Clarion shook with anticipation and arousal as full lips pressed themselves to the inside of her thigh and then she yelped in excitement as those same lips pressed against her center, with the cotton of her underwear doing nothing to cover flood of arousal. Yoshi left her newfound nest to drop soft kisses on Clarion's chest, neck, and lips. This time when Clarion pulled on her shirt they both felt a tug of resistance. Clarion raised a newly red brow. Yoshi looked bewildered for a second as she hovered over the prone woman and then slapped her forehead in understanding. "My dagger."
Clarion laughed as she pulled Yoshi down for a hard kiss. "Can we do without the weapons just this once."
Yoshi rolled blue eyes as she lifted out of Clarion's embrace. "But weapons can be fun." Yoshi stuck out her bottom lip in a pout.
Clarion groaned. "Later. Now off with the shirt." Yoshi smiled impishly and then removed her shirt. She couldn't help the blush that rose to her cheeks as Clarion stared openly at her bare breasts as if she was starving. Clarion licked her lips without chagrin as she took in the supple swells of olive colored flesh that were Yoshi's breasts. "So all those tight shirts keep you from buying bras huh?"
Yoshi shrugged as she dropped the shirt to the ground and snapped the strap on her knife. "I'm cheap."
Clarion flashed white teeth brazenly. "And I'm rich."
"So you'd mind?"
Clarion put her hands behind her head and looked oddly at the woman standing before her. "Mind what?" Yoshi tossed the tanto in the air and caught it at the hilt. Green eyes went wide. "You wouldn't dare, I paid thirty bucks for this bra."
Yoshi grinned and leaned down between Clarion's outstretched legs. "You should stop shopping at Victoria's Secret, then."
Clarion laughed and then got serious as she locked eyes with a blue that was colored with intense indigo. An involuntary shiver ran through her body as she reacted to the cold steel of the dagger laying across her belly. Black and red eyebrows arched in unison, as Clarion let out a deep chuckle. "You cut me….and to the moon Alice." Clarion shook her fist playfully at Yoshi, who shook her head in confusion. Clarion sighed. "You don't even own a t.v. do." Yoshi buried her head between Clarion's breasts and shook her head no, eliciting a giggle from Clarion.
Clarion stopped her giggle as she felt the faintest sensation of cold as the very tip of the dagger was skillfully dragged from her bellybutton to the satin bridge of her bra. Yoshi stilled her hand as they gazed at one another quietly. Clarion reached out and caressed Yoshi's face, stopping at her lips, and then gently pushed two fingers into her warm mouth. Yoshi closed her eyes to the welcome invasion and sucked on the unsolicited gift in quiet prayer until Clarion removed her fingers. "Twenty minutes ago, I thought you were going to plunge that dagger into my heart."
Blue eyes smoldered. "And now?"
"I know you'd fall on it for me."
Yoshi ducked her head and kissed Clarion as if she was about to disappear. When she stopped she gave a breathless Clarion no time to gather herself as she sliced through the material of her bra and then with two quick movements of her wrists Clarion's underpants fell away from her body. Clarion could do nothing but gasp. Yoshi gave her a lopsided grin and lost herself in Clarion's breasts. When she came up for air, she silently moved Clarion's hands form behind her head. She looked down into green eyes. "Trust me?" Clarion gave a lazy nod. Yoshi grinned and with a small twirl of her fingers she raised her dagger and then plunged it into the marble all the way to hilt. The crypt shook with force.
Clarion shivered, looked up and caught the glint of metal. "Impressive."
Yoshi raised a brow skyward and smirked. "Hold on to it."
Clarion snickered. "Oh really," she drawled. By the time she was done her sentence a head full of black hair was firmly planted between her thighs. Clarion sucked in sharp breath as a cool tongue entered her without warning. "Oh…my…god." She closed her eyes to pleasant feel of Yoshi's tongue landscaping her center and then they opened with a snap, as two long fingers made their presence known, and Clarion uttered the last coherent statement she would make for a while.
