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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F, Multi
  Fandom:
      Love_Live!_School_Idol_Project
  Relationship:
      Minami_Kotori/Sonoda_Umi, Nishikino_Maki/Yazawa_Nico, Ayase_Eli/Toujou
      Nozomi
  Character:
      Hoshizora_Rin, Koizumi_Hanayo, Kousaka_Honoka, Minami_Kotori, Sonoda_Umi,
      Nishikino_Maki, Ayase_Eli, Toujou_Nozomi, Yazawa_Nico, Soldier_Game_Trio
  Additional Tags:
      Comedy, Explicit_Sexual_Content, Romance, Light_Bondage, Aphrodisiacs,
      All_three_otps_will_have_screen_time, Futanari
  Series:
      Part 1 of Mischievous_Pranks
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-07-26 Words: 16559
****** Kotori's Restlessness ******
by RakuraiDensetsu
Summary
     Kotori was concerned with Umi's aloof attitude towards their
     relationship, thus it results in her asking for Nozomi's help.
     However, Nozomi's plan was disrupted and a fortunate miscalculation
     has changed everyone's relationship.
Notes
     Author's Note: Konnichiwa~ Rakurai desu~
     My apologies for my absence the week before, everyone. I was
     concentrating on my IELTS exam so I had to delay my writing for
     awhile. This fic was an idea I had and it took me more than two weeks
     just to complete it. So, this is a little appetizer until next chaps
     for the other two fics are release.
     Regarding the ecchi scenes, it's best if you read your fav otp
     instead of all three, 'cause they seemed the same to me.
     Again, if there are any grammatical errors, I'm truly sorry. English
     is not my native language so there's nothing I can do about them.
     However, if there are any errors, feel free to tell them to me.
     I did some research on tarot cards regarding this story's plot.
     Disclaimer: I do NOT own anything other than the storyline.
     Please enjoy!
See the end of the work for more notes
“Hm… what does this thing do, Nozomi-chan?”
Honoka asked curiously while observing the exquisite phial sitting on the table
in front of her. She didn’t dare touch it since it looked so delicate, to
Honoka it seemed like the vial can shatter at any moment if she were to reach
out towards it.
“I’m glad you asked, Honoka-chan! This is a special potion specifically made
for Umi-chan only!” Nozomi beamed at her.
“Why Umi-chan, nya?” Rin, who was sitting beside Honoka the whole time, arched
her brow quizzically at Nozomi.
“Well, that’s because–” Nozomi began.
 
…FLASH BACKS…
“Um, Nozomi-chan…?”
Nozomi turned her head around to the sound of her ashen-haired friend. She had
just came back with the papers from the Teachers’ Room and was heading back to
the Student Council Room, when unexpectedly, Kotori stopped her in the hallway.
“What is it, Kotori-chan?”
“Do you have a moment, Nozomi-chan?”
“Of course!” Nozomi faced Kotori, “Is there something you need, Kotori-chan?”
“It’s about Umi-chan.” Kotori’s expression drooped. “I need your help, Nozomi-
chan.”
“Let me guess, she’s too impassive, is that it?”
“And too bashful. She wouldn’t talk to me about things related to our
relationship at all. I even tried making her talk about it but she outright
denied talking about ‘advancing further’, saying that it’s too ‘shameless’.”
“Hm, what else does she say when you try to talk her into it?” Nozomi quirked
an eyebrow.
“Well… she would blushed bright red and ran off before I even got the chance to
catch her.”
Nozomi sweat-dropped when she imagined the scene, then she tittered about it.
As expected of Umi-chan…
“Well, rest assured, Kotori-chan! Tomorrow, come to the clubroom early and I’ll
give you something that might help.” Nozomi winked at her.
“Thank you so much, Nozomi-chan!” Kotori beamed at her. “I’ll be counting on
you then!”
…END OF FLASH BACKS…
 
“And that’s the reason why I prepared this phial right here~” Nozomi concluded
with a beam.
“Haa…” Both Rin and Honoka let out an exaggerated sigh. “So that’s the reason
why you call us here so soon…”
“Well, I better get the preparation done then. I’ll be getting the drink from
the back.” Nozomi said as she disappeared into the adjoining room next to the
clubroom.
“Honoka, Rin.” Nico beckoned them from her seat near the club’s computer. “Come
here.”
While Nozomi was preparing the right drink for Umi to use, Honoka and Rin
stealthily move over to where Nico is.
“What is it, Nico-chan?” They both whispered in unison.
“It seems like Nozomi is going to enjoy her little prank! While she’s
distracted with her wicked scheme, let’s use the same thing she’s going to use
on Umi against her.” Nico grinned impishly.
“Eh? Wouldn’t she punish us if she finds out?” Honoka whined.
“If she were to find out. Remember that, Honoka.” Nico emphasized.
“If you say so, Nico-chan. But if she were to find out, you’ll be taking the
blame, nya.” Rin declared.
“Alright, alright, I will. Now, I’ll tell you both what you need to do…”
Nico murmured in the corner along with Honoka and Rin. After a few minutes,
Honoka shouted ‘Yosh!’ in a hushed voice while Rin was going ‘Nya!' in the same
manner. What comes next was the three of them all went back to their initial
seats, waiting for the right chance to strike.
Nozomi returned with a glass of herbal honey tea in her hand. When she put the
glass down the table and was about to pour the vial in, Honoka stopped her.
“Wait, Nozomi-chan!”
“Hm? What is it, Honoka-chan?” Nozomi quirked an eyebrow.
“I think you’re not conscientious enough, Nozomi! You’re not planning this
thoroughly!” Nico crunched her face with seriousness.
“Huh? What do you mean, Nicocchi?”
“If you have only one glass for Umi exclusively then what will she and the
others think?”
“They won’t think much of it?” Nozomi arched her brow, looking puzzled.
“You’re too naïve! Of course, they’ll think that something fishy is going on
here! Umi would definitely think that Honoka or Rin convinced you into pranking
her, while Maki or Eli would surely point out the special treatment for Umi.”
Nico over-exaggerated her statement with hand movements.
“Hm… I see.” Nozomi looked like a light has dawned on her. “Then, what do you
suggest we do, Nicocchi?”
“Why not prepare for the Soldier Game trio, Nozomi-chan?” Honoka suggested.
“That way it won’t be as suspicious!”
“Oh! Nice idea, Honoka-chan! Let’s do just that then.” Nozomi exclaimed merrily
as she took the glass along with her to the adjoining room once again.
“Rin will help you with pouring the vial, nya!” Rin volunteered.
“Thanks, Rin-chan! Let’s hurry before they get here.” Nozomi rushed her.
After they both left for the drinks’ preparation, Honoka glanced at Nico’s
direction with a thumbs up.
===============================================================================
 
Kotori was curious as to what Nozomi has up her sleeves this time.
Notwithstanding, she was a little bit astonished that Nozomi has called her
here along with the others to observe. As the Soldier Game trio examined the
drinks, Kotori took her seat. She didn’t say anything as she listened to Nozomi
and the others’ conversation.
“Drinks that will help improve our vocal?” Eli echoed.
“Yup! That’s right, Eli-chan!” Honoka beamed. “You guys are the three most
powerful vocalists, right? This drink will help your voice become even better
and smoother!”
“I thought you called us here for something important… so what is it this
time?” Maki crossed her arms, slightly irritated that she got called here
before homeroom even started.
“This is the herbal honey tea that I’ve exclusively hand-picked out for the
three of you. It will have special soothing effect on your voice once you used
it.” Nozomi explained with a smile.
“Why the sudden nice gesture though? No matter how you look at it, things that
are prepared by you, Honoka and Rin always have some weird outcomes in the end,
isn’t it?” Maki queried.
“How rude! Nozomi-chan even spent a whole day preparing it for you guys! At
least show some gratitude, Maki-chan!” Honoka pouted.
“Now, now, Honoka-chan. If they don’t want to drink it then we won’t push them.
I did it because Kotori-chan was concerned about the three of them. It’s their
decisions, after all.” Nozomi smiled graciously.
“Maki, I understand how you feel, but I think they’re not doing anything weird
this time. They could truly be looking out for us, you know?” Umi looked at
Maki with a sympathetic expression, knowing that Kotori requested it.
Upon Umi’s persuasion, Maki looked at her with an annoyed expression.
Nevertheless, she soon gave up and heaved a sigh.
“Alright, if you say so, Umi.”
“Then it’s decided. We’ll be taking the drinks, Nozomi.” Eli reached out for
the drinks on the table in front of them. “Thank you for this.”
Nozomi smiled back in response as they were taking their drinks. Meanwhile, Rin
sneaked up to where Nico was sitting and reported in.
“How goes the plan, Rin?” Nico whispered.
“It’s all going according to plan, Nico-taichou!” Rin murmured.
“Good! All that’s left is for Nozomi to have a taste of her own prank, ehehe~”
Nico laughed wickedly.
However, her little evil laugh didn’t last for long as she remembered one more
thing.
“By the way, how many glass did you put the pinkish liquid in, Rin?” Nico asked
tentatively.
“Nya? All of them, nya!” Rin held out a thumbs up.
“What!?” Nico exclaimed in a hushed tone. “Are you kidding me, Rin!? Why did
you do that!?”
“Well, three glasses are the same, nya? They’re not different from each other
and I don’t know which one they’ll take, so it’s best to just dumped all three,
nya.”
