#stellemarch fanfic

[vashatxt]

more than friends - a stelle x march nsfw drabble (first time)

stelle looks around march 7th's room for what feels like the hundredth time; every time they visit their friends here, they spot more details hidden amongst the overwhelmingly pink color scheme. photographs - so many photos, her camera never leaves her person after all - of different worlds and ships and adventures, of dan and himeko and welt, of pom-pom and peppy, and... of stelle. they had been overcome with emotion the first time they noticed a picture of the three of them be given pride of place on her wall; it was strange, to think that in the space of one mission together, stelle had become important enough to march that she couldn't think of anything more urgent when they left belobog as to document the spring of their friendship. but tonight, its a different image that catches stelle's eye. not a posed shot or selfie that they'd been roped into taking with someone, but an unfamiliar one. a photograph some might call a candid. "when did you take that one?" they ask, tapping march's shoulder and pointing at it. it's tacked up on the wall just beside her bed. in it, stelle sits on a bench, slumped down a little with their head leaning to one side, a peaceful expression on their face. eyes closed, enjoying the fresh air. "oh...," march blushes. "i - sorry, i couldn't resist! you looked so lovely, stelle. it reminds me of how... how nice it is when everything comes to a halt. you know what i mean? how easy it is to relax in those moments where you have nowhere to be and nothing to do." "you don't have to apologise. you're good at this - you certainly made me look pretty." "you always look pretty!" there's a blush colouring march's cheeks as she avoids their gaze, maybe feeling embarrassed for the unsolicited compliment. but stelle doesn't mind; there's just this weird feeling in their stomach when they look at her. the kind of feeling that's always there in the background, and amplifies itself every time march is in the same room as them. and she's so, so close to them right now. sitting up on the bed, hip to hip, but turned slightly away from each other. "says you," stelle mouths, just loud enough that march can't pretend she doesn't hear it. march is beautiful... petite and bright eyed with the prettiest smile, soft skin, hands much smaller and daintier than stelle's own. a few moments pass as they contemplate what it would be like to hold them. "you're staring at me. do i have something on my face or something?" "sorry," stelle coughs. "uh...,"

they don't know why they do it, but the longer stelle looks at march, her bright eyes and even brighter heart, all the beauty in the world stuffed into this small girl, the more the urge to reach out and touch her builds up.

they glance away, before stealing another right back -and then, then they do it. before any kind of filter or shame can get in their way, they brush a strand of hair from march's face and kisses her.

stelle makes sure to go in soft, they're unsure how this usually plays out and what feels good and what's even appropriate; it's march that reciprocates like she's been waiting her whole life for this. maybe she has been. maybe there's love and loss and heartbreak and longing in her past. she wraps her arms around stelle's neck, taking them by total - but welcome - surprise, leaning forward and climbing into their lap.

her legs around her waist; because she's small and slight enough to fit comfortably there, slotting into stelle like a missing puzzle piece.

the butterflies in stelle's stomach are a new sensation, and it's one they battle with. march is eager, deepening their kiss, her tiny nails digging into the back of stelle's neck. the more she does this, the more uncomfortable stelle feels in the pit of their stomach.

but they're pretty sure it's normal.

they spend a while pressed against each other in a lingering, sometimes lazy, sometimes desperate kiss; march whimpering every time she feels stelle's tongue flit into her mouth, their names followed by little gasps of breath or moans their only soundtrack. march doesn't want it to end. she feels special, when stelle looks at her. when stelle holds her. if she pulls away, it might end. she'd have to answer to stelle, answer to the desires she's been feeling all these weeks since they met. and she doesn't have the words for that.

stelle's tongue brushes march's bottom lip, and it silences her doubts in an instant. for stelle, the butterflies are turning into heat. white hot heat at their core, not satisfied with anything; not satisfied with just tightening their grip or pulling at march's lips with their teeth. they want - they need - more. what the more entails doesn't really cross their mind, it's just an instinct. a desperation to be as close to this girl as they can possibly get.

"lie down," stelle mumbles, and march responds with wide eyes and silent nods. she clumsily climbs off of their lap, and crawls across her bed, lying on her back.

stelle looks at her, really looks - her skirt riding up just a little bit, caught under her thigh; her vest rolls as well, to expose her hip. she's... she's everything, stelle thinks. everything.

"you can do whatever... i... i trust you...," march is stumbling over her words, but the intent is clear.

stelle props themselves up beside march, their hand resting momentarily on her stomach before moving down; cold fingertips on the hot skin of her hip, and resting on her thigh. march bites her lip and shyly spreads her legs, inviting them. stelle can't resist, and march is staring at them with nothing but lust, pleading; eyes as sad and wanting as a puppydog. they slip their hand underneath the fabric of her skirt and squeeze her soft thighs, slowly trailing upwards, until... fuck.

she's so warm, and as stelle takes two fingers and gently rubs her slit, they realize it's because march is wet. she's soaking; and she's arching her back into stelle's touch, needy and desperate for more. more pressure, stelle thinks, pressing down on march's swollen clit, so sensitive that she gasps. "stelle...,"

"shh, i've got you, i'll be gentle-," "n-no. more."

fuck. whatever awkwardness stelle assumed would come with fumbling around and trying to figure out how to pleasure a pretty girl just didn't exist; march's desperation works like reassurance, like encouragement. march twitching and leaning into where it feels good is the hottest thing stelle could imagine. the nights spent with march just a few doors away, thinking about how good she smells and how pretty her hands would look holding theirs - wondering about kissing and how she might react to their shameless flirting and loving the way she would blush when stelle was confident enough to do so.

the nights they spent touching themselves the way they were now touching march, slow, lazy circles to draw the feeling out as long as possible, until march's gasps are loud enough that stelle speeds up just to calm her down.

"i d-don't wanna yet, noo, not yet-," march protests, but her body is betraying her. her toes curl and she clenches her thighs, every time she meets stelle's eyes she feels like she's going to combust.

she wants to feel their weight on top of her and have them fuck her hard, knuckle deep inside her cunt until she screamed so loud everyone would know that she was squirting, cumming all over stelle's hand, grinding and desperate for more still even as she does.

"p-please... stelle... innnnn... inside me...,"

stelle takes the hint, and it's not hard to slip two fingers into her pussy, finding a rhythm that march could match by rocking her hips and moaning, the sound much deeper this time. she feels so full, and she wonders how she'll ever feel normal being empty again. she wants more, she wants stelle deeper and faster and harder, she pushes pathetically against their fingers, all but out of energy, but stelle looks like they could go for hours.

