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works/337191.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      Exalted
  Relationship:
      Dragonblooded/Dragonblooded
  Character:
      Original_Characters
  Additional Tags:
      Fingerfucking, Biting
  Collections:
      Astra's_50-50_Challenge
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-02-11 Words: 1465
****** Balcony ******
by AstraKiseki
Mnemon Onyx Mouse let out a small moan of relief as her young cousin turned
away to find a snack for herself, a year younger than her and a recent addition
to the school, gathering the hem of her robes and hurrying through the crowds
of her fellow students, all who were far more interested in each other than in
the small blur of stone-white and sky blue scurrying past them, nudging heavy
curtains aside just enough to check who was beyond them only to find each
balcony already claimed by others. The girl bit her lip as her feet moved
faster and faster, trying to find a place to evade the other Mnemon's attention
for the rest of the evening. Jumping out of a window in the Heptagram in the
middle of Descending Water was not a bright idea, even for a daughter of Mela
like Onyx Mouse. While she would avoid any physical injuries, the mockery of
her peers would be just as painful to bear.

Finally, she slipped behind a green curtain with the mons of Sextes Jylis
aside, trying to find her breath for a moment as she glanced outward. To her
surprise, while there was someone out on the balcony, they were not dressed in
the robes of a student, nor wearing the sash of a professor. The reflection of
the curtain and the ballroom made it difficult for Mouse to fully observe the
person, and with the inquiry of her cousin's voice coming near, she decided to
take her chances, creaking the glass door open and sliding out into the brisk
night air.

The crunch of snow under her slippers caught the attention of the figure,
turning its head to reveal that it was a pale woman dressed in conservative
attire against the chill of the island and the season, with her dark green hair
swept up in an ornate net of silver chains and dark-colored droplets. The woman
blinked coppery-gold eyes at Mouse before speaking in a husky voice. "Escaping
the festivities, I presume?"

Onyx Mouse nodded slowly, her neck prickling with warmth as she got a better
look at the stranger. The moonlight made it impossible to figure out what the
color of her clothes were, especially with most of the light from indoors
concealed by the curtain, but Mouse could pick out the crest of House Ragara on
the draping sleeves of the woman's dress. After a heartbeat, Mouse gulped
before bowing deep enough for her black braid to touch the ground. "I-I am
Mnemon Onyx Mouse, ma'am."

"And I, Ragara Hebina." Her voice was now as crisp as the snow under foot as
she stepped to the side, patting the bench she was sitting on. As the young
Mnemon sank down next to her, she could smell the rich perfume around the
Ragara, a heady fragrance that brought to mind blood red roses and lazy summer
days. Mouse could hear Hebina asking questions of the school, silly little
questions that were the sort of topics that an alumni of the school would want
to know, and Mouse could hear herself answering them as well, but she was far
too distracted by Hebina and her mutual boredom, even with the whirlwind of
questions, to think about anything else.

Onyx Mouse pushed her braid over her shoulder, taking in another breath of the
sweet smell of the roses as she gathered up her audacity. "Um, um, Lady Hebina?
M-may I have permission to s-speak freely?" Hebina's eyebrow rose up before
giving a curt nod of her head. Before Onyx could lose her nerve, she reached
out and pulled the older woman's head in for a kiss, to find that her mouth was
soft and sweet as the young Air expected before breaking the kiss to explain as
she huddled down, fighting her embarrassment. "I'm bored too."

The Ragara's eyes sparked as she finally smiled, leaning inward to whisper into
Onyx's ear. "And I suppose you have a way to entertain me beyond answering my
questions, little Mouse?" Her long fingers brushed under the Air Aspect's chin,
toying with the hidden clasp around the collar of her robes. "Something to
nibble away at my boredom?" The Air ducked her head down, flicking out her
tongue to catch the older woman's fingers before slurping them into her mouth,
tasting the sweat and grass on her fingers and feeling more than seeing how
Hebina shuddered in surprise at the warmth of her mouth.

The young Air ran her fingers down the other Dragon-blooded's curves, keeping
her lips occupied with the fingers already in her mouth, her teeth lightly
nibbling at the digits as she felt for the weaknesses of the dress and where
she could make her attack without stripping the Ragara's clothes away. Boredom
or not, even with each little sound Hebina made when Mouse set her teeth into
her skin, even a Dragon-blooded's ardor could be dampened by a cold night like
this. Onyx Mouse forgot her nerves as her flaw-finding examination found the
pattern of the dress, catching the undershirt and quickly pulling it upward
before pushing the fabric cupping a small, pert breast and quickly dipping her
head to bite down on the pale, soft skin just above the rose-petal pink nipple.

The sharp nip made the Ragara gasp out, her arms scooping Mouse up just as the
younger woman took the nipple into her mouth, Onyx squeaking with surprise even
before she felt one of Hebina's hands glide smoothly up her suddenly exposed
ankles, shins, knees, her lacquered nails sharp on Mouse's thighs, the roses'
scent even stronger in the position the two were in. The Air's eyes widened as
she felt the older sorcerer's fingers brush against the damp cloth protecting
Mouse's nether regions, rubbing across her clit so lightly that she could
barely feel it.

"My, for all the chill I'd expect out of a daughter of Mela, you are quite
warm, aren't you?" Hebina's free hand kept Onyx's head at her breast, now
slurping at the breast now offered above her, her fingers still light across
her lower lips. "And such a frightened little thing so bold, I'm jealous of
your teachers." Her voice was smooth and warm, still only teasing at Mouse's
folds, just enough to make the Air squirm with frustration. "Close your eyes
and focus on that, and I'll give you what you want." There was a laughing edge
to the Ragara's tone there, her hand moving away from Mouse's hair and
somewhere else for a moment, the other hand gone as well while Mouse took a
deep breath before suckling as much of the breast into her mouth.

The Air could feel Hebina's legs tremble for a moment, a small moan of approval
from the Ragara's mouth as fingers finally pressed against Mouse's clit and
into her pussy, the wet sound audible enough to make Onyx blush even more than
what she was doing already, then sucking in a deep breath though her nose at
the wonderful pressure against something within her, and Hebina's fingers hard
against her clit. The sensation was amazing, Mouse having to fight against the
temptation to simply clench down everywhere, if only because of the soft swell
still in her mouth and the cruelty of biting down on that. Hebina's hand
returned to keep her sucking, her moans growing stronger with each tug Mouse
made on her body.

But the older woman's fingers were relentless, wringing out enough pleasure
that finally, Onyx gave in, wincing to herself as she sunk her teeth into the
Ragara's skin, faintly tasting the coppery sweetness of blood, her lower lips
tightening against the delicious fingers within her for a moment before Onyx
Mouse let herself collapse in a very unExalted slump in Hebina's lap. After the
Mnemon coughed once, she felt the heat in her cheeks rise as she realized that
she had just bit an older sorcerer's breast without permission. "S-sorry f-for-
"

Onyx's embarrassed apology was interrupted by a warm chuckle. "Now, now, don't
fret, little Mousie. You entertained me, that makes the bites all the
worthwhile. Now," Hebina's voice shifted to a softer tone as she brushed her
fingers across one of Mouse's clothed nipples, the caress sparking another
shudder from the younger sorcerer, "I suppose I could convince your teacher to
let you retire for the night with me, if you are willing." Mouse could feel the
smug smirk directed towards her as she quickly stumbled off of Hebina's legs to
force herself to look at least somewhat suitable passing her peers, trying to
fight down the tremors in her legs and ignore the sudden, heightened awareness
of her body as she proceeded to follow the Ragara to someplace to carry on the
discussion.
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