#empirescxrned

Cairis had finished her edu-vids for the day.

Most everyone was at work.

She'd managed to avoid the older kits for the most part; had gained only one new bruise from a lucky kick to her leg.

I can't wait until I'm in my nineties, she thought bitterly.  Then it'll be my turn to be the boss around here!  Only seventy more decaphoebs...

Having nothing better to do and finding no rats to hunt, she decided to go play Slivers.

She loved the freedom of acrobatic flips and twirls; the thrill of knowing that if she missed catching one of the springy twigs, then at best she'd be dead - at worst: alive to be sanctioned.

She climbed up a section of branch wall until she could get to the peeling slivers.  Then, she leaped: caught one of the flexible peelings of wood and let her weight drag her down.  The wood stretched until it sprang back, pulling her up, and with a laugh Cairis used that momentum to hurl herself to another sliver.

She spent a good bit of time playing; bouncing and twirling from sliver to sliver - almost missing a few times.  She lost herself in the rhythm of motion and flight.

And then, a voice startled her out of her fun.

She missed the sliver she'd been aiming for.

Permissy Kissy Game || Accepting || @empirescxrned

Almost before Ana was finished speaking, Cairis had stepped closer to the other woman while also catching hold of her trim waist and pulling Ana towards her.

"More like: I need you to kiss me," Cairis confessed.

Continued from here  @empirescxrned

Aryn pressed her lips together into a tight flat line, holding back the urge of her own to roll her eyes at Anaiya’s already blatant obstinance. Clearly she wasn’t welcome but whatever, when had that ever stopped her before.

   “Not here to play messenger. Here to play Doctor.” Coran knew about her long standing education in physical therapy and first aid, and he was certainly use it so he could continue to multi-task the plethora of other duties he had. While possibly playing match maker. She’d heard an earful of how if she just “got to know her that she’d realize they had more in common than she thinks” and etc, in that simultaneously charming and irritating optimistic tone Coran so often had. She wasn’t sure if Anaiya had had any similar interactions with him, but it was possible.

   But... here she was throwing out low blows about Aryn’s old injuries. “If you were ‘ready’ to join, you’d know better than to say shit like that.” She kept her voice even, it wasn’t like she hadn’t heard worse from a Galra before. Part of her wanted to believe that if Anaiya really sat and thought about it the ‘how’ of it, she’d not be sitting there making jokes about losing limb, but who knew. Who knew.

Anaiya followed the path of flickering battery-powered candles laid out for her.

She'd had a rough few days where nothing seemed to go right.  She'd come home that afternoon, intending to simply go straight to bed - and, instead, found a note from Cairis waiting on the bed.

I know you're tired and out-of-sorts.  I'm hoping to fix that.  Take a long, hot shower.  Get dressed in something comfortable.  Then, go out the back door and follow the trail.

~Cairis

For several ticks, Ana considered crumpling the note into a ball and simply going to bed anyway.

But no matter how tired and upset she was, Ana didn't want to hurt her wife.

So, she indulged in a long, hot shower.  She got out, dried off, got dressed.

And when she'd stepped out the door, she'd found a path made by flickering fake candles.

The trail didn't go too far, but it led to a section of their modest property that was out of sight.  When Ana got to it, she found Cairis waiting there.

The candles formed a glowing circle around a soft blanket and there was a picnic basket.

And there was her wife: warm and tender and happy to see her.

Anaiya felt a smile tug at her lips in response to the smile Cairis gave her.

Cairis patted the blanket.

"Come relax with me, love," she invited.  "The basket has your favorite snacks; the blanket has your favorite lady.  Come rest here with me.  Talk about whatever you want.  Look at the stars.  Just rest here."

Ana went without argument.  She kicked off her shoes, stepped onto the blanket, and knelt down.  She clasped Cairis' head in her hands and held the other woman still for a loving kiss.

"You're too good to me," she murmured.

"Not nearly enough," Cairis replied, and guided Ana down beside her.

@empirescxrned

Cairis came awake gradually - and frowned at the feel of something in bed with her that was not-Ana.

