#chuchu x miorine

[shera-dnd]

Hey so over the past couple of months I've been writing a little G Witch fic as a warm up before my actual commissions, just something easy to get my brain in writing mode

And now it's finished!

This one is a post canon ChuChu/Miorine/Suletta fic, in which Miorine tries to sacrifice herself for Suletta's happiness and ChuChu decides she's having exactly none of that.

I'll be posting a new chapter every sunday so we can keep those Suletta Sundays alive at least for an extra month

Also fair warning chapter 4 is mostly shameless smut.

but right now enjoy some angst

Chu Chu shuffled in her sleep, a strange coldness making her stir. 

She reached forward on instinct, trying to reach for something, just to hit the cold mattress instead.

When she opened her eyes she saw that she was alone in the bed. 

The room was dark, except for the soft glow that came through the large window - the distant earth reflecting the sun’s rays. And framed by that glow stood Miorine, wrapped in a dark blue night gown.

Figures .

Chu Chu huffed as she sat up on the bed, “if you’re gonna ask me to stay the night, the least you can do is actually stay in bed with me.”

Miorine did not bother turning, she just kept staring off into the distance.

“I didn’t feel like sleeping,” came her half assed answer.

With a muttered complaint Chu Chu stood up from the bed, a white tank top the only thing keeping her from being fully nude.

“You’re thinking about Suletta, aren’t you?” Chu Chu accused, fully certain she was right, “when are you planning on telling her about this?”

That got Miorine to look at her, Suletta Mercury’s name pulling on her like a leash.

“My husband and I already have an agreement,” Miorine explained coldly, “she’s free to pursue her happiness with whoever suits her fancy.”

“Tch!” Chu Chu stomped over, “then what is all this crap?”

A cruel smirk formed in the heiress’s face, “a woman has her needs.”

She scoffed, “like I’m gonna buy that! You’re plotting something. What do you have to gain from this?”

Miorine laughed, “at least three orgasms just tonight.”

Chu Chu’s hand slammed against the window, cornering the heiress in a way they’ve done many times before.

“You think if you piss me off you’ll get to keep lying,” Chu Chu accused, “but I know you. You can’t hide shit from me, princess.”

Miorine scowled, “I have nothing to hide! Not from you, nor Suletta!”

Realization hit Chu Chu like a sack of bricks.

The reason they’ve been doing this more and more, why she had asked her to stay the night.

Why she refused to tell the truth.

“You want her to find us, don’t you?” she spoke, more calmly than even she expected.

Miorine looked away, confirming her suspicions.

But why? Couldn’t she just tell Suletta about this? 

She was pretty sure that girl would accept it just fine.

Unless…

“You want a scandal!” she exclaimed, pushing away from Miorine, “you want to give Suletta a reason to divorce you!”

Miorine shrunk down and crossed her arms, still refusing to make eye contact, “Suletta performed admirably as the Holder. She saved me from a life of being used as a political pawn. The least I can do is offer her a chance to find her happiness.”

“So that 's it?” Chu Chu asked, her tone having gone somber, “you’re throwing both of us under the bus for Suletta’s happiness?”

“Of course not!” she argued, finally meeting Chu Chu’s gaze, “I’ll make sure the name Chuatury Panlunch will never hit the news.”

Miorine pushed herself up again, her hands bracing against the glass behind her.

“With the entire scandal resting on my shoulders alone I’ll be useless as a pawn,” she explained, “I’ll earn my freedom, Suletta will have her happiness, and you… get to put me in my place as many times as you’d like. Everyone gets what they want.”

Bullshit!

That was a bold faced lie, and Miorine was an idiot if she thought Chu Chu would buy it. 

Then again, maybe Chu Chu wasn’t the one she was lying to.

“What they want?” she asked, stepping closer. 

With two fingers she held Miorine’s chin, lifting her head so she’d look her in the eye.

The heiress closed her eyes, lips parting ever so slightly in anticipation for a kiss that never came.

“That Mercury girl sure is a lucky bitch,” Chu Chu whispered, before letting go of her chin, “but she’d be happier if you actually listened to her.”

Miorine blinked in confusion, opening her eyes to find Chu Chu picking up her clothes from the ground.

“What are you doing!?” she demanded.

“Leaving,” Chu Chu answered.

She stormed over, grabbing Chu Chu’s wrist as she began to put on her pants.

“You can’t do that!” she yelled, “you promised you’d stay!”

Chu Chu scoffed and yanked her hand free, “that’s when I thought you were touch starved, princess. I never agreed to taking part in your stupid plan.”

Miorine looked away, a frown forming on her face before she glared back at her.

“Why do you care!?” Miorine pushed back, “you just want to watch the rich spacian bitch suffer, don’t you? I’m giving you everything you want!”

Did she really think that lowly of Chu Chu?

...or did she think that lowly of herself?

“The smartest woman in the entire solar system, and you still can’t see the shit that’s right in front of you,” Chu Chu mocked, “tell me, princess, do you really think I would have agreed to fucking cuddle with you if all I wanted was to make you suffer? Do you think I’d come here night after night if I just wanted to put you in your place?”

There was silence as Chu Chu’s glare bore straight through all of her princess’s walls. Any arguments, any deflections, all crumbling before the unstoppable force that was Chu Chu.

What could she do now except be honest?

“Why else would you?” Miorine whispered, tears beginning to sting her eyes.

Chu Chu sighed and continued to get dressed.

“You’re a fucking idiot,” she muttered, shaking her head, “talk to Suletta, and actually listen to her for once.”

Fully dressed, Chu Chu made her way to the door. 

Behind her she could hear a hiccuping sob.

Fuck, that stung. 

She… she really didn’t want to leave Mio like this, but this would only get messier if she didn’t get her shit together.

Chu Chu stopped by the doorway. 

She didn’t dare look back. She knew she’d cave in if she did, but she still stopped, because she couldn’t leave her princess like that.

“Trust us,” she pleaded, “trust us to actually care about you.”

And with those words she took one more step and the door shut behind her.

#fanfic #g witch #witch from mercury #mobile suit gundam witch from mercury #chuatury panlunch #chuchu #miorine rembran #suletta mercury #mioletta #sulemio #chulemio #chuchu x miorine #chuchu x miorine x suletta

[amalgamasreal]

Festival Date - by sun_4x3

#mobile suit gundam #gundam #mobile suit gundam the witch from mercury #g-witch #gwitch #g witch #gundam the witch from mercury #gundam witch from mercury #suletta mercury #suletta x miorine #sulemio #miorine rembran #miorine x suletta #mioletta #yuri #yuri art #yuri gundam #guel jeturk #chuatury panlunch #chuchu panlunch #nika nanaura #ojelo gabel #nuno kargan #lilique kadoka lipati #secilia dote #rouji chante #gundam art #gundam fanart

[stars-and-bards]

War crimes

#g_witch #gwitch #gundam witch from mercury #sulemio #mioletta #miorine x suletta #miorine rembran #suletta mercury #prospera mercury #chuchu #starsandbards art

[ferhog]

Post-Breakup Suletta

#mobile suit gundam #the witch from mercury #G-Witch #suletta mercury #chuchu #chuatury panlunch #sulemio #suletta x miorine #good luck charlie

[thisbelongsto-nohbodys]

I don’t know why I rushed to make this when I got home but it wouldn’t leave my head until I did.

