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The Big Time Pt. 10

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*Chapter 10: The Recuperation

10:01 pm. Monday, July 7. Alyssa Milano”s home. Los Angeles, California.*

Katie leaned back and stretched her arms, letting out a satisfying yawn. “I”m beat.”

Alyssa sighed too. “Me too. It”s been a long day.” She sat up. “But the night is just beginning. How about I make us a couple drinks?”

“Have any movies we could watch?” asked Katie as she followed Alyssa down the stairs.

“I”ve got a little collection. Check the cabinet on the right behind the CDs.” Alyssa entered the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, shivering a little at the cool breeze. After grabbing a few ingredients she shut the door and mixed up a pair of tall, long drinks. She entered the living room and handed one glass to Katie as she sat down next to her. “Good choice. This is one of my personal favorites.”

“I haven”t seen this one before,” said Katie with a chuckle. “In fact I haven”t seen any of those movies before.”

“You”ll love it.” They sat on the couch watching the images move around. Katie smirked as two women ran a circle around their car before getting back in before the light turned green. Alyssa had already put her drink down; it was mostly empty already. Katie ran her hand through her hair and breathed a long sigh. Alyssa picked up the remote control and turned the volume down on her television. “This part is kind of boring. Did you hear about what happened to Kirsten Dunst?”

“Hmm?” said Katie distractedly.

“The plot isn”t that riveting is it?” said Alyssa. “You”ve heard about Kirsten Dunst and that shooting?”

“Yes, of course. It”s absolutely terrible,” said Katie. “I hope she”s okay.”

“I bet she is,” said Alyssa. “If she was like, dead, I”m sure we would have heard about it.”

“Yes, we would”ve,” said Katie as she crossed one leg over the other. “I”m actually much more worried about Mike.” Katie turned to Alyssa. “He was in that movie too and one of my really good friends. He hasn”t called me since it happened.”

“Oh?” asked Alyssa as she licked some juice off one of her fingers. “I”m sure he”s okay, the other person could have been anyone.”

“I hope you”re right.”

“I always am,” said Alyssa. “So you and Mike are just friends?”

“Um. It”s a little weird, but yeah, I guess we are just friends,” said Katie.

“Ohhhh. Phew,” said Alyssa with a smile. “I got the impression that you and Mike were together.”

“Really? From who?”

“Mike,” said Alyssa.

“When did you meet him?” asked Katie. She suddenly shivered and a spattering of goose bumps appeared on her thigh.

“I nailed him about a month ago,” said Alyssa like she was ordering coffee. “Then Rose McGowan and I fucked the shit out of him a little bit after that.”

Katie looked at Alyssa with one eyebrow raised. “You”re not much for subtlety are you.”

“Does it bother you?”

“It shouldn”t,” said Katie hesitantly.

“Besides, do you think he”s going to mind that we”re sitting naked on my couch watching porn and fingering each other”s pussies?” asked Alyssa.

“It would be hypocritical wouldn”t it?”

“Ooooh, here we go.” She turned the volume back up.

It certainly looked like Devon, Jenteal and Raylene were having a fun time on that porch in the mountains. While Alyssa and Katie were one short of reenacting that scene that certainly was not stopping them from enjoying themselves. They were a little fatigued from the sweaty sessions they had earlier, but whatever was in the drinks Alyssa whipped up was certainly perking them up.

Katie was on the right and Alyssa was on the left. Alyssa lifted her leg and draped it across Katie”s thigh, granting her fingers better access to the pussy that she was tasting only minutes ago and would hopefully be tasting again before the night was over. Alyssa began pinching her nipples with her free hand, adding that little extra volt to the proceedings.

Alyssa”s adept fingers played with Katie”s pussy like a master violinist played his violin. There was no question of her skill, gained through hours upon hours of Sapphic fulfillment as well as self-exploration. Even though the movie was one of her favorites she found that watching the ardor grow on Katie”s utterly cute face to be much more arousing.

Katie was twirling her hair with one hand and sighing with contentment. Her other hand was of course in that special place that men dream of, rubbing and stroking gently and softly. The images leaping off the screen and the moans wafting through the air were ten times more intense with the Italian sexpot fingering her better than she ever fingered herself.

She knew that she could not keep up with Alyssa but she had to try. Katie desperately wanted to master the craft and the only way to do it was through lots of practice with a patient and willing master. She let her palm rest on Alyssa”s mons and applied pressure to both sides of her clit with her thumb and middle finger. When that little button snuck out from its hood Katie began rubbing it with her index finger.

Soon a pair of fragrant fingers made their way to Katie”s lips and she gladly sucked them into her mouth, licking and lubricating them liberally. Getting her own flavor rubbed into her tongue almost drove her as wild as tasting someone else. When Alyssa pulled her fingers way from Katie”s eager mouth, Katie”s soft folds provided a warm, wet place to hide in.

Alyssa”s willingness was obvious but patient she was not. As nice as Katie”s fingers were she was obviously more adept with her tongue and Alyssa was more than ready to receive a Katie Holmes lickdown. But first, Alyssa needed a taste of that sweet pussy hiding between Katie”s legs. She scooted even closer to Katie and kissed her on the neck. When Katie first approached Alyssa it took Alyssa all of five minutes for her to figure out the way Katie got off hardest. Somewhat ironically, the soft way was the best way. Considering Alyssa”s other partners this sort of sex was a pleasant change.

Katie loved those lips caressing her neck and then her ear. She instinctively turned her head and kissed Alyssa back, slipping her tongue inside for a few fun seconds. Alyssa increased her rubbing speed just enough to get Katie”s heart beating faster. A little penetration was in order and she soon had Katie”s hips moving back and forth in pleasure.

This served to make Katie kiss back harder and harder, moaning in appreciation into Alyssa”s open mouth. Her hands reached for those amazing tits and gave each of them a tight squeeze. Devon chirped loudly as Jenteal gave her ass a little spank. Alyssa felt Katie”s lips leave hers for a moment to watch the television screen.

“Oh so you would rather watch that porn instead of me?” said Alyssa.

“Of course not.”

“If you wanna watch it I”m not going to stop you. Why don”t you get into a more comfortable position,” said Alyssa. “Like on your hands and knees.”

“Um, okay.” Katie knelt down on the thick, soft carpet and leaned forward, her face less than a foot away from the television screen.

“Don”t take your eyes off those flopping porn star tits.” Alyssa doubted she needed to tell Katie that but she had to retrieve a few choice accessories that put the explanation point on lesbian lovemaking. As arousing as watching Devon eat pussy was, Katie was a little confused that her dripping pussy was currently unattended. “Hey! I said eyes on tits!”

“Sorry!” chimed Katie.

Alyssa had returned with a little surprise for Katie and she did not want Katie to spoil it for herself. She pressed down on the small of Katie”s back, puffing out the tight cheeks of Katie”s ass. Smacking her lips Alyssa gave Katie a long wet swipe of her tongue, from her clit to her brown eye. Alyssa opened Katie”s lips slightly and got herself a deeply fulfilling taste of Katie”s essence.

“Oh god yes Alyssa, that”s so good,” moaned Katie. Devon opened an ice cold bottle of water and began pouring it all over Raylene”s pussy.

“Just you wait honey,” said Alyssa. She let a string of anal beads fall out of her hands, holding them up by one end. After spitting a few times into Katie”s asshole she pressed the first bead into Katie”s rear end.

“Oh jeez, what is that?” asked Katie as her muscles contracted involuntarily. It had been a while since someone played with her ass like this.

“Relax baby.” She gently pressed the next bead inside and then the next.

“Oh my god,” said Katie as she scrunched her eyes shut. She clenched the carpet when Alyssa pressed in two more. Desperately, she rubbed her clit as the mind blowing mix of pleasure and pain coursed through her flesh.

Alyssa gradually took over the clit rubbing, leaving Katie”s hands to the sole task of keeping her from falling over from pleasure. “How”s that feel?” asked Alyssa.

“Soooo good, oh my god.”

There was little outlet for Katie”s pent up pleasure except for gripping the edges of the television tightly and moaning louder than the porn stars. The string of beads nestled in her ass was providing a constant stream of pleasure that kept her right on the edge of an orgasm. Alyssa would have liked to keep her there for a long while but the delicate little moans escaping Katie”s lips were turning her on so much that she was going to need release soon too.

Alyssa lay down on her back and slid under Katie”s heated body. Katie lowered her wet pussy to Alyssa”s lips and reveled in the double dose of pleasure she was now receiving. She watched with fervor the up close and personal pussy licking on the television screen through the vertical blinds of her unkempt hair. Alyssa was outperforming the onscreen pros admirably.

She took hold of the string of beads and slowly extracted them from Katie”s orifice. The exit was more pleasurable than the entry. As each bead popped out another spike of pleasure drove itself into her brain with Alyssa”s tongue clearing the way. The exit of the final bead along with a clit-jolting slurp from Alyssa brought Katie to a skin tingling release that had her screaming in pleasure.

After a few post-orgasm licks Alyssa scooted out from under Katie and sat up. Katie was leaning against the television, her head flush with the screen. When she finally lifted her tired head up there was a wide grin on Alyssa”s face. Half that smile was from having the fresh taste of Katie”s cum on her lips and the other half was from seeing the bride of Frankenstein hairdo Katie was now sporting.

“What, what is it?” asked Katie. Alyssa laughed and pointed at Katie”s head. Katie reached up and felt the residual static charge on her hair. “Oh.” She began chuckling as well.

“I knew I was good, but that, is definitely a first.”

“What are those things?”

“Just another item from my toy collection,” said Alyssa.

“I think I”m going to need a set of my own,” quipped Katie.

Alyssa got back onto the couch. “Before you run off to the porn shops honey, you”ve got some chores to do,” said Alyssa as she leaned back, puffing out her fabulous chest.

“You know how much I love chores,” said Katie. She tweaked Alyssa”s nipples and kissed her.

“Katie, I thought I was pretty clear the first time.”

“Mmm yes you were,” said Katie. She let her nose drag down Alyssa”s chin and neck. Face to areola, Katie took a hardening nipple between her lips and sucked. After only a few seconds of that she took the nipple between her teeth and gave it a little bite that sent sparks of pleasure throughout Alyssa”s body. Katie loved hearing that little gasp and devoured Alyssa”s other breast, forcing Alyssa onto her back.

“Ooh baby, lick em!” urged Alyssa. Katie would have responded were it not for a mouthful of tit. Alyssa”s pussy was getting hotter and wetter with each passing moment and this development did not escape the notice of Katie”s roving hands. Soon, she was on her knees, feasting away.

There was no fanfare, no teasing or toys, just simple, aggressive pussy licking from a woman who was still relatively new to Sapphic lovemaking but was quickly picking up the intricacies. After a few minutes of that agile tongue wiggling around her cuntal lips, Alyssa could have cared less about her favorite lesbian flick. Katie”s lip smacking and Alyssa”s groans were drowning the sound out and Alyssa”s eyes were shut tight as she reveled in the pleasure.

“Fucking yes Katie!” said Alyssa. Katie forced her fingers inside the pussy below her tongue and pistoned them as fast as she could. “Shit, yes! I”m commmmming!” shrieked Alyssa as cum washed over Katie”s tongue.

Once Katie had suitably gathered up all of Alyssa”s dew she clambered up onto the couch next to the gasping beauty. “Mmm, chores.” Alyssa chuckled as she put her leg over Katie”s thigh again.

*10:55 pm. Room 916. St. Joseph Hospital. Chicago, Illinois.*

“You feeling tired kiddo?” said Klaus as he stroked his daughter”s head. “You oughta to be wide awake you been sleeping so long.”

“I should be. But I guess I am pretty tired dad.”

“Alright,” said Inez. She sighed mightily. “I think I might actually get a good sleep tonight too.”

“I”ve been sleeping fine,” said Christian.

“Thanks Chris. You”ve been so helpful,” said Kirsten with a grin.

“Aren”t I always?”

Klaus was writing on the hospital stationery. “Here”s the number and where we”re staying. We”ll be back first thing in the morning, okay?”

“Okay. Bye guys.”

Inez hugged Kirsten. “Bye Kiki.” Christian was up next with much the same procedure.

