn’t take long before they had to leave their position, inevitably knocking over the crates and causing a huge crash that alerted not only the Poingdestres, but all of their goons as well.
The fight started almost as fast as the bolts of lightning shooting from Zeri’s weapon, making the lamps flicker and plunging everything into a kind of half-darkness. Ekko wasn’t far behind, pulling his bat from his back to strike anyone who dared look at him the wrong way. The problem was that there were many of them, and by all accounts, Ekko and Zeri were only two. Even with their fighting skills and magic, the sheer number of Poingdestre workers combined with the darkness of the mines didn’t help at all. Zeri felt punches, kicks, clubs, and bombs being thrown at her; she couldn’t dodge everything, and there was a moment when she felt she might lose her bearings.
Her body had been hit enough times that any normal person would already have collapsed. But not her — she was better than that. She returned punches and kicks, fired her weapon, and ran through the mines, causing havoc with her energy. But she had a limit, and so did Ekko. They had to retreat (against their will) for their own good. Ekko looked terrible, with a thin line of blood running from his mouth, a crooked nose, and his dreads all messed up. Zeri couldn’t have looked much better, though her face didn’t hurt as much as the rest of her body. She felt like her ribs were about to crush her organs at any moment.
When they reached the Firelights’ base, Ekko was distracted by a commotion near the tree and cast a careful look at Zeri.
“Go take care of yourself. I’ll see what’s going on. You can go take a shower if you want— there’s no hot water, but it’s strong enough to get that horrible smell off.”
Zeri glanced at the movement at the base of the tree and didn’t dare offer to go with him. But the rational side of her mind made her turn back to her friend.
“You look awful. Are you sure you don’t want to use the bathroom first?”
“No, you go. I’ll do the report.”
“Report?” Zeri said in surprise. “Since when do we do that?”
Ekko blushed and looked away before clearing his throat.
“Since we’re not the only ones who need to keep an eye on the Poingdestres.”
“Oh, right. Obviously. Now we’ll send just anyone into that stinky trap.”
“It won’t be just anyone.”
“No one will do a better job than us, Ekko. And just look at what happened.” Zeri pointed at her friend’s face, her eyebrows drawn together in frustration. “We can handle this. We will handle this.”
Ekko took a deep breath and chose not to answer. He simply nodded and pointed toward his room.
“Go get changed, Zeri. We’ll talk later.”
With that, he marched off to where most of the Firelights were gathered. Zeri wasn’t in the mood to argue; in fact, she wasn’t in the mood for anything. She wanted to rest, get rid of that awful smell, and go home, where her parents would be waiting with some delicious food.
Quietly, Zeri entered the room where most of the Firelights slept — more specifically, Ekko’s room— and locked herself in the bathroom. With difficulty, she undressed, feeling every muscle in her body tense in protest; she gasped as she pulled her shirt over her head and realized she was more hurt than she had thought. She removed the rest of her clothes and pulled back the curtain to the shower, spotting the valve handle on the floor that turned on the water.
Despite wanting to wash all the grime off her body, which clung to her like a second layer of skin, Zeri knew she couldn’t take too long — it wasn’t only her who used that water, and it wasn’t even her house to take advantage of. So when she felt clean enough to no longer stink, she shut off the water and stepped out. She used an old cloth to dry herself; it was rough and a bit strange to the touch, causing the friction of her energy to scatter sparks around the bathroom.
When she finished drying off, she put on the most comfortable clothes she could find in the bathroom cabinet — a slightly dirty shirt twice her size and a pair of shorts made of thin fabric. She didn’t mind; her body was far too sore to handle any heavier movement. After getting dressed, she dried her hair with the rough fabric and headed out into the room, tired and ready to lie down. But as she stepped out, she was faced with a familiar figure sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Sera?” Zeri called.
Seraphine turned quickly enough that Zeri heard her neck crack. A smile began to grow on her lips, and her icy blue eyes narrowed. Her pink hair was shorter, and her dark brown roots were clearly visible; she wore no makeup and no accessories, just simple clothes.
She looked very beautiful.
“Hi,” she said. “How are you?”
“H-how am I?” Zeri looked at herself and tried not to blush. “Fine, I guess.”
“Ekko told me what happened. And you seem… worn out.”
Seraphine looked at her with sympathy and smiled as she shifted a little and patted the mattress beside her, indicating where Zeri should sit — right next to her.
The Zaunite obeyed, trying not to gasp in pain when her back seemed to stretch. Zeri took a deep breath and turned her attention to Seraphine.
Their eyes met, and they stayed like that until Seraphine smiled.
“Just look at you—” she placed one of her hands on Zeri’s face. “—Another bruise.”
