Flora walked to the back of the Hawk exhausted from the mission and from Layla's... warmth tactics. The second they got back on the ship, Layla fell asleep and left Flora to sit awkwardly as the rest of the team discussed their next move. Eventually, she couldn't handle it and decided to take a breather in the bathroom, not noticing the music fairy that followed her back there.
"Hey, Flo."
Flora gasped and stepped back from the sink where she had been splashing her face with water. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was just Musa.
"Oh, Musa. You spooked me."
Musa grinned and stepped into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. Flora noticed, but opted not to say anything.
"Sorry, Flo. I didn't mean to. I just wanted to check on you. You seem a little... shaken up. Wanna talk about the cave-in?"
Flora shook her head and turned back to the sink to dry off her face. That's when Musa came up behind her and wrapped her arms around the nature fairy's waist.
"Wha-what are you doing?"
Musa laughed.
"It's called a hug, Flo. You know, when you see someone in distress and you try to comfort them?"
She said it sarcastically, but Flora took it literally.
"Sorry. I guess I'm just a little on edge."
She tried to rationalize that she was just being paranoid and Musa was just being nice. Letting out a sigh, she let herself relax against the petite fairy.
They stayed like that for a little bit before Musa's hands slid up to cup the underside of Flora's massive breasts. Flora's eyes widened and she watched Musa smile in the mirror.
"I was so worried about you, Flora."
"Th-thanks, Musa. What are you-"
"I thought I'd never see you again."
Flora stayed quiet and just watched as Musa watched her from the mirror. Musa's eyes scanned her body, lingering on the tan globes she held in her hands that were pressed tightly against the pink fabric of her crop top. Her eyes went lower, mentally devouring the expanse of tan skin that Flora had on display and then drifting to the pink sash draped lowly on her hips. Her tiny skirt reached a quarter of the way up her thigh before cutting off and exposing her long shapely legs.
"I always wondered what it would be like to be with you," Musa said, licking her lips as she stared at Flora's lips. "Our whole first year, I couldn't sleep without jacking off to the thought of you on the other side of the wall in that tiny dress. I wanted to crawl under your covers and bite it off of your skin. But I didn't want to jeopardize our friendship."
Flora squeezed her eyes shut tightly and whimpered, "Why are you telling me this?"
"Because I realized today that I might never get the chance."
With that, Musa's lips latched onto Flora's neck, sucking at the place where she had just spelled away the hickeys she had gotten from Layla. Musa's hands slid down Flora's stomach, sending shivers up her spine, and gripped her hips. Pulling away from her neck, Musa admired her love bite.
"Musa, please I-"
"I waited so long, Flo."
She tried to nudge Flora's legs apart with her knee, but when Flora resisted, Musa nipped her earlobe. Flora gasped and her legs parted, allowing Musa to rest her knee on the sink counter and forcing Flora to stand on her toes. Flora whimpered at the feeling of Musa's jeans against her panties.
"You like that?"
"Musa, no, this is wrong."
Flora felt like history was repeating itself, especially when Musa pulled up Flora's top, letting her tits bounce freely.
"I can't believe I've been missing out on this," Musa muttered into Flora's ear before she rolled her palms over Flora's nipples.
"Oh."
Flora gripped the edge of the sink as Musa toyed with her nipples. Her legs were getting tired from holding herself up over Musa's thigh. She really wanted to drop down, but she knew if she did, that would be the point of no return. She bit her lip to hold back her moan.
"I wanna see you," Musa whispered into her ear. "I wanna see you the way I've been dreaming of since you walked into the dorm in that miniskirt. I wanna see your tits bouncing in my face and your hair spilling over my pillow."
Musa's hands left her boobs and went to her flat stomach before continuing.
"I wanna see you throw your head back and moan my name. I wanna see your pretty mouth between my legs. I wanna see what your pussy looks like with my fingers buried in it. I wanna see you cum. I wanna see you realize that I'm the one who brought you there."
"Musa, I-"
"I wanna see, Flora," she repeated insistently. "Show me."
