Paradox

Paradox

Don't own Bleach, or Soi Fong and Yoruichi would be makin' sweet love down by the fire.

The black cat hopped from the last branch of the ambling tree and onto the wooden landing with the effort of a child playing hopscotch. Even in her cat form Yoruichi still maintained a grace that belied her playful nature; though she had long abandoned her title as a princess she still carried herself as such. With no thought she headed for the alley where no Shinigami ever seemed to pass, then along the second path to the left and into the Second Division's living quarters. From there she slipped through a broken tatami in the first suite she came upon, through the maze of woodens stilts that supported the building and in no time at all came upon the apartment for the Second Division's Captain.

Her palace had been at least three times bigger than this but she had to admit it was impressive all the same; more than enough room to house a dozen people, as if the architects had intended the Captains to hold parties with each other on a regular basis. Yoruichi hopped onto the wisteria winding its way along the nearest wall, like always, and followed the path of the branches to where they hung over the balcony. With a flourish she jumped off and landed gracefully on her feet, then used her head to push open the shoji nearby.

Despite the occasional quirks of the trip Yoruichi let out a sigh, turning back into her human form in a flash of smoke once she had shut the door. It had been so thrilling, erotic even, to rendevous with Soi Fong like this the first time, but over three months of this pattern had made the experience wear on her slightly. It was always like this-- sneak over, talk for a few minutes to delay the inevitable, maybe get a drink in before they started screwing, eat a quick breakfast and then part ways until Soi had her schedule open enough for them to meet again. She hated herself for what she was thinking, getting almost...bored...of Soi in spite of the fact that SHE had hurt the poor girl in the first place. She did care about her, but she couldn't help that she was like this; even the slightest bit of ennui made her antsy, eager to get away. That was why she'd left Soul Society in the first place, after all. The Shihouin woman shook the thought away as she glanced around the room, finding a spare white yukata and ponytail band lying folded neatly on an armchair by the door on the left.

Like always, Yoruichi thought wryly as yet another bit of their routine jumped up and hit her in the face. She felt tired of this; the passion was cooling between them and as much as she hated to admit it Soi wasn't doing much to aid it. She was so...submissive...that it almost disgusted her, or it would have more if it wasn't her Little Bee. She picked up the robe and shook it open, her gaze wandering as a slip of paper fluttered out of the sleeve and onto the ground nearby.

Huh?

She stared at the paper curiously before she picked it up and, finding nothing on its surface turned it over to discover a note addressed to her.

Yoruichi--

Please wait for a few minutes when you come in. Dinner should be ready by then.

The former leader of the Correction Corps did a double-take, then carefully read the note again.

Dinner? Since when does Soi cook? And she didn't write 'sama' like she always does...

While she was certain that the results couldn't be that appealing, she had to admit that she was starving and that the thought of her Little Bee behind a kitchen stove with a frilly apron on amused her. After a few minutes of tapping her foot she slid open the door and gasped.

This COULDN'T be Soi's apartment, she was certain of that. The windows were shut and the electric lights had been lowered to a soft glow; flowers of assorted colors were stuffed into nearly every open corner of the room and adorned in a vase on the small table in the room's center; a small tray of insense was burning on the floor nearby, filling the room with the subtle yet distinct musk of sandalwood. She had walked up to the nearest bouquet as she tied her obi around her back and was about to examine one of the lilies when someone spoke behind her.

"...Hello, Yoruichi."

The dark woman turned around and blinked, confused, as she looked at Soi Fong, leaning against the doorway to the dining room. It was the tone of her voice that had made her surprised enough to turn around-- libidious and erotic, but that wasn't like Soi at all. She was still trying to wrap this bizarre string of events around her head when Soi walked up to her in a matching black yukata, mystifying Yoruichi again as the Captain strode forward with an air that was almost...well...authoritative. Confident.

What the hell's going on here?

"...Right on time, as usual," the petite woman said warmly as she smiled at her lover. "I just finished dinner-- come inside."

"S-sure," Yoruichi said with her trademark smirk, barely covering up the blank expression that had appeared when Soi had gently but forcefully placed a hand on the small of her back, guiding her along. "...Hey, Soi, what's with the flowers and crap? Ya sellin' out your room as a tea shop or something?" As always, Soi didn't laugh when she teased her but instead of huffing adorably she only smiled, sending a ripple through the older woman that was both surprise and fascination at once.

"Of course not, Yoruichi," the girl said evenly. "...They're for you." Yoruichi had been assuring herself that she'd be in for no other surprises tonight when she suddenly stopped walking, staring at Soi in utter disbelief.

