Moving Fast

Sayumi had intended to get up early to square away the vehicle rental. She didn't have enough stuff in my tiny apartment to warrant a truck, but there was more than they could reasonably carry the large distance between the two apartments. She roused early enough Cicilia had still been asleep.

It had been like something out of a movie, trying to stealthfully untangle herself from the other woman without waking her. The plucky adventurer sneaking through the dragons lair. As she sat up, she may have stopped to stare a bit, smiling at the boxer. She looked so cute and serene while she slept.

A stark contrast to when she was up and about. Cicilia just had this power to her, an air of unwavering will that only really came down when they were being intimate or when she was sleeping. Sayumi had to will herself not to smother the woman in kisses. She didn't want to wake her after all. She risked brushing back a few strands of the boxer's dark hair before she slipped off the bed.

Breakfast was important. Even if it was something simple. Just cereal and some juice at the table. She knew today was going to be long and hard, so keeping her energy up would be key. Nothing too heavy, so. Cereal was her go it. She hadn't even been half way done when she heard the bathroom door close. Her efforts to get the morning workload done solo seemingly dashed as Cicilia has apparently gotten up as well. She kicked herself now for not having woken the girl herself in an affectionate way, but her heart had been in the right place.

The two had breakfast together and Sayumi laid out the day. A sweeping plan to cover both days of the weekend to make sure everything was set up and finished.

Getting the car had been simple. Just a small amount of money down, and a per day rate. Despite not having a car herself, she did have a license and knew her way around a car despite it having been awhile since last she drove. It was a small non-descript Honda, nothing fancy. A decent sized trunk and fold down seats were all they needed... Plus it was cheap.

She had gotten them to her apartement where all of her things were waiting and packed. She had done to early in the week to make sure this would be a smooth trip. Finally Cicilia got a chance to see where she lived. While the building and her apartment was meticulously clean, it was clear why she thought of Cicilia's apartment was massive.

Her own was a common low cost apartment with a small entry room that was no bigger than a landing. From there a door took you to a tiny bathroom or the apartment proper which was just one room. The kitchen trappings tucked along one wall. The apartment was stripped bare now, but there was no other rooms. Just one common use room dwarfed in size by Cicilia's place.

With the two women working together they have managed to empty out all her things with just two short car trips. Over just under two hours everything was up in Cicilia's apartment ready to be unpacked or assembled.

Sayumi, the architect of the moving plans had set Cicilia to work with reassembling standing shelves, using a stud finder to find locations they could hang things, and clearing a space in the apartment for what would be Sayumi's tailoring workspace. Sayumi had set herself to work with unpacking all her clothes to steal up dresser a d closet space, packing both to the brim between their shared garments.

From there she dressed up the bedroom a bit. A nightstand, an ornate lamp, far too many plushies on the bed. She even had an old lava lamp from her younger years that she set on the dresser. Hanging stuff would come later, so she went out to check on Cicilia's progress for now instead.

The cute and serine boxer smiled softly in her sleep as she picked up on Sayumi's fingers gracing her cheeks to shift her hair, the signals being sent through her mind in the form of a dream. What kind of dream, you ask...? It involved she and Sayumi together in a quiet, intimate setting, the goings on left relatively vague likely for the sake of Cicilia's withering innocence. It wouldn't take much time for her to realize what it was once she was awake...

Speaking of which, The German's eyes opened slowly, expecting to see her lavender-haired partner in her arms, frowning with disappointment to see that she had gotten up first. If only she were here right now... Cicilia would've given her something quite nice to wake up too... Since she wasn't, however, the boxer let out a groan as she stretched out her limbs, throwing off her sheets and making her way into the bathroom for a nice warm shower. Her movements were long and sluggish as one would expect, taking her time among the hot steaming water as it rained down upon her and awakening her senses.

Afterwords, Cicilia walked into the kitchen with just a bit more coherence than before, grabbing a bowl herself and munching on the cereal as her sweetheart laid out the plan for the day. She'd only now noticed that she hadn't even bothered to get dressed yet, her slick, glistening skin dressed only in her underwear as she sat at the table. Good. She wanted Sayumi to see what she'd missed by getting up. She listened and nodded, picking up the general idea of their daunting mission as she worked on her cereal, only the more important details slipping past her drowsy brain... like how, in fact, they were supposed to get a car.

As it would happen, Sayumi was far more dedicated in the current moment than Cicilia was, having the entire plan laid out and ready to go by the time they dressed and ready to execute it. In a matter of time that seemed significantly short than it actually was, Cicilia found herself sitting shot-gun as her girlfriend was driving her up to her former apartment. Just like that... She had to have fallen asleep or something between then and now because she couldn't BELIEVE something like renting a car had been achieved so fast... She looked over at her girlfriend and smiled, lightly rubbing her shoulder with her hand as she drove. Always such a miracle...

Cicilia was genuinely surprised as she'd finally bore witness to the living conditions Sayumi was forced to live in, further made speechless by the fact her girlfriend hadn't gone violently insane in this place. It was so BRUTALLY compact though respectably clean, the sense of claustrophobia made even more intense by all the STUFF in here. Well her respect for her girlfriend just went from a 9 to a 10, her mental fortitude surely an iron fortress to remain sane living here...

