P.E. was one of the few classes Miko genuinely looked forward to during the day. It wasn't having to solve math problems or having to read a page from a book in front of her class, P.E. simply involved stretching, warming up, and engaging in various daily activities. Plus, it was conveniently one of the final classes they had for the day.
She enjoyed the physical exertion, whether it was the focus of running laps or the sensation of her hamstrings stretching. It always had a way of clearing her mind.
There was another reason to like P.E., and that was because of Hana. They shared all their classes, but P.E. was the only time of day where Miko would get to see her physique showcased in the locker room and watch Hana's assets in movement. Miko didn't consider herself a pervert or anything of the sort. Looking up Hana's skirt or feeling her up randomly.
Sure, there were times during the day that she would steal glances at Hana's chest or a quick look at her butt whenever she stood from her chair. However, it seemed Hana never noticed. At least Miko thinks she didn't.,
She appreciated Hana's curves, like the graceful curve of her collarbone, subtly visible above her neckline, or how her skin peeked through the white shirt, slightly damp from the exertion. Miko watched as Hana jumped to shoot a basketball into the hoop; Miko wasn't sure if Hana made the shot, her attention was drawn to Hana's chest as she landed back on her feet.
"Oh come on, that totally should have gone in!" Hana exclaimed, exasperated, as she missed another shot and watched the ball bounce off the rim of the hoop before coming down and bouncing away.
"I think you're better suited for this, Michiru. If you weren't a model I think you'd make a good basketball player. Don't you guys think so?" Hana asked Yuria and Miko as she wiped away sweat from her forehead.
"I think she's better off being a model, but I guess I could see her being one of those tall American basketball players," Yuria remarked.
Miko took a moment to register that Hana had spoken, simultaneously realizing she had been staring at Hana for too long. Yuria, Michiru, and Hana were all looking at her, waiting for a response. Swiftly shifting her gaze to the ball that had bounced away, Miko replied with whatever came to mind.
"You're pretty, Michiru. I do agree with Yuria, I think you could end up being a professional super…model." She trailed off. On the other side of the gymnasium a spirit with a slender hunched over figure, jagged skin and twice the size of the basketball hoop ripped off the head of another spirit.
The victim's body burst into a cloudy haze, sending the head flying through the air. Landing inside the mouth(?) of another spirit seemingly fused to the top of the gymnasium roof. The spirit bellowed out what seemed like a cheer at making the shot while running around wildly.
Miko turned back to them, her expression blank, as Michiru approached her and boldly took hold of Miko's hands. The spirit that stuck to Michiru obstructed Miko's view, she couldn't tell whether it was because of the comment or something else.
"I think you're beautiful too, Miko." Michiru whispered into her ear as she leaned down. Her words were just loud enough for Miko to hear but not for anyone else.
Miko already felt uncomfortable from what she had just witnessed, and now, with what Michiru had just said to her and hand-holding in the midst of a crowded gym, she began to blush. The discomfort grew, especially as she overheard some people commenting on how close she and Michiru had become, with other students watching them. Miko even caught what she believed was a glimpse of annoyance on Hana's face from just behind Michiru's blonde hair.
"Uh I'll go get the ball." Miko hastily said as she gently pulled her hands free from Michiru's grasp, leaving her standing there. Why do these things always happen to me? She thought to herself.
With a sense of relief, even if only for a moment, she headed to retrieve the basketball that had bounced away from the group. Upon recovering the ball, Miko walked back to them at a leisurely pace. She noticed Hana leaning on the smaller Yuria for support, surrounded by Michiru and a couple other students. It seems to Miko like Hana had the case of hunger pangs.
Miko reached the small gathering of people who now included the P.E. teacher, who were checking on Hana to make sure she was okay. "Here she is, Yotsuya-San, Can you take Yurikawa-San to the infirmary please." The teacher asked with a calm demeanor, yet the worry was evident in his voice.
Miko glanced between Hana, who was still leaning on Yuria, and everybody else. Stepping forward as classmates made way for her, she said. "Sure, I got her from here, Yuria," as she took Hana from Yuria, wrapping Hana's arm around her own shoulder.
"Okay, everybody, clear out. Get back to what you were doing," The male teacher called out.
"Hope you get better Hana," One student called out.
"Hey, Miko, be careful around Hana, make sure she doesn't eat you up," Another student called out in a playful tone.
"Michiru and I will come by after class to check in with you, feel better okay, Hana," Yuria said to her friend, who weakly gave her a thumbs-up.
