Chapter Text
“Ha!” splinters of wood flies to different directions as Ei effortlessly swings down the splitting axe. The early beam of the sun gives a soft and dew-covered appearance to the tranquil farm, the chilly winter breeze rustles the leaves and makes the surrounding animals bury deep in their burrows but one of the owners remain unfazed by the weather and is already hard at work with the firewood, cleaving logs of wood into four pieces.
She picks up another heavy log and places it to the stump, satisfied in its placement she raises the axe above her head for one clean swing.
Ba-thump
Crack!
Ei flinches to the sound and surveys the split wood, the stump, and the splitting axe deeply embedded to the ground. She groans in displeasure at having to replace the stump and pulls out the axe, dragging with it clumps of soil and grass.
Ba-thump
Her head snaps to the direction of the house, pupils turning into slits and an involuntary growl rip free from her throat. The once peaceful scenery becomes chokingly thick with intensity, even the wind stops carrying its chilly breeze and the house in the distance becomes all too much foreboding.
The house-! Miko!
Zap!
In a flash, Ei is gone, and a broken axe falls freely on the spot she once stood.
The cloying feeling slams Ei in the face when she steps out of the portal, almost making her stumble with the intensity inside the house. She pushes past the hazy thoughts and makes her way to their bedroom, sliding the door too forcefully, but she doesn’t pay it any attention as she looks at the figure in the room.
Nine tails weave like vipers ready to strike and the slouched owner being enclosed with the tails’ protection. The opening of the door doesn’t even stir up a reaction from the occupant of the room. Ei tries to swallow past the saccharine scent and wills her muscles to move.
“Miko?”
The figure moves to the sound and snarls at the woman standing on the door, the tails fuzz out and flick more in consistency.
A dominant stance.
“It’s me – Ei-!” in the blink of an eye, Yae throws an electro orb towards her, with quick reflexes Ei negates the attack with her hand. A warning shot. The hand that took the orb however, aches with pain, but she didn’t get a chance to check the damage when she spots nine similar orbs floating on each tail. Understanding that talking won’t snap her beloved from the haze of her heat, Ei tries to take in a deep breath despite the heady scent and closes her eyes.
Forgive me, Miko.
The Eye of Stormy Judgement and Chakra Desiderata appears behind Ei, along with horns that’s dyed blood red emerging behind her now glowing violet bangs. When she opens her eyes, they glow a vibrant purple. She takes a step towards the woman and receives a snarl, but she didn’t attack with the orbs still floating ominously each tail. Ei bares her teeth, her canines elongated similar to a snake, and snarls aggressively to the woman in bed.
Yae’s ears press closer to her head, the orbs flicker until they vanish but the tails continue to sway threateningly. She looks at Ei in a new light and slightly tilts her head to the side, curious. Ei takes another step until she’s in the foot of the bed, she holds her head high and looks down at Yae. By then, Yae’s tails is swaying languidly behind her, she sniffs the air and crawls towards Ei on her hands and knees.
Once close enough, Yae rises on her knees and cautiously scents her. Yae’s eyes slowly close and she takes a deeper whiff of Ei, seemingly liking what she finds her numerous tails start to form an upside down ‘U’ shape. Her eyes open to reveal dilated pupils, she comes closer to Ei and nuzzles up to her, a satisfied purr emanates from the vixen. Ei internally sighs a breath of relief and gives out her own deeper purr to Yae, nuzzling her neck as she finally holds her wife.
“E-Ei?”
“Miko!” she hurriedly holds Yae’s face and press their foreheads together, relief floods her veins knowing that Yae is back to herself.
“What happened? Why are you transformed-” she gasps as she takes Ei’s injured hand into her own, understanding dawns on Yae as tears well up on her shinny purple eyes.
“Hey, look at me.” Ei says softly accompanying it with a kiss on both her wife’s cheeks. Yae sniffles but looks up to her, still cradling the injured hand.
“I’ll heal, it’s slow-I know but we both know I’ve taken worse hits than this.” She uses her other hand to wipe a stray tear on Yae’s cheek and let’s her hand cares the spot softly.