Nevertheless, both she and Sayumi had this place all packed up and back home in a matter of hours, the German being left to assemble shelves while her lavender goddess went about redecorating the bedroom. Fair enough she supposed...  couldn't be that hard right?

Well... Suffice it to say, Cicilia was getting frustrated with these shelves... She was making progress putting them all together to be sure, but they were all so stubborn... It all looked simple but... it really REALLY wasn't for one person. She muttered certain choice words in german as pieces refused to go into places, places refused to accept pieces and over all reminded Cicilia of how well she put together lego sets. Terribly.

Eventually she managed to put ONE together by the time Sayumi came back to check on her, Cicilia smiling sheepishly as her girlfriend made her presence known.

"Heya, beautiful." She greeted, the flames of anger immediately quenched. "Making progress on my end. How about yours?"

Sayumi went immediately to the couch, wanting to just throw herself down into it. She stopped short with a sigh, knowing doing that would doom their efforts here today. She made her way instead to Cicilia, crouching down to plant a big kiss on her lips. She draped her arms around her girlfriend with a smile. "Good, so far." She glanced out over of Cicilia's progress. She had been expecting a bit more to have been done by now on her other half's side of things. She wasn't sure why, the fact the boxer didn't even own a toolbox was somewhat telling of her handiness. Perhaps it had something to do with her upbringing... though she wouldn't bring that up for everything else that came along with it.

"Until we are ready to hang stuff, the bedroom is done for now. I figured I'd come help out here and get my sewing stuff all squared away. Just point me to where is okay." She gave her girlfriend a small cuddle and another kiss this time on the cheek. She was thankful to have any help really, since her original plan had been to do this all herself while Cicilia was at work.

Cicilia smiled widely as Sayumi draped her arms around her, pulling her into a big kiss she'd have been stupid not to share. She wrapped her arms around the lavender beauty, pulling her in closer to deepen their kiss, wanting to make it as enjoyable for them both... Their chests pressed pressed softly together as the German pushed in on her lover's kiss, wanting to make her hers now that she'd come in for that kiss... She'd just peeked into a pandora's box with this little gesture and Cicilia wasn't going to be so merciful as let it pass... After a long couple minutes of pure, unadulterated making out, she'd pull away, staring longingly into those beautiful eyes.

"Good..." She sighed, cuddling her girlfriend and blushing as she felt her lips tenderly grace her cheek... She leaned in again, taking her lips in hers once more before she could say another word, this time being a tad more gentle as she leaned into Sayumi, one hand resting on her shoulder, the other wrapped tightly around her mid-back, keeping her from falling back too far.

In her bliss, Cicilia had completely forgotten what she'd been doing up until this point, only vaguely recalling once she pulled away and Sayumi managed to get her thought out. Oh... that's right... They were getting all of her stuff in order here, weren't they...? Oh sometimes she wished that these little moments of theirs were all there was to life...

"I'd appreciate the help..." She'd giggle, pecking her lips. "Anywhere so long as it doesn't block my way to the kitchen, game systems or bedroom... I'm not all that picky."

"Mmm..." She giggled softly as Cicilia wrapped her arms around her. As she was draw in more and the boxer deepened there kiss she whined softly, they had so much to do! Her small protest subsided though without much resistance as she willingly gave herself over to Cicilia. Her hands slipped around behind Cicilia's back and head, caressing at her lover gingerly as they traded kisses for a few minutes. She sighed softly, wanting nothing more than to stay like this for the rest of the day. It was far more alluring an option than hanging shelves and unpacking boxes. Her girlfriend had a way of making her lose her sense of responsibilities which she hated... but also loved.

She had cuddled herself up against Cicilia tightly when all was said and done, a hand rubbing up and down the length of her lover's arm. "The help...? Oh... right." She looked to Cicilia, visibly sad to slip from their embrace. As she uncurled herself from the boxer she started to rise... and sneaked in one last peck on the lips as the final word before she scampered out of reach to stop repercussions. She moved to a small area slightly near the entertainment area, pointing towards the couch. "Can I set it up there? That way I can wheel it over and I can watch you play games on the TV when I work on clothes. Two birds with one stone!"

Cicilia blinked as Sayumi delivered upon her one final kiss before moving away, having the last word in their... pleasurable conversation. She stared at the lavender cutie, a very certain expression on her face as her lips curled up into a smile. Her body tensed as she felt the impulse to get up and pull her lover onto the couch, to take their kissing to the next level and keep raising that bar ALL into the night. The temptation was insane, every part of her seemed to want it... That little one-up wouldn't be left unchallenged!

Later, Cicilia... LATER! YOU HAVE WORK TO DO! Screamed the voice of reason in her head. It suspiciously sounded a lot like Sayumi... Maybe that's why she tended to listen to it more.  

The German napped out of her trance, tucking those fantasies away for later as the much more sterile reality came back into focus. Her girlfriend asked if she could set it up near the couch, only needing to wheel her table in front of it so she could both watch her and work at the same time! Somehow... she was worried about that... As much as she trusted her lover to remain focused on a task (and believe her, she knew first hand her focus...), she didn't quite like the idea of someone she cared about working with a sewing machine before an active distraction. The noises and sound effects alone would no doubt make her look up every once in a while... She didn't want Sayumi to sew her FINGERS into her work, now did she?

