"Mi, are you ready?"

"Uhh, just about!"

The garment slipped from Miho's grasp and fell to the floor. "Oh, shoot," she said, and picked it up. She slipped it on and looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a plain white off-shoulder shirt and green knee-length skirt, reminiscent of her Ooarai school uniform. She'd put on a beige cardigan to shield herself from the night breeze, but she knew it wasn't going to be too cold.

"Mi?"

"Ah, coming!" Miho called. She brushed her hair past her shoulders, closed her dresser drawer, and briskly walked to the door. Standing by the front door, putting on her shoes, was her girlfriend, Shimada Arisu. Ari, as Miho called her, was wearing a white button-down shirt and black skirt, a little black bow accessory in her twintail hair. Miho smiled at her as she looked up and Arisu smiled back at her. "You look so pretty, Ari."

"You too, Mi," Arisu said, and they shared a kiss. "You ready to go?"

Miho nodded. "Mm! Yeah, let's go." Miho donned her shoes and the two of them left Miho's dorm on the Zuikaku, Ooarai's school ship, and descended the stairs to the street. "The restaurant is this way..." Miho said, and gestured to the right. Arisu took hold of one of Miho's hands and they began walking. As her face turned red Miho told herself it was just the cold, but she knew she was lying to herself. The breeze was cool, but it wasn't cold in the least.

"Two years together and you still blush when I hold your hand like this," Arisu said, and Miho looked at her. Even in her shoes Arisu was still shorter than Miho. "You're not embarrassed to be seen with me, are you?"

"N-No, of course not," Miho said. "You're the one who used to blush even when just seeing me. You've certainly gotten more confident since then."

"I have you to thank for that, Mi," Arisu said. Miho had no reply to that, and the two of them were quiet the rest of the way to the restaurant. They approached the front door and went inside, scanning the room for an empty table. Miho had wanted to take Arisu to a truly nice restaurant for their anniversary, one that needed a reservation, but she just couldn't afford something like that. Even with saving Ooarai (twice) she was still just a high schooler. She'd spent the past year saving for this date and still ended up having to ask her sister for a little help. Maho had been all too glad, of course, but it still hurt Miho to ask.

The two of them found an empty table and sat down across from each other. Miho shrugged her cardigan off and rested it on the back of the chair, letting her beloved girlfriend see her outfit. Miho hadn't gone all out, that was Takebe's thing, but Arisu wasn't hard to please. She didn't need Miho to doll herself up to love her.

"What are you going to get, Mi?"

"Uh... Huh? Oh!" Miho said, and picked up the menu. She'd spaced out a little staring at Arisu's outfit, admiring the way the shirt clung to her lithe body. Miho had nothing to be jealous of, that was for sure, but that wasn't the reason she liked to stare. "Uhh, this looks good," she said, and showed the menu to Arisu, pointing to what she wanted to get.

"It does," Arisu said, and looked her own menu over. "I'll get this." She showed Miho, and Miho nodded. The waiter came by with water, took their orders, and then let them be. "This is a nice place, Mi."

"Oh, uh, thanks. Sorry it's not nicer. I really wanted to take you somewhere really great," Miho said, and took a sip of her water. Arisu rested her chin in her hands, her elbows on the table, and smiled at Miho. A smile that made Miho's chest tighten and her stomach flutter.

"Anywhere with you is great, Mi," Arisu said, and took a sip of her own water. "Really," she said, and pressed her foot to Miho's shin.

Miho appreciated the touch and smiled. Their food came a moment later and the two of them began to eat in silence, simply enjoying each other's company. What Miho had said to Arisu, that she'd become more confident since they'd started dating, was true. Whether Miho could actually take the credit, as Arisu had said, she couldn't say. Really they'd both changed over the last two years, each conforming to the other. Miho couldn't attribute her own rising confidence to Arisu, sadly. She had tankery to thank for that. But there was no doubt at all that Arisu's presence and personality had changed her. For the better, in her mind.

As for Arisu, whether Miho could take the credit or not, she appreciated and enjoyed watching Arisu change over time. From the shy, timid but brilliant girl she'd been when they'd first met, to the budding young woman she was becoming. It made Miho fall in love with her more and more every day.

"Mm," Arisu said when she was finished eating, "very good." She wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin. Miho was nearly done as well, and was about to take another bite when she noticed that Arisu was staring.

"What?" Miho asked.

"Oh, it's nothing," Arisu said. "I just wanted to admire you for a moment."

Miho felt her face getting red again and quickly finished eating. She licked the corners of her mouth, took a sip of water, and looked at Arisu. "You know, sometimes I wonder... Would we still be together if we'd grown up together? I mean, like... You know what I mean."

