Everything about this was dangerous. Very, very dangerous.
The bottle of wine that she had managed to convince Izumi was a gift from All Might, and that it would be cool if they drank it here if they didn't go out or have too much, was probably not as full as it should have been. That slight bitter taste of alcohol was still on Itsuka's lips as she stared at Izumi. They were sprawled out on the couch, watching a movie that Itsuka was not paying much attention to.
Without the wine this would be just like any other night where she and Izumi were close, just being lazy, eating some food, watching a movie. But, with that slight taste of alcohol giving her just that slightest excuse, and the words of Hawks echoing in her mind, the simple gesture of Izumi's long muscular legs laying on top of Itsuka's lap was oh so very dangerous.
She wanted to grab onto those thick meaty thighs, bury her face in them and grab a hold of Izumi's ass. It was Izumi's fault too. Save for the girl's swimsuit top, Izumi was shirtless. Those absolutely splendid melons were on full display, and with how Izumi was laying, head to the side, the straps were loose allowing just the slightest, tantalizing peek at Izumi's nipples. Itsuka had seen them once or twice before, those soft nubs and Izumi's bare breasts were embedded into the deepest parts of her mind as a precious mammary memory.
And tonight, Ituska was going to add to that collection. And start many new and wonderful memories with Izumi. Like their first kiss. What would it be like to kiss Izumi? Her lips looked soft. And Izumi's hugs were always warm and full of energy. She bet that Izumi's kisses were a thousand times more magical than her hugs.
And it was time to find out.
Ituksa bit her lip and grabbed at her shirt, pulling it up over her head and tossing it to the ground along with all of her reluctance, leaving her in only a pair of shorts and the bra she had worn that day.
"So wine makes you strip?" Izumi looked at her, a dopey smile on her face as she laid there, completely unaware of just how sexy she was right now. Itsuka could feel Izumi's eyes roam over her body, now very aware of the attraction the other girl felt for her. Or maybe that was the wine talking. Izumi let out a giggle and bit her lip. "That'll be good to know."
"It doesn't just make me strip." Itsuka gave a laugh and then leaned over, sandwiching herself between Izumi and the back of the couch. She placed a single arm around Izumi's waist and rested her head on the same cushion Izumi had been using. They were so close now, so very close, Izumi's head was inches away from her own, and her hand was freely touching Izumi's stomach. "It also makes me a cuddle monster."
"Oh." Somehow, Izumi managed to stutter that single word. Her face was very, very red. How far could Itsuka take this? She felt unstoppable. "Umm, can you, still see the movie?"
"Oh, I'm plenty entertained," she whispered in Izumi's ear, making certain that the girl felt her breath on her neck. Izumi gasped. And Itsuka made another move. She slid her hand upwards, purposefully, slowly, unrelentingly towards those ever coveted melons on Izumi's chest. This was it. She was going to grab a handful of them.
"Itsuka." Izumi's voice was quiet, and Itsuka couldn't see her friend's face.
"Should I stop?"
Izumi sat up. Oh. Was this it? Was she wrong? Did she go too far and, wait what was Izumi doing? Izumi had her hands in front of her chest, arms crossed as she grabbed onto the bottom of her sports bikini and pulled it over her head, tossing it and Itsuka's fears away.
Izumi laid back down again, this time face to face with Itsuka, her large breasts bouncing from the sudden movement. But, Itsuka's eyes weren't on Izumi's breasts, they were on the girl's face. Izumi was biting her lip, and smiling, while looking absolutely adorable. It was like Izumi had turned up the seduction to 10. Izumi squeezed her breasts between her elbows and wiggled a bit. "Well."
"I think wine turns you into a tease," Itsuka muttered, trying not to let her mouth just drop. For a moment she was frozen, eyes locked on Izumi's face. What did this mean? Well, she knew exactly what it meant, it meant that Izumi was at least willing to consider the idea of having a sexual relationship with her.
Itsuka moved forward, not just with her hand, though as she grabbed an oh so generous handful of Izumi's golden globes she felt pure bliss, but with her face as well. Their legs tangled into a knot, skin touching skin in every way possible, years of lust turning into sharp gasping breaths of desire. Their lips met, neither one of them knew how to kiss, but that didn't matter, not in the slightest.
They were kissing. And there was only a slight taste of alcohol and popcorn.
Itsuka felt Izumi, her body trying to move closer as that kiss grew and grew, her leg fell over Itsuka's own, while the girl's calloused hands moved down her back. Izumi's nipples grew hard under Itsuka's grasp, as though begging her to try and grab them, to tweak them and tease them and make Izumi moan. Her other hand was tangled deep in Izumi's hair, earning her a whimpering moan and soft nibbling lip bites.
They broke apart, Itsuka leaning over Izumi with one arm braced against the armrest of the couch the other touching Izumi's face. She never wanted to stop touching Izumi. And Izumi felt the same. Her hands were on Itsuka's stomach, moving up and down as though in awe of the girl but making their way steadily lower to the girl's pants.
"Izumi." Itsuka swallowed, gathering up all the sexual energy inside of her and forcing it out into a burst of confidence. This was it. This was where her life would change forever. "I love you."
Izumi blinked. Then she blinked again, tears appearing in her eyes as they grew wider and wider, while her cheeks grew redder. Then she slapped her hands over her face. "Don't say stuff like that! It caught me off guard."
"Huh?" Well there went the mood. "I'm sorry?"
"No!" Izumi flailed. "Don't be sorry! You just made me way to happy! I love you too Itsuka! I have for a long time, I'm fairly certain you're the reason why I'm a lesbian and I was really excited to spend this week with you, but this is just making me way to happy I don't even know what to do with myself, I mean I want you to be naked, and I want me to be naked, and I want to do all kinds of fun stuff with you, but I just don't even know where to start!"
"Have I ever told you you're adorable when you ramble?"
"No, but thanks for reminding me that I was rambling."
"You wanna get naked and have an awkward first lesbian experience?"
"With you I don't think it would be awkward," Izumi said with a straight face. "And it won't be the last right?"
"Far from it." Itsuka leaned down and gave Izumi yet another kiss. This one seemed to magically make things like her bra, shorts, and panties vanish.
AN: Itsuka Mini story end! Fear not, there will be more cute Izumi x Whatever girl I feel like later! I'm feeling Mei tho :D!
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