Work Text:
She is the devil, Arlecchino thinks as she eyes Furina with an impatience that is so foreign to her. A little devil who was put on this world to trouble me. She is capable of ignoring Furina as she crosses paths with her - dressed in nothing but a two piece bathing suit while the young lady is hanging off of Lumine's arm, loudly proclaiming something about a fun day at the beach and she's so glad the traveler agreed to join her today. By her tone of voice, Arlecchino knows it's intentional, that Furina is baiting her.
There's a brief moment where the they make eye contact- and she has to only help herself to a lovely eyeful of Furina's gentle curves and the soft glimpse of her breasts, that were bruised only a week ago. She's going to have to fix that soon, she supposes. Furina's movement is subtle, but Arlecchino notices that she tries to hide herself a bit from her gaze. Lumine takes no notice, seemingly trying to pull her arm from the tight grip the other has on her. If Arlecchino were none-the-wiser, they would look like two lovers heading on a date, though she knows that Furina is simply someone who likes physical contact. She always has to be touching, somehow and Arlecchino finds it most endearing.
Though now she has to draw this out, just for a bit longer. Purely because it's impolite to not exchange pleasantries for those who are not quite strangers - not enemies, but not friends (save for little Miss Furina, who acts all shy and innocent but she is truly the devil in disguise) and not because she wants to make the young lady squirm with embarrassment.
"Good afternoon, Lady Furina." The poor thing looks like she wants to run in the opposite direction, her little squeak is pleasant as she tries to duck behind Lumine. "And you as well, Miss Lumine. I take it you two had a fun time at the beach then?" Arlecchino is nothing if not patient.
"We did!" Furina said with a huff, her cheeks painted with a faint blush. "Now, we're off to dinner and Lumine said she's paying!"
"I-I did?"
"You are now." Lumine frowns a little bit, as if hesitant at the idea though she doesn't argue. It's clear she cares quite a bit about the girl and it can be hard to say no to her, especially after everything that has happened - even the Iudex spoils her more than ever before. Perhaps it's all entirely out of guilt. "I'm just kidding! It would be rude to make such demands! Anyways, we need to get going. There is much more sun to catch and more things to do." Furina starts to tug Lumine along, unable to take in Arlecchino's presence much longer. "And you never have enough time, so I have to make the most of it!"
"Miss Furina, if you are not busy later, perhaps come by the Hearth. I can have a nice dinner and lovely cakes made for you." Arlecchino offers and they both know what she means by this. "Do think about it." While Lumine misses it, Arlecchino sees the little smile play on Furina's pink lips. This girl is the devil, and nobody else knows this.
They keep their relationship under wraps for plenty of reasons - although Arlecchino has nothing to lose if people knew about her relationship with Furina, the former Archon certainly has a lot on the line. And not for the fact she's dating another woman, but that she's dating a Harbinger. Arlecchino is more than happy to keep secrets so long as she is able to have her in her arms whenever she pleases. And that is quite often these days.
The ribbon is soft - intentionally chosen for aesthetic purposes and because Furina hates rope and handcuffs - but it's beautiful against Furina's skin, with her hands tied behind her back. Arlecchino sits on the bed and beckons for Furina to step towards her and for a moment, Furina hesitates - looking reasonably worried for a moment but she knows to not make the Knave wait much longer after a command has been given. Funnily, the girl keeps her head up held high even though in the past, she usually is looking away as if she were a shy creature. Today must be a day where she's feeling all sorts of bratty and testy. Once Furina is close enough, Arlecchino drags her nails up along her thighs, pinching every so often before moving to tease between her legs. Such an audacious girl, choosing to wear her bikini beneath her clothes like this. She gives her thigh a little pinch.
"Did you have fun today?" It's as if she's speaking to one of her children and not her girlfriend, but Furina quite likes it when she uses such a tone on her - even if she denies it. "I sure hope you did, running around and dressed like this for everyone to see."