"...Huh? But I don't need anything like th--"

"Are you saying that you don't deserve the best...Yoruichi?" The former Commander stared as her lover smiled again, but this time she felt the heat of Soi's dark eyes on her, the implications of her grin and the narrowing of her eyelids that made her suddenly dizzy.

Wait, ME dizzy? Since when had anyone been able to get a reaction like THAT out of her with just a smile?

"So no objections then? Very good," Soi said in that sensual whisper again, the slight lustre to her voice sending a slight shiver down Yoruichi's spine against her will. "...The food's getting cold."

"Mmm..." Yoruichi mumbled happily as she gobbled up her twelfth plate of teriyaki stir-fry, grabbing at her seventeenth bowl of rice so that she could get a taste of both in one bite. "...This is great, Soi! Why didn't you tell me that you could cook?" Soi leaned over from her position beside Yoruichi at the table and spoke.

"...There are some things you don't know about me, Yoruichi." The Shihouin woman flinched as THAT tone crept back into Soi Fong's voice. This all felt very strange-- They never ate together like this and it should have been easy, pleasant, DULL even, but the way Soi kept staring at her, wearing that strangely confident smile and raking her up and down with those dark eyes...it felt strange but inexplicably aroused her at the same time, though her experience told her it shouldn't have.

"Ahh..." Soi complained suddenly as she almost comically fanned herself with her hand.

"Hm? Somethin' wrong, Soi?" Yoruichi managed as she gulped down a mouthful of tea.

"No...I'm just..." the girl answered coyly as she smoothly lowered her hand to the knot in her obi and unfurled it with a single motion. "...getting really hot..."

Yoruichi stared, wide-eyed, as Soi tossed the sash aside and parted the opening of her robe, revealing her bare stomach and something she never thought she'd ever see her former pupil wear.

"That's better," Soi said innocently, her smile widening slightly when she saw Yoruichi lose her grip on her chopsticks out of the corner of her eye. "...Must be all the humidity, don't you think, Yoruichi?"

"Y-yeah...humidity..." Yoruichi mumbled as she dragged her eyes away from the girl's slightly exposed body. What was wrong with her? She'd seen Soi NAKED before...slept with her, for God's sake! Just seeing her in...that...shouldn't have even aroused her but something about the atmosphere, about Soi's demeanor was driving her wild, making her heart pound as she squirmed uncomfortably on her cushion.

"Oh, by the way..." Soi said casually, but with that decidedly erotic tone still playing on her voice, "...I was in the human world with Matsumoto-chan the other day and she suggested I get this..." Yoruichi had to make an effort to swallow the croquette she had in her mouth, since her jaw had dropped so low chewing became impossible. Soi had slid off the yukata so fluidly and beautifully that she couldn't look away, yet the shock of seeing her half-naked still seemed unreal. Was Soi trying to...seduce her? She couldn't be-- she'd never have the nerve to do something like that, but if she was, then...she had to admit... she was definitely very good at it. "She said some lingerie might suit me, but I don't know... what do you think, Yoruichi?"

"Uh..." Yoruichi fumbled as she tried to keep her eyes off the girl, not sure if she could give an answer without ravishing her right on the spot, food be damned. "...It's...okay..."

What the hell's wrong with you?! It's just Soi, for God's sake! She's just acting...

"Oh, are you sure?" Soi asked in feigned disbelief. "...I thought it was just a little too revealing up here..." The Captain then cupped her slight breasts, pushing up her cleavage just enough that she had to hide a wicked smile when Yoruichi's face turned a completely uncharacteristic scarlet.

Just acting... so goddamn sexy...

"Uh...I gotta, um...bathroom..." Yoruichi tried to say coherently but cursed herself for going to pieces so easily, knocking over her tea cup and half the dishes as she stumbled over the table on her way out.

"...Take your time..." the younger girl responded innocently, watching with a smile as Yoruichi headed off like she was on fire.

As soon as she saw the small tiled washroom Yoruichi dashed for it, shutting the door behind her and slipping her hand down her robe to find her lower lips already wet. She moaned softly as she worked her hardened nub with her thumb and forefinger, moving them occasionally to her sex and caressing the damp folds, Soi firmly in her mind as she pleasured herself. She hadn't realized that her protege could be so...exciting, that she could turn her on so much she wouldn't be able to wait. The truth was that the lingerie suited her very well...too well, in fact. Just the sight of Soi Fong in that corset-like bustier and a scandalously low black thong, both of which were made of a frillly, lacelike material that left little to the imagination made Yoruichi want to jump her, screw her five ways from Sunday and leave her begging for more. She was so busy imagining Soi as she touched herself that she didn't realize the real thing had come through the door until she felt a pair of hands slide around her waist.

