We Need To Talk... Again.

...This wasn't something she wanted to talk about. She had kept Sayumi safe from those that would threaten her life, kept attention on herself instead of her girlfriend all the while hiding the guiding hand from her the whole time... so she thought. The first time, she felt justified because... well... She didn't know exactly... She didn't want anything to trouble her precious Sayumi... She didn't want her to worry about anything... When she was in the hospital, Cicilia saw how utterly broken her poor girlfriend was... The beautiful lavender was shattered to see her in such a state... Broken... Vulnerable... If she confided in her now... told her about these things... Would it go the same way...?

And what of how to fix it? She liked those options even less...

These were the things she mused about early in the morning, a nightmare having pried her from her precious dream-land... She lay there, her arms wrapped around her partner's midsection, holding her close as she just stared over her shoulder into the darkness. No... She couldn't keep this from her forever... If and when she found out, it'd be best if she heard it from Cicilia herself... Nobody else. Images of Juno and Margaux flashed through the boxer's mind, their smug smiles as they attacked the Juggernaut in the only real soft-spot she had. They couldn't beat her in a fight... They couldn't say anything to insult her personally... But they both threatened Sayumi... That elicited the reaction they craved and now they new where to go.

"...I love you..." She whispered softly in her lover's ear before burying her face in her soft, lavender hair. "I love you so much, Sayumi..." These words were not meant to be heard... Not least because her girlfriend was supposed to be asleep. She didn't want to disturb her but... this needed to be said. They gave her strength... the RIGHT strength. The will to say what needed to be said to the only woman who would truly listen to her.

And so, Cicilia would lay against her lover, nuzzling softly against her as she waited for Sayumi to rejoin the world of the day... Waiting with anxious anticipation...

Sayumi stirred awake in a waking haze, purring softly like a kitten as Cicilia nuzzled her into consciousness. She weakly bat her hands at her girlfriend in mock protest, letting out a small whine. “Stoooop.” As she giggled softly, turning away from the nuzzles. Cicilia knew well enough she didn't mean it, the lavender hair girl loved things like this.

She pressed a palm lightly to one of Cicilia’s arm which were wrapped around her, giving the girl forearm a light sleepy rub. Her other hand reached up to gently caress the boxer's cheek before she playfully just draped her entirely have over the woman's features, dragging it down along her face trying to make her lover sputter. “Tag, you’re it” She whispered softly, trying to curl up more against Cicilia with a yawn. "No takebacks."

The disturbance didn't seem to rouse her completely, very much appearing as though she would promptly slip back asleep if not given enough reason to remain awake. Without something a bit more jarring to stir her, she wasn't likely to get up most days unless she had to. It was a rather nice change to be able to get rest, unlike the month or so surrounding Cicilia’s serious injuries.

"...No." Cicilia whispered back upon her lover's awakening, leaning in a little more to kiss at her neck. Even though there were important things to say, she could wait until they've woken up a bit... enjoyed their morning and such. The German sighed happily as Sayumi placed one hand on the arm that held her, gently stroking her bicep, the other gracing her cheek. She pulled away from her lover's neck, smiling brightly... well... until the gorgeous lavender decided to jam her hand into her face! Cicilia's eyes widened in shock as her lips pressed hard against the wrestler's soft, tender palm... before she began to kiss it, turning Sayumi's little taunt against her! Her lips pressed softly against her skin, suckling it's pristine, pale complexion, all the while Cicilia's free hand gently running along her lover's shoulder.

"Mmmph..." She sighed softly into her girlfriend's hand before pulling away, her expression all smiles... She couldn't think of many times where being with her DIDN'T fill her with joy! Her cute, cuddly snuggle-bunny... How she loved her so... Sayumi pressed herself harder against her, curling up into a little ball that Cicilia eagerly embraced, pulling her into her arms and holding her close... She could feel their heart-beats begin to pound as one, syncing up with one another as if to mimic their bond. The german hot-head smiled lovingly down at her sweet, Sayumi before reaching out with a hand, gently poking the tip of her nose with her finger.

"You... tag." She giggled dreamily. "You are it..." She completely ignored her partner's insistance that she couldn't tag her back, instead pulling her into a warm "good morning" kiss, trying to keep her from drifting off again... If Cicilia had to keep Sayumi's attention firmly locked on her than so be it! And besides... She wouldn't mind, would she...? What better way to wake up than to the lips of the person you held most dear?

