"fluff" 😏😏 iykyk
requested by Kirariee
sayaka knelt on the doorway of the student council room, watching as Sayaka is happily talking, and laughing with the other people in the room.
She watches as Sayaka laughs as Midari says something.
Sayaka replies to her, getting all flushed, and playfully punches her arm.
Kirari's blood starts to boil.
what the fuck is she doing? only i make her blush. not some one eye'd masochist with a gun kink. that fucking bitch does not deserve the attention from my sayaka. she's mine.
Kirari confidentially walks through the door, and as she walks past sayaka, she slowly trails her finger against sayaka's arm, feeling goosebumps arise.
She walks to the head chair, admiring how flustered her secretary gets.
"Does anyone have any important news until we commence this evening's meeting?" Kirari says, looking around the table, proceeding to look at Sayaka for one too many seconds than she did the others.
Sayaka clears her throat, and adjusts her papers. "Um, yes, I overheard M-Miss Yumeko Jabami planning on setting up a gamble with you, if you would find that of any interest, of course," Sayaka said in seriousness, avoiding eye contact.
Kirari chuckles humorlessly. "I had no idea my Sayaka was an eavesdropper, that's quite new," She teases.
Sayaka's ears shine a bright red, and she perks up her head.
"I-I wasn't! they were just sAying it loud enough for me to hear, so-"
"Yeah, cmon short stuff, listening to other conversations is bad," Midari butts in, as Sayaka whips her head around, furrowing her eyebrows as her face flushes a deeper red.
Kirari balls her fists up. Maintaining a poker face was getting tough at the moment.
"Midari, go on and make some coffee," Kirari orders.
"Huh?! Why me?? make 'yer little secretary do it, not me!" Midari protests.
"i would prefer you do it," Kirari says. "Sayaka dear pull your chair closer to over here."
power bottom COUGH COUGH sayaka's pov//
I obey the president's orders, and pull my chair next to hers.
I watch Kirari smirk.
why is she smirking? have i done something?
I feel Kirari's hand sneak onto my thigh, and that strange familiar buzzing makes it's way back info my abdomen.
My eyes widen, and i repress the urge to press my thighs together to suppress the buzzing.
She starts to talk, as she caresses her fingers around the inside of my thigh.
I dig my face into my palms, and stifle a noise threatening to come out
She starts all kinds of patterns, and the buzzing becomes worse.
She slowly trails her hand down just a little, and i unexpectedly let out s groan, and then cough to hide the strange sound.
Everyone ignores it, but Kirari, and Midari.
Midari looks at me, and Kirari smirks worse.
"I think that is enough for today, everyone may leave, but Sayaka, we need to discuss something." Kirari says, as everyone packs up, and leaves.
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sneak peak to outside fhe council room
"they're definitely gonna fuck," Midari told runa.
"totally." runa said as she stuck a lollipop in her mouth.
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"Now that we're alone,"Kirari started as Sayaka looked at her, trying to maintain s poker face.
"Please," Sayaka said desperately.
"You'll have to speak more than that, dear." Kirari teased, eyes visibly getting darker.
Sayaka looked down, and placed Kirari's hand on her thigh.
"Why do I get all— fucked up when you do this to me?" Sayaka asked ina needy tone.
"Does your core get all— tingly like? as in a buzz?"
Sayaka nodded her head.
"Allow me to show you,"
Kirari took Sayaka to the couch, and took no time to sweep sayaka off her feet, and go on top of her.
Sayaka couldn't help but let out a whimper.
Kirari groaned, and leaned in to crash their lips together.
Sayaka gasped, then slowly melted into the kiss.
Kirari bit Sayaka's lip, expected another gasp, Sayaka moaned into Kirari's mouth.
Kirari took no time to slip her tongue in.
The two passionately made out, tongues wrestling together.
Kirari lifted her head, revealing a visibly disappointed Sayaka.
Her lips were swollen, with blue tinted onto them.
"Can I—"
"Please." Sayaka said, interrupting Kirari. "Please get rid of the buzz, its torturous,"
Kirari smirked, and trailed kisses down to Sayaka's chest. Sayaka lifted her shirt up, and kirari unhooked her bra.
Kirari proceeded to kneaded Sayaka's breast , and trailed her other hand to massage Sayaka's wet folds.
"Fuck.." Sayaka groaned.
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after about two hours of
"Kirari!"s and "Fuck!"s, the two were laying on the couch together, cuddling.
"Love, you need a shower. we both do." Kirari said.
"Five more minutes."
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Plleeeaaasseeese?"
"No."
"No more kisses."
"Wait, no please! Fine! five!" Kirari gave in.
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ok rhats the end 😭😭😭
