[FIN] Eyes Don't Lie (Leon, Lorina)

[Lorina]

Lorina worried greatly over Nairore's more far more volatile mood set, and she had a faint idea as to why. Her sister had wrapped her arm around her stomach protectively when she had stunned her, and never had she made such a gesture before when she witnessed her sister practice with the Knights and their fathers. She had always had a knack for reading people, and her sister was like an open book to her. There was little that Nairore could hide from her for too long, and so she merely waited for her sister to provide the affirmation to her suspicions. This was all so hectic and everything was such a mess now, and Lorina knew she should be angry at her sister for pummeling the man she was in love with, but her sister just looked so lost and weary. What had happened during those months training that had made her so? If the Gerudo King had done something to her sister, then Lorina would die trying to kill him.

"That's why you have me, so I can do that for you," she replied gently. She could hear the sadness that tinged her sister's voice, and she was at a loss of how she could make things better. She blinked at Nairore's request to apologize to Leon on her behalf, and a bright smile lit up her features. She was quite glad that her sister did regret her hasty actions, and she knew the Knight would be deliriously happy over the words. Her smile faded at that thought, because she knew it would only renew Leon's hopes and dreams of Nairore returning his feelings. It hurt to think that he would never look at her in that way, but now was not the time to think about herself. "I will," she murmured weakly. She stood and watched as Nairore shed herself of the traveling cloak and Naurlambe into a corner of her bedroom.

Lorina watched as her sister settled back upon her bed, and suddenly blurted out the truth of the situation. She blinked owlishly at the words, but it certainly confirmed what she had already deduced for herself. She moved to stand before her sister, and knelt down in front of her with a bright smile curling over her pink lips. "That's so wonderful, Nai! You'll make a wonderful mother," she reassured sweetly. Her hand reached out to rest over her sister's stomach, sensing the very faint presence of the child with her magic. Her expression flickered into a more serious on, and she glanced up at her sister thoughtfully. "I shall assume Merik is the father. What does he have to say about this?" she asked. Lorina believed the Gerudo King would be quite happy with the idea, but she wanted to be absolutely sure of the entire truth of this odd situation.

[Nairore]

x x

All of her plans for this visit to Castle Town had come crashing down on her. She had assaulted a Knight in public, and anyone who knew Nairore at all could tell that her intentions were less deterrent and much more murderous. She had fully intended to kill Leon right then and there, and she couldn't believe that had been her thoughts. Nairore really had to learn to keep herself in check if she was going to be like this. But then she hadn't exactly been planning nor preparing to become pregnant. The hormonal imbalance was almost too much for her; a foe she could not defeat nor get rid of.

But Lori didn't seem to judge Nairore at all. In fact Lori's first concerns had been the well-being of the child, immediately asking about the father. There was no judgment, no snide remark about how Nairore had finally been conquered like she would surely get from any of the Knights if they found out. She had left as a virgin and had come back pregnant, and Lori barely blinked an eye at it. Nairore really had to wonder how the girl could be so calm and collected all the time. But then she had her own demons, perhaps this was merely a welcome distraction.

"This is why I love you, Lori," Nairore said with a sigh of relief as she relaxed on the bed. "You care. As of right now plans are to have this child and see to it that it gets a proper upbringing. Merik says it's best to keep his involvement as quiet as possible, lest someone try to snuff her out. All things considered I can see that logic." She had attacked Merik on sight when she had first met him. Immediately learning his identity and fully intending to kill him, too. Things had changed so much since then.

"I'm really not sure if I should tell father. Between this and the fact that I've spent the last two months with Merik, along with my changes, I'm pretty sure he'd throttle me. One thing at a time with him," she murmured with a shake of her head. She stretched her neck to and fro. "Though being with child has complications outside of the occasional murderous outburst. I've been stiff for weeks now; I don't suppose your fingers are still as magical as they were when I left?" she asked, giving Lori the best puppy eyes Nairore could manage. She had been looking forward to one of her sister's massages even before she had gotten pregnant.

