tampered | Log: Ongoing/open

Current Location: Hot springs

Log: Ongoing/open

When; Jan 22, Midnightish
Rating;~~PG at least for mentioning of the urge to get drunk and the fact she's willing to bathe with men~~ ~~Edit: PG-13 now because Zah's got ahold of something strong~~ ~~Scratch that... full fledged R for rampage virgin Lesbian acts.~~ Edit 3: NC-17 cause we're all perverts in here and we're corrupting poor Mokoto. -_-;

Characters; Zaheela [

zaheela]; but open to Anyone and everyone.
Summary; Zaheela needs a place to destress, so she finds the largest source of hot water available.
Log;

She had been right to assume that she was over stressing herself and so she had ventured to find this Hot Spring she had heard about while she was out. It took her a while to figure out where exactly it lay but she found the result to be very pleasing. In fact, it was perfect.

Not one to be self conscious about her gender when it came to bathing, she simply stripped off her clothes and walked towards any empty pool. It wasn't like she had a body to ogle over anyways. Just the fact she sported a long, slender tail and feline ears. She was too short, being only 5'5”, petite unlike the other voluminous females of her kind, and her hair was white... WHITE. If that wasn't a common color, she didn't know what else what.

To be honest, Zaheela had no real idea why she had chosen to find the hot springs or why she had let Eisen run free actually. Under normal circumstances, she would of never let him run without a friend, but the only person she could really count as a friend wasn't quite trustworthy. True, she had brief acquaintances, but only one friend. Somewhat lonely.

Grabbing a spare bucket and entering what she assumed to be the co-gender area of the springs, she expertly tied her hair up into a sloppy bun. Back in San d'Oria, she had done this many times before. Come home from a particularly bad mission of following the Moronic, "he-who-possessed-less-common-sense-then-a-newborn-mandragora" Crown Prince making sure he didn't get his head ripped off. Head off into the mountains with a jug of Mhauran elderberry wine, and join the other weary warriors in their soak. Oh, and get Rip-roaring DRUNK. She may have been able to cure hangovers, but even she wanted to get drunk once in a while. She hadn't been able to get drunk while in the club, too conscious of her outfit at the time to drink anything but water, but she supposed now was a good time to.

Even though she lacked the wine, Zaheela figured it was alright to soak. Hot water was dumped over her head and she almost stomped into the empty pool and found a comfortable spot. Leaning back to the utter sin that was hot water, she found herself staring at the stars, wondering what in all of Vana'diel was she supposed to do?

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Motoko had been in her fair share of awkward situations before, including having another person on top of her. But never before had they touched her like that. And never before had it been...another woman. Her body responding to the touch, she closed her eyes and arched her back, rubbing against the other girl, her hands lightly squeezing the soft flesh she held.

Opening an eye, she faintly whispered, "what...?"

Zaheela's mouth curved into delightful grin as the girl reacted, her tail deciding to curl around the girl's knee as she purred once more before nuzzling under the girl's chin, her nose taking a delicate sniff. It seemed that she had denied her natural instinct to flirt with anything with two legs for too long (try her whole life), and it rampaging through her reputation like a Dragon through a cow convention.

Once she allowed her senses to take their fill of the girl's delightful scent, she trailed her tongue up the side of her face and then diving in for the... er... Kill. Lips clashed and she attempted to slip her tongue into the poor girl's mouth.

A quiet whimper was silenced by the clashing lips. There was no resistance as Motoko felt the rough tongue penetrating her lips. Unconsciously one of her hands gently stroked the Mithra's face, as her other wrapped around her back and pulled them snugly together. All thoughts of her problems now in the back of her mind, her attention was turned do the unusual feeling now flowing through her body.

It was the whimper that snapped Zaheela out of her "Lesbian Mithra"ness. She reluctantly, and very slowly, slipped her own tongue back into her mouth, but not before laying another, sweeter kiss and an affectionate squeeze and flick of the tail.
"Now now, we jussst met... But.... Purrrhaps a reminderrr?" Her eyes were dark, her instincts, coupled with the devil's brew in her veins, were declaring their disappointment, but she wasn't the type to press. Drunk or not, it was obvious that this girl had no idea what was going on. Not that she knew herself, Being virgin and all, but she had the excuse of being considered part animal. She Leaned down to sink her sharp teeth into the side of the girl's neck, not enough to draw blood, and suckled a bit as her knee, in an instinctual movement pressed itself between the girl's knees.

She moaned more verbally this time, hand sliding off of the back and falling to one of the other girls, squeezing it as shit lightly bit her neck. Her back arched again, her body rubbing against the leg now placed between her legs, and the settled, the girl panting for breath. She slowly opened her eyes and looked towards Zaheela, a confused look on her blushing face.

