Pink Pegasus, Blue Jackal

"Well... Proverbially speaking of course~...", Alisa cooed playfully, and yet, she could feel it... Despite the looks Kasey gave her as the taller woman crawled over her, even as she felt her heart race as she squished down gently over her, knowing the girl would feel hers too.

After that first kiss, none followed, even as she felt Kasey smooching back ever so softly. The moment she spoke up, Alisa lifted herself softly to gaze upon her eyes, those tresses of her own dark hair draped down, framing her blushing face. Without a single word, Alisa merely rose a brow, silently asking her what was wrong. Her knees still on either side of her, the tall, statuesque sculptress hoisted herself higher until she no longer needed her hands for support, raising one to her cheek as it reddened at those words, her heart yet pounding in her chest from intensity a few moments before:

"M-My~... You don't need to keep saying that Kasey... I believe you~...", indeed, those were exactly the kind of words she expected to hear in this setting, but... Not like this. Though she didn't doubt their attraction was undeniably mutual. This wasn't the time for it. And so, Alisa merely smiled.

If there's one advantage to her whimsical nature, it had to be the ease with which Alisa's mood swung. Just as curiosity turned to admiration which in turn became passion, that storm too ebbed as easily as it stirred, a warm smile drawing on her face as Alisa rolled herself off Kasey, lying beside her, looking up at the ceiling for a moment as let out a long, deep sigh, and just... Took it all in, every word from her troubled lips... Turning to her side, she watched the girl with curiosity and a hint of worry, reaffirming her interest even as Kasey deemed herself beneath it:

"I'm... Not really too concerned with what I can or can't do.", she spoke, smiling as she rose her head, resting her cheek on her arm as she fully turned to face Kasey as the girl turned away. In return, she'd find Alisa's idle hand resting on her arm, stroking it softly as she spoke in that smooth, soothing tone, "And just as well... I don't know what you did or plan to do... I just like who you are... You're beautiful Kasey. Even if you can't see it right now."

Unlike before, there was nothing lustful about it... No nails trickling across her skin, no temptation of any kind... Only a lingering shade of red in her cheeks, a warm, welcoming smile to go with the tenderness of her touch. She could tell darkness may dwell in her past troubled her tremendously

"Do you... Need anybody to talk about it?", she asked, just lying there beside her, not peeling away, yet not inching closer. Just acceptance, admiration, nothing else, "I happen to be a good listener~..."

In the end, Kasey was somebody who saved her students, even before they were actually her students. At the same time, Alisa could only look at her and smile understandingly... She wasn't exactly as pure or pristine as the girl might think.

Alisa rose an eyebrow as the woman rebuffed her efforts, worried she might loathe her the moment she'd knew what she'd done. The crystal woman stood silent, watching her, carefully, letting Kasey decide how much she wanted to share. She saw no point in telling her otherwise, knowing the girl wouldn't really believe her anyway... But even as she allowed Alisa to read between the lines and understand what she had to feel guilty, about, well... She didn't really recoil as Kasey might expect her to:

"Kasey... What do you think I did before becoming a Pro Hero? Before that term even existed?", she replied, eyes narrowing as she sighed once more, a loose dark stand draping down over her face. This... Wasn't really something Alisa felt keen on discussing. But as the girl bared it all to her, Alisa's eyes narrowed as she once again turned her head to face her once more, shifting her stance slightly, "...Like many other Vigilantes... We did what we had to do. They didn't so much pardon those who became pro heroes, they just... Decided not to ask any questions."

She shot a glance to her hand as it rested on Kasey's arm, all but gulping at the thought. There was no point to killing, she thought. Whenever you kill a villain, another takes their place, and it would keep happening until you correct whatever problem causes society to breed some evil, so much anger and bitterness, like rats scurrying in a sewer. But even though she swore it off, she knew there were still some people she'd kill if she got her hands on them:

"...I cannot possibly teach my students with the bloodsoaked hands, not when I want them to be better than what we were back then, better that what the first generation of pros became. So I cannot go back to that anymore...", another long pause followed as the sculptress tilted her head back up, her caressing hand slowly sliding down Kasey's arm, until her touch came to rest over her hand, not quite holding it, just resting comfortably over it, "But believe me when I say that I have no right to judge you... You did the best you could, in the way you knew how."

