Mei sat back in the couch, feeling exhausted. She had been dancing for far too long and just managed to get away from her girlfriend's busy hands. The heat of the nightclub was extreme but she tried to keep her attire's composure. She took a cube of ice from her glass and placed it on her forehead, regardless of its horrid smell and stickiness. Himeko, Nene and Suzuran have already left for the night, leaving the two couples behind. Mitsuko and Kayo have been missing for a while.

"So"

"It's fine, Matsuri." Mei reacted, her eyes still closed feeling the freshness of the ice on her cheek. "Don't mention it."

"Mention what?" Matsuri scoffed. Mei opened her eyes and looked at the pink-haired girl, now without her jacket and somehow even more ruffled look than how she arrived. "You thought I was going to thank you? I wanna know if you laid one of your filthy hands on my girl."

Mei's eyes closed again, leaning on the couch. "Firstly, she wasn't your girl. And second, no, not beyond the illusion. Yuzu would kill us both. Maybe you too as this is largely your fault." Matsuri laughed and bumped Mei's arm with her cocktail. Mei made a repulsed face. "No, I think I'm good for tonight, thank you."

The two best friends came back from the bathroom, both laughing happily as they approached.

"Oh my god Harumin!"

"What is it, Yuzuchi?" Harumi expectantly grinned at her best friend.

"This is our first double date!" Yuzu squealed happily with tiny jumps on her heels while Harumi laughed at Yuzu's attention for detail. She would talk about it for ages.

Harumi fell next to Matsuri as she sat, her body causing Matsuri's petite frame to lean over. She tried Matsuri's drink and commented how dreadful it was. Yuzu went to Mei, scootching past the couple. She reached a hand on Mei's head, who open her eyes and stood straight. Yuzu proceeded to sit on her lap. She immediately kissed Mei's cheek, who tried her best to keep a proper yet highly blushing face at the entire setup.

"I still haven't seen you two make out, though." Harumi said, sliding her arm on the couch behind the pink-haired girl's neck, leaning her heavy head on her. "So I don't know if it counts as a double date yet." Matsuri's hands started to wander up her thighs but Harumi stopped her.

"Yeah, I wonder why!" Yuzu replied with a chuckle. "But if you want, that's easy."

"No, don't." Mei warned, taking Yuzu's hand off her face.

"She won't let you, huh? She's quite the tease." Said Matsuri not looking at the couple, her hand back on Harumi's stomach and climbing upward. She was probably talking about her as well, leaning her face closer. The girl understood the cue and shoved her smirking face away. Harumi acts as a high tease type, her theatricals playing difficult to get. Considering that, perhaps Matsuri might turn out to be the right match.

"Oh, she's just a kitten. If you give her the right treats she'll do anything." Yuzu stroked the brunette's hair as she spoke. Mei was frowning at the words, a wild raspberry color on her face. At this rate she would discuss far too much for her liking.

"That's a challenge then! Let's race to who gets the girl first!" Matsuri pointed her finger to the blonde in a dare, who giggled in response. She turned to Harumi, a mischievous grin plastered on her stupid face. "You have the nicest tits."

"You have no class." Harumi replied, rolling her eyes away.

"I should have guessed you were messing with me, you were way too easy for Mei."

"Were you more like her, who knows." Harumi mocked, approaching Matsuri's face with half-lid eyes.

"Oh, so like, 'my dearest wife, please have dinner ready when I cometh home and perchance I shall touch your hand next week'." Yuzu and Harumi laughed heartedly at the jest. Mei wasn't pleased with the mockery and her girlfriend's agreeable laughter.

"I'm not like that." Mei stated.

"Of course you are! I bet poor Yuzu enjoyed tonight's show because that's her action for the month." Matsuri was looking at Mei with challenging eyes.

"It's true, she doesn't give me anything." Yuzu joined the roast, accentuating her remark by leaning on Mei's nook in a pretend pout. She took the angle to kiss her girlfriend's ear again, licking the earlobe and stealing the remaining clip-on earring.

"Yuzu, why do you keep taking my earrings off? You're the one who wanted me to wear them." Yuzu giggled, the sound calming the ill-tempered brunette.

"She tells you what to wear? Oh man, you're on a tight leash!" Matsuri teased further.

"N-No. I requested her to choose tonight's attire because whatever she likes I was sure Harumi would like too."

"You what?" Yuzu was shocked. Matsuri snorted at the mess Mei has gotten into. "How dare you! I though you wanted to come matching with me but all you wanted was to get up on Harumin's skirt!"

"I-I-I… No, I did not! Everything was to make you happy, Yuzu." Her expression was riddled with trouble, not figuring everyone was still messing with her.

