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Phantasy of the Heart	By : Yumberduddle Category: +M through R > Phantasy Star Views: 2333 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It had been an exhausting day, both physically and mentally, and Alys didn't know how to feel. So much had happened, so many events that played heavily on her emotions...
The party had launched a second assault on Zio and his fortress, now better prepared for the dangerous opponent, and with the addition of the considerable weaponry that Demi could bring to bear and the massive destructive power of Rune's magic, and this time...this time they were victorious. It was a great comfort, a relief, to know that Chaz's killer had been brought to justice...but that relief warred with the fresh pain of Chaz's loss, brought forth by the sight of his killer, even as Zio was struck down. It was cold comfort that Zio had paid for taking Chaz's life...but it was still comfort.
Before Alys could sort these conflicting emotions out, Demi had determined that the only way to stop Nurvus would be to connect with it herself...and that this meant that she must leave her new friends, for good. Alys had grown very fond of the cheerful android, and it was a sudden, unexpected pain to have to say goodbye...but even as he heart sank, Alys had also felt the satisfaction that they had accomplished their mission...the most dangerous mission of her career, at that. And even then, there had been more on top of that: though the group had accomplished much in ceasing the disasters plaguing their planet, in order to maintain a livable environment, they would have to travel to Zelan...in outer space. The thrill of leaving the confines of her planet mingled in Alys's mind with the exhaustion at knowing that their work was still unfinished.
On top of it all, Alys felt disappointment with herself. Her group had overcome Zio, yes, but she knew that she had not contributed to that victory as much as she should have. She had tried to focus, tried to get into the rhythm and heat of battle the same way she always had, but...no matter how she tried to focus, no matter how much she reminded herself that her team was counting on her and that Zio was too dangerous an opponent to take chances with, the premier Hunter just had not been able to fight at her best. Since meeting Rika, Alys had been at her absolute peak as a combatant, connecting and partnering with her then-lover as half of a greater fighting whole, and going back to just fighting as herself, with Rika backing her up only as much as the girl backed any of their allies...Alys had lost something, and that loss slowed her and distracted her. She had been lucky against Zio that Rika and Gryz had been on point, and that Demi and Rune could bring enough firepower to defeat Zio without Alys being at her best.
But luck didn't always last. Alys's team had been good enough to pick up her slack against Zio, but would they be able to do so every time? Just because Zio was the most dangerous opponent that most of them, Alys included, had ever encountered, that didn't mean he would be the most dangerous that they ever would encounter. They were planning to leave Motavia; who knew what dangers awaited them off-planet? For all Alys knew, the next danger could dwarf even Zio's menace. She had to get her act together and lead her team, to reclaim her edge...and she had to do it now.
With that in mind, as the group had begun preparations to board the Nurvus shuttle and travel to Zelan, Alys had suggested that the group visit Hahn before they left, and take an evening off to rest. Rune had immediately agreed with Alys's idea, saying that it had been a day of nonstop tension and that it would be good for everyone to wind down and allow themselves to come to grips with everything that had occurred. Rika had murmured a shy agreement, still hesitant to say anything to Alys after the woman had made it so clear recently that she wanted nothing to do with her. And when Gryz had revealed that he would not be accompanying them to Zelan, but rather returning to his sister, Rune had decided a rest was more important than ever, since now it was down to only he, Alys, and Rika, and they would need to be at their best without the steady support of Gryz's axe.
At Alys's request, Rune had teleported them to Hahn and Saya's home. The pretext of this request was that Alys wanted to get Hahn up to speed on what had happened with Zio's defeat and Nurvus, and tell him where she, Rune, and Rika would be headed. The reality, though...
Alys sat on the inn mattress, nervously waiting in the darkness. She wasn't used to feeling so anxious, at least not in such a vulnerable way, but suddenly it seemed like she was the same young, headstrong, but very emotionally delicate woman she had been as a teenager...when she had been in love with Saya. It made sense, she guessed, since it was Saya she was waiting for now. The reality was, Alys had asked Rune to warp them to Hahn's home city because Alys needed to talk to Saya. She knew it was the only way to recover that edge she had lost since Chaz's death, since she had pushed Rika away. She didn't know how she knew, but she did. Alys needed to talk to Saya...honestly talk, not just politely converse in front of the party, but rather privately speak to the woman she had loved and who had hurt her, and get the closure that she had never had to that chapter of her life. Alys wanted to return to Rika, to be with her and love her again, but she couldn't do it right now, not the way she was, not the way she had been ever since Saya had left her. Something was hurt in Alys, some fundamental part of what it took to connect with someone and to trust them, and it had been hurt by Saya. Alys didn't want to go back to Rika and just fall apart again at the next tragedy that might hit them...she wanted her love for Rika to be reliable. And to fix this part of herself, she needed to understand why Saya had broken it.
