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With a satisfying click of the lock, Ema was able to finally open the door to her apartment. The door swung open with extra force, slamming on the wall with a thud.
She dragged Kuroyanagi - draped over her shoulder, her eyes still fighting to stay open - into the room.
Home sweet home.
"Finally," Kuro sighed. As Ema approached her bed, Kuroyanagi lazily detached her chest from Ema's shoulder and slid onto the bed, chest first.
"Careful, you still got blood on you." Ema said, with a scowl. "Try not to get it on my bed."
"Whatever you say princess." She teased as Ema headed off to presumably fetch the first aid kit.
Kuroyanagi rolled over on her back. She could feel it sink into the mattress, it almost felt like a cushion that could wrap around a single surface of your body.
More air came out of her lungs, the metallic tang of blood still stinging her taste buds.
She was aching all over. In some places more than others.
The exhaustion felt like a ghost trying to possess her, on this comfy bed the urge to resist doesn't come easy.
"You still awake?" She moved her pupils, which met with Ema.
She came back with the First aid kit in hand.
"Well I'm not dead, am I?" She quipped. She smiled a little.
"You better not be. What am I going to do with a dead body on my bed?" She grunted.
Kuroyanagi chuckled. There's no way she'd keel over that quickly, especially from a bike crash. She's durable like that.
Ema scanned Kuroyanagi's face one more time checking to see if there was any wounds.
Kuroyanagi has a tooth missing from the bottom row - an incisor. Ema knew about it after the crash, it was the first injury she saw from Kuroyanagi.
Running up to Kuro she flashed her a toothy grin, her hair disheveled and her face dirty.
The tooth was notably missing there.
Ema stopped starring at the tooth and looked at the second injury she spotted.
"Ow…" Kuroyanagi hissed as Ema dabbed the open cut on her cheek.
"Let me clean this excess blood off first." Ema said.
"Does it ruin my face?" Kuro said.
"What?"
"Do I at least look badass with this scar? I don't like the idea that I ruined my pretty face for no reason, now."
Ema rolled her eyes as she applied a bandaid to it.
"You do now with this bandaid."
"Do I?” She cocked her head.
“I mean, like a highschool delinquent from a manga or something?”
Kuroyanagi smiled. “Heh, I can see that.”
Ema leaned in much to Kuroyanagi’s surprise, their faces almost brushing over each other. Kuroyanagi felt her heart rate steadily quicken in response. She looked into her hazel eyes and they starred back.
She felt Ema’s hand on her shoulder. Kuroyanagi tried her damndest to hold in that blush as she slid off her jacket with extreme ease.
She can feel a draft tickle her skin a little.
“Yeah let’s see how bad the rest of your body is." She circled Kuro over to her back. "You took a real nasty tumble there."
"Right…" Kuro responded, almost disappointed. What a fucking tease.
"That's… A lot of bruises." She heard Ema murmur.
"I told you, I can live. Not like I'm gonna die or anythin'" Kuro reached for her jacket only to have Ema's hand grab her wrist.
"Hey! What's your-" Those hazel eyes again. Why do they have to be so mesmerizing?
"Your arm…" There was an almost whisper to her voice.
"Wha…?"
She noticed Ema's gaze waa fixated on her forearm. Her arm was bent a little bit, it looked like she was flexing her bicep.
"I don't know why I didn't notice it in that Pyramid Head cosplay but…" Her parm went over to her bicep and gently squeezed it.
Kuroyanagi squinted in response to how cold her palm was.
"You have some muscle on your bicep."
"Not a lot." She replied flatly.
Ema squeezed it again.
"These are Tifa Lockheart biceps right here. You're very pretty but hot damn do your muscles add to it."
"What? You think biceps are hot or something?" She said coyly.
"I'm more of an abs girl."
Kuroyanagi's lips slowly twisted like a snake, morphing to the shake of a grin.
The twinkle in her eye gives Ema shivers down her spine.
"Abs you say?"
"Kuro what are you thinking?" Slight panic was in her voice.
Kuroyanagi reached for the back of her corset.
"No, no not in front of me!" She prepared her hands ready to cover her face.
Too late. Kuroyanagi's corset gracefully fell off her body, zero revealing her white, lacey bra and her gut.
"Oh no, it's just as I thought." She groaned.
Ema could clearly see the abs. They weren't mega chiseled but they were very VERY noticeable.
And notice them she did, it didn't take long for her to be mesmerized by the damn abs.
They were shiny, too.
SHINY!
She zeroed in on them - fuck, she can see her reflection in the damn things.
"Like what you see?" Kuro said seductively.
Dammit Kuro! You're not helping matters.
Ema just wanted to reach out and poke them.
Just a simple poke.
Her right index finger was shaky as she lifted it up, she can feel her back tingle a little as her fingernail very nearly approached Kuroyanagi's bare skin.
She traced a circle over one of the abs, she could hear her chuckle. It must tickle.
Then she moved on to the next ab, and the next.
They all felt so firm and strong.
"Y'know… it won't hurt if you worked out more."
Kuroyanagi gently placed a hand on Ema's shoulder. "You want more of this, do you?"
"N-NO!" God fucking yes!
"What? You don't wanna know what I'd look like as a muscle Goddess?" She purred.
