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Miorine Rembran sits in the lounger of the nearly-empty star cruiser, reclined somewhat as she relaxes with her eyes closed. In the few months that have passed since the end of the most recent conflicts, much has changed. Without opening her eyes, she takes a sip from the almost depleted fruit cocktail on the tray in front of her. Without touching on all the complex details of cleaning up after Prospera and her father's mess, Miorine reflects on the more personal events that have transpired. First, she had been elected president of the Benerit Group. In all honesty, she doesn't really care all that much about her new position, at least, not right now. This trip is more to celebrate the more important change Miorine had made in her life: the annulment to her engagement with Guel Jeturk, and her reengagement to Suletta Mercury.
It had been a mutual break, thankfully. She and Guel had never once held an ounce of attraction for one another; their engagement had been entirely to protect Suletta, the woman both of them cared deeply for, from the deadly machinations of her mother and the politics of Gundam legality. Now that Prospera was no longer a threat, Miorine and Guel parted ways without a second thought, although in truth that had happened even before Prospera was dealt with, whether words and documents were spoken and signed or no. No, Miorine knew her gambit to protect Suletta had failed as soon as the Schwarzette had touched down before her. Suletta didn't need protecting. She proved that. A smile crosses Miorine's lips at the thought of her dashing fiance. A woman who had braved the fires of war and defied her own mother, just to keep her safe. It's funny, Miorine thinks to herself. After all the effort she had gone to to protect Suletta, in the end, Suletta had become her precious knight once again. Sometimes fate can't be changed, she supposes. But this time, at least, fate was her choice. Suletta is her choice. Miorine's thumb touches the metal of the simple engagement ring on her finger, and she opens her eyes.
"Suletta! What is taking you so long?" she says in faux irritation. She had asked Suletta to fetch her a refill to her beverage several minutes ago, and Miorine had begun to miss the presence in the seat beside hers. Not that she'd say that out loud. Miorine turns to look at the bar behind their seats and her expression changes from annoyance to amusement. "What...are you doing?"
Suletta looks up with a chirp of surprise, having been completely lost in trying to determine how to operate the expensive-looking blender. "Oh! Miss Miorine! I, uh...I have no idea how this thing works." Her shoulders droop, and Miorine can't help but laugh. This woman is adorable.
"You idiot. I guess I'll have to show you so you can do it for me next time." Miorine unfastens her restraints and pushes off the back of the lounger with more gusto than is required to reach the bar. She smiles as she collides with Suletta, and sends the both of them back further into another lounger, with Miorine's legs wrapped around Suletta's waist.
"M-M-Mi-"
"I swear, Suletta, if you say 'Miss Miorine' I'm going to smack you. We're engaged. Just call me Miorine.'
"R-right! Okay..Miorine." There is unease in Suletta's voice, as if she's still not used to dropping the honorific. Miorine sighs with a little smile, and puts her hands on Suletta's shoulders. "You, uh, pushed us back further than the bar. I thought you were gonna..."
"Yeah. I am a little thirsty. That's true." Miorine's eyes narrow as she leans her forehead to rest against Suletta's. "Maybe, though...I could wait for another drink. Maybe...I just started to miss you too much to wait any longer." Suletta's expression changes from confusion to the look she always gets before Miorine kisses her. This is far from the first time they've kissed, but Suletta always looks completely overwhelmed, no matter how many times they play this game. Her eyes widen, and her cheeks flush to deep crimson. Miorine loves the way she looks right now, the way an awkward teenager has an opportunity to kiss her crush. Well, maybe she is just an awkward teenager with an opportunity to kiss her crush.
"Oh...I get it now. You didn't really want the drink, did you?" Suletta manages, wrapping her arms around Miorine's slender body, pulling her even closer.
"See, now you're starting to understand. What I really wanted..." Miorine leans in, almost kissing Suletta's eager lips, but at the last moment, pulls to the side, moving to her ear. A little whimper escapes Suletta's control, and Miorine feels her love's fingers dig deeper into her back. She shudders with anticipation. "...was a chance to do this." Miorine's lips touch Suletta's neck, and she feels her squirm, her legs moving tightly together. With a dash from her tongue, she can hear Suletta moan quietly, trying to keep it restrained.
"M-Miorine..." Suletta whimpers, one of her hands creeping lower on her back. Miorine relents, pulling back to look Suletta in the eye. "Can I..? Can we..? I...I want..."
Miorine's smile returns and it's her turn to blush. "You idiot," she says with a giggle. "Why do you think I didn't let the staff wait on us in here? We have the place to ourselves. We can do...whatever we want." She leans close again, and as she finishes her sentence, Suletta kisses her, deep and passionate. Miorine moans into Suletta's mouth, her hands finding their way to her jacket zipper. This wouldn't be their first time together, either. Suletta has grown bolder since then. At first, she had been uncomfortable with sex. It was new to her entirely after all. Miorine had been patient and taken as much time as Suletta needed to grow used to how her body worked and what she liked; during their time at school together, Suletta was always far too busy working to support Gund-Arm, or keep her grades from falling, to explore herself, and on Mercury, such things had never been explained to her. But now, Suletta is more than capable of saying what she likes and when she likes it. Yes, Suletta had become much bolder, Miorine considers with a grateful sound as her fiance's hand finds a place beneath her butt.
