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Aloy pressed the heels of her hands against her eyes, so hard that it hurt, white stars bursting against the darkness. She almost wished she could cry, but nothing would come out and honestly, that was for the best. If she started now, she wasn't sure she would ever stop and there was too many lives counting on her for her to fall apart, for her to be weak. Still, her heart felt heavy and raw and vulnerable. She hated it and like usual, her grief and sadness and anxiety melded into something closest to anger, frustration burning inside of her. She took a deep breath, took several, trying to will it away but it persisted, feeling like a rot deep in her bones.
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When Aloy heard the whirr-click of the bedroom door open and close, she didn't need to move her hands and open her eyes to know who it was. This was her bedroom too, after all. And while Seyka had given her a carefully calculated amount of time to gather her thoughts without her, she'd known the marine would be there to check on her. Counted on it, like she had never counted on anything since Rost had died. That, as much as everything else right now, scared her.
"Aloy?" Seyka's voice was soft, filled with love; in such contrast to the harshness of her own thoughts that Aloy felt it knock the wind out of her. She almost broke apart right then, her jaw trembling with tension. She couldn't make herself answer. Or make herself look at Seyka, because surely that would make her break apart. She inhaled a shuddering breath instead, her lungs burning with the pull and then let out a tiny grunt of acknowledgment.
She heard Seyka take the few steps towards their bed and felt the mattress sink under her weight when she sat down next to her. Despite her current state, Aloy felt herself relax, slightly, when Seyka's hip pressed against her own. Just from the heat of her.
"Sunwing?" Seyka asked again, her voice was still kind but carried a distinct edge of 'please, don't ignore me'. She wrapped her hands around the huntress's wrists and tugged gently to pull her hands away from her face. Aloy conceded; blinking her eyes until they readjusted to the candlelight, keeping them downcast for just a few more moments, steeling herself, before looking up to meet Seyka's eyes.
The sight of her, as it often did, made Aloy's breath catch, her heart ache, she cleared her throat and said a soft "Hey" as her eyes roamed over Seyka. The marine had apparently taken the time since the briefing to use the shower pod, and change out of her filthy armor, maybe get her own head straight before approaching her obviously distraught and frustrated partner. Aloy didn't blame her.
Seyka's hair was down, and all she wore was her simple white tunic with its rope belt tied around her waist and a pair of soft linen pants. The nasty scrape on her jaw she had received in a skirmish earlier that day had been cleaned and tended to, a light purple bruise blooming on the skin beneath. It pained Aloy to look at it. She should have been the one to clean it up but she had been too busy drowning in her own thoughts.
But still, Seyka looked so handsome that Aloy's heart hurt for a whole new reason and she wanted to reach for her, more then anything, but she couldn't do it. Not when she felt so guilty for that look on her partners face.
There was a knot of worry in the center of Seyka's brow and her warm brown eyes were filled with concern. The marine worried her bottom lip with the the tip of her canine and Aloy found her thoughts straying as she watched, thinking about those white teeth nipping at her own lips instead. The thought was a nice distraction and she felt guilty for that too.
When Seyka had reached for her hand a couple hours earlier, trying to comfort her after a rough mission and a rougher briefing with their allies, Aloy had snatched her hand away and left the room without a word or a second glance. Aloy didn't deserve her… Shouldn't be thinking about kissing her when she had just pushed her away so cruelly…When Seyka had every right to spurn her in return…when so many other matters required her attention…
I'm such an asshole…
But Seyka interrupted her spiraling thoughts.
"Hi, I made you some tea"
Aloy hadn't noticed the steaming mug sitting at her feet until now, when she didn't reach for it, Seyka picked it up and held it towards her
"Drink some. For me."
It was more a demand than a suggestion, and coming from Seyka, Aloy allowed it. Maybe kind of liked it. She nodded and took the mug, feeling the steam hit her face as she brought it to her lips. She couldn't remember what it was called, but Aloy recognized the taste; a Quen herbal remedy, Seyka had made it for her before. It was earthy and sweet and made her tongue tingle, her muscles relax.
They sat in silence for awhile, until Seyka broke it again.
"Do you want to talk about it?" She asked, her voice a soothing balm. But as soothing as it was, the softness stung, made Aloy bristle, because she was trying so hard to hold onto to her last shred of composure and Seyka was the only person in the world who could make her feel like it was safe to crumble apart; but with so much at stake, it wasn't safe… It was selfish.
She set her mug back down on the ground, the ceramic clinking loudly on the metal floor.
"I don't" Aloy answered sharply, hating herself a little bit because she meant for it to come out that way. Angry. Annoyed. She shouldn't be, Seyka just wanted to help… Was always so fucking helpful, but her girlfriend didn't even flinch and she didn't look away. Not like Beta or her friends did when the stress got to her and she snapped in an attempt to push them away. So much of the progress she had made in that regard had seemed to backslide these last few weeks. But Seyka challenged it, somehow both patiently and fiercely, in a way that only Seyka could manage. Aloy loved her for it.
