Synopsis: Rin and Sion discuss magical matters in Rin's fancy Clock Tower office, and Sion offers an alternate manner of payment for Rin's help with magecraft.
Written, of course, for Leo. Not perfect, but I did what I could before the poor guy went to sleep. :P
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Not-so Average One
It's no secret that two of the most notable branches of the Mage's Association, the Clock Tower in London and the Atlas alchemists in Egypt, came together form time to time. Despite the physical distance between the two cities, they were common allies, aiding each other in their respective fields, with some butting of heads, but overall minimal conflict.
It seemed like no coincidence, then, that two especially talented young women rose through the ranks of the Clock Tower and Atlas, respectively. Strangely enough, to those around them, they rarely spoke, as if they never had a clue about the others existence. Rin Tohsaka of the Clock Tower, already a high class lecturer and researcher, seemed bound enough by her own duties and spent time working with other magi to advance magecraft.
Unlike her, though, Sion Eltnam Atlasia, an alchemist prodigy, traveled the world searching for ways to improve the capabilities of herself and her colleagues. For any alchemist, this would invariably lead to involvement with the Clock Tower, to use their host of resources and talented individuals, and Sion was no exception.
In the evening after a particularly boorish interview with some Lords of the Clock Tower, Rin was in her relatively small office, doing her best to avoid falling asleep. A book was gripped weakly in her hands, and she jolted back to her senses when it started to flip forward, out of her hands. She didn't even want to walk back to her home; in London the streets could be so crowded at all times of day, and she didn't want to deal with commuting so often. Even magi had the problems of more mundane people.
Tossing a side of her brown, twin-tailed hair behind her back, she checked the pile of tomes she had on her desk and sigh, placing the one she was holding down right beside a few notices. A man who went by the title of “Lord El-Melloi II” apparently wished to speak with her, along with the head of the Edelfelt family and a number of others that didn't catch her eye quite so much.
It came as no surprise to her when she heard a knock on the door, a few metres to her left. Rin didn't feel at all like standing up from her comfy red velvet chair, and so she kept lounging. A faint figure could be seen past the glossy window of the door, but no strong features could be noted. Sometimes, Rin felt like a private detective with her office like this. If it was decent to do so and she wasn't in such a stuffy, formal place like this, she might even have kicked her feet up onto her desk, and put a cool brown fedora on her head. Still, there was a visitor, and she had to keep her ladylike composure.
“Please, do let yourself in.” Regardless of the situation or her attitude, her position as a magus and the Tohsaka heir required her to at least speak politely.
She heard the doorknob click and saw it turn. It creaked open, and the first thing that caught her eye was long, purple braid of hair, swinging gently. A girl stepped in the room, closing the door behind her, and Rin motioned for her to sit in the chair right in front of her desk. The girl, no older than her early twenties, wore a purple beret that matched her eyes and hair, and her outfit was similarly coloured. She was actually dressed quite formally, and Rin would've brushed her off as just another apprentice magus if it wasn't for the fact that she recognized her.
“Sion Eltnam Atlasia.” The girl introduced herself curtly. “You are Rin Tohsaka, yes?”
Rin nodded. “You're from Atlas, aren't you?” She tilted her head, curious as to why an alchemist such as Sion would seek out a talented, but relatively low-status magus such as Rin. Perhaps it was because their situations were similar, or perhaps there was something that only Rin could help her with. It was that curiosity that kept her awake and aware when she normally would have just drifted off, half paying attention to whomever had come to visit her.
The alchemist slid an unruly few strands of hair behind her ear. “Yes, I am. Though I rarely travel here, it has come to my attention that you are an expert in jewel magecraft, and the transference of energy into such objects. This would be useful for a field of study that I am concerned with recently, regarding jewels that can create one-time activated effects, and long-lasting, passive influences on the wearer.”
With a sigh Rin stood up, not quite ready to be moving about after being so comfortable in her chair. Still, this girl clearly needed help that only Rin could provide, so she stepped around her desk and guided the young alchemist to a specific one of the bookshelves across the room, illuminated by the sconce light on the ceiling. The one window in the room was covered with closed blinds, so no outside light could get in, and there could be no one peeking inside to catch a glimpse of the famed Rin Tohsaka at work.
She drew her finger along the spines of a few books, all hardcover and of differing thicknesses. She eventually settled on a red one with no title written on the spine, pulling it out with one hand and deftly opening it, flipping through a few pages.
