Delicate (Kit)
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"Hrnnnng..."
Beside the still sleeping Kit came an annoyed groan. Beneath her wife's arms, Lauren blinked several times and took a deep breath before glancing over at the clock: 5:15 AM. She'd woken a half hour ago and had been trying, to no avail, to fall back asleep. For the past two weeks she'd gone through this same routine more and more frequently. Some days were worse than others; this was the earliest she'd woken yet.
Slowly and carefully she slipped herself out of bed, well practiced now: gently lifting Kit's arm up and equally delicately rolling over and off of the small bed designed only for a single person. Quietly and confidently she made her way to the adjacent bathroom, the door sliding open and then shut with nary a sound. Once closed she turned the lights on and came face to face with herself in the large mirror above their sink, framed by all manner of beauty products either sitting out or in small travel bags. After a sleepy yawn she parted her long curtains of red hair and tossed it behind her back. With an unimpeded view she studied herself, looking for blemishes or anything out of place before she started to brush her teeth, itself to be followed by her makeup applications.
While she went through the motions of her morning routine she thought back on things. It'd been... nearly three months now since they'd returned to Ambra, and they'd been a rather rough few months. Both she and Kit were both in the doghouse thanks to their undeclared "vacation time" they'd taken. The first two months had been a nightmare, overworked to the point they only got to see each other for a few minutes in the morning and night. When they weren't enduring PT they each had their own routines: Lauren was back doing basic pilot training and actually being taught many of the fundamentals she'd never learned about Mobile Suits, while Kit was enduring classes and lectures in her Officer's path.
Their workload had lessened a little after two months, though, and they finally managed to have a little more time together. Tired time together, but still. It wasn't until the past week things had really started to normalize: they were to finally depart from the base. They were assigned to an autonomous patrol vessel, much as they had been before, but this time Kit was going to be an XO rather than just a pilot, the second in command under the tutelage of a Captain Andrea Vallis, a rather outspoken and - some said - troublesome woman with a penchant for drinking too much, though nevertheless with an excellent service record. The whole crew for the ship was rather like her, an assortment of talented individuals that had a bit of a penchant for being troublesome in some method or another. It was really no surprise that Kit and Lauren were assigned here; Lena, too, was to join them.
It was this very ship, the Spirit II, they were on now. They'd relocated to it a week ago, during which they had both gotten used to its design. Kit had gotten the full rundown of her duties and seat on the bridge while Lauren learned the in and outs of the hanger and maintenance bays. All was going quite well, and later today - in just a few hours, in fact - it would be time for its maiden voyage.
Lauren took a deep breath and looked at herself in the mirror again, now looking her best. She clasped her collar in her hand as she so commonly did and wondered: why was she feeling so uneasy lately when things were looking up? This was what she wanted, this was why they'd come back. Lauren wanted to continue what she knew she was best at, and it was happening. She wasn't sure how happy Kit was about it, though. They'd had precious little time together over the past while and what they did share didn't last nearly long enough. And further, of course... Lauren looked down, her other hand sliding over the metal belt, now so very accustomed to its presence after nearly three months. It had been a real pain for the first couple of weeks, and Kit got to hear more than enough about it during that time, but now it was.... Well, she still wasn't in love with it, but she had her good and bad days. Sometimes she wouldn't notice it until Kit got to teasing her, but sometimes - like this morning - she'd wake up feeling terribly, terribly frustrated and needy. She learned a while ago that begging Kit in the morning about that got her nowhere.
But she managed. She managed for the blonde girl still asleep on the bed; it was another sign of her unwavering dedication to her, just like her collar. Her love outweighed her urges everytime, and that was what she kept in mind. Kit was sure benefitting from it, too. On the nights she wasn't exhausted she was all too eager to please her wife, something she'd become quite good at.
Looking back up she smiled at herself in the mirror. No, this was all just fine, she thought. She was happy as long as she made Kit happy. She took two long bits of her hair and tyed them into a ponytail atop the rest of her hair in a rather cute style, then checked the clock. Nearly 6 AM now. She opened the door back into their living quarter and tiptoed to the bed, still nude, and knelt down beside it. Leaning over she kissed her wife gently before whispering. "Kit... Hey, Kit, it's time to get up," followed by another kiss.