There was a light tap at the door, and Alys's breath caught. After she had gotten Hahn up to speed, she, Rika, and Rune had gone to the inn, and Alys had splurged a little to give each of them a separate room. But before leaving, she had secretly pressed a note into Saya's hand, begging the blue-haired woman to meet her later that night in her room at the inn. Now Saya was here, and Alys found herself hurrying, almost running, to the door to let her in. Her hand trembled as it embraced the doorknob...on the other side of this door was the woman Alys had loved first, the one who had broken her heart...Alys had spent so long running from that pain. Could she really do this now?
She had to.
The door was opened, and Alys invited Saya in, uncertain but without hesitation.
"Hello, Alys," Saya told her softly as she stepped into the darkened room, her form lit only by starlight. "Your note...said you need to speak to me." It was a statement and a question at the same time.
Alys closed the door quietly, but did not turn to face her guest for a moment. She took a deep breath to steady herself. It was already so strange, to hear Saya speak to her...Saya's tone wasn't the polite, distant cheerful one she had been using with Alys in front of the others. It was now personal, and it was...just like it had been. Warm, pleasant, soothing...
Alys steeled herself, and turned around. She stared through the gloom into Saya's eyes, and she told her, "I want to know why you stopped loving me. What I did to make that happen."
Saya let out a deep breath, and slowly nodded. "I thought you might want to talk about...that," she said, and lowered herself to sit on the edge of the bed. She drew her arms to herself, and looked down at the floorboards, the misery on her face so strong that it was obvious even across the room in the darkness. "Did it...how much did it hurt you? I have to know."
Alys stared at her in disbelief. How could she even ask that? "What...how much do you THINK it hurt?" she answered, her voice unsteady. "I...you broke my heart! I felt like my world had ended. Like everything I wanted to build my life around was suddenly ripped away from me. I spent years trying to convince myself I was over you, but all I ever did was just try to forget about it. That pain is still with me; if it weren't, we wouldn't be here like this!"
Saya slowly nodded again, looking even more miserable than before, and she whispered, "I'm sorry, Alys. I'm sorry I hurt you like that. If it...if it helps, I...I know it wasn't anywhere near the same, but it hurt me to do that to you. I've felt guilty for how I ended things between us since the moment I walked away from you."
Alys shook her head and folded her arms tightly against her abdomen. "No," she answered, fighting back tears now. "No, it doesn't help. Why would you hurting make it any better? That just makes it worse. Please, just tell me what I did to make you stop loving me, to make you just walk away and never--"
"I didn't stop loving you!" Saya said sharply, cutting Alys off. There was silence for a moment, and then she spoke again, only a little more composed than Alys. "You didn't do anything to make me stop loving you. I lied back then...I was still in love with you as much as ever."
"Th...Then why..."
"I was afraid," Saya stated simply. "You were already rising up the Hunter ranks so quickly, and you loved the work. I was terrified every day that the next job you took would be your last...the Hunter lifestyle is dangerous, and I made myself sick with fear that it would take you from me. And there you were, loving it, and loving me. You would talk about plans for a future for us, where we should live, what it would be like, and that was wonderful, but then the next thing out of your mouth would be the story of the latest mark you had to chase down and how narrowly you avoided disaster." She looked up at Alys, regretful tears streaking her cheeks, her voice filled with the same conflict she must have felt back then. "I'm sorry and I know that I don't know the pain I caused you, but you also don't know what it's like to have the woman you love talk about your wonderful future together and gush about how much she enjoys the thing you know, just KNOW, is going to destroy that future, all in the same breath!"
"You...you were wrong," Alys whispered, somehow feeling like it was something very important to say. "I'm still alive. We could have..."
Saya looked Alys in the eye, and shook her head with conviction. "No, I wasn't. Not about that, at least. Alys, I was there when your friend Chaz died. I saw the last breath he ever took. That could have easily been you dying in that bed instead of Chaz. It was hard for me to witness even that, and I barely knew him. If nothing else, I know I was right that I couldn't live with the constant fear that that could happen to the person I love. The thought of losing you that way became more than I could take...I had to get away."
