Fandom: Michiko and Hatchin. Story idea: MichikoxHatchin post epilogue. Contains: Yuri, oral, toys.
Hatchin knew that Michiko had been wanting it as much as she herself had. She'd caught the older woman staring at her more than once, and Michiko hadn't gone out with men or other women at all since they'd run off together on a new adventure. The thing that pushed Hatchin's suspicions over the edge was her returning to the hotel room they'd been staying at once early, and hearing Michiko pleasuring herself through the door.
Hatchin had known listening to such a thing was wrong, but she and Michiko had done far worse, even to each other, by this point, and she'd found herself listening intently to the heavy breathing and pleasured moans, the last of which being a groan of Hatchin's name as Michiko came. Hatchin had waited awhile to calm down her bright red blush and to give Michiko time to fix herself before entering the room like nothing had happened.
That had been two towns ago and still Michiko hadn't made a move. What frightened Hatchin was the thought that perhaps she never intended to at all, fearing that Hatchin wouldn't return the feelings. It was what she would have done in her position. Steeling herself, she figured if she was going to do this with Michiko, it had to be one hundred percent, all out or nothing.
Dipping into the money they had earned through completely legitimate reasons no matter what that drug dealer said about them, Hatchin purchased a special toy in town before returning to the hotel they were staying in. Again, she'd returned early. This time, she opened the door and walked in immediately while Michiko was still at it.
Michiko, still viewing Hatchin as far too innocent even after having seen her with other people, was expecting to have to explain what she'd been doing, but to her surprise, Hatchin didn't look confused or embarrassed in the least. She walked over to the bed and tossed a bag next to Michiko. "Now." She said simply, shutting the door behind them.
Looking in the bag Michiko's eyes widened when she saw a seven inch long, three inch thick strap on. Turning her eyes back to Hatchin, she saw that she'd begun undressing herself. Michiko only hesitated a moment before grabbing Hatchin and pulling her onto the bed, kissing her hard. Hatchin returned it as best she could, not having much experience even now.
Wanting to help Michiko finish before she got her own turn, Hatchin lowered her head down between Michiko's legs, bringing her tongue to her already warm, wet pussy. She had practically no skill here, and relied on Michiko's stamina already being worn down from her playing with herself to get her off. The strategy seemed to work, though it had more to do with Michiko's thrill at it being Hatchin doing it.
As Hatchin worked on her pussy, Michiko took out the strap on and licked along it, getting it as lubricated as she could, not wanting it to hurt Hatchin. She stopped when Hatchin's tongue pushed her over the edge into her climax, her legs locking tightly around Hatchin's head to hold it in place as she came, drenching her face. Michiko only paused for an instant to breathe before getting up and pulling the toy on.
Hatchin got onto her fours, and Michiko got behind her, lining up to her now moistened slit and pushing inside gently. Hatchin groaned softly as she felt it. It wasn't her first time doing this, she'd broken her wall with a toy and even had the real thing by now, though she hadn't enjoyed either near as much as she was already enjoying it with Michiko.
And the pleasure of it only grew as Michiko picked up the pace, thrusting harder and faster into her as she began to realize that Hatchin could take it. Their hips began slapping together as Michiko forced the entire length of the toy into Hatchin, causing the younger woman to cry out in pleasure as she took it all, gripping the bed tightly.
With basically no tolerance to pleasure, Hatchin came hard after only the first few minutes. Michiko gave her a minute or two to rest, but then went right back at it and didn't plan on stopping until Hatchin lost all feeling in her legs. Hatchin had woken something up in Michiko, and it wasn't stopping now.
This could be a full written one shot, or perhaps a scattershot collection of mini-stories showing several different hook ups between them during another hell for leather adventure on the road with the two of them, as is implied by the final scenes of the show.