--- Nako let out a loud sigh with her head on the table. She is clearly having the worst day of her life right now.
And that certainly came from the menace just right in front of her.
Jo Yuri, her partner for this performance assignment, who was also her beloved rival—
Rival. How gracious. Nako even dared to call this troll her enemy.
Nako tensed as Yuri turned around, now facing Nako who is sitting behind her. "How should we start our project..." there was a pause on her voice and even though Nako wasn't looking, she just knew that the girl in front of her had a smirk plastered on her lips as she uttered, "...Partner?”
Nako raised her head up, glaring at her. She was right. Yuri is smirking. "Don't you dare call me your partner, Jo Yuri. I would ask our prof to change.”
Yuri chuckled. She leaned back against the chair, crossing her legs haughtily. "Go ahead and try it, Yako. Besides, didn't Ms. Park told us that this partnering would be final?"
Nako closed her eyes, completely given up before she even started protesting. Yuri was right, after all; Ms. Park didn’t like it when her students asked for a change of partner on her performance assignments. She believed that musicians should be able to adapt well with whoever they were collaborating with.
"What kind of hell am I living?!" She asked herself.
Yuri snorted, clearly amused by the display of hostility. She swiped her tongue across her smirking lips, slightly narrowing her eyes as Nako huffed and raises both of her hands, as though surrendering.
"What, Yabuki?"
Nako growled at her. "If I fail this semester just because of this project, I'm going to kill you."
"Honey," Yuri gasped, laughing at the scowl that never left Nako's face, "I'm practically the best singer of this class. And you're the second. That means," she leaned forward, "no matter what song I choose, we'll rock it."
"Song of your choosing?!"
"Why not?" Yuri smirked wider. "I am the best singer here, after all."
Nako couldn't believe how confident Yuri is but, the she is right. Yuri is the best singer in the whole school, a lot of students actually envied them for having such a powerful partner. But for Nako, she doesn't want Yuri as her partner.
Well you see, Yuri is actually has a huge ego that and Nako finds it annoying.
"So shall we pick our song?" Yuri asked.
Nako rolled her eyes as she took her laptop from her bag. Yuri scooted closer to her, placing her arm on the backrest of Nako's chair before bending down a bit.
Nako's breath hitched with their close proximity but she decided to ignore it and focus on their work.
At least, that was what Nako is trying to tell herself.
Because having someone's breath fanning your nape proves to be a huge distraction factor, and it doesn't help that Yuri purposefully scoots even closer until their thigh bumps to each other. The younger girl knows that she's affecting her.
And that's the most frustrating part.
"I want this song," Yuri suddenly says.
"No."
"Why not?" Yuri cocks an eyebrow up. "It's a great song, perfect for situation, don't you think?"
"Our situation? Don't make me laugh."
Yuri grins. She scoots even closer, her grin turns from mischievous to victorious when she presses her nose against the back of Nako's ear and the only response coming from her is a sharp intake of breath.
Nako smells good. Yuri actually feels a little hungry now.
"I want to tie you down."
Nako immediately pushed Yuri away from her while the latter was laughing her heart out.
"What's happening there, Ms. Jo?" Their teacher asked "I was just teasing Nako, ma'am" Yuri replied, smirking "I'm sorry".
Their teacher shook her head before leaving them be. Yuri turned to Nako "You get flustered easily I see".
"Shut the fuck up" Nako hissed before shoving her laptop back to her bag anf stayed on her seat quietly.
Nako thanked the heavens when their classes were finally done. She immediately pack her things and as she was about to leave, Yuri pulled her back in.
Yuri pulled her a bit strong since she also lost her balance, making her sit back on the chair with Nako on her lap.
They stayed in that position before Yuri let out a smirk, wrapping her arms around Nako's waist "You like where you're sitting?".
Nako stood up and arranged herself "Wh-what do you want?".
"Your number" she replied "I'll text you my address so we can practice in my studio over the weekend".
Nako gave her number to Yuri and as she was about to leave, the latter pulled her close before whispering, "See you this weekend".
Oh how Nako wish this semester would be over soon.
Nako woke up feeling nervous as hell, realizing that today she is going to meet that dreadful girl called Jo Yuri to practice the song together.
Nako thought that the song Yuri chose was nice, but then once she realized what the lyrics meant she knew that Yuri purposefully chose that song just to mess with her.
