A/N: Remember you can always find me and see even more of my content, and see it earlier than anywhere else, over by a certain site that rhymes with Rate On, or a site known for its rather questionable questing practices, under the same name~
"I think I actually injured myself pretending I was injured!"
Uiharu couldn't help the giggle that she released as she cleaned the scrapes her best friend had collected, rolling on the floor to convince Misaka she couldn't dance.
"Worth it though!"
Indeed, for Saten Ruiko, not to be confused with the kind of fabric, it was a good day. Even if Shirai seemed like she wanted to unleash hell and wage war on them. Enough so that they'd been forced to go into hiding for the time being, lest they get caught up in a scorned non-lover's apocalyptic saltiness.
"That was really nice of you," the shorter girl said, standing back up and adjusting her flower crown. "It was really quick thinking too."
"Heh, I can always trust you to have my back and be on my wavelength," Saten replied, stretching her legs just a bit to make sure the pain from her scrapes was gone.
Uiharu turned around as she searched for a trash can to throw the used napkin she'd cleaned Saten with, as she couldn't find any in direct line of sight...
And then felt the breeze as her skirt was raised.
There was no comment, though, like she expected. In fact... Saten seemed frozen to the spot, with Uiharu's skirt still raised.
"This is a real sexy pair!" Saten commented.
It was at that moment Uiharu remembered, she was wearing a rather small pair, that she'd bought out of curiosity more than anything else. Still cute, it had a really nice pink bow at the front and a heart design at the back. The problem was, it barely covered anything, leaving her buttcheeks completely bare, and the heart design was a hole.
"My little Uiharu's becoming an adult!"
Uiharu turned around like a flash and snatched her skirt off her friend's hands. "You're the worst!" she said, weakly.
"But you were totally expecting me to check, eh!" Saten said with a smirk on her face, standing up. "I let you out of my sight for a minute and now you're getting all sexy!"
Uiharu turned red and covered her face with her hands. "It's not that!" she protested. "They were just cute, and- and I-"
Saten's hands grabbed onto her shoulders. "It's okay, I'm sure you're gonna catch any boy's attention with these!" she said, giving her a wink and a thumbs up.
"They're not for a boy..." Uiharu muttered.
"They're-" Saten's eyes widened. "Oh. Ohhhh. Oh!"
And then her hands left Uiharu's shoulders, sliding down her front, going over her flat chest and sliding around to the sides, the school uniform shirt barely preventing Saten's hands from feeling Uiharu's warm and slender body.
"Stop that," Uiharu protested. "It feels weird!" she squirmed in place, but made no real effort to really remove herself from the situation. "Saten-"
"Someone could hear you if you raise your voice," Saten warned. "Uiharu~!"
Uiharu let out a small whine as her friend dropped to her knees and lifted her skirt once more.
There was, indeed, that pink bow at the front. Saten licked her lips. "They look great," she said.
Uiharu blushed.
Saten leaned forward until her face was planted against her friend's pantyclad crotch, and took a loud and obvious, very very deep sniff.
Uiharu nearly yelped at the strange sensation, only making a sort of mewling noise. "Hold your skirt up for me," Saten asked.
Nodding, Uiharu grasped the edged of her skirt, and pulled them up so they'd be out of Saten's way.
Saten adjusted herself ever so slightly and planted a kiss on the front of Uiharu's panties, running her tongue over them. "Taste great too," she said, looking up with a grin as Uiharu held her skirt flush to her body.
The flower crown in full bloom was a perfect accessory to the redfaced maiden.
"That's dirty..." Uiharu complained.
"There's no part on your body," Saten said, planting another kiss on her friend's crotch, "that's dirty," she said, beginning to pepper her thighs with kisses as well. "Every part," she continued, punctuating her words with kisses, "of you is amazing and delicious."
Uiharu whined.
"But," Saten said, as she raised her hands and hooked her fingers on the waistband of Uiharu's panties. "It's time to unwrap this gift!" she stated.
Uiharu almost let her skirt drop and pushed her away... but her fingers wouldn't uncurl, her arms wouldn't move.
Her legs spread ever so slightly, and she only moved her knees in time to let her now wet and sticky panties slide down easily.
Saten even lifted each foot individually, pulling Uiharu's panties fully off. She bunched them up, brought them to her face, and took one more deep sniff, before sticking them down her shorts, where they'd be out of the way and not forgotten between the bushes.
Using her hand to move her long hair out of the way, Saten moved so she was even closer to Uiharu, almost entirely flush with her legs. She was the taller one of the duo, so it took a bit of maneuvering, but Saten found herself a comfortable spot.