#witch from mercury #mobile suit gundam #spongebob squarepants #sweater of tears #suletta mercury #miorine rembran #suletta x miorine #chuchu panlaunch #chuatury panlunch

[mayajadeart]

Between Miorine and Suletta, which one gets drunk, asks if the other is single, and then cries when they say no?

Actually scratch that it’s obviously Miorine.

#g_witch #sulemio #suletta x miorine #gundam the witch from mercury #g witch #this now has me wracking my brain about what drunk Suletta would do. #Suletta probably has really high alcohol tolerance come to think of it #she toll and she fit #Miorine can handle two drinks at max #and even that’s being generous. you give her half a shot and she has to be carried back home that night. #Chuchu is actually more of a lightweight than Suletta but she handles being drunk better so you can’t tell. #Suletta is probably… she’s a sleepy drunk I think #she just kinda goes ‘ehhe…’ makes weird mouth noises #and then at some point she just buried herself in Miorine’s chest and doesn’t leave for the rest of the night. #Chuchu actually gets really heartfelt. she’s an ‘a luv you man yer me best mate’ kind of drunk #she will threaten to fight anyone for you but she won’t actually do it until she’s sober #Nika is the designated driver because she doesn’t drink

[short-wooloo]

They're Here!

(Figure Rise ChuChu when?)

#wooloo-writes #wooloo writes #g witch #gundam witch from mercury #gundam witch #the witch from mercury #suletta mercury #miorine rembran #bandai #figure rise #model kit #suletta x miorine #miorine x suletta #mioletta #sulemio #chuatury panlunch #chu chu #chuchu

[gwagwagwagoogoo]

felsi x chuchu is a ship for sure but I like it in the way people enjoy watching train wrecks happen (felsi is a Arabian grey wolf btw)

I’m not good at drawing birds so nika will always look 👁️__👁️ no matter what I do

Also I preach the Miorine clingy agenda even more so in this au bc her genes are fighting against her need to cling and then also live alone in the snowy mountains

#sulemio beastars au #sulemio #suletta x miorine #miorine rembran #suletta mercury #nika nanaura #chuatury panlunch #felsi rollo #chuchu x felsi #chulsi

[incorrecttowerofgodquotes]

#I swear if y’all starting fighting on this post #this is just for fun don’t hate anyone who votes differently it’s just a tv show #gundam #g witch #gundam witch from mercury #sulemio #guesule #5nore #felchu #sabinika #shaddiguel #4sule

[shera-dnd]

Continuing with our new Suletta Sunday tradition I'm bringing you guys chapter 3!

This time we follow Chu Chu's POV as she tries to sort out her own feelings and maybe take a step towards forming a polycule

enjoy the read

To claim Chuatury Panlunch was having a bad week would be an understatement.

Because somehow, against all odds, that stupid spacian bitch managed to make her care for her. 

Honestly. 

Chu Chu of all people, caring for some thoroughbred, rich, entitled spacian girl?

Bullshit. 

Absolute insane bullshit!

But there she fucking was. Worrying about Miorine. Spending every idle moment thinking about the last words they said to each other that night. Sure, those were words Miorine needed to hear, even if Chu Chu could have used a lot more tact.

It wasn’t her fault. 

She was raised to say what she thought and never let people silence her or her feelings. That meant standing up to the spacians who saw her as trash, and that meant giving her princess the wake up call she needed.

“Her princess.”

That was so fucking stupid. 

Why did she let herself get attached? 

Miorine was Suletta’s princess. She’d been her princess from the moment they stepped out of that cockpit together. And yet a part of Chu Chu hoped Miorine could be hers too, that maybe just maybe, if she made her realize Suletta loved her, then she would realize Chu Chu–

Nope! 

Not going there! 

Not touching that with a 10ft pole!

Let those two gay idiots be happy! And if Miorine figures out she still has it bad for Chu Chu, then she’ll let her come to her, not the other way around.

She has better shit to do than to be barking at her boss’s door, asking Suletta if she can have her wife as a treat .

So she focused on her work at Gund Arm, and spent all her free time working out her stress at the gym.

Chu Chu would just focus all her feelings into the punching bag in front of her, and then proceed to beat it up until she was completely exhausted. It wasn’t the healthiest coping mechanism, but it helped her pass the time.

She had been in the middle of one of those violent venting sessions when she heard a voice call for her.

“Chu Chu!”

She turned to glare at whoever had the guts to interrupt her, her eyes boring a hole through the soul of the unlucky bastard who said her name.

That is, until she recognized the red hair, and painfully cheery personality of the last bitch she wanted to see right now.

Suletta Mercury.

“S-Sorry,” Suletta stammered, “am I interrupting something?”

Chu Chu inhaled deeply, then exhaled, her body sagging as the rage left along with her breath.

“No,” she answered, beginning to take off her gloves, “I was just about done.”

She tossed the gloves aside and walked up to the woman she had been cucking for several weeks now. 

Fuck , this was weird.

“What did you need me for?” Chu Chu asked, trying to sound as friendly as she could.

Suletta scratched the back of her head, then looked around to make sure no one was looking. 

“Miorine and I had a… conversation the other day, and I wanted to talk to you about it.”

Yeah, there was no escaping it now. Her stupid decisions have come back to bite her in the ass.

“Right,” she grumbled, “let me finish things up, and we can talk somewhere more private.”

“Of course!”

And with that Suletta was off, leaving Chu Chu behind to regain all the stress she had punched out earlier.

The next few minutes had been tense to say the least. 

There was no real reason for it, Chu Chu had already accepted that she would bear the consequences of her and Miorine’s mistakes. It was just that as she went through what was a pretty mindless routine, her thoughts had been freed to torture her in the anticipation.

Once she was no longer smelling of sweat and had changed into some clean clothes, Chu Chu stepped out of the gym with all the cheer of a convict on the way to their execution.

Suletta - for what it was worth - seemed completely unbothered and accompanied Chu Chu with the same joyful energy with which she did everything.

After a good amount of walking, Suletta seemed satisfied with how isolated they were, and came to a stop, turning to look at Chu Chu.

“Look, I’m sorry,” Chu Chu surrendered, “it was a stupid mistake and I should not have fallen for Miorine’s crap like that.”

