Night 48: F1-F10 Hallway

[mizuhomaiden]

This was it. This was the night she'd been working toward since she'd learned what youkai were. This was... going to fail horribly because Sheena was so damn nervous. Or so she thought it would. Yes, she'd gone over everything a couple times, but she couldn't get past the part where the fact that Yukari was, well, Yukari. Such an unpredictable

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[mind_the_sukima]

For once, Yukari had not fallen asleep after eating dinner. Though she'd never admit it, anticipation for what was coming tonight had her restless, unable to sit still for long. She'd put on the shirt and jacket, and even the tie was tied nicely - she'd worry about the implications of retaining Violet's muscle-memory later. Of course, she couldn't go out in just that, so after some debate, she'd gone with the white capris obtained from the Doyleton trip and her own shoes. It didn't match perfectly, but it blended well enough. Lastly, of course, was her ever-present hat and a few loose ribbons tied into her hair.

Done with that, the youkai was left prowling about her room as she waited for night to fall. Ah, she was looking forwards to this. So as it was, she was alert and listening as soon as the doctor finished his announcements. Soon, she heard footsteps outside her room. Was it her? Whoever it was walked away... before coming back again. Yukari smiled and the grumbling only confirmed her suspicions.

When the poor girl finally

Re: F2

[mizuhomaiden]

"Ugh! I hate you," Sheena spat back, storming away from Yukari. Damn youkai...

She went to her desk, willing her face to return to its normal color, and roughly grabbed the fudge out of the drawer. She then stormed past Yukari and plopped down on her bed, scowl set on her face.

She opened the package, broke a small piece off, and then popped it into her own mouth as she laid back on her bed with a frustrated sigh. Like hell she was giving the youkai any fudge at the moment.

Re: F2

[mind_the_sukima]

Sheena's "hatred" was only met with more amused chuckles as the youkai watched her storm about the room. After the ninja had finally flopped down on her bed, the youkai followed, taking a seat beside her. For the moment, she just stared down at her, a smile playing on her face as she watched the girl fume.

Though, that chocolate did look pretty good. still, Yukari made no move for it for now.

Re: F2

[mizuhomaiden]

The fudge was good, and Sheena savored it. It almost made her less frustrated at Yukari. Almost. With a huff, she looked away from the youkai as she chewed.

Was she really such an easy target? What was it about that damn youkai that made it nearly impossible for her to resist? And why the hell did Yukari insist on being so damn... attractive? All damn good questions in Sheena's opinion.

Re: F2

[mind_the_sukima]

After a few moments of silent contemplation though, Yukari began to move again, laying a hand on Sheena's leg beside her and lightly trailing her fingers upwards.

"Shee~na," she said softly, starting to lean over the girl, some of the ribbon-tied strands of hair falling over her shoulder as she did so. The youkai looked towards the girl's face, even if she was turned away, her tone questioning even if there was no question.

Re: F2

[mizuhomaiden]

She started a little bit when she felt the contact on her leg, the muscle there twitching as Yukari's hand moved. After a few moments, Sheena looked back and impulsively reached her free hand up to stroke one strand of hair that had fallen onto the ninja's chest.

"...what?"

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[mind_the_sukima]

There. At least she wasn't going to try completely ignoring her. The fact that Sheena was playing with her hair now was also a positive sign and the corners of the youkai's lips curled up.

"Just one piece?" Yukari asked, smiling as winsomely as possible, continuing to lean until she had to put out her free arm for support, her hand coming down on the bed besides the ninja's shoulder. More blonde locks tumbled down to join the others. Meanwhile, her other hand continued up the girl's thigh, fingers momentarily toying with the hem of her yayoi before continuing past, coming to a halt around her waist for now.

Re: F2

[mizuhomaiden]

"Maybe," Sheena replied, twirling blonde hair about her finger. She was quite aware of the location of the youkai's hand, though she didn't react to it any more than the occasional twitching of the muscles as her fingers passed over them.

"I'm not so sure you deserve my generosity," she added on.