"th-that feels...so good. stelle...,"

the sound of their name is like a catalyst, stelle thrusting her fingers in and out of her soaking cunt faster and faster. for march, the room spins, but stelle shushes her, calmly, soothingly. "good girl, good girl... i've got you... i'm looking after you, don't worry... you can cum for me, sweetheart... be a good girl for me and show me what i do to you...,"

stelle's own pussy aches as they curl their fingers while deep inside march, iliciting a squeal they hadn't heard from her yet. "stelle, i'm gonna -,"

stelle pulls their fingers out and watches march's face fall and her words turn into nonsense. "make yourself. for me...," they say, desperate to see how march does it. aching as her face shifts from 'oh, no fair' to 'fuck it', her pretty hand finding where stelle's is, still hovered on her mound, and squeezing their wet fingers. as march begins pleasuring herself, stelle doesn't break eye contact, slowly sucking their fingers until they were all cleaned up from march's pretty, sweet slick.

and then, they join in. shoulder to shoulder, with their heads leaned towards the others, stelle plays with themselves with the feel of march's hot breaths against her face. march, who is flushed and tired and full of lust. "please let me taste when you cum."

"your wish is my command." "then cum for me, stelle, pleaseee. please let me cum and please...please...,"

it doesn't take long for stelle to be able to make that wish come true. they mumble - march, march, i'm close, please, i'm so close; and the next minute, they both cum. neither know who's first, their names cling together like an out of tune chorus as the sounds spill out of their mouths.

march curls up in a ball, clenched and small and overstimulated as she does, her cum leaking into the gaps between her fingers; skin glistening when she finally pulls out of herself. stelle, on the other hand, throws their head back and bucks their hips upwards as the waves come, cursing march's name and using their free hand to clutch a pillow as tight as they can. sweat pools as it runs down their neck and into the dips by their collarbones; and march is panting, smiling - she shifts down in the bed and curls up on stelle's thigh, a hand resting on the other.

stelle reaches down to her and slips their two messy fingers into march's eager mouth, the lewd sucking and popping sounds driving them crazy. they fall asleep like so, stelle's fingers still lingering at march's lips, red coloring on their cheeks. whatever happens when they wake is up to future them to figure out.

march may laugh it off and ignore it, stelle might make a silly joke to wind her up and end up fucking her from behind in a storage closet when the teasing turns march into a desperate mess for them again. or maybe this is all a dream. still, stelle thinks, how nice it would be if it isn't.

[frankenjoly]

a collection of printed memories

Also, March not hiding said reasons didn’t mean she couldn’t have surprises in store, something evidenced one night when Stelle entered her room (after knocking, though, but getting no response despite knowing she would be there), and finding the other girl kneeling on the floor, surrounded by countless printed photographs. “Hi, March, do you--”

for @femslashbigbang's march monthly challenge: the places on our maps

march goes for a decoration project, stelle tags along, they get in kahoots to surprise the rest of the express.

read here.

[2baddiesfanfics]

Turn Up the Heat

Pairing: Stelle x March 7th

Tags: Dry Humping, Huddling For Warmth, There Was Only One Bed, Blizzards & Snowstorms

Summary:

Stuck in a blizzard, Stelle and March need to find shelter - fast. Thankfully, Stelle's connections to two little researchers helps save the day. How will the two women keep each other warm?

Read on Ao3

The two women huddled close to one another as they trekked through the nearly impenetrable wall of snow blowing past them.

“You just had to run off after that little white bear, now, didn’t you?” March shouted at the silver-haired girl beside her.

“No one said you had to follow!” Stelle responded in defense of her actions.

“Oh no you don’t! Don’t you dare try to push this off on me! If I didn’t follow you, you’d never find your way back!”

Stelle rolled her eyes but had no retort. The archer had a point, but she’d never admit it to her face.

“Belobog winters are harsh - you know this. People have frozen to death getting caught in these blizzards,” March stated matter-of-factly.

“Yeah, well, we’re stuck in one now. Look, I know you’re annoyed with me. But I also happen to know Lynx and Pela have set up multiple shelters in the area. Let’s find one and stay there until it’s safe to head back to the city.”

Crossing her arms to try and keep any body heat she had left, March couldn’t help but shiver. Stelle knew she had to get her somewhere warm quickly before they both ended up like one of the countless frozen soldiers that littered the planet’s wilderness. Throwing her arm around the other girl’s shoulders, they carried on.

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The small cabin was a welcome sight after what felt like hours of walking. Unlocking the door, the trailblazer rushed them inside as soon as she could.

“H-how…do y-you…have a key?” March stuttered.

After locking up for safety, Stelle grabbed the pink-haired girl and carried her to the bedroom. “Pela gave me an extra in case of an emergency.”

“G-good t-thinking,” was all she could muster, her teeth chattering between blue lips.

The other woman began throwing wood into the fireplace and quickly lit their source of survival. Turning to March, she instructed, “We need to get out of these wet clothes immediately.”

Nodding in agreement, the archer grabbed at her shirt but her fingers were too numb for her to make any progress.

“Here, let me?” Stelle asked before moving the soaked fabric up and over her head. Far more focused on their safety than on how she’d feel seeing her naked in more ideal circumstances, she then pulled her skirt and panties down.

“Go get under the covers. I’ll undress and join you. The only way we are going to make it is by sharing body heat.”

“W-why are you n-not as cold?”

“Trust me, I’m fucking freezing…I just have on more layers than you.”

March climbed into bed and watched as the trailblazer stripped and laid their clothes close by the fire. Her pale skin glistened in the light, and she felt her body begin to warm.

Stelle jumped in frantically next to her and pulled her girlfriend close. The pink-haired woman trembled against her, her nearly-frozen fingers pressing into her arm.

“Geez, March!” Stelle yelped at the sudden contact. 

“S-sorry!” She whispered sheepishly before bringing her hands to her mouth so she could breathe some life back into them. Some time passed before the trailblazer spoke up.

“I have an idea to help heat us up.”

“And what would that be, smart one?” March’s eyebrows shot up as she realized what was about to happen. Stelle had rolled on top of her and wedged her thigh between the other girl’s legs. 

“What do you think you’re doing!? This is hardly the time or place, Stelle.”

“Will you just trust me?” The silver-haired woman murmured seductively. “We almost died. The rush of that along with the time we have to kill until the snow chills out…why not keep each other warm this way?”

March groaned at the terrible pun but also at the sensation of her girlfriend’s muscular thigh rubbing against her entrance. The warm wetness of the other woman’s mouth on her perked nipple made her anger quickly dissipate.

“Ah…careful…they’re a little sensitive…ohhh…due to the cold,” the archer warned as Stelle pinched the other one.