Beside the still sleeping Kit came an annoyed groan. Beneath her wife's arms, Lauren blinked several times and took a deep breath before glancing over at the clock: 5:15 AM. She'd woken a half hour ago and had been trying, to no avail, to fall back asleep. For the past two weeks she'd gone through this same routine more and more frequently. Some days were worse than others; this was the earliest she'd woken yet.
Slowly and carefully she slipped herself out of bed, well practiced now: gently lifting Kit's arm up and equally delicately rolling over and off of the small bed designed only for a single person. Quietly and confidently she made her way to the adjacent bathroom, the door sliding open and then shut with nary a sound. Once closed she turned the lights on and came face to face with herself in the large mirror above their sink, framed by all manner of beauty products either sitting out or in small travel bags. After a sleepy yawn she parted her long curtains of red hair and tossed it behind her back. With an unimpeded view she studied herself, looking for blemishes or anything out of place before she started to brush her teeth, itself to be followed by her makeup applications.
While she went through the motions of her morning routine she thought back on things. It'd been... nearly three months now since they'd returned to Ambra, and they'd been a rather rough few months. Both she and Kit were both in the doghouse thanks to their undeclared "vacation time" they'd taken. The first two months had been a nightmare, overworked to the point they only got to see each other for a few minutes in the morning and night. When they weren't enduring PT they each had their own routines: Lauren was back doing basic pilot training and actually being taught many of the fundamentals she'd never learned about Mobile Suits, while Kit was enduring classes and lectures in her Officer's path.
Their workload had lessened a little after two months, though, and they finally managed to have a little more time together. Tired time together, but still. It wasn't until the past week things had really started to normalize: they were to finally depart from the base. They were assigned to an autonomous patrol vessel, much as they had been before, but this time Kit was going to be an XO rather than just a pilot, the second in command under the tutelage of a Captain Andrea Vallis, a rather outspoken and - some said - troublesome woman with a penchant for drinking too much, though nevertheless with an excellent service record. The whole crew for the ship was rather like her, an assortment of talented individuals that had a bit of a penchant for being troublesome in some method or another. It was really no surprise that Kit and Lauren were assigned here; Lena, too, was to join them.
It was this very ship, the Spirit II, they were on now. They'd relocated to it a week ago, during which they had both gotten used to its design. Kit had gotten the full rundown of her duties and seat on the bridge while Lauren learned the in and outs of the hanger and maintenance bays. All was going quite well, and later today - in just a few hours, in fact - it would be time for its maiden voyage.
Lauren took a deep breath and looked at herself in the mirror again, now looking her best. She clasped her collar in her hand as she so commonly did and wondered: why was she feeling so uneasy lately when things were looking up? This was what she wanted, this was why they'd come back. Lauren wanted to continue what she knew she was best at, and it was happening. She wasn't sure how happy Kit was about it, though. They'd had precious little time together over the past while and what they did share didn't last nearly long enough. And further, of course... Lauren looked down, her other hand sliding over the metal belt, now so very accustomed to its presence after nearly three months. It had been a real pain for the first couple of weeks, and Kit got to hear more than enough about it during that time, but now it was.... Well, she still wasn't in love with it, but she had her good and bad days. Sometimes she wouldn't notice it until Kit got to teasing her, but sometimes - like this morning - she'd wake up feeling terribly, terribly frustrated and needy. She learned a while ago that begging Kit in the morning about that got her nowhere.
But she managed. She managed for the blonde girl still asleep on the bed; it was another sign of her unwavering dedication to her, just like her collar. Her love outweighed her urges everytime, and that was what she kept in mind. Kit was sure benefitting from it, too. On the nights she wasn't exhausted she was all too eager to please her wife, something she'd become quite good at.
Looking back up she smiled at herself in the mirror. No, this was all just fine, she thought. She was happy as long as she made Kit happy. She took two long bits of her hair and tyed them into a ponytail atop the rest of her hair in a rather cute style, then checked the clock. Nearly 6 AM now. She opened the door back into their living quarter and tiptoed to the bed, still nude, and knelt down beside it. Leaning over she kissed her wife gently before whispering. "Kit... Hey, Kit, it's time to get up," followed by another kiss.