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[Lorina]

The young woman would never judge her sister for her actions. No doubt their father would be absolutely furious, but Lorina was far more open minded than Zenethil. Her mind had always been an ever-changing current in thoughts and ideas. She was concerned about the child and her sister, because this was going to be quite a stressful pregnancy for her sister if she was not careful. Perhaps it would be best if her sister did not tell him for now, because her physical changes were more than enough to anger him. It angered her, because their father would only accept Nairore under the ideals he had raised her with. It was not fair, because she should have the chance to form her own opinions and choose what she did with her life. She was a Gerudo, and she should not be ashamed of her heritage, and it was wonderful to see that Nairore was very close to embracing it for herself. She idly wondered if she should offer to fully get rid of the enchantment that colored her remaining eye blue, but she should have the chance to do so for herself and not with her help.

"That does make sense. If anyone learned that Merik had a child, then it would place your child in a lot more danger," she admitted. As long as Merik was involved with his child on some level, then she could content herself with that. It did raise the question of where Nairore would be situated. There was little doubt the Gerudo King would not want her out of reach of his influence while she was pregnant, and so she assumed that meant her sister would be following him out to the desert. It was a striking thought that had her heart skipping a beat. Two months had been hard enough without her sister's presence, but for the rest of her pregnancy? Lorina almost wanted to demand right there that she would be taken with her, but she held herself back. It was not the time, and Nairore had enough to worry about at the moment.

Lorina did agree with her sister in that regard, because their father would go through the roof if he found out. She should have felt guilty about keeping such a secret from him, but she had enough of her own bitterness toward her to lessen it to almost nothing. It was for the best interest of the child and Nairore to keep this from him for the time being. It would be a few weeks before her sister began to show, so there was time. "No, keep this to yourself for now. He will just have to learn to accept it eventually," she replied. The child was innocent, and he had no reason to hate her merely because of her Gerudo blood. She raised herself from her knelt position, and made to sit beside her sister upon the bed.

Her brow quirked at her sister's request, and she giggled at the attempt at puppy eyes. No, she could not refuse her sister that simple wish. Lorina smiled sweetly as she placed her hands upon Nairore's body to position her to rest upon her stomach. "I think I can manage," she purred. She moved herself to straddle Nairore's lower back, and she hovered above her as her hands moved to begin with her shoulders. Her slim fingers kneaded the stiff muscles gently, adding her natural magic to help soothe away any soreness and relax the muscles into their natural position. Lorina let her hands drift along from her shoulder to her upper back, and applying the same pressure and magic to the muscles. She hummed idly as she worked, shifting her body as she went to accommodate the entirety of Nairore's upper and lower back. "Still as good as you remember?" she teased lightly.

[Nairore]

x x

Nairore complied with Lori's wishes. She had waited for so long for one of these massages that she wasn't about to do anything to get in the way. Merik's hands were rough and his touch firm. While it suited some situations better than others during their travel, they definitely weren't much good for a massage. Lori's were soft and gentle, her small hands much better suited to work specific areas, like a surgeon. As such Nairore fell into that same trance almost immediately, and let out a gentle moan. Her muscles were really tense and the massage turned them to jelly so quickly.

"Oh my God Lori I missed this," she groaned. "I dreamed about these once or twice, it's orgasmic," she said without even realizing what her words meant. When she had left she had been a virgin, had never even felt what an orgasm felt like. But now she could quite easily make the comparison. Merik had been . . . quite fair. He had grown up around women, as it were, and knew a few things about feminine sweet spots. Though honestly Nairore wasn't sure which she would prefer, as the feel of Lori's hands against her muscles was quite comparable.

But then there was a strange feeling. It was familiar, she had felt it before. She had felt it many times in her life, but had simply dismissed it. A strange tingling in her stomach area, completely unrelated to the child that was currently renting that portion of her body to grow. But now that she was a bit more weary to the ways of the world she almost recognized the feeling. It was hard to describe, but she knew it was directly related to Lori. It had been the only time she ever felt it. Kind of like a nervousness, something Nairore had never felt, mixed with a giddiness and . . .

Without even realizing it Nairore rolled over on the spot, moving in such a way as not to disturb Lori's perch straddling her. Simply rolling on the spot to turn and face her sister. She sat up and embraced the hybrid, but instead of embracing her in a hug the Gerudo's lips met Lori's for a kiss. Just a quick kiss, then she realized what she was doing and drew away just a little. "I . . . I'm sorry, I don't know what that was," she breathed, though she found she didn't regret the action at all.