"I'll have you know, this is in style!" Furina says with a huff, though she seizes up a bit when Arlecchino drags her index finger along her clothed slit. Wet. Furina is enjoying this. "But yes, I had a lot of fun on the beach with Lumine, Navia, and even Clorinde." Arlecchino has to give her credit for not falling apart as easily as she usually does, though she supposes she wouldn't like playing with Furina if she always broke so easily. And besides, she's more than happy that Furina is finally enjoying herself. "Also - from the looks of it, you like it. Though I have a feeling you were jealous of Lumine."
"Perhaps." Arlecchino says with a slight nod, letting Furina have that bit of victory. She reaches up to Furina's forearm and gently pulls her down and over her knees, loving how easily Furina folds for her. "Though your remark about me being jealous of Lumine is quite rude. Do not make assumptions, Miss Furina."
"Or what?" The bravery she has when she's over Arlecchino's lap like this.
Arlecchino gently rubs her ass for a moment, giving her a second to warm up to what's about to come - open palm as she raises her hand back and smack! The yelp resounds in the room. Her other hand rests on the small of her back, making sure she doesn't squirm around too much or try to get away. Another strike on her other cheek, and Arlecchino strikes each side five times - loving the whimpers and soft cries from Furina. She never hits Furina hard, though she has used a ruler in the past. But such instruments are very rarely used when her hand gets the job done well enough. Her skin turns such a lovely shade, almost as lovely as Furina herself (when she wants to be).
"Is it impossible for you to hold your tongue?" Arlecchino asks as she rubs away the sting, pleased that she had left some handprints behind. Perhaps, she'll hit a bit harder for better bruising. When Furina doesn't answer, Arlecchino lets out a soft sigh and releases her. She unties the ribbon, rubbing the girl's wrists to help get blood flowing again and brings one up to her lips, pressing a soft kiss to it. Furina blushes. "Can you be a good girl for me and grab me our favorite toy?" There is a note of satisfaction in her voice as she can see how wet Furina is at this point, how drenched through the cloth is, when the other obeys and gets off the bed to pull the trunk out from underneath the bed. There's plenty of items in there for them to use and favorite toy could mean a lot of things, but in this case, it's none of the things that will make her cry tonight. One the strap and dildo are chosen, Arlecchino nods in approval, standing up herself. "Undress me."
There is no room for argument and Furina sets the toys on the edge of the bed, and for a moment, starts to shy away from the thought of doing such a thing.
"Miss Furina." Her warning hangs in the air and the girl huffs, stepping forward again.
"Your clothes are complicated!" Comes the frustrated whine after a few minutes. The girl had managed to get her jacket and pants off.
"You should be quite familiar at this point, or are you interested in continuing to test my patience?" Furina's face is red - redder than usual - as she continues her task until Arlecchino is in her underwear. She does help her with the more complicated bits and pieces of her clothes, if only as an excuse to gently graze Furina's hands and arms every so often. She truly is so soft. "Now, was that so difficult?" Furina flushes and shakes her head. "You know what to do from here, correct? Or do you need reminding?" She gets another shake of her head as Furina grabs the strap to put it on the other woman - the only reason she has Furina do this is because she delights in seeing her look so humiliated and shy. And because she loves it when Furina rises to such challenges - or well, challenges for her. The dildo is added on last, it's thick but not obscenely so and it's length is well enough. Once the strap on is on and put in place, Furina goes to undress herself and Arlecchino very firmly grabs her arm. "Did I give you permission to undress yourself?"