Nevertheless, Nako dutifully practiced the song and she hoped that Yuri won't tease her too much lest she will kill Yuri without any hesitation later.
--
Yuri owned a studio. Of course she did. Nako couldn't help but scoff when Yuri gave her a brief tour on her studio.
"You sound unimpressed."
"I am," Nako replied scathingly. "Can't we just sing and decide on the parts? I can't stay for so long."
"Okay if that is what you want," Yuri conceded, sitting back with a smirk still on her face. "What are you waiting for? Sing it first."
And so Nako did.
--
"Your turn."
"Not when you still haven't nailed those feelings, Yako." Yuri smirked. "Sing it properly."
Nako, not knowing that Yuri purposefully said that to rile her up, immediately glared and growled at the younger girl. "I don't want to if you won't sing it."
Hook line sinker. A smirk grew on Yuri's lips.
She leaned forward, so dangerously close that Nako could feel her breath fanning against her.
"Fine by me," she drawled out breathily.
"I'll show you how it's done."
Yuri pressed the play button and the music started to play in their headphones. Yuri took the mic and started singing.
"I torture you. Take my hand to the flame".
There was a smirk on her face as she let those lyrics roll out of her mouth. Nako could feel the intensity of Yuri's stares on her. She glared at her, warning Yuri to stop but ofcourse, the latter won't give in.
Yuri stepped towards her, still singing as she placed her other hand on Nako's chin
"I wanna chain you up. I wanna tie you down".
Nako pushed Yuri away but the latter was able to caught her wrist "Let's change the music".
Yuri shook her head "No" her tone was deeper than Nako thought. It sent chills down her spine but Nako remained firm "I don't want to do this with you".
But before she could leave the room, Yuri pushed her against the wall before sealing her lips with a kiss.
Nako's eyes widened, but she didn't push away the bigger girl off her. Instead, she reciprocated the kiss fiercely, biting down her bottom lip until Yuri yelped and gave in to her wish, and allowed their tongue to meet each other in a heated duel. Neither was sure who was the victor who was the loser of the battle, as Yuri changed her course to nip at Nako's jaw then down to her neck, leaving marks on its wake.
The older but smaller girl didn't stay idle. She clawed upon Yuri's neck, tugging at the base of her mid-length hair, guiding her to a certain part of her neck. Yuri obediently followed her guide, smirking as she bit down and was rewarded with a loud, unrestrained moan escaping Nako's throat.
More, Yuri thought; her gaze was smoldering as she drew herself away only to seal her gaze with Nako's similarly heated own. Pride swelled in her as she caught a glimpse of the reddish splotches decorating Nako's once unblemished skin, also the way her enemy is having difficulties in controlling her breathing pattern.
She smirked.
I want more.
I want to ruin her.
As if reading her thought, Nako surged forward, coiling her arms around her neck and again smashed their lips together in a bruising kiss. This time, Yuri didn't allow herself caught off-guard; she bit down Nako's bottom lip while pushing her harder against the wall, with one knee slipping between Nako's legs.
"Fuck," she heard Nako hiss as she changed course again, this time to her ear, "Fuck you, Jo Yuri."
“What a filthy mouth you have there,” teased Yuri before she carried Nako effortlessly to the couch, tossing their bags to the floor before letting Nako sit. Yuri towered over her, she couldn't help it but to smirk since she knows she got Nako under her fingertips.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Nako asked with her eyes half open. Growing impatient with the lack of response and plus the fact that Yuri's stare is making her shy, Nako grabbed Yuri's collar and pulled her close for a kiss.
Nako's hand hastily went to Yuri's shirt, unbuttoning it slowly until she was bare in front of her. Yuri did the same, savoring Nako's naked body beneath her. "With your small height, I don’t know if this will fit inside you.”
"Shut the fuck up.”
Nako suddenly gasped when Yuri tug her hair. It was painful and their position is a bit off but Nako found herself gaining heat between her thighs.
"You have a filthy mouth," Yuri said while fumbling her pants. Nako could hear a zipper being open and upon staring down, her mouth watered with how big Yuri's cock was. Yuri adjusted herself, guiding her appendage in front of Nako's mouth. "Open up and suck me.”
Flicking her tongue out to wet her lips, she slowly inched closer to Yuri’ semi-hard member in front of her. Carefully, she wrapped the warm flesh with her hands, slowly pumping it to life before she took it inside the warmth of her mouth.
