"Ah, it's good to be home!" Kyouko carelessly tossed her bag of bricks— ahem, books on the floor near the front door and flopped onto the carpet adjacent to the television.
"You have your own home, you know."
"You mean that place where I keep my manga? But Yui-nyan's place is much more fun..."
Yui considered "stop calling me that" as a rebuttal, but since her decision to share the big secret, she was too distracted to berate her air-headed friend.
"We're both sweating. Do you want to use the bath first?"
Kyouko would have been content going straight to the games and food, but her ever-logical Yui had a point. She was in need of a shower. Another day at this temperature and the mercury would be ready to burst out of the thermometer.
"Eh, that's no fun."
"Just get it over with then."
"Fiiiine..." Kyouko groaned, more for the fun of groaning and annoying Yui than anything. She actually looked forward to a quick, relaxing shower and soak to soothe her muscles. "Being forced to lug around this much schoolwork on a weekend should be illegal."
"You know, you wouldn't be worn out from carrying so many books if you had actually done your homework during the wee—"
"You're reading my mind!" interrupted a flabbergasted Kyouko, mouth agape and pointer finger extended. Receiving an unamused expression from Yui, she relaxed her pose and continued, "Besides, you're the one who made me bring it all anyway."
"If I hadn't you would have forgotten all of it and gotten nothing done." Yui deadpanned.
"I could have just done it in class on Monday." "Not a whole week's worth." The yellow-headed girl followed herself up, mentally impersonating her friend.
"Not a whole week's worth," came the predicted denial. Yui wasn't the only mind-reader today. Kyouko grinned and gave a quick "fine" to conclude the conversation while digging for a change of clothes out of her backpack.
For the quiet half hour or more succeeding Kyouko's entrance to the bathroom, Yui was lost in thought. Perhaps the heat had gotten to her. She had begun by mentally reciting choreographed conversations in preparation for the revelation, and plotting how to possibly bring it up in the first place. Not to mention, would Kyouko be angry? Jealous, sure. Yui was prepared for that, but she knew Kyouko would be understanding enough. When two friends were this close, there was no way something like jealousy could come between them. Still, there was a lot to worry about.
But she now lay sprawled upon the floor near the air conditioning vent, imagining not conversations with her part-time roommate, but the girl herself. She recalled how her skin had shimmered in the summer heat, and the way her deep blue eyes seemingly radiated light energy as powerfully as the sun itself. Yui's face warmed to a burning scarlet, discrepant to the now livable room temperature of the tiny apartment.
Suddenly, as if awakened from a dream, the sleepy girl arose from her back and twisted her slightly contorted neck to view the clock hanging on the opposing wall. Nearly performing a double-take upon realizing the distance its minute hand had traversed, Yui questioned, "What is Kyouko doing in there?"
Double-taking not at the clock again but now at her bathroom door, she repeated the question with a bit more curiosity.
"What is Kyouko doing in there?"
It wasn't that she heard any strange noises, but that it was suspiciously quiet. Yui dared to follow where her thoughts were leading her.
"Kyouko... alone in the bath... for almost an hour..."
If her face had by now lost its color from her earlier daydream, the redness would return at this moment, and in a much deeper shade this time. "Eh... hmm. What am I thinking? Maybe I really am getting sick."
Following that, a moment of honesty.
"Though, I guess, something like that... isn't impossible. I read somewhere that most girls do it...
"But why would Kyouko do that in my house? What if she's thinking about..."
Yui stared into the clear sky through the window, disengaging herself from the universe to be alone with her imagination for a while. Moments later, just as she began to recover her senses, Kyouko exited the bathroom, sporting a plain T-shirt and shorts. It was too hot and too early in the day to be a tomato, unfortunately.
"Ahhh, much better~
"Yui-chan, your turn."
Yui brushed past Kyouko and sped out of the living room, focused on avoiding eye contact. She briskly secluded herself in the bathroom.
"I'm going to start up Namo Quest," Yui heard through the space at the bottom of the door. Kyouko knelt in front of the TV, pulling the aforementioned game from the shelf and starting it up. She loaded the most recent save, and spent a few minutes browsing the inventory and map trying to remember where exactly they had left off. The frustration of having no recent experience to work from made her thirsty, so Kyouko left her seat, marking the refrigerator as her destination.
