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The sound of Ren’s moans fill the air as Goro fights the urge to reach for a cigarette, feigning a somewhat aroused look.
“‘m so Close, so close, Goro, ah…” Ren sucks in air through her teeth as she continues riding a disinterested Akechi’s thigh, speeding up desperately.
“Ngh, I love you… so muc- ah!” Ren whines and throws her head back, panting heavily while slack-mouthed as she brings it down, drooling on herself and Goro’s thigh. The woman below her maintains an unimpressed face as she brings the saliva from both areas to her mouth with her thumb. Her grinding becomes less energetic, slowing down to a complete stop just before she squeezes her legs around Goro’s.
The black-haired girl wraps her arms around Akechi and smiles, delicately kissing her lower face and ending on her lips; pulling on her upper lip with her teeth ever-so-slightly. Ren wearily lays down next to Goro, sighing and cuddling her tightly, so tightly you could say it was out of fear of the other girl leaving her; wrapping her arms around her slim figure and intertwining their legs.
Ren smiles up at Goro. “Was it good, baby?”
“The best. You’re always so good for me.” Goro returns lifelessly.
Ren brushes off the fact that she’s heard that statement twisted and reverberated differently thousands of times after they’ve had sex. She’s warm and her lover is tangled in her arms, and she will never let her go.
“I love you, Akechi Goro.”
Goro rigidly sits up and reaches for a cigarette and lighter, sparking it effortlessly while ignoring the slight but ever-present resistance from Ren at letting her out of her arms. She hoped the tobacco and whatever cancer laid wrapped in the paper had been laced with napalm and it exploded, slowly killing her in a burst of flames while embraced by Ren; the girl she now held in her arm pretending not to notice as their skin melts and the fire eats its way to their flesh, incinerating both of them. As she always does.
She takes a slow drag and exhales as the smoke breathes life into her. She puts on a mask made of plasticine, and smiles. She hates it; it makes her want to rip her face off and scream. She wants to be her real self around Ren always, but she knows it would break the both of them. Forcing the both to vomit up words they’d been keeping down. She pictures herself looking wearily at Ren as the shorter girl’s face is frozen in disbelief, both their mouths wrung taut.
“And I love you, Amamiya Ren. Goodnight.” Goro watches as the words leave her own mouth as a murmur. As she moves to kiss her forehead.
Ren grins wildly and quickly rises up; nearly pouncing on her lover to kiss her deeply, ignoring the bitter taste of tobacco as she settles her stretched-out arms on Goro’s shoulders, contentedly crossing her fingers and letting out a pleased hum.
“Goodnight, princess.” She hums as she slinks back down onto the bed, waiting for Goro to follow suit.
The brunette deeply inhales and snuffs her cigarette out on the ashtray, the new clump of grey sickness joining several others. She taps it lightly on the edge as she leaves it lazily by the side, feeling increasingly more sleepy as she slowly follows suit to Amamiya, allowing herself to be wrapped in Ren’s warm, strong, slender, graceful arms. The girl beneath her falls asleep silently, looking doll-like.
Goro stays awake for a few minutes, stubbornly fighting off sleep and the amorous dreams of an impossible timeline that come with it. This is it. She drearily thinks. She’ll be here forever, in Ren’s embrace forever. Like two scared animals, sticking with each other out of the pathetic, desperate desire to fill the holes in their hearts. While she’s thinking of this, Ren nuzzles her head further into her chest and smiles; seemingly having a very pleasant dream. Goro’s heart twists at her peaceful face. Could the desire be described solely as pathetic?
As she slowly nods off, she ponders if it’d really be that bad to live her entire life like this. Her eyes flutter shut as her mind empties; finally succumbing to Ren’s warm, safe hold.