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“What the hell was all that?” Franky asked as he lit a cigarette as he walked with Twilight and Bond down the street.
“The two of them have a… complicated relationship… you know that. I guess Yuri finally hit Yor’s breaking point?”
Thirty minutes earlier Twilight and Franky gawked as Yor unleashed her anger on her brother. As soon as the two noticed the table splintering Yor jumped one knee onto the surface cleanly breaking the faultline created and spun her body connecting the back of her other heel to the side of Yuri’s face. The man’s smaller frame spun into the air, landing in the entry space.
“Yor!” Twilight jumped in the split second it took Yuri’s body to land and threw himself in front of Yor as she walked, darkness in her face towards her brother. “Yor! He’s just being stupid you don’t need to get upset!” He grabbed her shoulders and gently shook her from her wrath.
Franky had by now bounded towards the living room grabbing the barking Bond by the collar and holding Anya from interfering.
“He has no right to dictate my life!” Yor cried to Loid standing infront of her, her eyes began to soften. “And he has no right to talk about you like that!” Her hand cupped his cheek as the anger in her body subsided and she leaned her head against his shoulder.
Wrapping his arms around her and cradling her head to his shoulder, Twilight turned the two of them so he faced the bloody faced Yuri’s panting on the ground. His expression was one of sadness, surprise, and pain. He still was registering the blow he just received, both physically and emotionally. ‘How could Yor say that to me, how could she abandon me?’ Yuri’s shocked thoughts swirled.
“Y–Yor, I…”
“Yuri, I think you should go home right now, give her time to cool down. Don’t worry I will have her call you later this week, alright?” Twilight’s eyes squinted at him before softening and looking down at the head cradled in his shoulder, “Does that sound good Yor?”
Yuri’s eyes still wide saw her head nod in agreement to her husband, “B–but I…” Loid’s expression back towards him didn’t give any room for disagreeing, and neither did Franky or Anya’s, especially not the growling Bond. “Ok, I will head out… Yor, I love you, you know that? I– I’m, well, sorr– um, let’s talk soon.”
Yuri left, and Yor locked herself into her room, Anya’s just rolled her eyes at them and whined about the broken table before turning the TV on to cartoons, defeated in trying to make sense. And now Franky and Twilight walked the dark street with their trusting canine companion.
“Seriously! How strong is Yor? That was incredible seeing that brat Yuri take a kick to the face.” He took a long drag of his cigarette. “Oh here you go.” He handed Twilight his pack.
“Oh thanks, actually I haven’t been smoking…” Twilight longed for the taste of the nicotine to sooth the anxious nerves starting to bubble in his stomach, anticipating returning home, to his woman, “Ah yes, Yor is quite strong. It’s a testament to her raising Yuri by herself when she was still just a kid.”
“Yeah I get that, but I’m talking about physical strength and she has to know some form of martial arts with that kick.” Franky imitated her spin and kicked poorly into the air, his drunken self almost falling from his lack of skill.
Twilight had personally been kicked and seen her fight many times, it was a mystery of his wife that he never felt to bring up. But watching the power in her muscles constrict and tighten as she moved was mesmerizing. Her power beneath the surface excited Twilight in a way that felt like he found his match and wanted to be encompassed by it. And at the same time, now having seen Yor unravel and shake, completely losing her self control, made his desire for her infinitely more complex. He wanted to command and also be commanded.
Twilight walked alone with Bond after the two friends went separate ways, ‘Why are you taking so long to head home, get your head in the game, Twilight.’ He scoffed at himself for allowing his feet to wander the streets instead of running back home. Yet the anticipation created a microscopic nervous shake of his fingers holding the leash. As he rounded his block and saw the light glowing as his lighthouse, the bushes beside him swung lightly, in the opposite direction of the wind.
“Nightfall.” His mouth tightened with the words.
“Twilight, I have a file for you.” From a shadow the blond haired woman appeared before the two. Darkness cast over his face with the dread of whatever conversation she wanted, enough of a distraction to not see a dark form across the park.