"Miomio...I love you," Suletta gasps as Miorine undoes Suletta's jacket, still kissing her everywhere she can. Miorine growls and nibbles on Suletta's lip, pulling the jacket around her arms to reveal the bodysuit beneath.
"You know I hate that name," Miorine manages as she starts to undo the fastening on Suletta's shorts. "but I suppose...when we're alone..." Suletta squeezes, and her other hand returns the undressing favor for Miorine.
"Thank you, Miorine," Suletta says with an almost religious reverence. Miorine kisses her almost chastely on the cheek as she unzips the shorts.
"You're my groom, after all. And..." Miorine kisses Suletta again, less innocently this time. "I love you too."
Suletta unzips the dress that Miorine is wearing and, for a brief moment, the pair separate in an agonizing moment of longing as Suletta pulls it up over Miorine's head and tosses it weightlessly aside. Beneath, Suletta finds one of Miorine's lacy bras, and her trademark tights still somewhat concealing her matching pair of panties. Miorine, at the same time, yanks Suletta's shorts off and sends them across the cabin. Suletta always wears a bodysuit beneath her clothes as it makes it easier to change into a pilot's fatigues that way. As sexy as Miorine finds the skintight clothing on her, right now she wants it off. "Help me get this thing off. I want to see you," Miorine commands, and Suletta obeys with another blush.
"I like it when you say things like that, Miomio," Suletta giggles, pushing off Miorine to turn around and let her unzip the suit. "I like...I like it when you remind me that you chose me."
Miorine blushes now, and she's grateful that Suletta is turned and can't see her face. "O-of course I want to see you. You're my groom. I...I want to see all of you. You're mine, and I'm yours, right? I..." Miorine isn't used to this. It's always been somewhat difficult for her to be honest with how she's feeling, especially when it comes to romance. Suletta normally doesn't seem to mind her aloofness, and often seems to enjoy the game of cat and mouse they play with their words. But she can also see how it would feel nice to see a bit more vulnerability once in awhile. There's no one else in the world Miorine would rather be vulnerable around, anyway. She swallows her pride, and resolves to try.
"I...I did choose you, but only because you chose me first. I...I wouldn't have, if you hadn't come back, back then..." Miorine wraps her arms around Suletta from behind, burying her face in her strong shoulder. "I would have let myself suffer through hell if it meant keeping you safe, Suletta. I wanted you so badly, I still do, obviously. But back then...it took everything in me not to come running back to you. To drag you back. But..." Miorine feels a tear. She hates the way she acted back then. If only she had had the strength to trust Suletta, maybe so much wouldn't have happened.
"Hey. It's okay. You don't have to say it. I already know." Suletta speaks softly, kindly. Her hand traces Miorine's arm and finds her own hand, and she takes it tight.
"No. I want to. I need you to know...how much it meant to me." Miorine squeezes Suletta's hand, and forces herself to look up into her groom's kind eyes. She can't help but smile through the sudden onset of tears. "You came for me. You protected me. From everything that wanted to hurt me...even myself. I...I will always choose you, Suletta. Always." Miorine kisses Suletta's cheek. "You always prove me wrong, you know that..? I love that about you." Suletta smiles and turns her head to kiss Miorine, and suddenly, they're both reminded how they got into this position of half-dressed.
"Miorine," Suletta whispers, caressing her cheek with the back of her palm.
"Suletta," Miorine utters, her arm wrapped around Suletta's torso and meeting her eyes directly.
Suddenly, they kiss again, and again and again. Hands and bodies move and twist, and suddenly, Suletta's bodysuit is yanked off, revealing her fully naked form. Miorine pulls away, floating in the null gravity, to look at her. Suletta smiles bashfully, almost moving to cover her ample breasts but deciding not to at the last moment. Her hair falls in waves around her, like a crimson ocean's untamed tides. Miorine floats backwards, her eyes taking in every inch of Suletta Mercury, until she lands gently against the opposite wall of the cabin. "Suletta...you're beautiful," she says in a quiet voice, just loud enough for her to hear it. And suddenly, like a torpedo, she's kicked off the wall and careens into her groom, sending them on a somersaulting course, their lips locked together as the universe itself forgets their gravity.
"I love your boobs, they're so delicious," Miorine says ravenously as she climbs down on Suletta's body and kisses her breast, the other getting ample attention from her skilled fingers. Suletta cries out as Miorine's tongue laps at her, and it's all she can do to grasp at her bra strap, pulling her hands closer to the clasp, and then, finally, in one practiced motion, undoes it. Miorine doesn't move from her position, but unwraps her arms for a moment to allow the unneeded undergarment to join its other discarded companions, wherever they've ended up. Suletta doesn't have a good look at Miorine's chest from this angle, but maps it with her fingers anyway, eliciting a sound that makes the sensation between her legs send fireworks through her. Suletta gasps, taking in air because she knows sooner or later, Miorine will make her forget to breathe.
