Iroha wanted to prove herself to Yachiyo.
Despite the way that Iroha had led things between them before, she still felt like her girlfriend held an upper hand. Was it because of their age difference? Either way, Iroha wanted to show Yachiyo that she could be more.
"So are you on the way home?" Iroha's voice rang out over the phone with her girlfriend.
"I will be soon. Things with this class got a bit complicated." Yachiyo replied.
Iroha let out a hum before she spoke again, "Okay. I have a surprise when you get home."
"Oh? Well, now I've gotta get home quick. Let me wrap things up here and I'll be on the way home. See you in 30 minutes?"
"30 minutes sounds great. I love you."
"I love you too. Goodbye."
"Bye, bye." Iroha ended the call. 30 minutes gave her time to prepare for her plan.
Iroha had, embarrassed, gone into a store that specialized in couples and their bedroom habits, buying some things that she thought that Yachiyo might enjoy. After all, so far they had been doing things more vanilla—which Iroha could only assume was because of her own tastes. It wasn't like she bought things there that were very hardcore, but just a few small things that she felt like they might be able to make use of. She had seen things in that store that she couldn't even begin to imagine how to use. Certain outfits, toys, and other things had nearly shocked her out of the store. In the end, she was grateful to have gotten out of the store with an actual purchase.
She slipped her phone in her pocket and started upstairs to the room the two girls shared. She was still in her school uniform and needed to change. She also needed to move the things that she had bought onto the end of their bed. Iroha briefly considered preparing hot sake for the nights' events, maybe if only as a bit of liquid courage, but she wanted to be sober for this (and she was concerned that Yachiyo would chastise her for suggesting it at her age).
The 30 minutes that she had been given flew by while she worked to get everything ready. Tonight would be all about Yachiyo and what she wanted — even if Iroha was going to be the top.
"I'm home!" Yachiyo called out as she walked into the Villa.
Iroha perked up and she rushed out of their room. "Welcome back!" She called while she padded down the stairs. Once her slipper-covered feet hit the floor at the bottom of the stairs, she walked right up to Yachiyo, grabbed the front of her shirt and got onto her tiptoes to kiss her girlfriend.
After holding her lips there for a moment or two, Iroha pulled away and grinned, "I love you."
"I-I love you too." Yachiyo said, having been caught off-guard by Iroha suddenly appearing from upstairs and pulling her into a kiss like that. "You seem to be in a good mood."
"Mm-hm." Iroha nodded. "I came up with an idea for us and I'm excited to show it all to you."
Yachiyo blushed a little, "You mentioned that on the phone." She spoke softly before she smiled at her enthusiastic girlfriend.
Iroha grabbed both of Yachiyo's hands and pulled her forward just a little. "Come with me. I have it all set out in our room."
"Alright, let me get my jacket off and then we can go upstairs." Yachiyo shed her jacket off and left it on the rack by the door.
As soon as the jacket was on the coat rack, Iroha pulled Yachiyo along. "So I know we've been just kind of experimenting with each other lately and I thought that I could change things up a little."
Yachiyo nodded before realizing that Iroha was looking ahead. "Yeah? But… how could we change things up?"
"Oh, you'll see. I've been considering what you've told me you like, since you've been catering to my tastes." Iroha said as she turned on her heels in front of the door. "I hope you like it."
"I'll like anything you do for me." Yachiyo said, her dark eyes studying Iroha's lightly blushing face.
Iroha took in a small breath before she turned to face the door again and opened it slowly.
At first glance, not a lot seemed off in their room. That was, until Yachiyo noticed the collection of objects at the end of the bed. Heat broke out across her face and she didn't immediately know what to say.
On the bed was a pair of handcuffs, a collar, an egg vibrator, and a blindfold. While it wasn't anything too hardcore — definitely a set of 'starter' BDSM play items — it was enough to flip that switch in Yachiyo's mind.
"I went a few days ago and picked some stuff up. I know that you like things a little rougher and I wanted to show you that I can do that." Iroha said, her voice surprisingly stable despite the embarrassing words she was speaking.
"Iroha…." Yachiyo said, her voice soft as she turned to look at her girlfriend. Her cheeks were powdered red and she couldn't get more words out of her mouth. Instead she pushed the door shut and pressed Iroha against it, initiating another kiss between the two of them.
Iroha blushed at suddenly being pinned against the wooden door by Yachiyo's body. "Hmm…" She ran her hands around her girlfriend's body, before putting her arms over her shoulders.
