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“So, hypnosis is also another way of training?” Miyabi asked innocently.
“T-That’s right!” Belle stammered. “I could help you be more stable when you’re using Tailless by- uh… reaching into the depths of your brain and… uh… stabilising your mindscapes?”
The unlikely pair of Proxy and Void Hunter sat in the cosy little corner of the Section 6 Office, with the quaint turquoise sofa as they rested up for the day after a particularly troublesome operation that required Belle’s assistance. Fortunately, they were up for the task and the problems within the hollow were quickly resolved. Belle and Miyabi decided to meet to rest up for the day before the Proxy proposed a peculiar idea.
“Hmm… that sounds quite fruitful. I agree to go ahead with your hypnosis.” Miyabi said plainly.
Belle’s breath hitched as the swordswoman looked her dead in the eyes as she usually did. “R-Really?”
“Yes. I cannot afford to falter due to my weapon, especially when I have so much to lose, such as the rest of my colleagues, and… you also.”
The bluer half of Phatheon couldn’t help but blush a little when hearing that, her eyes unable to meet Miyabi’s curt and sincere smile. She was glad the rest of Section 6 was away for the rest of the day, her crush on the fox theiren was blatantly obvious at the moment with someone with at least half a brain. Luckily it was a bit easier to hide every quiver and blush watching Miyabi work when acting as a cute scarf-wearing Bangboo.
“I’m glad to hear that!” Belle said, maybe a bit too quickly, her heart rate quickening. She had always had a unique fascination with hypnosis, even when she was young before the old capital fell, it’s always been something she wanted to do and experience, the fascination potentially a symptom of learning how to control Bangboo remotely, but who could say? She dabbled in self-hypnosis, where she would strap the VR systems back at Random Play to her head and loop spirals and droning sounds and all sorts of other hypnotic media when Wise was away, to varying results. Despite the debatable effectiveness, she couldn’t deny it didn’t at least make her feel something, evident by the wet spot she left on her bed and the drool she had to wipe off the sides of her mouth.
And here Miyabi was, the chief commanding officer of the famed Hollow Operations Section 6, was, with a smile on her face, bearing her mind to her, to control, to influence, to manipulate-
Of course, of course, Belle wouldn’t do anything malicious! She would stay true to her word, and try to help Miyabi to the best of her ability. And besides, if she tried anything funny, Belle probably wasn’t going to make it back to Random Play in one piece.
“Okay!” Belle burst out, clapping her hands together. “I-I brought something that I think would be useful!”
She pulled out a miniature penlight she cobbled together with old parts back at home. She also used this on herself, but instead of making her feel hot, it just made her feel rather woozy and drowsy, which enjoyed as well.
They shuffled on the sofa so that they were both snugly positioned in the corner, with Miyabi facing towards Belle, hands on her lap. Despite Belle’s lack of composure, Miyabi looked level-headed as always, continuing her reassuring smile, perhaps knowing how anxious she was. This was so stupid , she should just call it quits when she can, there’s no fucking way she could-
Miyabi quickly seized Belle’s hand and squeezed gently.
“I trust you, Proxy.”
That shut her mind up quickly.
“O-Of course, I-I-”
Ugh… she’s not usually such a stuttering, nervous wreck, but Belle supposed that was just what she dubbed the “Miyabi effect” in action. Is this what Corin felt like all the time?
“ That’s right… feel yourself slipping further, further away from reality, every pass of the light across your eyes sends you deeper and deeper down... ”
If Belle was a nervous wreck a few minutes ago, then she’s a disaster now. She was worried that the beating of her heart against her chest would distract the hypnotised fox girl in front of her from her trance, but so far it wasn’t an issue. And she dropped so fast as well. Either she was a brilliant actor, or she was completely tranced out of her mind right now. Her eyes completely empty, drool pooling out of her mouth, her body completely slumped on the sofa, droopy ears. If she could snapshot what she could see right now, she would do it in a heartbeat. The visual was too enticing, so visceral.
“Completely obedient, Mind is completely blank for me, you feel so safe and warm as you go even deeper down, feeling drowsier and cosy…” Belle whispered.