“What?” Suletta looked at her with that confused puppy look that she always seemed to have, “why are you apologizing?”

Now Chu Chu too was left confused, “because I fucked your wife?”

“Oh!” she exclaimed, “I already knew Miorine was seeing someone else. I’m just glad it was a mutual friend who I can trust to take care of her.”

Baffled. She was genuinely fucking baffled. 

Who hears that their wife is cheating on them with one of their friends, and takes that as a positive?

“You mean you are not mad at me?” Chu Chu asked.

“I wanted to thank you actually,” Suletta answered with her usual sweet smile, “if you hadn’t talked to Mio-Mio, then we’d probably end up miserable and divorced. Our marriage was saved thanks to you.”

That… made some sense. 

It still felt strange to be thanked for something like this.

“Uh, you’re welcome?” Chu Chu tried, not fully sure of what to do now, “I just couldn’t take Miorine’s crap anymore, you know. Like she obviously loves you so much, but she keeps doing this self-sacrificial shit, because she can’t believe we could actually like her back.”

Wait. 

Fuck!

Suletta beamed in a way that could have blinded half the space station. 

“You like Miorine too?”

Chu Chu crossed her arms and scowled, “and what of it!? I’m not gonna be fucking that little princess again, if that’s what you’re getting at.”

“Aww, you call her princess,” Suletta giggled, not caring one bit for Chu Chu’s aggressive tone, “that’s really sweet.”

With a groan Chu Chu dropped her tough bitch act, her shoulders sagging and even her hair poofs seeming to fall a little lower.

“Look, that was an insult… at first at least,” she admitted, “the first time it happened it was some heat of the moment stuff. Miorine kept trying to get under my skin, pissing me off every chance she got, and I just snapped. I just wanted to put that spoiled spacian princess in her place, so I did.”

“I-I-I-I see,” Suletta stuttered, her face looking as red as one of Mio’s tomatoes.

“But she has this way of making you care for her, and make you worry, and want to see her happy, and–ugh!” she clenched her fists just thinking about it. 

How dare she fall this hard for such a bitch, “it’s like seeing some old broken mobile suit, and knowing that if you just give it the right kind of care, it would become the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen.”

It felt downright humiliating. Like she was admitting defeat.

But of course that wasn’t how Suletta took it. 

Suletta saw Chu Chu at the height of her shame, and could only offer the most tender and understanding of looks. 

Because she got it. Suletta knew exactly how Chu Chu felt, because she loved the same woman as her. 

“I knew I could trust you to care for her,” Suletta said, full of confidence.

Now it was Chu Chu’s turn to blush.

“W-Well, what do we do now?” she asked, desperate to move on from her embarrassment, “you two figured things out and it’s great and all, but where do we go from here?”

“That’s why I came here actually,” Suletta informed her, “me and Miorine wanted to talk to you, and figure out exactly where things stand between the three of us.”

Okay, a little chat with their princess, Chu Chu could do that.

“But first,” Suletta called again, “you still made my wife cry, and I can’t just let that go.”

Oh no.

“Chu Chu! I challenge you to a duel!”

She sighed and shook her head. 

She really should have seen this coming.

“Alright,” she answered, “bring it on.”

Chu Chu was about to take one hell of a beating.

#fanfic #g witch #witch from mercury #mobile suit gundam witch from mercury #chuatury panlunch #chuchu #miorine rembran #suletta mercury #mioletta #sulemio #chulemio #chuchu x miorine #chuchu x miorine x suletta

[amalgamasreal]

Miorine.exe has crashed. - by @shindo9600

#mobile suit gundam #gundam #mobile suit gundam the witch from mercury #g-witch #g witch #gwitch #gundam the witch from mercury #suletta mercury #suletta x miorine #sulemio #miorine rembran #miorine x suletta #mioletta #nika nanaura #chuatury panlunch #chuchu panlunch #nuno kargan #till nys #ojelo gabel #martin upmont #yuri #yuri art #yuri gundam #gundam art #gundam fanart

[stars-and-bards]

Some Gwitch doodles!

#gwitch #g_witch #gundam witch from mercury #sulemio #mioletta #miorine x suletta #chuchu #ericht

[ofoceansandtombsanew]

moonlit company (miorine rembran x reader)

tags: gn!reader

a/n: i always thought my first gundam fic would be about duo because he was my first gundam love but here i am. duo, my beloved, it’ll be your turn eventually.

It was guilt that led to you being Aliyah’s plus one tonight. Her parents were entrusting her to lead. It was bad luck this was the week the rest of your mutual friends were busy. 

Nika was busy helping Martin organize his notes for their shared civil engineering class. Ojelo and Nuko were out of town. Lilique, popular as ever, was on a date with someone who really seemed to be the one according to Aliyah’s most recent reading for her. And Chuchu? Everyone in your group of friends knew that she would rather bite off her tongue than subject herself to being around the wealthy for any amount of time.

Aliyah only gets the pass because her family started from the bottom and clawed their way to higher status. It also helps that you all grew up together, your friend group solidifying your first and second years of high school.

When Aliyah inevitably made her way to asking if you could be her plus one so she wouldn’t entirely be alone at this event, you felt too bad to tell her no. It would be quick, she promised.

I’d literally rather be anywhere else, you groaned quietly into your champagne. Your original Saturday plans had included ignoring your essay you planned to write the morning it was due in favor of watching the newest season of Summertime. But when you saw her, you were glad you took up the offer to tag along 

The woman is gorgeous, dressed in an off the shoulder evening blue dress with matching heels and beautiful pale silver hair pulled back into a bun. Her silver eyes are sharp and she is standing alone, a look of displeasure all over her face.

It’s then that you remember the reading Aliyah gave you a few days ago. “Once you start getting out of the house more, an opportunity for love will rise in an unexpected place,” Aliyah said as she observed the results of her reading. “But I’m seeing it could go either way, this person is a bit hard to get a read on. If it works out, though, things look like they’ll be really good.

If Chuchu had come, you know what she would be telling you in this instant. Something fervently along the lines of ‘eat the rich’, ‘class traitor’ and ‘you aren’t even going to ever see this girl again’. In this moment, you can’t find yourself caring.

She’s beautiful and you want to talk to her, even if she looks like she might try to kill you if you do. Maybe she just has resting bitch face. Or maybe she just wants to be alone. I’ll never find out staying over here though.

Your personal motto in life is simpleー rejection is better than regret. That’s what spurs you to walk from the table you plastered yourself to most of the evening to the one this girl is standing by. “Not a fan of these kinds of events?” You aren’t too surprised when you receive a look of suspicion. From this angle, she almost looks like Weiss Schnee, minus the dope scar.

