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Nobara couldn’t remember what excuse she had given to wake up in Maki’s bed. Probably something about a girl’s night, two roses amidst a valley of thorns sort of thing, or maybe it had been about how she was scared and wanted company after their shitshow of a Goodwill Event. That second one was complete bullshit, but for some reason her dark-eyed senpai gave no indication that she knew Nobara was talking out of her ass and just let her into the room without pressing her for details.
Maki said nothing about a futon, nor did she tell Nobara to sleep on the floor, so Nobara helped herself to the spot next to Maki on the bed. Maki didn’t make any move to stop her or tell her to keep her distance, so surely her dark-eyed senpai wouldn’t mind if Nobara huddled a little too close? It was just an innocent touch, Nobara had thought when she rolled onto her side and wiggled into Maki’s space. Surely Maki would tell her if she minded.
She had woken up in a pleasurable haze, the comforter warm and almost stuffy around her. Smooth skin and hard muscle pressed up against her side, a sturdy arm tucked under her head and a lean leg hooked around hers to hold her knees apart. She had no time to gather her bearings before a jolt of euphoria raced up her spine as a rough finger pad slid slickly through her folds, drawing small circles over her clit.
“Awake?” Maki had whispered. Nobara had whimpered as her upperclassman’s breath fanned over the shell of her ear, over thin, sensitive skin packed to the brim with delicate nerve endings. “You’re such a naughty girl, you know? I thought you were just being cute, but it looks like you’re a lot lewder than you let on. Taking advantage of your senpai’s kindness and then humping her in her sleep…” Maki had ground her fingers against Nobara’s clit and Nobara had made a choked noise as her knees tried to clamp shut. “How are you going to make this up to me, I wonder…?”
All of that was what had led to the position they found themselves in now, with Maki on her back and Nobara’s face stuffed between her legs. A rich layer of musk coated Nobara’s tastebuds as she lapped at Maki’s folds, emboldened by the possessive fingers that stroked over her head. It was good—it felt good to taste Maki like this, to feel the way her slick was thick and viscous on Nobara’s tongue. It made Nobara’s head spin, the space between her thighs ache, the hunger in her stomach sharpen—
She could taste the ambrosia coating Maki’s lips.
“That’s it. Lick it all up and make sure you don’t waste a drop,” Maki murmured, voice rich and velvety with arousal. She rolled her hips against Nobara’s mouth, slow and sensual. “I always knew you’d be a good girl, Nobara.”
Nobara’s insides clenched and she whimpered, twisting her hips in an effort to keep her own arousal at bay. It was no good for her to finish before Maki, not when it wasn’t her turn to be pleased. Surely, Nobara thought, she would be punished for coming so selfishly like that.
Maki chuckled when Nobara fixed her eyes on Maki’s face. “You should see yourself right now, Nobara-chan,” Maki said. “Your eyes are all soft and hazy; does it feel good to have my taste on your tongue?”
Her tongue was busy and Nobara couldn’t even think of pulling away, so all Nobara could manage was a high-pitched whine as she closed her mouth around Maki’s inner folds and sucked.
“A-ah, fuck.” Maki sounded pleased, Nobara thought as she slipped her eyes shut. She was being a good girl for making her senpai growl like that. “Yeah, that’s it. Curl your tongue around me—I like that too.”
Tell me more, Nobara wanted to plead as the longing in her grew desperate. Tell me everything about you. Tell me every way to please you. Tell me the best way that I can serve you.
“You’re so pretty, you know,” Maki mused, curling a lock of Nobara’s hair around her fingers. Her words were breathless, laced with a guttural sort of pleasure that had Nobara’s insides throbbing with need. “I think I can get used to seeing your face buried between my legs.”
Strong, muscled legs like these? Please, Nobara thought as her hands stroked up the sides of Maki’s thighs, letting out a helpless moan when Maki squeezed her face with her legs. The fire in the pit of her stomach was growing stronger, licking its flames all throughout her core. Nobara opened her eyes and gazed up at her upperclassman, trying to express all of her sincerity in a single glance. Maki-san, please.
Maki’s expression was guarded for a few seconds before a slow smirk spread across her face, dripping over her features with the viscosity of honey. “Won’t you put your tongue inside?” she purred, rolling her hips encouragingly against Nobara’s mouth. “I’d love to feel it scraping up against me, my darling girl.”
Darling. That single word ripped a moan from Nobara’s chest and she obliged, thrusting her tongue needily into Maki’s cunt. Wet, sloppy noises filled the room as Nobara dove into Maki’s depths. She tasted even richer here, Nobara thought dazedly; it was almost as if Nobara was drinking nectar dripping straight from its source. How was it that Maki became all the more addicting the more of her Nobara drank?
