Milk

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Maya’s feet felt like they were glued the ground. She tried to lift her leg to walk, but they were held down by... something heavy, or perhaps, someone. The girl tried to wriggle off her feet to walk, but unfortunately, she soon realized she couldn’t even move her legs.

“Hmm, stop wriggling, Maya,” hummed a voice from below with a small chuckle, soft in its own way. Though its embrace around Maya’s leg seemed to tighten, forming a grip that was sure to not let Maya even stand a chance against it.

Maya just let out an annoyed huff, like she was used to it everyday, her hand instead reaching up to tuck her hairpiece to its rightful position again. Her brows furrowed as she felt annoyance crawling, catching up on her expression.

“Let me go!” Maya exclaimed, trying to sound stern, but it sounded more whined than said instead. She just wanted to escape the bedroom for a little bit.

Lacrymira made it clear that she wouldn’t try to escape, much to Maya’s displeasure, her head tilting up to gaze at Maya’s heterochromatic eyes, “What if, no, dear Maya, you’re staying here.”

The 8th Seeker trailed her hand above to grab at Maya’s waist to make Maya tumble down to the floor, eliciting a small yelp from the other girl as she landed on the ground with a thump. Lacrymira took the chance to take her shoulders and press it to the ground, therefore eliminating Maya’s chances of escaping.

“Hmph, you’re so annoying,” she sulked at her wife, though making no efforts to writhe under her, as she knew it would make Insight even more... extreme. Instead, her cheeks reddened unnoticeably from the awkward position they were in. She couldn’t even bear to look up at her wife. They were basically interlocked now. More than previously.

"I might be, dearest Maya."

After all, who could blame her when she'd worked so hard to steal— read: abduct Maya to make her beloved love her? It was a dance of utter passion, obsession and... sheer craziness that drove her to do that. Not even Lephon would stop her, and it's clear that she had the upper hand.

"I thought so."

Insight was with a faux hurt expression as she said, "Now you're just breaking my heart, Maya."

"S-shut up."

Now, Maya's face was that alike of a tomato as Lacrymira continued to press her shoulder against the ground, her hand brushed slightly against the collar of the Seeker. After all, what can she do? She felt herself getting even more weaker, and her resolve crumbling second by second.

"I just want milk," was all Maya could utter.

Lacrymira's eyes held a certain... cold glimmer in it with every word that passed from Maya's mouth, almost like a cat that got the cream.

"Ah, you could've just asked me... After all, I can—"

"No-no! Not that, aah!" Maya squeaked, her eyes wide in horror as she couldn't retract her sentence, getting more flushed at the implication about what her words could mean, trying to salvage the situation.

"You don't... perhaps want it, dearest Maya?" Lacrymira intentionally added to her sentence, her lips couldn't not have the urge to form a slight smile from amusement and also from how cute Maya just sounds. It also seeped to her words, making her sound oddly like a schoolgirl in love, though that was probably just an effect from being intoxicated in what she calls, 'Mayasmell'.

"No," the girl averts her gaze, with a crimson hue painting her cheeks, almost rivalling her ruby-colored left eye's.

Lacrymira cooed at her wife's response, taking no delay in leaning in softly to bury her face on the crook of Maya's exposed neck, inhaling more of her wife's scent. Her grip on Maya's shoulder loosened slightly as she just relished in it. Her eyes shut close as she felt Maya's steady pulse on her neck, being on close proximity with it.

"You're so cute, Maya," she lets out a pleased hum, shifting her arm's position again, so that it was caressing the girl's cheek.

Said girl ran out of words to reply, only hesitantly whimpering, her hands finding their ways to rest on her wife's shoulders, a shudder running throughout her entire body from the sensation of her wife's breath against her neck. Lacrymira welcomed Maya's gesture as she nuzzled on Maya's collarbone, almost buried on it.

"Cutest ever... that's why, I love you, Maya. Ah,"

When Insight felt Maya's body eased out of tensing in her grasp, she started to give the neck a tentative lick, which made Maya instantly tense up again, though only slightly. Every curves of Maya, she had never left any untouched. The lick was slow, as she tried to enjoy Maya's taste to the fullest. Always.

Maya had to hold back a small sharp inhale, curling Lacrymira's silver locks on her fingers surprisingly gently, feeling her tongue sweeping over her larynx... before she moved to the nape of Maya's neck, leaving a single kiss there, plus a nibble there, guaranteeing to draw a little noise from her dearest.

"And... you make such cute little noises too. So... very cute," she adds with another kiss on her neck, coaxing another small smile from herself as she pulled back, her eyes fixated on Maya's shy gestures. The sight of Maya pressed onto the cold surface of the bedroom's floor was only adding to her cuteness, and Lacrymira's heart seemed to skip a beat.

"...hnn, you're not being too fair."

Maya was sprawled on the floor with a pretty blush adorning her cheeks as the afternoon glow seemed to illuminate her figure. Etched on her face was a soft smile, likely distorted a little from delight.

Lacrymira just set her eyes on the beautiful and breathtaking sight of her wife before her, just... gazing. Without even any self restraints or any hesitations, her body didn't need to be told twice for it to close the large gap between them and their face, their lips hovering for a slight while, finally moving closer to press their lips together.

Maya tugged on Lacrymira's clothes to bring them even closer, and Lacrymira tilted Maya's head into place with a finger on her chin. Every single gestures were met with another, equally reciprocated waves of emotion, until they broke the kiss.

