That night, all that could be done was for them to console one another via text. Sayaka already was beginning to feel strangled by tides of shame and guilt, worse for the fact she had dragged her best friend into all of this. All because she couldn't keep a clear and clean mind and stop the blood from rushing to somewhere other than her head. Growling with frustration, she grabbed a pillow, screaming into it. She was afraid of the events that would eventually unfold. Sayaka would give anything to know who this despicable person was, just so she could beat the shit out of her. All would have to remain a fantasy for now and she pulled the duvet over her and shut off the light, nagged by the voice of that blackmailing bitch.

Madoka quietly was sobbing herself to sleep, huddled into a ball with her bunny doll. She feared what the person would make them do. She still had yet to experience intercourse and the thought of being driven to do that over someone's demands rather than love made her heart break more and more. Whatever would happen the next day, what mattered was that they kept each others heads and kept their eyes peeled.


Having entered into school, things seemed relatively calm, as if nothing had happened yesterday and it was all just a bad dream. That is until break time, just as the two had found each other for lunch, Madoka rummaged through her bag to find another note, bright pink highlighter again:

Break-time: Library - Poetry section

The two gulped, and as they got up to leave, a familiar face appeared.

"Why Sayaka, Madoka, you're not taking the time to have lunch?" asked Hitomi, a slightly tilted head in puzzlement.

"Err, Madoka wanted to look for a book in the library and I was going to help her" Sayaka drew out hesitantly. Having to lie to Hitomi hurt, especially since they were such good friends for so long.

"Would you mind if I came along? I need to find a book too for history classes" she said, clapping her hands in delight at the convenience of having company.

The two pondered, their cheeks growing red.

"W-Why sure, Hitomi. Why not?" answered Madoka, taking the tomboy by surprise.


"What the heck are we supposed to do now?" hissed the bluenette, leaning close the bubblegum haired gal as they walked.

"I-It's a big library, Sayaka. We'll find somewhere" she chuckled nervously.

"The history section is downstairs. I'll meet you in the study area once you find your book" informed the rich gal, as the friends headed upstairs.

"Cya soon, Hitomi" Sayaka whispered with a fake smile.

As soon as they made it to the upstairs, they saw there was a considerable amount of people. While not exactly crowded, there were enough people to detect their 'business'. Groaning with unease, they attempted to find the poetry section, around it seemed pretty much desolate compared to the other genres in the library. They walked right through to the end, it was seemingly claustrophobic with the tightly arranged shelving. They scanned the shelves, until a scrap piece of paper was seen poking out one of the fat hardbacks. Yanking it from the book, it was sure enough from the voyeur, being in it's bright pink writing.

Doggy style. Intercourse.

It was quite literally emphasized by the underline and the friends flushed furiously in response.

The bluenette snarled, crumpling up the paper "I swear when I get my hands on that freakin'...".

"Sayaka-chan" the bubblegum haired gal whispered, reaching up to hold her face in her hands, stroking along her cheeks softly to calm her. Their eyes locked and a strange feeling stirred in their stomachs, like butterflies.

"Madoka. We can't do this... It's not fair to you... to us" the tomboy whispered softly, her eyes clouded with sadness.

"Sayaka, if I want to give my first to anyone... it's you...". The revelation left the bluenette in shock, her heart pounding. "I thought that if we let our feelings for each other guide us, instead of this fear, maybe we can cope with it better too".

"Our feelings?" asked Sayaka, dumbly.

"Yes, Sayaka... I've liked you for a long time. I didn't say anything before, because I was certain that you saw me as a friend and nothing more and... I don't know what to think... how to feel with us doing this if... there's no real reciprocation of those feelings there. Please... just tell me how you feel" she confessed. Her eyes fixated to the floor, with her face turning the same shade as her bubblegum hair.

"I... I love you, Madoka. But, I'm scared of hurting you. That's the last thing in the world I'd ever wanna do".

Their voices came as a breeze to one another, like a relief, something that cooled a relentless fire, resembling their chaotic reign of emotions. For once, it seemed like things were open, truthfully. It was in fact the one secret that they'd kept from each other for so long, above all else they confessed to and confided in each other. There was an indescribable feeling of freedom: a weight had been lifted, the gnawing, numbing pain at their hearts had gone and the two exchanged loving smiles.

