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No Innocence

"I'll ask you again -- will you stay?" Rondo Mina Sahaku questioned, watching Gai Murakumo as he glanced back at her.

"No."

"What if I try to keep you?"

"Then we'll really fight," Gai replied. Yet he hadn't taken another step away.

"How about for just a few minutes longer?" Mina asked, smiling softly.

Gai simply watched her, apparently appraising, until Mina reached a hand out to beckon him back closer.

"My second, Elijah..."

"Busy," Mina noted. 'Taking care of my boys. You have time."

"The mission..."

"Is to see what sort of person I am," Mina supplied.

Mina almost thought Gai was going to smile as he nodded and started back toward her. She rose, smiling, and pulled him close, bringing ruby red lips to one of the marks she'd left on his neck moments before. It earned her an interesting little noise and she reached to undo his jacket.

"Why?" Gai asked her, his own hands busy with her shirt.

Mina just chuckled and reached to remove a few other things - weapons, first, carefully set aside... She reached up to pull away those curious orange sunglasses - she'd already seen his dazzling blue eyes beneath - but one of Gai's hands quickly closed over her own and guided it away and down... Down.

Mina smiled.

She let him keep the jacket on, but undone, careful as she stroked her fingers over still-angry scars. Gai wasn't quite as lenient, and Mina helped him with her own clothing until she was fully nude.

Gai's hands trailed over the whole of her body, warm against her pale skin and rosy nipples. One of her own hands was down stroking his erection again and just as Gai reached between her legs, Mina stepped back.

"A little more comfortable," she noted as she reclined on the balcony's sofa. She spread her legs, inviting. There was no innocence in her smile.

She gasped as he pressed a pair of fingers into her, almost masking the approving little noise he made at the wetness he found.

"Go on," Mina told him. She reached again for those sunglasses, but again failed as he shifted to slip between her legs. Instead, she let her fingers trail over his erection, gathering fluid from the tip and bringing it to her mouth to purposefully lick away.

"Next time, I want to have the time to taste you," she told him, running her tongue over her lips.

"Next time?" Gai inquired.

But Mina only smiled and reached to guide him closer. She could feel the press of him against her and this time, Gai took the initiative to move. They both gasped, though Mina also followed with a low, throaty moan. Neither moved for a moment, until Gai finally arched a bit, pulling back and then thrusting in even deeper. Mina smiled, her body awash with pleasure.

It didn't take Gai long to find a rhythm, and once he did, he reached between them to echo his movements with his thumb over Mina's clit. Mina closed her eyes and arched a bit, attempting to get some leverage to press back into each movement.

The song that had been playing ended, so that the only sounds were those of their bodies meeting, aside from stray moans and gasps. Even as she came, Mina's voice was not loud enough to echo. She managed Gai's name, though moments later as he found his own release, he simply gave a last few rapid thrusts and closed his eyes.

They stared at each other for a few seconds, before Gai drew back and reached for his discarded clothing. Mina watched him dress, not saying anything or bothering to hide her nudity.

"What kind of person am I?" she finally questioned.

"Someone I'm sure I'll cross paths with again," Gai replied as he fastened his pants.

Mina chuckled.

Suddenly, a young, worried voice echoed through the factory.

"Gai?"

"Your second," Mina commented softly.

Gai looked from where Elijah's voice had come from, then to Mina.

"Elijah," he called in return. "Stay where you are. I'll come get you. We're done here."

Finally, Mina reached for her own clothing.

"I should go to my boys," she said.

Gai nodded before turning to go.

Mina smiled. And then returned to dressing. Her boys needed her far more than anything - far above her desire to stay reclining for just a few moments longer.