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Clarion's sweat covered body shook with climax for the second time as she blindly reached down and buried her hand in black tresses. The dark woman eased herself away from between Clarion's thighs and rested her head on Clarion's stomach, that rose and fell with heavy breathing. Clarion opened her eyes slowly to greet Yoshi who was hovering over her with a cheesy grin affixed to her face. Clarion leaned up and nibbled on her lip. "You seem pretty pleased with yourself." Yoshi feigned innocence and shrugged bare shoulders. "You realize we've got about six hours till dawn and I only need two hours of sleep."
The tall woman laughed as she eased Clarion away from the marble crypt and gently laid her down on the bed to her right. "I only need one." Yoshi tickled Clarion with kisses as they fell onto the bed in a tangle of arms and legs. Yoshi stopped her ministrations when Clarion tapped her on the shoulder. "What?"
Clarion's head hung over the bed so that her neck was stretched out and everything in the room was upside down. "I was just wondering what's in my fridge."
"Hungry?"
"If I'm not eating, I'm talking."
"I guess I'll have to keep you occupied." The tall woman leaned over and lit into Clarion's neck with teeth and tongue.
Clarion moaned and laughed as a new wave of arousal surged through her. "Stop that. Let me up."
Yoshi let Clarion up with a groan and then watched as the naked woman skipped across the room to the fridge. Yoshi watched the sway of hips for a moment and then untied her boots. "So what's in there?"
"Well lot's of stuff….aha."
Yoshi tried to peer around Clarion but couldn't see inside the small fridge. "What is it?"
"Whip cream. Now take off your pants." The red head turned around with a large smile and held the can out like she was trying out for The Price is Right.
A dark eyebrow rose. "I need to take off my pants for this?"
Clarion laughed as she sauntered to the bed. "Well yes and hell yes!" Yoshi shook her head and quickly disposed of her pants. Clarion frowned. "I thought you'd be naked."
"Only in summer." Clarion shook with laughter as she straddled Yoshi and pushed her onto her back. "So what are we doing with that?"
"Stuff." Clarion licked her lips and eyed the sculpted body beneath her with salacious thoughts.
"Stuff?" Clarion nodded and proceeded to draw a whip cream arrow down the length of Yoshi's torso starting at her neck and ending at the recently revealed mass of dark curls, at the apex of her legs. Yoshi followed Clarion with her eyes, as the small woman removed herself only to sit behind Yoshi's head. "What now?"
"Admiring my work."
"Well my nipples are cold."
Clarion gazed at the taut brown flesh of Yoshi's nipples through heavy-lidded eyes. "They certainly are."
Yoshi opened her mouth to ask another silly question only to have her mouth covered by Clarion's heated and determined lips. Yoshi decided to stop trying to form a complete thought as she closed her eyes and felt Clarion make her way down her body, stopping to lick and suck all the important areas and even the not so important ones. Yoshi almost exploded at the mere feel of Clarion's hair as it brushed against her thighs, but the ecstasy of a familiar scent hovering above her caused her to not give in quite so quickly.
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CH 20: ‘When I wake up tommorrow will you still feel the same'
All though the two women seemed intent on proving they could run on the barest amount of sleep, both freely collapsed into each others arms, just after dawn. True to form however, Yoshi rose after a little more than an hour of sleep, pulled on her boxers, and retrieved her katana to do her stretching routine.
On the swords' fifth pass through the air, Clarion awoke, but she made no comment until the dark Samurai brought her sword to her side ten minutes later. "Quite the workout."
Bright blue eyes turned towards the sleepy red-head, laying on her stomach with her hands under her chin. Yoshi blushed lightly as she grinned and then placed her blade on top of crypt, before walking over to the bed and sitting down. Clarion rolled over letting the sheet fall where it may, and received a warm kiss from the half naked woman. Clarion let her hands remain entwined in Yoshi's long tresses as the pulled apart. "It's morning right?"
