Work Text:
“So yeah, that’s one of my favourite AMVs. I’m not really into Western music that much, but this one’s pretty funny.”
“Mmhm, I liked it. The bear suit was cute.” Hannelore smiled, watching Marigold as she furrowed her brow and started clicking around for another YouTube video to watch. “Have you seen all of those shows?”
“Uh, it’s been a while, but… I don’t think I’ve seen Excel Saga yet. I’ve checked out all the others though, some of my favourites in there.”
“Oh! Okay.” She looked down, tugging at her sleeve for a bit. “Do you, um… do you think I might like some of them?”
“Hm? Yeah, probably. You can borrow some of my DVDs if you wanna take a look.”
Hannelore pushed back from the desk, craning her head to look at Marigold’s densely-packed shelf of books and films. The DVDs were packed together on the bottom shelf, and she twitched a little as she thought about having to crouch down close to the floor to flick through them.
“Um, Marigold… would you want to get them for me? I’m a bit… y’know, the floor, it’s kinda…”
She looked at her for a moment, blinking in confusion, then the realisation dawned on her and she snapped back to attention, blushing a little. “Right! Right, right, the OCD stuff. Sure thing.” Spinning her desk chair around, Marigold pushed off and went to ground, crouching on her knees while tracing her fingers along the DVD spines.
“Okay, so… this one’s a classic, you’ve gotta watch it.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, it’s the sort of thing where people don’t take you seriously if you’ve never seen it.” She lifted her head up to roll her eyes, brushing her hair out of her glasses. “I avoided it for a while, and I thought I’d hate it, but unfortunately they’re right.”
“Unfortunately?”
“It really is that good.” Marigold chuckled flatly. “The fans suck dick, though. I’ve been in some nasty forum threads with them.”
“Ah, okay… I’m not really on any of those sites…”
“Good, keep it that way. Okay…”
Hannelore watched as Marigold kept flicking through her shelf, humming to herself as she pulled out show after show in case it was a good one. Some of the covers she pulled out looked interesting, but after a while, Hannelore had to speak up with another request.
“Marigold?”
“Yeah?” She didn’t look up, reading the blurb on one of the DVD cases.
“Do you have anything a bit more, um… adult?”
“Hey! I know what it sounds like, but this really isn’t kid stuff. There’s gore, and some pretty heavy-”
“Oh, I know! But like… like those books you showed me.” She glanced away nervously, an awkward smile on her face.
Marigold paused for a moment, then tilted her head up towards the ceiling and sighed, lightly smacking herself on the forehead when she came down. “Of course, I’m an idiot. Sorry.”
“It’s fine-”
“I only have one or two things here, though, and they’re shit. I have to torrent it if I want anything I like.”
“Oh?”
“It’s really hard to get it imported, and most of the good stuff is stuff they’d never sell in America. But I’ve got a bunch on my hard drive, gimme a sec.”
Marigold stood up, pulled her sweatpants up her back, and sat back down on the chair next to Hannelore, grabbing her mouse and clicking around between folders.
“Okay, soooooo… you probably don’t want anything too hardcore?”
“Oh no, definitely not.” Hannelore looked away, shyly picking at her fingernails.
“Uh-huh, no tentacles then… let’s see, what’s something sweet…” She blinked a couple of times and scratched her chin, casting her eye over the screen to find something. “This is one that I liked a lot when I was younger, I haven’t seen it in forever though.”
“Hm?”
“Yeah, the boys are cute and there’s some good comedy to it. And the sex is animated really well…” She blushed a little and sighed.
“Can I… can I have a look?”
“Sure, if you want. I’ll let you borrow a USB if you wanna take it with you after.”
She clicked on the video to open it up in VLC, cheesy intro music playing while she clicked around to find a subtitle track.
“Alright, here we go...”
Hannelore frowned, rubbing her eyes. “Is it meant to be so fuzzy?”
“The rip isn’t great. They never made real DVDs for this one, so you had to go to Japan and buy the actual tape so you can record it to your computer. And the guy’s rig is garbage, so it never comes out looking right…”
“Oh.”
“But he has good taste, and he’s the only one who seeds out stuff like this.”
Marigold sat back and crossed her arms over, watching the screen as a parade of cute young men introduced themselves to each other. Hannelore watched on in silence for a few minutes, but the concentration on her face was starting to give way to boredom.
“This is nice, but… could we skip ahead a bit?”
