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Day 1: Mirrors
“Wait right there,” the text message said. Happily. Juri would wait forever if need be. Chun Li was her drug. That was the only plausible reason as to why she'd be standing around in a hotel stairway waiting to be snuck into her room like a schoolgirl. She turned her burner phone off and idly read the fire escape route map posted up on the exit door of the stairway.
Another moment or two, and her curiosity got the best of her. She cracked the door open an inch and peered down the carpeted corridor, looking for her favorite officer. A risky move considering the floor was almost entirely occupied by Interpol agents.
The hallway was eerily quiet at this time of night. Enough so that she could hear her own breathing. Juri bounced on the balls of her feet, the anticipation gnawing at her. Something had to have been wrong. She glanced down and patted her pocket, searching for the old flip phone before bright light flooded her peripheral vision. The door flew open with a croak and Juri felt her heart leap to her throat. It took her a split second before she noticed Chun Li. She motioned for Juri to follow her. As always, Juri did so without hesitation.
She huffed a breath of relief. “You sure you found all the cameras?”
Chun Li shot a severe look over her shoulder at Juri. Of course she had.
“Did anyone see you come up?”
“Of course not. But security is tight.” Juri followed directly behind Chun Li’s footsteps, slinking along the leftmost side of the hallway and out of range of the camera.
“Y’know, you’re getting pretty good at this. Look at you— sneaking a wanted criminal into your bedroom by night and testifying in a Shadaloo trial the very next morning.”
“Can you keep it down?” Chun Li bristled, “Cammy’s room is a few doors down, we’ll have to be quiet.”
Juri’s mouth fell open. Now, this was delicious. This was a dream. The added danger of knowing the Delta Red agent was close-by sent a shiver down her spine and she bit down on the second knuckle of her index finger to stifle down the giggle bouncing on the tip of her tongue.
Pushing aside any thought of what might happen if Cammy caught them, she obliged and lowered her voice, “Now you and I both know keeping quiet tonight will be easier said than done.”
Her comment earned no response, much to her disappointment. Chun Li worked quickly, sliding the key card into the reader and tugging Juri into the room by her elbow. She worked even faster once the door clicked closed, not giving Juri’s eyes a moment to adjust to the dimmer light before she pushed her up against the wall of the room.
On another day, Juri would’ve been happy to let her work her frustrations out on her as quick and as rough as she wanted. But this was just too good. A night like tonight was meant to be savored, and if she had to slow Chun Li down she would. Juri’s shoulders twisted and she wriggled free, ducking under the kung-fu master’s grasp.
The room was massive. Juri had recognized the hotel name when it’d been texted to her. She’d passed it by a hundred times, but never set foot inside. Chun Li was set up here. Floor to ceiling windows, a breathtaking cityscape view, a king sized bed, and modern furniture.
She let out a low whistle. “This place is swanky. Taxpayers had to pay for this? What a ripoff.”
“Juri… You’ve never paid taxes.”
“Got me there,” Juri shrugged. She ran her fingertip along the sleek dresser and trailed up the oversized mirror sitting on top of it. There was a good chance her stalling was putting her on Chun Li’s bad side— she could practically feel the impatient energy radiating off of her tonight.
She looked back over to the bed and tilted her head to the side, realization clicking into place in her wicked mind. “Waaait just a second.” Juri grinned and nodded her head towards the mirror, “You know why they put these big mirrors across from the bed in places like this right?”
When she turned back to Chun Li, she noted her posture was about what Juri expected. Arms crossed over her chest and her brow adorably furrowed. It took her a moment and her shift in expression let Juri know the exact second she put two and two together.
“What? To watch yourself? That’s so vain.”
“I think it’s hot.”
Juri stalked around to the side of the bed and pulled the blinds to the adjacent window shut. Positioning is everything.
“And I’d consider you immensely vain so that checks out,” Chun Li scoffed.
Juri let out a laugh and crawled onto the bed. She couldn’t deny that claim, she was a bit vain and was happy to use her sexuality and appearance to her advantage just about any time she could.
