Elektra & Cheshire

Elektra Natchios leapt across the rooftops, having evaded another group of Hand assassins. This was the latest in a series of ambushes -- it seemed that even though she'd had a long, violent history with the Hand in the past, they'd recently stepped up in their attempts on her life lately. Over the past few years, the Hand had left Elektra alone for the most part; years prior, the Hand had brainwashed Elektra into a becoming a killer for their organization. Elektra eventually broke free of their control, however, and her retribution was bloody and merciless. The Hand seemingly retreated into the shadows after that, disappearing from New York for a time. In the past few weeks, though, they'd apparently resurfaced with a vengeance, and Elektra suspected they weren't working alone.

She made her way to one of her safehouses, looking to rest before investigating into the Hand's resurgence. What she didn't expect, however, was a familiar face from her past waiting for her; Jade Nguyen, also known as Cheshire, a dangerous assassin that Elektra had tangled with in the past, both antagonistically and romantically, depending on the occasion.

"They'll hunt you down eventually," Jade told Elektra, genuine worry in her voice, even though she maintained her cold demeanor. "The Hand aren't going to give up this time. And they're not alone."

"...I figured as much," Elektra told Jade. "And what do you know about this? Did the Hand and the League finally put aside their differences? Did Talia send you to take me out?"

"Talia has taken control of the Hand -- your assumption is correct there. But Talia didn't send me -- she doesn't even know I'm here," Jade confessed.

"If Talia didn't send you, then what are you doing here?" Elektra wondered. "Did you come to warn me?"

"I suppose that's one way of looking at it," Jade answered. "The League and the Hand are united now. They're after you... and they won't stop until they achieve their goal. I... I can't protect you. And if Talia gives me the order, I too will be **** to hunt you down. I guess... I guess I wanted to see you one more time before that happens."

In Elektra and Jade's line of work, trust was rare, especially when it came to other contract killers. In most cases, Elektra would not have bought a line like that. She was no stranger to deception -- in fact, she often used it to her advantage -- but she knew, in that moment, that Jade was telling the truth. Cheshire may have been one of the most cunning, deceptive assassins in the world, but after everything she and Elektra had been through, the Greek woman was, perhaps, the only person who could actually read Jade.

Elektra took Jade's hand and looked her in the eye. "I see. So the next time I see you, we'll be on opposite sides... again."

"That's right. And one of us -- perhaps both of us -- may not survive the experience. So, for tonight, let us pretend that isn't the case," Jade whispered seductively. "No talk of the League, the Hand, or any potential future we may or may not have together. Let's make this night a memorable one..."

Without another word, Elektra pulled Jade close and kissed her deeply; Jade kissed back, her hands already busy pulling Elektra's costume off of her body. Elektra returned the favor, tossing Jade's own outfit aside and within moments, the pair were naked and tumbling together onto the bed. Elektra **** Jade's arms above her head and she kissed Cheshire's neck, trailing a series of kisses downward across her lover's collarbone and chest. Jade moaned as Elektra caressed her breasts, leaning in and taking one of Elektra's breasts in her mouth; no one knew Jade's body quite like the Greek hitwoman. It was part of why Jade kept Elektra around, in spite of having plenty of opportunities to off Elektra over the course of their relationship. Perhaps more importantly -- not that Jade would ever admit to it -- was that, despite often being on opposite sides of a conflict, Jade genuinely cared for Elektra. Similarly, Elektra had no shortage of chances to take Cheshire out, but she'd never struck that fatal blow, either. Neither woman would admit to the reason for not finishing the other off, but deep down, both of them knew it.

Jade shivered in anticipation as Elektra slid lower, her head between Jade's legs, her tongue running up and down her slit. Jade reached down and ran her hands through Elektra's hair, wordlessly signalling to her lover where to focus her efforts; Elektra wasted no time in getting to work, plunging her tongue between Jade's drenched folds and lashing away inside her lover's slick tunnel. Jade began to buck her hips, her back arched and her head rolled back as she let Elektra take control.

For her part, Elektra didn't need any guidance -- better than anyone else, she knew what Jade liked in the bedroom. Deftly snaking her tongue back and forth inside Jade's aching pussy, Elektra steadily worked the other assassin towards another orgasm, the latest of countless orgasms both women had given each other over the course of their tumultuous, intense relationship. Jade let out a loud moan as she came as Elektra took in her gushing essence -- and then, within seconds, Jade had moved on top of Elektra, resuming her own exploration of the Greek beauty's body.

"Not even taking the time to recover... someone's eager," Elektra smirked.

"As I said, we don't have much time," Jade answered between kisses planted on Elektra's neck. "And so, I intend to make the most of tonight..."