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The exercise was stupid.
Sayeon certainly thought so, the cell was put by a table and told to fold paper cranes, what could that possibly do for the corps. Juni told them some sorry excuse for a reason, something about how it would build patience and control. Sayeon didn't need that, she already had control! Control is literally the one thing Sayeon always has in a situation and why would you need patience when you can just reverse time if you mess up.
Cell 4 was now sitting around a table with a small stack of perfectly square papers in the middle, Sayeon was sitting across from Ryujin with Min at her side and Iseul diagonally from her.
This was stupid, Sayeon could train her control and patience in regular combat training, or literally any other exercise, but alas, here she was, paper in hand, looking at the 'how-to' guide printed on another piece of paper.
Sayeon folded the paper, made sure the corners were sharp, made sure not to bend it in a way that would compromise the integrity of it. It turned out bad, the paper refused to line up the edges without ripping and the corners weren't sharp despite Sayeon doing everything to make sure they were crisp, overall the crane was there, but it was wonky, it fell over a couple times when Sayeon was trying to place it on the table and the beak ended up uneven and too short.
Sayeon looked across the table at Ryujin, she was already folding her second one and she had barely looked at the guide, it was strange, Sayeon wouldn't have thought Ryujin would even participate in this one but she seemed to enjoy it even. Ryujin's crane was perfect, the edges sharp, the corners lined up and it stood up, even the seem underneath the wings lined up perfectly.
Why couldn't Sayeon do it?
Why was Ryujin so good at it, why did she have to be so good at it?
Why did Ryujin have to be so good, so wastefully perfect. Ryujin had a strong enough gift that the corps didn't just kill her when they discovered her as an illegal aberrant, she had some of the best essence detection skills Sayeon had ever seen and she was good at this, too. How could Ryujin let all that go to waste? How could she let it rot with her here when she could be so good, Sayeon wanted that, wanted her.
Sayeon didn't just want Ryujin to listen to her, she wanted her to trust her, to want her also.
She grabbed another page from the stack of paper. She folded it again, making sure the sides lined up, and being mindful of the corners still. It was Just like the first one, bad.
Again.
Sayeon took paper from the stack, folded it, the outcome was bad.
Again.
Paper, fold, bad.
Again.
Bad.
Again.
Worse.
Again.
Again.
Again.
There was a neat mount of around eleven paper cranes by Sayeon's spot at the table, she was looking over the last one she made before tossing it to the pile. The corners on the newly discarded crane were neat, the edges sharp, the seems lined up. It was insufficient.
Ryujin had reached three paper cranes in the meantime, the edges weren't as sharp as Sayeon's latest, the corners neither. They were perfect, they were exactly what Sayeon wanted, what she needed. Sayeon wanted what Ryujin could deliver, but from no one but Ryujin, not even from herself.
"Ryujin, could you fold a paper crane for me? my own aren't as good as yours are." Sayeon asked, pausing after Ryujin's name to let her register what Sayeon had asked of her.
Ryujin narrowed her eyes when she met Sayeon's gaze, but still, reluctantly, grabbed a piece of paper from the stack and began folding another crane.
After a few minutes Ryujin sloppily tossed her crane across the table, it collided with Sayeon's pile of cranes and a few fell from the top of the pile to the sides of the alien one.
Sayeon picked it out, and examined it, it was just like the other ones Ryujin had made. The beak was a little too softly folded, the wings were folded from the body at slightly separate points and the legs had a stress hole in the middle where the x was created. It was just right, perfect.
Sayeon wondered what other things she could make Ryujin do, what things she would say yes to, ask her to. Sayeon let her gaze drift above the crane to Ryujin's eyes.
"Thank you, Ryujin" Sayeon made sure to linger on her name, people feel more special when their name is used after all. She placed the paper crane upright in front of her, prioritized, apart from the pile of her own. There it stood, a tribute to Ryujin, from Sayeon.
Sayeon wanted to keep going. There was something to tunnel vision on.
Sayeon wanted to start small, little things, things Ryujin wouldn't say no to, but just think about enough to let it take up her mind.
One day, "Ryujin, could you save me a seat?" and "thank you, Ryujin"
Another night, "Ryujin, could you draw the curtains?" "thank you, Ryujin"
Another morning, "Ryujin, could you tie my tie?" "Thank you, Ryujin"
Another, "Ryujin could you button up my shirt?" "thank you, Ryujin"
And it continued like that for a while, Sayeon asking more and more of Ryujin, But never too much, Sayeon was careful that it was never too much.
