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VRISKA: Oooooohhhh, Kannnnnaaaayyaaaaaa.
VRISKA: Guess who???? :::;)
KANAYA: Hm
KANAYA: Give Me A Moment To Reflect On The Truly Limitless Possibilities Before Me
KANAYA: It’s Difficult To Narrow Down
KANAYA: But Given Your Extremely Distinctive Manner Of Speaking And The Fact You Are Standing Directly In Front Of Me Right Now
KANAYA: I’m Going To Say Vriska
KANAYA: I’m Almost Positive That I’m Talking To Vriska Serket
KANAYA: Unless You’re Someone Else In A Very Convincing Disguise
VRISKA: Ding ding ding ding!!!!
VRISKA: Whaddya know? You got it right on your first try!!!! May8e there’s hope for you yet, Maryam.
Vriska is grinning a wide, bordering on maniacal smile, as she often did, a hand rested confidently at one of her wide, jean-clad hips. She theatrically flips some of her long, flowing black hair out of her face.
In a moment of weakness, Kanaya’s eyes trail to Vriska’s hips. But they just as quickly dart back up to retain eye contact with her, certain that if she were caught that Vriska would make some snide remark or another about how much of a pervert she was or something.
KANAYA: Patronizing Per Usual I Gather
VRISKA: Or maaaaaayyyy8eeeee you’re just way too sensitive!!!!
KANAYA: No I’m Pretty Certain You’re Objectively Extremely Patronizing In Pretty Much Every Exchange You Have With Another Person
KANAYA: Anyway
KANAYA: It’s Been Some Time
KANAYA: It’s Good To See You Again
It’d been nearly a full year since Kanaya and Vriska had formally separated. Considering how many mutual friends they shared though, it was virtually inevitable this was going to happen eventually.
Considering also this was June’s party after all, and her and Vriska were fairly close friends, Kanaya internally kicks herself for not being more prepared for this situation.
Vriska hums idly as she takes a couple of steps closer to Kanaya. Notably, Kanaya doesn’t so much as take a single step back. She couldn’t lose her composure. Not here. Not now. Least of all at the hands of her conniving ex-girlfriend. This is what standing her ground looked like. Surely.
She also does her damndest to ignore the way her heart begins to beat considerably faster in her chest upon Vriska’s closer proximity to her.
Vriska emits a familiar cackle, seemingly physically incapable of wiping that grin off of her face.
VRISKA: Likewise! >::::)
VRISKA: What’ve you 8een up to, anyway????
VRISKA: Still 8usy as a 8ee with your fashion design, I’d imagine!!!! Sketching fancy dresses you’re never going to make, that kind of thing.
KANAYA: That’s A Good Guess
KANAYA: It Happens To Be Correct
KANAYA: I’ve Also Expanded My Garden By Quite A Bit
VRISKA: Jesus Christ, girl. What, does it take up the entirety of your 8ackyard now or something???? That shit was huge the last time I saw it!!!!
KANAYA: Not All Of It
KANAYA: I’d Like To Think The Expansion Has Been Done Tastefully Enough
KANAYA: Maybe You Could Come See It Some Time
KANAYA: So That It May Receive The Official Seal Of Your Approval
KANAYA: Or Disapproval
KANAYA: Whatever Your Ultimate Verdict May Be
Even Kanaya herself wasn’t sure where this sudden bold suggestion came from. It escaped her lips as effortlessly as exhaling. She usually wasn’t the one to speak so forwardly.
Vriska’s face actually tints a shade of blue at Kanaya’s proposition. But she wasn’t about to appear the vulnerable one here, either.
VRISKA: She says, clearly desper8 for my approval.
Her remark doesn’t land on Kanaya’s ears as grating and completely insufferable as they often did when they were in the midst of an intense weeks-long argument filled with mind games and long periods of speaking in entirely reverse psychology, dysfunctional behavior which they were known to partake in from time to time.
Instead, in this context, she couldn’t help but view Vriska as awfully cute. In a pitiful, almost sad kind of way.
It was quickly becoming clear to Kanaya that the facade Vriska presented was extremely shallow. Even more so than she had previously thought. Having spent months away from the girl always getting inside of her head the way she did, she saw Vriska, maybe for the first time, as the especially fragile woman she really was.
Of course, she’d understood such things intellectually. It was as clear as day that Vriska presented an inauthentic version of herself, at least.
But after years of the Serket feeling comfortable enough to mistreat Kanaya through a variety of emotional means, it was easy to forget how helpless she actually was when the people around her didn’t cave immediately to her whims just by virtue of her being assertive and usually awful. And how obviously she’d grip at any semblance of power over another person. If she simply weren’t granted that power, everything fell apart.