“But that means whatever uncanny effect that pinkish liquid has will be on
Maki-chan too, you idiot!”
“It’s fine, right? You’ll handle it anyways, Nico-chan!” Rin grinned.
“You’re joking me, aren’t you Rin!?” Nico’s face quickly turned pale.
Nico silently scolded Rin in the corner, while the others were happily enjoying
their drinks.
“This is actually really good!” Eli complimented.
“Yeah, I thought that it will have some kind of strange taste. Turns out you’re
actually doing something decent for once, huh?” Maki remarked.
Little did they know that while they were enjoying their drinks leisurely, a
playful smile has adorned Nozomi’s lips as she gazed intently towards Umi.
Unfortunately for her, Honoka and Rin were waiting for a more profound result.
Before they know it, all three glasses were completely empty.
During that time, Nico waited impatiently for the potion to take its effect on
them. Yet, nothing that seemed out of the ordinary has taken place at all. All
three of the Soldier Game trio were still chatting merrily away with Rin and
Honoka about the required ingredients on making the drinks.
“H-Huh?” Nico breathed out.
Meanwhile, Kotori scooted close to where Nozomi was sitting and mumbled
something to her that Nico couldn’t quite catch on.
“Was it inside the drinks, Nozomi-chan?”
“Yep, it is, Kotori-chan.” Nozomi smiled.
“How long does it take for the effect to start?”
“It won’t take long, only thirty minutes at best. The slowest takes an hour.”
Nozomi hummed.
“And how long does it last?” Kotori questioned.
“I’d only administered a 24-hour potion. If it takes longer than that then I
don’t think Umi-chan is gonna be happy when she finds out.” Nozomi laughed
nervously.
“Okay, that’s more than enough, Nozomi-chan. Thank you!” Kotori smiled
cheerfully.
After the three of them finished their drinks, all of µ's members returned to
their respective classrooms. Kotori was looking forward to every minute of it
as she followed Umi and Honoka back to the 2nd year classroom with a contented
smile on her face. Their ordinary day of classes and activities went on as per
usual.
During the 1st year first period: Math class…
Even though nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary for the 1st year trio,
Maki was feeling especially unnerving during class. At first, she was
completely normal, doing her daily revision of her notes. Then, as if something
strange has taken over her, she closed her notes as class started and stared
blankly at the teacher as though she’s listening attentively.
Granted that she was only looking at the teacher, Hanayo had noticed something
was off about her during the first thirty minutes of class. It’s natural that
Maki would pay attention during class, she’s an honour student after all. That
much is cleared to Hanayo. Frankly, she just didn’t think that is what Maki is
doing at all. Hanayo was unsure of herself, thinking that she was worrying too
much. Although, to Hanayo it seemed like the look in Maki’s amethyst eyes
stated that they’re bored instead of concentration.
As a result of her worries, during the moment the teacher’s back was facing
them, Hanayo called out for Maki in the most hushed tone she has. The situation
was in her favour as speaking quietly was one of her specialties, aside from
eating rice, that is.
“Maki-chan… are you alright?”
No answers from her. Maki’s expression and upright sitting posture still hasn’t
changed.
“Maki-chan, can you hear me?”
Still no answers nor movements from her. Hanayo finds herself slowly becoming
more apprehensive of what might happen if the teacher were to hear her, should
she continue to call out to Maki. Even so, she has to know if Maki was alright.
“Maki-chan! Maki–“
Out of nowhere, a hand unexpectedly yanked her arm and pulled her back to the
lesson. Right at that moment, the teacher turned her attention from the board
back to the classroom, conspicuously oblivious to the little ruckus Hanayo is
making near the end of the class. Thankfully, Hanayo’s shriek was quickly
covered by her own hands to drown it out into inaudible whimpering noises.
When the teacher returned to the board again, Hanayo glanced over to the one
responsible for startling her. As it turns out, Rin was the one who pulled her
back before the teacher finds out about her little deed.
“R-Rin-chan?” Hanayo piped.
“What’s wrong Kayo-chin? It’s not like you to be talking during class at all,
nya.” She murmured.
“I-It’s about Maki-chan. Something’s wrong and I’m worried.”
Rin took one look at Maki, starting to inspect her from her expression to her
sitting posture. After a moment, nothing seemed out of the ordinary to Rin at
all. She turned back to Hanayo with a puzzled expression, clearly unable to
understand why she would say anything is wrong with their red-head friend.
“She seems normal to me, nya.”
“That’s what I thought at first too, but her eyes… they seemed… strange. If I
had to describe it, she seemed focused on the lesson but it’s more like she’s
in a daze than actually concentrating on class.”
“That’s why you kept calling out to her, nya?”
“Y-Yeah, but she just wouldn’t answer me at all. Not to mention, she hadn’t
moved since the beginning of class too. I have to know if she’s okay, Rin-
chan.”
“If you keep on doing that, you’ll be caught, Kayo-chin.”
“But Maki-chan is–“ Hanayo started, but was soon interrupted by Rin.
“If that’s the case then let me give you a hand, Kayo-chin!”
While Hanayo disconcertingly looked at her with confuse expression, Rin picked
up her school bag and started rummaging through it. When Rin finally found what
she was looking for, she made a gratified smile and pulled out a slingshot. As
expected, Hanayo was dumbfounded when she saw the slingshot, then a scenario
started to take shape inside her mind; whereupon her mouth went agape and eyes
wide.
“R-Rin-chan! You can’t! Maki-chan is going to scold you for it!”
“It’s going to be fine, Kayo-chin! I’ll apologise to her later, nya. Besides,
I’m not gonna let you get detention because of this, nya.”
As soon as she finished her sentence, Rin gave Hanayo a thumbs up and get down
to business immediately. She pulled out an unused paper from underneath her
desk, ripping it into small pieces and started folding them into small strips
of paper. Next, she hold up the slingshot towards Maki’s direction and aimed.
As Rin pulled the rubber band back with considerable force, she let go and it
flew right at Maki’s back.
Upon her excellent shot, Rin balled her hand into a fist, her voice yelling
‘Alright!’ in her mind. In the midst of Rin’s puckish mischief, Hanayo had
expected some kinds of reaction from Maki when the strip of paper hit her.
Contrary to what Hanayo has anticipated, Maki still remained in her immobile
state. As one would expect, both Hanayo and Rin were very surprised to find
their friend completely unfazed by the shot.
They turned to look at each other with bewildered expressions then back at Maki
to find her glancing at them out of the corner of her eye. What comes after was
bafflement on their faces as the shot from before elicited a snicker from Maki.
Nonetheless, that was the only reaction Maki gave them, as she returned to
staring at the teacher once again. On the other hand, Hanayo, who is now too
shocked to utter a single word, glanced at Rin who was as equally shocked as
she was.
“What was that just now, Kayo-chin…?”
“I don’t know, Rin-chan…”
Their classes continued on peacefully, without anymore trouble from them as
Maki’s reaction was something too bizarre for them to see again.
During the 3rd year second period: Literature class…
“Alright, for this first part of Kenzaburo Oe’s masterpiece ‘The Silent Cry’,
can someone read out loud the first paragraph for me?”
Nanako-sensei asked the whole classroom as she glanced around. Not a single
hand raised. Then she looked towards Eli’s direction.
“Ayase-san, can you read this for us, please?”
“Yes, Nanako-sensei.” Eli stood from her chair and began to read. “Awakening in
the predawn darkness, I grope among the anguished remnants of dreams that
linger in my consciousness…”
As Eli’s clear voice rang throughout the whole classroom, Nozomi finds herself
closing her eyes as she listened. Notwithstanding the fact that she’s someone
who likes taking naps and that Literature class has the intrinsic effect of
luring her into a more than welcomed rest, hearing Eli’s voice was one of the
appreciative moments during Literature class. Those moments, to Nozomi, turned
out to be Literature class at best.
When it ended, the clattering sound of the chair came to Nozomi’s ears and she
opened her eyes, slightly displeased that her moment of serenity during
Literature class was already over. However, as she sit up straight to focus on
the lesson, a sudden chill went down her spine. While Nozomi thought that she
was imagining it, she spontaneously looked over to her left and were greeted
with bright light blue orbs that comes from her partly Russian friend.
She was a bit taken aback but still smiled lightly at Eli, indicating why would
she looked at her. Nozomi knows that Eli would understand the silent spoken
gesture, which is why she did it. After all, they’ve been together for three
years and reading each other gestures is something that they’ve gained from
their long-term relationship. Yet, Nozomi was greeted with another strange
phenomenon from Eli as she kept on staring at Nozomi without responding to her
silent gesture.
Unusual as it was, Nozomi still brushed it off, thinking that Eli must be in
her own abstraction plane and that she’s only staring at Nozomi with unfocused
eyes. At least that was what Nozomi had presumed it to be, until after ten
minutes of her feeble attempt in keeping her concentration on the board failed
miserably. Eli’s gaze was too intense, causing Nozomi to be acutely conscious
of her the whole time. Needless to say, Nozomi has to do something about it or
the teacher will notice.
“E-Elichi, what’s wrong?” Nozomi whispered to her.
The consecutive situations that developed from that point on disconcerted
Nozomi profoundly.
