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It’s not until her clothes start to stick uncomfortably to her skin that she realises it’s become rather hot in the past hour. She sighs and sets down the quill that rests in her hand before rising from her seat and walking her way over to the window; she opens it quickly and revels in the cold air that slowly seeps its way into the rest of the room. With a sigh of relief, Yae turns on her heel and returns to her previous position, picking up the pen and dipping it in the inkpot before placing it on the paper.
She continues on for another half an hour before she realises it’s gotten hot yet again — and even worse than last time. Yae’s brow furrows and she’s left wondering as she looks up at the still open window — what was happening? She huffs as she gets up once more and is about to walk towards the door in order to open another source of fresh air but she stops in her tracks and she can almost hear the alarm bells as they set off in her mind.
She swivels back on her foot quickly and trudges her way back over to her desk, picking up the calendar that rests on its corner. Her eyes flit over each day and it’s only when they land on the highlighted streaks that she lets out a heavy sigh of realisation. She drops the calendar almost immediately and brings her hand up to her face, kneading the bridge of her nose in hopes of relieving some of the stress that’s quickly shot her through the skull.
She has so much paperwork to fill out and her heat just had to make its appearance now. She groans internally before her shoulders slump in defeat, fuck .
Her gaze searches the room for anything of use and they settle on the numerous blankets and pillows that are stacked on the futon near the window. Yae shakes her head and walks towards it, stopping just before the material of the sofa touches her knee and bends down, collecting all the fabric within her hold and turning back towards her desk. She lets it fall onto the floor before quickly reaching over to the other side of her desk and picking up her fan. She sits down on blankets, where she had previously sat, and rearranges the blankets so that she’s wrapped up in them, almost like a cocoon. She heaves a sigh of irritation, drawing one of the blankets over her head, her ears flattening against her skull in the process.
It’s annoying, so bothersome, especially at this time — and for several days as well. She groans and she realises that she definitely can not focus on her work anymore so she opens her fan and rests her chin in her hand. Back and forth, back and forth — the fan seems to be only helping her problems fractionally and so she resorts to reclining back and snuggling into her own embrace in hopes that a bit of sleep will help her cool off.
She closes her eyes and just prays, begs, that she can fall asleep and forget about it for a few hours but that does not seem to be the case as she feels her stomach stirring with a familiar feeling. Yae curses herself for the thought that slips past her mind and she rolls over, shaking the idea out of her head as she tries once more to doze off. Once again, it does not seem to work and she’s left to stare up at the ceiling, hopelessly, as she wonders whether it would be a good idea or not.
Scoffing, she sits back up again and closes her eyes in an attempt to draw any embarrassment away from her mind. She gets up with a huff, letting the blankets fall onto the floor around her as she makes her way over to the door; she opens it and her eyes dart back and forth in search of one of the shrine maidens. She spots one of them by the sacred sakura tree and- fuck , she was a priestess , she couldn’t ask her maidens of something that could lead to such lewd activities. Was this Baal’s will? It sure seems like it with the way her stomach clenches down on itself, annoyingly reminding her of her current situation; clearly, the gods were trying to tell her something. She convinces herself that the past, the present and whatever entity was to take up the place of the Electro Archon wouldn’t mind if she indulges herself — especially if Ei were to get a little piece of it as well.
Focus, Miko . God, it was all really getting to her head.
With a sigh, she waves the maiden over, watching as she walks over at a relatively fast speed and stands in front of her to bow down.
“How can I help you, Lady Yae?”
She takes a deep breath in and hopes that whatever fanning she could manage earlier had helped in making her face just that less red, “Could you arrange a letter to be sent to Tenshukaku?”
The maiden bows again, “Of course, Lady Yae.”
The priestess summons a letter from her palm, pink smoke dissipating from her hands as she hands it to the maiden, “This shall be delivered as soon as possible, understood?”
“Yes, Lady Yae, I will get on it.”
“Do you always make your poor shrine maiden run all the way to Inazuma City to deliver sentence-long letters or is today a special occasion?” Ei wonders out loud as she closes the door of Yae’s office-esque room. She was planning on a bit of friendly talk between the two — a means of catching up — but her breath is caught in her throat with the sight she’s met with.
Yae’s splayed out on her back, most of her clothes scattered across the floor and her face down to her collarbone seems to be the same colour of red as her shrine outfit. Ei can see the way her chest is heaving up and down and Yae appears to be in physical discomfort.