Belle choked on nothing, her throat drier than the arid deserts of the Outer Ring. She half considered grabbing some water, but she couldn’t guarantee that her resident Void Hunter would still be tranced out or not. Gauging from what she could see right now, it looked pretty likely, but she didn’t want to risk it.
As she moved the light in between her eyes, Belle’s mind was the complete antithesis of Miyabi’s.
Many thoughts, many of them indecent .
Belle’s subconscious was loud. “ Cute… she’s so cute… so cute… I just wanna… ”
She snaps out of it. She’s here to do a job. She can’t afford to linger for too long, as much as she might want to.
She gives one last glance at her subject, shaking her head mentally, taking a virtual image in her mind, before locking in and focusing on the task at hand.
“ Good girl. Now, I want you to visualise your hands over your blade, feeling the foxfire imbuing inside you… eradicate all other thoughts.”
“ Blade… ” Miyabi moaned breathlessly, face flushing in response.
Belle had to do a double take, she spoke?
“ N-Ngh… no more… thoughts…” Miyabi trailed off, the drool reaching her chin now.
“ SO CUTE SO CUTE SO-”
The proxy stashed her thoughts away once more with difficulty, who knew trancing a crazy cute fox theiren was this difficult?
“ F-feel yourself rid of the chains holding you down, letting you feel as agile and precise with your blade as humanly possible. Your mind clears in a pool of water, eliminating any corruption or evil you encounter within your mind.”
Belle was so focused on her vulpine subject, that she didn’t realise that she was just centimetres from the bridge of her nose, subconsciously moving towards Miyabi’s soft, vulnerable, adorable, dazed, empty face.
“ Clear… so… clear. ”
“That’s right! You’re such a good hypnosis subject!” Belle stammered, internally cheering at the effectiveness of her trance.
“ Proxy… makes me… feel… so… clear. ”
The hypnotist couldn’t help but feel giddy at those words, Belle had to stop herself from kicking her feet against the couch in excitement.
“ Must… obey… Belle… ”
And as Belle was taking her mind , Miyabi took her lips .
Belle really couldn’t describe how she felt.
It was… very wet, a manifestation of the drool that pooled from her mouth. And despite being tranced for a good while, Miyabi’s lips were as supple as ever. Her lips danced across the entrance of her lips, but never breaking into her mouth, being as subtle as possible. Despite this, she felt like she was short-circuiting.
“Mhmmymmbmm?!” Belle cried into the captor of her lips.
Despite all this, Miyabi looked as tranced as ever, eyes half-lidded and empty as she mewed into her partner's mouth. The sounds of lips sucking and smacking reverberating in Belle’s mind.
If Wise and the rest of Section 6 could see them now…
Eventually, they broke away, Belle leaving with a pant, Miyabi without, most likely from her excellent stamina and Belle's lack thereof, a glistening trail of saliva bridging the two women.
“M-Miyabi…”
“Pro- nggh… Belle made me feel so… good… so I must… pay back… the favour…” Miyabi murmured.
Belle didn’t even realise how much she was hyperventilating. She loved this so much. She loved this too much.
“ S-such a good subject… ” Belle sputtered breathlessly in shock. “ You made me very, very happy .”
The sides of Miyabi’s lips curled upwards faintly, almost as if she was smiling.
“ I’m glad… my mind feels safe… when given… to you… Mistress”
Her heart felt like it stopped in her chest when hearing her call her that, she didn’t even instruct her to! The proxy wanted no more than to grab Miyabi by the hips and give her the tightest hug she could physically perform. She was unbelievably adorable.
Before she could process what had just happened, a blue figure slammed through the door of the Section 6 office.
“Miyabiiii! Nagi bought a bunch of red bean buns to share!” Soukaku spoke eagerly.
“Although I may have eaten one or two from your share but you didn’t need to know that,” she interjected bashfully.
Belle broke into a cold sweat, what was she going to do now? Would she break Miyabi out of her trance, or risk trying to explain what she was doing to her chief to Soukaku?
“Proxy! I- Hmm?” hummed Soukaku after peering behind Belle. “What happened to the chief?”
