Smoke and MirrorsTakahashi Ai was a whimsical person.
She often thought of many things, different things, all at the same time, which may or may not have any relation to what she is actually doing. Her mind is distracted, but her body remains responsive, and quite active as well.
Her lips relearn the contours of her partner's supple body, murmuring hidden whispers to the heated skin. Nails dig in, leaving red marks that would take days to erase. Sheets twisted under writhing bodies, dimly lit from the moon shining through fogged windows...
She watches the smoky glass, distracted once more. Her partner does not stay passive, taking the opportunity to switch positions, pinning the not-unwilling Ai to the bed. Hungry mouths meet, clash, with no clear victor in sight.
Ai remains fixated on the window. Was that a cloud behind the glass, or was it the mist glistening on it? Her attention is shaken for a moment, eyes widening as her lover gets down to work, slippery as an eel. She returns to the matter at hand, her competitive streak triumphing her distraction. There are things she would never give in to without a fight.
So real and unreal at the same time. Their struggle for dominance seems temporal, and hard to grasp. Even as both of them hit orbit at the same time, Ai is reminded of the moon, misty and uncertain through the fogged glass...
It is much later, or early to be precise, and already the false dawn glimmered through the loosely drawn curtains. Ai is slouched in the oversized couch, clad only in a long dress shirt that reached to mid-thigh. Her trusty netbook lay on one knee, while the other was drawn up to where she could rest her chin on it.
She had not slept. Her mind was racing, fevered yet clear. Slender fingers flew across the keyboard, pausing only to delete whole lines, before replacing them anew. She was biting absently on her lower lip, a look of intense concentration on her face.
Her lover wakes. A light sleeper and a perpetual insomniac, she only slept when utterly worn out. Sex was one method with which she achieved that state. Stretching cat-like amidst silken sheets, she arches an eyebrow at the sight of her lover occupied with what looked suspiciously like work to her. That simply would not do. They rarely saw each other as it was, and they certainly wasn't going to waste precious time doing anything else other than having fun together.
The rustle of silk barely roused Ai's attention, her eyes remaining fixed on the glowing screen. She barely reacted even when slim arms looped around her neck from behind, her lover nuzzling affectionately into her ear. She simply hummed low in her throat, even as her lover nibbled her earlobe, whispering.
"Leaving me alone in bed isn't very nice, Ai."
"You need the sleep." Ai was distracted, but stuck by her inspiration despite the very tempting advances her demanding lover was making on her.
"You almost sound like you care." Her lover teased, hand already slipping down to cup the generous assets only half-hidden from view. The swift physical response and faint scent of arousal only brought a smile of triumph to the other girl. Ai still wanted her, even while working.
"You know that's not how it works." Ai retorted, managing to keep her voice steady. She was almost done as it was. Cocking her head to one side, she glanced up at her wildcat of a lover.
"I just had an idea I couldn't let go of. You know how that goes." Her lover raised an eyebrow, but her hands continue moving.
"Oh? I must not be doing a very good job then, if it gives you time to think about other things while we're
playing." As she spoke, she bit down lightly on a few sensitive spots on Ai's neck, eliciting a light gasp and hazed over eyes.
Ai was a little dazed from the assault, though she managed to steady herself enough to reply.
"On the contrary, I think that was part of the inspiration."
"Oh? Now I'm curious." This time Ai takes the initiative and captures her surprised lover into a deep kiss. Only the awkward angle forces them to break apart sooner rather than later, and Ai licks her lips like a cat that got the canary.
"It's for you anyway. I'll mail you a copy." She turns back to her netbook, still perched on her lap. Her lover is not amused.
"Oh no you don't. Come back here right now. " She scrambles over the low back of the couch, determined to win Ai back from the clutches of the evil machine.
Their lips meet again with the force of a tropical storm, and Ai's loosely buttoned shirt soon slides down her shoulders from the sustained assault. She returns the fervor with equal strength, one hand kneading her partner's bottom, drawing an approving moan in response.
Her other hand manages to click 'Send' on the completed file, and she only just puts the machine on standby right before her over-enthusiastic lover scrambles onto her lap and knocks the usurper onto the mercifully carpeted floor.
"Reina! My netbook!"
Wonky eyes were fiery and dark as Reina growls in response.
"Fuck the netbook. Now shut up before I throw the damn thing out of the window."
Ai gave in. There were some battles she didn't have to fight. Besides, it wasn't like she had anything to lose in compromising just this once...
The sun was well up by the time either of them got any more sleep.
