"I hate thunder with a passion."
Kyoka Jirou X Fem!Reader
Comfort Kink
"Has anyone seen y/n?" Denki asked as they were beginning to start a movie. Bakusquad was watching a movie and y/n being apart the group, needed to be there. "She's in her room. It's thundering outside." Mina commented. "That's right. Y/n doesn't like thunder, does she?" Kirishima thought out loud. "Well I hope she's okay."
Jirou passed by the girl's room only to hear a small yelp. The purple haired female knocked on the door. "Are you alright, y/n?" She asked. The door was opened a few seconds later to reveal a h/c girl wrapped in a blanket. "Hey Kyoka." She smiled and stepped aside to let the girl in. The door clicked shut and Jirou looked to the room that was usually clean now scattered with papers and a knocked over container of colored pencils.
"The storm really getting to you?" The shorter female asked. "I hate thunder with a passion." Y/n replied back. She went to pick up the the papers only to toss them again when a loud shock echoed in the room. Kyoka felt awful that the h/c girl had to suffer through that.
The purple haired girl was sat on y/n's bed and spoke up. "Y/n, come here." The girl looked over at Jirou. She huffed and walked over. The purple eyed girl held out her arms. Y/n gave a soft smile and gratefully went into her arms. She sat in the shorter girl's lap and snuggled in her neck. "I'm sorry I'm bothering you." Y/n mumbled into the girl's neck. "You're not being a bother Y/n. You're my girlfriend, I should be here for you whenever you need me."
Y/n felt happy despite everything thunder strikes she would jump in her girlfriend's arm. I need to distract her. Jirou thought. Y/n had jagged breathing as she tried to calm herself. Kyoka took a chance and ran her arm against the h/c girl's thigh. She was gentle and not pushing at all. It was helping. Y/n wasn't focusing all that much on the thunder and more on the hand slowly creeping towards here heated core.
"Is this alright?" Jirou asked. Y/n nodded slightly into the girl's neck. She gasped slightly when a hand slipped into her pajama pants. Jirou peppered her girlfriend with kisses on her neck as she pressed a finger slowly into her girlfriend. "Kyoka." Y/n mumbled into the girl's neck at the feeling. She liked it a lot.
Jirou was gentle and slow not trying to rush anything. She wanted her girlfriend to be happy and not think about the storm. The purple haired girl slid in another finger, scissoring the taller girl in her lap. She withered a little, gripping gently at Jirou's shirt.
Y/n turned her head to be able to kiss her girlfriend. The two fit perfectly together in a sweet kiss. The shorter girl nipped at the other girl's bottom lip as an asking of permission but she didn't have a choice because once a third finger was pushed in Y/n gasped and left a time for Jirou to slip her tongue in. Y/n moaned into the other girl's mouth.
The h/c girl's leg started to shake as she got close. The two pulled apart with a string of saliva connecting them. Y/n bit into Jirou's shoulder as she came. All that could be heard was y/n's heavy breathing. "See? The storm doesn't phase you if you find a way to distract yourself." Y/n snorted. "Yes. And now I have to shower. Care to join?" The h/c asked. "I would love to."
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