She stood up and felt... a disturbance of some sort. Her equilibrium had been altered somehow.
"Eh? Am I in another dimension?" came a semi-serious inquiry before the blonde reached a hand atop her head.
"My ribbon!"
With genuine urgency she rushed across the room and paused at the bathroom door for a sudden "think before you act" warning from her conscience.
"There's no time!" Kyouko pressed. "Yui, I'm coming in! My ribbon is—"
The ribbon, while possessing immense sentimental value (not really), was the last thing Kyouko would see. Yui was undressed already, and then some. During the second it would take Yui to respond to her presence and cover herself, the intruder would mentally capture an image to last a lifetime. Pieces of her school uniform littered the floor, and her eyes held firmly closed; some silky strands of black hair draped over the rim of the bath, which she was leaning back against, sitting on the floor. Yui's curiously positioned hands obscured a particular body part, one which her leg spread attempted to reveal. Her mouth hung slightly agape, as if she were breathing heavily.
Unexpectedly interrupted during her moment of bliss, Yui snapped her head forward, some sixth sense warning her that another person had entered the room. Her eyes darted up to the door and widened like a river during a rainstorm upon determining the girl's presence. Kyouko's expression matched.
"Ah— Kyouko!"
Stunned is quite an understatement of Kyouko's reaction; she couldn't even think about what to do now. Forgetting why she opened the door in the first place, the accidental peeping tom practically slammed it shut and sprinted back to her spot in the living room, aiming to forget what just happened as her mind stayed behind, still trying to process the event.
"Yui... she was..."
...
...
Orange streaks of light from the lowering sun snuck through the blinds. Nearly an hour had slipped by with no communication commencing between the inseparable pair of friends. Yui had leveled up the entire party three times over, and now approached the boss. Kyouko would have repeated herself in asserting how much more fun her strategy was, but this time that very active mouth remained closed.
The boss was unusually challenging, despite the extra levels, and it took all of a well-trained gamer to defeat. Nonetheless, Yui would prevail after quite an exhausting battle. Both girls' first reaction to the victory screen was a spirited "Yay!" and a turn towards eachother, which would often typically result in a celebratory hug; this time, however, it elicited only blushes and quick head turns.
"Kyo-... Kyouko, I... I was going to tell you something." Yui now wore her panda pyjamas, which had prompted Kyouko to don her tomato as well. And now, desperate to break the tension, Yui chose the one thing she could think of to take their minds off the incident: the news she planned to break earlier regarding her tentative relationship with Chinatsu. The girl causing her distress, on the other hand, had a more relevant topic.
"Wait, don't. I should be apologizing, and you shouldn't have to say anything. You can do whatever you want in your own house and I invaded your privacy." Kyouko spoke with incredible pace, stare centered on her hands, which were rested in her lap. Yui had never felt more guilty over an action before, and had spent the last hour wondering if her best friend would ever speak to her again. Then when she finally did, and a bit of relief settled Yui's stomach, she couldn't help but giggle at such a stern apology coming from Kyouko.
"And... To be fair, you got undressed really quickly." Kyouko added, more relaxed and less official sounding, though still not lifting her gaze.
"Ye-... Yeah, I guess I did," the usual straight man in the routine responded without a lot of thought. Yui had turned off the Playstation sometime during the last few sentences, hoping to steer the activity towards conversation, or maybe to begin cooking dinner. But both girls were rendered speechless again, and they stared at a blank screen.
"You know, Yui, umm... I do it too."
"Eh?! W- What?!"
"It's nothing to be ashamed about!" Kyouko blurted, though the color of her cheeks and lowering of her head contradicted her reassurance. Yui's position mirrored hers.
Silence. Then, after a long moment:
"I don't... do that. It was... a one time thing."
To this, Kyouko looked up and at her friend, but immediately regretted it. Her face reddened more deeply than ever before upon their eye contact.
Recovering enough sense to try and talk her way out of her earlier confession, she stuttered, "Ah... uh, what a relief! I... I was going to lie to make you feel better!" She threw a hand to the back of her head, feigning a relieved expression.
"I know you do it..." Realizing what she was about to confess, Yui looked to the wall away from Kyouko. "It... it was thinking about you doing it that... made me... want to do it." That was it. She would never show her face again. Yui would have to curl into a ball and die now.