The cell had just finished a mission 'assisted' by cell 3, and Taeho had been a stone in their shoes all day, not just for Sayeon, though mainly directed at her anyway. Thankfully, they had separate mission reports to do, meaning Sayeon wouldn't have to deal with Taeho up her ass about everything she said for one reason or another. It made Sayeon more irritated than usual.
Sayeon did the report as usual, and as usual Juni would rather be anywhere else. Iseul was a little less interested in what she had to say than usual, Min was the same as he usually is, that dead stare, Ryujin though was paying attention, not in an obvious way, not in a way that the others would notice, but she was actually playing attention, rare.
Ryujin was sitting, resting her jaw on her knuckles, posture slumped, but eyes fixed on Sayeon, unusual.
Sayeon had used up pretty much all of her essence on that mission, maybe Ryujin had noticed?
Sayeon hadn't asked anything of Ryujin for a couple days, she wanted to ask her of something today, wanted to see her say yes, today especially.
when the report was over, Ryujin was walking in front of Sayeon towards their shared room, Sayeon seemingly lost in thought. Sayeon had a few scratches that she hadn't bothered healing, the one on the back of her right shoulder was especially bothering her, maybe Ryujin could help with that.
as soon as they reached their room, Ryujin plopped herself down on her bed and rolled onto her back, laying there a moment before looking over past Sayeon's bed and out the window.
Sayeon was now sitting on the edge of her bed, reaching her hand into the neck of her shirt rubbing at that spot on her shoulder that had been bothering her. It stung, it felt more frictionless than she expected and when Sayeon pulled her hand away it had a thin coat of blood coating half of it. She sighed.
"Ryujin, could you help me with something?" Sayeon asked, still keeping her hand elevated as to not smudge blood on anything else.
"What is it glasses?" Ryujin asked, drifting her sight away form the window and focusing it on Sayeon and her bloody hand.
"I have this gash on my shoulder, would you help me patch it up?" Sayeon asked, leaning back on her other hand slightly.
"Why didn't you heal it when we were out?" Ryujin scoffed when she asked.
"I didn't want to waste essence and I ran out a bit ago, I also don't want to bother with the medical ward" Sayeon added, she thought she'd answer the question before it came.
"Fine" it took a moment before Ryujin answered.
Ryujin took off her coat and placed it on her bed before she got up to go get the first aid kit from the small closet the corps had put in the room, it was almost a surprise that the corps had given them a method of tending to their own wounds, with the medical ward being there and all.
When Ryujin returned from fetching the kit, Sayeon had moved herself further in on the bed, her side parallel with the bed's and her legs no longer on the ground. Sayeon was in the process of unbuttoning the top three buttons of her shirt, she had taken the coat and tie off and was left in the white button up that had been stained red at the shoulder.
Ryujin sat herself down on the edge of the bed, at Sayeon's back and put the first aid kit down between them. Ryujin started moving the fabric covering away from the area, moving Sayeon's bra strap in the process since it was touching the edge of the scratch. The wound wasn't deep enough for stitches but annoyingly dragged out, spanning from the corner of her right shoulder blade to the midpoint of her shoulder.
Ryujin didn't say anything as she started dabbing the scratch with a cotton swap soaked in disinfectant, just tried to focus on the cleaning of the wound. Sayeon was moving too much though, she kept jerking away from it on impact without a noise.
"Could you hold still?" Ryujin said with more annoyance than question in her tone, she didn't raise her voice though.
"I'm not trying to move" Sayeon replied in a more even tone, only turning her head slightly towards Ryujin.
Ryujin tries again to clean Sayeon's wound, Sayeon again moves. Ryujin tries again, and again Sayeon moves. She tries one more time, Sayeon moves again. Ryujin is fed up.
Ryujin gets up, takes the step to be by Sayeon's front, swings one leg over and gets on top of her, facing her, effectively straddling her. Ryujin gently but firmly took a hold of Sayeon's chin and used that hold to move her head out of the way.
Sayeon definitely wasn't moving anymore, her attention was away from the stinging in her shoulder and completely on the woman that was grabbing her by the face whilst on top of her. This was not quite what Sayeon thought would happen when she asked Ryujin for help, at most she thought Ryujin would hold her shoulder still but this was very welcome too in Sayeon's opinion. Sayeon felt her face getting hotter, more than her face probably, she rested her free arm behind her and rested her weight on it.
Ryujin was busying herself with cleaning that dumb scratch Sayeon asked her to clean, why did she agree to that? She was starting to feel herself getting nervous, she had been noticing the way Sayeon had been looking at her lately, and she couldn't deny that she had been sneaking glances in her direction also. Ryujin tried to calm herself by taking a deep breath and focusing harder on the task at hand, she was done with cleaning the wound about now. As compromising as this position was, it did stop Sayeon from squirming, which was much appreciated.