"Yotsuya-San, it's fine if you and- ," he was interrupted by Michiru, who was still there, now standing beside Miko and Hana. "Yoshida Sensei, may I accompany Miko to the infirmary?" She asked.
Hana interjected, "Sensei, if it's okay with you, I'd like just Miko to take me, she can handle it, it won't be too far from here anyways." Hana spoke up with a feeble tone.
Miko's curiosity was piqued, it's not that she was opposed to taking Hana to the infirmary, but for her to request that it only be herself was a bit odd to her. She figured she could ask about it on the way there.
Yoshida Sensei gave it a brief thought, glancing between the three girls in front of him. "Well, if it's fine with you, Yotsuya-San, I don't mind," he said.
Miko didn't hesitate. "I'm used to this by now; I'll be okay," she reassured him.
"Ichijou-San, is that okay with you?" Yoshida Sensei asked her.
With a practiced smile Michiru said "it's okay. I'll visit later then." She stated while giving Miko one more glance. She turned around and left to join Yuria.
Before they headed off, Yoshida stopped them for a moment. "Before you two go, I wanted to let you know not to worry about the rest of the class period. Just make sure to pick up your things before leaving for the day." After they both responded with "okay,"he allowed them to continue on their way.
Exiting the gymnasium and entering the hallway, Miko and Hana headed toward the infirmary. The noise of the class faded into the background as they walked deeper into the quiet halls. A comfortable silence fell between them as they walked.
Miko remained curious about why Hana wanted it to be just the two of them, although she didn't mind. She knew Hana had eaten a big lunch, given her usual appetite. Perhaps that had caught up with her, or maybe she hadn't eaten enough, which was entirely possible with Hana. Miko glanced out of the corner of her eye to see Hana's face, which appeared more comfortable than it had in the gym, not a hint of discomfort on her face.
Hana appeared at ease as they walked. Miko couldn't help but keep glancing at her. She noticed that Hana's face still glistened with sweat, particularly on her forehead, with droplets trickling down to the sides of her flushed red cheeks from their physical activity. Miko also observed beads of sweat running down Hana's smooth neck, eventually falling onto her shirt.
As they climbed the stairs and reached the floor where the infirmary was located, Miko couldn't help but think to herself, Even while sweaty, you're still beautiful. She thought to herself as she could feel the squish, even with Hana's bra, track jacket, and her own track jacket in the way. The sensation of their contact was driving Miko crazy.
Miko pushed away the lewd images that had entered her head and focused on taking Hana to their destination. Now that she thought about it, it felt like Hana wasn't using her for support, rather it felt like Hana was just clinging onto her to keep her close.
She was pulled from her thoughts when Hana separated from her at the door to the infirmary, which she promptly opened. "Hello, is anyone here?" Hana announced her presence upon entering, and the cold air of the room struck Miko as she followed closely behind.
"I don't think anyone else is here, Kido sensei must be out today," Miko said, looking around the empty room as she ventured a little further in. Except for some tiny old men who Miko noticed peeking from around the corner of a large gray cabinet against the wall to see who had entered.
"Lucky us, it's just me and you." Hana said, locking the infirmary door with a smug grin. Miko was puzzled by Hana's reaction.
As Hana approached Miko, she reached out and took one of her hands. "Hana?" Miko questioned, uncertain about what was happening. Hana led her to one of the unoccupied cots in the room, causing it to emit a metallic creaking noise as she sat down. She patted the spot beside her, inviting Miko to join her.
She sat next to Hana, who gazed at her with gentle eyes, and began to speak. "You know, when you called Michiru pretty, it bothered me. I know it's stupid, but when she grabbed your hands and got close to you, I couldn't help but feel jealous. So, I came up with a quick plan to get us both out of class," Hana said, interlocking their hands and pulling Miko closer. "You faked being sick to get out of class and be alone with me?" Miko asked.
"Maybe…yes," She said unashamedly while leaning her head onto Miko's shoulder.
Miko wasn't entirely sure how to feel about what Hana had admitted to, but it made her feel good in a weird way. "I didn't think my Hana was the jealous type." Miko spoke with amusement.
"I'm not, at least not all the time. But you know you belong to me, right?" She stared up at Miko with a meaningful expression.
Miko leaned in to kiss the top of Hana's head. Hana could be so cute that she could make Miko forget about the world and the horrible things around her at times. "I'm all yours, Hana," Miko said, Hana hummed in affirmation, resting her head on the crook of Miko's neck. She let out a soft giggled as Hana's hair brushed against her chin.
