"Oh? Well… if you're sure you wouldn't mind… Thank you, Matsuri. I owe you one." the pink haired brat would smirk at that. It was rare for Harumin to be so kind to her, maybe the pair would soon be able to get along well. Even if it doesn't reach the same levels as her and Yuzu, Matsuri thought it would be nice to have someone else to hang out with instead of just inviting herself along to annoy the girl on her way home, or anytime she was spotted in the wild. "Don't mention it. If you want to shower, you can." The soaked upperclassman nodded with a smile. She too hoped this may be the start of a proper friendship with the girl, now that she got to see a rare glimpse at her kinder side.
The nice, warm water splashed against Harumi's soft skin, trickling down her body and running around her curves. A slight click was heard as the bathroom door opened, it's pixelated outline visible through the shower divider. A pink haired figure stepped in, placing something near a shelf. "I left some warm towels there, and your clothes should be dry in a couple more minutes." the host would say, before departing. In a way, it felt strange for Harumi to be naked inside Matsuri's home. After all, while they were somewhat friends, it was through a mutual connection. She didn't give it much more thought, before returning to enjoying her hot shower.
Matsuri on the other hand leaned against the closed door outside the bathroom. 'Why is my heart speeding up?' she thought to herself. She had caught a glimpse of the girl's curvaceous figure, something she hadn't seen in person before; at least, not with so little in between, other than the frosted shower door. But even so, with its effect of distorting images on the other side, Matsuri had been able to make out what was what through the semi transparent divide; which way she faced, her voluptuous chest, all the way down to her lower body, coming just short of being able to tell the girls grooming routine.
As to why the pink haired brat noticed all of this so fast is unknown. Maybe it's her experience of wading through hundreds of pictures, editing them to please her "Clients", the men who believed they were purchasing pictures of her instead. After all, she had to ensure it was difficult to reverse image search them. Maybe all that know-how made her pick up on these things quickly. It's not known to her, instead, what is known, is her heart's incessant thumping as she sits at the door, trying to compose herself.
Slowly, after feeling her pulse drift back down, she hears the squeak of the tap, and the pitter patter of the shower droplets begin to subside. Snapping back to her senses,she gets up, moving away from the door and towards the living area, plopping down onto the chair in a slouch,waiting for her guest to enter. In order to make herself appear more casual, she turned theTV on, the hand of the clock edging closer to ten, little by little, tik by toc.
It seemed like an eternity before Harumin left the bathroom, wearing a casual shirt and her jeans, now rather dry with a towel around her head. "Ah, much better!" She exclaimed, approaching her host and sitting on the opposite end of the sofa. "What are you watching?" the guest asked idly, mainly focusing on her long auburn hair. "Oh, uh.. the news, apparently a lot of the place is flooded." Matsuri replied, a little startled by the question. 'What is with me?' She questioned herself.
"Shit, really? Ugh… great… Well, thanks again for letting me stay over, if there's anything I can do to make it up to you, just let me know." Those words made the pink haired girl's heart skip a beat, before her mind began to race. 'Why am I thinking of all this stuff? There's no way I could say that to her! I know I said she was my girlfriend before but those were just jokes!' as the girl's mind panicked, her body automatically came to shake her head, as if dismissing the notion of a favor being owed. While this may seem normal to some, it was never like Matsuri to pass up on being owed a favor.
As the homeowner was busy, attacking her own mind. Harumin began to scroll through her own phone, as if nothing was amiss. "Hey, how about we watch something less dull, like a comedy movie or something. I'd rather forget that one we saw earlier with the two lovebirds." the older girl said with a small chuckle, which seemed to bring Matsuri back into the room. "Oh, yeah, sure. Anything in mind?"
It was now halfway through the movie, the two had finished their popcorn. One watched the screen intently, while the other watched their friend, who was so engrossed in the movie that they didn't seem to notice her wandering gaze, constantly gazing back and forth from the corner of her eye, Matsuri just couldn't get her mind clear of the beautiful girl beside her. What was she feeling? Was it actual romance? Or was it lust, disguising itself after a buildup of self pleasure over the years.
