Since Classic turned out so well and most readers enjoyed the love triangle between Ritsu, Mugi and Mio, I've often imagined what it would be like if all three of them were in a relationship together. So yes, this does involve a hint of polygamy and very mature content. I've yet to post a second chapter before its completion.
- Disclaimer: K ON characters do not belong to me.
- Notice: Mugi and Ritsu are currently lovers. Independent from previous stories.
- Warning: Contains mature and sexual themes.
"I don't think we should be doing this." Ritsu spoke in between breaths as light poured through the window. Her breathing was no better than Mugi's as her mind struggled to keep up with the pace of their kiss.
It wasn't like her to be so modest with relationships, but then again, this was no ordinary partnership. "What if-What if Mio catches us?" Ritsu pulled away just in time to finish her sentence. Had it gone any further, she might not have stopped.
The two girls sat on the couch beside each other, both ever so silent to give their actions some thought. It was early in the afternoon, when the sun's radiant light burned brightly, illuminating the pristine white walls of their apartment complex.
"Yes, that would be quite unfortunate." Mugi retreated back in her seat, slightly ashamed for being so forward with Ritsu. Neither of them had class today, which was a stroke of luck seeing as to how they rarely had any together.
"Yeah..." Ritsu's eyes bore straight at the door, unyielding as her cheeks were flushed red.
"But even if she does see us..." Mugi found her hand reaching out for the spirited brunette. "It's not like she would do anything." It was about enough for Ritsu to look in her direction. "I mean, she agreed to it. She gave me her word."
"But-" Ritsu's eyes widened with surprise upon being silenced by Mugi's lightest touch to her lips.
"You're mine just as much as you are to her." It was a sad reminder, but she was right all the while. The girls arrived at a mutual agreement in which both Mio and Mugi would share an exclusive relationship with Ritsu.
How this happened was beyond the charismatic drummer. It was true that she treasured both girls very dearly, but she'd never expected them to love her the ways lovers did. She sat quietly in place, unable to counter Mugi's words.
The blonde pianist planted a kiss on her cheek, snapping Ritsu out of her reverie. She questioned herself as to how she'd accepted such ridiculous terms. Mio and Mugi were important figures in her life and she loved them both equally in their own respects.
"Ricchan" The pianists lips grazed her lover's ears lightly, and Ritsu shuddered in her seat for the duration of those very words.
Temptation was at arms reach and it took all of Ritsu's willpower to stop herself from doing anything rash. To her surprise, it was Mugi who advanced, careful and cautious with every small ministration starting with the faintest trail from her fingers. She leaned closer to the brunette, the tip of her nose brushing playfully against Ritsu's.
And yet, even all her willpower did not suffice. Kissing Mugi was one of the sweetest sin Ritsu could ever commit. Her breathing quickened while her hands stretched out into the pianist's lush, blonde curls.
Mugi bobbed her head to match Ritsu's pace and with every second passing by, she felt herself sinking deeper into the depths of her desire. She stifled a gasp followed by a much needed moan when Ritsu's tongue slipped into her mouth. Time seemed to slip through her fingers and before she knew it, they parted, leaving a thin line of saliva between their lips.
While trying to catch their breaths, Ritsu set her head back, uneasy as she wondered on several unfavorable scenarios. She closed her eyes, her eyebrows knitting with concern and worry. This was wrong on so many levels.
Mugi adjusted herself to a more comfortable position, stradling herself onto Ritsu. This wasn't her first time assuming such a bold stance, but it did feel as though it was when the brunette swallowed hard. "You don't have to worry." Her hands cupped both sides of the drummer's cheeks. "Mio's in class right now."
Ritsu knew as much, but the thought still left a sour note in her mind. "Mugi-" the blonde heiress immediately drew herself close, her breath lingering against Ritsu's.
Things progressed quickly when Mugi initiated a kiss, passionate and unbridled as she pushed Ritsu back against the couch. She sensed very little resistance and assumed that it was a good sign, since soon, the brunette's lips eagerly returned the favor.
Aside from the pang of guilt in her chest, Mugi felt an unusual thrill coursing through her veins. She'd never really kissed Ritsu out in the open, so participating in something so daring was a new, exhilarating sensation.