The first perceptible sign was Eli’s expression. Something about her facial
expression seemed flirtatious to Nozomi. The way she batted her eyelashes at
Nozomi. How agonizingly slow when her tongue slid through her glossy lips. The
smouldering flame that burn deep in Eli’s piercing gaze feels like blazing fire
to Nozomi. All of Eli’s playful acts put Nozomi in a dizzying trance. At least
she was about to fall into said trance until she gasped, finally aware of her
current environment.
The fervent fever from before has partly vanished, leaving what is now replaced
by an uneasy feeling of anxiety. What happened to you, Elichi? She mused. She
racked her brains, trying to figure out what is affecting Eli, or at least
comprehend the situation she is in. Nozomi looked at Eli again only to find her
behaviour towards Nozomi still remain unchanged from the moment she sat
down–Sat down…? Wait… Elichi started staring at me ever since she sat down.
Eventually, Nozomi’s eyes darted up to the clock hanging on the wall above the
blackboard opposite from her. It is now second period and it has been more than
one hour ever since μ's meeting in the clubroom. More than one hour…? Oh no…
Nozomi slowly turned her head over to Eli with a growing apprehension on her
features. True to her rational fear, everything about Eli’s appearance and her
action right now were spot on with the description from the vial.
As the unfavourable realisation hit her, Nozomi immediately broke into a cold
sweat, unsure of what she should do right now. She–more than anyone
else–thoroughly understand the dire situation she’s currently in. Then, her
eyes brushed through Nico’s back, which is only one seat above to her right.
She impulsively called out to Nico in a quiet voice.
“Nicocchi!”
Nico’s head raised up towards the board, thinking that the teacher has called
on her. Must be my imagination. And her attention returned to the book laying
flat on her desk.
“Nicocchi!!”
This time, Nico stiffened. Finally recognizing the voice that has been calling
her, she slowly turned her head around to find Nozomi’s pleading look that was
directed towards her. Even so, Nico still wanted to confirm it. So she glanced
both on her left and right, only to reaffirm that Nozomi truly was looking at
her.
“What?” She mouthed with an agitated attitude.
“Help me! Elichi got drugged!” Nozomi mouthed back.
“Eli?” Nico furrowed her brows.
After Nozomi mentioned her name, Nico glanced over at said half-Russian blonde
only to be greeted with a wild, blazing, hot-looking Eli who was staring at
Nozomi with half-lidded eyes. Also, she has unbuttoned the first button on
her–when the hell did she unbutton it!?
“No way… you’re kidding me right…?”
Nico felt like the life inside has left her when her own adverse scenario about
a certain red-head princess doing exactly what Eli is doing right now, or
worse! Maybe even more than that! God knows what she would do to Nico once she
caught sight of her. This time, it is Nico’s turn to break into a cold sweat.
“Nicocchi! You gotta help me!”
Nozomi’s trembling voice brought her back to the brutal, cold grasp of reality.
Nico looked between her purple-hair friend and the blonde Russian with an ugly
expression. It goes without saying that they’re both screwed. Big time.
Before Nico can utter a word, Eli’s hand crept over to where Nozomi was sitting
and gently caressed her face. Nico stared back with a look of horror on her
face, while Nozomi’s silent cry for help–which is directed at the raven-hair
third year–can be heard from her spot next to Eli.
During the 2nd year third period: English class…
One hour has long since passed yet Kotori still finds herself staring intently
at her blue-hair friend’s back. It’s already third period and the potion hasn’t
even taken effect yet. As more time pass, Kotori’s hope was gradually
diminishing from all the waiting that she’s been enduring since first period.
She heaved a heavy sigh, thinking that maybe God had intended for them to
always be this way.
During first period, she tried poking Umi’s back with a pencil to speed up the
effect of the potion but no matter what she did, she couldn’t elicit any kind
of reaction from Umi. Worse thing that comes from her poking is that she get
scolded by an aggravated Umi. Kotori glanced over to her left and was welcomed
with a drooling, deep-in-her-dream-world ginger-hair friend of hers. How nice…
if I can be as carefree as Honoka-chan then maybe I don’t have to worry about
how Umi-chan feels towards me… she thought to herself, closing her eyes
wearily.
At that exact moment, the sound of pencil hitting the floor resounded from in
front of her, bringing Kotori’s attention back to Umi. She snapped her eyes
open and looked up to Umi’s quivering figure. Umi-chan…?
Both of Umi’s hands were gripping her arms tightly, as if to steady herself,
while her body–which is now a trembling mess–started shaking uncontrollably.
Suzuhara-sensei was still focusing on writing something on the board so other
than Kotori, no one else seemed to notice Umi’s disturbing state. A litany of
inaudible whimpering noises came from Umi, startling Kotori just as she reached
out for Umi.
“Umi-chan–“ Kotori mumbled.
“Sonoda-san, is everything alright?” Suzuhara-sensei raised her concern,
cutting Kotori off. She chooses now of all times to turn back.
“Ah, yes! Everything is fine, Suzuhara-sensei! Please don’t mind me!” Umi shot
up from her chair.
Her sudden movement transfixed both Kotori and Suzuhara-sensei with surprise.
Thereupon, they both started sweating at the same time. Suzuhara-sensei set
down her book and casted a worried look towards her, along with the staring
coming from every student but a certain ginger-head–she was too busy in her own
dreamland to even wake up from the commotion–in the classroom.
“Uh… I don’t think you’re fine at all, Sonoda-san. Have you not notice? Your
face is flushed bright red, your eyes are dropping, you’re sweating heavily and
you’re breathing fast. I can even hear your rough breathing from up here, you
know?”
“That’s–! I don’t know what came over me either but believe me, Suzuhara-
sensei! I’m completely fine.”
“And I don’t think you’re fine at all, Sonoda-san. All the symptoms I’ve just
listed pointed out how clearly it is that you’ve caught a cold. You can go to
the Infirmary to rest up, you know? No need to push yourself.”
“I–!”
Suddenly, Umi stopped mid-sentence, becoming staggered out of no where. Silence
descended upon the class as they waited anxiously for her answer. The trembling
continued for another good ten seconds, then ceased unpredictably. Her body,
which has been drooping ever since she became staggered, stood up straight
again. The whole class stared at her until she spoke up.
“My deepest apologies, Suzuhara-sensei. There is nothing wrong with me anymore,
please continue with your teaching.”
Her bangs were hiding her eyes, making Suzuhara-sensei unable to read her
expression at all.
“You sure?” She asked incredulously.
“Yes, I’m sure, Sensei.”
Umi finally raised her face and it was quite disconcerting for Suzuhara-sensei
to find those initial symptoms no longer evidenced on Umi’s features anymore.
Instead, what once was there is now replaced by a vacuous, impassive expression
decorated with chilly amber orbs. No more bright-red blushing. No heavy
sweating. No ragged breathing. A very cool and composed Umi was facing her.
“Alright, if you say so, Sonoda-san. But you’re welcome to go to the Infirmary
should you feel unwell, understand?” Suzuhara-sensei sighed.
“Yes, Sensei.”
Even though she was only half-satisfied with Umi’s answer, Suzuhara-sensei
still returned to the lesson nonetheless. She picked up her book and turned
back to the board, picking up where she left off from before. Umi took her seat
with frightening calmness. Even Kotori was breaking out in cold sweat just
observing her from behind. She was so flustered just now… why is she suddenly
so nonchalant? Kotori tentatively brought her hand towards Umi’s shoulder,
proceeding to see if she’s really Umi or not.
“Umi-chan…?” Kotori hesitantly asked. “Are you alright?”
When Kotori’s hand lightly landed on Umi’s shoulder, a hand unexpectedly
grabbed her hand with a strong force, grasping it firmly. Kotori inadvertently
let out a squeak, completely caught by surprise; whereupon she tried to open
her mouth to speak, but was greeted with a deep, low, provocative murmur coming
from the very person in front of her.
“Are you sure you want to do that, Kotori?” Umi shifted her head to look at
Kotori with frigid amber eyes.
“Hii–!” Kotori let out another frightened squeak, immediately caught on to what
Umi was implying.
“I’d love nothing more than to service you, my Little Birdie. However, as
unfortunate as it is, we’re still in the middle of class. Maybe after class,
alright, Little Birdie?” A dangerous smile has found its way onto Umi’s face.
It seemed that today was determined to be the day when Kotori would find
herself getting shocked over and again.
Lunch time…
As soon as the sound of the school bell started ringing and lunch time came as
students began to push their desks together for lunch, Kotori quickly stood up
and jogged towards the classroom’s door, but before she managed to reach it, a
sturdy hand firmly take hold of her wrist.
“Kotori, where are you going?”
Kotori turned around, a bit worried about herself and Umi. Mostly her well-
being though.
“Um… I’m going to the bathroom?” Kotori said with a force smile. In fact, she
was gradually getting afraid of what’s about to come.
“I didn’t know you’d wish it that way, Kotori. How surprising… or perhaps I
should say as expected from you…?” A sly smile crept its way onto Umi’s face.
“–!” Kotori mewled feebly as Umi enfolded Kotori in her arms.
“What’s wrong, Kotori? Didn’t you wish for this moment with me?”
Umi stroke her ashen-hair affectionately, utterly oblivious to the other
students’ prying eyes and curious staring. As one would expect, Kotori noticed
this straight away. Umi lifted Kotori’s chin up with her hand as she gazed deep
into her amber orbs.