"S-Soi?!" Yoruichi nearly screamed as she came back to reality, pulling her fingers out of herself to allay suspicion even though they were already soaked in a thin coat of her honey. "Y-you shouldn't be just coming in on s-someone like th--" She was silenced as Soi slid a finger into her snatch, the sentence disappearing into a gasp as she arched against the slightly shorter girl.

"...If you really wanted to keep someone out you should have locked the door, Yoruichi," Soi whispered seductively as she pushed her appendage in further, making Yoruichi close her eyes with mouth wide open in obvious pleasure. The Shihouin woman managed to catch her breath when the Captain pulled her finger out, then licked her lips in anticipation before taking it into her mouth and sucking it up to the knuckle. "So good, and so wet already..." Soi licked a stray drop off her lips with run of the tongue, and to her delight a slight puddle of desire was forming beneath the hem of Yoruichi's yukata right below where her crotch was. Yoruichi tried to get her brain to function, to move, but she was backed up against the wall and Soi was blocking her escape--not that she wanted to get away, of course, it was just that this felt a little strange to the experienced woman. SHE was always the one on top, the one who always had Soi wrapped around her finger, who had never been so aroused by a lover's mere additude.

"...I was going to wait a little longer," Soi whispered into Yoruichi's ear, making the older woman actually shudder with anticipation, "...But you've never been much of one for patience, have you, Yoruichi?" The former Commander was still trying to get her desire under control when Soi grabbed the back of her head and pulled Yoruichi down, meeting her halfway with a deep kiss. She hungrily returned the gesture as she dueled Soi's tongue with her own, trying to gain a foothold on her reeling senses but being foiled again by Soi as she felt that wriggling finger in her again, making her moan into the kiss and rest her hands on Soi's shoulders to support her weight. The Captain moved her index finger slowly, massaging the walls of Yoruichi's hole while the Goddess broke the kiss to let out a soft, low moan.

"...Just...just a little...more..." Yoruichi implored as she felt herself being pushed to the brink, desire overwhelming her sense of control. But without warning Soi ended the foreplay, pushing Yoruichi so that her face was shoved against the nearby wall, back facing the Captain. Yoruichi blinked, wide-eyed, then turned to Soi with a face flushed in lust. "Soi...don't stop... please..." She didn't care what she'd done when she saw the girl lean in, her expression almost tauntingly victorious but losing none of its eroticism.

"...Did I just hear the great Yoruichi-sama beg? And for me, her simple Little Bee?" Yoruichi caught the slight contempt with which Soi had said her old nickname, felt the slight shame of actually being driven to the point of pleading, but the truth was she was so aroused now that she didn't care. How could she have ever imagined wanting to leave Soi, when she remembered now what it was that had attracted her to the girl in the first place? Even when she was young she had felt the strength radiating from the girl, hidden behind her shyness. Now though, in those years apart that strength was finally being displayed in a situation other than life and death, other than the battlefield. When Yoruichi didn't answer Soi gently raised her knee beneath the bottom of Yoruichi's robe, stopping it between her legs when the older woman buckled her head back, biting her lip to restrain a howl of desire. "...Do you want me to fuck you, Yoruichi?"

Oh, God YES, Yoruichi's mind gasped as she panted weakly, but her body was still blindly trying to act like it was in control even though she felt even wetter as Soi's knee grinded against her sex. "...I want to hear you say it," the girl whispered as she slid a hand into the front of her former master's yukata and pinched an almost painfully erect nipple. That was more than enough to make Yoruichi cry out.

"Oh, God...Oh, God..." Yoruichi moaned as she finally acquiesced, leaning against the wall and jutting her hips out to the girl. "...Fuck me, Soi...Please..." As if she'd said the password for a magic door the obi of her robe came undone with a single movement and she felt soft lips tickling the ridges of her now bare back. Yoruichi shuddered as Soi pressed a line of strong kisses up her back, disappointment that she wasn't going to immediately satisfy her melting away as the girl cupped her buttocks and massaged them with a degree of force that was just enough to make her sweat. The taste of the salty drops now on her lover's skin only seemed to arouse Soi more, since her hands made a journey up to Yoruichi's ample breasts, concealed from sight by facing the wall, and if possible the former Commander moaned louder as the ghost of her subordinate's fingertips left goosebumps in their wake. Soi then began to contort the older woman's darkened globes with her palms, being careful to make sure she was extra rough with the sensitive areola.

