Disclaimer: I do not own Atlus, but I own a copy of Persona 4! Unfortunately, the data became corrupted, so I'm not going to play the game anymore.
My youtube account was permanently disabled!! Not only did I lose all my videos, but all 400+ videos with music that I liked and have faved, as well! I actually loled when I found out, and now I'm a little pissed, but mainly I've become emotionally indifferent towards it.
Enjoy a disturbingly short Naoto X Yukiko fic, then, based after a picture on Deviant Art by 'Raffi-kins'...
Staring over Naoto's shoulder, Yukiko watched in awe as the bluenette unsheathed what resembled a small, thin brown stick from her pocket, and promptly stuck one end in between her lips.
"...I didn't know you liked pocky..." Yukiko remarked.
Naoto shrugged. "It's alright, I suppose. Kanji-kun bought me some yesterday, and it wasn't half bad. Do you want to try it, Amagi-san?"
Yukiko smiled. "I can have a taste? Really? You don't mind?"
"Sure...I don't see a problem with it..."
Smirking, Yukiko leaned over, and gently bit down on the other end of Naoto's pocky stick. Naoto's eyes widened, and her face flushed bright crimson. From this position, she could see the raven-haired girl's tongue running along the edge of the pocky stick, and that only made her cheeks become even redder. Yukiko brushed back her hair to keep it from flowing over her shoulders.
Snapping off a tiny chunk of the pocky stick with her teeth, Yukiko continued to smirk cockily like the seductress she secretly was. "Mmm...it DOES tastes good..."
Naoto turned her face away, feeling terribly embarrassed. "That, uh...wasn't really what I meant when I said you could have a taste. I wonder if that counts as some sort of indirect kiss between us...? I really hope it was..." Naoto mumbled.
"It only is if you eat the whole pocky stick..." Yukiko told her, and Naoto gasped.
'She's right!!'
Naoto quickly finished off the rest of the pocky stick, which was now dripping with Yukiko's saliva.
'...Hmm...her saliva tastes good...' Naoto thought with a slight nod of approval.
Sitting down next to Naoto now, Yukiko leaned so closely that their noses almost touched, and whispered, "How about...we try that again...but without the pocky this time?"
Naoto didn't need to be asked twice.