Walking Disasters and Me

The sheer relief that permeates every pore of my being almost makes my avatar's knees give out. The buffs and Intent shutting off with a mental command as my body, heart, and soul finally truly feel mine again. White, sparkling tears dropping onto my upturned hands as I look down in disbelief and returned sense of freedom. Of rightness within my core.

"It... It's gone." I whisper across the vast emptiness as golds and yellows begin to brighten the space. My own emotional sunrise at the peace growing inside of me. The knowledge that I banished the vileness and lies from my heart. That I accepted my truths, blind to them as I was until the combined effort of Sandra and Samantha helped drag me to understanding. Salty liquid staining my vision in its distorting way as I close my eyes and bask in the victory that made 'me' me again.

"Sure is, baby girl~. I'm so proudof you~." I hear echo in front of me, my sister's voice distorted like everyone's in the quiet of the soul space. Eyes still closed, I fling myself forward into her awaiting arms and just cry. Those salty reservoirs spilling forth with abandon as she drags both our bodies to coil around the other. My mind still so caught in the turbulent release of colorful emotions that I only faintly realize I do the exact same to Samantha in the physical world. The mirroring act from before the execution continuing apace.

Whatever Samantha must have felt or noticed during the confrontation gives her all the information she needs to match Sandra's movements. Their words singing soft praises and gentle, comforting words as they stroke my hair and back. My wet wails of solace allowed to take its course unabated aside from those caring words and loving touches. Ones that hold no trace of fear, hesitation, or shame in me to receive.

After a while, the waterworks catch the leak, and the flow of tears finally comes to a stop. Its glistening presence still evident on both my forms as Sandra raises my face to hers and kisses me softly. A violent coral collision of color that splashes my world with love. "You did so well, Aims." She says as she breaks us apart, my eyes half drawn from the pull of my newly unshackled libido.

My face must look a mess of tears and lust because a blush comes to her face as she giggles a few times. Her eyes never leaving mine as she cups my cheek and continues, "Looks like you have some 'things' to catch up on now, huh~? I hope you have fun, baby girl. Shouldn't be too much longer now before you'll have to finally make a woman out of me, too~."

I whine a bit as she seemingly puts a damper on the beyond rapidly elevated mood I found myself in before her words sink into me. "H-huh? What do you mean?" I ask back, my voice still laden with heady arousal but curious all the same.

Once more a giggle peals from her perfect lips. "Check the quest, silly girl~. There's only a few more memories left for me to go through but... well, I'll need your help with them..."

The fading pink embers fully die as concern rises in me, her ending tone and words drawing the dark blue color to surface before she waves it off with another kiss to my cheek. I sigh, doing as she asked and pull up the progress for her recovery:

[... current amount healed: 92.67%]

"WHAT?!" My voice screams out in astonishment as my hands fly to her shoulders. All the while she just adopts that goofy smile of hers when she gets caught red-handed but knows she's going to get away with it anyway. And it annoys me how I already know that's exactly what's going to happen here the moment her antics play out in my saucer wide eyes.

"Hehe~. Time works differently in here, sweetie~. Couple that with me using Raphiel's powers and I... well, I've been at this for a long time. It was only so low last time you checked because I deviated from going through my stuff so that I could commit your memory vault to... er, memory. After I had that 'talk' with Akiko, I went back to sorting myself out."

I give her a stern look as I keep my hold on her, and despite obvious godly powers, my silence achieves the results I was aiming for. Namely, sweat beads appearing on her forehead. Satisfied in a successful intimidation I let her go at last, though the unamused look continues. "You're telling me you not only spent... what? Months - years - in [Dream Archivist] memorizing everything in there, but also presumably have spent who knows how long almost fully putting yourself back together? I was..."

My gaze finally looks away as I cross my arms, an odd sort of... not betrayal, necessarily, but something close to it washing over me and putting a damper on the previously jubilated mood. "I was supposed to be helping you. We were supposed to bring you back together. Not to mention you're who knows how old now technically..." My eyes widen further as I realize a piece of what makes this all so upsetting to me. Even when it's - objectively - the best news in existence.

"Oh my Heavens... are we even twins anymore now?!"

The shock and astonishment fueled exclamation is met with a bubble of laughter, which only makes my cheeks puff up in displeasure. "That's the part you're angry about??" Sandra says between claps of mirth, "Aims, we're twins. Always will be, regardless of age or whatnot. We have that bond, that connection, on something much more important than a number: our souls. So while I may have spent... *Cough*decades*Cough*," She mutters in a whisper that only sees my hands latched to her shoulders again, "in here, I'll always be your twin sister~."

"DECADES?!" I shout as I shake her to and fro, hoping the jostling will somehow shake away all of the insane things this chaotic sister of mine keeps saying. Alas, it is not meant to be.

"Only about two! A-and a half!" Her distorted voice ping pongs from my left and right ear as the shaking only grows in strength, "Besides, you'll be like, almost three months older than me by the time I pop out! At least physically! As the older sister, I absolutely couldn't let that stand!"

