I don't own the rights to Ayame, Fitcher, Zelos, Paine or anyone else who creeps up.(Although Ayame and Paine live in my closet...)
Ok, now, this is still a GirlxGirl fic, but the most that will happen is kissing and perhaps groping, I have decided now that I would prefer it to be more plot orientated, so that means up untill the Tournament arc (Chapter 16 onwards) will be a 18, whereas the Tournament arc and any arcs after will most likely be a 15-18 rating. Also later on (Chapter 17 +) there will be deaths and a epidemic, so be warned, if you have a light stomach, be careful when you read.
Also, about when the fic will be updated, it will be updated whenever I have time to.
Chapter 1: Moving In
Fitcher pushed open the door with his elbow as he carried a giggling Ayame into their new house, a newly built mansion.
“Almost there hun” he laughed a little as he carried her into the lounge and set her down on the sofa there. She looked up at him and held her arms out
“Thanks dear, your always so sweet to me” she grinned and motioned for him to come closer, pulling on his vest.
Fitcher climbed onto the sofa and passionately kissed Ayame as she wrapped her arms around him. He ran his hands up her legs and softly squeezed her peachy arse as she let out a soft moan.
“Fitchee, are we gonna christen this house?” she looked into his eyes full of love and hornyness as she licked her lips and pulled Fitcher’s face closer to hers. She kissed him passionately and lovingly as her hands desperately unbuttoned his vest and then his belt. She pulled the vest over his head and threw it to the floor as she looked around. Crates were lined around the room with some of their valuables. The rest of their stuff coming in the delivery van down the road.
Fitcher unbuttoned Ayame’s top and grinned at the see-through netting under it holding her great breasts. Fitcher swept his lips over Ayame’s lips again and forced them open with his tongue. She moaned as his tongue mixed with hers as she swallowed their saliva, she thrust her hips up showing that she wanted him.
They stayed in the same position for a couple of minutes until they heard a knock on the door. The couple quickly arranged their clothes and made their way to the door.
When they answered they were greeted by the delivery man, his long red hair running down his back as he grinned at the two. He spoke in a cockney accent.
“Alreet me ol mucker! Mah names Zelos, that’s Z-E-L-O-S” he spoke swiftly “ah came for the ummmm the ummmm” he struggled as Ayame and Fitcher gave him a funny look, he wasn’t the brightest of people it seemed. Fitcher turned to Ayame, “I don’t understand a word he is saying.” Ayame nodded in approval
“So me ol muckers, I ave yer gear an all back in the van, sha ah get if fo yer?” Zelos went on again smiling. Fitcher and Ayame thought for a while, trying to figure out the funny language before nodding out a yes. Zelos ran back to the van and started to unpack.
It took Zelos 6 hours, count em 6 HOURS to finally get everything into the house, he had only stopped once too, granted, he when he did have a break he locked up the van then spent 2 hours looking for his keys which he had misplaced, after finding them he finally unpacked and helped Fitcher move some of the furniture into the rooms as Ayame sat staring at Fitcher’s arse sipping a milkshake she had made.
“Right, that’ll be a score mate” Zelos put his hand out for his money
Fitcher looked at him as if he was a moron. “A score!? No way mate! You can have £140 and that can be it at most.” He told the red head as he stuffed a couple of notes into Zelos’ hand. Zelos sighed and complained about something as he walked off to the van, he knew it would be a pointless fight against Fitcher to try and get more money out.
Ayame snuck up to Fitcher as he closed the door and snuck her hands down his pants. “mmmmm your hard Fitchee” she purred. Fitcher grinned back at her as she walked him round to the back of the house. She finally got round the back and pointed. “Look what I found dear” she grinned as she stroked him harder, her hands pointing at an outdoor pool and hot springs.
“Wow, those look inviting don’t they hun” Fitcher managed to stumble out of his mouth as Ayame’s fingers drove him wild. She purred more as she pulled her hands from his pants and kissed Fitcher passionately on the face. Fitcher patted her hair as she sucked up his tongue and moaned as she tasted his tongue.