The pair remained in their intimate position for a couple of minutes, with the occasional noises from the little old men scurrying about in the shadows of the room heard by Miko. After a while, Hana was the one to break the silence between them. "I saw you looking, you know. Not just in the gym and in the locker room, but throughout the day as well." Hana said, her tone lighthearted and teasing. She shifted herself off of Miko to get a better look at her.
Miko blushed, her cheeks stained red from being caught. She sighed internally, apparently she wasn't as stealthy as she thought she was when looking. "I couldn't help myself," Miko confessed, "I've been feeling, I don't know." She paused for a moment trying to think of a word.
"Horny." Hana said to her.
Miko laid herself back on to the cot, "Um, ya i guess that would be it," she grabbed the pillow on the end of the cot to hide her face from Hana. "I have an idea", Hana placed her hand gently on Miko's thigh. She began massaging it with a gentle touch, "let's have sex." Hana proposed to Miko with a gentle squeeze of her thigh.
Miko raised the pillow a bit from her face "what," she said with a questioning tone while tossing the pillow to her side "you're messing with me, right?" Skepticism crept into her voice as a heat rose up within her.
Hana stopped her massaging and moved herself to climb on top of Miko, straddling her. "I'm being serious, let's do it." She said from atop of Miko.
"And What if someone comes in or you make too much noise?" Miko asked.
"I locked the door, remember." she thought for a second. "And I can keep my voice under control." She added.
Miko raised an eyebrow while shooting Hana a flat expression. "What. You don't think I can do it." Hana questioned the girl below her.
The proposition of having sex at school excited Miko in a strange way. She wouldn't lie to herself and say she had never thought about pushing Hana against one of the desks and going to town on her then and there. But thinking about doing it and actually doing it were two completely different things. She had been in the mood all week, yet she held herself back from asking Hana to have sex. Either due to social obligations with their friends, doing things with her family or seeing a spirit doing something off putting and ruining her mood completely.
But now, other than the little old men that have mostly gone elsewhere, why not let Hana have her way with her. They still had maybe an hour or so left till classes let out for the weekend, so it would be unlikely someone would stop by, well-other than themselves stopping in. And the only downside she can think of is maybe the cleanup afterwards, granted if they don't make too much of a mess.
With her mind made up Miko pulled Hana down to her, hugging Hana close to herself. Hana's breast heavily pressed onto her as she did. "I don't want to hear a peep, Kiss me." Hana took that as an order and locked her lips onto Miko's. Hana paced herself, kissing Miko slowly and deliberately, making sure not to put too much force onto her delicate lips.
Miko snaked her hands down Hana's back, passing her waist and on to her butt. Miko pulled back slightly as a string of saliva formed between the two women, her lips hovering just inches away from Hana's soft and inviting lips. "Let's get more comfortable." Miko said, wiping away the saliva with the back of her hand, Hana got off from Miko to let her sit up.
"Can you lay down for me Hana?" Miko asked while she stood up from the cot. "Sure," Following her partner's instructions, Hana sat on the cot, took off her jacket and handed it off to Miko and fully laid back onto the cot. Hana felt the softness of the cot as she exhaled.
She tried to relax herself, but the anticipation for what was to come made her jittery with excitement. Miko took off her track jacket as well; she placed it and Hana's on a cot next to theirs. "I'm going to wash my hands, I'll be quick." Miko told Hana as she made her way to the sink.
Hana watched Miko as she did; She couldn't help but stare at her. The way her silky black hair fell over her shoulders, blocking her view of Miko's face slightly, the way the muscles in her forearm moved as she washed her hands, and the blemishes on her skin that Hana saw. Hana appreciated Miko taking the time to wash her hands, even though it slightly dampened the mood. It made Hana adore her girlfriend even more.
Sitting up from the cot Hana made her way to join Miko in her hand washing. "Let me give you a hand." She offered, standing closely behind Miko and gently guiding her hands down her arms until they met. Hana couldn't help but swallow hard in anticipation as Miko relaxed in her embrace.
Hana nestled against Miko, taking in the scent of light sweat and apple nectar in her hair. Their hands waltzed over and around each other with a tender touch under the warmth of the running water.
Hana leaned in, pressing her lips to Miko's exposed nape, sending a delightful shiver down her spine. Moments later, Miko turned off the faucet and spun around to face Hana.
Hana's hands found themselves on Miko's waist. She slowly drew her lips closer to Miko's making contact with them. "Wait," Miko whispered, pulling back slightly from the kiss. "Let's move to the bed." Without protest, Hana allowed herself to be guided by Miko back to the cot.