Sitting comfortably on the expensive mattress, she curled a finger at Chun Li. She didn’t hesitate. She pressed a knee into the mattress and leaned over to finally get her hands on Juri. Her lips were on Juri’s in a flash. She kissed her deeply, actively pushing Juri down onto the bed and taking control of the situation.
The kiss was scorching and hungry. Juri allowed Chun Li to pin her without much resistance, quite enjoying the feeling of her fingernails digging harshly into her shoulders.
“You’re tense tonight,” Juri observed, finally managing to pull away from Chun Li’s onslaught of kisses and get in a breath. Undeterred, Chun Li simply nodded against her neck. “Is it the trial?” she probed further. Her answer came in the form of a particularly hard bite at shoulder.
Juri noticed her breath quickening and glanced down, doing her best to keep her cool while watching eager hands grabbing at her clothes. She pressed a hand to the center of Chun Li’s chest, gently pushing her back.
Honey brown eyes seemed to flare in defiance. Whatever had gotten into her tonight, Juri was sure she’d enjoy it. But she needed to reel this in a bit.
Slowly enough to elicit a growl from Chun Li, Juri pulled her shirt over her head. Once the fabric was tossed aside, she saw that Chun Li’s gaze was just as fiery but that defiant glint had changed to a hungry one. When Chun Li rushed forward to push Juri back down again, she was halted by a single raised index finger. “Ah, ah,” Juri chided, her voice sounding a bit hoarse in her own ears. She then pointed to the robe and nightgown draped over Chun Li. “Off.”
Juri licked her lips as she watched Chun Li sit back on her heels and pull the garment off of her body. It seemed Chun Li wasn’t in the mood for any banter tonight, her energy was dripping with a sort of desperate frustration. By this point in their relationship, Juri knew this was about more than just her.
When Chun Li approached her again, Juri tensed her upper body, not quite letting her push her back down against the mattress. Chun Li was stronger when the two were as close as this and she had quickly learned that trying to grapple her way out from underneath a determined Chun Li was an uphill battle.
But thankfully, tonight she acquiesced and knelt as well, her hands quickly finding Juri’s waist. Chun Li returned to her lips, maybe even more eager than before. Devouring all of the affection like it was the only thing keeping her alive, she placed one hand against Chun Li’s cheek while the other tangled up in her long hair.
Juri pulled her bottom lip between her teeth before breathing into her partner’s ear. “Turn around.”
That had caught Chun Li off guard, it seemed. Her eyes searched Juri’s. The two had been building up trust throughout their encounters. At first, Chun Li refused to let Juri have any control physically. But now, after their brief wordless exchange, Chun Li humored her and turned her back to Juri.
Juri snaked her body around Chun Li’s. Pressing her chest against her strong back. Juri sucked in a sharp breath at the warmth of her. Her hands flattened out against her stomach and worked their way up, feeling her way along hard muscle and soft breasts.
Slender fingers gripped Chun Li’s chin and tilted her head upwards. Brown met violet in the mirror’s reflection and despite the dark, Juri’s keen sight in her Feng Shui engine caught Chun Li’s pupils dilating.
A grin creeped its way onto Juri’s lips. She pressed a kiss into the crook of Chun Li’s neck. “Look at how gorgeous you are,” she purred. Her hands slid down to smooth over defined abs. “The strongest woman in the world.” Juri knew by now that Chun Li wasn’t above flattery. She could practically see the pride swelling in her chest as Juri dug her fingertips into powerful thighs. “I think you have every right to be a little vain yourself.”
Chun Li’s eyes weren’t on hers any longer. Her honey brown gaze swept over their bodies instead, watching Juri’s hands as they lavished her hips, breasts, collarbone with attention. Juri let out a shaky breath against Chun Li’s ear and pulled her in close, grinding her hips against her rear. Chun Li’s eyes fluttered closed at the contact.
