Blast from the past 2: Inoue meets Karasu

Homeless. Not exactly the best start for a career, but it made you hungry. Literally, sadly. The German massaged mostly the parts of Inoue that had been stressed the most in the rough and tumble match while enjoying the hot water herself.

"Rain season is around the door, not exactly healthy sleeping outdoors. Ever thought about stripping, special interest photo shoot or special interest wrestling? Room is dry, it's a night job, not as shady as selling out completely and most owners or collectors don't mind it when you pretend you've fallen asleep and let you stay for the night. A harbor job is nice for a workout, but most harbor masters won't hire you, thinking you're a girly girl who is out of her mind. Harbor is also a nice place to find a dry place to sleep anyway, but don't fall asleep in a container which doesn't transport food and best drink. You could find yourself in a totally strange and probably new country... "
Anja stayed professional, non judgmental and well meaning although grinning at the thought of her little container accident that had shipped her back here, not wanting to force Inoue into something she didn't want to do for money, just counting the possibilities she had taken on herself. She also didn't think about building competition, the last place she wanted to be at this point was Japan.
"If you find someone who is a pro in nourishment or massage, take his or her advice over mine. I am fishing for memories right now, it's just the way I was treated myself while trained. "

Inoue listened intently for the moment, closing her eyes and feeling relaxed by the massage and the fact that there was another here today. It was so odd, but she accepted it, as today had been a great experience. "I haven't... I would feel nothing but shame... Though, I haven't so much as considered a job at the harbor... Perhaps..." She had thought intently, unsure of just what to do. Life had been rough in such a way, she contemplated swallowing her pride and taking one of Karasu's suggestions. Either way, she couldn't make such a big decision in one day.

"You mean you're not a pro, you could have fooled me." Inoue said with a light laugh. Karasu had made her feel great, in multiple ways, and it showed. After a moment, Karasu turned, observing Karasu's wet, nude, body once more had forced her to act without thinking, she quickly embraced Karasu, initiating a kiss once again as one hand supported the blonde girl head. She couldn't quite shake herself of the lust. If Karasu didn't pull away first, Inoue would, feeling embarrassed. "I um... uhh... Sorry." she said, turning back again. She was returning to herself, usually fairly closed off, which is why the urge to still be affectionate with Karasu had caught her off guard.

Anja hadn't thought anything special by sharing a shower with Inoue. It was hot water, and hot water was hard to come by when on the road. The room was in need of serious repair, but it was probably still the best room in this area. Therefore she thought nothing about it, was busy massaging and was in mid sentence as the Japanese pulled a bold move on her.
"Shame? Shame is for...uuhhmm! "
her sentence was cut in half while she found herself kissed, making big eyes before succumbing to the gentle touch and just enjoy the kiss with a small moan.

Then it was over again, and Anja regained her senses enough to finish her sentence.
"...the rich."
Never one to back down from an embarrassing situation, the German slow and carefully hugged Inoue, establishing a gentle touching contact, resting her head at the shoulder of Inoue for some simple comfort.
"Don't be sorry. I've been touched by a lot of people, largely morons, but I prefer being touched by someone like you. Unspoiled. Knows that I'm a human being and no toy to use and discard."

Inoue had been taught to be conservative. That conservatism helped her be as cold as she was, and it was what had allowed her to be ashamed for selling her own sex appeal. Either way, she felt no shame with Karasu. Inoue was in general, a petty thief, an alcoholic, and a vagrant. But it was all out of necessity, which had made Karasu's warmth a comforting factor today. Normally, she'd be out, spending what little money she had on shots and scamming men for more. Today was much better though, and Karasu had renewed her faith that there were good people around still.

