Disclaimer: I do not own the Persona series.
A/N: Hi guys! Sorry for the long hiatus, but here's another chapter of the story. Sexual content and a little bit of yuri, so please be warned.
o8.
The hallway was dark and foreboding as I made my way over to Junpei's room. Everyone else was still clustered inside Akihiko's room, so as I slipped aside and went over to the left side of the hall, I knew that I'd be safe. It wasn't like Junpei was smart enough to actually be threatening. The thought of him trying to intimidate him made a little bit of urine trickle down my legs.
When I reached his door, I gave it one single knock. Almost immediately, I heard shuffling and then saw his stupid ass face sticking out. "Yeah?"
Instantly, I let the tears cloud my face. Giant sobs raked my body in ways I never thought possible, and as quickly as it all happened, I was inside Junpei's bedroom, my head buried in the crook of his neck.
"Wha – what's going on?" As I cried on his shoulder and pressed my body against him, I couldn't help but feel the initial bulge of his erection. Was this mother fucker getting it on with himself at three o'clock in the morning? What an idiot. That was pathetic. I knew that he'd probably try to exploit me, but after all the chaos that had materialized in Akihiko's room, I really didn't give a fuck.
"We need to talk," I gasped, pretending to be speechless with grief or whatever it was that I was supposed to be doing. "Some scary shit is happening."
"What kind of shit?" To my surprise, Junpei took me over to his bed and then pulled up a chair, sitting down with his blue eyes wide. "Like shitter quitter shit?"
"No, you asshole. Like sexual harassment shit."
"Oh." That seemed to stump him. "Like who?"
"Everyone, you dumbass!" I started crying again to hide my frustration. What the fuck did it even matter?! "There's a gang bang going on in Akihiko's room!"
"There's WHAT?!"
"A gang bang!" I stood up at this point, my hair falling out from behind my ears. "You know, where everybody's fucking everybody!"
"But, but…" Junpei's eyes face fell and his brows furrowed. "Why wasn't I invited?"
"THAT'S IT!" I couldn't fucking believe it. Complete perverts. "I've HAD it with you people!"
"Wait!" As I turned around for the door, Junpei stopped me, his eyes glued to my face. "Did you have sex, Minako?"
"Of course I did! Do you think I'm a goddamn nun or something? I had absolutely glorious sex just five minutes ago with my Japanese prince charming…" I fell back onto the bed, feeling giddy with the memory. "He thought I was Mitsuru, of course, but oh how I had him fooled. I rode him like a rockstar and pushed his face into my tits, relishing how he licked and bit them with a fierce passion."
"Then what?" Junpei's voice was harsh.
"Then he tried to touch my hair, but I made him touch my ass instead." I put my own hands on my cheeks, pretending they were Akihiko's. "Then I stroked his dick like a puppy and made him pommel into me, his entire 14 inches touching the wall of my vagina as I sat there shaking with pleasure and calling out his name, my womanhood filling with dick and bliss…"
Suddenly I stopped for I heard a strange noise. Sitting up, I saw Junpei with his pants down and his hand on his cock, rubbing back and forth and staring at me, drool dripping from his mouth.
"YOU BASTARD!" This time he went too far; this time I had enough. "I need to get out of this fucking hell hole!"
With that I stormed out of his room and marched up the stairs to mine, aware of the raised voices still shouting in Akihiko's room.
As if on cue, that weird jazz music started playing as I hopped into bed and tried to cover away my actions.
o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o
"Minako, it's Yukari." Loud pounding sounded on my door. "Mitsuru called for an emergency meeting in the control room."
"Get the fuck away from me!" I threw my pillow to the door. "I'm done with you people!"
"But, Minako, you have to come! It's about the events of last night!"
Oh shit. I knew Mitsuru would be a tiny bit upset with me after stealing her identity and fucking her boyfriend, but I didn't think she'd get the entire dormitory involved. What did it have to do with them?! I mean, Yukari did barge right in when I tried to shoot Mitsuru and I did confide everything to Junpei before he masterbated to me recounting the events, but that was no reason to call a meeting with them!
"Tell bitch-face I'll be right there."
"Who?" What the fuck, Yukari!
"Mitsuru!" I practically screamed. "Mitsuru, bitch-face; it's all the same!"
"Did someone say my name?"
Literally out of nowhere, Mitsuru came barging into the room, dangling her master key before shoving it back into her cleavage. "You're not trying to run away, are you?"
"No, senpai." I made an obscene gesture. "Why would I do that?"
"Follow me." Mitsuru stepped aside.
"Can you please get the fuck out of my room so I can change into my clothes?"
"You can do it in front of me. It's nothing I haven't seen before."
"You've seen her naked?" Yukari was staring at us, her mouth gaping.
"Just go ahead without us, Yukari." Mitsuru rolled her eyes, though I caught a faint blush reddening on her cheeks. "We won't be long."
Just then, an idea popped into my head. Though she was a complete, utter slut, Mitsuru got embarrassed just now. The fact that she saw another woman's naked body makes her feel awkward. So, in order to get even the slightest amount of revenge, I knew what I had to do.
"I'm just going to pull down my thong now," I told her, watching her face.
"Alright." She turned around.
"Hey!" She turned back around, her eyes glancing at my now naked pussy. "I thought you said it's nothing you've never seen before?"
"Good God, Aristao! that doesn't mean I want to see it."
"But don't you?" I didn't really know what I was doing, but I gave my hips a little shake. I saw Mitsuru bit her lip slightly, and I knew that I had her. "Don't you want to… help me get dressed?"
"Well, in order to preserve time, I suppose that might be a good idea." She came closer, her eyes now blatantly staring at my chest. "It would be… efficient."
I closed my eyes and moved my hands to my boobs, squeezing them a little. "I can't get my shirt off, senpai." She was an inch away from me now. "Could you…?"
"Of course," she breathed, moving to my waist to touch the hem of my shirt. I stared her in the eyes as she lifted the fabric over my head, her hand "accidentally" brushing against my bra.
I then threw the shirt into my closet and turned around. "The bra too, senpai."
I heard her breathing pick up at a faster pace as her hand touched my back. I'll be completely honest and say that I've licked other women's pussies and have rubbed my clit against other women's boobs, but at this particular moment, I wasn't the least bit turned on.
Sometimes in life, you just have people that you hate for no apparent reason, and Mitsuru was one of those people.
As Mitsuru moved her hand from the catch of my bra to the very cups themselves, her hand slipping inside the feel the soft content of my flesh, footsteps sounded.
"Mitsuru? Are you still here? I just wanted to let you know that I –"
At that moment, Mitsuru's hands laying inside my bra cups and her va-jay-jay practically crammed into my ass, Akihiko walked into my room.