“Yes, this should be it.” She mumbled, tracing along some illustrations and particularly important lines in the text. The pages were yellowed and old, and folds could be seen where Rin had marked her place whilst reading this long ago; this tome had offered up a great deal of knowledge to her over the years, and was in a strange sort of way special to her.
Out of the corner of her eye she made a note of the quiet alchemist's outfit, seeing that she wore thigh-high socks and a white miniskirt, much like Rin's own fashion style. She chuckled under her breath and Sion gave her a weird look.
Right in front of her desk she stopped and looked up at Sion. “What do you need this for? It should teach you basic theory, but I doubt you really will need my actual help with whatever you're aiming to do, unless you wish to perform some kind of High Thaumaturgy with jewel magecraft.” She laughed at the thought, dismissing it. The image of a bunch of magi gathered and chanting about a frilly rock trying to put prana into it amused her at that moment. At least this visit was being offhandedly entertaining, she thought.
“I need it for a friend.” Sion had a serious look on her face. “She has certain... deficiencies, that I must attend to, and this happens to be in line with Atlas research. Thus, I came here to find at least a clue to how I can solve this problem and integrate it into my own alchemy.”
Hm. Rin slowly nodded at that, recalling her own friends. She doubted any of them would really need something magical, since almost all of them were just normal people. “What can you tell me about this girl? Is she a magus that is unable to properly circulate prana through her body, or perhaps are her magic circuits not aligned correctly?”
Sion shook her head, her braid swinging back and forth. “No, she's a different sort. I am afraid that I cannot explain her problems, as that would be rude and against her privacy, but do understand that it is very pertinent to Atlas goals.”
“Heh.” The magus let out a small chuckle, and leaned backwards against her desk, supporting herself with one hand, the book in the other. “Well, to be honest, you could've just said that it was for a friend in the first place. I'm not like one of those old curmudgeonly magi who deal with nothing but business. I've got a heart, you know.”
Shifting her hips to the side and cradling her chin with one hand, Sion let out a little 'hmm' and looked to be in deep thought for a while. “I did not expect that, actually. I had a good feeling about you, but it seems that those vague expectations were greater than normally possible. It's good to meet someone who understands, Lady Tohsaka.”
Rin winked at her, smiling. “Don't worry about it. And please, call me 'Rin' from now on; I don't think I'm so old to be considered a 'Lady'...” Her face blanched at the thought, and she looked away sharply. She was only twenty; that was still young, especially for someone of her stature.
“Ah, I see. That is acceptable. Then, I give-” Sion quickly shook her head, and took a breath. “Refer to me as 'Sion,' then.” Her cheeks turned a faint red for a moment. “This is quite unusual; it is not unlike speaking with my friend.”
“Well, friends are a good thing to have, aren't they?” Rin shrugged. Her hand slipped backward for a moment and pushed aside her nameplate, but she caught herself before she lost her balance. “Anyways, I hope you get some good use out of this book.” She handed the thick red tome to Sion, weighing it for a moment in her hand. It felt strange, giving this away, but she knew Sion well enough now to trust her to treat it well. Their soft fingers slipped gently against each other for a moment, and Rin immediately pulled back, using her other hand slipping again as a quick, easy excuse for that. It was strange, the chill she felt form Sion's touch, and she pursed her lips before looking back up at the alchemist.
As she grasped the book in both hands, Sion examined the cover and flipped through a few pages on a whim, checking it. She could read at a lightning pace, and understood whole sections of text just by flicking her gaze across them for a moment or two. Rin was completely astonished at this girl who gave an honest, understanding nod every so often, showing that she really did know what she was reading.
“A-are you going to actually need that for an extended period of time?” Asked Rin, raising an eyebrow. “My office isn't a library, you know. If you want the book, just take it.”
Closing the volume with a short thud, Sion looked up at the girl dressed in her usual red and black. “I noticed from your expression that this item is of importance to you. Should I really keep it for an extended period of time?”
Rin nodded, and sighed. Sion hit the needle on the head, and more than once Rin caught herself glancing longingly at the book. “Well, yes. I'll have you pay for that and a small lesson on transference of power whenever you have time, okay?”
There are many ways for magi to pay each other. Most often they exchange research and notes, but in the case of a magus and an alchemist, that's not always very possible. Other times they might use modern money, but Rin's natural stinginess allowed her to amass a small fortune in her time with the Clock Tower.
Sion, then, had something else in mind.
