Just Like Mama Used to Make [Ai]

[Sagiri Demo]

Getting the unconscious cat-woman home was no chore at all. After all, she had contributed to saving Russki's life...maybe. The Chuunin was still sure that she could have taken on the tigers all by her lonesome and pwned them into eternal embarrassment, but beggars couldn't be choosers, and who knew. Maybe she'd be able to repay the woman somehow.
And she didn't have any money, if you catch one's drift.
Regardless, there was business to be taken care of first, and that was the matter of getting Ai back up and running, for her corpse was of no good to anyone, especially not to herself and doubly especially not to Russki. So Ai was now lying on the guest bed as Russki pondered where to start. Obviously, the most serious wound would be her jump-off point. Unwrapping the sleeve of her robe from around Ai's neck, she evaluated the wounds. While she was no Iryo-nin, most of the women of the Adashay were, her mother included, and she knew some of the basics of medical care.

Getting the shit beat, stabbed, punctured, cut or bitten out of you was what Russki considered basic. One of the wounds was deep. It would need to be sutured. The other could just stand to be pushed back together the slightest bit, secured with tape and wrapped. Russki set to work. Even so, the wounds were small enough not to present any real danger, lest infection occur. The sutured puncture would only require three tie-offs, which Russki executed smoothly.
That much done, now was the next daunting task. Ai's clothes were covered in so much blood that it was difficult to tell if there were other wounds or if it was all blood from the neck wound and she was good to go otherwise. There was only one way to tell, and taking her utility scissors, she began to cut the bloodied clothing away from Ai.

Starting at her feet, Russki professionally examined every inch of the cat-girl, making sure there was nothing she was missing. Surely enough, there were no other wounds. For a woman who fought off some tigers, she came out of everything pretty well.
Teh fux-sicle? she thought upon finishing, noticing seemingly for the first time Ai's feline ears sitting atop her head. This was certainly not a wound, but it was just as interesting. Trembling, braced hands went to the tips of the ears, pulling lightly. No, they weren't coming off...they were good and on-there. Tweaking them a bit more, Russki had no forethought that it might be rude to play with an unconscious woman's ears. It was just plain interesting and the slightest bit freaky. Bitch had kitty-ears!

[Zetsu Rin]

Only a few seconds after the young Ashaday began touching her ears, Ai blushed. The Shiteru quickly switched gears, now emitting a soft purr that grew the more Russki touched one of the most sensitive spots on her body, the ears a specific erogenous zone for the catgirl. Still asleep, the blushing Nukenin brought a hand up, putting a knuckle in her mouth and biting down on it to keep from emitting a gasp, even a moan. Ai turned her head to the side, almost in her embarrassment, as she woke up.

"Itai!"

Eyes still closed, she cringed and cried out as she felt the pain in her neck. She clamped her hands down on her neck. Fingernails nearly pierced her skin as she held her wounded neck, bringing her legs up to lay on her side nearly in a fetal position.

"Itetetetete!"

She kept her eyes closed tightly, reaching down with one hand for the sheet. After a moment, she found it, and yanked it up to completely cover her, head and all.

"You were touching my ears..."

The nekomemi curled up even more. She timidly reached out from under the sheet in Russki's direction, a pout firmly nestled on her face. Peeking out from under the covers so she could see, the nekomimi grabbed the fabric of Russki's shirt, and pulled her closer, then down. Emerging from under the sheet, she positioned herself so she was face to face with her caretaker.

"That's like touching my...

My...

You shouldn't tease me..."

Clothed in nothing but some bandages and a blush, she ignored her now blood-soaked neck bandage, instead staring into Russki's eyes. Sure, she was a little upset at having been (however innocent it was) fondled in her sleep, but Ai was also turned on as well.

"I- I'm Ai."

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Itai!= Ouch!
Itetetetete!= Ow ow ow ow!

[Sagiri Demo]

So many apologies about making you wait this long.

Russki noted the purr, a noise she had heard so many times previously but never so sensuously or so...perfectly, for lack of a better word. She attributed it in no way to her orchestrated tweaking of the cat-girl's ears, wiggling them from the left....to the right....back and then forward. And it was only when the knuckle was brought up to her mouth did Russki draw back, slightly embarrassed. No doubt now that Ai was awake and well aware that someone had been rocking out a beat with her audible peripherals. Russki would try to play it off, but this was going to be a difficult play to manage.

Russki flew back with a hiss and a narrowing of pupils, retreating back behind her couch when Ai screamed, peeking out with eyes wide. As she began to writhe about, Russki only watched in wary interest, slowly emerging.
"S-sor-" Russki began in apology for touching Ai's ears until she continued, in which case mouth clamped shut.
o for realz? she thought to herself, brows rising. She took a step out from behind the couch, approaching Ai again. In her flailing fit, she had burst her stitches, blood leaking through the white bandaging. Fingers quivered, itching subconsciously to finish what they had started on her ears, to put that much of her claim to the test and see how far she could go on ear-fondling alone.
Can...can I does it one more again? she thought to herself, biting her lip and balling that hand into a fist to keep from buckling to that urge and two-handing those fuzzy little ears all over again.

