Smokescreen: A Collection of Vignettes

Chapter 32

NOTE: I'll eventually bring him back, just not in this chapter, but who else misses the King of Sass from MK 9? That Smoke was so damn sassy and I loved it.

"Tomas?"

The Slavic warrior had snuck his way into Sakura's room. An impending sense of doom had taken him and he couldn't shake it. He would have his friend, who had been cruelly cyberized, back fighting at his side. Yet, that hadn't comforted him at all. Just being in her presence had eased it.

"I needed to see you."

Her heart-shaped face flushed pink. Sakura had captivated him from the day he had laid eyes on her. It had made him wonder in those earlier moments if she had cast a spell on him. He had been rather suspicious of her, then. Now, though, she could do no wrong. She was an angel, a gift from the Elder Gods. She had been working on cyber Sub-Zero for quite awhile in conjunction with Jax Briggs. He owed her everything.

"I'm always glad to see you, Tomas." Sakura responded.

His heart soared when she said that.

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Sakura flushed with pleasure when Tomas paid her a surprise visit. It tickled her, though, for he had always been so guarded and careful with whom he interacted with. Now, here he was coming to her, madly in love. Mutual, of course. They had made love in secret so many times. It made their relationship so much more enjoyable.

"Something tells me that this isn't an ordinary visit."

Sakura approached the smoke-user and looked straight up at him. His gray eyes were so expressive. Something was clearly bothering him.

"I need you." He said honestly.

Sakura's eyes softened. She took his hand, kissed the palm, and placed it upon her face. She needed him, too. A sense of never seeing him again had taken a hold of her, so his visit to her had been timely.

"Come, my love."

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Sakura screamed her pleasure as she hit her peak. Her fingers dug into her lover's back as her body arched into his. She had allowed him to take her as many times as he wished. The desperation they had both felt had been washed away with that. The young woman flopped back onto her pillow, exhausted, as her lover finally found his release. He whispered words of adoration in his mother tongue as he finished, placing soft kisses upon her face.

"Tomas..."

Deep down, however, they both instinctively knew this would be their last night together.

Forever.

Sakura would come to lose her Slavic warrior to the evil Empress, Sindel, the following day.