"B-But-"
Arlecchino sits back down on the edge of the bed and forces Furina to her knees. "Suck." She orders and the girl puffs out her cheeks. "When will you learn you won't always get what you want?" Alrecchino presses the tip to Furina's lips, frowning heavily when she won't open her mouth. "Furina, do not make me ask you again because if I have to ask again, you will get the crop." This gets Furina to move, wrapping her lips around the dark red silicone and Arlecchino wraps her fingers in Furina's hair, guiding her as she starts to take the toy further into her mouth. Licking and sucking, the slurping noises fill the room, and a bit of drool escapes from Furina's mouth. Her other hand moves down to tease Furina's chest a bit, groping beneath the fabric, teasing, pinching, and scratching. She would love to rip the damn thing off and make a mess of the girl, just like this, but she won't. Not tonight, anyways. She makes Furina simulate a blow job until she feels the girl grinding against her a bit, moans and whimpers that are muffled but noticeable. Only then does she let her pull of to breathe, pulling her up, and finally pulling her into a kiss. Furina's lips are so soft and always so kissable, she maneuvers them so Furina is laying beneath her on the bed.
"What a good girl for me," Arlecchino praises when she finally pulls away, watching Furina's chest rise and fall as she tries to get air into her lungs. With more impatience than usual, Arlecchino nearly rips off Furina's swim top and is only stopped because she realizes it's tied in the front. Her breasts are revealed to her like a gift, perky nipples that she latches onto, biting hard. She bites, licks, and sucks every inch that she can, making sure to leave as many mark as possible. Beneath her, all Furina can do is moan, jerking her hips upwards to try to get Arlecchino to focus where it's more important. Impatience is never rewarded, however. She works her way down Furina's navel, making sure to bite at every inch as she can. Prudence and patience be damned, she wants this girl to be crying and begging now. She kisses her mound over the fabric. "What do you say?"
Furina swallows a few times. "P-Please, Daddy."
Oh, that doesn't go unnoticed by Arlecchino. She gives her another tender kiss, just to tease a bit. "As you wish." Without ceremony, she yanks the bikini bottoms down and tosses them to the side. Her mouth goes straight onto Furina's cunt, where her tongue works at her folds and her nose nudges against her clit. Arlecchino keeps her hands on either side of Furina's legs, forcing them to stay apart as she eats her out. Furina's first orgasm hits her hard, a cry that spills so loudly but so sweetly from her lips following by more moaning and whining as Arlecchino continues her hungry assault. Sure, it may be messy but Arlecchino is one to enjoy a feast when it's presented to her so willingly and so enticingly. She allows Furina some grace in grinding against her face as she comes again, her orgasm is just as strong as before. Perhaps she should see how many orgasms she can get out of Furina before the girl either passes out or starts to beg to be denied - that would be fun. It usually never takes all that long for her to start to plead for mercy.
Arlecchino pulls away from her cunt, dragging her tongue along Furina's soaked slit and this time, focuses entirely on her clit this time. This has her singing louder, hands pulling at her hair harder - she's so sensitive. A third orgasm runs through her and this time, Arlecchino mercifully slows down to allow her to ride this one out, feeling her body tremble and quake a bit. It wouldn't be fun for Furina to call out the safe word just because she got oversensitive and it got too painful.
"P-please," Furina whimpers and Arlecchino gives her clit a light suck, earning a weak cry.
"Please what?"
"I-I need-" Furina swallows and whimpers when Arlecchino pinches one of her nipples, claw like nails digging in and threatening to draw blood. "Please p-put it in. I need - um - I need you to fuck me. Please."
"Hmm? You need to be more clear, Miss Furina," Arlecchino says. "How odd that you can't even say the word dick while we're having sex, but you can certainly say the word fuck." If Furina can blush even harder, she would be. "Use the proper words, Furina." Furina tries to cover her face with her arms but she's too quick in pinning them down. "Come on, Miss Furina, you can do it." There's a minute of flabbergasted protests and Arlecchino wonders how she can be so halting on some words but other words, she shies away from. What a silly thing, really. Adorable. She lets out a heavy sigh and grips her chin, forcing her fingers into Furina's mouth. "Since you're not going to specify what I fuck you with, we may as well do this, right?" Furina makes a gagging noise but her tongue words so obediently but she's doing sloppy work, likely trying to be careful to not get her mouth cut open. After a few moments and watching the delightful tears run down her puffy cheeks, Arlecchino relents. "Are you ready to use your words now?" There's a weak nod, and she removes her fingers with a wet pop.