“I’ll immediately grant your wish in the bathroom, Little Birdie. After I get
my appetizer, of course.”
Umi slowly leaned forward for a kiss, whereas Kotori found herself leaning
backward, away from the frighteningly bold Umi. All eyes were on them as more
and more students poured into the class for a romantic play that is taking
place right in in front of them. Umi’s lips almost touched Kotori until she
suddenly shouted.
“Umi-chan! Eli-chan is looking for you! She’s by the door!”
“Hm?”
Umi, as compulsively odd as she was today, is still a very rigorous and strict
person. Upon Kotori’s lie, she instantly turned her head around to a bunch of
noisy students crowding the hallway and the classroom, in search of her third
year Russian friend. Of course, Kotori took hold of her chance right away. She
broke free of Umi’s strong grasp while her guard was down and dashed for the
hallway.
Umi-chan, I’m sorry! But you’re going too far!! She thought as she ran with her
eyes closed.
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“Nozomi, to think that you’re so obedient… I know you can’t resist me.”
Eli said as she dragged Nozomi behind her. Her hand was firmly gripping
Nozomi’s wrist, preventing no escape from the purple-hair girl.
“Well, who knows what you might do to me if I don’t bailed, Elichi?” Nozomi
laughed dryly.
She had stopped resisting ever since Nico abandoned her, seeing that no matter
what she does, Eli wouldn’t let her go anyways. So, Nozomi simply gave in. To
be more precise, conjuring up a plan to escape would be appropriate to say.
“So you do know what I’m going to do, huh?” Eli smirked.
Before Nozomi could even catch on to what Eli has meant, she pinned Nozomi
against the wall and placed both hands on either side of her head. A dark,
risqué expression was on Eli’s face.
“Uh… Elichi? We’re in the middle of the hallway, you know? Surely, you
wouldn’t–“
“Oh but I would, Nozomi.” Eli interjected. “After all, I have permitted you
joking around more than enough now, haven’t I?”
“E-Elichi? Come on, stop joking around. Students that pass by will notice, you
know?”
Even though Nozomi was smiling, Eli was actually scaring her out of her wits,
Nozomi couldn’t even think straight. Not with the proximity between her and Eli
right at the moment.
“I don’t mind. Besides, I think you’re the one who mind, isn’t that right,
Nozomi?”
Eli lovingly stroked a few strands of Nozomi’s hair. As she did so, Eli’s hand
inadvertently brushed against Nozomi’s ear, resulted in Nozomi flinching at the
contact. Unexpectedly, Eli did catch that reaction. She narrowed her eyes at
Nozomi, her lascivious desire ascending.
“Well, isn’t this a pleasant surprise. Your ears are sensitive, huh?”
“–!” Nozomi rasped. “You wouldn’t, Elichi.”
Now her expression is just as dangerous as Eli's. At first glance, anyone would
think that they were having a showdown, challenging each other head-on, what
with all the scary-looking expression and dark, sombre smiles.
“What makes you think I wouldn’t, Nozomi?” Eli’s hand was hovering near her
ear.
“Don’t go there, Elichi.” Nozomi reprimanded. Her face was getting grimmer.
“Nice try, Nozomi. But that isn’t going to scare me off.” Eli snickered.
Both of Eli’s hands relentlessly touched Nozomi’s ear at the same time, causing
her whole body to flinch at said contact. As if that wasn’t gratifying enough,
Eli leaned it to kiss Nozomi. Unfortunately, Nozomi quickly deflected it as she
slid down unpredictably and promptly got to her feet, wasting no time in
running away before Eli could even react.
“Hey–! Nozomi! Stop right there!” Eli called after her.
Not today, Elichi! Nozomi ran as fast she could, while she tried to remember
the best place to hide in the school.
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“Nico-chan, you can run but you can’t hide.”
Maki’s sickeningly sweet voice can be heard from the vacant, empty hallway. She
dragged her feet agonizingly slowly with each step, deliberately making
resounding footsteps noises. Nico tried her hardest not to make any kind of
noises, using both her hands to cover her mouth firmly. When lunch time
started, Nico wasted no time in making a run for it, abandoning the wail of
desperation from her purple-hair friend behind.
“Nicocchi! Wait! Don’t leave me here!” Eli was dragging Nozomi away.
“Sorry, Nozomi! Maybe another time, when I’m not being pursue by one myself!”
Forgive me, Nozomi! But the savage beast outside is just as equally dangerous
as Eli! She silently prayed for Nozomi’s forgiveness as she hid inside the
storage room near the toilet. Somehow, she managed to find the key to it and
locked it behind her. Then, Nico crouched down next to the door in an attempt
to hide. She pressed her ears against the door, straining her ears as she
listen for any kinds of sound other than Maki’s sugary sweet luring.
Unfortunately, as much as she has wished it would be, Maki still continued
patrolling around the area close to where Nico was hiding. Oh God! Why is she
so unrelenting!? Won’t you go away already, Maki-chan! The super Idol Nico-Nii
still has her youth to consider!! I’m still too young to be sacrificing like
this!!! Nico grimaced as she inwardly yelled in her head.
Exactly at that moment, a pair of hands reached out from behind her and grabbed
her shoulders. Thereupon, she immediately panicked, thinking that Maki has
somehow magically transported herself into the storage without opening the
door. With all reasoning now scattered to the four winds, she was about to open
her mouth and let out a shriek but that same hand promptly covered her mouth,
preventing no sound to escape from her.
Bewilderment and shock was written all over her face. Nevertheless, she still
tried to identify who the intruder was. It turned out to be Nozomi. And another
one, Kotori–wait! Why is she here?
“Wha–!” Nico started but Kotori shushed her, pointing at the door.
Only then did she remember Maki was still out there. As long as she’s still
here, it means potential danger for the three of them. After a whole five
minutes passed by, Maki finally decided to search somewhere else and left. All
three let out relieved sighs as Maki’s footsteps were no longer heard.
“Why are you two here? Aren’t you two supposed to be off in your own romantic
fantasy land with your partner or something!? And didn’t you wish for this with
Umi, Kotori!?”
Nico infuriatingly threw a barrage of questions towards them both, especially
Kotori. They both looked at each other and then back at Nico.
“Well, it seems like I’ve administered something too… carnally stimulating.”
Nozomi averted her eyes with a sheepish laugh.
“What do you mean ‘carnally stimulating’, Nozomi!?”
“I’d only read the description on the vial yet it’s still quite general. I have
feared the worst but to think that it would turn them into someone entirely
different is something unanticipated for me.” Nozomi glanced at Kotori.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen Umi-chan that bold before… honestly, it scared me
seeing her like this.” Kotori sniffled.
“What does the vial says, Nozomi?” Nico breathed.
“Arouses inner carnal lust, erotically intrinsic personality and additional
changes of character or behaviour.” Nozomi listed out the effects.
“That last part… does the ‘Additional changes of character and behaviour’ turn
them into enthusiastic, flirtatious beasts!?” Nico exclaimed.
“Uh… maybe?” Nozomi smiled sheepishly. A look of horror adorned Nico’s face.
“Oh! I just remember something else about the description too!” Nozomi
exclaimed, looking as if something has came back to her.
“W-What? What other uncanny effect this time?” Nico grimaced.
“The potential possibility of BDSM characteristic.” Nozomi turned pale. So does
Nico.
“Uh… what’s BDSM, Nozomi-chan?” Kotori asked curiously.
“Hm? I thought you knew, Kotori-chan. How unexpected. To think that Kotori-chan
of all people doesn’t know about this.” Nozomi said amusingly. “BDSM is the act
of tying somebody up as foreplay before you–“
“Are you freaking joking me, the both of you!?” Nico exclaimed furiously. “Look
what mess we got ourselves into this time! We don’t have the leisure to explain
things like that! All this happened because you couldn’t handle your lover
being too bashful, Kotori!?”
Kotori lowered her head in shame in response to Nico’s belligerent
condemnation.
“Now, now, Nicocchi. Any of this is hardly Kotori-chan’s fault, you know that.”
Nozomi calmed her down. “The main question here is why all three of them are
affected.”
“What do you mean, Nozomi-chan?” Kotori disconcertingly cocked her head to the
side.
“Well, I’d only meant to give it to Umi-chan only. It’s really odd that all of
three of them are under the potion’s effect.” Nozomi stroked her chin
thoughtfully.
“You didn’t give it to the three of them?” Kotori voiced her concern. “I
thought you did that.”
“Of course not, you asked for Umi-chan exclusively so why would I give it to
Maki-chan and Elichi?”
“Then what about the drinks for all of them? Isn’t that your idea, Nozomi-
chan?”
“No, it’s Nicocchi’s idea.” A flinch came from Nico the moment her name was
mentioned. “She said that they would notice something’s wrong if I give the
drink to Umi-chan only.”
Turns out today wasn’t Nico’s lucky day, as her behaviour did not go unnoticed
by Nozomi. She briefly narrowed her eyes at Nico.
“Isn’t that right, Nicocchi…?” Nozomi’s voice was menacingly low.
“Ah~ of course~ seriously! What would you guys do without the Number One Idol
in the universe~” Nico tried to wiggled her way of it.
“Nicocchi, are you sure you want to fool around right now?” Nozomi raised her
‘Death’ tarot card up.
Nico became petrified with fear.
“Sorry…” This time it was Nico’s turn to lower her head in shame.