Kyouko would never allow that. Crawling on her knees to Yui's sulking seat on the floor, she placed sure hands on her shoulders, turned her around, and embraced Yui in a close hug, practically falling into the other girl's lap. Unsure, Yui pensively allowed her hands to rest on red pyjama-clad sides, forgetting some of her shame and welcoming the comfort. Having her contact accepted, Kyouko now only needed to add some humor to the situation to finish breaking the tension.
"I can't help that I'm so sexy." Instead of the expected chuckle or retort, Kyouko was grabbed on the arms and pulled to her knees, face-to-face with Yui, who looked like hundreds of words were ready to spill out of her. None would have time to at the velocity with which their faces closed in on eachother.
"She smells so nice..." Yui couldn't process any thought not pertaining to the girl in front of her. Something about Kyouko flipped a switch in her mind, just like it had earlier. And while exploring the depth of those glowing ocean-shaded eyes, nothing else mattered. There was no thought process; no weighing of the potentially disastrous consequences.
Only a kiss.
Yui returned Kyouko's favor and fell into the other girl's lap, though Kyouko wouldn't put any effort into holding them up. She was pressed onto her back, Yui atop her, their lips staying in touch during the entire process. But simple contact wouldn't suffice for Yui, so she asserted her tongue at the entrance to Kyouko's mouth, and was gladly allowed in. The bottom, not to be outdone, snaked her hands around Yui's waist and pulled the two oh so tightly together. Yui slipped a hand inside the tomato hood and caressed the cheek of Kyouko. The two girls' lips may as well be one set now; their tongues danced, mostly in Kyouko's mouth, though occasionally being fought back into Yui's.
"Mmmh..." The blonde moaned, quite honestly enjoying being pinned in the way she was. However only seconds later, Yui broke away. Kyouko's body was on fire. She needed Yui back in full force before another second passed, or she might just lose it. Pleadingly, she opened her eyes.
"Yui..." Kyouko could have sworn her own face showed more than enough pleasure to convince her to continue. Yet Yui looked aside, mouth closed and straight. Despite the flood of urges the analyst Yui hesitated while her mind tried to tell her body how wrong this was, now having betrayed a new and secret girlfriend whom she had more or less forgotten about by this point.
Kyouko wouldn't allow some insecurity to interfere with her own needs. She gripped Yui's pyjamas around the waist, grabbing more fabric than necessary for a tighter hold, and flipped both their bodies with the quickness of a professional wrestler, but gently, like a tiger cub sparring with its sibling. Utilizing her new position on top Kyouko held down the kuudere's arms, firmly but lovingly, and levitated her face dangerously close to Yui's, the tips of their noses brushing against one another.
"You have to finish what you started, Yui-nya~"
"...Stupid," Yui pouted, blushing and struggling to look away again.
This attitude only serving to entice Kyouko, she pressed down initiating another kiss. Bashful Yui hesitantly accepted, falling victim to the blonde's attacks time and time again. Throughout this battle of tongues Yui would begin to return the favor more and more, becoming increasingly dominant, and soon they would roll over again, Yui returning to the top.
But the tomato wouldn't have this just yet, oh no. She pushed Yui over, flattening her, and crawled up to sit on her waist area, smiling that same toothy smile Yui knows so well. Kyouko spread her hands across the panda-girl's chest to hold her down and bent her back to reach lethal kissing range. The blushing ebony-haired girl rested her hands on Kyouko's, trying to intertwine their fingers, all while admiring the blonde-framed pretty face with a timid closed-mouth grin showing on her own.
The cute otaku smiled wider, her lips centimeters from the target. "Have I found your deredere side, Yui?"
There would be no opportunity to respond, obviously. Amidst the next battle of lips within this war of kissing, Kyouko would feather her hand in between their bodies, palming Yui's front, in an effort to reach lower. Sliding off the girl to her left and separating their bodies just enough to reach near her waistline, Kyouko pulled her face away from Yui's. Whilst staring into brown eyes, still holding that devilish smirk, her hand finally arrived at its destination.
"Nnh... K- Kyouko, you can't..."
At this point, Kyouko's expression melted from a sadistic grin into a look of false empathy, her eyebrows angled in a teasing manner. She questioned, in a mock serious tone:
"Oh, would you rather do it yourself?"