She stepped a foot closer to Rin, putting the book on the desk behind her. “You've never had a... boyfriend before, have you?”
After a delay of a few seconds, Rin shook her head. “There was one guy I was into back in high school, but I don't think he's interested, and we're just friends. W-why do you ask?” The killer question. Despite her seemingly shy and quiet demeanour, Sion was actually quite forward, especially when there was something that clearly needed to be done. Rin was almost overwhelmed with the girl's rich fragrance, filling up her senses.
“I... used to be with someone.” Sion said, biting her lip. “She passed away a few years ago, unfortunately, and though it took some time I have moved on.”
“Y-you're saying... that you're interested in women?” Rin was hesitant, not wanting to make any assumptions regardless of the evidence she was presented with.
Sion inhaled a deep, thoughtful breath. “That would be correct, yes. I will not pass judgement on you, but based on your reactions so far, you aren't taking this poorly. I see that your expression denotes definite interest, veiled by momentary shock.”
Sion Eltnam Atlasia: master of deduction, master of... seduction?
“Ah, I get it now.” Rin shrugged, and looked away for a moment, recalling a scene from years past. “I'll admit, I did spend a night with a woman, once. She was British and quite beautiful, and she wasn't unwilling to go along with my advances. I take it you're aiming for that sort of payment, then?” They both knew what she was referring to.
The alchemist moved even closer to Rin, placing her hands on those of the young magus. Their fingers intertwined on the desk, and Rin could feel the contrasting sensations of Sion's hot breath on her cheek and cold fingers on hers, both at once. She swallowed, not exactly prepared for this outcome, and surprised by Sion's tenacity.
After a few, silent moments...
“Alright. I can accept this as payment.” Her gaze flicked down to Sion's lips for just an instant, and immediately after she found the girl kissing her, lips pressed to hers. Despite her strangely cool skin, Sion had warm, soft lips, and Rin found herself more than willingly reciprocating. Their fingers still locked together, Sion pressed her body to Rin's, almost leaning her right over the desk. She was quite forward, already slipping her tongue into Rin's mouth.
Their tongues met, sliding against each other, hot and slippery. Rin hadn't felt a sensation like this in ages, and it sent a shiver down her spine. Unwilling to break the kiss, she blindly felt around with her right hand, bringing it up and along Sion's arm, to her shoulder, and then down her gently curved back, feeling the soft fabric of her clothes. Her hand slipped underneath, and as best as she could she reached up, eventually feeling a hard, thin line that ran across the width of Sion's back. Feeling along that, Rin managed to find the strap to Sion's bra, and with her nimble fingers undid it, letting it click open. Sion let out a gasp at that, and then rolled her shoulders, trying to get her bra more loose.
Soon enough, while their lips and tongues were still busy, Sion brought both of her hands up to the front of her formal purple shirt, loosening her saffron tie and letting it slide down. With that out of the way she could start undoing buttons, giving Rin's now wandering eyes a good view down her shirt as a thin line of cleavage opened up.
They broke the kiss for long enough to get Sion's top off, and her bra fell uselessly to the ground as well. Her eyes still closed, Rin brought her hands to her waist and pulled up on the hems of her own sweater, bringing it over her head and tossing it to the side. Their lips were pressed together shortly afterwards, but now with the feeling of Sion's hard nipples on Rin's delicate skin.
It was Sion's turn, and she easily unhooked Rin's bra, letting it drop backwards onto the desk. Their breasts were completely uncovered, and the two women pressed their chests together. Sion wrapped her arms tightly around Rin, holding her close; Rin put one hand on the back of Sion's head, tousling her hair and knocking off the girl's purple beret.
Her other hand explored elsewhere, sliding cautiously down Sion's smooth back. It soon touched the fabric of her white miniskirt, and slipped underneath with a discreet flick. Rin's hand groped about, kneading Sion's butt with tender fingers, slipping underneath thin panties. The two giggled a bit and continued kissing, enjoying the simple feeling of each others breath. Their scents intermingled into something extraordinary, and Rin slipped her lips from Sion's own just to reach up and kiss the girl's hair and smell the sweet fragrance that was to be found there. She took it in as if drinking lush, cool water, and as she did so she undid the zipper on Sion's miniskirt, being very clever and tactical in her movements, not letting Sion notice the difference until the skirt had slipped down her legs to the ground.
Sion stepped up and out of her miniskirt, feeling the warm body of Rin against her.