"Yeah, I know," Arisu said with a coy smile. "And no, we wouldn't."

Miho nearly choked. "Ehhh? Why not?"

"We would've bonded over tanks, and Boko, I'm sure, but once my talent was discovered it would've been off with me to train and practice. We would've never seen each other again. Not until the selection match, of course," Arisu said.

"Yeah... But wait, isn't that basically what happened? We didn't meet until then, and we're happily together now. At least, I'm happy..." Miho said, worried.

Arisu reached across the table for Miho's hand and took it. "I'm toying with you, Mi."

"You're a terrible tease, Ari," Miho said. Arisu smiled at her and went back to rubbing her foot on Miho's leg, a move that was beginning to make Miho's body stir.

"I know," Arisu said, still smiling. "I'm sorry."

The two of them finished their waters and chatted for a few minutes. The waiter came by, Miho paid, and then they stood to leave. Miho slipped her cardigan on and buttoned it, Arisu at her side. They left the restaurant together and began the walk back to Miho's dorm. The clear night sky hung above them, the full moon brightly shining in its silvery glow. Miho looked at Arisu and caught her staring at the stars, the two of them holding hands again.

These were Miho's favorite moments with Arisu. The two of them, just out for a walk, or sitting on a bench together, at peace. No words needed at all. Just a mutual sense of love and respect. Sometimes she still couldn't believe she and Arisu were dating. She still couldn't believe that Arisu had been the one to ask her out, almost completely randomly. She hadn't ever expected a girl as shy as Arisu to be so bold. That they'd been together for two years tonight was also something that Miho had never expected, but she knew she'd never change it for anything.

They reached the door to Miho's dorm and she unlocked it. "Do you want to stay the night?" Miho asked, and Arisu nodded. They went inside, took their shoes off, and sat on the couch together. "I hope you had a good time. Uh, the food was good, right?"

Arisu put a hand on Miho's thigh and leaned in close. "Yes," she said, and goosebumps erupted all across Miho's skin. She leaned in and kissed Arisu, who returned the kiss. She put her hand on Arisu's cheek and stroked it, taking delight in the warmth and softness.

Miho broke the kiss and looked into Arisu's eyes. "Do you want it... How do you, should we...?" she said, unsure of how to phrase it. Arisu kissed her again.

"Yes," she said again. "I want to do what we did last time... OK?"

"OK..." Miho said, a little unsure. "Do you remember the safe word?"

"Yes. Do what you want with me. To me~"

That's all Miho needed to hear. She stood, a hand on Arisu's shoulder. "Good. Finally get to pay you back for all your teasing tonight." She grabbed one of Arisu's twintails and pulled her face closer to Miho's crotch, her other hand on Arisu's cheek. "Ready?"

"Please, Mi..."

Miho grinned and lifted the hem of her skirt. She draped it over Arisu's head, trapping it within, and pulled her girlfriend's face to her panty-clad privates. At once Arisu began to nuzzle against Miho, her hands on Miho's thighs. A jolt ran through Miho as she felt Arisu slowly pull her panties down and start to lick her properly, sending little shocks through Miho's body. "You're eager," Miho said. "Or you're learning. Either way is good."

Arisu hummed into her pussy, making Miho grin. She let Arisu lick and lap her for a few minutes before she pulled away to give Arisu a break. She let her girlfriend emerge from under her skirt, her lips and cheeks moist with Miho's fluids. "Now that I'm warmed up why don't I do the same to you?" Miho said, and pulled Arisu to her feet.

"W-Wait, Mi..."

"What's the problem?" Miho asked as she unzipped Arisu's skirt, her other hand on Arisu's back. "I thought you wanted it? You're not being very honest, Ari. You-" Miho yanked the skirt to the floor, utterly shocked to see that Arisu wasn't wearing any panties and was practically drooling onto the carpet. "You... You went outside in a skirt without any panties on?!"

Arisu sidled up close to Miho, rubbing her knees together, looking deep into Miho's eyes. "I'm sorry, Mi... I'm a bad girl~" she whispered.

Miho was floored. The thought that Arisu, her kind and sweet Arisu, would do something so depraved awoke something inside her. Miho took another moment to recover and then grabbed Arisu by the wrist and marched her over to the corner of the apartment. She pushed her girlfriend into the corner, naked from the waist down. "You're not just a bad girl," Miho said. "You're a slut, Ari!" She smacked Arisu's butt and her girlfriend yelped. She spanked Arisu again, and again, swatting her little cheeks until they were a nice shade of red.

"Mi... It hurts..." Arisu whispered.

"Tell me you love it," Miho said. Arisu whined, her legs visibly shaking. Miho slapped her butt again, hard, making Arisu flinch.

"I- I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT!"