“I-I… uhh… Miyabi is… umm… she is…”
Soukaku’s eyes rose up in (false?) understanding.
“Ahhh! I see!” Soukaku chimed innocently, “Is the chief feeling a bit under the weather? Let me go grab some medicine in the medicine drawer.”
Soukaku blitzed her way to the supposed drawer and began rummaging around.
“M-Miyabi?”
“ Yes… Mistress? ”
“ At the count of three you are going to be lifted of your hypnosis, and gain your senses again, you will feel content and refreshed and you will forget everything that happened during our session.”
Belle was unsure if this would even work, but she couldn’t risk Miyabi knowing what had happened, even if she was the instigator. How could Belle face her after what she had made her do?
“ Ngh… no… want… to stay… hypnotised… with you… ”
The proxy felt a pang in her heart. She was too precious for her, but there was no time!
“Sorry, Miyabi!” Belle cried as she heard Soukaku cheer after seemingly finding the medicine she was looking for.
“ Unfortunately, this will have to be the end of our session today, rising up at three… two… ”
Despite her opposition to the idea of stopping the hypnosis, Belle could see her perk up at the rising numbers, her eyes twitching and eyes gaining life, as Belle wiped the aftermath of their kiss from moments before.
“ One! ”
“Miyabi! Here’s some medicine!” Soukaku exclaimed, clutching a bottle of painkillers that seemingly belonged to Harumasa. “I hope it makes you feel better!”
“T-There’s no need,” Miyabi said in a stupor. “I’m feeling much better now.”
“Oh, that’s great! I’ll just put this back…” Soukaku said, walking back to the drawer.
Belle slumped against the sofa in relief, unable to grasp what just occurred. She was very fortunate.
“Soukaku!” said a stern voice. “I told you not to run ahead, you could hurt yourself!”
“Sooowyy… I was worried the chief was hungry, so I rushed as fast as I could!”
“You can’t fault her for that.” another voice said smugly, “She really does look out for us after all, now just hope she doesn’t try to slack as much as the chief and I when she grows older.”
The figures of Yanagi and Harumasa passed through the door, acknowledging the Proxy as they walked in.
“Proxy!” the two of them called out.
“Thank you very much for your help today Belle.” Yanagi bowed in gratitude. “We really could not have finished as fast as we did without you.”
“We even had time to grab a few snacks!” Harumasa said gladly. “If we had known you were gonna be here, we would have grabbed some for you too!”
“A-Ahh… no that’s completely fine, I don’t mind at all-”
“You can share with me, Belle,” Miyabi said behind her with a smile, sitting properly on the sofa behind Belle.
“O-Ohh… if you wouldn’t mind-”
“Of course, I don’t.” said the fox theiren with an even deeper, appreciative smile. “Come sit next to me.”
The five of them snacked on the bean buns that Yanagi bought, a surreal experience after what had just happened. Belle couldn’t help but realise that Miyabi had her gaze directly at her for the majority of their time together, and every time their eyes met, Belle couldn’t help but look away in embarrassment.
Harumasa yawned and stretched with satisfaction.
“Ahhh… I think it’s about time we clock out, don’t you agree Miss Tsukishiro?”
“Alright, alright” Yanagi sighed light-heartedly. “Good work everyone, I’ll see you three tomorrow. Goodnight everyone.”
“Are you sure you don’t want me to accompany you back to Sixth Street?”
Belle still struggled to meet the eyes of the Void Hunter as she stood next to the Random Play business car that was her ride home.
“T-that’s fine! I wouldn’t want to bother you, and how would you get back home in time?”
“I would take the metro,” Miyabi said matter of factly.
“But that would take way too long, wouldn’t it? It’s fine, really.” Belle assured.
Belle was too distracted to realise that Miyabi’s hands were creeping towards hers, as they grabbed them with a passionate grip.
“ But we have unfinished business, don’t we, Mistress? ”
Belle stood speechless.
“Of course, if it’s really fine, then I’ll leave you to it.” Miyabi cordially, breaking her hands away from Belle’s.
“ Don’t leave me hanging~ ”