Hayasui and Rachel: Fire Forged Friends?

It was all becoming too much. Rachel's tender kisses along her neck, her fingers exploring around inside of the girl's core, her free hand tracing out Hayasui's curves, all of it was blending into a maelstrom of raw ecstasy. With a loud, drawn out moan, Hayasui finally peaked, covering Rachel's hands in her fluids as her inner walls clamped down around her fingers, hips arching up as her body went completely taut before she relaxed again, spent for now as she tried to catch her breath, managing to look at Rachel, at the person who'd given her this amazing time.

"T-that...that was..." Hayasui trailed off, unable to find the proper words for now and suspecting she never would.

Hayasui didn't need to finish her sentence so far as Rachel was concerned, she could tell just from the look on her face that she had given the Japanese girl a night to remember. Without saying anything, she leaned in, softly cuddling Hayasui for a few moments before standing up. She looked at her hand, soaked in Hayasui's juices before giving another intoxicated giggle. "I'm gonna go wash up, okay?" she asked with smile.

Hayasui was too out of it by this point to respond, the drunken haze compounding the light feeling of afterglow. The girl almost complained as she felt Rachel's warmth leave her, but couldn't manage more than an exhausted moan, drifting off into unconsciousness soon afterwards.

Rachel walked back to the bathroom to wash her hands and face, inspecting the damage from their match on her topless body in the mirror. There were some bruises here and there, but all in all, nothing too bad. She was a little dissapointed that Hayasui wasn't able to reciprocate, but it wasn't totally unexpected, and she enjoyed the time they spent all the same.

When she came back to find Hayasui's sleeping body lying on the couch, Rachel gave a warm smile. Slipping the girl's underwear back on, she reached under her knees to return the bridal carry she had gotten earlier. with the damage done to her arms and legs during their match, carrying another person was difficult, but eventually she managed to get Hayasui upstairs and to her bed without waking her. Tucking the unconscious girl into bed, Rachel herself laid on top of the covers, the wear of the evening finally getting to her as she drifted to sleep herself.