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With Extreme Pleasure - Cross Edge

Title: With Extreme Pleasure

Fandom: Cross Edge universe

Summary: It’s not unusual for Lyner and Ayatane to leave camp to ‘talk’ in private. Everyone is used to it and don’t ask any questions to the true nature of these…talks. Morgan, however, knows, and she wants to show a couple of the girls exactly what she knows.

Pairings: Ayatane/Lyner

Disclaimer: I don’t own nothing. Simple.

Warnings: Suggestions of sex. Heated make-out. Lime.

AN: Wow, this fic totally got away from me XD Not like what I usually write. This one is way, way more heated. Not sure what to rate this to be honest. I mean, there is a love scene, but it’s not very descriptive, no naughty words are used and from someone else’s POV. So…it’s a lime? Not good with tags…>.<

Anyway, please read and let me know what you think! Reassurance is always great.

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“Why are we spying on Lyner and Ayatane?”

Morgan glanced over her should to look at the three girls that were dutifully following her like she had asked them to do. Lillian fluttered along right behind her, matching her steps while Meu and Lily lingered a little further back, somewhat wary of her. Or perhaps uneasy because they felt that they were invading on Lyner and Ayatane’s…privacy.

“Spying is such a dirty little word,” Morgan said as she continued to lead. “I think of it as merely sedating our curiosity.”

“Curiosity about what?”

“Haven’t you ever wondered why Lyner and Ayatane are always sneaking off together?” Morgan asked the girls with her with a knowing smile on her lips. While the others of their little family seemed oblivious as to why Lyner and Ayatane often excused themselves to either take a walk, check their surroundings and simply talk in private –alone-, she had caught on rather quickly.

And she was kind of glad that she was the only one who realised what these ‘best friends’ were doing behind everyone’s backs. If the others found out, especially the three girls that were friends with Lyner, they might put an end to this.

Which would be an absolutely travesty.

Meu tilted her head to the side in thought. “Um, talking or catching up about stuff?”

Lily shrugged, seemingly not all that interested. “Training or keeping watch? I mean, what else could they be doing?”

“Oh, they are most certainly communicating and indulging in some sort of exercise,” Morgan hummed in light amusement as she led the small group toward the empty houses in the village type environment they stopped to camp for the night. “But, of course, in a far more pleasurable sense.”

Hearing about pleasure, Lillian perked up in excitement. “Ooh, can I see?”

“Shh,” Morgan hushed as they crept closer to small house, something like a cottage and over to a large window that didn’t have any curtains. What luck. “Quiet now, we don’t want to interrupt them, do we?”

Meu and Lily still looked puzzled, either about her words or where she was leading them to, while Lillian was twitching in anticipation. Morgan held a finger to her lips as they approached the window. They crouched down low, trying not to make a sound as they situated themselves under the window.

“Wait,” Morgan whispered. She wanted to check first, to see if they were indeed holding a repeat performance of the many other times she had followed them. Placing her fingertips on the sill, Morgan eased herself up and glanced inside the room. And she smiled as her eyes immediately fell upon two familiar figures…on a bed…together.