This time Hana was more aggressive with her kissing, she opened her lips and ran her tongue over Miko's lips. Miko parted her own and met Hana's tongue, they swirled together as their passion grew. Miko slid a cold hand up Hana shirt, and under her bra, the action sent a shiver through Hana's skin.
Miko broke from Hana's lips then began kissing her neck as she massaged Hana's ample breast, running her fingers over Hana's nipple eliciting a small moan from her.
"Take off my shirt" Hana told Miko, she backed off of Hana to help her take it off, exposing the rest of her body to the cool air of the room. Once that was done with, Hana grabbed Miko and made her lay in front of her, Miko continued on with planting kisses on Hana's neck, she then broke away licked Hana's neck, starting from her collarbone and upwards towards her jawline, she could still taste the saltiness from earlier on Hana's skin. Miko moved back to kissing Hana's lips while still playing with Hana's breast from under her bra.
Hana felt like she was going crazy with what Miko was doing to her; she desperately wanted to feel Miko inside of her. Hana pulled away from Miko's lips and brought her ear close to her "Give me your hand," Hana whispered. Miko let Hana take it and let her guide it wherever she wanted.
Hana guided Miko's hand toward her crotch, she slid both of their hands past the waistband of her shorts. "You feel that?" Hana asked Miko in a sultry tone. "You need to take responsibility." Hana purred while letting Miko feel her sodden panties.
Miko took her hand back out, feeling the juices between her fingers as she rubbed them together. Creaking came from the cot as Miko sat up to get on her knees. "I want you to get on your back for me," Miko told Hana. While doing so for her, Hana took a second to admire Miko's physique as she shed her shirt and shorts. Her eyes fell upon the blemishes on Miko's skin that she liked, such as the moles that dotted her torso, the way Miko's ribs protrude when inhaling deeply or how her thighs seemed soft and fluffy like cream puffs once the shorts were gone.
Hana felt Miko tugging at her short "lift your legs up for me please," Hana did as she was told and let Miko pull them off of her. "Wow, you really want me don't you." Miko said as she noted her girlfriend's damp undergarment. she slowly slid her index finger up Hana's underwear feeling the heat of her slit from over it, putting a light amount of pressure into it as she did.
Hana put a hand over her mouth as she let out a small moan at the action. She quivered as Miko continued to slide her index finger up and down her panties. "M-miko," Hana's gaze locked onto Miko's, as if pleading for her to make her feel good. "What is it Hana," a sultry tone came from Miko as they got nose to nose, Miko's lips inches from Hana's own. "Go ahead, tell me," Miko brushed her fingers across Hana's cheek at the same time as she switched to tenderly rubbing her inner thigh.
Miko watched with a smirk as Hana became more and more flustered at her teasing. She started rubbing her thighs together, trapping Miko's hand. Miko's thumb managed to be in reach of Hana's sex, as a result Miko kept up with her teasing by rubbing her thumb on Hana's clit while unhooking the front of her bra to reveal her breast.
"Fuck me, please Miko," Hana cried out shakily to the other girl above her. "Well since you asked politely, I'll accept your request." Miko removed her hand from Hana's thighs, she parted Hana's legs open slightly and slipped her hands underneath the bands of her wet underwear and slid them off.
With a full view of Hana's exposed mound, Miko reached down and began rubbing Hana's slit, the contact sending a shock through Hana's lower body. Miko felt the warmth alongside the wetness as she rubbed Hana at a moderate pace. She heard Hana let out a whine as she leaned in and took one of Hana's nipples into her mouth.
Miko began rolling her tongue around Hana's nipples as she sucked on them lightly while simultaneously slowly sinking her two fingers into Hana's slick slit. Hana tensed at the feeling of Miko inching her way inside. "More," Hana gasped out quietly, wanting to feel more of Miko's digits further in. Hana's body jolted as Miko thrust her fingers inside of her all at once, putting as much of her fingers inside of Hana as possible.
Hana's breath caught in her throat as she felt the heat of Miko's fingers curving upwards towards her belly and the slight pressure of her thumb as it rested on her clit, rubbing it. Miko moved her fingers back and forth into Hana.
Hana saw the bright, golden-yellow irises of Miko's eyes as she looked up from her position on Hana's breast. "Get over here," Hana
murmured to her as Miko pulled away from her chest, their tender lips met each other as they kissed one another passionately.