This time, Alisa didn't speak... Some actions speak louder than a thousand words, and Alisa's would have said anything she needed to say and then more as she leaned in, bringing her face closer and planting a slow, affectionate, loving little peck to her lips, decidedly chaste compared to their first, and yet with all the tenderness the teacher could muster, more than enough to leave a warm, soothing tingle in her stomach, radiating that soothing warmth through her whole body until she could only smile as she peeled away:

"I don't know what you've done, or what you've been through...", shaking her head as she peeled away, Alisa spoke at long last, brushing those silvery locks away from the troubled woman's eyes so she could better gaze upon them, her warm smile widening at the sight, "...Yet the fact that you trudged through this hardship and could remain as beautiful as you are now. Only makes you more incredible in my eyes~..."

Yes, Alisa knew that. If Kasey planned on never killing again she'd have probably not felt the need to say so. She was right. The Government turned a blind eye to much of what happened before there were any proper rules. Alisa understood what she meant:

"I know that. But the lives you took aren't coming back, no matter how much you change. Guilt or not, you'll live with it for the rest of your life.", Alisa added, brow furrowing as she drove her point home. The fact that she swore never to sully her hands again didn't make her innocent.

Yet no matter how many she killed, others took their place. That was one of the reasons why she stopped. But Kasey didn't. Hearing the numbers alone made her eyes widen visibly, and how couldn't she. That effectively meant she'd have spent most of her life killing. But though Alisa looked utterly shocked by those numbers, she didn't look really shaken or appalled. She was no stranger to killing random thugs, and looked visibly unphased by the thought of it:

"That is... The same conclusion I reached. Removing one was of no consequence when two more will take their place...", sighed the sculptress, shaking her head, yet holding Kasey's gaze throughout. She wasn't disgusted by the sight of her, nor did she show her any aggression, or even a desire to stay away from her. Instead, she just stayed right where she was, lying beside her, hand over hers, "...I suppose if you can't stop them, the only way is to join them, isn't it?"

Alisa could understand now, if anything... Why was Kasey so wary of her, so worried about being betrayed by her. Odds were, the only people who had accepted her before were those who were more like her than anything else. They were very different people, and yet despite the astonishment as that declaration sunk in, Alisa still looked back into her eyes with a profound look of admiration:

"That you're willing to let yourself be hated to keep ordinary people safe...? Just like you kept those students safe? Honestly... It makes you more beautiful than I even imagined. Many Pro Heroes live for the fame that comes with the position. The fact that you're willing to do so makes you as heroic as the best of them, in your own way.", Alisa replied, her smile widening as she took in every word from her lips, her resolve, her will... The fact that she still had it after killing so many. There would always be a villain sitting at the top, so long as there were villains. The fact that somebody who wished to stand on that perch reviled by all, and somebody who wished to protect her students too, "I feel safer for them already knowing it'll be you there... And not somebody else."

No, Alisa didn't seek her death. Kasey was somebody who could do something she always wanted to do but could, or perhaps wouldn't. Could she do it thought? Could she still hold back to that same desire that brought her to the aid of those students at the cost of a very comfortable position in UA? Alisa squeezed her hand gently, finally letting out a little chuckle:

"I suppose, if you're planning to become the number one villain... I better keep a close eye on you, hmm~?", all the more reason why she had to keep her close. To wait for her and make sure... She'd never get so blinded by power she'd forget that resolve that made her so impossibly beautiful.

Indeed... She had a conscience. Something Alisa could see in the way she treated herself with such violent loathing at the thought of what she'd done, but realized she needed to do so anyway. In the end, the sculptress understood how the school's janitor had very much not abandoned her profession. But instead of keeping the school clean... She wanted to do it to the underworld as a whole:

"I suppose at the end of the day it doesn't matter how you got in, especially after all this time.", she spoke... This, of all things, was probably the least pressing question, no matter how important, and undoubtedly the most painful for Kasey in turn. She didn't feel like the kind of person who'd have started out thriving in this kind of darkness, unlike the other names which she mentioned immediately after.