"Then let me choose next time too, Mei. It's going to be a see-through shirt with a skinny tie. And a matching skater skirt and back-seam pantyhose. We'll have to get a really nice bra for it."

Mei was blushing at the prospect. "At this rate, there won't be a next time." Yuzu pouted at her and kissed her cheek for the hundredth time tonight, trying to convince her.

"Yuzuchi does have nice taste, I must say." Harumi said with a wink. Matsuri groaned at her fake seduction, the hand back on her sheer dress raising the fabric up the thigh. This time the hand wasn't pushed away and Matsuri opened by kissing her shoulder. Those two were about to have a rather toxic albeit fiery relationship.

Yuzu placed the earrings back on Mei's lobes with an adoring expression.

"You just want to take them off again." Mei commented, her serious face failing against the permanent pink on her cheeks. The mention won her a genuine giggle from the blonde, her emerald eyes closing at the delight. She did exactly that, Mei rolling her eyes away as the teeth grazed her ears to retake the jewelry. She took the opportunity to whisper in her ear.

"Mei, come with me to the bathroom."

"You're insane, Yuzu. No, I won't."

"You won't what?" Matsuri intervened, Harumi still latched on her neck. "Awe, please share Aihara-san!" Harumi took her noisy mouth for a kiss, finally breaking the dying conversation. The pink-haired girl threw her fist in the air, probably as a victory celebration for the bet.

The couple didn't mind the jest, Yuzu's emerald eyes daring the violet's to comply. She tilted her head, causing the curtains of strands on her lobes to jiggle and focus Mei's attention on her exposed shoulder. She already knew everything there was to know about the brunette to get her to respond. Mei's violet eyes were cloudy looking at a tiny tongue that peeked to lick the painted lips, captivating her to obey.

"No." She insisted, weakly trying her best resolute face. Her treacherous hand materialized on Yuzu's knee, steadily climbing.

Yuzu grabbed the bowtie with two fingers and pulled her closer, their lips about to brush.

"Yes, you will."

Mei's eyes widened and she looked away, blushing at the blatant command. She found an advantage to the neckties and bowties characteristic of suits. Their highschool uniform has acquired a new connotation. Yuzu took that as a 'yes' and got up, taking the brunette's hand along. Mei got even redder as she stood up.

"You're leaving already, Yuzuchi?"

"No." She replied with an innocent smile and a wink. "We'll be right back."

Matsuri and Harumi watched them step out their couched area and leave towards the hallway of the nightclub. Mei was behind her girlfriend's pearly back, her emerald dress shimmering at with the nightclub's pulsing lights.

"Ah, shit. Fucking bastard."

"Mind your tongue, you curse too much."

"I'll mind my tongue alright." Harumi's rolled her eyes from Matsuri's repulsive snicker, taking her chin for a kiss.

Yuzu leaned on the cold wall, halfway to the claimed toilets. Mei stood next to her, confused.

"Yuzu? I thought you wanted to go to the bathroom."

"Here is fine."

Mei looked around. She had been here barely one hour ago with Matsuri. They were at the hallway, multiple people walking past them either to or from the exit, or towards the toilets.

"Here is not fine, Yuzu."

Yuzu took her girlfriend's shoulder and pulled her close.

"Just kiss me, Mei."

"Yuzu, I've seen students from the academy tonight, I would prefer that-"

"You're worried about that now?" Yuzu asked, an eyebrow playfully raised. "After everything you've done tonight?" It's true, Mei thought, she was seen drinking beyond normalcy, dance with most of the birthday guests, pretend to make out with Harumi and argue with a ready-to-fight Matsuri.

Yuzu saw her mind think, admiring how the brunette was gaining awareness with a cute yet mildly panicked face. She took Mei's hand and entwined their fingers.

"One kiss won't hurt." She insisted. The taller girl finally looked at her, admiring the pretty smile and the golden hair that has managed to stay pristinely arranged on one shoulder. Green did look good on her, accentuating the emerald of her eyes. The purple eyeshadow she chose served the same effect, the eyeliner stretching her already long eyelashes into a feline appearance. Mei leaned forward, taking her lips for a gentle and lovable kiss. It was as soft as she remembered, the alcoholic taste clashing with the undernotes she could recognize anywhere as Yuzu's. She really was a slave to her whims.

Yuzu's arms rolled around her waist, pulling her closer. Mei couldn't hold her, as she was so vehemently leaning against the surface, perhaps on purpose to force Mei to hold the wall behind her. The brunette did that unconsciously, sliding the palm on the cool wall and tilting her head to deepen the kiss. They were picture perfect.

