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[badbadbathhouse]

Oh gracious, I turn a blind eye for just a sexond and the second post fills up! Darlings, sweetpeas, do please forgive my tardiness. I bring you now our third installment of the fantasticousity, and would indeed love to, ah, beg your pardon in being so late about it.

SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
PART THREE

In this scintillating post

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[anonymous]

Never written smut before, and can't say I've had any experience with fireplay~ This was about 500 characters over one post, woe.

It shouldn't be the first time they've done this, but it is.

Yukiko ties beautiful, expensive silk scarves to Chie's wrists and ankles, ties them to the legs of the table they've upturned. The steel of the underside is cold against Chie's back, chilling enough that it makes Chie shiver and arch into Yukiko's warm touch. Her toes curl as Yukiko's fingers flutter over her breasts, down her thighs and legs as she works, and it's worth it to see Yukiko's eyes widen as her heartbeat speeds up.

There's a bowl of icy water sitting right next to them, a washcloth hanging on the edge. Yukiko kisses Chie, slow and regarding, and Chie kisses back. When Yukiko pulls back, she peeks at Chie from beneath her fringe of hair and smiles.

"Trust me," Yukiko murmurs, her voice quietly echoing around the room.

Chie does.

The alcohol is cool but not freezing, and Chie can smell it as Yukiko paints dots of it on her skin, trails lines and patterns and words. Yukiko is as stunning as she is focused, biting her lip in concentration as she works, and it's a completely different type of shiver that runs through Chie as Yukiko presses soft, close-mouthed kisses to her breasts.

The invisible markings continue down to her thighs, and Yukiko lingers much longer there, her hair brushing Chie's stomach as she bends to trace unreadable patterns on Chie's clit with her tongue. Chie gasps and pushes up for deeper, more and Yukiko laughs, a short, bright sound that makes Chie's heart rise to her throat and heat curl low in her stomach.

"Please," Chie says, and it's as though Yukiko's been waiting for it. The brilliance of her smile makes Chie swallow and remind herself to breathe.

The strike of the match is loud in the quiet and the smell of burning is all too familiar, but fire always reminds her of Yukiko, of the way Yukiko's hair almost floats as she tosses her fan, summoning her Persona, of the startling, glorious beauty that Yukiko has inside. This, Chie had said, this is your soul? because Amaterasu is deadly certainty where Konohana Sakuya was broken expectations, and it's terrifying and exhilarating all at once.

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[anonymous]

The first flash is almost unnoticeable, but Chie feels the abrupt heat against her skin as quickly as it's snuffed out by Yukiko's palm. The next burns a little stronger, a little longer, enough for the heat to morph into a strange, powerful tingling as Yukiko stops it with a damp cloth. Yukiko is watching as she lights the next, a long, curling line, as it burns red-orange and Chie gasps and pulls at the scarves tying her wrists, on the precipice between pleasure and pain.

Yukiko extinguishes it, soothing Chie's reddened skin with the cloth and her lips, slowly trailing downward. She strikes another match and the burn of it on her hip makes Chie flinch before it’s gone again, her skin hot and red-raw.

The brush of Yukiko's palms against it is strangely soothing as she straddles Chie's legs, leaning forward enough that Chie inhales, sharply, as Yukiko's abdomen barely brushes against the wetness between her thighs. Yukiko rocks forward with a rather wicked smile, and the next flash of fire comes with the rise of Chie's hips, the swirls on her stomach burning hot against the slow, building heat lower down. Yukiko presses down with her hands and her body, the cloth dampening the fire and Yukiko's mouth, too soft and too rough in bursts.

Chie watches Yukiko as she kisses Chie’s breasts, as she repositions herself and does something with her tongue that has a twist of arousal tighten in her stomach. Yukiko's hair is loose and unbound, splayed across Chie's chest, and she looks up and gives Chie a small, beautiful smile.

"Yukiko," Chie says, and Yukiko crawls up her body to kiss her, her mouth soft and yielding. Her voice cracks in the middle of the next word. "Please."

Yukiko’s fingers brush along the reddened patterns on Chie’s stomach and head lower, her thumb rubbing insistently on Chie’s clit. She lights another match with the matchbox in her mouth, then spits it aside and lights up the invisible patterns on Chie’s thighs. The heat of Yukiko’s skin and Yukiko’s fire burns and makes Chie pull at the restraints, twist and struggle and buck into Yukiko’s fingers as they push inside her. The fire’s gone again, coolness soothing the flushed skin, and Yukiko’s fingers move just the right way as Chie’s muscles clench, shaking as she comes.

“Well,” says Yukiko, and after untying her ankles crawls up to kiss her again, lazy and slow. She unties Chie’s wrists with deft fingers, carefully wiping them on the silk scarves.

“Well,” Chie repeats, slightly dazed, but she smiles as she sits up, and throws her arms around Yukiko’s neck as she kisses her properly, thorough and exploratory and with enough wandering hands that Yukiko ends up sitting on her lap. “It’s my turn, now,” she whispers, directly into Yukiko’s ear, and they share a delighted, conspiratorial grin.

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[anonymous]

I won't say this was HOT because that'd be a terrible pun.

It was, however, very sexy. Thank you for bringing the kink back to the kink meme and fulfilling my old prompt.