Miorine unlatches herself from Suletta's bosom and pulls herself up through the air, once again wrapping her legs around Suletta's waist, and finally revealing herself. Suletta gasps, and without a word, dives onto Miorine's left nipple. "S-Suletta--!" Miorine calls out, burying her hands in Suletta's wild mane. Before she unbalances the scales, Suletta changes breasts, swirling her tongue now around Miorine's right. Miorine shudders, pulling on Suletta's hair, and begins to wonder where Suletta's free hand is. She doesn't wonder long, though, as she feels a sudden tear in her tights between her legs. "H-hey!! You--animal!" is all Miorine manages to say before Suletta's fingers have infiltrated her panties to touch her most sensitive places. "AhHh-~!" she struggles, trying to thrust herself down further onto Suletta's exploratory fingers, but to no avail; she feels Suletta's lips curl into a smirk as her arm tightens around Miorine's body, keeping her firmly in place. "N-no fair...! I...give me...I want it all!!"
But Suletta doesn't relent, her fingers playing games in Miorine's absolutely soaked pussy, but never more than a little beyond her entrance, never close enough to her throbbing clit. She lets her mouth go of Miorine's nipple, if only to speak. "Well...usually you play the games with me...but I figured maybe you'd like to try the other way around, this time?" Miorine groans, both in pleasure and irritation, still desperately trying to throw herself fully onto Suletta's hand. "Maybe...I could be persuaded. If you say please?" Miorine's eyes go wide and she almost shouts, but Suletta's fingers hit a particularly delectable spot and it knocks all the pride out of her in one swift motion.
"F-fine...! Please, Suletta! Please!" Miorine cries, and Suletta smiles.
"All you had to do was ask, Miomio," she giggles, and finally loosens her grip, letting Miorine throw herself fully onto her fingers. Miorine latches her arms around Suletta to match her legs, and kisses her over and over, wherever she can reach as she bounces herself up and down. It doesn't take long with all of that buildup, and with one final thrust in time with Miorine's own, Suletta feels the walls of Miorine's pussy tighten around her. "Are you-?"
"I'm cumming~!!!" Miorine screams, not letting up on her movements for a good thirty seconds, leaving her breathless, her forehead leaned against Suletta's. They're silent for a moment, catching their breath, until Miorine speaks. "That was mean of you."
Suletta suddenly loses her composure and bows her head deeper against Miorine's. "I apologize, I should have asked first, I--"
"Stop. It's okay. It...was unexpected, is all. And...very hot."
"Hot..?" she questions, both to Miorine and herself, raising her head slightly.
"Don't make me say it again, you dumbass!"
"Okay, sorry!!" Suletta bows her head again. They're quiet again for a moment, until Miorine giggles. Suletta looks up, and sees a familiar glint in her eye.
"Ready for round two? It's your turn. Your bride is not a selfish lover." Suletta's eyes sparkle, and she nods with a big grin on her face. "Good." With a rapid change of position, Suletta finds her face between Miorine's thighs as her lover spins around for access.
"Woah, you're quiCK!" Suletta manages to say before Miorine's tongue darts between Suletta's lips, knocking her off-balance and sending the couple spinning across the cabin once again. Miorine smirks. Suletta is so easy to play with. For the third time, Miorine wraps her slender legs around Miorine's muscular torso, and then dives in fully. With one hand, she finger-fucks Suletta's drenched pussy. The other massages her toned ass, while her tongue runs laps around Suletta's swollen clit. She's been patient, Miorine muses. She probably would have just snuggled up with me if I had asked her to. She deserves a reward for that kind of dedication. Well, judging from the sounds Suletta's making...this is probably plenty. Filthy sounds fill Miorine's ears; the wet noise of her fingers and tongue, and the unrestrained pleasure from Suletta herself. She loves to be here, between Suletta's legs, tasting her, feeling her, being inside her. How she kept herself from attacking this woman before is a point of confusion for her. There is nothing sexier to Miorine than Suletta Mercury.
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!!" Suletta yells, her hands in Miorine's ruined hair for sheer support. "I'm--I'm getting close! Super close! M-M-Miorine~!!" Miorine smiles, imagining the look of near-orgasm on Suletta's face. If her tongue were not otherwise in use, she'd lick her lips.
"M-M-MioRiNE!!!!"
And with that, Miorine feels the familiar sensation, and enjoys the tightening of Suletta's thighs around her head as she finishes. Miorine savors the sounds Suletta makes; it isn't often she feels comfortable enough to be as loud as she wants. And then, as her thighs loosen and Miorine is able to move, she pulls herself back around to face her groom once again, and pushes them off the wall to land in a nearby lounger, tangled in each other's embrace. Miorine licks her fingers clean, and then, before Suletta has a chance to speak, kisses her.
"Thank you for that, my groom."
"And you...too...my bride," Suletta struggles, still catching her breath.
"I don't think we're due at the meeting for another few hours. Do you want to take a nap with me until we need to go freshen ourselves up?"
"I would like...nothing more."
"I love you, Suletta Mercury."
"And I love you, Miorine Rembran."