“I’m not a fan of cesspools where everyone gathers just to brag about their shares and talk about outdated business plans,” Not-Weiss-Schee replies tersely. Yeah, she’s definitely been to one too many of these parties. “And what company are you from?” Despite the question, you can tell that she couldn’t care less about whatever business you’re associated with.

“I’m associated with the Best Friend Company,” there’s no look of recognition in her eyes and you are relieved there really isn’t a Best Friend Company either of you know of. ‘It’s the service where your friend begs you to tag along so they don’t have to be alone and you ditch your plans to stay home and watch Netflix all night. But she’s off talking with someone right now so I’m just sitting back and letting her have fun”

Her guard doesn’t lower but she huffs silently, “so you only sought me out to ease your boredom?”

“Oh no, I love this kind of stuff,” you grin, holding your drink lazily. “Just call me the modern day Lady Whistledown.” You gesture to the rest of the members of the event you’re attending, settling your sights on a woman at random. “See that lady over there? You’re looking at Kiona Brown. She owns a world-famous boutique in Milan but I’m pretty sure no one knows it is actually the base for her underground boxing ring.”

The white-haired woman raises an eyebrow and you aren’t sure if she is simply unimpressed or finds you stupid. “That’s Rasheeda Washington and she owns the largest black-owned software company in the state.”

Wow, I wasn’t even close with that name.

“But the stuff I just made up is still a lot more amusing than truth, right?” You down the rest of your glass with a smile, taking it in stride. At least she didn’t outright tell you to get lost, that’s better than nothing. “So she isn’t from Milan and she isn’t in fashion, but you have to admit that you would have found her a lot more interesting if it turned out she was hosting some type of Fight Club thing no one knew about.” 

You thumb in the direction of some brown-skinned man with long blond hair. “Like that guy. Is he actually some old money douche who thinks he worked hard for what he has? Or is he actually a vampire who decided to go on a world-wide wine tasting tour and is posing as some old money douche because it adds to the experience?”

She tries fighting against it but despite her best efforts, Not-Weiss-Schnee’s lips quirk into a small but visible smile. “I read a book once where the protagonist and his love interest would ride on the bus for hours making up stories about the passengers,” you recall the smell of the pages and the book’s poetic prose. You were so enamored that you eventually began trying it out yourself, making up stories of those who crossed your path and you knew you would never encounter again. “It’s pretty much my secret weapon to surviving parties.”

You nod in the direction a tall gentleman in a suit. He’s handsome with his black and pink hair and a beauty mark under his right eye. “Take that guy for instance,” you begin. “I’ve been calling him Faizan Abdul. He invests in mechanical engineering projects and he is definitely a jock. Probably basketball. But deep down he wants nothing more than to be a househusband of his working woman wife. I mean the cute apron and watching Real Housewives kind of vibe.”

She opens her mouth to protest before she closes it, surprised. “That’s,” she looks at the man who is now talking to a warm-faced woman with red hair and the cutest eyebrows you’ve ever seen. She reminded you of the last puppy of a litter waiting to be adopted, complete with a heart of gold. “a surprisingly accurate description of Guel Jeturk. But Shaddiq Zenelli isn’t old money or a wine-tasting vampire.”

You set your empty glass on the table beside you. “I pride myself on my having a 50/50 chance on being right 100% of the time,” you laugh and you’re pleased when you see the change in your companion’s body language. Her arms are still crossed yet her arms are loose and she is facing you completely.

“Alright,” silver eyes look at you with sharp amusement. “What’s the story you’ve picked out for me?”

“Your story?” You hum, drawling out your answer. “You’re definitely an entrepreneur. One that’s always several steps ahead of the game; that’s why you’re the type of stand in the corner at events. You wanna observe the competition,” maybe she has her basis in engineering as well. No, her foundation certainly lies in business. “And don’t get mad but I’ve been calling you Weiss Schnee for the past five minutes. At least, this is your cover story. I’m going all in that you’re secretly a spy and you’re here to snuff out the bad guys. How close did I get?”

“Pretty off about most of it,” Not-Weiss-Schnee admits, a tint of sadness in her smile. “Weiss Schnee is a lot cooler than Miorine Rembran, I wish I was like her.” There’s a story there but you respect where she finishes it. You don’t know the problems that plague Ms. Miorine Rembran, but you hope that tonight she feels at ease.

“Damn,” you clutch your chest with a faux hiss of pain. “50/50 chance it goes either way 100% of the time.” You click your tongue but you make sure your tone is light. “But whoever Miorine Rembran is, I think she’s a lot cooler than Miorine Rembran is giving her credit for.”

Maybe it’s arrogance or severely estimating your ability to cheer people up, but you think Miorine looks happier ーlighter?ー at your words. “And do I get to know your name now?”

“[First] [Last],” you introduce yourself seamlessly and with a mocking bow. “I kinda got dragged here by a friend. She didn’t want to come by herself. Her parents wanted her to meet some guy name Lauda, I’m here as her backup if the guy turns out to be a creep.” Other than his habit of fiddling with his hair, however, the guy seems decent enough. A bit stiff and overly serious but decent. “She’s over there with the dude who keeps playing with his hair. The sap must be nervous, I don’t blame him. Aliyah’s a total catch.”

“Aliyah Mahvash?”

“Oh you know her?”

Miorine shakes her head, “not personally, I just know of her family.” 

Family.

“Wait,” you say, feeling a new buzz of excitement as Miorine looks at you completely. “I think I recognize your name!” Miorine’s face seems to blanch at your words but the word vomit flows past your lips before you can stop yourself. “You don’t happen to be related to a Nortrette Rembran do you? It might be a long shot but that isn’t a common surname.”

The grimace quickly turns to wide-eyed surprise. “I,” she pauses before quickly collecting her composure. “Yes, she’s my mother.”

“That is so cool,” a wave of nostalgia passes over you. “After watching Jurassic Park I had a phase for a week where I wanted to be a botanist. I remember seeing her name a lot. I even watched a couple of her documentaries. One on the cultivation of tomatoes and another on the histories of other well-known crops.” You always wanted to taste the variety of tomatoes the world-famous botanist produced, but they were too rare. Not to mention expensive. “Never did go into botany but I have a few succulents. What about you? Are you in the field?”

Miorine pushes a stray lock of hair behind her ear, “no, but I garden in my spare time.” She is the most at ease she’s been since you approached her. “I mostly focus on growing her tomatoes but there are other plants I grow too.”

You consider this an invitation to pursue further conversation. “I’ve always wanted to try those,” everyone makes them sound like a gift from the heaven’s. “Do you focus only on growing produce or do you plant flowers too?”

And that is how you fall into a lengthy conversation about Miorine’s greenhouse. Growing her mother’s tomatoes is her pride but she grows a plethora of other thingsー heather, potted hydrangeas and other assorted flora. You’re halfway through a conversation about her attempts to keep a calathea alive with some sort of fungal fertilizer when you notice a persistent movement.

