The New Turk
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Adult +
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Weekend Wutanese Lessons
((I am going to use Japanese for Wutanese, because I just so happen to be learning some Japanese, and not only from Manga.))
Ivy, Moore and McCourtous had left to go drinking on their Saturday night free, and begged Tseng and Sephirena to join them for a night of their hard liquored antics.
Sephirena and Tseng were under the Midgar age of drinking.
So they said no, but thanks.
Ivy, Moore and McCourtous went out to the bar, leaving the other two Turk recruits in their room.
***
Sephirena was scribbling her journal, and she glanced at the clock. It read only eight fifteen. It was early still. She half laid on her bed, wearing a tank top and work out shorts.
Tseng opened the door and walked into his shared room, he had just taken a nice, long hot shower. “Ready to learn Wutanese?”
Sephirena smiled and put her book away, “Yes... if you’d like to train me...”
Tseng smiled, running his fingers through his shoulder length midnight black hair. “I guess we should start with the easy stuff...”
“Wutanese is easy?” Sephirena said, “I’ve heard you cuss in it occasionally. Doesn’t sound easy to me.”
“When have you heard me cuss?”
“When you felt the power of the mace... you said something but I don’t remember what it was... oh, wait, yes I do, it was...”
“Okay, okay, let’s start learning now, shall we?” Tseng stopped her, his choice of words when he was hit with mace was not his favorite thing in the world. He tried to change the subject, even if it was just for a moment.
“Okay, teach me.” Sephirena sat up, looking at Tseng.
Tseng sat on her bed beside her and smiled, “We are going to take this ‘wansuteppuzutsu.’”
“Say-a-what-a?”
“I said wan-su-te-ppu-zutsu, it means ‘one step at a time.” Tseng said.
“Wansuteppuzutsu... one step at a time...” Sephirena said slowly.
Tseng nodded and grabbed a blank page from a nearby notebook and wrote a small symbol on it, “That is the katakana form for writing what you just said... and this is the hiragana form.”
“Okay, they look different, but are they both Wutanese?”
“Yes, they are... you could say katakana is sort of like Midgarian print that children learn in elementary school, while hiragana is more elegant.”
“Like cursive?” Sephirena watched as Tseng wrote something else, “Tseng, you write so neatly... but what does it say?”
Tseng laughed, “Bishojo, this means ‘beautiful girl,’ which is what I happen to be sitting next to.”
Sephirena felt herself blush, “How nice of you Tseng, but is that hiragana or katakana?”
Tseng looked at the color touched cheeks of Sephirena then spoke, “Katakana... they are both called Kana for short, Sephirena.”
Sephirena smiled and looked at the scribble. “Bi-sho-jo?”
Tseng smiled as he stared into her eyes, “Yes you are.”
“Tseng, really, you aren’t helping me learn...”
“Ah, but I am, imagine, next time you hear me say ‘bishojo’ you’ll remember...”
Sephirena nodded, wanting to learn more. “Give me another word, Tseng?”
Tseng wrote something out of the view of Sephirena and placed the paper in her lap for her to see the Wutan symbols.
“That’s pretty, but what does it say?”
“Hoshi... it means ‘star.’” Tseng said, “here, try writing these words.”
Sephirena took the pen out of Tseng’s hand and tried to scrawl the delicate symbols onto the paper.
“Good, good...” Tseng said, smiling, “Hoshi... bishojo... Wow, you wrote these very well...”
“Arigato.”
“What?”
“Did I say it right?”
“Yes, Sephirena, you did... how did you know that?”
“I picked it up at a Sushi bar. Doesn’t that mean ‘thank you?’”
“Yes,” Tseng smiled, “Wow, want to learn more?”
Sephirena nodded, “Yes please.”
Tseng took the paper back and thought for a moment, then wrote something. “Hana.”
“That’s pretty...” Sephirena said, and noticed that Tseng had made a picture next to the katakana writing. She smiled, “Hana is flower...”
“Good, you can tell that it’s a flower, and not just some rabid monkey.”
Sephirena laughed, “Okay, a few more...”
“Let me think... it takes me a minute to remember, ya know, I don’t use Wutanese much anymore.”
