~lowkey forgot i had wattpad but i still am inlove with kirasaya ;) <3
As the green bottle slid on the stage floor, the hollow sound reverberated around the room. Sayaka, a girl with straight hair, straight morals, and honestly no idea what she was doing there watched the bottle spin around and around, waiting for what victim had the "satisfaction" of going in "the room" with her.
As the sound tuned down, and the bottle slowed down, Sayaka's eyes widened.
Kirari.
Her president, the woman who asked her to be there in the first place.
Her crush.
Kirari was a standard woman. Meaning, she most definitely, absolutely, No. Doubt.
...
Was straight.
Sayaka's eyes looked up slowly, but she knew the eyes lying in front of that god awful bottle were staring at her with icy blue eyes.
"Ugh, doesn't count!" A girl with bright red hair who planned this whole thing out beamed, Yumemi Yumemite. Ugh. Even her overall presence is eye strain.
"Why not?"
...
Why not?
Did she just say that?
Kirari?
PRESIDENT?
...am I dreaming.
the words of Yumemi drowned out of my mind as she started ranting about how girls on girls are gross.
why did she say that?
was she planning on actually..?
just imagining her lips..
touching my lips....
her hands gently cupping my face..
or would they go elsewhere?
"Sa-ya-ka," A gentle, yet stirn voice rung in Sayaka's ear.
President.
"Hmm? Yes president?" Sayaka reported.
"Would you like to grab a sparkling water with me? From the faculty room?" She asked politely, a mysterious smirk.
Kirari lifted herself up, grabbing Sayaka's hand and pulling her up along with her.
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They reached the Student Council room, where, alas the President leads her way, not bothering to turn some lights on.
"Sayaka, have you had your first kiss?" Kirari asked.. quite seductively.
Sayaka nodded a shy no.
A small chuckle erupted from Kirari's lips, her beautiful, tender lips, coated with a blue lipstick she wore daily.
Kirari cupped her hand on one side of Sayaka's cheek.
"Do you know what it feels like to taste euphoria?"
Swiftly, almost in light-speed, Kirari used her unoccupied hand and gripped it on the back of Sayaka's thigh, and reached in, almost desperately for that kiss Sayaka had dreamt about, she had yearned for all those years.
The feeling was incredible, too complex for even Sayaka to describe.
Kirari lifted up Sayaka's leg with her hand, rubbed up and down her thigh.
Butterflies erupted. Everywhere. Her abdomen, lips,
even..
other parts.
"Is this okay, dear?" Kirari said with a daring look on her face.
Sayaka nodded a yes, as she could feel her face flooding with a bright red.
They moved to a couch, as Kirari maneuvered the door to a lock.
Kirari sat down on top of Sayaka's lap.
"Mmmh, baby you don't know how long i've been waiting for this." Kirari purred, biting down onto Sayaka's neck, treading kisses down to her chest, and eventually...
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Sayaka lost more than her first kiss that day.
Sone would say, her purity, innocence, even Yumemi would say they lost their sparkling waters.
There was never any sparkling waters.
God knows there wasn't any sparkling waters.
AN: hi guys im back from the dead, resurrected. I'm also a horn knee lesbian. its also 3 in the morning on a saturday. i had an idea for a fic, and as one hormonal teenager does, she made it into smut. lol.