Seyka, stubbornly, held her gaze and took her hand in hers to run her thumb over the raw, cracked skin of Aloy's knuckles, split in the battle that day. The leather glove she still wore had been shredded. The tenderness of Seyka's touch stung too, but in the best way this time: literally. Bringing Aloy back into her body and out of her head just a little bit.
"That's okay" was all Seyka said, and then she reached for the buckles on Aloy's gauntlet and pulled them apart; tugging the armor off of her forearms, one at a time, and setting them beside the bed.
She reached for a pot of steaming water that sat on the ground, which just like the tea; Aloy hadn't noticed until now. Seyka pulled out a wet rag, wringing out the excess water before slowly and methodically washing the dried blood and grime off of Aloy's hands and forearms. Between her fingers, under her nails, gently massaging the stress from her palms. The water smelled of skybrush and cedar, Aloy breathed it in. One of the knots in her stomach loosened.
Normally, Seyka was a talker; she'd make silly jokes or tell stories or think out loud while Aloy listened, responding when appropriate, and the huntress adored it, adored her, adored her even more for knowing that's not what she needed right now. The silence was anything but uncomfortable.
Once Aloy's hands were clean, Seyka carefully pulled off the huntresses focus, setting it safely aside. She rinsed off the rag and brought it to her face, wiping off the smudges of dirt and blood and machine oil that stained it. The wet heat of the cloth was grounding, the heat of Seyka's fingers was even better as they firmly took hold of her chin and turned her head, to wash away the evidence of a disastrous day. The action stirring something in her; warming her from the inside, as Seyka's firm hold on her body, on her heart, always did.
When she was done, Seyka put the rag back into the pot and set it on the desk, out of the way.
"What do you need?" Seyka asked, the corner of her lip upturned into a small, sympathetic smile that didn't quite reach her eyes, which were still brimming with worry. Aloy almost snapped again; because how the fuck is she supposed to know what she needed besides for all of this to not be the reality, but even a half-hearted smile on Seyka's lips chipped away at her anger. Pushed the dread back just a little bit. She still didn't know how to answer, though.
Seyka seemed to understand the mistake in her question, her eyes darted to the side and she chewed her lip before meeting Aloy's gaze again. "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked that… I'm sure it's impossible to know what you need right now, but I'm not just going to leave you alone to handle it yourself. I promised I'd be here, even in the roughest waters, and I meant it."
Aloy let out a long exhale "I don't want you to leave me alone" She whispered, it came out sounding pathetic, but she needed Seyka to know it.
The marine gave her that soft smile again "Good, because like I said, I don't plan to."
Aloy didn't want to talk about how she was so tired of this burden with all it boundless weight, how she was afraid of failing everyone, how she wished she could just be a sister, a friend, a lover; not a savior… She didn't want to talk about any of that, but she did want something from Seyka.
Feeling the heat of Seyka's strong fingers curling around her hand, staring at her pretty, lush lips and the cut of her tunic where it pulled tight around her shoulders; Aloy had a sudden moment of clarity and knew exactly what she wanted. Maybe even needed. What could make the sharp edges of her mind soften and blur and fade. At least, for a little while.
The anxious pit in her stomach started to ease and turn into something else entirely, something much more pleasant; so quickly it startled her. Made her feel like a bit of a weirdo too, but the distraction was too temping not to lean into.
Aloy slipped her fingers into the collar of Seyka's tunic and pulled the marine into her. At first, Seyka met her affections, kissing her back with comforting sweetness, but when Aloy pressed into her, hard, nipping at her lips before urging past them with her tongue, sliding her hand down the collar of Seyka's shirt in a clumsy attempt to force it open, Seyka, reluctantly, pulled back.
"Are you sure?" She asked, searching Aloy's face with such attention it made the huntress's cheeks burn. she almost wanted to look away, afraid of what Seyka might see, but that was impossible when the woman was so damn beautiful. When Aloy wanted her so badly.
Seyka's brow was furrowed again, around that scar on her forehead that Aloy found so sexy and despite her concern, her cheeks were now dusted with a lovely pink flush, her lips red and puffy where Aloy had bit down, parted in a subtle pant. Not just beautiful, Stunning; Aloy could look at her forever.
"Seyka…" she whispered, her voice rough with too many emotions to pin on just one "I just want to feel something… good, right now" And you always make me feel so good. She didn't say those last words out loud, but she felt them, hoped Seyka knew that's what she meant.