“ Miko ,” Ei’s convinced she’s caught Yae’s blush, “What is the meaning of this?”
Yae’s tail curls around her stomach and up to her chest so that she can hug onto it; she presses her head further back into her pillow and lets out a long whine, “You’re here,” Ei is sure she can hear a faint sob, “Finally- finally, won’t you help me?”
“ Help you ? What do you mean?” Ei knows what she means but she’s too embarrassed to acknowledge it.
“ Help me , help me, please,” Yae’s back arches and Ei’s eyes are drawn to the curve of her hips as they fall onto the soft surface of the pillow supporting them, “Heat- heat- I’m in heat.”
“Well, I can see that ,” Ei hisses and she takes a hurried step forwards, “This is sinful , Miko, we are divine creatures of eternity and we shall not partake in such activities.”
Yae seems to growl, “Cut that out - fuck, just help me Ei- like- like you used to do; before you locked yourself up.”
Ei knows the last addition was meant to rile her up but if she was being honest, she simply can not concentrate. She feels the way her stomach is bubbling up with lust and she curses herself because this is really the last thing she wanted to deal with for the next few days: a sly fox attached to her side at all times with nothing but whines and pleads spewing out from her.
Like you used to . The words roll around in her head, similarly to how Yae’s hips are rolling against the ground, and she hates that she remembers it all. Fuck, fuck Yae — quite literally — fuck the fact that she missed it all so dearly, fuck how much she was already on board with the idea when Yae had barely uttered a full sentence.
“Use that- use that thing I liked so much,” Yae pants, “You used to like it as well, didn’t you?”
Ei sucks her breath in, “I don’t feel like that anymore, I’ve given myself time to think over the past 500 years.”
“Your puppet, that man , is still wandering around out there,” Yae says, it’s clear she’s trying to compose herself, “ He’s still out there meaning he’s still part of you- come on, Ei, I know you can do it.”
“ He is not me, I am me,” Ei huffs; she’s tempted to leave, tempted to never think about the past ever again but with the way Yae’s body seems to glow in front of her, she can’t find the will to leave. “I don’t have the same questions about myself anymore.”
“But can’t you indulge in your powers this once?”
“That’s an improper use of them — I am an Archon, not a mortal with the stupidity to take advantage of such powers without a second thought.”
“But you do want to indulge in them, I know you do,” Yae sighs, “You love me, don’t you, Ei? I know you do, it’s just so obvious, Ei.” She shakes her head and whines once more when her legs twitch, “So just help me, help me , we’ll talk about whatever when we’re done but- but I’m afraid my head will not clear until my heat has subsided.”
Ei huffs, frowns as she crosses her arms across her chest, “Do not take advantage of my feelings, Miko.” She bites her lip and her brow creases in thought, “What do I get in return?”
“My body,” Yae musters up a smirk in her desperate state, “Isn’t that enough?”
“In what way?”
“In any way you want- fuck, can we stop talking and get to it already? It hurts , Ei.”
It’s only now that Ei realises what this really entails and she’s half expecting to be all embarrassed about it but with the way the bottom half of her bodysuit seems to grow tighter from simply the sight before her, she has to restrain herself. With just the mention of it, it seems, Ei had subconsciously morphed into what Yae desired — did she really know her that well?
Ei walks forward and lowers herself down to her knees, putting her hands on either side of Yae’s head as she takes a moment to simply admire her.
She’s so beautiful, Ei thinks, so pristine — not a single fleck of imperfection on that face of hers, oh, how she adores it. Her eyes flicker down to her lips and they look so soft, they look so inviting and nice and Ei finds herself leaning down.
Their lips connect and Yae feels as if she’s ascended to Celestia; they fit together so perfectly that she could forget they were two entirely different people to begin with. It’s so sweet and filled with the right amount of love yet Yae whines because that wasn’t what she was after.
She wants to be filled, filled to the brim- fuck , whatever it took for that pesky heat to be cast away. If only Ei could handle her like she did her victims, mould her into whatever shape she wanted, take her in whatever way she wants — Yae wants to cry, sob, she wants that itch inside of her scratched so badly that it makes her wail with pleasure.
In an attempt to communicate her thoughts, Yae takes Ei’s bottom lip between her teeth and bites. The Archon pulls back with a distasteful expression on her face and it’s only when she sees the way Yae’s brow is furrowed with want is when she realises what the priestess is after.
“You’re so impatient.”
“I’m going to die if you make me wait any longer, Ei,” Yae snaps back, “Get on with it already.”