“But I’ve hurt you-! This is diff-”
“As I’ve done so in the past. It may not be physical, but I know I left lingering scars, Miko.” She frees her now healed hand and embraces her wife, old feelings resurface, asking for forgiveness with something that cannot be undone so easily. “I’m sorry but this is a small price I’m willing to live with, to be with you.”
“What if I end up doing worse than this?” Yae says as she clings to Ei’s clothes, her tails cocooning them both, whether to protect or to bring them closer is lost to them.
“Then I’ll save you like how you saved me, and I’ll stay as long as you’ll have me.” She kisses the crown of her head, a repeated promise on the list of other things they’ve vowed with each other under a sparkling night.
“You old sap-!” a whine has Yae cut short as she falls on Ei’s arms, pain shoots thru her system and has her gripping too tightly on Ei’s back and tearing the shirt in the process. Ei groans as she feels the sharp nails of Yae leave unquestionable lines behind her back.
Right, her heat.
She sets of a deep rumbling purr that effectively makes Yae pliant to her touch and proceeds to move them up the bed, “Ei-!” whimpers Yae as her wife straddles her hips, effectively pinning her down. Ei removes the already torn article of clothing she’s been wearing and throws it to the side. Yae’s mouth waters at the sight, eyes roam every single memorised detail before landing to Ei’s dilated eyes.
“Please- I need you.” She bucks her hips for emphasis.
“Is that purely the heat talking?” she asks as she collects her wrists in one hand and holds it down.
“Wh-what-! Ei!” she scoffs in disbelief.
“I need your explicit consent, Miko. Please.” Seeing the seriousness on Ei’s face, she contemplates whether to just bite Ei out of frustration or to give her wife what she asks for.
Such a lovable dork.
“Then please take care of me, Ei.” Ei beams down at her and rewards her by leaning down and baring her own neck to Yae. She laps at the offering and bites down; the burst of iron and the scent of her mate has her moaning as Ei groans beside her sensitive ear.
She licks the ‘love bite’ she inflicted on her wife and purrs when Ei noses her jaw and licks the column of her throat, the ghost of Ei’s fangs has her craning her neck, presenting, to the only woman she’ll ever submit.
Ei looks at the sleeping woman beside her before planting a kiss on Yae’s forehead and moves to get out the bed.
“Where are you going?” a warm and very naked body drapes itself to her back, making Ei blush at the feeling. Yae snickers behind her flustered wife, purring as she kisses the marks she left on Ei’s shoulder, “You act like it’s our first night together, dear.”
“Good morning, Miko.” Ei says, still flustered, as she encloses herself on her wife’s arms, only to wince at the pain on her back.
Miko moves back to inspect Ei’s chiselled back, in her haste to press herself on Ei, she fails to notice the numerous crisscross lines decorating Ei’s back, the lines on her shoulder blades looks much deeper than the rest. She blushes as she remembers the heated session that led to the wounds and a responding bite mark left on her neck by Ei.
Ei turns around when the silence persisted, only to see Yae touching a particular wound on her neck, “Are you okay? Does it still hurt? I’m so-” she scrambles closer to Yae and inspects the wound, but she’s interrupted when Yae presses a finger on her lips and nestles closer on her chest. “Don’t apologise for something I’ve given you consent to do, besides,” she cares her tender wound and smiles, “I like it.” She buries her face on Ei’s chest to hide her reddening cheeks.
Ei smiles to the woman on her arms, butterflies flutter on her stomach as she wraps her arms on her wife, mindful of the tender bruises they both wear.
Growl.
An embarrassing loud sound shatters the sweet moment and has the culprit wishing for the ground to swallow her whole. Yae breaks out laughing, tears threatening to fall with the silly situation.
”Let’s get you real food, my dear wife.” She kisses Ei on the lips and rises out of the bed stretching her limbs and sashays her naked self to the unhinged door but not without caressing Ei on the face with her tails. She hears Ei stammer and scramble behind her, cackling as she goes to the kitchen.
Sore legs be damned.