“Sleep well honey,” said Klaus. He kissed her on her forehead and they left. Natalie hung back; Kirsten”s family had dominated the conversation and she had not said much to Kirsten.

She walked over to the side of the bed and held Kirsten”s hand. “I”m so happy you”re okay Kiki.”

“Me too.”

Natalie grinned slightly and then adopted a more serious expression. “I can”t imagine what you”ve been through.”

“Well I”m just glad it”s over. Hopefully the mark won”t be too noticeable.”

“I”m sure it won”t be.”

“What kind of fruit basket do you think I should send to the doctor who did the surgery?” Kirsten was strangely detached. “Maybe I should buy him a car. Never mind, he”s a doctor, he probably has a nice car already.”

“He probably does,” said Natalie. “Do you want to talk about what happened?”

Kirsten took a breath. “I remember everything Natalie. I don”t need to be reminded of it.”

“Okay,” said Natalie. She hesitated as she brought up another topic. “Did you talk to Mike before he left?”

“Yeah.” She sighed. “We spoke just before you guys came in. Or he spoke, I mean.” Kirsten sat up and Natalie helped her adjust the pillows behind her back. “I didn”t say much of anything.”

“What did he say?”

“He regrets ever meeting me,” said Kirsten matter of factly.

“He said that?”

“Not in so few words, but yeah.”

“How many words did he use?” asked Natalie.

“He said he was sorry he ever walked into that bar and sat down next to me, that he got the role in this movie, that we had that little weekend together. What else could he mean?”

“Just the opposite?” offered Natalie. “Maybe he regrets what happened to you, not him.”

“Maybe.”

“Shouldn”t you give him the benefit of the doubt Kiki?”

“Why?”

“He was so scared, Kirsten. For you,” said Natalie. “He was awake for days, standing right over there.” She pointed at the corner. “Watching you.”

“Sounds creepy.”

Natalie cocked her head slightly. “Not even your family was able to pull that off.”

“Good for him,” said Kirsten sarcastically. “I hope his guilt keeps him awake for the rest of his life.”

“I didn”t realize you felt that way.”

“Well gee, I”ve been in a hospital bed for three days after surgeons removed a BULLET from my stomach. He wants responsibility so he can have it.”

“He doesn”t want it Kirsten. To him I don”t think it”s a choice,” said Natalie.

“What do you know,” said Kirsten, irritated.

“I know what he did for you and the courage it took for him to do it.”

“Besides using the word “hello” to set in motion a course of events that would eventually lead to me getting shot, what did he do for me?” said Kirsten sarcastically.

“Didn”t you see the sling?”

“I have no idea what you”re talking about.”

“He got shot Kiki. In the shoulder.”

Kirsten shook her head. “The mugger only fired once, I remember that.”

“That”s exactly right,” said Natalie. Realization crept over Kirsten”s face. “I guess you don”t remember “everything.”"

“No, I remember him holding onto me with both of his arms. They were working fine.”

“The medics at the scene didn”t notice either,” said Natalie. Noticing Kirsten”s puzzled look, Natalie explained herself. “I was there Kiki, I saw what happened. I was looking for you after you left the cafe. I got there just before the mugger pulled out the gun.”

“If you were there then tell me what happened.”

Natalie knew there was only one thing that Kirsten wanted to know. “The bullet hit Mike before it hit you.”

Kirsten swallowed. “So you”re telling me he saved my life.” Natalie could see the feelings rolling through her. “Isn”t that interesting.”

Natalie watched Kirsten as she slowly became choked up with emotion. “What”s wrong?”

“Then why did he leave? Doesn”t he think it was worth it?” Kirsten shut her eyes but the tears still fell.

“No, no of course not Kiki,” said Natalie as she hugged Kirsten. “It”s not that at all.”

“Then what is it?” sniffed Kirsten.

Natalie did not know what to say. “I”m sure he”s not gone, he just needed to figure some things out. I can go get him right now.”

“No you can”t. He”s gone, just like I wanted,” said Kirsten ruefully. She let her chin rest on Natalie”s shoulder.

“What do you mean? He probably just went to get some sleep after he made sure you were alright.” Natalie took her cell phone out and dialed Michael”s house. “I”m sure he”s not gone. He wouldn”t do that.”

“You know his home phone number?” asked Kirsten.

“I talked to him just after the doctors patched him up. He gave it to me just in case,” said Natalie as someone picked up on the other side of the phone call.

“Hello?”

“Mike is that you?”

“No, Mike”s not here, this is Tom.”

“Oh. Do you know where he is, I need to talk to him.”

“Couldn”t tell you. He hasn”t been around for the last few days.”

“Oh. Okay. Thanks.” She hung up. “Does he have a cell phone?”

“323-555-5438.”

Natalie got the voicemail. “Do you want to leave a message?” she asked.

Kirsten shook her head and wiped her eyes with the heels of her hands. “This shouldn”t be like this.” She could not keep her eyes open as tears flooded down her cheeks. Natalie embraced her and let Kirsten weep.

“No, no it shouldn”t be like this Kirsten. Nothing should ever be like this.”

“That”s not what I mean,” said Kirsten sadly. Anticipating Natalie”s next query, Kirsten shook her head. “Never mind.”

Natalie squeezed a little tighter. “Mike may not be here but your family is here for you, I”m here for you,” assured Natalie as she stroked Kirsten”s head. “You”re not alone.”

Kirsten sniffled. “I know.”

*11:06 am. Tuesday, July 8. *

The nurse knocked on the door to the room. “Kirsten? Two detectives are here to see you.” A man and woman in plain clothes entered the room.

“Good morning Miss Dunst. I”m Detective Altice, this is Detective Jaren. We need to ask you a few questions,” said the woman.

He looked straight into Callia’s eyes, expecting some crushing comment from her, but she only returned the glance, with her head slightly tilted and a serious expression.

“I was… happy doing that,” the drow went on, “I liked it. I liked giving them pleasure and I liked being their servant. I felt so… important, so special to be able to see all these fierce women squeal in delight, and beg me for more, or demand more. And then… then SHE came. LiNeereth of the Baenndar house. Baenndar, blessed by the spider’s kiss.”

Qua’laen’s fingers clenched to fists and he tensed up, his breath suddenly getting heavy. Callia waited patiently, seeing that he needed a long while to deal with his memories, obviously painful ones. At last he exhaled deeply and hunched his back.

“She was young and ambitious. The youngest daughter of a priestess of Lolth in the local temple. Hungry for power and honors she could not get as long as her mother was alive. Wishing to become the matron and the priestess, while all she was allowed to do was to serve at the altar. And she was angry. So very angry…”

Callia winced, hearing the pain in the drow’s voice. She opened her mouth to say something, but he didn’t give her a chance and continued, speaking so quickly that she could barely understand the words.

“She made me suffer like none of them had before. This time it was the guest to make me beg, beg for… more. And I had to do it. I had to. She returned the next day. And the next and the next and… My mother couldn’t be happier to have such a noble guest visiting the tavern at a regular basis. But then LiNeereth demanded to have me all for herself. My mother had the courage to disagree, because it would mean losing one of her best sources of income. But LiNeereth found a way… She accused me of not showing respect to her, of being rebellious, rude and impertinent. She threatened my mother with the wrath of the goddess herself for such a grave offence done to her servant under the tavern’s roof. I barely survived when my mother came to unleash her anger on me. And the next day she was more than happy to offer me to LiNeereth as her personal slave.”

Qua’laen buried his face in his hands.

“Two years… I spent two years being less than dirt on the soles of her boots. My only point in life was fulfilling all her wishes. And she taught me to love the pain… I had no choice but to accept it and… enjoy it. So I was laughing whenever she shed my blood. Smiling to welcome her when she was coming to torture and humiliate me even more. No, I… lied. I had the choice, I could end my life at any time but… I didn’t want to die, I couldn’t. I am such a coward!”

After a long moment of silence, Callia reached out her arm and put a hand on his shoulder, forcing him to look at her. “Death is easy,” she said roughly. “You need courage to face life. And especially… such life. So don’t you dare calling yourself a coward.”

He blinked and a single tear rolled down his cheek. The woman smiled a little and wiped it with her calloused thumb. “Don’t cry, fool,” she whispered. “It’s all over now.”

In a blink of an eye Qua’laen moved closer to her and kissed her lips hungrily, as if wishing to wipe all the bad memories with this new one. It didn’t matter to him that she remained indifferent, it didn’t matter that he could feel all her muscles tense in mute protest. All he cared about at that moment was that she did not push him away.

After a long while he broke the kiss and snuggled up to her, resting his head on her chest and inhaling her scent he loved so much. She did not move, just kept her gaze fixed on the nearby trees, and simply let him sit there until he calmed down.

“How old are you?” she asked at last, her voice cool but not angry.

The drow shifted and shrugged. “I don’t know exactly, but I think I’m about 120, why?”

Callia nodded, expecting such answer. “Damn, you’re not much younger than I am. And like me, you’ve experienced so much.” She patted his back and, placing her hands on his shoulders, made him move away from her. “Now you tell me why do you think that being a toy for a bunch of bitches can be your only way in life, huh?”

He swallowed hard and suddenly felt very ashamed of what he did. “I guess this is the only thing I can do,” he offered shyly, refusing to look at her.

“Like hell!” she shouted, hitting the log with her fist. “No matter what I said when I was angry, you are damn good with rapiers! You have a skill for THAT too! All you need is some more practice and you will be a damn good fighter and a damn good addition to any team!”

He smiled cheerlessly and shook his head. “Perhaps, but I’ve been on the surface long enough to know that no team leader will trust a drow.”

Callia cursed nastily. “I damn sure would,” she said firmly and, seeing his disbelieving gaze, she added, “Yeah, I’m not some damned holy twit. Now move your skinny butt, it’s getting dark. We need to go back or else Drogan will send that wyrm of his to look for us.”

With that she quickly got up and stretched a little. Then, not waiting for him, she quickly headed back for the school.

Qua’laen nodded in reply to her words, but didn’t move for a long while, too deep in his thoughts to even notice the air becoming more chilly after the sun set. At last he jumped to his feet and ran after her.

“Callia!”

She stopped and looked back over her shoulder. “What now?”

He stopped a few feet away from her and bowed courteously. “I…thank you.”

Her eyebrows raised. “Thank me? For what?”

The drow licked his lips quickly. “For not crushing my jaw again when I dared to… when…”

The woman waved her hand. “Just don’t piss me off again,” she said, chuckling lightly. “And don’t treat me like some damn queen or something. Then I’ll let you live.”

Qua’laen smiled and bowed even deeper. “As you wish, mistress.”

A moment later, a large snowball hit him square in the chest.

“Next time it’s going to be my fist,” Callia warned and pointed to the school building. “Home, now!” she ordered and watched him obey with a blissful expression on his face.

*CHAPTER 8*

~*~

Mischa screamed and fell face down to the floor, dropping her sword, of course. She quickly reached for it and, grabbing the hilt, furiously rolled over to her back. She froze, seeing a pair of lavender eyes watching her carefully and the twin rapiers pointing at her chest.

“You didn’t see it coming, did you?” Qua’laen asked, putting his blades away and reaching out his hand to help her stand up.

The girl’s eyes narrowed as she felt humiliation make her cheeks flush. She pushed the drow’s hand away and got up, gritting her teeth angrily.

“You got lucky, that’s all,” she hissed, dusting her tunic off, even though it was, as always, perfectly clean.

“No, lass, YOU were damn lucky that he can control his blades so well.” Callia approached the two and patted Qua’laen’s shoulder. “You learn damn fast.”

The drow bowed low and sent Mischa a wink. The girl clenched her fists and glared at him, then Callia.

“You disgust me, Callia,” she announced quietly, as if she was putting a curse on her. “You side with this…” The girl hesitated, stopped by the lethal expression on Callia’s face. After a moment, she swallowed hard and, pointing to the drow, corrected herself, “You side with HIM against me, you do everything to disgrace me, you draw some sick pleasure from showing me how much better you… and he… can be than me.”

The barbarian rolled her eyes and, without a word, turned away to leave the training room.

“No, you WILL listen to me this once!” Mischa shouted, stomping her foot furiously. She pushed a shocked Qua’laen aside and approached the elven woman to look up into her eyes defiantly, desperately trying to prevent her chin from shaking. “I won’t let you ignore me again!”