To Vriska’s comment, Kanaya’s only response is a gentle smile that hardly tugs at the corners of her soft, glossy painted lips.
KANAYA: Not Really
Vriska, for the briefest of moments, is at a loss for words. Though that doesn’t last very long, as she promptly shifts the subject. Her blush does deepen just a bit, however.
VRISKA: Pretty sick party, huh????
VRISKA: Sure was nice of June to arrange all this for us!!!!
VRISKA: I feel like we 8aaaareeeellyyy all hang out like we used to in high school.
KANAYA: This Is Probably By Virtue Of Us Being Fully Grown Adults Now
KANAYA: As Opposed To High School Students
VRISKA: Pro8a8ly!!!!
VRISKA: 8ut y’know, you’re right. We gotta catch up. One on one. 8ury the hatchet once and for all.
VRISKA: Wanna get out of here?
Kanaya blinks, looking around the party to see June helping Dave set up for his DJ set. She wasn’t especially looking forward to it, honestly. Nothing against Dave, it just wasn’t really her type of music.
Besides, she’d rather spend the time with Vriska than continue partaking in the sensory overload that was this party. Though she’d never readily admit to such a thing.
KANAYA: Sure We Can Get Going
Vriska claps her hands together, just as dastardly and mischievous as she was genuinely excited at her ex’s answer.
VRISKA: Gr8! Then lead the way and show me that garden already, fussyfangs. It’s not like I have all day!!!!
With a brief roll of her eyes, Kanaya nevertheless does as she was instructed with nothing in the way of a verbal retort or protest.
It was time now for Vriska’s eyes to wander, namely downward, to Kanaya’s fat rear, paying particular attention to the way her rather snug, long red skirt complimented her figure.
Hormone replacement therapy had most assuredly done wonders for the jadeblood, though this was nothing that Vriska didn’t already know.
As the two step outside, Vriska saunters to Kanaya’s side, closer than was perhaps appropriate.
VRISKA: Soooooo... You’re just around the 8lock, right?
KANAYA: You Know Where I Live Vriska
KANAYA: But To Answer Your Question Anyway
KANAYA: Yes I Walked Here
KANAYA: It Wasn’t An Arduous Trek
KANAYA: Besides
KANAYA: It’s Especially Nice Out This Evening Anyway
By Vriska’s standards, it was actually a bit chilly. It was an early October evening, and while she appreciated the autumnal coloring of the leaves, and especially jumping into the largest piles of them she could find, she never really cared for the cooler temperatures.
Kanaya, by contrast, enjoyed the colder seasons much more enthusiastically. Vriska knew not to argue with her about it at this point, she knew they’d mostly just end up talking in circles about nothing, and it therefore didn’t seem like a particularly appropriate conversational beat to touch on while they were reuniting after months of not seeing one another.
As Kanaya and Vriska set off on their journey around the block, there was a brief moment of silence that felt like it lasted forever.
A chill breeze blew past them, gently rustling the dying leaves of the trees, causing a few to fall downward towards the two girls, landing before them. Vriska unceremoniously crushes one with one of her sneakers as she walks with her ex, weighing if something resembling an apology would even mean anything at this point.
VRISKA: Y’know, I’m actually glad I ran into you. That party was cool, 8ut…
KANAYA: Too Much
As she finishes Vriska's sentence for her, she turns slightly to flash a smile at her.
Vriska returns the smile with a grin of her own and a subdued laugh.
VRISKA: Definitelyyyyy.
There’s another pause where the both of them wonder what to say next. This wasn’t easy, especially considering how heated their breakup had gotten, especially considering the undeniable physical chemistry the two had. Especially considering how much they both wanted to just shut the fuck up, skip all the needless foreplay and start feverishly kissing one another.
Even now, Vriska was drifting closer to Kanaya, threatening to inadvertently bump into her.
VRISKA: You still smoke????
Vriska inquires, already reaching into her jacket pocket to retrieve a joint.
KANAYA: As A Matter Of Fact I Do Yes
VRISKA: Sweet.
Vriska hums, also retrieving a lighter from inside her jacket.
She lights up the decently sized joint, inhaling deep. She holds it in before blowing it into the autumn air, creating a large cloud of smoke.
KANAYA: It Really Is Remarkable How Much Smoke You Can Hold In Your Lungs Vriska
VRISKA: Weellllll, when you smoke as much as me…
She punctuates her sentence with another laugh as she passes the joint to Kanaya.
Kanaya secures it between her index and middle finger, taking a much gentler hit than Vriska did. She exhales through her nostrils, hardly able to stifle a smile.
Vriska actually does bump into Kanaya this time, but the Maryam doesn’t seem to mind too much, in fact reciprocating with an affectionate, gentle shove of her own.
