Snow in Mabase

Snow In Mabase
by Seiri

Welcome to the extended version of “Snow in Mabase”. The lighter version of this fic has been posted at FF.net. So... there isn’t much for me to say here... except that I hope you enjoy reading this fic as much as i did writing it. ; )

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The unbelievable happened in Mabase that day. No one believed it would happen, for it hadn’t happened in years -Naota wasn’t even sure if he was alive the last time it had happened. The weather forecast was totally off.

It snowed in Mabase that day.

Tiny little crystals of frozen water fell to Earth as Canti stood outside the bakery, holding a bag of street salt he had just purchased from a nearby convenice store. It had already snowed two inches by 10 am. School had been canceled. He was salting the ground around the bakery as a boy stepped out into the cold. It was Naota, in his older brother’s old winter wear, since no one had ever bought any for himself.

For most of the day he hung out with Gaku, Masashi, and Ninamori. Ninamori watched as the boys made idiots of themselves in a snow ball fight and built rather pityful snow s. As. All in all, it was a good day.

By the time Naota had arrived back home, he was exaused. All he wanted to do was bathe and go to bed. But this was not to be so, the poor boy. As he stepped into his room, he found his housekeeper and the scantly clad body of Samejima Mamimi with nothing but underwear and a tee shirt on standing in the middle of the room. If this were an anime, he would have fainted from all of the blood loss threw his nose.

The high school student looked at him and smiled, totally unaware of his unease. “Oh, hi Ta-kun.”

The pink haired alien then looked from the article of clothing she was holding out in front of Mamimi to look at Naota as well. “Hiya.” she spoke distractedly as she gave a one wave greeting and turned back to look at Mamimi. “What do you think of this?” she asked the younger girl.

“It doesn’t look too warm.”

“You’re right.” Haruko tossed it over her shoulder and picked up a black sweater from a bag next to her.

“What about this?” she held it out in front of the girl, who shivered.

“Haru-san, I’m getting cold.”

“Okay then.” she replied, and promptly pulled the sweater over the girl’s head.

“Here, you can wear these too.” and Haruko handed over a pair of dark jeans.

“Thanks.” Mamimi replied cheerfully, unfolding the jeans to put them on.

Haruko smiled at her and then turned to the silent and confused figure at the door.

“’Sup Ta-kun?”

Naota had been staring for a while and hadn’t realized that someone had spoken to him. Then he snapped out of it and replied, “... What are you two doing? ... What’s Mamimi doing here?”

“You were outside -It’s snowing! There’s no way Sameji’s staying outside tonight. And I’m letting her borrow some of my clothes, she’s only got that uniform.”

Mamimi finshed dressing and looked herself over. “This is really comfortable.”

Naota finally processed what she had said. “You mean -she’s staying the night?! What if grandpa finds out?!”

“Shikenkuni-kun doesn’t have to know, now does he? -Don’t worry, she can stay in the top bunk.” Haruko replied, lazily picking up some the clothes she tossed over her shoulder previous to this and threw them in the general direction of the bag.

“Where will you sleep?!” the boy asked, and said goodbye to a goodnight’s rest.

“Where I always sleep -in the top bunk.” she replied stating something that actually was a known fact.

Naota froze. He opened his mouth to speak, but couldn’t find anything to say and shut it. A moment when by and he finally thought of his responce to this.

“You’re ... Does mean you two -....” but he trailed off, unable to finsh his sentence.

Haruko looked at him and smirked. “Why, does that turn you on?”

He felt a furious blush cover his cheeks as he looked away from her, and Mamimi giggled. Haruko chuckled.

Naota continued in a mumble. “I can sleep downstairs and she can take my bed or something...”

Then Mamimi looked over to him and shook her head. “Don’t worry about it, Ta-kun. I don’t mind.” She ended with a smile.

His eyes turned up to see her smile, and his face became redder. “... I ... I’ll sleep downstairs anyway. -Just in case.”

Haruko shrugged. “Suit yourself.”

And Naota picked up his nightclothes and left to bathe, not to return for the night.

“Oh well. -What do you wanna do Sameji?”

“Do you have a lighter? I lost mine yesterday.” the girl said, pulling out a crumpled pack of ciggerettes from her uniform jacket.