“It’s nothing. It’ll go away in a few weeks.”
“You need to stop getting into trouble, Zeri.”
“And let the Barons turn Zaun into their playground? No, Sera, I don’t think so. If stopping them means getting into trouble, then so be it.”
Seraphine rolled her eyes and took her time turning back to Zeri, this time placing both hands on her face. The Zaunite felt her body tingle when the singer’s warm, soft hands brushed her skin.
“If you want to fight, then fight. If not even Ekko can hold you back for long, who am I to tell you what to do?”
“Hey…” Zeri tilted her head to the side like a puppy. “Don’t put yourself down like that. I listen to your advice.”
“Then be more careful!” Seraphine said with a smile. “Remember that I’m the one who has to take care of you every time you come back all bruised and beaten.”
“Well, I still can take care of myself, tho.”
Seraphine raised an eyebrow, looking taken aback by the comment. Dramatically, she crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes.
“Then I suppose you can manage on your own.” She tried to stand up, but Zeri pulled her back onto the bed by the wrist.
“You know that’s not what I meant.”
“It’s what it sounded like.”
“Stop with the drama, Sera.” Zeri smiled, still holding Seraphine’s wrist.
The Piltovan smiled back and lowered her gaze to Zeri’s body. She used her chin to gesture toward Zeri’s abdomen and placed one of her hands on the zaunite’s hips.
“How is it here?”
“It hurts,” Zeri replied. “Everything happened too fast for me to tell what did it.”
Seraphine stood up and went to a nearby cabinet, opening one of the drawers and taking out a small, worn-looking pouch. Zeri had used it often enough to know what was coming.
“Seraphine, I don’t think it’ll be necessary—”
“Zeri, if you don’t put this on, it’ll be worse.”
“But—”
Seraphine looked at her in a way that said we’re not arguing about this, and Zeri gave in.
“You know my skin is sensitive.” she said.
“Exactly why you need ice. Come on, don’t make such a big deal out of a little ice pack.”
Seraphine knelt in front of Zeri, resting one hand on her leg while the other held the ice pack.
Zeri understood what she had to do and lifted her shirt just enough for a large bruise to appear on the side of her hip. Seraphine’s eyes widened, and she immediately began to protest.
“Zeri, what—”
“I know, I know.” she sighed. “It looks really bad.”
“Bad?! Zeri, this is awful!” Seraphine didn’t even wait for the girl to answer before placing the ice on her bruise. “You can’t leave this like this!”
“I know!” Zeri groaned when the cold touched her skin. “It hurts…”
“Of course it hurts.”
With time, the pain began to ease, and Zeri’s other senses came rushing back like an avalanche. She felt Seraphine’s hand resting on her leg, felt her hair brushing against her thigh, her focused gaze fixed on the bruise, with that serious, adorable expression. Her mouth was set, and she breathed slowly, so concentrated… Zeri looked away.
“It’s pretty swollen.” Seraphine said. “You’ll need to keep icing it.”
“I can deal with it.”
“Of course you can.”
Seraphine lifted her eyes to her and smiled — the thin red lips curving upward, icy eyes sparkling.
“My eyes are up here, Zeri.”
The zaunite blinked hard, shifting her gaze from Seraphine’s mouth to any other point in the room. She heard the singer laugh, turning her attention back to the bruise.
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to — you know — stare.”
“Oh, I’m sure you didn’t.”
Zeri turned her attention back to what the girl was doing, watching her lift her shirt even higher, up to her ribs.
“It’s much worse here.” Seraphine said.
“I know.” Zeri replied, without taking her eyes off her.
The ice pack quickly came into contact with her injured skin, and a painful breath caught in Zeri’s throat.
“Sera…” she murmured.
“Mhm, I know, it hurts.”
They fell silent, calmly studying one another. Zeri got lost in her thoughts again, watching Seraphine’s lips form words that she didn’t quite register — probably scolding her for being so careless, even though it wasn’t really her fault. Zeri could still feel the pink hair brushing against her thigh, with a few brown strands falling over Seraphine’s forehead. Almost on impulse, Zeri stretched out her arm, reached the singer’s bangs, and used her index finger to tuck the strands behind her ear. Seraphine seemed to freeze when she noticed and lifted her eyes to look at her.
“Sorry.” the zaunite said with a smile. “It’s just that… you’re distracting me.”
“Oh…” Seraphine’s ears flushed so intensely that the rest of her face looked pale in comparison. “Sorry, that wasn’t my intention, after all…”
Once again, she was interrupted when Zeri traced the bones of her face with her fingers, brushing her cheek with her thumb. She stopped at her chin, lifting it toward her.