Aloy reached her hand up and firmly stroked her thumb over the knot of worry on Seyka's brow, smoothing it away. "Will… can you…?" But Aloy's voice broke, her jaw trembled again and she couldn't finish her thought; a sudden swell of shame burning in her chest along with every other stupid feeling weighing her down. But Seyka didn't judge her or spurn her; she just took the hand now tracing her jaw and brought it to her lips, brushing kisses over Aloy's scraped knuckles, giving the huntress a short nod.
"I get it, Aloy, I do." Seyka pressed her lips to the tips of Aloy's fingers, brought them between her teeth, swept over them with her tongue, holding Aloy's eyes, making her shiver, making her burn. Her next words came out in a mumble, muffled against Aloy's knuckles "I can help with that, if that's what you want"
Aloy's heart clenched in her chest, the desperation she had been trying to push down flared up, an absolutely out of control feeling of need rolling through her and she welcomed it, because she was so tired of being in control all the time.
Aloy curled her hand in the marines collar again and Seyka made it clear she understood; by cupping the nape of her neck and pulling her the rest of the way in, by matching the rough cadence of her kiss, by untying the belt around her waist so Aloy could open her tunic and push it impatiently off her shoulders. The kiss started out frantic and messy, and slowed into something else as Aloy sunk into it, her thoughts starting to melt away under Seyka's warmth.
Seyka's tongue tasted like the spicy herb she chewed on before bed, to keep her breath fresh, and it mixed nicely with the tea that Aloy could still taste on her own. She mapped the strong line of Seyka's shoulders with calloused hands, raked her nails down her ribs and over her stomach, drinking in the heat of her skin, until she had Seyka panting into her mouth, so beautifully, that Aloy met it with a desperate groan.
When she wrapped her arms around Seyka's neck and pulled her in tight, needing to be closer- Seyka broke away with a surprised yelp and an "ouch", her hand moving to massage her chest where a jagged edge on Aloy's armor had poked her. Aloy had forgotten she was still wearing it. she was about to apologize, but Seyka just huffed out a small laugh, reaching for the buckles on Aloy's armor, starting to deftly pull them apart like she had countless times before.
"I'm going to take this off of you. I don't want to lose a tit" Seyka raised an eyebrow "And I prefer being scratched by you, not by this poky armor you wear" The lascivious and silly smile that followed her comment made Aloy feel lightheaded and she found herself smiling too; it was small, but Seyka must have counted it as a win, because she was grinning stupidly at her now.
That look on Seyka's beautiful face had a flash of joy bubbling up in Aloy's chest, breaking through the sorrow, and she let out an earnest laugh, a breathy "I love you" coming out at the same time, because she couldn't contain it. Didn't want to.
"I know" Seyka pulled off Aloy's pauldrons, her breastplate "I love you too" She said, and Aloy could feel it in the press of her lips on her neck. She undid the ties of Aloy's leather under-armor next, pulling it over her head "I love you so much" Another kiss, lower this time, on the newly exposed skin of her collarbone, Seyka nipped and laved her tongue over the same spot, letting out a moan like the salt of Aloy's skin was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted and the sound had electricity sweeping down the back of Aloy's neck.
Her hand went to Seyka's breast, which was bare, as she hadn't been wearing anything under her tunic, she cupped it in her palm, rubbed her thumb over the peak before pinching it between her fingers. Savoring the way it made Seyka whine, how Seyka returned the affection, tearing off her chest-wrap and replacing it with the heat of her hand. How Seyka followed the line of Aloy's jaw back up to her lips and took them in a slow, deep kiss that left her breathless but unwilling to pull away.
This kiss turned reckless, filled with need, nipping at lips and jaw and throat. For a few minutes they fought for dominance; not that Aloy wanted it, but she wanted Seyka to take it. Wanted to know that Seyka needed this as much as she did. So, when her back hit the bed, relief filled her chest, coming out in a trembling sigh.
She arched up into Seyka, grinding her cunt into the knee pinning her to the mattress. It felt amazing, and she pressed her own thigh into the marine, the moan that Seyka let out vibrated against her tongue, inspiring her to repeat the movement, again and again, until Seyka rolled onto her back and pulled Aloy on top of her. Before she had the time to wonder what she was planning, Seyka's hands curled into her hair, pulling her down to whisper against her ear "How about instead of asking, I just tell you what you need and what I think you need right now is to get your tongue between my legs"
A shock of heat shot through Aloy, so visceral she swore she felt it in her bones and a very pathetic sounding "fuck, Seyka…" tumbled out of her mouth. Damn, she liked that, loved this woman and her filthy fucking mouth and how it turned her brain to mush. Normally, she would find something defiant to say, at least pretend she didn't like it so much, but tonight, she lacked the composure to bother.
She moved down, Seyka urging her along with a hand on her shoulder. She sucked a mark and then another into Seyka's neck before leaving one on the curve of her breast. Kissed the shallow scratch her armor had left, and then she took the hard peak in the center into her mouth. Sucking, swirling her tongue, grazing her teeth. Tasting the salt-tang of Seyka's skin and inhaling the smell of soap that still clung to it. Feeling Seyka shiver beneath her, hearing her moan her name and thinking how it had never sounded so good.