Callia raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms on her chest. “Hm. Damn interesting,” she murmured to herself. “The little thing shows some nerve. Perhaps there is some hope for you. Go ahead girl, spit it out if you must.”

Knowing that it wouldn’t be safe to interfere, Qua’laen only and watched the two from a distance, tilting his head and wondering about the outcome of this confrontation.

Seeing Callia so calm when she had expected her to be furious, Mischa gaped and blinked several times. “You are NOT better than me,” she managed to say at last. “You will never be! You may know how to tame your sword and make this cold piece of steel obey your will, but you haven’t got the slightest idea how to use it to save the world from damnation! You know nothing about the dangers that corruption may bring to a good soul, you don’t know how to save a soul, because you don’t have a soul! You are like a construct, all you can do is kill and destroy! And just because you like bringing shame on yourself in the tavern you think that you have the right to do the same to others. You disgust me, you…”

A heavy slap stopped the flow of the angry words. The uncomfortable silence that came afterwards was broken only by Mischa’s quiet sobbing as she put her hand to her aching cheek. The drow looked at Callia’s face and winced, seeing how much pain reflected on it. As he was considering jumping at the girl’s throat, Callia slowly opened the door.

“Get out, before I raise my hand again, your holiness,” the woman said in an unnaturally calm voice. “You too,” she added, glancing at Qua’laen briefly. “Now.”

Mischa left hastily, with her chin up and the triumphant look in her eyes, determined to show off her bleeding lip as the proof of the truthfulness of her words.

The drow followed her, but he stopped by Callia’s side for a moment. He didn’t dare to say anything, however, and she refused to look at him, stubbornly gazing at the opposite wall, her jaws clenched and all muscles tense as she struggled to keep her wrath contained. Feeling incredibly mortified by Mischa’s words, Qua’laen dropped his head to his chest and left the room, twitching when the Barbarian slammed the door behind him.

He stood in the middle of the hall for a long time, breathing heavily, trying to think of a way to punish the little righteous wimp for what she had dared to say. Suddenly, he noticed the girl climb the stairs and a sly smile crept to his lips. Without the slightest sound, he ran after her and caught her arm just as she reached the dim, windowless corridor leading to their rooms. Turning her around, he violently shoved her against the wall.

“How dare you!” she shrieked, clasping her hands and pressing them to her chest in shock. “Who do you think you are to…”

“You tell me,” he replied, surprising her with his calm voice. He was standing a few steps away from her and watching her intently.

Mischa shifted, feeling uneasy, and her eyes went even wider. “W-what do you mean?”

Qua’laen took a small step towards her. “Tell me who I am. Tell me how much you hate me,” he purred. “Tell me…”

“Oh yes?” The girl swallowed loudly and dug her fingernails into her palms’ skin. “You really want to know how low a life form you are?”

The drow came another step closer. “Oh yes,” he murmured seductively, staring straight into her eyes.

“You are the evil impersonate,” Mischa spoke quietly, surprised that her voice began to tremble. “You are the wicked spider’s spawn…”

He took one more step forward and her hands, still clasped at her chest could easily touch him if she only wanted.

Qua’laen raised his arms and smiled soothingly when she curled up, obviously expecting him to hurt her. Then he rested his palms on the wall on each side of her head and leaned forward to whisper straight into her ear. “Tell me more.”

His warm breath tickled her exposed neck and she couldn’t help a shiver, grabbing his tunic in a frantic attempt to push him away. But he didn’t let her, pressing her with his chest against the wooden paneling. “I want more, Mischa,” he whispered again. “More…”

Feeling totally helpless, the girl closed her eyes and steeled herself. “You are… an abomination… a…” Tears rolled down her cheeks when she felt his long, silky hair brush against her face as he moved his head to look into her eyes again. “You are a… a…”

“Yes?” the drow urged her softly, letting his nose gently touch hers for a brief moment. “Please, open your eyes and go on…”

“A… disgrace…” Meeting his burning, purple gaze, Mischa couldn’t keep her voice under control any longer. She squeezed the fabric of Qua’laen’s tunic in her quivering hands, clutching at it as if it was the only way to keep herself sane. “You… I… don’t… I…” At last she sighed deeply and let her palms rest flat on his chest, brushing it gently with her fingertips. “Please…”

Feeling her muscles relax, the drow regarded the blissful half smile and dreamy expression of her face and he suddenly stepped away. The girl gasped for breath, reaching out her hand longingly and moving her body slightly forward, as if to pull him back close to herself for a kiss.

“And who is disgusting here, oh pure, flawless paladin?” Qua’laen asked coldly and turned around, leaving her all alone by the wall.

Mischa let out a soft moan, placing her shaking palms at the bottom of her belly in hope to soothe that unknown, frightening, yet pleasant sensation that washed over her and made her knees buckle. She slowly slid down to the floor, watching the drow’s lithe silhouette disappear in the shadows at the end of the corridor. She sighed deeply seeing his long white hair glow in the darkness as they reflected the dim light of a single torch.

When she heard the door to his room close, the girl hid face in her hands and tangled her fingers into her hair, sobbing dolefully and lamenting at her fall.

~*~

Watching the door she had slammed furiously a moment ago, Callia kept cursing mentally, feasting her mind on vivid images of Mischa being punished for what she had dared to say.

“But she told the truth, “Callia thought and winced. The truth hurt so much more when she was sober!

A long moment passed before the shock was finally gone. The woman slowly raised her hand still holding the sword’s hilt and regarded her Friend with narrowed, loathing eyes. The blade twinkled merrily in the sunlight, as if mocking its owner’s disgust with herself.

She winced again and threw the weapon away. It hit the floor and Callia could swear she had heard a pained moan in the dreadful sound it made. Clenching her fists, the woman stalked to the window and rested her forehead against the ice-cold pane.

“I could have killed her,” she whispered. “Right then and there, without a blink and with pleasure, dammit.”

Startled by this thought, she cursed loudly.

“But, hell, I didn’t! I didn’t! I’m not that…” Callia’s voice trailed off and she swallowed hard. “I’m not!”

She spun on her heel and quickly approached the sword laying abandoned by the wall. She crouched next to it and caressed the blade longingly.

“That cretin was wrong about one thing, my Friend,” she murmured, her voice full of determination. “I still need to tame you. You must understand that I can’t obey your will every time… And I won’t.”

As she was speaking, she let the razor sharp edge cut her skin and a few drops of blood marked the blade. The barbarian smiled.

“Yes, it’s an apology offering from me, my friend.” Picking up the stained sword, she got up and smiled impishly. “Now, let’s call the kids back for the training. We don’t want them think I cried myself to sleep here, do we?”

She left the training room and crossed the large hall in a few quick strides. Her eyebrows raised when she heard someone sobbing upstairs, so she hastened up the stairs, only to find Mischa there, curled up by the wall, hugging herself and letting the tears freely run down her flushed cheeks.

Callia tossed a quick look around but saw nobody. Putting the sword down, she knelt on one knee and fixed her gaze on the girl’s face. “Well?”

Mischa sniffled and wiped her nose with her sleeve. “What?” she asked, her voice hoarse and shaking.

“Why are you being so damn dramatic?”

The girl hit her thigh with her fist. “I hate you!”

“Tell me something I do not know.” Callia rolled her eyes. “Is this why you are making a fool of yourself crying here, so that everyone can hear you?”

“And I hate him! He’s evil!”

Callia couldn’t help a snort. “Your feelings for Qua’laen are not a secret either.”

“My feelings for…” Mischa gaped and blinked several times. “I have no feelings for him! None! Absolutely none!”

Tilting her head, the woman chuckled lightly at this sudden outburst. “Hatred is also a feeling, and one you can use damn well in a battle.”

The girl swallowed hard and shot a quick glance at the sword laying right by her side on the floor. “There’s blood on your blade,” she said matter of factly.

“Surprisingly not yours.”

Mischa gaped and steeled herself. When the expected scolding did not come, she looked up at Callia’s face, but found absolutely no emotions there. She cleared her throat. “I am supposed to be a paladin, so I had no right to say all those things the way I said them,” she offered.

The woman nodded. “Damn right.”

“But I…”

The barbarian didn’t let her finish – she got up, sending the girl a venomous smile. “No need to explain yourself, lass, apology accepted.” And then she left, taking her bloodstained sword with her.

Mischa watched Callia walk down the stairs, then she bit her lip and hit the floor with an open hand. “I was NOT going to apologize!” she shouted heatedly.

“I know that, fool!” came the answer from downstairs.

Hearing the woman laughing out loud, Mischa burst into tears again.

*CHAPTER 9 *

~*~

“You did WHAT?” Callia glared across the tiny table in the school’s kitchen. Her fists clenched in anger when the meaning of Drogan’s words reached her mind. “Have you lost your mind completely?”

The dwarf frowned and glared back at her. “My mind is fine and I do not think I have provided you with any reasons to accuse me of insanity, dear.”

The calm and slightly ironic tone of his voice only enraged her more. “He is a drow, dammit and you sent him to that cursed city as if he was some innocent blue eyed human lass whom everyone would be happy to help!” Clenching her fingers, the woman got up and took a few steps towards the door. “I need to go after him… but first, care to explain WHY in the hell you made him go there? You know as well as I do that many people there hate other races. It took YOU some time to make them accept you and I bet they have never seen a drow before!”

Drogan sighed and gestured for her to sit down again. “I need supplies, Callia,” he explained in the same infuriating manner he used before. “I need certain components for spells and a few scrolls that only one merchant in the city has for sale, so…”

The barbarian growled and put a hand to her forehead, rubbing it nervously, hoping to prevent herself from uttering too many curses. “Do NOT give me such crap, PLEASE,” she grumbled. “Even Mischa could go and buy the stuff for you, hell, anyone could do that.”

Nodding, the dwarf poured some wine into his glass, but did not drink. “And so could Qua’laen,” he said simply.

Callia lost her patience at last. She banged her fist against the table so fiercely that the glass in front of the dwarf shattered to pieces. The woman blinked as the red wine stained the snow-white tablecloth and began to slowly drip onto Drogan’s lap.

“If they burn him at the stake there, I will never forgive you for this, never!” she warned after a long moment of silence when the dwarf simply sat there as if nothing had happened, his eyes set on her face and watching her carefully all the time.

“I am willing to take the risk, Callia.”

A low growl in her throat preceded another outburst of angry words. “Damn you, tell me WHY, dwarf! Just tell me why did you have to send HIM there?”

He smiled gently. “To prove to him that he is capable of surviving outside the school and outside Hilltop without a nanny wielding a greatsword to protect him,” he told her slowly, letting the words sink in. “He needs to face the world on his own if he is to live on the surface, you can’t keep him here forever. Unless, of course, you plan to marry him and be by his side till the end of your lives…”

Callia winced. “I hate you and your logic sometimes, dwarf,” she muttered quietly, turning her eyes away from him. “And what in the hell made you think about marriage, huh?”

Nodding a couple of times, Drogan gathered the pieces of the broken glass together and whispered a spell. A flash of bright, purple light flickered at his fingertips, and when it was gone, the glass was whole once again. “Most of the harms can be undone, and to make it happen, Qua’laen just needs to understand that he is not a powerless pansy, as you are so fond of calling him. You were being overprotective of him, Callia. Teaching him how to be a deadly fighter and at the same time not letting him face even a mouse in combat without your protection. He won’t know that the fire burns unless he feels the heat… he needs experience, good and bad, too.”

The barbarian howled quietly and buried her face in her hands.

“The sooner he understands that he can take care of himself, that he can fight his foes and win, ” Drogan continued, “the sooner his infatuation with you and your power will be gone. Unless, of course, you want…”

“No.” Callia didn’t let him finish. She raised her head, her eyes narrowed and jaw clenched. “He’s just a kid, dammit.”

The dwarf nodded again. “Just making sure… now, you explain something to me. Why do you protect him so much? Why do you behave as if some geas was put on you to keep him away from any trouble?”

“Questions,” Callia murmured, “you always ask dozens of damned questions…”

“And you are never willing to answer them, dear.”

Callia looked into Drogan’s eyes and, just like dozens of times before, she felt that there was no use to deny him the answers. He just knew better and he would never give up.