From the corner of your eye, you see Aliyah’s wave. Guess we finally capped at the length of time she’s obligated to be here. “Looks like we’re about to bounce,” you nod in your friend’s direction before turning your gaze back at Miorine. 

“Then you should get going,” Miorine sighs, glowering at as she stares in a particular direction. “It gets more boring from here. Escape while you can.”

You can’t hold back a snicker, “thanks for the warning, we’ll head out then.” Rejection’s better than regret. “But if you still want company so you don’t have to die from boredom, we can swap contact info if you want.”

Miorine practically shoves her phone, unlocked, in your hands. “I would have been really disappointed if after all that you didn’t ask for my number.”

“Maybe I just didn’t want to assume one good chat was an invite to make this more than a one time talk,” you laugh as you type your number in her phone and give yourself a quick ‘Not Weiss Schnee’. Your phone vibrates and you are more than satisfied.

“You don’t get to interrupt my misery and then make a break for it before this party gets unbearable.” Miorine looks at you you sharply, but it isn’t intimidating when her cheeks are flush pink. “I’m expecting you to hold up your end of the deal,” say continues briskly. “Keep me company.”

Who are you to abandon a woman in need of your help? You respond by immediately sending her the most recent meme that made you wheeze at 3 o’clock in the morning. “Prepare for a lot of made up BS about whoever my uber driver is. I’m calling it now that they’re actually a popular idol but they go under disguise as an uber driver in order to get some normalcy in their life.”

A chuckle, light and mellifluous, escapes Miorine’s lips, “let me know about your 50/50 chance of being right 100% of the time then.”

I’m never doubting the cards again. A thought that makes no sense when you never doubted Aliyah’s divination to begin with.

You give Aliyah an inquisitive but amused look when you both settle in the uber, “so? Is that Lauda guy nice?”

Aliyah looks reluctant when she admits, “he wasn’t as bad as I thought he would be. He’s pretty serious but he cares a lot for his family.” There is a strong ‘but I don’t want to tell my parents they were right, the guy they’re trying to set me up with is actually a decent guy.’ “But what about you? I lost track of you for a bit. Who was that you were talking to? I didn’t get a good look at her.”

You grin, grip tightening on your phone, “yeah, pretty sure I just got a date with the prettiest girl in the room.”

Your friend perks up in excitement. It shouldn’t be a surprise for either of you, Aliyah’s readings always come true. “What’s her name?”

“Miorine Rembran,” you answer offhandedly as you see you already received a message from the woman in question, demanding you to not change her contact to Weiss Schnee. You chuckle and quickly reply that she’ll have buy your compliance by agreeing to meet up soon. Dinner and a movie is too awkward and restrictive. ‘You ever been to a cooking class? Because there’s a class I’ve been wanting to take and they let you bring a plus one’ you thumb out onto your screen. “She’s the daughter of Nor-”

“Miorine Rembran.” Aliyah’s eyes look like they’re going to bulge out of her sockets. “Miorine Rembran,” she wheezes. “The only daughter of the president of the Benerit Group?!” 

Your jaw goes slack. The president of the Benerit Group. The guy Chuchu curses vehemently whenever he is on the news.

Your uber driver whips their head at the both of you when they stop at a red light. “You chatted up that Miorine Rembran?!”

#look she's writing #gundam x reader #miorine rembran #miorine x reader #writer's block works hard but i struggle harder TAT #me writing at my worst

[logo-comics]

Suletta x Miorine & Chuatury Panlunch

Title: I am an understanding bride.

"She and I are to wed," Miorine said, her head tilted away from the Earthian, "This is an absolute certainty. Regardless of my opinions, however, she can spend time with whomsoever she pleases."

"Good to know," Chuchu smirked, causing Miorine's eyes to narrow.

Suletta, for her part, was already inching towards the door. Whatever was about to happen, she doubted she wanted any part in it.

#fanfic summaries #gundam the witch from mercury

[maguro13-2]

[Ceremony of Humiliation - Masamichi Amano]

Duo Maxwell : Hey, guys. What's happening?

Heero Yuy : Didn't you heard about the Unparalleled Gundam Sex Industry?

Duo Maxwell : Unparalleled Gundam Sex Industry? There's no such thing as the Gundam Sex Industry. We don't have those. Why would you ask a stupid question like that?

Heero Yuy : You might wanna look at this, they're doing something to all of the Gundam women turning their selves into corruption in the Sex Industry.

Duo Maxwell : Wait, like turning into Harlots...?

*images flashing*

Duo Maxwell : Sh**! I gotta stop this! Don't worry, I'm gonna go find this "unparalleled Gundam Sex Industry and find these bastards so that I may put a shutdown to this illegal activity! (Runs off)

Heero Yuy : Hey, Duo! Where are you going!? (Runs after him)

(various scenes of the Gundam protags running fast)

Amuro : Why is everyone in bit of pickle? Is it because of the industry!?

Kira : An Unparalleled sex industry, that didn't happened in our universe, why would someone do that in the Gundam universe?

Domon : A Sex Industry in the Gundam universe? Well, not on my watch! I'll show those bastards! Where are those sick self-arrogant sons of b*tches!

Kou Uraki : I better hurry and find that place!

Heero Yuy : You all heard the whole thing, right! There's a sex industry and I don't think that it did not happened in the Gundam universe! This would never happened if we never told the fans that they've been making doujinshis for pornographs! That's only in fiction! How can Gundam can have a world robots while there is a sex industry and all of our women is about to be corrupted! We can't let this happen to humanity!

Amuro : Everyone let's get to the sex industry, rescue all of our women and get them to the rehabilitation center! CHARGE!!!

(an uproar of the Gundam Protags as they charges to the entrance of a building, then cuts to the group arrive inside)

Amuro : Women of the Gundam universe! What's this Unparalleled Gundam Sex Industry that you are...(gasped in shock)

*DBZ SFX : SURPRISE X3*

Amuro : Is this all of our women of the Gundam universe?

Domon : Those dirty bastards!

Aerial : Help! Help! Look what they've done to me! They turned me into a freaking sex bot and now i'm humiliated!

Kira : What the--Aerial, the Gundam Robot and this is...

Domon : Those are girls from the Witch of Mercury show, what have you done to them!? You men are disgusting people! Is that Miorine Rembran and...Ohh!

*DBZ SFX : SURPRISE*

Gundam Protags : [together] OH NO! NOT YOU TOO! SULETTA!!!

Suletta : (ahegao) Please...I'm sorry everyone, forgive all of us.

Duo Maxwell : [enraged] ....You...You dirty bastards! (Summons the scythe of his Deathscythe robot) I'll make you all pay for your sins! I WILL MAKE YOU ALL PAY!!!