When Seyka urged her down again, Aloy moved quickly; leaving a trail of wet kisses down her stomach, before curling her fingers around the waistband of the marines pants and peeling them off her legs, tossing them carelessly to the floor.
She looked at Seyka as she knelt between her legs, spread just for her; her chest rising and falling with every heavy breath, her eyes so dark they would be black, if not for the flickering light of the candles reflecting off the slim line of her iris, making them appear red and orange and gold. Aloy's breath caught again, and not for the first time, she wondered how she managed to get the most beautiful woman in the world into her bed. She dug her fingers into the flesh of Seyka's thighs, pushing them further apart so she could lay between them.
Aloy groaned against Seyka's cunt at the first taste of her, sliding her tongue through slick heat, and then again when Seyka curled her fingers into her braids and tugged lightly, fingernails scratching against her scalp. She pressed the flat of her tongue over Seyka's clit, took it between her lips and sucked, moved her hand from the marine's thigh to sink two fingers inside, then three. Loving the way she felt around her fingers. Doing everything she had memorized would bring Seyka right to the edge and over it, impatient to feel her come apart and to feel the high that came with it.
"Oh, tides, Aloy, that is so fucking good" Seyka moaned and Aloy loved that even more, loved the praise and how nothing else in the world mattered right now besides making Seyka feel good, loosing herself in the taste of her on her tongue. In her scent and in the sounds they made together.
When Seyka smoothed a thumb over her brow and choked out a desperate "look at me" sounding like she was about to break apart, Aloy obeyed and looked up the plain of Seyka's body, who was propped up on her elbows looking down at her.
"I'll never tire of this view" Seyka said, her voice like gravel, and a satisfied laugh bubbled in Aloy's throat because she was thinking the same thing; watching the muscles in Seyka's stomach twitch and her eyes fight to stay open, failing when Aloy pressed in hard and curled her fingers, Seyka's clit still trapped between her lips.
Seyka came with a loud, crude curse, folding at the waist and falling back onto the bed, sighing Aloy's name in the sexiest way. Aloy stayed right where she was, easing her down from her orgasm, savoring the wetness that spilled down her chin; until Seyka tugged at her braids and pulled her up with a hand wrapping around her bicep, flipping her over and pressing her into the bed. A surprising amount of strength for a woman who had been trembling just a moment ago.
Seyka pinned her to the mattress again, with a heady kiss and a knee back between her thighs, pushing into her with just enough pressure to make her moan and chase the pleasure with her hips. Seyka traced a path of kisses across Aloy's jaw, her hot breath ghosting over the shell of her ear, nipping at it with her teeth.
"I love tasting myself on your lips" Seyka whispered into her neck before biting down and Aloy felt another thrill of excitement rush through her, making her fingers tingle and her clit throb. She wrapped her arms around Seyka and dug her finger into the muscles of her back, sliding one hand over the curve of her ass to grip the back of her thigh and press it harder against herself.
"Fuck, it's hot when you say things like that" Aloy replied, tracing her hand back up the ridges of Seyka's spine, threading it into her hair and pulling her back to her lips, thinking she better give her another taste if she loved it so much. The moan that broke against her tongue in response had her blood singing.
Seyka's hand trailed across her stomach, raking her nails over the muscles, and then back up to her breasts, massaging them with her palm, dragging her nail over a stiff nipple so it stung just right. Running her hand firmly over her ribs and flank, leaving a trail of fire everywhere she touched.
Aloy's heart hammered in her chest when Seyka moved lower, kissing down her throat and chest until she reached her breasts, pulling her nipple into the wet heat of her mouth, taking her time to tease with tongue and teeth. At the same time, she slipped her hand under the waistband of Aloy's leather leggings, parting her folds and gently rubbing her clit between two fingers, making Aloy gasp and her hips roll, tightening her hold in Seyka's hair.
"Shit, that feels good…" She mumbled.
Aloy already knew she was so wet, could feel it, knew it even more when Seyka mumbled a throaty "Tides, Aloy…" muffled against her breast. The marine moved her fingers teasingly, using just too little pressure, just passing over her entrance, instead of pushing inside like Aloy wanted her too, like Seyka knew she wanted. Usually, this might make Aloy impatient, but her ability for cohesive thought had slipped away and she was enjoying that very much. Wanted it to last as long as possible.
Then, Seyka pulled her hand away and lifted herself off her body and maybe Aloy felt a little impatient after all. She gaped at Seyka, her face feeling hot, breath coming in tight pulls, before she caught her breath enough to cuss the marine out, Seyka spoke
"Don't worry, I'm going to take care of you" she said, her voice warm and reassuring, she ran her hand up Aloy's leg, giving the outside of her thigh a playful slap. "Take your pants off while I suit up."
