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Natsume couldn’t sleep. That stupid Senpai
of hers kept squirming. Regret filled Natsume given the situation. She had agreed-begrudgingly,to let Tsumugi rest in the secret room with her. But, she hadn’t known Tsumugi was such a unruly sleeper.
Natsume adjusted her head over the book’s uncomfortably. Even the floor would be better then this. She just had to calm her mind and fall asleep.
‘Ehehe..’ Natsume looks over to see Tsumugi giggling in her sleep. Seriously, how annoying.
The giggling doesn’t stop and takes a rather erotic turn.
Is Tsumugi moaning…? Having that kind of dream while Natsume is right next to her. Normally,she’d be appalled,at least she tells herself that. ‘Blame it on your lack of sleep, Natsume’, she thinks.
“Nnngh…Natsume-chan~” Tsumugi cries out,her body jolting.
*Now*, she absolutely can’t ignore it. The growing dampness beneath her skirt,the desperate mewls of Tsumugi. It’s far too much. Tsumugi is too deep in her sleep,Natsume figures or hopes. She sighs and decides to abandon all self respect. Trailing her fingertips along the edge of her skirt she pulls it up,out of the way.
“Idiot…”Natsume mutters,looking down at Tsumugi’s resting body.
Natsume moves over her panties, teasing herself.
She’d get this over with as fast as possible. Rubbing lazy circles around herself isn’t enough quickly. Her head looks around making sure no one was watching. Natsume sucks two of her fingers sloppily and moves them down to her entrance.
This is the maybe the most embarrassing thing she’s ever done. ‘I should stop’,she tells herself. Looking back down at Tsumugi,she gets flustered. The girl next to her has a very prominent boner,her skirt envelopes it. Fuck. It would be rude to just let Tsumugi suffer through that, wouldn’t it? Natsume is feeling charitable.
Natsume wipes off her slobbery fingers and picks up Tsumugi’s skirt. She tugs down her underwear curiously, she’s never seen a dick in front of her before. In porn sure,whatever. Her breath quickens as she stares at Tsumugi’s erection. Natsume wonders what her size is-No. Just get the job done her mind tells her.
Unsure what to do Natsume wraps a hand around Tsumugi’s aroused cock. She slides up and down rhythmically earning a few downright lewd sounds from Tsumugi.
“A-ah…” Natsume moans while she strokes her senior.
Natsume’s brain wanders, thinking about how this would go if Tsumugi was awake. She’d probably be even more of a mess, begging for more. That’d never happen,though. Natsume was far too stubborn to initiate something like…this under normal circumstances.
Tsumugi’s cock is practically throbbing and spasming around Natsume’s hand. She’s close and Natsume can tell. Her sleeping body rustling around and begging for climax. Natsume’s free hand moves to slide into her. Now that she nothing to anchor herself with her strokes become messier.
“N..natsume…” Tsumugi whimpers again.
Natsume is spurred on more by Tsumugi’s desperate plea. Even so pathetic asleep. Whatever she was dreaming about must’ve been filthy. Natsume’s walls clenched around her fingers and she gasps. Her hand falls off of Tsumugi’s cock overwhelmed by the shock of her orgasm.
It feels so…so good. This is morally wrong,yes. Tsumugi hadn’t given her any sort of consent. Yet that just excited Natsume and made the orgasm all that much better. The aftershock of climax makes Natsume realize something. If Tsumugi had been moaning her name amidst sleep… Did that mean she was dreaming about Natsume?
Natsume scrunches her nose. That pervert… And damn it,she wanted to make that pervert come.
Her hand wraps itself around Tsumugi’s girth once again. Stroking her cock with more effort now, determined.
Tsumugi’s dick twitches in Natsume’s hand,”Aaagh-“she moans her climax finally hitting.
White fluid flows out of Tsumugi’s slit and Natsume watches,intrigued. She could be kind and clean Tsumugi up,wipe her down and redress her. But, its easier to just leave her like that. Would she wake up and just assume she’d creamed herself, Natsume wonders.
She stands up, looking down to make sure Tsumugi hadn’t awoken. Being that deep a sleeper…was truly absurd. Natsume was grateful for it,for once.
She straightens her skirt and lays back down,placing herself on her Tsumugi’s lap. It smells gross, but she’s too tired to care. She falls into a deep sleep quickly, Tsumugi’s half hard cock her pillow.