Her words didn't come off as strict, or degrading, as she was accustom to. Inoue only smiled at the words, glad Karasu hadn't just been caught up in the moment. Inoue took the embrace in stride, glad to have it actually. "I'd decimate those who thought of you as otherwise..." Inoue said sharply, taking Karasu's embrace with nothing but joy written on her face. Karasu had earned her respect, a very hard thing to achieve, and it irked her that anyone would treat this beautiful girl as a piece of property.
"I take it, you haven't had things perfect either..." Inoue spoke fairly casually, feeling guilty for coming off as a complainer. She, in all honesty had no gripes with her life, and took the things that she experienced in stride. "Well, let's just enjoy today, hmm?" Inoue smiled slyly and moved in for a second kiss if Karasu would allow it. Inoue's hands would try to grasp Karasu's hips and pull there bodies as close as they could possibly be, assuming Karasu had no objections.

"You have no idea. But as you say, let's just forget about it for now."
And if it was just for one day to forget, it was a good day. The sunny days she didn't think about it were few and between and should be prized. It felt really good to be appreciated as a human being and even defended, causing her to press her head as close as possible to the warm body of Inoue, a little bit sobbing and glad that the water mixed fast with some small tears.

"Thank you for...thoughts of decimation."
she hushed, taken by the moment, before embracing the sweet offer of the Japanese for a kiss in which Anja would let herself go, pressing her body hungrily on the one of Inoue with a small moan.

Inoue was too traditionally reserved to understand the way of Karasu's old life. Still, Inoue could tell the girl was experienced, and perhaps went through rougher patches than the Japanese girl. Either way, it was quite clear that getting such thoughts out of their heads should have been the priority today. Inoue was glad to have this, she was intoxicated by Karasu, her presence was a kind that Inoue had never come across. She'd run a hand up Karasu's back, keeping her in the embrace and kiss, as their chests pressed together. Inoue was glad she wasn't being judged, no one was hear to turn their nose up at her. All in all, her promiscuity was well concealed, but it was so nice to let loose for a change.

It was even hard for the German to avoid trying to look for control in this soft environment, but for once it was just nice to let go of any thought of competition. Had she known the thoughts of Inoue, she probably would be astounded that she was promiscuous. Not that she wouldn't have been attractive enough to be successful with different partners, but she had made more of an impression as a boxing maniac then someone who went out all night.

Her hands rested high at the shoulders of Inoue, waiting for her further advances while she enjoyed the contact to the fullest, breathing hotly into the kiss.

Inoue craved the contact. Every bit Karasu gave her of herself had only meant she needed to go further. Inoue felt so comfortable, and sought to follow her own words and enjoy today. The best way she thought to do that was to probe Karasu further, it was only the two of them and Inoue wasn't going to squander that. Inoue's hand moved to Karasu's stomach, running a finger across her abs, before it sank below, in between her legs. Inoue delicately would try pleasing Karasu with her fingers, hoping she could get Karasu off one more time, while she held the rather steamy kiss in their steamy surroundings.

The kindness of strangers was a thing that Anja usually didn't expect but wouldn't throw away when offered. It had been a long way from a shy lonely girl to a young woman that tried to keep as much of her dignity as possible while willing to do things no respectable woman should do. And sometimes she reached a point where some rest would be really nice, to escape the restrains of being tough and overpowering all the time.

As the fingers of Inoue wandered from her stomach between her legs, she didn't resist. For once, only for probably once, there was no need to fight for something.
"...UuHh..."
she hushed into the kiss while her fingers slid directionless over the back of Inoue, already squirming under the gentle touch of the Japanese.

Inoue felt the hands on her back, they sent a tingle across her spine. She continued to finger Karasu, with moderate pacing and gentle movements. It was all too rare an occasion, when Inoue could drop her defenses and just relax. It helped having Karasu around for sure, as she hadn't planned on the day going quite so well. There seemed to be a degree of mutual respect and understanding, something Inoue found strange to have for anybody. But, Karasu was a fighter, a damned good one. Part of the reason for her infatuation was the challenge she'd been given.
Inoue let her fingers venture deeper into Karasu, probing for a sweetspot and parting their lips, so that she could move them to the blonde girls neck. She was lost in the moment, the warm water washing away the aches, her now sopping raven colored hair hung over her eyes as she continued to pleasure Karasu.