Mei felt a few people gazing, hopefully not students. She then realized her girlfriend didn't want them to have some cheap quick sex hidden away in the bathroom. The blonde still had some decency, it seems, but also an ulterior motive. Mei hid her face on the pretty nook of her neck, feeling the cascading jewelry on her cheek as she planted a kiss on the white skin. It was immaculate, not a blemish or a bruise to indicate she had an owner, and Mei's possessiveness took the best of her. As she was sucking on the skin, Yuzu moved the hair out of the brunette's face. She was very sly but Mei could always see past her weak disguise.

"You want them to know."

Yuzu hissed at the accusation but didn't deny it, Mei's husky voice tingling her knees to fail. Mei kept kissing the soft pliable skin, feeling her rapid pulse on her lips. It was such a tasty skin, salty from the exertion on the dancefloor yet intrinsically as sweet as she was. Yuzu would often purposedly forget to conceal any hickeys in her neck, a fact Mei was very aware of but never chastised her for.

"You just can't bear to end the school year without everyone knowing it."

Every phrase spoken throatily on her nook would force a lovely whimper, vibrating the skin of her neck. Mei's hand clung to the fabric of the shimmery dress. It was easy to slide the dress up, it was light to hold with the gentlest of fingers, simple to sneak a knee between the legs without stretching it.

"I wonder what it is you prefer the most. If it's that people realize you finally caught the cold Mei after years of crushing over her."

Yuzu instinctively separated her behind from the wall as she quietly moaned next to her head, her shoulders still laid on the surface. She wanted Mei to hold her ass but she wasn't going to give her that.

"Or the untouchable and respectable president of the student council."

Heaving at each of her sentences, her cleavage was clear from this angle, rested against hers, propped up and perfumed for tonight, it called for Mei's hands and mouth. The necklace, which from the front looked like a thin gold chain, delicately laid on her clavicle and fell adoringly. She looked so pretty with things around her neck. Mei softly kissed the clavicle, taking the necklace in her teeth as a surrogate of her desire. Mei wanted to capture her breasts, to lift and squeeze them in her palm, to lick and nip the perk nipples, but she had to teach her girlfriend a lesson.

"I will deny it."

Yuzu hissed, her hand creeping into her vest and upwards the shirt, feeling the breasts on her way to tug the bowtie again. The girl had to retort.

"You're mine." The blonde whimpered selfishly. They were discussing something they left unspoken since their relationship fully bloomed in the worst of places and worst of setups. If the handful of the Aihara Academy's students that were present tonight actually saw them, this was a pointless conversation.

"I am. I'm yours. I will do to you whatever you want."

Perhaps not pointless. It's not like Mei doesn't want people to know who the gorgeous girl belonged to. She did have immense pride whenever the group teased to probe on their sex life, a pride she wouldn't admit.

"But I know that if I surrendered to your desires," Mei bit, very gently, on her neck, the girl squirming under her. Yuzu was desperate for that bruise. "you'd have me fuck you in the morning meeting for everyone to see." Yuzu couldn't contain a deep moan at the image.

"You're mine." Yuzu repeated, trying to convince herself as she held a bunch of Mei's hair. It would have been better for their image if they simply made out in the hallway instead.

"I am. I'm yours. The problem is" Mei grazed the corner of her lips tasting the lipstick with a hidden tongue. "I would love nothing less." She admitted, taking Yuzu's moaning lips for a deep kiss. Yuzu's imagination ran with the cue, visualizing Mei's mouth on her as everyone gasped in horror. "You make it so difficult, my love."

Mei stood back, releasing the heaving, flustered and highly aroused girl. She was still leaning on the wall, the shimmering of the dress paling against the thirsty emeralds. She placed a hand on her chest and pointed to the bathroom with her eyes.

"I don't have a handkerchief." She announced casually.

Yuzu blushed. Surely Mei didn't want her to find her one now. Her eyes looked at the bathroom again, understanding what she wanted. She shook her head negatively, denying the request.

"No?"

Yuzu shook her head again. She wasn't sure if she didn't want to do as asked, if she wanted to be told more clearly, or if she wanted Mei to get the 'handkerchief' herself. However, Mei shrugged her shoulders.

"Very well then. Shall we go back to them?"

Yuzu blushed further. Mei observed the color creep down her neck, loving how much it contrasted the color scheme. Yuzu wanted to comply. She hated, or perhaps loved, how Mei smirked seeing her step away from the wall and go to the bathroom. A couple of minutes later she returned, blushing still at the sight of her girlfriend waiting for her patiently near the door to the main room. The blonde laid a hand on Mei's breast pocket and adorned it with a plum-colored item.