“You don’t wanna watch the whole thing?”
“Maybe! But like… I just want to see if the, y’know… stuff is what I’d like.”
“Ohhhhhh… okay then…” Marigold leant in and tapped at the arrow keys, pushing forward until she saw a pair of naked bodies on the screen – “shit, uh, a little too far” – and then pushing a couple of steps back. A tall, skinny blond had just stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist, only for another boy with glasses and brown hair to open the door on him and start freaking out. One thing led to another, and after a few minutes the show was nothing but butts, tongues, and moaning.
Biting her lip to make sure she wasn’t making noise, Marigold made a few glances to her left to see how Hannelore was reacting – she’d expected her to be interested, but she’d underestimated just how much enjoyment she was getting out of it. She was visibly leaning forward towards the screen, cheeks flushed red and mouth hanging open slightly as she breathed in and out. Her hands were clasped in close to her lap, fingers tracing over her sweaty palms, and she almost seemed to be slowly rubbing her knees together while transfixed on the hentai.
It was just about the most erotic thing Marigold had ever seen.
Her heart started racing as she thought about what could come next, fantasies building together in her mind’s eye. She thought about Hannelore stripping naked for her, smirking as she stepped closer and teasingly brushing her hair, and her breath became shallower and more ragged. They could step into the shower together, steamy air and soap suds swirling together as they explored each other’s curves…
“Mar?”
She had barely heard this through her daze, and as she turned to face Hannelore, her desire got the better of her. She turned her desk chair and started to lean forward towards her, with mouth open…
“Agh!”
Hannelore had stood up in fright, instinctively kicking Marigold’s chair away from her to make some space – unfortunately for the both of them, this threw Marigold even further off balance, and she fell off the chair completely, landing on the floor with a loud thud.
“Fuck… owwwwww, god…” Groaning, she rolled over onto her side, pushing her glasses back on.
“Oh my god! Are you okay? I’m so sorry, I didn’t…”
“’s not your fault…” Marigold mumbled a response as she kept rolling, rubbing at her chest to ease the pain. “I landed on my tit, fuck…”
“Do you need anything? Some ice, or…”
“No, no, I’ll be fine.” Lying on her back, she covered her face and groaned loudly, cursing herself. “I deserve this, I’m such an idiot.”
“You’re not, you don’t ‘deserve’ anything like this.” Hannelore pushed the chair away and knelt down on the ground, sitting down on one knee close to Marigold. “What happened?”
“I…” She paused for a moment, realising the sex noises from the video were still playing on her desk. “God, can you pause that?”
“Sure, sorry, sorry.” Hannelore stood up and hit the spacebar, stopping the video for now. By the time she’d moved back down, Marigold had sat back up, pulling her legs in close and hiding her face away. “Mar? What’s up?”
“I- It’s really stupid, I’m sorry. It’s nothing.”
“Marigold, you’re my friend. I want to make sure you’re okay.”
“Alright…” She wiped her face, sniffing a bit. “It’s just, I was looking at you during the video, and you were really into it… and, like, I was seeing how horny you were, and…”
“And?” Hannelore shuffled a few inches backwards, frowning.
“...and I wished that you could have been feeling that way for me.” She grimaced and looked down at the floor. “I told you it was stupid.”
“Oh… M- Marigold, I-”
“It’s fine! I know you’re not into me, or even anyone. I shouldn’t have tried to make a move.”
“I didn’t know that was a thing for you! You said you weren’t into girls.”
“...I lied.”
“Huh?”
She groaned again. “I was already being bullied enough at school for being this weird gross freak. Can you imagine what they would have said if they thought I was a lesbian?”
“I don’t think you’re a freak…” Hannelore spoke quietly, too nervous to make eye contact.
“I know, and thank you, but like…” She sighed. “It’s really hard to get back to being normal when that’s what it’s like for you as a teen. It’s why I’m so bad at social stuff, why I hide out in here all the time.”
The two sat on the floor in silence for a moment, both too uncertain to push the conversation forward.
“Maybe if I was hot this wouldn’t be happening.”
“Marigold, no.”
“I’m serious. I’m gross, and my face is really bad, and…”
“You’re beautiful! Stop saying that.”
“...fat and ugly and I can’t take care of my hair or anything. Who’d be into that?”
When she looked up, Hannelore was staring at the ground, blushing and quietly mumbling something.