“I’m feeling a little dizzy…” she announced, blinking more and more slowly.
Seraphine jumped to her feet and placed both hands on Zeri’s face, focusing on her eyes.
“Hey, what is it?”
“I don’t know. I just got a little dizzy.”
“Do you want to rest?”
Zeri leaned her face into Seraphine’s cool palms and smiled.
“That’s not what I had in mind.”
Seraphine’s face changed color again, turning redder than ever.
“With you like this? No way.”
“Sera, I’m fine.”
“Who knows how many times you hit your head — you need to lie down.”
Zeri let her lips curve upward, forming an almost involuntary smile, then propped herself up on her elbows on the mattress, tilting her head to the side.
“Sure. I can do that part.” She lay down, still smiling, and watched Seraphine blush even more — if that was even possible.
She stood at the foot of the bed, quiet and mortified (from what it seemed), not moving a single muscle. Zeri smiled at her reaction, seeing her lying there like that — she wasn’t going to stop there.
“What is it? Are you waiting for a formal invitation?”
“What’s gotten into you?” Seraphine said after shifting her gaze from Zeri’s body to her eyes.
“You started it.”
“What?” she said, her voice rising in pitch. “Zeri, I didn’t—”
“Are you just going to stand there or what?”
Zeri watched Seraphine's chest rise and fall as if she were trying to control herself, and that was enough to intensify the fire that was growing uncontrollably inside her.
"Or… do you want a more appropriate invitation…?" Slowly, Zeri used the tips of her fingers to begin caressing the side of her body, lifting her shirt as she went up. Seraphine seemed hypnotized, her mouth slightly open and her pupils dilated. "Enjoying the view?"
Seraphine didn't answer, remaining focused, and it wasn't long before Zeri began to reach where she was most interested. A smile still covered her face, and as soon as the shirt passed her breasts, she noticed Seraphine holding her breath. She let out a small laugh before biting her lower lip.
"Still waiting for an invitation?" Zeri continued.
Seraphine immediately regained consciousness, blinking several times, trying to focus on Zeri's face, not on her defined abdomen, her muscular legs devoid of any fat. Her firm, high breasts, her hard, brown nipples. No, she didn't care about that; she looked at her face, which could be as beautiful as everything else.
“Sera—” she called, and Seraphine lingered, looking at Zeri's red and slightly sweaty face. “Are you going to take much longer?”
“Zeri, I don't know if it's a good idea—”
“You don't want to?” she said with a pout.
Seraphine felt her heart beat faster, as if she had just missed a step; a pang in her lower abdomen almost made her roll her eyes, but she remained firm where she was.
“You still seem dizzy…” she said firmly.
“I know my limits, Sera. Now please, I think I'm going to explode if you don't come now.”
Seraphine stifled a laugh and turned her head. Heavens, how she wanted this; she'd been distracted for days, with no shows to perform, no ideas for lyrics… everything was slow and tedious. She desperately wanted something to distract her, and everything she had in mind involved Zeri's help and participation by her side. But, in the end, her desperation turned to excitement when she realized that Zeri was just as keen on it as she was. She looked back at the zaunite, still smiling, and let her eyes wander over her semi-nude body. A shiver ran down her spine, and an overwhelming urge to get closer began to take hold of Seraphine like a storm on a treacherous sea. She tasted iron in her mouth, felt the hairs on her body stand on end, her heart beat faster. She felt what Zeri seemed to be transmitting to her.
With a deep breath, Seraphine shook her head and began to raise her hand to her own shirt.
“You’re impossible. Did you know that?” she said as she unbuttoned the first button. Zeri’s smile widened. “Look what you’re making me do.”
She took off the second, then the third. The middle of her breasts was already showing, and with a movement of her arms, the blouse fell to her feet.
“You started it, Sera,” Zeri said, her voice hoarse and sounding desperate. “Deal with your actions.”
Seraphine had no idea what that meant, but if she was the cause of the problem, she should deal with it. In the best way possible.
She then placed one knee on the edge of the bed and straightened up towards her partner, who quickly brought her hands to the singer’s neck to pull her closer. Seraphine’s hand began to wander over Zeri’s abdomen, carefully tracing her ribs until it reached her waist — so thin, so sensitive and warm; She could spend hours just holding onto that waist, looking deep into those honey-colored eyes and delighting in the expressions of pleasure Zeri made.
“You look so beautiful like this.” said Seraphine, gradually moving her hand up Zeri’s body again until she reached one of her breasts. “Have I told you that already?”
