Chapter 3

"You've made quite a mess, Yumeko. Aren't you going to clean that up?"

Mary's thigh muscles clenched with the effort of keeping her legs from squeezing together. The feel of their fingers against her pussy was threatening to tear down her resolve.

She watched Yumeko's eyes as they darted from one piece of her clothing to the next. For a talented gambler like her, she sure is damn easy to read right now, Mary thought. She knew exactly what the other girl was thinking—she wanted to rip the blonde's uniform off. To her credit, Yumeko was persistent. This wasn't the first time she had tried to see Mary's bared body. But in this room, Mary made the rules; and rule number one was simple: Yumeko would never see her completely naked. That's just how things operated in this room. So long as they were in here, Mary always took the upper hand and Yumeko would always let her. It didn't stop her from occasionally testing Mary's dominance, though.

"Well?" Mary pushed. Before she even had time to think another thought, Yumeko thrust their intertwined fingers deep into her pussy. "Mmm…finally." She tilted her head back, closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of their fingers penetrating her. Yumeko always managed to surprise Mary with how quickly she was able to learn just what she liked.

Their bodies were still unbelievably close. She could feel the other girl's breasts rubbing against the buttons of her white uniform top. Dropping the hand that was covering the girl's mouth, she guided Yumeko's lips to the pulse point on her neck. Just as the house pet's weakness was the tops of her thighs, Mary's neck was hers. The girl already knew what to do. She could feel her painting her skin with her tongue. Long swipes interrupted by nips and bites—but nothing that would lead to visible marks on the skin (an unspoken rule, this time).

Mary could feel the tension in her body steadily rising. Yumeko was hitting a particularly sensitive spot inside her with their fingers. Fuck. She squeezed her eyes shut hoping that she'd be able to stifle the orgasm that the girl was coaxing out of her. But as much as she hated to admit it, the feeling of Yumeko's tongue combined with the steady pumping of their fingers was more than enough to get her off.

Just as her house pet's teeth sank into Mary's soft skin, the blonde's head snapped back, her body arching and contorting to fit against Yumeko's hovering figure. Her mouth was open in a silent moan, but the movement of her hips gave away her pleasure as they spasmed against their fingers. Her pussy was tight, squeezing both of them with enough force to keep them from moving the tiniest inch. After what felt like hours, her body began to slowly wind down from her orgasm.

The blonde finally opened her eyes when she felt Yumeko removing their fingers to gather up the juices that had coated her outer lips. The girl leaned back and laid down on the bed bringing Mary's still-wet hand with her. She watched with satisfaction as her house pet did as she said and cleaned up the mess she had made. Yumeko alternated between sucking on Mary's fingers and licking every last drop from her own hand.

"Did I do well, Saotome-sama?"

She let out a small giggle. "Good behavior always gets rewarded, Yumeko," the blonde sing-songed. The girl's red-tinged, lustful eyes lightened up at the words. She responded by opening her legs wide and planting her feet on either side of Mary.

Looking down at the absolute feast laid before her, Mary had no idea where to start. Yumeko's pussy was glistening from arousal, but her breasts were practically begging to be paid attention. Her gorgeous, shiny black hair was fanned out around her framing her curvy, full body. And oh—her lips…they were so plump and puffy; probably from sucking on their fingers. Mary just wanted to lay her body on top of hers, lean into those lips and kis-

Wait, no. Absolutely not. Mary wasn't thinking of doing that, was she? After all, she was the one who put rule number two in place…

Shaking those treacherous thoughts from her head, Mary grabbed Yumeko's hands and placed them on her own thighs. "If you move your hands at all, even just a little, I will stop," she warned as she pushed her legs out wider and settled in between her thighs. Mary looked up in time to see Yumeko nodding her head fervently and licking her lips in anticipation.

"Yes, Saotom-" The tongue swiping through her folds cut Yumeko's response short with a whimper. Mary smirked. Wanting to elicit more sounds from the girl, she molded her lips around the girl's clit and sucked. "Mmmnhf," Yumeko stifled another moan.

"Be careful, little one," Mary paused to circle her clit with her tongue, "Don't moan too loud or your precious Student Council President will hear you." The words were short and spoken with bitterness laced in her voice.

It was clear that Yumeko picked up on the sudden change in tone. Her eyebrows began to furrow and her mouth opened as if to argue. But before she could say anything, Mary moved her palms from under Yumeko's ass, wrapped her fingers around the girl's hips, and pulled. Her tongue was flat against the girl's clit as she tugged the girl's hips against her mouth.

It was more than enough to distract Yumeko from the sound of the whimpers she was letting out. Internally, Mary was relieved. She didn't want to hear what the girl was planning to say.

Trying to recover from her lapse in judgement, she decided to bury her words with more of Yumeko's stifled moans. She lifted her chin and slowly pressed two fingers at the girl's entrance. "Ohh…" She lashed her tongue against her clit. "Mmmm…" Curled her fingers. "Mmmnf!" Yumeko's fingers strained against her thighs, struggling to keep them from weaving into the blonde mane between her legs. Her face was flushed from the exertion; a natural glow lighting up her skin. Mary busied herself by increasing the pace of her tongue lest she admit something stupid (yet, again) to the other girl.

"Oh Saotome-sama, please? I'm going to come!" Yumeko's body was exuding pleasure. From the angle of her neck—head pressing into the pillows beneath her to her abdominal muscles, spasming from the force of her impending climax. It was a mental picture that Mary would save in her mind for lonelier times. "Please Saotome-sama!" But right now, there was a girl writhing under her tongue that could only reach release with her permission. The thought of dragging it out longer crossed her mind, but Yumeko did as she had asked, after all.

"Come for me, kitten."

The girl's hips shot off of the bed from the strength of her orgasm with Mary's mouth following suit; chasing the girl's pleasure with a soothing tongue. She watched those obedient hands grasping for purchase on the slinky material of her black leggings, but never once leaving her thighs. In acknowledgement of her good behavior, Mary lapped at the come dripping from her pussy—a taste that she would crave again, soon enough. Yumeko's eyes were screwed shut. Her mouth set in a sated smile, gasping through the aftershocks of her pleasure.

It was a long time before her hips finally settled onto the bed, again. Her arms hung limply at her sides from pure exertion. Her eyes still shut, but visibly relaxed.

Mary sat up from where she was lying, licking her lips of the essence coating her mouth. Adrenaline was still coursing through her veins, heart pumping from the thrill of topping the other girl. She watched the steady rise and fall of the girl's chest; the sated smile still lingering on her face. A soft sound escaping from her lips. Was she snoring?

"Yumeko?" she nudged the girl's leg with her hand.

No response.

Mary glanced at the clock sitting on her desk. 12:57 AM.

She looked back to the sleeping girl on her bed, "Well, shit."