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Fire Emblem Kink Meme
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Natasha comes in to check on her still, but nowhere near as often. She catches her in the hallway.
"You're bruised," the healer says.
"I am often bruised from practice," Marisa says.
Natasha's fingertips gently touches the slope of Marisa's neck, right below her ear. "Not here, you aren't."
Marisa says nothing.
"You aren't having problems sleeping anymore, right?" Her finger slide away down to the hollow of her throat and fall away. Marisa thinks the touch odd and strange.
Marisa doesn't know what game Natasha's playing; why ask ask a questions she must already know the answer to. "No," she states, "I'm not."
"What," Natasha whispers, "do you do that captivates him so?"
Marisa sees Natasha's hands shaking, she captures them in her own and stills them. "I have studied the sword, I do not hesitate." She pulls hard on her hands until Natasha's is about to kneel, and then releases her. "I take what happiness I can find. What do you wish to take?" She gazes down at Natasha, slowly righting herself and smoothing her skirt. There is something odd in her eyes.
She walks away, as if nothing had happened, leaving Marisa to wonder when the Sister gained that kind of grace. She hadn't expected the healer to know what it was to have her center and not let it be taken away.
Having finished the first set of warm-ups her father had taught her, she returns her sword to her sash. She finds Natasha watching her from the doorway. She'd been there the past few weeks, merely watching with an unsurveyable quality, and at times, giving her tea after. It makes no sense to Marisa; she is sleeping with the woman's husband, why is she lingering near her?
So she asks. Natasha sets the steaming cup of tea on the ground. She came towards Marisa, the thin material of her dress sliding between her thighs and the train dragging. There is something of Joshua in that walk. "You told me that you took what you wanted." She came to a stop too near Marisa for her comfort; Marisa could feel Natasha's breasts below her own. "Joshua does the same, that's how I fell in love with him. So I want to know."
Natasha grabs Marisa's and drags them down, and Marisa allows her to, curious where this is going. She is not worried Natasha is trying to kill her. When her face is pulled own low enough, Natasha leans in for a kiss.
Marisa is greatly surprised when Natasha lays a gentle kiss and sharp bite below her ear.
The two make no effort to hide their affair from Joshua. It is Marisa who asks Natasha to meet her when she will be with Joshua. It only makes sense to her, now that she's sleeping with them both, and those two are presumably still sleeping with one another, that they take the next logical step.
This time, it is not Marisa, but Joshua who is surprised when Natasha walks in and instead of leaving, says, "She likes it better when you blow air against her throat before you bite."
Joshua grins quite wickedly and pulls her down to the blankets with them.
That night, for the first time in many years, Marisa sleeps with her back on the bed. She has an assassin and healer at her sides; there is nothing to fear.
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