Zeri nodded fervently, her eyes almost closed. Seraphine smiled, supporting herself with her left hand on the bed while her right hand still firmly held one of Zeri’s breasts; delicately, Seraphine kissed her collarbone, her neck; with her thumb, she began to play with one of her nipples, squeezing, rubbing, while her mouth worked its way up to Zeri’s jaw. She moaned softly, almost as if trying to suppress shameful sounds escaping her mouth.
“Are you holding back now?” Seraphine mocked, speaking against the hot, flushed cheek of the girl beneath her. “What happened to all that determination?”
“Don’t tease.” she replied softly.
Seraphine lifted herself slightly, stopping in front of her face and smiling; she could feel her breath against her skin, smell the spicy shampoo she had used in the shower; she felt the warmth of her skin and how needy she was.
“You started it.”
“I already said, you — Mhm.” Zeri was interrupted when Seraphine’s lips pressed against hers, making her gasp in satisfaction.
It was so soft; the joining of their mouths, the ragged breathing they shared, and the desire growing inside them made everything feel unreal. They had done this before, but this time everything felt more… intense. Seraphine tilted her head slightly, breaking their kiss only to bring their mouths together again with a sharp, smacking sound that made her stomach twist.
With her hand still resting on Zeri's breast, she moved away from the zaunite's lips to lower her mouth to her jaw, tracing the opposite path.
"Sera…" Zeri moaned, gripping the singer's neck with both hands. "Please, I just… I just need this!"
Seraphine didn't answer, only continued showering kisses all over the tanned skin, descending to her collarbone until she reached between her breasts. She licked, bit, and kissed as if her life depended on it, as if she depended on it. She felt Zeri's grip tighten on the nape of her neck, and let out a sigh of relief. Delicately, she moved her mouth to the zaunite's right nipple, making her let out a low moan as her tongue subtly passed over the most sensitive spot.
"Ah, Sera — t-this is… so good.”
Seraphine continued licking her nipple as her hand moved down, her nails tracing Zeri's skin until she reached her abdomen. She ran her palm over the defined surface of her body, continuing down, remembering every detail as she left her fingerprints on the tanned skin. Zeri continued to moan softly, and slid her hands down to Seraphine's shoulders for support. Seraphine continued to move her hand down until she reached the waistband of Zeri's shorts; she felt the girl shudder beneath her and smiled against her skin, lifting her face to look at her. Zeri's eyes were tightly closed, her head tilted back and her mouth pressed against her, preventing herself from moaning louder.
"I haven't even touched you properly, and you're already like this?"
"Seraphine, please!"
"May I tell you something?" Seraphine moved closer to her face and murmured against her mouth. "You look beautiful when you beg."
“God, you talk too much.”
Zeri pulled her by the neck, sealing their lips again, this time with more force. Seraphine allowed the girl's tongue to enter her mouth, and with a sigh of satisfaction, a desperate kiss began to put them both in an intense and hot trance. Her lips were so soft — they were strong in just the right way, never pressing too hard nor falling short. The contact between them, chest to chest, the heat radiating from their bodies, all of this left Seraphine disoriented, and a pang in her lower abdomen made her groan against the zaunite's mouth.
Zeri intertwined her fingers in her hair, letting out weak continuous moans from her throat. Seraphine then slid her hand inside her shorts, feeling her warm skin. The inside of her thighs was wet as if she had just stepped out of the shower; Seraphine ran her hand over the wet surface, stopping her index and ring fingers on her clit. Zeri let out a loud moan, and her body trembled violently. Seraphine took the opportunity to nibble at her partner's jaw, licking her up to her neck to place a kiss before sucking on her.
“Ah…!” Zeri gasped, gently lifting her hips.
“Slow down, sparky. I want to enjoy this moment.”
“Go fuck yourself, Sera. This is torture— Ah!”
Seraphine pressed her clit with her fingertips, and slid them along the sides of the organ, making Zeri throw her head back.
“You’re sensitive.” Seraphine murmured against her neck. “All this because of me?”
“I’ll fuck myself if you keep this up.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“Try me.”
Seraphine chuckled softly, raising her fingers to wrap them around the organ beneath her hand again. Even with her lips sealed, Zeri let out a moan from deep in her throat; she was getting even wetter.
Seraphine licked the base of her neck, and slowly pressed her clit again, using her middle finger to begin caressing it gently. Another moan escaped Zeri's lips, this time a hoarse one, though still needy and desperate. Seraphine continued rubbing her finger there, and strained her ears at the sound of the exasperated moans.
“Ah, Sera…” Zeri squeezed her shoulders even tighter. “Is that all you’ve got?”
Seraphine didn’t answer, still with her head buried in the zaunite’s neck, her middle finger moving in circles.
“Mhm…! I thought you wanted to do this too.” Zeri continued, her hips straightening in search of more contact. “What are you so tired of, Sera? Tired of singing—Ah!”