"Saten, I- I-" Uiharu was squirming on the spot, her legs warmed up by contact with Saten's body.
With a grin, Saten nuzzled Uiharu's crotch. "Call me Ruiko," she said. "From now on."
Red like a tomato, Uiharu fell silent for a good long moment. "T-Then... then you should call me Kazari!"
"It feels weird doesn't it?" Saten said.
Uiharu nodded. "Yes! It's like-"
And at that moment of distraction, Saten struck, her lips now coming down with a french kiss against Uiharu's exposed pussy.
Uiharu began to let out something of a wail, but quickly caught herself and only a soft 'eeeee' sound left her lips, as her hands dropped her skirt and she tried to grab at Saten's head, but instead of pulling her off or anything of the sort... her arms betrayed her, only pushing her further in. Her hips, as well, tried to seek more contact with her friend, pushing forward, instead of letting her step back.
Saten's tongue was quick and agile, massaging her labia with precision and strength, and every moment Uiharu felt the greatest pleasure she'd ever felt in her life, well beyond any hurried and light touching she'd ever done, far beyond anything she'd ever felt while cleaning herself thoroughly.
"It's dirtyyyy!" Uiharu protested.
Saten responded by bringing her hands in, using them to spread Uiharu's lips open enough to dive right in, sticking her tongue inside, and massaging the outer parts, all around her crotch, at the same time.
It all happened under Uiharu's skirt, and it made it so delightfully dirty and sneaky, and Saten herself was more than a bit turned on as she made her frieind moan and squirm.
"Something- Something's coming, I'm going to pee-"
And then Saten pulled back, licking her lips. "Not just yet," she said.
Uiharu let out a whining cry as her eyes teared up. "Why did you stop?" she asked, the betrayal evident on her face.
Saten giggled. "If you could see things from my perspective you'd do the same!"
Indeed, if Uiharu could see how cute she was right then, she might even get the urge to bully herself.
Saten leaned forward for another kiss with her best friend's pussy, then pulled back as soon as Uiharu tried to hump her face.
"Such a needy girl," she chastised.
"Saaateeen please," Uiharu moaned. "I'm so close, just, just please!"
"Please what?" Saten asked.
"Please touch me!"
Saten smiled, nodded... and placed a hand on Uiharu's thigh, sliding it back and forth like she was massaging it, or petting a particularly small creature. "Like that?" she asked.
"Nooo!" Uiharu whined. "Not like that!"
"I'm sorry Uiharu, I don't know what you want," Saten apologized. "Maybe something like this?" she asked, using her left hand to invade Uiharu's personal space, and slid a finger up her incredibly wet pussy. A practiced hand, her finger was almost like a living being itself, massaging her inside.
"Right! Just like that!" Uiharu cheered, "It feels good, so good," she sighed.
And then Saten pulled it off, popped it into her mouth, and gave it a long taste, moaning when she pulled it out. "That's a really nice treat, thanks for sharing~!"
"You're the worst!" Uiharu whinied.
Laughing, Saten pulled her hair out of the way. "How about you tell me, in detail, what you want me to do, U~i~ha~ru~"
Uiharu trembled in place.
"Please make me cum," she mumbled.
"I couldn't hear you~!"
"Please make me cum!" Uiharu begged.
"How?" Saten asked.
"E-Eat me out!"
Nodding, Saten leaned forward once again, and ate her pussy like an oasis in the desert. Uiharu was so wet that she had to gulp down quite a bit of juice, her tongue gathering what flowed out and collecting it for her, cleaning out Uiharu's crotch and giving it a spit shine and polish, before she planted her lips down and could begin scooping up the fluids directly from within.
Uiharu's cute moans filled their little out of the way clearing between the bushes, and it wasn't long before she lost the ability to remain on her feet, crashing down on the soft grass, but Saten wouldn't let her go until her task was complete...
"That's it, I'm- I'm about to, I'm-"
Saten then stopped.
"WHY!?" Uiharu nearly screamed, tears in her eyes.
Saten, now on all fours, moved so she was straddling Uiharu, and they were face to face.
"I couldn't help myself," Saten said, "You're just so cute," she said, leaning her full weight on her right arm as her left began tracing a line down Uiharu's still covered chest, down to her crotch, slipping under the waistband of her skirt.
Saten leaned in for a kiss, and Uiharu responded, their lips sealed as Saten's hand found Uiharu's pussing, and with a thumb on her clit and two fingers curling inside, Saten hit Uiharu's final button and made her cum her brains out, in the strongest orgasm of her life, all her screams and moans of pleasure muffled, heard only by her partner, as they shared in their loving kiss.