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Isagi Yoichi was always easy to bring to tears since a young age. She wasn’t a pretty crier at all; sniffles, snot running down her face, big puffy eyes. Now, as she has gotten older, of course, things have changed. That doesn’t change the fact that she still ugly cries when she’s upset and or vulnerable. If anyone were to see her, they’d look away immediately in pity, how could anyone ever see that as pretty?
But to Itoshi Rin, it was the most beautiful look in the world.
“Rin!” She choked out, gripping the bed sheets. Isagi was laid on her back on their bed, displayed like a masterpiece. Rin was in between her thighs, lavishing them with kisses and pulling the thick meat with her teeth, just enough to hurt.
“Impatient already?” Rin asked, looking up. “Do you wanna stop?” She already knows the answer.
“No!” Isagi squirmed, trying to move her hips closer to Rins face. “Just.. hurry up!”
Rin did the opposite of that, pinning Yoichis thighs down to the bed to make sure she wouldn’t be able to thrust up. “Be good. I like to savor my meals. You know that.”
As Rin goes back down to continue her teasing, she can already hear the tell-tale signs of Yoichis waterworks. It doesn’t happen right away, if it did, that would be boring. Yoichi is a strong woman, stubborn as hell. All the more satisfying when Rin broke her down.
Rin decided to give the other woman at least a little relief, sliding the basketball shorts down her thighs, leaving her in nothing but her panties. There was already a wet spot, in the middle, only just slightly damp, but it made Rins mouth water.
Something that always turned Rin on no matter would have to be the woman’s cuteness. That sounds strange, but seeing Yoichi dominate the field knowing that the other is wearing some cutesy ass frilly underwear in the midst always made her seethe in want.
And, Rin wouldn’t admit it, but she always looked forward to seeing what she was wearing the next time they got freaky. Call her a pervert, she won’t say anything cause she knows it’s true.
She reaches her finger up to touch the sides of the undergarment, sheer white blue lace. She dragged her finger to the middle, the sheer lace framing the thicker fabric, a blue polka dot pattern. She could hear Isagis breath hitch above her, despite her finger being nowhere near the others' clit. Cute.
“These are new.” Rin stated like a fact. She practically has all of her girlfriends outfits memorized. “they’re cute.”
“Y-Yeah?” Isagi stuttered, trying to continue the conversation. “I went out with Bachira…”
“That freak?” Rin asked lowly, brows furrowing. “Did she see you in these?” She tried to make it sound as though she weren’t jealous. She would never be jealous of that weirdo.
Yoichi nodded roughly, as though her neck was too sore to move, weighed down on the bed. “She ah, uhm.. she picked a few pairs out for me, but we ended up getting a set that had come with a bra.. she said that they match my eyes.”
Rin was going to kill that waste of space.
Rin gave up on the panties, for now, much to the others dismay. Instead, she crawled back up until Rin was eye level to Yoichi's chest. Again, only in the solace of their home, could she admit that okay, maybe she was a pervert.
Rin was never a tits sort of gal before. She began liking Yoichi because she was cute, not to mention aggressive on the field. But her chest.. Well, Rin wasn’t complaining. It must at least be a C cup, filling out through her shirts. This time, she was wearing just a simple oversized sweater, but that wouldn’t do. Rin needed to satiate her fantasies.
“Take that off.”
“Huh?” Yoichi asked, glossy eyes looking at Rin in confusion. “But weren’t you going to…?”
“I will.” Rin states, eyes flickering back down. “But I’m not done with the entree.”
She could hear Yoichi grumble as she took off the sweatshirt, something about being an insatiable beast. Well, whatever.
“Oh.” Yoichi sounded out halfway through taking off her sweater. “I must have forgotten.. jeez, and I was like that all day? Embarrassing.”
“What’s the hold up?” Rin demanded, willing herself to not rip the article off herself.
Isagis head popped back out through the top, a flushed look on her face. “I forgot to wear the bra with it! Man, at least I had a sweatshirt on, so no one could tell.”
Yoichi squeaked as Rin pulled the offending piece of clothing over her head, leaving her bare. Out of instinct, she covered her chest with her hands, a scandalized look on her face.
“What the hell? Are you crazy or something?!”
“Move your damn hands.” Rin gritted out, already trying to grab Isagis wrists away. The other woman huffed. “That’s no way to ask, say please, you idiot.”
Rin Itoshi does not say please. Circling the two wrists with her hand she tears them away from the others chest and pins them down, squeezing enough to bruise. She is so happy that she found Isagi. She could never get tired of the sight in front of her. Some perverted man could never appreciate the other's body like she could. Not even a woman could. Only Rin could handle a woman like her.
Her breath ghosted over a nipple, her tongue feeling heavy in her mouth. “You don’t even know what you’re doing, it’s driving me crazy.” She whispers, now bringing her hands to cup underneath the other's chest, framing the two breasts with her hands. Rin lets her tongue lol out, licking a long stripe from the middle of her chest to her neck, mouthing at the open skin with messy kisses. “You’re so damn gorgeous.”
“Rin, it hurts…” the other whined, grabbing Rins hand and trying to move it lower. “I can’t wait anymore, I can’t do it.”
