Sixth Interlude
Izzellah Ivory was sweating a lot more than she had expected to do this evening. It’s all Sabrina’s fault! Of all day to pick up a Team event, it had to be today! Her friend, the daughter of that damnably kind Gloria and, much to her chagrin, sister of her soon to be younger sister – or brother, had forced her Dad to pick up a babysitter. A year before, he wouldn’t ever had done something like that, but MAJOR’s conventional wisdom from his soon to be wife was rubbing off on him. Another reason to be grumpy at Gloria, realized the minor.
“Do you need help with your package?” asked Mei Masumoto, leaning over her, her face as inscrutable as ever.
“I’m fine!” squealed Izzellah, her face reddening even more after a mere glance at the other girl.
A throaty chuckle from Mei made quite clear that she hadn’t turned fast enough for the amazon to not notice her flustered face. But it isn’t my fault that she’s become even more… More! In the last few months, Mei had grown, noticeably, now standing at an impressive 2m94 (9 f 6,5), and her already well defined physiques and curves had too. She wasn’t as well-endowed as Sabrina, let alone Shannon –whose appearance on TV terrified Izzellah. But Mei Masumoto was certainly a sight, especially those muscular and yet curvaceous glutes of her…
“You’ve been really awkward around me those last few weeks” suddenly whispered the Asian MAJOR in her ear, making the smaller girl yelp and jump a little.
“It’s… It’s because… You know damn well why!” she replied, doing her best to get the upper hand from the massive teenager, who had a glint in her eyes that she didn’t like. Or more accurately, liked but didn’t dare respond to, for fear of losing herself.
“It was just a kiss. Izz. Eh. Lah…” taunted Mei, putting her right hand behind the minor’s head while her lips came closer and closer to Izzy’s.
“It was my first kiss!” almost cried the young woman, her outburst stopping the amazon, if only for a second, until she resumed her approach and their lips connected.
Just as it had happened when they had kissed, all those weeks ago, Izzy felt Mei’s mind trying to connect with hers. Thankfully, Lisa had taught her how to refuse a bond, even in situation like that. It frustrated Mei to no end – and Sabrina too, on occasion. Her “not step-sister” liked to “play” with her, to teach her how to kiss properly, or caress… Nothing overtly sexual but still. She liked to push her chance, unaware that she hadn’t stolen her first kiss. Mei had done that, just as Sabrina was losing the High School Nationals Volleyball Championship.
“I liked it, if it makes you feel better” offered the MAJOR, her free fingers lightly caressing Izzy’s face. “And I like saying your name…. Izzellah.”
She leant for another kiss but this time, the minor managed to turn her face away. It earned a growl from Mei and the muscular bombshell released her head, before kissing the dark brown hairs. Izzellah sighed in relief, only to gasp when she felt the large hands snaking their way below her shirt. She turned her head to face Mei again, only to be greeted by one of those arrogant and confident grin which were her trademark when everything went according to plan. How she had ended in such a predicament, once more, the minor couldn’t fathom.
“Mei!” she screamed, outraged by the avid actions of her friend.
“Izzellah!” mocked the MAJOR, using the same tone she just had. “You’re awfully tense… I’m doing my duty as a responsible MAJOR, and am massaging you.”
“You’re groping my tits!” said an indignant Izzy, who clung to her anger to not give in to the delicious ministration that her “suitor” gave her.
“Don’t resist me, Izzellah. Ivory”, her name being a mere afterthought as if Mei was battling her lust to retain her cold and precise demeanor. “I’ll be good for you. My family has everything. Fame, fortune, influence… And knowledge of how to handle your kind. Firsthand knowledge, and experience, if I may add.”
“I get it, your Mom and your brother are minors. Now get your hands out of my shirt or I swear you’ll never get another chance to kiss me!”
“Ooh. So we are beyond the point where you threaten me with not even allowing me to court you” smiled Mei, lazily getting her hands out of Izzy’s shirt.
“Don’t push your luck lady….” growled the minor. “I could always manage to find me some cool and kind minor to elope with in this trip. Wouldn’t want to seriously think about it when you’ll be so far away, right?”
For a moment Mei’s smile disappeared, she even frowned, looking slightly worried. Then her mask returned, and Izzy would have been ready to swear that the faintest of smile played on the Asian’s lips. What does she has in mind? It was a common question regarding Mei’s actions, motivations and ideas. All those other MAJORS who run after her were easy to understand. Sabrina wanted to fuck her, plain and simply. It wasn’t to mean that she hadn’t more developed hopes, but at her age, fucking was the top of and she wanted to do it with her more than with anyone else.
Brenda was like a sick puppy desperately in love with her. Izzy was almost certain that she worshipped the ground she walked on, and wouldn’t have been surprised to learn that the mighty Tier 3 redhead actually went out of her way to try and collect items the young Ivory had discarded. At times, Brenda was crazily intense, and she still had her power flaring at the oddest time, messing with the minor’s mind, but mostly, she was so cute it was hard to not give in just to please her and make sure she wasn’t pushed back to being a bully like so many MAJORS around them.
And Mei was the apex predator, the panther always lurking in the shadows, ready to pounce on her. Not that Izzellah hadn’t grown fond of the insufferably arrogant teenager, somehow. At first, she had be certain that Mei only wanted to bond her to assert her power, her dominance, to be seen as successful in a rare endeavor usually closed to other MAJORS because of how rare minors were. But the Yellow Lightning had changed over the year, and now, she seemed genuinely interested in her, if Izzellah wasn’t fooled by one of her plans, of course.
“You wouldn’t ditch a MAJOR for one of your kind, Izzellah Ivory” finally affirmed Mei. “For starter, I doubt that there is even one worthy of your… peculiar personality. And secondly, if such a mate exists, your personalities would probably collide so much that you would be repulsed by him. Or her. Either way, I feel pretty confident affirming that I remain in the lead to win your heart.”