"...My sweet lavender..." She whispered between smooches. "...Don't fall asleep on me, 'kay...?"

Sayumi wiggled in Cicilia’s grasp, hissing softly like a cat or snake that was being accosted as her lover kissed her palm. She used this time to wipe her hand all over the boxer's face and mess up her hair a bit as her own brand of bedroom warfare. “You can't cage meeeee.” The lavender hair girl spoke in a soft mousy voice, half yawning as she did so. As she turned over, she tucked out her backside to shove it up against Cicilia's hip, trying to use that as a distraction to steal away all the covers and bury herself in a blanket cocoon.

Her nose scrunched up as it was poked, turning her head to crack one eye open to peer at her girlfriend. “You are under arrest, for illegal tag backs. You have the right to remain sil-mmm!” Sayumi tensed up as she was pulled into a kiss. Her flailed a hand, beating lightly at Cicilia’s shoulder at first before her resistance died off. She sank into he kiss, closing her eyes as she leaned in, joining the effort to welcome her to the waking world.

With a soft sigh, she enjoyed the kisses, though kept up a begrudging air to it. “You know… bribery won't work on me. You are still under arrest… … … hiayah!” Sayumi flopped over, throwing the sheets high, attempting to bring them down over her girlfriend and attempt wrap the other woman up. Sheriff Aria was in town, and she always got her lady.

“You’re coming with me, varmint.” if she had managed to roll her lover up in the sheets, she would shove the girl over and try to climb on top of her, a leg to either side to straddle her lover. “You messed with the wrong cowpoke.” Sayumi would attempt to pin the boxer down, though she wasn't fully booted up yet from her slumber, still a bit sluggish. If Cicilia didn't or couldn't stop her, she would slowly lower her head, looking as if she were about to kiss the woman… then press her lips to her neck to blow a big wet raspberry into her skin, something that had become a commonplace signature of her these days.

"Mmm..." Cicilia hummed back as they smooched, the German's eyes fluttering shut as she pulled her lover tightly against her... well... until she stopped struggling. Her grip slacked gradually as they simply laid together and traded kisses, the boxer's hands drifting up to Sayumi's cheeks, coaxing her to stay here with her... forever... The laws of the universe don't work that way, though as their lungs eventually ran out of air... the two separated inch by inch, Cicilia hesitant to give her any space. Her lover's response gained a raised eyebrow from the German, smirking widely at her choice of roll-play! Reaaaaally...? Cops and robbers? She had no IDEA she was into roleplay... this kind anyhow! She made a note for later.

"Aww... you caught me..." She giggled softly. "Take me away, cop-WOAH!" Sayumi sprung up like the blanket monster from old child stories, throwing them all over the german before she could mount any kind of defense! Even quicker, the lavender wrestler was able tie her up, wrapping her helplessly among their sheets, Cicilia genuinely surprised by her lover's speed and skill this early in the morning! She blinked, shocked at how quickly she was subdued, looking down at her cotton prison... She loved it when she was pushed down like this by her, even more when she was beaten honestly!... And she WAS beaten here... Cicilia's cheeks burned as she stared up at her partner as she straddled her, her sanguine eyes staring up intently up into those soft blues.

"V-varmint!?" Cicilia snorted, snickering lightly! Suddenly, this went from cops and robbers... to sheriff and outlaws... Cicilia had very little knowledge of American westerns and so... this transition caught her off guard suddenly. Still... that awkward pause didn't take away from the intensity of the moment. Sayumi leaned down and Cicilia leaned up, their lips headed right towards one another... She craved them, those perfect, full lips... but they would not have her again so soon! Sayumi slipped right by Cicilia and, before she could voice a protest, the boxer cried out in shock as the japanese hottie delivered upon her a most moist (and well deserved) raspberry to her neck!

"AAAH!" Cicilia cried out, struggling against her bonds. her face was now almost fully pink, her cheeks a deeper red. "Wh-what, no jury, no judge, no lawyer? Unfair I tell you! Unfair!"

Sayumi had wrapped her arms and legs around Cicilia, keeping her trapped within her blanket shell as if she were the prey to some manner of spider. Why this had taken a western theme was beyond her, in fact, outside of it being a word cowboys used she wasn't lying terribly sure what a varmint was. She was however committed to this, having gone too far to turn back now. Her raspberry died off, leaving room for her to nuzzle and smooch at her lover’s neck before settling back in on top of her, getting cozy at her girlfriend's expense.