And so she does: Yae’s remaining clothes are pulled from her body and she’s about to make some snarky remark about how Ei would have to pay if any of those were damaged but she’s shut up when rough hands find her chest. They’re hesitant and slow and Yae’s wants to scold her for taking her time but she lets out a sigh when Ei’s thumbs brush up against the peak of her breasts. Yae’s breath catches in her throat as Ei palms her roughly and squeezes.
“Is this good enough for you, Chief Priestess?” Ei says as she takes a nipple between her thumb and index finger and pinches.
Yae gasps and she squirms under the touch, “Oh, Ei- that hurts.”
“I don’t care.”
She looks up to meet Ei’s gaze and she can see the clear love behind the transparent layer of her eyes but Yae just finds it so hot she’s willing to put on such a show for her.
Ei does it again, with the other side this time and Yae tries to move away from it, “Lower, lower .”
Hands move down and grab at her hips to push them down into the blankets below them hard enough that Yae’s convinced she’ll have hand-shaped bruises there after. “Is this low enough for you?” Ei growls.
“No- lower, I didn’t know the Electro Archon would struggle with such a command.” Yae hopes it riles her up enough and it seems to work as Ei begins removing her bodysuit hastily. She suddenly stops and holds the scrunched up fabric in her hands just above her waist.
“Don’t be shy, dear,” Yae sighs, “It’s not like I haven’t seen it before.”
Slowly, Ei’s hands descend further and Yae nearly drools at the sight. “Stop staring,” Ei huffs.
Yae wants to lunge at her, eat her up, but she knows she won’t get what she needs if she does and so she lies still like the good little fox she is and watches as Ei shuffles forward.
“Fuck,” she hears Ei mutter and two fingers find themselves between her legs to gather up the arousal that has built up, “You’re so wet.”
Yae gasps and gives an involuntary buck of her hips, chasing whatever lingering feeling the Archon had left on her, “You tend to produce a lot when you’re in a season where your body’s only purpose is to reproduce.”
“I’ve been made aware, thank you,” Ei mutters as she shuffles closer. She hesitates for a moment, “This doesn’t feel right.”
This doesn’t feel right- my ass, Yae thinks, “What do you need now?” she whines, “Just-” She bites her lip to suppress the moan that wells up at the back of her throat as Ei presses herself between the priestess’ legs. Ei reaches down and holds the head, rubbing it up and down against Yae and she seems to find herself mesmerised by how smoothly she glides against her. It catches on Yae’s entrance and the fox bucks her hips up, taking ahold of Ei’s shoulders in an attempt to ground herself.
“ Ei,” Yae digs her nails into the skin of her arms, “Put it in already.”
Ei frowns, “Impatient,” she huffs.
In an attempt to reign some control, the priestess hooks an arm around Ei’s neck and brings her down — what she hadn’t anticipated was the way Ei pushes forth and in one slick motion, she’s hilted to the base. Yae throws her head back and her nails claw down the Archon’s back — fuck , she felt so full .
Ei seems to have a similar reaction as she drops her head and nearly collapses on top of her, breathing already grown haggard and shallow, “Fuck, Miko.”
“That’s- that’s what I’m trying to get you to do, yeah.”
Ei shakes her head, “So good ,” she loses her composure even more and is now supporting herself on her elbows; the action makes her hips shift forward and Yae gasps at the way Ei seems to go even further in.
Move, Ei, move , is what she wants to tell her but in the back of her head, she realises that maybe all she needs is a bit of encouragement.
“Come on, Ei, you’re doing so well.”
“Give- give me a minute,” Ei says in shallow breaths, fanning across the expanse of Yae’s neck, “It’s been 500 years, Miko.”
“But you’re being so good for me, so far,” Yae whispers, fingers tracing over the muscles in Ei’s back, “It feels so good when you’re so deep in me; can’t you feel it?”
Ei groans and she pushes her hips even further up, taking one of her arms and looping it around the back of Yae’s neck in an attempt to support it. Her hips move back out before slowly pushing back in; it’s agonisingly slow and Yae wishes Ei would stop acting like this was her first time — like they’re teenagers experiencing this all anew — and just fuck her already.
She’s pulling out one more time and Yae seriously considers telling her off for being so counterproductive but she lets out a yelp but Ei suddenly snaps her hips forward. She repeats the motion without a fail and Yae lets out little mewls every time Ei hilts inside her. Shit , this is what she wanted.