Sayeon had gotten used to the position and was starting to feel the stinging again, though she didn't necessarily detest it, she really was a freak. Sayeon bit the inside of her cheek, she felt weird, good weird but still weird, her gut was doing flips and her head felt oh so hot. Ryujin had started putting some sort of bandage on her shoulder, which meant she was probably done patching her up soon.
Ryujin was just about done patching Sayeon up, she kinda wish it had taken longer, that and a couple other feelings were circulating her at the moment. Ryujin had been raised from her seat slightly to be higher up than Sayeon, it took her a moment to lower herself after she finished doing as Sayeon had asked her to, When she did though she was met with Sayeon staring directly at her.
Ryujin ran her thumb over Sayeon's lips and rested it on the far corner, she didn't know why she did, it just felt like the next thing to do right then. Sayeon bit into her thumb gently, carefully, with the very front of her teeth only.
"Oh what the hell you freak" Ryujin said, she moved her thumb out of Sayeon's mouth and pushed her head to the side roughly by the chin.
Sayeon let her eyes wander to Ryujin's lips and then back to her eyes before answering.
"Would you kiss me?" Sayeon asks, it almost sounds too blunt coming from her like that, she meant it though, she wanted Ryujin to kiss her, she wanted Ryujin.
"You are unbelievable, you know that?" Ryujin said more like a statement than a question. Ryujin guided their lips together despite her response, Sayeon really had some audacity, Ryujin thought.
the kiss was tender, it seemed they were both being overly careful, afraid. Sayeon opened her mouth just enough so that she could nip at Ryujin's lower lip with her teeth. Ryujin responded by letting her own lips part and pushing her tongue up against Sayeon's teeth, who promptly bit into it, still carefully though, annoyingly carefully.
Sayeon enjoyed this quite a lot, Ryujin on top of her, the closeness. She pushed into the kiss more, giving more of herself, wanting Ryujin to take more of her. Ryujin didn't know just how much she wanted this until they were already kissing, she liked this, she liked how Sayeon tasted slightly acidic in her mouth.
Sayeon let the hand she wasn't stabilizing herself on grab a hold of Ryujin's hip, carefully, almost as if not to scare her. Ryujin's muscles tensed for just a moment when Sayeon grabbed her hip but she relaxed after that. She moaned softly into the kiss at the touch. Ryujin moved the hand that was still holding onto Sayeon's shoulder to the back of her neck, just shy of what she had newly bandaged.
they broke the kiss and looked at each other for a heart beat before Sayeon went in for another. Less careful this time, still cautious but more so hungry. Sayeon's glasses were getting in the way though, annoyingly bumping into Ryujin's face while they were mouth to mouth. Sayeon pulled their faces apart, leaning back a little more and letting go of Ryujin's hip to remove her glasses, she placed them on the ledge that the frame of the bed held between the mattress and wall.
Stating "they're getting in the way" as she did so.
Ryujin took the time to climb on top of Sayeon further, Since Sayeon had gone from her hand being the thing she rested her torso on to her elbow. Ryujin also moved the hand she had had on the nape of Sayeon's neck to the bed, and the other that was previously on her jaw Ryujin let travel to Sayeon's back and down to where the tips of Ryujin's middle and ring fingers rested lightly on Sayeon's spine just above her tailbone. When Sayeon turned back she went for Ryujin's shirt neck this time, using it as a means to pull her in by and kissed her again.
Sayeon let her hand move to the edge of Ryujin's waistline, hooking her index and middle fingers around the top of Ryujin's belt, tugging slightly. Ryujin shivered at the touch, either she was touch starved or overly sensitive, or both, probably, definitely.
Ryujin started to move off of Sayeon's lips, first the corner of her mouth, then trailing kisses to her jaw, then neck and collar bones. Sayeon's shirt was already unbuttoned so access was easy, and Sayeon whined almost inaudibly when Ryujin let her teeth graze the soft skin of her collar bones. At the same time Ryujin moved the hand connected to the bed up on top of Sayeon again and let it settle on Sayeon's torso.
Sayeon moved her hand from Ryujin's shirt to her tie, wrapping it around her hand once and moving it to the side gently, the back of Ryujin's neck prickled at the implication. Ryujin ran the tips of her fingers underneath Sayeon's pant's hemline, from the spot she was before at her spine to her side and looked up at Sayeon.
"Is this fine?" Ryujin asked, her intent being clear to both of them.
"Of course" Sayeon replies, who would have thought Ryujin would be this.. careful?