"After dawn."
Clarion smiled. "You can tell time by sniffing the air right?"
Yoshi chuckled as she took hold of Clarion's hand and kissed the palm. "My watch is in my pants pocket."
"Cheater." Clarion giggled and rolled back onto her stomach.
Without prompting, Yoshi eased back onto the bed and began an earnest massage of Clarion's back. The red-head moaned aloud, which sent butterflies through Yoshi's stomach. She dropped her voice an octave as she leaned over with her lips next to a small pink ear. "Keep that up, and we'll never leave."
Clarion wiggled her upper body at the feel of warm breath on her neck. With a smile she groaned out, "okay."
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Clarion leaned against the wall with the pillow separating her damp back from the concrete. Her ankles rested on the edge of the bed with her legs spread in a vee. Between her legs and still twisted in the sheet was a sleepy-eyed Yoshi. Clarion lazily combed through the moist tendrils of Yoshi's hair that hung about her face as she leaned back on Clarion's chest. Yoshi shifted so that her feet were flat on the ground as she grabbed Clarion's small hands and wrapped them around her waist.
"You about ready to go sleepyhead." Clarion placed a soft kiss on a dark temple.
Yoshi sighed and squeezed Clarion's hands. "You realize I can't drive in this condition."
Clarion laughed. "Who said I was letting you drive? Besides do you know the way to New Orleans?"
"Give me a map and set me loose." Clarion squeezed the muscled woman resting between her legs and smiled from ear to ear. "Are you smiling?"
"How'd you know?"
Yoshi contemplated her answer with a shrug as she played with Clarion's fingers. "I can feel it." she answered quietly.
Clarion touched a hand to Yoshi's chin. "Hey look at me." Yoshi moved out of Clarion's embrace and crossed her legs under her as she faced Clarion. "Do we need to talk?"
Yoshi chewed on her bottom lip as she avoided sparkling green eyes. "I was thinking we'd just forget everything that happened before today and I'd just go through life worshiping the ground you walk on." Broad shoulders raised up and down as Yoshi picked at imaginary lint on the bed.
Clarion smiled and leaned forward, kissing Yoshi soundly on full lips. "You're so adorable when you do that, but that's not going to erase what's passed. And it definitely won't change that fact that I'm-
A large hand covered Clarion's mouth accompanied by Yoshi shaking her head. "Don't say it." Yoshi could feel Clarion pout in her hand.
Clarion removed the hand from her mouth and held onto it. Soft green eyes fixed on skittish blue eyes. "It's true." Yoshi sighed as she gently removed her hand and stood from the bed, visual searching the floor for her shorts and jeans. Clarion watched the woman with small concern. "You avoiding the obvious Samurai?"
Yoshi bent over in silence and pulled on her shorts. She held her jeans in her hands as she turned to face Clarion. "I know, I know." She stepped into her pants and pushed the button through the hole. "I'm not avoiding…I promise." She ran her hands through hair that easily reached the middle of her back. She arched an eyebrow comically and pursed her lips. "Maybe I should cut my hair too?"
Clarion sucked her teeth and kicked at the covers. "Yoshima!"
The tall woman blushed. "I'm not avoiding…I'm just delaying the inevitable." She smirked and Clarion shook her head. The tall woman walked to the bed and squatted, so that she was eye level with Clarion. She touched her forehead to Clarion's and both women sighed. Yoshi leaned back and smiled. "Hands." Clarion obliged and placed her smaller hands in Yoshi's. "So small." she said to herself as she looked down at the contrast of Clarion's alabaster colored skin to her deep olive skin tone. Blue eyes met patient green as Yoshi looked up. "I'm still at a real loss here as to what's supposed to happen. I'm out of my mind and I'm probably a little more on edge than I should be. Um, I'm not sure about lots of things right now, but I have no plans of losing you or sacrificing you to anyone or anything. All I know is what I feel and right now I feel like I'm 25. Hoo yah!" They both laughed.
