Vol. 3 - Chapter 68

"Oh, fuck," Ash laughed as she scanned her own body. "I forgot how good this feels~" 

In front of her, Yumi was panting. She was looking down at herself, particularly at the wetness between her legs, breathing heavily. Eventually, though, she stood and picked her clothes back up. 

"N-Now what?" Yumi asked as she put her shirt on with trembling hands. 

"Hm? Oh, right," Ash nodded as she remembered why they'd even done this. She walked up to Yumi and wrapped an arm around her waist, gesturing over at the beams. "Now, we go and break some shit, and then we leave. Ready?" 

"... Yes," Yumi took a deep breath, seemingly calming herself down. "Yes, yes. We... Yes." 

"Gotcha." 

And, without a warning, Ash put her other hand under Yumi's legs and swept her, taking her into a bridal carry. Yumi yelped.

"W-Wait, my naginata!" Yumi yelled out.

"Right. Pick it up!" Ash said, crouching so that Yumi could grab it.