“Are you sure you want to go first?” She asked, tilting her head and looking Rin in the eyes.
The magus nodded, her twintails bobbing up and down. “I'm sure. Just... wait one moment.” Sion had surprisingly wide hips, Rin noticed, and large, round breasts. She felt a twinge of envy, wishing that she had this woman's incredible figure, but let up, knowing that she could spend her time freely enjoying it. After all, this was how she was being paid.
She took in a slow breath, stroking Sion's cold skin up and down along her waist. “Alright, turn around.” Sion did exactly that.
Her almost completely bare skin was flush with Rin's, and the feeling of Sion's curvy butt against her crotch was a tantalizing, mouthwatering one. Her mind was flooded with ideas of what she could do, but she needed to keep it simple. One hand went up, squeezing and kneading Sion's breasts, eliciting a small, sharp gasp from the girl. The other snaked its way downward along Sion's stomach, fingers caressing wide on her skin and playing with her navel, stroking it like as if it was her clit. Of course, Sion was far from a naive girl, and she knew just what Rin was getting at.
“Don't worry, I'll be fine.” Sion reassured her partner in this, noting that the girl had stopped just short of her crotch. “It's not my first time.”
Rin nodded, a very small and barely noticeable motion. “Ah, okay.” She said very little, and moved her fingers downward just a little more, until they slipped underneath Sion's panties, sliding ever so close to the girl's most sensitive parts.
Sion accepted it with a wince, and her breaths started to get more shallow, her eyes dilating. Rin's head fell upon her shoulder and the magus let out a contented sigh, happy just to draw in the smell of Sion's soft, purple hair. The long braid was comfortable against her skin, and she didn't mind it at all, not wanting to undo it.
Panties were slipped down by Rin to just above Sion's knees, giving Rin plenty of room to work with. Sion let out a small sigh, and closed her eyes tight. She knew what was coming next.
With soft, circular motions, Rin's fingers rubbed around Sion's tender folds, stroking her clit in up and down motions, applying gentle pressure to the area. The girl nodded, a smile on her face, and Rin took that motion as a hint for her to continue, going further. Rin deftly slipped her two fingers inside Sion's slit, feeling a warm tight embrace. Sion's muscles tightened against the intrusion but, as if my magic, Rin slid in and around to stimulate the girl, loosening her up in no time. She was able to press in further, bringing her fingers in past the first knuckle, then the second, moving in a hook shape, forward and up, tickling Sion's inside walls.
“Ah, keep going, Rin.” Sion told her breathily, her words quiet but understandable.
With her thumb, Rin occasionally pressed down against Sion's clit when she pulled out for a moment or two, making the girl shiver with pleasure.
Her fingers continued to advanced, going in, then out, the feeling of slipping out being just as incredible a sensation for Sion as exploring inside. Rin's speed began to pick up, too and she became much more daring, working Sion much more roughly. It only felt better for the girl, and her regular gasp was replaced with arrhythmic moans and sounds of her swallowing, her mouth watering from the all encompassing pleasure that was flooding her.
She let out a long sigh. “R-rin, ah, heh, k-k-keep going, faster. I-I'm almost there, just a few... more...” Her legs squirmed about as Rin's fingers slid around inside her, with Rin laughing with seemingly perverse glee. She slipped her fingers in especially deep, working them to perfectly complement Sion's inner tightness.
“Ah, I'm... I'm going to come, please... just once, just a little... Aaaahhh!”
Rin felt a sticky fluid like honey start to flow down and drip off of her fingers, and with a deft movement as if it had been planned the whole time, she rubbed Sion's clit once, twice more, and then brought her own two fingers to her mouth. Rin made exaggerated moans of pleasure as she licked on and sucked Sion's sweet juice off of her fingers. It was a taste that Rin was vaguely familiar with, and most certainly enjoyed. It was like bringing back an old memory, and she wanted every piece of it.
"You... you're pretty good." Sion breathed, looking up at Rin and smiling. She was giving payment to this girl, but she was wondering if this was at all equivalent exchange.
However, she wasn't going to be overtaken by just one, deep, orgasm. She did an about turn to face Rin and winked, a mischievous smile forming on her face. Rin had to wonder what she had planned, but could hardly react as the girl dropped her miniskirt with the hands of someone who was truly skilled. Their warm socks were pressed against each other and Rin felt some of the liquid from Sion's crotch on the skin of her thighs.
