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The call had been unexpected. Not that V didn't get calls from people she didn't know for things that sounded like complete scams but none of the other calls had sounded so robotic and none had said they had a way to solve her little Relic issue; only people who knew about it called with potential solutions but those were always busts.
Johnny had been right in not liking the situation but his opinions didn't really matter to V unless he actually gave good advice. Maybe she should've listened to his advice this time but...
She didn't.
So Mi was lying in bed, face down so her chrome could cool down without causing heat damage to V's duvet. Maybe it had been a bad idea to have gone with her after the whole betraying Reed and Alex thing; in all honesty, Songbird's plan of splitting up had been sound but V never liked leaving vulnerable people up to pure luck.
"Are you sure this chick's worth it?" Johnny materialised his glitchy ass into the scene, leaning against the wall next to the bed - looking at So Mi as if she was some kind of virus ready to end them all.
She kind of was, though. With the whole Blackwall AI's spiel and what-not.
Could've been worse, though. The best 'runner currently alive could've gone cyberpsycho; that would've really doomed the world.
Virami shrugged at Johnny's question, moving to sit beside Song on the bed; earning a little groan from the poor woman.
Johnny sighed at the sight of V reaching out to move So Mi's hair out of her face - the touch tender, slow, and more than platonic in nature.
"I cannot believe you let her kiss us." Johnny grumbled, as if he wasn't impressed that V had even managed to get the most dangerous person besides Adam Smasher to like her.
"She's burning up." V thought, only for Johnny to hear. Only Johnny ever heard her, anyway. And So Mi, but that had been a different story altogether. "Also, stop whining."
"Just can't believe she likes your mute ass." he smirked, "I mean, could've been into anyone and she chose a dumb merc to make out with."
"Piss off." V rolled her eyes at Johnny's very characteristic insults, returning her attention to So Mi, who seemed to have gained the energy to open her eyes.
"Ugh... what time is it?" she mumbled, reaching up to guide V's hand from her hair to her cheek instead.
V raised a brow at the question, unsure of what she should even do to answer. Sure, lots of people have asked her dumb questions before but she sometimes wished they wouldn't forget her condition so easily.
"Oh, right." So Mi sighed at the realisation that V couldn't exactly provide her with the answer, "You'd think they would've made a device for it by now." she snorted.
Virami couldn't help but smile at that since they had, in fact, made a device for it; she just didn't want to use it. Her mutism made her unique and she thought it also added to her flair -- most people didn't share her thoughts, though. She leaned down to press a quick kiss against So Mi's forehead only to be pulled down next to the woman through sheer force.
Man, were those arms strong.
They were entirely chrome, but still.
"Maybe I should use the Relic again so we can talk..." So Mi murmured, her muddy brown eyes staring right back into V's own.
V, however, didn't like the idea in the slightest; not when the Blackwall was involved. She shook her head at the mere thought of So Mi using the Blackwall again just for a damn chat and reached out to cover the 'runner's mouth with her hand.
So Mi laughed at V's reaction, pressing a light kiss to the merc's palm in response. Words weren't needed, not when Song was looking at her like that.
That kiss to her palm slowly evolved into multiple little kisses to her wrist, then back to her knuckles, then to V's forearm which was now held by gentle carbon black chrome; she held eye contact the entire time.
Virami felt oddly nervous about the situation. Sure, the two had made out once before and physical contact had been a very large part of their relationship ever since she'd actually met Song in realspace but this was different; it wasn't something desperate, a desire that could only be fulfilled in the nick of time, no. It was something slow and drawn out, not rushed in the slightest because they had time to spare.
For once, the clock wasn't against them.
They had to take advantage of today, 'cause it might not happen again.
The merc's breath hitched at the little bite So Mi provided her forearm with before frowning at the sight of amusement on the 'runner's face.
"Didn't expect it?" she teased, earning a huff from the annoyed merc. "Come on, gotta admit, it was funny."
V slid her arm out of So Mi's grip with a roll of the eyes before leaning in and pressing a quick kiss to her jawline; which earned her a little pleased hum in response.
"You missed..." So Mi pointed out, fingers sliding beneath V's chin to guide her lips up to her own, "Target's right here."
Virami wasn't sure if she should've liked that as much as she did but she did and she wasn't ashamed about it. She followed So Mi's instructions, pressing her lips against hers in such a way that she was making the kiss torturously slow; enough that So Mi was making her frustration known at the lack of build up.
