Inuyasha, "Power Play" Kikyou/Tsubaki, rated R
Title: Power Play
Author: Paynesgrey
Prompt: #10 - mind at iy_themes
Characters/Pairing: Kikyou/Tsubaki
Rating: R
Word Count: 200
Genre: Drama/Dark/Yuri
Warnings: sexual themes
Summary: They shared this hell together.
Kikyou didn’t resist when the woman’s long, cold fingers traced over her flesh, searching and absorbing the heat of her body. She let out a calm sigh, and the hand snuck under her garb, pushing away to expose more skin.
The woman smirked at her as she crawled on top of Kikyou, finding her lips.
Kikyou felt a spark of realization - this woman’s mouth was as cold as her hands. She knew why she warned her about love. She scorned her about sin and weakness, as if she knew Kikyou would fail.
She tried to hide her smile at knowing the woman’s secret.
She didn’t mind that Tsubaki was right; Kikyou couldn’t love anyone but she could pretend. The measure of either of their hearts was no longer significant. (They shared this hell together.)
Kikyou reached her hand behind the woman’s head and yanked on a chunk of her hair. She crowed in surprise, and Kikyou flipped her under - reminding her who was in charge.
She tugged harder on the graying strands, and Tsubaki whimpered derisively. Kikyou scratched her nails down the front of Tsubaki’s chest and stretched away her kimono.
Tsubaki knew the power had shifted in their game.
Author: Paynesgrey
Prompt: #10 - mind at iy_themes
Characters/Pairing: Kikyou/Tsubaki
Rating: R
Word Count: 200
Genre: Drama/Dark/Yuri
Warnings: sexual themes
Summary: They shared this hell together.
Kikyou didn’t resist when the woman’s long, cold fingers traced over her flesh, searching and absorbing the heat of her body. She let out a calm sigh, and the hand snuck under her garb, pushing away to expose more skin.
The woman smirked at her as she crawled on top of Kikyou, finding her lips.
Kikyou felt a spark of realization - this woman’s mouth was as cold as her hands. She knew why she warned her about love. She scorned her about sin and weakness, as if she knew Kikyou would fail.
She tried to hide her smile at knowing the woman’s secret.
She didn’t mind that Tsubaki was right; Kikyou couldn’t love anyone but she could pretend. The measure of either of their hearts was no longer significant. (They shared this hell together.)
Kikyou reached her hand behind the woman’s head and yanked on a chunk of her hair. She crowed in surprise, and Kikyou flipped her under - reminding her who was in charge.
She tugged harder on the graying strands, and Tsubaki whimpered derisively. Kikyou scratched her nails down the front of Tsubaki’s chest and stretched away her kimono.
Tsubaki knew the power had shifted in their game.