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AR Fic

Chapter One: Shattered Trust.

By Mayvarik.

(=== Start Chapter One ===)

Fate smiled letting out a soft sigh as she silently closed the front door behind her after arriving home. It was late, or early, depending on how one looked at such things. Her flight was spot on schedule, arriving at the airport promptly at eleven PM. Not too bad for an eight hour flight. But with luggage issues combining with an atrocious taxi ride home, adding on at least an additional forty minutes to an already forty minute long journey. And that was being extremely generous, the blonde thought silently fuming at the memory, before catching herself. But that was ok, she reminded with herself, rallying her emotions, making sure to breathe deeply. She didn't mind. She didn't mind because tonight she would get to rest in her wife's arms again. Fate always found herself smiling happily at the thought of her wife. A wife with whom she hadn't yet told that her month long business trip abroad had ended abruptly. Her beautiful wife, who would most probably, not be getting a lot sleep tonight. Well not if she had any say about it at least. But, knowing her wife as well as she did, Fate knew that a little visual stimulation might be required to guarantee consensual cooperation.

Smiling wickedly at the thought whilst removing her black flats from her feet and undoing a couple of buttons of her white blouse to accentuate her natural cleavage, Fate paused to view herself in the hallway mirror. She wanted to be sure of her looks before she began her journey to the bedroom. Dark charcoal was the colour of the skirt and jacket suit she had chosen for today, knowing that it accentuated her long blonde hair, which, on impulse, she quickly tied back into two high ponytails, just like how she used to wear it when she was nine, pulling out and using two very nostalgic white ribbons, which never left her possession, to finish off the effect and look she was going for. The suit skirt she wore, hugged her hips nicely, whilst falling easily from them to just past her knees, whilst the mini suit jacket stopped short of her hips, its lower edge semi covering her black leather belt, but contouring in towards her middle, showing off her gorgeous hourglass figure, whilst leaving everything else to the imagination. Well that would normally have been the case if she hadn't undone the top four buttons of the white blouse underneath. Fate found herself snickering quietly to herself, imagining her Nanoha's reaction to a combination of old and new Fate rolled into one. Maybe she wouldn't have to do anything but just stand there to get her wife off for the first time. Nanoha was such a visual person after all. Sighing happily of things yet to come, she nodded to herself at her reflection in the mirror, hoping her wife would be more than equally impressed. But how could she not be right? But even with a night of frivolity ahead of her, Fate couldn't help but think of the major changes that were coming towards them now, because of her trip abroad and her love for her wife.

The potential had always been there she guessed, but normally she would have just let it lie. It had started on the second day of the meetings, with her voicing a few pertinent negative points about the meetings a little too loudly to her friend Hayate, who was sitting next to her, igniting something in the higher ups at the meeting, prompting them to angrily ask her to continue. Afraid she was going to be fired for speaking her mind, she had instantly thought of her wife, and of her frank to the point nature she had fell in love with. And for the first time ever in her life, instead of backing down like she would normally do, because she wasn't as confident with her words, she had let loose, expanding on her ideas and reasons in front of the gathered caucus, whilst backing herself up with a cold calculating logic that one could only get from years of field work. Telling them in no uncertain terms that they were so out of touch with what was actually happening out there in the field and that this meeting was nothing more than a waste of time. Then in a moment of 'well, since I'm going to get fired anyway' she had then proceeded to tell them how they could fix it.

The sheer simplicity of her idea's and notions had instantly gained momentum, turning the scheduled twenty eight meetings abruptly on its head, as other leaders had caught on to what she was saying, turning the two hour meeting into a thirty-six hour brain storming marathon. In fact that day and a half session had sped up the meeting schedule up so abruptly, that they had pretty much concluded all business by the day after the all nighter. Well ahead of schedule. She had then been offered several positions on what she considered a ridiculously stupid salary, all of which she had turned down as it would take time away from her family. But they had persisted, so she told them that she would think about it, just to get them off of her back, and then there was the talk about the possibility of her getting a sizable bonus for allowing everybody to have an impromptu three week vacation during which she had left, saying she wanted to return home as soon as possible to surprise her family, which had brought numerous smiles to the faces of the gathering, as well as many agreeing with her logic, one person announcing that they should triple her bonus as they could all get a sixteen uninterrupted working days with their families. Most had laughed. Others had agreed.