Maki let out a low huff of pleasure and dropped her head back. “Fuuck, yeah, just like that, honey.” She ground her clit against the side of Nobara’s nose, smearing it with her scent. “Keep going, I’m really close.”
Nobara whimpered. She could feel the way Maki’s walls spasmed around her tongue, the way her body tried to draw her further in. Nobara almost felt numb between her legs as she helped Maki chase her pleasure, as she put Maki’s need above her own. The rough, low rasp of Maki’s breathing, the gluttonous grin stretched across her lips—Maki became the center of Nobara’s world, flushed a tantalizing shade of pink as Nobara ate her ravenously.
“You ready for me, Nobara?” Maki rumbled. Her fingers tightened around Nobara’s hair, pulling until she felt a sharp sting in her scalp. “I’m about to come. Make sure to drink it all up.”
Nobara withdrew her tongue from her upperclassman’s flushed folds and closed her mouth around Maki’s cunt to suck up her release. It was hard to hold back a moan when Maki bucked up against her, her steely thighs coming up to lock Nobara in place as she came. She must’ve done it on reflex, Nobara thought hazily as Maki’s thigh muscles flexed and rippled against her cheeks, because only a fool would think to pull away from the rush of slick that dripped from between Maki’s legs.
It felt like both an eternity and a second when Maki’s body relaxed, shivering slightly from the aftershocks of her orgasm. Nobara opened her mouth to protest when Maki sat up—the movement had dislodged her from her place between Maki’s thighs, after all—but she quickly fell silent when her dark-eyed senpai leaned forward to drag her thumb through the thin layer of slick that had been smeared across Nobara’s lips.
A possessive, sated smile flickered across Maki’s face as she played with the corner of Nobara’s mouth, and Nobara stared, transfixed by the red dusting of arousal on Maki’s cheeks. “You look nice all sticky and sloppy like that,” Maki murmured. Her dark eyes narrowed with pleasure. “Obscene.”
Nobara clenched around nothing and felt herself choke on the emptiness. “Maki-san,” she pleaded, not quite sure of what she was begging for but begging anyway. “Maki-san.”
“Hmm? You want me to taste myself on your tongue?” Yes, Nobara thought, even though the possibility hadn’t crossed her mind at all. Yes, please, that, please. “Very well,” Maki rumbled, her voice velvety smooth, “come here.”
Arousal coiled in the pit of Nobara’s stomach, heavy and toxic as lead. She rushed up onto her knees in her desperation, eyes locked on the plump shape of Maki’s lips as she surged forward.
But Maki caught her before the two of them could collide, and Nobara whined, grating and pained as Maki took her face in her hands. “Shh,” Maki shushed her. “I’m not going anywhere. You should take your time.”
How, Nobara thought wildly as Maki slowly drew her closer. It felt like fire, licking up against her insides with every millimeter that was lost between them. How could Maki be so careful and deliberate with her movements when Nobara was almost ready to burst out of her skin?
I want you, Nobara wanted to tell her as Maki’s lips came closer. I want you, Maki-san, in me, around me, all over me—her gut twisted so hard that it almost felt like it was ripping—just let me have you already—
Maki pressed their mouths together and Nobara’s mind went blank. It was like touching high-thread count cotton, like running satin skin over silk. Yet somehow it was even softer than that, solid yet liquid, tender yet firm.
Nobara would have come on the spot if it wasn’t for the grounding touch of Maki’s fingertips against her jaw as she guided her into their kiss.
She wanted to melt. Like the cotton candy that evaporated when it touched your tongue, like the chocolate that liquified in the warm, wet depths of your mouth—she wanted to become boneless in the cradle of Maki’s arms. And seeing how sweetly Maki was gazing at her, dark eyes swirling with arousal despite having already found her release, Nobara was certain that she would let her.
“Maki-san,” Nobara gasped, her lips brushing up against Maki’s as she formed her name with her mouth. “Maki-san.”
“I have you. Let me take care of you now?” Maki whispered. They were too close like this, so close that Nobara could hardly make out the feathery curl of Maki’s eyelashes, dark and blurry along the shape of her eyes. “I promise I’ll treat you right.”
You could do anything to me and it’d still be alright, Nobara thought helplessly. But even if it would’ve gotten a laugh out of her dark-eyed senpai, Nobara knew she’d be scolded for saying something that dangerous so she just kept her mouth shut instead.
