This choice: Wake her up the normal way • Go Back...Chapter #33An Intimate Conversation by: rugal b.   Much as you’d like to just go at it with the Yumi-disguised Chelsea right there you realize that’s not exactly a good idea. For starters, though the two of you have been repeatedly intimate under the guises of Chen and Yumi… that’s Gary Chen and Yumi Saito. You’re not exactly sure where Chelsea Cooper and Will Prescott stand. You certainly like Chelsea in a way that goes beyond simply lusting over her. You’d like to hope that she feels the same way towards you.
But you’re not so sure, after all she’s Chelsea and this is all being done to help her. She’d have no time for someone like you otherwise. She’s been nice to you, far nicer than you’d have expected and probably nicer than she needs to be. But it’s probably more out of need than anything. You’re the one going through the book, you know it better than her now so she needs to keep you happy. But maybe that’s an overly cynical view to take. You’d hope it’s just a product of getting in your own head.
Even ignoring all of that, you just need to think about it morally for all of two seconds. Chelsea’s out. Waking her up with a kiss might seem romantic in the movies but the reality is much murkier. You don’t want to be the guy who forced himself on Chelsea. You’re not even sure if she’d like you doing it anyway. You’d just risk pissing her off which would put the kibosh on this relationship, whatever type of relationship it may be, real quick.
So you do the only thing you can do.
“Hey, wake up,” you say as you nudge her. She moans and begins to stir before she’s able to push herself up into a sitting position. “You all good?” you ask.
Chelsea, that is Yumi, stares at you with half-closed eyes for a few seconds before nodding. “Yeah, I’m...”
She stops, cuts herself off. Yumi clears her throat, then grabs at it. Then turns her hands this way and that as she looks at them. She pulls at a bit of silken black hair and what little of it she’s able to bring into her vision she examines. She then looks at you hard, studying you and taking you in. Then a sly, hungry smile, a very un-Yumi-like thing, spreads on her face.
“Oh my god!” she exclaims in excitement as she jumps to her feet. “Everything really did go off without any fuss, didn’t it?”
“Without any… wait!” you exclaim. “You’d planned this from the start?”
“Of course I did, silly,” she says. It’s a shock to both yourself and Lin to see Yumi acting and speaking in a way very reminiscent of Chelsea. “Why do you think I called you out here?”
“So you wanted,” you stop though. Your head’s hurting. “Where’s the real Lin?”
“At the country club?” Yumi shrugs. “I put Gary’s mask on her and sent her on her way.”
“Okay, sure. That makes sense,” you state as you eye her. “So then… why?! Why send a golem to work? Why are you in Yumi’s mask?”
“Because I want to be Yumi right now?” she responds with a roll of her eyes. “Isn’t that obvious?”
“That didn’t answer my question.”
“Pfft! Fine, okay, whatever,” Yumi says dismissively as she sits cross legged across from you on the floor. She gives you a look, the kind of look that is far more Chelsea and far more devious than anything you’d expect from the real girl.
“I did it because you’re going to get Cindy tonight, right? Well I want to be there and see it for myself.”
* * * * *
“What’s your issue with Cindy?”
Yumi could only glare at you. “What, you’re going to take her side because you’re Lin now?” she huffed.
“Huh? No, it’s not that!” you say in surprise at her reaction. “I really am just wondering. Word kind of filters back through Yumi and everything and I wasn’t a total idiot. Even at my level I could see the two of you never really got along and one of the first things you wanted to do with these masks was get one of Cindy. So what’s the deal?”
“You’re Lin now, you tell me,” she says.
“I want to hear it from you.”
“It’s her and her stupid sister,” she states. “Lucy’s an even bigger cunt than Cindy if you can believe it. When she was running the squad she looked down on me, ran me down at every opportunity. Everyone thinks I’m bad but none of them but me were there to see how she was.”
“What’d she do?”
“The details aren’t important,” she answered with a wave of her hand. “But I worked my ass off to keep my spot on the squad. I was the only sophomore on it for a reason; the only one that deserved to be on it anyway. And after Lucy’s gone Cindy expected to just be handed the spot too.”