Maya let out a small giggle at her wife's spontaneous action, also finding it endearing, as well. They were left breathless from the moment, looking at each other with unified heartbeats and very palpable love in the air for a moment. Maya's gaze finally flickered as she remembered the abandoned topic, and she couldn't help but bring it out: "Sooo, can I get milk now?"

However, Insight's gaze was still so intense at her, a reluctant scoff escaping her. "Not yet, dear Maya. Though, if you insist—"

Maya was a little bit suspicious of Insight's pause, and before she registered Lacrymira's movement, she suddenly found herself being hoisted up in a carry. Her front was pressed against Lacrymira's, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around her neck, and her legs around her wife's waist to prevent her from falling, even though she was already being supported by Lacrymira's hold on her.

"Aaa! Let me gooo!" she protested against the hold the Seeker had, trying to return to her footing again, though it was quickly overthrown when Lacrymira held her tighter and walked them to the kitchen, still holding the grumpy Maya in her grasp.

"Shh... Nothing can save you from me right now, is there?" Lacrymira whispered, taking slow and steady steps across the hallway to head to the kitchen, with Maya still in tow. The creaking sounds from her feet pressing against the ground with each step forward continued, and Maya eventually stilled, submitting and just letting Lacrymira take her to wherever she's going.

Maya mumbled with a slight irritation and a hint of resignation coloring her tone, almost like a little kitten. 

"You know you can let me do whatever I want, right?"

She knew that her wife was too protective; even to an extreme degree. It was a trait that she got used to for years. Sometimes, she really does found that adorable. Sometimes too, she would find it annoying, but right now, all that is in her mind is the former.

Lacrymira settled Maya down on the chair of the kitchen, gently to not let Maya fall. Strangely reverent in its own way, like a worshipper and a doting wife was. Though Lacrymira's ego and god complex wouldn't allow her to admit that. Her lips brushed against Maya's forehead as a peck was placed on it.

"Stay here, Maya. I'll get you your... milk,"

There was a slight pause before she said milk, and Maya knew that she was still thinking of earlier. The short girl just stared with a demanding look, trying to ignore the slight fumble Lacrymira just did, the constant blush on Maya's face still retaining its properties. Sure enough, to save her from that embarrassment, she hovered away from Maya to retrieve the milk, returning with a glass of creamy milk in it.

Maya accepted the glass with a small but sweet 'thanks', immediately bringing the rim of it against her lips to tilt it, letting the savory taste permeate her tastebuds with an appreciative sigh. An honest upward curve of her lips tells that she's now in a better mood, her previous grumpiness vanishing after achieving what she wanted.

Maya placed the cup back on the table, "Mmh, darling, you're awfully spoiling me today. No, when are you not spoiling me, really?"

"Never, my dearest Maya,"

Insight said conceitedly, taking one of Maya's delicate hand on hers, wrapping her fingers around it and ran her fingers to stroke it gently as if it was porcelain. She gazed up to meet Maya's sweet gaze, feeling hers also contort to a lovesick gaze. Their love were still sickeningly heavy in the air; potent.

She brought Maya's hand near her lips, giving it a small peck on the back of Maya's hand. Their gazes were glued to each other, with Maya humming in contentment from the display of affection. They looked even more so beautiful to each other, a symphony of unsung love ringing in both of their head. The golden atmosphere of the afternoon light made it an even more ethereal moment. Swept in the heat of the moment-- Lacrymira gripped Maya's hand a little bit tighter.

"I love you, Maya. Maya, Maya..." Lacrymira breathlessly uttered, her actions speaking more of her passion and devotion, as she leaned in again and left individual kisses to each fingers, and all around her hands now.

"...I love you too, dear," Maya replied softly as she didn't know how to even... respond to it, opting for a giggle to escape through her being. She could only watch Lacrymira in bated breaths, naturally charged with anticipation, almost shy in its nature. Yes, it was unspoken— but they knew. They always, like they were two pieces of souls that were meant to be—

No. That was inaccurate. They were more like two piece of one soul that came to be, even to an unspeakable degree. 

"Maya," Lacrymira said with a completely serious tone when she broke the silence, though they still held... that hidden infatuated quality in it. One would consider it too overwhelming, almost like an obsessive one, if that was even plausible.

"Mmh?" Maya let an acknowledging hum fall off from her lips. She thought that it just felt natural to do so.

Lacrymira let go of Maya's hand, which prompted a small whimper to come out of Maya in disappointment, but was quickly replaced with another one as she extended her hand to the other girl in invitation.

"Take my hand."

Lacrymira's gaze was hazy and distracted by how her beloved just looked right now, her deep blue eyes drinking in the sight of Maya's delicate figure. How... sweet. She waited for Maya's hand on hers, and every second felt like an eternity. They knew very well what would come after this, they've known; foretelled their every moves in their minds.

Within a moment they interlaced hands, their foot brought them to a spacious area automatically, and within every second, their heart beat got louder, until all they could hear are their synchronized rhythm flowing together. And within a minute, they had started their waltz. How they moved were nothing less than graceful, nimble, and fluid.

What was a step turned into the pitter patter of their foot as their tempo gradually cranked a bit higher, keeping up with each other. The bright glow from outside of the room had made this even more special— or at least that was what they thought.

With a final toss, Maya's body was arched with her hands outstretched, intertwined with Lacrymira's, as she supported her with an arm behind the girl's back. The leading woman bowed forward, bringing her face to close the gap between them in a final kiss as they stayed still, tangled with each other. They took time to savor the kiss passionately, before ending it with a smile on their faces.

What a love.