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You May Have Your Yuri and Eat It, Too
Hello again, dear comm! Please to be excusing me with all this spamming lately xD Thanks to the lovely discussion from a few posts down, I have been compelled to add a previously unplanned prompt to an on-going crack series I have.
Lenalee took a silent, deep breath of air and opened her mouth to speak when the room’s occupant beat her to it.
“What do you want?”
The Chinese Exorcist stopped wringing her hands in nervousness and deliberately fisted them at her sides. Cerise had her back to Lenalee and she continued stretching on the floor, her torso bent towards both hands wrapped around the right sole of her ballet flats bound feet, her legs spread in a wide V.
“I…” Lenalee frowned slightly. Today, she was not going to be intimidated by the French girl’s scathing demeanor. Today, she would make a stand.
Refusing to talk to her back, Lenalee walked forward and around until she was facing Cerise. She kept her gaze resolutely on the lowered head of blonde curls not paying her any mind. “I would like your help, Cerise.”
“Hmph,” the older girl snorted, switching to her left foot but not bothering to look up at Lenalee. “The princess would ask help of me?”
“Yes.” Lenalee nodded to herself. “I… I don’t want to stand by and be helpless ever again without my Innocence. I don’t want to rely… just on them.” Her dark eyes drifted down to the four crystal red rings that encircled her ankles. She may have accepted her curse for now, but she did not always want to rely on the God she hated so much.
When Lenalee looked back up she found a pair of sharp blue eyes returning her gaze. Cerise looked like she had paused in mid-stretch, as she was leaning forward with her hands on her bare shins.
Her expression remained stern and slightly bored. “So what would you ask of me?”
“I’d like to train with you, if you don’t mind. You… have such strong legs.”
A blonde brow rose in a show of interest. “You’ve been looking at my legs?”
A reply tried to stutter from the Chinese girl’s lips but failed. She began to wring her hands again and fought back a blush as she watched those critical blue eyes sweep slowly down and up her body.
“Hmm… sit down.” Lenalee obeyed, automatically tucking her black stockings-covered legs under her. Cerise clucked her tongue. “No no no, your legs, put them out.”
Lenalee blinked and unfolded her limbs, stretching them out like Cerise had but not as wide. The blonde girl repositioned herself to lean forward on her knees, her right hand coming to theleft of Lenalee' red kitten-heeled adorned feet. Her pale fingers pressed against the small tendons there and trailed up, touching the ankles under the red crystals before smoothing her full palm up Lenalee’s shin.
“…This will not do.” With her thick French accent, Cerise’s voice always seemed somewhat soft, even though her words were often cutting. But now that voice began to affect Lenalee fully, and that blush began to bloom on her cheeks from the proximity the girl before her was leisurely closing.
Lenalee began to lean back on her hands and still Cerise came forward, her left arm bracing her and her right hand meeting the bare skin of Lenalee’s thighs. The Chinese girl could hear her heart beginning to pound frantically in her ears, becoming more and more flustered by this girl who was touching her unashamedly in only a white strapless leotard and the Innocence wrapped around her neck.
“This, this is fine,” Cerise continued, her eyes and fingers on Lenalee’s hip. “But down there, is no good. You are weak. Why are you so weak?”
Lenalee had looked down, unable to meet the blue eyes so near her, but found herself looking up again when the fingers of Cerise’s left hand gripped her chin and jerked her gaze up.
The French Exorcist was almost crawling over her, her right hand bracing itself on Lenalee’s hip. Her head tilted and her full lips moved.
“It is because you lack – ”
“Eep!” Lenalee squeaked when her dark eyes flicked past Cerise and beyond to the door. Puzzled, the older girl paused and turned to look over her shoulder.
There in the doorway to the room, Allen stood with grey eyes slightly widened yet not quite as surprised as one would expect. Opposite of him, Kanda stood stock still, and Lenalee assumed he was outraged from the grim line of his mouth and severe frown and incredulous eyes; but at what, she had no idea.
Between them, Lavi looked like he about to take a step backwards, his gaping mouth opening and closing like a fish and green eye looking like it would burst from his head. Eventually his gaze settled and a wide grin slowly took over face.
“Oh, uh, hey… don’t mind us.” He raised his hands in a double thumbs-up. “You girls just continue… whatever it is you’re doing. Right on.”
You can read the rest of my DGMeme series here.
:D Thank you comm for giving me the courage to write this!
Lenalee took a silent, deep breath of air and opened her mouth to speak when the room’s occupant beat her to it.
“What do you want?”
The Chinese Exorcist stopped wringing her hands in nervousness and deliberately fisted them at her sides. Cerise had her back to Lenalee and she continued stretching on the floor, her torso bent towards both hands wrapped around the right sole of her ballet flats bound feet, her legs spread in a wide V.
“I…” Lenalee frowned slightly. Today, she was not going to be intimidated by the French girl’s scathing demeanor. Today, she would make a stand.
Refusing to talk to her back, Lenalee walked forward and around until she was facing Cerise. She kept her gaze resolutely on the lowered head of blonde curls not paying her any mind. “I would like your help, Cerise.”
“Hmph,” the older girl snorted, switching to her left foot but not bothering to look up at Lenalee. “The princess would ask help of me?”
“Yes.” Lenalee nodded to herself. “I… I don’t want to stand by and be helpless ever again without my Innocence. I don’t want to rely… just on them.” Her dark eyes drifted down to the four crystal red rings that encircled her ankles. She may have accepted her curse for now, but she did not always want to rely on the God she hated so much.
When Lenalee looked back up she found a pair of sharp blue eyes returning her gaze. Cerise looked like she had paused in mid-stretch, as she was leaning forward with her hands on her bare shins.
