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MISSION NAME: Bad Apples
CLIENT: Andesite Village
CHARACTERS: Someone Berry Everett-Bailey
MISSION BRIEFING: There’s a specific fruit called the Klikin Apple on Adakite Island. A group of residents on Andesite Village are paying good money for someone to harvest some of these so they can plant it and grow them in their village. The fruits hold restorative properties, and in the future it would be helpful to stave off sickness. However, this island is known for its magical beasts and hostile tribes, hence the hefty reward.
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After not seeing her sister for a few months because of work and distance, Berry found herself in an excited mood over the prospect of getting to indulge an event together. Guild ties were irrelevant at this point—the factors tying them together were their long-standing relationship, their upbringing, and their blood. It would be an understatement to say she missed her, and all the mischief they got themselves into whenever the had a rendezvous.
The moon hung high in the evening sky, and its reflection wavered along the amorphous waters of Port Boulder’s dock. One use of vampiric compulsion and Berry rented a boat without the need of paying for it. It was a nice one, too; one of the yachts that happened to survive the Calamity. Or at least had been rebuilt over the course of the post-Calamity era. Currently, she stood on the deck with her arms over the railing. Golden eyes cast outward; she awaited the arrival of her kin.
She brought everything she could for the trip. Lots of blood rations, drinks to mix it in, food for the taste, supplies associated with the job at hand, the works.
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"This is going to be fun, don't you agree, Miss Sucklebumpkins?" Mint was moving at the peasants pace of travel, walking alongside a mindless looking woman of orange hair. The woman attached to her hand nodded, her brown eyes dull and lifeless.
Like usual, Mint could feel Berry's location through their shared blood, and it was that internal compass that had lead her and her "companion" directly to the weathered yacht. When her sister's flowing moonlit mane came into view, she felt more than just familial closeness bubble beneath her skin.
"Keep up." She let go of the blood bag she'd brought along and, with unfathomable speed, sprung up behind her sister, her arms embracing her - hands snaking up her stomach and to her chest. "Just checking to see if these grew any since our last encounter~" As usual, she failed to give a normal greeting, as she hungrily sniffed along the blonde's neck. "Hmm? What's this? Looks like your vampirism finally activated~?"
Berry Everett-Bailey
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Unlike the other times she subjected her to this embrace, Berry followed her motions with her eyes. Though still difficult, she at least managed to pick up on the accelerated, blurred motion without fail before feeling Mint’s hands snaked around her. Relocated to her chest, the sliest of smirks crept onto her lips. When it came to her sister, she had no need to internalize her thoughts. The two of them understood one another to a perfect degree.
“Mmhm, nice and late, but better than never, right~? Now I can see your sexy ass even in this time of day,” Berry cooed in response, shifting her body around to face her while wrapped in her arms. Draping her arms around her shoulders, her golden eyes elongated and her pupils appeared to be slit in contrast to before. Mischief laden in her eyes, she ran her tongue over her own fangs.
Without another word, she pulled in. The greenette possessed no blood capable of satiating her, and she sought another thing. Her lips. Claiming them with her own, she demonstrated the assertiveness of her own ancestry without going far enough to step on Mint’s own. The perfect greeting in her eyes.
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"So delightfully devious you are~" Having a sister she could share such moments with went against the grain. To have the sensation of her body twisting in her arms, to feel her softness against her own, to smile upon her with a lustful zeal — all of it was notably and deliciously devious. All of it historically familiar. Albeit, after several months of being apart, it seemed like each time her arms reuinited around Berry's enticing frame that it was the first time; providing some feeling elicitied straight out of a fantasy.
Mint's ravenous scrutiny drifted from her sister's new golden optics, down to her succulent lips, which parted with the woman's sensual reveal of her newfound fangs. To Mint those fangs marked a superior creature; those lips and tongue a marking of craving. They came to her and she met them with complementary ardor, their moist playfulness dispatching the tension in her muscles and as she loosened, she'd lightly walked forward, to enclose the other against the rail, as if to announce her unwillingness to let her go. She could taste the faintness of her kind's sustenance on her tongue, a tang she was addicted to; it was almost enough to make her delirious.. almost. She allowed it to instead to control her fervent touch, as they intently felt the woman before her, trying to understand the figure beneath her clothing.
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Arms laced around the woman in return, while her lips found hers, she used her fingers to comb through the emerald locks. A deluge of excitement doused her person, and she proved receptive to being walked against the railing. In return, she kept her in an embrace equally possessive, as though she no longer wanted to be apart from her. It was a delightful contrast. The hardness of the rail against her back, the softness of Mint’s form at her front. Her curvature melded with hers, and a brazen leg found itself between Mint’s.
Matching how handsy she became, she explored the greenette’s body with her own lithe extremities and palms. One hand docked under the woman’s waist, while another scaled her back and continued their adhesive sifting through her hair. Even the act of kissing for them was superior to that of a human’s, for breath became meaningless and their indulgence could last as eternally as their immortality itself. Advancing, she deepened the lip-locking gesture. Prodding her tongue against her lips, she sought entry. Success would merit an exchange between their tongues, writhing in unison and sampling the taste the other exhibited.
Mmm, I missed this… It was a taboo, but it was evident with her newfound disposition there was no longer a shred of care for what people thought of her relationship with Mint. Nor were her thoughts on humanity as emphasized as they were before—if the apple fell far from the tree, then the one representing her finally aligned to the same spot as Mint’s.
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bad apples (mission ft. mint everett-bailey)
Oct 1, 2019 21:15:11 GMT
edited on Oct 1, 2019 21:22:31 GMT by Someone
Why hello there, despite their liplock, Mint felt a smirk tug into one side of her face, indenting a cheek with impishness. Berry's leg had met her elsewhere, fantastically so. She greedily allowed it to press, her instinct reflecting it's gesture with a bit of a rub. With Berry's alternating rough to soft touches scanning her physique in simultaneous accord, she was edging closer and closer to delirium.
Potential delirium which was not helped as the blonde's tongue asked for even more, and as she gave it permission, she was overwhelmed with the urge to tease another set of labiums under Berry's possession. Skirting the obscene in an outsider's perception — given they knew the two vampire's relation — she'd impulsively lift the other woman ever so slightly, using the railing as a brace, to increase Berry's height enough so that her hand could naturally brush under her skirt, to seek and tease the second set of labrum belonging to her. Even if they were protected by a small layer of cloth, she denied herself resistance of her own urges - her tongue still dancing with the other Everett's.
Fade to black.
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