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[CHALLENGE 318] Difference (Guilty Gear)
Title: Difference
Fandom: Guilty Gear
Pairing: Dizzy/May
Rating: Mature/Explicit 'cos suggestive themes.
Prompt: #318 - Need
Word Count: 275
Summary: Dizzy seeks an answer.
Notes: ...Ah, it's been a while since I've wrote Dizzy or May. E for effort, I suppose.
"Need," Dizzy paused, breathing in, "want.. What's the difference?" She questioned curiously.
She gazed at her hand, remembering her necessities: food, water, shelter. Dizzy had all of that with Testament, and she had it with Johnny, May, and the pirates. Then, she desired all things too -- a nice meal, a glass of water, shelter from the winds.
May grinned mischievously, eyes twinkling. Dizzy smiled in return, watching her with full attention.
"Well, I want this," May teased a hand up her skirt, "but I need you."
Dizzy gently laughed, blushing blood red and fluttering her lashes; May gave her thigh a little rub. It was just the sort of joke May liked to make, but from their time together, she could differentiate May's teasing from... this.
Dizzy looked down, losing herself momentarily in May's delicate hands and the hiking of her skirt.
"You'll learn." May chirped, "but experience is the best teacher."
Dizzy stared at her face again, mesmerized by her pink lips and the hint of exertion on her cheeks, then by the look in May's youthful eyes. Something serious, something reserved for Dizzy alone.
Need wasn't as simple as wanting something, and needing something required more than just desire, but wanting wasn't so simple either. She both needed and wanted May, and maybe there lied more need than want. Dizzy wasn't sure, but she found herself laughing into the touch.
Shyly, her fingers danced across May's lips.
Her own rose to May's cheek, finding their way to her forehead, holding them together with tenderness and nervous laughter. Her lips parted, feeling the brush of May's lips against hers.
"...Maybe you can teach me?"
Fandom: Guilty Gear
Pairing: Dizzy/May
Rating: Mature/Explicit 'cos suggestive themes.
Prompt: #318 - Need
Word Count: 275
Summary: Dizzy seeks an answer.
Notes: ...Ah, it's been a while since I've wrote Dizzy or May. E for effort, I suppose.
"Need," Dizzy paused, breathing in, "want.. What's the difference?" She questioned curiously.
She gazed at her hand, remembering her necessities: food, water, shelter. Dizzy had all of that with Testament, and she had it with Johnny, May, and the pirates. Then, she desired all things too -- a nice meal, a glass of water, shelter from the winds.
May grinned mischievously, eyes twinkling. Dizzy smiled in return, watching her with full attention.
"Well, I want this," May teased a hand up her skirt, "but I need you."
Dizzy gently laughed, blushing blood red and fluttering her lashes; May gave her thigh a little rub. It was just the sort of joke May liked to make, but from their time together, she could differentiate May's teasing from... this.
Dizzy looked down, losing herself momentarily in May's delicate hands and the hiking of her skirt.
"You'll learn." May chirped, "but experience is the best teacher."
Dizzy stared at her face again, mesmerized by her pink lips and the hint of exertion on her cheeks, then by the look in May's youthful eyes. Something serious, something reserved for Dizzy alone.
Need wasn't as simple as wanting something, and needing something required more than just desire, but wanting wasn't so simple either. She both needed and wanted May, and maybe there lied more need than want. Dizzy wasn't sure, but she found herself laughing into the touch.
Shyly, her fingers danced across May's lips.
Her own rose to May's cheek, finding their way to her forehead, holding them together with tenderness and nervous laughter. Her lips parted, feeling the brush of May's lips against hers.
"...Maybe you can teach me?"