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Title: Cold Comfort
Claim: Noir
Pairing: Chloe/Kirika, vague Kirika/Mireille
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 250
The manor is dark and silent as Chloe steals through the halls. She knows Kirika is awake and watching when she opens the door and slips inside the moonlit room.
"Chloe?" Kirika's voice is calm and quiet as Chloe removes the last of her clothes and climbs into bed.
"I thought you must be lonely," Chloe says. "It's your first night back at home," she adds, and reaches out, but doesn't touch. She lets her hand rest carefully in the space between them.
"Do you miss her?" she says next. No, she thinks when Kirika doesn't answer, why would you?
Kirika still doesn't speak, doesn't make a sound, but then her hand slides across the mattress towards Chloe's. Even then they don't touch, not until Chloe takes that hand and draws it down between her legs, and the hand curls around her, fits to the curve of her body. She can feel Kirika's breath against her face and she moves closer till their breaths meet and mingle.
Kirika touches her and Chloe shifts her thighs apart and wonders how much she remembers of their time before. She wonders what Mireille might have taught her in the time since. She thinks of them at night in Mireille's bed and presses Kirika's hand against her harder, deeper.
But her thoughts are full of hope tonight and why ever would it matter she asks herself, as she lays her face against Kirika's breast. Kirika is here, and where is Mireille? She's nowhere. Alone.
Claim: Noir
Pairing: Chloe/Kirika, vague Kirika/Mireille
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 250
The manor is dark and silent as Chloe steals through the halls. She knows Kirika is awake and watching when she opens the door and slips inside the moonlit room.
"Chloe?" Kirika's voice is calm and quiet as Chloe removes the last of her clothes and climbs into bed.
"I thought you must be lonely," Chloe says. "It's your first night back at home," she adds, and reaches out, but doesn't touch. She lets her hand rest carefully in the space between them.
"Do you miss her?" she says next. No, she thinks when Kirika doesn't answer, why would you?
Kirika still doesn't speak, doesn't make a sound, but then her hand slides across the mattress towards Chloe's. Even then they don't touch, not until Chloe takes that hand and draws it down between her legs, and the hand curls around her, fits to the curve of her body. She can feel Kirika's breath against her face and she moves closer till their breaths meet and mingle.
Kirika touches her and Chloe shifts her thighs apart and wonders how much she remembers of their time before. She wonders what Mireille might have taught her in the time since. She thinks of them at night in Mireille's bed and presses Kirika's hand against her harder, deeper.
But her thoughts are full of hope tonight and why ever would it matter she asks herself, as she lays her face against Kirika's breast. Kirika is here, and where is Mireille? She's nowhere. Alone.