With each of her lover’s movements, March felt the cold begin to slowly fade and heat begin to build in its place. The trailblazer’s knee bounced up and down against her clit, causing her hips to jolt in response.

“S-stelle!” She moaned. 

The silver-haired girl started to grind against her partner’s knee, desperate for her own release. Catching on, the other woman moved her leg in rhythm. The two panted heavily as they chased pleasure.

“March…Aeons…keep moving…just like that…don’t stop…” she choked out.

“I won’t if…you won’t…”

Their lips crashed against each other as the archer wove her hands through her girlfriend’s hair to deepen the kiss. Bodies that had once shivered were now slick with sweat as they writhed against each other. “Stelle…please…almost there…” March pleaded. Finally, they came together, each holding the other tightly.

“Whew. Well, that should keep us warm for a bit,” the trailblazer teased as she pulled her girlfriend to her chest.

“Let’s hope so. I mean, if we get chilly again, we can always go another round,” the pink-haired girl suggested with a yawn.

Stelle laughed as she pulled the quilt tighter around the both of them. “Man, if this snow doesn’t kill me, I think you will.”

[boba-butt]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62081224

[tanihanya]

Mom I don't wanna go to uni I wanna read Starch hsr fics all day

[polysaccharride]

from ashes to ashes

series: honkai star rail pairing: firefly/stelle / steltaru / firestelle | starch / stellemarch | danstarch (minor) rating: explicit tags: grief/mourning, angst, polyamory, 2nd person POV, identity reveal

summary/excerpt:

You could never have her, and maybe that’s why you wanted her. This isn’t love, you tell yourself. But that doesn't make it hurt any less. Many people have captured your heart in some way shape or form. But there was something different about Firefly. On the path of the Trailblaze, you often throw yourself into harm's way for the sake of others. For the sake of a better world. They are not only people you steal kisses from in between missions, but they are also comrades. People who will fight by your side when asked. They are people who have been tempered by tragedy and war. People who have felt loss. People you have helped bandage up after battle. However, Firefly was no comrade of yours. Never someone who fought by your side. She was something far more dangerous. She was just a girl.

Stelle mourns what could have been.

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wrote up a steltaru oneshot! opens up with starch + mentions of danstarch (i hc stelle as bisexual and polyam) but most of it is stelle dealing with their grief

[astelleartemis]

A Stelle x March 7th fanfic where I give readers emotional damage :D

There’s one-sided love, fluff, angst, and lesbians!! (I love Starch my beloved <3)

Summary: March 7th is completely, truly, hopelessly in love with Stelle. She's been hiding her crush from the Trailblazer ever since they met, and Stelle isn't exactly picking up on her obvious flirting. In a stroke of luck, the two of them get the opportunity to attend a Valentine's fair in Belobog where couples get a discount on everything. By faking being together, everything seems to be going well for March...except Stelle keeps unintentionally finding ways to break her heart.

[asiantism]

Chapters: 6/? Fandom: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Caelus/Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng/Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th/Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng & March 7th & Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail) Characters: Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), Blade (Honkai: Star Rail), Kafka (Honkai: Star Rail), Himeko (Honkai: Star Rail), Welt Yang (Honkai), Honkai: Star Rail Ensemble, Caelus (Honkai: Star Rail) Additional Tags: Running Away, Fluff and Angst, Minor Violence, Getting to Know Each Other, Parental Kafka (Honkai: Star Rail), she's not the best but she's trying, Family Dynamics, Hurt/Comfort, Falling In Love, More relationships to come, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, On the Run, Slow Burn, Caelus and Stelle are Twins (Honkai: Star Rail), Developing Relationship Summary:

Dan Heng dreams of his family that night, something he hasn’t done in almost a year. He’s a child again, surrounded by tall looming shadows with booming voices. “This is something you must do, Lunae. Do not try to fight it.”

He wants to cry, scream, and plead. He didn’t want this, they were his friends. A strong hand clasps onto his frail shoulder. “Don’t worry, in the end, all you will ever need is family.”

Dan Heng is being hunted. Help comes in the form of his best friend's girlfriend's twin brother.

[mariposaminako]

It's not a drawing this time but I wrote a lil Starch fanfic :> (repost cause tumblr ate the link last time i dunno why)

[awriternamedart]

heres some things ive written ig i write mostly honkai star rail these days but i have some genshin fics and other things

some are previews (sampard fic is previews i havent posted that one yet it 60k words and im rewriting half of it rn) and some are posted same handle on ao3

gepo/sampard and stellemarch/starch/starch7th and servasha shippers i see you

and i love you heart emoji

anyway yeah im here now

[website-clown]

BEHOLD: my second fic of the year!! a soft 1.9k word Stelle/March fic!

[quackinus-ducks]

THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE TAG YUNIE so unfortunately I'm neither a writer nor do I have any other moots BUT I can recommend some good fics so: 1. Eimiko courtisane AU - Yae is a renowned courtesan— has been one for years. She’s serviced nobles, generals and rich people all over Teyvat. Yae has never had a place to call her own, nor has she felt the need to. When she’s gifted to the Raiden Shogun of Inazuma, though, things might actually change. [Ongoing]

2. Modern Kokosara AU - Sara is an awkward tattoo artist and Kokomi is her hot customer. [Ongoing]

3. Kokoeimiko alternate history Inazuma - Kokomi is a young shrine maiden getting a job at Grand Narukami Shrine where she discovers that the head shrine maiden and her weird gamer gf aren't all they seem to be. [Ongoing]

4. (Yunie your stuff is incredible im going insane) Beiguang right after the fall of the Jade Chamber - Ninguang is borken by her loss of her life's work and Beidou helps her pick up the pieces (through BDSM but thats not important). [Ongoing]

5. Jeanlisa Ghost AU - Lisa buys a large house in the outskirts of Mondstadt thats hauted by the ghost of Jean, ofer the course of 20k words they fall hopelessly in love. [Completed]

6. Eimiko Modern AU - After a terrible accident involving her sister, Ei disappears, leaving no trace behind, even leaving behind her girlfriend, Yae Miko. 5 years later, just when Yae has picked up the pieces of her broken heart and has the confidence to move on, she spots a familiar face in the crowd, and the life she has so painstakingly built for herself is turned upside down once again. [Completed]

7. Kafhime but like This Is How You Lose The Time War - Himeko is suspicious of Kafka but as they correspond through letters left to each other in improbable places, she begins to fall for her. [Completed]

8. Beiguang alt cannon - At the behest of Grand Sage Azar, Ningguang heads to Sumeru on a diplomatic trip, and Beidou tags along. Unfortunately, trouble never strays far from the Tianquan. [Completed] (again every single one of Yunie's fics is amazing please go read all of them)

9. Stellemarch - Two idiots share a bed and then don't really want to stop. [Completed]

10. And finally i want to point you to to @arsonismyjam and his 40 works that got me into yantao and HI3rd entirely.

There's a lot of different ships in here but I'm sure most of these circles overlap somewhat.