Ai wakes up alone this time to see the sun setting. Stretching her infinitely sore muscles, she winces as she gets up, starting to retrieve her scattered clothing.
Her phone chirrups just as she located her stockings (under a dresser, of all places). She picks it up, and her lips curve upwards at the message.
I had a great night.
See you around sometime, Tiger. 
P.S. Thanks for the verse, you weirdo.Ai grins as she snaps her phone shut. Now to find the rest of her things...
~*~ Two Months Later ~*~
"And now, first on the Oricon charts, a new entry?! Here it is...Smoke and Mirrors by Tanaka Reina..."Ai looks up idly from the draft in her hand at the sound of a familiar name, twirling a pen in her fingers as she puzzled over her work. She is unsurprised by Reina's name; she knew who exactly she was sleeping with, after all. Though it wasn't like she asked the first time they did it, and somehow it never came up in subsequent trysts.
We ask no questions, tell no lies
Leaving our masks behind
In a land where secrets never riseHer pen pauses in mid-chicken-scratch (that she couldn't even read herself sometimes). The lyrics were hauntingly familiar.
The you I see
A dream of me
We are passserbys in the mist
Your touch is real
But the only thing I see...Of course. Ai laughs, suddenly, in comprehension. That sneaky little brat, turning something like that into a song. Clever of her, though a risky move. Ai wondered who she named as the lyricist. Surely not herself, because no one else knew about their clandestine relationship. Hell, no one even knew that they even
knew of each other, much less being much of anything else.
And Ai wanted to keep it that way. She didn't need the spotlight in being linked to a famous singer. She had her own niche, known in her own circles. No need for to trail along in the shadow of someone else. Fame wasn't that important, not to her.
Smoke and Mirrors
The you reflected in me
Is it real or fantasy?
I punch through the darkness, reaching
Nothing, but
Smoke and MirrorsLeaning back in her comfy chair, Ai lets the sound of Reina's voice from the radio wash over her. It was sung in a much lower timbre than most of Reina's songs were, though Ai certainly didn't listen to enough of her songs as it was. She wasn't even a fan, for goodness sake. She was far more interested in Reina the person than Reina the singer. However,
this song interested her in more than one way, the least of which being that Reina sounded like she was having sex with the song. And
that turned her on more than anything else could...
Well, except maybe Reina herself, but the person in question was unavailable at the moment.
As if reading her thoughts, her phone sang out. Flipping it open, the message contained therein was brief, but direct.
Usual place. I'm waiting.Ai raised an eyebrow. Her fingers typed up a reply before she even stopped to think.
Do you expect me to come running at your call?The response she received was almost instant.
No. Then her phone rang. She picked up without really thinking.
"I ditched the after-party." Came the breathless first words. Reina's voice was restless, active, full of life and energy. The sheer force of it was magnetic, hypnotizing. It was what drew Ai to her in the first place, made her reckless enough to jump headfirst into...whatever it was they shared.
"Really." Ai got up from her chair, her writing materials scattering without notice as she sauntered out of her room towards the hall.
"You heard on the news?" Reina moved on like a hurricane. Ai could never fully expect what was coming next from her fiery lover. Their thoughts moved on parallel lines.
"Radio, actually. Congratulations." Ai said offhandedly. She came to her front door, then leaned her back against it, waiting.
"Your lyrics were great. Can I hire you?" There was a teasing note in Reina's voice, and Ai could almost picture the toothy grin the younger girl was wearing.
"You wouldn't be able to afford me." Ai replied loftily, drawing a short bark of laughter from the other side. Ai hid a smile, playing the game as long as Reina wanted.
"No I wouldn't. Perhaps freelance though? We could work out an...arrangement." Reina's tone became flirtatious, and Ai had to resist a strong urge to reach out to her lover there and then.
"Inspiration doesn't come cheap, m'dear." Ai's voice was husky, almost dripping with desire.
"Perhaps I could...pay in kind." Reina's voice was smoky, aflame with barely restrained passion, which was the last straw for Ai, really.
She threw open the door, and Reina hung up, rising sinuously to her feet.
"You lose." Reina declared smugly, removing the large shades covering most of her face. Ai reached out and took them from her, tossing them aside carelessly and pulling the real Reina in with her.
"On the contrary, I think I won." She purred.
The door slammed shut behind them.
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Don't ask me how I got this idea. I was just talking to rokun about ReinAi when this just suddenly popped into my head.
I hope I rescued ReinAi a little with this! Maybe!
*prances into dreamland*
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