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Yor sat at her vanity brushing her jet black hair, she was still embarrassed by her behavior earlier and also still enraged at her brother, ‘Why doesn’t he stop being so overprotective, when it was always me who protected us.’ Over the years his obsession started to wear on her as she shifted her priorities to protect another child, and not a sibling, but her daughter and her family. Her lips curled at the thoughts, Yor loved hearing Anya called her daughter. She didn’t know what having a large family would be like and was so excited to start having one of her own.
A golden blur moved in the corner of her eye, “Oh Loid, you’re back.”
Twilight watched her grin spread from ear to ear and her eyes squint with happiness seeing him, how could just a look put his heart in a vice grip. In two steps, his feet crossed the room and his lips were devouring hers.
Yor pulled away for a moment from surprise, but Loid held her face to his, teasing her lips open to push his tongue into hers. Their kisses were intoxicating and Yor felt the bones in her body melt. She traced her fingers into his hair, gripping the locks like she might fall if she let go. Loid broke their kiss, and panted “Yor, haaa , I’ve hardly kept it in all day…”
“Me t–” Yor couldn’t finish before Loid swept her into his arms and hurried the two down the hall into his room, away from the shared walls.
Nimble fingers freed the two of their clothes in a rush to have their skin melt together, as if it had been months not hours since they last touched with no barriers. Twilight’s hands cradled her body as he laid her on to the bed, her legs instinctively wrapping around his hips. Both tongues explored each other with long languid strokes, drinking each other.
Yor panted as Loid moved down her neck, her body felt on fire, still holding on to the energy of the anger from her brother. ‘How dare he tell me this is wrong.’ Yor immediately thought at feeling the pure joy coming from Loid’s touch, her husband’s touch, he was hers…
A surge of pride and determination pulsed through her, “L—Loid… I want… want to be… top..” Yor gasped as he lapped her nipple. The only response she had was feeling a smile against her skin before he quickly flipped the two of them, Yor now straddling him, her hands pressing into his chest.
Opening himself up to lay under her hips Twilight looked up at the delicious image above him, he never before gave up the control during any mission, he would manipulate the target to feel in control however he was always three steps ahead. But the woman above him now, her deep red eyes piercing into his heart, her toned curving body carved from marble, her jet black hair moving like waterfalls over her shoulders and down her back… he never had seen this perfection before. He knew deep down he would bow only to her, feeling like the world and his duty no longer existed when enveloped by her. Twilight was now a footsoldier to serve Yor’s body, to swear to it, to be commanded, and she was who to fight for.
Yor snaked down Loid’s torso lightly kissing his chest, pulling deep moans from his throat. Grazing her teeth over his chest elicited a breathy gasp in response, feeling as though her boundaries were fully down and still energized from the earlier confrontation Yor continued her love bites until she was squarely over his already hardened member. Taking it in her hands she licked her lips as she stared at the glistening tip, wet with precum, pulsing with anticipation. Her eyes darted up to Loid’s, seeing his blue eyes look at her with surprise and anticipation as she lowered her head. Kissing the head pulled a moan from Loid and she felt his hands to gather her hair into his fist. Opening her lips she lowered her mouth and hands down the veined shaft slowly then repeated the motion upwards. Her tongue licked the side of his dick and kissed the head before starting the ritual again, this time finding a rhythm which slowly sped up.
“God, Yor…” Twilight gripped her hair as he watched Yor’s lips run up and down his length, “This feels so fucking good…” He tossed his head back and closed his eyes as he began to be enveloped by the sensations. He felt as if he began to fall into a pool that warmed his chest, his breath catching with the sensations. Looking down at Yor’s holding him, the warm pool in his gut began to feel like a swirl breaking a wall and soon rushed towards him. “Oh fuck, Yor, wait, I’m—” Twilight tried to pull himself away as he was hit with an intense orgasm, his body pulsed and shook as he gripped onto Yor’s hair.
