Private Of Demons & Angels

[Kito]

//: Valaine Valentine //:

Kito stared as she held onto Valentine's head even through the slight shake of her head. The crimson flush on her face made the ronin pause with concern. Was it because she couldn't breathe? Did Kito need to scoot up so she wasn't sitting on the girl's chest like she partially was? Kito pondered as she listened to the pleas from the acolyte.

The thought of Valentine dying not by her hand furrowed the Shaper's brow. It was an annoyance she'd have to live with if she forced her to spill the names of her fellows. Still, if Kito could strike them down first, the threat would be removed, and Valentine could live.

Kito paused. Why did she care if Valentine lived at all? Dark-sider or not, she wasn't innocent — though perhaps not entirely guilty either. Looking down at her reddened face, Kito sensed fear beneath it — a fear that lent weight to her words.

"I won't let them," Kito murmured as she adjusted where she was sitting. She slid forward, knees spreading to shift her weight, easing the pressure on Valentine's chest. It would put her in a position where the girl could perhaps retaliate, but Kito was prepared.

Leaning forward, Kito used her free hand to allow her some balance as her other hand remained holding Valentine's hair.

"Tell me their names, your mistress's name — all of them." Despite her mission, Kito realized she might have let this one get too close already.

"I promise you won't die."

Kito wouldn't admit it, but she wished Valentine hadn't done what she did earlier. Part of her missed the closeness of their faces. From this distance, she could no longer catch the Sangnir's intoxicating earthy scent.

 

[Valaine Valentine]

Tags - Kito

When Kito moved forward once again Valaine stammered her words, "H- Hey w- wait, wait...!" she managed as she squirmed beneath her, her flustered nature only growing more intense. Any further and this really would turn into a different kind of encounter as she stared up the other woman with a plethora of mixed and confused emotions.

The promise of protection however was welcomed, but Valaine knew her Mistress, knew her allies, and she still had no idea how capable or incapable Kito truly was. It was a risk, a gamble, and frankly she liked her chances against her better. Even if she was pinned down in the most embarrassing position she'd ever been in.

"Th- They're... Really strong, you know?" replied Valaine as she struggled beneath Kito once more, the pressure on her chest had been relieved but she felt her arms were growing numb at this point. That being said... Now that her lower body was mostly free she did have a final thought on how to potentially subdue her foe.

Firstly; Kito's hands were an issue. She had them entirely free, she could easily pull her saber back into her hand and just take her out with it. For those she'd have to, against her better judgement, bring her legs up to try and hook them under her arms to hold them in place. If she at least managed that they could be in something of a stalemate hold, but that's where her second plan of attack came in.

There was an artery, one she often joked about biting, on the inner thigh... With how close Kito had gotten to her she was sure that if she just leaned her head forward she'd be able to bite it, and if the other woman's arms were restrained then that meant she'd be able to drain her of blood very quickly, weakening her while empowering herself. It was a certain way to break out of this hold and turn it all against Kito.

One of the doubts she had however came from her unfortunately very short fangs. They weren't as impressive as those of other Sangnir and she was concerned that they wouldn't be able to puncture the fabric on Kito's leg deep enough to pierce her skin and get access to that artery. The other doubt came from the simple fact that if Kito was able to catch her legs when she brought them up she'd be in a ridiculous position and entirely restrained again.

Still... It was attempt all this or suffer the consequences of betrayal to the Dark Court. She liked her odds with Kito better.

Her plan was put into motion, both her legs lifted up to try and hook under Kito's arms and pull them back, and at the same time she leaned her head forward and opened her mouth, short fangs primed to try and pierce the fabric and skin of her inner thigh and drink her blood, if they could even get that deep.

 

[Kito]

//: Valaine Valentine //:

Kito sighed softly. The girl was keen on protecting her allies. Kito could tell Valentine didn't understand how dire her predicament was — and it would only get worse. Kito nodded, showing her understanding of the answers the acolyte was giving. Her grip didn't loosen or tighten, but she did take a moment to try and think of what to do next.

It was the opening that Valentine needed. As Kito pondered what she could or would do next, the girl's legs suddenly moved carefully under Kito's arms and then hooked them. The ronin's grip on Valentine's hair released, and she was pulled back, her back arching as she suddenly was no longer in control.