As I don't have any mutuals I'll just pass this on to @arsonismyjam, @meirisuu and @avocadothefruit

RULES: post the names of the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Tag as many people as you have WIPs.

tagged by @votsalot​, thank u!!

im assuming this is only related to fics? if its not then….. im sorry :^))))))

Little House On The Suburbs

Doll Heads

Into The Inkwell

What Doesn’t Kill You

Tiff

Glen & Glenda

Human

Monster College

Sitting On The Shelf

im tagging @buffoello @glauconaryue @thatqueerweirdo @taniushka12 @dickggansey @streets-in-paradise ​ @prometheuswounds ​ @unabombshell now that i think of it im not entirely sure everyone here writes fic at all… if i tagged u and u dont write fic but would like to use this chance to share original work youve written, that would be ok too!

[2baddiesfanfics]

Never Alone

Pairing: Stelle x March 7th

Tags: Nightmares, Oral Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Hurt/Comfort

Summary:

Stelle wakes up in a fit from a nightmare about Kafka's first words to her when she woke up on Herta Space Station. Thankfully, March is right there with her to help comfort her back to sleep. 

Read on Ao3

“Time to get up.”

Through bleary eyes, Stelle came to only to see a woman who should have been a stranger standing before her. Somehow, despite not recalling anything about herself, she knew this person’s name. Kafka.

“Listen,” she started. “You are in a daze right now. You don’t know who you are, why you’re here, or what you’re going to do next. You think I look familiar, but you’re not sure if you should trust me - none of that matters.”

What does she mean none of this matters? It has to matter! Where the fuck am I? Who the fuck am I?

As if she could read the silver-haired girl’s mind, Kafka continued. “All you need to know is that I’m leaving, and you will be left all alone on the space station.”

Internally, Stelle was screaming. Alone? I don’t want to be alone! I need someone to tell me what the hell is going on! 

“From now on, you don’t need to think about your past or doubt yourself. Listen: in the near future, you’ll encounter all kinds of perils and hardships, but you will also have many wonderful experiences. You’ll meet companions who treat you like family, and embark on surreal adventures with them. At the end of your journey, all that perplexes you and troubles you will resolve. This is your future that Elio has foreseen. Do you like it?”

How can I even think about the future when I have no clue what the fuck is going on right now?

Again, as if to answer her unspoken question, Kafka explained, “Elio can foresee the future, but he can’t make decisions for you. Use that will of yours to reach the end of your story. That’s the you I like.”

Why does it sound like this person knows me? I don’t understand…

“I must leave now. Listen; someone will come and find you very soon, just go with them. You won’t remember a thing except me. When you have a chance to make a choice, make one that you know you won’t regret.”

Suddenly, Kafka and her young companion turned and bolted away. Stelle felt her vision begin to dim. 

No, no, no! Kafka! Whoever you are! You have to tell me more about who I am! Why I’m here! Don’t leave me! Stop!

“COME BACK!” Stelle shouted as she bolted upright in bed. Sweat poured down her face and stained the collar of her pajama shirt. Her chest felt like someone was squeezing every last bit of air from her lungs with their bare hands.

“Stelle! Aeons, what the hell is happening? Calm down! Please…tell me what’s going on!” March begged as she reached toward her girlfriend. The trailblazer’s eyes were wide open now, her heaving breaths coming deep and quick.

“March…oh, thank god,” she sighed with relief as she pulled her toward her. The pink-haired woman held her tightly, rubbing calming circles against her back.

“…did you have the nightmare again?” This was not the first time this had happened since they started sleeping together in the same bed a few months after she had joined the Nameless. Besides Dan Heng, the archer was the only other person who had been there after Stelle had woken up on Herta Space Station that fateful day.

“I’m sorry, March. I…I just need a minute. Go back to sleep. Don’t let me keep you up.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, babe. I’m with you no matter what. Are you sure you don’t want to talk about it? I understand it’s not necessarily the same, but I know a thing or two about missing memories,” she said with a sad smile.

“It’s just…I have so many questions and no way to find answers. Kafka…that Stellaron Hunter woman…I knew who she was without really knowing who she was. It’s hard to explain. She told me all of this cryptic shit and…I just worry. How did I end up asleep in the first place? Did I do something horrible enough that someone decided it would be safer to erase my past?” She looked at March, her eyes searching for an answer the other girl didn’t have.

“Well…I remember the first time you told me about what she said to you. I think you need to focus on what she stated toward the end: ‘At the end of your journey, all that perplexes you and troubles you will resolve.’ In other words, it’ll all be okay in the end,” the pink-haired woman reassured her. “If it’s not okay, it’s not the end.”

Stelle grinned at her. “You always know what to say to make me feel better.” March slid her hand on top of hers, her fingers filling the spaces between the trailblazer’s.

“You’ve always been there for me on my bad days. Do you remember when I came back from my trip through the Matrix of Prescience on the Luofu? You knew something was wrong and didn’t give up on checking in on me.”

“How could I forget? It was also the night of our first kiss. And…the first time you let me…take care of you.”

The archer rested her head on the other girl’s shoulder. “Um…maybe tonight is the night I return the favor? It might help you get back to sleep faster.”

“I’d definitely rather focus on you than my own thoughts right now,” Stelle said before she kissed her. She melted into the softness of her girlfriend’s lips, thankful for the way she grounded her in the reality of the present instead of the uncertainty of what-ifs.

March held her face gently between her hands, turning the trailblazer’s head so she could kiss her cheek. She felt her exhale in relief and continued making her way down her neck. Her mouth sucked lightly at her clammy skin in an effort to help bring some heat back to her body after her fitful awakening.

“Here. Lay down. You’re always the big spoon. Let me make you feel good.” Stelle had no interest in fighting her. Normally she felt most comfortable cuddling March in her arms, but tonight, it sure would feel good to be the one being held. 

The pink-haired girl settled behind her and nuzzled her neck. The heat of her breath was warm and comforting to the trailblazer. She could feel Stelle relax in her embrace and took it as permission to touch her more intimately. Her fingers traced up the other woman’s side and settled on her breast. 

“Just focus on the sound of my voice. Don’t think about anything else,” she instructed in an attempt to help her clear her mind. She began to tease her nipples and felt the silver-haired girl wiggle deeper into her.