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Re: Delicate (Kit)
As the day drew closer, the crew especially the bridge crew was being put through the ringer. Days were long, and evenings were short. Work always continued into the evening and Kit was never given enough time to rest. A blessing in disguise was the metal belt Lauren wore, though at times the blonde cursed her logical thinking for putting Lauren in it. Still, it allowed them both to focus on what was necessary for their work and livelihood. The bed shifted, and Kit didn’t move, she was exhausted, and her arm hung over the edge of the bed. Beside the frame, was a tablet that dimly flickered. She had fallen asleep reading more manuals and training logs from the Captain.
Kit had soon discovered that the woman she was now working for was long winded and grandeur in her achievements and orders. On the other hand, the blonde was quiet and said few words. She let her actions speak for themselves. Lauren’s morning routine went unnoticed as Kit dreamt playfully of dancing sweets, she never wanted to wake up knowing that when she did the day would be busier than ever.
As much as she wanted to remain asleep, Lauren made her way towards the sleeping girl and began to wake her up. Soft kisses adorned her face, waking her up just enough so that she was aware of what was happening. The arm that hung quickly wrapped its self around the red headed woman and dragged her into bed. Trapping the other woman with blankets and her own frame, Kit leaned forward and caressed Lauren’s neck with soft kisses and nuzzles. Half asleep, but aware enough as to what she was doing, she nipped at the tender flesh of the porcelain doll she protected.
A deep kiss and wandering hands, Kit perked up and smiled. “Good morning. You’re up early.”
Kit had soon discovered that the woman she was now working for was long winded and grandeur in her achievements and orders. On the other hand, the blonde was quiet and said few words. She let her actions speak for themselves. Lauren’s morning routine went unnoticed as Kit dreamt playfully of dancing sweets, she never wanted to wake up knowing that when she did the day would be busier than ever.
As much as she wanted to remain asleep, Lauren made her way towards the sleeping girl and began to wake her up. Soft kisses adorned her face, waking her up just enough so that she was aware of what was happening. The arm that hung quickly wrapped its self around the red headed woman and dragged her into bed. Trapping the other woman with blankets and her own frame, Kit leaned forward and caressed Lauren’s neck with soft kisses and nuzzles. Half asleep, but aware enough as to what she was doing, she nipped at the tender flesh of the porcelain doll she protected.
A deep kiss and wandering hands, Kit perked up and smiled. “Good morning. You’re up early.”
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Re: Delicate (Kit)
"Hey, stop, don't drag me back into..." Lauren protested as Kit's arm wrapped around her back, under her shoulder and lifted her up and over and back into bed. Not much of a protest considering she let herself be pulled back in, but then she was and always would be a slave to Kit's desires. "C'mon, Kit," she continued as the blonde continued to roll over onto her, still obviously not quite awake with her clumsy and simple motions. Blankets and sheets fell from the blonde onto the redhead as she shifted and stirred, possessively wrapping and enveloping Lauren and pulling her right where she wanted her. Lauren jerked her head quickly to toss hair out of her way, turning to face her wife just as Kit came down upon her neck with her usual affections. She couldn't help but smile and lean her head back, exposing more porcelain for Kit to taste.
"I was trying to get you out of bed," Lauren still protested - in part because it was true, and in part because while she loved receiving attention and love from her wife... She also knew right where it lead, and the urges and desires she'd be left to recover from. Months of experience - or inexperience as the case might be - had taught her this; it'd also made her so very easily excitable. Quite the rough combination, and unfortunately for Lauren, her heart and body always won out over her mind and logic. Now that Kit was awake enough to speak, Lauren leaned forward and properly kissed her back. "It's a big day today, the ship's maiden voyage is in a few hours... I thought about just letting you sleep," Lauren whispered back, locking eyes with her lover. Freeing her left arm from under the blankets she caressed Kit's shoulder for a moment, before sliding it down the woman's side slowly until she stopped at her wife's butt. It lingered for a moment, a fingertip tracing a pattern as Lauren smirked. "But then I thought, maybe you'd rather clear your head first? There's so much to do today and you're in the spotlight..."
