Blast from the Past 4: Berries and Bird Food

A trail of saliva dropped from Anja's mouth when Runa turned her head aside and broke the kiss. Shame was not exactly her biggest asset, so she gave a damn about manners right now.

"Ok."
She carefully removed the eye patch and let it flutter to the ground beside them.
"The combination is simply amazing. Maybe you should take comfort from that. Crimson red and cold blue, like a glacier and a volcano as neighbors."
She comforted Runa once again, but that was not hard to do. Whoever had deemed this girl as freaky or repulsive thought of vanilla as the only possible type of ice for sure.

After she had put away the eye patch, she let go of the grapevine and lifted Runa up at the wrists, shoving her gently but determined in front of her bed, a batch of foam she had taken from the construction site. In case of no resistance of her guest, she would also undress her fluidly and with a routine.
"Undress me. After the war, you're my prisoner of love tonight."
She said with a determined but friendly voice.

Runa didn't say anything to Raven's compliment about her eyes, but she smiled faintly with a hint of embarrassment on her face. The blonde was the second person who thought of her eyes as beautiful. The first person was her lady, and she's gone now. She let Raven undressed her after the blonde shoved her into a batch of foam, looking calm on the outside although her heart was racing faster now. Hearing the girl's words, Runa felt another shiver ran through her back. Prisoner of love. Didn't sound half bad. She responded it in the way she knew as she got on her knee and bowed her head slightly.

"My life is yours... Karasu-sama..." she would say politely before slowly stand up and begin to undress the blonde carefully, just like a servant.

Her tone did not change when addressing Runa, although she frowned a bit about the knightly gesture.
"I am no hime, Runa-chan. I've been pampered and drilled all at once my whole life, and I'm very glad to be myself now."
Anja had really no qualms about how Runa undressed her. But she had been kind of a princess in a sick, twisted realm for the biggest part of her life and learned to hate and reject it early on, the last thing she wanted to have was a servant.

To prove her point, she would grab Runa at the upper arms as soon as she was ready and shove her backwards on the foam, spread the legs of her prisoner of love before sliding on her, enjoying the contact of their bare bodies with a sharp hiss. She did not restrain Runa in any way, curious to see what she would be doing.
"How hot you are."
She purred, ready to continue with the kiss Runa had broken before.

Runa thought that she detected a hint of displeasure from her captor, but she remained silent She didn't know how to serve someone else in another way, although it's interesting to take a note that not everyone liked to be treated like a lady. Each woman for herself. In the future she had just to be more careful in treating the blonde, should she kept her around or should they met again...

She didn't have much time to think about all of that as she was grabbed and shoved on the foam. The short haired girl let the blonde spread her legs and moaned softly as Raven slided her body on her own, arching her back slightly from the feeling. She was a prisoner right now, so she wouldn't resist the blonde anymore. Even if Raven was a bit wild with her way, Runa just needed to adapt with the girl. Without saying anything, the short haired girl would lean her face towards the blonde so Raven could kiss her again, if the girl wanted.

Her fingers streaked over the arms of Runa, only lightly touching her but feeling over any scratches or little stars the Girl was bound to have from her profession, comparing them to her own bruises.
*I wonder what it takes to melt her*
Anja had seen her fair share of submissive persons, but Runa was the last person she had expected that from, so she was looking for an answer in the eyes of her prisoner. A kind of Code of Bushido maybe? Most swordfighters she had come to know made a calm and cool impression, fools seemed to be weeded out early in this profession. But there was no doubt that the truly skilled ones had strict morale and discipline, no matter if they were wicked or beneficial in nature.

She teasingly kissed Runa, sometimes drawing back her head, sometimes only letting the tip of her tongue play with the tongue of the girl, then changing into an all out wet kiss at her leisure. Back and forth, back and forth. To see how much Runa would take as servant.
"Prisoners have rights today, you know?"
She asked after a while.

She did have a few scars on her arms, and a few more at the back, but they're not clearly visible anymore, thanks to the medication she got from her caretakers. Runa tried to comply with each of Raven's teasing. When the girl drawn her head back then she wouldn't push herself towards her captor. When the blonde played with her tongue she would return the favor even if it's just the tip. When Raven decided to go all out with the kiss then she would let herself be pushed by her captor. It took a while to try guessing what the blonde would do next, but she wouldn't complain or anything.

"Ah..." she let out after hearing Raven's words. "And what rights do I have, as your prisoner?" she would ask afterwards.

The short haired girl didn't ming being pushed around by her captor, but if Raven wanted to grant her a bit of freedom, she might as well knew her limitations first. Discipline was something that was thoroughly engraved into her heart ever since she was a kid, which played a significant part in how obedient she was to anyone whom she served. That was what she thought, although, her lady once said that she's a natural at being a servant.

"First of all, you have the right to remain sexy."
Anja was warmly smiling while one of her fingers followed the line of Runa's lower lip.
"Secondly, don't restrain yourself from touching me if you want. It's entirely possible that your hotness will seduce me rather sooner than later to pin you down again to earn the spoils of the fight. But until then, remember that you're not physically restrained."
Domination was one thing, respect the other. Anyone brave enough to enter a ring with Raven knew what was the price for that, and the spoils which could be earned. And that was what she respected and honored most.

Having said that, she slithered out from the legs of Runia, moving on the knees until she was kneeling behind the head of Runia, slowly bending forward to kiss her nipples softly, liking them with the tip teasingly.

Runa listened to Raven attentively as the girl pointed out her rights, and nodded slightly when the blonde finished.

"Understood," she said with her blank expression.

As Raven knelt behind her and slowly bending forward to reach for her breasts, the short haired girl moaned softly as she felt the kiss on her hardening nipples, and arched her back a bit as she felt the blonde's tongue licking them teasingly. Remembering her rights, Runa would also begin to gently massage Raven's breasts before she would lean her head a little so she could suck on one of the girl's nipples softly and ran her tongue around it slowly.

The Blonde was quite pleased when she felt Runa touch her breasts and put her head up to kiss her, instantly causing her nipples to react accordingly by getting hard. The beautiful sight of the body of the former hitwomen made her even more anxious to touch her everywhere and added to the rare good mood she had today.

"...Hmm... Not so hard to relax a little bit, or not?"
Anja's hand went down to trace the lines of the abs of Runia, finally sliding down between her legs for a soft rub, her second hand went under the arching body of her prisoner to support and feel her all at once. That could appear as though she was merely playing with Runia, but as a matter of fact, Anja knew how it was to be roughed up. And Runia probably knew too, so maybe this was also to her liking.

She let out a soft, muffled moan into Raven's breasts as her reply to the girl's words. Unfortunately the difference between tense and relax was a vague concept to her by now, as she was more than used to be involved in nerve-racking situations. She did felt a little less pressure right now as she's pleasuring her captor, as well as being teased by the girl. It felt a bit different compared to when she served her lady. Maybe this was what they mean to relax.

Feeling Raven's hand rubbing between her legs and the other on her back, Runa let out another soft moan before she switched her attention to the blonde's other breast and nipple. She gave it the same treatment, sucking and licking it gently with her mouth and tongue while kneading the soft flesh with her hands.