Say My Name - Ryeji

8

What do you think of Ryujin? Do you trust her? .. sorry for any typos. Bit longer of a chapter

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Yeji awoke with a familiar ache, one that Ryujin too was feeling but on a heavier scale. It was nice to switch it up, and Ryujin enjoyed the way Yeji controlled her just as much as the brunette did herself. Everything down to being taken from behind with her head buried in a pillow, to slowly being nipped at between her thighs was more than satisfying.

Yeji smiled, the sun on her face and Ryujin's resting figure next to her. In a lot of ways it reminded her of the first day they had stayed there, and Yeji ran her hand across her cheek, half tempted to kiss her. But she didn't, wanting her to rest. Yeji looked to the bathroom, throwing on slippers and her robe before heading to do her morning routine. Nothing could go wrong this time, she figured, as the raven was in the same house, and a scream would easily wake her; and she was right. Nothing happened while she washed, and then stepped outside the front door to get any mail.

Like the raven-haired said earlier, the newspaper on her doorstep had the murder plastered on the front page.

THREE DEAD. SEEMINGLY NO TRACE LEFT BEHIND.

Yeji smiled, seeing the rather graphic photo of Kolls swinging with hung limbs from the other two around him. She then realized she was in public, and cursed herself before walking back inside. A few other junk mail envelopes she tossed onto the table before reading more in depth.

"Our forensic team is working very hard, but at the moment there seems to be no finger prints or hints of who the culprit may be yet. There are many suspects yet to be interviewed."

"Yeah, I don't have prints." Ryujin interuppted, breath on her neck from behind. Yeji jumped, not having expected her to be up so soon after her. Ryujin chuckled, wrapping her arms around Yeji's waist and pulling her into an embrace.

"Is that even possible?" Yeji chuckled, heartbeat relaxing.

"For me, absolutely." Ryujin kissed her cheek, and then backed away. She rounded the kitchen island, and started to make coffee. Something Yeji didn't know Ryujin would be into in the morning hours. "Say, what'd they disclose about the dead? Anything about the note I left?" Ryujin said, looking over her shoulder and perking an eyebrow.

Yeji looked, eyes scanning the page before flipping. There Ryujin's note was, in the most childish handwriting she'd seen, certainly not able to be recognized as her own. Below she read the text.

"It appears the three, Kolls, Niki, and Willy have all had corruption in their lives, and a knack for assaulting others. Was it good that they are dead? Or is there another lunatic roaming our town?" Yeji read, looking up to see Ryujin smiling as she poured her cup.

"We did well baby." She said, holding the mug between her hands and blowing on the hot surface of the liquid.

"You mean you did well." Yeji frowned. "I didn't do anything." She admitted, still feeling guilty for having done nothing to help. That when she remembered she had sat on the chair. "Ryujin I-"

"It's in the car." Ryujin finished for her. "I saw you sit on it." She said, taking a sip then.

"Thank you." Yeji felt even more embarrassed. She could've been caught for being so careless with the evidence, and her actions.

"You know, you did help me Yeji. You aren't useless." Ryujin put her mug down, still much too hot for her liking. "I don't expect you to kill people, especially not after being dazed by a mirror." Ryujin walked over, sitting on a chair and pulling the brunette to sit on her lap. "And I must say you're the only person that has made me feel more than just a tool for punishment." Ryujin admitted, sighing when Yeji's hands wrapped around the back of her neck. She was always so soft.