"You could have told me how you felt," Alys said, coming to sit on the bed next to Saya. "I...I would have given up Hunting for you." But in her heart, Alys knew this wasn't right. Being a Hunter was her life, and she loved it. It gave her purpose. If Saya had been able to convince her to give it up, and Alys wasn't sure she could have, Alys would still have resented her for it for the rest of her life. That was no way to love.
Saya nodded, taking Alys's words at face value. "I could have. I should have. I did everything wrong with how I left you, I know. That's what has given me so much guilt over the years. I should have talked to you about my fears when I had a chance. I shouldn't have lied and told you I was leaving because I didn't love you...I thought it would make it easier, but obviously it didn't, and ending things on such a horrible lie haunted me. I shouldn't have left so completely and abruptly...I should have tried to at least stay in your life somehow, maybe I could have helped you move on, and you could have made my moving on easier. And I shouldn't have acted like I didn't know you, like we were never important to each other, when you came here with Hahn when you both first got mixed up in this business with Zio. I know I was right to end things between us, but everything I've done on that point has been wrong." She let out a sigh of self-reproach. "Even this conversation we're having now, which we should have had so long ago...I should have been the one to start it. Instead, I did nothing, and forced you to have to ask me."
Alys put an arm around Saya. The blue-haired woman looked at her with disbelief at this gesture of comfort coming from someone she had so deeply wronged. Alys just smiled, shedding a couple tears. Maybe she should be as upset and angry as Saya clearly thought she should be...but somehow, Alys just felt relieved, and light, and like something terrible that she had been dragging along behind her was suddenly gone. Saya had not stopped loving her, at least, not back then, not from something Alys had done. That was...wonderful to know. "You're still here. You're telling me now. You didn't run away this time...maybe you did the wrong thing all up until now, but in the end, you've done what's right, and told me. Thank you...thank you so much."
She drew Saya in for a hug then, a deep embrace that lasted and felt like it was warming each woman's soul with its affection. They didn't love each other any more, not the way they had, but they remembered that love, and this embrace was filled with the warmth of that memory. Finally, after so long, it didn't hurt to remember the love they had shared...it felt good.
"Thank you," Alys whispered again into Saya's ear, turning and kissing the woman behind that ear. This time, she was thanking Saya because she had made Alys realize something. Saya had done what she'd had to do in leaving Alys, even if she had done it the wrong way. But Rika was different. Alys had pushed Rika away because the loss of Chaz had renewed her fear of loss, the fear that Saya had instilled in her, the same fear of loss that had caused Saya to leave Alys. But Rika was not Alys, and Alys was not Saya. Saya could not have lived as Alys's girlfriend or wife, sitting at home in fear every day that the woman she loved would not return to her.
But Saya was not a warrior. Alys was. She was the *best* warrior. Alys could love Rika even though Rika was facing danger every day, danger that could kill her. Because Alys would not be at home, unable to do anything but wait. Alys would be there with Rika for every moment of every danger, guaranteeing the safety of the woman she loved with the skills and experience of the best damn Hunter that Motavia had ever seen. Alys had failed to save Chaz, but she would always be there to save Rika. She had failed Chaz because her love for Rika had been too great, had overridden her protective instincts for that important split second. She would never have such a conflict protecting Rika. She would always be there at her side to keep her safe. If Rika would take her back...Alys would never leave her again.
"Alys?" Saya whispered.
"Yes, Saya?"
Saya drew away, and looked at the Hunter, trying not to sound or look like she was pleading, even though she was. "Do you...can you forgive me, then?"
Alys leaned forward, and kissed Saya gently on the forehead. "Yes. I forgive you, Saya. And I'm even sorry I didn't realize I caused you such conflict."
"Thank you. Then...can you do me a favor? It's...very important to me." Alys nodded, and Saya took a deep breath. "Can you help me forgive myself, too?"
"Of course," Alys told her gently. She wanted Saya to leave tonight feeling as relieved and healed as she herself felt right now. She couldn't bear it if Saya continued to torment herself.
"Then...can I say goodbye to you? Like I should have? Even if it's too late to prevent the damage that was done, I want...I want to know in my heart, from now on, that we ended things the way we should have."
Alys closed her eyes fora moment in happiness. "I'd really like that, Saya. Please do."