Sion pressed a deep kiss to Rin's lips, bringing her tongue into her mouth to get a taste of what her own fluids were like. It was foreign and in a way exotic, especially when mixed with the hot saliva already in Rin's mouth, but it was overall far from a bad taste. Sion wanted more of it, in fact, and was already making preparations for what she would do. Rin would never expect this, she knew, and so she let out a light giggle.
Rin didn't know what to do; just moments ago she was in a position of dominance, but Sion had effortlessly turned that around, making Rin almost worried about what Sion had thought up for her. It was obvious that she knew what she was doing and had been preparing for this sort of “payment” from perhaps the beginning of their meeting. However, Rin didn't think much of Sion's sexual ability, especially compared to her own, and contented herself with enjoying whatever the woman had to give her. She was expected something good at most, but not greater.
She pursed her lips, watching and sighing with satisfaction as Sion fondled one of her breasts, her face sliding down her stomach. Just as Rin had played about with her fingers, Sion seemed to specialize with her tongue, stimulating all the same places on Rin's body that Rin had done on Sion's... the clever play made Rin smile, and she put one hand on Sion's back, stroking up and down. This was a nice experience, she thought, and gently closed her eyes. She could feel her panties being dropped down, sliding to her feet, and it was almost serene.
An instant later, though, she was rocked from that idle peace when she felt Sion's tongue probing right into her slit, laving at her clit for just a moment to give Rin a jolt of ecstasy through her body. Immediately afterwards Sion brought her tongue right inside Rin, licking in a skilful manner that Rin didn't think possible. The alchemist's tongue, clearly her other vaunted talent, swirled about, its motions clear but unpredictable, as if calculated to be perfectly pleasurable to Rin's specific desires. It was simply like nothing she had ever felt before, and her body started getting immensely hot.
“S-s-s-sion!!” She almost shouted, but quickly quieted herself to little more than a whisper. “H-how are you doing th-that? I'm... I'm going to come!”
Sion giggled softly, her light breath on Rin's flesh only making the experience yet more pleasurable. Her tongue continued to explore around, sliding in and out, a squishy, wet, hot feeling totally unlike anything else.
Rin brought a hand straight from Sion's back to her head, pressing her down on her crotch. She had gotten up on the desk, her butt sticking with sweat to the polished wood. Sion's head was firmly between her thighs, and the sheer pleasure was overwhelming.
There was no way she could resist. “Ah, S-sion, I'm... come, I-aaahhh, ahh!” A shudder rocked through her body and she almost fell backwards onto her desk, her crotch wet and the sounds of lapping and licking coming from right there. She closed her eyes as tight as she could manage, and she allowed Sion to lick her clean. The girl was remarkably obedient and happy to do so, and that only made Rin even more dazed. Her head felt light and her office was spinning around her; this was beyond... beyond anything. She never knew Sion was actually that skilled.
Swallowing, Sion stood up and brought her panties back up where they belonged, along with her skirt and other loosed clothes. She gave Rin a wink, and a light peck on the cheek. The girl rubbed where she had been kissed, as if it was enchanted by some spell. It almost felt numb there, and it was a while before she came back to her senses.
“Th-that was incredible, Sion. I loved it! How did you learn some-”
Sion had completely dressed in a short space of time, collecting up all of her clothes and getting prim and proper once again. She had the red book in one hand, and with the other she turned the knob on Rin's office door, ready to leave.
“Hey, er... wait, Sion!” Rin gathered up her words, slipping up her panties and covering her breasts with one arm. She made sure to stay in a spot where she couldn't be seen from outside her office. “C-could you... stay for a while? I mean, not here, but just around the Clock Tower.” Raising her wrist she checked her watch, and her face went pale. “I've got an appointment coming here in less than a minute, so you have to go!!”
Her breaths started getting short and hurried as she rushed to get dressed again. She barely had time to notice Sion shrugging and waving goodbye, her normally steady swaying hips made stiff by what had just just happened in that office, minutes ago. It hadn't lasted more than ten or so minutes, but it felt like hours. Rin almost expected to see complete darkness outside of her window, but in her state she didn't dare expose herself any more than she had to.
In fact, she barely had time to get dressed and decent before there was a knock at her door again, and with a barely concealed blush she let the person in.
During the whole appointment, she couldn't bring her thoughts off of that strange purple haired alchemist and her magnificent, delicate tongue.
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A nice, tight quickie. Amusingly enough, half of it is talking, but hey. I like my porn plots to at least have a good deal of setup, and to make sense.
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