“Mmm…you definitely make it easy,” Stelle replied wryly.

“Shhh…don’t ruin the moment,” she chastised with a firm squeeze. Her girlfriend let out a little whine and March smiled into her shoulder. Wedging one of her legs between hers, she made space for her next move. Stelle willingly spread her legs as she grew more comfortable.

“Keep taking calm, relaxing breaths and just feel,” she coaxed. Her hand slid beneath the waistband of the other woman’s sleep pants and sought the already-slick opening between her thighs. Wetting her digits, she made slow, methodic circles against her clit and Stelle’s head tilted back at the sensation.

“Ohhhhh…March…” she groaned.

“That’s it…good girl…” the archer praised as she began to build pressure with every swirl. “You’re safe here with me. I’m not going anywhere.” 

“M-march…ahhhh…almost there…” Stelle whimpered as she rocked her hips in time with her girlfriend’s movements. Her lover whispered encouragement to her in an effort to help bring her to her climax. She felt her shudder in her arms and held her close as she talked her through wave upon wave of pleasure. 

Kissing her softly, she caressed her cheek. “There. That should help you get some sleep,” March said.

“What if I’m not ready to sleep just yet? I think I could still use a bit more of a distraction,” Stelle replied before moving the other girl underneath her.

“Oh? And what did you have in mind?” She taunted.

“Let me think…” the trailblazer responded before pressing her lips against March’s. She snaked her hand into the pink-haired woman’s shirt and kneaded her breast. “Keeping my hands occupied sounds like a good idea to me.”

March moaned into their kiss as the other woman began to pinch and pull at her nipple. Stelle lightly nibbled her lower lip before releasing her to lift her shirt to rest on her chest. Taking her other breast, she kissed around the nipple before sliding her tongue across it. 

“Ohhhhhh…”

Taking the now-perched nipple between her teeth, she carefully teased it with just enough pressure to not hurt her.

“S-stelle,” March uttered desperately.

Her girlfriend smirked before stopping her ministrations to reposition herself between her spread legs.

Pulling her night shorts and panties down and off one leg, she was now eye-level with her entrance. Stelle licked her lips in anticipation as she pressed her nose into March’s cotton-candy-colored hair and licked between her wet folds. 

“So sweet,” she murmured with a smack of her lips.

“Mmm…stop being…so weird,” March groaned as a blush appeared on her cheeks.

The trailblazer’s tongue darted into her soaked entrance eliciting a squeal of pleasure from her lover. She licked across her sensitive bud, and, longing for more stimulation, March brought her hands to her breasts, kneading and playing with her own nipples.

“M-more!” The pink-haired woman cried out. Stelle pursed her lips around her clit and sucked on the bud as she easily slid two fingers into her.

The archer bucked her hips into her girlfriend’s mouth. Her hands left her breasts and tangled in the silver hair of the woman between her thighs.

Thrusting faster, Stelle continued to apply pressure to the sensitive bundle of nerves. Feeling March’s legs wrap around and squeeze her head, her movements hit a crescendo as the pink-haired woman quaked around her fingers.

Untangling herself from her lover’s grasp, the trailblazer softly kissed her once more before pulling her bottoms back on and lying next to her.

“Now I think I’m ready for bed. How could I fall asleep knowing I hadn’t taken care of you?”

March’s lips twitched upward in a smile as she threw her arms around her in a tight embrace. “The next time you wake up worrying who you are or why you’re here, remember it’s because I need you.”

Stelle closed her eyes and gripped her harder. “Kafka once asked me if I liked the future Elio had described to her. Now that I’m holding it in my arms, I finally have an answer.”

[2baddiesfanfics]

'Till Future Do Us Part

Pairing: Stelle x March 7th

Tags: Weddings, Sex Toys

Summary:

The Astral Express crew has been invited to witness a truly rare event - a foxian wedding! Humans are not typically permitted, but given who the two brides happen to be, the Nameless are more than welcome. As March and Stelle see Yukong and Feixiao dedicate their lives to each other, something stirs within them both.

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The crew gathered in the parlor car for Pom-Pom’s latest big announcement.

“Now that everyone is finally here, I can tell you we will be returning to the Luofu,” they announced.

Everyone looked at each other with a puzzled expression. Hadn’t they already spent more than enough time on the planet? 

“I’ll take it from here, Pom-Pom, thank you,” Himeko said. “Lady Yukong and General Feixiao have announced they are getting married and have requested our attendance at their traditional ceremony.”

March clapped in excitement. “Oh, I’m so excited for them!”

“Uh…What is a foxian wedding like, anyway?” Stelle asked. 

“Normally, humans aren’t allowed to witness them. They are usually conducted on a rainy night and with lanterns to hide this event from non-foxians. However, seeing as how we’ve made such a large impact on their lives, we've been granted an exception that permits us to attend.”

“Ah, yes. I’ve read about such ceremonies,” Welt stated. “For us to be invited is a rarity indeed.”

“Correct, but I do believe they are making some alterations. General Jing Yuan and Yanqing will be attending as well. The venue is in a hidden location, but they’ve made accommodations for us to stay in cabins nearby,” Himeko elaborated.

“I, for one, am fascinated by the concept of two long-life species choosing to spend eternity together. It’s not often anyone outside of their kind gets to witness such an event.” Dan Heng said with an air of fascination.

“Ew, Dan Heng! You make it sound so transactional! That takes all the romance out of it! We should be excited to celebrate the fact Ms. Yukong and Ms. Feixiao have reunited and still love each other,” March said as she grabbed her girlfriend’s hand. “Come on, Stelle! Be my date to the wedding? Pleaseeeeee!”

“Sure, it’ll be fun!” She said aloud before leaning in and whispering, “And we get to have a whole place to ourselves. Think of all the fun we can have together afterward.”

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The Nameless stepped out of the teleportal and were immediately greeted by Qingni.

“Hello, Astral Express crew! I was asked to escort you to the private island where the ceremony will take place,” she said before assisting them in boarding her starskiff. “Your accommodations will be ready for you upon arrival. The main event won’t start until later this evening, so you’ll have time to get settled before then.”

“That sounds lovely. Thank you, Qingni. Please extend our gratitude to your mother as well. You must be so happy for her,” Himeko responded with a gentle smile.

The group piled into the vehicle and they headed off to their destination.

“So Qingni…are you excited to have a second mom?” Stelle asked. March immediately kicked her.

“Ow! What?”

“You can’t just ask that!” The archer hissed.

