Girl Lovin' (Rya)

[Takchawee Ominotago]

Tak didn't have a lot of friends these days. Well... She never really had a lot of friends. She wasn't particularly anti-social, but she didn't go out of her way to meet people and get to know them, apart from mostly just carnal stuff and flings. But even those were in low supply these days - ever since her daughter was born, the Native girl had been lonely far more nights than not, and she was looking forward to graduating and having a fresh start somewhere new.

She did have a few people she would miss and come to visit, though. And she was going to see one of them now.

Tak knocked lightly on the door to Oriel's dorm before letting herself in, heading towards the younger boy's room with barely a glance around. When she reached it, however, she found it locked. She tried knocking, but no one answered. Phooey. Apparently he wasn't there.

Feeling a little bummed, Tak tapped her finger against her lower lip, wondering how long he might be away, or if she should text him, or... Something. It wasn't dire that she saw him, she just was a bit lonesome and wanted some company. With a soft sigh, she tossed her long, dark hair over her shoulder and stretched her arms above her head, showing off a peek of tawny skin under her crop top as she started to head back out of the room.

[Aryana Darcy]

Tipsy and content, a half downed mixed drink in the water bottle she held in her hand, Rya glided back from the student lounge and to her dorm to collect a few items before returning out. So when she reached her dorm and opened the door to a very beautiful woman with a disappointed pout on her lips, Rya stopped abruptly, clearly not expecting to see Tak at that moment.

"You looking for Oriel?" Rya asked, leaning against the doorway. "And let me guess, he failed to be here."

It wasn't surprising that Oriel wasn't around, even though lately Pheonix had been around their dorm even more, and thus meant that Oriel had been as well. However, Oriel still had a life, or so she was told, but his loss was her gain, right?

Wait, did she even answer the question? Who cared. She offered Tak a smile.

[Takchawee Ominotago]

Tak stopped and stepped back as the dorm door opened, expecting Oriel to be returning, but instead she was met with the lovely face of a certain Brit that wasn't unwelcome in the least either. Her features brightened, and she greeted Rya with a smile, shifting to the side to let the girl into her own dorm.

"Yeah," she replied, shrugging a shoulder. "I should have called before I came over, he's probably busy at the weight room or something." She knew he'd been lifting and dancing lately to get rid of excess energy; she was proud of him for putting it to good use.

"But... I think I've found some company anyway," she added, smiling wider as she glanced down at the bottle in Rya's hand. "You busy?" Tak liked Rya; the two had some things in common, even coming from different areas of the world. "I mean, I wouldn't want to intrude if you have other plans, but... It's been a while." Tak slipped her fingers through her long, dark hair with a coy look.

[Aryana Darcy]

Aha, so she was right! Oriel was out, and she never asked where he was going, much like how he never asked where she was going. Really, unless you considered insults shot back and forth speaking, they never really did speak to one another. The door closed behind Rya with a silent click and the Brit slid over to the counter with only a slight stumble in her step. Her mind was wandering already, and she had gotten a bit too caught up in the moment to realize there was a box sitting in the corner with some of her favorite snacks. "Fuck," she whispered to herself, catching herself on the edge of the counter.

A laugh bubbled up from the depths of her stomach and her hand instantly reached up to cover her mouth to muffle it and swallow it down. Now wasn't the time to be laughing at her own idiocy, Rya told herself, as there was a very attractive woman looking in her direction.

"Oh no, I have no plans. Though that doesn't mean i'm not adverse to making plans for the sake of entertaining a girl in need."

God, that was awful. Ah well, it already left her mouth, so what could she do?

[Takchawee Ominotago]

Tak's eyes widened and she stepped forward to help Rya if she needed it, her maternal instincts kicking in to make sure the girl was alright. "How much have you been drinking?" she asked. Not accusingly, just so Tak would be aware of what she was dealing with. It wasn't her business whether people chose to drink or not; while she rarely did, she also smoked herbs sometimes, which was frowned on by a lot. So Tak didn't judge. "Maybe you should sit down, hun. I don't want you to hurt yourself."

Still, she smiled faintly at the short laugh. Rya was stunning, even tipsy.

Tak slid an arm around the girl's waist for support, in case she accidentally took a stumble again (and, of course, because Tak did not at all mind being close to beautiful women). "I... Suppose I am in need," she replied with a small pout. "I wasn't sure what I was going to do once I realized the lion wasn't here."

If Rya was obliging, Tak began to help maneuver her to her room, one arm still around the small of her back while the other traced (unnecessarily) over the girl's toned stomach. "You work out, don't you?" she asked conversationally. "I wish I could get my abs back." Tak sighed. She'd managed to lose most of her pregnancy weight, but some of it was just too stubborn to leave, even after almost a year since giving birth.

[Aryana Darcy]

"Is that what you call him?" Rya had given many nicknames to the younger roommate, but lion was a very noble title, and most definitely not fitting for him. Maybe vulture. She really didn't mean that, or did she? She wasn't even sure, but she knew what was important to focus on and what wasn't, and Oriel's title with someone other than her did not mean a thing.