Ei’s free hand comes down and Yae thinks that it’s going to play with her clit but instead, she finds one of her legs being lifted up. It’s finally pressed against her chest and she gasps at the way Ei seems to be able to get so much deeper like this.
“Ei- Ei ,” Yae’s interrupted by a particularly strong thrust and she’s left to grip onto Ei like her life depended on it. Her eyes widen when she realises the coil that’s been wound up in her stomach so tightly is nearing snapping and she claws down across the bare skin of her Archon’s back, “I’m going to- I’m going to cum- Ei- keep- keep going.”
Ei doesn’t let up the pace but decides to lift her head up and lean in for a kiss. It’s hot, it’s hot, it’s hot, Yae thinks: Ei’s mouth on hers, the way her back’s slowly sliding along the floor of the shrine with every thrust that’s pushed into her and the way her leg is pressed so uncomfortably to her chest. She feels it, she feels it, “ Ei! ”
Her eyes roll back into the back of her head and she can feel the way her thighs have become a lot wetter than they were before. She lets out a staggered breath and she’s breathing so heavily she thinks she might pass out.
“Again.” Yae hears a faint whisper against her ear and it’s only a second before she feels herself being filled again.
Yae groans and her nails rake down Ei’s back as hips snap against the back of her thighs; her legs are taken by the inside of her knee and pushed towards her chest. She usually would have complained but Yae can’t think of a way to form a coherent sentence. “You- you’re-”
“I’m what , Miko?” Ei growls, “Is this not what you asked for?”
“It is- it is, Ei,” Yae throws her head back, “Please-”
“So needy,” Ei grunts, “What did you do whilst I was gone?”
“I- I took care of it myself,” Yae holds onto Ei tighter, wishing to never let her go, “Thought- thought of you.”
“You didn’t let anyone else touch you, did you?” Ei snaps her hips forward to punctuate her question and it has Yae nearly howling.
“Of course- of course, I didn’t,” Yae’s panting and heaving and she feels like she’s ascended to Celestia with the way Ei’s driving into her, “Just you- just you.”
“Damn, Jackal,” Ei groans, “You are such a bother sometimes.”
A smile curves onto Yae’s lips, “Yet you- you love me so.”
Ei breathes out deeply and stops for a moment, taking a second to rest her head against Yae’s collarbone, “I do,” she huffs, “Unfortunately.”
Yae takes advantage of the small break Ei has given her and tilts her head down to give her a kiss on the head, “I know, dear, how unfortunate for you.”
Ei looks up and Yae spots a small smile on her face; she leans up and presses their lips together. It’s slow and languid and Yae can tell that spending 500 years in isolation hasn’t done wonders for Ei’s stamina.
“Can you keep going, dear? You kind of just stopped halfway through,” Yae hums, bringing a hand down from Ei’s back to move a piece of hair out of her face, “You know one has never satisfied my heats.”
“I know,” Ei breathes out, “I know.” She shakes her head, “How many more?”
Yae suppresses the whine in her throat as she feels Ei adjust against her and she looks down at Ei fondly, “How many more can you go?”
“As many as you want, Miko,” Ei looks up at her, awaiting her orders. Yae likes to imagine that if Ei had a tail, it’d be wagging back and forth at a quicker face than she could do herself.
“You won’t get tired, will you?” Yae traces a finger along Ei’s jaw and she smiles at the way Ei seems to be leaning into her touch, “You’ll be good and do it for me, won’t you?”
Ei sucks her breath in and tilts her head so she can give Yae a kiss on her hand, “Of course.”
Yae leans up into Ei’s ear and whispers, “Then fuck me, Ei.”
The sentence seems to work wonders on the Archon as she groans and before Yae knows it, she’s picked up by her stomach and flipped over. She’s about to protest but her face gets pushed into the pillow and she feels the way Ei’s hooked her arm just under her stomach to lift her ass up.
Ei takes the tip of her cock and presses it against Yae’s clit, rubbing it up and down just enough for it to catch on her entrance; it has the fox releasing a low moan and her hips backing up to try and get that bit more friction.
To her surprise, a hand comes down on her ass and Yae lets out a yelp, “I told you to be patient, jackal.”
“Don’t call me that-!” she’s shut up once Ei pushes forth and she’s fully inside once more. Instead of any hesitation, her hips pull back steadily before snapping back in place and the force of it pushed Yae’s face into the pillows before her. Ei seems to adopt a rough pace, not much consideration for Yae’s pleasure but ironically, that seemed to do it for the fox. She can hear the way Ei’s grunting and huffing behind her from the effort and she’s about to make a remark but it’s almost as if Ei can sense it; she buries fingers into the pink hair in front of her and lifts Yae’s head up, eliciting a sharp gasp from the latter.
