I tried to throttle this plot bunny for DAYS before finally giving in and writing it. Enjoy?


"Suck my stick." Estelle's gasp was smothered behind Rita's hand and the shorter girl looked up at her, her free hand coming to her own lips in the universal 'shhh' sign. Estelle pulled at Rita's arm, they really shouldn't be here. Rita didn't seem to care, plastering herself to the door to hear better. "Yeah, I know it's not the best flavor, deal with it. And you can stop with that face any time."

Estelle's voice was too quiet to even qualify as a whisper, "Rita..."

The short brunette flapped a hand at her that said clear as day that if she didn't want to be here she was free to leave. The pink haired girl huffed, but didn't leave. They shouldn't even be here; it was sheer happenstance that they'd walked by at just that moment. She couldn't just let Rita listen to this... alone. She held on to the shorter girl's arm as they leaned against the door.

"Ready to learn, Flynn?" the smirk on Yuri's face was too easy to imagine, "Blow me-"

"Yuri!"

"What? You're the one that wanted me to teach you. You're the one so ashamed you dragged me into the closet with you. So you get to put up with me for however long it takes you to master this."

Flynn groaned.

Yuri's voice cut him off, "No complaining: back to work."

"Yes, master." The two girls looked at each other, Estelle's face one of horror at interrupting such an intimate moment, Rita's one of surprise and speculation. So that's how they liked to play it... "Okay, now what?"

"Now put your tongue to use. Flatten it."

There were several moments of quiet until they could make out Flynn's voice again, "Don't cover your mouth."

Yuri's voice was strained when he spoke, "Flynn, if I don't stifle myself, everyone will come running to find out what the-the commotion's about." Apparently Flynn was a pretty good student if he could drive Yuri insane so quickly... or maybe the dark haired male had little self-control in the bedroom? "Your expression is not helping things at all."

The two girls shared another look as they both tried to imagine what kind of face Flynn might be making; the last of Estelle's pale cheeks going cherry-hued as even Rita blushed.

"You say that like you're not enjoying this."

"On the contrary: I think I'm enjoying this entirely too much."

"Next instruction, please."

"Press it against your teeth, tease it with your tongue and try to- well, go inside, I suppose?"

Estelle looked at Rita, slightly more curious than mortified, "Does it really work like that?"

The brunette gave her an incredulous look, "Like I'm the expert on giving a blow job?"

"It's not like I've ever tried to explain this before!" Yuri almost-shouted.

They turned their attention back to what was happening behind the door, quiet stretching on, broken by a warning of 'Watch the teeth.' before a bit more silence and then-

"What part of 'tease' did you fail to get? Too rough isn't gonna get you anywhere. It's embarrassing; suck it up. If you aren't going to listen, I'm leaving."

The girls shared a look of panic and looked around for a place to hide when Flynn spoke up again.

"I'm listening, I'm listening! Don't leave now. Let me try again."

"Yeah, sure."

Estelle and Rita both breathed sighs of relief, and the pink haired girl once again tugged at the shorter's arm, whispering as quiet as possible, "Maybe we should go now."

"No way. How much have we learned already?"

"We shouldn't be listening in on something so private, Rita."

"If they didn't want an audience, they should be in a bedroom somewhere instead of a closet that just anyone could walk by. Look at it this way: better you and me than Raven."

Estelle still didn't look convinced, but she pressed her lips together and nodded stiffly. They were dragged out of their argument by sounds behind the door again.

"Okay, that was just disgusting. Don't spit." Yuri's grimace was almost visible through the door.

"It's not like I tried to, it was just surprising."

"So try again."

"My jaw hurts. Maybe we should call it quits for now."

Estelle frowned in thought, "So doing- that makes your jaw sore?"

Rita shrugged, "Well, I'd imagine so; I mean you have your mouth open for- what, ten to thirty minutes? ...Maybe? That can't be too comfortable."

The pink haired girl looked up contemplatively, "I wonder where Yuri learned..."

Rita made a face, "I don't want to know."

Yuri's voice was all frustration, "You're not listening to me at all, are you?"

Rita straightened up and squared her shoulders, "That's it, I'm putting an end to this."

Estelle tried to stop her, "Rita-"

She slammed the door open, only to come face-to-face with Yuri shoving his tongue half-way down Flynn's throat. Their jaws dropped and they both stood there frozen as Flynn pushed Yuri back a bit, the dark haired male not seeming to care as he scowled, "Now, for the last time, blow me-" he halted as he looked over to see the door open and the two of them still standing in the doorway.

Estelle's whole face flamed as hot as Rita's beloved fireball spell and the brunette was utterly silent. Seeing that Rita wasn't going to say a thing to get them out of the trouble she'd dragged them into, Estelle turned on her, her grip on Rita's arm tightening as she shook the smaller girl in panic, "I told you, Rita! I said we shouldn't have!" when Rita didn't snap out of it, the reality of the situation had Estelle turning to Yuri and Flynn and bowing in supplication, never more embarrassed or ashamed in her life, "We're so sorry for interrupting!" She pulled Rita away and slammed the door shut behind them as they fled the scene, leaving two frustrated and confused males behind.