She just kept the kiss slow, though, mostly by pulling away when So Mi tried to make it go faster. V didn't care if So Mi was frustrated, she actually enjoyed upsetting the other woman -- it was funny.
Until So Mi pushed V away with a huff at the third time she'd pulled away in order to keep the kiss on her terms, her eyes narrowed at the merc's behaviour. "Are you trying to fuck with me?" she grumbled, irritation clearly intensifying at V's smirk.
It shouldn't have happened like this. Not really. The two were supposed to split after escaping but they didn't and So Mi hadn't been too fond of remaining together at that time.
Now the 'runner was acting like she loved it; loved her.
"Finally, you're realizing it!" Johnny materialised his glitchy ass once more - this time behind So Mi - with triumph. "She's using you. It's clear as day."
Virami decided to tune Johnny out of her mind, to instead have a little experiment with the woman who had clearly been trained in seduction--like, seriously, who'd act so natural when Kurt motherfucking Hansen grabbed their ass? Only someone who's been trained to harness such a skill.
The merc reached out, placing her hand against So Mi's cheek and allowing her thumb to trace the other woman's cyberware - touch slow and deliberate.
Did V know how to test a seductress? No. Was she about to wing it? Of course.
Besides she had the element of surprise. Her mutism might prove useful for once since it made that much harder to read her intentions - as well as her usual deadpan.
So Mi leaned into the touch, just for a moment, before relaxing again; straightening herself up as if she'd done something embarrassing. At least, that's what V could deduce from her microexpressions -- thank fuck she was good at reading people, it was her only skill, really.
That and shooting peeps.
"You know... we only really have this one night..." So Mi murmured, reaching out to rest her hand on Virami's forearm to essentially keep her hand there. "I'd hate to waste it."
Oh.
Oh.
Wait...
Okay, in the grand scheme of things, did Virami truly care if she was being duped?
"Oh my god you're fuckin' useless!" Johnny whined from the back before disappearing back into nothingness; sometimes V forgot he could hear her damn thoughts even if she wasn't actively speaking with him.
V raised a brow at the woman in front of her who seemed increasingly nervous as the silence streched on. Probably because V was staring but what else could she really do?
Well, a lot of things, but that was besides the point.
"Uhm..." So Mi swallowed, "You know what? Nevermind."
That made V smile, laugh a little, too. It was rather impressive how So Mi could oscillate between confident to a total mess so quickly.
She could fix that, though. Could fix the awkward moments with just...
Virami's thumb shifted, caressing soft skin as it reached the plump target that were So Mi's lips. She pressed against them just a little before shifting her hand under So Mi' chin. She was hot - as in, really warm, but both definitions applied to the 'runner. - and V wasn't sure if that was her cyberware giving out or So Mi just being a mess.
She leaned in, felt So Mi's breath hitch as she pressed her lips against hers once more, simply swallowed the sound that escaped in return; she wasn't torturing the other woman anymore and damn did So Mi seem thankful for it.
She felt Songbird lean in more, press against her, swipe at the seam of her lips to get a better taste -- shift her hands to slide under the fabric of V's shirt, carbon black chrome with rubber pads instead of fingertips feeling up the skin of Virami's stomach.
The woman had no damn patience left.
And yet, the kiss was so soft. So wickedly gentle. Like a long awaited embrace by someone who'd been deeply hurt by the world.
Weren't they both?
Maybe tonight they could forget about it. Get lost in each other. Find love for just a few hours.
Maybe then, the load would feel lesser.
Maybe then, they'd both be ready to either win it all or lose everything.
Maybe then, one of them could make it.
Shirts discarded to the floor, lips occupied with taking it all, Virami tracing the yellow wires that spanned up the lenght of So Mi's arms while the other woman was focused on pulling the most obscene sounds out of her; by all means necessary -- especially by using her teeth.
And fuck, they were sharp.
Was she going to give her marks?
The mere thought made Virami roll her eyes, almost forgetting about the hands that were so incredibly focused on feeling every single part of the merc; even if So Mi couldn't feel anything...
At least V could.
Johnny decided to close his eyes and plug his ears when Virami's bra joined their shirts on the floor.
The night was longer than it should've been, and he witnessed more than he'd like to tell.
Mostly because it wasn't his place to tell.