My fingers find their way to her cheeks as I pinch them with all my might. "You took a chainsaw to a problem you needed a knife for, you freaking maniac!!" She, at least, is kind enough to fake a painful reaction for the move which does add some points back to her deepening well of fuck ups.

"Ow~! So mean~! Wah~!" Alright, I take that last part back. I sigh and relinquish the soft, warm skin of her face. My vengeance when she becomes corporeal and squishy the only reason the pout doesn't return in full. Her heavenly voice chuckles once again before she adopts a serious air about her. "Aims, cultivation is in the scale of thousands and thousands of years, right? Even someone like Akiko going to cultivate for decades, or a century, isn't really out of the norm. I know we're going to have to get used to that notion - and I absolutely don't want to either - but there are going to be times whe-"

"No." I snap back a bit harsher than I meant to, the flash of red still simmering in low hues as she looks to me with surprise. "We are not doing that. Look, I get that this," my hands wave around the soul space as well as her floating body, "is a bit of an exception. Something that, even though I hate the thought of it, separates us for now. And that the time wonkiness and you accepting unfathomable powers is an unavoidable symptom of fixing the problem. But once you are truly back in my arms? We are never. EVER. Going to spend time apart like this ever again. Spend months, years, centuries from each other's grasp. Do you hear me?"

The reds and pinks and greens mix as my speech climaxed, their twisting colors firing off as the thought of letting go of her for even a day after what we've been through already spirals a near gut wrenching possessiveness. But... if anyone can understand and accept such a feeling, its definitely the rosy cheeked, agape mouth, and legs clinched woman before me.

"Holy shit, that was sexy Aims~. Okay, yes ma'am~! Together forever it is~. Hehe~!" In that blushing smile that rushes to lather me with kisses, I find the resolve to make my statement true. Regardless of what we face in the future, even if for some reason Akiko or Sam or Gerra or Jun Li can't follow me somewhere, Sandra will always be by my side. That we will never again be separated. And, if we ever are, I will break Heaven itself to pull her back into my arms.

Something that, despite her cautious words to the contrary, I also feel emanate from her side of the bond. Both of us cemented in our certainty and commitment to the shared promise.

"I think we've eaten up about as much time as we can in here for now, baby girl." Sandra reluctantly says between smooches to my face, ones which I have since returned in the passing minutes as we float together. Once I calmed down some, at least. "Sam is still waiting for you to come out of the trance, though its only been a minute or so since you beat the heart demon out there. Too much longer and you'll make the cute tsundere worried~."

"R-right." I reply back a bit forlorn as the now pure pink hue slowly begins to recede. "Even if you could stop time, things still need doing..."

Sandra tilts my head up to face her, arresting its saddened downward tilt. Her smile captivating me like a masterwork painting as always as she says, "Oh, don't be so down baby girl~. You just got rid of your rotten, clam-blocking passenger, we just affirmed lifelong vows, and you got control over your soul techniques again~. Also - just to ease your heart some about what you said before - I will legitimately need your help with the last few memories. Because after that," She leans in close to whisper huskily in my ear, "I'll be 'in your arms' like we both so desperately want~. Now, go enjoy yourself my darling baby sister~. You deserve it."

Ah, the blasting return of floral tinted lust as all the latest craziness somehow distracted me from the reminded fact of my new mental freedom. I nod into her silky hand, our lips pressing together one last time in goodbye before my physical eyes flutter open. The lingering heat drawing sweat to my form as it fails to disperse, only further increased as the warm, strong body of Sam holds me to her beating chest.

Sensing I'm awake - or just possessing immaculate timing - she carefully extricates me from her blouses slick bosom, the apron having been cast aside at some point to expose the damp work shirt underneath. With concerned eyes raking me up and down, she moves some wet strands of hair from my face as she softly calls out, "I sensed some disturbances of your Qi and strength, including the activation of your techniques and Intent. Is it... Did you fully overcome the- *Mph~!*"

Our lips crash as we fall to the ground from my lunge. Fingers grasping fabric in needy, desperate want as my tongue pushes past her caught off guard lips and into the waiting warm cavern of her mouth. Her counterpart catching on to the act quickly as our pink muscles writhe and mold against each other to the sound of deep, lustful moans. The plop of fabric to stone before her ungloved hands fly into my sweat-soaked crimson hair, pulling our faces almost painfully together while the war rages in our mouths.

A wet pop echoes across the walls laden with tools, both of us breaking for breath as we press our bodies deeper into each other. "I take that as a confirmation~. Well done, Amelia." Sam finally says with blazing scarlet cheeks and droopy eyes adorned in unabashed love. Her firm yet still soft hands coming to cup my cheeks as I stare down at her, our positions finding me on top and her on the still warm stone.