Seraphine bit and sucked on her neck at a point just below her jaw, then licked it.
“I thought I was the talkative one” she said against Zeri’s warm skin. “I thought I was the one who had to tease you.”
“Tease me? You don’t even know how to finger a woman. Lost your touch, Sera?”
Seraphine lifted her head from her neck and looked deep into her eyes as her finger slid and swirled around her clitoris.
"Sorry to say, love, but you're not going to get into my head that easily."
Zeri then pulled her closer by the shoulder, causing their noses to gently touch. With a smile, Zeri spoke, her mouth pressed against Seraphine's. "I'm already in."
Seraphine smiled back. Fuck, she had not only entered her head but was also living there, making her head her home.
“Now you better stop being nice to start to fuck me hard.” Zeri continued. And with an even wider smile, her hand slid down Seraphine’s neck, past her collarbone, continuing down to the middle of Seraphine's breasts. “Or… do you want me to do it for you?”
“Like I said…” Seraphine replied firmly, feeling her body shiver as Zeri slid her fingers, “You're beautiful when you beg.”
With a swift movement, Seraphine inserted a finger into her entrance. The heat around her fingertip seemed to intensify, and she could swear that Zeri had already drained enough to replenish the water she used in the shower.
With a guttural groan, Zeri arched her back, her eyes tightly closed, her full lips red. Her chest went up and down forcefully, and a loud sigh escaped her lips as Seraphine began to move inside her.
“Relax, love. I won’t hurt you.” Seraphine kissed the middle of her breasts and once again rested her head on her partner’s neck. “You’re tensing up. Relax your hips.”
With sighs of satisfaction, Zeri tried to relax, opening her legs wider and trembling slightly. Seraphine really wanted to tease her, but she didn’t find the situation appropriate — instead, she raised her face until she met the zaunite’s lips, sealing them with her own. Her middle finger moved quickly inside Zeri, and she felt the girl tighten around her. But she knew that Zeri needed more than a finger to reach her climax; she knew that that alone wouldn’t be enough.
“You’re doing good.” Seraphine said when she recoiled from Zeri’s mouth; she let her forehead rest against hers, and kept her eyes closed, focusing on the inner walls of Zeri’s pussy. “You’re doing so good.”
“Faster.” Zeri whispered. “Please, faster!”
“Are you sure?”
Zeri nodded in agreement, and Seraphine couldn't resist putting her ring finger inside her. The zaunite groaned loudly, and her legs began to contract forcefully — her hips rose, wishing more contact, and what seemed like a sound of pain echoed from her throat.
“Fuck!”
“Are you okay?” Seraphine opened her eyes quickly, peeking out at a flushed and sweaty Zeri; tears welled in the corners of her eyes, and she bit her lower lip. “Zeri.…”
“I’m fine.”
“I need you to be honest with me.” Even so, Seraphine didn't slow down her thrusts.
“I just bumped my wound. That’s all.”
And, without needing to ask, Seraphine saw the girl relaxes her hips, allowing herself to sway her waist to follow the fingers inside her. Moans of pleasure continued to escape her mouth, and Seraphine noticed her pussy getting tighter.
“Zeri…” she called. “Look at me.”
She took a while to open her eyes, and only when a small slit appeared in her eyelids did she let tears stream down her cheek.
“You’re doing so good.” Seraphine smiled. “So, so good. Look at me.”
Zeri opened her eyes wider, and that was enough to make Seraphine desire her even more. She increased the speed as she thrust inside Zeri, making her moan louder and more frequently. Zeri moved as the thrusts increased until her hips gained the same rhythm as Seraphine’s fingers. Eye to eye. Forehead to forehead. They were in perfect sync.
Zeri gripped Seraphine's hair and intertwined her fingers in the strands, letting herself be carried away by pleasure. But Seraphine knew that wouldn't be enough for her. For either of them.
She kissed her partner once more before leaving her face, making her path until she reaches Zeri’s collarbone, then her breasts, her ribs — getting closer and closer to her destiny. Zeri moaned louder, making her grasp on Seraphine’s hair more tight as she went down.
“Seraphine…Ah!” she gasped again, feeling the hot breath on her underbelly. “Oh, God…”
“What is it, love? Enjoying the attention?”
“I need more.”
“More? More of what?” Seraphine rested her chin on Zeri’s abdomen, smiling as she looked up to her.
“You know what I need…”
“I do?” Seraphine smiled wider “Tell me. Tell what you need.”
Zeri didn’t answered immediately, actually, she seemed reluctant.