“Keep saying yourself that Mei Masumoto. Perhaps it is all part of a plan to make you hope that you’ll achieve what you want only to deprive you of it, to teach some much needed humility.”
Mei frowned but said nothing.
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The shower's cold water was a delight to the tired minor. She had not only fended off the sexual attempts of Mei, who seemed somewhat desperate to reach another mark point in their relationship, no matter what she thought it was. Or what I think it is, because I really don’t know anymore. Izzy felt so tired of the MAJORS’ constant bickering and brinkmanship over her, the food, the weather, the form of the cloud, the sound of silence and everything which existed or not in the whole damn universe. How they managed to find the energy to do so, she still didn’t know.
“May I come in?” asked Mei from behind the closed door, startling Izzellah.
“Sure, come in” blurted the minor, immediately regretting her words, feeling quite embarrassed at the idea of being seen naked by someone not from her family, let alone Mei, whom she couldn’t tell if she was falling in love with, was simply attracted by her magnetic body or anything… But it was too late, and all she could do was gawk at the form of her friend without her clothes.
“Is everything right Izzellah Ivory? You have been in there a long time” said Mei, as if she wasn’t in her birthday suit.
The poor minor couldn’t respond, her lecherous brain had taken control over her logical one, and she was ogling that walking bombshell. She hadn’t realized how muscular Mei was. It wasn’t the big, meaty muscles, that she loved, but more lean and well defined bulges, looking harder than steel, twitching at every minute movement the amazon did. Especially in her legs, so large and powerful, yet feminine. And at almost twice her own size, Mei body offered a whole canvas of muscles to hypnotize her. She noticed her lips moving, but she wasn’t really able to understand what she was saying.
“Sorry, can you repeat the question?” she mumbled, drooling a little.
“Can I come in with you? I need to watch over you, Izzellah. And to clean myself of the dirt of the day. I wouldn’t want to tarnish anything in your home.”
“You aren’t tarnishing it at all…” mumbled Izzy. “But the MAJOR shower is two doors down the hall and… what are you doing!?”
“I’m entering this shower. I’ll need to make sure I am perfectly clean and your help would be greatly appreciated. And I couldn’t request it after you would have cleaned yourself, it would be extremely impolite, don’t you think?”
“It’s rude to barge into another people’s shower!” countered Izzellah, doing her best to regain some semblance of control over this crazy situation.
“Of course, and I am deeply sorry about it. But your security should be my priority, Izzellah Ivory” softly replied Mei, while stepping into the shower and forcing the minor to retreat against the farther wall, the mighty pylons of the MAJOR’s legs in essence trapping her with the Amazonian woman.
“You can touch me if you want. I promise I won’t force you to do anything. If you don’t trust my words, we can always bond and then you’ll know I’m telling the truth.”
Izzy gasped when her hand shot up almost on its own to caress the chiseled abs of her friend. How could she not give in to temptation, if only a little? With Sabrina, there was always the awkwardness that she was both a lot younger and her step-sister, no matter how much she loathed that idea. Mei was a stranger, not related to her in any way beyond a somewhat shared attraction. Which made her all the more dangerous. Showering with Sabrina, as tumultuous as it had been the last few weeks, hadn’t prepared her for this experience.
“It could be yours. I could be yours. Izzellah Ivory” said Mei, quite matter of factly.
“I…” stammered the minor, unable to find the words, unsure of what she felt.
“Fame, fortune, power… I’ll have it all, as the heiress of my father. And I’ll make it grow to new, unseen, heights. And it can all be yours.”
“Yes, if I attach myself to your side” grumbled Izzellah, removing her hand from the body of the Asian beauty who had cornered her like so but overplayed her hand.
“Why do you reject this idea so much” hissed Mei, letting her temper get the better of her, if only for a moment. "It's the world as it is. Attaching yourself to a mate is an important part of a minor’s life, and I’m one of the best you can ever hope to find.”
“Mei…I’m not searching a mate, or someone to protect me, or teach me how minors should be. I’m searching… I’m searching someone who will make me happy, and who I’ll make happy, and we’ll be happy together, and do whatever happy couples do.”
“But we can be happy together, Izzellah Ivory! I know what is right for…”
“And that’s the problem. I would have thought that having Brenda kicking your metaphorical ass would have helped you see that, but just like every MAJOR I know, you’re too damn stubborn!”
“If I wasn’t stubborn, Izzellah Ivory, I would be letting you make mistakes! It is… unacceptable! I can’t let other peoples not be their better selves, not when I know what is needed!”
“Mei…” started the small woman, trying to calm down her agitating friend, but she was cut off.
“No! I know that we would be happy together! I know we could achieve whatever we wanted if we were an item. I know you would be forever safe, sheltered from the dangers and temptations of the world! Therefore, I have to act in your best interest, Izzellah.”
“Mei” sighed Izzy. “You can’t put me in a cage, even a pretty one, and hope for me to not notice and be happy. I need to have my own life, I need to face down the dangers and temptations of the world. If you truly want to end with me, then your duty isn’t to shelter me, it’s to help me navigate the world at my own pace.”
“But…”
“No but… now, time to clean ourselves. And because you didn’t thought it through, we‘ll be having a really hard time? Any water on the floor outside the shower is yours to clean.”
Izzellah couldn’t help but laugh at how dejected Mei suddenly looked. MAJORS were always ready to make a mess of everything, but when it came to repairing and cleaning, they somehow always tried to wiggle their way out of here. Not this time, so better be careful Mei. You wouldn’t want that I explain to my dad and Sabrina why so much water would be on the floor. Izzy grinned at her friend, who sighed in frustration and extended her hand to receive the shampoo.