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It was the end of the seventh month, thus the lands of Inazuma were bestowed with the longest days of the year. Many felt this to be a gift from the archons as the sunlight gave life to the crops and granted prosperous harvest, but the Inazumans who did not own arable land would only have to wait until twilight to avoid the blistering heat. Although insufferable during the daylight, the blazing sun was beautiful at dusk.
There was someone in Inazuma who seemed to find the sunset particularly enchanting. In the past century-or-so it had become a habit of Yae Miko’s to search for inspiration from within the gleaming sky. And so, when the mid-year would come, she could be spotted at her respective estate as she basked in the stunning view before her.
Today, too, the Guuji abided at the Narukami Shrine, gazing at the orange skyline that kissed the horizon.
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Yae Miko had felt dreadful for the past few days. She truly didn’t have any ideas for her upcoming novel, which was rather unusual. Miko’s beauty was not only external: that mind of hers was capable of providing stories far more beautiful than her perceivable appearance. But for this one piece, she could not think of anything. Perhaps it was because this time around, the story needed something exceptional. Something… intimate.
Sitting at the edge of the terrace, Miko flung her feet along the wind below her. She had changed her attire into more suitable robes for tonight. Although bodily discomfort was not something she paid much mind to, it was arguably far easier to concentrate without the hefty garments she normally wore. Or at the very least that’s what Ei had told her during a similar situation ages ago. Miko had kept complaining about inability to relax and focus, to which Ei responded: “Then, shouldn’t you take off that heavy clothing of yours?”
Such an innocent remark from that clueless woman. Back then, Miko had given Ei a charming laugh since the former had first thought it was an impure suggestion. Soon enough she had remembered that the oblivious Raiden Ei would never mean it that way. Still, thinking back on this, Miko smiled warmly in her heart.
The evening was getting late and Miko had still not received any insight relating to the novel. She took one last glance at the lovely view below, and then stood up straightening the wrinkles on her robes. It was time to head back inside the estate.
“Miko.”
A quiet, familiar voice spoke out behind her. Miko turned around to retrieve the greeting. The moment that voice had reached Miko, she knew exactly to whom it belonged, though it was unexpected for that person to show up unannounced and willingly. Ei stood at the estate’s entrance, leaning on the shoji doors that led to the terrace Miko was at.
“Fancy seeing you here~” Miko gave a cheeky smirk in contrast to Ei’s stern expression. The latter looked troubled, not to say she didn’t always appear that way.
“I thought it was proper to come and greet you, as the thought of you had briefly visited my mind earlier today.”
“What’s with the extensive courtesy, Ei? It is just us here, after all.”
Miko felt a slight sense of bliss hearing the fact that Ei had been thinking about her, but dared not to further tease her about it, fearing she might take those words back.
Ei did not verbalize an answer. Instead, she gave Miko a ‘look’ of weariness, implying she was not here to be ridiculed with. But in truth, even Ei herself was not sure on why she had come to visit Miko at her residence.
“And what is the Shogunate afraid of? Come, sit with me.” Miko hummed and signaled towards the straw mat pillows on the terrace floor. Hoping Ei would follow her example, Miko spread her robes and sat down on the cushions. The Electro vision that hung on her waist made a dull sound once hitting the tea table in front of her.
“Did you not just demand to refrain from courtesy, and now you are calling me the Shogunate.” Ei spoke ever so firmly. She walked to where Miko was seated, though at first reluctant to do so. There was a sickly-sweet scent of oolong tea coming from the pot on the table.
“Did I say that? Dear me, I must've misspoke~” Miko grinned and leaned closer to Ei. Their faces were only inches away from each other, and Ei could smell that same honeyed scent of tea pouring out from Miko. The latter truly liked this specific drink, it seemed.
Whether it was because of the pleasant aroma or the woman before her was not clear, but Ei felt enticed, and Miko could see right through these desires.
Tense couple of seconds passed as the two of them just stared at each other; the foxy one smiling and the serious one resuming expressionless. Miko brought a teacup to her own lips and downed the drink very slowly while not reverting her gaze from Ei’s eyes. The women were so close that the teacup could almost touch Ei’s lips as Miko held it up. A very subtle blush flashed across Ei’s cheeks and the frames of her purple eyes watered from indefinite desire or lust.