Hair now loose from all the 'roughhousing' Zaheela chuckled as she drew back and moved away from the cutely blushing girl. Sitting down on her rear, tail arched lazily, she let a loud purr loose from her throat.

"That... My dearrrr, was quite enjoyable... Purrrhaps another time we should continue?" She licked her lips, eying the girl like she was prey. "I Wouldn't mind playing with such a... cute girl as yourrrrself..." She announced, her posture screaming of one who was very relaxed, slightly buzzed, and sexually aware. She chuckled softly as she lifted her arm to flick her hair over her shoulder, noting from the bruising around her chest that this girl had one mighty grip.

Motoko sat up as her hand reached up to touch her lips, then slid over the bite mark now on her neck. She slumped into the water around her, her eyes peering over the surface. She glanced anxiously over at the figure of the girl, still confused. It was going to take a lot more than a dip in the hot springs to help her now.

Greed slipped out from a rock behind her.

"Uh, you gonna' be okay?"

Motoko slowly stood and tried to balance. Being overwhelmed, and having sat in the springs for a little too long, she failed at the simple task, her light body falling down against him. "I don't...know..." she weakly answered.

"Yikes!"

He picked her up and ran to the main entrance, putting a fresh towel on her and fanning her face. Upon getting her inside, he laid her across a bench, supporting her head on his lap.

"You gonna' be okay chick? Need to hit your room?"

Motoko looked up at him from his lap and nodded in response. "Greed...I'm so confused." Her body still felt hot in ways she never had before, and she felt lightheaded. She reached a hand up for one of his for comfort.

He grasped her hand and gently stroked her hair in the dark locker room.

"What's wrong? Tell me about it and I'll see if I can tell you what's what."

"I feel...funny." Her other hand touched her lips again, then the bite marks on her neck, then over her breast and her heart, and finally ended over her crotch. "I've...never felt this before."

He watched her movements and words, then thought about the scene at the hot spring. Then her flush face. Then the catgirls pawing again. Then....Oh. Oh my.

"Uh, w-well..!" he stuttered, "Y-you see, she probably got you, uh, aroused. Whateve she was doin' probably got you a bit turned on. It's perfectly natural, ya' know. Your body is just reactin' because what she was doin' felt good. You're just kinda' keyed up because you didn't...uh, ya' know...finish."

Greed's words didn't make much sense to her, and her face showed it. He was right that it felt good, though why it did she couldn't place. She thought back over the entire scene, the images still vivid in her mind, but rather than helping it made the feeling stronger. "I...I don't understand."

"I could help you understand, Motoko, but...you have to trust me. I won't do anything major, and I won't take your virginity or anything like that. Okay?"

She closed her eyes and squeezed his hand, not knowing how she should answer. But something like this...Greed would probably know best. She nodded her head, knowing that he had not hurt her in the past.

With a few quick movements, he diverted access to the lockerroom, ensuring any patrons would use the other one. Upon reaching Motoko again, he gently parted her towel, allowing it to settle around her waist.

"Here we go," he said, kneeling, "Tell me if anything's wrong."

He gently parted her legs and tilter her hips up, then pressed his mouth agains t her sex. Two fingers parted her, allowing his rough tongue access to the soft folds.

It didn't take much to push her over the edge. Motoko arched her back, her hips thrusting against Greed's face, hand gripping the bench below her. A long but quiet moan escaped her lips as a burning quickly built up inside of her and was immediately released. Her body shook as she came for the first time, and after a few seconds she fell back against the bench, panting, body completely drained of all energy.

Somewhat amused at how ready she had already been, he took her to the shower and cleaned her up, then dressed her in a robe and escorted her to her room.

"Well," he said, putting her in her bed, "You've had quite a day, right? How do you feel?"

Feeling slightly rejuvenated, she turned to look him in the face. "Confused...Cobray...and Zah." Mentioning Cobray's name, she knew it was going to be something very hard for her to explain.

"...Mind tryin' that again? Didn't quite get it."

"Cobray...said he loves me. That's why I was in the hot springs. I don't know what to say to him. But...I've never felt this way before. The way she made me feel. Not just feeling...hot. It's all so confusing Greed." She reached an arm out to touch him, wanting the comfort of another so she could escape the problem she faced.

Greed felt a bit of sympathy for her. Motoko was one of the most sweet, innocent people he'd ever met. Granted, he still wanted to bang her, but he'd do it in a very sweet, innocent way. Or at least he hoped he would, one day.

"That's how the heart is, I guess. Confusin'."

He gave her a hug on her bed and kissed her forehead, then her nose.

"You gonna' be okay about everything? Did ya' want me to sleep here tonight?"

Cobray would hate it, but Motoko could see herself sleeping well alone. She nodded and managed a faint smile, rolling over to allow him space on her futon.

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