Hands slid over to Mugi's waist, settling on the thin fabric that bordered her body. Ritsu leaned forward, pressing herself against the pianist's. Her fingers curled to Mugi's side, grasping desperately to mould their bodies together as best as she could.
"Richan," Mugi breathed out. "I love you." She dipped her head down to plant kisses onto Ritsu's neck, each one as tender as the next.
Unknowingly, the brunette's hands roamed about, gliding against Mugi's legs, slowing down as they reached the apex of her thighs. She didn't know what she was doing until the blonde heiress released a surprised yelp. Ritsu prepared to draw back her hands, but Mugi held them in place, underneath her silken dress.
They had never gotten as far as kissing and a few fleeting touches, so venturing into uncharted territory was a little frightening for the two of them. Nonetheless, Mugi held Ritsu's hands with a firm grasp, lowering them to her center as slowly as possible. She didn't know if what she was doing was right, but a part of her wanted to express what she'd been feeling the entire time.
As Ritsu's hand advanced towards Mugi's core, her heart rate sped up, amazed by what greeted her nimble fingers. Her eyes widened at the blonde heiress, her cheeks equally pink as her partner. Mugi was blisfully wet and Ritsu blinked in amazement. How long had she been like this?
Mugi moved forward, motioning herself into the brunette's hand. She'd only read about doing these sorts of things in books, but it felt much better than she previously imagined.
Experimentally, Ritsu gently probed Mugi's underwear, slipping her fingers against the thinly lined fabric.
She could feel the heat seeping between her partner's legs, trembling at her touch. Ritsu relaxed her head onto Mugi's shoulder and craned upwards to set her lips against the pianist's neck. She pressed her fingers firmly against Mugi's core and released a shaky breath. "You feel really good."
Mugi tightened her grip around Ritsu's neck while a small whimper escaped her lips. As the brunette busily tended to pleasing her body using her fingers and lips, Mugi arched back, her whimpers shifting to a series of moans. "Richan-"
Ritsu pressed her fingers forward, rubbing them back and forth as Mugi's core grew warmer to the touch. "You're really wet." Ritsu smirked with content.
"I only get this way, when I'm with you." Mugi whispered softly into the brunette's ear. Her thoughts were dissolving quicker than sugar in boiling water.
Ritsu stroked her in a rhythmic beat, speeding up only when necessary. Her fingers worked well to pleasure Mugi and she felt as though the fabric would melt at any given second, judging as to how heated the blonde heiress was reacting. She slipped her fingers upwards, moving in slow circles.
"Nnn~" Mugi slumped forward, her lips brushing against Ritsu's cheek. Her heart was beating faster than it ever did before, so fast she could feel it thundering through her ears.
Ritsu slowed down and took the opportunity to cup Mugi's sex with her hand. She could feel a faint pulse as Mugi trembled slightly, disappointed when she released her hold abruptly.
"Don't stop, please." Mugi whispered softly. It was excruciatingly painful for her to enjoy such pleasure only to have it snatched away so easily.
Ritsu grinned wryly, she didn't intend on stopping now. In fact, she slowed down to see how the pianist would react. Ritsu wanted to know how badly Mugi wanted her and the result was worthwhile. Her hands circled around the back of Mugi's dress, tugging gently at the small ribbon that kept her clothing fastened. If she was going to take her, then she'd have to do it the right way.
Mugi did her best to catch her breath, but refraining from pleading for more contact was difficult.
As Ritsu unfastened the ribbon and buttons, she parted the top of Mugi's dress, bringing it down to her waistline. As expected, her skin was soft to touch and umarred for the time being. She ran a finger slowly, between the blonde heiress's chest, stopping midway to gaze at the marvelous sight that greeted her.
Mugi took Ritsu's hand without hesitation as she guided it directly onto her chest, right where her heart was. It was still beating irregularly, speeding up with every breath she took.
"Mine's beating the same way too." Ritsu admitted with a sheepish smile. She took Mugi's hand, mimicking her gesture. They looked into each others eyes before leaning in for a kiss, their hands slipping downwards, desperate for contact. The brunette dropped her hands, her fingers crawling past Mugi's bra to grope at her chest generously.