"Less talking, less clothes, and more fucking." I growl back in my own arousal fumed haze, the soul space bubblegum pink and heavy with the freedom it has regained. I dive back against her skin, lips pecking and tongue lapping against her neck as I struggle out of my leather pants. The sounds of her intoxicating approval adding to the salty, citrus taste of her skin before her hands find mine.

"*Ah~!* While I am not opposed - *Mmhm~* - w-would you wish for us to enter a bath or shower before we go further?" Her sultry voice mixes with the rising heat. One not borne from the now idle furnace, but our grinding bodies and sweating skin.

My chest rumbles as I plant my teeth on her shoulder and suck, pulling at the skin as my tongue lathes across it. Her chest molding to mine as her back arches at the sensation before I release my feral grip on her. Eyes already dark spirals as my core clenches in mind shattering anticipation, long denied attention screaming to right that wrong. "I swear, if you don't lose these clothes right now Sam, I'm going to tear them off with my teeth."

She smirks up to my obviously lust riddled face, her own breaths heavy in the emotion as her eyes shine in playful light. "I have more than enough clothing to suffer such a loss~."

Giggles erupt from her as I follow through on my promise. The sound of her laughter shifting back to sultry gasps then to echoing cries of bliss as our bodies slap and press together. A... needier and rougher affair due to how pent up and brimming with returned lust I was, but still nowhere near our last time together. Both of us now sucking in the sex scented air in heavy gulps from both exertion and exhilaration.

"O-okay." I mutter out as my soreness throbs across my entire body. My core utterly spent as we languish in a pool of my own making. Though, to be fair, Sam contributed quite a fair bit to the puddle too. Her shoulder length curly blonde hair tickling my neck and chest as she rests her head under mine. Our legs still entwined together as her arm drapes across my shoulders. "N-now we can go take a bath."

An abrupt escape of air as she snorts a preciously cute laugh, her lips finding my cheek instantly after. "I should say so~. I fear even a cleaning talisman would be hard pressed to remove your sweet scent from me at the moment~."

My cheeks light to fire as I huff and turn my head, her words sparking an odd mix of embarrassment and pride inside of me. "Y-yeah, well, its not like I'm faring much better. You practically drenched my whole arm when I was fingering you!"

Another charming giggle before she plants kisses along my neck. "A feat I am more than happy to repeat if you are ready~."

Incorrigible. Though... I'm really not much better. Her feather soft press of lips against my sensitive skin already starting to twist the spring back in coral contemplation. At least now I can survive a whole 'session'. Well, at least when I'm mostly in charge, it seems.

I finally turn to face the coy, seductive smile of Samantha again. My faux angst melting away as my mind resettles back to post-orgasmic bliss as I return the look and press our lips together again. "I want to get that dual cultivation technique before I indulge too much more, but the offer is beyond tempting~. Let's go get cleaned up and share the good news."

Sam's eyes brighten in understanding as she nods against my skin. "Ah, yes. The one that defies logic that the Mistress and Jun Li informed Gerra and I about after your celebration feast. Truly, the boons and tools available to you are boundless, little pup~."

Can't argue that. I give a little shrug before both of us shakily rise to standing on wobbly legs. Our faces turning to each other before bursting out in combined knowing laughter. I meander my way to my discarded effects, draping the now cold and wet garments to me in reactionary shivers. Though, its mostly from habit given the ambient temperature as well as my thermal buffs. Sam, meanwhile, simply fits a new, clean outfit effortlessly to her person from her ring. An action that makes me send a jealous look her way.

"What?" She says smartly before walking over and bopping my nose with a kiss. "I just reminded you of the wealth of your system. Surely you could procure a ring for yourself if you so desired. Or even make one, given your talents for inscriptions~. Now come along, you dirty girl. Let us be clean and presentable before we exclaim your success to the Mistress and the others~."

Is it wrong that my center physically tightens when she called me that? Or is that just from the lingering lust and taunting looks she flirts my way? Putting the question aside, I trot after her as she makes her way out of the forge and through the estate. Both of us sharing easy conversation with our hands locked together. An act that reminds me of how close we were getting before the bunker, and how farther along in our relationship we are now as a silly grin splays across my face.

As we enter into the herbal steamed air of the onsen, Sam turns to give me a questioning look at my happy features. I shake my head, raising the back of her hand to my lips before replying to the unspoken question, "Nothing~. I'm just really happy that we finally got this back, even if it was only gone for a few days. I missed this. Missed you."

Her face runs red in an instant, emerald eyes soft and wide before she meets my smile with her own. Her free hand coming to rest against my heated cheeks as she thumbs across the skin. "I did as well, Amelia. It was hard, both on my heart and on my mind, to see you going through that inner battle alone. One which I could only stand by and witness, my presence a bane more than boon for those sordid setting suns. But I am moved beyond words to finally hold your fingers in mine again. And more~. I love you."

"And I love you, you romantic, cheeky woman~." I coo back in soft reproach though she takes it in stride with a smile. Our lips gracing the other once more before we disrobe and enter the floral bath. Our heads leaning together as arms and legs again intertwine under the blissful, tranquil waters.