Hana's hands found themselves gently massaging Miko's breast, being careful to not touch her nipples just yet. In a circular motion, Hana traced her finger around Miko's areolas to let the sensation of her touch build up within Miko.
"How do you like it?" Hana breathed out as Miko took out her wet fingers from the warmth of her folds. She splayed them on Hana's chest.
"It feels good," she said, caressing Hana's chest. "I want you to play with my nipples; don't be afraid to get a little rough with them," Miko said back with lust in her voice, grabbing Hana's hand. She brought her lips to the palm of her hand and dotted it with kisses. She then took Hana's index finger into her mouth and sucked on it for a brief moment before slowly letting go of her saliva-covered finger.
Miko got to work once more. She rubbed at Hana's entrance with thoughts of wanting to please her; she wanted Hana to come for her. She felt Hana's slippery folds give way to her fingers as she pressed them into her. With a shudder, Hana reached for Miko's left breast and grabbed her nipple with her finger, while at the same time her other hand went for Miko's dripping slit.
Miko's fingers slid into Hana's core. She faltered for a second as a squeak came from her throat as her body reacted to Hana's fingers on her entrance while her other fingers lightly pinched her nipple.
Quickening her pace, Miko could feel her body being racked with pleasure as Hana smoothly gilded her fingers within her, Miko's insides were slippery with bodily fluids.
"I'm going to make you come for me," Hana purred, her amethyst irises glowing with desire as she targeted Miko's sensitive spot. "You're making me hungry, Miko. I want to taste you on my tongue," Hana whispered, nibbling on Miko's ear while removing Miko's digits from the warmth of her core, reciprocating the action.
Seizing Miko by her shoulders in one smooth motion, Hana swiftly placed her on her back with herself positioned above. "How'd you do that?" Miko asked, her curiosity evident, as she wondered how quickly Hana had executed such a feat. "I've been practicing," Hana replied, sporting a triumphant smile. Internally, Hana questioned, How the hell did I pull that off?
Hana focused on Miko, sensing Miko's desire in her eyes. "I want you to push my head down," Hana whispered, taking hold of Miko's hand and guiding it to rest on top of her head. Miko's heart started racing with anticipation.
As Miko pushed down on Hana's head, she could feel the silky warmth of her short ginger hair. With her head between Miko's thighs, Hana pressed her lips to Miko's plush skin, leaving a trail of saliva as she moved upward. She hungrily licked her lips while hovering over Miko's warmth, saying, "Thank you for the meal." Sinking down, Hana glided her tongue on the surface of Miko's slit.
Miko breathed hitched, she held herself back from pressing Hana's head down into her. "Do you always have to say that?" Miko huffed out as Hana lifted her to look at her.
"Well, I do enjoy doing this to you, and it's always polite to give thanks for a meal, right?" Miko jolted slightly as Hana slid a quick finger across Miko's warmth to emphasize her point. "I'm a meal to you," Miko shot Hana an amusing smile. "A meal I love eating, and one I don't think I'll ever get tired of, no matter how many times I taste you." Hana winked and blew a flirtatious kiss her way.
A radiant smile appeared on Miko's features, her eyes lighting up at Hana's words, Hana reciprocated the smile as Miko patted the top of her head. "Well eat up while you still have time." Taking a hold of Hana's head she gingerly pushed her closer to her to her waiting wet slit.
With determination, Hana slowly slid her tongue up along the surface of Miko's warmth. She could taste the saltiness as she went along. Miko reached for her entrance and opened herself for her "I want you to lick me here," Hana placed her mouth to Miko's core and slipped her tongue inside.
Swirling her tongue around Miko's insides, Hana could hear her girlfriend moan as she searched for her sweet spot in her folds. The juice from Miko's core started to run down Hana's mouth and chin. As heat began to rise within Hana, she started pleasuring herself to Miko's lust filled moans. Miko bucked her hips while taking hold of the pillow on which her head lay.
She backed away from Miko's core, simultaneously slipping her fingers into the spot where her tongue had been. Hana bent her finger inside Miko and began massaging Miko's walls while moving her mouth to her clit. Hana began twirling it around her tongue as she got into the flow of fingering Miko. "Right there Hana, I'm almost there," Miko groaned out.
Suckling on Miko's nub, Hana could feel Miko's muscles in her legs start tensing. She gave Miko a pat on her thigh to get her attention. "What's wrong?" Miko murmured as they locked eyes. She saw the girl between her legs pointing to the top of her head. "Are you sure?" she husked out. A muffled noise that sounded like a yes came from Hana.
