Melisa trudged into her room, her tail dragging behind her like a dejected puppy.
After a day of helping everyone settle in, her body felt about as energetic as a sloth on sedatives. All she wanted was to face-plant into her bed and maybe not move for, perhaps, the next century or two.
[Please, for the love of all that is holy and unholy, let there be no surprises waiting for me,] she thought, pushing open the door.
The universe, in its infinite wisdom and questionable sense of humor, promptly handed her a surprise wrapped in black hair and pale skin.
Raven stood by the dresser, methodically unpacking her belongings.
Melisa froze.
She turned as Melisa entered, her face as expressive as a particularly stoic statue.
"Javir assigned me to your room," Raven said. "She hoped you wouldn’t mind. You know... since we’re roommates at the Academy already."
Melisa blinked, her brain taking a moment to process this new development. Then, a grin spread across her face faster than she imagined Isabella’s legs would at a brothel.
"Mind? Are you kidding? This is great!" Melisa exclaimed, her tail perking up. "I mean, I, uh, I’m more so wondering how you feel about it. Sure you haven’t had enough of me already?" Melisa asked, tilting her head.
Raven’s lips twitched in what might have been a smile.
On anyone else, it would have been imperceptible. On Raven, it was enough to prompt a Broadway musical in Melisa’s mind.
[... She’s so adorable. She’s SO adorable.]
"I... I’m very okay with it," Raven said, turning back to her unpacking. "Javir had proposed I stay with Hazel. She’s cute enough, sure, but it’ll be... nice... to have some more quiet company like yours."
Melisa snorted, flopping onto her bed with all the grace of a drunken elephant.
"Quiet? Me? I’ll have you know Zephyra’s been training me so intensely, I’ve taken to sleep-casting."
Raven paused, a shirt dangling from her hand.
"Sounds interesting."
Clearing her throat, Melisa asked:
"So, when are you and Javir heading out for your super-secret spy mission?"
"First thing tomorrow," Raven replied, her movements never faltering. "With any luck, we’ll come back with a plan. Javir and I banging our heads against this wall has gotten a bit old."
"Ooh, kinky," Melisa teased, unable to help herself. "I didn’t know you were into that kind of thing. Should I be jealous of this wall?"
Raven shot her a look that could have frozen lava.
"You’re incorrigible."
Melisa shrugged, batting her eyelashes innocently.
"As if you’d prefer me any other way. Admit it, you’d be lost without my ~sparkling wit~ and immense charm."
Raven flashed that signature, tiny smile of hers.
"I suppose it’s not the worst thing in the world."
From there, they lapsed into a comfortable silence, the kind that only develops between people who’ve seen each other at their best and worst... and in various states of undress.
Melisa found herself watching Raven, admiring the fluid grace of her movements. There was always something mesmerizing about the way Raven’s hands moved, precise and controlled. It brought back memories of those same hands exploring her body, teasing out gasps and moans...
The longer the silence stretched, the more Melisa felt an itch under her skin, a need to do something, say something. These days, it felt like she could hardly stay still for long and Raven was doing nothing to help with that.
Before she could think better of it, Melisa was on her feet, drawn to Raven like a moth to a particularly sexy flame. In one fluid motion, she leaned in and ran her tongue along the shell of Raven’s ear.
Raven went stock-still, a shiver running through her body. For a moment, Melisa thought she might have misread things. Then, slowly, deliberately, Raven turned to face her.
"Was that really necessary?" Raven asked, her voice low and husky. Discover exclusive content at freewebnovel
Melisa grinned, her tail curling with delight.
"Absolutely. How else was I supposed to welcome my favorite roommate?"
"Your only roommate," Raven’s eyes darkened, a predatory glint entering them. "And... I can think of a few other ways," she murmured, her hands coming to rest on Melisa’s hips.
[Oh boy,] Melisa thought, her heart racing. [Looks like I’m in for one hell of a send-off.]
Melisa’s breath caught in her throat as Raven’s hands tightened on her hips. The air between them crackled with tension, thick enough to cut with a knife - or maybe a well-placed claw.
"Other ways, huh?" Melisa purred, her tail curling around Raven’s leg. "Care to demonstrate?"
Raven’s response was swift and decisive.
In one fluid motion, she spun them around, pinning Melisa against the dresser. The wood dug into Melisa’s back, but she couldn’t bring herself to care, not with Raven’s body pressed flush against hers.