Thundershock and Ishtar... Killing them was tempting, even for Alisa. There were still villains she'd kill without a second thought, all those part of the gang who killed her mother. That was personal, not something she could easily overlook. But those two she's just named... Alisa frowned. They had done far too much. Ishtar in particular had the gall to put out bounties on high school students:

"Nobody will really miss them when you do, they'll simply be replaced with whoever can fill the void left over and consolidate before their competitors.", Alisa gritted her teeth, that hold tightening ever so slightly around Kasey's hand, so much that it took her turning back to look into Alisa's smile, flashing her that dismarming smile for the sculptress to relax in turn, her thumb gliding back and forth along the back of her hand, "...My~... And then you ask me if I think you're beautiful... Silly~ Don't worry... I won't ever let you forget the answer to that question."

Even the playful little giggle that left her lips was soon silenced by something soft and supple pressed up to them, her eyes shooting wide as a warm tingle shot through her body, her cheeks flushing with heat as she smooched her back and smiled. Alisa wouldn't pull away, leaning in ever so slightly, brushing her hair away from her face as she thoroughly engraved the taste of her lips in her memory... One she'd never forget, and judging from Kasey's words, one she'd surely make many more of in the future:

"Oh, don't worry~... I'll be thoroughly inspecting everything about you, Kasey~", she teased, and yet despite those tempting words stood a clear, unmistakable desire to keep the girl close... Not out of pity, not wariness nor suspicion... Just admiration and now genuine affection for the woman looking right back at her, whom Alisa now knew to be partial to those tender little pecks. So even as she peeled away, she kept her face close to her, her warm breath tickling her cheeks as she nuzzled those lips with her own, a show of tenderness contrasting with the alluring playfulness of her words, "It may take us more than a few days at a time you know~...?"

It was indeed nothing but a game to most villains. The murders, the violence, the manipulation. Each of them had their reasons, whatever grueling past that made them snap and realize they didn't really care what happened to everyone else. What was the difference between Kasey and the rest of them...? What made her turn out like this while still holding on to her humanity in a way she herself refused to accept:

"They'll fall eventually, only a matter of time really... So when that time comes. You need only be ready for it.", nodded the sculptress, guiding her hand up from Kasey's arm, stroking her chin, as if to guide her gaze back up and away from her sullied hands and into the taller woman's wine red eyes.

Until she did... Alisa would hold her close, not letting go. So Kasey wouldn't get lost in her darkness... So she wouldn't lose that glow in her eyes whenever Alisa kissed her. So she wouldn't forget what it meant to live instead of merely being alive. What it meant to be human instead of the monster she made herself out to be. The beauty she admired and wanted to nurture, merely giggling as she rose her brow at the notion of having something else outside her hands on clean:

"Good... The only taste I want to savour is your own.", spoke the sculptress, smiling back as she stroked her cheek tenderly, holding that vibrant gaze the whole way as she brushed her fingertip over her lips, "Don't worry... I won't ask where these lovely lips have been..."

It didn't seem so odd that she could hold a mass murderer in her arms, that she'd bat an eye at what she did with the corpses. Even if it sounded like an effective way to dispose of the bodies for one who could stomach it, even if the thought of doing it herself made her feel sick... The dead don't really care what you do to them now, do they? Eat them, burn them, throw them in the ocean... It made no difference in the end. The villain Kasey had shaped herself into saved more lives than many heroes possibly could:

"...Unless you want me to that is~?", she added, comfortable with the woman close to her, until she just found her arm sliding further back, draping around Kasey's shoulder, twining through her hair as she smiled and just basked in it...

This warmth that made her heart pound in her chest. Alisa couldn't remember the last time someone had this strong an effect on her, even among the people who caught her eye the way she did. As she gazed into her eyes, Alisa realized she could do it for hours...

