(ive had this in my drafts for months and ive been writing then rewriting it because i didnt like it and now i kind of like it so-)
-Jirou's POV-
Okay look. This wasn't ment to happen. Me and Yaomomo were just friends! Maybe that's a lie from my end. Friends shouldn't think about friends like...this. Anyways, one night, it went farther than expected and we couldn't stop. She wouldn't stop. I didn't want her to stop. We both enjoyed it way too much. I was just staring into those damn eyes too much. Her eyes always did distract me when we studied together. Her lips were a big distraction too, always soft looking and so damn kissable. Don't get me started on her long, slender fingers. She was always a swift typer when we texted and when she wrote things down she was quick to erase a mistake and jump back into writing down notes. I couldn't help but wonder what they would feel like inside me. Her thrusting them into me as I moaned with pleasure. Holy fuck I wanted it so badly. And I got it the other night.
"Yaomomo, I don't understand any of this!" I whined out. We were ment to be studding for a test, but I don't understand this math at all. She looked up from her paper, and locked her eyes with mine for a second before she looked down at my notes I had took in class.
"You barely took any notes!" She said, "Jirou, you said you'd try!"
"I did try!" I said. That was a lie. All of class alls I could think about was her. As she picked up her pencil and started to fix my notes by adding her own, I couldn't help but stare. I couldn't help but wonder what those fingers could do. How would they would feel against my warm skin? How they would touch her. Would Momo be gentle, or would she be a lot more dominate than anyone could imagine? Fuck, I was getting wetter by the second thinking like this.
"Jirou, are you listening to me?" Yaomomo asked, breaking me out of my thoughts. My face flushed redish.
"Yeah, just a uh..." my voice drifted off for a second, "just thinking a lot." Yaomomo seemed to have worry in those sparkling eyes of hers.
"Wanna relax instead then?" She asked. I nodded and we layed down on the bed. We layed on our sides, my head laying in the crook of her neck and her thigh between my leg. She ran her fingers through my hair, almost making me fall asleep.
That was until my horniness and Yaomomo's hand movements caught me off guard.
As her fingers gently slid down through my hair, they eventually got down to my neck, where I happen to be rather sensitive. I couldn't stop the small moan from escaping my lips nor my hips slightly grinding against her thigh. FUCK. I wanted this to be a dream. There's no way I just did that I-
"Jirou..?" Yaomomo said, clearly noticing what happened.
"S-sorry..." I stammered out as my face heated up uncontrollably. Silence. It was silent for a few seconds, until Yaomomo spoke up.
"Need some help?" She asked.
"Yeah," I said, quickly. Before I could think for a moment, Yaomomo's lips crashed into mine. My wetness down there became a puddle at this point. Fuck she's making me so wet. As she pushed her thigh further between my thighs, I couldn't help but mindlessly grind my hips on her thigh. I was beyond horny at this point. I felt like I could barely think about anything but Yaomomo. It was hard to control my body at this point too. As Jirou slid her tounge into my mouth, I bucked my hips upwards, trying to get more of that friction between my thighs. She pulled away from the kiss, only to start kissing my jawline. I moaned at the feeling and moaned more as she started kissing my neck. No. This wasn't just kissing. It was a combination of sucking, licking, and biting that drove me crazy. I kept bucking my hips up, grinding against her more. Fuck this felt so good. My eyes were basically making my eyes roll into the back of my head as I moaned loudly from the pleasure.
-Yaomomo's POV-
I didn't know what was making this so much better. The fact that Jirou was grinding her hips against my thigh or that I was making her moan. I felt so much power already. I was sure to leave marks on her neck with how rough I was being then. At one point, she moaned loudly into my ear between her hot pants. All of this was making it so hard to not just rip her clothes off of her and fuck her until she could barely walk. I wanted her to scream my name already. I knew I'd get that by the end of the night though. I just knew it.
-Jirou's POV-
As Momo's tounge swirled around my neck, sure to leave hickeys with the sucking and biting, I couldn't help but think about what that tounge could do a little farther down. Holy fuck, Momo, just fuck me already. She was driving me crazy with all this teasing. I started scratching at Momo's shoulders, hoping that would get her to do SOMETHING, hell ANYTHING about how wet I was. She clearly knows how turned on I am, how wouldn't she with all of my moans and my wet core grinding against her leg? She's just ignoring it and I hated it more than anything.
I never beg. I was always taught the hard way that begging just shows how weak you are and how easy people can use you, so I never once would resort to begging. Until now that is.
"M-Momo please..." I begged, although it came out as a shakey and breathless whisper. I need her fucking fingers inside of me. I felt her smirk against my neck at the fact she managed to bring me to this point.
"What was that, Kyouka?" She asked, wanting me to say it again, "I didn't hear you." I hated her teasing. I knew she wanted to hear me beg again because I would never do this and I didn't want to give her that pleasure.
But with how badly I wanted her to fuck me, how could I stop now?
"Momo, I want you to thrust your fucking fingers so deep inside of me," I started, "make me your little fucking slut as I scream your name. Do whatever you fucking want with me, just please fuck me." Momo's face flushed redish, suprised by my vulgar words. She couldn't say no now, could she?
(ok thats like 1154 words yeehaw.)
(If yall want a part 2 just ask)