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[Lorina]

Lorina giggled to herself as her sister fell into that familiar trance that followed when she started a massage. It was nice to know her efforts were appreciated, because she had only done these upon Nairore. She idly wondered if she would gain the same response from Leon if she tried. A thought she stored for later, and she smiled deviously at the thought. Her stiff muscles became pliant and relaxed under her ministrations, and so she let her magic dissipate as Nairore's body completely relaxed beneath her. She merely continued the movements to allow her sister to alleviate her stresses in some way. It was an enjoyable experience for Lorina as well, because she enjoyed what she did very much. Making her sister happy had always been something ingrained into her, and she would do nearly anything to make sure Nairore was content and at peace. Hopefully she would not fall asleep on her too quickly, because Lorina had been waiting for her to come home for quite some time.

Her eyes widened a fraction at Nairore's rather lewd choice of words to describe the experience. Well, she supposed that Nairore had the experience to compare it to that now. A blush dusted her pale cheeks, and she giggled slightly. "Well, I shall take that as a compliment," she replied lightly. Lorina did wonder what such an experience was like, but she had never experienced the most innocent actions of a mere kiss. Men had always made her uncomfortable, and certainly for good reason with what had happened to her blood sister. Her eyes darkened at the mere thought, but Lorina could not allow that traumatic experience scar her for the rest of her life. Tempting thoughts that had her curiosities piqued, and her wishing that Leon would give her the attention so she could indulge herself. A wistful sigh escaped her lips, because Lorina knew those chances were slim to none at the moment.

Her reverie was broken as Nairore shifted beneath her. She lifted her hands, confusion showing in her eyes as she watched her sister. What was she doing? Was the position uncomfortable for her current condition? Her thoughts ceased when Nairore suddenly sat up and pulled her into a kiss. Blue eyes widened in shock, her heart skipping multiple beats as her sister pressed her lips to hers. She hardly realized when her sister pulled away, and her words pulled her back into reality. Her face was still close to her, and a whirlwind of emotions crashed upon her. Shock, confusion, curiosity, but there was no disgust. Sisters were not meant to do that, right? Lorina blinked slowly, wondering if that had actually happened. A pleasant dizziness filled her, and she looked at Nairore with wide eyes. "That was my first kiss," she found herself saying, because that was all the young woman could think to say at the moment. Why did she feel the desire to try that again, and she was confused because she had wanted that experience to be with Leon, but was not angry that Nairore had taken it.

Oh, Goddesses, what did this mean?

[Nairore]

x x

Nairore could recognize some of the feelings that were rushing through her at that moment. Stirrings that were rather familiar during her travels with Merik were quite obvious. A feeling that had almost become familiar down below. But there was another one, that same fluttering feeling in her stomach, that Nairore simply couldn't recognize. Was it love? Was that what it felt like? She loved her sister, she knew that, but in that way? Well they weren't technically blood sisters, simply brought together by Zenethil, so maybe it was fine. But Lori was also a female, and those kinds of feelings weren't natural, were they?

It was all confusing. It couldn't be love, though Nairore had no real argument against it. It just wasn't like that. Though she found herself drawn to Lori's lips, hardly capable of keeping herself back as she watched a similar confusion spread across Lori's face. Nairore really didn't know what had driven her to take such an action, to be so straight forward. Perhaps it was what same instinctual drive that had taken over that night with Merik when this all really began at Titania's Palace. Perhaps it didn't need her to be half-conscious with fatigue to take over.

Nairore had known her sister to be innocent and sweet, but she hadn't know that it was Lori's first kiss she had just stolen. In a way she was glad, it meant that she hadn't done anything Nairore didn't know about. On the other hand was it right of her to steal away such a thing? Merik had stolen hers, or, rather, she had offered it up freely and he had taken it. Lori hadn't offered it but Nairore had taken it anyway. Yet Lori did not seem angry, either. Nairore could read her sister, at least for the most part, right now she was having enough trouble reading herself, and she didn't see anger.

"Don't worry," she said with an airy tone, the words simply forming on her tongue as she went rather than created with thought. "The second and third are even better," she finished with a coy grin and closed that gap between them once more, kissing Lori while shifting her weight again. Her arms wrapped around Lori and pulled the girl's weight forward while lowering her to the bed, not breaking the seal of their lips as she went. She didn't know what was driving her, but she found she liked it, and Lori's lack of objection was encouraging.

