Measuring Up

Sayumi had long herself in their kiss, though that was nothing new by now. Cicilia had a way of drawing her in that she couldn't explain. It was a weakness, but one she was not really willing to condemn. When they parted her lips pursued the boxer's, though only to plant a small peck where they had once been locked in tight. The cherry on top of their shared sundae.

Her eyes met Cicilia's crimson gaze, head tilting as the observed her. The weight to the boxer was noticable, her own soft features of concern spoke to that. "Yeah. Right here." She glanced from side to side before smiling back to Cicilia. Though she regretted her words a bit, uncertain if that had been a polite way to try and get her to leave.

The German smiled widely, leaning in and taking another kiss from her sweetheart.

"Good answer..." She mumbled after breaking their short contact once more. "I... uhm... I'm really tired now... For real this time... All that ... crying... really took it out of me. I might need a nap and I was wondering... Would you lay with me? N-no sex or anything... Just laying together." She held her gaze with her girlfriend, letting her grip slip a tad in case Sayumi wanted to pull away. She wouldn't blame her... It was a weird thing to be asking, wasn't it? She couldn't have imagined any other way to say it though... no way that wouldn't just slip over the beautiful Lavender's head. "I... need you with me..."

A darker blush washed over Cicilia's face, partly because of how HARD it was to keep from stuttering or pausing, the other because of her stupid little request. And it was stupid, wasn't it...? You didn't just ASK your partner to lay down with you did you?

AH! She felt like an idiot....

"Okay!" Despite what Cicilia may have thought, Sayumi though this was a great idea. She enjoyed just spending time with the boxer, among her favorites has just been being with her for those softer tender moments. While she had fun with their more heated encounters, especially when they made it into a competitive game, they were far from what she really wanted from their relationship as a whole.

Sayumi lived on her own on sheer willpower. Buried back behind her cheery optimism was a looming sense of dread that followed her almost always. She preferred to be among others or in well lit places. The darkness hid dangers, unknown threats she couldn't possibly face. Her apartment, small and cramped, was always well lit, meticulously so. No corner was left darkened out of fear of what might come from it. While Cicilia had her demons, fueled by rage, Sayumi's were tormentors were born of crippling fear.

All that didn't seem to matter when she was with Cicilia. She was big and strong... Sayumi felt safe with her. She knew that no matter what crawled out from the darkness, her girlfriend would be there to help her, to protect her from whatever came. It had also been the reason she was so hesitant to trust the boxer, her rage made her volatile, placing faith in her to have it betrayed would have destroyed Sayumi not only physically, but mentally. Perhaps she didn't know how much she had come to subconsciously lean on Cicilia since they had met and hit things off, but she know she preferred not to be alone.

Sayumi scooped Cicilia's hands up in her own, bringing them both up to her face to kiss the back of one palm then the other. "I have two conditions." She leaned in, standing before Cicilia as she cheerfully swung their arms forward and back cheerfully. "I need to borrow some more comfortable clothes..." Her dress wouldn't make for good napping gear. "...and I get to be the big spoon." She beamed at this request, not even sure if Cicilia knew what she was talking about. Sayumi knew! It was in her book. My god, this girl was a savage negotiator.

The German's grin widened if a bit in surprise with how quickly Sayumi agreed. At this point, wouldn't she know her enough to guess what she'd act like? Well... projection did a good bit behind the scenes... She didn't believe her girlfriend would agree to something like this easily or as quickly as she had because it wasn't something Cicilia would do. Despite the fact she brought up the idea, were the situations reversed, Cicilia might've hesitated or blushed darkly, the soft cuddling parts of the relationship being something she wasn't used too.

Even now, a soft pink blush flashed across her face as Sayumi took her hands in hers, kissing the back of each one. She had to be the most beautiful person in the world... There was nobody out there that could even compare to this angel that held her hands... When she looked at her sweet, innocent girlfriend, she felt a need to just hold her and protect her. She couldn't explain how or why but she wanted to be the bulwark between her and all her troubles and pains. She wanted to save her from pain... How had she been achieving this...? With her love. It had been the only way she knew how to battle the abstract and it came instinctively. Cicilia was many things... Angry, a warrior at heart, a monster in battle. But when it came to her girlfriend... She wanted to be her guardian... her partner.... her friend and lover. She wanted to be someone better.

"Conditions...?" Cicilia questioned, tilting her head. She wanted... More comfortable clothes and... letting be 'the big spoon...?' The German had NO idea what that could possibly mean. Was that a punchline of some joke? Did she miss the buildup? She supposed she was going to find out soon.

"Uh... well... You could wear my shirt if you don't mind it." Cicilia mentioned, nodding over to it deflated on the floor near them. Still smelled of roses. "I could find you some sweatpants too..."

If all sounded well and good to Sayumi, she'd gently wait for her to pick up the shirt if she even wanted it before taking her hand again and leading her back to her bedroom. Inside was just as clean white and barren as before, only a bed in the center of the room against the back-wall. Cicilia would head over to her closet, opening up the doors and browsing about before pulling out a pair of soft grey pants and holding them out to her sweet.

"Is this alright?" She asked.

