What Comes After Destiny

a Revolutionary Girl Utena fanfiction by Hentai-Dye

It started innocently.

{Everything that happens to you seems to start in innocence. Have you
noticed that? Duels, Rose Bride, failed princes, spirits broken and mended
as often and quickly as anthills...so much comes from your "innocence."}

I never meant for this to happen.

{So much you never mean to happen comes about nonetheless.}

She found me. I knew not where I was any more than the rest of the world.
If I was at all. But I was found by her, even after I surely died.

I died for Anthy lifetimes of moments ago. Why is it that Juri found me?

{Your beloved princess did not find your near carcass.}

Juri brought me to her home. Dressed wounds, cared for my battered body and
existence.

{She stole you from Destiny's waste bin. A scavenger, taking the used toy
to force new meaning on the weary form.}

Force? Has she forced this on me?

{Your innocence forces everything.}

I only told her, "Thank you." More words were said then...a secret
shown...and somehow, I was lying again on her futon, but now I had no
clothes. And she lay at my side, kissing my cheek so softly.

{You love this.}

I do.

{You hate this.}

I hate not knowing why. Not knowing purpose.

I stare up at her ceiling, and she begins to kiss my neck. Softly. Strong
Juri is slow and sweet in her love-making.

{This is for love, you think?}

For her, always. I turn to gaze at her fiery orange locks mingling with my
own pink ones. She smiles to me as she delicately kisses my neck and
shoulder's apex. Naked but for her locket.

She wears her heart around her neck. It never tarnishes, never dulls, never
discolors, never bruises. And all that Juri does, has ever done, is for it.

Sweet, lovely kisses. I groan slightly.

{Happily?}

Yes...

She moves on now. Her soft lips kiss a way to my bosom. The soft,
ticklingly pleasurable sensations as she quietly, meekly lays down a stream
of teasing kisses on my breast are...lovely.

A small yelp of enjoyment escapes me as her lips encompass my breast's
peak, gently stroking it within her oral cavern with a soft loving tongue.

{You didn't answer.}

She has begun to turn herself around now, as she leaves my satisfied bosom
and continues her soft trickle of kisses downwards. Down to my maidenhood.

{You are no maiden. Fate has already had its way with you.}

She won't care. To Juri, that will not matter.

{Of course not. A scavenger knows that her salvaged dolls are already
broken.}

She has reached it. An exquisitely delicate pleasure comes to me as she
gently laps at my outer second lips. Such a sweet pleasure have I never
felt...

She finishes repositioning herself to now lie above me, facing my pink
garden and lowering her fiery orange one to gently hover over my face. It
is a lovely sight before me, and a lovely feeling as she parts me to gently
slide her tongue within. She wishes for reciprocation of her sweet,
cherished gift.

I do nothing.

{It's not for love.}

Love...I love Anthy. Don't I?

{Yes. Anthy, not Juri, desperate so for one of her own that she takes a
used doll for this purpose.}

I continue to do nothing.

I can feel her disappointment. Her embarrassed sadness permeates the air as
she ceases to make love to me. Begins to raise herself off me in mortified
shame.

And then, I lift my hand up to gently hold her smooth, flawless behind in
place. Guide her back down to me.

{What are you doing?}

Juri is no scavenger. Her love for me is real, not simple convenience.
Never has she loved one for convenience; never will she.

And I...am a person, not a doll. My destiny to free my beloved Anthy is
complete. But a person can have more than one destiny, and more than one
love. Anthy needs me no longer...but Juri needs the one in her locket, and
she revealed to me that I am that one now. She should not have to love from
afar again.

Why should she not be my beloved Juri?

{Because this is not where you belong, Prince! Because...}

Because you do not know what happens to the prince after the story ends.

{...}

Leave, Dios. I am Utena. Prince, Princess, Woman, Man, Child, Adult...I
have been all these things. But most of all, I am a human, not a doll. I
will choose my own life from now on.

And I choose to return Juri's love.

{Goodbye, Utena.}

My tongue escapes my lips to make its home in Juri's. She gasps, and in
that sound is so much relief, happiness, love, need, adoration...tears well
in my eyes at being able to fulfill the dreams of having a lover that Juri
has always been plagued by.

"I love you, Utena."

A pause.

"I have never told anyone those words before."

"I...would like to love you back, Juri," I respond, disconnecting myself
from her fro a moment to speak. "I think I can...and will...grow to love
you dearly."

No further words are spoken...for what need is there for them? I feel her
head lower once more to my attentive center. I gasp again at the soft,
smooth pleasure that flows through me as her tongue gently invades me once
more, carefully caressing my inner walls.

My method as I return my tongue to her inner sanctum is quite different. I
waste no time, thrusting and licking eagerly, enthusiastically, pouring
sudden, previously unknown vigor and resolve into my actions. I quickly
find her clitoris and begin to attack it as strongly as the rest, darting
my tongue against it, stroking it, dragging my mouth's organ against it,
doing anything I can think of to bring pleasure to the woman atop me.

And I think I am doing a good job. She is quietly beginning to shake and
shift, and I can feel her increasing arousal, can taste it. Juri tastes…a
little bitter, actually. Yet...at the same time, I cannot help but feel
that there is a hint of sweet should I choose to look beyond the overlying
bitter taste.

Juri is very close now. I suddenly feel something new, something very
surprisingly pleasurable which makes me jerk slightly at the sudden change.
Juri has noticed how close she is, and it feels that she now has a finger
within me to aid her tongue's gentle caress. She doesn't want to leave me
behind...

I quickly catch up to her now, and we work one another for minutes and
eternities more, until finally, nearly congruently, we reach bliss.

A life with Juri...will it have as much a feel of meaning, of purpose, as a
life with Anthy did? Will it be as fulfilling as my previous life was? Will
this life be as good?

I don't know. But for better or for worse, this is the life I choose to be
my own. And that is good enough for me, for this moment.
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