This was the reaction Miko had longed for. She shifted the cup to Ei’s delicate lips and granted her a taste of the overly sweet tea. This unexpected gesture made it difficult for Ei to sip the drink smoothly, thus some of the hot tea trickled down to her chin. Miko watched this action with attentive eyes and couldn’t help but fixate her gaze to Ei’s now wet lips. Both of the women’s hands were on the floor to support their weight, but Miko moved one of her hands on top of Ei’s. She entwined their fingers together and placed another hand to hold Ei’s face.
With such built up desire, Miko pressed her lips on Ei’s, and worked her way cleaning the spilled drink. The kiss instantly quickened in pace. Miko got up on her knees to stir even closer to Ei and continued passionately kissing her.
Yae Miko was a patient kitsune. She could gladly wait another five centuries for the woman she loved, but today she had given in to her greed. And she would enjoy it to her heart’s content.
The relentless front Ei had first put up was now completely shattered. Her complexion was submissive and her face was flushed entirely. She was burning up with extreme lust all the way from fingertips to her very core.
Miko traced her fingers along Ei’s trembling body and placed them between her thighs. She asked softly: “Is this okay?”
“Yes, please…” Ei answered with an unsteady breath.
Miko continued with her right hand and moved it under Ei’s outer attire. The latter only wore a few layers of cotton clothing which made it easy for Miko to remove them swiftly. She pressed her index and middle finger together and brushed them across Ei’s inner thighs. In that sensual moment, Miko could feel the thud of Ei’s racing heartbeat as she caressed her yearningly.
She slid her fingers inside while stimulating the clitoris with her thumb. Ei gasped soundlessly and felt an intense rush that forced her eyes shut. Miko leaned on top of Ei, breathing heavily against her heated body as she curled her fingers back and forth inside Ei’s pussy. The movement was precise yet forceful and it made Ei feel like a thousand thunder strikes were going through her but in the most euphoric way imaginable.
Ei clenched her fists around Miko’s robes desperately. The pumping motion against her most sensitive spot was making her mind and heart fuzzy. Everything felt so good. She was close to release, but the observant kitsune noticed this and halted her movement instantly.
“Ngh… what are you…” Ei uttered faintly. She grabbed Miko’s wrist to stop her from pulling out and gave her a dejected look.
“Tss, always so demanding,” Miko joked as she lowered herself between Ei’s inner thighs and continued: “here at the Shrine, the Shogunate has to earn her glory.”
“Miko… even at a time like this…”
“Mm~”
“Then… please, fulfill those lustful desires that I feel from your touch.”
“As you wish.”
Miko felt special fondness for such humility. Seeing Ei like this – quivering under her, the silken, purple hair clinging to her sweaty breasts, cheeks covered in the colors of the Sakura tree. And for this moment, she had full control of that breathtaking woman before her.
Ei parted her legs eagerly. Taking note of this invitation, Miko moved her lips to the vulva and gave soft pecks just above the clit. Each time her lips pressed against the skin, a warm shiver would fill Ei’s body. Miko parted her mouth and started stroking the slit with her tongue. She even made sure to enjoy herself, tasting everything Ei had to offer.
Miko brought her left hand up to Ei’s chest and fondled her breasts. She retrieved her right hand that was still coated in wetness from before, and throbbed it inside of Ei. All the movements quickened gradually, and thus did the sensations as well. Ei knitted her brows in such overwhelming bliss. She tried to half-heartedly steady her breathing without success: she could barely even quell her own moans. The faster her heart pulsed the more ecstatic she felt. A couple begs of ‘please’ escaped her mouth as she was desperate for release.
The stimulation finally came to a climax and Ei’s whole body tensed up. She felt a rush in every single nerve ending but her mind was high. For centuries she had sealed herself away without a physical body, and now to experience such incredibly intense sensations was unimaginable. She had truly never felt this way before. Her breathing still trembled but she was able to collect herself at least a bit.
Miko sat back up to face Ei. She gave a sly smile and then thoroughly licked her now wet fingers.
“Delightful~”
Ei did not bother with Miko’s cheekiness. Perhaps she could even allow Miko to entertain her more often. She forced herself to sit up despite the weak state she was in, and put on some of her inner clothing for modesty. The sunset had already passed but the terrace remained illuminated by the red lanterns along the railing.
Soon enough, the rush was replaced with drowsiness. Ei bowed her head forward and planted it against Miko’s chest. The latter embraced her with warmth and spoke: “Your performance today gave me great inspiration, Ei. I might write about this in my novel, even.”
“As you wish.”