"Good girl." Mei purred at the nearest ear as Yuzu fixed the cloth appropriately, mimicking a pocket square. "Let's go back to your friends, they must be worried we left them by now."

They walked back to their reserved spot, Harumi and Matsuri still eating each other's face. Feeling them sit down, the new couple looked at them and didn't comment on their absence. Mei thought it was a welcome surprise.

"The bathroom line was long, huh?" Matsuri jested, receiving a quick smack by Harumi. Never mind that.

"Yeah." Yuzu replied with a shy smile stroking her curls posed on her shoulders.

"Mitsuko went to pay the rest of the bill. She should be back soon."

Mei nodded. Not long after, Harumi's sister came to them and offered to take everyone home by cab. Matsuri accepted, daringly proposing to go for a sleepover. Mitsuko glared her down, telling her not to push it. Mei and Yuzu already had a ride home, the Aihara family's chauffeur probably waiting nearby. As they stood up, while Harumi fixed her tight dress back down and Yuzu picked her small purse, Matsuri approached Mei and observed her closely.

"Nice handkerchief, your highness." Matsuri complimented "Looks good. Did the princess give it to you?"

Mei would always deny it. Besides, she took pride in her gallantry of never discussing those details with anyone else. The short girl's jest was toneless, almost sounding honest. In a way, it was, Matsuri genuinely realizing that tonight she has gotten not only the girl but a friend. This teasing remark was as good as it gets with her.

As they left the nightclub, the cold breeze was refreshing on Mei's face, feeling the chilly air run through her probably sweaty nape and hair. The rest of the group left after the two best friends hugged each other again, leaving them waiting for their ride home. Yuzu called the chauffeur from her phone and took her arm, either from cold or from shame. Maybe both.

"Have I told you how gorgeous you look?"

"Surprisingly, no."

Mei's eyes blinked in astonishment. "Really?"

"Yup. For a while I thought you didn't like it."

"Certainly because the look wasn't complete yet." Mei teased her, the blonde blushing as the cool air rose on her legs. The chauffeur arrived soon after and the couple entered the vehicle. Yuzu audibly shivered at the warmness inside the car, flumping to the back seat. They thanked Sato-san's unbound patience, who only replied with a polite smile via the rear mirror.

"Are you ok, Yuzu? Do you want me to raise the temperature?"

"No." Yuzu replied. However, she leaned forward towards the back console with the controls of the car. "It's warm enough." Mei had thought she was going to change the air conditioning, but she clicked on another button instead. The brunette had to fight a blush as the partition rolled up, looking away from the driver. Sato-san was a professional and courteous man, he wouldn't react or acknowledge Yuzu's choice.

She knew the ride was going to be short. The partition was completely up when Yuzu raised the hem of her dress, revealing the panty-less and exposed curls. She took Mei's nervous hand and unceremoniously placed one of her fingers in her, forcing the wrist to move in and out as she waved in her seat. She bit down her lower lip, trying to smother the moan trying to escape. Mei was absorbed by the wetness, so intense it was frictionless.

Yuzu's inside was insanely hot, her pussy hugging Mei's fingers tightly. The backseat was now covered in her smell making Mei's mouth water. The brunette removed her fingers and licked them, closing her eyes as she savored the taste.

"Mei…" Yuzu finally moaned her name, her sweet face blushing at the action. The wordless sounds made Mei's chest coil, either from her mouth or from between her legs. Her voice was clear as water even when she whispered her name longingly, starving for release. Yuzu was now leaning on the car door, her legs spread open, the pink folds pulsing as Mei's eyes laid on them.

"You're gorgeous, Yuzu." Mei kept her stare on her spread pussy, each sentence causing it to flutter under her gaze. "So pretty, my love."

The lights from the road made the dress twinkle as the car advanced, Mei's spine shivering whenever the streetlight illuminated her lovely face. It was still red from all the blushing and grinding on the dancefloor, her lips parted exposing the pink tongue inside.

"Mei…"

Mei kissed the pouting lips, pulling the strap of the dress down. Her mouth trailed her neck to her shoulder, Yuzu cooing her name repeatedly. She resumed inside of her girlfriend, this time thrusting two fingers in and out, her pace increasing as she felt the walls ripple and flutter around her digits.

"What is it Yuzu, you need something?" Mei loved the drag, she felt it pulse in need whenever she would speak. "You want me to get the AC down?" Yuzu shook her head, still rocking seductively against her palm.