Qingni chuckled. “It’s fine. It was never a shock to me. Mom and General Feixiao have been off and on for as long as I can remember, so it’s about time they finally devoted themselves to one another. And, technically, she’d be my third mom,” she joked back.

“That’s why it’s rude, Stelle,” March whispered. The trailblazer gave her an awkward smile. Himeko and Mr. Yang continued to make small talk with Qingi until they reached their destination. She guided them out of the starskiff and walked each pair to their cabins. As the group’s leader, Himeko got her own while the other four were divided by gender.

“Please make yourselves comfortable. Once the rain starts, we will begin as is customary. Also, please be sure to light these lanterns and follow the procession once it passes by your cabins.”

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A few hours later, the patter of precipitation tapped at the windows of the cabin, signaling the start of the event.

“Stelle! It’s time!” March yelled excitedly. The silver-haired girl came running out of the bathroom, grabbed the lanterns they were supposed to carry, and bolted out the door with her.

Foxians began treading down the stone path. As they passed each cabin, the occupants joined the group one by one with their lanterns. In the middle of the group was Yukong, dressed in a stunning white dress. Stelle and March added to the lineup, and they marched toward the hall. When they arrived, the helm master waited at the back of the hall while each attendee took turns going left or right filling the chairs on either side. Feixiao stood at attention in a regal white suit at the front. 

Once everyone was in their seats, Yukong made her way down the aisle toward her fiancée. The general’s bright blue eyes sparkled with awe at the sight before her.

March grabbed Stelle’s hand and didn’t let go throughout the entire ceremony. She squeezed it when the two said "I do" and shared their first kiss as wife and wife. The trailblazer looked over to see tears streaming down her girlfriend’s cheeks. 

As they exited the hall, they took their lanterns and released them into the night sky. The specks of light carried their wishes and dreams for the couple’s bright future.

“This island has a wind that keeps them floating for hours before they are whisked away. It makes for the best ambiance.” Jing Yuan explained as he joined the table the crew was sitting at.

“It’s quite lovely,” Himeko mused. 

“This whole ceremony has been so magical,” March added.

“Maybe we should have ours here,” Stelle teased her.

“That’s not something to joke about, you jerk!” The pink-haired woman chastised.

“Ah, lighten up. Let’s go dance,” her girlfriend said before dragging her to the dance floor. 

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As the event came to a close, everyone said their goodbyes and headed back to their lodgings. March sat on the bed, removed her heels, and massaged her weary feet.

“Stelle…do you ever think the future - our future?”

“Of course I do. Seeing as how we don’t know much about our pasts, it makes a lot more sense to focus on the future.”

“So…that remark about us…you weren’t joking?”

“Nope. Dead serious. I knew being here would make us both think about it. ”

“Really? It’s not like you to be such a romantic.”

“Well, I also knew it’d put you in the mood, so I may have come prepared.”

March narrowed her eyes. “What do you mean by that?”

Stelle grabbed her overnight bag and placed it on the table before pulling out a double-sided dildo.

“We don’t have to be quiet or worry about others walking in on us. What do you think?”

“I think you’re brilliant, slugger.

Stelle smiled widely at her praise. Not wanting to waste a moment of their freedom, the two quickly undressed and jumped into bed. Mouths collided as their chests pressed against each other. Nipples hardened by desire, the friction between them made March gasp.

Sucking and biting across her neck, the trailblazer ground her hips into her girlfriend’s. She grabbed the toy and inserted one end into herself first. Positioning herself between March’s legs, she grabbed the tip and gently glided it up and down the other woman’s wet folds.

The archer wrapped her legs around her waist, bucking her hips in desperation for friction.

“S-stelle…don’t tease,” she whined, her bottom lip protruding in a pout.

Rolling her eyes, the silver-haired girl leaned forward and slowly sank into her.

March timed her thrusts in rhythm with her lovers. They moaned into each other’s mouths as they writhed together.

“Come with me, my future wife,” the archer joked breathlessly as they both slammed the toy deep into one another. They cried out as each of them hit their peak.

“Man, if that’s what the future holds, I’m ready to say ‘yes’ anytime you want to pop the question,” March said as her breathing slowed.

Removing the toy, Stelle placed it off to the side and pulled her girlfriend into her arms. “Does that mean you trust me to make all our plans going forward?”

March let out an exasperated sigh. “How about you handle the fun and I’ll handle the wedding plans.”

[boba-butt]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62110165

[2baddiesfanfics]

Tell Me You Love Me

Pairing: Stelle x March 7th

Tags: Oral Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Love Confessions, Waiters & Waitresses

Summary:

Siobhan sends a letter to the express requesting help from March and Stelle. Her bar is hosting a date night event, and she needs some extra hands on deck. While Stelle is eager to help, March agrees reluctantly. The archer continues to wonder...when will it be her turn to experience a date night with the woman she's fallen for? And when will Stelle get the hint? 

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Confused and a little worried by the noise coming from behind the door to Stelle’s room, Pom-Pom knocked loudly.

“Ow! Don’t just drop me,” they heard March’s voice whine.

The silver-haired girl opened the door, her shirt disheveled and her hand scratching the back of her head. “H-hey, Pom-Pom. What’s up?”

The archer approached from behind, her hair a mess and bright red marks were starting to bloom on her neck. Pom-Pom tried their best to ignore the strange sight before them.

“Hey, you two! Keep it down. Siobhan sent a letter to the Express addressed to you two."

“Oh, sweet! Long time no talk. Thank you!” Stelle said as she excitedly grabbed the envelope from the conductor. Immediately ripping it open, her eyes shifted across its surface quickly.

“Looks like she wants us to work a ‘Date Night’ themed event at the bar. Sounds like fun. What’d ya say, March?”

“Oh, yeah. Sounds like tons of fun. Working a date night instead of attending ourselves,” the pink-haired girl sarcastically mumbled, trying to coax Stelle to get the hint.

“Why not both? We can work for a bit and then when the night winds down we can participate.”

“Alright, Ms. Smooth-talker. Fine. Tell Siobhan we’ll be there.”

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The bar was decorated with candles on the tables, heart cutouts hanging on the walls, and soft jazz playing to set the mood.

“Wow, Siobhan! You really went all out,” March exclaimed in surprise.

“Well, of course I did. Theme nights always bring in the big bucks,” she said matter-of-factly as she handed them their outfits. “These are yours. Please get ready as soon as possible. The guests should be arriving any minute.”

March changed into a pink dress that perfectly matched her hair as she listened to Siobhan's instructions on serving event attendees.

The trailblazer appeared soon after wearing a white button-down with a red jacket, black tie, and black slacks. She immediately started preparing glasses and placing the mixers where she preferred them, and March couldn’t stop staring as she got to work.