She drew a deep breath and placed her palms flat on the table, gathering her thoughts. “He and I were both slaves,” she began slowly. “Locked, each of us in our own cursed cage. His cage was the Underdark, mine was the Copper Coronet’s dungeon. And then, all of a sudden, we were both set free and thrown into this strange and unknown, hostile world here… forced to learn it through suffering. I survived that, because I am damn strong. I know how to fight, how to kill, how to… enjoy it. But he…” Shaking her head violently, she dug her fingernails into the wooden planks. “I don’t want him to be slain and his corpse torn to pieces by wolves. Neither do I want him to end up in some tavern, selling his body to whoever is willing to pay. I don’t want him to end up hating himself like I hate what I had to become to survive… I saved his life, Drogan, I am responsible for him. I have never been responsible for anyone in my life…” She laughed bitterly. “And it seems I did all wrong, no?”

Smiling warmly, the dwarf once again poured some wine into the glass and offered it to Callia. “No, girl, you just did… too well, I think. Now drink the wine.”

Obediently, she emptied the glass and looked at him inquiringly.

“Yes, I think you should go after him,” he replied to her glance. “You need to see for yourself what he is capable of, or else you will never believe. But stay hidden. Just watch him and, if something happens, do not interfere unless you are absolutely sure his life is in danger; I believe you are good at assessing a situation.”

“Damn good,” the woman grinned, then poured herself another glass of wine and drank it quickly . “I’m off, be back in two or three days, when he reaches the city.”

Not waiting for the answer, she rushed out of the kitchen and several minutes later Drogan could hear the sound of her horse’s hooves fading quickly in the distance.

~*~

Something cracked under her foot and Callia cursed mentally, crouching and hoping Qua’laen had not heard that. After a long while, when nothing happened, she stood up again and took a few steps closer to a small clearing in the forest where the drow stopped for the night.

And she smiled.

He was sleeping only a few steps away from her, his twin rapiers right by his side, his right hand resting on their hilts. The leather strap he used to tie his hair had loosened and his long, white hair was now in a complete mess, almost glowing in darkness, reflecting the dim light from the fire.

She nodded slowly, examining the drow’s strong arms and his face that no longer reminded her of a frightened child. “He looks so mature now,” she thought. “And it’s been only one damn year since he left the Underdark…”

There was an almost inaudible clank of chainmail armor heard and Callia instinctively reached for her sword. Before she had a chance to draw the blade, however, Qua’laen jumped to his feet and put out the fire with one swift kick. In almost complete darkness of the moonless night, all she could see were the drow’s eyes, glowing menacingly as he was swinging his blades fighting two or three opponents.

Callia steeled herself, struggling with the urge to join the fight. “Down, Callia,” she kept repeating under her breath, “he will manage, you know it.”

It wasn’t long before she heard an anguished cry and then another one, followed by the muffled sounds of two bodies hitting the grassy ground. And then she heard laughter. One she remembered well from the arena: the merciless, cold, satisfied laughter of a victorious drow.

She smiled again.

“You were right, you damned dwarf,” she thought and let out a relieved sigh. “He doesn’t need a nanny anymore.”

Without looking back, she spun on her heel and slowly returned to the spot where she had left her horse tied to a fallen tree. Careful not to betray her presence with any unnecessary noise, she led the mount back on the road and rode off , her lips still curled upwards in a content grin.

~*~

The wind was chilly and she knew it blew from the Hilltop. She would have smiled, glad that she was coming back, but there was something unusual about the wind. A smell, too faint to identify, but still very disturbing. Callia frowned and forced her horse into gallop. Squeezing the reins, she noticed that her palms were shaking. She had to hurry, something was not right. Something at home was not right. Home…

“You stop! Pleeeease!”

She pulled the reins and looked around quickly. Far behind on the road, there was a tiny figure, running towards her and panting heavily trying to catch a breath.

“Elves walk fast, they run more fast, but elves on a horse be too much for Deekin…”

The barbarian eyed the kobold and snorted.

“And what is it that a kobold wants from this elf?” She asked coldly. “To become my breakfast? I’m quite hungry, lizard.”

The kobold shivered and quickly retreated to a safe distance.

“Fortunately for you I am in a hurry,” the elven woman chuckled, “so I am not going to waste my time on you.”

“Deekin pretty please, Deekin has a precious thing and Deekin needs…”

Callia narrowed her eyes and shrugged.

“Precious? Most probably stolen. Besides, I need no wealth.” Suddenly another gust of wind came and she finally realized what was so alarming about it. It carried the smell of burning houses. “Get out of my way, kobold!”

~*~

She did not stop as groups of armed kobolds were passing her, obviously running away. She did not stop when she saw the first stains of blood on the snow… not even when she saw the corpse of a gate guard, viciously maimed by numerous murderers. She rode on, her face expressionless, but fear and fury burning in her veins and her eyes fixed on a single rooftop in the distance that was not burning. School.

Jumping off the horse’s back, Callia drew the sword and kicked the door open. And she cursed. In the middle of the chamber, among the corpses of several kobolds, there was Drogan. Pale and not moving.

Callia swayed and let out a quiet howl, dropping the sword to the ground.

Then she felt eyes watching her. Accusing and contemptuous. Mischa’s eyes. After a moment, the girl carefully moved the dwarf’s head from her lap to the floor and got up from her knees, approaching the woman.

“Of course you could not be here when you were the most needed,” Mischa hissed, pointing her finger at Callia. “I thought you were in the inn, getting drunk again, but no! You went after that abomination of an elf again! He was more important for you than the one who has saved you from damnation! And look, he is dying now! Oh, I hope you are proud of yourself now, barbarian!”

Callia swallowed hard and took one step forward, forcing the girl to step back. “Shut up for once, you righteous wimp, just for ONCE.” Her voice was calm, but cold as steel.

Keeping her gaze on Drogan, hungrily watching for any signs of life from him, she grabbed Mischa’s hand and squeezed it painfully, then pushed the girl away. Not paying any more attention as Mischa fell to the floor, Callia knelt by the dwarf and kissed his forehead.

“Don’t die on me, please,” she whispered, caressing his hair gently. “Please…”

She did not try to hide the tears and she did not notice any of the surprised looks the other students gathered around the dwarf were giving her. She couldn’t even see the flash of sympathy in Mischa’s eyes when the girl heard the heartless barbarian sob quietly.

“He still can be saved,” a female voice came from the side. “I only need some components to neutralize the poison.”

Callia jumped to her feet and looked around at last. She saw a tall, slim elf, clad in almost colorless leather armor. She was holding her palms by her temples, obviously concentrating to keep some protective spell on the dwarf.

“Who the hell are you?” Callia barked, approaching her with her fists clenched.

The elf shook her head a little. “Is this of any importance to you NOW?”

Biting her lip, Callia nodded, just once. “No,” she replied. “I don’t care who you are if only you can help him.”

“Thought so,” the stranger admitted. “We will have to send some of the students to get me certain rare herbs for the antidote.”

The barbarian stomped her foot. “No way in hell, I’ll get what you need myself.”

“You have something more important to do,” the elf sighed. “As I was trying to explain before you came, some artifacts have been stolen by the kobolds and they MUST be reclaimed at all costs.”

Shrugging, Callia picked up the sword from the ground and sheathed it. “I don’t give a damn about any trinkets. This can wait, first I am saving his life, understood?”

Mischa growled. “You are a stupid elf, Callia,” she said, still sitting on the ground where she fell. “Drogan was willing to sacrifice his life to protect those things.”

“You are wise for both of us, I have noticed,” the barbarian retorted and spun on her heel to look at the girl. “And don’t give me any more of that holy babble now, I’m sick of it.”

“Very well, then WE will get the artifacts back for him. Chasing a bunch of kobolds should not be all that difficult. Xanos, Dorna, let us prepare and leave as soon as possible. This will be our final test.”

Suddenly feeling very numb and tired, Callia only watched as the students quickly gathered some supplies and left the school in a hurry. Then she turned her eyes to the elf, only to receive a dark look from her.

“What?” She demanded of her harshly. “They will be back tomorrow, when they get cold and hungry.”

“What about the kobolds? What if they attack the students?”

Callia sighed and stood at the doorstep, letting the cold wind throw snowflakes on her face. “Whoever sent these creatures already got what he wanted. I passed some kobolds as I was riding here and they were running away damn fast, they won’t risk any more attacks. Besides I seriously doubt the kids will ever find any traces of them when it’s snowing this heavily.” She frowned, then a sly smirk crossed her face. “And I think I already know where to find one of the trinkets… But I will take care of Drogan first. He is all that matters to me now. You take care of him until I’m back.”

The elf smiled a little. “You love him, don’t you?”

“I’d better go now. Just keep the dwarf alive or I’ll kill you.”

~*~

*Storyline continues in “Alike”*

“My turn!”

“Huh?” said Hitomi, still far away. Then she was back in reality.

“Oh! Wait, just a minute…” she said and quickly put on her bikinitop before getting up. Sure there weren´t any men to see her, but no need to rush things. Lei Fang laid down on the chair and Hitomi poured a small portion into her hand. Then she had to untie her bikinitop and Hitomi did it not without a certain thrill, she couldn´t help but imagine she was undressing Lei Fang and about to make love to her. The surrounding noises from the other guests kinda ruined that fantasy though, so Hitomi settled with the sensation of Lei Fangs body underneath her hands. Hitomi decided to return Lei Fangs favour and began massaging her as well.

“Mmmm, that feels so good, Hitomi.” Lei Fang sighed. “Not as good as I could make you feel.” Hitomi thought to herself with a smirk. “But alas, it shall never be. Our love is a forbidden one and we are doomed to always be together, yet never fulfill our desire for each other.” Hitomi had to supress a laugh, she couldn´t help but think of those old books they read in school. Granted, none of them was about two girls in love with each other though. Hitomi suddenly turned sad. They really were destined to always be together, yet never become lovers. There was no way she could reveal her true feelings for Lei Fang, it would ruin their friendship, and no matter how understanding and kind Lei Fang would be it would always be something that would get between them. “Oh, Lei Fang, I love you so much and has loved you since I first saw you at the tournament, if only I could tell you that and we could be together.” Hitomi thought sadly and then continued to rub sunblock into Lei Fangs back in silence until Lei Fang suddenly spoke.

“Hey, Hitomi!”

“Yes, Lei?”

“There´s a disco on the island as well, wanna go there tonight?”

“Sure thing, Lei!”

Sitting at a table in the disco Hitomi almost wished she had turned Lei Fangs offer down. The music was banging out of the loudspeakers and Hitomi had to shout for anybody to hear her, even though they were right next to her. Lei Fang was sitting next to her watching the dance floor where Tina was doing her best to earn herself the nickname “Mistress of the Dance”. She had already downed more than a few drinks and was quite tipsy, and she showed no sign of stopping anytime soon. Hitomi and Lei Fang were staying on the sober side and were drinking soft drinks, partly because none of them were old enough to buy liquor. Both of them had almost choked when they had seen the island currency. “Zacks???” Tina had shouted in disbelief at the note in her hand. “I gotta look at his ugly face every time I wanna buy a drink in this place?” “Well, he`s always been trying to get into your pants and now he´s made it into your wallet!” Lei Fang had commented, causing Hitomi to almost choke on her drink as she laughed. Tina had given her a “hardy-har-har” look and had gone to buy more drinks before entering the dance floor where she was now, completely lost in her own performance. The disco was almost empty with the 8 tournament participants being the only guests on the island. Hitomi spotted Christie at the bar, sipping drinks by herself, and Ayane sitting alone by a table with an untouched drink, looking at the dancefloor like she was wishing she had somebody to dance with. The new girl, whose name had turned out to be Lisa, was also sitting at a table, sipping a drink and listening to the music. Seeing Hitomi watching her, she raised her glass greeting her and Hitomi returned the greeting, taking a sip from her glass. Kasumi was at the beach, looking out across the ocean as if she was missing somebody, and Helena had gone to her room early, probably to sleep or finish her book. Tina returned to the table, sweaty with exhaustion and immediately downing yet another drink.

“Phewwww!” she gasped and fanned herself with a hand.