"There's a first time for everything, Sayaka, and I know you don't wanna hurt me... and you won't".

Madoka's voice had developed into that of a sensual nature and it resulted in a minor series of throbbing from under the tomboy's skirt. She gulped in response and the younger girl tugged her by her bow to the window sill, where she proceeded to lean, looking over her shoulder at the bluenette, who was becoming overwhelmed with erotic feelings, just by the sound of her 'girlfriend's' voice.

"We haven't got long" she continued.

It was certainly still in the library right now. All one could hear was the ticking clock, a few coughs and even pages turning. They'd have to be deadly quiet.

"You can see some people from between the shelving, right?" Sayaka inquired, in a hushed tone. Her love nodded. "Keep a look out".

At that, she dropped to her knees, inching down the bubblegum haired gal's panties and presses kisses to her thighs, urging a couple of restrained sighs and warm hums of approval. Smiling, her face on fire, her kissing became more bold and eventually,her lips found Madoka's moist ones. Madoka's breath hitched, feeling Sayaka's lips and tongue explore her. They swept along her sensitive skin, soaking up her 'natural' lubrication, exciting her immensely. Still, the bubblegum haired gal kept on the look out for possible passers by. The tomboy was already sporting a firm erection under her skirt, clear as day and it took every ounce of composure for her not to touch it once. Madoka took a second to look down from the windowsill, out at the students below.

Having teased her love's pussy enough, Sayaka arose and positioned herself behind her, practically hugging her, thrusting her member against Madoka's buttocks. The bubblegum haired gal couldn't help but giggle quietly at the tickling sensation of the member against her rear. Suckling her fingers, Sayaka eased one into the pig tailed girl and she let out a surprised gasp at the sensation.

"You okay?".

Madoka's heart warmed to the tone of concern from Sayaka and she nodded.

"Y-yeah... Keep going, Sayaka-chan" she mewled endearingly, panting at the gentle thrusting. The sensations were so strange, yet pleasant. She tightened around the adventurous finger, curling and twisting inside her, looking for that weak spot. Caressing and stroking, Madoka soon let out a whimper, blushing deeply and Sayaka grinned deviously, inserting a second finger and proceeding to rub that spot. the pig tailed gal's legs wobbled with euphoria and her hips appeared to wave and buck, backing into the bluenette's.

Grunting quietly, Sayaka withdrew her fingers and suckled them happily, savoring the sweet taste, before taking her dick and guiding it to her entrance. She reached over and stroked Madoka's hair softly.

"I love you".

"I love you too, Sayaka".

Consciously reluctant, Sayaka remained at bay for a minute, chewing her lip. Was she really going to do this? Her dick was unbearably stiff and the sight of her best friend submitting to her like this was yanking constantly at her patience and self-restraint. She took that moment to listen out for any impending footsteps close by, but it appeared totally clear. The bluenette gulped, frozen in her place, hypnotized by the erotic breathes of Madoka, as she leaned on the window sill. Noticing the delay, Madoka reached underneath for her throbbing length, taking the tomboy by surprise.

"Scardey-cat" she teased with a grin. With that, Sayaka gently rubbed the head of her cock between her soaked lips and began slowly pushing into her. The sensation drew out a struggled gasp from the tomboy, as she felt her organ tingle and twitch under the tight grasp of her friend. Even with the preparation, Madoka was still taken aback by how big her friend was and chewed her lip, holding back a groan and even whine of pain with all she could muster. Sayaka continued until she was deep inside her and leaned to hug her to her, nuzzling her upper back with her cheek. It felt so incredible. So hot.

"I'm sorry" she whimpered, staying still.

She remained still, allowing for the bubblegum haired gal to find a sense of comfort in the new experience. There's no doubt it had stung her and the fulfillment was very alien to her, but there bore a gradual escalation of pleasure from the penetration and, as soon as she felt ready, she nodded to Sayaka. As if she were handling priceless china, the bluenette was careful, soft, in her handling of her, as she started to thrust in and out.

Now, the pig tailed babe couldn't help but express sighs and quiet gasps of euphoria, as her friend took her. She cooed and shivered in delight at the tomboy's soft hands caressing her sides and, eventually, slipping up her school top to grasp and fondle her small breasts.