"Sh-... Shut up!" With her embarrassment from earlier added on top of her current situation, Yui blushed furiously. Kyouko giggled victoriously, but then her face fell into a genuinely serious expression. Her eyes narrowed slightly and her right hand hovered at the ready, inches away from Yui's place.
"Do you want this, Yui?" Kyouko waited face-to-face with her friend for a response, though it would not come in the form of words. Yui lifted her hips up to meet Kyouko's waiting fingers, forcing them to press against her, and used her own hands to pull the blonde's lips down to her own, allowing this passionate embrace to settle any uncertainty.
"Of course I do, idiot..."
They kissed more deeply than before. Kyouko roughly pressed her palm into Yui, which caused her tongue to hesitate in Yui's mouth out of minor shock; she was wet — really wet. The thick, insulating pyjamas were working well as a towel at this point. Kyouko opened her eyes briefly only to find another pair looking right back at her. Both girls surprised by the unusually close eye contact, they broke the kiss.
Yui was practically panting. Her cheeks were warm, and her mouth never fully closed, but her hands remained steady and calm. Kyouko, on the other hand, didn't contain herself quite as well. Seeing... rather, feeling her lifelong friend in ways she never thought she would was affecting her body more than she had prepared for. Strings of saliva trailed off her bottom lip; as for parts hidden underneath her pyjamas, it was a similar story. Every part of her being was, quite literally, dripping with desire.
Sensing Kyouko's condition, Yui made a decision to take the lead. She began by sitting upright, pulling Kyouko with her. Next, she crossed her legs and put both hands on Kyouko's hips to guide her onto her lap. Now Kyouko sat facing and with her ankles crossed behind Yui. Flashing a smile at the blonde, Yui finalised the position by dipping forward into a kiss, bending Kyouko backwards very slightly and steadying her with her left arm, and simultaneously cupping the space in between Kyouko's thighs with her right hand. Kyouko gladly opened her legs a bit wider, permitting her new lover access to her most sensitive area.
She was disappointed to have forfeited such a dominant position, but Kyouko would live to fight another day. Presently, her focus was on nothing but Yui. The smell of her shampoo and the inviting softness of her torso, which Kyouko found herself running her hands along, grasping at the black and white fabric in search of what lies beneath, intoxicated her senses and greatly heightened the sensations she was getting from down lower, where Yui was pleasantly rubbing and poking through the tomato onesie with a gentle curiosity. Yui loved to feel Kyouko's little jerks and twitches with her fingers, and she enjoyed gauging where the best spots to touch were based on her tiny yelps and moans.
"Hhnn... aah, Yui..."
Startlingly, Kyouko collapsed into Yui, forcing her to lean back against the wall behind her. Having allowed her partner's efforts to go unreciprocated for long enough, Kyouko slithered a hand diagonally down her chest, then her stomach, and eventually to her lower portions. Upon reaching her lover's flower Kyouko immediately got to work, hoping to equate Yui's level of pleasure to her own. It wasn't about being in control of the situation or being on top any more; Kyouko only did what her body insisted upon. The black-haired girl maintained the use of her right hand in serving the blonde, and used her left to grasp the backside of Kyouko's head (knocking off the tomato hood in the process) and pull the girl's sweating face closer to her own.
The ensuing kiss was unlike any before, so deep and intense that if another person were watching they might mistake the pair of girls for one entity — a ball of multicolored fabric and skin and hair that gyrated into itself with force, all the while panting and moaning cutely in between ragged breaths.
Kyouko was on the attack again. Her rubbing and pawing at the panda-girl's sodden place was growing more feverish than before. To allow Yui better access to her own sweet spot, she reoriented herself until she was once again sitting in her lover's lap. Yui could feel the otaku's legs wrapping tightly around her back, and Kyouko relished in the warmth of Yui's breath on her neck. The two bodies were closer than ever, and it was absolute bliss.
"Kyoukooo~ don't... stop..!" Yui managed to squeak out during her lover's assailment. Kyouko played roughly at the tight cloth in between her legs and Yui aggressively reciprocated. Oxygen was too hard to come by for their lips to remain interlaced for very long now, however that missing point of contact would be replaced with the pressing of the girls' chests and foreheads into one another.