Reaching a hand up into Flora's hair, Musa pulled the nature fairy down onto her leg and, with the hand gripping her hip, started sliding her up and down her thigh.
Flora moaned and rocked her hips on Musa's leg. Closing her eyes, she layed her head back on Musa's shoulder and rolled her body on Musa's leg.
"Oh, fuck," Musa whispered. "Yes, fucking use me."
Flora moaned as Musa's lips attacked her neck once again. Each roll over Musa's thigh sent a pang of arousal into Flora's core. She knew this was wrong, but Layla had opened a door inside of her that wouldn't easily be closed.
"Flora, play with your tits."
Flora did as told and reached up with one hand to grab her boob, rolling the nipple between her fingers as she rolled her pussy over Musa's thigh. She thought she might bite straight through her lip with how hard it was to hold in her moans.
"I soundproofed it," Musa said. "Let me hear."
Again, Flora obliged and opened her mouth as a cascade of moans and mewls fell out.
"Oh, fuck, yeah. That's it."
The hand tangled in Flora's hair tilted the nature fairy's head to the side so that her lips met with Musa's. Immediately, the music fairy was inside of her mouth and devouring the sounds.
Flora's other hand let go of the counter's ledge, trusting Musa to hold her up, and grasped Musa's knee with both hands. She pulled back from the kiss and locked her elbows, throwing her head back as she rode Musa's leg like it was a dick.
"Shit, Flora."
Musa's hand left Flora's hair and gripped her hip again, helping her roll her body like a snake in heat. Leaning forward to whisper in her ear, she said, "Put on a show for me, Flo."
Flora moaned obscenely at her words and gripped Musa's knee like a vice. One of her hands reached up to squeeze her nipple. At one point, she even brought it up to her own mouth and started sucking before the pleasure made it too difficult to do anything but ride. She twisted and writhed, getting louder and louder with each passing second, until finally Musa said, "That's it. Be a good friend."
Flora froze and Musa watched in satisfaction as the words registered in her mind.
"How did you..."
"What? How did I know? You didn't actually think Layla would resist the urge to brag about finally fucking her 'baby girl,' did you? Fuck, Flora. She got me so hot just talking about keeping you warm by riding your face."
Flora's face turned red.
"I didn't- we weren't- I didn't think she would tell. Oh, goodness. I can't... I can't do this."
She tried to climb off of Musa, but Musa's grip on her hips was too strong.
"No way. I've been waiting for this way longer than she has. You can't stop now."
"Musa, no, it's-"
Flora didn't get to finish before Musa started moving her again. Flora moaned, but continued to struggle, albeit weakly.
"Oh. Oh. No, Musa, I... please... ah... don't..."
It was no use. It just felt too good. Her hands went to her own nipples as Musa grinded up into her.
"See? Why would you want to stop? All I'm doing is making you feel good, asking for nothing in return. Yet."
"Musa, no more. After this, no more," she panted, bouncing on her friend's leg.
Musa just grunted and kept grinding Flora into her thigh faster. Flora was so wet that her pussy was soaking through the fabric of Musa's jeans. Musa went back sucking on Flora's neck.
"Please. Oh, Musa, please," Flora begged.
"You're so hot, Flo. Come for me."
Just like that, Flora exploded on Musa's leg.
"Ooooh, Musa," Flora keened, twitching over the smaller fairy's thigh. "Ah, ah."
"Fuck, yeah, let me see."
Musa watched with hungry eyes as Flora came undone. It was until the flower fairy slumped against her that Musa finally let her down. Whimpering, Flora braced herself against the sink on shaky legs. Musa resumed sucking her neck.
"You're so fucking hot," Musa mumbled against Flora's caramel skin. "You put on such a sexy show for me, Flo."
Her hands were still drifting all over Flora's sensitive body, making her twitch and moan.
"Want to return the favor?"
That's what snapped Flora out of her stupor. Wrenching herself away from Musa, she fled the bathroom without another word, trying to ignore the feeling of her cum-soaked panties.