Man 1 : What's this with moron wielding a weapon'

Man 2 : Oh Sh**! This asshole's the f**king reaper!

Man 3 : That Motherf**ker!

Duo Maxwell : ....Kill all of you...(his eyes turn red) I'LL KILL ALL OF YOU, YOU DIRTY HEARTLESS BASTARDS!

Prospera : W-Wait! Are you going to draw a Gundam's weapon on us that is part of the Industry!?

Duo Maxwell : Humans of the Gundam universe. For corrupting our female companions and our female love birds, this is what you get for ruining with so much filth to our universe! And as a matter fact, I will never forgive a bunch of sinners like you! You will the pay for the transgressions that you caused! (Battlecries and charges) DIE!!!

Suletta : NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

*DBZ : SLASH+STAB*

(People screaming in agonizing pain)

Amuro : SULETTA!!!

Suletta : (wakes up from dream) AAAH! NOOOO! I don't want to be a harlot in the corruptive adult industry! Oh thank goodness it was only a dream!

Prospera : Or is it?

Suletta : GAAAAAHHHH!!! (Shows herself tied to an x-shape cross and then cuts to her waking up from another dream) NOOOO! PLEASE! ANYTHING BUT THAT! ANYTHING-

*SPLASH!*

Chuchu : I told you that would shut her up. She's been doing that in her sleep, with all the goddamn yelling.

Suletta : Uhh, guys. Where am I?

Miorine : Well, You are currently in a hospital in Japan and the doctor says that you were in a coma in for days.

Suletta : How long was in this place?

Miorine : About a week.

Suletta : Guys! I thought you were all part of the Unparalleled Gundam Sex Industry, that one place where we became all harlots and I was there, oh never felt so corrupted that all of humanity have turned into a filthy harlot! Corruption was not the answers and mom was there!

Chuchu : Unparalleled Gundam Sex Industry? You mean you've been talking about that pornographic doujin that you founded from my porno stash in my parents' garage?

Suletta : Well, umm, quite certainly. In fact--*PUNCH+GLASS SHATTER* OW! What did you do that for?!

Chuchu : That's for going into my porno stash in my parents' Garage, Mercury idiot!

Miorine : You mean all that Unparalleled Gundam Sex Industry thing was just a doujin from a stash of Adultery in her parents' Garage?

Suletta : Well, it was totally worth it for Gundam girls going corrupted in the sex industry as harlots or porn stars is not feeling a little too comfortable.

Miorine : You certainly, glad. Here i'll show you a nice book to read and it will help you fall back to sleep. Huh? (Holding the Unparalleled Gundam Sex Industry doujin)

Chuchu: Hey, that's the doujin from my porno stash that you founded in my parents' garage! She must've put it in her bag!

Suletta : Uhh, I guess the sex industry wasn't great for all of us. At least we're totally normal now by the way. (Nervously laugh) No hard feelings right.

*STEAM WHISTLING*

Miorine : [blood boiling] Why you perverted...I'M GOING TO KILL YOUUUUU!!

"SMASH!"

*DING*

Miorine : This is the last and 412th that I told you about looking into people's things without asking permission! (Groans) I can't believe that I people make dirty things to us and humiliate our lives! (Leaves) I didn't get paid enough for this sh*t.

Suletta : This wouldn't been a weird fantasy if I was a harlot or an outsider from across the lands. Oh well, at least, I still have my tanuki leaf costume.

Miorine : Hey, guys. We're going to see the new Godzilla movie!

Chuchu : Godzilla movie!? No way! It's gonna way better than the sequels! (The girls leaves)

Suletta : Hey, guys! Wait for me! (Gets out of bed and walks after to the group) I can't wait to see that new--Wait, Why is there a cath--(screaming in pain)

Miorine : Ah, sh*t! I forgot, they put a catheter in her mating parts while in a coma.

Suletta : It's really excruciating right now! I can feel it! Oh god! I should've stayed in bead instead and help me fix it before I pass out! Someone help me get someone fix it! Putting a catheter in my vag is a not a great experience in my sex parts! Someone call for help!

Miorine : (sighs) I'm gonna go get the nurse.

#mobile suit gundam #g witch #gundam wing #gundam seed #gundam 0083 #gundam suisei no majo #gundam witch from mercury #studio sunrise #crossover #comedy #dark comedy #humor #dark humor

[shera-dnd]

That's the last of my Suletta Sundays

And yeah this one is mostly smut

If you don't want that you can just stop at the scene cut

For everyone else

enjoy the show~

It had been a long day at the office at Gund Arm Inc.. After quite a few days of less than optimal use of her time - with most of it being spent crying and emotionally spiraling - Miorine finally had a productive, well spent day getting her company back in gear.

Who knew being in a good mood could improve her work this much?

One person did come to mind. One who did her best to get Miorine to open up, and fix the mess she had caused for herself.

Someone Miorine should definitely talk to about their current situation.

Though… not tonight. 

Tonight her feet were sore, and she was just about completely exhausted by the time she got home. 

Their talk could wait another day.

She had just opened the door to her house - and was finally taking off those damn heels - when she heard the familiar sound of her husband’s laughter.

“I really wasn’t expecting that move,” came Suletta’s voice from their kitchen.

It was another voice’s turn to laugh, “I was betting on that. You don’t seem the type to watch wrestling.”

Miorine knew that voice well. The voice of someone who had been very present in her mind.

She walked into the kitchen, just to meet those pink twin puffs of hair she had grown so used to seeing.

“Hey there, Princess,” greeted Chu Chu, leaning back on one of their chairs.

“Mio Mio!” Suletta, who was sitting across from Chu Chu, immediately jumped to her feet and walked up to Miorine to give her a kiss on the cheek.

“Hey, tomato,” Miorine whispered and kissed her back, before turning to address the pink elephant in the room, “I see you two are in a good mood. I take it you worked things out?”

“Yes!” Suletta nodded, “we talked about it, and there are no hard feelings.”

Chu Chu chuckled, “you say that now, but you’re the one who challenged me to a duel.”

“You did what?” Miorine blurted out.

“S-S-S-Sorry,” Suletta sputtered out, “but she still made you cry, so I couldn’t let that slide.”

It was a foolish decision, and a terrible way to settle things, but could she really be mad at her husband for something like that?

“You’re far too kind for your own good,” Miorine sighed and shook her head, “so what were the conditions of your duel?”

“If I won then Chu Chu would have to personally apologize to you for making you cry,” Suletta answered promptly.

Okay, that one Miorine already expected. That was how she and Suletta had gotten engaged after all.

“And if I won,” Chu Chu continued, smirking up at Miorine the entire time, “we’d get to share you for a while.”

Miorine was unphased.

“So when will I be getting my apology?” She dead-panned.

“What?” Chu Chu called in a terrible attempt at a tease, “are you so sure I didn’t come here just to propose a threesome?”

