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Winter, February 13th - Sleepless Night
Text - Locked to her CR (anyone who've talked to her at least once and likes her enough)
[ Genessia had made Ayame happy and more at peace for the most part, but this night was the first in a long time that she vividly remembered dark memories she wants to stay buried. Needless to say, Ayame was woken up from her otherwise strict sleep schedule. Wearing nothing but a silken robe over her nightgown and with a cup of warm chocolate in her hand, Ayame gazes into the nighttime scenery of Genessia that helps ease her troubled mind, Ayame checked the time on her phone. It's late for early risers like her, but for many people, 10 pm isn't even late.
Even when she has Anastasia staying with her and Hibiki who is sound asleep in the living room, it didn't ease the lonesome feeling that's plaguing her at the moment. She wasn't sure if it was a distant sound of a siren, or just her own mind, but it jolted her from a lost state. Refusing to stay depressed, Ayame had an idea. ]
It's Ayame. Anyone of you still awake?
[ Phone in hand, she sent that text message to a bunch of people she had met and like enough to be considered an acquaintance. Hoping any of them would still be awake at this hour. ]
NSFW from here on out!
Thinking back to their first date, and to their second, and realizing the sexual spark that was between them from the start, Ayame swallows her nervousness for now, or else she'll freeze. Sneaking one more kiss just to remember that sweet sensation, Ayame hooks a finger in Dante's belt buckle while her other hand gripped his, show that she can match his physical strength. She then proceeded to lead the way to her bedroom. Door locked, she pushes Dante on to her bed before creating a barrier around her room with a thought. Living in an apartment has its downsides, after all. Her eyes stared at Dante from by the door with an almost predatory glare. Biting her lip to ease her heart, Ayame giggles and proceeds to hop on to the bed with Dante.
The night went as expected. Clothes went off and flung to the floor, Ayame and Dante got to know each other more intimately than before. Ayame reveled in the attention she sensed from Dante's eyes as he looked at her naked body, while the same went for her. His brawny build and handsome face drove her mad with desire, especially his moans of pleasure. With Ayame's anxiety getting the better of her just before they really commit to the act, Ayame manages to get on with it and experience something very new to her. She hesitated a few times, but luckily Dante was patient with her inexperience.
For they were both more than human, a sexual act between them would be more... wild, than most. They have the ability to keep doing this as long as they please, and last long they did. Ayame's enthusiasm grew the more times they have sex throughout the night, finding her rhythm and eventually grew to be more active in the act. Her bed creaked so loud until the legs of it snaps, as is the headboard bearing damages from their inhumanly strong grips. Glass shatters. Holes and dents punched on the walls. Desks and drawers were tussled. Photo frames were tilted and some even fell to the floor. It was all as if a storm had passed through Ayame's room.
Dante had mentioned before that he felt like he lived in a world of glass, always having to contain his powers to not cause too much damage. This night allowed him to cut loose in a different way, as did Ayame, who is still going even as morning had broken ]
Good morning.
[ Ayame laughs as the sun peeked through her bedroom window, straddling Dante as they both sit upright with her legs wrapped around his waist. Her breasts, so close to his face, bounce with each grind of her hips. His length still firmly inside her, Ayame grips the back of Dante's head for support while her forehead presses against his. ]