Sayumi had scooped up the shirt as they made their way to Cicilia's room, hand in hand as she practically skipped along side the woman, throwing their arms forward and back together. As they slipped into Cicilia's room the two parted. She wasn't sure where the boxer was going, but let her do her thing. Sayumi quietly worked the buttons of her dress, slipping out of her belt. Her eyes wandered the room, taking in how bland and lifeless it was. She would have to change that. Perhaps her next project after she had finished Cicilia's outfit. Her girlfriend needed better energy surrounding her that wasn't just blank walls. She slowly slipped out of her dress, folding it up nearly to set on Cicilia's dresser.

She blinked at the offered sweat pants, standing in her simple black bra and panties accompanied by her stockings from earlier. She tilted her head curiously before throwing on Cicilia's shirt over it all. "I'm good. Thanks!" She chirped, hopping onto the edge of the bed as she drew down her stockings to kick them off. She gestured her arms wide smiling up at Cicilia as she presented herself, ready for bed time snuggles! "This alright?"

Cicilia watched with a tiny bit of arousal as Sayumi stripped herself down to her underwear, unable to keep herself from staring at that black bra she wore... At least until she offered the sweatpants. The german grinned as the lavender beauty simply dawned the shirt she was offered, sitting on the edge of the bed and asking if this outfit was fine...

Heh... Did she even need to ask...?

"You're gorgeous." Cicilia giggled, putting the pants back in their place before going to join her on the side of the bed. Hopping up herself, the German reached out to take Sayumi's hands hers. She leaned in slowly, softly pecking her lips... She simply couldn't resist. Every time they were close like this, the temptation to kiss her sweetheart was almost as strong as she was. Every time they met it was just... so good... So sweet... so personal... She loved every bit of time they spent together... She never wanted it to end.

"What was all that about being the 'big-spoon...?'" Cicilia inquired with a small smile, gently running her thumb over Sayumi's hand. "Is that some kind of... cuddling technique...?"

She blushed faintly at the compliment, reaching her leg out to prod Cicilia with her toes. She moved her leg from side to side, giving the girl a playfully hard time to get by her leh to finally join her. If Cicilia wasn't crafty enough ot didn't move her aside, she would relent after a bit and let her by. She giggled at the peck, stealing one back before Cicilia could pull away, as if she thought she could get a freebie in. As if! She gave Cicilia's hands a tug, drawing her back onto the bed. "It is actually. Here..." She nodding to the bed. "Just lay down on your side, away from me, and I'll explain."

She tucked her legs in, sitting cross legs on the bed as she awaited Cicilia to lay herself down. She bobbled cheerfully with a smile.

Oh well... she was caught red-handed trying to steal a kiss. Cicilia giggled as Sayumi stole her kiss RIGHT back before inching away, pulling the German further into bed with her. The instructions she was given perplexed Cicilia, preferring much more to nuzzle up to her face-to-face... Well... Because she asked, the German would be willing to try anything she supposed...

The boxer flipped over on her side so that her vulnerable back faced Sayumi, a small curious grin on her lips. She couldn't imagine what a spoon would have to do with sleeping together but then... there wasn't that much she knew about these kinds of relationships. She hadn't picked up her relationships-book since she was but a child so she'd clearly be a step behind her girlfriend in all this.

"Okay... What's step two...?"

"Don't worry, that part is all me!" She clapped softly as she flopped down behind Cicilia on the bed. The mattress shifted as she wiggled herself up behind the boxer, slipping her arms around her. She curved her body to press directly along whatever shape Cicilia had taken as she had laid herself down, snuggling up close and cozy. She gave the girl a nuzzle from behind on her neck and shoulder... and because she could she put one leg over Cicilia. Not because it was a required part of spooning, but because she wanted to. Surprise! "Little spoon, meet big spoon." She pecked the back of her girlfriend's neck. "Cause we fit together. Get it?" She giggled, returning to nuzzling Cicilia from behind.

She had never done this before her self, unless you counted cuddling up with a pillow or stuffed animal. They didn't have quite the same feel as another person. She felt this had been a fantastic idea. "...So, what do you think?"

Cicilia shivered as Sayumi's arms slipped around her stomach from behind, her body pressing against hers in such a way that they fit together like a pair of puzzle-pieces. Feeling the lavender cutie's nuzzle against her shoulder and neck forced a small quiet moan from the boxer, a strong BLUSH following soon afterwords... Not long after that, her girlfriend's leg rested over her side, pulling them even closer together, a feeling that couldn't have been more perfect...

"O-oh..." She whispered, getting what the whole meaning of this spoon-thing was finally. Sayumi asked what she thought of all this and the German glanced back at her, endless warmth radiating from her gaze. What did she think...? WHAT DID SHE THINK!? She thought this was probably the best possible way to be held... It was so warm... so safe... Her body melted into Sayumi's gentle hold, craving every second they were together.

"Just.... don't let go..." She sighed, nearly begged even, pressing herself back against her girlfriend's body, her eyes slowly fluttering shut. Already, doing something she hadn't EVER done before, Cicilia could feel sleep beginning to draw her away. Her breathing began to slow, her heart began to steady, her lips curling upwards into a most satisfied smile. There was no need for blankets... All she needed was Sayumi... forever and ever.