She raised an eyebrow, “I trust my husband’s ability.”

Chu Chu crossed her arms and relented, “fine, fine. Suletta won, not like anyone is surprised by that.”

Having finally decided to stop messing around, Chu Chu got up from her seat and walked up to Miorine, lowering her head as she said, “I’m sorry. I never wanted to make you cry. I still think what I did was necessary but… shit, it doesn’t mean I don’t feel terrible about it.”

“Apology accepted,” Miorine declared, “and you’re right. I did need to hear that.”

Chu Chu sighed and let her shoulders sag, tension leaving her body. “I guess that’s out of the way now, so I should get going.”

She could only take one step towards the door before she heard Suletta’s voice shout.

“Wait!”

Both of them turned to look at her, surprised by such a loud outburst from Suletta.

This only made her recoil back to her seat and try to disappear behind the table.

“S-S-S-Sorry,” she muttered, eyes avoiding their gaze at all cost, “it’s just that… you care for Miorine too, don’t you? That’s why you said all the things you said, right? Because you also care for her.”

Chu Chu did not seem comfortable being put on the spot like this, but she surrendered regardless, “yeah, of course I care for her. I wouldn’t have done any of this shit if I didn’t.”

And with that Suletta perked up again, “so you shouldn’t have to leave. You care about Mio Mio, and Mio Mio enjoys your company, so you should be able to stay, right?”

Chu Chu let out a nervous chuckle, as she looked at Miorine with uncertainty, before turning back to Suletta. 

“Look, I–You two are happy together now, right? I wouldn’t want to get in the way.”

“Suletta,” Miorine followed, with worry in her eyes, “you know you don’t have to do this. You already make me happy. I don’t need a mistress.”

But Suletta wouldn’t budge.

 She looked at them with the same fire in her eyes as she had when she piloted a mobile suit.

“I know I make you happy, but together we can make you happier,” Suletta insisted, “I don’t want Chu Chu to be your mistress. I want her to be with us.”

She looked Miorine in the eye, and placed both hands on the table as if bracing for what she was about to say.