“Come on, darling.” Seraphine whispered, kissing her abdomen before start going down…, right where she knew Zeri wanted her. “Say it to me.”
“You such a teaser, Seraphine…” hesitant, Zeri cried “I want you. I need you…”
“Where?” Seraphine licked her lips, waiting.
“I-inside me. I want you inside me. I-I need you inside me!”
“Oh, what a good girl you are.” Seraphine push her shorts down while it. “Was it hard?”
“Very! Your little— AH!” Zeri threw her head back when Seraphine licked her clit, sucking it like a fucking lollipop. “Fuck!”
Seraphine couldn’t answer, to busy kissing and sucking on her partner, feeling like her hair would be a mess after all this, cause Zeri was holding it like her life depended on it.
“Oh, Sera, you doing so good!”
She kept her fingers inside her, moving faster while her mouth was working harder as never. God, she couldn’t ever get enough of Zeri’s taste on her tongue. She was kind of bitter, but not bad enough to taste unpleasant; quite the opposite — she was addictive. Seraphine closed her eyes, focusing on the clit on her mouth. Oh, that definitely was better than fingering her. She quite prefer to use her mouth.
“Faster, Sera!” Zeri gasped, hips moving on an incredibly speed. “Please!”
Seraphine hummed back, going faster inside of her while sucking even rougher. She felt the walls on her fingers tightening, she felt Zeri muscles tightening as well, and she suddenly knew she was close. Zeri was moaning louder then ever, probably forgetting they aren’t alone in there. But Seraphine didn’t care at all. She liked the attention anyway. And the thought of let everyone know that was HER doing this to Zeri was just as good as a full concert. She didn’t need all those people, those fans, screaming her name. She only needed her doing it — as she was doing it now. After all, her name sounded prettier on Zeri’s mouth.
She opened her eyes to see the zaunite in front oh her. God, she was beautiful. Her hair was a mess, her face was blushed and her mouth was wild open, moaning and crying desperate. Her breasts were going up and down fast, her hips were moving like waves — just a like a crooked sea in a storm. Just like clouds full of lightning and sparks that could kill anyone instantly. Not Seraphine, tho. She was the rocks the waves crashed, the thunder beneath every lightning. She could handle her like nobody ever could. Seraphine smiled, felling the skin under her touch getting hotter, wetter.
“Sera…” Zeri murmured, her throat letting loads of moan getting out like shots “I-I’m close! I’m so c-close!”
Seraphine felt her jaw getting tired; the circular motions she was doing with her tongue on Zeri’s clit was making her absolutely mesmerized, she couldn’t stop even if she could. She closed her eyes again, went as fast as she could — each thrust rougher than the other.
“Oh, oh my— Seraphine, i’m-Ah! Keep going, please keep going!”
Her walls were tight, her eyes close shut and she moaned loud while her hips went towards Seraphine’s face, making her back arch.
She tasted as better as never.
“God…” Zeri said, her tone starting to get a little less hoarse. She lifted her head to look at Seraphine, who was staring at her back, her cum all over her chin. A soft smile appeared when they look at each other. “You good, Sera?”
“I’ll live…”
Zeri laughed and threw herself back to the bed, breathing heavily.
“Sorry. I should have warned I was about to… you know.”
“It’s okay. I knew you’re about to… you know.” she mocked, crawling back to Zeri’s side to laying on.
Zeri laughed too, her eyes still with a little fog in them. They stared at each other, both breathing fast — both tired.
“How are you feeling?”
“All my body still hurts. But i’m a little more relaxed.” Zeri turned to face Seraphine more properly. Slowly, she cupped Seraphine’s cheek with her right hand. “You seems tired.”
“I’m not. Trust me.”
“Good. Cause I still want you.”
“What-“
A second later, Zeri was on her lap, breasts out, legs naked, pussy rubbing on Seraphine’s one. If there’s any chance of her to scape, now they’re all gone.
“W-what are you doing?” she asked, blushing softly.
“What do you think, Sera? I’m giving back. What? Do you really thought I wouldn’t want to fuck you to?”
“Aren’t you tired for this?” Seraphine cupped her hands on her waist, feeling them soft and warm. “Did I not make you feeling tired?”
Zeri laughed, sliding her hands towards Seraphine breasts to rub them.
“First, if your intention was getting me tired, you failed, cause I couldn’t be more excited. Second, i’m not selfish enough to not give you some attention. And third…” Zeri leaned over her, a smile growing on her red and full lips; she was close enough for them to kiss, but they didn’t. “…And most importantly” she whispered “I want to fuck you harder than you’ve ever been fucked.”
Seraphine didn’t replied, way too stunned to answer. She knew Zeri was serious (mostly because she had already saw what that girl was capable of doing in bed, and wow.) Being just fast wasn’t enough, she also needed to be rough, which makes things even more exciting.