“As if it wasn´t hot enough on this island already!”

“You´ve been dancing under those hot lights almost all night as well!” Lei Fang commented. Tina nodded with a grin, then looked at her glass, noticing it was empty, and got up and went to the bar. Lei Fang turned to Hitomi and nodded at the dance floor.

“Wanna dance?”

Hitomi didn´t need to think twice.

“Yeah!”

Hitomi and Lei Fang rose from their seats and went out on the dance floor and started dancing to some pop song that Hitomi didn´t know. Hitomi enjoyed the dance, it was as close as she´d get to Lei Fang and it was relaxed and friendly, right now she had no worries in the whole world. Then the music changed to a latino popsong and the mood changed.

“All right!” Lei Fang grinned and grabbed onto Hitomi and pressed her against her in a salsa-move, Hitomi gasping inside at suddenly being so close to Lei Fang, then all thought went out the window as Lei Fang engaged in a largely improvised Latinamerican dance, throwing Hitomi around and grabbing her again, making it impossible for her to think about anything. Tina was watching from the bar, almost dying from laughter, mostly due to her drunken state, Lisa smiled amused to herself, Christie raised her head to see what was going on behind her, then returned to her drink, cool as always, while Ayane watched them with a hateful glare, as if she was offended at them having fun instead of her. Hitomi was quite enjoying being treated so roughly by Lei Fang, especially when Lei Fang was looking into her eyes “latin-lover” style, but when Lei Fang suddenly threw a leg around her waist and bent backwards so that her groin pressed into Hitomis before standing up again it was almost too much for her and Hitomi felt herself becoming aroused in the blink of an eye. Then the music changed again, this time to a silent love song, and Lei Fangs dance changed accordingly. She put her arms around Hitomi and laid her head on her shoulder, holding her like they were lovers and started rocking her body slowly in rhytm to the music. Hitomi was paralyzed for a moment before she relaxed and put her arms around Lei Fang and laid her head on her shoulder, closing her eyes and starting to dance as well, the blissful smile on her face only a hint at what she was feeling inside. “God, I don´t ever want this moment to end!” she thought to herself as she felt Lei Fang in her arms and smelled her scent. But she was only allowed to enjoy it for a few minutes before the song ended and Lei Fang let go of her. She yawned and then looked at Hitomi.

“Hitomi, it´s getting really late, would you mind if I went to bed?”

“No, not at all, I´ll go with you!”

Hitomi and Lei Fang finished their drinks and left the disco. They agreed to go for a walk first, enjoying the island at night before going back to their hotelroom. So now they were walking down a path towards the hotel, listening to the various animal sounds and enjoying the cool, yet humid night air.

“Worried about tomorrows match?” Lei Fang asked.

“No, not at all. I´ve played beach volleyball before. You?”

“I´ve played it in school. I´m no starplayer, but I don´t think any of the others has a lot of experience with beach volleyball, so it should be pretty even. Besides, as long as you and I work together, noone can beat us, right?” Lei Fang grinned and puffed an elbow into Hitomis side.

“Right.” Hitomi smiled back. Then the peaceful night was interrupted by a most unusual sight: A naked Tina running towards them shouting “Out of my wayyyyy!” before running past them and jumping into the hotel pool with a shriek of joy. Hitomi and Lei Fang blinked at the sight, hardly believing their eyes as Tina floated around in the swimming pool, drunk out of her mind and singing some obscene song at the top of her lungs.

“I think that´s our cue to call it a night.” Lei Fang said.

“I think so too.”

The sun shone into Hitomis face, waking her up the next morning. Hitomi yawned and stretched in bed before sitting up. She was wearing panties and a top with a teddybear imprint (”Aiya! So cute!” had been Lei Fangs reaction to it). “Mmmm, I´ve slept like a log.” Hitomi thought to herself. She could hear the sound of birds singing outside and the sound of the shower running. “Must be Lei Fang taking a shower.” she thought. Then she became fully awake. “Lei Fang…is taking a shower?” Hitomi looked towards the bathroom door. The door wasn´t fully closed. “Dare I…?” Hitomi thought, getting hot with anticipation. “You´re a girl, she won´t suspect anything!” Hitomi got up, but tiptoed over to the bathroom door, just to be safe. She carefully slid the door open and peeked inside. And then she could only stare in absolute awe. Lei Fang was indeed taking a shower, she was standing with her back to Hitomi, but what she could see was absolutely breathtaking. She was naked and the water was running down her beautiful back and further down her perky, round, amazing ass. Her body was shiny from the water and the way she had her arms lifted to wash her hair provided Hitomi with a teasing peek at the side of her breast. Lei Fang had her hair down and if possible it made her even more beautiful. Hitomi was in a blissful daze, it was the most beautiful sight she had ever laid her eyes on and she wanted to see more. “Turn around, turn around, turn around…” she begged inside herself, and almost as if Lei Fang could hear her, she turned around and Hitomi again lost her breath. Luckily Lei Fang had her eyes closed so she couldn´t see Hitomi spying on her, and Hitomi drank up the sight before her. She was even more beautiful from the front, she had her head back, washing the shampoo out of her hair, and the water ran down her breasts, down her stomach and down to her pussy. Her breasts were perky and full, yet still youthful, just like her whole body was that of a teenager growing into a woman. Her stomach was flat and welltrained, a result of her martial arts training, and her pussy had a small, dark patch of hair teasingly covering her secrets. Hitomi leaned against the doorframe as she let her eyes linger over Lei Fangs body, she felt lightheaded, her knees getting weak, her pussy growing moist and a pleasurable warmth spreading through her body. Then Lei Fang opened her eyes and spotted her, crushing the moment. Hitomi froze with fear.

“Oh, good morning, Hitomi!” Lei Fang said cheerfully.

“Just a minute, I´m almost finished with the shower!”

Hitomi sighed with relief. She hadn´t suspected anything. Lei Fang turned off the shower and left the stall, gesturing at it as she passed by Hitomi.

“It´s all yours!”

Hitomi took a moment to calm herself down before moving over to the shower. She took off her top and panties and was about to turn the shower on when she heard Lei Fangs voice from the door.

“Do you have a boyfriend, Hitomi?”

Hitomi looked towards the door. Lei Fang had put on a bathrobe and stood there with her wet hair down her back and shoulders.

“Uh, no. Never had one actually.”

“Why not? Never met the right one?” Lei Fang asked. Then after a moment added:

“Or are you into girls?”

“No!” Hitomi quickly replied, almost panicking at the thought of accidentally giving herself away.

“No, I´ve just…never met the right one.”

Lei Fang smiled.

“Well, I´ll bet the guys are just lining up to go on a date with you, Hitomi. You´re so beautiful. I wish I looked as good as you.”

Hitomi couldn´t believe her ears. Lei Fang? Envying her?

“What are you talking about, Lei, you´re beautiful! Haven´t you seen how the guys turn and stare when you walk by? Well, not on this island, but when we were at the airport there was at least a dozen guys watching you as we talked. Believe me, Lei, you can get any guy you want!”

Lei Fang seemed satisfied with that answer and left. Hitomi watched her leave a little puzzled and then turned on the shower and thought of it no more.

“Hitomi!”

“I`ve got it!”

Hitomi passed the ball to Lei Fang who proceeded to smash the ball over the net and score another point.

“All right!”

Lei Fang and Hitomi high-fived, low-fived, and as Lei Fang turned around and stuck her hands back for Hitomi to “five” she had to resist the temptation to slap Lei Fangs cute little rear as it stuck out invitingly. Once she had low-fived her from behind Lei Fang turned around and grinned.

“We´re on a roll! Told you noone could beat us when we work together!”

On the other side of the net Tina was on her knees in frustration.

“Why? Why???”

“You better sharpen up or I won´t be your partner anymore!” Ayane said angrily.

Hitomi grinned at Lei Fang. It was their first match in the tournament and so far they were doing great. If they could keep this up they´d win the match and continue winning until they had won the tournament. Tina had stopped her little performance and she and Ayane were now getting ready to fight back. Hitomi and Lei Fang assumed their positions, and then the match continued. Hitomi barely needed to put any effort into it, and so her mind soon began to wander. She watched Lei Fang as she jumped around, giggling with excitement, passing the ball or smashing it, watching her beautiful, fit body in her little bikini, watching as her breasts bounced with each movement, becoming lightheaded again as the world around her seemed to go further and further away. Then suddenly a scream tore her back to reality.

“Hitomi, watch out!”

“Huh?”

Hitomi only managed to look up before the ball hit her hard in the face, throwing her backwards and causing her to fall and land on her butt. Lei Fang was quickly next to her, cradling her with a worried look on her face. Tina was at the net, apologising.

“Oh my God, I´m so sorry, I didn´t mean to hit you with it!”

Ayane was less compassionate. She crossed her arms and smiled with contempt.

“Ha! She deserved that for not paying attention to the game!”

Lei Fang ignored her and held Hitomi in her arms. Hitomi held her nose, it hurt, but it didn´t feel like it was broken. And it didn´t seem like she had gotten a nosebleed either.

“Are you all right, Hitomi?”

Hitomi sniffed and got up.

“Yeah, let´s continue. We´ve still got a match to win.”

“That´s the spirit!” Lei Fang grinned and patted her on the back as they assumed their positions. Hitomi was less supportive of herself.

“Idiot!” she thought angrily to herself. “How could you have let yourself lose your concentration like that? Now clear your mind and focus on what´s important, the game!”

But it seemed like their lucky streak was over. Despite of Hitomi keeping her mind on the game and doing her best, Tina and Ayane quickly began catching up on them, then went past them, and finally the game was over, with Tina and Ayane as the winners.

“Yes!” Tina screamed ecstatically and raised her arms in triumph and ran a victory round around the court.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” She then tore off her bikinitop and swung it triumphically in the air as she did a little victory dance on the spot. Ayane gave Hitomi and Lei Fang a “told you so” smile, Lei Fang making a face at her in reply. Hitomi was bent over gasping for breath, she was all sweaty and furious inside. Lei Fang came up to her and bent down.

“Are you okay?” she asked. Hitomi looked up at her with a sad, apologetic expression.

“I´m so sorry, Lei, I lost the game. I´ll understand if you want another partner.”

Lei Fang waved it off with a “don´t be silly” gesture.

“Come on, it was a team effort, we both lost the game, but that doesn´t mean we´ll lose them all! We´ll just win the next one! And I don´t want to change partners, we´re friends, right? And friends stick together!”

Hitomi smiled, a little cheered up by Lei Fangs reply. And particularly cheered up by Lei Fang still wanting to be partners with her. They left the court and went to get something to drink and to recover before their next match.

Hitomi couldn´t sleep. She was lying on her bed wearing her panties and top, the sheet had been kicked off and she was sweating from the heat. Hitomi thought back on the day, their luck had seemed to disappear after Hitomi had been hit by that ball, they had lost all their other games that day, and despite Lei Fang telling her it wasn´t her fault Hitomi couldn´t stop feeling that it was. Now Lei Fang had gone to bed and Hitomi was lying sleeplessly and frustrated in hers. “Why does it have to be so hot?” she thought to herself. Then she started wondering if it was because of the heat that she couldn´t sleep. Probably not, the truth was that being around Lei Fang 24 hours a day had only made the pain of not being able to reach her worse. Hitomi could feel her body aching for her, her lips hungering for her kiss, her arms wanting to hold her like they had held her in the disco, her eyes wanting to look into hers as she lovingly brushed her hair aside. And she wanted to have sex with her. That was a fact she couldn´t deny, whenever she looked at Lei Fang she felt not only a desire for her to love her, she also felt a craving in her pussy, a craving that even now was beginning to grow as she thought about what she would like to do with Lei Fang if she had the guts to tell her how she felt. She thought back to the night before in the disco, how it had felt to hold Lei Fang close, how her body had felt against hers, and she could feel her pussy starting to get moist. Her nipples began to harden and were soon poking against the fabric of her top, making little hard dents in the material. Hitomi absentmindedly stroked her breast as she looked at the ceiling, occasionally brushing past the nipple as she did so. Hitomis thoughts turned to imagining a more intimate version of last nights events, they were now alone in the disco and holding each other close as they danced to the music, looking into each others eyes and seeing nothing but love in them, enjoying each others closeness and company. That image only lasted for a short while, then it changed to Hitomi and Lei Fang dancing like before, but now naked. And immediately Hitomis body responded. She could feel the pleasurable warmth spreading through her body as she grew lightheaded and her hand began stroking her breast more purposefully. Her panties started getting moist as pussyjuice leaked into them and Hitomi began feeling horny. In her mind Hitomi and Lei Fang were closing their eyes and moving their lips closer to each other, then their lips met and they were kissing, a kiss that was both sweet and tender and lustful, a kiss that reflected everything they felt about each other and grew hotter and more passionate as the seconds passed. Then the scenario changed and they were now in Hitomis bed, still naked, but now locked in a passionate embrace, kissing and fondling, making love. Hitomi let out a moan of pleasure as she felt herself really getting into it. Her hand had found its way down her body and was now fondling her through her panties without her even noticing she had begun to do that. Hitomi enjoyed the pleasure passing through her for a while, then she needed more and lifted up her top so that she had complete access to her breasts. As one hand kneaded and caressed a breast the other went into her panties where it found her wet pussy and started fondling the lips. Hitomi moaned out loud as pleasure struck her, then remembered that Lei Fang was in the next room and squeezed her lips shut and tried not to moan as she continued her selfpleasuring. Soon it became too much for her and she instead turned onto her stomach so that she could press her head into the pillow to muffle her cries. Her hands were working faster now, she imagined Lei Fang kissing and biting at her neck as she kneaded and caressed a breast with one hand and with the other worked on her pussy, fondling the pussylips and rubbing the clitoris.