Saya took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, Alys's breath caught for a second. Something in her eyes, in her expression looked just like Saya had, years ago, on that day. Alys actually had to force herself to be calm as a small spike of fear pierced her heart, an unconscious reaction to witnessing the look that came at that moment, the worst in her life before Chaz's death.
"Alys," she said, her voice thick with emotion, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, but I can't be with you any more. You're a Hunter, and anyone can tell you've got a great future with the Guild. There's so much good that you'll do for the world as a Hunter...and I would never want to take that away from you. But every time you take on a job, every time you go out to slay a monster or hunt down a criminal, my heart stops and I'm terrified every moment until you return. The woman I love could die at any of those moments, and I won't even know until too late. I can't live like that, Alys. That's why...I have to end this."
"I'm sorry," Alys told her, feeling for all the world like she really was years younger, like this really was that day, that they really were still in love. "I wish I had known."
"And I wish I had told you," Saya responded.
"Do you still love me?" Alys asked. She knew the answer, Saya had only told her minutes before that she had still loved Alys at this moment, but somehow, it was important to hear it now, in this moment relived, so important that Alys didn't even remember that she knew the answer.
Saya threw her arms around Alys and kissed her, shedding tears once more. "So, so much!" she told Alys, and Alys could hear the genuine, wrenching love in her voice. "That's why this has to be. If I didn't love you with all my heart, maybe I could live with this uncertainty every day...but I do, so I can't. I'm so sorry!"
"I understand," Alys told her, cradling the other woman in her arms. "I love you, too. I'm sorry it has to end...but I'm glad that we're parting ways honestly."
Saya nodded, and kissed Alys again. It was with more passion now, and Alys could feel the woman's tongue running along her lips, seeking entrance. Alys ignored her first instinct to part her lips and greet the tongue with her own, and instead pulled away. "S-Saya, what are..."
"If I have to leave you like this, I want to show you," Saya told her, voice thick with feeling. "I want you to understand that I'm not leaving because I don't love you. This is our last moment together, the last time we see each other while we're in love, and I want our goodbye to be love. I want to make sure you understand that I love you, and I want the most important thing you remember about our parting to be that love."
It was hard not to be drawn into this moment, hard not to catch the infectious passion Saya spoke with. "H-Hahn is-"
"-A wonderful man, and I'll love him very, very much someday," Saya finished in a whisper, her eyes shining with tender affection and a rising heat. "But I haven't met him yet. Right now, the only person I've ever loved is you, and this is my last chance for a long time to have that love. Someday, I'll have that love again with Hahn, but I don't know that right now. Right now, there's only you."
Saya's arms went around Alys, and slowly pulled the Hunter into a kiss. It was chaste, a simple but tender meeting, and in this kiss Alys could feel and bittersweet emotion...it was as though she could taste the essence of farewell on Saya's lips. It tasted of loss and regret, and yet there was a sweetness to it, for this was the missing moment that had been plaguing her for years. Alys welcomed it, and deepened the kiss, just as Saya did. Their tongues met, and wrapped lovingly around one another, just as their arms drew the two women closer together still.
Saya gently leaned forward, bringing Alys down until she was laying on her back. Their embrace remained firm, as did their kiss, until finally Saya had to break away to take a breath. She took the opportunity to begin unbuttoning her simple dress, and Alys's breath hitched as it opened and was removed. She was no Rika, but Saya had always had a beautiful body, a form of flowing curves and the rare, soft skin of a Motavian woman who had the skills to make her living indoors, protected from the harsh desert environment, and she had lost none of her gentle, feminine appeal since Alys had held her years before...if anything, she was softer and curvier than ever.
Saya did not stop until she was naked, as soft, pale, and lovely as the moonlight that illuminated her, and both Alys's heart and loins fluttered at the sight. Saya came back to Alys, and the Hunter quickly took off her gloves so that she could reach out and guide the woman closer, feel her beauty once more. Saya murmured in approval as Alys let her hands slowly roam over her, caressing her gently and taking in the soft, familiar form of Alys's first beloved. It was memory mixed with reality as Alys's fingers began to gently press against the spots she knew Saya loved, and those familiar whimpers filled the air again for the first time in so many years.