She smiled back, felling her face getting hotter and redder. Zeri was on top of her, hands holding her breasts and with their lips almost connected. With a quick move, Zeri kissed her, pressing their lips together to slowly slide her tongue on her mouth. Each kiss was better than the other, and this time wasn’t different. Seraphine hold onto her waist and start to move towards her thighs, letting marks of her nails in the tanned skin.
“Turn around.” Zeri whispered on her mouth, leaving her breasts to hold her hips.
Seraphine didn’t complained — she waited until Zeri was on her side to turn her back to her. She was still with her pants on, and when she finally turned back, Zeri leaned over her, putting her hands on Seraphine’s belt to unplug them. She was quick, sliding her fingers inside the fabric onto Seraphine’s skin. She kissed her neck, her shoulders, behind her ear, leaving little bites while sucking the pale skin of hers.
“You’re so soft.” Zeri murmured against it. “So cute.”
“I’m seeing you won’t make me beg.”
“I’ve told you, Sera. I’m in needy; the last thing I need is you want me to make you beg.” she smiled, resting her chin on Seraphine’s shoulder. “Or do you want to beg?”
“No.” she replied quick. “No beggin. I don’t think we have time for this, either way.”
“What do you mean?”
“In case you forgot, love, we are not at home. There are still Firelights in here.”
Zeri looked away, probably realizing that was true. But soon enough she turned to Seraphine, and again, she smiled. Oh, fuck that grin. So pretty.
“Well, then I guess you’ll need to be quick.” she kissed Seraphine shoulder once more before leading to her back. “Don’ worry, I’ll return the favor later.”
“Of course you will.”
Zeri leaned off, holding Seraphine’s pants to shove them down.
“No pantie?” she asked. Even without seeing her, Seraphine knew she was with the biggest grin on earth on that face of hers. “Oh, you’re such a brat!”
“Shut up.” she replied, blushing. “It was just this time.”
“Just this time?” she heard the zaunite’s laughter and blushed harder. “And now you’re a brat and a liar. Fuck, Sera, you’re just as needy as I am.”
That was true. But she didn’t said a thing, worry she might start crying.
“Guess I’ll need to fix this. Fucking you won’t be enough. You’ll want more than that, won’t you?”
That was also true, but this time she did do a thing. She turned her head toward Zeri, still feeling the sheets on her cheek, just to lift up her thighs and ass a little more.
“I thought you wouldn’t make me beg.”
The look on Zeri’s face was unspeakable. A mix of surprise and shock. Her eyebrows lift a little and her mouth hang open, her face getting red as she looks at the girl beneath her.
“What?” Seraphine called. “Enjoying the view?”
“Fuck you, Seraphine.” Zeri said with a grin that could rip her face in half “You worth nothing.”
With a tight grasp, Seraphine was pushed against Zeri hips, the zaunite’s hands hold on tight on her waist, and her fingers started to trip to between her legs.
“Look at you.” she said. “So fucking wet.”
Zeri kissed behind her neck, and Seraphine let out a soft moan.
“I wish I could take a long time with you.” Zeri continued.
“It’s Okay. I’m know you do.”
Zeri slide her index finger on Seraphine’s entrance, making her moaning a bit more. Seraphine was almost completely lying down, except for her ass and things, both aiming Zeri’s waist. She grabbed the sheets harder, feeling her low abdomen twist. She was contracting the muscles in her leg, almost unable to breathe without moaning. And with no warn, Zeri put one finger inside of her, making she gasps for air.
“Mhm…” she murmured. “That’s good…”
“You’re already so tight.” Zeri said, moving her index finger in and out with a wet sound.
Seraphine was felling her warm chest against her back, she could see Zeri’s arm being used as support on her side, while the other was above her, working fervently while pushing against her heat.
“Zeri… keep going…”
Zeri rested her forehead on Seraphine’s back, going harder and harder inside her. With a quick movement, she bit the singer’s shoulder, making Seraphine moan loud. God, she was so, so in needy; each thrust toward her entrance was making her go insane; the hot skin against hers was making her feel dizzy and when Zeri went faster, she left a deep and loaded moan escape.
“You can go harder…” Seraphine said almost inaudibly. “Please…”
Zeri placed a kiss on her neck before putting another finger.
“I’m gonna move faster. Okay?”
Seraphine nodded, grabbing the sheets as her life depended on it. And oh, thank Goodness she did this, because the movement inside of her went rougher, rougher enough to make her liquid slid into her inner thighs.
“Ah, Oh, God…” she turned her head to the bed, biting the sheets to stop herself from moaning louder.
