Under My Wing

Dominance?

~Iroha's POV~

It's a normal day, really. It is. Nothing happened at the cooking club, nothing happened at lunch, nothing happened in class, nothing happened. That's a normal day for me, is it weird to say that I enjoy days like this?

Anyway, Yachiyo-San was at my house. Reading her books since she has better books than me, I already told my mom that she was going to have to spend the night at our house, mainly due to the stupid history project that we have. My mother said yes, as usual. Ugh, get back on topic Tamaki! Anyway, I was reading a book, but all of a sudden, a wave of blue locks entered my eyesight and my book wasn't there.

"Hmm? Where did..!" Yachiyo-San was hovering above me, her face full of seriousness, my eyes widened as she continued to stare down. "Do you need something..?" I asked as she stayed silent, and continued to look at me. "P-Please say something... t-this is kind of embarrassing..." I stammered as she tilted her head.

~Nobody's POV~

A sudden surge of courage came rushing through her blood as she realized how defenseless her pink-haired girlfriend in front of her. So this is what they call dominating. The younger girl looked at her side blushing, trying to avoid any eye contact towards the older girl. If she tried to have any eye contact right now, her knees might not last long. Even if Iroha is laying down, her knees were propping her up for balance, but still, she didn't know when her knees could drop. For some reason, she feels really tense and her knees are trembling, losing the strength she managed to muster even when fighting strong witches. But strangely enough, she doesn't dislike this feeling. No. If she has to put it into words, she would normally say, "...She's done this before... It still feels all tingly and somehow, I'm liking it again... and more than the first time."

Leaning forward, Yachiyo raised her other hand and gently reached for Iroha's face forcing the younger girl to look at her. This caught Iroha off guard, but there's no way in hell that she can resist after seeing the deep ocean blue eyes of the older girl. It feels like she's being drowned in those eyes filled with want and lust. They stayed like that for a few more seconds, studying the face of each other while caged by their own world, just the two of them.

~Iroha's POV~

Well, until the door bursted open. "Sis! Mom needs you to-" Ui stooped there, she made a smug like face and closed the door. "Yachiyo-San!" I exclaimed as Yachiyo giggled. "That was too good. You should've seen your face!" I furrowed my eyebrows and pushed her down. "This is funny to you?" I growled as the door opened again. "Iroha, why is Ui-" My mother stopped and raised a brow as she sighed and clapped her hands into a prayer. "Lord. You answered my prayers, and I thank you for that, but please, don't let them have sex under my roof." Yachiyo-San's eyes widened as mine did the same. I leapt from my bed and stood in front of my mother. Clasping my hands into a prayer, I sighed. "Lord. Please answer my prayers, and DON'T LET MY MOTHER BARGE IN MY ROOM ANYMORE." I sighed and as Ui grabbed my mom's wrist as I shut the door. "Please Mom! Knock next time!" I exclaimed and bowed. "I'm sorry, I... don't know what's wrong with them..."

Yachiyo-San giggled and patted my head, "It's fine. My family was the same with Mifuyu. We could just be playing a game and my mom would bust through the door." A sad gaze appeared on her face as I put a hand to her cheek. "Hey... we have each other right? And we have the others, I'm positive that we'll be just fine." I stood on my toes and pecked her cheek as she smiled. "We have a project to do, let's finish it." She explained as I nodded.

After two and a half hours of glueing, typing, folding, reading textbooks, and resting our hands, we finally finished.

"That's that. We should go to bed now. I'll go get the futon." I said as she shook her head, "Don't worry, I can manage." I shook my head and smiled. "No way, my bed is too small..." I looked at my bed and realized that it wasn't that small.