“What? What did you say?”
“...I think you’re really attractive. To me.”
“Huh?” Marigold stopped in her tracks, briefly too stunned to speak.
“I mean… I think your body looks really nice. You have some very cute features, and- and you look really soft, and…” Her voice got quieter and quieter as she kept talking. “I wish I could cuddle with you, and hold you, and…”
“Hannelore-”
“I-” She winced, balling her hands up into fists and holding them to her forehead for a moment. “I’m not… good at being horny for people. And I feel really bad about liking people I know, because I don’t know what to do about it.”
The room fell quiet again, and stayed that way for a good twenty seconds, both of the women too shy to look at each other. Marigold was the first to break the trance.
“Are… are you still horny?”
She didn’t move her face, but she reddened slightly. “A little.”
“Maybe, um…” Marigold took a deep breath and exhaled. “Maybe I could let you see me? Y’know… something sexy?”
Hannelore looked up to make eye contact, and Marigold offered an awkward smile in response.
“Are you sure you’d want that?”
“Yeah, um… it would be nice to let someone see me when they… they want me?”
A few moments later, a small smile came back to Hannelore’s face.
“Yeah… okay, we can try it.”
Marigold stood up and climbed over onto her bed, sitting on her knees and bouncing a little to get into a comfortable position. Looking at Hannelore and smiling, she took a deep breath before reaching down and grabbing the bottom of her shirt. Slowly, steadily, she lifted it back up over her body, pushing her glasses up and off as she pulled her head out of the opening. She threw the shirt to the corner of her bed, placed her glasses on the desk, and looked back across at the now-standing Hannelore, who was quietly watching.
“You, um… you’re really hot, Marigold.”
She laughed awkwardly and scratched at the back of her head. “Thank you… this is a new feeling for me too.”
“Could you… take your bra off too?”
Marigold glanced down at her chest and blushed at how sweaty her well-worn sports bra had gotten, dark patches all around the lower band. “Okay, sure…” Twisting her body around, she sighed in relief as she pulled it up off her breasts, enjoying the air and breathing space on her large body. Throwing the bra next to her t-shirt, she looked up to find Hannelore had stepped closer, about two feet from the edge of the bed and looking closer at her body. She saw that same arousal in her again, her eyes widening and her breath shallowing.
“You look… you look so great. Woah.”
“Really?” She smiled at her, a genuine smile full of excitement.
“Yeah…” Hannelore cast her eyes over Marigold’s pale skin, from her shoulderblades down to the folds of skin on her stomach, and her heart raced with excitement. She was amazed at just how beautiful she was. “I just… I wish I could see this more. If I could experience it closer.”
Marigold frowned, wishing she could find a way to make it a reality for her. As she looked around the room, she saw her camera sitting on a shelf opposite her, and she almost snapped her fingers with excitement.
“Hey, behind you – get that camera.”
“Huh?” Hannelore tilted her head, nodding when she saw it.
“I was trying to get some, um… sexy photos for the Internet the other day. I was jealous of some of the girls in my guild, and the attention they got… but now…”
“Yeah?”
“If you took some pictures of me, stuff that you like. Then you can take those pictures, and, um… y’know…” She felt dirty bringing it up to Hannelore, but she hoped it was still clear. Fortunately, the message had landed.
“Yeah, that sounds great!” Hannelore smiled at the realisation, excitedly reaching for the camera to grab it and turn it on. “Do you wanna, um…”
“Should I pick a good pose?
“Uh… I was thinking you could take your sweatpants off?”
“Oh! Okay, that’s a good call.” She lay down onto her back and lifted her legs up as she shuffled her way out of the sweats, pulling them off her large thighs and down around her knees. Sitting back up, she took them off her ankles, then looked up at Hannelore. “Have you gotten the camera sorted yet?”
“I think so… oh!” She blushed a bit, then turned to show the screen to Marigold. “Went too early, it’s just a blur.”
“Don’t worry about it, we can get a bunch more. Here, try and get me.”
Biting her lips in concentration, Hannelore lifted the camera up to her face, squinting as the screen as it focused on Marigold’s face. She hadn’t posed for this one, and was just sitting up on the bed, but Hannelore smiled all the same as the camera locked in and took the photo.
“Okay, that was pretty good… I think.” She chuckled quietly. “I don’t take many photos.”