“Okay, sorry...”
Tseng smiled and pointed at the LED clock that was across the room, and spoke, “That is a ‘mezamashidokei.’”
“Alarm clock?”
“Yeah...”
“Wow.”
Tseng smiled, “I have just two more, if you’re interested.
“Yes, please...”
“Okay, it’s ‘romanchikku.’” Tseng said.
“Ro...ro...” Sephirena thought, “Romantic?”
“Yep, very good.”
“Okay, what’s the last one?”
“Hitomebore...” Tseng said, a few moments later, then his face turned bright red when he realized what he had just said.
“Pardon?” Sephirena had NO idea.
“Nothing...” Tseng blushed deeply.
“Tseng...” Sephirena leaned her head over and placed it on his shoulder, “Tell me?”
Tseng took a deep breath and said it again, “Hi-tome-bore.”
Sephirena repeated him, “Hitomebore...”
“Good,” Tseng nodded, almost forgetting the meaning.
“Yes, but what does it mean, Tseng?”
“It means... ‘love at first sight...’” Tseng looked down, turning brighter red.
“I’m seeing a pattern here Tseng...” Sephirena smiled.
“Oh?”
“Are you trying to tell me something?”
“Sephirena, what do you mean?”
“Tseng, face it, most of the words, ‘Star, beautiful girl, romantic, love at first sight?”
Tseng looked up into Sephirena’s face and as if it was in a movie, and moving in slow motion, he leaned in for a kiss.
Sephirena felt his lips touching hers gently, although she was shocked at first, she soon felt herself melting into the small gesture of affection. She slowly moved her arms around Tseng’s neck to steady herself.
Tseng’s tongue licked softly at Sephirena’s bottom lip, asking her for admittance. Sephirena slowly opened her mouth and Tseng flicked his tongue inside.
For what seemed forever, Tseng’s tongue ran along Sephirena’s gums, teeth and intertwined with Sephirena’s own tongue, tasting her sweet, slightly tart taste.
Sephirena could taste Tseng’s toothpaste, he had just brushed his teeth, and his deep masculine flavor as they finally broke the kiss.
Tseng smiled at her with half closed eyes, he whispered, “Oishii...”
“What did you just call me?” Sephirena joked with him.
“I said delicious, that kiss was delicious...”
Sephirena just looked down at the floor, her face turning all shades of red. Tseng grabbed her hand and pulled her chin up with his other hand, “Did... I do something wrong?”
“N...no.” Sephirena said, trying to shake her head a bit, but was unable to do so with Tseng holding her head, “I just never had a kiss like that before.”
Tseng smiled, “Then I need to teach you what life is all about.” Tseng gave her a small, seductive smile.
“Are you flirting with me?” Sephirena smiled, happily.
Tseng looked down, it was his turn to be slightly embarrassed. “Yeah... guess I am.”
“And you like me?” Sephirena said, knowing damn well that he did. She just wanted to hear him say it.
“Yes, I do, I think you are hot and sexy and just so confident...” Tseng said, his hair hanging, now hiding his face from Sephirena’s view.
“Good...”
“What?” Tseng’s head snapped up, “Explain?”
“Well, I like you too, because you are fun, sexy and you know what you want in life...”
Tseng looked into her blue green mako eyes, “You like me too?”
“Tseng... I like you...” Sephirena’s mouth was too close to Tseng’s mouth for Tseng’s comfort.
Tseng could feel her slightly heavy breaths on his lips. “So... so...” he whispered.
“So... I want us to share this room with no more of that damned sexual tension...”
Tseng brought his lips to meet hers in a more passionate kiss. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into him as he gently crushed her into him.
Sephirena caught her breath in her throat.
Tseng ran his fingers through her hair and pulled her closer. The kiss was beyond words. Sephirena was stunned.
“And how are we going to relieve said ‘sexual tensions?’” Tseng taunted her.
Sephirena whispered something in his ear, and at first, he thought he had heard wrong.
He looked at her, “Sephirena?”
“Did you hear me Tseng? I am not one to play games, and I think that this one has gone on long enough... don’t you?” Sephirena’s lips were against Tseng’s ear as she whispered.