Saya lowered herself down to Alys, her lips seeking the brunette's out needily. When their mouths met again, the kiss was still soft and sweet, but now Saya pressed harder against Alys, and the elegant strokes of her tongue along Alys's conveyed her need for more. Alys responded with a kiss as gentle as ever, but her hands complied with Saya's need, beginning to roam with more pressure, and purpose. A light whimper escaped from Saya and echoed through Alys's mouth as the Hunter's hands came up to run along the sides of Saya's full and pale breasts. Alys gently explored them, remembering in real time how much she loved their perfect roundness, and how pliant they were to her heated touch. She cupped her hands around them, letting each rest gently within her palms, and began to close her hands a little, grasping Saya's chest, kneading her lovely tits and moaning herself just at the wonderful sensation of pressing her fingers into their flesh.
Saya drew back, ending their kiss and taking herself away from Alys's hold for a moment. "I love the way you do that," she whispered, her eyes shining in the soft light. "But I'm already ready for you...please, don't make me wait."
Alys licked her lips and nodded, feeling herself becoming all the wetter at Saya's sweet, lewd request. Alys loved it when her partners knew what they wanted, and told her; she loved to hear the desire spilling into their words. She brought her hands around Saya's form and once more brought the woman lower, but now she pulled her further up, too, so that Saya's breasts were before her. Alys took them in, her eyes drawn to the small nub sitting in the middle of each, pink and perked and inviting. She touched her tip to the outer ring of Saya's left areola, and her lover let out a silent breath of air at the warm, wet touch. Alys trailed her tongue once around the intimate circle, and then drew it to the nipple, covering it, pushing against it, swiping back and forth across it. Saya groaned, pleased, but still needing more.
Her wish was fulfilled as Alys trailed a hand along her side and inward, until her fingers tangled in the light blue curls between Saya's legs. Saya let out a moan and instinctively pushed her hips down a little, requesting more in the oldest kind of language. It was one which Alys was quite fluent in, and so she brought her fingers just a little further south, to trace Saya's dewy lips slowly, sensuously. Saya groaned louder this time, and Alys pushed two fingers within her. Saya gasped and trembled in delight, as Alys discovered that she had not been lying...she was warm, and inviting, and very, very wet.
Alys went to work, drawing her mouth over Saya's breast so that she could properly kiss and tease its nipple, while her fingers began to curl and dance within her blue-haired partner. Saya's eyes closed in pleasure as Alys's fingers took motion, and when the Hunter began to gently pump them in and out, Saya moved with them, back and forth, following them to keep them within one moment, the next drawing away as they did so she could thrust upon their return and draw their heavenly touch deeper within herself. Alys reveled in the soft, sweet sounds as she drove Saya higher and higher in pleasure, the light flavor of her skin, the hot and slippery pressure of her inner walls...finally, as her fingers were driving themselves hard within Saya and Saya in turn was thrusting with the single-minded manner of a woman so close to the end of her pursuit of pleasure, Alys gently drew her teeth together around Saya's nipple, giving the bud a tiny nip, and in a single motion her free hand darted down to rub a finger against Saya's exposed, throbbing clit.
Saya cried out, and clenched in climactic rhythm against Alys's fingers as orgasm washed over her mind and body. Alys was still for a moment, watching her first love's face contort in bliss...and then, at the moment Saya seemed to be coming down from her climax, Alys moved her mouth to her other breast and repeated her bite upon the until now untouched nipple, and began to vigorously tap her finger against Saya's clitoris as her other fingers resumed their frenzied motions within Saya. Saya cried out even louder this time as she came again, this orgasm following so closely on the heels of the first that to her it was one continuous smattering of pleasure. Her body shook and she could no longer support herself as her muscles quaked helplessly in delight, and she collapsed down onto Alys, who drew her arm around Saya to hold her close as she rode out the pleasure that Saya's other hand still delivered her, that tempo of clit taps that hammered her with bliss. Finally, Saya's long climax ended, and the woman lay with limp comfort and affection against Alys.
"Thank you, Alys," she whispered, raising her head to look into the warrior's eyes. Alys smiled as she gazed back. She had missed seeing that mix of emotion that the woman had always expressed so clearly within her eyes. Deep affection, simple happiness, the pleased and relaxed relief that came after a good climax...and this time, gratitude, for allowing Saya to make right her mistake in the past.
"You're welcome, Saya," she told her, just as quietly. Then she rose into a sitting position, gently pushing Saya away for the moment, and told her, in a tone far more characteristically confident and sultry, "But we're not done yet!"
