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Magenta watched her latest recruit exercising in the yard. Rina was performing katas and the self-proclaimed Mistress of Magnetism was entranced. The raven haired woman moved with inhuman grace and ferocity that both drew and frightened the silver haired woman. She had been watching Rina sessions every day since the shorter woman had arrived and the sight never failed to leave her breathless. The sight of that lithe muscled body moving flawlessly through the complicated moves haunted her dreams.
It amazed Magenta that Rina had not noticed. The woman's enhanced senses must have picked up the pheromones, racing pulse, quickened breath, something! Surely Rina had not missed all of the involuntary responses that made Magenta curse her lack of control even as she hoped Rina would notice, perhaps comment. Any reaction would be welcome; anything that would give the Mistress of Magnetism a hint of the feral woman's opinions.
What would she do, Magenta wondered, if the younger woman knew of her starring role in naughty, hot fantasies. Fantasies that drove Magenta into the showers at the oddest time, using loud running water and sweet smelling soaps to hide her shame as she gave into her bodies demands. But it wasn't enough. It never would be, not while that glorious body slept out of reach, unaware of its ability to bring the most powerful mutant, Magneto's true heir, moaning to her knees in desire.
It was too much. Watching that flawless tan skin, glistening with a light sheen of sweat, moving over powerful, defined muscle, was too much. With a low sound, almost a moan, Magenta turned away from the sight, striding swiftly to the showers. She knew Rina's exercise routine by heart, knew she had at least a half hour before the black haired temptress finished, a half hour in which Magenta could safely retreat to the showers and gain some relief. Just to take the edge off so she could control herself when they spoke, so she did not humiliate herself by pushing Rina against a wall, plundering those full red lips and pressing against that lean body.
Her body ached in demand and Magenta used her powers to rip the metal lined costume from her body. She could always replace it later. A simple twist of the controls and she stepped under the steaming water, letting it caress her face as her hands ran up her body. Closing her eyes, she cupped her breasts, squeezing briefly before running her nails over her nipples, gasping at how hard they already are. She pinched at them as she imagined Rina nipping at the aching flesh, would the girl suckle gently or would she run those predator sharp teeth lightly over the skin, threat and promise in one.
The burning between her thighs became a sharp ache and Magenta could not fight the need. Bracing herself against the wall, her fingers quickly spread herself wide and held her fingers under the water for a few moments before rubbing wet flesh against wet flesh. Her mind imagined Rina there, kneeling before her and it was those beautiful, strong, deadly fingers that pressed and rubbed at her clit. Those brown eyes looking up into Magenta's own blue eyes, sharing a look of heat and passion and...Magenta's body tightened so suddenly at the thought that she could not suppress a gasp followed by a whimper that was her fantasy's name as she pressed her aching clit harder, rubbing faster as she began to shake with need.
She thought she could hear Rina's alto voice growl as Magenta's hips moved and twisted, seeking more sensation, touches that would not come because Rina was still in the yard, and Magenta could not suppress Rina's name from escaping her lips in a sound that was half wanton moan and half longing whimper.
Hands closed tightly around her wrists pulling them away from her body and pressing them back against the tile behind her. Her azure eyes open in fear and angry shame at being caught. But she does not get a chance to speak, to defend herself, perhaps explain, as a hot, demanding mouth covers her own.
Rina's tongue runs along Magenta's lips, demanding entry, and Magenta happily complies, welcoming and needing. She moans as she feels a body, a perfect blend of hard and soft, pressing her against the cold tile. Rina presses against her more fully and Magenta wraps a long leg around a trim waist as she struggles to get her hands free. However Rina is stronger and holds her in place as their mouths part, gasping for air, and Magenta's struggling not to beg until she loses all ability speak as Rina places wet kisses down her elegantly long neck.
She lets her head roll to the side, giving Rina better access, and part of her mind is asking how this can be? Is this really happening? Her body and the majority of her mind tell that part of her brain to shut the hell up, we're busy!
Rina's mouth has made it's way to the base of Magenta's throat and she sucks there, hard, before swooping back up to claim the silver haired woman's mouth in a hot passionate kiss. Magenta's height, however, gives her an advantage, and she uses it to quickly take control, plundering that wet darkness that she's dreamed about for so long, their tongues wrestling in a growing conflict of lust and need. Magenta suddenly realizes she's not the only one moaning and she drinks in the husky sounds as their bodies grind together, writhing with need.
Reluctantly breaking the kiss, she looks down into half-closed passion filled eyes and manages to utter only one word. "Bed." It's a question and a demand and a plea in one.
Rina nods as she releases her hold on Magenta's wrists. Wrapping her arms around the shorter woman's body, she holds Rina tightly, running her tongue down her neck and over her shoulder. It's just like she imagined, wild and dangerous and feminine all in one. With one thought she shuts off the water and with another she summons her bed, glad that she bought a frame with more metal than wood. There is no way they're going to make it out of the large shower room but Magenta wants everything to be perfect now that she has her fantasy in her arms, tangling her fingers in long silvery hair as she strokes Magenta's sensitized skin.
