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Wow, this is LONG. (That's what she said!)
Okay, so there's an episode of How I Met Your Mother where the gang tries to figure out 50 reasons to have sex. I've been trying to write more, so I thought this prompt would work great for my favorite SC ship, Mi-na/Yun-seong. However, I quickly realized my PHD disseration would be shorter than a 50 Reasons story would be (I am many things, but I'm not brief) so I said fuck it and did 20 reasons instead. So yay!
It has been a while since I've written anything for Soul Calibur (and what I did write years and years ago, I've tried to purge from my memory) so this is mostly just having fun with the characters. There is a small plot amongst all this but it's not really anything important.
So here we go! :)
Mi-na was aghast. "One room? Really? He snores so loud!"
"Sorry, miss." The innkeeper looked contrite. "One room, with a large bed. That's all we have available."
Mi-na frowned. Either share a room with Yun-seong’s noisy ass or sleep outside in the cold. "Okay, I guess I don't have a choice." She sighed, turned to wave Yun-seong over, but he had his back to her.
"Hey," she said, grabbing his arm. He turned, and looked so excited she tilted her head. "What?"
"Mi-na, look!" Yun-seong pointed outside. It had begun to snow.
Mi-na laughed. "It's winter, dummy, it snows." His enthusiasm was pretty cute, not that she'd ever admit it out loud. "Come on, I'm tired." She grabbed his arm, pulled him away from the window and led the way toward their room.
“Uh, we're sharing a room?" Yun-seong asked, surprised.
"Don't make it weird! This was the only room they had." She opened the door. The large bed in the room seemed to have a spotlight shining on it.
"Oh." Yun-seong looked away from the double bed and scowled at Mi-na. "Are you gonna make me sleep on the floor?"
Mi-na paused. "I wasn't, but that is a great idea!"
"No, come on," Yun-seong whined. "My back hurts from having to carry all your crap around all day! And there's so much room! You're not even gonna know I'm here."
"I find that very unlikely," Mi-na answered, and sighed when he pouted.
"We sleep closer together on the ground outside," he pointed out, scowling. "And it's cold!!!"
Mi-na sighed. "Okay, fine! But I better not roll over and find you on top of me!"
"Uh, that doesn't make any sense--"
Mi-na held up her hand, and glared at him. He rolled his eyes but didn't argue.
Sleeping in the same bed was as awkward as Mi-na knew it would be. Actually, it was more awkward, as neither had exactly packed pajamas for their adventure, and they'd both accidentally seen each other naked while they were getting ready for bed.
Yun-seong stared at her for a full minute before she snapped at him, and he locked himself in the small bathroom in his embarrassment. She rolled her eyes. "Can you just be a normal person for once? I saw you naked too, I'm not hiding!"
"It's different!"
"How so?" She’d seen every inch of him. He never wore much, usually preferred to walk around with his shirt wide open or didn't even bother to wear one, and although she would never admit that his toned, muscled body was hard to get out of her mind, it was even harder to do now that she'd seen him naked. It was hard to juxtapose that body with the reckless, hot-headed kid she'd chased halfway across the continent.
He came out of the bathroom with his underwear on, finally, avoiding her gaze resolutely. She sighed, exasperated with Yun-seong and annoyed with herself for being attracted to him. Still the same dumb Yun-seong. Just in a nicer package. Don’t think about his package. "Just go to sleep, okay? Stop making it weird."
She put a pillow between them pointedly, and Yun-seong scowled at her before rolling over, his broad back facing her. She resisted the urge to touch it ( what the hell is wrong with me!?) and instead stared up at the ceiling.
"Night, Mi-na."
She turned and glanced at him. "Um, good night."
He was already snoring.
Mi-na stared at the ceiling, mentally smothering Yun-seong with one of the pillows she'd placed between them. He was snoring, oblivious to anything on her mind. Must be nice. She'd give her left arm to go to sleep, anything to stop herself from lusting after her friend.
He probably wouldn't want to, anyway. That probably wasn't true, the way he'd stared at her naked body, but for all his faults, he was actually quite the gentleman. If anything was going to happen between them, she would have to initiate it. For some reason that just made her want to jump him even more.
Fuck it. She poked him. "Hey. Wake up."
Yun-seong grunted in his sleep. Making a face, she grabbed his shoulder and shook him, paying no attention to how warm he was. He felt like a furnace, deliciously warm and enticing. He even smelled good. She was going to soak through her underwear if this kept up.
"Yun-seong, wake up, goddamn it--" She leaned over him, flicked his nose. He woke up after the third time, and stared at her, seemed surprised she was basically lying on top of his shoulder.
"Uh, hi," he said, blinking the sleep from his eyes. "You all right?"
"No. I've got something on my mind." Am I actually doing this? I'm losing my mind.
"Oh. What?"
Mi-na hesitated. This is such a bad idea. I should not be doing this, I'm supposed to be the sane one--
A snore interrupted her thoughts. Outraged, she reached over and shoved him. "Hey!"
"Ow, I'm awake! What?"
"Don't ask me a question and not listen for the answer, that's rude!"
"You leave these big boring pauses in your sentences."
If I punch him, I don't get what I want. Instead, she smiled at him. "I've got a weird problem. And I... I think... you can fix it."
"I can?"
Metaphors were lost on him, so she sat up, pulled her top off and tossed it at him. She'd left the one candle lit, so he could clearly see her, and his eyes widened.
"You wanna?" she asked.