Alys gave Saya a playful shove, and the blue-haired woman fell down against the mattress with a surprised giggle. Deciding that it was high time she have some fun for herself, Alys began to quickly undress herself, tossing each garment removed away from her with an exaggerated flourish. She disrobed quickly, concerned more with speed than putting on a show, but nonetheless Saya smiled and licked her lips with interest as she watched.
Once she was as naked as Saya, Alys began to lower herself down to the woman below her, but Saya held up a hand to halt her. "Sit back for a minute...I want to look at you," she requested. Alys complied, drawing back to rest on her knees and straddle Saya's thighs, letting the moonlight fully illuminate her.
Saya reached out and ran her soft hand along Alys's muscled midriff. "You're stronger even than you were then..." she murmured, sounding both impressed and enticed. Her hand began to trace along the remnant of an old wound that Alys had suffered during a job that had pitted her against a gang of raiders a dozen strong. "And you have so many scars now..."
Alys was afraid for a moment that this meant that she was displeasing to look at for Saya, but then Saya continued, her voice almost awed. "You've become so strong...and done so much. I'm...I'm so glad that you could pursue your dreams, and do so much, since then."
"Not 'since then,'" Alys corrected her gently, reminding Saya of what this final fun was meant to be. "These are all things to come, remember? Right now, I'm still just a rookie."
Saya nodded, but her hand stayed where it was, fingers still trailing the scar's length. "Yes, of course, but...if you don't mind, could you stay there, for now? I want to...I want to look at how beautiful and amazing you'll become, without needing me there..." She took a shuddering breath as her eyes roamed from one scar to another, and took in the toned, steely muscle of Alys's frame. Then, as if she just couldn't contain herself, she blurted out, "Oh my god, you're so hot!"
Alys grinned. The ladies just couldn't resist a nice set of girl abs.
Pleased and eager to give Saya a show, but feeling at this point like she was about to burst with need, Alys changed her position slightly, repositioning one of her knees in between Saya's limbs. Picking up on what Alys wanted, Saya lifted the leg that had just been freed up a little, and out of Alys's way. Alys then leaned back, making sure that she was still in the light for Saya's enjoyment, and rocked her hips forward a little. She let out a happy sigh as her lower lips delivered a kiss to Saya's, the pressure both providing some relief to her desire, yet at the same time stoking it higher. Alys pulled back, and pushed herself forward again, and again, setting up a rhythm, and Saya rose up on her elbows so that she could begin to push back. Alys was moist with desire and Saya was glistening with the aftermath of her orgasm, making each thrust a smooth, slippery, ecstatic sensation against each woman. They rubbed and they thrust, over and over, slowly but surely increasing their speed and power. Grunting, moaning, faster and harder, crushing their pussies against one another, each rising to her climax and seeking it all the harder the closer it got, and her efforts only increasing her partner's pleasure; Alys threw her head back as she hit the very edge, eyes closing in concentration on that rim of bliss, and for all that Saya moaned and huffed and thrust she kept her eyes on Alys's form the whole time, wide so she could take in that lithe, powerful form, and finally each woman shifted her weight onto one hand for her last, final thrusts, with Saya using her newly freed hand to grab one of her own breasts and tweak its nipple as Alys brought her fingers down to her own clit and began to lightly but vigorously slap it.
Alys cried out as she pushed herself over the edge, senses awash in good agony as her movements became as erratic and carnal as the wonderful clenching climax inside her. Whether it was from seeing her partner hit her peak or perhaps the extra lubrication of Alys's oozing cum allowing her to push harder than ever comfortably, Saya let out a shriek and came as well.
Their nearly simultaneous climax brought them together in final, frenzied, climactic thrusts, and gradually slowed them as they came down from their pleasure heights, until finally they found that they lay in each other's arms, chests rising gently against one another in a quiet, slow mirror of what they had just engaged in.
"I should return soon," Saya whispered, although without much conviction. Alys said nothing. She was too happy with the quiet moment, too relaxed in Saya's arms, too comfortable with the feel of Saya's gentle skin against hers and the unattended damp remainder of their passion cooling between her thighs.
"Before I do, though," Saya continued, looking hopefully into Alys's eyes, "would you...take me like you used to? The way I liked?"
As a general rule, Alys never refused an attractive woman asking her for more sex, and she wasn't about to change that habit now. Nodding, she got up and off the bed, and went to her equipment sack, with Saya's appreciative eyes following her all the way. After a moment of rummaging, during which she made sure she was bent over in a most pleasing way for Saya to see, Alys found the item she was seeking: her pale blue, ridged jelly strap-on. With the ease of intimate familiarity, Alys slipped it on and affixed it just right so that every thrust would push it up against her clit. No reason Saya had to be the only one who got off on this next part, after all!