Had they been in a hotel or at home alone, the two would've let their voices flee from their throats with tremendous volume, but their sounds were chained, deep down, to their gut, making sure they didn't allow a single exclamation of pleasure escape them. Licking her lips, Sayaka tweaked her girlfriend's nipples, resulting a playful scowl directed at her. Of course she had to invite her teasing nature along with her. However, upon that realization, she also felt an odd sense of trust and security: Knowing that her first wasn't just given to anyone, it was Sayaka.

The two were warmed by the beams of the sunlight shooting in from the window and a bizarre aura seemed to engulf them. Oddly romantic, considering their circumstance. Time had stopped to allow them to appreciate each other, to please each other.

"F-Feels so good" whispered Madoka, her sweet voice laced with carnal thirst.

Suddenly, the bubblegum haired gal found herself clasping a hand over her own mouth in fright and panic, as she felt Sayaka begin pumping her cock into her at a harder, faster rate.

"S-S-S-Sayaka!... Wait! No!".

The tomboy had clearly lost herself too much to the moment and small claps sounded, as a result of their flesh's contact meeting at a rapid speed.

"Sayaka!... No, someone will hear".

She couldn't deny the raging projections of electricity that coursed through her veins. She felt her internal walls squeeze and clasp around Sayaka. Everything from her toes to her fingertips seemed to buzz with excitement. The tingling was building up in her lower regions, into a wave, bigger and bigger. She could feel her climax approaching.

Each thrust sounded wetter and wetter, becoming louder, but the bluenette couldn't control herself. Her paws left her friend's shirt and she grasped at Madoka's hips. She hadn't noticed before about her friend's cute little butt and she was becoming hypnotized. By her shape, her sounds. She was close. She could feel the release any moment.

"Sayaka! Madoka!".

Immediately the pair tensed up. Hitomi was walking along the sections quickly and they could just make out her swaying hair and polished shoes, as she strolled along to find them. Madoka squeaked as she felt herself be pushed further up to the window sill, with Sayaka right behind her, still throbbing inside her. Both were teetering on the edge of orgasm and grimaced, as they heard the delighted tone of their lily haired friend finding them.

"There you are. I was looking for you two. Did you find your book?".

"Y-Yeah, we found it" Sayaka said, almost through clenched teeth in frustration. "Took notes".

Madoka on the other hand couldn't speak at all. She was absolutely dumbstruck, horrified, knowing their friend was not so far away from them, talking casually, and Sayaka was still inside her.

"What's happening outside?" Hitomi pondered, slowly coming closer. Both of the girls became redder and kept their faces to the window.

"N-Nothing. We just think it's a nice day out, wish we weren't cooped up in here studying" Sayaka explained, shivering a little in fear now.

If their friend had come close enough, she would discover Sayaka's secret... and what exactly she was doing to her dear Madoka.

"Yes, it is lovely weather. Well the sooner we get our work done, we can enjoy the last of the sunshine. Are you coming?" the posh girl asked, turning to leave.

"I was coming" Madoka thought bitterly, surprising herself with such a dirty thought.

"We'll tag along in a sec. We'll meet you back in class" the bluenette assured, waving.

Hitomi seemed to let out a sigh of disappointment and she wondered away. Pity and guilt was for later. Right now, the both of them were steaming with embarrassment and arousal. Looking about them, listening out, checking to see if the coast was clear, the two resumed their love-making. Sayaka was relentless now and Madoka attempted to hold in her moans and squeaks of ecstasy.

"G-gonna cum..." the bubblegum haired gal whimpered, clutching at the window sill desperately, feeling her legs about to give way.

The bluenette was grunting, quite fiercely now, as she tried to keep quiet her movements and sounds. The animalistic noise and the surge of strength in Sayaka's thrusts drove Madoka over the edge and she came, shaking and whining quietly.

"S-Sayaka!...".

"Madoka!".

Soon after, the bluenette felt her own release and came inside her, panting hard. The sensation of the tomboy's release sent waves of pleasure through the bubblegum haired girl and she expressed a satisfied sigh and moan.

Having a long moment, pausing to collect their breathe and savor the delicious sensations, the two smiled lewdly at each other. Garnered enough energy after their 'secret' time, Sayaka pulled out with ease. Pulling up her panties, Madoka spun around and threw her arms around the tomboy, pulling her into an aggressive kiss.

Maybe these escapades weren't going to be so bad after all.