Her expression remained stern and slightly bored. “So what would you ask of me?”
“I’d like to train with you, if you don’t mind. You… have such strong legs.”
A blonde brow rose in a show of interest. “You’ve been looking at my legs?”
A reply tried to stutter from the Chinese girl’s lips but failed. She began to wring her hands again and fought back a blush as she watched those critical blue eyes sweep slowly down and up her body.
“Hmm… sit down.” Lenalee obeyed, automatically tucking her black stockings-covered legs under her. Cerise clucked her tongue. “No no no, your legs, put them out.”
Lenalee blinked and unfolded her limbs, stretching them out like Cerise had but not as wide. The blonde girl repositioned herself to lean forward on her knees, her right hand coming to theleft of Lenalee' red kitten-heeled adorned feet. Her pale fingers pressed against the small tendons there and trailed up, touching the ankles under the red crystals before smoothing her full palm up Lenalee’s shin.
“…This will not do.” With her thick French accent, Cerise’s voice always seemed somewhat soft, even though her words were often cutting. But now that voice began to affect Lenalee fully, and that blush began to bloom on her cheeks from the proximity the girl before her was leisurely closing.
Lenalee began to lean back on her hands and still Cerise came forward, her left arm bracing her and her right hand meeting the bare skin of Lenalee’s thighs. The Chinese girl could hear her heart beginning to pound frantically in her ears, becoming more and more flustered by this girl who was touching her unashamedly in only a white strapless leotard and the Innocence wrapped around her neck.
“This, this is fine,” Cerise continued, her eyes and fingers on Lenalee’s hip. “But down there, is no good. You are weak. Why are you so weak?”
Lenalee had looked down, unable to meet the blue eyes so near her, but found herself looking up again when the fingers of Cerise’s left hand gripped her chin and jerked her gaze up.
The French Exorcist was almost crawling over her, her right hand bracing itself on Lenalee’s hip. Her head tilted and her full lips moved.
“It is because you lack – ”
“Eep!” Lenalee squeaked when her dark eyes flicked past Cerise and beyond to the door. Puzzled, the older girl paused and turned to look over her shoulder.
There in the doorway to the room, Allen stood with grey eyes slightly widened yet not quite as surprised as one would expect. Opposite of him, Kanda stood stock still, and Lenalee assumed he was outraged from the grim line of his mouth and severe frown and incredulous eyes; but at what, she had no idea.
Between them, Lavi looked like he about to take a step backwards, his gaping mouth opening and closing like a fish and green eye looking like it would burst from his head. Eventually his gaze settled and a wide grin slowly took over face.
“Oh, uh, hey… don’t mind us.” He raised his hands in a double thumbs-up. “You girls just continue… whatever it is you’re doing. Right on.”
You can read the rest of my DGMeme series here.
:D Thank you comm for giving me the courage to write this!
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I say you make them kiss in front of Komui for great lulz or in front of Rhode for great rage! Lenalee is her doll, not Cerise's ;) :P
*hugs*
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I'm not sure how Komui would react to that. "Oh, my sweet Lenalee has found a playmate - hey. Hey! DDDDD:<"
:O
WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF THAT?! Yes! Every yuri threesome needs a loli!
*huggles* XD
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very upset because Lenalee is wearing his negligé without his permission (bad younger twin sister! Bad!)still "ZOMG! BEWBS ARE TOUCHING!" and about to win the Oscar for the best flag pole imitation ever.Allen and Lavi had to take him out of the room and explain him how babies are made with Lavi's My Little Pony collection.
Kanda is going to die as a virgin now :(
Give Allen a night after becoming legal and he will solve the issue though <3I'm flabbergasted (I used a big word! I deserve a cookie <3) that there are not many yuri fics of Rhode X Lenalee after the whole "You are my Barbie Girl, let me kill your Ken first and we can go to Malibu" issue. If Allen and Jean get age upgrades for fics, she certainly can get one too!
or a fake ID..., and the love between a Noah and an Exorcist is not such a bad thing.PS: Bak called. He emoed for a while because Lenalee picked Cerise over him
and I think I saw Fou transformed into a Cerise copy (more Yuri FTW!)no subject
PS: Kanda should be sent Bak since that about the closest to a dark-haired Asian beauty he can get xDDD
(Oh! And I accepted your gift most graciously! Seme!LenaleexUke!Kanda ftmfw!)
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and discover why my f-list calls me Mommy Jenova XD;O;! But I like my yaoi car! It's confy, pimped and can be seen from kilometers away! (As if you couldn't with Leverrier as a weepy uke chasing around a poor traumatized Link, Tiedoll with green leggins pretending to be Peter Pan to save Wendy!Sokaro from the claws of Captain Cross and Mrs Klaud Smith and the Earl doing a striptease! But of course, the greatest detail of all would be Kanda being Allen's uke and still having his princess like personality. That's like, I don't know, BLASPHEMY!!!).
The train is too fancy for them and doesn't reach Genland but it sometimes borderlines hentailand and fangirls are not too fond of that (Hetland, yes; hentailand, no). Also the Het boats are quite cheap and prolific lately.
It's a pity that in these industrial times of fast food and no time no one uses the gen bicycle either. You can see some pretty things while riding one of those XDDDDD
Bak x Kanda sounds very nice to me *has new OTP For Great Justice*. Let's add some Komui to have more Seme as a side dish and dinner is ready! <3
*hugs*
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She is definitely the starter of many things and no man should be left with her alone in a dark place XDDDD
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*wants to write a long ignored femmslash plotbunny now*
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Write it! Write it! (RAW RAW FIGHT ZA PAWAA!)