The two proceed to enjoy smoking weed together for the first time in years. Probably neither of them remembered the last time they could do this with one another. Things… weren’t exactly amicable by the end of their relationship.
When they arrive outside Kanaya’s home, having just finished the joint, she fishes out her keys from one of the pockets of her red skirt. Once she’s unlocked the door, she opens it for Vriska, permitting her entrance into her rather modest abode.
VRISKA: I like what you’ve done with the place!!!!
KANAYA: Yes
KANAYA: I’d Say It’s Presentable
KANAYA: Seeing As You’re Not Here To Make A Mess Of It Anymore
VRISKA: Ohhhhhhh. Yep. That’s pro8a8ly it.
VRISKA: Anyway, who gives a shit a8out the inside!!!! I was promised a garden tour, fussyfangs, and I expect you to make good on it!!!!!
Kanaya nods, before gesturing for Vriska to follow her, leading her out of a sliding glass door which leads seamlessly into an idyllic little garden. Complete with a stone path and lights to illuminate it in the dark.
KANAYA: This Is It
KANAYA: I Still Have A Bit To Do Yet
KANAYA: And Of Course Most Of What I Grow Is Out Of Season Currently
KANAYA: Which Doesn’t Make For A Great Presentation
VRISKA: Whaaaat???? Are you crazy???? This is 8eautiful, Kanaya! And I was fully prepared to 8e a 8itch a8out it if it looked 8ad.
VRISKA: 8ut seriously, this shit 8asically 8elongs in a magazine or something.
KANAYA: Thank You
Kanaya is definitely a bit bashful about accepting the compliment. When the two were together, Kanaya’s borderline compulsive gardening was a major point of contention in their relationship. Hearing Vriska speak positively about it in any respect felt almost unreal.
Vriska breathes in the fresh air through her nostrils, and then dramatically exhales through her mouth as her hair flows in the breeze, turning to face Kanaya, catching her ex staring at her wide-eyed with adoration in the process.
Kanaya urgently pretends she was doing anything but that, focusing her attention on her dead and dying plants instead. Vriska isn’t buying it.
VRISKA: What’s up????
Kanaya thinks over her next words very carefully.
KANAYA: Vriska I Really Think We Need To Talk
VRISKA: Had a feeling you’d make this super melodramatic!!!! What a8out, Naya? Tell me what’s eating you.
KANAYA: Namely These Old Wounds That We Seem To Be Dead Set On Ignoring Currently Instead Of Disinfecting And Treating
KANAYA: You Know
KANAYA: The Enormous Elephant Here In The Garden With Us Right Now
Vriska huffs, as if frustrated by the very mention of their history together.
VRISKA: Uuuuugh.
VRISKA: What do you want to hear, Maryam????
VRISKA: That I’m sorry???? That I fucked up????
VRISKA: Or may8e that I’m a total 8itch and that what I did to you consumes me every moment of every day and the guilt is un8eara8le????
VRISKA: Well, there you go. I said it. Happy yet????
Kanaya’s brow furrows, her bottom lip quivering involuntarily. She doesn’t allow herself to cry.
KANAYA: You’re Impossible
Upon Kanaya’s response, Vriska’s expression actually softens a great deal. She moves a little closer. But this time, Kanaya turns away.
KANAYA: What Do You Get Out Of Seeing Me Suffer Like This
KANAYA: Is It Really Pleasurable For You To See The Extent Of The Anguish You Cause Me Right Now
KANAYA: I Thought We Could Earnestly Tackle Both Of Our Feelings Here
KANAYA: Just As A Matter Of What Is Right To Do With Somebody You Were With Intimately For Four Years
KANAYA: But Clearly You’re More Interested In Pouring Salt In Those Wounds Than Mending Them
KANAYA: I Should Have Known Better
KANAYA: Fine
KANAYA: If Thats How You Feel
Her breath hitches. She’s not really able to contain those tears anymore. They trail down her face. And for Kanaya, once they start, they’re very hard to stop.
KANAYA: Then Just Get Out Of My Life Completely
KANAYA: Leave Now
Vriska reaches an arm out, her hand resting gently on Kanaya’s shoulder.
VRISKA: Kanaya…
Her other hand delicately rests on her other arm, physically turning Kanaya towards her. Kanaya isn’t exactly resisting the pull towards her much, though her gaze is still diverted to the ground.
VRISKA: That isn’t how I feel at all.
VRISKA: Likeeee, I’m kind of 8lown away you could think that.
VRISKA: You really think those years we spent together were just me getting off on emotionally devastating you????
VRISKA: I’ve told you things a8out myself I haven’t told any8ody else, Kanaya.
VRISKA: I don’t know. May8e that meant something to me, and I’m not just some puppet master intentionally responsi8le for all of your suffering.