Aloy got her meaning right away, stuttered out a "yeah, okay" and gave her an eager nod. She didn't need to wait to see Seyka stand up and reach for the small chest under their desk. The huntress, quickly, pushed her pants down her hips, grumbling in frustration when she realized she was still wearing her damn boots. Her hands felt clumsy, shaking with desire, as she untied them and kicked them off her feet, along with her leggings.
She did it as fast as possible, so she could lay back on the bed and watch Seyka pull the leather harness over her hips, watch her adjust the cock so it sat just right, tightening the straps. Seyka's eyes fluttered shut and her lips parted in a gasp as she pressed the base into her clit; Aloy was positive Seyka was teasing herself just to see the look on her face and she loved her for that too. She tilted her head in interest as she openly gawked.
Seyka's tanned skin, damp with sweat, glowed in the flickering candlelight. Bare, except for the leather harness fastened to her hips, the straps hugging tight around her ass, accentuating its perfect curves; she looked hot. Aloy couldn't wait to hook her fingers under those straps and pull Seyka harder against her, deeper inside of her…
Aloy huffed out a needy sigh when Seyka reached for the desk, picking up a ribbon and tying her hair into a messy, loose bun at the nape of her neck. Watching her arms and torso stretch with the action, Seyka looking back at her from the corner of her eye with a satisfied smile.
Fuck, she is sexy…
"You are so damned sexy when you look at me like that" Seyka said, startling Aloy, repeating her thoughts back at her for the second time that evening.
Aloy just raised an eyebrow, sweeping another appreciative glance over her partner and miraculously finding a way to string more than two words together "come here and show me?"
To Aloy's surprise, Seyka didn't reply with a teasing quip, she just gave her a sweet smile and crawled back onto the bed, kneeling at her feet. Seyka smoothed her hand up the huntress's leg, slow and reverent before pressing a kiss to the inside of her knee. "Anything for you" she said, with the kind of devotion Aloy would never allow from anyone else, but coming from Seyka, it made her stomach flip with desire, her heart feel too big for her chest to contain.
Seyka's hands moved further up and her lips followed, pressing wet kisses to the inside of her thighs, brushing her lips over red auburn curls, before using her fingers to part Aloy's folds and press between them with her tongue, letting out a loud and uninhibited moan against her clit that Aloy could feel reverberate through her whole body. This time, Seyka didn't waste anytime before sinking two fingers inside of her.
Aloy's eyes squeezed shut and she turned her head, pressing into the pillow "ohfuckyes" she groaned, her words slurring together, her tongue feeling wonderfully clumsy. Seyka expertly sucked her clit between her lips, teased it with her tongue, followed the same rhythm with her fingers as they pressed inside and pulled back out. Aloy thread her fingers into Seyka's hair, "more" she muttered, using her other hand to grip her shoulder, her nails digging into warm skin. Seyka obliged, slowly sinking in a third finger when she pushed in again. Fucking perfect, it felt so right.
When Aloy could feel the knot in her abdomen grow tighter, ready to snap, her breath coming in ragged gasps, Seyka slowed down and then pulled her fingers out, sitting up. The sudden emptiness had her letting out a whine and she would have been truly annoyed if she didn't know what was coming. Seyka's hand immediately moved to grip the shaft of the strap-on, giving it a few pumps to lubricate it with her still wet fingers. Aloy always found the crude gesture ridiculously hot and right now was no different, especially with Seyka staring down at her, eyes dark, her chin and mouth wet.
Aloy reached for her, sitting up slightly so she could pull her into a sloppy kiss and put her hands on Seyka's hips, urging her forward "Seyka…" She whined low in her throat against the marines lips, an impatient warning. Seyka pushed her back down onto the bed with a hand on her shoulder, scooting forward to tease the strap against her cunt. They both watched as she slid the tip along her slit, pressing against her clit before finally placing the head against her entrance.
Aloy sucked in a shuddering breath, releasing it with a moan as Seyka started to push in, with a slow and deliberate thrust of her hips. It felt so good, had Aloy panting, the world narrowing to single point of where their bodies connected. Aloy dared a glance at Seyka's face and it was worth it, because the look in the marine's eyes as she stared between their bodies was maybe the hottest thing she had ever seen, and had her sucking in another ragged breath. Her skin prickling with heat.
Seyka's eyes darted up, meeting hers, and the marine reached for her hand, pulling it from the bedding she was clutching and lacing their fingers together, holding her tight, pressing her hips forward another inch. "This okay?" she asked softly, as if they had never done this before and Aloy almost wanted to laugh because they've done this plenty of times, but that was just like Seyka, to rival her dirty talk with something sweet.