Harumi shot a side glance over to the girl beside her. She had realized a bit ago that something was up, now putting the pieces together on exactly what it could be. But she couldn't just say it outright... No… that would be rude, also likely would make the girl try harder to hide it as well as deny it. She had to catch her essentially red handed and to do that, she had to play the same sort of game Matsuri was known to play, setting up conveniences that were to lure people in. She opened her shirt's top few buttons, rather casually as if she was just getting comfortable and waited.
It didn't take long before Matsuri would notice, her glances becoming ever more frequent as the lace of the girls bra peaked through the opening. Harumin could tell step one had worked, now she just had to wait a little bit before enacting step two. For the rest of the movie, she felt the girl's attention grow more and more to her. A slight smirk appeared across her face as she continued to watch the movie. 'Oh Matsuri… if only you realized you too were capable of being wrapped around someone's finger.'
As the movie ended, Harumi could tell the girl had spent more time watching her than the movie. 'Hmm someone must be thirsty.' she thought to herself, with a small chuckle. "Well, I think I'm getting a little tired. Is it ok to head to bed now?" she asked casually before Matsuri's senses heightened. "Oh, yeah sure. Are you fine sleeping in with me? I have a large bed, and this sofa isn't the best way for someone to sleep on."
Step two appeared to also be a success, as the girl smirked. Matsuri had kindly walked straight into Harumi's trap with little resistance. The girls made their way to Matsuri's room, where Harumin looked around for a few minutes, noting all her posters and music decor. Matsuri waited for Harumin, expecting questions that never came, before the girl slowly began to undress. "Oh, Matsuri, you don't have a shirt I could borrow, do you? I don't usually sleep with my bra on."
Matsuri could hear the blood pump in her ears as her heart-rate picked up. Her nervousness increased by the second. "Oh, uhm, not in your size I don't think. I'm rather small in clothes." the girl sheepishly replied as Harumi's back was turned, hiding her grin. "Oh that's fine then. Do you mind if I just sleep bare chested?" Harumin had the ability to appear natural as well, indicating nothing was up. Really, though, she was reveling in victory within her own mind.
She dropped her jeans, much to the joy of the pink haired brat as she bent over, purposefully teasing and showing off her matching black laced underwear. Next, slowly removing the rest of her shirt, before the moment came. Her puppies were unleashed from their clasp as her bra hit the floor, turning to see the still fully clothed Matsuri, somewhat staring. "Is something wrong Matsuri?" she'd ask innocently, causing the girl to jolt and come back to her senses. "Oh, no, I was just thinking about something, sorry." she'd say meekly, before beginning to undress herself.
Harumin watched the girl as she had watched her, only in a less conspicuous way. Matsuri's underwear was a lot less seductive, as she wore somewhat plain gray panties with a similarly plain gray t-shirt bra. Using the guise of making Harumin feel more welcome, the girl began to remove her own bra, as her face ran a little red, covered by the darker room, which was only illuminated by a small lamp on a bedside table. Harumin didn't need to see the girl's face to tell though, sensing it from her instead.
"Oh? I didn't mean for you to sleep like that either, you don't need to." Harumin spoke like a friend that cared. To be fair, she did, but she had plans and a character to play. That was something she was going to stick with. The pair made their way to the bed, turned up the covers and got in. Even if it was a double sized bed, there was little space between them, as Harumin had purposefully made it so part of her reached over to Matsuri's side.
She could tell the girl wasn't tired. Afterall, she knew of her late night video game antics, how she likely had gone along with it because she had suggested going to bed. Harumin closed her eyes, pretending to drift off to sleep. She could feel Matsuri staring at her as she 'slept'. This part of the plan was where things could fall apart as the ball was left entirely in the underclassman's court.
As silence engulfed the room, the shallow breathing of the girls was all that could be heard. The bold pink haired girl's heartbeat simultaneously speeding up and slowing down. 'I shouldn't do this… it's wrong… but maybe if I do, I can have my answer.' she thought to herself. "Harumin?" the girl said in a whisper, checking to see if the other was asleep already. From the lack of a response, it was safe to say she was.
Courage filled the brat, as she slowly moved closer to her older friend, planting a small kiss on her sleeping lips. As she moved back, seeing the girl's eyes wide open with a grin. "Took you long enough, Matsuri..."
- To be Continued. -