Hi there. This fic was never meant to be uploaded. It was made in good fun for a friend. We challenged each other to write the best one and I ended up on a time crunch. The reason I put it up now is simply that I figured why not. It would be a waste to keep this one locked up. It's not my best work, and I am unsure if I will ever write any more smut, but here it is anyway. Enjoy, and feel free to let me know how you liked it.

Usually, Okuu and Orin can take care of themselves when Satori herself is busy working. Usually being the operative word. Today is one of those occasions wherein the two of them got themselves in trouble with some neighbouring Onii—this one in particular was rather rough with them—and had gotten themselves all dirty.

Like two guilty pups, the both of them sit on their knees before Satori, a patch on the throbbing bump on their heads.

Looking down upon them with her arms folded, Satori sighs. She could tell they regret their actions. There is no need to further punish them.

"Alright," Satori began in a quiet voice. "I believe you two should get freshened up now. That… thing truly did drag you both through the mud."

"She was-... very mean…!" Okuu commented, rubbing the side of her head. "Who knew Onii could be so strong…"

"Well she was blonde," Orin added.

"Onyo… Blonde onii are stronger than normal ones?"

"I don't know-nya…"

Satori clears her throat. "That's enough for now. Please… Go and take a bath." She gestures to her right. "And to ensure you both behave… I'll ask Koishi to take care of you both."

There is nothing there for a moment. But as both pets blinked, the smiling visage of Satori's sister appears and disappears several times, her arms waving joyfully. "Hey! Hey! I'm also here! Yoo-hoo!"

"Yes, yes, you are," Satori dismissively grumbles. "Please. Go on ahead. I will be in my study."

As Satori calmly walks away, Koishi erratically appears and disappears all over the place before grasping the collars of both pets. "Oki-doki! Bath time, pet-people!"

…

With a sizeable splash, Okuu drops into the bath, going under the surface before coming up again with a beard of soap bubbles. She turns to Orin and Koishi, the former clinging onto the latter as one tries to push the other into the bath.

"G-Get in! It's just water! Water won't hurt you!"

Orin begs to differ and instead cries out loudly as Koishi finally managed to toss her in. She submerges and appears once more wearing a top hat and a funny moustache made out of soap bubbles. Okuu points at her and laughs… before Orin smackhed her cheek, causing the bubbles of both to be blown off.

Koishi proudly folds her arms and puffs her chest. "Coirsant," she states.

Okuu and Orin look between each other before looking back at Koishi… She's existing and not existing in a corner, constantly blinking in and out of reality in varying poses of excitement and desinterest.

After a while, Orin just decided to lick herself clean, considering Koishi isn't being very helpful in doing so.

Okuu, however, was a little less adaptable. She tugs on Orin's wrist. "Orin. Help me get clean. I don't know how to do this without Lady Satori…!"

"But it's really easy. You just stick your tongue out, lick yourself and-... That's it, really."

"No way… I'm not going to lick myself! I'm not a cat… You do it for me!"

There's a short pause. Orin sighs and leans in closer. "Alright. But only for a bit. Cleaning myself is already trouble enough…"

"Thank you Oriiin!"

"Don't mention it. Now. Hold still. This might tickle."

Having said that, Orin practically pounces onto Okuu, surprising the raven lightly. Both hands upon her stomach, Orin looks her pet partner over before considering her neck to be the most pressing spot in need of cleaning.

Her tongue out, she poked the tip against it, earning a soft chuckle out of Okuu. "T-That does tickle!"

Orin ignored her complaints and, after another experimental poke, began to lap her neck up and down with her tongue, washing away any 'filth' upon it. As she continued to do so, Okuu occasionally shot a short glance at Koishi in the corner. She's spazzing out, fading in and out of reality and warping around on the spot, getting halfway stuck in the wall on occasion. She appears to be quite distracted.

"Nothing special is happening there," Okuu thought.

As Orin's tongue passed Okuu's breast, she yelps lightly. A strange, warm and ticklish feeling shot through her as she ran across the centre for the briefest moment.

This reaction actually caused Orin to pause. "Hrm? What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

"N-No… No… I-... That felt-... weird… Could you try cleaning that spot again?"