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[Lorina]

Lorina was lost within her whirl of confusion and slight guilt. She should not have enjoyed that at all, because she was in love with Leon. Instead her heart was racing, and there was a pleasant lightness within her stomach. As if she could not really feel her body at all, and it had been from a mere chaste kiss? She was not ignorant to acts of intimacy, and she was even privy to the darker side of what lust could bring. This should not be right at all, because this was her sister. She had never thought of Nairore in a lustful way, and now she was being tangled in a web of sudden desire and her own confusion. There was also a sliver of excitement at the idea of pursuing this, but should she not stop this? Her sister had obviously changed in more ways than one, but were her own enough to allow this to continue?

Lorina bit back the wish to groan at this predicament, but there was a low voice in her mind telling her to enjoy this. That sly of voice of someone she had become completely in the past few weeks, and the more impulsive side of her that she had developed. What did it matter? Lorina loved her sister very much, and this could simply be another way of expressing that. In a very intimate manner and the thought nearly had her smiling deviously. She bit her bottom lip for a moment, staring at Nairore seriously as her confusion dissipated. Her sister obviously did not regret her actions, and there was quite an allure in doing something that was meant to be forbidden. Leon was not hers to have, but her sister was giving her a chance to take something for herself. Even if Nairore did not meant it in that way, but Lorina was desperate to have someone return her affections. Someone that would look at her in a wanting manner and genuinely cared about her. What was the harm?

Lorina quirked her brow at her sister's coy statement, and her reply was swallowed by the sudden kiss. Blue eyes closed, and she pressed her more developed frame against Nairore's eagerly, fingers moving to entangle themselves in her reddish-brown hair. She wanted this desperately, and so she kissed her sister back hungrily. Her lack of response was gone, and she shifted herself to hover a little more comfortably above Nairore, her long hair slipping over her shoulders to create curtain around them both. A deviousness filled her thoughts, and she nipped at the fragile skin of Nairore's lips with her fangs lightly. Pulling back for a moment, she flashed Nairore a wicked smile. "Much better than the first, I think," she purred lowly. Her eyes flashed teasingly, and so she pressed her lips against Nai's eagerly once more. Kissing was quite an addictive action, and she found she liked the sensation very, very much.

[Nairore]

x x

This was really happening, wasn't it? As Lori's weight pressed down on her, as her slim yet curvaceous frame pressed against her Nairore found only more drive to continue what they were doing. It was a forbidden fruit, to take your sister to bed. Lori would always be her sister, but that word was growing more and more distant as the Gerudo woman lost herself in the kisses. Lori wasn't her sister, not here. This was transcending the titles given by familial bond. They had no relation; at one point they had not even been sisters, so it was merely a title, not a truth.

Now Lori was something else. Lori was a lover, or at least that was what Nairore realized her intentions were here. She was taking Lori to bed, and she couldn't see anything wrong with that. A smile curled her lips into the kiss as she realized this and her arms merely wrapped tighter around the other girl. There was nothing wrong with this, it was a beautiful thing and Nairore decided she would enjoy every intimate moment between them. This much was obvious as she found her hips grinding upward into Lori's weight almost instinctively.

But this couldn't do. She was pulling Lori down this path. With Merik he was gentle yet firm, always in control of the situation even in the throes of passion. With Lori, however, they were equals, there was no control to be had, but Nairore realized it awoke a hidden part of her that needed not control, but the closest thing it could offer. A dominant side, as it were, that rarely saw much opportunity to act when it came to Merik. Nairore's hands slid down to Lori's shapely hips and with a sudden motion pulled them forward from under the girl, causing her to fall back as Nairore sat back up and leaned over her.

"Now, let's see if those hands maintain that magic touch," she said, hardly understanding what she even met. It sounded right, so she went with it as she took the dominant position straddling Lori. Looking down at the girl Nairore rolled her shoulders back and shrugged off her coat, then grabbed the hem of her own shirt and pulled it up over her head. They were doing this and there was no point in denying it anymore. With a grin she leaned down, pressing her body against Lori, and kissed her again.

[FADE OUT]

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