"Yeah…" Aloy breathed "…F-feels really fucking…good, keep going"
Seyka nodded, her tongue darting to wet her lips as her eyes looked where the shaft was spreading Aloy open, she took her free hand and wrapped her arm around Aloy's thigh and pulled her in as she pressed forward, sinking the last few inches inside until she was buried to the hilt. Seyka groaned as if she could feel it and that, as much as the feeling of being so full, had Aloy seeing stars already and whimpering, clutching tighter to Seyka's hand.
After a moment, Seyka started with slow, lazy thrusts of her hips, muttering praise in a low voice that made Aloy's blood hot, even though she could barely concentrate on what she was actually saying "Tides, Aloy you are so beautiful… take me so well….shit, you feel incredible..."
Aloy could feel her first orgasm approaching, which wasn't a surprise. She rolled her hips a little faster, her free hand flying above her head to brace herself against the wall above their bed as she moved to meet Seyka's thrusts. The cold metal against her palm was in stark contrast with the heat prickling her skin, bringing a whole new, welcome, sensation and the crude sounds of their bodies coming together that filled the room just turned her on more. "oh, that feels so good...Seyka, fuck me…"
Seyka picked up the pace, meeting the rhythm Aloy was setting, "Fuck, you drive me crazy when you're like this" She growled, taking Aloy's hand that she was still clutching and bringing it between her legs "Rub your clit, I want to see you touch yourself"
"Ah, holy shit you're-" Aloy cut off her own words when she obliged Seyka's request, rubbing two fingers over her clit, fast and hard. That combined with a few more thrusts from Seyka had Aloy trembling, a moan stopping in her throat as an orgasm shot through her. A wave of heat that ebbed and flowed, sweeping over her whole body, burning her from the inside out. Seyka's cock buried deep, still giving slow thrusts, making it all the more pleasurable. Her mind blessedly blank, other than thoughts of Seyka.
When she started to become aware of her body again, Seyka was laying fully on top of her, pressing kisses to her cheek and jaw, rubbing her sides with soft sweeps of her thumb. Still inside. "Love you" She mumbled against Aloy's ear and the huntress wrapped her arms around her, holding her tight, feeling the muscles of her back against her palms, the trickle of sweat between her shoulder blades.
"Damn, that was…" Aloy breathed, placing a kiss to the sweat covered crook of Seyka's neck, their chests pressing together, Seyka's heart hammering against her own feeling like the best thing in the world. Making heat crawl up her spine again.
Seyka turned her head, bumped their noses together, inhaling a deep breath before she took Aloy's lips in a lazy, languid kiss. Aloy relaxed into it, feeling weightless and pliable under Seyka. Sighing as their tongues slid together, as Seyka traced the line of her teeth and tugged at Aloy's lips with her own.
When Seyka broke away from Aloy's lips, she pressed their foreheads together and their eyes met. The way Seyka stared back at her had Aloy feeling all types of wonderful things she couldn't even begin to describe and before she could even try, Seyka gave a subtle roll of her hips, causing Aloy's thoughts to blur and a moan to fall from her lips.
"Think you have another one in you?" Seyka asked in a low voice, rutting her hips again, making warmth spread beneath Aloy's skin.
Aloy shifted one of her legs, to run the heel of her foot up and down the back of Seyka's calve, an action, she had noticed before, always made the marine tremble. It worked and Seyka inhaled a shuddering breath, a low "fuck…" coming out with the exhale. She trailed one hand down Seyka's back to give her ass a squeeze before hooking her fingers around the straps of the leather harness and giving her answer with a firm tug.
"I want you" She mumbled, pulling Seyka back to her lips with her free hand.
Seyka's thrusts started out slow again; deliberate, calculated and perfect. Aloy still wasn't sure how she managed to move her hips like that, but she had a great appreciation for it. This time her orgasm built slowly, which she loved, because she didn't want the intimacy of being this close to Seyka to end, kissing lazily, moaning against her lips and Seyka meeting them with little grunts that rumbled deep her chest, every time she pushed in. It was the sexiest thing.
Seyka grabbed her by the thigh and squeezed, digging blunt nails into her flesh, pulling away from their kiss to speak into Aloy's neck "Wrap your legs around me"
Aloy did, Seyka helping her hitch her knees over her hips, before grabbing one of Aloy's hands, placing it beside her head and lacing their fingers together again. Seyka changed her pace, instead of long drawn out thrusts, she pushed in deep and gave short, shallow ones, the tip of the shaft dragging against Aloy's front wall every time, hitting that perfect spot, her pelvic bone pressing into her clit with every thrust.
"f-fuckfuckfuckdon'tstop" Aloy slurred "Seyka… that's j-just right"
Seyka didn't stop, kept pace perfectly, dragging the flesh of Aloy's throat between her teeth, leaving a trail of marks that stung and pleased just right.
