Love Live! {Yuri, Smut}

Dia's discipline

Description: After Chika has been a bad and non-respecting girl, Dia decides to bring the girl some discipline.
Word Count: 4.450

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Dates are something Dia doesn't understand. Who would enjoy going out with someone and worry about the simplest thing all day? It was time wasting as well, she'd prefer to work. Dates just weren't something Dia liked. No, that was a lie. But Dia didn't want to admit it.

But there she was, waiting for her date-mate to arrive. She checked her watch for the third time since the five minutes she got there.

She was nervous. This was probably the fiftieth date and she was still afraid that she was sweating blood like her lord and saviour did.

Her head snapped up when she heard the rapid sound of feet hitting the ground in a steady but hasted rhythm.

"I'm sorry I'm late!" Chika yelled as she started to slow down as she got closer to Dia. The latter huffed. "I've been standing here for six minutes now, you really are late."

Chika rolled her eyes as she tried to catch her breath. "I ran all the way too!" she cried out as she pouted then. "I tried my best, but you know how bad I am with time."

Dia bit her lip. Chika was cute when she acted all sad like this. "I suppose I could forgive you. But only this time." She said with a sigh.

"You said that last time too." Chika deadpanned. Dia frowned. "What was that?"

For a moment it looked like Chika was truly afraid. "Nothing. You look pretty babe." She quickly said as she wrapped one of her with freckles covered arms around Dia's waist.

The girl almost let out a yelp as it startled her. She felt how her face turned red. "You dork." She mumbled as she tried to hide her embarrassed expression by turning away her face.

Chika grinned and pressed her lips against Dia's pale neck. This time the girl really let out a yelp. It made Chika grin even more, until the grin turned into laughter.

"W-whatever, let's continue our.. date." Dia said, scratching the back of her neck where Chika's lips had been earlier.

The orange-haired hummed. "You said date, good girl! You always try to avoid that word, don't you?"

Dia grumbled. "I said, let's go. So we are now going. First up is the aquarium."

Chika sighed. "Uhh?! Again? We always go to the aquarium!" she whined. Dia turned around with an angry look. "I have to visit Mozart."

Mozart was actually a penguin Dia really liked. She had just started calling him Mozart one day, claiming, "A wonderful name from a successful man for a good living being".

"You give Mozart more attention and love than me!" Chika loudly exclaimed as she started to follow Dia, who was already pacing forward.

"Because Mozart has a pretty face."

"Are you saying my face isn't pretty? Is that why you like to kiss it so much and sit on it?" Chika asked as she pouted.

Dia had stopped walking. Around them were people. People with kids.

"Don't fucking say that I like to sit on your face when there are people with kids walking around us." Dia hissed at Chika as she snagged the girl's hand, pulling her along with her.

Chika smirked. "But it's true, isn't it? You always get so loud whenever you sit on these comfortable cheeks." She then teased as she intertwined their fingers.

Once more, Dia stopped her pace. "If you say that again, I'll strangle you with my thighs."

"Well that wouldn't be a bad end, would it?" Chika replied, squeezing Dia's hand.