Tak's touch didn't help much with her focus, especially when she ran her fingers across her stomach; her already hazy thoughts were muddled even further, if only for a moment. "Hm?" She hummed lightly, trying to capture the question she asked within her mind. Did she work out? Oh, of course she did. "Yes. I'm a swimmer and I box." That statement was enough in itself, the two sports working her body in almost every way possible.

"I would kill to have the curves that you do," Rya slurred in response to her external thought. Granted, Rya was 99% sure it was the pregnancy curves, but while Rya did have decent curves, she was flat and most definitely didn't have the hips like Takchawee had; if the Hydro could have without any strings attached, she'd most definitely take them.

[Takchawee Ominotago]

Tak blinked, then laughed, realizing her own little pet name had slipped out unintentionally. "Yes," she admitted. "I mean, he has quite the mane, doesn't he?" She giggled again and shook her head. There were other reasons she'd picked the nickname, most based on her own ability to see past people's exteriors and see what they were really like. She was of the opinion that Oriel wasn't nearly as bad as he seemed.

She let out an impressed whistle as Rya explained what she did to keep herself in such excellent shape. "That's very impressive," she murmured, keeping her palm pressed against her firm abs for another moment too long before slipping it back to the Brit's hip. Tak carefully steered Rya into her room and led her to the bed. "I run when I can. And I do swim sometimes." But her metabolism was just different, she supposed. Sigh.

When Rya spoke about her curves, Tak laughed and propped a hand against her hip. "I guess we all just want what we don't have, right?" she chuckled. "Life is funny that way." She bit her lip and looked down, before peering up at the dark-haired girl with a sly smile. "You know what I'd like right now?" she said softly, leaning forward with her gaze slowly dropping. "A nice taste of those sweet-looking lips of yours, darling." Never the one for subtlety, Tak closed the distance between them until their mouths were just a hair away from each other, close enough that she could taste the alcohol on Rya's breath. "Can I have that, at least?" she breathed.

[Aryana Darcy]

"Most definitely," Takchawee was becoming increasingly more hands-on as the distance from her own bedroom closed and Rya was increasingly aware of the other woman's hands circling and pressing against her bare stomach. What did she want again? Hips... but not her own, or at least, not anymore.

"What do you want, dearest?" The Hydrokinetic hummed, her eyes briefly flicking down to Tak's lips, then her chest, and finally to the girl's hand which rested on her hip. It seemed as if they had the same idea because shortly after there was minimal distance between Tak and herself; the air buzzed with intoxicating desire. "Anything for you," She whispered, her hand sliding up to rest on the back of Tak's neck, her head pushing forward to close the last of distance with a soft touch of her lips.

Gently with very brief touches of their lips to tease was already driving the Brit mad, but she refrained from continuing; while she was usually the dominant ones in these situations, she wasn't exactly sure -she really wasn't sure of anything at the moment- what the green-eyed girl wanted from her, and so she decided to offer the control to Tak.

Rya pulled away slowly, removing her hand and pushing herself further back onto the bed, arms propping herself up to look at the other woman. "You sure you were here for Oriel?" The Brit offered a devious smile.

[Takchawee Ominotago]

A faint voice in the back of Tak's mind told her this probably wasn't exactly a good thing to do. Rya was drunk, and therefore couldn't entirely give her sober consent, but... From their interactions in the past, and how Rya was acting with her now, the Native girl thought it was clear enough that she was all for it, drunk or not. If it did end up going where it seemed it was, at least...

This was turning out better than if Oriel had been home.

Tak's eyelids fluttered shut as their lips met, enjoying the soft, plush feel of the British girl's lips against her own. It'd been so long since she had had the pleasure of being with a girl, she'd nearly forgotten how much better they typically were at this sort of stuff than boys. Hell, even drunk, Rya was astounding. Tak let out a faint sigh as they parted, hands having dropped to caress the girl's lean waist; they strayed slightly as Rya pushed herself back on the bed.

"I was before.... But I'm starting to be glad he wasn't home." With a smile, Tak followed after the stunning woman, straddling herself over Rya's lap and making no effort to hide her gaze trailing down, taking in that soft, succulent figure. "Mmm... Wanna have some fun, beautiful?"

Tak reached down to the hem of her own shirt, grasping the bottom of the crop top and easily pulling it up over her head and tossing it to the side. The Native girl had a bad habit of not wearing a bra; today was no different. "I don't want to take advantage of you," she murmured, leaning over so her breath whispered against Rya's ear. "Do you want to continue?"

[Aryana Darcy]

There was the possibility that, had Rya not been this drunk, she wouldn't have gone this far with Tak, not because she didn't want to, but because of certain issues in life. But this... now that she didn't care about what was going on in life, she was most definitely up for some distraction.

While she had been very openly bisexual, the last time she was with a woman had to be a year or so ago, and so this was almost as if it were something new. It was a nice change from the same sight and scene; and with Tak, everything about her was enticing, from her voice to her body, Rya knew she would have some fun.

"I know what I'm doing," The Hydro breathed, "And I know what I want," Lips found Tak's neck, and hands slid down to rest on her waist.