Every alarm rang in the back of Kito's head as she felt her arms locked down and her body twisted against its will. Her knees buckled, hips sliding forward — heat brushed against the thin linen over her thigh.

"Wh–What are you doing?"

Kito lifted her head the best she could to try to see what was happening, but it was too late to react. Her body slid, and her thigh moved without effort towards the open mouth of the Sangnir. Panic made her heart race, her blood flowed quickly through her, and when she realized what Valentine was, she felt it.

The bite.

Teeth pierced through linen into flesh, and hot blood rushed into the Sangnir's awaiting mouth. This was a trap; it always had been. Kito tried to struggle against the hold, but her own shock of the betrayal echoed.

Blinded. Fooled by feigned weakness, by false pleas. A long con, and Kito had fallen for it.

Kito was stuck, the position she was in, she had been served perfectly into Valentine's awaiting mouth. The only fortunate thing for the Shaper was that the bite felt shallow; the artery was buried beneath enough flesh and muscle to prevent the Sangnir from getting deeper.

She struggled against the hold as her blood began to grow warmer. It was the only indication of what was coming next for Valentine.

 

[Valaine Valentine]

Tags - Kito

It seemed that Valaine finally found some success as she not only managed to restrain Kito's arms, but felt as her fangs sank into her flesh. They didn't get very deep though, which the young Sangnir immediately noted as the hot blood that poured into her mouth should have been a lot more. That being said she couldn't help but take a couple seconds to just enjoy the taste of blood. She hadn't expected to feed today but she wasn't about to turn up her nose at a free meal when opportunity presented itself.

She felt strength beginning to surge through her body as she fed on Kito's blood, but there was a sense of foreboding as she felt a heat in the blood building up from her foe. She recalled what she had done when she first saw her, she created that ring of fire, and now she greatly feared that something similar was about to happen. She couldn't waste time trying to drain her, especially since her bite was so shallow, she had to act...

Her legs unhooked Kito's arms as she tucked her knees together and then promptly shunted them against the other woman's back, aiming to throw her forward and entirely off of the Sangnir with her additional strength given to her by the blood...! At least this way she might be able to put something of a reset on the whole situation, and hopefully she had drank enough of Kito's blood to weaken her at least a little...!

 

[Kito]

//: Valaine Valentine //:

The anger that surged through the Shaper began to dissipate. Her vision blurred slightly, and she suddenly felt weak. She knew it was the vampire's bite on her soft inner thigh that drained her strength.

Kito did everything she could to keep her mind focused; she finally had someone who could lead her to a nest of darksiders. If she could infiltrate and kill them, she would be that much closer to her penance. The thought of home refocused the ronin, and Kito could feel the embers of her flame begin to spark again. Her breath was hot, but before she could retaliate, Valentine's jaws released her.

The sudden blow to her back was decisive, but with her weight still straddling the Sangnir, it didn't throw her as far as Valentine intended. Instead, she flipped forward, moving forward just slightly. As she moved, Kito tried to catch herself with her hands — still not wanting (for some reason) to harm Valentine.

She caught herself on her hands before her fall drove her forehead into Valentine's. Kito, still furious from the bite, tried her best to think straight and retaliate similarly. She couldn't use her fire shaping. If she did, she could either kill Valentine or scare her off. Both meant she didn't get the information she needed.

The tip of Valentine's pointed ear poked through her dark hair and caught Kito's attention. An eye for an eye, or in this case, a bite for a bite. She shifted herself on Valentine and opened her mouth. The heat of her breath brushed against the Sangnir's ear before her teeth bit down along the length of it.

Unlike Valentine's, Kito's bite carried no malice. Pressure without harm, sharp enough to be felt, but gentle enough to linger.

 

[Valaine Valentine]

Tags - Kito

Valaine thought she had successfully pulled off her last bid stunt, succeeded in getting Kito off of her and resetting their little game...! But before she could celebrate her achievement that headbutt came crashing down upon her. There was an audible '-guh!' in response to the impact as the young Sangnir was severely dazed and her eyes drifted towards nothing in a stupor as her body practically went limp.

What did she dream about...? A sunny sky, expansive rolling green hills, a gentle breeze... Maybe laying alongside a certain doctor in peace and harmony. No more Sith, no more Mistress, no more Malachor V blowing her hair everywhere with its errant winds and attacking her robes with acid rains... Just a nice idyllic plane where everything was right. In her dream some sort of grazing short creature came up to her while she was laying down and promptly started nibbling on her ear.

