"Yuu—Yuu what are you doing?" Nejire whispers nervously at Yuuyu's back, her shiny black heels click click clicking against the floor with each hurried step.
"Shh, just follow me."
Nejire has been a mess of nerves and anxiety since they arrived at the party. And the party is massive, which is to be expected from one of the top hero agencies in the country.
The main lobby of Ryukyu's agency is decked to the nines with lights and garland and holiday decorations as far as the eye can see. Yuuyu can still hear one of the sidekicks making a joke about dragons having a thing for shiny and expensive things. Nejire had laughed at the joke, even cracked a smile for one of the photographers running around taking pictures.
But the instant she saw the stage, where she would soon be addressing the entire agency, she began to look more and more panicked. Yuuyu realized she needed to do something about it the second she saw Nejire begin to bite at her nails, eyes distant as she stared off into nothing.
Yuuyu would never understand Nejire's self doubt, but she was more than happy to help alleviate it in any way she can.
They head down a familiar hallway lined with offices for sidekicks and interns, and Yuuyu hooks a right at the very end of the hall before pushing open a door and quickly ushering the both of them inside.
"Why are we–?" Nejire starts to ask, her pretty lavender brows furrowed in confusion.
But Yuuyu doesn't give her time to talk, or think for that matter. She kisses her, soft and sweet, as she pushes Nejire back against the door. It's the steady exhale, the soft sign of release as she falls into the kiss that tells Yuuyu she's got her.
"When I was an intern I used to come hang out in this room when I needed a break from everything." She offers another quick kiss before pulling back. "You've been a mess since we got here. I want you to enjoy your night, angel. So… let me help you with some of this nervous energy."
Nejire looks confused for another half second before it dawns on her and Yuuyu drops to her knees. "Here?" she asks, breathless already.
Yuuyu slides her hands up Nejire's thighs and under the hem of her dress. It's a beautiful dress. Red, short, and backless with a pretty red bow tied at her lower back. She's a gift, the perfect present tied with a bow. Yuuyu's excited to unwrap her.
"Yeah, right here."
Nejire's hands move to Yuuyu's shoulders when she slips her fingers underneath the band of Nejire's underwear and effortlessly slides them down her legs. Nejire lifts one foot and then the other to step out of them. She's already relaxing with Yuuyu at her feet, the lines of tension fading away entirely even as she grins down at Yuuyu pocketing the pretty purple panties.
"Maybe I do need this." Nejire laughs. "Didn't realize how much I liked the idea of possibly getting caught until now."
"Just imagine what it would do to your good girl image if they ever saw you riding my strap." Yuuyu grins against her thigh, mostly hidden by the skirt of the dress, and plants a kiss where her skin is the softest. "You tend to get loud, angel. There's a good chance someone will hear us."
Nejire laughs again and Yuuyu hears the soft thunk of her head hitting the back of the door. "Good for them."
"That's my girl."
Yuuyu kisses a trail up one milky white thigh and then moves to the other. They can't take too long, or someone really will come looking for them. But Yuuyu doesn't see anything wrong with enjoying herself a little in the process.
She hooks Nejire's leg over her shoulder, pressing her further against the door and trapping her between it and Yuuyu's mouth.
"Yu." Nejire gasps, painted nails raking down Yuuyu's neck at the first hungry swipe of her tongue.
She's warm, light and sweet where those same lavender hairs frame the full lips of her pussy. Nejire is slick, needy, as she rolls her hips down when Yuuyu presses the flat of her tongue against Nejire's clit. It's a drug all its own to hear the way she pants, moans trapped behind her own hand as she grinds against Yuuyu's mouth.
The nails at her neck sink deeper, clawing searing lines from the back of Yuuyu's neck to her shoulder when she drags her thumb between slick lips to tease at the steadily swelling clit.
"Pretty." Yuuyu smirks, lips shining as she licks them clean. "Make that noise again." She teases, and Nejire's smile makes her already weak knees crumble into dust on the floor.
She's stunning. Yuuyu has that singular thought every time Nejire looks at her like this. If they were home they could take their time and enjoy themselves. Yuuyu could pull Nejire apart, and be pulled apart in return, without any rush, any risk of being found when people realize one of their star heroes is missing from the party.