A few minutes later she sat on the side of the pool and dipped her feet in, the warm summer’s day making her fidget in her clothes. Fitcher brought over a cold drink as she kissed him in thanks. Fitcher soon pulled his top, undies and trousers off and set them in the basket before sliding into the pool as Ayame smiled at him and stared at his naked form in the water.
Ayame pulled down her skirt and undies before pulling off her top and netting. She set them in the basket along with Fitcher’s clothes. She giggled as he stared at her nakedness before diving into the clear blue water. She came up for air straight away as she let off a scream as she figured out it was ****ing freezing in the water.
Fitcher laughed at his wife’s miss-fortune and swam over to hold her in his arms. She wiped the water from her eyes and dived under his legs as he made his way over to her. He growled playfully at her as she stuck her tongue out at him.
Fitcher started chasing Ayame round the pool trying to grab her legs every now and again as they both giggled and laughed. Ayame eventually grew weary as she swam towards the pool edge. She sighed as she felt a warm gush of air hit her as she looked around. “ahhhh Fitchee! The hot springs heat this part” she indulged herself in the pools warmth as Fitcher swam over to her. “Oh yea! Your right, it is warm here hun” he spoke as he kissed her neck. She let out a moan and held her neck out for him to kiss and lick. This was short lived as they heard somebody knocking on the door loudly.
“Awwww I was enjoying that too” Ayame complained at she quickly got dressed, leaving the netting in the basket, no time for that she decided, Fitcher just put on his shirt, undies and trouser and ran after her. The knocking was getting louder and louder and a girl’s voice complaining was heard behind the door. Ayame opened the door as a young girl of about 18 or 19 jumped back blushing.
She had wild silver hair that seemed to dance in the warm breeze, her red eyes staring at the couple who answered the door. She wore a tight black top showing the size of her breasts (pretty large :P) and exposing her belly button. She wore a pair of Black shorts with some belts attached to them. She also wore two red straps that ran over her shoulders and over her breasts and down to her tights holding them up. She wore black boots that looked out of fashion. She wore a necklace around her neck with held a jewel.
The girl smiled up at Ayame and Fitcher and spoke “Hi, My name is Paine.”
Ayame and Fitcher looked at each other and shrugged “ummm hello?” they noticed Paine struggling with a bag and two more were laying on the pathway in the front drive-way. Paine looked at them and spoke softly again “yea, you agreed that you would let me live here as long as I did some housework.” She blinked again. Ayame finally clicked on “ohhhh! You’re the maid!” she shook Paine’s hand “we totally forgotten about that.” Ayame continued as Fitcher shook Paine’s hand.
Fitcher walked over to Paine’s bags and helped her carry them in as she smiled softly and mouthed a thank you. They navigated a few corridors and got to the large bedrooms. About 3 or 4 rooms were down this corridor as Ayame opened a door to a room and shown Paine around. Fitcher set the bags on the bed as Paine looked in wonder at the lovely room she was stood in; anything that she would need would be in there. A large wardrobe for clothes, a bookshelf with some books, videos and DVDs on them, there was even a Gamecube in a unit under the TV. She smiled at the two and thanked them. She then walked over to her cases and started to unpack.
Ayame and Fitcher walked down the corridor after showing Paine to her room. “She’s pretty quiet.” Fitcher told Ayame who nodded and with that she gave him a tight squeezing hug. “Fitchee, I don’t want you to leave tomorrow.” She looked up at him. Fitcher stroked her hair. “I know hun, I don’t want to leave either, but I have to, it’s my job, if we don’t work this business out then we can’t afford this house or have beautiful maids run around after us or be able to swim in swimming pools and lounge in Hot springs, don’t worry, it’ll only be a week, and besides, you got Paine to talk to, why don’t you go do stuff with her?” he petted Ayame’s hair.
Paine finished unpacking her clothes and hung them in the wardrobe. She smiled a little as she silently thanked Ayame and Fitcher for their kindness to her. She took out some silk PJs and put them on and set her clothes on the bedside. She then creeped under the covers and got the first bit of goodnights sleep she had in what seemed like an eternity.