It didn't seem as though she had been swayed to really get up past a bit of horseplay, content to stay like this with her cuddle prisoner. “I am the law in this apartment.” She said softly, giving Cicilia a sloppy wet kiss on the cheek. Then another. And one more for good measure. “You should know better. I always get my girl.” She gave the boxer a tight squeeze, a big warm hug, but also further means to keep her prisoner contained.

“What time is it anyway?” She plopped her cheek on Cicilia’s shoulder, peering at her lazily with one eye closed. It would be easy for her to just go back to sleep, even after rolling around like this as long as she had Cicilia to snuggle with. It took a decent amount of effort for her to get up and stay up normally, requiring a morning routine to get moving when she needed to.

Cicilia shivered and gasped shakily as Sayumi kissed all up and down her neck, her face gently burying itself there as well... She nuzzled and cuddled, wrapping her arms and legs around her, only reinforcing the prison of snuggles that kept her contained! Her lover declared herself the law of this apartment and, seeing what position Cicilia was in, she had no grounds to contradict her. She simply stared up at her lovingly, her smiles only widening with each sloppy kiss pressed against her cheek! It was like Sayumi was trying to remind her of the many reasons she was in love with her... like she needed it but Cicilia accepted her cuteness regardless!

She sighed happily as her partner rested her head on one of her shoulders, snuggling up against her rather nicely as the German just stared up at the ceiling... She couldn't hold her partner... but that was okay... She was hugging her enough for the both of them! Sayumi's question prompted the boxer to lazily turn her head over to the bedside table where her digital clock lay, her sanguine eyes widening slightly in surprise!

"Uh... nine o'clock..." Cicilia whispered. She had no IDEA they had been asleep that long! ...Heh... wow. Must've REALLY been some night last night... Better than she remembered to have knocked them both out this long! Letting out a heavy breath, Cicilia turned her gaze back to her lover, smiling warmly up to her, trying to wriggle her way out of her prison. This was fun and all but... they had adult stuff to do... They couldn't lay around in bed all day!

"Hey, cutie... Mind letting me out of here...? I gotta get dressed and stuff... If you want, we could do some more of this later... Maybe you could even show me how you did it toooooo?" Ah, the prisoner trying to bargin for bail... She had no idea if she was going to be able to talk her way out of this one... but it was fun to try...

Any time Sayumi woke up, it was too early in her mind. She enjoyed sleep, when it was restful anyway she had no shortage of that since Cicilia's return either. Heavy, easy slumber with her girlfriend wrapped in her arms or vice versa. Just knowing she wasn't alone made every night seem perfect.

“I don't have to be anywhere until 2:00.” She purred softly, nuzzling up against her captive with another squeeze. As far as she was concerned, that was reason enough to remain here. Sure, Cicilia WANTED to go get dressed, but did she really need to? So far the lavendar haired girl hadn't received a convincing argument to release her. Rather than simply tell her no, she peppered her lover’s cheek and neck with a few more kisses before settling back in lazily over top of her.

“What are you wearing today? Are you going to be real preeeeetty?” It was a roundabout way of finding out what her girlfriend's plans were without asking. Shopping, gym, a run, a match tonight… they carried with them different stylistic needs. Granted, almost all of those for Cicilia fell under a hoodie and jeans… she still was curious. She might even take in the peep show of her getting dressed, simply because she could.

“What’s your hurry. Don't you wanna spend sooooo much time with me?” Her cutsey tailunting tone was dumbed down a bit by how groggy she was, punctuated with another loud yawn. It seemed as though she had no real intentions on letting the boxer go free without good reason or force.

Cicilia squirmed in the sheet-prison surrounding her as her lover squeezed her again, starting to feel quite hot between her own body heat and Sayumi's! She shivered and squirmed some more as the beautiful lavender atop her peppered her face with kisses and pecks of all kinds across her cheeks and neck, remarking that she didn't have anywhere to go until 2:00! The German cocked an eyebrow at that, curious as to what she meant. It sounded almost as if she had an appointment... With Mariah perhaps? She had noticed Sayumi had taken a hiatus from wrestling despite her constant efforts to remain in shape... Maybe she was thinking about getting back into the sport? She smiled at that... She would LOVE to see Sayumi back in the ring, see her kick some ass and take some titles! She wasn't the strongest, but there was very few who could pull off adorable sex appeal and masterful elegance like her little lavender!