“Yes, I do Sephirena.” Tseng turned his head to nip at her neck. “And I heard you, but I guess it didn’t...”
“Register?” Sephirena said, standing up and moving away from Tseng’s grasp. He subconsciously reached for her. She walked over to her trunk and pulled out a prophylactic, wrapped in a shiny wrapper.
“No, I guess it did...didn’t” Tseng watched as Sephirena started to remove her top. This time it wasn’t an ‘innocent’ peak. She placed her tank top on her trunk and turned around to remove her bra.
Tseng let out a gasp as he saw her pale skin in the dim light. His arousal throbbed in his shorts, he wanted her more than anything.
Sephirena lowered her shorts, and gave Tseng a show of a lime green thong.
Tseng hastily removed his shirt and stood up and grabbed Sephirena.
“Your cot or mine?” Sephirena still couldn’t help but crack a joke, even as she held up the prophylactic, even as Tseng brought his hands around to her breasts and rubbed them softly.
“Mine is fine...” Tseng whispered, his bulging boxers pressing against Sephirena. “But I have to ask... have you ever been made love to before?”
“Tseng, I’ve fucked...” Sephirena said dryly.
“No, fucking and making love is different.” Tseng whispered, kissing her neck again. “I am going to make slow, sweet love to you tonight.
“Oh Tseng...” Sephirena felt him kiss her tenderly.
***
((I do apologize, but I am leaving out the lemon on purpose, because there will be more of these, and I am going to work up in graphic-ness, (Think Dragon Pink people) so fear not... there will be more))
***
Sephirena woke early the next morning, limbs intertwined with Tseng’s on his single cot. She sighed, the night before had been more than amazing, it had been mind blowing. She tried to move away from the sleeping Wutan and not disturb his slumber.
She hadn’t even moved her arm before Tseng wrapped around her tighter. Sephirena glanced at the clock and saw that it was only six in the morning. So she sighed and snuggled in closer to the sleeping man next to her and fell back asleep.
***
When Sephirena opened her eyes again, there was a bright hallway light shining on her and her bed partner.
The other three Turk recruits stood in their doorway, wondering where the two youngest recruits had disappeared too.
Sephirena heard the hooting of the three older men. “Wulong got laaaiiiiid!”
Tseng jumped up out of his cot and, forgetting he was naked, slammed the door on the other three, “Shut up!”
Ivy hooted again, and by this time, Sephirena was dressed and walking towards the door.
Sephirena flung open the door and grabbed Ivy around the throat. “What was that comment you three gentlemen made earlier?”
“N...nothing m...ma’am...” Ivy was terrififed, as Sephirena’s eyes glared into the man.
“At least Tseng has the balls to romance me and not just try to get me drunk so he and his two stupid friends can gang bang me.” Sephirena hissed, throwing Ivy across the hallway.
None of the young Turk recruits noticed Mr. Morgan watching them on their day off. Mr. Morgan made a mental note to do something come Monday morning that both Tseng and Sephirena would appreciate, but the other recruits would hate.
***
Sephirena returned to the room, dusting her hands off. “Sorry, I had to do that...” She smiled at the half dressed Tseng.
Mr. Morgan opened their door, “Wulong, Valentine, come to my office at o’ five hundred Monday... no more training for now, one day of basics, then field exercises.”
Sephirena and Tseng glared at Mr. Morgan, not knowing what to think.
“Sir?” Sephirena asked before Mr. Morgan went to shut their door. He stopped and looked at her, “What about Ivy, Moore and McCourtous?”
“They are no longer needed in training... Monday, no later than five.” With that, he left.
Leaving Sephirena and Tseng confused.
“What do you think he meant by that?” Tseng asked, pulling on his shoes, “Come on, let’s go workout...”
“I have no idea, but yeah, good idea.” Sephirena said, looking at the clothes she threw on to put the hurt on the older man, her gym clothes. “Just let me get my shoes on...”
“Okay.”
***
((K, that was short as my chapters go, and a cliffie, but I will continue. Let me know what you think! I will add more detail in the next chapters, because these are just to get my feet wet...