Orin considered her option, but ultimately obliged. With her tongue, she laps across her breast, passing the centre for a near-equal reaction. "T-There it is again! That spot! Do it there again!"

Though she seemed to enjoy it, Orin still questioned her pet friend's odd reaction. After all, she had cleaned herself many times before like this and never did she feel any odd senses at all, not even when coming across her chest like she did with Okuu.

"Are you sure? That might not be healthy. We should ask Satori-Sama!"

As Orin stood up from the spot, a bunch of foam covered her body to hide her modesty. One foot already out of the bath, she felt a hand grasp her own, pulling her lightly back.

"N-No!" Okuu objected. "It's fine! I think. If it wasn't, Koishi-Sama would've said so!"

Both of them turn to Koishi. Four of them are blinking in and out of existence… One of them is upside down.

Orin seems unsure for a moment, but Okuu asures her it's fine with a pat on the back. "See!? Perfectly fine!"

"Well. I suppose you're somewhat right. Alright. Just a few more licks. But after that, no more! My tongue is getting tired."

Okuu pumps her fist gleefully, taking her victory in kind. She pulls Orin back into the bath and leans herself back, letting her chest lazily float onto the water's surface… or seemingly so. "Alright! I'm ready, Orin! Lick away!"

"You say it like you liked it a little too much…"

With a relenting sigh, Orin crawls up to Okuu, getting between her legs as her eyes are glued upon her erect teats. Her tail sways across the surface and its thin layer of foam upon it, circling the water and making little waves as she reconsidered her plan of attack.

Okuu lets out an impatient moan on the count of six. "C'moooon! Oriiiiiin!"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm… looking!"

Right as Okuu was about to voice her complaint again, Orin moved in, wrapping her arms around her waist and placing the centre of her tongue against the hardened knob. To help her hold her balance, Okuu moves her hands down over Orin's waist, resting her palms on her humble rear side.

With careful, subtle licks, Orin began to wash Okuu's body again, focusing solely on the pink spot right before her. Her tongue goes up and down over it, leaving a thin, shining trail of water and saliva mixed together, surrounded by a white ring of foamy soap water.

Initially, Okuu's strange and restrained moans worried Orin. Yet, her gentle and calm hold on her body stilled her concerns and raised her confidence to double her efforts. From careful little licks, Orin speeds up, letting the surface of her tongue trace over the teat. With each time it passed, her tongue pushed her breast up lightly before it slapped back down onto the water.

Okuu's face scrunched up into a strained expression, akin to holding back the urge to cry out in pain. Digging her nails into her feline friend's rear, she rests her chin between Orin's ears. "M-Mgh… Haa… Orin… That's really nice… Mmm!"

Unable to escape now, Orin continued to lap the one spot over and over again. Their instincts were kicking in. And neither of them were planning on backing off now. But even so, monotony was killing. Okuu grabbed Orin by the sides of her and moved her back to look her in the eyes. "T-There's another spot that feels nice when licked that I know. Could you-... lick me there too…?"

Orin hums in a light tone before shaking her head. "You first. I'm tired of licking now."

"Ehhhh!? But Oriiiiiin!"

"No buts! I want to be licked next! Don't make me smack you again, you stupid bird."

"Okaaaay…"

Orin sighed and was about to ask where exactly this spot was. But before she could even get a breath out, Okuu had pushed her off herself. Not only is she a head bigger, but she's also quite a bit stronger.

"H-Hey! Slow down!" Orin protested. "Wait, what are you doing!?"

Grabbing a hold of both of Orin's ankles, Okuu blindly charges in, lifting her legs up to lay Orin on her back in the bath. Struggling lightly against her pet partner's iron grip, Orin raised her hand up in an attempt to dissuade her. "S-Stop! Wait!"

Without even listening, Okuu takes a breath and stuck her tongue out. Both ankles held up high beside her, she pulled Orin's nether region to her face and blew out a warm, heavy breath against her damp snatch. "This is the spot I am going to lick now, Orin!" she declared with pride.

Once more, Orin protested. Protests that turned into unexpected moans as Okuu's tongue touched her damp folds. Like licking ice cream, Okuu laps her tongue against it with much force, pushing it from down below all the way up against her slit, all the way to her clit.