Her glazed tired eyes returned to reality only to realize Kito was biting her pointed ear. "... Huh...?" she managed in a confused and dazed fashion as her eyes tried to look towards what was happening. When she noted it her cheeks flushed pink again as sensation returned to her form. Those ears of hers were particularly sensitive, and now this woman was biting them not in a malicious or angered fashion but... What was it? Some kind of dominance technique practiced by her people?

"H- Hey! Wh- What are you doing...!?" she squirmed on the floor beneath her, her senses returning fully to her as she stammered her words and struggled in a flustered manner once more. This was the strangest patrol she'd ever been on...

 

[Kito]

//: Valaine Valentine //:

Kito froze the moment she realized what she was doing. The pressure of her teeth against Valentine's ear hadn't drawn blood, hadn't been malicious. Instead, it lingered, softer than she had intended. When the Sangnir squirmed beneath her and stammered her confusion, Kito's breath hitched, and heat quickly rushed to her cheeks.

She pulled away, not entirely, but enough so her eyes could flicker over the flushed pink rising in Valentine's face. The way she moved, struggled under her touch wasn't fear — it was something else. Something Kito hadn't expected, hadn't meant… but unfortunately couldn't ignore. She knew she needed to find a way to smother the feelings, to go back to pretending they weren't there.

Before they consumed her, like fire she couldn't control.

"It wasn't —" She began, her voice uncertain. Kito clenched her jaw, trying to bite back the words before they betrayed her. Making anything that had just happened real.

Kito clenched her fist, suddenly aware that her hand had fallen on some of Valentine's hair. The fist was only her pitiful attempt to ground herself. She should have snapped, scorched the moment into nothing. Instead, her voice faltered, uneven.

"Don't…" she muttered, "mistake this…" her voice trying to tighten, to be a warning for the Sangnir that whatever she thought was wrong.

"I should do what I came here to do… for what you've done." Kito wanted to move, to pull away further and create the distance she needed. Yet she didn't move away. If anything, she lingered, her breath still brushing the shell of Valentine's ear, her face still flushed.

And then, softer and almost unwilling…

"...But I can't."

 

[Valaine Valentine]

Tags - Kito

Valaine gazed back up at Kito awkwardly, still flustered, confused, and uncertain as her tired eyes glanced from left to right briefly. She knew moving her arms or legs at this point would probably send the wrong message, so about all she could do was shift and squirm slightly beneath her in response. There was probably a rock digging into her back...

"M- Mistake what...? You're the one nibbling my ear...!" huffed the Sangnir in response as she looked back to Kito. "You weren't even trying to rip it off or anything you were just-..." she shook her head, she didn't know what to call it. And then a silence drew over the two as the winds of Malachor passed over them again. Valaine kept staring at the other woman, uncertain what she should do and also where this was going. Kito seemed to have long since abandoned the thought of killing her after all.

"...But I can't."

At this the pale girl could only respond with what came naturally. "... So... Don't...?" she spoke, and then more silence... The tense situation had brought her own emotions to turmoil, her blood pumping through her veins faster as her heart beat heavy in her chest. She didn't know what else to say, didn't know how to act. She hoped at least Kito had some idea of where this confrontation ended...

 

[Kito]

//: Valaine Valentine //:

Kito didn't say anything, and she didn't move either. Her own mind was trying to piece everything together. Valentine was the essence of everything she was supposed to hate, but now, even with the bite mark on her leg, she couldn't hate.

She frowned, listening to the last bit of what Valentine had to say. There was no guidance, minus what her own lizard brain was telling her. She could feel the pit in her stomach growing and the tightness in her throat closing in. Everything could end if she could just get up and walk away.

That would fix everything.

Valentine continued to squirm, which didn't help the situation. Kito pushed herself up, ignoring the throb in her forehead — the pain keeping her grounded and stopped her from slipping into instinct.

Her breathing steadied, as her mind continued to mull over what she could and what she shouldn't do. Both seemed to be synonymous with each other, but it was inevitable. Kito moved again, lifting herself away from Valentine, and sat up, straddling her hips.

"Okay, I won't." She finally answered. The thought of killing the Sangnir was gone, though she wondered if it would ever return. Right now, every thought in her mind about the pale girl had nothing to do with death.