And, yes, I knew what you were going to say Elizabeth... don't. SHHH!))
Ivy, Moore and McCourtous had left to go drinking on their Saturday night free, and begged Tseng and Sephirena to join them for a night of their hard liquored antics.
Sephirena and Tseng were under the Midgar age of drinking.
So they said no, but thanks.
Ivy, Moore and McCourtous went out to the bar, leaving the other two Turk recruits in their room.
***
Sephirena was scribbling her journal, and she glanced at the clock. It read only eight fifteen. It was early still. She half laid on her bed, wearing a tank top and work out shorts.
Tseng opened the door and walked into his shared room, he had just taken a nice, long hot shower. “Ready to learn Wutanese?”
Sephirena smiled and put her book away, “Yes... if you’d like to train me...”
Tseng smiled, running his fingers through his shoulder length midnight black hair. “I guess we should start with the easy stuff...”
“Wutanese is easy?” Sephirena said, “I’ve heard you cuss in it occasionally. Doesn’t sound easy to me.”
“When have you heard me cuss?”
“When you felt the power of the mace... you said something but I don’t remember what it was... oh, wait, yes I do, it was...”
“Okay, okay, let’s start learning now, shall we?” Tseng stopped her, his choice of words when he was hit with mace was not his favorite thing in the world. He tried to change the subject, even if it was just for a moment.
“Okay, teach me.” Sephirena sat up, looking at Tseng.
Tseng sat on her bed beside her and smiled, “We are going to take this ‘wansuteppuzutsu.’”
“Say-a-what-a?”
“I said wan-su-te-ppu-zutsu, it means ‘one step at a time.” Tseng said.
“Wansuteppuzutsu... one step at a time...” Sephirena said slowly.
Tseng nodded and grabbed a blank page from a nearby notebook and wrote a small symbol on it, “That is the katakana form for writing what you just said... and this is the hiragana form.”
“Okay, they look different, but are they both Wutanese?”
“Yes, they are... you could say katakana is sort of like Midgarian print that children learn in elementary school, while hiragana is more elegant.”
“Like cursive?” Sephirena watched as Tseng wrote something else, “Tseng, you write so neatly... but what does it say?”
Tseng laughed, “Bishojo, this means ‘beautiful girl,’ which is what I happen to be sitting next to.”
Sephirena felt herself blush, “How nice of you Tseng, but is that hiragana or katakana?”
Tseng looked at the color touched cheeks of Sephirena then spoke, “Katakana... they are both called Kana for short, Sephirena.”
Sephirena smiled and looked at the scribble. “Bi-sho-jo?”
Tseng smiled as he stared into her eyes, “Yes you are.”
“Tseng, really, you aren’t helping me learn...”
“Ah, but I am, imagine, next time you hear me say ‘bishojo’ you’ll remember...”
Sephirena nodded, wanting to learn more. “Give me another word, Tseng?”
Tseng wrote something out of the view of Sephirena and placed the paper in her lap for her to see the Wutan symbols.
“That’s pretty, but what does it say?”
“Hoshi... it means ‘star.’” Tseng said, “here, try writing these words.”
Sephirena took the pen out of Tseng’s hand and tried to scrawl the delicate symbols onto the paper.
“Good, good...” Tseng said, smiling, “Hoshi... bishojo... Wow, you wrote these very well...”
“Arigato.”
“What?”
“Did I say it right?”
“Yes, Sephirena, you did... how did you know that?”
“I picked it up at a Sushi bar. Doesn’t that mean ‘thank you?’”
“Yes,” Tseng smiled, “Wow, want to learn more?”
Sephirena nodded, “Yes please.”
Tseng took the paper back and thought for a moment, then wrote something. “Hana.”
“That’s pretty...” Sephirena said, and noticed that Tseng had made a picture next to the katakana writing. She smiled, “Hana is flower...”
“Good, you can tell that it’s a flower, and not just some rabid monkey.”
Sephirena laughed, “Okay, a few more...”
“Let me think... it takes me a minute to remember, ya know, I don’t use Wutanese much anymore.”
“Okay, sorry...”