"And I mean the first time I was 25, not the third or fourth. Everything is wide open and I'm scared out of my mind. I look at you and I think my heart is going to beat itself into stopping. I touch you and it's like having hot flashes." Blue eyes closed as she let go of Clarion's hands and tried to grasp the air. "I feel you all around me and through me and it absolutely pains me to think of not having you in my life." Yoshi opened blue eyes to stare into green eyes wet with impending tears. "I'm not answering your question am I?"
Clarion fell forward into strong arms as she bubbled with laughter. She wiped at her tears as she began to plant kisses on Yoshi's shoulders, neck, ears, face, and her finally her lips. Clarion leaned back and brushed her fingertips down Yoshi's face. "I forgot the question."
Yoshi kissed both of Clarion's palms and stood. "If you don't get dressed soon, I'm going to forget the question."
Clarion grinned devilishly as she dropped the sheet from her body and put her assets on display. "You threatening me ch¾ r?"
"Why no ma'am." Yoshi tipped the brim of an imaginary hat and winked.
Clarion's infectious laughter bounced off the concrete walls. "Zip your pants cowboy."
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Forty-five minutes and a tickle session later, Clarion and Yoshi walked out of the mausoleum into the bright sun of mid-afternoon in December. Clarion covered her eyes with her forearm. Yoshi squinted as well, as she shouldered the duffel bag, and draped her long coat over her arm, in an effort to cover her sword and dagger, but also because it was warm. The dark woman groaned. "This weather irritates me so much."
Clarion laughed as she led them down a side path. "Hey in April we'll have a blizzard."
"Got that right."
Clarion continued to shield her face from the warmth of the sun as she meandered back towards St. Francis. "Sheesh, is this what real Vampires feel like when they step into the sun?"
Yoshi rumbled with laughter. "Yeah, but then you've got all that fire." She waved her hand spastically through the air to represent flames.
Clarion shook her head and quipped, "you think it's just the fire?"
"Well, no there's the melting and all the stuff that oozes out-
"Spew!" Clarion swatted Yoshi on her muscled stomach. "That's nasty."
Yoshi shrugged and smiled to herself as she watched Clarion shake out her hand. "So what's the plan?"
Clarion thrust a finger into the air. "First a shower and then we're off."
"No clothes."
Clarion slowed her walk and looped her arm through Yoshi's. "The poor little Samurai."
Yoshi let out a snort of laughter. "You're just going to keep calling me that aren't you?"
Clarion stuck out a pink tongue. "It fits and besides, do you want me to call you puddins'."
The tall woman stopped in her tracks and focused serious blue eyes on mirth filled green. "You know I'd julienne your Monets right?" Blue and green eyes held fast until Clarion giggled and stood on her toes to nuzzle Yoshi's strong jaw, that was fighting a smile.
Clarion tugged on a firm forearm. "C'mon puddins'- The small woman yelped as quick hands snapped her bra. "Did I say that out loud." The two woman chuckled as they walked. "Let's hurry up, since I'm taking Ms. ‘Don't call me puddins' shopping."
Yoshi frowned and let out a little groan. "Why am I more afraid than I've ever been in my life."
"You're such a wuss. Now, come on, before we get there late and give Father a show." Yoshi ignored the salacious thought that sprang to mind and simply smiled as she allowed herself to be led back to the church.
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CH 21: Highways, Bi-ways, and Past Lives
The December sun was providing a serious source of heat as the two got into Clarion's blue and white 66' GT-350 Mustang parked a block from the church. Yoshi took one look at the muscle car and knew that even if everything fell apart she'd have to keep Clarion just for the car. Yoshi was smiling from ear to ear as she threw her coat into the back seat and relished the feel of the warm leather on her back. She ran her hands lovingly across the dashboard much to Clarion's delight.
"I take it you used to have one of these?" She smiled knowingly at the dark woman who could only nod for the moment.