Teetering on the edge, Miko raked her fingers through Hana's smooth hair, "I'm going to come for you Hana," like a spring tightly wound and then releasing, Miko pushed down on Hana's head as her hips bucked upwards. Miko was consumed by a wave of euphoria as she held Hana as close to her as physically possible while tensioning the muscle in her legs."Oh fuck, yes Hana," Miko blurted as fits of jovial laughter echoed through the room. As Miko indulged in the orgasm, a comforting warmth spread throughout her entire body, radiating a sense of contentment.
The waves subsided, Miko let go of Hana, allowing her to come up for air, a contented sigh escaped from Miko. "Ah! Hana, your face is all wet," she sat herself up to get a closer look as Hana got up from her position nestled between Miko's legs. "Don't worry about it," she reached for her hair, "I didn't get any of my hair wet so I should be ok."
"At least let me wipe your face," Miko said, her compassionate voice filled with concern. Grabbing the shirt she left nearby, she brought it closer to Hana's face, delicately sweeping it across her skin to tenderly remove any traces of moisture.
Once she was finished, Miko checked on her work. "Am I clean?" Hana asked, her eyes fixed on Miko. Miko's attention lingered on Hana's rosie cheeks, her hand instinctively reaching out, drawn to the velvety touch of Hana's tender skin. "You're really cute, you know that." Miko whispered, a mischievous glint in her eyes. Hana's heart fluttered as she took Miko's hand in hers, bringing it up to her lips and softly kissed the back of Miko's hand. "I wouldn't call myself cute. But you, you're downright adorable." Hana said, her voice filled with a touch of honeyed affection.
"Don't sell yourself short," Miko wrapped her arms around Hana's midsection, closing the gap between the two. Their warm, bare body's pressed snugly against each other. Leaning in, Miko planted a gentle kiss on Hana's nose. "You've always been cute, especially when you make that pouty face whenever you get hungry."
Hana let out a giggle at what Miko said. "We still have some time left before class gets out. You want to do it some more?" Hana asked, glancing at the clock on the wall. The sizzling feeling of lust still entangled Miko in its clutches. Admittedly, she was a little tired, but she wasn't going to let it deter her. "Let's continue," Miko said.
"Okay, get on your side for me," Miko said, releasing her hold on Hana. She settled comfortably on the plush cot, her gaze fixed on Hana as she loomed over her. "If you would be so kind, spread your legs," Hana requested. Following her instruction, Miko obediently opened her legs for Hana. Hana sat herself directly in front of Miko. "Up'n Over" Hana chirped, spreading her own legs and slid between Miko's, meeting each other's sex.
Hana sat upright, supporting herself with both arms, being careful not to put too much weight on Miko's leg. "Are you comfortable?" She asked while waiting for Miko to readjust the pillow underneath her head. "Now I am," a soft smile formed on Miko's face as she let out a small groan of pleasure at Hana shifting herself in place. She's so damn cute she thought to herself while taking a hold of one of Miko's legs, Hana supported it with her forearm . "I'm ready," she purred to Miko.
Slowly, Hana began grinding herself against Miko's warmth, she couldn't help but be captivated as flickers of passion danced across Miko's face. Miko too began moving her hips to match Hana's rhythm. I won't give you to anyone else, you'll be mine forever. Hana felt that familiar sensation building up within her, not just of lust but of wanting as well. "Miko," Hana moaned. "Tell me you're mine." With fiery lust burning in her eyes, Miko hastened her pace, desperately attempting to restrain her voice from crying out, as she whispered, "I'm yours Hana, only yours."
The cot creaked as their passion for each other mounted, the pressure within both of them building up like a volcano waiting to erupt. The air around them was filled with the quiet, yet loud, sound of passionate lust. "I'm almost there," Hana mewled, clenched her legs around Miko as if she were going to slip away from her.
Miko's mind became a jumble of incoherent thoughts as she approached climax, overwhelmed by the desire to make Hana come and the exclusivity of being the only person to witness Hana's expression in the throes of ecstasy. Miko couldn't take it any longer, she was on the brink. Euphoria coursed through both girls as they let out their voices, unabashed by any passersby who might overhear them. Sweat trickled down Hana's chest, while the blissful euphoria slowly receded from her being. The room was filled with the sound of their heavy panting, as both of them became completely limp.
