Beyond the Script 5 (KiraKira Precure, OC-I)

"Akira, this may be a bad idea."

The aforementioned redhead paused in her walk as she heard Yukari deliver quite the nervous and yet blunt thought over their current actions. It was fairly late in the afternoon, they had finished their shift at the patisserie, and the duo had been on the move to track down two individuals that they had much to say about.

Nakamaro and Natsuki. Both had been on their minds for 1) their shameless admission they started to date because 'the two girls were edging one another about being in a relationship but also not' and 2) Ichika having a big crush on Natsuki and thus making their needed research on the couple's real reasons they were together even more relevant. After dealing with the usual chores at the workplace, Akira and Yukari had left with the former spearheading this idea.

They learned of Natsuki's home address through Ichika, and they had seen how extensively the boy visited his 'girlfriend' at her place. This was a suspicious activity, but this is where the two close friends ended up clashing on 'why' this was a frequent situation.

"Nakamaro is probably a bad guy!"

"Or maybe they just enjoy each other comfort a lot more than a few others."

Akira couldn't believe it. After all, while to some this may seem a normal comment, she knew Yukari was implying these two were having fun under the sheets but...

That was too scandalous! Akira herself couldn't imagine in bed with someone she liked. And... the thought made her light-headed, especially when she was around Yukari of all people. Now, despite this division on the topic, both had initially agreed to this plan: they would check on Natsuki's home, they would make sure nothing bad was going on and they would leave. From that, they would draw any conclusion if Ichika's chances existed or not with the pinkette.

As they stood before the building that was Natsui's home, a bit of nervousness had taken grip over their hearts as they shared a look.

"I-It's just a look. Nothing more."

That was the idea, and what a silly idea it was soon going to end up being. Morphing to their Precure forms, both jumped to the balcony above, slowly checking from the windows while casting an invisibility spell that they had been taught to use in case they needed to rescue someone without being noticed.

The first few windows showed Natsuki's father doing stuff in his office room, then Natsuki's mother doing the dishes and then they found the window leading up to Natsuki's room where-

"Ah~!"

Both girls paused as they heard what was clearly a... moan?

"We shouldn't be here," Yukari muttered flatly, her gaze aimed right at her feet rather than look what was happening through the window.

Akira wasn't as lucky. Many had told her that loud noises tended to get her attention, like a puppy would behave with those circumstances, but this case had her eyes aimed right at the source of the moaning and the overall debauchery. It was clear that Yukari had won, no contest to that as the redhead found her gaze fixed at the sight of Natsuki... riding her boyfriend.

While the noises were muffled as the window was closed and the couple was distant enough from the glass, there wasn't much to see or hear but... yes, they were doing it. And quite intensely. And the sight of used condoms littering the ground further burned her face to a shade akin to a tomato.

"...You won," Akira muttered weakly, yet confident as per Yukari's silence that the plum-haired girl wasn't exactly 'happy' for this victory.

There was silence following next, with Akira's eyes still glued on the scene. And how could she ignore something that looked so alien and yet so... annoyingly good-looking. While there wasn't much standing out about these two, sex had been something that had never truly landed on her mind. After all, with her being the only one taking care of her little sister, it kind of became difficult to have a 'lonesome moment' to even consider her needs.

So, despite the awkward sight and her preference of girls over boys, she couldn't help but wonder if that was good. A big thing going inside her private bits sounded surreal and-

"Sh-Shouldn't we leave?" Yukari asked tensely, expecting an answer from Akira, but she turned to see that her close friend was mesmerized by the sight over the window.

Out of instinct, she followed her gaze to the sight of sex and... she didn't feel much by it. It was intimacy, which was normal among two loving people, and yet she found the attention Akira was giving to this view very interesting.

Perhaps it was her more feline form that made her amused to see how far it could go, and yet it was ironic how Akira's canine self, who was growing quite submissive over the sight of a bitch having fun with her mate, made her malleable to Yukari's hands suddenly groping her.

"Y-Yukari?!"

Shock flared at the molestation, but Yukari didn't hesitate in speaking back.

"Keep looking at them."

The command felt strong enough to force obedience, with Yukari's chin soon resting on Akira's shoulder as she tangled herself over her partner's lean frame. It goes without a saying that Yukari always found such a toned body so enticing, it was feminine and yet masculine, it felt like the finest a tomboy could aspire to, all the while retaining a degree of butch attitude that made Akira ideal in any hopeful option seeing them both together.

True, she didn't want to press the issue until now but... the sight of Nakamaro and Natsuki's proving them both that things could 'go that far', meant that Yukari's own reluctance was no longer a genuine concern when even Akira, in her instinctual mode, reacted positively at the idea of intimacy.

Oh, and the way she submitted to her touche was further proof of it. The two were stuck in that moment, enticed by each other's proximity in a way beyond the usual. It felt intense, raw and... right. So damn right that the next words damned them both to finally take the 'step' the couple they ogled at had previously mentioned.

"How about we take this back to my home, Akira-chan~?"

Akira was unable to say no. What with the promise of coldness and loneliness at rejection making her crave for that sweet release Yukari was offering her.

"Y-Yes."

Soon, the two precures left to turn this spying mission into a personal quest to explore one another, a rather unexpected turn of event for most but-

"I think they are gone, babe," Nakamaro pointed out.

Natsuki slowed down and then huffed, "Took them long enough. So... who is topping?"

"Seems the Ojousama is."

"Ah, should have known the tomboy had a soft core meant to be exploited," She pouted, leaning down to her beloved. "Still, I bet she is going to pull a switch on her."

"Oh, it's predictable. The Ojousama is already a switch herself, she will crave to be bottom at least once in a while."

The two seasoned lovers exchanged knowing looks as they knew that the unexpected ogling-turned-sexual escalation may soon bring two of their detractors down for good - not expecting that things were only going to get spicier rather than calmer.

AN

Next time, Ichika makes her last attempt to capture Natsuki's heart... only to end up becoming a bit of a 'pet' in the situation.