“Oh, Stelle. I’m glad you’ll get to put your skills to good use. I need you to not only mix drinks but also wait tables with March as well. We’re short-staffed even with the both of you,” Siobhan clarified.

“Wait…then what’ll you be doing, Miss Siobhan?” The pink-haired girl inquired.

“We need every hand on deck. I’ll be assisting our VIP customers. Once the night ends, I’ll take my leave and the two of you can enjoy the event yourselves, per our prior agreement.”

March nodded in understanding and thanked her just as one of the first couples entered the room.

“K-kafka!” She squeaked in utter shock.

“Hey there, little archer.” 

“Wait…this is a date night event. Who are you here with?”

With a chuckle, Kafka patted her head and walked on by. “That would be me, March,” the crimson-haired leader of the Astral Express crew announced.

“Miss Himeko!? Wait…really?” 

“Is it that much of a shock? I’m pretty sure your friend over there knew,” the Stellaron Hunter stated as she nodded toward Stelle.

“She knew…and didn’t tell me?”

“It’s alright, March. I asked her not to say anything,” Himeko intervened. “I didn’t want anyone to worry. We’ve been together for a while, but please…keep this quiet. For me."

The archer agreed and escorted the two of them to their table. After taking their drink orders, she marched back to the bar.

“You didn’t tell me?” She whispered angrily.

The trailblazer raised her hands in defense. “They asked me not to say anything. I can keep a secret, you know.”

“I suppose it’s ok, but still. I thought we were close enough for you to trust me with information like that.”

When she approached the couple’s table with their beverages, Kafka looked at her inquisitively. “Say March…you and Stelle - are you two finally together?”

The pink-haired girl’s face fell. “What? How did you-“

“Relax. You two aren’t the only ones sneaking around the Express. Himeko’s room is close to yours. You guys aren’t all that quiet.”

“Kafka!” Himeko blurted with a glare. 

“Oh, come on. You can’t tell me you’re not curious as well, princess.”

The crimson-haired woman crossed her arms. “Of course I am! You don’t just bluntly ask!”

“That’s the difference between you and I, love.” 

March’s face turned bright red. They’ve heard us! Oh, Aeons I’m gonna die!

“Um, well, see, it’s…complicated.”

“You two must take after Himeko, playing hard to get like this,” the Stellaron Hunter remarked as the navigator choked on her drink. “Oh, stop. You know it’s true. She fought our attraction so hard for so long. I wore her down in the end - I always do. So which are you like? Me or Himeko?” 

“I-I….”

“March, dear. Someone else just arrived. You should see to them. Ignore Kafka,” Himeko stated as she nodded toward the door.

The archer quickly left the table to greet the next couple. Two familiar faces called out to her and she rushed over even faster.

“Hey, March! It’s been too long,” Seele shouted with a wave. 

“Bronya! Seele! Oh my gosh! I feel like I haven’t seen you both in ages!”

“That’s probably because it has been! We’ve heard all about your adventures from Stelle. She was the one who invited us here. We’d take any opportunity to get a chance to travel off our planet,” Bronya explained.

The pink-haired woman hugged them and then led them to some open seats. Since the traffic at the bar had died down, Stelle took a moment to stop by.

“Hey guys! So glad you could make it,” she said.

“Like we’d miss this! Looks like you’ve come a long way from swinging that old bat around. Thanks for thinking of us,” Seele teased with a smile.

The four chatted for a moment before the next couple entered the venue. As March left to welcome them, Seele drew closer to the trailblazer.

“So…have you told March how you feel about her yet? Or are you still dragging things out?”

“Seele! You can’t just ask that!” Bronya chastised as she slapped her shoulder. 

“Ow! Why not? You’re curious. I’m curious. I bet everyone here is curious. You guys were inseparable on Belobog so I can only imagine you’ve grown even closer on your journey.”

Stelle let out an awkward laugh. “No…not yet. I want to, I just haven’t found the right time.”

“Excuse me! What about tonight? This is clearly the perfect setup.” Bronya reminded her.

“Yeah…well…we’ll see. I don’t want to add even more pressure either.”

“Pressure!? You literally travel and fight together everywhere you go. How is there any pressure when you two are clearly inseparable? The answer is clear,” the supreme guardian of Belobog continued.

“Look, Stelle. If Bronya and I could admit our feelings given our circumstances, there’s absolutely no reason you two can’t as well,” Seele added.

Suddenly, their discussion was interrupted by March’s familiar voice. “Stelle, you’re needed at the bar!” After excusing herself, the trailblazer darted over to her next customer.

“Evening, Stelle!” The white-haired foxian greeted as she took her place.

“Hey! A general and a helm master walk into a bar. Didn’t realize you were both in Penacony. Business trip, or just here for date night?”

The women looked at each other and Stelle immediately knew the answer. “We figured we’d enjoy some personal time together before I head back to the Yaoqing for a bit,” Feixiao responded.

“We are both so busy with our duties that we always try to make the most of the time we do have together,” Yukong said before taking her girlfriend’s hand in hers.

“Nice to see both of you!” March said cheerily. “We’ll let you enjoy your time together.”

Time passed and numerous other couples from Penacony filtered in, causing the two Nameless to become swamped with drink and food orders. They watched as the lovers interacted and both felt a longing to be on the other side of the bar.

Seele approached them and announced their departure. “We’re going to head out. Bronya can’t be gone for too long. Belobog is still trying to rebuild and the people always need her for something nowadays.”

She hugged Stelle tightly and whispered, “Don’t let her get away.” Winking at March, she put her arm around Bronya and walked out of the room

“That was odd. Did she say something to you?”

The trailblazer shook her head. “Nothing. Something about not messing up tonight’s event.”

March chuckled. “Well, knowing you, you just might if I wasn’t here to save your butt.” Walking to the foxians’ table to see if they needed anything, Yukong spoke up.

“It’s always so nice to see the two of you together. Don’t they remind you of a younger version of us Feixiao?”

“In some ways, yes.”

“How so?” The archer inquired.

“Well, you two are at war, in a way. You’re traveling together and are fighting alongside one another,” Yukong began.

“And you’re both stubborn and ignoring your feelings,” Feixiao added.

“Dear, I’m sure these two know how important it is to take every moment as it comes. You never know when your time might be taken away. We had to learn that the hard way. Yet, here we are, years later. We found our way back to one another.”

The two girls listened to the foxians who had lived longer than any human. Their wisdom gained from many hard lessons learned was deeply valuable. After saying their farewells, they noticed many other patrons had started to take their leave. March walked over to check on the couple she was most worried about.

