Soi Fon smiled sharply at Isane, her much taller and happier friend. She was ignoring the buzzing in her pocket from her phone, texts from a surely impatient woman awaiting her arrival across from the school gates. She tapped her fingers against the jeans of her pocket. Her blushing gets more prominent as she thinks about what the texts her, knowing the purple haired goddess is often fond of teasing Soi Fon. Especially during college hours.
"Soi? Hello?"
She stutters out an apology and links their arms as they leave the classroom, the final lesson of the day done and she's eager to leave. The usual boisterous band of boys are running through the halls, throwing a rugby ball between them laughing. Soi Fon rolls her eyes, she can't see the point in showing off, not even for the girls at this school, most are mind-numbingly stupid but pretty she guesses. Anyone with half a brain would find them semi-attractive.
Even herself to some extent.
"Have you heard from Rangiku? She wanted us to meet her over at her house, we're a movie night or something. Want to come?" Isane urges, she knows the shorter girl hardly gets out any more, she's been getting quite distant and her friends miss her. Soi Fon shrugs and jogs down the stone steps ahead of her, she sees a familiar black car across the street and smiles, thoughts of meeting her friends pushed to the side.
"No, not this time Isane, maybe soon, yeah?" Soi Fon speed walks away, one location in mind and leaves a bewildered friend watch her go and climb into a mysterious car.
"Sure Soi Fon," Isana mumbles into the air, not even certain her cold friend heard her speak at all.
Meanwhile, Soi Fon is buckling in her seatbelt, suddenly her mood has picked up and she drops her bag between her feet on the floor and turns on the radio. "How was your day little bee?" Asks the smartly dressed woman from the driver's seat with glasses perched on her nose as she carefully pulls away from the curb and towards the opposite direction from the school.
Soi Fon nods, "It was okay, just boring."
The woman laughs and slaps her hand away from the stereo when she goes to change the song. "I like that, leave it on."
"It's so ooooold," Soi whines and pouts from her seat.
"Yeah well, that's just something you'll have to get used to. Besides the music you kids like nowadays is awful, all the rap and do you even understand what they're saying?"
"Of course we do Yoruichi. Why else would we listen to it and not this granny crap?"
"Excuse you." She rolls her eyes as she comes to a red light. "It is not just any granny crap, it Queen. Damn."
"Whatever you say, grandma." Soi gets a spank on the thigh from delicately painted fingernails and a gorgeous tanned hand.
"Tch."
With the only sound being the music on the radio Soi takes to watching out the car window, seeing the city pass by as they head to the posher side of the area, the grass gets greener, the buildings cleaner and the cars more expensive. She marvels how much different it is from the street she lives on. The house all have two or more floors, large open gardens, and she smiles as she sees they're heading towards the end of the road, where Yoruichi lives.
They pull up and she hops out immediately running towards the door like an excited puppy and waiting. Forgetting her bag which Yoruichi picks it up with a grunt and looks at the door, following the little bee and opening the door for her.
"You still have some clothes upstairs from the other night, so go change and I'll start a snack." Soi Fon grimaces at the thought of Yoruichi cooking, it's not that she isn't uhm talented, it's more that they haven't different tastes when it comes to food. Yoruichi being a woman that loves things overdone, and Soi Fon loving things cooked properly.
"Fine fine. But maybe I'll cook for a change, ya know kick your feet up or something." Yoruichi smirks and stalks up behind her, placing her hands on her hips and tracing her fingers over her pale hips, lifting up her shirt a little bit.
"You don't like my cooking?" She asks. Mocking offence, tightening her grip.
"It's n-not that! I swear." Yoruichi nibbles at her neck and feels the girl go to putty in her hands.
"Mhmm." She hums. Completely losing her train of thought.
"A-Anyway, I should get changed!" Soi Fon wiggles out of her arms and runs towards the stairs case, going upstairs to Yoruichi's room and putting on comfier clothes. By the time she's better-presented Yoruichi is cooking pasta, no idea what for but it doesn't smell bad which is sort of a good sign. She goes to the tv and puts on Netflix while she waits and after a few minutes gets up to see how Yoruichi is doing in the kitchen. She finds her leaning over a counter scrolling through her phone.
"Oh, you're such a master chef." She snorts and stirs the pasta, it was starting to stick.
"Oh psht. What do you know about cooking anyway."
"Clearly more than you."
She receives a weak glare but naturally decides to take over the cooking, the older woman clearly still in her work clothes since early this morning and a tired look to her face really needs a break.
"How about I cook and you go pick a film. You know more about them than I do anyway." Soi Fon remarks while preparing other things for her dish, ingredients she didn't even know Yoruichi was capable of having. The older woman scoffs and leaves with her phone, calling out a "Sure thing short stack." On her way out, knowing the name irks her.
Soi Fon rolls her eyes. She's average for an eighteen-year-old. That's at least what her friends tell her. With a slight grumpy attitude, she finishes cooking for them and sets it aside for later, neither of them hungry but at least with it one they can have it soon. She joins Yoruichi on the sofa, curling onto her side and laying her head on her stomach. She's still in her work clothes and Soi fiddles with the buttons on her shirt, pulling some loose.
"What are you doing bee?" Yoruichi asks causing the younger girl to blush.
"N-Nothing. Just playing."
"Hmm." She smiles and kisses the top of her head with difficulty.
Yoruichi has been at work since seven o'clock this morning, and very much welcome the smaller person into her side. She's always much warmer, and despite her usually colder exterior the little bee seems to drop it all together around her and turns into a blushing mess. She loves that she can do that. Having her whimper and shudder from barely any touches.
Yoruichi strokes her fingers down her arm to prove a little point to herself and giggles a little at the goosebumps that appear on Soi's skin.
"Other than being bored at college, what else happened?"
"Uhm." Soi mumbles. "I got invited out I guess, my friends miss me or something I think. But I see them all the time at school so I don't see why."
"Because they're your friends, duh."
"But still."
"Maybe you should go next time, you can't hang out with the granny all the time." Soi laughs and swats her stomach lightly, enjoy the light chuckle in her voice as she cuddles her closer. The movie has now been chosen and playing in full swing.
"I was joking." She closes her eyes and relaxes. "But I guess next time I'll think about going. Could be fun." She murmurs.
"You know it will be."
It's a few hours later, and they've both finished eating, Soi Fon is grumbling about doing homework, and Yoruichi is on her phone. She has another early day at work tomorrow and a client isn't making it easy for her.
Soi Fon sits at the edge of the sofa with a little pout on her face, it's just gone midnight and the younger out of the two is requiring attention., homework is forgotten and she squeezes her thighs together. Soi Fon squirms in her seat, the slight fidgeting catches Yoruichi's attention who smirks. Although still on the phone she pulls her little bee closer, so her stomach is pressed against Soi Fons back. Her legs are shaking lightly and she slowly traces a finger up and down her inner thigh, getting little whines. She peppers kisses down her neck, the loud client on the phone totally oblivious.
The call ends rather abruptly when the client hangs up. It's too late for him to be arguing on the phone with a woman who doesn't understand his point of view.
Soi Fon sighs when her neck is bitten into, Ypruichis hands slowly snaking around her waist to pull her even closer.
"How about we go upstairs little bee, hm? It is awfully late." Yoruichi teases.
Soi Fon nods dumbly, too focused on the attention that her sensitive nipples are getting over her thin shirt.
This was an idea I had a while ago, and I've decided to revamp and upload it. Let me know what you think!
Yes, there will be sexual situations, and if they make you uncomfortable feel free to skip straight past them!
I hope you're all having a wonderful day 3