Ema's face went red much to Kuroyanagi’s amusement.
"Are you getting off on this?"
"Dunno, you getting off on seeing my muscles?"
"Yes." Ema covered her mouth instantaneously. Why did she say that?
Kuroyanagi’s index finger and thumb parted her hands as she gripped Ema's chin.
"Hey naughty of you to lie to me about not wanting to see my muscles."
"I'm gonna kill you." She sighed.
"You'll fail." Kuroyanagi cackled a little. "You'd probably die like a hundred times."
"Jesus…" Ema looked into Kuro's eyes. "I feel sorry for whoever is going to be doing that."
Kuroyanagi gently pulled her hand away from Ema's chin.
Ema leaned in to her dangerously close.
Kuroyanagi just sat there smiling, she could feel her heartbeat quicken once again.
Ema's going to go in for the kiss!
She squealed mentally.
She looks so damn cute this way.
The brunette leaned in and began suckin on the nape of her kneck.
Not a kiss but close enough.
Ema then proceeded to follow a path down her body. Sticking on her flesh until she reached the abs once again.
Kuroyanagi reeled back and laid her back on the bed.
She groaned as Ema left sloppy kisses on her gut.
They she felt her pants tugg.
She rose her head a little bit and glanced at Ema, who had one hand on Kuro's pants.
Ema gestured her head.
She was asking if it was okay to pull them off.
Kuroyanagi gave her the go ahead.
Ema easily slipped the pants down, panties included to reveal Kuroyanagi’s bare pushy.
"You know… I actually have never done this before." Ema said nervously as Kuroyanagi’s crotch gradually zoomed in.
"Just take it easy." Ema smiled.
She went in.
Kuro reeled back as she felt Ema's tongue on her clit.
Her bottom lip was trying to suck but the tongue was squirming around in there.
It was on the verge of driving her mad.
Kuroyanagi gripped her hair as she slowly went in further. Her breathe was quickening in pace.
"You're making me sweat." She huffed.
Ema didn't respond - instead - thrusting her tongue deeper.
"Oh god! That hit the spot." She felt herself inching ever so close to the climax.
She breathed harder as it went along until.
She latched into one of her boobs squeezing it tight. This is it, the moment of no return.
She braced herself, clenching her teeth hard.
Then… nothing.
She opened one eye and then both.
Ema was on top of her.
He jaw was dripping.
"Hey! What gives?"
Ema starred at her.
Then she took off her treasured lab coat and threw it off the bed.
"I want you to do something for me." The way she says it made it feel like she was almost in a trance.
"Shoot."
She leaned in, her hot breath reflecting on her right ear.
She could almost taste her own cum.
Then she whispered. "I want you to fuck my brains out."
Kuroyanagi smiled.
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Ema screamed into her ear.
She clutched her shoulder tightly as their Vagina's collided.
They were both fully in the nude. Kuro wished she could look at Ema in her black underwear for longer but oh well.
Ema's breathing was heavy, she could easily hear her whimpers and grunts.
Kuroyanagi ran her palms over Ema's back, stroking it.
She breath was all over her neck.
She could feel Ema's teeth grazing her skin, her nails were digging into her flesh.
She wouldn't mind Ema patching those wounds up for her, she could tease her about worrying about her little tumble while inflicting a wound on her during sex.
"Oh… oh god…" She panted.
"This what you were talking about?" Kuroyanagi grinned.
She simply groaned in response.
She embraced her harder, whey she felt Ema's breath escaping her lungs she had to slow down.
As she thrusted her vagina - the force from her back had Ema fall backwards with her still attached.
Ema's head landed safely on the pillow.
Kuroyanagi was on top of her now.
They both huffed and puffed.
Kuro raised herself above Ema.
God she looked so cute.
"Do you wanna finish this off?" Ema said as she stroked Kuroyanagi's bicep.
Kuroyanagi simply smiled at her and went for her neck, nibbling at it much to Ema's pleasure.
Her hips got to work, rubbing her womanhood on hers.
Ema's head clinched, she wrapped her legs around Kuroyanagi's waist.
Kuroyanagi sucked at her collarbone, her right arm grabbing her ponytail, pulling on it.
Her moans and groans echoed in her ears which soon transformed into mild screams.
Kuroyanagi herself felt like he was about to cum.
Ema brought her in tighter, her arms have been gripping her skin the whole time. She looked at Kuro, Kuro looked at her back.
“Aaaah… AAAAAAAHHHH!”
The climax was happening, she gritted her teeth as she buried her face in Ema’s neck once again.
Then they went limp.
She was so tuckered out.
Exhausted coming in and still fucking exhausted.
Ema breathed lightly, her hand was still holding on to one of Kuroyanagi’s biceps.
Kuro rolled over lazily - her back on the bed, and her head was on the pillow.
She wished her pack of those shitty placebo cigarettes were close by.
She could go for a smoke.
Kuroyanagi looked over to her side, Ema was asleep already.
She was curled around the right side of her body like a Koala on a tree branch, her face was rested and peaceful - a stark contrast to how she was feeling earlier.
And she was SO CUTE… like always.
Fuck, she should have told her she loved her.
Oh well.
She snaked a hand over to the back of her head, stroking it.
This was all she ever wanted.