Tseng smiled and pointed at the LED clock that was across the room, and spoke, “That is a ‘mezamashidokei.’”
“Alarm clock?”
“Yeah...”
“Wow.”
Tseng smiled, “I have just two more, if you’re interested.
“Yes, please...”
“Okay, it’s ‘romanchikku.’” Tseng said.
“Ro...ro...” Sephirena thought, “Romantic?”
“Yep, very good.”
“Okay, what’s the last one?”
“Hitomebore...” Tseng said, a few moments later, then his face turned bright red when he realized what he had just said.
“Pardon?” Sephirena had NO idea.
“Nothing...” Tseng blushed deeply.
“Tseng...” Sephirena leaned her head over and placed it on his shoulder, “Tell me?”
Tseng took a deep breath and said it again, “Hi-tome-bore.”
Sephirena repeated him, “Hitomebore...”
“Good,” Tseng nodded, almost forgetting the meaning.
“Yes, but what does it mean, Tseng?”
“It means... ‘love at first sight...’” Tseng looked down, turning brighter red.
“I’m seeing a pattern here Tseng...” Sephirena smiled.
“Oh?”
“Are you trying to tell me something?”
“Sephirena, what do you mean?”
“Tseng, face it, most of the words, ‘Star, beautiful girl, romantic, love at first sight?”
Tseng looked up into Sephirena’s face and as if it was in a movie, and moving in slow motion, he leaned in for a kiss.
Sephirena felt his lips touching hers gently, although she was shocked at first, she soon felt herself melting into the small gesture of affection. She slowly moved her arms around Tseng’s neck to steady herself.
Tseng’s tongue licked softly at Sephirena’s bottom lip, asking her for admittance. Sephirena slowly opened her mouth and Tseng flicked his tongue inside.
For what seemed forever, Tseng’s tongue ran along Sephirena’s gums, teeth and intertwined with Sephirena’s own tongue, tasting her sweet, slightly tart taste.
Sephirena could taste Tseng’s toothpaste, he had just brushed his teeth, and his deep masculine flavor as they finally broke the kiss.
Tseng smiled at her with half closed eyes, he whispered, “Oishii...”
“What did you just call me?” Sephirena joked with him.
“I said delicious, that kiss was delicious...”
Sephirena just looked down at the floor, her face turning all shades of red. Tseng grabbed her hand and pulled her chin up with his other hand, “Did... I do something wrong?”
“N...no.” Sephirena said, trying to shake her head a bit, but was unable to do so with Tseng holding her head, “I just never had a kiss like that before.”
Tseng smiled, “Then I need to teach you what life is all about.” Tseng gave her a small, seductive smile.
“Are you flirting with me?” Sephirena smiled, happily.
Tseng looked down, it was his turn to be slightly embarrassed. “Yeah... guess I am.”
“And you like me?” Sephirena said, knowing damn well that he did. She just wanted to hear him say it.
“Yes, I do, I think you are hot and sexy and just so confident...” Tseng said, his hair hanging, now hiding his face from Sephirena’s view.
“Good...”
“What?” Tseng’s head snapped up, “Explain?”
“Well, I like you too, because you are fun, sexy and you know what you want in life...”
Tseng looked into her blue green mako eyes, “You like me too?”
“Tseng... I like you...” Sephirena’s mouth was too close to Tseng’s mouth for Tseng’s comfort.
Tseng could feel her slightly heavy breaths on his lips. “So... so...” he whispered.
“So... I want us to share this room with no more of that damned sexual tension...”
Tseng brought his lips to meet hers in a more passionate kiss. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into him as he gently crushed her into him.
Sephirena caught her breath in her throat.
Tseng ran his fingers through her hair and pulled her closer. The kiss was beyond words. Sephirena was stunned.
“And how are we going to relieve said ‘sexual tensions?’” Tseng taunted her.
Sephirena whispered something in his ear, and at first, he thought he had heard wrong.
He looked at her, “Sephirena?”
“Did you hear me Tseng? I am not one to play games, and I think that this one has gone on long enough... don’t you?” Sephirena’s lips were against Tseng’s ear as she whispered.
