Thar be smut here [gargleblasted universe]

[magus_knight]

Marisa sat on the edge of the bed in her robe working a wide-toothed comb through the mass of curls that was her hair right after she'd showered. She'd finished her training early, had a real meal, and was actually awake enough to enjoy snuggling up with her girlfriend instead of just falling into a dead sleep as soon as she hit the pillow

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Late to the comment where Karen is late. Irony?

[sapphirearrow]

Well, that girlfriend of hers was running a little late. Work had run long today, and she wasn't entirely blameless in this--she'd ruined several takes because she was distracted. At least she hurried home afterward, still in her costume--normally she'd have changed to avoid the stares of passersby, but she did want to get home quickly after all.

At any rate, she was here now. "I'm home," she announced as she stepped inside, trying to sound like she always did and failing. All the planning ahead in the world couldn't have prevented her from being nervous about the moment that was approaching.

Just a bit.

[magus_knight]

"I was starting to wonder if I was going to have to send a search party out. The one night I make myself take it easy and be home so as not to be the universe's worst girlfriend," Marisa teased as she got up and wandered over to the doorway.

She stopped and blinked, leaning against the frame, as she ignored the task she'd been set on regarding those damn curls in her wet hair. This was the first time she's seen Karen's costume for the magical girl show she was in. It was possible to forgive her giving Karen a very obvious oogling.

"Ooo. You so need to keep that," she said after staring for a moment.

[sapphirearrow]

"I'll get a reproduction down on the planet." Karen was reasonably certain the production crew would want to keep the costumes. "Actually, I might need one for you, too." Moving closer, she set her hands on Marisa's waist and gave her a kiss. "So how did your training go today?"

[magus_knight]

"But I'm not the magical girl," Marisa mumbled just before she was kissed. Her hands wandered a bit to play with the ribbon hanging down the side of the costume.

"It went good. I did mostly control exercises today, reformulated this new Fire Flash spell I created and then did some air platform strength conditioning." It sounded like a lot, but compared to the other kind of training she'd been doing, that was all downright light. "No blowing myself up today. Not even once."

[sapphirearrow]

"You're plenty magical." That was a dangerous ribbon to play with, though in this case that wasn't a bad thing.

"I hope that means you have some energy left. I've had something on my mind today." She moved closer. "And I need your help with it." So far, so good...

[magus_knight]

Idle hands tend to lead to wandering hands when Marisa has a girlfriend as hot as Karen. In fact, the one moves from the ribbon to rest on the bare skin of her lower back as the taller girl moved in close.

"Something on your mind... Hmm..." A coy little smile alighted upon her face. "I think I've got enough energy to help you with anything you want, ze."

[sapphirearrow]

Wandering hands will, of course, lead to less-idle hands.

"Good. Because Reimu-san is out, and that sounds like a chance." Her hands slipped around to Marisa's front. Now how did this robe work, again...?

[magus_knight]

Marisa had failed to inform Karen that Marisa had kicked Reimu out on purpose... in case this did actually happen. Not that she was really thinking about that, not with the hands fumbling at the tie on the front of her robe.

This... this was really happening. Marisa blushed, silently enjoying the directness of Karen's actions even if her words weren't quite as clear.

"Best be taking it, then," Marisa replied before leaning up to catch Karen's lips with her own. And it's a simple knot... the witch wearing nothing underneath the robe. She had, after all, recently gotten out of the shower...

[sapphirearrow]

Karen untied the knot to reveal one freshly showered and now freshly naked witch. Grateful for the encouragement that came with the kiss, she tentatively returned her hands to Marisa's sides, running them up and down, getting to know the parts of her girlfriend's body she'd never seen before (and still hadn't, with her head otherwise occupied, but that's beside the point), still nervous that she was doing something wrong.

[magus_knight]

Those warm hands on her sides, bare with no barriers between them made Marisa both a bit self-concious given her scars, but she shivered all the same with a soft sound in the back of her throat as she deepend the kiss.

...they needed to move out of the doorway for this, so the witch drew back a few steps, slowly, and pulled Karen with her. Then with a flick of her hand, she used some magic to close and lock the bedroom door.

[sapphirearrow]

Karen didn't mind the scars. Oh, she didn't want more to appear, but the ones that were there were a part of Marisa, evidence that it was really her, this girl who'd decided she loved her. She made a sound of her own to match, pleased that Marisa was enjoying it (enjoying her).

Of course, Marisa wasn't the only one who liked for others to take initiative, and Karen was quite happy to follow her in, then to continue the movement herself, bringing them closer to the bed.

[magus_knight]

That bed may be the end destination, Marisa easily letting Karen continue their movement there, but she wanted to savor the moment... take her time. While she still could and she still had control over her desire. And it was entirely unfair that she was wearing so little in her open robe and Karen was still fully dressed.

This had to be fixed.

Nails traced around Karen's bare midriff until Marisa found that ribbon again. Taking it in hand, she pulled it loose. "I love you," she whispered between kisses. "I'm all yours..."

[sapphirearrow]

Indeed, the problem Marisa was working to solve was a serious one. Karen's skirt didn't immediately fall to the ground--something that came off so easily would have been such incredible Murphy's Law bait as to make performing impossible--but Marisa would have a very easy time of it.

"And I'm yours," Karen breathed as she raised her arms to give Marisa an easier time removing her top. She didn't mind savoring the moment. "I love you, Marisa." As much as she wanted to go ahead, she also wanted to hold back, convince herself she wasn't going to do something horribly wrong and ruin everything. Which was to say, do things anything less than perfectly and feel unreasonably bad about it forever.

[magus_knight]

Considering the kind of clothes Marisa typically wore with all the ties and pieces, removing the costume wasn't hard at all. Except her hands shook a bit with her nerves, so she fumbled a bit, face turning red. Soon her palms were smoothing over skin as she gently worked Karen's top off, those gold eyes of hers taking in every inch of scar-free skin as it was revealed.

"You're so beautiful..."

[sapphirearrow]

Karen's vision was interrupted for a moment, after which she saw what she'd only felt before. As far as she was concerned, it was the most beautiful sight she'd ever seen. At the compliment, her face reddened to match Marisa's.

Another kiss was the only response she could manage, setting her hands on Marisa's back. With some mental effort, she was about to bring them close together, letting their skin touch.

[magus_knight]

Marisa let her hands glide up Karen's collarbone, along her neck and then up to her hair as they kissed. She could feel the heat coming off her girlfriend's body and wondered if her own was just as warm.

Gods, she wanted to run her hands through silken blue locks, but Karen's hair was still tied back. That became her next task, carefully working the tie free. That was, of course, until the distance between them was eliminated and the witch felt skin against skin and the soft press of breast against her own.

She shivered - shivered hard - with the beginnings of a moan caught in the back of her throat. She also accidentally jerked the band restraining Karen's hair, snapping it which lead to all that hair cascading down.