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FIC: What Breaks Easily [Danmachi – Lefiya / Ais (Mature)]
Title: What Breaks Easily
Fandom: Danmachi
Pairing: Lefiya Viridis / Ais Wallenstein
Rating: Mature
Prompt: 197 – Delicate
Word Count: 590
Summary: Ais is concerned about being a danger to Lefiya.
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Note: This story can be read by itself, but it can also be read as a follow-up to this story I posted about how Lefiya and Ais first get together as a couple.
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Ais separated from Lefiya, breathing hard, her topaz eyes half-open as she put a short distance between the two of them.
"What is it, Ais?" Lefiya asked. "Did I do something wrong? Anything?" She paused to push her hair – disheveled from Ais running her fingers through it – back behind her ears. "I mean, I'm just as new to kissing as you are."
"No, it's –" Ais closed her eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again. "– I'm just a little concerned about ... what could happen here."
"Oh?" Lefiya turned red. "Well, um, as nice as it is –" She looked down at herself, at all the laces Ais had undone, all the buttons she had unbuttoned. "– we don't have to do anything that makes you uncomfortable." Under her breath, she added, mostly to herself, "Though I'd really like to not be left hanging, if that's what you're implying is going to happen."
"I'm not worried about that." Ais smiled the smile that always made Lefiya forget how frustrating she could be. "But it's important to remember how strong we are." She laid one hand on her chest. "You're Level 5 now, but I'm Level 7. If my self-control slips, even a little, I could seriously hurt you."
"I can think of worse things than being hugged half to death," Lefiya replied, but her face turned grave. "I mean, I see what you mean, but I honestly never really thought that'd be a problem. It's –" She reached for Ais, touched her face. "– as strong as you are, I know how gentle your soul is. I don't think you'd ever mean to hurt, and I don't think you'd even hurt me by accident."
"A gentle soul can still be a passionate person," Ais said, leaning into the touch, but her eyes had a warning gleam in them. "If you want me to show how passionate I can be, then you have to understand that there's a risk."
"You're not going to fluster me." Lefiya nodded. "I've spent too much of my life being flustered. This time, I'll be fine." Her ears twitched. "But, er, you don't have to go completely wild or anything. We're not Dungeon monsters here." A sheepish smile emerged on her face. "Not to be cliché, but ... be gentle, all right? You can be passionate without going all Tempest on me."
"I will try." Ais leaned forward, using her tongue to trace one long ear all the way to its tip, making Lefiya shiver. "But, if you love me, and if you accept that I love you, too, then know that I will have to try very hard."
Lefiya swallowed hard. "A-All right. Should we ... pick up where we left off?" She had developed a sense of feeling like prey in the presence of a large and aggressive alpha predator – equal parts exciting and intimidating.
"I'd like that," Ais said, reaching for the next lace. "So many clothes."
That made Lefiya turn red again as Ais pulled the lace and loosened her dress just a bit more. "W-Well, I'm underneath them, so you're just going to have to deal with it! Not all of us can get away with running half-naked into the Dungeon!" She paused. "Well, half-naked and some flimsy armor, I suppose."
Ais shrugged. "It works for me." Again, her eyes gleamed. "Less talking."
"Oh, for the love of – you're just –" Ais silenced Lefiya with a hard kiss on the mouth that turned her sputtering protest into a low moan.
END.
Fandom: Danmachi
Pairing: Lefiya Viridis / Ais Wallenstein
Rating: Mature
Prompt: 197 – Delicate
Word Count: 590
Summary: Ais is concerned about being a danger to Lefiya.
* * * *
Note: This story can be read by itself, but it can also be read as a follow-up to this story I posted about how Lefiya and Ais first get together as a couple.
* * * *
Ais separated from Lefiya, breathing hard, her topaz eyes half-open as she put a short distance between the two of them.
"What is it, Ais?" Lefiya asked. "Did I do something wrong? Anything?" She paused to push her hair – disheveled from Ais running her fingers through it – back behind her ears. "I mean, I'm just as new to kissing as you are."
"No, it's –" Ais closed her eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again. "– I'm just a little concerned about ... what could happen here."
"Oh?" Lefiya turned red. "Well, um, as nice as it is –" She looked down at herself, at all the laces Ais had undone, all the buttons she had unbuttoned. "– we don't have to do anything that makes you uncomfortable." Under her breath, she added, mostly to herself, "Though I'd really like to not be left hanging, if that's what you're implying is going to happen."
"I'm not worried about that." Ais smiled the smile that always made Lefiya forget how frustrating she could be. "But it's important to remember how strong we are." She laid one hand on her chest. "You're Level 5 now, but I'm Level 7. If my self-control slips, even a little, I could seriously hurt you."
"I can think of worse things than being hugged half to death," Lefiya replied, but her face turned grave. "I mean, I see what you mean, but I honestly never really thought that'd be a problem. It's –" She reached for Ais, touched her face. "– as strong as you are, I know how gentle your soul is. I don't think you'd ever mean to hurt, and I don't think you'd even hurt me by accident."
"A gentle soul can still be a passionate person," Ais said, leaning into the touch, but her eyes had a warning gleam in them. "If you want me to show how passionate I can be, then you have to understand that there's a risk."
"You're not going to fluster me." Lefiya nodded. "I've spent too much of my life being flustered. This time, I'll be fine." Her ears twitched. "But, er, you don't have to go completely wild or anything. We're not Dungeon monsters here." A sheepish smile emerged on her face. "Not to be cliché, but ... be gentle, all right? You can be passionate without going all Tempest on me."
"I will try." Ais leaned forward, using her tongue to trace one long ear all the way to its tip, making Lefiya shiver. "But, if you love me, and if you accept that I love you, too, then know that I will have to try very hard."
Lefiya swallowed hard. "A-All right. Should we ... pick up where we left off?" She had developed a sense of feeling like prey in the presence of a large and aggressive alpha predator – equal parts exciting and intimidating.
"I'd like that," Ais said, reaching for the next lace. "So many clothes."
That made Lefiya turn red again as Ais pulled the lace and loosened her dress just a bit more. "W-Well, I'm underneath them, so you're just going to have to deal with it! Not all of us can get away with running half-naked into the Dungeon!" She paused. "Well, half-naked and some flimsy armor, I suppose."
Ais shrugged. "It works for me." Again, her eyes gleamed. "Less talking."
"Oh, for the love of – you're just –" Ais silenced Lefiya with a hard kiss on the mouth that turned her sputtering protest into a low moan.
END.