Your Smell
Pairing: Himawari x Sakurako
Genre: Romance
Disclaimer: I do not own Yuru Yuri or any of its characters.
Author's Note: Decided to take a break from Rise a bit and go for my other favorite ship. Having two tsunderes as a pair is very amusing.
Enjoy!
Himawari invited Sakurako to her home to study. However, just like always, the dirty blonde is lazy and refuses to study unless Himawari does all the work. The bluenette is getting fed up with her childhood friend's laziness, yet she does it anyways. Furthermore, she hides her love for Sakurako deep inside her heart.
Today is another one of those days. Himawari let Sakurako inside, yet she smelled a little funny by the time she came in.
"Is that perfume?" Himawari asks.
"Oh was that it?" The blonde says. "Hahaha! I thought it was air freshener."
"You mean you sprayed all over yourself earlier? No wonder I couldn't stand the smell," Himawari say. "Go wash that now."
"Ahhhhh, fine!" Sakurako says. "If you say so, booby!"
"Excuse me?" Himawari gives her a dirty look.
"Go wash it for me!" Sakurako says.
"Do it yourself!" Himawari snaps.
"I'm going to shower anyways, so it's more work to actually put them in the wash and go shower," Sakurako states.
Himawari face palms. "You are so useless..."
After Sakurako tosses her clothes on the floor outside of the bathroom. The bluenette grabs the clothing and puts it in the wash, hoping the smell of perfume wears off. Why would Sakurako randomly grab some perfume anyways?
"Was it from Nadeshiko?" Himawari says to herself. "Could be since she herself has lovers."
Hours later, the uniform has been washed and dried. In the meantime, Himawari and Sakurako were trying to study, yet the dirty blonde resorted into playing games and eating junk food. Himawari just gave up at this point.
The bluenette just realizes that she's still in her school uniform and she has to bathe and change too.
"I'll be right back," Himawari says.
"Kay, I'll just be here, playing!" Sakurako doesn't even bother to give eye contact to her childhood friend as her eyes are solely focused on that game she is playing.
Himawari sighs and starts to stand up when she stops and thinks for a moment.
I need to make sure that uniform is all clean and doesn't reek of perfume anymore, she thinks to herself.
She goes to the laundry room to check if Sakurako's uniform is all clean, free of the perfume smell. Thankfully, it didn't reek of perfume, but...something inside Himawari is wanting to take a longer examination of the uniform. Maybe in more ways than anyone can imagine. Looking around, Himawari sneaks toward the living room. Kaede is sleeping at the moment, so it's a good time for the older bluenette to just sit down and take a whiff of Sakurako's uniform. She puts the cloth up to her face and smells it. A little of the perfume is still on there, but it was better than what it has smelled earlier. Still though, Himawari wants to smell it more. Just smell that lovely scent of Sakurako. She lies on her back, cradles the uniform to her large chest and takes another big whiff.
"Ohhhhh...it smells so good...!" Himawari lets out a soft moan. She squirms her thick legs together as she takes some more whiffs. "Sakurako...your scent is still there. Oh, yes...Sakurako..."
She clutches the clothing a bit tighter, cradling it as she sniffs it more and more. Her childhood friend's scent is the most magnificent thing she has ever smelled. It's her best friend and rival. No one else's.
"Sakurako...I love you...ohhhh..." Himawari lets out a moan again as she sniffs the uniform. She shifts herself so that she lies on her side, lifts her skirt up and digs her fingers under her own panties and caresses and fondles her own pussy. She is extremely wet from sniffing Sakurako's uniform.
"Sakurako...Ahhhhh...hoohhhh...you smell so nice...i don't know why I am like this but...!" Himawari moans. She clutches the uniform to her chest and masturbates more intensely. It's too much for her to bare. Is she really that turned on for sniffing just a simple uniform? Then again, Himawari is secretly in love with her childhood friend, so anything goes. "Ohhhh...hyah...oh, yes. Right there...ahhhn!"
Himawari grabs her clothed breast and starts to grope herself while fingering herself at the same time. However, touching herself in those two places makes her reach her limit sooner than expected.
"Oh, no...I'm going to cum...!" Himawari cries. "Sakurako...I love you...hyaaaaaah!"
With that, Himawari reaches her climax, spilling juices on the floor. She lies on her back, hand on her perfect tummy, the other on the side of her head, clutching the uniform.
"I'm a dirty girl..." Himawari is close to sobbing. "I'm sorry...Sakurako..."
The crying quickly ceases as Sakurako quickly rushes to the living room. "Himawariiii! I ran out of batteries for my stupid game! Would you kindly change them for me-WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH MY UNIFORM!?" As soon as she turns her head, she sees Himawari on the floor, holding her uniform.
Himawari takes notice and jolts upward and clutches the uniform to her chest. "I-it's not what it looks like!"
"Hahaha! You are a pervert, Himawari!" The dirty blonde says. "Big breasted pervert! That's what you are!"
"Stop making fun of me!" Himawari delivers a round house as soon as she fully recovers her strength. Sakurako ends up on the floor. "Besides, I only wanted to sniff it because it may have still smelled like perfume. Which it did...a little bit."
"A little!?" Sakurako turns to her rival and points at the puddle on the floor. "Then what do you call THIS!?"
"Th-that..." Himawari blushes and turns her head away to hide it. "It's none of your concern. What I do with it is my business."
"It's MY uniform you are holding!" Sakurako screeches as she points at the big breasted girl. "So it should be my business!"
"Don't care," Himawari tosses the uniform to Sakurako. "Get the rest of the clothing and hang it up for school tomorrow. I am going to take a bath now."
With that, she leaves the room and heads upstairs. Sakurako takes a look at the rather wrinkled uniform Himawari caused. She blushes at the thought of her big chested childhood friend holding it like that. And that puddle must have meant that she was masturbating with it. Himawri must be in love with Sakurako.
"Himawari..." Sakurako clutches the uniform and takes a whiff. "You smelled my scent. And now...I am smelling yours. I-is that what...love does to you...?"
For both Himawari and Sakurako, they will soon learn that it really is a love thing.
