Akira's Day
Akira Ferrari smiled as the Undine gracefully pushed her gondola along
the waterway, her long black hair flowing in the breeze as the uniform
of Himeya Company swirled around her body. She eased the path through
the water by carefully turning the oar, slowing as she neared where the
woman waited.
Swiftly Akira let her eyes roam over the woman, taking in her features.
Short brown hair fell into her eyes as she put her hands in her short's
pockets, shifting nervously. She was well muscled and fit, the style of
clothes she wore marking her as a visitor from Manhome. She was a bit
pale, too in her simple t-shirt, so she either hadn't been out much in
the sunlight or had just started her vacation.
"Miss Ferrari?" the woman called, her lips curling up in a smile.
Akira stopped the gondola with barely a bump, her own smile
professionally welcoming. "And you're Erica," she asked, "who called
earlier to make a appointment?"
"Yes," Erica's smile widened as she relaxed a little.
Akira put one foot on the shore as she expertly braced against a railing
and offered a hand. "Then welcome aboard," she said.
"Thank you," Erica took her hand, her fingers squeezing just a little as
she stepped aboard, then letting go as she settled on the cushioned
seat.
With smooth efficiency Akira took her position at the end of the
gondola, smiling slightly as she felt Erica's gaze on her legs. "Would
you like a tour?" she asked politely, "Or do you have a certain
destination in mind?"
"A tour, please," Erica's voice was just a bit husky as she continued,
"I'd love to see where you take me."
Akira's lips twitched as she fought back a chuckle. "Then let's see what
we can see," she said, rather suspecting what her guest wanted.
There was a certain art to guiding a newcomer to Neo-Venezia, and many
considered Akira to be a expert at it. She swiftly assessed a customers
interests through casual conversation then shaped the tour to match. And
all the while she felt the woman's eyes follow her movements almost as
much as the city she was supposed to be seeing.
The gondola sailed on through the city, down the lanes and under bridges
as Erica looked about, wide eyed. Akira narrated their voyage, talking
about the sights and the special events that took place at different
times in the city. The blue sky reflecting on the water was almost like
sailing on a mirror, the city swirling around them.
"So Carnival in a big party across the city," Erica sat back as she
watched Akira's muscles ripple as she used the oars, "and everyone wears
masks?"
"Yes," Akira agreed, her eyes twinkling as she twisted her wrist
slightly to raise a muscle on her arm, "and with everyone in masks we
all get into all kinds of trouble."
Erica smiled up at Akira, "And what kinds of trouble do you get into?"
Akira winked, "Every kind."
A pretty blonde was passing over the canal, her shimmering white dress
fluttering in the breeze. She smiled as she saw them and called out,
"Akira!"
"Hi, Elise!" Akira called back politely. "I see you're back to wearing
summer dresses."
"Do you like it?" Elise smiled warmly, "I'll show you what I wear with
them the next time I ride with you."
Akira felt a blush color her cheeks as Erica looked on with amusement.
"Oh?" she asked, smiling wickedly.
She chuckled softly as Akira explained, "It's not as bad as it sounds.
The last time she rode with me we stopped for lunch at a fountain, a
girl bumped her and she fell in."
Erica laughed softly, "How did she manage...?"
Akira turned them down a side alley, the shadows lengthening as they
moved between two buildings, "I leant her my spare uniform until her
clothes dried."
"That might be fun," Erica murmured as they moved slowly between several
old poles, left there as anchors some time ago.
"Miss Akira," Erica murmured softly, "it was Lucille who suggested you
to me."
Akira felt her eyes widen slightly in recognition as she guided them
expertly through the passage. "And did she tell you everything about her
trip?" she asked cautiously, her body humming a bit in rememberance of
that trip.
"Oh yes," Erica purred softly, looking at Akira with a certain hunger.
Akira smiled back, rather liking the woman's frankness. Changing the
subject she asked, "Would you like to get some lunch?"
Erica looked a little disappointed, "Certainly."
Expertly Akira guided them down a certain alley, then surprisingly
pushed open the doors to a older shell of a building. Within was a
surprisingly beautiful calm lake of water, lit by streams of light
coming both from the broken windows and holes in the roof far above.
"It's... beautiful," Erica murmured as Akira guided them to a stop in
the middle of the abandoned structure in one of the pools of light.
"I discovered it several months ago," Akira said as she tied them up to
a old beam, "it's both peaceful and private." She gracefully climbed
down to sit beside Erica, reached down to open a panel in the front of
the seating area to reveal a cooler and thermos.
"Do you always come prepared?" Erica said, pleasantly surprised.
Akira unpacked the food as she chuckled slightly, "I try." She dished up
food for each of them then sat back, meeting the other woman's curious
gaze. "I brought Lucille here, too."
"Oh?" Erica looked surprised.
Akira took a slice of meat and ate slowly, her tongue flickering to
catch the salty grease off her fingers. "Here," she offered a slice to
Erica and watched as the woman nibbled gently. "As I said," she murmured
as she kissed her, "it's very private."
"Hmm," Erica moaned softly as Akira kissed her lingeringly, their bodies
pressing close together. She pulled back only reluctantly as Akira bent
to nibble her ear, then down the graceful curve of her neck.
Akira savored the salty skin, almost feeling the woman's shimmering
desire. She had been nearly obvious in her need almost as soon as she
boarded the gondola but Akira loved the chase as much as the catch.
Teasing the woman with her movements had made this final moment so much
the better, at least in Akira's case.
Soon Erica was sprawled backwards on the gondola, her cries echoing
through the building as Akira's skillful fingers stroked her to climax.
Panting and moaning she lay limp for a moment, only rising to push her
sweat soaked hair out of her eyes.
"Thank you," Erica managed to get out weakly, a faint blush coloring her
cheeks.
"You're welcome," the still surprisingly neat Akira answered as she
poured her a glass of chilled tea. "Here," she offered it with a smile.
Erica took it and drank, sighing in pleasure. She gave Akira a shy smile
as she gestured to the still dressed undine, "Could I...?"
"I'm fine," Akira reassured her as she took out a damp cloth and helped
Erica clean up.
They left not long after, Erica much more relaxed like the tensions of
her life had been left behind in that empty house. She left a generous
tip as Akira dropped her off near that pier by her hotel. "Thank you for
everything," Erica said awkwardly.
"It was my pleasure," Akira reassured her with a smile. "Maybe you can
ride with me again sometime...."
Erica beamed, "I'd like that very much."
End
Notes: A running gag in Aria is how popular Akira is with female
customers... and I thought it might be fun to suggest why. *lol* Totally
the product of my imagination, tho one could argue there might be
something between her and Alicia.
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