With that Ryujin ran her fingers around to Sayeon's belt buckle and started messing with it, it was a bit tedious to do with one hand so to distract Sayeon from how much she was fumbling, Ryujin bit down hard a few centimeters above Sayeon's collar bone. In response Sayeon let out a moan that started low but quickly turned into a drawn out whine that made Ryujin feel weak in her joints, it was a good thing that she was the one on top of Sayeon.
Sayeon was unaware of exactly what the burning sensation did to her, it was unsettling, she liked that. Sayeon brought her hand up from Ryujin's waistband to dig into the delicate hairs at the back of her head. Ryujin moaned in the most pathetic way in response, attached to Sayeon by the teeth still, which muffled it a little at least.
Ryujin finally got Sayeon's belt buckle open and followed that up with slipping her hand into Sayeon's pants. She felt for Sayeon's clit through her panties and started rubbing at it with her middle and ring fingers. Sayeon whined again, louder this time, trying to stifle it by biting into her lower lip but that unsurprisingly did nothing if not make it louder.
Ryujin had let go of Sayeon's skin now and was admiring the tooth marks. Sayeon was feeling very hot all over now, she wanted to taste Ryujin's teeth, so she used her hold on Ryujin's tie to move her head up enough to make eye contact. Sayeon brought their lips together again and let more noises fall from her mouth to Ryujin's as she kept being pleasured.
Ryujin had been feeling guilty, she had been watching Sayeon for a while now, stealing glances, and she hated that she did, she knew the type of person Sayeon was, and she still longed to let her hands drift over her skin. Ryujin had been conflicted for a while, Sayeon was so psychotic, so ridiculously consumed by the concept of whatever she thought "justice" was, despite that, Ryujin couldn't stop herself from trying to look deeper, past it even, and she hated that.
Sayeon felt a heat build in her lower abdomen, and it only grew with what Ryujin was doing but Sayeon craved just that much more. She removed her hand from Ryujin's hair and used it to guide Ryujin's resting hand into her shirt and underneath her bra, getting a hold of one of her breasts. Sayeon broke the kiss then, and started trailing her own kisses down to right underneath Ryujin's jawline, harsher than how Ryujin had but still very cautiously.
Ryujin's breath had turned shaky from what Sayeon was doing and her hand thus far had merely cradled Sayeon's breast. Sayeon started nipping at the soft skin below Ryujin's jawline and in turn Ryujin started massaging at the breast she held. Ryujin more felt Sayeon whine against her skin than heard it, the way her skin prickled at the feeling felt outrageously good to her.
Ryujin had found a rhythm in circling Sayeon's clit, she started picking up the pace which was well rewarded with more whining, louder though, more pronounced. Ryujin also had the bright idea to find and pinch Sayeon's nipple, and that got Sayeon to let out a more guttural moan as well as a bigger bite placed on the side of Ryujin's neck.
Ryujin tried to match her pace rubbing at Sayeon's clit with how hard she was biting her. Sayeon bit down harder and moaned again, earning a groan from Ryujin that was just as loud and pathetic.
Sayeon's mouth-work was getting more sloppy, her jaw was trembling now and her bites have become weaker. Ryujin noticed, and responded by switching their head positions and reaching as far back with her teeth as she could and placed her teeth over Sayeon's freshly cared for wound and bit down. So much for disinfecting it.
That was enough to bring Sayeon over the edge, and She let go of Ryujin's tie in favor of grabbing a hold of her thigh. A shiver fell over her and her thighs squeezed tight around Ryujin's hand. Sayeon eventually relaxed, her thighs continuing to be pressed against each other, sandwiching Ryujin's hand still.
Ryujin slowed her fingers to a stop and slowly pulled her hand out of Sayeon's pants, doing the same with the one in her shirt. She unlatched her teeth from Sayeon's wound and got off of her, and sat down across from her on her own bed.
Neither of them said anything, the only noise was both of them drawing heaving breaths. Neither of them could seem to look away either.
"I should go shower" Sayeon was the first to speak, still drawing a few heavy breaths.
"..yeah" Ryujin replies, it sounded more timid than she would have liked.
Once Sayeon composed herself she got op, straightening some wrinkles in her clothing like it would do something towards how put together she looked and made her way to the bathroom with some clean clothing.
Ryujin let her eyes track Sayeon as she disappeared behind the bathroom door. The second Sayeon was out of sight it's like what happened finally registered in Ryujin's mind. She didn't want to stick around for when Sayeon would come out of the bathroom, so she left.
Sayeon heard the door close from where she stood in the bathroom, she was looking herself in the mirror, looking at the bites and other marks Ryujin had left. She felt like her shower was going to be a little longer than usual.