"You."

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A girl in her bed, Rya was standing beside her dresser, shifting through her clothing for some underwear. There was a blue tank top and white shorts already on the top of the wooden dresser, waiting to be put on. She had already retreated to the restroom to 'freshen up' and was expecting for Tak to be gone, but she arrived to see the girl still there.

"I'm curious," The Hydro said, turning her head to the look at the woman, "Have you always been able to do that with your mouth?" A smile graced her lips as she slipped on the fabric to cover her bottom half.

[Takchawee Ominotago]

A smile lit up Tak's face as Rya reacted to her forwardness, and a soft breath escaped past her lips as she felt the woman's lips touch her neck. Those words were all that the Native girl needed to keep going. And so she did.

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Tak relaxed in Rya's bed as the other girl got dressed, still relishing the aftermath of what had just happened. Mmmm.... She needed to do this with girls more often. Boys were fun and all, but a fellow female just... Knew right where to touch to get the best response. She yawned and propped herself up on her elbows, shamelessly not yet dressing herself and just gazing around the room while she waited for Rya to finish.

There was no reason to go, she thought. Maybe if she hung around long enough, Oriel would come back, and Tak could tease him about the show he'd missed. "Mmmm.... I guess I just get inspired by beautiful women," she chuckled out in a breathy voice, making no effort to hide the fact that she was watching Rya as she dressed. "I just couldn't stop myself." Tak rolled herself up off the bed and walked over to where Rya was, wrapping her arms around the taller girl from behind and kissing her shoulder. "I think... We should hang out more often," she murmured.

Although, a moment later, realization hit her, and Tak sighed. "Unfortunately I'll be moving out soon, though, so I don't know how much time we'll have left here." Her hands fell down to secure a button on Rya's shorts.

[Aryana Darcy]

Tak most definitely knew what she was doing, and would have been shocked to hear how long it had really been since the girl had been with another fellow female. Rya didn't ask about it since she more than likely didn't want the answer, or rather, she just didn't care. She only cared about how satisfied she was in that moment and how much she wasn't thinking about anything but trying to put a tank top on with a naked woman's chest pressed up against her back and arms situated around her waist.

"Ahh, our forthcoming graduation." In fact, she had quite a bit already packed up, but those things were hidden. Unless you had seen her room prior -the room with posters, drawings and seemingly meaningless things scattered throughout- you wouldn't even know that she was slowly moving herself out. She had to be done by June 20th, at least. Already, with a few months of prior planning, Rya had planned to live with a friend until the dorms were opened to the college students. She would start looking for a job, bring in as much income as she could possibly get her hands on, and slowly save for her own apartment with roughly a quarter of each paycheck, while the rest would go towards food and other necessities.

That was the life she was hoping for, at least.

Rya shifted out of Tak's arms and slipped on the tank top, eyes scanning the room for her own shoes. The Hydro wasn't planning on staying much longer, though it wasn't anything personal to Tak, she just had to be other places.

"So what are you going to do after you get out of here?" The Brit inquired in an attempt to maintain conversation.

[Takchawee Ominotago]

Tak wasn't particularly a clingy type - in fact, she prided herself on not getting attached to a single person since she was younger and had her first boyfriend - but that didn't mean she didn't like to show affection in the aftermath. Rya was just going to be the subject of a few cuddles and nuzzles until it was all over and just a memory.

"It's hard to believe it's finally here," she sighed, planting a kiss against the girls's shoulder. "I mean, I should have been out of here last year, but.... Circumstances." She'd left Hammel for a few months for some much-needed time at home to recover from the big events in her life. "I'll miss these sessions, I think. We'll have to do it again before we're both gone and on our own."

She didn't cling when Rya pulled away, instead turning to finally get her own clothes to slip on. Maybe Oriel was back now; if that was the case, she'd have gotten twice as much as she was looking for, coming to his dorm.

"Mm... I'm just going to community college until I can afford anything more," she sighed, slipping on her shirt. "I used to work at the House until it closed, and I haven't found another job since. I'm still looking, though." Soon her leggings were back on as well. "What about you? Big aspirations, I bet? You seem like someone who'd chase down her dreams without a problem," she smiled, looking up at Rya through her lashes.

[Aryana Darcy]

"Maybe," The brunette offered with a slight shrug; honestly, Rya didn't know how often she would 'do' this despite the overwhelming sensation of satisfaction coursing through her veins. Every so often, possibly, but even then, she wasn't one for continuously coming back to a single individual.

Rya scoffed at her own self, glad the woman removed herself when she shifted away the first time. Clinging wouldn't have gone well with the Hydrokinetic in this moment, but she was sure Tak understood that, which was why she was putting on her own clothes while continuing the process of speaking with her.

"No plans yet. Maybe find a job and sell some of my artwork to those who are willing to buy it." Never make anything definite, Rya had learned, because plans can change and people can, too. To be flexible was to be successful in life, and to be flexible meant to never expect anything more than she could provide herself.

"Well, I'm sure Oriel will be home sometime soon. You can hang out here if you'd like, but I have training I have to go to."