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Oct. 3rd, 2006 03:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Miho's room is, indeed, much more personal than the last time Mary Anne saw it. It's still stark and white - white walls, white sheets and comforter on the low futon - but now there's also a deep pile rug (also white, of course), on the blonde floorboards, and an enormous and extremely comfortable (white) leather bean bag sofa with a coffee table in front of it.
A book-case at one end of the bean bag has an eclectic collection of books, graphic novels and movies, and there's a small (digital) sound system next to the television. A few half-finished projects are lying on a neat desk. In other words, she looks like she's moved in, not as if she expects to leave at any moment.
A book-case at one end of the bean bag has an eclectic collection of books, graphic novels and movies, and there's a small (digital) sound system next to the television. A few half-finished projects are lying on a neat desk. In other words, she looks like she's moved in, not as if she expects to leave at any moment.
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Date: 2006-10-03 05:23 am (UTC)Miho shrugs. The robe slips down again and this time she ignores it.
"And it sucks."
She sighs, and abruptly changes the subject.
"You know. Your eyes are fascinating."
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Date: 2006-10-03 05:25 am (UTC)(sisters and fiancees and ex-wives and entirely too many other women)
She laughs softly. "Glad you like them."
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Date: 2006-10-03 05:30 am (UTC)"Very much."
Pupils dilated, Miho's eyes are near as black as Mary Anne's are blue. Not quite, of course, for her eyes are purely human.
"And not just the eyes, of course."
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Date: 2006-10-03 05:48 am (UTC)This seems the appropriate time to steal a kiss.
So she does.
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Date: 2006-10-03 05:51 am (UTC)And kisses back.
And if there is just the smallest touch of desperation, what of it? She hasn't seen Mary Anne in a while, after all.
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Date: 2006-10-03 06:07 am (UTC)She reaches over and manages to set her glass on the coffee table without spilling; after that, both of her hands are free to hold Miho's face in optimal kissing range.
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Date: 2006-10-03 02:50 pm (UTC)It's lucky that Miho's glass is empty, as she drops it when she slips lithely forward into Mary Anne's lap, winding her hands into the other woman's hair.
And then her lips are far too busy for words.
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Date: 2006-10-03 09:29 pm (UTC)One hand slips down Miho's neck to her back, eventually settling on a hip as Mary Anne wraps her arm around her waist to pull her closer.
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Date: 2006-10-03 09:44 pm (UTC)Lips, however, are not, and Miho's lips travel sideways to Mary Anne's neck. And her kisses sting a little, and her fingers are hard, but that's not bad, is it?
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Date: 2006-10-03 09:51 pm (UTC)She tilts her head, exposing her throat and giving Miho more room to work. The hand on Miho's hip tugs up the edge of the robe, ghosting over thigh and hip like a promise before running nails up her back.
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Date: 2006-10-03 10:00 pm (UTC)So she gasps, and arches back into Mary Anne's nails, her own hands slipping under her shirt. Mary Anne might notice - certainly will, in fact - that Miho has one of her knves strapped to a thigh. Shealways does, no matter how safe she feels.
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Date: 2006-10-03 10:12 pm (UTC)With her free hand, she draws the knife, pausing a moment to examine it.
"What have we here, hm?" she asks, teeth nipping at the curve of Miho's ear.
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Date: 2006-10-03 10:25 pm (UTC)"Oh, you know me," huskily, with a shiver, "always prepared."
She's very still under Mary Anne's hands now, fingers curling into her sides.
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Date: 2006-10-03 10:34 pm (UTC)"Now the question is what to do with it," she murmurs.
There's the momentary press of cold steel to the back of Miho's neck, before Mary Anne trails the tip of the blade along her spine--just enough pressure to make it's presence known, but not to snag the fabric of the robe.
"Any suggestions?"
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Date: 2006-10-03 10:49 pm (UTC)"I'm sure you can think of something" she manages, the skin of her back suddenly excruciatingly sensitive. Of course, if the tables were turned. . . but Mary Anne is the one holding the knife.
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Date: 2006-10-03 11:02 pm (UTC)She leans back enough to fit the knife between them and have a clear view of what she's doing. She slips the flat of the blade beneath the sash on the robe and tugs it loose, careful not to cut the satin. The knifepoint flicks the sides of the robe open, then traces a line over Miho's collarbone.
No blood--not yet. She smiles.
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Date: 2006-10-03 11:11 pm (UTC)"And your best is so terribly good," she whispers, lips and jaw barely moving.
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Date: 2006-10-03 11:24 pm (UTC)The knife moves slowly, slowly back and forth across her chest, moving progressively lower before dragging a line down along her breastbone. There's enough pressure for blood this time.
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Date: 2006-10-03 11:41 pm (UTC)Enough pressure, especially when Miho arches her back, pushing forward into the sweet bite of the steel. Her breath hisses a little between her teeth, and her eyelids flutter, slightly.
The thin line of blood that wells up behind the blade thickens, hands for a moment, before spilling over and running down her chest, and her belly.
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Date: 2006-10-03 11:46 pm (UTC)Her lips are stained when she lifts her head.
"Waste not," she murmurs, then kisses her.
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Date: 2006-10-04 12:08 am (UTC)What Miho wants now is Mary Anne, so she's more than happy to kiss back, tasting her own blood salty on those sweet lips. Her hands slip up, now, curling into her hair.
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Date: 2006-10-04 12:44 am (UTC)"Getting blood on my good clothes..."
She pulls away just long enough to discard shirt and bra, then resumes the kiss.
"Much better."
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Date: 2006-10-04 12:49 am (UTC)Miho watches appreciatively as Mary Anne strips, and picks up the knife that she'd discarded in order to have both hands free. She turns it over, running the tip of an index finger lightly along the razor edge. Miho keeps her weapons in perfect condicion.
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Date: 2006-10-04 12:52 am (UTC)"Careful, now. Wouldn't want you to cut yourself."
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Date: 2006-10-04 12:59 am (UTC)"Wouldn't we?"
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