Yoshi pulled herself together and grinned. "I love my Camaro, but I miss my GT. I crashed it in Germany chasing some demon on the Autobahn." She chuckled at the memory. "All I wanted to do was talk to him, I swear."
"You can be a little intimidating sometimes." Yoshi grimaced. "But, I like it." Clarion leaned over and gave the woman a soft kiss on full lips that even in it's gentleness made the stoic woman woozy. Clarion smiled and then slapped the steering wheel. "Holy crap, almost forgot. Be right back."
With her eyes, Yoshi followed the small woman as she jumped out of the car and went to trunk. She watched Clarion open the door on her return and throw her jacket in the backseat, leaving her jeans and a snug white v-neck t-shirt. When she got into the driver's seat, it was quite obvious what she had gotten from the trunk. Yoshi smiled big as she examined the black cowboy hat that now adorned sheared red locks.
Clarion caught Yoshi's gaze and smiled. She tipped her brim. "You like?"
A short pause. "Yeah…yeah, I do. Makes you look like a hillbilly…I like it." She shot Clarion a blazing smile just to prove it.
Clarion grinned and stuck the key in the ignition. "I am not a hillbilly ma'am…I am a Southern Belle."
Yoshi coughed into her hand. "Yeah, and I'm Rhett Butler."
Clarion smiled. "Great movie."
Yoshi looked confused. "That was a movie?" Wide eyes turned towards the dark woman who was fighting the smile itching at the edges of her mouth. She touched Clarion's tense forearm. "Just joking."
Clarion shook her head and laughed. "Paybacks, you hear me. Pay…back!" Yoshi just shrugged and put on her seatbelt. Clarion smiled and started the car. Both women shook with energy as the engine purred to life. They looked at one another and just smiled. "Good sound isn't it?"
Yoshi rested her head against the head rest. "Damn good sound."
Clarion let out a small gasp. "I'm going to wash your mouth out with soap young lady."
A shrug of shoulders. "Is that bad?" she asked innocently.
Clarion laughed and pulled out of her parking space. "Well, since I like to give tongue baths, I guess not." She broke into giggles as blue eyes blanched in surprise and blood made a quick path to Yoshi's cheeks.
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It had been a pleasant drive of an hour for the two women as they made their way south. Yoshi had successfully learned the words to three of the Dixie Chicks songs and Clarion was having just as much fun teaching them. After their first pit stop, Yoshi kicked off her shoes and looked inquisitively at the red-head in the driver seat.
Clarion felt eyes on her as she merged into 95 South traffic and glanced at a serious looking woman. "What's up, Samurai?"
Yoshi sipped nonchalantly on her water. "Just thinking?"
"'Bout what?"
"Your story."
Clarion grinned. "My story, huh?"
"Yeah, I mean how did you.. I mean, uh.." She trailed off and looked at the floor.
Clarion rubbed the woman's thigh and smiled. "It's okay. Hey, I want to hear your tale as well."
Yoshi nodded. "Yeah, but I asked first."
Laughter filled the car. "Okay smartass. Well, this is a 24 hour trip, so I guess I'll give the abridged version."
" ‘Preciate your kindness ma'am."
"That southern drawl is getting better all the time ch¾ r." She winked at the dark woman and turned off the CD player. She spoke with flair. "All right you asked for it: The life and times of Clarion Larieux."
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"My mother's name was Olathe. I'm sure she had a last name in the beginning, but when she was stolen from her home on the Ivory Coast, she was sold to an Englishman living in France. She survived him for eight years until her alleged obstinacy got her a one-way ticket to a newly acquired piece of real estate in the New World." Clarion glanced at the tall woman who had made herself comfortable in the passenger seat. She grinned and focused back on the road.