"Oh-" Mugi arched back as Ritsu grazed her chest with the pad of her thumbs, rubbing slowly within the confined space of her bra. She closed her eyes and bit back a moan when Ritsu pressed onwards, gliding back to unhook her brassiere.
"Guess I can't work with this on after all." Ritsu mused as she traced the coral straps, watching them fall past Mugi's shoulders.
The pianist crossed her arms protectively, suddenly self-conscious in her current position. She'd never revealed this much of herself to anyone, not even Ritsu.
Even if Mugi didn't say a word, Ritsu could sense the discomfort through her sapphire eyes. "Am I moving too fast? Maybe we should stop. I mean, we don't have to do this if you're not ready."
Mugi pursed her lips, she was ready more than anything - ready to give her all to Ritsu, but the courage it would take was more than she previously calculated. Revealing her all would leave her vulnerable.
"We should stop." Ritsu concluded sadly, even she couldn't mask her disappointment with a grin.
"No, let's- let's continue." Mugi held her breath and allowed the coral pink straps to fall completely, exposing her breasts to Ritsu.
The brunette felt her heart flutter, revived by Mugi's resolve. "A-Are you-"
"Yes," the pianist leaned forward and cornered Ritsu, her hands resting by the brunette's shoulders. They were now breathing the same air, their eyes wild with excitement and nervousness simultaneously.
Ritsu's hands settled at Mugi's rear, bringing her upwards as if to marvel at her flawless physique. She extended her tongue, connecting with a rosied nipple and gave it a quick lick, earning a small whimper in response.
Now kneeling between Ritsu, Mugi's hands searched blindly for her head as lips kissed her breasts eagerly, starting out as small pecks, and soon evolving into light sucks. She trembled with every motion, nearly crumbling when Ritsu mouthed her breast fully. The heat between her legs radiated with much want, sending Mugi into a feverish haze. She dipped her right hand past the waistband of her panties to check how much she'd been aroused, and the result was more than she expected. With her free hand, she latched onto a fistful of Ritsu's hair, unrelenting as she began to stroke herself below.
It was impossible for the two of them to stay quiet, at least not with the way things were progressing. As Ritsu continued pleasing her partner, the sounds of Mugi touching herself became more audible with every stroke. She found herself looking down more often, amazed at how fast Mugi's hand was working to achieve release. She felt a strong urge to take over and touch Mugi, imagining what her response would be and how wet she was, but instead, Ritsu concentrated solely on the girl's figure.
As Mugi stroked faster, delving deeper within the confines of her crimson walls, her moans crecsendoed, signaling her impending approach. Ritsu kissed at her abdomen, further pleasing Mugi's skin. She was so close she could feel her contractions growing more frequent.
"Come for me, Mugi." Ritsu pressed her forehead against Mugi's taut stomach.
"Ri...chan" Mugi worked faster, her two fingers slipping in and out audibly. "Kyaahn!" The muscles in her abdomen tightened, holding her fingers securely before she pulled them away and fell loosely onto Ritsu. About a small amount of fluid leaked out, spreading against her underwear as she closed her eyes and gripped onto the brunette. Her body convulsed involuntarily, tantalized by the raw pleasure she was currently experiencing.
Ritsu's lips curled into an amused grin, her eyes narrowly focused on the slope of Mugi's neck beyond her blonde curls. She heard every whimper and moan clearly before they changed into a series of pants. Watching Mugi's lewd performance was undeniably reviting that she'd hope to see more of it if she could. Ritsu looked past her exhausted lover, right at the clock. She still had time before Mio would appear.
Slowly, as Mugi was still recovering from her high, Ritsu held onto the pianist, guiding her down onto the couch. She looked into Mugi's glazed eyes, which still held the blue and vibrant color that Ritsu often drowned in. "I want more of you." Ritsu whispered softly. She bent down relieve Mugi with a kiss, who eagerly snaked her had around the brunette's short locks.
"In fact, I want all of you, Tsumugi Kotobuki."
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