"Sorry 'bout that..." Russki mumbled with a smile once she was pulled over and down to Ai's level, a blush tinting her features. While she was amused, it wasn't like her to be that forward about things. Grabbing a pair of scissors, she removed the bloodsoaked bandage, preparing to thread another needle to replace the busted stitches.
"Would it be a lil' more 'propriate iffen I made 'ya dinner before goin' 'bout tweakin' those ears'a yers?" Russki joked in her drawl, dabbing away the oozing blood before starting to suture again. "Though I s'pose iffen we gonna do this right, ya should get m'name firs'. I'm Russki."

[Zetsu Rin]

Ai responded by easing herself up, almost into a sitting position, to bring her even closer to Russki. She let her hand wander to the Chuunin's waist, then suggestively dipped a few fingers into the waistband of her new friend's purple skirt. Her fingers slid side to side with her hand, easing the waistline down only a half inch.

"Isn't it only fair, for me to...

I mean, I would think it's your turn."

She became silent for a moment, curling her fingers lightly against the fabric, and loosening her grip. After a few seconds, she pulled her hand away, and scooted up against the pillow so she could lean back in a semi-sitting position instead of laying down.

"I'm being too forward, aren't I?"

She was somewhat frustrated now.The discomfort had passed, and now she was clearly attracted to the Ashaday. However, she was dreading the dating game. She would have to get Russki to agree to a date. Would have to win her over with various methods, get Russki attracted to her. Then, maybe, in a few weeks, she would get what she was already craving. Inwardly she gave a catline groan, so tempted to just grab Russki's shirt and kiss her. She could almost still feel the fingers on her ears. Her eyes narrowed as she watched Russki, she couldn't nor did she want to fight back her blush.

[Sagiri Demo]

Russki cringed back an immeasurable amount when Ai sat up, a smirk creeping across freckled face.
The hand in the waistline of her skirt caught her by surprise, and a visible shudder wracked her body, crimson eyes briefly angling downward. A crooked smile replaced the easy smirk, choppy and unsure yet anticipatory all the same.
Vroooom! Russki thought to herself, leaning in a bit so that Ai's hand passively exerted a bit of pressure against her abdomen. Almost suggestive. Somewhat teasingly inviting.
"Well, if'n that's the way we wanna play..." Russki said with a shrug of slights.

But then AI let go and Russki's brows furrowed. She had gone all hot and bothered and now it would seem that they were done.
"Fo'ward?" she asked quizzically. "Wha's that?"
Russki knew little of this concept of 'forward'. She only knew that sometimes, she would have to hold back to get what she wanted and other times, she could dive right on in. Either way, there was a prize in sight and that was the only objective for the moment.
Russki only simply leaned down at that point and crooked a finger beneath Ai's chin, tilting it up and leaning forward until their lips met.
She would skip the date. Skip the two or three weeks and delve right into two or three seconds. All bets were off: the catgirl had invited the vampire through her doorway the moment she gripped the waistline of her skirt, and as tongue left her own lips, seeking out Ai's, the Adashay's blush would match that on the face of her injured "captive".

[Zetsu Rin]

Ai almost assumed Russki's response to her touch was an okay to continue, but she had pulled back. Then, Russki's hand was on her chin, pulling her into a kiss and confirming her suspicions. Rather than sitting back and letting Russki work her magic, Ai wrapped a hand around the back of her neck, and quickly closed the distance between their lips.

Almost fiercely, she kissed the Ashaday. Her tongue curled lightly, before finding and gently nestling against Russki's. Almost fearing Russki would at some point pull away, the catgirl raised a leg from the bed, and wrapped it around one of Russki's. Still holding Russki's neck with one hand, the other found it's way back to her abdomen, before slipping up and under the Ashaday's shirt.

After only a few seconds resting against Russki's rib, Ai's hand moved around to her back, and unclasped her bra. After all, it wasn't fair that only she was in the nude. With a whimper, she leaned up, forcing them both into a sitting position. Her hands both now help Russki's neck, keeping a firm grip but caressing as well. After a few more moments of kissing, Ai pulled back and went for Russki's ear.

"Say, why don't we continue in your shower? Writhing around in my own blood isn't as hot as it might sound, and I don't like smelling like a tiger."

She whispered, almost purred her words, before leaning her head down and to the side a bit. Her tongue, quite a long one, licked Russki's neck. Starting at the base of her neck, Ai licked slowly upward, to Russki's cheek. She pulled back only a centimeter, before replacing her tongue with her lips, kissing her way back down her neck.