Aloy tried to hold on a few more moments, but she couldn't, her mind started to fray even more, and an intense wave of pleasure rolled over her, starting between her legs and moving slowly over her body, taking her over. Her hand curled at Seyka's back and she wasn't even sure how loud she was being, but her throat felt raw. She buried her face in Seyka's shoulder and bit down on the cord of muscle there.
"Oh-fuck…" Seyka cried out in an obvious mix of pain and pleasure, the controlled rolling of her hips faltering, jerking messily. Aloy barely noticed, her orgasm still moving through her, limbs and mind buzzing.
But she did notice when Seyka added "…Aloy, I am so…fucking close"
Aloy slid her hand to grip tight to the harness again, pulling Seyka against her "don't stop, keep fucking me until you come"
"Tides…" Seyka mumbled, changing the angle of her hips so the flat end of the strap pressed against her clit just right, picking up the pace of her hips, fast and hard, for her own benefit and not for Aloy's. The huntress found something about that very hot and clung tight to Seyka's hip, urging her on.
Aloy could tell when Seyka's release hit her because not only did she moan deep in her throat, but her hips jerked erratically again, several times, before she finally stilled and collapsed on top of her. They stayed like that for several long minutes, catching their breath before Seyka carefully pulled out, unbuckled the harness and tossed the accessory to the side. She laid on her side next to Aloy, and the huntress rolled over to face her, wrapping an arm around her waist. Seyka gathered her in her arms and Aloy tucked her head under Seyka's chin and buried her face in the warmth of her chest.
***
Aloy wasn't sure how long they stayed like that, breathing Seyka in as the marine ran her hand up and down her back in soothing, familiar strokes, but it was long enough that she almost fell asleep before some of the thoughts plaguing her earlier returned. They weren't nearly as loud this time and the tightness in her chest had loosened.
"I'm sorry" She muttered quietly into Seyka's chest.
"hmm?" Seyka asked, running her hand down Aloy's spine again "couldn't hear you"
She pulled her head back a little bit so her voice was less muffled, but still avoided meeting Seyka's eyes "I said I'm sorry… for being such an asshole earlier… shutting you out" She took a deep breath "…and then being weird and jumping your bones even though I was acting cold right before that"
Seyka let out a throaty laugh, it wasn't mocking though, just soft "You weren't an asshole and even if you were, I can handle it. Ancestors know I can be a raging bitch when I'm stressed and you have every right to be." She paused and then added "And you're hardly the first person to use sex to cope with stress. We're in the middle of a war, the base has been full of people rutting like animals in heat for weeks, I swear, it's worse than the marine barracks ever were. At least it doesn't come with a hangover and you have a loving partner to indulge with. Don't need to go pick up a random woman, though, I am sure there would be plenty willing"
Aloy rolled her eyes and gave Seyka's shoulder a light slap. "I could never trust a random enough to do that"
"I'm glad you trust me" Seyka said, her fingers moving to run through Aloy's hair "Is it okay if I ask how you are feeling?"
This time, Seyka's careful prodding didn't make her tense up, Aloy figured that was a good sign "I feel… better. I just wanted to…um…. not think about it all for a while"
"Did it work?"
That made Aloy laugh "Most definitely" She sighed and pressed a kiss to Seyka's chest before burying her face deeper into the warmth.
"Glad I could help" The words were mumbled against the top of Aloy's head, she could feel the soft press of Seyka's lips.
"thank you" She said softly
Another small laugh rumbled in Seyka's chest "never need to thank me for that" Aloy felt as much as she heard the deep sigh Seyka let out before the marine spoke again "You said you didn't want to talk about it and I won't make you, but… can I… say something?"
Aloy stiffened, but figured it was the least she could do, to hear Seyka out, she nodded.
"I know that you need to be strong for everyone, but I need you to know, you don't need to be strong for me. When it's just us you don't need to be the commander, or the savior or a clone of Elisabet, you can just be Aloy and I can be Seyka and…yeah… we can fuck if that's what makes you feel better, takes your mind of things, but you can let go in other ways too… you can scream or cry or tell me what scares you or just….breathe"
A lump of emotion formed in Aloy's throat and she tried to swallow around it, part of her wanted to push Seyka away again but the woman knew her too well and all her feelings were raw, stripped bare. She spoke muffled against Seyka's chest again "I'm worried if I do that...let go… I won't be able to put the pieces back together and then we will all be doomed and die"
"What if I help you put the pieces back before we leave this room?" Seyka moved her hand to Aloy's chin and tilted it up, making the huntress look at her "Could you trust me with that?"