She exhaled deeply, shifting her hips without realizing how the motion might be taken. Summoning what courage she had left, she reached down, fingertips grazing along Valentine's arms before lifting them overhead. This time, her weight was absent, her grip loose but steady until her fingers slid forward, threading with the Sangnir's.

Leaning close, the heat of her breath brushed Valentine's lips. Kito's fire-bright eyes searched her face, fragile with uncertainty.

"Um… is it okay if I try…?" Her voice cracked on the words. "Could I kiss you?"

She held her breath. If Valentine gave her permission, she would close the gap slowly, pressing her lips first in a feather-light touch, then leaning further, deepening the kiss with careful restraint.

If she was denied, Kito would pull back, leaving only the silence — and the what-if — between them.

 

[Valaine Valentine]

Tags - Kito

Seconds into minutes... At least, that's what it felt like to Valaine as she stared up at Kito, watching her adjust her position atop her. The entire situation still baffled her. Kito came to kill her without even knowing her name, she summoned flames and brought the trauma back to her, but then... What happened? She dispelled those flames, but why? Because of pity? And then she had a chance to learn something about her, to build a bridge, no matter how fragile it was. A rapport was made and it was enough to have Kito put her weapons away...

It was a strength Valaine hadn't really considered that she had, and she wondered maybe if her Mistress wasn't starting to rub off on her...

When Kito declared that she wouldn't kill her the young Sangnir visibly relaxed beneath her, tired eyes gazing up at the pair that stared back down at her as the silence drew over the two once more. "I was... Being serious at the start when I said I didn't mean for those claws to come out..." she confessed. Her eyes glanced down briefly as Kito started to shift her hips again and that sense of embarrassment came over the Sangnir once more, and then slowly but surely she had her arms pulled up over her head. She did nothing to contest this as Kito leaned down towards her, close enough to see clearly into her eyes and feel that breath against her lips.

"Um… is it okay if I try…?" Her voice cracked on the words. "Could I kiss you?"

The Sangnir blinked. She wanted to kiss her...? Sure there was... tension between the two with how this fumble of a fight had gone, but to ask it so directly? Tired eyes glanced away nervously for a moment and in thought. Valaine certainly wasn't in the business of refusing attractive women, but besides that, perhaps this meant something to Kito she didn't anticipate. The woman was clearly not the most socially adjusted sort, so perhaps this request for a kiss could help her grow in some fashion. Just maybe... Valaine could do a good thing here.

Her grey eyes turned back towards Kito as she opened her mouth to reply, "Uh-... Sure..." she offered her consent.

Valaine was nothing if not a romantic, her surname practically expected it of her, and so she closed her eyes and gently pursed her lips to receive the kiss. Just a chaste and soft brush of the lips she thought, something innocent and sweet. An eye opened as the kiss deepened and a soft unexpected hum came from the Sangnir, though she didn't refuse it. Her arms remained pinned above her head, so she simply lay there and returned the kiss. Might as well enjoy it while she could.

Though she did anticipate one thing at least; she knew where those lightsabers on Kito were and she wanted one... With her arms pinned she could at least for now check to see if they were still there. She tucked her knees in and started to gently nudge against Kito's hips with them, checking for the presence of her two lightsabers as subtly as she could while the kiss distracted her.

 

[Kito]

//: Valaine Valentine //:

When Valentine said yes, Kito fought not to hesitate. The word knocked the air from her lungs. At first, the kiss was awkward, clumsy at best, but when it was returned, something loosened in the young Shaper. Her chest burned with a different fire — warm instead of consuming. As she deepened the kiss, it was almost shy, uncertain, as she sought more.

Then she felt it — the shift of Valentine's legs brushing against her hips.

Kito's eyes fluttered open, her heart hammering. She didn't see calculation in it. Naïve, hopeful, her mind filled with the meaning it craved: Valentine was responding, leaning into her. It was more than Kito had ever experienced.

She ran on instinct. One hand loosened its grip on Valentine's arms, and remembering the reaction she'd drawn before, she shifted. Her knee slipped from Valentine's waist and pressed in between her thighs as she leaned harder into the kiss.

A small noise escaped her throat as she broke for air, breath trembling. She wanted to explain herself — that all of this was new to her — but no words came. Instead, she pressed her lips to the curve of the Sangnir's throat, kissing clumsily along the pale skin.