"Oh...? Is that so...?" Cicilia mused softly, gently worming an arm out from her prison! Even though she was wrapped up like a burrito, her constant squirms and shifts had loosened her bindings ever so slightly, enough for her to make an escape maybe... "And just where are YOU going, hmm?" She was much more direct with her questioning as her partner rebounded the question right back in a much more subtle way, questioning what attire she'd choose! Cicilia only smiled softly, leaning up slightly to press a kiss on Sayumi's neck!

"Oh... Probably just a t-shirt and sweatpants... I'm taking a day off from working out today." That was probably the first time she said that to anyone... WHAT!? CICILIA!? THE JUGGERNAUT!? TAKING A DAY OFF!? Well... yeah... Even she had off-days intense enough to warrant her staying home... Considering what she had to do today, destroying some sandbags wasn't going to help her get her feelings out... love ran much deeper than hate and the pains that would surely come as a result wouldn't be so easily purged. "Mmh... What about you, beautiful...? I'd love to see you in a tank-top..."

Suddenly, out of nowhere, Cicilia wiggled an arm free from her imprisonment, suddenly wrapping around Sayumi's naked body and grabbing a nice big butt-cheek! No doubt she would take her COMPLETELY by surprise and, with a soft grunt, she would ROLL over on top of her sweet-heart, the comforter-chrysalis falling apart over them both, revealing a pure bare Cicilia as she rested herself on her partner! Chest to chest, sex to sex, she lay there, her lips locking fiercely with her partner, kissing her with the passion and love rarely seen by anyone... well... except for Sayumi herself. She sighed heavily against her lips before pulling away, only to lean in and gently rub her cheek against her lover's own.

"...Of course I wanna be with you... But we gotta talk about some stuff, okay...?" She whispered in Sayumi's ear, placing a kiss right below it before leaning back to peer into her eyes. "...Come on... Get up... I'll make us something nice if you dooooo..." Cicilia wasn't the better cook of the two... but she liked to think she was decent! She could make a mean bowl of cereal!

Cicilia’s small ineffective squirms were met with a tighter hug and a giggle. Playful as ever, she didn't seem to want to let her girlfriend break free. She preferred to make her work for it. If she was unwilling to, well, she could just nap and cuddle until her girlfriend simply gave up. It seemed to be a win/win situation to her.

“Mhmm.” She purred softly, opening one eye to peek mischievously down to Cicilia. Leaning in, she kissed the tip of her lover's nose, staying just out of reach from their lips meeting. “I, have a very important date.” She proclaimed proudly. The look on her face betrayed it being a half truth. An appointment to be sure, but worded in a way to poke the juggernaut for a fun reaction.

The kiss on the neck had been unexpected, a weakness in her positioning, but a welcome one. She rewarded the soft contact with a fond nuzzling, running her hands over her lover's covered body suggestively. She lacked any sort of urgency though, her normally skillful hands still made lazy by a half sleep like state.

“A tank top?” Sayumi sighed softly, nuzzling up against her partially captured girlfriend. “You have one I can borrow? I sorta spill out of mine if I don't wear something under it.” The bright pink tank top was one of her designated pieces of workout attire, normally worn over one of her black sports bra while at the gym. While she had tucked it away during the winter, with the heat coming back she had started to use it again. In fact, the first time they met she had worn it.

Sayumi was jolted awake as Cicilia grabbed a healthy handful of her soft backside, giving it a firm squeeze. She let out a small surprised cry as she was rolled over with relative ease. Positions switched, she wriggled weakly underneath Cicilia, not really putting up a struggle past playing.

“MMM!” She blinked wide eyed at the forceful kiss, eyelids drooping as she sank back into it. “Mmmm…” Sayumi tilted her head slightly, giving the two a better angle while returning the gesture. She wasn't as rough though, letting Cicilia have all the control she wanted over their kiss. She was along for the ride.

She could have melted into the mattress tight then and there, but Cicilia seemed adamant about the two of them getting up. She really didn't want to, preferring to stay like this awhile longer… craning her neck, she snuck in a few more quick kisses along her lover’s collar.

“Can't get up with you on top of me…” Sayumi folded her hands behind her head, lounging under her girlfriend. Her heels dug into the bed as she lightly bucked her hips, bouncing Cicilia very lightly on top of her. She didn't say anything else, just looked up at the boxer expectantly for her to make a choice of them to leave the bed or not.