Yachiyo deepened their kiss, opening her lips slightly as she held Iroha closer to her.
It didn't take long before the girls were making out feverishly, Yachiyo's arms wrapping around Iroha's sides and Iroha's arms resting on Yachiyo's shoulders, her fingers entangled in the girl's long blue locks.
"Haa, I'm glad you like them." Iroha said softly when they broke apart to breathe. "I… want to make you feel as good as possible, so I wanted to try these things…"
Yachiyo smiled at Iroha as she took a small step back and nodded. "I'm excited for it." She said, turning to observe the items again. "If we're going to use some of these, we ought to have a safe word, don't you think?"
Iroha blushed at the thought and nodded. "Yeah, that would be smart. I… I doubt I'll be able to really do anything that's too much but I would never want to hurt you."
"I know that you would never intend to hurt me. Hmmm, what word could we use…?" Yachiyo said, trying to pry her brain for a word that would work.
Iroha thought for a moment. "Well, um, if we can't think of one… As long as we stick to a clear stop, do we need one?"
Yachiyo let out a sound and nodded, "I think we could stick to just using 'stop'."
"What if we… used telepathy to say our safe word? That way if it's hard to say it, it's still easy to convey." Iroha said.
Yachiyo nodded, "That sounds like a smart idea. Hmm, sooo…." She ran her hands along Iroha's hips, "Where do you want to start?"
Iroha blushed and looked up at her girlfriend before she glanced over at the bed. "Um…" She said quietly before she cleared her throat. "I want you to strip for me." Iroha said, trying to put a little confidence in her voice. She had to control the night. The point of all of this was to show Yachiyo that she could be a real top.
The model smiled at her and nodded. She pulled her top off revealing just a simple push-up bra. She pushed her skirt down, revealing matching underwear. She watched Iroha as she started undoing her bra, letting it fall to the floor. She slipped off the thigh-high socks before taking off her thong. After she finished with removing each and every piece of her clothing, Yachiyo stood there for Iroha. The girl before her watched with awe, her cheeks flushed at watching Yachiyo take her clothes off so tantalisingly.
Despite how weird and unfair this felt for her, Iroha didn't remove any of her own clothing as she took a couple small steps towards Yachiyo. She walked the two of them to the bed, guiding Yachiyo to her spot on the mattress. Iroha kissed Yachiyo on the lips before kissing down her jaw to her neck. "You're just so beautiful." She murmured against Yachiyo's skin before she pulled away. "I'm so glad you're mine." Iroha spook softly as she reached down onto the bed until she found the collar on the bed.
Yachiyo saw what Iroha grabbed out of the corner of her eye. "I'm all yours." She said quietly as she guided Iroha's hands to put the black collar around her own neck.
Iroha ran her hands across the collar until she got to the buckle. She watched the way Yachiyo's eyes studied her own face as she finished affixing the collar. She looped one finger in the hoop on the front and pulled her closer to her so that she could press their lips together again. "Why do you look so good like this?"
Yachiyo shrugged a little before she leaned close. "I'm ready for anything you have planned..."
The younger of the two blushed for a moment before she gathered herself and grabbed at the handcuffs on the bed. "Hmm, I know you like watching me get undressed... but I also know you tend to hurry me... so I... got these so you couldn't rush me..." Iroha said quietly against Yachiyo's lips. She guided Yachiyo to a lying position on the bed, her own body atop her. She ran her free hand up the model's perfectly chiselled figure, guiding one of her hands to the headboard. Even though this whole thing was about control, Iroha still found herself saying, "Is it alright if I bind your hands?"
Yachiyo nodded, "Of course," she replied, lifting her other hand to the headboard as well.
Iroha blushed and closed the cuffs around Yachiyo's wrists, slightly too loose so the girl could get free if she really wanted to. "Hmm, I just want to watch how you squirm... I know you like it if I tease you..." Iroha said, her voice a little low. She changed her position so her weight was across Yachiyo's hips. Despite the older girl beneath her being naked, Iroha was still dressed in her casual cute outfit until this point.
Iroha looked down at Yachiyo beneath her, taking special note on the way her chest rose and fell with her hands above her head, a collar on her neck. The sight of her girlfriend in such a position caused a heat to race its way down Iroha's spine.
"I like you looking at me like that..." Yachiyo said quietly. She was already more than aroused but seeing Iroha sitting on her hips, eyes studying her uselessly bound to the bed completely nude and helpless... Yachiyo could feel herself getting soaked.