Yor felt Loid’s fingers tighten in her hair as she felt warm fluids shoot into her mouth as she continued to pump him, riding out the orgasm shaking through his body. As she swallowed she looked up at Loid, his hand moved to her cheek fingers traced her wet, swollen lips. His face was flushed and mouth gaping as he tried to catch his breath, his eyes looked at her glazed. He looked completely incapacitated and under her complete control, the feeling of dominance surged through her body as she licked up the remaining cum from his shaft.
“Oh god Yor, I’m— haaa… I’m sorry.” Twilight panted as his hand moved to cup her cheek, his thumb wiped the corner of her wet mouth. ‘Fuck… How could this woman be so powerful, I can’t believe I came so fast like that, this feeling, I can’t understand.’
Yor smiled, still feeling the surge of pride knowing she could make him melt like that, “I liked it, Loid… I like seeing you like this.” She crawled up his body and allowed him to direct her lips to his. She tasted his seed still on her lips and drew her tongue against his, tasting his mouth as well. The two pressed against each other, exploring each other's mouths for what felt like even a longer period of time than it took Loid to orgasm.
Breaking their kiss, Twilight began to move his body down, “I like to see you like that too, move up a bit.” Twilight grasped her buttocks as he directed her knees to either side of his head then her hands to the headboard.
Slowly he lowered her sex to his waiting lips, Yor gasped as she felt his hot breath tickle before she felt his warm tongue up her seam. Her juices began to smear across his face as he pushed his tongue between her lips and drank her wetness. Pulling her open to him, Twilight circled her swollen clit as he pushed his thumb into her wet hole.
Yor held onto the headboard as she felt her legs become weak as Loid buried his mouth onto her cunt, sucking and licking her clit and labia before pushing his fingers into her. She tried to pull her hips away as he curled his fingers to press on that button and his lips suctioned to her throbbing clit, but her hips were in his vice grip keeping them to his face. Pressure began building as he continued to press his fingers and lips into her.
“Loid, I— please, I can’t— can’t hold it…” Yor screamed as the warm sensation bursted and exploded within her. Her knuckles were white as she gripped the headboard, feeling the slick against Loid’s face as her hips bucked, riding the energy escaping her. Her mind for a moment went blank while aftershocks rolled through her, as she focused back room around them the feeling of needing Loid’s dick penetrating her enveloped her. “Loid I– I need you in me,” Yor panted as she moved her hips away from him.
“Of course…” Twilight smiled as he watched Yor shakingly move from him, her knees shaking. He sat up and wiped his hand over his face, still covered in Yor’s essence before pulling her lips to his as both their hands searched the nightstand. Without breaking their wet kisses, both tasting of the other, Yor shakingly rolled the condom down his length and moved quickly to center herself over him.
Slowly Yor lowered herself down Loid’s length, fully enveloping him, Yor let out a primal moan. She still had not become used to the feeling of herself stretching around him and the fullness, but it had already become her addiction.
A rough thumb moved over her open lips, fingers wrapped into her hair directing her lips down towards his. Locking their lips together, the two breathed into each other as their hips began rolling together. Both moaned into their kisses as Twilight’s shaft plunged deeper into Yor.
Yor curled her fingers into Loid's chest as they bounced their hips together. She again looked down on him, gasping for air like he was dying from pleasure. The sight made her lick her lips as she dug her nails into his muscles and sped her hips up, taking control from him and making him succumb to her. Loosing some strength Yor folded onto his chest and bit into his shoulder as his hands slammed her hips to his.
“Hng… ahhh.” Yor moaned against Loid, the friction between the two overtaking her consciousness.
Grasping her hips until his fingers were white from the pressure, Twilight felt the sharpness of nails and teeth digging into his skin as Yor’s walls tighten against him, “Yor, I– I lov… hng.. this… You–you feel so good.” Twilight choked on a gasp as his mind began to go blank while he drowned in pleasure.