“Oh, Lei…” she whispered into the pillow, then pleasure struck her again and she began to moan continuously. It was almost too much, she was so horny, if she kept this up she would surely cum. Then Hitomi couldn´t stand it anymore, she lifted her hips off the bed and quickly took off her panties and threw them aside before eagerly resuming work on her pussy, now moaning and whimpering more and more frequently.

on her pussy, now moaning and whimpering more and more frequently.

“Oh, Lei…oh, Lei…oh, oh, oh, oh…”

The pleasure was incredible, she could feel herself begin to climb the peak and she couldn´t keep still anymore. She threw herself around in bed, still on her stomach, kicking with her legs and trying to muffle her moans by pressing her face into the pillow. It was no good, she was getting there, and she wanted it to happen. She finally stopped trying to hold back and let herself go, her fingers working faster and faster on her pussy, rubbing her clit, Hitomi pressing her face into the pillow, gasping, moaning, whimpering and letting out small screams.

“Ah, ah, mmmmm, ah, ah, oh, ah…”

She was nearly there, she was getting higher and higher and it was almost unbearable, she needed release and did her best to achieve it, she felt like she was on a plateau, floating on a small cloud as her fingers carried her higher and higher, and then she could feel it beginning to build.

“Oh, oh, oh, ah, ah, ah, Oh, Lei, I´m gonna cum, I can feel it coming, oh, it´s so good, oh, Lei, oh, Lei, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, ah, ah ah, mmmm, mmmmm, mmmm, ah, ah, ah, oh, I´m cumming, I´m cumming, ah, ah, ah, ah, AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, AHHH, AHHH, AHHH, AH! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Hitomi tensed up as pure pleasure washed over her, her entire body stretching as she got lost in a sea of sensations, the orgasm reaching out to every part of her being, to her toes that had curled up as she had climbed towards her release and were now stretched out as sexual energy floated through her, to her fingers that continued to massage her clit, trying to pry as much pleasure from it as possible, to her head as it screamed into the pillow, her head feeling like an explosion had been set off inside it and continuing to explode, bombarding her brain with wonderful sensations. The whole thing felt like it lasted for a blissful eternity, then it was over and Hitomi collapsed onto the bed, catching her breath, her body covered with sweat, her ability to think slowly returning. Her fingers continued to caress herself, leaving her in a cozy post-euphoric state before she retrieved her fingers now sticky with pussyjuice and held them up before her, looking at them with glazed-over eyes, her hair clinging to her sweaty forehead. Hitomi watched them in thought for a moment, then she began to sob, and before long buried her face in the pillow, crying her heart out.

Hitomi was standing on the beach in her red floral-patterned bikini doing katas and working out her frustration. She punched, blocked and kicked, but all she could think of was Lei Fang, her face kept popping up in her mind and broke her concentration. “Damn it!” she thought as she faced an invisible attacker. “Just forget it, there´s no way you´ll ever get together with her the way you want to!” Dodge. Block. Block. Kick. Stance. Trying to clear her mind of Lei Fang Hitomi imagined she was now facing multiple enemies. They attacked and Hitomi let loose in a blurry of kicks, punches, blocks and sweeps, but she found it did her no good, Lei Fang was still the first thing on her mind. Hitomi decided to end her training and bowed at the ocean. As she got up she heard Lei Fangs voice call for her.

“Hitomi! The game´s about to start!”

“Coming!”

Hitomi picked up her towel and quickly dried her sweat off before running over to the court. They were playing against Christie and the new girl Lisa today and Hitomi was curious as to how good Lisa was. Lei Fang was waiting for her at the net, wearing a black bikini, grinning at her as she came up to her.

“Ready to kick some butt?”

“I´m always ready!” Hitomi grinned confidently and took her position standing behind Lei Fang. “You can do this!” she thought to herself. “Clear your mind and focus on the game, just don´t think of Lei Fang and you´ll be…oh, God, why does she have to wear a thong today?” Lei Fang had turned her back to her as she got ready thereby revealing her cute little bottom in a thong to Hitomi. Lei Fang looked back at her.

“You ready? Here´s how we do this…” she said and put her hands behind her back to give Hitomi a hidden handsignal. Hitomi tried to look at it, but couldn´t get her eyes off Lei Fangs perky butt.

“All right. Go!” Lei Fang said and then the game started.

“Huh?” said Hitomi, suddenly back in reality, and then she had no more time to think as she got busy keeping the ball from touching their side of the net. It was quite a challenging task, not only did Christie and Lisa prove formidable opponents, but with Lei Fangs buttocks constantly popping into view Hitomi couldn´t focus on the game and it ended like all the other games had ended: they lost. Lei Fang cursed in Chinese and kicked at the sand before walking over to get her towel and wipe off the sweat. Hitomi watched her with a compassionate expression, then walked up to her as she was drying off.

“You okay?”

Lei Fang wiped her face in the towel and nodded at Hitomi.

“Yeah, I´m just exhausted, that´s all.”

Hitomi smirked. “You liar!” she thought to herself. Lei Fang was doing her best to stay optimistic for Hitomis sake, that was so sweet of her. Hitomi was touched.

“Things aren´t going too well, are they?” Hitomi then said, smiling a bit sadly. Lei Fang looked up at her, for a moment considering if she should stay optimistic or if that facade was wearing thin. Then she decided it was.

“No, we could do a lot better.” she said, the level of anger in her voice surprising Hitomi. It wasn´t much, but it was there.

“We need to sharpen up if we´re to beat anybody in this tournament.”

“How? We´re already doing our best!” Hitomi said.

“Then we´ll have to do better!” Lei Fang suddenly shouted, then regretted, seemingly a little shocked herself at her sudden outburst, even more shocked than Hitomi had been. Hitomi looked at her puzzled, it was like she was frustrated at something other than the game. But what?

“Sorry.” Lei Fang said, a little ashamed.

“I guess I´m a little too caught up in this, I didn´t mean to shout at you.”

“It´s okay.” said Hitomi and smiled encouragingly. “Seems like it`s my turn to be the optimistic one.” she thought to herself.

“You´re just upset about the tournament. I am too, believe me. But like you said, we´ve just gotta do better.”

Lei Fang looked at Hitomi in surprise, now she was the one receiving encouragement! She smiled, a little cheered up, then threw her towel down.

“You´re right.” she said, then smiled her impish smile.

“Let´s get back there and kick some ass!”

“Yeahhh!” Hitomi grinned and ran with her back to the court to begin their next game.

Hitomi laid wide awake on the bed in her hotelroom, wearing her top and panties, throwing herself around restlessly. “Another sleepless night.” she thought and sighed. Despite Hitomis encouragement todays games had ended just like yesterdays, with them losing each and every one. Lei Fang had been so frustrated in the end and Hitomi had really wanted to hug her and comfort her, but she was afraid of what would happen if she did, how it would make her feel. Thinking of Lei Fang brought back all the feelings from last night. Hitomi grew sad again, it was so unfair! Tears started forming in her eyes as she laid there staring at the ceiling, she felt the need coming back, but there was no way for her to satisfy it, masturbating only made it worse. “Why does it have to be like this?” she thought to herself, tears streaming down her cheeks. Hitomi could only lie there, crying softly feeling the pain in her heart. She couldn´t bear it anymore, she had to see Lei Fang. Hitomi got up and quietly entered Lei Fangs bedroom, careful not to make noise and wake her up. Lei Fang was sleeping on her stomach, the sheet kicked away, her hair in a ponytail and she was wearing a top like Hitomis, but hotpants-like panties instead of regular panties. From where Hitomi was standing she could see the lower part of Lei Fangs buttocks and see a little pubic hair peeking out from between her legs and she could feel herself becoming a tad aroused despite her saddened state. Hitomi went to stand next to her bed and watched Lei Fang with a sad, loving expression. “She looks so beautiful when she sleeps.” she thought and smiled to herself. Then Lei Fang suddenly moved and Hitomi jumped back in alarm, her heart racing, was she gonna wake up? But no, Lei Fang simply changed position, moving onto her back and continued sleeping, now with her head tilted to the side, towards Hitomi. Hitomi relaxed and admired the new position, did she know how inviting she looked lying in that position? Hitomi sat down on the side of the bed, careful as to not wake Lei Fang up, and watched her with a loving expression, feeling the growing need to reach down and kiss her, caress her, make love to her. She couldn´t help it, she looked so beautiful, so innocent. Hitomi watched her for a moment in silence, feeling her heart crying out to her “Do it! Do it!”, but her fear kept her back. Tears began forming in her eyes, it hurt so much seeing her within reach and not being able to do anything about it. Hitomi struggled with herself for a while, then she couldn´t take it anymore. “Forgive me, Lei.” she thought and carefully bent down and pressed her lips lightly to Lei Fangs. It felt wonderful, finally feeling Lei Fang against her, even though it wasn´t a real kiss. But feeling Lei Fangs lips against hers also made her feel like a dam burst inside her and all her frustrations came flooding out, flooding her heart, making all the pain well up in her, and her eyes filled with tears. A tear fell from her eye and landed on Lei Fangs cheek. Lei Fangs eyelids started to flutter and then her eyes slowly opened and she saw Hitomi bent over her, kissing her, just as Hitomi saw that she was awake. Time seemingly stood still as Hitomi and Lei Fang looked at each other as she kissed her, then Hitomi tore herself away and stood against the wall, fear consuming her, she could only stand there and look at Lei Fang as she got up, a surprised and puzzled look on her face. Hitomis eyes were wide with fear and she felt the guilt well up in her and she cried. She cried and cried, she couldn´t stop crying, she felt both an enormous guilt for having violated Lei Fang like that and a heartrendering pain for knowing she had now driven Lei Fang away from her for eternity.

“I´m sorry, Lei, I´m so sorry!” she cried, unable to stop.

“I´m so sorry, I`m so sorry, I´m so sorry!”

Hitomi was looking down at the floor anxiously awaiting a reaction, she couldn´t bear facing her, but as nothing happened she slowly looked up. Lei Fang didn´t look angry at all, instead she looked compassionate, like she felt really sorry for Hitomi. Hitomi slowly stopped crying.

“Hitomi, what´s wrong?” Lei Fang asked with all the compassion in the world.

Hitomi was silent for a moment, then sniffed, she couldn´t hide it anymore and decided to tell her everything.

“Lei, I´m so sorry, but ever since I met you at the last tournament I haven´t been able to stop thinking about you. I think you´re the most beautiful girl I´ve ever seen, you´re the sweetest and most fun person I know, I love everything about you, and…and I love you!” Hitomi lowered her head as soon as she had finished and almost started crying again, it had hurt admitting the truth to her, but now that it was out it felt like her heart got a whole lot lighter, like a great burden had been lifted off of it. Now she could only await Lei Fangs answer. She would most likely tell her in a friendly but firmly way that she was a great friend, but she didn´t love her like that, and it was better if they went their separate ways. Hitomi braced herself, but the striking blow never came. She only heard Lei Fang get up and then her voice.