VRISKA: I’ve said it 8efore, you never 8elieve me when I say it 8ut whatever, I never meant to hurt you the way I have. Okay???? I’m sorry.
VRISKA: I’m sorry.
KANAYA: Right
KANAYA: You Never Meant To Hurt Me The Way You Have
KANAYA: You Actually Meant To Hurt Me In An Entirely Distinct Way Than How I’m Hurting Now
KANAYA: But I’d Still Be Hurting Regardless
KANAYA: Even If We Were In Your Ideal World With Regard To Us
KANAYA: Incredible
Kanaya faces her again, establishing eye contact with her. Intense and penetrating.
Regardless of how upset she was, Vriska did just verbally apologize to her. That was definitely new.
VRISKA: You don’t get it, do you????
VRISKA: I love you!!!!!
VRISKA: I…
VRISKA: I love you.
Both of them freeze when Vriska says those words again for the first time in over a year.
Kanaya’s body reacts instinctually, the only way she knows how when she hears those words from Vriska. Words that, even during the best of times, were exceedingly rare.
She kisses her directly on the lips, the kiss is frenzied and insatiable, her tongue entering Vriska’s mouth almost instantaneously.
VRISKA: Mhhhf!!!
Vriska wraps her arms around Kanaya’s neck, pressing her curvaceous form against her ex, her tongue entangled with the jadebloods. Immediately, her jeans are tenting.
Kanaya doesn’t have much patience at the moment. She removes Vriska’s jacket and t-shirt as swiftly as she can possibly manage, freeing the Serket’s perky tits. A couple of tears fall from Kanaya’s cheeks and between Vriska’s boobs as she gropes her chest firmly with each hand.
She emits a sound somewhere in between a purr and a growl as she attacks Vriska’s lips again, sucking on them obscenely before moving onto her partner's neck, pressing her up against the sliding glass door.
KANAYA: I’ve Had Enough Of These Childish Games With You Serket
They’re both breathing very heavily. Vriska is certainly enjoying herself, but is frightened by how suddenly Kanaya’s entire demeanor shifted. That comment only cements the sinking feeling in her stomach.
KANAYA: From Now On
KANAYA: You’re Mine
KANAYA: Do You Understand Me
Vriska whimpers helplessly, squirming against the glass.
Kanaya bites into her neck ferociously, practically feasting on her as cobalt blood comes pouring from her wound, she eagerly laps it up with her tongue.
Parting from her neck briefly, she smiles at Vriska, mouth covered with her blood as she tugs down her jeans.
KANAYA: I Said Do You Understand Me
Vriska’s eyes are wide. She’s never been so petrified or turned on in her life. By the time her lacy blue panties are revealed to the other woman, her fat cock is already throbbing.
VRISKA: Y-Yes, Kanaya!!!! I’m sorry- Yes!!!! Yes I understand. I understand.
KANAYA: Say It Then
KANAYA: Tell Me Who You Belong To
Kanaya begins stroking Vriska’s cock, her lips only inches from hers, still smiling her blood painted smile.
VRISKA: Fuck. I 8elong to you, Kanaya.
KANAYA: There You Are
KANAYA: That’s A Good Girl
Kanaya backs away from Vriska, if only for a moment to pull down her skirt. Upon removing her panties, she rubs her cock against Vriska’s, her own much larger in length.
Kanaya bites into her neck once again, in an entirely different area. It was certain Vriska was going to have a couple of gnarly bruises when all of this was said and done.
VRISKA: Fuuuck!!! Ahhn!
As she laps up Vriska’s blood, she rubs their cocks together. Slowly, up and down.
The Maryam heaves a few breaths before moving from Vriska’s neck to her lips, kissing her deeply.
Vriska whines into the locking of lips as Kanaya quickens the pace at which she strokes the both of them.
This felt so natural. So utterly inevitable, akin to the rising of the sun in the morning, why would they ever fight such a thing?
It isn’t long before Kanaya’s own moans turn to grunts, pressing her forehead against Vriska’s and exhaling a loud, pleasured groan, cumming all over her partner's cock and stomach, even some reaching all the way up to her partners breasts.
Vriska isn’t far behind, either. The fact that Kanaya had just came all over her is actually the thing that sends her over the edge, spurting a thick load all over the place. She was always messy.
Both of them are trembling, Kanaya reaching up finally to cup Vriska's face in her hand with a great deal of care, as if she were handling something exceptionally delicate, caressing her affectionately.
KANAYA: There You Go Precious
KANAYA: Breathe For Me
KANAYA: I Love You Too
KANAYA: Fuck
She steadies her breath, repeating with a more solemn intonation, in disbelief she was even saying what she was.
KANAYA: I Love You Too