For a moment, the intoxicating coffee scent drowned out Malachor's acrid air. Then the reality of where they were seeped in, cutting through the haze. Out in the wastes, exposed. If this went further, she wouldn't want Valentine vulnerable here.

Kito pulled back, releasing her, and sighed softly as she searched for the courage she no longer felt.

"I-I uh…" she stammered, hands twitching, as she was unsure of what to do with them. Eyes kept darting over Valentine, afraid that looking too long would ruin what was happening.

"I-I have a camp set up n-nearby," Kito finally managed, her voice breaking as she met Valentine's ashen stare. It was hard not to think of cooled embers, waiting to be reignited.

"It's hidden, and not far. You could come with me." She swallowed, the words awkward but honest.

"You could… stay the night. If you want."

 

[Valaine Valentine]

Tags - Kito

Valaine should go on patrols more often...

She was more than willing to let Kito set her own pace as she returned the kiss. The Sangnir's lips were soft and gentle, with a light and faint taste of copper, and her movements were generally timid and cautious despite her knees trying to find where those sabers were at Kito's hips. When she felt the other woman adjusting her position atop her once more and driving that knee forward her breath hitched in her throat as she gave out a light muffled sound against Kito's lips, another squirm beneath her as her flustered face focused upon her.

After the kiss parted she gasped gently for air as she licked her lips and then regarded the woman atop her in something of a different light. The kiss had been awkward, it had been confusing perhaps, but it was certainly pleasant. She stared at Kito with uncertainty once more before the shaper leaned back down to press her lips upon the Sangnir's neck. Valaine tilted her head aside just slightly so more of her neck was exposed. She was always a little funny about people getting close to her neck, but in this sense she didn't seem to mind as much.

One of her hands finally moved to tentatively placed upon Kito's back as she let out a soft shuddering breath, then as the would-be foe pulled away from her she followed her with her tired eyes.

The offer made to her once more took the pale girl by surprise, and immediately she had to try to push lurid thoughts in her head aside for the benefits this might provide instead. Knowing where her camp was meant another degree of safety. If this woman ever did seriously try to attack her, or the one or two people she was close with, then she'd know where to find her... Not only that, but it might just give her another chance at taking one of her sabers.

Or so she tried to rationalize to herself. Maybe she just wanted to see where this patrol ended...

She bit her lip; a short fang visible against soft flesh as she did so. "... Y- Yeah, that sounds... Good..." she managed to voice, her tone soft and low as she accepted the invitation with equal parts of excitement and embarrassment. As soon as the shaper let her up she'd follow her, and perhaps hope that this wasn't all one seriously long devious trick to get her isolated and alone...

 

[Kito]

//: Valaine Valentine //:

Another surprising answer, but Kito did her best to hide the giddiness she was feeling. She helped Valentine up and led her to the speeder bike she'd stashed near the ridge. From there, she had watched the Dark Court's movements. It was risky to show someone involved with the group where she had been holding up while doing reconnaissance.

But it didn't matter anymore, the penance, the dark side, everything leading up to now. Her only thought was on Valentine and how good she felt with each touch and reaction from the other girl. The kiss, the closeness — it was exhilarating. And to feel it returned, even just for now, made her want to forget everything else.

Climbing on the Speeder, she offered her helmet to Valentine. Once she was on, they zipped off some distance away. Kito wasn't wrong; the encampment was close, but far enough for her to stay hidden. It was simple, tidy, and well hidden in a bit of clearing between jagged rocks. Malachor V's violent winds didn't touch the box-shaped temporary building.

They walked, and Kito somehow managed to muster up the courage to loosely hold Valentine's hand. It was the easiest way to guide her, and it didn't take long till they were both inside the shelter. It was nearly the perfect temperature with a gentle breeze from the air purifier circulating the air. A lifted cot, just big enough for potentially two people, was in the corner with a bed roll, and the rest of the living space was filled with notes, half-built lightsabers, and other Jedi mental puzzles.

"Sorry, I don't usually bring people here," Kito murmured, almost embarrassed by the items that were left out. She would have tidied up, but her focus remained on Valentine.

She turned, facing the woman, Kito realizing she's in reality slightly shorter than her, but not by much.

There was only a slight hesitation, the ronin remembering just moments prior that they were nearly wrapped around each other, and she wanted to return to that.

