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[ Riku disappears first. Vanished in her sleep, in the middle of the night, collapsing in on herself in a shimmer of starlights. This isn't like last time. No warnings, no chances to say goodbye, no hesitation or resistance. She just isn't there.

Lea goes minutes after Riku, in the same way. But she's awake, lounging on her couch, having a conversation as she flips through her phone. Here and then gone, like a flame. This isn't the first time either of them have gone home, but it's the first time it's so abrupt. At least it isn't death. The last time Riku went home was seven years ago. She was gone for a month, and she came back with shorter hair and the Mark of Mastery. The last time Lea went home, no one really noticed. She thought she was used to it by now.

Things are different this time. Disorienting. Lea meets Kai in the training, for real this time. Riku has her memories, or at least most of them. They're hazy, dreamlike, but real. She has them all. She remembers how old she really is and how long she's been gone. She remembers everyone she cares about, and everyone that won't change here. She keeps her ice magic and takes what she's learned here to use there. But time is fluid. She doesn't feel like she's been gone for seven years.

Lea's are gone, for now. She lives everything new and fresh, with the dressing room appearing only in dreams vivid enough to unsettle her.

Things aren't the same for every world.

Things go better than expected.

The core story is the same. The heroes rescue the ones that need it, they bring everyone back, they defeat the darkness, and they go home. How and when and who — these things vary, but they do it all together and they go home together. And then their story is over, at least for now, and they come back.

Unlike how they went out, Lea and Riku reappear together on the beach. Coming back is just as disorienting, and neither has their phone, so they get their bearings and confirm memories with each other, of the dressing room and of home, and then separate to find their friends.

They've been gone two months. ]

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[okay, well, Isa lives here now, that's all there is to it. that statement gets a little amused noise out of her, because yeah, but ideally she wants Lea non-verbal from this. or extremely verbal, knowing Lea.

Isa wraps her arm around the thigh over her shoulder to at least keep Lea's hips still and be touching more skin at the same time, and shifts her attention up just a bit to suck gently.]

[ Haha, you thought. Lea, non-verbal? If anything the nerves will just make her more talkative, as they tend to do. Hard to be cocky when you're in a position like this though. That gets another full body shudder out of her, and her hands go from the bedding to Isa's hair, then back to the bedding because oh shit that was a compulsive action and not intentional, then back to her hair because it's an overwhelming feeling, then to her own stomach. She doesn't know what to do with them, or how to react, and it's getting hard to breathe. ]

[Isa's not enough of an asshole to stop for any reason ~~just yet~~, but she does move both hands up for a moment, one to take one of Lea's hands and replace it on her (Isa's) head, because she actually really liked that, and the other to rest flat against the front of Lea's ribs to hopefully remind her to breathe. she's hitting her stride now, remembering some of the little things that she's enjoyed most in the past, and nerves are not allowed here, there's no time, at least not for that kind. Isa carefully slips two still-damp fingers back into Lea's cunt and curls them upwards, pressing and rubbing against the good kind of nerves while continuing to gently suck on and around her clit. she's not expecting a perfect experience here, but hopefully she's doing it mostly right. she's certainly turned on as hell from this, as much or more than Lea is, even.]

[ Oh, so we like hair-gripping. That's fine, she can do that, it gives her a little grounding and a firmer connection to Isa. It's also a little obscene, since she can feel her head moving while she does that, and that makes Lea flush with warmth. If they're not careful she might overheat the room. Like now, just when she thinks she has her bearings, and suddenly Isa's fingers are inside her and she's gone fro breathing heavy to not at all. ]

H-hey. Hey. I wasn't—

[ Ah, but she can protest, but she can't, because her breath comes back as a soft moan. ]

[more like we like someone else being in control. that classic Saix trait finally surfaced, surprise. and as long as Lea doesn't set the bed on fire it's fine.

Isa hums a little and lifts her head so she can look at Lea, though her fingers don't stop moving. she definitely doesn't look smug or anything.]

I like that sound. What weren't you?

[ What if she does set the bed on fire? What then? When she stops part of what she's doing Lea looks down at her, expression half scowl half pout, but then quickly looks away (because she's embarrassed) and then drops her head back hard and covers her face with one of the pillows. ]

I don't even know.

[then Isa's going to be annoyed and will carry Lea back out to the couch and resume there.]

Don't smother yourself, you're not allowed to pass out until I'm through here.

[and that's not ominous or anything either. Lea's cute and also sexy and also delicious, and she's getting a smooch on her inner thigh before Isa gets back to work. she drags the flat of her tongue up over Lea's clit, and then moves down to lick around where her fingers are. she wants more noises and less talking, dammit.]