Had Soi always been like this, Yoruichi wondered as she forced the slightest of cognizant thoughts to her unwilling brain. The girl knew her body too well by now, knew every place that made her wild, which spots got her drooling, and where to touch her if she wanted to drive her completely out of her mind with pleasure. And while she was only playing with her breasts, something about the fact that Soi was doing it, and so forcefully, had pushed her to a point where she was much more turned on then she normally would have been. Yoruichi tried to say the girl's name, grateful for the ecstacy running through her body but all that came out was a long string of husky moans, as if she was chanting to some primal goddess.

"...Would you like more, Yoruichi?" Soi whispered lustfully, nibbling on the base of her former master's neck as she did so. Yoruichi was too numb with pleasure to answer coherently, and even though all that came out of her was a slight nod it was more than enough. She deftly turned Yoruichi around to find the woman's normally confident, commanding eyes filled with helpless lust, her luscious bosom heaving as she gasped for breath, trying desperately to gain control of herself even though her legs were soaked with her own juices. Smiling victoriously Soi leaned in and rubbed her clothed breasts on Yoruichi's, a rush of power going through her as she saw the older girl whimper out of pleasure, hands reaching to her waiting sex to satisfy herself, but Soi stopped her by grabbing the appendages and pinning then on either side of the wall.

"Not this time, Yoruichi..." the girl teased as she promptly raised one of Yoruichi's legs and held in place with her knee, remaining strong no matter how wet seeing Yoruichi begging for her got Soi.

"...Please..." Yoruichi pleaded as she leaned her waiting pussy forward, grinding on Soi's leg just enough to send more of her arousal on the girl. She didn't care anymore that their positions had been switched so suddenly, that she had no control over the situation. Reading her lover's request Soi leaned forward and with surprisng force jammed two of her fingers into Yoruichi, making the older woman scream in pleasure. She had no chance to catch her breath, to savor the feel of Soi's fingers inside her wetness when the Captain began to thrust her with such violence and speed that Yoruichi's previously limp hands shot to Soi Fong's ivory shoulders, her nails digging so hard into the younger girl that small droplets of blood began to run down her back. Soi didn't notice however, she was too busy humping Yoruichi to care about anything else. Yoruichi moaned weakly while getting screwed, senses getting so disheveled that she had to rest her chin on Soi's warm shoulder only to gaze in at the mirror and see Soi's back, stripes of red running down its surface and deceptively strong muscles working beneath the skin, with her-- the God of Flash-- looking completely helpless, her half-shut eyes a testament to the extent of her arousal. Somehow the sight of herself in such a position was far from repellent to Yoruichi, and to both her surprise and Soi's satisfaction she wrapped both her legs around Soi's waist, supported from falling by her back leaning against the wall and the petite girl's strong arms supporting her ass.

"Oh yessss..." she hissed with enthusiasm, finally feeling a stupid smile curl on her face as she embraced the fact that her sweet little Soi was in fact fucking her brains out. She felt completely powerless with a girl she'd overpowered in combat and oh GOD did she love it, the strength she was exhibiting now and how wonderfully she became like putty in her hands. Encouraged by Yoruichi's newer, much happier string of "oh yes, oh yes," she decided to go for the money shot-- she scooted the hand that didn't have three fingers occupied with the Goddesses' sweet honey hole and roughly jammed a pair of fingers in Yoruichi's tight rear.

"AHH!! OH, GOD...GIVE IT TO ME GOOD, SOI! OH...fuck me good...fuck me-- oh yeah...gooood..." Yoruichi howled in pure ecstacy as she raised her face heavenward, as if thanking God for the religious experience that sex with Soi had suddenly become. "Harder...harder..." she whispered even as she knew Soi's fingers in both her holes were driving her insane; she wouldn't be able to hold out more than minute at this rate.

"...Does it feel good...Yoruichi?" Soi whispered in that tone that made Yoruichi shiver with pleasure, the extra stimuli nearly driving her to orgasm right then and there.

"Ohhh, yess...You're so...goddamn...amazing...." She wrapped her hands in Soi's hair, the texture and smell of it finally pushing her over the edge.