“I love you too, Hitomi.”

What?

“That´s why I talked you up at the tournament, the moment I saw you I fell for you, just like you said you fell for me. But I´ve always thought you didn´t feel that way about me. It makes me so happy that you were brave enough to tell me that you do.”

Hitomi didn´t look up, she was confused, why had she said that? Was she trying to be kind? Spare her the pain by pretending that she felt the same way about her? Hitomi felt rage building up in her. How could she??? Hitomi had opened her heart up and now she was playing with it like a toy, with the best intentions, sure, but it would have been so much better if she had just told her the truth! Hitomi looked up and was about to let out her rage, but then she saw Lei Fangs face and her anger vanished. Lei Fang had never looked happier, tears were streaming down her cheeks, but they were not tears of sadness, they were tears of joy. Hitomi was stunned for a moment, she couldn´t believe that it really was true, that she felt for her what she felt for Lei Fang. Then it dawned on her, all of Lei Fangs embraces, her casual caresses, her behavior on the court, it had all been because she had been just as afraid of showing her true feelings for Hitomi. Granted, Lei Fang had clearly had less self control than Hitomi when it came to stealing little touches and hugs, but she didn´t mind. Hitomi felt indescribable joy well up in her, she could hardly believe it, Lei Fang loved her! Hitomi started crying again, but not of guilt or fear this time, it was of pure joy. She couldn´t help herself, but flew into Lei Fangs arms and hugged her tight, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“Lei! Oh, Lei!”

Lei Fang hugged her back, Hitomi could hear that she was also crying, and they both cried with joy as they continued to hold each other for several minutes before they let go and faced each other, looking at each other in tense silence. “I want to kiss her, but dare I?” Hitomi thought. “She says she loves me, so she would want me to, right?” She started to slowly move her face closer to Lei Fangs, ready to pull away at the first sign of resistance, but seeing no such response she slowly closed her eyes and Lei Fang did the same and then their lips met. A bolt of lightning went through Hitomi, they were kissing, they were really kissing, and it felt wonderful! Lei Fangs lips were so soft and the kiss was so tender, though still testing as they were both learning, but even that couldn´t hide the passion of the kiss. They kissed for what felt like forever, they just couldn´t stop, they were both so hungry for each other. At one point Hitomi reached up and cupped Lei Fangs face as she kissed her and Lei Fang responded by putting her arms around Hitomis neck and pulling her close, Hitomi soon doing the same as the kiss grew even more passionate. Eventually their lips parted and they gasped for breath, Hitomi feeling dizzy from the rush of blood to her head. Then they looked at each other and Hitomi started to laugh, laugh with joy and because it was so funny that they had been in love with each other for so long without daring to admit their feelings for each other thinking the other didn´t love them back, and soon Lei Fang started laughing back and they both laughed heartily for a while before they again went silent as they felt their need rise again. Hitomi felt uneasy about taking the next step, but the thought of how wonderful it would be gave her courage and she again moved in to kiss Lei Fang, this time slipping her tongue between her lips, and almost cheering with joy when she felt Lei Fang respond with her own tongue. The kiss was so deep and passionate, Hitomi felt like she was getting drunk from kissing Lei Fang. “If this is what getting drunk feels like…” Hitomi thought and laughed to herself, “then I intend to become a raving alcoholic!” Almost by themselves Hitomis arms went from holding around Lei Fangs neck to move around her back and press her body close to Hitomis, Hitomi feeling herself getting aroused as she felt Lei Fangs breasts press against hers, her nipples hardening and her pussy getting moist. Then she noticed with joy that Lei Fangs nipples hardened in response and that she too put her arms around Hitomis back and pressed her close. Now their pussies touched through the fabric and they began moaning into each others mouths as Hitomi became more and more aroused, her knees getting weak, and she kissed her deeper, she wanted her so bad, she wanted to make love to her, she…

Then Lei Fang suddenly pushed Hitomi away and turned away from her.

“Lei?” she asked confused, the sensations still clouding her mind. Then it dawned on her. “Idiot!” she shouted at herself mentally. “You let yourself get carried away and now you`ve frightened her, how could you let yourself get carried away like that? Idiot, idiot, idiot!” Hitomi felt angry at herself, but also ashamed, but most of all she felt sorry for Lei Fang .

“I´m so sorry, Lei.” she said, not daring to look up.

“I didn´t mean to push you into anything, I…I got carried away…”

Lei Fang turned her head and grinned at her as she pulled her top over her head.

“You didn´t do anything wrong, Hitomi!” Lei Fang said. Hitomi looked up, puzzled.

“I just want this off before we continue!”

Hitomi was stunned for a moment, then she couldn´t help but laugh with relief. “Thank God!” she thought, and then she could only stare as Lei Fang proceeded to take off her panties and stood naked before her. Hitomi was completely awestruck at the sight.

“You´re so beautiful, Lei…” was all she could say. Lei Fang smiled, grateful for the compliment, then reached up and started pulling Hitomis top off.

“Lei!” Hitomi said in surprise, struggling at first, then surrendering and letting her do it, getting turned on by being undressed by Lei Fang. Lei Fangs eyes lingered at Hitomis breasts as they came into view, then she kneeled and pulled down her panties as well, her eyes fixed on Hitomis pussy. Hitomi was so horny, getting undressed by Lei Fang and feeling her eyes on her body was so arousing, she wanted her and she wanted her now. Lei Fang stood up and they faced each other, letting their eyes drink up the sight in front of them before their eyes met again and they smiled lovingly at each other. Then their eyes turned lustful and they met in an embrace, pressing their bodies tight together, Hitomi moaning as she felt Lei Fangs naked body against her own. Hitomi felt like she was going to faint, she felt so good, so turned on, the arousal made her feel dizzy and lightheaded, her pussy was leaking down her legs and her nipples were rockhard. Their lips met again, their tongues played with each other and their hands moved all over their bodies, both of them lost in desire. Before long they couldn´t hold back any longer and laid down on the bed, never letting go of each other. Hitomi was absolutely lost in pleasure, each touch by Lei Fang sent a jolt of pleasure to her brain and made her pussy even more wet, she felt Lei Fangs hands caressing her buttocks, sliding across the skin, squeezing a buttock, fondling the leg, and then moving up on the back, running up and down the spine, giving her a wonderful tingling sensation. Hitomi herself slid a hand between their bodies and cupped Lei Fangs breast, feeling the hard nipple in her palm, she caressed it, kneaded it, rolled the nipple between her fingers, hearing Lei Fang breathing turn heavier. Hitomi loved hearing and feeling Lei Fangs reaction, but she wanted more. Hitomi pulled away from Lei Fang, Lei Fang panting heavily and watching her with wet, pleading eyes, but Hitomi simply smiled at her.

“I want to do something for you.” she said and pushed her lightly onto her back. Lei Fang raised her head and looked at her questioningly and Hitomi gently pushed her head back down with a finger.

“Relax. You´ll like it.”

Lei Fang relaxed and Hitomi began nibbling and kissing at her neck, Lei Fang sighing with pleasure, then Hitomi began kissing down her chest until she was at her breasts and started teasing the areola with her tongue, careful not to touch the nipple with her tongue, teasing Lei Fang. Hitomi then began kneading the breast with one hand while licking at the areola, Lei Fang moans growing louder, before switching to her other breast and giving it the same treatment. Lei Fang was getting more and more aroused as Hitomi continued to switch between the breasts, never doing anything with the nipple. Lei Fang was whimpering with frustrated lust, she was thrusting her chest up, trying to get Hitomi to work on her nipples, but Hitomi avoided them deliberately. Then finally she thought she had gone far enough and locked her lips around a nipple, sucking on it and flicking at it with her tongue, Lei Fang almost screaming from pent-up lust. After having worked on one nipple for a while Hitomi switched to the other breast and brought it relief as well, Lei Fang lost in bliss. When she was done with that breast she started kissing her way down Lei Fangs stomach until she was at her pussy. Lei Fang moaned with anticipation and braced herself for Hitomis tongue, but nothing happened. Hitomi was looking at Lei Fangs pussy, drinking up the sight, she could smell her arousal and see fluid seeping out between the lips. “Mmmm, she´s so wet!” she thought. Lei Fang whimpered and Hitomi decided not to tease her this time and locked her lips onto Lei Fangs pussy, hearing her almost scream with pleasure as she did. Hitomis tongue licked up and down the lips, she could taste her juices and she tasted so good, so arousing. Lei Fang moaned with each stroke of her tongue, her eyes were closed and her head was pressed into the pillow, her face a mask of blissful pleasure. Hitomi reached her hands up and started kneading Lei Fangs breasts as she worked on her pussy and Lei Fang almost lost it from the doubled assault of her senses. “I want to taste her.” Hitomi thought and made her tongue long and thin and slid it into her. Lei Fang immediately arched her back and screamed with pleasure at the ceiling, she was so far gone every touch of her pussy almost brought her over the edge into orgasm. Hitomi stuck her tongue as far in as she could and probed around, licking her pussywalls and stretching them, pulling her tongue in and out to continuously massage her pussylips as well. Lei Fang was throwing her head from side to side, she was balancing on the brink of orgasm and Hitomi decided to bring her over the edge. She stretched her tongue as much as she could and started licking her g-spot, Lei Fang moaning out loud in response, then she flicked at it before continuing to lick it and kept licking as Lei Fang climbed higher and higher, getting closer and closer to orgasm, her moans becoming whimpers as her hands grabbed the bedsheet, then she tensed up, held that pose…and then she was there.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIYAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

Lei Fang screamed her release at the ceiling as her body went limp and pleasure mercilessly assailed her, washing away all rational thought as Lei Fang could do nothing but cum. Afterwards Lei Fang could only lie there, eyes closed, gasping for breath, her body covered with sweat, to Hitomi she was eroticism incarnate. Once Lei Fang had regained her breath she opened her eyes and looked up at Hitomi with glazed-over eyes, wonder eradiating from them as she smiled.

“Woooow. I had never imagined it would feel so…incredible.” she said, almost like she was in a dream. Hitomi smiled at her lovingly.

“It´s because I love you that I can make you feel like that. It always feels better when you´re in love.” she said. Lei Fang stretched and smiled blissfully.

“Mmmmm, I´m still recovering.” She laid there enjoying the afterglow for a second, then she smiled impishly at Hitomi.

“Now it´s my turn to make you feel really good!”

Hitomi let out a laugh of anticipation, the look in Lei Fangs eyes as she looked at her made her so hot and eager. Lei Fang sat up and laid Hitomi onto her back on the bed, then laid down next to her and began stroking her cheek as she planted tender kisses on her cheek before moving further down and nibbling at her neck still caressing her face with her hand, Hitomi sighing with pleasure.

“Mmmmmm…” Then Lei Fangs hand went down and started caressing and kneading her breast while she continued kissing and nibbling her throat and Hitomi moaned. Lei Fangs hand cupped and stroked her breast, thankfully not ignoring the nipple as she brushed it with her thumb and rolled it between her fingers. Hitomi loved what she was doing, but when Lei Fang abandoned her neck and started sucking on her breast instead pleasure struck Hitomi and she let out a deep sigh with pleasure.

“Ahhhh…”

Lei Fang was so good at what she was doing, her caresses were so tender and passionate, leaving Hitomi with a smile on her face and her eyes closed in bliss. Lei Fang switched between breasts, using her mouth on one and her hand on the other, or using her mouth and hand on one breast while using her other hand on the other breast. Hitomi was getting lightheaded, her body felt like it was floating, then Lei Fangs hand moved down Hitomis stomach and reached her pussy where it began caressing and fondling the lips, sending a jolt of pleasure to Hitomis brain. Hitomi laid her head back and moaned out loud.

“A-aaaahhhh! Mmmm…mmmm…”

Lei Fangs hand gently caressed the puffy lips while she continued sucking on Hitomis breasts, Hitomi lost in a sea of sensations. Then Lei Fang stopped sucking and raised her head to Hitomis ear.