The bed breaks the door jam as it responds to Magenta's mental commands and the logical, business part of her mind tsks about the unnecessary cost. The rest of her mind and her body respond, "We already told you, SHUT UP, we're busy!" That part of her brain apparently takes the hint as it says nothing as Magenta lands the bed in the steamy room and pushes Rina back onto it.
No longer at a height disadvantage, Rina rolls Magenta onto her back, once again taking charge, cupping and massaging a heavy, aching breast, as her lips find the other's hardened nipple. Magenta can not stop from crying out Rina's name at the feel of the wet heat moving over her body and Rina's leg presses and rubs against her wet pussy causing her to buck involuntarily, seeking more contact. She can feel Rina smile as she presses again, sucking hard at the same time and Magenta's body responds more urgently.
Deciding to retaliate, she used her longer reach to move under Rina's body, lightly stroking her lower lips before nestling between them and giving lightly massaging the engorged clit she finds there. Rina's back arches with a gasp of pleasure and Magenta cups the back of her skull, pulling the younger woman down for a hard kiss as she begins to pinch and rub. Rina's hips buck and push back and she retaliates by dipping her fingers inside Magenta, caressing and filling at the same time. Magenta crushes her mouth against Rina's, lifting her hips to meet each thrust of the clever fingers.
She can feel her body tightening and she knows what she wants, what she needs before she flies over the edge. They're both gasping for breath, pressing and writhing and covered with a thin sheen of sweat as their mouths part. Magenta nuzzles at the beautiful woman above her, pressing open mouth kisses against salty skin as she moans brokenly, "Wanna taste you!" Her grammar is pretty much nonexistent but right now she doesn't care. She doesn't want to talk. She wants to taste Rina and be tasted in turn and Rina must want the same because she starts turning her body, kissing and tasting her way down Magenta's body until Magenta can pull hard toned thighs onto either side of her head, immediately plunging a hungry tongue inside the body she's desired since the first time she saw Rina.
Rina's gasp of pleasure is muffled against Magenta's inner thigh as the feral woman sucks the tender skin hard, leaving a mark as her fingers continue to plunge inside the taller woman. Magenta wraps her arms around the legs above her, stroking and massaging Rina's thighs and hips as she kisses the woman above her deeply, moaning and whimpering at the combination of pain and pleasure Rina is tormenting her with. Her body is tight and aches for release but Magenta wants to demand that Rina hurry up but she muffles any demands in the musky soft fold above her because she wants this to go on forever.
Suddenly Rina's mouth leaves Magenta's thigh and the silver haired woman can feel the heat of the passion mark on her skin but soon forgets it as Rina's fingers spread her lower lips, exposing her to Rina's gaze. The proud woman feels a sense of unease. What if Rina is disappointed? Her earlier fear returns, worse than before. Horrible as the thought of Rina rejecting before was, it's immeasurably worse now. Now that Magenta has tasted her, felt her wild passion, her perfect body, tasted her feminine musk, the Mistress of Magnetism fears she has become a slave herself, an addict to woman gazing down at her. She runs her hands over the predatory body, cupping and massaging a breast with one hand, massaging Rina's clit with the other as her tongue plunges in deeply, silently begging for approval, promising pleasure.
Rina apparently comes to a decision. She laps at Magenta's exposed flesh like a cat and Magenta give a muffled scream of pleasure her body bucking powerfully. She hears Rina purr approvingly before growling and attacking with a vengeance. Magenta feels like she's being devoured and it's ecstasy as the pure wild taste of Rina rolls across her tongue. Rina's fingers drive into her hard and fast as Magenta pulls Rina tightly against her mouth, hands grasping lean, golden flanks and she feels her body tightening when the body above shakes and convulses. Rina's fingers are hard and deep inside as the raven haired beauty arches her back, howling in release. The primal sound of it and the strong taste send Magenta over the edge and she can feel her body gripping at Rina, her hips bucking against that strong hand as they shiver in shared ecstasy.
Rina falls to the bed beside her and Magenta turns so she can embrace her, pressing soft kisses along her collar bone and up her neck until their mouths meet in a long leisurely kiss. She can taste herself in Rina's mouth just as Rina's taste is still in her and the combination is heaven. Their hands leisurely explore and touch and caress as they lie, relaxed in each other's arms.
Magenta smiled. "I am happy you finished your work-out early."
There was a mischievous light in Rina's chocolate eyes. "It wasn't any fun without you watching." She laughed up at the Magenta's surprised look. "You thought I didn't notice?"
"You never gave any sign. If you knew I wanted you, why didn't you say something?"
Rina gently traced Magenta's collar bone then down between her breasts to softly caress her stomach. "I didn't know it was me you wanted."
"How could you not?"
"Well, I knew you wanted someone, that was obvious. But I didn't know if you were watching because I'm the only one here or because you actually wanted me. When I heard you say my name, I knew, so...I acted."
Magenta dropped a soft kiss on Rina's mouth. "Feel free to act again. Anytime." She kissed her again, deeper, then again, even deeper and harder. Soon they were both hungry and needing and the only sounds in the room were soft moans and the sound of flesh against flesh.