Haruko went over to the desk in the room and opened a drawer. In it was an unused lighter. “Here.” she held it up and lit the ciggerette Mamimi had placed in her mouth. “You can keep it. I got it a while ago and Ta-kun never noticed it was there.”

Mamimi walked over to the window and opened it. She breathed out into the cold night air. “You smoke, Haru-san?”

Haruko walked over to the high schooler and took the ciggerette from her mouth and placed it in her own, inhaling. As Mamimi had done, she too breathed out the window. Handing it back to her, she replied. “Sometimes.” Which wasn’t really true. Haruko had only smoked about three ciggerettes in her whole life, times few and far apart. Mostly due to nerves. Not that she’d ever admit .
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The girl nodded and proceeded to finsh off her ciggerette, eventually throwing it out into the snow, and shutting the window.

“I’m thirsty. You want anything? I’m going downstairs.” the extraterrestrial woman asked, heading toward the door. “No thanks.”

As Haruko reached the bottom of the stairs, she realized the lump she saw there was a sleeping. Sh. She smiled, Naota looked pretty cute the way he was lying on the stairs. After she pulled a pulpy drink out of the fridge and spoke a few words with Canti(who was busy cleaning the kitchen as per usual), she walked back into the bedroom. She found Mamimi sitting on the top bunk, feet hanging off the side of the bunk.

She made her way up to the top bunk as well to sit next to the girl. “What are you up to?” she asked, opening her drink and taking a swig. The girl shrugged and looked over to her. “Can I try some?”

As Haruko had tilted the can upward, she looked over to Mamimi. Bringing it back down, she handed it over to the girl. Mamimi took a sip and handed it back. “That’s the pulpy kind, right?”

Haruko nodded and took another swig. The girl continued. “... It’s okay.”

“You like the sour stuff better.” It was a statement from Haruko, not a question.

It was Mamimi’s turn to nod.

Haruko finally finshed the can and td itd it down to the floor.

“Do I have to wear them to bed too?” Mamimi asked, motioning to the jeans.

“Not if you don’t want to. Wanna take ‘em off?” the pink haired woman asked, rasing an eyebrow.

“... Yeah.” The girl replied as she swung her legs back onto the matteress and began to undo the jeans. Due to her half lying position, she had difficulty sliding them off her hips.

“You want some help?” Haruko asked. The girl nodded. In responce, she swung her legs back onto the bed as well and kneeled over Mamimi, knee on either side of the girl, hovering above the other’s knees. Haruko placed her hands on the waist of the undone jeans and pushed them down and as the high schooler lifted her hips up from the bed. With ease, the jeans slid past her hips. “Thanks.” Mamimi said, looking up at the older woman with a smile.

Haruko did not move her hands from the other’s legs as she replied with a grin. “Don’t mention it.” And she continued to slide the jeans down Mamimi’s legs slowly until they were easily kicked off. Almost absentmindly, she ran her hands back up the girl’s legs to rest back on her hips. It seemed like Mamimi had shivered.

“I wonder why Ta-kun left...” Mamimi trailed off, looking towards the door.

“Dunno.” Haruko replied, leaning in and gliding her right hand gentlely over thel’s l’s curves, up her hip and waist to rest on her ribs, under the shirt. The other was left at her hips, now lightly fingering the waistband of Mamimi’s underwear.

Mamimi took a deep breath. “Haru-san...”

“Sameji?” Haruko replied in a quieter tone, and gently slipped her fingers one by one into the girl’s underwear, barely making contact with the skin of her abdomen. Mamimi’s breath became shallow and she lifted her arms up so that she felt Haruko’s back. She slid her hands up the back of the pink haired woman’s shirt, slowly peeling it off, leaving Haruko in her bra.

“... Did you and Sempai do anything like this?” The older woman asked softly as she slipped her hand out of the girl’s underwear and instead slid themseleves between the girl’s slightly parted legs, lightly touching the thin fabric between her legs. After a sharp intake of breath, Mamimi answered. “... No...”

“Oh.”

Haruko’s middle finger gentlely caressed the girl’s underwear.

Mamimi breathed out unevenly as her hands found the clasp of the older woman’s bra and undid it. Her hands then moved from Haruko’s back to her front, and felt the soft skin of her exposed chest. As Haruko shut her eyes in pleasure Mamimi began to caress the pink haired woman’s pert breasts. Letting out an uneven breath, Haruko began to press down and rub her fingers against the girl’s underwear, over her entrance. She smiled as Mamimi gasped.