“Want some more?” she asked seductively. Hitomi could only nod.

“Yes…yes, please…ahhhhh…”

Lei Fang smiled impishly and inserted a finger into Hitomi. Her response was immediate, she threw her head back with pleasure and screamed.

“Aaaaah! Aaaaah! Aaaahhh…aaaahhh…”

Lei Fang teasingly probed around inside her, the teasing almost driving Hitomi mad, she whimpered with frustration as Lei Fang teased her, then moaned with pleasure as Lei Fang touched her g-spot. Lei Fang grinned.

„You like it when I touch you there, don´t you?” she said. Then she inserted a second finger, causing another moan from Hitomi, and began massaging her g-spot, causing Hitomi to tense up and arch her back with pleasure.

“Oh God! Oh…oh…oh…oh, my God, that feels so good! Ohhhh!”

Lei Fang smiled and kept up her ministrations. Hitomi was throwing herself around in bed, trying to contain the pleasure that threatened to overload her senses.

“Oh….oh, stop, Lei, please stop, it feels too good, I can´t take it, stop, I….ahhhh…ohhh…”

Lei Fang ignored her pleadings and kept massaging her. Hitomi felt indescribably good, she kicked with her legs as she bucked in bed and moaned and whimpered, her whole body felt charged and her head felt like a pressure was building up inside, a pressure that felt like it was going to explode soon, taking her sanity with it. Hitomi could only moan and whimper, completely lost in pleasure.

“Ohhhh…ahhhh…ahhhh…mmmm…”

Lei Fang lifted her head to Hitomis ear.

“Yeah, Hitomi, that´s it, cum for me, cum hard for me.” she whispered encouragingly. Hitomi couldn´t hear her, she was too far gone, she was gritting her teeth as if it took great effort to contain the pleasure going through her, tears were streaming out from under her closed eyelids, she was covered in sweat, she was ecstasy incarnate. Hitomi was almost there now, she could only whimper as her whole body was teetering on the brink, she was tensing up, her back was arched and her legs were pulled underneath her so that she was lifting herself off the bed, her hands grasping madly at the sheets, she was close, she was close, she was…

“Nnnnn…nnnnn….ah, ah, ah, ah, nnnnnnnnn….nnnnnnnnnn…..oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, mmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmmm! Mm! Mm! Mm! Mm! Mm…mm…mm….oh, oh, oh, oh, OH!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

Her body released and Hitomi screamed out as if all the pent-up pleasure was released along with that scream, shockwaves rolled through her body, washing away her ability to think, to move, to do anything but cum. Then her body grew limp and she fell back on the bed, panting, almost unconscious from her release. Lei Fang smiled satisfied and withdrew her fingers and held them up before her to study them. They were sticky with her cum and she put them in her mouth to taste Hitomi and to suck them clean. Lei Fang then just sat and watched as Hitomi regained her senses. Hitomi opened her eyes and looked at Lei Fang, Lei Fang smiled lovingly at her, she smiled back, and then she began to laugh. At first it was more of a giggle, then it grew and became a laugh of joy, Lei Fang joining in, and then they were both roaring with laughter, they just couldn´t stop laughing, Hitomi was hiding her face in her hands, embarrassed at her lustblinded performance from before, but when the laughter had died out she removed her hands and watched Lei Fang with a smile as Lei Fang laid down next to her and they met in an embrace, staring into each others eyes, kissing tenderly.

“I love you, Lei.” Hitomi whispered between kisses.

“I love you too, Hitomi.” Lei Fang answered, making Hitomis heart jump with joy. They continued to kiss and look into each others eyes until Lei Fang spoke.

“That was wonderful, wasn´t it?” she said. Hitomi smiled.

“Mmmm, it was.” she replied. Lei Fang smiled at the compliment. Then after a moment she smiled impishly.

“Wanna do it again?”

Hitomi almost choked.

“Again??? Lei, I can´t survive another one of those! I´d die if you do that to me again! I…hey, stop that!”

Lei Fang wasn´t listening, she was already shifting their positions in bed, lying down on her back and maneuvering Hitomi despite her protests so that she was straddling her face. Hitomi put her hands on her hip in offense looking down at Lei Fang.

“Le-ei!”

Lei Fangs only reply was a teasing smile.

“Relax. I promise you´ll like it.” She then put her hands on Hitomis buttocks and pressed her pussy into her face. Hitomi was about to protest, but then lost all desire to do so when she felt Lei Fang kissing her tenderly on her pussylips. It did feel good and Hitomi could feel herself begin to get aroused again, so she simply closed her eyes and relaxed, enjoying the pleasure she felt. Soon Lei Fangs lips were replaced by her tongue as it traveled up and down her pussy, causing Hitomi to sigh with pleasure, she was getting wet and could feel a small trickle running out between her legs. Lei Fang continued to lick her and Hitomi leaned her head back and moaned softly as she felt small waves of pleasure wash over her with each stroke of Lei Fangs tongue. She felt lightheaded and weak and put her hands against the wall in front of her to support herself as Lei Fangs tongue sent her further and further away, Lei Fangs hands kneading and caressing Hitomis buttocks as she ate her pussy. “This isn´t right.” Hitomi thought. “She´s doing me for the second time now and I´m not doing anything in return.” Hitomi rose off Lei Fangs face, whimpering a bit with the loss of sensation.

“Hitomi, what…?”

“Ssssh…” Hitomi hushed her as she turned around.

“We can both make each other feel really good…”

With that Hitomi straddled Lei Fangs face again and bent over so that they were now in the 69 position. Hitomi looked at Lei Fangs pussy and felt aroused just thinking that she was about to taste her again. Then Lei Fangs tongue resumed work on her and Hitomi was reminded of her own task and she locked her lips onto Lei Fangs pussy and soon they were busy eating each other out. Lei Fang had gotten a headstart though and Hitomi had difficulties keeping her mind on what she was doing while Lei Fangs tongue was driving her towards the edge. “No fair, I was the one that was gonna get her off!” Hitomi thought to herself. “All right, plan B!” Hitomi doubled her efforts. She slid her tongue inside Lei Fang, causing her to moan out in pleasure. “Good, she´s not far away.” Hitomi did her best to bring Lei Fang to release, but she felt the pressure inside her grow and soon she felt herself on the edge. Hitomi panicked. “Oh, no, I´m gonna cum, no, no, no, no…” She tried her best to bring Lei Fang to orgasm, but the pressure grew and grew, and then she couldn´t hold back anymore.

“AAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!” she screamed out as her body shuddered with her orgasm, it wasn´t as powerful as the last one, but it left Hitomi feeling drained and she was barely able to support herself on her arms. “I can´t rest now, I´ve gotta get her off too!” she thought and resumed work on Lei Fangs pussy. She stuck her tongue inside Lei Fang again, causing her to moan out loud, then probed around inside her, licking the walls, stretching her pussy, and once she felt Lei Fang was hot enough she started licking her g-spot. Lei Fang was in a frenzy.

“Ahhh! Ah! Ahaaaaah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!”

“Yeah, cum for me, I want to hear you cum!” Hitomi thought as she worked on her. Lei Fang was kicking with her legs, grabbing at the bedsheet, thrashing her head around, she was teetering on the brink. Hitomi was tempted to keep her there and drive her mad with lust, but then decided against it and increased her efforts, bringing Lei Fang over the edge.

“Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ah! Ah! Ah! AH! AAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!”

Hitomi rolled off Lei Fang and laid on her back as Lei Fang laid there, her body limp, catching her breath. “Victory!” Hitomi thought to herself with a satisfied smile and raised her fist in the air in triumph. She waited for Lei Fang to catch her breath and then laid down on top of her and kissed her lovingly on the lips and looked into her eyes, Lei Fang smiling back at her, her eyes glazed over like she had just awaken from a wonderful dream.

“Please tell me you´re satisfied now.” Hitomi said.

“Mmmm…” Lei Fang sighed and stroked her tenderly.

“…Not quite.”

Hitomi stared at her in disbelief.

“Huh? What more do you want?”

Lei Fang simply smiled and put her arms around Hitomis back and her legs around her waist. With her legs she pressed Hitomis body against hers so that their pussies pressed against each other and then she used her legs to make Hitomis body rock back and forth against hers, their pussies rubbing against each other.

“Oh.” said Hitomi.

Lei Fang continued to use her legs to make Hitomis body thrust against hers, then Hitomi started moving on her own and soon they had found a rhytm, both of them moaning with pleasure as they rocked against each other. Hitomi could feel her hardened nipples rub against Lei Fangs nipples, adding to her pleasure. They kissed tenderly as they made love, their kisses becoming more passionate as their lovemaking became more and more intense, and their sweaty bodies thrusted against each other as they became lost in their pleasure. Hitomi had her eyes closed and her head back and she moaned with lust and pleasure, she loved the feel of Lei Fangs body against hers, feeling her writhing underneath her and rubbing her pussy against hers and moaning with pleasure. “Oh, it feels so good!” she thought to herself. “If she keeps this up I´m gonna cum again.” Hitomi opened her eyes and looked down at Lei Fang. She was so beautiful as she laid there, her eyes closed, lost in a world of pleasure, probably not even sensing Hitomi was there. Hitomi leaned down and nibbled at her neck, causing Lei Fang to moan even louder with pleasure. “She´s almost there.” Hitomi thought. Lei Fang moaned.

“Oh, Hitomi, don´t stop, I´m gonna cum, ah, ahhhh…”

Hitomi leaned down and whispered in her ear.

“Yes, Lei, cum for me, cum with me, I want to hear you cum!”

Lei Fang moaned louder as Hitomi sped up her thrusts and felt herself approaching the edge as well. Hitomi surrendered herself to the pleasure, she could feel the pleasurable warmth begin in her pussy, then move out to her loins and from there spread to her whole body. She was almost there.

“Oh, Hitomi, oh, oh, oh, ohhhhh…ohhhhh…ohhhhh….ohhhhh…”

“Lei, Lei, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh…”

“Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, oh, Hitomi, I´m almost there, oh, oh, oh, oh…Oh! Hitomi! HITOMI! OH! OH! OH! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

“Lei! LEI! AH! AHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!”

The next morning Hitomi woke up in Lei Fangs hotel bed. After their last round of lovemaking Lei Fang had seemed sated at last and they had cuddled up and kissed before going to sleep in each others arms. And now Hitomi had woken up alone in the bed, Lei Fang in the shower judging from the sound of running water. Hitomi smiled lustfully to herself, Lei Fang couldn´t mind if Hitomi sneaked a peek after they had spent most of the night making hot, sweaty love. Hitomi got up and walked over to the bathroom door and peeked inside, and indeed, Lei Fang was showering, she was as beautiful as when Hitomi had first peeked on her, if not more now that she was no longer out of Hitomis reach. Hitomi couldn´t resist, but walked over and hugged Lei Fang from behind, kissing her lovingly on the back of the neck. Lei Fang turned her head and grinned.

“Hitomi! Good morning!

“Mmmmmm. Morning.” Hitomi replied and planted a few more kisses on her neck. Lei Fang turned around and they embraced, kissing tenderly before Hitomi looked into Lei Fangs eyes and spoke.

“Lei. Last night was the happiest night of my life, I´ll never forget it. Thank you.” Lei Fang smiled.

“It meant just as much for me as it meant for you. I´m so happy you came forward and told me how you feel about me, I don´t think I would ever have had the courage to tell you myself.”

They smiled lovingly at each other and then shared another embrace before Hitomi picked up the soap and turned Lei Fang around and began soaping up her back.

“So, do you feel ready for today´s match?” Hitomi asked.

“Mmmm…After last night I feel ready for anything. I have a feeling our game will improve from now on, now that we´ve come clear with each other and no longer have all that pent-up fear and frustration nagging at our minds. We´ll sweep through the matches, wipe out the competition and be the last team standing, win the tournament and share the prize money between us.”

Hitomi smiled and hugged Lei Fang from behind.

“I love you, Lei.”

Lei Fang put her hands on top of Hitomis and stroked them lovingly.

“I love you too, Hitomi.”

They stood like that for a few seconds, locked in a loving embrace, and then they started laughing with joy, all the fear and sadness that had come between them before now gone like it had never existed.

The End

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