"Oh...I'm gonna come...I'm gonna--AAAHHHSSSOIYESSSS!!!" She screamed her joy so loud as she exploded onto Soi's hand that all of Seireitei must have heard but Yoruichi didn't give a damn, especially when Soi kept thrusting into her sopping wet fingers into her, if possible doing it even better than before. Her energy drained she was helpless as the younger girl maneuvered her to the ground, only having the strength to support herself with her hands as Soi laid her back on the ground and spread-eagled her hovering legs, giving Yoruichi a full view of Soi's equally red face, though the look of pure power in her eyes made Yoruichi all the more eager to be taken again.

She felt the drool sliding down her lips as her tongue lolled out, overwhelmed by ecstacy as Soi teased her labia with her wet tongue, the taste of her lover still on her making Soi even more eager.

"Ahh...D-don't...stop..." Yoruichi begged happily, her mouth soon unable to do nothing more than pant like an animal. Soi Fong was all too happy to oblige, driving deeper into the older woman while licking up and down the crack of her rear. In moments Yoruichi came again, this time with only a moan which Soi found no less satisfying than her squeals. She gently let go of Yoruichi's legs, guiding them gently to the tile floor as the woman gasped with a euphoric look on her face, eyes rolling into the back of her head as she tried to control her breathing. With no rest for Yoruichi in mind quite yet, Soi crawled over the woman, giving her a clear view of her slipping black underwear, smiling as the lust in her topaz eyes flared up again.

"...Hmph. Only twice, Yoruichi?" Soi teased as she positioned her crotch over the dark woman's face, straddling her head and drenching Yoruichi's nose in the scent of her soaked panties. Yoruichi groaned lustfully as her second wind hit her like a ton of bricks, and before Soi could even utter the request Yoruichi yanked the bottoms away so hard that they tore off and promptly shoved her face into Soi's eager pussy.

This time it was Yoruichi's turn to smile as she heard her lover begin gasping in pleasure, though she was a bit too ecstatic from the overwhelming lust in her to bother with anything but the taste of Soi's cum in her mouth, stimulating her taste buds to near-orgasmic levels. She decided as her hands roved up to Soi's firm buttocks and stretched them farther to play with her small, perfect globes of flesh that the girl had never been so incredibly gorgeous, so deliciously irresistible. Soi seemed more than content with surrendering her position to Yoruichi, as she quivered happily with each pinch of her nipples and every time her teeth ran over her hardened clitoris, and instead of feeling bored Yoruichi felt the rush return, her legs squirm as she felt herself getting aroused again merely from pleasuring Soi.

"Ohh yeah...Ohh yeah...ohh...f-faster, Yoruichi...deeeeeper..." The Captain whispered libidinously as she licked her lips, grinding her hips against Yoruichi's eager mouth and encouraging her by gently massaging her scalp. She tried to hold out as long as she could but she was too turned on already from what she had done to Yoruichi that she only lasted a few more minutes before the building orgasm took her. "Ahh! Yes-yes-yes-yes-y--Ooooohhhhh...." Soi only felt her back support her for a moment before she blissfully fell backwards and onto Yoruichi's stomach, her body trembling happily as Yoruichi continued to lick at her lust-stained calves. After a moment Yoruichi stopped and plopped her head back with a sigh, the air around them filled with nothing but the sound of them trying to return their breathing to normal.

"...Fuck, Soi..." Yoruichi cursed aloud, a smile lighting her face as she lay drunken in the mingling scent of their desire. "God, that was...fucking...incredible..."

"...So..." Soi asked after a few minutes, lifting her face barely an inch of the warmth of her lover's skin, "...How's that for a change?"

"Y...You knew?" the former princess asked with a bit of guilt, though she was a bit too exhausted to do more than speak. Soi chuckled warmly as she shifted herself to face Yoruichi, a bit of the former sweetness returning to her dark eyes as she did so.

"...I knew...the second you...stopped looking like you enjoyed...it," the girl answered. "...You never...did let anyone else have the...upper hand...Yoruichi. I just...decided to...take it before you could."

God, Yoruichi grinned as she pulled Soi closer, loving the contrast of their skin against each other even if she was pretending to be upset. "...As competitive as ever...eh, Little Bee?" They were silent for a moment as they held each other, Yoruichi getting lost in the scent of the girl's hair for a moment before Soi spoke again.

"You know...I've got the rest of the week off...Nothing to do for seven whole days," she added in a whisper. Yoruichi had already caught the hint, however, and was grinning mischeviously at Soi.

"Well...if you're up to it...I'll let you get a head start right now..." She didn't need to say more than that before Soi's mouth found its way between her legs again, and Yoruichi squealed her ecstacy to the heavens once more.