"Please fuck me with your dick." Furina stammers out, more tears running down her face and her voice hoarse. A thrill runs through Arlecchino.
"See, was that so hard?" Arlecchino maneuvers them once again, so Furina is on top. She grabs the discarded ribbon and forces her hands behind her back before tying it around her wrists. The pout is very satisfactory for Arlecchino, though she doesn't acknowledge it as she guides Furina to the toy cock - gripping it at its base and helping her slide down onto it. When Furina squeezes her eyes shut, she makes a tsk noise. "Furina, look at me." Not wanting to disobey Arlecchino when she uses that tone of voice on her, Furina opens her eyes again. Clawed hands are at her hips, and slowly, Furina starts to move once she's adjusted to the feeling though it's Arlecchino who is guiding and setting the pace and how hard they go. It starts off slow, tender even - before she's bouncing on the dick like there's no tomorrow. Moans falling from her lips as she chants Arlecchino's name like a prayer, feeling her meet her hips and it feels as if the cock is going deeper than usual and soon, she's squirming and comes again. Her cunt squeezes around the toy, but Arlecchino is relentless and forcing her to continue.
Arlecchino loves how Furina's breasts bounce every time she moves up and down, how slack jawed she is, how wet her face is - she loves all of it. Just for her own satisfaction, Arlecchino starts to gently rub at Furina's clit - she comes faster every time, quickly becoming more and more oversensitive. Every so often, she runs her hands along Furina's body, scraping her nails to leave little red marks that bleed some. Anything to mark Furina as hers, anything to give more stimulation than necessary but not in the ways she likes. Because brats don't always get what they want, especially petulant ones who make a show of everything to rile up their secret lover. Arlecchino isn't stupid, the whole thing was a stunt by Furina to get her attention. It's what she does.
"Ah - please - I-I can't anymore." Furina whines, after awhile, breathless and squirming - her movements grow much weaker and she can't pull entirely off. Her slick has soaked the toy, Arlecchino's thighs and dripped a bit onto the bed. "No more, please."
"Yes you can," Arlecchino says with a little grunt. "You can give me a few more."
"No, please." She quakes as another orgasm hits her, although weak - it's still noticeable. "Please - please-" Arlecchino lets out a sigh - a bit of an overdramatic one, as if she's disappointed in Furina in this moment. She unties Furina's wrists, and flips their positions, forcibly pushing Furina's knees to her chest. "Arle, please-" The cry that escapes her is different than her usual ones, it's choked - gasped, and more like a sob as she draws completely out before thrusting back in. As she - in Furina's words - fucks her, Arlecchino peppers her in kisses where she can reach - red lip stick along her face, bites on her neck and Furina meets her in kind, despite her protests. Soft lips on one of her nipples makes Arlecchino seize for a moment, the feeling oh so lovely. Her lips are always so soft.
"One more for me, c'mon," Arlecchino coaxes as she continues to move. "You can do it, Furina." The gentle encouragement entices Furina and she comes again, her legs locking tightly around Arlecchino's hips. "There we go, that's a good girl. See? I knew you could do it." The girl sniffles and whimpers as Arlecchino catches her soft lips, carefully pulling out of her and cradling her trembling body close. She holds Furina in her arms until she stops shaking, and Furina starts to squirm a bit in her arms, forcing her to let her go. "Hmm? Do you need something else? I can go and grab you a slice of that chocolate cake if you wish." Furina says nothing as her lips graze the other woman's neck. "What are you doing, Miss Furina?" Teeth dig right into her neck and Arlecchino's eyes widen at the audacity of this girl but says nothing as Furina leaves her own mark on her neck. Eventually, Furina settles - slumped nicely against Arlecchino as her breathing evens out and her eyes droop shut.
Soon enough, Arlecchino is slipping out of the harness and strap, tossing it aside for now as she climbs back into bed with Furina - pulling her close and stroking her hair. When Furina wakes back up, she'll get a warm bath and they'll go again. After all, Arlecchino isn't quite done with her.