"That was fun." Hana huffed, her voice strained between breaths. Clearing the damp hair that clung to her forehead, Miko replied "Ya... it was." Her voice carried a mix of satisfaction and contentment. They shared a moment of quiet appreciation, their chests rising and falling as they basked in the shared exhilaration of their experience. Hana was the first to make a move, untangling herself from Miko's legs. As she sat up, she extended her arms towards the ceiling, stretching her body. Meanwhile, An exhausted Miko watched Hana closely, appreciating various aspects of her physique. "I want more of you," Miko blurted out to Hana.
A mischievous smirk crossed Hana's lips "well we can continue this later at my place if you like. My parents are going out on a date so they won't be back for a while," Laying next to her, Hana draped her arm over Miko, cuddling up to her.
"I wouldn't mind that. We could have a little date of our own," Miko made herself and Hana comfortable by wrapping an arm around Hana to let her rest her head on her arm, "I could whip up whatever you want and maybe afterwards we could watch a movie." Miko suggested.
"I like the sound of that. It's been awhile since we've done anything date-y." Hana beamed at the idea of having a romantic evening with Miko. Dinner by candlelight sounded like a good idea to her. Maybe even some light teasing underneath the table, she chuckled at the thought of riling up Miko while eating.
"What's funny," Miko asked her with curiosity.
"Nothing really, If we could have a kid together, I wonder what they'd be like." Hana looked at Miko while playful and contemplative at the same time, a hint of a smile dancing on her lips.
Miko thought about it for a moment, what would they look like? Obviously a combination of both their features, maybe they would have Hana's fiery hair while having her Golden-yellow irises, or maybe her own black hair while having Hana's nose or something. "I don't know, it would be tough to say. Your parents have brown eyes and black hair, I guess just a combination of the both of us." She said while outstretching her hand towards the ceiling.
"Well one thing is for certain, since we're both women we'd more than likely have a girl." Hana whimsically said while meeting Miko's hand with her own in the air.
A snicker came from next to Hana as Miko clasped their hands together. She looked at Miko with curiosity as Miko brought their hands down. "Or maybe you don't want a girl?"
"No no. It's not that, I would love to have your baby Hana." A rarely animated Miko told her with a vibrant smile. "You called us women, it was funny to me," she said with a smirk to Hana.
"I mean aren't we," Hana said with a mixture of confusion and Embarrassed at what Miko had said about having a- "ah, Miko! you love me that much," Hana exclaimed, getting close to Miko's face. "You'd carry my baby."
Miko placed a gentle hand on Hana's head, "Settle down Hana, someone might hear us," she whispered to her.
"My bad, but wouldn't it be nice. Imagine it, we're in our late 20's, living together in a cozy apartment in the middle of Nagoya or some other city with a mini version of us running around." She whimsically said to Miko with a glint in her eyes.
It was a nice thought, maybe when they finish high school and get into college they could rent out a place together. The size of the apartment really didn't matter much to Miko, so long as she had Hana, She was fine with anything.
Miko gave Hana an affectionate peck on the cheek. "Honestly, baby or no baby, I want to stand by your side for the rest of my life, if you'll have me," she said with sincerity. Teary-eyed at Miko's words, Hana pulled her into a tight hug.
"Will you marry me Miko!" Her voice quivering with emotion.
"Someday when we're a bit older, I promise." She whispered, her voice sweet as honey as she tenderly brushed her fingers through Hana's hair. "You can pick out the cake and the food for the wedding reception if you'd like."
"I can." Hana's eyes glazed over with thoughts of the variety of different foods and cakes they could choose to host at their wedding. "Oh, how about a raspberry crème cake with strawberries. And on the top there could be the date that we first met each other." Hana's stomach gently rumbled in anticipation for a cake that didn't exist.
"Let's go to Café Castor after school, we can eat some tiramisu and get some coffee too," Hana suggested, moving on from the previous topic.
"We can even invite Yuria and Michiru too, but I'm going to be extra clingy though. Don't want Yuria or Michiru touching my Miko today."
"Maybe let's keep the PDA to a minimum." Miko said, her eyes drifted to the clock on the wall as Hana was going to protest.
"Oh crap, Hana, the time." It took her a second to process Miko's words, she was enjoying their post love making conversation so much she'd forgotten where they were. Not wasting time, Hana and Miko untangled themselves and hurriedly got up from the cot. Both girls began frantically dressing themselves as the last few minutes of the school day ticked by.
"Miko, the sheets," said Hana as finished slipping on her gym shirt. The sheets were stained with bodily fluids that had built up during their love session. With haste, Miko rushed to the cabinet that held fresh sheets while Hana removed the dirty cover from the cot.