Saya lay back and spread her legs eagerly as Alys made her way back to the bed. As traditional and mild a woman as Saya was, the way she liked was actually just the old-fashioned position of having her lover atop her while she was lying on her back. But Alys certainly had no problem with that! She positioned herself over Saya, aligning their bodies, and when she was satisfied that things were just right, Alys leaned down and captured Saya's lips one last time. Saya eagerly kissed her back, and as their tongues met and danced, Alys lowered her other half, bringing her toy's tip to Saya's entrance and slowly pushing it into her. Saya gasped into the kiss, and brought her arms up to embrace Alys, pulling the Hunter further down and into her. Alys kept going until Saya had swallowed the entire length of her soft blue member, and Saya responded to the satisfying fullness by wrapping up and around Alys's lower half, her soft calves resting across Alys's firm ass.
Alys drew herself away and almost out, and then pushed in once more. Saya grunted and closed her eyes as the rounded ridges bumped and tugged at her, and the friction from her walls trying to grasp at the moving gel dick sent pulses of pleasure through her pussy. She moaned with lusty abandon and began to pump herself up to meet with Alys's thrusts, and her hands unclasped from behind Alys's back and dropped down to grasp at Alys's breasts, pulling and plying them as Alys rammed her over and over. Alys bit her lip as her passions rose; the friction of the toy against her clit was bringing her to another climax just as surely as watching the woman below her squirm and moan at her every movement was. Finally, sensing how close Saya was, Alys brought herself down hard and fast and as deep as she possibly could, crushing her groin against Saya's as her blue-capped sex sucked in every last fraction of the dildo. The front of the harness met Saya's muff and ground against her clit, and with a scream of Alys's name, Saya came. Her legs held Alys as tightly against her as she could while she thrust wildly up and into the pleasure racking her, and her hands grasped wildly at Alys's tits as her cunny did at the gel cock filling it. Alys grunted at the uncomfortable pressure Saya was putting on her breasts, but she was so close now to her own climax, the pain was also enjoyable, any stimulus was transforming itself into pleasure at this point, and as Saya was in the throes of her orgasm below, Alys pushed herself against her old lover as hard as she could, grinding herself against the harness front that separated them. Gasping and gritting her teeth as she felt herself catching up with her satisfaction, running it down, she ground harder against the toy and the quaking woman below her. Finally, she hit her peak, and fell over the edge of pleasure. As Saya began to calm from her own orgasm, Alys hit hers, humping wildly against Saya as she squeezed every orgasmic drop of bliss from her body. Finally, she collapsed into Saya's waiting and welcoming arms.
They lay quietly against each other for what felt like hours; maybe it was. Alys felt a contentment and an emotional satisfaction she had not felt for a long time...years. Saya did not love her any more...but she had loved her once, and Alys had loved her back, and that would always be between and with them. With this, this proper goodbye that was done in that love of the past...there was a wholeness in Alys's heart now.
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"I need to get going," Saya said as the first rays of morning light began to shine through the window.
Alys nodded, wearing a cocky smirk. "Sure, sure...thanks for coming by."
"What are you grinning about?" Saya asked as she began to get dressed.
Alys laid back against the pillow, her arms crossed behind her head. "Just enjoying the fact that you couldn't resist coming back for just one more time with me."
Saya blushed. "That was...that was for both of us, and you know it! An apology, and a goodbye, you jerk!" she insisted, caught between embarrassment and laughter.
Alys winked and gave a genuine smile. "I know. And thank you. I really do appreciate it. It meant a lot to me."
"Me, too. Thank you for letting me have this with you, Alys...I feel like I can go forward much more honestly now." Saya turned around and bent down to pick up her blouse. A moment later, she felt Alys's hand deliver a light, playful smack on her ass. She turned around to see Alys wearing her smirk again.
"But just out of curiosity," Alys said now that she had Saya's attention once more, "Who's better, me or Hahn? Which one of us gives the best fuck, hm?"
Saya's blush deepened, and she rolled her eyes. "That's now why I'm marrying him. Anyway, I'm not going to answer that."
"I think you just did," Alys grinned.
"You know, I think I'm glad I got out before before this "insufferable lady-killer" personality emerged in you," Saya told her with good-natured exasperation. Alys laughed.
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