“Now, explain yourself. Did you or anyone else have a hand in this?” Nico was
totally at the mercy of Nozomi’s scrutiny.
“I came up with the idea and Rin executed it…” Nico mumbled.
“Why would you do that, Nico-chan?” Kotori quirked her eyebrow questioningly.
“I’d only wanted Nozomi to have a taste of her pranks, you know! She kept on
going around pranking people, I have had more than enough of it!” Nico
exclaimed.
“Well… she does have a reasonable excuse for it.” Kotori tittered nervously.
“Hm~ so you wanted to get back at me, huh?” Nozomi hummed. “But it seemed like
you were being played too, Nicocchi.”
Nico started sweating, she hated where Nozomi was going.
“You said Rin-chan carried out the plan as you’ve asked, right Nicocchi? Such a
shame that she dumped all three glasses and now here you are, being chased by
Maki-chan.” Nozomi chuckled. “As expected of Private Rin. I knew she wouldn’t
abandon her Captain.”
“Why are you speaking as if you’re not a victim, Nozomi!? Your precious Russian
is chasing you too, isn’t she?” Nico bit back impertinently.
“Ah, I can handle Elichi just fine. The question here is whether or not you can
handle Maki-chan, Nicocchi.” Nozomi emphasized the latter part.
“O-Of course I can! Such a small fry like Maki-chan couldn’t possibly scare the
Number One Idol in the universe.” Nico puffed out her chest, seemingly full of
confidence.
“Hm~” Nozomi hummed. “If that’s how Maki-chan doesn’t pose much of a threat to
you then it’s fine to face her, right Nicocchi?”
“H-Huh? What do you mean, Nozomi…?” Nico’s palm was sweating heavily due to
fear.
“There’s still time before lunch time ends. Now, go out there and make us
proud, Nicocchi!” Nozomi beamed merrily. “Give me a hand too, Kotori-chan.”
“Okay, Nozomi-chan.” Kotori came to Nico’s other side and proceeded to push her
outside along with Nozomi.
“W-Wait just a minute, you two! You can’t do this to me! She’s seriously
dangerous! Maki-chan’s seriously frightening!! You can’t just sacrifice me!!!”
Nico tried to hold on to the door.
Alas, it proved to be futile as Nozomi and Kotori still managed to push her out
of the storage room. She fell face first into the floor. Nozomi closed the door
tightly without delay.
“Oh and remember to attract Elichi’s and Umi-chan’s attention away from this
place! We’re counting on you, Nicocchi!” Nozomi didn’t forget to give her one
last reminder.
“Wait! Nozomi! Kotori! You two have got to be kidding me! Let me in!” Nico
repeatedly banged on the door.
“Nico-chan.”
A deep, husky voice came from behind her. All colours on her face has
disappeared, as if all her blood had been drained from her. She slowly turned
around to a pair of seductive amethyst eyes. Maki licked her lips in an impish
manner.
“N-No… w-wait just a-a minute, Maki-chan… c-calm yourself down!” Nico
stuttered, cowering in fear.
Maki reached out, about to capture Nico when the sound of the school bell rang,
indicating that lunch time was over. Nico poked out with teary eyes from
underneath her hands to the resounding bell.
“What a shame, Nico-chan. Maybe after school then. Let’s see how you try and
hide when that time comes.” Maki turned around, without forgetting to throw a
lascivious smirk her way.
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Before Umi left for her Archery club practice, she didn’t forget to throw
Kotori a little piece of paper with a line ‘Meet me at the Archery club.” in
it. Although it is highly suspicious, Kotori still thinks that Umi–even with
the aphrodisiac effect–wouldn’t push her down, brazenly doing it right then and
there in front of everyone’s witnesses. So she came to the Archery club
practicing area as per the paper’s instruction.
The place was strangely quiet as Kotori walked towards the sliding door in
front of the Archery club. She slid it open and stuck her head in, cautiously
glancing around.
“Um… Umi-chan…?”
Not a single sound.
Kotori proceeded to continue onward, stepping through the second sliding door
in the Archery club. Only then did the familiar figure of her blue-hair lover
come into her view. Umi–whose attire is now of the Kyudo uniform–was sitting on
her feet, her back straight, hands on her thigh and eyes closed.
“Umi-chan, so you were here? Why didn’t you answer when I called you?” Kotori
arched her brow quizzically.
“Kotori, close the door, please.” Umi adjured her, eyes still closed.
She was a little taken aback when Umi ignored her question, instead ordering
her to close the door. Nonetheless, Kotori still closed it as she was told. In
the meantime, Umi still remained motionless in her spot.
“Umi-chan? If you’re busy warming up for Archery practice, then I’ll go, okay?”
Kotori turned around, about to open the door when a pair of hands slammed
against the door, trapping her in between. She turned around to find Umi’s
amber orbs bore into her own.
“U–Umi-chan?” Kotori stammered.
“Kotori…” Umi lowered her head, letting it fall onto Kotori’s shoulder. “I’ve
got you now.”
Her eyes went wide as she heard a clicking sound from underneath. Kotori
glanced down and saw Umi’s hand holding a key which is now inside the keyhole.
Instantly, all the colours were drained from her face and her muscle tensed.
“U–Umi-chan, why are you locking the door?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” Umi lifted her head and smiled innocently at her. “I think
you know why I asked you to come here, Kotori.”
“I… I do…” Kotori mumbled.
As she stood there, her back pressed against the wooden sliding door, her legs
limp, it was as if she was entranced by Umi’s piercing gaze. She tilted her
head upward, allowing Umi easy access to her neck. As if on cue, Umi showered
her neck with light kisses. Kotori shuddered at the feathery touches. Then, Umi
nibbled Kotori’s ear playfully, causing her to let out a surprise yelp. She
quickly covered her mouth with her hands, while Umi looked at her, eyes
slightly wide.
“Um… that’s…that’s–!”
Kotori fumbled, looking for the right words to say. She didn’t know what to
think of the erotic noise she let out. Kotori became light-headed, unsure of
what she wanted Umi to think of her. She didn’t want to upset Umi by making up
excuse for the noise she made, nor did she want to appear naughty to Umi
either.
“I didn’t know you can make a sound like that too, Kotori.” Umi resumed kissing
Kotori’s neck. “How unexpected.”
“W-Wait, Umi-cha–!” Before Kotori could finish her sentence, Umi claimed her
lips in a lecherous manner.
“Mmm!” Kotori tried to break free from the kiss, thus Umi managed to push her
tongue inside.
In all her wildest dream, Kotori had never imagined Umi could become this bold.
It baffled her, leaving her in a bundle of fervid feelings. Confusion.
Pleasure. Desire. Yes, even though she wanted to repress that side of her. A
small part of her has somehow brought to her this vulgar emotion of need, ever
since the moment Umi was all over her. She wanted to deny that part of her,
though she couldn’t make up her mind at all. It goes without saying that she
needed to consult Umi about this obscene side of her.
“Umi-chan!” Kotori gathered all of her strength to push Umi away, but Umi was
too robust for her strength. Umi continued to kiss her with abandon. Somewhere
in their kiss, Kotori could sense the enraptured feeling emitting from their
heated kiss. How happy they both were, to be connected. Does Umi-chan feel the
same way I do…? Kotori wondered with glassy eyes, she most definitely felt it
from the way their tongue dance but she needed confirmation.
When they broke apart for breath, Kotori gripped into the Umi’s kimono. And the
silent communication between them began again.
“Umi-chan… I don’t want to appear as ‘shameless’ in your eyes, so please tell
me, Umi-chan. What are you thinking while doing this?” Although she wasn’t
actually crying, Kotori looked almost on the verge of tears.
“Honestly, you really are indecisive at times, aren’t you Kotori?” Umi sighed,
pulling Kotori into a hug. “Why do you think I’m doing this?”
“Because you’re under the effect of aphrodisiac?” Kotori queried.
“No, it’s because I love you, Little Birdie. I wouldn’t be doing this if it’s
someone else other than you.” Umi patted Kotori’s head. Her ashen-hair felt
nice against Umi’s palm.
There’s that nickname again. Kotori pouted at the unbearable nickname that Umi
has been consistently calling her since morning. No matter what the name just
doesn’t sit right with her–though her name really is bird–it just points out
how out of character Umi really is. That the heartfelt confession she just made
feels half-hearted to Kotori.
“Please stop…” Kotori muttered, mildly petulant.
“Hm? Stop what?” Umi quirked her eyebrow.
“That nickname you’re calling me…” Kotori lowered her voice even more. “It made
what you just said feels half-hearted to me.”
Umi seemed a bit confused, unable to catch on to Kotori’s meaning. However, it
took her only a few seconds to realize what Kotori was pointing out. She
chuckled and hugged Kotori tighter.
“Of course, I’m sorry. I won’t say that, so let me try again.” Umi let go,
staring straight into Kotori’s eyes. “I love you, Kotori. And I’m glad that
I’ve fallen for you.”
“Mm, me too, Umi-chan. I’m glad that it’s you I’ve fallen for.” Kotori hugged
her tight, perceptibly overjoyed.
“That being said… this also means that you’re okay with what I’m about to do,
right?” Umi asked amusedly.
“Hm?” Kotori naively looked at her.