Each lick earned her a deep, unsatisfied moan from Orin, who grew more and more docile with each touch. Ultimately keeping both hands on her mouth, restraining her moans as best she could, Orin closed her eyes with a burning bright blush on her cheeks. "M-Mm. Hrm! Mmgh!"

One lick after another, each one more forceful than that last—or seemingly so, according to Orin—Okuu continues to lick the special place of Orin, taking her lack of struggling as a sign of doing things right.

The heat in her lower abdomen rising, Orin tries to cross her legs closed, but could barely even budge Okuu's arms. She slaps both hands away from her mouth and into the water, arching her back in the process. "N-Nyaa-aaa…! I-I feel really weird, Okuu! Something's coming out! Something's coming out!"

Of course, Okuu already knew about this 'something'. After all, whenever she would touch herself down there, this 'something' would feel amazing if it came out! So, in turn, she pulled her tongue back and instead took a big breath.

Momentarily caught off-guard, Orin snaps her eyes down at Okuu before crying out to the ceiling as Okuu pushed her lips against her moist slit, suckling on it like drinking the juices of a forbidden fruit, sweet and ripe like it were plucked from the Garden of Eden itself.

The constant wet slaps Orin made sent water in all directions. "Okuu-... This is-... Mnyaaa-... A-Aaah!"

She bucks her hips, wide-eyed from the overwhelming, unfamiliar sensation. A splash of her fluids wash through Okuu's mouth, filling it with an unfamiliar flavour. Unfamiliar, but certainly not unwelcome.

As Orin writhes around in her hold, Okuu suckles out the fluids to her best efforts, savouring the flavour as she went. When the well had finally dried, she releases Orin's ankles, letting her legs flop down into the water.

Orin pants with an arm over her eyes. "Okuu… That wasn't what I thought you were going to do. What even was that…?"

"I dunno!" Okuu flops down in the water right beside Orin. "But it felt fun, right?"

Raising an arm, Orin peeks at Okuu with a reluctant sigh. "Maybe a little. But next time, ask first!"

"Ehhh? But I did! I asked and you said 'Okay-nya!' in a really Orin-like voice."

"I don't say 'Nya' at all! Get your facts straight, you dumb bird!"

Heaving another sigh, Orin sat up and gave her friend a side-eyed glare. "I think we're clean now. Let's get out of the bath.

"Okay! Koishi-sama, we're-... O-Oh…"

Koishi is both existing and not existing at the moment. Now is a bad time to ask Koishi for anything.

…

All cleaned up, wrapped up in a towel, Orin and Okuu sat before Satori on their knees. While the former just stares with her tail swaying behind her, the latter carries her usual air-headed smile.

Satori seems unsettled about something. "Erm… Hrm… Hm…"

"What's wrong, Satori-sama?" Okuu asked, tilting her head. "Did we take the bath wrong?"

"I wouldn't say wrong, but…" Satori's eyes diverted to Koishi. She's not there anymore… or so anyone who looked thought.

Resisting the urge to groan, Satori pinches the bridge of her nose. "You two really did something out of the ordinary, you know? I'm not even sure I can condone this."

"Heh? But all we did was take a bath!" Orin interjected. "There's nothing wrong with that! Look! We're all clean now!"

Just as Orin was about to take off her towel, Satori raised her hand and snapped her sight the other way. "I don't need to see it, thank you. I know you two washed… each other properly. Just-... Don't do it like that again. Alright?"

Okuu pouts. "Ehhh? Why not? Is it because you say so?"

"It's because I say so. Now. Please. Go. I have some matter to attend to. Or at least I'll try to find one."

Both pets nod, unsure why Satori was so upset about the way they bathed. Koishi was fine with it, after all! So why wasn't she?

As they finally left, Okuu turns to Orin. "Onyo! I forgot! You haven't washed me properly with your tongue yet."

"Huh? Oh. I guess I haven't… But you didn't wash me more than down there either!"

"Well… Want to finish in my room?"

Orin places a hand on her chin. "Maybe… Hmm… Okay! Sure!"

"Yippee~!"