“Not a word, Miko,” Ei snaps her hips forward, “I’ve had enough of you talking.”
Yae whines, hands taking purchase of anything in front of her as she feels a familiar knot build up in her stomach.
“Fuck, Ei, I’m going to- I’m going to-” She doesn’t finish her sentence as she comes with a drawn-out moan; she’s convinced she would have collapsed if it wasn’t for the way Ei was holding her up by her hair. Unfortunately — fortunately — for her, Ei doesn’t seem to let up the pace and so she continues thrusting into her. Yae’s whines get caught in her throat as she screws her eyes shut and her knuckles turn white with the force she’s gripping onto the sheets.
“Ei- slow- slow down, fuck,” Yae can feel the tears of sensitivity brink by the corners of her eyes and she’s convinced she’ll start crying soon — especially with the way Ei’s hand comes down on her ass again and she whimpers out.
“Not a word, I said,” Ei reminds her, her hips meeting Yae’s with filthy slaps.
She’s going to murder me , Yae thinks, Yae knows ; she can feel it again, she’s so close once more and she lets out a little gasp when Ei angles her thrusts down.
“Ei-!”
“One more,” Yae hears a quiet murmur behind her, “One more.”
“I can’t-” Yae finally feels tears rush down her face, letting out a sob as Ei continues her pace, “I can’t- Ei, please, please .”
“Yes you can,” Ei growls, “You asked for it, I’m giving it to you.”
“Ei- please, Ei-” it’s the only thing her mind can muster up as her legs tremble and her stomach hurts from the sensitivity of it all. Her head stings as Ei tightens her hold on it one last time before letting it go; the hand travels down to between Yae’s legs and the fox gasps as it rolls over her clit. Not only that, Ei’s other hand leaves her hip and comes to rest on her ass, wrapping calloused fingers around the base of her tail and giving it a sharp tug.
She’s crying, sobbing even, and her face is messy from the mix of make-up and tears and her hands ache from how hard she’s holding on for dear life and Ei just does not let up.
The Archon’s hips buck out of beat and she gives off a low groan, “I’m going to come, Miko, fuck.”
Yae’s whines turn high-pitched as she lets out another sob, “Inside, please, inside,” her mouth babbles out before she can register the words but she appreciates the surprised gasp Ei gives off. “I need you to come inside, Ei, please.”
Ei listens to her for once in her goddamn life and Yae tips over with her as she feels liquid seep out and fill her. Ei peaks with a long moan and she almost collapses on top of the fox.
Yae’s mind blanks completely and the next thing she knows, she’s already rolled over onto her back; her legs are shaking uncontrollably and tears are still streaming down her face, her stomach hurts from the previous stimulation and she can’t stop the small pants and whimpers leaving her mouth as she tries to regain herself.
“Miko,” a whisper comes from above her and soon a kiss finds its way to her forehead, “Are you okay?”
A whimper, a whine, Yae nods her head meekly, arm coming up to cover her sensitive eyes from the light. She feels another kiss being pressed onto her skin and a tender hand cups her face, thumb stroking over her cheek.
“I’m sorry if that was too much,” Ei mutters, “I got carried away.”
A small chuckle leaves her usually teasing lips and she finds that she adores the way adoration drips from Ei’s words, “It’s alright, dear,” she musters up, “I liked it.”
Ei huffs quietly, “I’m glad.” There’s a moment of silence for Ei clears her throat, “I think we need to clean up.”
Yae lifts her head up just slightly and her eyes widen at her soaked the sheets below them are, a mixture of fluids and liquids dripping from the fox herself, “Oh dear,” her face grows red in embarrassment, “I think we do.”
Ei nods before giving her another kiss, “You rest, I’ll get started on it.”
“Lady Yae!” the shrine maiden gasps, “Are you alright? Dear Archons, do you need medical attention?”
Yae looks up at them with a raised eyebrow, “No? Why would I?”
“We- we saw you struggling to walk!” the other, younger, maiden explains, “It seems like you’re in pain.”
“I’m just… sore,” Yae’s brow creases, “Transformation issues, that’s all.”
The first shrine maiden nods frantically before bowing, “Of course, Lady Yae, sorry for bothering you.”
Damn you, Ei