Bini Imagines or AU's

Mikcolet

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Mikha's fingers danced across her keyboard, her eyes focused intently on the screen. The sounds of the game filled her headphones, immersing her in the virtual world. She was in the middle of an intense match, her concentration unbreakable. Or so she thought.

The door to her room creaked open, and Mikha's heart skipped a beat. She quickly glanced at her webcam, relieved to see it was off. She muted her mic and turned her head to see Colet standing there, her usual nonchalant expression in place.

"Babe, what's up?" Mikha asked, a small smile tugging at her lips.

Colet shrugged, leaning against the doorframe. "Nothing much. Just came to see you."

Mikha's smile widened. "Well, you see me now. But I'm in the middle of a game. Can we hang out after?"

Colet pouted, her eyes narrowing playfully. "I need attention now, Mikha."

Mikha sighed, turning back to her screen. "Just give me a few more minutes, babe. I promise."

Colet's pout deepened as she stared at the back of Mikha's head. An idea formed in her mind, a mischievous smirk spreading across her face. Without another word, she moved silently towards Mikha, her eyes glinting with mischief. Mikha was too engrossed in her game to notice Colet's movements. She was focused on her team's strategy, her fingers moving with precision. Suddenly, she felt a pair of hands on her thighs, and her breath hitched.

"Colet, what are you—" Mikha began, her voice a mix of confusion and surprise.

Colet didn't answer. Instead, she slipped under Mikha's desk, her hands trailing up Mikha's legs. Mikha's heart pounded in her chest, her focus on the game wavering.

"Babe, I'm in the middle of a match," Mikha whispered urgently, trying to maintain her composure.

Colet's smirk grew as she continued her teasing, her fingers slipping under Mikha's shorts. Mikha's breath caught in her throat, her fingers faltering on the keyboard.

"Colet, please," Mikha begged softly, her voice trembling.

Colet finally looked up, her eyes locking with Mikha's. There was a teasing glint in her gaze as she slowly pulled Mikha's shorts and panties down, the fabric sliding off effortlessly.

"Mikha, you said you'd give me attention," Colet whispered, her voice low and sultry. "I'm just making sure you keep your promise."

Mikha's mind was a whirlwind of emotions. The game, her team, Colet's touch—it was all too much. She bit her lip, trying to stifle a moan as Colet's hands roamed over her exposed skin. Mikha's fingers hovered over the keyboard, her focus shattered. She could barely keep up with the game, her thoughts consumed by Colet's touch. Colet hummed into Mikha's thighs and laying kisses on Mikha's skin, licking it.

"Please, Ate," Mikha whispered, her voice filled with need. "I can't focus."

Colet chuckled softly, her breath warm against Mikha's skin. "That's the point, babe."

Mikha's resolve crumbled as Colet's hands moved higher, teasing her relentlessly. She could feel the heat building inside her, her desire for Colet overwhelming her senses. Her hands trembled, and she knew she couldn't continue the game like this. Colet smirk and bit Mikha's inner thigh making the girl squeal.

With a shaky breath, Mikha turned off her monitor and pushed her chair back, giving Colet more room. Colet's smirk widened as she took advantage of the space, her hands and lips exploring Mikha's body with increasing intensity.

"Colet, please," Mikha begged, her voice barely a whisper. "I need more."

Colet's eyes darkened with desire as she complied, Leaning more licking and sucking on Mikha's clit her movements becoming more deliberate, more passionate and more faster. Mikha's moans filled the room, her body arching into Colet's touch. Colet move her hands up into Mikha's shirt sliding inside to Mikha's chest rubbing her hard nipples.

The world outside their little bubble ceased to exist, their focus solely on each other. As their passion reached its peak, Mikha's mind was a blur of pleasure and need. She clung to Colet, her fingers digging into Colet's shoulders as she rode wave after wave of ecstasy.

"Colet! Fuck!" Mikha cursed and she cummed into Colet's mouth who suck every liquid as Mikha twitch on the chair, Colet riding her high down. When they finally collapsed together, their breaths mingling, Mikha knew that their secret would be harder to keep now.

"Babe, that was... incredible," Mikha murmured, her voice still trembling.

Colet smiled, pressing a soft kiss to Mikha's lips. "I told you I needed attention."

Mikha laughed softly, her heart full of love for the woman beside her. "You always know how to get it, don't you?"

Colet's smile turned serious, her eyes searching Mikha's. "Mikha, maybe it's time we stop hiding. I don't want to sneak around anymore. I want to be able to hold your hand in public, to kiss you without fear."

Mikha's heart swelled with emotion. She had been afraid of their friends' reactions, but Colet was right. Their love was too important to hide. She cupped Colet's face in her hands, pressing a tender kiss to her lips.

"You're right, Ate. Let's tell them," Mikha whispered, her voice filled with determination.

Colet's eyes sparkled with happiness. "Together?"

Mikha nodded, a smile spreading across her face. "Together."

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The next day, Mikha and Colet stood hand in hand outside the campus café, their hearts pounding with anticipation. They had decided to tell their friends during their usual meet-up, hoping for acceptance and understanding.

As they walked in, their friends greeted them with smiles and waves. Mikha squeezed Colet's hand, drawing strength from her presence. They approached the table, their hands still intertwined.

"Hey, guys," Mikha said, her voice steady. "There's something we need to tell you."

Their friends looked up, curiosity and concern in their eyes. Mikha took a deep breath, her gaze meeting Colet's. Colet nodded, encouraging her to continue.

"Colet and I... we've been dating for a while now," Mikha confessed, her heart racing. "We didn't tell you because we were scared, but we don't want to hide anymore."

There was a moment of silence, and Mikha held her breath, waiting for their reaction. Then, Stacey broke into a wide grin, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

"About time you two told us," Stacey said, her tone teasing. "We've been waiting for ages!"

Mikha blinked in surprise. "You knew?"

Stacey laughed, and the rest of their friends joined in. "Of course we knew. You two aren't exactly subtle."

Mikha felt a wave of relief wash over her. Colet squeezed her hand, her eyes shining with happiness. Their friends accepted them, supported them, and that was all that mattered.

"Thank you," Mikha said, her voice choked with emotion. "Thank you all."

Their friends smiled, offering words of encouragement and support. Mikha felt a weight lift off her shoulders, knowing that she and Colet no longer had to hide their love.

As they sat down with their friends, Mikha couldn't help but steal glances at Colet, her heart filled with gratitude and love. They had faced their fears together, and now, they could look forward to a future where their love was no longer a secret.

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Months passed, and Mikha and Colet's relationship grew stronger with each passing day. They no longer hid their affection, their love blossoming in the open. Their friends continued to support them, and their bond as a group grew even closer.

One evening, as they sat together under the stars, Mikha turned to Colet, her heart full of love and gratitude.

"Ate, thank you for always being there for me," Mikha said, her voice soft. "I love you more than words can express."

Colet smiled, her eyes filled with adoration. "I love you too, Mikha. Always."

They leaned in, sharing a tender kiss under the night sky, their hearts beating in sync. They knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, their love unhidden and unbreakable.