[ More noises, same amount of talking. More or less. There's a muffled and offended "I'm not" that trails into a... moan? A startled yelp? A little bit of both, honestly. She pulls the pillow down harder on her face, Isa's a dick. It's not enough that she gets verbal hit and runs, but whatever. She's going to dig her fingers into Isa's hair, because what else can she do at this point? ]

[she could go ahead and orgasm, that would be lovely. but yes, Isa is in fact a dick for bestowing this kind of sensation on her best friend slash girlfriend. no, she knows.

at this point Isa's just doing what's gotten the best noises and other reactions, whether that's finger movements or licking or sucking or all of the above, or all of the above and a bit more forcefully. she's already planning on doing this as often as Lea will let her for at least the next month or so.]

[ She's nervous, jeez. An orgasm was not on her schedule for today until very recently. Isa getting more forceful about it (and what she's doing in general) is already helping her build up on one though. Her first orgasm with another person might be built up on nerves and shock, but hell. There's too much going on for her to really analyze what she's feeling beyond good, so fuck if she knows what Isa's doing at a given moment. If she did, she'd tell Isa that the sucking is good, but the gentle pressure of her tongue is better. She'll just have to piece it together herself the way Lea moans and pushes against her mouth when she does it. ]

[nerves and shock sounds about right for a first time, at least in Isa's experience. she can tell immediately when Lea comes, and it's such a powerfully arousing thing that all Isa can do is rest her cheek against Lea's thigh and shove a hand down between her own legs. all it takes is pushing two fingers into herself and pressing the heel of her hand against her clit and she's going off as well, muscles clenching like she's touched a live wire. she moans as well, but hers isn't muffled by a pillow. P: ]

[ It was shocking enough that it happened, for her, that she doesn't really realize what's happening with Isa. Too busy muffling herself with both hands in the pillow, squirming back into the rest of the bedding like she's trying to get away. When she does move the pillow down, clutching it to her chest so she can stare down at Isa, she looks stunned and exhausted but also satisfied. She's probably about to say something dumb when she really notices what Isa's doing, and how phenomenally hot it is makes her drop her face down into the pillow. ]

[Isa has to just lay there and catch her breath for a minute, hang on. once she's done so, she pushes herself up on her hands and propels herself up the bed so she can flop on her side next to Lea. she takes the pillow by one corner and gently tugs at it. where's your face, Lea, she wants to kiss it.]

[ No leave me alone. She moves the pillow aside when Isa tugs at it, looking embarrassed but also still turned on. That's not an easy thing to come down from when she's still getting visuals like that. Words don't even need to be involved here, she rolls onto her side as well to go for that kiss. She wants to taste herself on Isa's lips. ]

Mmm.

[hello. she's delighted by this tbh and is more than happy to deepen that kiss. she was worried she might've broken Lea, or worn her out, something. Isa's good to go again if Lea is, and hopefully the way she presses herself against Lea's body conveys that. if not, she's also fine with chilling; they have all the time in the world to do this.]

[ Seems like it had the opposite effect to worn out. It made her relax more than that, and although she's still feeling embarrassed and nervous, she's warm and flush and sliding her hands down Isa's hips. ]

[ah fuck, she's created a sex fiend, whatever will she do now. the answer is be delighted, mostly, and drape her arm over Lea's waist, fingers pressing against the bumps of vertebra under her hand. closeness is good, she's missed it during the last several years and then the two months everyone was gone from here.]

[ Just for her, jeez! Who do you think this is, Riku? Lea pulls away from her to rest the side of her face in the bedding, eyes closed, and just breathe for a minute. But her fingers are still tracing small lines across Isa's skin. One day she'll stop being overwhelmed, and then it's all over. ]

[ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) she can't wait. in the meantime she's going to scatter gentle kisses on Lea's cheeks, her nose, her mouth, her forehead. maybe they can just get the shadow beings to deliver food straight to this bed from now on so they don't have to move away from each other at any point.]

[ The kisses are so gentle that they make her shudder, but she eventually opens her eyes again to stare at Isa. ]

So... that was fun. Are you done, or... Can I try it out?

[Isa's breath unmistakably hitches at that, and she's got that soft little smile that's reserved for Lea.]

I would love that.

[ Stop being so gorgeous, what the hell. She kind of laughs, tired and breathless. ]

Alright, but don't get your hopes up. I don't have instructions for this.

[never, and also no u. if Lea wants a surefire way to fluster Isa in the future, just call her gorgeous to her face.]

Like I did? The only difference is that I know what I like, mostly.

[ It'll happen, and soon. But not yet. She's staring down at the space between them, which mostly means she's staring at Isa's boobs, but since the owner of those boobs just went down on her Lea's pretty sure it's allowed. ]

Then tell me what you like.

[it is, that's true. Isa goes slightly pink but it's not because of that.]

Pretty much everything I was doing to you but harder. Usually.

[/uh. harder, more fingers, etc. but then again maybe softer will surprise her and be the most erotic thing she's ever experienced. Lea is not Xemnas, and it's entirely possible her preferences for stuff done with her bits will be different.]