“You’re getting wet, Sameji.” Haruko breathed, as felt increasing moisture on her finger tips threw the underwear as she continued to rub. “Haru-san...” Mamimi lightly moaned and sqeezed the soft skin under her hands. The older woman let out another uneven breath and she pressed harder against the girl’s enterance, the underwear holding her back from entering. She felt even more moisture now, and heard the girl breathe the words “... more...”

The pink haired woman pulled back from the younger woman under her and stripped her of the sweater and tee shirt, exposing her breasts. Haruko then leaned downward until their bare chests pressed against each other. She placed her mouth against the place right underneath Mamimi’s earlobe and tasted the skin; once again she slid her fingers -and now hand- down the girl’s underwear. She responded by spreading her legs futher apart to Haruko’s touch. “Haru-san...” It was a plea.

And, slowly, Haruko moved her fingers threw curly dark red hair, running her fingers threw it for a moment before slowing moving her middle finger downward an inch, and pressed down to meet the ultra sensitive skin of Mamimi’s clit. Feeling the touch, the high school student arched her back upwards, rubbing their breasts against one another. With just a slight movement of her middle finger, it was repeated, and Haruko knew that she herself was becoming wet as well. So, she rubbed the girl’s clit a little at a time, softly at first, but applying more pressure as Mamimi’s body convulged in pleasure more and more violently, feeling the friction as their skin brushed. At this time, she moved her head down from the high school student’s neck to the meeting of her ribs on her chest -and slowly licked from the bottom of the girl’s rubs to her collar bone. With her previously unused hand, Haruko slipped her hand by the elastic of Mamimi’s underwear -pulling it off with one hand while the other caressed the girl.

After removal of her underwear, Haruko pressed her other middle and fore finger against the girl’s entrance. It was soaked now, and the pink haired woman could feel how open Mamimi was. As Haruko ran her tounge up the center of the high school girl’s chest, she pressed down harder on her clit then ever before.

She had entered the girl. At first it was not much, but as she pulled her finger out she quickly slid back in. This caused Mamimi to arch her back upward and her hips off the bed, urging Haruko to go deeper. Each time the pink haired woman entered deeper and deeper, with increasing speed being able to feel the soft skin of the girl’s inner walls, and the Mamimi’s breath was heavy and she gave out a moan every now and then as her other hand continued to press itself against her clit. “H -Haru-saaan....”

And Haruko smiled as she heard her name. The girl’s hands had tangled themselves in her pink hair. The older woman pushed in faster and deeper, for she knew that Mamimi was reaching orgasm, every time her breath more and more vocal. As the girl finally let out a loud and lingering moan, she pulled Haruko into a deep longing kiss, their tounges gliding against each other’s. Haruko became more gentle and brought the girl back down, lips never leaving her own, slowly pulling herself out of the girl to run her hands threw Mamimi’s hair.

As Mamimi’s breath became more steady, she pulled out of the kiss. Before another moment passed by however, the dark haired girl had begun to run her open mouth in messy kisses over Haruko’s pulse and shoulder. Haruko titled her head back, eyes shut -immerced in pleasure. The high school girl was able to bring herself upward as her mouth descended from Haruko’s collar bone. With little effort, the girl pushed the pink haired woman down onto the pillow- where she had been moments ago.

Mamimi slid her hands over the light haired woman’s bare shoulders, and down, trailing behind to places her mouth had been. This led her to the center of Haruko’s chest, which she returned the favor of licking. From here though, she moved her mouth to the right, tasting the soft skin of the woman’s breast until she came to the sensitive pink skin of a pert nipple. Softly, she placed her full lips onto it, and gentlely began to suck. At this, Haruko let out an audible moan. This propted the girl to suck harder, running her tounge over the tip of the woman’s nipple inside her mouth. The light haired woman tangled her hands into the girl’s dark hair, breathing out another moan.

Finally, Mamimi brought her lips up as began planting light kisses down from Haruko’s breast to the bottom of her ribs, and from there, over the light haired woman’s stomach. Haruko knew the girl’s intentions and breathed out the word “Sameji!” in a desperate whisper. Mamimi continued her light kisses over the woman’s navel -dipping her tounge into it, and reached hips. Haruko quickly pulled her hands from the girl’s hair and undid her own jeans and had Mamimi help her slip them off. The dark haired girl placed her hands on the woman’s hips and began to run her thumbs in circles over her abdomen. Then she continued her butterfly kisses on Haruko’s abdomen, slowing down as she reached the waistband of the light haired woman’s underwear. Upon reaching it, she gentley ran her lips across it, and planted one more kiss ontop of the fabric of the underwear. The girl placed her hands on the pink haired woman’s hips, slowly begining to pull down the waistband.