"I'd feel more comfortable if you moved it back to our room..." Cicilia admitted, her loving expression turning more serious. "Someplace nice and quiet, easier for you to focus, you know? I don't think watching me play while you work with the machine would be a good combination..."

Sayumi blinked lips tugging into a small frown as she looked on her sewing equipment boxes, back to Cicilia. It was an odd feeling, being told no, even as gentle as it was. Their relationship tended to be comprised of Cicilia agreeing with most of her suggestions. As childish as it was, this hit her a bit harder than it should have.

The boxer's reasoning made sense but... Was that the actual reason? She knew the game room was a sacred space to her. It's one of the reasons she wanted to marry their two hobbies, to spend time with one another in more ways. She glanced to the bedroom, nodding slowly. By the time she had turned back around she was smiling again, though it was halfheartedly.

"That sounds good. I'm going to go get that all set up. We'll need that shelf in there for all mu supplies, so we might need to move the dresser a little." She started getting any box laden with sewing materials and supplies in one place, setting them near the bathroom to ready their move into the bedroom after the shelf was put in.

"Yeah... that's fine."

Cicilia's heart nearly broke as Sayumi's face contorted into a disappointed frown. She tried to hide it under a half-formed grin but it's disguise was hardly opaque enough to hide her true feelings... She could tell by the look on her face that she really wanted her idea to become a reality but it was just something she couldn't allow. Not because of some ulterior motive that had to do with preserving the sanctity of her gaming area or anything... Heck, Sayumi herself was free to play on it so long as she put everything back EXACTLY where she found them, giving her free reign of the area. She just didn't want her girlfriend to hurt herself being distracted from her sewing... She'd hate it if her lover had been there sewing while she played, getting hurt because she glanced up from her work at a critical moment...

"Hey..." Cicilia called after her sweetheart as she began loading boxes, coming up to her as she went to grab another one to pull her into a hug. Sayumi had been all smiles and sunshine up until now for the most part and seeing her disappointed was... painful... In her heart, the boxer knew she was right in her decision. That sewing machine must be in a place where there weren't many distractions... Even so, she couldn't just let her mope like this... It was just too painful to watch...

It sucked to be right sometimes...

"You mean a lot to me, you know that?" Cicilia asked, placing a soft kiss on Sayumi's forehead.

"Hm?" She paused from loading boxes to look back to Cicilia. She was pulled into a hug, blinking. The embrace came as a surprise to her. Had she done something? Said something? Perhaps something of her disappoint had shown after all. She was no actor after all, and despite her best efforts almost always wore her heart on her shoulder. With a soft sign she leaned herself into her lover's embrace, slipping her arms around her waist loosely. She was so thoughtful to comfort her over something to small, so stupid. It helped to know she cared so deeply as to not let even the smallest sliver of doubts eat at her when she knew they were present.

She leaned her head down upon Cicilia's shoulder one she had been kissed, rocking slowly in her arms. She smiled faintly. "How can I not? you remind me every day." She peered up to Cicilia, getting up on her tip toes to give the girl a small kiss. She sighed softly as she tightened her arms around the girl, snuggling herself up against her. "This is why we can't work on this stuff together... we are just going to keep winding up like this and get nothing done." She giggled softly as she nuzzled Cicilia's neck. "I'll set up my sewing space, we'll assemble the rest of the shelves, set up a few nails and hooks to hang things in the right places.... and call it a day? We should be able to get everything else done tomorrow. It will be mostly decorating and just unloading boxes."

The German sighed as Sayumi shared in her hug, softly pressing her lips against hers as she rose to meet them. She couldn't help but smile at her lover's observation, noting that they shouldn't work together because they'd always end up like this. So bad... but so true... Sayumi was trying to be so serious here, get some actual work done but Cicilia was having the hardest time keeping her hands off her... So callow and hopeless was she, the poor German couldn't keep to her own devices for one day! Well... she supposed she could blame a little bit of that on her girlfriend... After all, she was so freaking CUTE (and hot, obviously)! She sighed as she felt Sayumi nuzzle her neck, tightening her hold on her lover just the tiniest bit...

"Mmm... Sounds good..." She hummed softly, gently rubbing her cheek against hers, that smooth, beautiful skin... She had thought this constantly throughout their relationship but she didn't want to let her go... She was too precious... to sweet and important... It was almost like she feared that if she left her sight, she might just be gone forever... A moment passed, then two, and Cicilia still hadn't let go of her just yet, completely forgetting she had to let Sayumi go for her plan to come to fruition.

And then she remembered...

Slowly, she undid her arms, letting them hang by her sides as she give the lavender beauty a chance to back away and resume her work, staring longingly at her all the while. If their separation went smoothly and without any more distractions, Cicilia would return to her work on the shelves with a smile on her face... Progress would proceed much faster than before, perhaps because she had more of a motivation to work... "Calling it a day" sounded real nice right now...