"Mei" she panted again, lingering her hand on the brunette's chest, still fighting if to undress her or leave the clean tailored look. She used one of her own hands to take one of her breasts out of its hiding, the indecency of the erect pink nipple revealed in the backseat making Mei's core pulse. After giving it a light squeeze, the blonde grabbed Mei's head and guided it to where it belonged. The brunette kept pumping her fingers in while sucking the nipple, the action making Yuzu rock her hips and moan her name again as quietly as she could into her ear. They weren't sure how good that partition was.

"Is it the partition?" Mei teased, speaking between licks on the sensitive nub. Yuzu voice hitched. It wasn't, she purely wanted release, but Mei guided her brain to what she knew she liked. Mei thought the girl would blush at the reminder of where they were, but her eyes were ignited. To Mei's surprise, Yuzu looked at her with a shy yet unabashed expression. The blonde nodded, slowly. Mei let a smirk creep her face as she switched her attention to the other breast.

"You want me to pull the partition down?"

Yuzu nodded yet again, licking the front row of her teeth, her eyes suddenly struck by a row of streetlights that set Mei's core ablaze. The backseat was filled with the gushing sounds of thrusting on the soft pussy and Mei's laps and licks on her breasts.

"You really are a good girl, aren't you?

She nodded again, the earrings' golden threads laying on her clavicle, purring as Mei's thumb stroked her clit.

"Fine." Mei acquiesced, the folds in her fingers sucking her repeatedly. "Close your eyes." The brunette laid her hand on the console, Yuzu watching her with some dread. Mei wouldn't subject Sato-san to their insanity, that much Yuzu knew, but her girlfriend was an illusionist tonight. Also, Mei wouldn't let anyone else see her fiancé like this. She trusted her and closed her eyes. One second later, her breath left her chest.

"It's down." Mei whispered quietly in her ear, the illusion going to full flare. "Don't be loud so the driver doesn't look." Yuzu disobediently moaned in her ear.

"You're such a good girl." She lied. Her girlfriend was a filthy, dirty disaster, but that was a secret she loved as much as she guarded their apparent purity.

"Mei..."

The younger girl knew how close she was, the walls were holding her so tight that it was when they pulsed that they released tension.

"I don't want him to see that pretty pussy swallowing my fingers." Yuzu stopped rocking. She raised her leg, the sharp heels digging into Mei's calf. She was close and decided to savor the last pumps unadulterated.

"Fuck you're so tight."

That phrase was said so honestly, slowly and hungrily, escorted by a slow yet knuckle-deep thrust, that that was the last drop. Mei adored her. Yuzu whimpered, holding her head on her breasts, her walls fluttering so fast they were vibrating in Mei's curled fingers. The brunette kissed her to castrate the loud moan that she was sure would come out, keeping the movement of her hand, guiding the orgasm down.

"Fix your clothes, my love." Mei said, removing her fingers and kissing her cheek repeatedly. She settled there kissing her continuously, as if hiding her girlfriend's decency as she covered her breasts with the dress, raised the garment's straps and lowered her hem back down. To tell she was done, Yuzu kissed her yearningly, her flustered face still filled with need pouring from those green bright eyes.

Mei sat back on her seat. She was as wet as could be but had to wait. She knocked on the partition door thrice, which stayed closed as the car turned on the next crossing. Mei had paid attention to the path they were taking, as difficult as it was from the action, and knew they were close to home but not quite directed there.

Sato-san was a kind man.

The couple arrived at the apartment, Yuzu entering first and hanging her keys at the foyer. Mei was trying to be extra quiet as to not wake up their mother but Yuzu's heels strutting the hardwood floor were loud enough to wake up anyone. In fact, Mei was rather confused why she didn't remove them at the entrance. She saw her walk in the main room, its light still off, and drop her purse on the kitchen table.

"Yuzu." She called in the lowest yet still audible voice she could. "Mother will hear you walk around, take your shoes off."

"Mom won't hear us." Yuzu replied in her usual melodic manner, her back still turned near the kitchen table. "She isn't home tonight."

Mei was even more confused, mother hadn't told her that. Neither did Yuzu before they left for the party.

"Mei."

She was quickly attuned to her girlfriend tone, that sweet voice calling her name like this would never get old, sending a shiver down her spine. She saw her walk across the unlit room, her hand glide from the kitchen table towards the couch, her heels still clicking the floor.

"It's just the two of us here." Her heart quickened in expectancy as the emerald eyes turned to her, their scorching brightness piercing her chest and wrapping around her heart. "So…" She leaned on the couches' armrest. Mei had no added words, the ones that came painfully slowly from Yuzu's seductive mouth revealing what her own mind was thinking.

"Where first?"