It would be lovely to be punished by Maki one of these days, to find herself bound up and defenseless against her upperclassman’s whims, but today Nobara was a good girl and she wanted to be rewarded for being so obedient.
Nobara wrapped her arms around Maki’s neck, slow enough to gage her reaction on the off chance that Maki had no intention of being held. But Maki just stared back at her calmly, completely unbothered by the warmth of Nobara’s skin.
“Maki-san,” Nobara breathed, leaning forward to bump their foreheads together. She could feel her back arching, arousal and awe battling within her as she nuzzled her upperclassman’s cheek. “Please.”
A soft chuckle left Maki and reverberated through Nobara’s body until she was soft and fuzzy-eyed. “You’re a sweet one, aren’t you?” Maki murmured, her gaze as delicate as spider’s silk. Her fingers fell from where they’d been resting against Nobara’s chin and Nobara let out a helpless noise as one of Maki’s arms wound around her waist. “I bet you’ll look real pretty on my fingers when you come.”
Maki turned her gently, coaxing her onto her side and then onto her back. They were back in the position that had started it all, Nobara realized as Maki slipped an arm under her head and stretched out against her. The epiphany was so arousing that Nobara couldn’t help but draw her knees together with a whimper, squeezing her legs together to stave off her release.
“Hey, stop that.” The flat of Maki’s hand came down on Nobara’s thigh, but it was a gentle smack, intended to draw attention instead of cause harm. “I can’t touch you when you hide like that. Don’t you want me to see how wet you got for me while you had your head between my thighs?”
Nobara inhaled a desperate breath of air. “Maki-san,” she gasped, quivering.
“Come on now.” Maki brushed her lips against Nobara’s cheek and Nobara keened. “You’ve been such a good girl for me; don’t stop now.”
Good girl. The praise went straight to Nobara’s head and she let her thighs relax. Maki’s fingers hooked into the waistband of her sleeping shorts—oh, Nobara thought as Maki dug further and grabbed ahold of her panties too—and dragged them down.
“All the way off?” Maki murmured. “Or are you fine with them bunched up around your knees?” She pressed another kiss along the shape of Nobara’s jaw as she toyed with Nobara’s half-shed clothes. “I won’t be able to see how pretty you are if you still have them on, though.”
There was her answer, then. What a silly question to ask. “Off,” Nobara breathed, resisting the urge to squeeze her legs together again. “Off, please.”
“Kick them off, then,” Maki told her. “I’ll wait.”
It was almost embarrassing how quickly Nobara leapt into action at Maki’s words, shifting her hips eagerly from side to side as she reached forward to push her shorts and panties down to her ankles. Once they were hooked, she used her feet to peel them off completely and kicked them over the side of the bed.
“Maki-san,” Nobara said, turning back into the cradle of Maki’s arms.
“You really are such a good girl.” Nobara cried out as thin fingers slipped down the crease between her thigh and hip, shuddering as Maki’s fingertips reached her core. “Open yourself up for me, darling. Let me see how pretty of a pink you can be.”
Nobara spread her legs obediently, choking back a sob as Maki parted her folds with practiced fingers. “Look at how flushed you are for me,” Maki mused, tracing the shape of Nobara’s small, inner lips. “Hard and full…you were waiting for this, weren’t you?”
She pinched down lightly with her forefinger and thumb, and Nobara arched off the bed with whine. “You don’t like that? Too hard?”
“No,” Nobara gasped, rolling her hips. “Good. More, Maki-san, more—”
“You’re so sweet when you beg,” Maki sighed. She nuzzled her nose along the side of Nobara’s face, letting out a thoughtful hum as she rubbed her fingers against Nobara’s folds. “You’re going to make me addicted to you like this.”
Nobara’s insides clenched down and she let out a breathless sob. “Please,” Nobara begged. “Please.”
“Greedy,” Maki chided, pinching her again. The dual stimulation of Maki’s fingers and words made Nobara’s head spin. “You’ve tasted me once and now you want me forever? I should’ve known you were spoiled from how needily you drank from me.”
“Maki-san,” Nobara panted, canting her hips. “Maki-san, your fingers, please…”
Another resigned sigh. “You know I can’t resist you when you ask so sweetly like that.”
Maki’s finger slipped into her and Nobara shuddered. It was just a single finger, but it felt so good; the mere pressure of a foreign object pressing up against Nobara’s walls more than enough to tear a cry from her throat.
“Good?” Maki prompted, kissing along the side of Nobara’s exposed neck.