But they don't have time, at least right now, and Yuuyu is determined to pull every ounce of stress from Nejire's body in the time they do have.
The rest can wait until they get home
"Ride my fingers," She says, slipping another alongside the first just as Nejire opens her mouth to speak. "And tell me how great you are. I wanna hear every word, or I stop."
She gasps as a shudder rips through her like a rock skipping over calm water. Yuuyu can feel it under her finger tips, the subtle tremor in her thighs. It's intoxicating. And then Neijire moans, hips rocking down to push Yuuyu's fingers deeper, a shaky gasp following right behind it.
"Yu, I… I don't think I can." she groans, head once again hitting the door while her hips continue that slow grinding motion.
"Oh I think you can. I know you can."
Yuuyu curls her fingers, adding that steady pressure she knows drives Nejire crazy, and hikes the hem of the dress up Nejire's stomach for her to hold. "Now, get to it."
Nejire groans again, equal parts frustration and pleasure, but does exactly as she's told anyway.
"I'm–I'm smart." she starts, and Yuuyu hums as she drags her tongue over the now swollen clit.
"Mhm, what else?"
"Strong? Shit, I'm strong… oh my go–really strong, I'm really strong." She pants out when Yuuyu moves her fingers faster, lips wrapped around her clit.
"Good girl. Keep going."
Yuuyu gives her full attention to the clit throbbing against her tongue. She sucks at it gently, just enough suction to make Nejire lose control of her voice and moan nice and loud for her. Nejire continues to do as she's told. She rattles off all her strengths and redeeming qualities between moans and gasps, all while Yuuyu fucks her with slick soaked fingers and an eager tongue.
"Fuck yeah. That feels so good, Yu." She babbles to herself between affirmations of I'm compassionate. I'm capable. I'm worthy. I'm fucking hot–god damn it, Yu, I can't think of anymore!
And as promised, Yuuyu stops when the affirmations stop. Which just makes Nejire huff at her, those shaking fingers fucking up her perfectly styled hair in retaliation.
"You must really want someone to know what went on here, huh?" Yuuyu jokes, but the way Nejire's pussy clenches around her fingers says she really likes the idea. "Nasty girl."
"I'd like it even more if you'd let me cum some time soon." She shoots back with a pout. Yuuyu opens her mouth to say something smart when they both hear the tell tale click click clicking of heels in the hallway.
Nejire's eyes go wide as she attempts to drop her leg from Yuuyu's shoulder, but Yu ain't havin' it. Instead, she grabs Nejire's thigh and presses her weight forward to keep Nejire trapped against the door. The look she gets, like she's lost her fucking mind, makes Yuuyu grin.
She pulls Nejire's fingers from her hair and instead places the hand over Nejire's mouth, before placing her own finger over her lips. Shh.
Nejire shakes her head, hand still over her mouth as she turns her head to listen for the steadily approaching footsteps. Yuuyu laughs, not at all trying to lower her voice, and pulls Nejire fully against her face to eat her out like the stunning woman in front of her is her last meal.
Those pale eyes roll back into Nejire's head as Yuuyu does away with the games and gives her full attention to getting Nejire off while their surprise audience approaches.
Yuuyu's fingers are dripping, soaked from the way Nejire continues to ride them even as her heart races at the idea of them getting caught like this. Every sound is suddenly so loud it's near deafening. The sound of Nejire's moans contained behind her hand and the accompanying panting as she struggles to control the volume while Yuuyu's hands and mouth literally drive her up a wall.
She hears her name half moaned behind Neijire's fingers, and the only thing Yuuyu can think of is making Nejire cum so hard she can't stay quiet no matter how hard she tries. Her left hand is wrapped around Neijire's thigh to keep her balanced, fingers gripping the smooth skin and honed muscle hard enough to leave finger shaped bruises when all of this is said and done.
Yuuyu's right hand snakes up Nejire's stomach and underneath the soft fabric of her dress. She's got one of those backless bras on tonight, the kind that form to the body and stay in place without straps. It's convenient, pretty even, but it's in the way so Yuuyu slips her finger under the edge of the bra to spread warm fingers over Nejire's breast.