No requests, just a hand gently caressing the length of Valentine's jaw, guiding her forward into another kiss. Kito's fingers held her chin for a moment till their lips met.

The kiss was firmer this time, less timid. Her steps carried them toward the wall by the cot. When Valentine's back touched it, Kito pressed closer, sliding her knee between her legs, grinding against her like before. Her free hand slipped into the folds of Valentine's robes, fingertips brushing pale skin, while the other tangled in her hair, tilting her head aside.

Kito's lips trailed along her throat, clumsy kisses broken by the faint scrape of teeth. Her voice was muffled against ivory skin, trembling with honesty.

"I've… never done this before. Not with anyone…"

Her fire-bright eyes lifted, raw and uncertain. She pressed closer, as if the nearness could make her words clearer.

"But I want to. With you."

 

[Valaine Valentine]

Tags - Kito

Valaine was helped up, it felt like she'd be on her back for hours at this point, and then she was led towards Kito's speeder. She accepted the offered helmet; after all she really hadn't ridden on one of these before... and so she wrapped her arms tightly around Kito once she was on it. the young Sangnir took some care to memorize the route taken to the shaper's camp, she might need to know for later...

What she found there was honestly more impressive than she expected. When she heard 'camp' she expected nothing more than a little shabby tent behind a rock, but this was more like a shack than anything. Her tired grey eyes glanced around the interior, pausing on the Jedi puzzles with a light tilt of her head in confusion.

She gave a shake of her head at the mention of the state of the room, "Huh..? Oh, it's fine. I mean... Cleaner than mine." she answered honestly. She also took note of what looked like lightsaber parts to her, and she wondered just how many Kito had stashed away or half-constructed within her camp...

When Kito turned to look at her she returned the stare as she felt the heat rise up through her body once more at the contact of their mutual glance. She waited with anticipation as Kito's hand moved towards her jaw, gently placing upon it before another kiss was connected as the Sangnir closed her eyes. She indulged in the connection before she felt herself being pushed back and then bumping against the wall, doing nothing to stop it.

Her eyes opened half-lidded as her momentary partner pressed against her once more, placing that knee back where it had been previously as she felt her body shudder from the attention given to her as her blush grew intense. Steadily her own hands moved to place upon the small of Kito's back, one trailing up along her spine and then resting upon her shoulder. She again allowed the shaper to control the pace, the movement, and so the Sangnir had her head tilted slightly to one side to further deepen the kiss.

The touch against her pale skin brought something of a light started jolt from the thin woman as she gave out a brief muffled sound against Kito's lips; one of surprise. When the kiss broke she exhaled a soft heated breath once more as the shaper returned to doting upon her smooth pale neck. She was far too flustered to openly respond with words to the other woman, and so she let her actions speak for her as a light gasp escaped her.

Her hands gripped upon Kito a little more firmly as she aimed to slide herself down the wall and pull her down onto her lap on the floor, giving herself a chance to return the gesture of lips against skin as she planted light and soft kisses upon Kito's neck. Now and then her short fangs brushed softly against her throat but never threatened to clamp down as she let her hands continue to wander up and down her back, fingers tracing and gliding along her form.

 

[Kito]

//: Valaine Valentine //:

Thoughts of Malachor V dissipated in the small room. It was as if the shelter had become a sanctuary, erasing everything that Valentine represented — the things that Kito was supposed to hate. She could forget it all and just enjoy this moment where she let herself be normal.

The crisp air from the purifier, blending with the coffee scent that delicately danced against Valentine's skin, brought a smile to the Shaper's lips. Kito felt herself melt, leaning into the touch from the other woman. It was new, and she found herself craving it.

Her hand slipped away just long enough to loosen the belt around her waist. The folds of fabric gave way, falling gently past her shoulders.

She wanted to feel more — to know what Valentine felt like against her skin. Would it be as addicting as her hand pressed against her ivory hip?

Kito's mind silenced as she exhaled softly. She could feel every tremor of breath against her skin, every brush of pale fingers along her back. Her lips still tingled from their kiss when she felt the drag of Valentine's fangs at her neck.

Ember eyes snapped open, her breath hitching while her instincts fought to pull away, but she wanted to stay. The memory of the bite on her thigh burned in her mind. Yet, the Sangnir didn't bite down. Each brush lingered, teasing against her skin without words.