“Haru-san...” Mamimi murmured uneasily, aware and a little afraid of what she was about to do. Haruko ran her hands threw smooth dark red hair and replied, tilting her head back. “Sameji...” Taking a breath, the high school girl pushed the underwear past Haruko’s hips. After pushing them down so that they could be kicked off, the light haired woman parted her legs to Mamimi.

Mamimi placed her lips an inch above dark rose hair. She planted another kiss there... and slightly sliped her tounge out, running it down to where hair began to grow. She heard Haruko pant. The dark haired girl then pressed her lips lower then before, and she slowly began to move her lips against the skin where the slit between the pink haired woman’s legs began; she parted the folds of skin there until she felt her lips brush a very sensitive part of Haruko’s body. The older woman’s hips buckled, and Mamimi’s lips were pressed against the woman’s clit. She once again slid her tounge out, and gentlely licked. Before long, she had began kissing Haruko there, running her tounge over the skin around and over the older woman’s clit and sucking on it.

Haruko let out a loud moan and her hips began to buckle against Mamimi’s face. The high school girl pulled away to lick the sides of the folds of skin the the center of between the pink haired woman’s legs. With great care, the dark haired girl ran her tounge over the folds of skin down to Haruko’s entrance. It was wet with the pink haired woman’s fluid, which Mamimi placed her lips onto, kissing the pink haired woman’s entrance and moisting her lips. At this Haruko let out a shuttering gasp and urged the girl to enter her.

Slowly and gentlely, Mamimi once again placed her lips upon Haruko’s entrance, but this time slid her tounge inside, penetrating Haruko. The dark haired girl slid her tounge out and licked up some of the pink haired woman’s fluid and began to messily kiss her there. Haruko moaned her name, “Sameji...”. Mamimi slid her tounge back into the pink haired woman, and licked Haruko’s inner walls as the hold on her hair grew stronger.

Haruko began to continiously moan, low at first. “Sameji... deeper...”

At this Mamimi brought over one of her hands and slowly incerted it into Haruko as she moved her mouth back to the pink haired woman’s clit and began to suck on it again. She pressed upon the older woman’s inner walls and lightly bit down on the sensitive skin, causing Haruko to gasp out in a moan. She repeated this, seeing how it was received, and the pink haired woman cried out in pleasure. Mamimi began to nibble on the other woman’s clit as she slid her middle and index finger in and out and pressing on Haruko’s walls at a quickened pace. The pink haired woman’s cries became more frequent and louder, as she reached her climax.

Suddenly, Mamimi felt Haruko’s walls constrict around her fingers as the pink haired woman gasped out the loudest moan of that night, for she had reached orgasm. Her moans continued, but toned down as Mamimi pulled her fingers out of Haruko and proceeded to lick all of the new wetness coming from her entrance.

As if was Haruko’s turn to be brought back down, her breath finally relaxed as Mamimi pulled herself up to the other woman’s eye level.

“... Do you think Ta-kun heard that?” she asked, looking up at the older woman with a small smile.

“So what if he did?” Haruko replied in a low tone, lazily smile on her face. Mamimi giggled. After she had finshed, Mamimi pulled her into another deep kiss, in which Haruko could taste herself in Mamimi’s mouth. Haruko smiled against the girl’s mouth and chuckled.


The next morning, Naota cautiously slid the door to his room open. He stepped into the room, and his nose cringed. It smelt like ciggerettes. The boy stepped over to his bed. Unable to help himself, he looked over the side of the top bunk. He found Mamimi curled up to Haruko, the older woman’s arm drapped around the girl’s waist. Both were sound asleep, surrounded in a tangle of blankets. Shrugging, Naota climbed back into his own bed and sighed. He heard some things last night. It was kinda hard not to. But Naota wasn’t going to think about it just then, he was tired -sleeping on the stairs wasn’t excactly pleasent.

Canti was outside, shoveling snow from the sidewalk, because it had stopped.