Then like a cat she turned away and looked up at the ceiling, seemingly shifting gears out of nowhere. "Or maybe I could just go get you some coffee and you can go over all the procedures again," she said with some apprehension, and though her tone sounded a little disappointed at the prospect she was earnestly proposing it. Turning back to Kit and propping her head up on her arm, she smiled. "Whatever you want; I want today to go perfectly for you. You've been working so hard and you deserve nothing less."
"I was trying to get you out of bed," Lauren still protested - in part because it was true, and in part because while she loved receiving attention and love from her wife... She also knew right where it lead, and the urges and desires she'd be left to recover from. Months of experience - or inexperience as the case might be - had taught her this; it'd also made her so very easily excitable. Quite the rough combination, and unfortunately for Lauren, her heart and body always won out over her mind and logic. Now that Kit was awake enough to speak, Lauren leaned forward and properly kissed her back. "It's a big day today, the ship's maiden voyage is in a few hours... I thought about just letting you sleep," Lauren whispered back, locking eyes with her lover. Freeing her left arm from under the blankets she caressed Kit's shoulder for a moment, before sliding it down the woman's side slowly until she stopped at her wife's butt. It lingered for a moment, a fingertip tracing a pattern as Lauren smirked. "But then I thought, maybe you'd rather clear your head first? There's so much to do today and you're in the spotlight..."
Then like a cat she turned away and looked up at the ceiling, seemingly shifting gears out of nowhere. "Or maybe I could just go get you some coffee and you can go over all the procedures again," she said with some apprehension, and though her tone sounded a little disappointed at the prospect she was earnestly proposing it. Turning back to Kit and propping her head up on her arm, she smiled. "Whatever you want; I want today to go perfectly for you. You've been working so hard and you deserve nothing less."
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Re: Delicate (Kit)
Kit couldn’t help but smile as she listened to Lauren. She wondered if the suggestions were meant to just show the blonde how far their lessons had come. Kit shrugged and watched the red headed vixen speak and explain the things she wanted and what their day consisted of. Kit on the other hand was growing tired of what she was trying to teach Lauren, break her of her crippling addiction to sex – though Kit’s ego liked to describe it as an addiction to Kit herself. On the flip side, unknown to Lauren, Kit suffered as well through this ordeal. Not having the one thing she wanted every night was torturous. In the end, they both knew it was for the better.
Still, Kit grew tired of this game they were playing. When Lauren drew closer, a hand reached out and grabbed the small woman by the wrist and dragged her quickly onto the soft comforter. A knee kicked her legs open while hands gripped and pinned the slender wrists above the surprised wife. Kit leaned down, caressing her neck with her warm breath and cool lips. She knew what this did to the woman, Kit knew exactly what she was doing and that was what kept her going. Lips moved slowly down her neck, past her collar bone, hands followed caressing and touching every inch of the woman’s body.
There was a sound of metal and then suddenly Lauren would feel the cooling sensation of the outside air. “I know one thing that would make my day start of perfectly. The one thing I’ve been wanting since the moment I saw you in that destroyed mobile suit.” A grin, and Kit would send Lauren to cloud 9.
A few hours later, Kit removed herself from the shower and dried off quickly. Lauren was back to how she was before Kit did what she did. As she came back into view of the bed, Kit remembered something. “Oh, I got you something, I saw it in one of the gift shops by the base.” Digging in a drawer, she pulled it out and hid it behind her b ack. “Turn over.” When Lauren obeyed, she slapped on a magnet that read ‘Wide Load’ in big yellow letters. “There we go.”
A smile and a kiss on Lauren’s lower back, Kit returned to getting ready. “Were you sent over the itinerary for what was going on today?”
Still, Kit grew tired of this game they were playing. When Lauren drew closer, a hand reached out and grabbed the small woman by the wrist and dragged her quickly onto the soft comforter. A knee kicked her legs open while hands gripped and pinned the slender wrists above the surprised wife. Kit leaned down, caressing her neck with her warm breath and cool lips. She knew what this did to the woman, Kit knew exactly what she was doing and that was what kept her going. Lips moved slowly down her neck, past her collar bone, hands followed caressing and touching every inch of the woman’s body.