“I only came back over to check on Miss Himeko and make sure she hadn’t fallen further under your weird spell,” she directed at Kafka.

“I’m fine, March. We’re going back to the Express shortly.”

“Oh…so she’s staying with us?” The pink-haired woman acknowledged in a monotone.

The Stellaron Hunter winked back at her. “You’ll never even know I’m there.” March rolled her eyes. 

“You know, your navigator and I didn’t hit it off right away. We had a lot of fun with one another before we confessed how we truly felt. Believe it or not, I was the first to say something. My little princess likes to pretend she didn’t fall for me, but she did.”

Himeko shot her girlfriend an annoyed glare. “March, dear, what she’s trying to say is you should tell Stelle how you feel instead of dancing around it. All that’s going to do is make things more complicated. We should get going. Enjoy the rest of your night. Don’t let this opportunity slip through your fingers.”

“And remember: Try and keep it down a bit if you don’t want people to know.” Kafka teased.

“Kafka! Time to go!”

“Okay, I’ve had my fun,” she replied before quietly turning to the archer. “I love it when she’s irritated with me - it’s much more fun,” she said with a wink. “Bye, now!”

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Siobhan locked the doors after the last of the guests had taken their leave. “That’s a wrap! I’d say that was quite a successful event, wouldn’t you? Thanks for all your help. I truly couldn’t have done it without you both. Now go take a seat and I’ll bring out your orders. It’s on me as a token of my gratitude.”

“Our orders? We didn’t order anything-” March began to protest before Stelle cut her off.

“That was me. We eat together all the time, so I ordered something I think you’ll like. Let’s enjoy the time together now that the hard work is done.” Siobhan brought over their feast and requested they lock up for the night before heading out herself.

Plates upon plates of delicious Penaconian delicacies littered the table. “How’d you know this was what I’d order?”

The trailblazer smiled at her. “Like I said - I know what you like.”

“Do you now? Didn’t realize you actually paid attention.”

“Sometimes. When it’s important.”

They were so hungry from helping run the event they finished their meal in silence. Once their plates were empty, Stelle took them to the bar. 

“So…I was thinking…”

“You, thinking? That’s never a good, sign,” March teased. 

“Hey, now! I’m trying to be serious. I enjoy us hooking up and spending time together. But…how do you feel?”

Not expecting such a serious topic, the pink-haired girl was caught off guard. “I mean…I do as well.”

“Do you want anything to change?”

March looked at her in confusion. “That depends - what do you mean by change? 

“I dunno, maybe more things like this…” Stelle answered. The two stayed quiet for a moment. 

“Oh, fine! If you’re not gonna nut up and say it, I will! Stelle, I love you and want us to be together.

The trailblazer grinned back at her. “Good. Cuz I love you and want to be your girlfriend.”

Grabbing her by her tie, the archer pulled her closer. “Say it again.”

“I love you, March. I have from the moment I boarded the Express.”

Their lips met in a searing kiss that exploded with feelings that had finally been put into words. March’s mouth moved down the other girl’s neck, her lips lingering as she gripped her by her tie.

“I’ve been waiting to hear you say that for ages,” she mumbled into her skin.

Stelle moaned as she felt the other woman’s teeth sink into her. Slowly unbuttoning her vest, March threw it aside before working down the row of dress shirt buttons.

“W-wait…here?!” The trailblazer asked nervously.

“We kinda have the whole place to ourselves. Plus, knowing Kafka and Himeko are going at it next door sorta ruins the mood, don’tcha think?” She explained as she kissed each patch of newly exposed skin. “Still have a problem?” The archer asked while looking up at her with faux innocence shining in her eyes.

Stelle groaned. “You know I can’t say no to that face.”

March smiled back and kissed her chest. Bringing both hands to her breasts, she kneaded them and ran her thumbs over her nipples. The silver-haired woman braced herself on the bar behind her.

“Still worried about someone walking in on us? Want me to stop?”

“D-don’t you…ahh…dare…”

“That’s what I thought.” March began to pull away as Stelle chased her mouth with hers. The pink-haired woman slid her hands into the other girl’s pants and felt her arousal pooling through her undergarments. Palming her through her panties, she whispered in her ear. “Now tell me you’re mine and I’ll give you what you want.”

“Aeons, March…I’m yours,” Stelle gasped. 

“Mmmmm…You’re my what?” The archer asked as she moved the thin scrap of cloth to the side and slid two fingers against her slick lips.

“Your…girlfriend,” the trailblazer whined. 

Plunging into her, she started a steady rhythm, thrusting in and out of her slowly before picking up her pace. Refusing to let her have the upper hand, Stelle panted, “Good girl, March…just like that.”

The archer sucked on her neck, a growl vibrating against her throat. Stelle knew what praises did to her. March moved her fingers faster as she tried to rut against the other woman. On sensory overload, the silver-haired girl felt her head spin. 

“Fuck…c-coming!” Was all she could gasp out before she clamped around March’s fingers.

Her girlfriend was desperate to relieve the growing pressure between her thighs. Stelle was anything but a selfish lover and understood exactly what she’d do to show her she knew what she liked. Quickly removing her tie, she wrapped it around the other woman’s wrists. Carefully laying her stomach down on the counter of the bar, March caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror behind the rows of bottles and it made her shudder.

Stelle slid her girlfriend’s panties off and placed them in her pocket for safekeeping. Kissing down her back, she nipped at the skin of her ass cheeks, her entrance already wet from the evening’s previous activities.

The silver-haired woman slapped the area, leaving a bright red handprint. March squirmed, her hips wriggling for more.

“Don’t worry, love. I’ve got you.” Hearing the term of endearment in Stelle’s deep voice made March moan.

Placing her tongue between her folds, she pressed her tongue against her clit. Her girlfriend gasped and begged for more.

“My good girl is so needy for me…”

“Stelle…please…I need you!”

The trailblazer inserted her tongue into her soaked entrance, lapping deep within her. Working her clit with her fingers, she continued to stimulate her in every way she could.

“Aeons…Stelle…fuck…I can’t…!” Before she could finish, her juices flowed onto the other woman’s tongue as she came undone. Desperate to make sure she was ok, the trailblazer helped her down from the bar, tidied her dress, and untied her.

“Well…that’s one way to confess how you feel about me,” the archer joked. 

“Sometimes words don’t quite cut it,” Stelle responded placing a kiss on her forehead. “Now help me clean up and we can go back to the Express to continue this celebration.”

“Ok, but you have to promise not to be too loud.”

The trailblazer cocked an eyebrow at her. “Uh…why? It’s never been an issue before.”

“Tell that to Kafka.”