Earning her a chuckle from Umi, she squealed when Umi suddenly scooped her up
in her arms, carrying her without any difficulties to the adjacent room next to
the Archery area. There, Umi gently placed Kotori down onto a comfy, soft bed
and crawled onto it along with her. It appeared to be a room where students can
rest, should any type of emergency situation arise. However, any of that
doesn’t matter to Kotori anymore as Umi promptly reclaimed her lips again. This
time much, much more passionate and calm compared to their kiss from before.
Umi didn’t rush, the skilful way that she’s kissing Kotori with seemed like
she’s guiding Kotori with every tentative step. As if she’s afraid that she’ll
scare Kotori off, should she push things too fast. Naturally, Kotori welcomed
this composed and serene moment that Umi is providing her with. Like a gardener
who came upon a beautifully charming bird and the kind-hearted bird that
regarded the gardener curiously. In contrast to Umi’s innocent kiss, her hands
were doing all kinds of wicked things on their own accord. Her right hand
grazing Kotori’s thigh as she glided up and down, while her left deftly
unbuttoned Kotori’s uniform. The small motion kindled something inside Kotori,
ablaze with passion and something else that she couldn’t quite grasp.
In an instant, Kotori’s bare chest and porcelain skin were exposed before Umi’s
tantalizing gaze. She drew in a sharp breath, shaky hands reach out to feel
Kotori’s breasts against her palm. Umi began to fondle Kotori’s chest more as
the arousing feeling inside urged her to push things further. She lightly
pinched Kotori’s buds as they stood to attention, earning her a whimper from
Kotori. Then, Umi dived down to enjoy her breasts with profound fervour,
licking and tugging skilfully with her mouth. Below Umi was Kotori’s pliant
body, as Umi tasted her, Kotori could only moaned and writhing around in bliss.
Suddenly, the pleasure stopped prodding her. Kotori perplexedly looked up to
Umi, searching for answers. Umi’s eyes were carnivorous and brooding, as her
shaft rubbed against Kotori’s underwear. Umi could feel her member became
coated in Kotori’s wetness as it soaked through Kotori’s underwear. When Umi
pulled Kotori’s underwear aside and probed her entrance with her rigid member,
Kotori braced herself for the pain. Alas, nothing came. Kotori opened her eyes,
slightly confused as to why they haven’t done it yet.
“Kotori… I’m sorry… I know you’re feeling like you’re being force to do it more
than of your own free will.” Umi sat upright.
“W-Wha… what’re you talking about?” Kotori bewilderingly gazed at her. Her
cheeks aflame due to embarrassment as what just happened started to sink in.
“I know… I’m just forcing you to do this… you don’t actually want to.” Umi
proceeded to cover herself. “I’m sorry, it won’t happen again, Kotori.”
Umi stood up, only to be stopped by Kotori. She firmly held onto Umi’s arm, her
strength unwavering despite how much weaker she is, compared to Umi. Naturally,
Umi stood transfixed with shock.
“It’s not like that… Umi-chan. It’s not like that at all!” Kotori didn’t know
what she want to say, but she needed to get through to her dense blue-haired
lover. “Umi-chan… if I didn’t want to, would I let you do as you pleased ever
since the moment you carry me in here?”
“–!” Umi furrowed her brows in realization.
“If anything… the one who should be sorry here is me.” Kotori stared straight
into Umi’s amber eyes.
Umi looked baffled for a moment, but remained silent, wanting Kotori to go on.
“I… I asked Nozomi-chan to give you a special kind of aphrodisiac to make you
more honest with your feelings, but I didn’t know how stupid I was until it
scared me… Until you scared me. You were acting so out of character, I didn’t
know what to do. You were never like that, Umi-chan! All the caresses, the
teasing, the nickname. It wasn’t you… so I ran. When Nozomi-chan explained to
me what the effects were, I had expected–no, I had wished it would happen just
like this–to see how honest you are… after all, it was always me…”
After her earnest confession, silence engulfed them. Kotori kept her eyes
downcast, a dejected expression on her face. The creaking sound on the bed
startled her, since she didn’t know what Umi think. At this point, she was
afraid of what Umi might think of her. Kotori didn’t have the courage to face
things head-on. It was always either Umi or Honoka to make the decision for
her. Granted that she was more decisive of important things in her life, she
wouldn’t have to ask of Nozomi’s help. Kotori realized what a mistake she had
made when she asked for the vial. Now the Umi in front of her wasn’t even the
real Umi. What Umi had shown her ever since this morning, depicted exactly what
the vial did to her.
She can feel the tears threatening to fall, but Kotori gripped the sheet tight,
making up her resolve. It was always Umi-chan and Honoka-chan supporting me, if
I wanted to know whether or not Umi-chan feels the same… then I have to let her
know! Kotori raised her head and gazed directly into Umi’s eyes.
“Umi-chan, I don’t know if the actual you is listening or not, or if this is
just you who’s under the aphrodisiac effect… but I have to let you know! I now
regret my request to Nozomi-chan, because of what it did to you. I should have
been the one to do something to change what’s happening between us right now.
You weren’t ready and I should have respected that. I’m sorry for doing this to
you, Umi-chan!” Kotori shut her eyes tight, pouring her heart out, hoping that
she’ll reach Umi somehow.
“Thank you, Kotori.” Umi finally spoke up. “And I’m sorry for being insensitive
to how you feel. It’s entirely a failure on my part as your lover.”
“Umi-chan…” Kotori’s eyes went wide.
“I didn’t know it bothered you that much that I didn’t try to do anything… I’m
sorry… I should have treasured you more… but I love you just as much as–oof!”
Kotori jumped onto Umi, hugging her out of sheer happiness.
“Thank you, Umi-chan… it’s more than enough to me that you feel the same!” A
tear of contentment pricked the corner of her eyes.
They continued hugging after a second or two until Umi spoke up.
“What you said before… about letting me do as I pleased, does that mean you’re
okay with what I’m doing?”
Kotori drew Umi in close for a chaste kiss, then broke apart for breath.
“Yes, Umi-chan.” Kotori giggled at her. “Besides, it’s not like we can stop
anymore, can we?”
Slightly bemused at what Kotori had meant, Umi followed Kotori’s eyes to where
she was looking and her eyes landed on the erection on her crotch.
“T-This is… uh… you don’t have to if you don’t want to… Kotori.” Umi sweated.
“No, Umi-chan. I want to.” Kotori bore into Umi’s eyes with her own.
“Okay… but the mood’s completely destroyed, so I need to get you back into it
again.” Umi gestured Kotori to sit on her lap.
Umi-chan taking the initiative… I guess this potion does have a good side-
effect to it! Kotori thought as she straddled Umi’s lap. She wrapped her arms
around Umi’s neck as Umi manoeuvred Kotori into their thrill with deft hands.
With hands now roaming all over Kotori’s body, Umi reached down to stroke
Kotori’s essence, quickly moistened her dried passion. Umi slowly slid her
fingers inside, clearly sensing Kotori’s body flinched against hers.
“Does it hurt, Kotori?” She asked attentively.
“Just a little, I’m fine. You can continue as you wish, Umi-chan.”
“I’m not doing it just yet, I’m just trying to help you relax when we’re
actually doing it.” Umi continued to slither her hands around Kotori’s labia,
to the point where she became saturated.
Finally, Umi took her fingers out and gently slid herself inside, all the while
keeping her eyes on Kotori’s expression. A consecutive sequence of emotions
flashed through Kotori’s face: fear, hesitation, love and desire–all of which
prove to be extremely gratifying for Umi. At least it was until Kotori’s face
distorted in pain and she had to stop mid-way.
“I-I’m sorry, Kotori! I’ll take it out right awa–!” Umi panicked.
“Don’t!” Kotori grabbed onto Umi’s face. “Just keep on going, Umi-chan. When
you’re all in, please give me a minute to adjust.”
“Are you sure…?” Umi asked tentatively.
“Yes, I’m sure.” Kotori smiled reassuringly at her.
Umi pressed her lips together–unsure of whether or not it’s okay to keep on
going–but she still kept on going, respecting Kotori’s wish. So she gave one
last push and the pleasurable feeling of being squeezed from inside Kotori’s
walls has whet her appetite. On the other hand, Kotori has to clench her teeth,
holding in her cries. The pain was excruciating for her, but she didn’t want
Umi to stop. Umi stayed motionless, as Kotori had asked of her, giving her some
time to adjust.
“Umi-chan, you can move now.” Kotori feebly said.
“But you’re–“ Umi protested.
“It would hurt even more if you just let me sit through this pain without any
pleasure to drown it out.” Kotori smiled weakly, her body trembling.
She quickly complied, without any hesitation whatsoever. She wanted Kotori to
feel what she feels. Thereupon, Umi moved, taking small thrust, as she
gradually increase her pace. Every time their flesh met, Kotori was awash with
voluptuous pleasure, her pain long since forgotten. The pleasant sloshing sound
that came when their flesh connected doubled the pleasure. Everything that was
happening right then and there was overwhelming her, causing Kotori to lose
herself in the crude act that they’re committing. A line of saliva dribbled
down her chin as Umi pulled her into a heated kiss, containing impure thoughts
and lecherous desire.
“Umi-chan, I-I’m–!” Kotori panted between breaths.
“Me too, Kotori!” Umi gritted her teeth.