"I know," Miho said, and snaked her arm around Arisu's throat. "I know you love this, too." She pulled hard, choking Arisu. She put her chin on Arisu's shoulder and looked at her face, wide-eyed and mouth agape, as she silently suffocated. Miho released her and Arisu took a long, ragged breath. Miho spun Arisu around and shoved her onto her knees, using one hand to hold Arisu down while she used the other to unzip her skirt.

"Mi?"

"Huh? What?" Miho said, and shoved her pussy against Arisu's face. "I can't hear you, slut. Speak up." Arisu groaned, trying to speak, the vibrations from the hum stimulating Miho. "Lick," she commanded, and Arisu groaned. She pulled her pussy off Arisu's face, still connected by thin sticky strands, and smacked Arisu. "Lick."

Arisu, wisely, did as told. She leaned her head back a little and started licking in earnest. Miho grabbed ahold of Arisu's twintails and used them like handles to hold Arisu against her, her face almost completely covered by Miho's pussy. Miho grinned and grinded her pussy harder against her girlfriend's face, pushing her further and further into the corner. Arisu scrabbled at Miho's thighs, struggling vainly to resist her much taller and stronger girlfriend.

A jolt shot through Miho and she pressed her forehead against the wall, eyes closed and gritting her teeth together as she came. Her pussy convulsed violently, spasming in a deep ecstasy. Her orgasm ended and she pulled her pussy away from Arisu's plastered face, letting her breathe a moment. After a minute Miho recovered, licked her lips, and opened her eyes. Arisu looked up at her with love, lust, and need in her gaze. Miho saw the look in her girlfriend's eyes and decided she wasn't quite done.

"I don't think you've learned your lesson yet," Miho said, and Arisu's eyes widened. Miho yanked her to her feet and dragged her back over to the couch, throwing her onto it. She'd just rolled over when Miho jumped on her, straddling her. She grabbed Arisu by the back of her head and yanked on her hair, forcing her to look up at Miho. "Have you, slut?"

"...Yes," Arisu said.

Miho released her hold on Arisu, stood, and backhanded her. Arisu was knocked clean back, falling over on the couch. "Huh? I can't hear you," Miho said. She grabbed Arisu by the hair again and pulled her face to her tender pussy. "Do I need to remind you?"

"N-No!" Arisu quickly said. Miho didn't believe her, though. A slut like Arisu couldn't learn like a normal girl. Miho gritted her teeth and wrapped her hands around Arisu's throat, tightly squeezing it.

"I don't believe you," Miho said through her gritted teeth. She was getting into it now, hitting her stride. She looked down her nose at Arisu's gasping, desperate face. "Speak up, brat," Miho said. She pushed Arisu all the way down, using the resistance from the couch seat to add extra pressure to Arisu's throat. Her girlfriend flailed and kicked, her body twitching as it fought for air. Arisu gritted her teeth, squeezed her eyes shut, and Miho released her just enough for Arisu to scream. She could feel Arisu humping the air beneath her, her body now twitching for a very different reason.

"Wow, you came from getting choked. You really are a hopeless slut, Ari," Miho said. She sat back on Arisu's lap, her hands on her girlfriend's breasts. She calmly unbuttoned Arisu's shirt, opening it so she could stare at the tiny boobs there. She idly and gently teased her girlfriend's nipples while she slowly came down from her orgasm, one arm dangling off the couch. Her other arm was cocked up, the back of her hand on her face.

Miho stood, about to lift Arisu up when she noticed something. Between Arisu's splayed legs was a large, moist stain, glistening in the light. Miho was, once again, completely dumbfounded. "Ari..." she said, and looked at her girlfriend. Arisu looked back at her through glazed, half-lidded eyes. "You squirted all over my couch!"

"W- Whuh...?" Arisu said, and sluggishly sat up. She looked at the mess she'd made, breathing hard. She looked up at Miho, surprise on her face as well. She was about to say something when Miho grabbed her by her hair and yanked her to her feet.

"What is wrong with you, you fucking slut!" Miho said. She turned Arisu around and shoved her onto her knees. "Why are you such a pervert, Ari?"

"I'm s-" Arisu started to say, cut off when Miho pushed her face into the warm, sticky stain. Arisu flailed helplessly, forced to breathe in the scent of her fluids. Miho knelt beside her and started spanking her again, hitting each soft, round cheek with hit after solid hit. Arisu whined and dropped her arms to her sides, accepting her punishment.

"I just... I can't believe it!" Miho said as she spanked her girlfriend, taking great delight in the way Arisu's tiny cheeks quivered on each smack. "How does a sheltered girl like you become such a fucking whore?!"