“No. Keep watching.” Juri’s voice sounded gentler than she’d originally intended. Chun Li’s heavy lidded gaze returned to the mirror, her breath hitching as she watched Juri’s hand slide over her hip at an angle, before reaching between her thighs.
Anticipation was thick in the air of the room, and Juri inhaled deeply, recognizing the scent of her partner’s arousal. She nudged Chun Li’s legs farther apart and a moment later, both women sighed as Juri’s fingers slid along dripping wetness.
Chun Li’s arm shot up and her hand wrapped around the back of Juri’s neck for support as she worked her fingers into her. She ground herself down against Juri’s palm and both women admired the way her hips flexed as she did so. Chun Li clenched her teeth and tried to stifle the cry in her throat. It was mildly successful. The sound that left her throat was a muffled whimper.
A throaty chuckle slipped from Juri’s lips. Her searing, violet smolder was fixed onto the two of them. In the dimmed light of the room, it almost seemed to glow. She appraised herself in the mirror, seeing it reflect back both danger and allure. Chun Li was watching her as well, which only fed Juri’s own ego all the more.
“I think we look fucking incredible together. Don’t you agree?” The question was punctuated by Juri’s fingers finding and pressing against her clit. Chun Li gasped and her hips bucked at the pressure, causing Juri to tighten her hold on her
“It’s wrong,” Chun Li finally answered. Her voice was absolutely breathless.
“Is it?” Juri’s answer was immediate, confident. Her tongue traced the outer edge of Chun Li’s ear. “Why? Because of your career, hm?” she prompted, knowing full well Chun Li wouldn’t be able to answer.
Juri admired her partner’s reflection, unphased, as she continued to rub tight circles with just the pressure and speed she knew would send her barreling towards the edge. She didn’t have the heart to draw it out tonight. Not with Chun Li as conflicted as she was.
Chun Li was panting and rutting against Juri’s hand as she continued. “Just because you’re misbehaving right now? Please. Sure, you’re fucking me tonight. But tomorrow you’ll be taking down an important lieutenant in Shadaloo. You’re netting positive here, babe.”
Grasping fingers curled into a fist in Juri’s hair, gripping it tight. She gasped. The pain at her scalp reverberated throughout her body before shooting a strike of pleasure between her legs.
When Juri glanced back to their reflection, she purred at the image of Chun Li’s flushed face and the sheen of sweat on her forehead. Her brown eyes were glazed over but locked onto the two of them. “Does this feel wrong, Chun Li? Because I don’t think anything’s felt this right before.”
“It- It feels right with you. Feels good.”
Juri absolutely hated how euphoric that answer made her feel. She pressed her lips against Chun Li’s racing pulse to hide her wide smile
“I know, baby,” she breathed, unable to keep the delighted lilt out of her voice, “It feels so good, doesn’t it?”
Juri was unsure if it was what she’d said, the consistent pressure, or both that did it but as soon as the words left her lips, Chun Li’s shoulders quaked and she groaned her release. Dipping her fingers lower, Juri sighed at the feel of Chun Li tightening and twitching under her fingertips in climax.
Chun Li let her head fall back against Juri’s shoulder. That gave Juri the perfect opportunity to gently wrap her fingers around her neck and press an adoring kiss against her temple.
As she recovered, Juri grabbed a handful of Chun Li’s hair and forced her to face their reflection once more.
“You’re more than us, Chun Li. Interpol, Delta Red, the fucking Peace Corps— You’re the best of them.”
Juri pulled back and smoothed out Chun Li’s long locks, fixing it for the snapshot of this moment she’d be filing away in her memory. The gentle fingers carding through her hair a far cry from the aggressive tug just a moment prior.
Chun Li’s eyes found hers in their reflection and Juri noticed just how soft her own gaze appeared. It was fine. She wanted Chun Li to realize her sincerity here.
“They don’t deserve you, baby. And you? You deserve everything. Tomorrow you’ll walk into the courtroom and demand the respect you’re owed. But tonight? You’re all mine.”