They both fell over the edge as Kotori let out a loud shriek while Umi hold
onto her firmly. Umi kept her shaft inside, filling Kotori whole with her own
juice. Meanwhile, Kotori has to grab onto Umi’s shoulder to balance herself.
Puffed breathing was the only sound in the air now that they’ve came back from
their crazed activity.
Kotori cupped both of Umi’s cheeks, pecking her on the lips.
“Thank you, Umi-chan.” She bonked her head against Umi’s forehead.
“For what…?” Umi breathed.
“For making me feel that I couldn’t be happier!” Kotori beamed.
“What’s with that?” Umi laughed.
They laughed merrily as they revelled in the warmth that was radiating from
each other’s bodies.
“We should do this more often, you know?” Kotori teased.
“Kotori!” Umi exclaimed. Ah… she’s back.
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Nozomi was standing in front of the Student Council Room, doing a breathing
exercise. She tried gathering her courage before stepping in to the den of lion
ahead of her but whenever her mind think about what would happen the moment she
step inside, she would totally be at Eli’s mercy. An idea dawned on her and she
whipped out her tarot cards. Let’s see what will happen behind that door.
Nozomi closed her eyes, hovering her hand above the deck of cards. She
tentatively picked the first card up and flipped it around.
‘The Fool’ was presented to her.
Nozomi started sweating bullets upon seeing ‘The Fool’. You aren’t fooling
around, are you Kami-sama?
Approach the changes with optimism and care huh… Nozomi mused. Oh well, I’ve
come this far. There’s no backing out now. And she twisted the doorknob with
new-found courage, which soon to be her undoing.
Eli was working on the student reports that just came in this morning. Her
fixed expression, combined with her occupied attitude portrayed the precise
image of an earnest and stern Student Council President that she is, from the
concentrating, serious eyes to the continuously moving pen that danced across
the paper’s surface. It appears to Nozomi that she was very focused on her
work. At least she was until Nozomi came in.
“Nozomi, where have you been during lunch?” Eli put her pen down. A darken
expression shrouded her face.
“I’ve been meeting up with Nicocchi and Kotori-chan.” Nozomi laughed light-
heartedly.
“Hm… that so?” Eli slowly stood up. “That’s the reason why you abandoned me
during lunch?”
“Of course not, Elichi. You weren’t yourself, I couldn’t possibly let you do
something you’ll regret later.”
Nozomi took her usual seat next to Eli, hoping that she can come up with any
kind of reasoning that will ease Eli down. Or at least prevent the unstoppable
from happening to her.
“Now, let’s save the talking for later, shall we Elichi? We still got a lot of
work to do, let’s finish them together~”
After Nozomi said her piece, silence engulfed them. Eli remained quiet, while
she stood in her spot. Nozomi was getting awfully anxious due to Eli’s
quietness. Is she mad because I ran…?
“Uh… Elichi?” Nozomi glanced to her left only to find it empty.
Both hands came from behind her, resting atop her hands which has been on the
table ever since she sat down. Thereupon, Nozomi’s eyes widen in shock.
“I should probably give you a punishment for having the nerve to abandon me,
huh?” Eli breathed.
Despite the fact that she had prepared herself before stepping through that
door, Nozomi was extremely conscious of how close Eli was at the very moment,
the way her breath tickled her ears whenever she speaks was sending electricity
down Nozomi’s body. In spite of that, Nozomi kept her strong front and scoffed,
forcing a smile along the way.
“A punishment? What are you talking about, Elichi? Quit joking around and get
back to work, please. We have a lot to do, you know?”
Her answer made Eli narrow her eyes at her.
“Don’t you think it’s too late to be playing dumb right now, Nozomi? Especially
when you’re already in the Student Council Room?” Eli’s grasp tightened.
“Elichi, don’t let the potion get the best of you. I know this isn’t you,
please snap out of it.”
Usually, she doesn’t use this kind of tactic when persuading people, but when
faced with the one person whom she knows she’s weak against, Nozomi was running
out of options. To her, pleading was the only choice she has left. Sadly, Eli
wasn’t going to let Nozomi get the best of her.
“Such a delightful sound. Why don’t you keep on begging me more often, Nozomi?”
Eli brought her hand up to stroke Nozomi’s cheek.
She shuddered at Eli’s touch, all her reasoning weakened. With the last ounce
of her remaining strength, Nozomi managed to break free from Eli’s grasp and
aimed for the door. She turned the doorknob, only to find it locked. Since when
did she…?
“Nice try, Nozomi. But did you honestly think that I’ll allow you a chance to
escape again?”
With an appalled expression, Nozomi turned around to see Eli who was smirking
from her seat next to the table. Seeing how satisfied she was with herself,
Nozomi cringed.
“When did you…?”
“Before coming here, I asked one of the Student Council members to lock the
door for me since I said I ‘needed some private, concentrating time’ of my own.
Of course, I also told her to lock it after you came in, you’re the Vice
President after all. I’ll be needing a lot of help from you, Nozomi.”
“No way…” Nozomi’s face turned completely white.
“Now then, since you can’t run anymore… why don’t we continue where we left
off?”
With a small amused smile on her face, Eli took each agonizingly slow steps
towards Nozomi who was cringing by the door. As for Nozomi, she was terror-
stricken to the point where her body refused to listen to her no longer. She
stood still in one spot, completely frozen as Eli cornered her.
“E-Elichi, the second years will come with more paperwork, you know? What will
they do if the door is locked?” Nozomi tried to divert Eli’s attention from
her.
“What are you so afraid of, Nozomi? I’m not hurting you, am I? You don’t have
to be so frightened.”
Eli put on sad puppy-dog eyes, as if her feelings were hurt due to Nozomi’s
shyness. Unfortunately, Nozomi fell right into it. Her heart sank upon seeing
how disheartened Eli was. Therefore, in doing so, she unwisely let her guard
down. Without wasting any time, Eli leaned in and gently brushed her lips
against Nozomi’s lips.
That took Nozomi by surprise, especially at how gentle Eli was. Wasn’t she
under aphrodisiac effect? Nozomi pondered. However, Eli quickly draws Nozomi’s
attention back to her by deepening their kiss. Pulling Nozomi into her arms by
the waist, Eli embraced her tightly during their kiss. She slowly turned her
around while Nozomi’s head was still in a daze elicited by their kiss and
slowly pushed her backward with each steps. Eli slightly poked Nozomi’s lips
with her tongue, asking for entrance. As if in a trance, Nozomi willingly
opened her mouth only to be assaulted by Eli’s relentless tongue. Nozomi–who is
now lost in the accumulative desire from their kiss–found herself trying in
vain to repress her emotions. Eli’s lips was so incredibly sweet that it
intoxicated all of her senses. Thereupon, she gripped feebly onto Eli’s arms
for support.
When Nozomi’s behind lightly bumped against the table, Eli knew she has
successfully cornered her prey. Consequently, Eli gently laid her down against
the table’s surface. Only then did she break their passionate kiss. Hands now
propped up on both sides of Nozomi’s head, Eli fiercely gazed down at her
purple-haired lover who also gazed back with as much intensity. They were both
breathing heavily from the previous kiss.
“I’ve always wondered why is it that you always acted so perverted around
others and not around me…” Eli’s stared at her through half-lidded eyes.
Lowering her head down to Nozomi’s neck, Eli planted butterfly kisses at the
nape of her neck. Indistinct whimpers escape from Nozomi’s mouth as she brought
her hand up to cover her mouth. Eli grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away.
“Don’t do that… let me hear it, let me hear more of your voice, Nozomi.”
Resuming what she was doing at Nozomi’s neck, Eli untied her ribbon while
kissing Nozomi’s neck, who is no longer able to resist her anymore. Eli pulled
both of Nozomi’s hands upwards with her hands, placing it on top of Nozomi’s
head as she’s sprawled across the table. Bringing her now untied ribbon up, Eli
proceeded to tie Nozomi’s wrists with it. Once again, Eli pulled away from
Nozomi to marvel at her now restrained lover.
As for Nozomi, who has just come back from Cloud Nine, gasped when she realized
that her movements has been constricted. She struggled, trying to move her
hands, then glanced up to find the deep-green ribbon similar to hers tied
around her wrists. Nozomi looked back at Eli in horror.
“Don’t give me that look, Nozomi. I can’t have you trying to run away again.”
“Elichi, you’ll be feeling really guilty when the effects wear out. I don’t
want to make you feel guilty about something that you’re not willing to do.”
Nozomi looked up at Eli’s seductive face with a sadden expression.
“I am willing to do this, Nozomi. Even more so when it’s with you and I
wouldn’t want to have it any other way.”
Reaching her hand out towards Nozomi, Eli stroked her cheek lovingly and bent
down to nuzzled into Nozomi’s neck.
“Would you allow me to be your first, Nozomi?” Eli murmured quietly into her
neck.
“…”
Nozomi was at a loss for words. She just couldn’t find it in her the answer to
Eli’s unfeigned plea. Frankly, she was torn between saying yes and no–partly
granted that she’s under a special aphrodisiac’s effect. Nozomi knows that all
of this isn’t Eli who initiated it, yet at the same time her gentleness was no
different from the usual Eli. It made her wanted to give in, to believe that
this is truly Eli who has done the breathtakingly sweet kiss and that the
potion was only aiding her in boosting her sensual pleasure.
“Alright, if you’re okay with me, Elichi…” Nozomi finally gave in. A huge blush
across her face.