Iroha smiled at her before she reached behind herself. A little bit of fiddling with a few bands before she shook her head a small bit, all of her long hair free from her normal ponytail and braid style. She leaned down over Yachiyo's body so they were eye to eye, her cascades of long pink strands raining down like a curtain. "I like seeing you like this." She said before she pressed her lips on her girlfriend's for a long moment. She pulled away from her slowly before she sat up yet again, this time her less than precise fingers working on pulling the sweater dress over her head.
Yachiyo hadn't been expecting to see much but under Iroha's rather immature style, her body was bound with leather straps that were tightly against her skin, making her breasts stand out more than they might have in only a regular bra. "It's, um, for you." Iroha said softly, as she ran her hands across the straps, cupping her breasts and gripping at the flesh in a teasing fashion for Yachiyo.
"Iroha..." Yachiyo said quietly, feeling the heat between her legs grow as she noted the way the leather made Iroha's shape even more flattering. The older girl tugged at the cuffs slightly, watching and wishing she could run her own hands across the tits that sat, bound in a way that made them look at least a cup size larger than they actually were.
"Do you like it?" Iroha asked softly, shifting her weight on Yachiyo so she could get her knee highs off. "I thought you would... I bought one a size smaller so it would really... show my body off, you know?"
Yachiyo was watching Iroha move, desire in her eyes. Had this been a regular night between them, the model would have undoubtedly taken control of the situation to eat Iroha like a cupcake. But she was bound by her wrists, even if loosely, and a collar on her neck to note just how she belonged to the other. "Iroha, this isn't fair."
"Oh, it's only going to get more unfair. I have more in store." Iroha said softly before she rocked her hips, emphasising the way the leather bindings she was wearing gripped at her thin thighs on either side of Yachiyo's hips. "I can't wait to hear that voice of yours... I know you don't like being loud but tonight? Tonight I'm sure you'll forget about that."
Yachiyo blushed and she watched her girlfriend. The way the bindings she was wearing held her body made her look so much more curvy than she actually was, which did not help the puddle Yachiyo was making beneath her hips. "I can't wait for whatever you're planning."
"I hope not..." Iroha said as she slipped off of the bed. The lighter haired girl brushed her free hair behind her shoulder, grabbing the vibrator she had purchased in anticipation of this moment. "I wanna hear you beg for me... while I tease you and tug your hair, biting at your shoulders... Hmm, it all sounds like a good way to play, don't you think?" Iroha said, climbing back onto Yachiyo.
Even just hearing her girlfriend say such dirty things was enough for Yachiyo. She already felt like moaning out despite the chance that the other residents of Mikazuki Villa could hear her. "It does... hmm, Iroha..." Yachiyo murmured quietly, rocking her hips against the temptress above her.
"Are you already so desperate...?" Iroha asked as she turned on the vibrating egg and began to run it down her own body, making sure Yachiyo could hear the vibrating motor as it stimulated Iroha's skin. "Ahh, hmm..." She made quiet noises of arousal, purposefully putting on a show for Yachiyo.
Yachiyo was already so aroused that barely hearing Iroha made her buck in desire. It hurt to have no stimuli when she was so aroused, but she enjoyed that pain. "Aahh..." She gasped out quietly, her deep eyes never breaking contact from the way Iroha teased herself.
Iroha stayed on top of Yachiyo, running the egg across sensitive skin. She circled her areolas before gasping and twitching against her girlfriend's hips from her nipples being teased. "Hmm, ahh! Hngh, i-imagine if this were you doing this to me... but all you can do is watch..." Iroha panted as she ran her free hand to her own core.
Yachiyo tugged on the handcuffs a little, holding the metal as she bucked up towards Iroha. "All I want is to be with you..." she said softly, her tone nearly begging.
Iroha finally got between her own legs and she moaned out, leaning forwards so her warm body pressed directly into her girlfriend's nude form, their faces eye to eye. Because of their height difference, the egg vibrator wasn't aligned to Yachiyo's core, despite the way it pressed perfectly into Iroha's clit. "Hngh, I-Iroha..." Yachiyo whined out, trying to wiggle her hips up to feel what her girlfriend felt at that moment.
The younger girl panted and rocked her hips, hitting her orgasm and tugging at Yachiyo's hair roughly as she did so.
The sensation of her long blue strands being tugged as her girlfriend climaxed was enough to cause Yachiyo gasp out loudly. She closed her own eyes as she rocked against Iroha, trying to find her own sensation despite how much her pussy ached for more.