"I won't traumatize you with the random cruelties of my mother's life, but she lived through it on the account of my aunties." Clarion smiled wickedly for a brief moment, sharing a quiet joke with herself. "My aunties introduced my mother to the saving grace of Voodoo at the age of 19 and apparently her life got better from there. See Yoshi sometimes religion is helpful." She winked at the scowling woman and continued. "Anyway, maman met a strikingly handsome young Englishman a year later, and I guess she should have fled the moment he opened his mouth, but she was enamored. I never learned if it was some spell or something but according to my aunties it was love through and through."
"I like to imagine that he was attempting to kill her, but that he took one look at caramel colored woman and fell in love." Clarion shrugged as she finished, "after all who can resist an obstinate smartass."
The tall woman in the passenger seat stuck out her tongue in response. "So whatever, maman, the rebel that she was carried on a forbidden love affair with this refined Englishman and a year later, 1773 to be exact, I was born. I think she was really happy for all of five minutes after she gave birth and then she looked into the corner of the room she was giving birth in, she saw my father."
Yoshi's ears pricked up as Clarion's voice dropped low to feed the atmosphere of her tale. "To this day I applaud him for abstaining. I applaud him for controlling himself and not ripping my mother to shreds on account of all the blood." Clarion gave a quick look to Yoshi who drew in a breath of air sharply. "Like I said, she saw him and he froze. Green eyes all aglow, fangs wet with want. He of course attempted to do the only thing he could, which was run. My mother, bullheaded minx that she was stopped him." Clarion's voice hung in the air prompting Yoshi to ask ‘how' when Clarion paused too long. Clarion smiled and continued.
"She held me out to him. I was all bundled up and red and crying, but she laid me in his arms and I shut right up." Yoshi grunted. Clarion took her eyes from the road to acknowledge the woman. "What?"
"Must have been nice to be a family, huh?"
Clarion shook her head and moved her hand from the stick to squeeze Yoshi's hand in understanding. "You're getting way ahead of me, Stretch." Clarion cleared her throat and changed gears as she changed lanes. "I'd love to say we we're this weird Norman Rockwell family and I guess we were for about the 20 minutes that my dad held me. After that, all hell broke loose. No matter what crap Masters managed to put their slaves through, the slaves themselves formed a unit with one another. It was impossible not to and in the Bayou it was that closeness that helped a lot of slaves escape. Anyway, two of my aunts and another lady were the priestess in our community. That just means they presided over the religious ceremony, but back then it also meant that voodoo priestess was a euphemism for a ‘jumpy witch'. I mean it was beyond paranoia and superstition. These women had vibes about everything. When I would visit as I got older, I would just sit in a chair on my hands for fear that any movement would upset the balance of the universe." Clarion smiled and Yoshi chuckled.
Clarion let out a breath and stretched her neck, gaining a pop as her bones aligned. Yoshi shifted in her seat and extended her arm in order to massage Clarion's neck as she started talking again. "Where was I…god that feels good. Oh yeah, balance of the universe. So, the grapevine suspected that my father was a Nosferatu; and they were pretty much right. Of course this meant that I was probably a little one too, so this was no good." Clarion smirked. "It never ceases to amaze me to know that my maman had to practically run a marathon only a half an hour after giving birth." Clarion chuckled to herself. "It wasn't really 26 miles, but sometimes having the wrath of God put on you tends to exaggerate things." Yoshi only shook her head in quiet amusement as Clarion continued to speak with just an edge of sarcasm to her words, but always with pride. Clarion shifted gears and veered off the highway via an exit ramp. "I'll spare you the blood and just say the mob of do-gooders found my father and killed him. Maman escaped and through some magnificent storytelling and the aid of her big brown eyes she convinced an old crazy lady that lived out in the marsh to take me. And she did. She raised me, I grew up, got into trouble, she got me out of it, she kept me sane, she passed away, I moved on….and almost 230 years later here I am on my home."
Clarion tapped the steering wheel as she stopped at a stoplight. The two women sat in silence until Yoshi leaned back in her seat and arched an eyebrow at Clarion. "So that's it, the whole story."
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