“So Ms. Miorine,” she declared, “let us both take care of you!”

~~~

‘ How did this happen,’ Miorine asked herself as she felt her body hit the bed.

‘ This was not what she had planned’ , her thoughts continued as Chu Chu lowered herself over her.

Chu Chu’s mouth met hers, and Miorine found herself opening her mouth almost instinctively for Chu Chu’s tongue to enter.

What silly questions. 

Why did it even matter how this happened? Why care about plans for the night when she could enjoy this ?

Rough hands grabbed at her body and soon Miorine felt herself being turned around so she’d be straddling Chu Chu. 

A bit off from what they usually did, but not like Miorine was complaining.

The reason for this change in position came quickly as she felt teeth biting at her asscheek. 

She let out a surprised yelp, and turned to find a very embarrassed Suletta still very close to her ass.

“S-S-Sorry,” Suletta shrunk, “it was just so pretty, and round, and it-it made me think of your tomatoes.”

Of course that was her reasoning. 

That sweet loving dork .

Chu Chu for her part chuckled and teased, “hey, I can teach you how to make it as red as her tomatoes if you want.”

Unfortunately the only thing getting red was Suletta’s face, so Miorine did what any good wife would do, and stood up for her husband.

“Don’t tease her,” Miorine intervened, “we can save the heavy stuff for next time. Just let this be sweet, okay?”

“Already planning next time, huh, princess?” Chu Chu answered, earning herself a glare, “what? I’m not teasing her .”

Miorine groaned, but she wasn’t about to let Chu Chu’s antics get in the way of her dream threesome.

“Suletta, you can keep going, I was just surprised,” she assured her wife, with a sweet smile, before turning to the menace she was currently straddling, “and you better find a better use for your mouth.”

Both of them were happy and eager to follow her instructions. 

Chu Chu took her mouth with the same forcefulness she took anything she wanted - something Miorine had grown to appreciate greatly - and Suletta returned her attention to Miorine’s butt, both her hands holding it firmly in place as she covered her ass cheeks in bites, and licks, and kisses.

Soon kissing proved to not be enough for Chu Chu, and her mouth found its way to Miorine’s neck, kissing and sucking greedily at her pulse point. 

Even that was not enough for her, and her hand sneaked under Miorine’s bra so she could play with her breasts.

Suletta, for her part, refused to be outdone. 

Her mouth, which had aimlessly wandered over Miorine’s ass cheeks, now finally brought its attention to where she needed it most. 

Even though she still had her underwear on, Suletta’s blind enthusiasm was not to be deterred by something as simple as a piece of clothing, and she began to lick and kiss through the cloth without even caring to remove it.

And with that came the first of what would hopefully many moans from Miorine’s throat.

“I think our princess needs your attention,” Chu Chu said, playfully, “how about you grab the strap while I get her ready for you?”

Miorine turned her head to see Suletta blinking the haze of lust away from her eyes. 

It was so strange seeing Suletta like this. The sweet, kind woman, looking at her with nothing short of hunger in her eyes. It sent a shiver down Miorine’s spine.

“What?” Suletta asked, seeming to have recovered any higher brain functions she had once lost.

“The strap,” Chu Chu repeated, “so you can give your wife the fucking she needs?”

Chuatury Panlunch truly had a way with words.

Suletta seemed less affected by the crass choice of words, instead just leaning back and hiding her face behind Miorine’s ass in embarrassment.

“I-I don’t think that will be necessary,” she muttered, before standing up, revealing the bulge straining against the fabric of her briefs.

Chu Chu whistled at that, “well look at that, looks like Mercury isn’t as backwards as we thought.”

This did nothing to calm Suletta down, who was now busy trying to figure out if she should hide her face or her erection.

“I-I can still get the strap if you want me to,” Suletta offered, trying to minimize her shame.

Miorine, of course, already knew what kind of equipment her husband was packing. Though it was a different thing to know that that was an option, and to have that option quite literally standing before her.

And now that it was, she knew exactly what she wanted.

“I want you,” Miorine called, catching her husband by surprise. She turned around so Suletta could see her properly and spread her legs for her, “I want you inside me.”

There it was again, that hunger in her eyes.

Oh , Miorine was in for a treat.

Two pairs of hands grabbed at Miorine’s underwear, stripping her completely naked and exposing just how wet she was.

“Wow,” Suletta said in awe, “did-did we do that?”

“Yeah,” Chu Chu smirked, “and we’re about to do a lot more.”

One hand slid down Miorine’s stomach and between her legs, a pair of calloused fingers spreading her up for Suletta to see.

It felt so silly to be so embarrassed right now, after all they had already done, but Miorine couldn’t help herself. 

She just turned her face away so Suletta couldn’t see how hard she was blushing, unfortunately that meant she had to expose herself to Chu Chu instead.

“Come on, princess,” she teased, “don’t be shy. Me and your husband are gonna take good care of you.”

Right on cue, Suletta lowered herself over her. 

Not actually touching her, but just hovering right over Miorine.

“May I?” Suletta asked, still somehow uncertain.

How could Miorine ever say no to her? 

“Please!”

And just like that, Suletta allowed herself to sink in.

“Fuck!”

She had been waiting for this for so long. Thinking about Suletta and how good it would feel to have her take her like this. To let her strong husband just ruin her and– 

Okay maybe she was the one who was sex crazed, but could anyone blame her?

“Take it slow,” Chu Chu instructed, and Suletta followed her lead.

Even at this rhythm, their combined work was enough to make Miorine squirm and whine. She wanted to buck her hips up and just fuck herself on Suletta’s cock, but Chu Chu held her firmly in place, forcing her to withstand this excruciatingly slow pace.

Though Suletta seemed to be struggling with it just the same.

“Mio Mio,” Suletta breathed out, eyes greedily taking in every inch of Miorine, “I didn’t know I could… I could make you feel this good .”

Miorine shuddered, and Suletta’s eyes went wide in response.

She pressed her body down on Miorine’s, one hand firmly grabbing her ass and holding her in place. 

Suletta began to thrust with wild abandon - no sense of rhythm, just a feral desire to make Miorine feel good.

It was downright overwhelming.

“Hey, hey!” Chu Chu called, “slow down there, Holder”

That seemed to whisk Suletta back from the trance she had worked herself into.

“S-S-S-Sorry,” she blurted out, “did I overdo it?”

Miorine could only shake her head, unable to form proper words.

“It’s fine,” Chu Chu assured her, her voice uncharacteristically sweet, “you wanna make our princess feel good, right?”

Suletta nodded, looking far too shy for someone who was currently balls deep in someone else.

“Then you gotta keep a good rhythm,” she told her, “help the pleasure last.”

She nodded again, before looking down at Miorine, “a-a-are you okay with that?”

It occurred to Miorine that she might actually be the luckiest woman in the solar system. Not because of her name, or inheritance, or company, but because she was married to the most caring human being to ever live.

The thought moved her enough to help her recover from her terribly needy state. 

She reached up to cup Suletta’s cheek and reassured her. 

“Keep going.”

That was enough to get Suletta going again, pausing only to kiss the palm of Miorine’s hand, before returning to her thrusts.

“There we go. You can speed up, but try to keep a consistent rhythm,” Chu Chu guided her, “now follow my lead.”

Miorine barely had a moment to worry about what that meant before she felt a rough hand grabbing at her left breast. 

Suletta soon followed, pawing at Miorine’s right as well.

One hand was controlled, experienced, it knew just how to squeeze to work as much pleasure out of her as possible. Just enough force, just in the right places.

The other was wild and eager. It pawed and groped and grabbed with little technique or understanding. All it knew is that this would make Miorine happy, and that’s all it ever needed.

Together they made Miorine squirm. 

She turned her face to avoid Suletta’s hungry gaze, but was met by Chu Chu’s lips on hers. 

A quiet moan worked its way out of her, and that was all the opening Chu Chu needed to shove her tongue in.

That woman may act all smug and in control, but her lips betrayed just how needy she was. Nowhere near as desperate as Suletta, but just as eager to drink in every little sound of pleasure that escaped her.

Thankfully that was a thirst she was happy to sate.

She broke away from Chu Chu’s lips, having little time to catch her breath before Suletta’s mouth pressed against hers. 

It made her shudder .

It wasn’t like they had kissed plenty of times since they had figured out their feelings for each other. It was simply the context and the burning passion that made this one different, that made Miorine feel like a rabbit caught between two starving predators.

Chu Chu seemed to realize she wouldn’t be having Miorine’s mouth any time soon, so she decided to make do with her neck. First as a soft nibble, but soon working up to a proper bite.

Miorine whined, and once again Suletta was left in awe at her little reactions, like every sound that came out of her was the most beautiful thing she ever heard. And of course she needed to hear it again.

Suletta freed Miorine’s mouth so she could sing for them, and then moved to join Chu Chu at her neck.

That broke whatever semblance of restraint there still was in Miorine’s body.

Two bodies pressed against hers. 

Strong muscles holding her in place. 

Hands grabbing at her breasts and bruising her ass. 

Mouths biting, and kissing, and sucking at her neck. 

All of this as Suletta’s hips pistoned against her faster and faster.

It was all too much.

She cried out the words, “Suletta!”, “Chu Chu!”, and “more!” until her voice had gone hoarse. Fingers grasping at the sheets in a futile attempt to regain some sense of control.

Then Chu Chu’s hand, which had held her nice and open for her husband, moved again to play with Miorine’s clit. And she knew now she wouldn’t last much longer.

Miorine was now on the verge of being reduced to a sweaty puddle on their bed. Just a little more and–

“M-Mio Mio,” Suletta cried, “I’m gonna... I feel like I’m…”

There it was. The last push. The reminder that even as Suletta did all this for her, even as she put Miorine’s own pleasure and happiness above everything else, that she was still loving every last second of it. That Miorine could make her feel just as good.

“Do it!” she downright begged, “do it, please!”

And just like that they both came undone. Suletta collapsed over her even as her hips continued to thrust forward on instinct alone, pumping her load into Miorine’s body with a loud groan of release.

Miorine, for her part, saw only white. Every one of her senses overwhelmed by pleasure.

They remained like that a little longer, basking in the afterglow of their mutual orgasm. Nothing but the sound of their breaths to remind them of where they were.

That and a single smug chuckle from an insufferable pink woman.

“Ugh,” Miorine groaned, giving Chu Chu a light slap on the arm, “be quiet.”

Suletta though, perked up in attention, her freakish stamina once again being put to use.

“Wait!” she called, “we haven’t taken care of Chu Chu yet.”

The chuckle turned into a hearty laugh as she waved her off, “it’s fine. I’m stone anyways.”

Suletta turned her head like a little confused puppy, quickly reminding both Miorine and Chu Chu of why they were attracted to this woman.

“Stone?”

“It means I’m not into being touched, especially down there,” Chu Chu explained.

There was obviously more nuance to it than that, but that could wait for later.

“But doesn’t that mean you’re not getting anything out of this?” Suletta asked, sounding both worried and confused.

“Of course I do,” she assured her, turning to plant a kiss on Miorine’s cheek before continuing, “I get to watch our princess make a mess of herself.”

That made it click for Suletta. That was all she needed to know.

“Yeah,” Suletta answered, kissing Miorine’s other cheek, “you’re right.”

Chu Chu giggled, “you sure are lucky, Mercury Girl.”

“No,” Suletta spoke softly, “ we’re lucky .”

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