The brief tension faded from her shoulders, and she relaxed, causing more of the loose robes to slide further down. With the fabric, Kito followed Valentine's guidance as she slipped to the ground. She adjusted her stance, giving the other girl a reprieve from her knee and thigh.

Kito's gaze lingered, drinking her in. Her mind racing with thoughts of what she wanted to do — and what she wanted Valentine to feel.

Without thinking, Kito shifted her hips against Valentine's, adjusting for comfort but also for a need she didn't yet understand. Her hand slid into the Sangnir's dark hair, guiding her gaze up until their eyes met.

"It's okay…" Kito smiled as she loosened her hold on Valentine. Her head tilted, exposing the length of her neck as she shrugged the gi further off her frame.

"Go ahead… I trust you, Valentine."

 

[Valaine Valentine]

Tags - Kito

With Kito in her lap the Sangnir continued to kiss and dote along her neck, her fangs grazing against skin and leaving thin red lines in their path, always teasing the thought of sinking into flesh. As her hands continued to roam up the Shaper's back they came into contact with bare skin as she disrobed and swiftly her nails started to perform the same treatment that her fangs provided; drawing lines against light skin as they gently raked and stroked across her form.

Valaine adjusted herself slightly beneath her, pushing her thigh between hers while she exhaled a hot breath against her neck. Her tired eyes glanced up briefly to see Kito's gaze, longing and full of desires she wasn't yet aware of. The Sangnir couldn't help but give a light hum of amusement in response as she felt the Shaper's hand running through her long dark hair.

"Go ahead… I trust you, Valentine."

Those words, followed by the exposure of Kito's neck, brought a sense of eagerness to Valaine as she was rather swift to accept the offer. She planted a firm kiss against the throat she teased, and then finally parted her soft lips to sink her short fangs into flesh. The pain was sharp and brief, Kito could feel not just the fangs pressing into her but also the pressure from the rest of Valaine's teeth as her hot breath heated her neck. Those fangs were so short that the young Sangnir left full bite marks on her victims, and this would be no different.

As blood rushed into her mouth the Sangnir let out a soft murmured sound of pleasure, indulging in the taste of hot blood as it coated her tongue and swallowed it down eagerly. The bite was brief however as those fangs pulled away and she licked the fresh wound they left behind, but then turning to the other side of Kito's neck she bit down again with the same level of sultry care and desire as she drank once more.

Another brief bite it was once more, and perhaps it became clear rather quickly what the Sangnir's intent was, she didn't just want to bite Kito once and sate herself, but rather... She wanted to bite her often and drink just a mouthful each time. Valaine let out a soft gasp of pleasure as both her thin arms wrapped tightly around her partner now, pulling her closely against herself before her lips trailed down to her shoulder and she bit once more. By the time the night was over Kito would surely bare plenty of marks on her pale skin...

 

[Kito]

//: Valaine Valentine //:

She expected the first bite, but it still stole her breath the moment Valentine's teeth broke skin. Her body jolted as short nails digging into Valentine's shoulder. The sting seared hot against her neck with the bite. Instinct screamed for her to pull away, but the pain subsided, and she only held on tighter. Each pull of blood left her trembling, but the warmth that followed was intoxicating.

When the Sangnir bit again, Kito gasped aloud, lips parting against Valentine's ear. The sound wasn't pain, not entirely. It was a raw and unguarded desire. Her hand threaded deeper into the woman's raven hair, pulling her closer, urging her on.

Each new mark, blurred pain and pleasure, leaving the Shaper in a dizzy heat. Her lips pressed into the shell of Valentine's ear as she leaned further into the woman.

The strength of her grip on Valentine and the press of her hips spoke volumes of words that she could not express. She wanted the evening to never end, to always have this escape, this intoxicating woman, be as close as she was now.

Kito didn't have to worry beyond the intimacy between them; nothing more mattered.

She paused, her voice quiet against Valentine's ear. Never wanting this to end, she continued to push her paramour.

"Keep going… " she whispered, voice trembling but certain. "Don't stop."

The night dissolved into a haze of passion, heat, and lingering fire. Valentine's embrace grew tighter, Kito's responses more wanting, until neither could separate hunger from desire.

By the time the candles dimmed and the purifier's hum filled the silence again, Kito's skin bore the proof of what they had shared — not just in scars, but in the fire still burning between them.