Opening her eyes, she frowned harder… and then, blinked to realize the critter in bed wasn’t alive.

Sitting up, the covers pooling on her lap, Cairis pulled the beautiful coatl plush towards her.  Ever since she’d seen a coatl in an Earth article about calendars and time-keeping, she’d fallen in love with them.

Trust Ana to remember, she thought with affection.

She then plucked up the rose and sniffed it, enjoying the fragrance, before reading the note.

Her heart thumped with fierce love and joy as she read the words Ana had given her.

“Can’t wait,” she purred, picturing the ‘fun’ Anaiya had meant.  She would have something put together to show her love for her the other woman by the time Ana got home.

Rough Touch || Accepting || @empirescxrned

(had to spin the wheel a second time; first time would’ve had Ana beating the shit out of Cairis.  O.o )

23: Your muse roughly kisses mine.

Cairis grunted at the impact of Ana’s mouth against hers.  An inelegant sound, but she had more important things to focus on: such as suddenly being engaged in a face battle.

Which she was currently losing.

Cairis tried to gentle the kiss, but Anaiya was having none of that nonsense.  She caught hold of Cairis’ wrists and pinned them against the wall she’d crowded the slightly taller woman up against.

She nipped Cairis’ lower lip sharply, eliciting a gasp, and then shifted to meet Cairis’ gaze as she growled: “Stay.”

Feeling hot and breathless and more than a little frantic, Cairis nodded.

“Good girl,” Ana purred, and then surged into another kiss.

Cairis whimpered as her mouth was ravished.  Ana’s tongue was lithe and limber; taunting and teasing her into straining for more.  Her lips were soft; pressed and caressed until Cairis didn’t know which way was up.  Her teeth scraped and scratched, tickling, and only made Cairis want more.

By the time Ana pulled away, Cairis was a quivering mass of arousal and need; her body tight and trembling.

Thinky Thoughts || Accepting || @empirescxrned @2jackets

“Ana.  She... I...”

Cairis drew in a deep breath.

“She.”

A grin burst across her face; her eyes went shimmery with a faint sheen of tears.

“I can’t... believe she’s real sometimes,” Cairis confessed.  “I feel like this is some sort of fever dream.  I’m half-afraid I’m in a coma and dreaming it all, but... Anaiya Strai wants to be in my life.”

Somehow, her grin got a little bigger.

“We met and started as drinking buddies.  Then, I found out who she really was.  That was... rocky.  Very rocky.  But we managed.  And we found each other again - in every way that matters.  And this beautiful, kick-butt awesome lady somehow thought I’m good enough for her and I just...”

Cairis closed her eyes and the fur on her cheeks got a bit damp.

“I think, that if she ever got it in her head to take me out, I’d be dead before I knew what hit me.”  Her eyes opened.  “And that only because she felt like being kind.  But I don’t fear Ana; not one bit.  With her, I feel like I have the rest of forever to love and be loved.  She’s smart, beautiful, funny... so beautiful I can’t stop looking and my hands keep wanting to touch.  The things I think about her would qualify for the filthiest skinemax channel rating.”

Her smile relaxed into tenderness.

Various Starters || Accepting || @empirescxrned

Cairis could only stare at the other woman as Anaiya caged her against a wall.

The furious growl rumbled against her skin and Ana's breath pushed warm against her lips.

They'd been having an evening out - dancing, drinking; being friends together - but as the evening progressed, Ana's mood had become more somber and somewhat darker.

Realizing her friend hadn't been having fun anymore, Cairis had decided to head back to her rented room.  She was on a layover that would extend a few quintants and, by luck, had found Ana on the same planet, in the same city.

Ana had walked her to her room and Cairis had been grateful for it, despite the apparent bad mood.  She couldn't help wondering what she'd done wrong and part of her had been withering at the thought of losing Anaiya.

She'd invited the other woman in, Ana had accepted - and still with that surly attitude!

Unable to take it any longer, Cairis had asked what was wrong.

All at once, Ana had pounced; caged her up against a wall and said... that.

She stood now, shivering (yearning), while Ana stood far too close and not close enough.