They quickly exchanged covers, Hana did a quick once over of the cot with her hand. Not feeling any dampness she fitted the new covers on the cot while Miko took the dirty covers over to a hamper with bedding in it. She placed them inside, making sure to hide it underneath the other sheet that was in there.
The bell signaling the end of the period rang throughout the room, jolting both Miko and Hana to attention. The noise of chatting students filled their ears as they began to see silhouettes pass the door. Hana made her way to it and unlocked it as Miko joined her there. "We're not forgetting anything, right?" Miko asked Hana.
"I think so, you have your underwear on." She playfully asked while patting Miko's butt.
"You couldn't help yourself, could you." Miko said as she heard Hana let out a giggle before opening the door to the hallway. They were met with various students and some teachers going about the rest of their day as the pair made their way through the hallway.
Miko noticed something was off as Hana walked slightly in front of her with a pep in her step. The few spirits that had been coming their way gave them a wide berth, essentially going through whatever wall was next to them to get away. The smaller, unaware of their presence, seemed to vanish like steam rising from boiling water as soon as they passed by them.
It was disturbing hearing their brief cries of agony as they walked to the staircase, she tried not to focus on it too much. Instead focusing on Hana's ginger hair as they made their way down. Making it to the bottom of the staircase, they were met by Yuria and Michiru dressed out of their P.E. attire and in their school uniforms. "It's Yuria and Michiru," Hana pointed out with a boisterous voice as they met at the bottom of the staircase.
The quartet of girls moved to the side so as not to block the staircase. Miko felt like Michiru's eyes were on her, but since she couldn't see Michiru whatsoever, she switched to looking at Yuria whose eyes seemed to be going back-and-forth from herself and Hana.
Miko watched Yuria's eyes widen. "You-," Yuria's voice cracked as she initiated the conversation between the four of them. Clearing her throat, Yuria began anew. "You seem to be doing better Hana." She commented.
With a gentle grip, Hana reached out to Miko, their hands intertwining with one another. "Yup, It's all thanks to Miko here." Hana said with a bright smile and eyes lighting up. A tinge of red broke out on Miko's cheeks at the action. "That's good to hear." Yuria said bashfully, hugging herself.
Miko saw the spirit on Michiru's head starting to get rowdy, its tentacles flew forward intending to envelop Miko in its otherworldly spiritual clutches. She gripped Hana's hand a little tighter while trying to not react. To Miko's relief, the tentacles retracted its appendages with haste, wriggling wildly as it did. "Miko is so kind, isn't she." Michiru spoke up while she stared at Miko with her piercing silver eyes.
"Yes she is, I couldn't have asked for anyone better." Hana said with a genuine smile. "Oh, Before I forget, Miko and I were going to go to one of my favorite café. You guys should join us." Hana told Yuria and Michiru.
Michiru lips pursed "Unfortunately, My sister will be picking me up today to take me to work," her voice dropped at missing the opportunity to be in Miko's presence a little longer.
"Man, It must be tough being a model, maybe next time then." Hana moved her attention to Yuria who seemed to be trying to not make eye contact with her. "And what about you Yuria. Want to join?"
Yuria seemed hesitant to answer, so Hana tried to sweeten the deal. "You can get whatever you like. Miko here is footing the bill today," She teased, nudged Miko with a smirk. Miko turned her gaze to Hana and quipped, "I don't remember saying that."
"Just kidding, I'll be paying. So what do you say, Yuria? Won't you join us for some tasty treats?" Hana asked, trying to persuade her friend.
With a sigh, Yuria asked Miko and Hana. "I'm not intruding on anything, am I?"
"No not at all, the more the merrier." Hana reassured her with a smile." With everything settled, Miko, Hana and Yuria bid farewell to Michiru. Hana and Yuria received lukewarm responses, but Michiru gave Miko a warmer goodbye.
"Alright, we'll be back in a jiffy Yuria," Hana said with a wave. "We shouldn't be too long," Miko chimed in, echoing Hana's sentiment as the pair went off to the locker room.
As they walked, Miko's thoughts started to wander. She hadn't anticipated doing what she did with Hana in such a public setting, not that she didn't enjoy doing it. It was undoubtedly risky, having sex at school. It was something she probably wouldn't do again, but who knows really.
She turned her attention to Hana, who walked beside, stealing glances at Hana's profile from the corner of her eye. Even as they walked into the wide open gymnasium she was aware she was looking too much. But she simply couldn't pull her eyes away. Hana's eyes met Miko's and with just a simple smile sent a wave of longing throughout Miko's whole being.
She really was in love with this girl, wasn't she.