Search, Rescue, Destroy (MATURE)

[Mizuki]

She kissed him back, and then withdrew to smile at him. "I think it's my turn dear Nightblade." She pulled away from him slowly and pushed him back to the now warm ground. Brushing some of the dirt off her back, and removing the garment bundled at her hips, Mizuki straddled Soran's hips and grinned down at him. Her skin a warm orange glow in the firelight making her seem ereathral.

"I'll be gentle." she teased and lowered herself onto him.

[Soran Nightblade]

The rogue stared up at her in astonishment from his new position. He seemed undecided on what to think of this turn of events. Then her weight slipped down over him. His whole body locked up, somewhere between torture and ecstasy, as she moved. Jade eyes flickered to hers in the firelight as he cupped his hands around her hips and guided her, trying to slow her down.

[Mizuki]

She rocked her hips first fast and the slow. Going in a repetitive and tantalizing motion that was making her squirm above him. She fell forward onto her hands, putting her face close to his. While working the motions, Mizuki kissed him deeply and then moved to nibble his neck and ear. She was rising higher again in her ecstacy, and this time manged to not make the fire rise with her. She nibbled, kissed, panted, and kept moving. Low moans escaping past her lips.

[Soran Nightblade]

Soran tightened his grip on her hips and clenched his eyes in concentration, fighting a losing battle. When he felt her mouth and teeth work at his earlobe, he was out of tricks. A moan tore from his throat and he looked up at her in a needful warning.

[Mizuki]

She bit her lower lip provocatively, and smiled a nymph-like smile. Like she dared him to go over the edge before her. But the more she moved, the closer she was getting and the harder time she was having in concentrating on her strokes. She panted and gasped, trying not to scream. Mizuki buried her head between Soran's shoulder and neck. Her low, quiet moans now left to echo suggestively in his ears.

After a minute or two she started to beg release. "Please..."

[Soran Nightblade]

Her voice was like a trigger that spilled over into every nerve ending he had. He cried out sharply and then let the wave of sensation crush the air from his lungs. When he finally managed his way back to the surface, he was panting. The night was still cold, but he felt warm and pleasantly exhausted. The rogue moved a little to the side to make room for Mizuki next to him, and he pulled her into a close embrace. He left his pants discarded where they'd landed near the fire. With any luck, they'd be dry in the morning.

[Mizuki]

It was a chain reaction event. Her body shuddering atop him as she felt his release mingle with her own. She felt wonderful as her body slid to lay down next to Soran's. He felt sticky with sweat and she giggled, kissing his chest to taste the salt. "There are no words for how wonderful that was." Mizuki said after a moment of laying there with him.

[Soran Nightblade]

Filtered patterns of young sunlight played over the entrance to their flimsy shelter. It played out across Soran and Mizuki's entangled forms from between the cracks in the lean-to. The morning air was crisp and cold, the fire outside long extinguished. Soran's eyes opened, his senses returning to him all at once. He didn't panic, as he once would have, at the realization of the form beside him. She was safety now, like an extension of him. His arms flexed protectively a little tighter around her form as he took note of how cold it was. It would be an interesting day. He looked over at his sleeping lover's face. She looked like an angel, albeit a very cold one. He slowly craned his stiff neck to kiss her eyelashes.

[Mizuki]

Mizuki smiled sleepily and fluttered her eyes open. She looked at Soran and her smiled grew. "I have good news." She whispered, still a little drowsy but very content.

[Soran Nightblade]

Soran pushed himself up on one elbow, surprised to notice that his body felt unnaturally tired. He ignored the feeling and focused on being confused by Mizuki's statement. "News?" he asked her blankly.

[Mizuki]

She smiled and nodded. "My mother. Blade and Rai are safe with her. They will be sending a rescue party for us by the end of the day... today." She felt good knowing she can recieve messages like this again. When she was unable, she felt anxious.

[Soran Nightblade]

The rogue narrowed his eyes in confusion, trying to resolve his innate skepticism that she could not possibly know such things with his knowledge that her powers might in fact make it possible. The thought that Rai and Blade were safe sent a tingling sense of cautious relief down his spine. "You're sure?" he asked her. He hadn't even tried yet to accept the concept that a team was coming to pick them up. One impossibility at a time.

[Mizuki]

She sighed and sat up, smiling into the sunlight. "My mother had barriers put around the town against Arken. Trust me, love, they are safe." She wasn't sure if she should tell him the second part. One part where it'll be Dark Angels picking them up. She wasn't sure if she was okay with it either. The memories of her time there... she preffered not to remember. She gave them credit for changing, but it'll never erase the scars.