Sticky And Sweet (Kokoro x Zero Two Lemon)

Chapter 1

The girls had chewed out the boys and snapped at them until their shrill yelling for them to "leave" was finally heard out. The boys had shuffled out of the hangar quickly and without protest—the situation was already dicey and lacking in their favor.

So now the girls are left to go shower.

Ichigo, Ikuno, then Miku, and... Kokoro is right on her tail when Zero Two wraps her arm around her ample waist, laying her palm flat against her lower stomach. It's just a little squishy.

A soft, flustered gasp from Kokoro prompts the others, a good few feet ahead of them, to briskly turn around.

"We'll join you in a minute," says Zero Two quickly and without hesitation. Her face is right up against Kokoro's left temple; when she moves her eyes up, she can see that blush pink hair cascading down onto her shoulder. Kokoro shivers.

Both Ichigo and Miku look like they're about to protest—opening their mouths just the slightest bit, scowls still on their faces—but they don't. Perhaps the boys' actions are still weighing too much on their minds. Getting clean is more pressing of an issue to them, and Zero Two's actions right now aren't exactly out of the ordinary for her.

The other girls turn back around and continue stalking toward the showers. Soon they're out of sight; Zero Two removes her arm and steps forward to stand next to the other. Kokoro relaxes only by a small fraction. "Z-Zero Two-chan, w-what are you—"

Zero Two sticks her tongue out and runs it up Kokoro's face, from her delicate jawline all the way up to her cheekbone. She pulls back just as fast as the lick had happened.

So does Kokoro, who yelps and jumps away, but still clutches the orange towel closely to her nearly nude body. Her face shades to a lovely maroon color. It makes Zero Two laugh in a low, almost arrogant tone.

"Futoshi's right, you know. You have such a beautiful body..." Her voice trails off and she reaches out to stroke Kokoro's smooth chin, and stare into her deep blue eyes. She presses herself against Kokoro. "Let me ravish it."

Kokoro's lip trembles, but she can't stop herself from gazing back into Zero Two's seafoam irises. There's tension in Kokoro's stare, but also curiosity. "I-I..." Kokoro swallows hard, her grip on her towel lessens a bit.

Zero Two licks her lips, letting her hand fall to cup one of Kokoro's plump breasts. Kokoro simultaneously shivers and winces, but she doesn't step back. Her lip does start quivering again.

Zero Two leans in closely, neck craned down. "Ahhh, I knew you wouldn't say 'no,' Darling..." She traces her soft lips with one finger. "It's because of the book, right?" Zero Two revels in the way Kokoro's eyes go wide with fear. "Fufufu! I won't tell anyone. But you want to try it, don't you?"

Kokoro looks downward, seemingly thinking about this. Without looking back up, Kokoro slowly nods. "B-But two Pistils together can't make a baby..." Kokoro shifts in place, now clasping her hands at her chest nervously.

"Maybe it's better off that way," reasons Zero Two after a moment, and Kokoro perks up a bit like this is some great epiphany. "It's less trouble. That's the only reason you're interested in a silly boy, isn't it, Darling?" She presses even further into Kokoro's comparatively softer body, and brings her fingers up to push some of Kokoro's ash blonde hair behind her shoulder, then the stray strands behind her ear. Her hand the traces down her neck and back, all the way to her pillowy bottom.

"You don't need to bother with any Stamen." Zero Two squeezes Kokoro's butt, but not too aggressively. It's just gentle enough to be soft and soothing. A flat, simple smile pulls Zero Two's cheeks up.

"Zero Two-chan..." Kokoro sounds something akin to awestruck. "I-I'll do it, then." There's a foreign wisp of resolve in her voice that makes Zero Two briefly raise her thin brows.