"Sure you should play with fire this early? The night’s just started," Raven murmured, her lips ghosting over Melisa’s neck.
Melisa grinned, her fangs glinting in the dim light.
"I’m already on fire. I could use a bit of cooling down, actually."
"... My pleasure."
[Oh gods, her body should be illegal,] Melisa thought, her hands sliding up Raven’s arms. [Actually, scratch that. If it were illegal, I’d be in jail for life by now.]
Raven’s lips crashed against Melisa’s, hungry and demanding. Melisa melted into the kiss, opening her mouth for her. She could feel her Essence reserves already starting to replenish, the familiar warmth spreading through her veins.
[Fuck, I needed this,] Melisa thought, her hands tangling in Raven’s hair. [I really needed this.]
Clothes hit the floor in a frenzied rush, neither of them willing to break contact for longer than absolutely necessary. Melisa’s tail wrapped around Raven’s thigh, pulling her closer.
"Bed. Now," Raven growled, her voice husky with desire.
They stumbled towards the bed, a tangle of limbs and barely suppressed moans. Melisa fell back onto the mattress, pulling Raven down on top of her.
"God, you’re beautiful," Melisa breathed, drinking in the sight of Raven’s naked form, her eyes lingering on the former assassin’s abs in particular.
Raven’s response was to trail kisses down Melisa’s neck, across her collarbone, and down to her purple tits. Melisa arched into the touch, a soft moan escaping her lips.
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Raven’s hand slid between Melisa’s thighs, finding her already wet and ready. Melisa bucked her hips, seeking more friction.
"Impatient, aren’t we?" Raven teased, her fingers circling Melisa’s clit teasingly.
"I can’t help it," Melisa panted. "I wish you could feel how good your hands feel inside me."
Raven’s eyes darkened with lust. Without warning, she plunged two fingers deep into Melisa, drawing out a loud moan.
"Is this what you mean?" Raven purred, setting a relentless pace.
"Fuck yes," Melisa gasped, her hips moving in time with Raven’s thrusts. "Don’t you dare stop."
The room filled with the sounds of their passion - moans, gasps, and the wet sounds of fingers pumping in and out.
Melisa’s tail wrapped around Raven’s wrist, almost trying to help out, trying to make her speed those movements up further.
The smile on Raven’s face right now, equal parts hungry and satisfied, only made the heat in Melisa’s core even stronger.
"Oh, oh shit, I’m gonna... AH!"
Suddenly, without much warning, Melisa came on Raven’s hand.
And Raven didn’t stop. Her hand kept going, moving in and out without missing a step. Melisa’s hips went up and her body made an arch on the bed as she trembled. And, all the while, Raven watched on proudly.
Soon, Melisa was coming back down from the clouds, landing on the bed with a satisfied sigh. Raven leaned in close.
"Gorgeous," she whispered on Melisa’s lips before pressing a kiss against her.
Then, she pulled back, looking down at Melisa like she was considering whether to say this next part or not.
"You’ve been ignoring me lately."
Melisa’s eyes widened.
"W-What? No, no, no, I just..."
Raven, still smiling a little, still rubbing tiny circles on Melisa’s clit, pulled back.
"Maybe you didn’t intend to. But, it sure feels like you have been." She tilted her head. "I know I’m not... carrying the same equipment as Isabella and Armia. But, I think I can still make you rather happy."
"Y-You do!"
Melisa reached over and took Raven’s wrist.
Raven sat back, raising a brow.
"I swear," Melisa continued, slightly softer now. "You’re... more than enough for me!"
The raven-haired, storm-eyed girl looked away for a moment. Then, as she fixed her eyes on Melisa once more, she leaned in and pressed a soft kiss against her.
"Good to know," she said. "But... Since I’ll be going on the road for a couple of days, I suppose I should make sure what you’re saying stays true."
"Eek!"
She pushed Melisa back down.
Spreading the nim’s legs, Raven positioned herself between her, face-down ass-up.
Melisa took a deep breath. Chills ran down her hands, forming a trail that followed Raven’s fingertips.
[... I guess I kinda have been,] she thought, reflecting on what Raven had just said. [It’s not fair to her. Though... I guess I don’t really know what we even are. But, it doesn’t feel fair to her.]
As soon as Raven’s tongue reached Melisa’s quivering pussy, her train of thought stopped.
And that tongue was all she could focus on.