Iroha went still for a moment, panting as she cooled down from the high she had just hit. "Ahhh... mmm, Yachiyo..." Iroha spoke quietly, her voice a little hoarse from how loudly she had gasped as she came. "You're so beautiful when you're tied up..."
After Iroha managed to calm down just enough, she retrieved the blindfold and ran it around Yachiyo's face.
"I-I wanna see you though..." Yachiyo murmured softly.
"Hmm, if you want... but I read that your orgasm can feel stronger if I cover your eyes..." Iroha confessed softly, still hovering around Yachiyo's ears.
Yachiyo nodded. "I wanna see you... for all of this..."
Iroha nodded and tossed the blindfold to the side. She leaned down and kissed Yachiyo's lips. "No blindfold then... How turned on are you...? Is this working for you?" She tugged a little at the loop of the collar that Yachiyo adorned.
Yachiyo nodded a little. "More than... I am... so turned on."
Iroha grinned against Yachiyo's lips. "You're so kinky..." She replied in a teasing tone as she shifted herself yet again. She lowered herself so their hips were parallel and Iroha's face was level with Yachiyo's collared neck. "Is it alright if I leave marks?"
"Yes... please, leave as many marks as you want." Yachiyo said quietly as she tugged against the cuffs so they clanked around.
Iroha ran her teeth along the shape of Yachiyo's neck that wasn't covered by the leather material of the collar before she bit down a little too roughly right below where the collar sat. The bite caused Yachiyo to gasp out but the balance of Iroha shifting the egg vibrator to her aching core made Yachiyo's gasp turn into a deep moan. "Ahh, Iro-Iroha...!" She had no intent of her voice coming out so loud but the girl above her played her like a fiddle.
Iroha pulled away before she licked the spot she had bitten. She sat up, shifting her hips a little so that her own body was pressing the vibrator against Yachiyo's wet lower lips. It still was teasing at best, but better than the complete lack of attention before.
Yachiyo pulled against the cuffs, closing her eyes and leaning her head back. "Th-this is…! Iiiiroha…!" She groaned out as she tried to press her hips up to create more pressure.
The light haired girl leaned back down, pressing her leather bound body against Yachiyo. "Keep saying my name…" She said in a soft tone as she nibbled on Yachiyo's mostly unmarred skin.
"Hmmm, Iroha…! Irohaaa…!" Yachiyo said in between heavy breaths. "Pl-please, Iroha, I need, hmm, more…."
Iroha pulled away from reddened skin and pushed herself up. With the shift of weight came more pressure on the egg between them, "What do you need more of?" She asked, despite knowing exactly what Yachiyo was asking for.
"Iroha-ahh…. I need you…" Yachiyo spoke, shifting around in discomfort from how much she needed attention to her core.
The younger girl brushed her long hair out of her face and got up on her knees to move over off of Yachiyo. She pulled the vibrator away as well, turning it off as she observed Yachiyo's skin, glistening a little under the lights in their room. She observed the way Yachiyo was breathing heavily, her arms bound to the bed above her head and the collar around her neck, red marks around the base of her neck and shoulders. "Yachiyo, you're so sexy like this…" She said as she moved herself over a little. She lifted one of Yachiyo's legs a little, moving herself so that her girlfriend's calf was on her shoulder.
Yachiyo blushed as she watched Iroha arrange herself so that her face was closer to her cunt. "I-I think I probably… hmm, look like a mess." She said softly, a blush on her cheeks at how embarrassing all of this had been so far despite how much she enjoyed all of it.
"A hot mess. But my hot mess." Iroha said with a smirk before she shifted her weight a little more so that her face was right in front of Yachiyo's dripping core. "You have really been enjoying this…. I'm so glad."
Yachiyo felt her blush deepen and she nodded despite the fact that Iroha wasn't focused on anything but her pussy. "I have really, really enjoyed this."
"Let's make this a night you'll never forget." Iroha said softly before she pressed her lips against Yachiyo's labia. She pressed her tongue into her completely soaked core.
Yachiyo gasped at the sudden attention and pressed her hips up against Iroha's mouth. "Haa, aahhh."
Iroha shifted so that she could use one of her hands to help her as she ate Yachiyo out. She ran her tongue flat across all of the hot, sensitive flesh, enjoying the sounds that her girlfriend made as she did so. She reached over to grab the vibrator again, never breaking away from Yachiyo's pussy.