“I hate how cautious you are.” Zeri muttered in her ear. “I want to hear you moaning.”
Seraphine shook her head negatively, letting her throat making sounds of pleasure.
“C’mon, Sera. Let me hear you.” Zeri thumb started to rub her clit, slowing down on inside of her to focus on the organ. “I want you to moan louder.”
Seraphine closed her eyes, she wasn’t even in this reality anymore; her walls were tight, her things started to shake and her lower abdomen writhed with pleasure. Her hands were shaking to, her entire body responding to Zeri movement. She was so close it was making her insane.
“Look at you… doing so good.” Zeri sucked her neck, then placed a bite. “You’re amazing. Can I go harder?”
Seraphine took a while to nod again, letting out a grunt when she felt three fingers entering on her.
Even with close eyes, she knew Zeri was sparkling above her; she felt the energy on her skin, making her fur to stand on end. The eyelids that had sealed her vision, leaving her in darkness, took on a faint green glow. And then she understood why everything felt so pleasurable. She realized it was her magic that had made Zeri that way — her own will making her feel so needy that she ignored everything else. Now, with Zeri’s magic colliding with hers, she could not have been more satisfied.
She was close, close enough to start trebling beneath Zeri. Grunts escaped from her throat when the zaunite started to move with her, never letting her chest leave Seraphine’s back. She wanted to warn she was close to the edge, but she knew the moment she’d stop bite the sheets she’d never stop moaning and grunting for more. So she just speed up, moving her hips towards Zeri fingers. Fuck, that was so good.
She lifted up her ass a little more, feeling her back arch in response and her lower abdomen twisted one last time before she rolls her eyes in pleasure. Zeri moaned to, resting her forehead on Seraphine’s back.
“Oh, fuck. I think I just came again…”
Seraphine laughed, finally letting the sheets go.
“That was really good.”
“Tired now?”
Seraphine saw Zeri row to her side, breathing heavily and sweating.
“Are you okay?” she asked, moving her hands to the zaunite’s cheek.
“Definitely.”
They both stare at each other and smile. A soft smile, a gentle one.
“I think we should go now.”
“Why?”
“Zeri...” that was all Seraphine said. Slowly, she watched the face of the girl on her side change, realizing.
“Shit!” fast enough to make her dizzy, Zeri jumped, a slim of preoccupation crossed her face. “Ekko’s gonna kill me.”
“Probably not.” Seraphine stood up, using her arms as support to stay on the zaunite’s side. “I’ve talked to him earlier. He said to me that you were here.”
Zeri bilked a few times before roll her eyes.
“That asshole.”
Seraphine laughed again, seeing Zeri shove her face in her hands.
“Don’t be mean to him. He was just being kind. And… well, I asked about you tho.”
Zeri tilted her head slightly, blushing over the comment. Her eyes sparkled a little and her mouth went a bit open. Seraphine use the left of her strength to not kiss that girl.
“Oh… you asked about it.”
“Yeah... Maybe…”
They stared at each other again, both trying to focus on everything else. Seraphine left her eyes traveling on her partner’s face, her brighter honey-colored eyes, her tanned and bruised face, her soft lips. Without noticing, she leaned over her, gluing their lips together. Zeri not only left Seraphine kisses her, but also kissed her back, cupping Seraphine’s face with both hands.
Searching air to breath, they lean back, resting their foreheads together.
“I think Ekko wouldn’t mind if we stay here a little longer.”
“Don’t even start, Zeri. He’ll kill us!” Seraphine placed a gentle kiss on the tip of her nose. “And he might suspect already what’s happening.”
“Yeah.” Zeri laughed. “We fucked on his bad.”
“Okay, that’s enough. Let’s go check if everything is alright with them.”
Seraphine went to the edge of the bed and started to search for her clothes, also watching Zeri doing the same.
“Where did you put my shorts?!” she asked on a pitch.
“I don’t know. I just threw somewhere-“
“Find it. Argh, my back hurts…”
“I’ve told you needed to rest!”
“It’s okay, Sera.”
They put their clothes back on and then took a final look at each other.
“So, do I look like i’ve been fucked?”
“No, it looks like you’ve been on a fight.” Seraphine replied and smiled. “Now c’mon, let’s get out of here before Ekko realizes.”
With a proud grin on her face, Zeri stepped out first, opening the door to let the moon bathe them both; the cold wind lashed their faces, and the shadows cast by the moonlight made the place feel cozy. Warm lights were scattered throughout the Hideout, and a few Firelights drifted through the tree branches on their hoverboards.
If asked, they wouldn’t be able to say what had happened inside that small, dark room just a few minutes ago.