Miho's hand was starting to get a little sore, so she decided she needed a little help. She reached back and grabbed her hairbrush from the table in front of the couch, holding it firmly in her hand. The hard, unforgiving plastic hit Arisu's tender bottom with a harsh *SMACK!*

"HYAAAA!" Arisu screamed. She lifted her head and looked back at Miho, eyes wide. Miho thought she was about to use the safe word but Arisu just quickly looked away, embarrassed. Miho took the brush to her girlfriend's butt again, leaving an intense and harsh sting on each swat. Arisu squirmed from the pain and humiliation, unable to think clearly.

Miho spanked her like that for almost five minutes before she decided that Arisu'd had enough. She kept her free hand on Arisu's back, holding her in place, and rubbed her bottom. "Huh, guess a slut like you can learn after all," she said. Arisu could only whimper in response. "Good girls deserve a reward, don't you think?"

Arisu lifted her head and looked back at Miho, who just smiled. She was about to ask what she meant when Miho shoved the handle of the hairbrush up her pussy. Arisu hissed, her teeth gritted together, and let out another scream. She put her head back down as Miho started to piston the smooth, thick handle in and out of her slick snatch. Little droplets of pussy fluid were flicked onto Miho's hand on each stroke, the thicker drops dripping onto the floor.

Miho grinned happily as she listened to Arisu's moans, groans, and screams as she reamed her pussy out. Arisu's hands tightly gripped the couch cushions, fingernails digging into the fabric. Miho stared at Arisu's pussy, at her butt, and licked her lips. Tender and unassuming as their relationship was none of their friends had any idea that this was what they got up to behind closed doors, and Miho reveled in it. The way that Arisu submitted herself to her will, let Miho use her any way she pleased, delighted Miho on a deep and carnal level.

She dipped the hairbrush handle in and out, back and forth, again and again and again, listening to Arisu's screams rise. She pushed the handle in as far as it would go and pushed it up and down, and Arisu screamed. She reflexively drew her legs up, the soles of her feet touching her butt, and shrieked hard into the couch cushions in a futile attempt to stifle herself.

When her orgasm ended Arisu's feet collapsed back to the floor and she released her grip on the couch cushions, letting her hands drop to her sides. She turned her head and panted and heaved, heart hammering so hard that Miho could feel her pulse through her skin. She gently petted Arisu's back, the hairbrush handle still inside her, while she waited for her girlfriend to come back down. She slowly, tenderly, pulled the hairbrush from Arisu's sticky folds and set it aside, shuddering in delight at the sound of Arisu gasping when the handle popped free of her. Miho stood and sat on the couch, her bare thigh right beside Arisu's face. To her shock Arisu licked it, making her yelp. Arisu grinned weakly up at her.

"Keep that up and I'll punish you more," Miho said, and Arisu sluggishly sat upright on her knees. She looked down at the dark stain on the couch and rubbed the back of her neck. "Are you OK, Ari?" she asked. Arisu looked at her, stood, and hugged her. Miho returned the embrace and kissed Arisu's neck. "I didn't go too far, did I?"

"Mm. No. I loved it, Mi," Arisu said. She pushed Miho onto her back and crawled on top, cuddling her. "It was a lot more intense than I thought it'd be, though. A lot more than last time, at least."

Miho laughed sheepishly. "Sorry, I kinda got really into it... I'm glad you liked it. It was great for me, too." Arisu nuzzled into her and Miho wrapped her arms around her girlfriend's back. She kissed the top of Arisu's head and Arisu hummed in delight. She stroked her girlfriend's back, her other hand on the back of Arisu's head. "I love you, Arisu."

"I love you too, Mi," she said, and turned her head to look into Miho's eyes. The same love from before was still there, stronger now. They shared a kiss and settled down, foreheads touching. "I love you so much, Mi," Arisu whispered, and Miho felt her face get red again. She looked at Miho with half-lidded eyes and a dreary smirk slowly formed on her face. A smirk that had Miho feeling a little uneasy.

"W... What is it?" Miho asked, and Arisu's smirk turned to a grin. A sharklike, predatory grin. She kissed Miho's collarbone, neck, and then her cheek, pressing her lips hard enough to her girlfriend's face that Miho was forced to close one eye. She kissed Miho properly again and then scooted up closer to her, hands on Miho's shoulders, their breasts rubbing together. She leaned in, her lips brushing against Miho's ear and making goosebumps spring up all across Miho's body.

"Maybe next time," Arisu breathed into Miho's ear. "I'll teach you a lesson~"


I love sexually-sadistic Miho. There's something just so Goddamn sexy about the confident energy she exudes when she's in complete control, her partner unable-unwilling-to do anything but obey. Hopefully one day I can write a story where she really goes psycho-mode!