“But you outplayed her,” you state. Lin’s own memories tell you that securing her own position is why Cindy invited Lin, her long time best friend, onto the team.
“If it was fair I would’ve gotten the spot without having to do all that bullshit,” she says. “But it wasn’t. Cindy was doing the same crap I was doing but wasn’t as good at it. She’s never liked me anyway but she’s been angry about it ever since. Arrogant fucking cunt. And the things she said...”
Yumi looks at you. Her face is hard and determined and below it I can see Chelsea. Her own emotions bubbling up to the surface. Angry and hurt and vengeful.
“I didn’t know,” you tell her. “What did she say?”
“I’m not getting into it. She thought she had something that she could use against me, that’s all.” She begins to sniff. “But once I worked Kendra and Maria and Gloria onto the squad she couldn’t do shit. She wanted to play dirty? I’ll use every dirty trick in the book to make sure she’s never captain.”
You could hear her breathing become labored and her eyes start to water. Whatever it was Cindy thought she could hold over Chelsea, she doesn’t seem to have told anyone about it. Even Lin doesn’t seem to have any idea what it could possibly be. And whatever it was it’s got Chelsea very upset and not in a way one would normally associate with her. She’s hurting and it’s a hurt that’s much deeper and much more intense than any petty rivalry.
You want to do something for her because recalling all of this has clearly made her upset. Not knowing what else to do you lean in and place a hand on her cheek.
“Will,” she says softly as she slides her hand under you own in. You assume she means to push it away. Instead she takes her other hand and places it around the backside of you own. She clasps it tightly and you can feel her pressing it tightly to her face.
“Will, can we…?”
You don’t know what she was asking and you didn’t even get a chance to ask yourself. With no prompting she leans forward, her breathing heavy, and places her lips on your own. You don’t have a chance to react as quickly her tongue is probing your mouth. Without thinking you free your hand from her grasp, move it to the back of her head and grab her right hand with your free one, pulling her down as you lean back. At this time you let Lin take control; your mind is racing far too much.
It’s something that could’ve only ever existed in your own fantasies and yet here it was playing out in real life. But the best was yet to come as, eventually, Yumi pulled away and began divesting herself of her clothes. You're no idiot and had done it enough at this point to know where this was going so you followed suit. Again you allowed Lin to take the lead as she had experience with this sort of thing.
Not that Lin Pol is bisexual or a lesbian. No, “sexually omnivorous” might be a better way to phrase it. The only people she feels genuine attraction and genuine romantic affection for are guys but she’s just got such an… appetite that she’s willing to feed it however she can.
And right now it’s being fed very well as you lean Yumi back and begin to probe and massage her with your fingers. It’s fed even better when she returns the favor except following it with a little action from her tongue that very quickly works you up. You feel the trembles and then spasms that run through you as you’re brought to climax. When it’s finished the pair of you collapse, exhausted, on top of each other.
You’re not sure what’s running through your partner’s mind as your vision is blurry and you’re too focused on catching your breath. But you feel her hand clasp around your own and squeeze and that is, perhaps, all you need to know.
* * * * *
The two of you watch as the mask sinks into Cindy’s face and she collapses onto her bed. You both take a moment to look at her as she lays there unconscious before you both look back at one another. Yumi’s face is twisted up into that smile that is so very Chelsea.
“She deserves it,” is all she says before looking back over to Cindy. “Although I guess since she’s on our team now I don’t have to, like, humiliate her. When we get the JV squad I’ll put her in charge of them because god knows I don’t want to deal with them.”
“You’d give her that kind of power?”
“It’s not a promotion,” she states. “No, I’d give you that kind of power. Because I think I’ll be a lot more inclined now to make Yumi my co-captain.”
That’s a shock. You’d be going back to being Yumi and running the squad with Chelsea? That sounds amazing… but not as amazing as what you’d just shared with her prior to coming over to Cindy’s. You want to keep sharing it too. Not just as Yumi and Chen either.
And that’s when a crazy idea hits you, one that might curry further favor with Chelsea. She’d wanted Cindy at the start of all this so why not let Chelsea have her?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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