In a scene of rapidly rising tension, Kyouko began to sense an incredible event drawing near. Not one to delay the inevitable, she unwrapped her right leg from Yui and lifted Yui's left leg on top of it, then crossed her ankles again behind her lover. Now the angle was better. Yui immediately recognized the blonde's intent and lowered her arms to Kyouko's waist in order to pull her in tight. Now making contact more directly, the girls' hands were only useful for holding eachother as closely as possible.
Seconds later, Funami Yui found herself staring into her friend's eyes during a most intimate moment, while they grinded into eachother. Kyouko was so beautiful; her blue orbs sparkled with lust, and every time the rhythm of their hips aligned and their most sensitive places met, her voice would crack with the most adorable little noises. The faint hint of dampness from the sweat on her cheeks amplified her flawless features. Unfortunately Yui could not stop to admire for long, as the physicality of her motions was constantly increasing to match that of her partner, and the incredible feelings enveloping her entire body would not allow her eyes to remain open for very long.
"Kyou...ko— Ah! This feels... so good!"
"Y- Yui!..."
Although it was not direct contact, the difference was trivial at this point; if anything, the pyjamas had attributed to the pleasure. The volume of Yui's voice had certainly increased, as a signal of her approaching climax, and she noticed her head beginning to feel fuzzy.
Kyouko began to lose herself. She couldn't feel her legs, or her arms, only the most important parts — her core, and the intense heat that filled her belly, ready to be released as if she were going to self-destruct. Her mind began going white; the only thought she could process was Yui. All she could feel was Yui.
"Aaaahnn! Shit, Yui... Yes!"
An explosion of euphoria erupted simultaneously in both bodies. Like flipping a switch, the entire world turned off; everything else faded away and nothing remained but Yui and Kyouko. Searing heat flooded every inch of their bodies. Every nerve fired off in absolute pleasure. The two friends melted into one another, embedding their places together even harder still, soaking the cloth that connected them. They continued to press their bodies against eachother while the sensations of ecstasy overrode their senses.
Seemingly minutes later, Yui found herself unable to uphold her sitting position and, dragging Kyouko with her, fell down on her side. She was still fully embraced with Kyouko; their legs were almost in a knot which didn't appear to be untying itself any time soon. The two flowers that had clung together so snugly over the last few minutes were no less united now, and the dark-haired girl had regained enough sensation to feel the dampness that adhered them.
Kyouko was in recovery mode as well, if her rapid deep breathing was anything to go by. The messy, sweaty duo of middle school girls was content to cuddle and lay together on the living room floor for some time.
Eventually their heart rates would descend back into human numbers, and speech would again become possible. Through an elated smile and slightly laborious gasps of air, Kyouko talked first.
"Hahh... Yui, I need..."
Yui was breathing a little less erratically, though she was equally drained. It's safe to say she had never experienced anything nearly that intense ever before.
"Hnn, what, Kyouko?"
"I need—" At that precise instant, the otaku's stomach growled. "...dinner!"
"...Mhmm, so romantic," Yui exhaled.
Forever energetic, the blonde hopped up to her feet in a typically quick motion, and hurdled a few steps toward the kitchen before Yui stopped her.
"Kyouko, wait! I... at least need to change my clothes."
The remaining few hours of that Friday evening were spent relaxing. After a simple and effortless dinner, Yui laid out the futon right away, clearly exhausted. The thought of Chinatsu briefly crossed her mind many times throughout the night after what she had done, but Yui forced those concerns away; she needed some rest before she would be able to come to terms with her betrayal. For the time being, she was happy. Happy and carefree, "Just like Kyouko," she mentally noted.
Now they lay together under the skylight view of a starry royal blue. Neither member of the pair had spoken a word since Yui turned off the lights, but it wasn't a hostile or uneasy kind of silence. It was as if neither girl had much of anything to say, and they were both comfortable with that; they were both happy. The room was all smiles, and Yui felt herself drifting off to sleep.
"Oi, Yui-chan."
"What?" She responded quickly, surprised. Then, after a second of hesitation, "There's rum raisin in the fridge."
"No, not that." Kyouko rolled on to her side and scooted a little closer to Yui before continuing. The blonde wrapped her arm around her darker haired counterpart and snuggled into her. Once her mouth was within a few inches of Yui's ear, and with generous portions of sweetness sprinkled over her tone, she said that magic word.
"I love you."
Yui was already sound asleep.