Yuri tipped her head back in ecstasy, her whole body shuddering at the sensation around her most sensitive part of her body. As if her mouth wasn’t enough, Nako’s hands wandered to the base of her cock, gently massaging the part well it ushered a loud, throaty groan escaping her lips.
Still, it didn’t quite satisfy Yuri. The taller girl clicked her tongue before she firmly grasped Nako’s head, tangling her fingers among Nako’s reddish hair before she slammed her hips to her face, forcing herself deeper until she could feel the tip of her member hitting the very back of her mouth.
“Hmmpfh!”
Yuri grinned wide, her eyes showing no mercy even when Nako had started to tear up. “Take it,” she growled, still relentlessly fucking her mouth fast and hard. The smaller girl had no choice but to succumb to her desire, her hands helplessly grasping the sides of Yuri’s waist, hoping it would reduce some of her power.
She knew she was near when she felt that she could no longer hold the knot tightening in her abdomen. “Fuck!” She cursed loudly, spurting out her hot cum all over Nako’s mouth. Some of the creamy white liquid dribbled off her lips, down to her chin then her chest, pooling on the dip between her collarbones.
Nako doubled over as soon as Yuri pulled her length off her mouth, coughing out the remnants of Yuri’s cum off her throat, wheezing and looking miserable. “Fuck,” she managed to say between her coughs, “I hate you so much.”
“Tut,” Yuri grinned. “You’ll sing a different tune once I’m inside you.”
“Ha,” Nako sneered, “you wish.”
“Did you forget the song, Yako?” Again, Nako found herself being held against the couch. Not by the shoulders, but by her neck. She gasped when Yuri added more pressure on her hold; the grin that grew on her face was as unsettling as the dangerous glint passing by clouded eyes.
She moved her hand up, cupping her cheeks tight. Then, leaning forward to her left ear, Yuri whispered:
“I’ll torture you.”
Nako wasn't able to process anything when she found herself flipped over on fours. She braced herself by grabbing the arm rest of the couch tight. On the other hand, Yuri was pumping herself while staring at Nako's drenched pussy. She landed a few hits, making Nako release a low grunt before looking over her shoulders.
"First time?" Yuri asked.
"Do toys count?"
Yuri smirked as she inched herself forward, teasing the tip of her cock against Nako's entrance. Nako hung her head down, trapping her lip between her teeth as she moaned. "Fuck, Yuri! Quit with the teasing!"
Yuri took a handful of Nako's damp hair. "Beg."
Yuri's words sent shivers down her spine. "Y-Yuri," Nako moaned, her eyes were clouded with shame and lust. "P-please—"
Yuri tugged her hair harder, smiling wickedly. "I can't hear you.”
"P-please Yuri… fuck me—!”
That's all she needed and without any pause, Yuri inserted her whole member inside. It was wet and tight, much to Yuri's liking. The admirable size was too much for Nako. She couldn’t help but scream as her walls clenched tightly around her shaft.
"D-Damnit! Yuri!" Nako screamed with tears running down her cheeks, her insides feeling like it was torn with Yuri didn’t give her any time to adjust. "Slow the fuck down!"
But Yuri is too blinded by lust that she immediately piston her hips relentlessly. Nako's nails scrapped the leather on the sofa, praying that somehow, Yuri would give her mercy.
Yuri wouldn’t. She grabbed her hips even tighter, burrowing her deeper and faster until the only sounds escaping Nako’s lips were only choked cries and helpless, broken pleas. She rammed harder, blindly chasing her own release, deaf to Nako’s helpless whimpers.
She pulled her closer, pressing her front against Nako’s sweaty back. She jerked her hips forward, shooting her loads inside with her loud groan echoing throughout the room.
Nako slumped against her, panting hard when Yuri faltered back to rest against the other armrest. She slipped her limp shaft out, gently cradling the smaller girl within her arms with her lips peppering butterfly kisses down her sweaty shoulders.
She thought it was over, but Nako suddenly turned around, straddling her and slowly rocking her drenched pussy against her cock.
“Not satisfied?”
“Not satisfied?” Nako mockingly repeated. Yuri hissed, gasping when Nako dug her nails deep down her naked shoulders. “You chased your own release, you dick! You expect me to be satisfied?!”