And so here she was, on the night of the supposed fourth day of the meeting, sneaking into her own house, an unheard of sixteen days ahead of her scheduled arrival, which also meant she had the next sixteen working days plus four sets of weekends off, making a grand total of twenty four days straight off. Fate couldn't help but smile, running her free hand through her hair, as she found her other hand was once again tightly gripping the bouquet of roses she had bought at the airport on her way through. Nanoha truly loved flowers, and hopefully with how she looked presently wouldn't be against a little loving this late at night.

Moving through their darkened house with a confidence that spoke of, not only years of living within the same said walls, but also of regularly arriving home late enough to make such knowledge necessary, Fate deftly manoeuvred around the squeaky floor boards of the wooden stairway and first floor hallway, where her two girls were sleeping, before silently making her way to the room in which her wife would be. All the while being extra careful not to wake their daughter Vivio. The girl was such an incredible light sleeper it really scared her sometimes. And she didn't want nor need any interruptions to her plans tonight, Creeping past her teenage daughter's bedroom door, Fate thought she could hear their daughter crying, making a mental note to check on the young teenager in the morning when she got up. If she could get up she amended smiling.

Pausing on her arrival just outside her and Nanoha's bedroom, Fate couldn't help but listen at the closed doorway, silently gauging if her wife was asleep or awake, only to hear that beyond the shut door she could quite easily hear her wife quietly moaning in pleasure. Instantly, images of her beautiful wife pleasuring herself were suddenly playing across her mind, before the images were changing and she was picturing herself making love to her woman inside the room. Her own deft fingers and tongue eliciting the moans and quiet screams she could hear, even now, emanating from her lover's mouth, before making her beg and moan for more as she thoroughly ravaged her body. Catching herself as one of her hands started to make its own way south, Fate desperately tried to regain control of her emotions, eventually having to move a little further away from the door before taking some long, slow deep breaths, calming her raging heart and soul.

Oh how she despised being away from both of her loves for so long! But, unfortunately at this point in time, the money her job brought in made it a necessary evil. Sure her job often demanding with the long trips abroad, and whilst Nanoha's own Police training career helped offset the costs of things, her own job made her the main bread winner in their family, but really it was both of their faults for wanting such a big house. Sighing sadly, before her face perked back, remembering the arguments over the amount of the bonus they were deciding to give her with what she had managed to pull off at the meeting. If it eventuated that it was anywhere near the amounts she had heard being thrown around, she knew that she could finally pay off their home loan and still have money to spare, and the two of them could start living a debt free way of life, as well as her finally getting to take her Nanoha on that second honeymoon that they had planned oh so long ago, but could never afford. The thought of their new life after that, with some smart investing, was simply electrifying.

Moving back to the doorway after quietening her raging desire to a small simmer, Fate couldn't help but smile as she silently opened their bedroom door, slipping ever so quietly into the room... and stopped dead. Her mouth dropping open in disbelief at the sight that met her burgundy eyes.

Nanoha... her Nanoha lay on the bed, writhing in pleasure, their room currently doubling as an ode to scented candles. But unlike in her imagination, she wasn't alone. And she definitely was not pleasuring herself. Both of her wife's beautifully toned legs were thrown over another blonde's shoulders. A man's shoulders. A man who was frantically thrusting deep into her wife's body, drawing forth the sounds that Fate had heard from the other side of the door. Hearing words coming from her wife's mouth that both shocked and confused her, as she found herself watching as her Nanoha started climaxing, pulling the young man over the threshold, with him pushing himself as deeply as he could inside of her wife, before letting out a massive groan, depositing his seed deep inside of her brown haired beauty. Fate just stood there, unbelieving. Watching as the male blonde stayed hovering above her beautiful brunette. The man's green eyes trying to gaze deeply into un-opening blue, a smile tickling his lips, as he moved forward, ever so slowly, trying to kiss lips that weren't his to kiss, thankfully only finding a cheek, with her wife turning her lips away from the seeking man, despite his efforts.

"How was that," Fate heard the man ask. He was still breathing heavily, making his hoarse whisper easily heard.

"Not too bad I guess," her wife replied, a sigh resonating within her voice. "But I can't do this to her anymore. You'll never be as good as my..." both eyes suddenly turned in her direction. "...Fate-chan?"

Fate stared into her wife's embarrassed, lusting, guilt ridden tearing eyes, unconsciously clenching both of her fists as she did so. Slightly flustered and confused at how they both now knew she was there... before realising her mistake. Damn it, she swore silently, desperately wanting to smash her fist against the wall to vent her anger, but just couldn't find it in her to go through with the action. She had dropped the damn flowers.

(=== End Chapter One ===)