There was a sound of metal and then suddenly Lauren would feel the cooling sensation of the outside air. “I know one thing that would make my day start of perfectly. The one thing I’ve been wanting since the moment I saw you in that destroyed mobile suit.” A grin, and Kit would send Lauren to cloud 9.
A few hours later, Kit removed herself from the shower and dried off quickly. Lauren was back to how she was before Kit did what she did. As she came back into view of the bed, Kit remembered something. “Oh, I got you something, I saw it in one of the gift shops by the base.” Digging in a drawer, she pulled it out and hid it behind her b ack. “Turn over.” When Lauren obeyed, she slapped on a magnet that read ‘Wide Load’ in big yellow letters. “There we go.”
A smile and a kiss on Lauren’s lower back, Kit returned to getting ready. “Were you sent over the itinerary for what was going on today?”
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Re: Delicate (Kit)
"Kit, wait, don't -- I wanted to... Ugh, don't tease me today, I can't take it!" Lauren groaned as Kit flipped the tables around, pinning the smaller girl down and using her mouth to skillfully work up the poor girl. Not that it took much presently... Even just sensual words and the lightest of intentional touches could work Lauren up at this point. All her urges had been bottling up for so long now she was more sensitive than ever; Kit did her part with the occasional tease to keep her that much more on edge from time to time, too. This was how it so often went: Kit getting her so worked up, and Lauren channeling all that energy into showing her appreciation to her wife.
Even the click of her lock undoing wasn't enough to convince her yet; Kit had teased her so before. It wasn't until Kit's words that Lauren's flushed frustrations melted away into something of genuine belief and excitement. "Wait, really? Today? Oh, but...!" Whatever she was going to say quickly vacated her mind as Kit began to work her magic.
"Eh... Something...? I don't need anything else -- I don't think I can take anything else..." Lauren replied lazily, now laying almost lifelessly on the bed with her arms above her. She was still breathing quite deeply and slowly, generally breathless from a few hours of bliss the likes of which she hadn't had in months. She took a few seconds to comply, lazily opening an eye before doing as asked. Suddenly Kit slapped her butt, hand coming down partially on flesh but mostly on her belt, causing her jump a bit. "Wh-what?! Hey, I'm sore...!" She exclaimed as she pushed herself up, glaring up at Kit, before craning her neck to look back at herself. She could see something stuck there, but couldn't quite read it. "Did you stick a magnet to me?! What's that even..." She trailed off, trying to twist herself into a pretzel to get a good look at it.
"Itinerary? Umm... I don't -- yeah? I think it's on my... Seriously, Kit, what did you put on me?!" She puffed her cheeks out, sitting up from the bed now and staring up at her wife.
Even the click of her lock undoing wasn't enough to convince her yet; Kit had teased her so before. It wasn't until Kit's words that Lauren's flushed frustrations melted away into something of genuine belief and excitement. "Wait, really? Today? Oh, but...!" Whatever she was going to say quickly vacated her mind as Kit began to work her magic.
"Eh... Something...? I don't need anything else -- I don't think I can take anything else..." Lauren replied lazily, now laying almost lifelessly on the bed with her arms above her. She was still breathing quite deeply and slowly, generally breathless from a few hours of bliss the likes of which she hadn't had in months. She took a few seconds to comply, lazily opening an eye before doing as asked. Suddenly Kit slapped her butt, hand coming down partially on flesh but mostly on her belt, causing her jump a bit. "Wh-what?! Hey, I'm sore...!" She exclaimed as she pushed herself up, glaring up at Kit, before craning her neck to look back at herself. She could see something stuck there, but couldn't quite read it. "Did you stick a magnet to me?! What's that even..." She trailed off, trying to twist herself into a pretzel to get a good look at it.
"Itinerary? Umm... I don't -- yeah? I think it's on my... Seriously, Kit, what did you put on me?!" She puffed her cheeks out, sitting up from the bed now and staring up at her wife.
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Re: Delicate (Kit)
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