“Yeah?” Rin asked, breathing heavily. “I don’t care. Take it.” She circled the areola with her tongue, while her hands played with the soft flesh.
Yoichi just sighed out, carding her hands through the perverts' hair. “You’re such a freak.” Pretending like she wasn’t arching her back into the other's touch.
“Don’t care.” Rin muttered, moving back and letting her hand wander down.
“Hey, what—“ Yoichi didn’t even get to finish her sentence before the other grabbed her thighs, pushed them together and forced them to her chest. Rin got to work, hooking her fingers through the underwear and slowly shimmering them off the other.
Rin situated herself into a lying position, just so her face was eyelevel to the others back lips. She put an arm out to keep her thighs in place before leaning in. Letting her tongue out, she licks a long stripe from her perinuem to her hole, teasing the scrunched flesh by thrusting her tongue out and in.
“Oh!—” Yoichi called, trying to reach behind her thighs to grip Rins hair. Rin didn’t show any sign she was listening, but she did move up, licking in between her lips, letting the smell get her pussy drunk.
Yoichi didn’t shave, but Rin couldn’t give a shit. How can you call yourself an adventurer when you’re too scared to traverse the jungles? And Rin, well, she was going pro.
She forces the others legs open to get more access, nibbling at the flesh along the way, feeling the glide between her labias. This was Rins own personal sanctuary.. maybe she should be religious.
She sucks her own finger then teases Isagis hole, still continuingly teasing the rest of her pussy with her tongue. Her finger went in with slight resistance before relaxing in. Rin immediately went for the upper walls, rubbing it as she made her way to give Yoichi's clit some attention.
“R-Rin..” she could already hear that cry baby on the verge of tears. She let herself look up and God, what a sight. Yoichi covered her mouth with her hand, eyes squeezed shut as if to stop the tears. Despite her frizzy hair and red face, Rin felt like she was looking at an angel.
Rin worked in another finger before sliding her other hand to massage the flesh around the others clit, watching as Yoichi began bucking into the feeling. “You gonna fuck yourself on my hand, baby?”
“I can’t Rin! I can’t!” Yoichi cries out, shaking her head roughly. “I can’t get it…” her lip starts trembling. “Please, Please.”
Rin prodded at the clit, causing Isagi to cry out from direct stimulation. “Tell me you want this.”
Isagi nodded, only letting out whimpers, trying to get Rins finger away from her clit.
“Even before me?” Rin asks, feigning indifference. “What if I told you I wanted to cum before you.”
Isagi paused, before thick tears started going down her face, hiccuping. “I’m s-sorry.. I can’t.. Rin I need it. I need you. I need it, oh…” Isagi started thrusting back, fucking the fingers in and out of her. “I don’t care, I don’t care! I want…”
“My good girl.” Rin cooed, though, it sounded more condescending. “Chasing your pleasure first, you damn egoist.” She began thrusting her fingers around the clit once more, more roughly this time. She leans down, laying her tongue flat against the organ before rocking back and forth as well.
“Oh God!” Isagi yelled out, wide eyed. “Rin, Rin..” she kept crying, trying to face fuck the other. “Oh you’re so.. I— Rin, the towel!—“ even though Yoichi knew that there wouldn’t be enough time to go grab one, she could feel her muscles contracting, as if a pipe were about to burst.
Fuck that goddamn towel, Rin yelled in her head, before sucking on the clit. Isagis whole body seized, letting out a long, drawn out oh sound.
“That’s right, there you go.” Rin muttered as she gently stopped once the other went boneless, legs struggling to keep up. Rin removed herself from between the others legs to sit her down, Isagi now sobbing like a baby. Rin lifts her head up, grabbing a tissue from the side of the bed and cleaning her face. She was a messy eater.
The bed itself was… a mess. Rin couldn’t give a shit, they can always just change the sheets. Isagi will probably be embarrassed later though, so it’s best she gets this done before the other notices. Rin grabbed a sweatshirt of hers from a chair and slipped it on the other so she wasn’t completely naked. Gingerly picking her up bridal style, she carried her to the couch.
“Rin you’re a fucking beast.” Isagi hiccuped tiredly, rubbing her cheek against the other's chest. “I love you but you’re crazy.” After sex, Isagi just sprouted nonsense, but Rin found it endearingly cute.
“I’m gonna pretend like you just said I love you.” Rin said, leaning down to kiss her still red cheeks, then her puffy eyes. God, how can anyone resist? “I’ll be back, I have to clean the bed.” There was also the fact that Rin had to change herself, her shirt damp from sweat and Isagis orgasm.
A hand gripped her shirt like a lifeline, Rin turning to see the other pouting. “Stay. Just for a little.”
She sighed. Her one and only weakness.
“Okay.” She whispered softly. “Just for now.”
Rin flopped on top of Isagi, earning a playful swat to her head. With Rins head to her chest, she started playing with the others' hair, trying to match their breaths. Tomorrow will come, but just for now, Isagi is happy to have the world in her hands.
—EXTRA—
“You always yell for a towel as you’re about to orgasm. Are you dumb?”
“Shut up. And just say cum like normal people, You freak.”