deercountry | Thanks For Being Born

Who: Jessica Ushiromiya and Sayo Yasuda.
What: Just Gals being Pals
When: Mid-June
Where: Cellar Door

Content Warnings: Umineko spoilers, NSFW eventually

[ After everything is burned down, it can be surprising what one might find in the charred remains. Enough smoke and ash to choke on of course, enough to turn fertile valleys into deserts if Jessica had let it— but she didn't. She found the power to forgive a desperate, despairing girl of her crimes, no matter how heinous they were. She found a friendship and love that survived that furnace heat. She found new shapes for both of them, new paths to walk, and a cornerstone upon which to build what came next.

She and Sayo are leaving a little cafe in Cellar Door, just killing some time before Jessica has to get ready for a show at the Raccoon Room. This hasn't been the first time she's spent time with Sayo since getting back into contact with. They'd spent the last weeks patiently rebuilding their relationship, getting to know each other anew, without the old barriers, and with enough hard-won maturity to work through the new ones. Today feels especially effervescent though. They're really comfortable being around each other again, they'd talked and laughed together over lunch and coffee about music and mystery novels and life.

It's not really the old days, nothing could be, but spending time together like this is a reminder of all the little reasons they were close to each other in the first place. Sayo is more confident now, no longer plays the same roles or deflects so instinctively, but Jessica is thrilled to realize that it's her, it's always been her. So smart, the smartest person she's ever known, sweet but sharp-tongued and mischievous, imaginative, a little spacey, with the sarcasm and bluntness she'd expressed as Kanon. She really sees her now, and the person she sees is... fundamentally the same person, but in sharper relief, more defined by the life and choices that shaped her, the little details she'd never imagined or considered now brought out to the fore. ]

Sheesh, I've gotten so behind on my karate, y'know? But with Chicago coming up, and me still playing shows around town, and the classes in Gaze, I don't really have much time for it.

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[The tensed-up pain in Sayo's face softens, then disappears, as Jessica holds her and stumbles her way through reassurances. Sayo knew all of those things were true on a logical level, of course. It didn't take much deduction to find that Jessica found her unbearably attractive and would never resent her for her (pitiful, broken) body. But hearing it directly from her lips makes it ring true in her heart for the first time.

Sayo startles at the kiss, eyes widening, but relaxes almost instantly and leans into it. There's none of the insistent hunger from her kiss earlier, just a tender, exhausted gratitude. Smiling, Sayo bumps her forehead against Jessica, closing her eyes and doing her best to truly listen to her beloved's words.]

...thank you, Jessica. [A low exhale as Sayo forces herself to calm down.] I want you too. More than almost anything else in the world. [There was Himiko to take into consideration, after all.

She chuckles, but there's a nervous bent to it.] I just... it would be my first time doing, um, that, too! So I'm nervous. And I've, er, heard, likewise.

If you're sure, then... let's not wait any longer. [This time, Sayo's attentions are less overwhelmingly ravenous. She carefully unbuttons the rest of Jessica's shirt, casting it to the side. (Although she can't resist planting another peck on each of her nipples, short and oh-so-sweet. Or kissing her torso every time undoing another button reveals more skin.) She pulls down Jessica's skirt next, bending down, hooking her thumb around the band of her panties...

And looks up one last time. Just to be sure.]

[ Jessica doesn't know how it must have felt for Sayo, bitterly hating her body for all of those years. She knows it was hard enough for her as the daughter of a rigid family concerned with appearances: be pretty but modest, be thin, be ladylike, and on and on; it's hard for all girls, but it must have been truly horrible for Sayo. Jessica had always thought she was beautiful, no matter who she was trying to be, can think of so many little moments that in hindsight spoke to her attraction (and the awkward deja vu when she was trying to win Kanon's heart). For everything that she failed to notice or was unable to act on, she wants to repay with this love that threatens to burst out of her.

It makes her so happy to see Sayo relax a little, and she vows to herself to protect that feeling; to do what she can to make Sayo feel loved and wanted in heart and body. ]

We can, um, figure it out!

[ She gives Sayo one last little kiss before she starts moving down her body again, undressing her. Each kiss against her skin makes her gasp softly, giddy and embarrassed at the attention as more and more of her body is revealed. Inanely, she worries if Sayo will really find her attractive, damn the other girl's body issues, and the fact that she's doing this at all. There are habits of self-consciousness that she isn't rid of yet, not even after the storm named Himiko Toga crashed into them.

She raises her hips to make it easier for Sayo to undress her, and nods vigorously. ]

God, Sayo, I want it so bad, please...

[In this moment, as Jessica pleads for Sayo to give her pleasure, as she slides down Jessica's panties down her legs and flings them aside, the hubbub of Sayo's endless stream of thought fades. It's just her and her lover, a world for two only. There's sublime bliss on her face, almost as if she's reached enlightenment, as Sayo leans in to give her girlfriend oral.

Sayo plunges her face between Jessica's thighs, tongue flicking out and circling around Jessica's labia. She samples the slickness that Jessica has released so far, satisfied with what she had done without even touching her below the belt, before she eases the folds of Jessica's vagina apart and slips her tongue inside, lapping at Jessica's insides before trailing her closer to her clit, leaving behind saliva that mixes with Jessica's own wetness.]

[ It's just them in that private world, just the soft sound of breath, of cloth rustling, and then of Jessica's low groan when Sayo's tongue probes her folds. She's already plenty wet, had started becoming aroused from the moment Sayo whispered warmly in her ear (well, no, that's a lie; she'd been a little turned on even seeing her in that cute outfit that she'd worn to their outing).]

Aaa, Sayo, yes—

[ She looks down at Sayo, dizzy with joy that they'd reached this point, that they'd passed through hell and found each other at the gates to a new world. Her fingers tangle in Sayo's hair, holding her head there so she doesn't dare to stop making her feel so wonderful. ]

Thanks For Being Born

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