Indeed, and that was exactly what she wanted for her. When she realized such a breathtaking beauty had taken such a tremendous burden upon her shoulders, Alisa saw all the more reasons to find her admirable, to keep her close. It wasn't so much that she was ignoring her duties, she wasn't really bound by them now that she'd lost her license, with her main focus being her students. Even if she did, she wouldn't have made a move. There would always be villains, and if anything, Alisa wished more villains were like Kasey. Still, she'd still frown at some of her choices:

"You know Kasey, you really shouldn't eat trash.", scolded the sculptress, almost playfully, all but nuzzling Kasey's hand tenderly, kissing it softly as she looked into her eyes. If there was any real disapproval on her part, it had to do with Kasey's eating habits and not so much what actually happened to the bodies of all the thugs she wiped out. Not that the girl would listen, Alisa knew that for sure, and she wouldn't think any less of her if she didn't. Not that it would stop her saying it anyway, giggling as she rose an eyebrow and added, "Hasn't anybody told you that you are what you eat~?"

In the end, Alisa wanted nothing more than to relish this newfound intimacy. Her arm would slowly ease Kasey close to her, until the girl pressed ever so softly into the plushness of her chest, adorned by that lacy black bra her earlier surge of passion had left bare, holding her there, tightly enough for the two to feel each other's heartbeat. Indeed... There was no need to put everything out there when those eyes spoke volumes, not when Alisa had no intention of letting her go. Kasey may have chosen to look only at the rotten trees... But she'd be damned if she let her forget everything else.

She was so cute when she started panicking like that. She did a good job at hiding it but when Alisa held her this close, she could almost feel it. Was it her heartrate maybe, or the way she all but fumbled with her words until she finally rebuffed them. In the end, Alisa could only giggle at the sight, tilting her head slightly as she giggled giddily, rather enjoying the chance to tease her a little bit too much:

"Oh, don't worry... That's not how Setsuna works... It's how you work~", Alisa corrected, nuzzling her softly and giving her bottom a playful little nibble, suckling it between her teeth as she giggled, "Hard to believe you never noticed that~.."

So engrossed in teasing her that Alisa's eyes shot wide as Kasey turned the tables: Letting out a luscious, almost surprised little gasp as she felt the girl leaning into her in turn, all but rolling herself over her until Alisa all but purred, holding her gaze as she laid back, cheeks reddening the whole way through. Her passion reignited all too easily, wilder even that it had been when this vivacious vixen first marched into her den, until the taller woman could only toy with her hair as she leaned in:

"Mmm, what are you now~...? By all means... Do show me.", eyes narrowing the whole way, her arms wrapped around her waist, holding her close as her cheeks reddened once more, all but shivering head to toe as the ravenous lover gave her the answer she'd been looking for...

...

"Ooooh~...!!", nothing could have quite prepared for what the girl said next, no amount of guessing could have ever lead her any close to the answer, and when she finally head it her eyes show wide as her jaw dropped. Really...? How could a cat ever behave in such a fashion? That sounded like a feisty little feline alright... Letting out a loud, yet decidedly graceful laughter, Alisa's hand rose over her mouth as she chuckled, "...You're teasing me aren't you Kasey~...? Fufufu~... Just what manner of cat would ever pretend to be a princess?"

Alisa didn't ask her too many details about the owner, though compared to everything she heard last night, she doubted anything could shock her. Quite the opposite, compared to most of Kasey's stories, her adventures with that student sounded rather tame, but for the sake of said student's privacy, Alisa refrained from prying into it. She also refrained from mentioning how she was actually a god awful cook, flashing her an almost awkward smile as she nodded:

"Mmm, should be ready on time indeed...", she spoke, not sounding awfully certain, scratching her cheek, running her hand idly over her arm, reaching her hands around behind her, fastening her apron just a bit tighter around her waist. Not that she really needed to, more as though Alisa needed something to do with her hands, while letting her gaze wash over her newfound lover in that apron, "...At least, I'm pretty sure it will. I suppose we'll just have to see for ourselves hm~?"