“Perfect,” Nobara moaned. “Maki-san, it’s too good—”
“You’re so wet. I can probably fit three fingers into you without even trying,” Maki mused, rubbing her finger roughly against Nobara’s walls. A quick swipe of her thumb over Nobara’s clit had Nobara gasping, knees coming together reflexively as a jolt of pleasure raced up her spine. “Say, how many fingers do you want inside of you? I’ll be able to stretch you out with two, but you’ll have to make do with just thrusting if you want three.”
Both of them sounded amazing to Nobara’s ears, but she knew what she wanted even before Maki posed her question. “Three,” Nobara breathed. She bucked her hips, forcing Maki’s solo finger deeper into her cunt. “Fill me up, Maki-san. Stuff me up until I’m full.”
Maki chuckled against the shell of her ear. “I knew you were greedy. I won’t stop even if you say it’s too much, okay?” She knocked her head gently against Nobara’s temple. “Though, knowing you, this might not even be enough. I wonder how rough I should be before you’re satisfied.”
I’ll take whatever you can give me, Nobara wanted to say, but Maki withdrew from her and thrust in with three fingers before Nobara could say a word. All that ended up leaving Nobara was a desperate cry as Maki proceeded to fuck her within an inch of her life.
“Can you feel that?” Maki asked her, her voice little more than a growl as she corkscrewed her fingers in and out of Nobara’s cunt. Wet, sloppy noises filled Nobara’s ears as Maki’s hand continued to move. “Your pussy’s starting to leak all over the place, Nobara-chan. If you soak my sheets, I’ll make you suck them clean.”
Fuck, that really shouldn’t have been as arousing as it was. Nobara’s heart leapt a little in her chest, but her cunt must’ve given her away too because in the next second, she heard Maki laugh again. “You like that idea, don’t you? You really are such a naughty girl.”
Nobara’s walls closed around Maki’s fingers and Nobara let out a choked noise. She was so full she could hardly think straight, and the pleasure of clenching down on Maki, of all people, was grinding her endurance into dust. Really, she didn’t care what Maki called her at this point, so long as Maki knew it was her that Nobara was hungry for.
“Maki-san,” Nobara gasped, turning towards Maki in her need. She could feel the pressure building inside of her, the coil growing tighter in her gut. There were white spots appearing at the edge of her vision, so bright and luminous they almost looked like stars. “Maki-san, please, I’m going to come—”
“What are you waiting for?” Maki whispered. “Swallow me whole, Nobara.”
Maki pressed their lips together and Nobara shattered.
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“I wasn’t actually going to make you lick it,” Maki laughed as she bundled up her sheets and dropped them in a heap by the foot of her bed. “You were just so cute that I had to tease, Nobara.”
Nobara drew her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. The spot between her legs throbbed absently, but Maki had scolded her earlier when she’d tried to kick off round two, so she just ignored the restlessness in her gut and tried not to pout. “You seriously scared me a little, Maki-san,” she grumbled, resting her chin on her kneecaps. “I thought you were going to have me on my hands and knees as soon as we were done.”
Maki stripped her pillows of their pillowcases and straightened up to give Nobara a bemused grin. “A good kind of scared?” she asked.
Nobara pursed her lips. “The best kind,” she informed her dark-eyed senpai.
“I thought so,” Maki chuckled, tossing the pillowcases onto her growing pile of linens. “Though I don’t think you would’ve minded being on your hands and knees? You seemed pretty eager to wrap your legs around me even though you blacked out for a solid five seconds there.”
“It’s not my fault you made me come so hard my head went flying into outer space, Maki-san,” Nobara said flatly. Her words sent Maki into another delighted peal of laughter and Nobara felt the corners of her mouth twitch upwards at the sound. “And what do you mean I humped you in my sleep? I woke up on my back, thank you very much. I can’t really hump you unless you’re on top of me.”
“Ah, you found out,” Maki said. She cracked open her closet and dug around a bit. “Well, I was sleeping with my cute little junior curled up in my bed, so I just couldn’t keep my hands to myself. But that excuse is a little less exciting than you waking up and thinking that you were in the wrong instead. Besides, it got all the awkwardness out of the way, what with my hands being down your pants to ‘punish you’.”
“Hmm.” It was arousing, to say the least; just the image of Maki smirking down at her was enough spank material to last Nobara a month. “So you think I’m cute, Maki-san?”
Maki shot her a grin as she pulled out a fresh set of linens and pushed the closet door shut with her hip. “Hard not to when you go around calling me ‘Maki-san, Maki-san’ with a sparkle in your eyes. It’s like I’ve got my own little puppy eager to wag its little tail.”
Nobara narrowed her eyes. “Woof,” she said.
Maki just threw her head back and laughed.