Re: F2

[mind_the_sukima]

For the moment, at least, Yukari was not using her hands to try and elicit a reaction from the ninja. Not to say that she wasn't trying to, though. Just not with her hands.

"And what," she began, leaning in more, almost directly over Sheena but for where she sat besides her still, "might I do to receive my lady's favor then, hmm?"

Re: F2

[mizuhomaiden]

Sheena's breath caught and pink slowly spread across her face and down her neck at the proximity and words of the youkai. It was barely noticeable, but she trembled. Willpower? Ha! That exists?

"I-I don't know," she stammered out, caught by Yukari's gaze. Her hand stilled, keeping her from twisting the youkai's hair into a knot and she subconsciously licked her lips.

Re: F2

[mind_the_sukima]

Smiling, Yukari dropped down onto her elbow, enclosing the ninja's head in a curtain of blonde. A dark chuckling rose from her throat as she held the ninja's eyes with her gaze.

"Then perhaps I might be so bold as to offer a few suggestions?" she said, as if she wouldn't anyway. As she did, the youkai swung her leg over the ninja so that now she was on her knees on the bed, straddling over her. That was one advantage of pants compared to frilly dresses.

Re: F2

[mizuhomaiden]

Sheena stopped breathing again for a few long seconds, a shiver running through her when Yukari moved over her. Her mind flashed briefly back to that horrible night when her youkai wasn't her youkai and that move 'Violet' pulled on her. She was drawn from the memories as the youkai's necklace hung down from her neck, swaying only a few inches above Sheena's face.

Yukari was hers. Her summon spirit. No one else's, but hers.

Re: F2

[mind_the_sukima]

"Perhaps you'd like a kiss?" the youkai suggested, leaning forwards and stealing one quickly from Sheena's lips before pulling back. "Perhaps you'd like another?"

Drawing close, Yukari kissed her again, but this time didn't pull back after that initial contact. Her lips lingered on Sheena's, softly but insistently plying her softness for pleasurable contact. After a few, achingly long moments of this, she drew back once more, but this time only just, her face still close, her eyes full of dark mystery that was no mystery at all to one who could feel the youkai's desire, almost like a hunger.

"Perhaps, you'd like something more?" she asked, breath hot on the summoner's lips.

Re: F2

[mizuhomaiden]

Yes, she would like a kiss. And another. That second kiss pulling a response from her, her free hand came up to lightly rest in Yukari's cheek. A little sigh was heard in the back of her throat and she closed here eyes until the youkai pulled back.

Captured again by those violent eyes, Sheena's sifted through all those mysteries finding it surprisingly easy when she could feel what Yukari felt. And, wow... That sense of desire caused her face to flush and her breathing to not be nearly as steady as she would have liked.

"Maybe I do," she whispered before she moved to snag her lips.

Re: F2

[mind_the_sukima]

Conveniently, what Sheena wanted just happened to coincide nicely with what Yukari wanted, as evidenced by how eagerly the youkai met her lips. She lowered her body onto Sheena's, one leg slipping out at a time until she was lying atop the girl, nothing left but a meaningless boundary of cloth between their bodies. Her hand curled up into Sheena's hair, fingers playing with violet strands even as her other hand started to slide up the girl's side from her hip.

Her tongue darted out across the ninja's lips, for just a taste, but it was clear the youkai was hungry for more than that.

Re: F2

[mizuhomaiden]

Instantly, Sheena's hands were buried in Yukari's hair, her body pressing up against the youkai's, as her fingertips grazed Yukari's cheek as it slipped into blonde strands. Sheena might have not been so responsive given the teasing she'd just endured - the bar of fudge laying forgotten at the foot of the bed - but there was that connection between her and youkai now.

And a summoner with a pact, one she could feel, was a very happy summoner indeed. She could feel the rough edge of the youkai's pendant brushing against her cleavage. The silly hat was pulled from Yukari's head as Sheena gave a small whimper, feeling the youkai's tongue brush across her lips.

Pulling her closer, Sheena parted her lips.