“Yes, I do Sephirena.” Tseng turned his head to nip at her neck. “And I heard you, but I guess it didn’t...”
“Register?” Sephirena said, standing up and moving away from Tseng’s grasp. He subconsciously reached for her. She walked over to her trunk and pulled out a prophylactic, wrapped in a shiny wrapper.
“No, I guess it did...didn’t” Tseng watched as Sephirena started to remove her top. This time it wasn’t an ‘innocent’ peak. She placed her tank top on her trunk and turned around to remove her bra.
Tseng let out a gasp as he saw her pale skin in the dim light. His arousal throbbed in his shorts, he wanted her more than anything.
Sephirena lowered her shorts, and gave Tseng a show of a lime green thong.
Tseng hastily removed his shirt and stood up and grabbed Sephirena.
“Your cot or mine?” Sephirena still couldn’t help but crack a joke, even as she held up the prophylactic, even as Tseng brought his hands around to her breasts and rubbed them softly.
“Mine is fine...” Tseng whispered, his bulging boxers pressing against Sephirena. “But I have to ask... have you ever been made love to before?”
“Tseng, I’ve fucked...” Sephirena said dryly.
“No, fucking and making love is different.” Tseng whispered, kissing her neck again. “I am going to make slow, sweet love to you tonight.
“Oh Tseng...” Sephirena felt him kiss her tenderly.
***
((I do apologize, but I am leaving out the lemon on purpose, because there will be more of these, and I am going to work up in graphic-ness, (Think Dragon Pink people) so fear not... there will be more))
***
Sephirena woke early the next morning, limbs intertwined with Tseng’s on his single cot. She sighed, the night before had been more than amazing, it had been mind blowing. She tried to move away from the sleeping Wutan and not disturb his slumber.
She hadn’t even moved her arm before Tseng wrapped around her tighter. Sephirena glanced at the clock and saw that it was only six in the morning. So she sighed and snuggled in closer to the sleeping man next to her and fell back asleep.
***
When Sephirena opened her eyes again, there was a bright hallway light shining on her and her bed partner.
The other three Turk recruits stood in their doorway, wondering where the two youngest recruits had disappeared too.
Sephirena heard the hooting of the three older men. “Wulong got laaaiiiiid!”
Tseng jumped up out of his cot and, forgetting he was naked, slammed the door on the other three, “Shut up!”
Ivy hooted again, and by this time, Sephirena was dressed and walking towards the door.
Sephirena flung open the door and grabbed Ivy around the throat. “What was that comment you three gentlemen made earlier?”
“N...nothing m...ma’am...” Ivy was terrififed, as Sephirena’s eyes glared into the man.
“At least Tseng has the balls to romance me and not just try to get me drunk so he and his two stupid friends can gang bang me.” Sephirena hissed, throwing Ivy across the hallway.
None of the young Turk recruits noticed Mr. Morgan watching them on their day off. Mr. Morgan made a mental note to do something come Monday morning that both Tseng and Sephirena would appreciate, but the other recruits would hate.
***
Sephirena returned to the room, dusting her hands off. “Sorry, I had to do that...” She smiled at the half dressed Tseng.
Mr. Morgan opened their door, “Wulong, Valentine, come to my office at o’ five hundred Monday... no more training for now, one day of basics, then field exercises.”
Sephirena and Tseng glared at Mr. Morgan, not knowing what to think.
“Sir?” Sephirena asked before Mr. Morgan went to shut their door. He stopped and looked at her, “What about Ivy, Moore and McCourtous?”
“They are no longer needed in training... Monday, no later than five.” With that, he left.
Leaving Sephirena and Tseng confused.
“What do you think he meant by that?” Tseng asked, pulling on his shoes, “Come on, let’s go workout...”
“I have no idea, but yeah, good idea.” Sephirena said, looking at the clothes she threw on to put the hurt on the older man, her gym clothes. “Just let me get my shoes on...”
“Okay.”
***
((K, that was short as my chapters go, and a cliffie, but I will continue. Let me know what you think! I will add more detail in the next chapters, because these are just to get my feet wet...
And, yes, I knew what you were going to say Elizabeth... don't. SHHH!))