Yachiyo was panting, her eyes looking down directly at Iroha as she licked her. She kept unintentionally pulling the cuffs, causing red marks on her wrists. "I-Iroha~" Yachiyo moaned out as she rocked her hips a little.
The smaller girl turned the vibrator on and positioned the smooth egg at her entrance. "Mmm, I'm gonna put it in…" She spoke against Yachiyo's cunt, enjoying the sounds Yachiyo was making to move away.
"Please… Please, hmm, do…" Yachiyo panted, pressing her hips down against the toy.
Iroha barely even had to use any force to slip the small egg into Yachiyo. She ran her tongue across the surface of Yachiyo's clit, using her mouth to pleasure that part of her girlfriend as she slipped two of her fingers into Yachiyo to press the egg up against the walls of her vagina.
"Hngh…! Iiiirohaa~!" Yachiyo moaned out, tilting her head back. "I-I'm gonna cum, Irohahh…!"
"Do it." Iroha spoke against her before she started sucking on the swollen little bud, moving her fingers in a rocking motion to rub the egg against Yachiyo's g-spot.
Yachiyo squeaked as she hit her orgasm suddenly. She could do nothing but press her hips up, using her legs to hold Iroha at her core.
Feeling Yachiyo's walls tense around her fingers, Iroha used her teeth ever so gently against her clit. Once Yachiyo froze in place for a moment, Iroha let out a small gasp and pulled away a little unintentionally, stopped by her girlfriend's legs holding her there. She blushed deeply at realizing that her face and chest were wet, a few small squirts of liquid still escaping from Yachiyo. "Y-you squirted." Iroha said, her tone unreadable.
Once Yachiyo started coming back to her senses, she shifted a little and looked at Iroha who was looking at her with big eyes. It took her only a second to process what Iroha said, "R-really? I-I'm sorry!"
After the immediate shock wore off, Iroha ran her wrist across her face before shaking her head. "I'm not upset." She said softly, feeling awkward. "I just wasn't expecting that, is all." Iroha pulled the vibrator out of her girlfriend, turning it off and putting it off to the side.
Yachiyo had turned bright red, "I'm really sorry!"
Iroha smiled a little before she moved herself a little, getting up from the bed to get the keys to the handcuffs, "You really don't have to apologize!" She said with her own blush. "Let me get you untied."
Yachiyo nodded, struggling to look at Iroha as she shuffled around in the spot, the area uncomfortably wet.
"Here we go." Iroha said as she brought the key over and unlocked the cuffs and put them off to the side. "I'm really not upset."
"I didn't know I could do that." Yachiyo said as she sat up and pushed herself off of the bed. "I feel dirty."
Iroha let out a small laugh. "Everything we did was dirty." She replied softly. "Maybe we could shower together? Then I can change the sheets…"
Yachiyo was already pulling out new clothes to change into, seemingly doing it to keep her attention on anything but looking at Iroha. "I made such a mess…"
"No, it's okay." Iroha took a few steps closer to Yachiyo. She turned the girl gently so they were facing one another. "I think it's kinda sexy." She said with a small grin.
"Y-you do?" Yachiyo murmured, obviously self-conscious of this revelation.
"I do." Iroha spoke with certainty. "It let me know that I succeeded in making you feel as good as possible."
Yachiyo nodded a little, still red over it. "Yeah, you definitely did. I really won't forget tonight."
"Me neither. Maybe I'll wear these again." Iroha said, running her hand over one of the leather straps. "We should probably get cleaned up, so we can get to bed in time."
"Let's. Maybe the water will wash away my embarrassment." Yachiyo said with a small chuckle as she took off the collar Iroha had given her at the beginning of the night.
"You don't need to be embarrassed!" Iroha insisted. "C'mon, let's go shower." She said as she slipped her sweater dress back on.
"Hey Iroha." Yachiyo spoke up as she pulled a nightgown over her head just so she wasn't completely naked. "I love you."
"I love you too, Yachiyo." Iroha said, hugging her from behind and nuzzling her face against her shoulder blade. "Even if you squirt."
"Hey!" Yachiyo stepped forward away from Iroha.
"I kid, I kid!" Iroha replied, waving her hands. "I love that you squirt."
"That's just as embarrassing!" Yachiyo said, covering her face.
Iroha took a step closer to her, "I mean it though, I love you."
Yachiyo peaked through her fingers, "I love you too…" She said, her voice soft. "Let's go shower now…."
"Okay, let's go."