"Do I... want to..." He took his eyes off her breasts (with obvious effort) and looked at her face.
That brain does not belong in that body. Mi-na lost her patience. "Are you going to make me say it? Yun-seong, I have not--" She made an obscene hand gesture, which made his eyes grow even wider--"in a long time, okay? So you wanna help me out, so I can go to sleep? Because it's not like I can take a cold bath, it's freezing!"
Yun-seong was still staring at her like she had two heads, which immediately pissed her off. "Fine, just--this never happened!" She glared at him before rolling over.
"No!! I--" He grabbed her, pulled her over to his side, and when she turned to glower at him, he kissed her.
Oh. This is happening . She deepened their kiss, got her fingers in his hair, and when he rolled her onto her back and got on top of her, she pushed him up by his shoulders, stared at him.
"Why do you get to be on top?" she complained. He was holding himself above her, her legs on either side of his hips. Her heart was pounding in her chest.
Yun-seong looked sheepish. "Oh. Uh, isn't that how it normally goes?
"There's lots of ways to..." Something occurred to her, and Yun-seong looked away from her then, his embarrassment visible even in the dim candlelight. "You've done this before, right?"
"No. Shut up! I wanted to but I never met anyone."
"I find that hard to believe." They'd been friends since they were kids, so she didn't quite look at him that way (uh, she couldn't say that any more, now could she), but even she would have objectively admitted how attractive Yun-seong was. "Hey, it's okay! It's not hard." She grinned, bumped her hips against his. "I can teach you."
Yun-seong's scowl went away when she did that, and he kissed her again. They rolled around in bed for a few minutes, kicking off the rest of the clothes they'd slept in, and Mi-na grinned triumphantly as she straddled his hips, shoving his shoulders back against the mattress.
"This is more like it. Oh, stop pouting and appreciate the view," she teased, grabbing his hands and putting them on her breasts. His hands were big and rough, and he got over his shyness pretty quickly, kissing her again. Mina sighed, reached between her legs to line him up.
"Ummm--" He looked nervous again.
"Do you want to? We can stop." She was more aroused than she could ever remember being, but she wasn't going to force him into anything. Yun-seong shook his head immediately.
"NO! You're-- I don't want to fuck up." He groaned when she ground her hips, rubbing her slit against his hard length. "Oh, fuck. Don't stop doing that."
"You sure?" Mi-na teased. "What I have in mind will feel a lot better." She leaned down, kissed him again, and when he responded eagerly she shifted her hand between them, guided him inside her.
He let out a groan. " Fuck , Mi-na."
"That's what we're doing," Mi-na answered, but he was so big and felt so good inside her she couldn't think of much else to say. She braced her hands on his hard chest for balance, smirked when she realized he was thrusting his hips up against hers.
It had been a long, long time since she’d done this, and Yun-seong’s obvious enthusiasm was making her regret not doing this sooner. She kept her hands on his toned chest, bracing herself as she rocked her hips, sighing in pleasure as his big hands squeezed her breasts. A knot of pleasure was forming between her legs, so hot and achy and unbearable she was literally grinding on his lap, trying to get the release she craved. She couldn’t control her movements. Yun-seong pulled her down closer, got his arms around her back, and after a few hard thrusts it became too much for Mi-na. He followed her over soon after, and Mi-na groaned, regretting not asking him to pull out.
She slowly pushed herself off his chest, rolled over onto her side and collapsed. They lay there in companionable silence for a long moment, both trying to catch their breath.
"Oh, fuck. That was..." He turned his head to look at her, and she was surprised at how concerned she looked. "Uh, you got... yours, right?"
She snorted. "Yes. Twice, actually. Can't you tell?" Normally she wouldn't give him any more reasons to brag, but for that he deserved the credit, especially for his first time. "But you tell anyone and I'll deny it."
"Guess I won't go running through the streets then." He grinned, laughed when Mi-na smacked his chest.
"You know what? Tell whoever you want. I guess you kept it pent up for long enough, you need to make up for lost time." Mi-na grinned, prodded his arm as she scooted off him.
They were contently quiet for a long moment before he spoke up again. "Why did you want to do it with me ?"
"Ummm... do you really need a reason?" Mi-na asked. "It's been a while. And..." She played with the edge of the blanket, avoiding his gaze. The way he was looking at her made her slightly flustered.
"Ha! I always knew you were into me." Yun-seong rolled over on his side, propped himself on his elbow and grinned at her.
Mi-na scowled at him. "As if. It's not going to happen again, that was a one-time thing."
"All right. I guess I can die happy now." He grinned wider when she blushed, and he yawned loudly. "If you change your mind I’ll be right here. But just in case you don't…" He pulled the blanket back, looked at Mi-na's breasts again, and grinned when she swatted at him. "One last look." He kissed her once, threw his arm around her waist, and was asleep instantly. Mi-na groaned as his snores filled the room.
She definitely didn't think she'd be taking Yun-seong's virginity in a candlelit room in a tiny Spanish inn on a snowy winter night (or at all, for that matter), but it had happened. Yun-seong pillowed his head in her shoulder, looked happy in his sleep.
She sighed. This might not have been my best idea . Still, though, that had been great... way better than she'd dared hope for. Yun-seong might not have done it before but his body was primed and ready for it.
No, we shouldn't do it again. The last thing she wanted to do was make things awkward between them when they still had an interminable amount of time together before returning home.
But she could definitely think of a few reasons to do it again…