It's heavy and full, with a pretty little nipple surrounded by the palest areola Yuuyu has ever seen. She's been obsessed from the moment she first saw Nejire topless. Her thumb brushes past that peaked nipple, already hard and practically begging for attention, and the subtle motion makes Nejire's body jerk against her.
She pushes her breast more fully into Yuuyu's palm while she drops her hips. It fills the room with the sound of Nejire's heavy breathing and the shuffling sound of her moving against the door while she fucks herself exactly how she likes on Yuuyu's fingers. The footsteps move closer and then stop, the echoing clicking of the heels suddenly stopping just outside the door. But Nejire is oblivious to it, or maybe she's so desperate to finally get off that she just doesn't care. Because she doesnt stop.
If anything Nejire picks up the pace.
There's a soft voice outside the door, one Yuuyu can't quite make out other than the first few words of "I thought I saw her…" before Nejire has her complete attention again. Whoever it is can wait, and if they get caught… Well, it's hardly the worst thing to be caught doing at work.
Nejire's body is tense, muscles straining as she moves. She's close, right on the edge, and Yuuyu knows exactly what she needs to finally push her over it.
She drags a nail over Nejire's nipple before quickly pinching it between her fingers. It makes Nejire cry out, a sharp sound that anyone on the other side of the door couldn't possibly miss. But it doesn't stop Yuuyu from curling her fingers forward over and over, putting pressure against the spot that makes Nejire's knees go weak. It doesn't stop her from dragging her tongue over Nejire's clit, flushed and swollen and peaking out from between her slick lips and lavender curls, and letting her hold Yuuyu's head in place as Nejire desperately rides her tongue until her body is shaking.
Nejire cums with a bitten off moan, her body twitching against Yuuyu's tongue and around her fingers. She can even feel her clit pulsing sweetly against her lips. She sucks in a ragged breath, like her lungs have forgotten how to draw in air until this moment, and Yuuyu slowly lowers her leg back down until she hears the faint click of the heel hitting the floor.
Yuuyu sits back, knees aching, to see her handy work. Nejire looks absolutely wrecked. Her hair is a mess and her face is flushed. Her lips are red and swollen from biting them and her thighs are already starting to bruise. Nejire leans heavily against the door, that loopy post sex smile on her face that always makes Yuuyu's stomach do flips.
Nejire is so fucking beautiful it hurts.
"You are incredible." She blurts out like the love sick puppy she is. And Nejire's smile grows wider before she leans down to plant a kiss on Yuuyu's lips with an all too happy sounding, "I was just about to say the same thing to you. I came so hard I saw stars, Yu."
She giggles, cute and sweet, and helps Yuuyu off the floor so they can kiss again. Yuuyu can still taste her on her tongue and fingers, can smell her like she's still between Nejire's legs, and it takes everything she has for Yuuyu not to just suggest they go home. She wants to be naked and tangled together in bed, not at some fancy hero party.
And, of course, because Nejire can read her mind, she says, "After I do my speech and we see everyone, let's go home early. I wanna repay you for taking such good care of me."
Yuuyu's brain goes into complete shut down mode. She nods in agreement because she's in no condition to speak, and Nejire laughs again before checking them both over one more time. Once she deems them acceptable, they both return to the party as if she didn't have Nejire damn near in tears while riding her face.
Someone walks by with a tray of drinks and Yuuyu plucks two off and hands one to Nejire just as a familiar voice comes calling from somewhere to their right.
"There you are!" Ryukyu shouts happily as she parts from the crowd of gathering heroes. "I was looking everywhere for you, dear. Oh my goodness, you look gorgeous! You're absolutely glowing!" Yuuyu tries to hide her smile as Nejire blushes from the tips of her ears to her toes.
"We are all looking forward to your speech tonight! I was a little worried when I couldn't find you earlier, and I'm pretty sure I nearly walked in on some interns making out in the back offices while looking for you." Ryukyu laughs.
"I apologize for making you worry! I stepped away to clear my head for a second." Nejire elbows Yuuyu in the side when she nearly chokes on her drink trying not to laugh. "I'm definitely ready to present now."
"That's wonderful! I'll see you up there, and enjoy the party you two!"
Nejire gives her another elbow when she sees the grin on her face.