Aloy could drown in the deep well of those brown eyes and that would be a welcome death, hopefully, many years from now because nothing made her want to live more than Seyka looking at her like that. She wanted to look into them every day for the rest of her life, whether that was tomorrow or fifty years from now. She had never really believed in any type of divinity or destiny, not when she had always been scorned by the idea, when her fate had been written by science into her DNA but it was hard not to believe some things happened for a reason when she had somehow found this woman, who looked right into the depths of her soul, another idea Aloy wasn't even sure she believed in. But she did believe in Seyka.
She cleared her throat "I-I can try… it's not that I don't trust you, I do…it's just…"
"trying is good enough for me, Sunwing. That's all I ask." Seyka said it with such softness and understanding that something inside Aloy snapped. Something she had been holding tight for months and months, maybe years. She tucked her head back under Seyka's chin and she cried. Not full body wracking sobs or anything so dramatic, she wasn't sure she had that in her, even now, but a steady stream that left her feeling loose and exhausted and weirdly, really fucking in love.
Seyka's nimble fingers massaged her back and then moved to her hair, deftly undoing the braids at the side of her head, massaging her temple and scalp. Aloy felt boneless, all the remaining tension in her body and soul was gone.
When she found her will to speak again Aloy tilted her head and looked at Seyka; her voice a mocking scold, warm, flirty, a smirk on her lips, pushing through the discomfort of her vulnerability with a teasing comment "You ass, I just did my hair yesterday"
Seyka laughed, full and beautiful, wiping the tears off Aloy's cheeks "I'll redo them for you in the morning, after I wash your hair. It's a little filthy to be honest"
Aloy just hummed and lifted herself up on an elbow to kiss the corner of Seyka's mouth, and then another, full on the lips. When she pulled back, Seyka ruffled her hair and lifted an eyebrow
"So you had a couple orgasms and a cry, think you can try eating something? There's a big pot of stew in the kitchen, I'd like to get myself some and I'm hoping you'll eat with me"
Aloy couldn't remember if she had eaten anything all day, her, Seyka and a small squad of allies had returned to the base after a mission that had yielded little results. While dinner had been ready to serve after the briefing, Aloy hadn't been hungry or wanting to share a meal among the crowd of people all looking to her for answers. Instead, she had retreated to her room to ruminate in her thoughts… now though? Yeah, she could eat, before she answered her stomach grumbled.
"That's a yes, right?" Seyka asked, giving Aloy a fond smile, already untangling herself from Aloy's limbs and sitting up.
"It is, let me help you though" Aloy said, sitting up, but Seyka shook her head.
"Nope and that's an order, I'm not done taking care of you."
Aloy narrowed her eyes at Seyka but relented, laying back down on the bed and stretching with an involuntary yawn. She was beyond exhausted "If you insist"
"I do" Seyka replied and then threw on enough clothes to be barely decent, just her pair of tiny undershorts and her tunic, not even bothering to secure it with her belt as she wrapped it around her waist and left the bedroom. Aloy rolled her eyes, the woman was so immodest and she tried not to think about how anyone in the common space would take in the state of Seyka's undress and easily connect the dots. Not that it mattered, the base was filled with tribes of all sorts now, topless Tenakth and Nora woman walking around casually. It was rather amusing, watching the more conservative tribes try not to be rude and stare (not to mention, poor Beta). And Seyka had been correct, with everyone grasping for comfort in times of war, hook ups and love affairs were a common occurrence. No one would bat an eye. And more importantly, everyone knew Seyka was hers
Seyka returned ten minutes later with a tray of food in her arms, two bowls of goat stew, buttered honey loaf, fruit and two more mugs of tea. The savory aroma had Aloy sitting up right away, her mouth salivating.
"I've returned with sustenance, my love" Seyka said in a playful voice, setting the tray on their desk before shucking off her clothes again and tossing them onto the floor. Aloy scooted to the edge of the bed and Seyka handed her a bowl of stew, setting the tea, honey loaf and fruit on the floor between them before sitting down next to Aloy with her own bowl.
It had been awhile since they had the time to eat in bed naked together, it seemed silly, but Aloy was rather fond of it. It felt intimate and relaxing and she enjoyed the comfort of it, slurping her stew, which was fucking delicious. Until Seyka laughed at her and reached for her face, wiping a dribble of broth off her chin with her thumb.
"Anyone ever tell you you're the messiest eater alive? I swear you were raised by wild boars" Seyka teased, the corner of her lip upturned in a small smile, a playful look in her eyes.
Aloy glared at her, pretending to be offended but a laugh was already working its way up her throat, because it might as well be true. An image of Rost with food in his beard flashed in her mind and instead of the heaviness of grief filling her heart, she just felt love at the fond memory.
She raised her eyebrow at Seyka "really? I was just crying and now you're making fun of me? That’s just like you, to kick a woman while she's down"
"Oh, shut up" Seyka said, grinning "Don't pretend you don't love it when I take you down a peg"
Aloy did love it. Loved her. And maybe for tonight that was enough.