Marionette flusteredly stared at Lillian's lips, her eyes darting between her own and the girl's. Then, she raised her fingers to her mouth, tracing over it as she rembered what had briefly happened.
She looked back at the girl and stuttered:
"Y-... you... your tongue was in my mouth..."
She watched as Lillian reached out for her hand, tangling her fingers and locking them together in an intimate and loving manner.
Lillian did the sa with Marionette's other hand, pushing them down beside the woman's head, keeping them in place as she stared hungrily at the Assassin.
"It's the next step in kissing~..." Lillian giggled, rubbing the tip of her nose against the woman. She smiled warmly, blinking innocently at the Assassin.
"It's my first ti too..."
At her words, Marionette tightened her hold on the girl's hands, her eyes narrowing a bit as she pouted slightly.
"I hope it is..."
Lillian widened her eyes slightly, surprised at the sudden display of jealousy oozing from the woman. She gave a soft chuckle, pressing her forward against the woman.
"Such isn't the ti to feel jealous~..."
She then leaned in even closer, her lips dangerously close to begin prying open the Assassin's soft lips again...
"Now then... would you like to go again~?"
Marionette, who had been waiting anxiously for Lillian to repeat what she had done, was caught off guard by her question. She gave a brief and quick nod.
"You... may continue."
Lillian nodded back, leaning further in.
As their lips were about to et and engage in yet another fiery mont, she felt a notifying vibration inside her blazer pocket.
Marionette, who was just about to bridge the inch gap between their lips, watched as the girl leaned away and reached into her pocket.
Disappointnt flashed through her eyes, and even a bit of irritation towards Lillian's phone for taking away their mont.
Lillian, sitting on the Assassin's legs, read the notification she had been sent. She looked past the countless ones Millis sent, which were mainly to congratulate her, sending her pictures and video recordings of her match.
She smiled in amusent, responding before quickly switching over to the notification that caused her phone to vibrate.
It was an email...
She raised an eyebrow.
Who could possibly ssage her this way at this ti? And at a ti like this?
She glanced up from her phone, her eyes glazing over Marionette's seductive cleavage and face whilst also noticing her impatient pout.
She tilted her head before smiling at the woman reassuringly. Then, she went on to read the email.
===
[From: Mirage]
[Ti: 17:49]
Good evening, Lillian.
Could you please co to the classroom? I wish to discuss so matters that occurred yesterday and other matters that are required to be private.
Do try not to be followed by Marionette.
===
Lillian raised an eyebrow, her face twitching at the last sentence.
Occurred yesterday? What happened yesterday?
That was when she ntally facepald. It was when Marionette and Beatrice got into a squabble.
She then held the side of her cheek, swaying lovingly.
It was because of their squabble that she and Marionette were able to get together.
Marionette keenly watched as Lillian pocketed her phone—her eyes softened as she expected the girl to continue their "activity"...
However, she watched as the girl got off of her, moving her legs over the couch and standing up with nimble feet.
She then heard her say:
"I got to head out. Pretty urgent, I think."
"... Excuse ...?"
The Assassin slowly sat up, pulling her shirt together and unconsciously doing back up the buttons.
"Why? And why at this ti? Can't you... put it off?"
She spoke the last part with a much quieter voice—sothing that Lillian picked up, although with a bit of effort.
Lillian waved her hand tiredly, "It's from Mirage. So, I gotta go see what he wants." She smoothed out her clothes, trying to look more cleaner than she actually was.
"Ah... I suppose that is quite urgent..."
Marionette's tone beca low. She was filled with disappointnt as she sat on her knees. However, her negativity soon disappeared once she felt a certain soone's hand land on top of her head.
Lillian giggled at Marionette's glumness and said:
"Don't be so glum, Mari~... Soone as beautiful as you shouldn't ever be sad."
She then grinned.
"And especially soone who is my girlfriend~"
She leaned down, kissing the woman's forehead, which undoubtedly cheered her up, although she was silent about it.
"Alright! I'm off!"
She walked towards the door, waving back and saying:
"I'll try and co back as soon as I can."
After saying that, she left through the door. Leaving Marionette alone on the couch, who sighed at Lillian's lack of presence beside her.
She fell back on the couch, turning onto her side as she gently ran her hand over her chest, particularly the area Lillian caressed.
She let a muffled moan before quickly pulling her hand away. She traced the tips of her fingers over her lips, still rembering the taste of the girl she loved on it.
And...
She still rembered what it was like to have the girl's tongue inside her mouth. Almost vividly to an extent.
She raised her hand and summoned a white hoodie into her hands.
She clutched its folded sides, pushing her face against it as she muttered with a furious blush:
"How embarassing..."
But... she soon distracted herself from the feeling by using a particular scent that caused her chest to beco stuffy and warm.
She then muttered next:
"I want her... even more..."
***
Lillian sat in a seat in front of Mirage's desk with a wry smile as he showed a recording of her and Marionette having a rather intimate mont in the corridor.
Her smile then turned crooked as he changed the footage of her shattering one of the academy's windows.
She raised her eyes from the tablet he was using to show these recordings and stared into his face... Which was giving his usual smile.
Except... this one seed more tired and colder than usual...
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