“Hey, it’ll be fine.” Marigold pushed the blanket out of the way, so she had more empty bed space to play with. “Any poses you think I should try?”
“I don’t really know… you’re the boss.”
Marigold smiled, and moved around to position herself in some fun positions for photos – casually sitting down on her knees, lying on her front for a teasy photo of her back, legs spread wide while she rested in the corner. As she spent more time rolling around and posing, and Hannelore got more excited and complimentary, she found herself getting lost in play as she shifted into a doggystyle pose.
“Um…”
“What?”
“Your, uh…” Hannelore was blushing hard, covering her mouth with some fingers. “The face you were making…”
“OH! Oh my god, nooooooo…” She groaned, standing up off the bed and covering her face in embarrassment as she took a few steps. “I’m such an idiot, I’m sorry.”
“It was kind of funny. Is it, um…”
“Yes it’s a hentai thing. God…” Marigold cupped her hands over her mouth, breathing deeply. “I was doing it as a joke, I forgot that you wouldn’t really know it…”
“Marigold, it’s fine.” She smiled at her, holding the camera up to her face again. “But you should just be natural! You’re cutest that way.”
“Really?” She brushed her hair out of her face, grimacing.
“Yeah, I like it. And I think a lot of other people would… oh! You should put your glasses back on!”
Nodding, she crawled back over the bed to her desk, grabbing her glasses and sliding them on. “Like this?”
“Yeah!” Hannelore beamed at her and took a quick snapshot. “I love the way they frame your face… you’re so cute.”
Smiling again, Marigold posed for a few more photos, rolling around as Hannelore snapped picture after picture. Looking at the clock on her desk, she realised it was getting late, and realised that she had to take the plunge if she wanted to get anything for herself out of this.
“Hey, Hannelore?”
“Yeah?”
“I was hoping, um… that I could get to see you a bit. Y’know…” She gestured towards her own bare breasts, then waved her hands back and forth as Hannelore started to frown. “Nono, I don’t have to, and I wasn’t going to get photos of you or anything… I just wanted to see your body.”
She stepped back in shock for a moment, taking a sharp inhale of breath, and Marigold worried that she’d gone too far again. Then she smiled and placed the camera back on the shelf.
“It’s okay… you can see me.”
Then she pulled her t-shirt off, bundling it up into a ball and holding it at waist height while she shuffled it back and forth for Marigold. Her breasts were much smaller, but they hung nicely on her body, and her bright pink nipples looked very appealing.
“Woah…”
“Hm?”
“You’re so fucking hot.”
Tucking her hands behind her back, Hannelore grinned and made eyes at her. “You really think so?”
“Yeah, oh my god. You look amazing.”
“You’re sweet... thank you.” Turning around, she went back to the shelf to grab the camera. “You want to take a look at the pictures?”
“Yeah!” Marigold shuffled forward to the edge of the bed, picking up the camera when Hannelore placed it next to her and flicking through the card’s stored photos. “Woah, I look great.”
“I told you that you would!” Hannelore’s voice was muffled by her t-shirt as she pulled it back on over her head. “You’re okay with these?”
“Yeah, I think we did a good job.” Turning the camera off, she flicked a switch to open up the ports and pull the SD card out of the camera. “You want to take this?”
As Hannelore reached out for the card, their fingers brushed together and Marigold winced, closing her eyes. You idiot, you should have just given her the camera and she could get the SD card out herself, she probably-
“Mar?”
Stifling a grimace, she looked up to find Hannelore looking right at her. She hadn’t moved her hand away – she was still pinching the SD card between her fingertips, lightly touching Marigold’s thumbnail, and giving her a very kind smile between her flushed cheeks.
“It’s okay, I’m fine. Thank you for worrying…”
Marigold nodded, letting go of the card and crawling backwards along her bed. “Yeah, of course. You’ve just… been really sweet, and nice, and I want to make sure you’re okay.”
“Aww…” Hannelore kept smiling at her, then looked up at the clock. “Oh jeez, it’s late… I should probably get back to my apartment. I’m really happy you invited me over, I had a great time tonight.”
“Me too… see you again soon?”
“Mmhm! Thank you for the SD card.” She held it up as she stepped towards the door. “Maybe when I give it back, there might be some… pictures of me.”
Marigold looked up from pulling her shirt back on, breathing deeply as she thought about these hypothetical photos. Looking back up at Hannelore, she blushed and smiled.
“I’d like that a lot.”