“Thank you, Nozomi. I’ll try not to make it hurt.” Eli smiled complacently.
Pushing herself up from the table, nimble hands quickly made their ways onto
undoing the buttons on Nozomi’s blazer, then her shirt shortly after. A dark
violet bra welcomed Eli’s view as she finished unbuttoning Nozomi’s shirt and
Nozomi can’t helped but blushed an even deeper shade of red upon seeing the
hungry, predatory look in Eli’s eyes. She could almost see the reflection of
her own breast inside those light blue orbs.
Although her eyes screamed for immediate intimate contact, Eli surprised Nozomi
even more when she reached out and cupped her chest gently, affectionately, far
from the desire that is probably burning inside Eli right now. Eli unclasped
Nozomi’s bra from the front, thereupon her huge chest bounced free from its
restraint. No longer able to watch what was being done to her, Nozomi turned
her head to the side as her face is now burning from embarrassment.
“Such beautiful work of art… I must be the luckiest person on Earth to be able
to admire your beauty right now, Nozomi.” Eli breathed.
“Stop saying that! You’re going to make me even more embarrassed than this,
Elichi!” Nozomi piped.
“Even though you say that, it’s true, isn’t it? I’m actually kind of glad that
I’m the one to witness you like this. Tied up. Completely helpless. Unable to
do anything, only capable of whimpering.”
Eli groped both Nozomi’s breasts with her palm and they were met with soft,
supple flesh. Another whimper escaped Nozomi’s lips as Eli squeezed lightly.
Then, as she kneaded Nozomi’s breasts over and over, Eli brought one of her
fingers up and started strumming Nozomi’s harden tips; adding even more
pleasure to her tantalizingly pent-up desire. The bottom line is that Eli has
successfully tipped Nozomi’s over to the lustful nature inside her.
Yet, the teasing continued as Eli bent down towards her neck again. Nozomi
thought Eli was going for her neck, but she couldn’t have been more wrong. Eli
licked Nozomi’s earlobe, then lightly bit at it and tugged it. As one of her
sensitive point was attacked, wave of electricity relentlessly shot through her
body. At this, Nozomi let out quite a dirty moan.
“Hiya–!” Nozomi was perplexed to hear such sound coming from her.
“I didn’t think your ear was that sensitive, Nozomi. Ufufu~ looks like I’ve
discovered the first sensitive spot on your body now.” A sinister expression
appeared on Eli’s features.
“Elichi, please stop teasing me!” Nozomi bleated feebly.
“Didn’t I say I’ll punish you for running away, Nozomi?” A playful smile graced
Eli’s lips.
Eli began her little exploration on Nozomi’s body, traversing from her neck to
her collarbone, down to her bountiful breasts. Then, Eli took one of Nozomi’s
bud into her mouth, sucking it hard, while her other hand repetitively
strumming Nozomi’s remaining bud. It’s only the beginning, yet the sensation
was overwhelming for Nozomi as she tried to maintain her sanity. Furthermore,
being partly restricted isn’t helping her much either. Even though she can move
her legs, Nozomi could only squirm helplessly as Eli worked wonders on her
upper body. Yet, that was all that Eli ever does. Assaulting her chest and
nothing more. As one would expect, this brings profound discomfort to Nozomi as
the scorching feeling inside tortures her, asking for more.
“E-Elichi, s-stop teasing me already…” Nozomi moaned weakly.
“Understood, that means you want me to push it even further, right?” Eli who
has been searing Nozomi’s chest with every lick, asked playfully.
“E-Elichi…” Nozomi was breathing heavily. “What are you planning…?”
“Well, don’t ask me to stop, Nozomi.” A devilish half-smile adorned Eli’s face
as she stood up and lifted one of Nozomi’s thigh up to her face, licking it,
leaving a trail of saliva behind. “Because if you do, don’t hate me for
punishing you again.”
Eli parted Nozomi’s thighs, revealing a pair of deep violet undergarment that
matches the now forgotten bra laying about on the ground. With dexterous
fingers, Eli swiftly removed Nozomi’s undergarment and she was greeted with the
heart of her femininity. Faced with the alluring sight before her, Eli couldn’t
help but tease Nozomi more. Contrary to her personality, verbal teasing isn’t
part of her inherent manner, or rather, Eli is more of a person whose action
speaks louder than words. With her fingers, Eli traced along the outer lips,
feeling her fingers become coated in Nozomi’s syrupy honey. Then, she lowered
once again, taking her time to savour Nozomi’s sweetness. Each stroke Eli makes
created waves of pleasure that repeatedly washed over Nozomi, causing her to
moan ever louder. The tingling feeling was setting her aflame, thereupon she
eased herself more into Eli’s tongue, itching for her release. Nozomi has
almost fallen over the edge when Eli stopped abruptly.
Nozomi’s eyes–with pre-orgasmic daze tinted in them–followed Eli with
bewilderment as she stood up.
“Wha–“ Nozomi stuttered hazily. “W-Why did you stop…?”
A frisky smile played on her lips as Eli watched Nozomi in amusement.
“’Why’, you ask?” Eli reached down towards her crotch. She removed her
underwear along with her blazer, then unbuttoned her shirt. “It means you’re
more than ready for me, of course.”
The brief interpretation from Eli was more than enough to make Nozomi
comprehend what she meant. In less than no time, Nozomi felt something hard
pressed up against her drenched crevice. Eli started grinding against Nozomi’s
revered area. As she did so, Nozomi’s nectar flowing out even more, lubricating
Eli’s erected member.
“Elichi…” Nozomi moaned as she could no longer held herself back anymore. She
wanted Eli.
Eli lined herself right at Nozomi’s entrance and slowly–but ever so gently–sank
herself inside. Halfway through, Nozomi sharply hissed, causing Eli to furrow
her brows displeasingly at the sound, but she still continue to push until it
was all in. Blood began to ooze out from Nozomi as Eli quivered from having her
member tightly squeezed from all angle inside Nozomi.
“It hurts–!” Nozomi winced in pain.
Though a scowl was evident on her face, Eli–while still remained immobile
inside Nozomi–quickly bent down and planted a kiss on Nozomi’s lips. However,
it was a very ardent, sensual kiss. Nozomi didn’t feel like Eli was rushing it,
more like she’s trying to alleviate her pain. The kiss lasted for a good ten
seconds and then Eli broke the kiss, cradling Nozomi in her arms.
“I’m sorry… I know it hurts but please bear with me for a little while,
Nozomi.” She buried her head into Nozomi’s neck. “I can’t possibly let go of
you anymore, Nozomi… not after this.”
Her beseeching plea baffled Nozomi tremendously. First, lustful in class. Next,
playfully teasing me. Now gently imploring me to bear with it?Even Nozomi
didn’t know that such potion can bring out so many sides of Eli that she did
not know off. Nevertheless, Nozomi couldn’t quite bring herself to hate Eli for
this. After all, she has been considerate from the start. Asking for Nozomi’s
permission and trying to ease her pain.
“Just move as you pleased, Elichi.” Nozomi brought her tied wrist down and
draped it through Eli’s neck, pulling her close.
“But–“ Eli started but Nozomi cut her off.
“I’m fine. Besides, you wanted this, right? So am I.” Nozomi smiled
reassuringly.
They both stared into each other eyes, wordlessly understood what the other
wants. On Eli’s account, she started moving with a slow pace in order to help
Nozomi adjust to the feeling of having her inside. In spite of that, as they
got more used to the overflowing sensation, it soon became too slow of a rhythm
for them. In the midst of their pleasurable moment, they lips melded together
in a sensuous, fervent kiss. Greedy hands returned to their favourite breasts
once again as Eli tugged, pinched and swirled.
The mysterious feeling was gradually building up inside them both, urging them
to go faster. Eli broke from the kiss, hugging Nozomi close as she increase her
speed. Eli was so very close, but she knows Nozomi is right behind her. She
reached down and massaged Nozomi’s pink pearl. Resulting in Nozomi’s walls
clamping down on her and conveniently pushed them to their orgasm. Nozomi let
out a high cry while Eli grunted, grinding her teeth. As she released her seed
inside, Eli firmly held on to Nozomi. Both of them now absolutely spent, Nozomi
welcomed Eli’s weight with open arms as she fell on her, totally out of breath.
“I didn’t think you would be the one to do it first, Elichi.” Nozomi jokingly
said.
“You never know, Nozomi.” Eli tiredly mumbled.
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Nico was hiding behind a corner opposite from the Idol Research Club, carefully
glancing left and right. Even though she could have just walk normally towards
the door and open it. Yet, at this very moment, she has to be discreet or else
her end will be guaranteed–at least that’s how she phrased ‘being captured by
Maki’ in her head is like.
All right, the coast is clear. Now’s my chance! Nico aimed right for the door,
opened it and slammed it right behind her. Fishing her keys out from her pocket
at breakneck speed, she locked the door with a ‘Clack’ sound.
“’Phew~! I made it safely’ is what you’re thinking, isn’t it, Nico-chan?” Nico
jumped upon hearing the familiar irritating tone.
She turned around to see Maki leaning casually against the door frame that
connected the main room to the adjacent room. A look of aghast on Nico’s face
as she stood pointing at Maki.
“N-No way! But I was–! You weren’t here when I ran in!”
“I thought you knew me, Nico-chan. What kind of idiot would let their prey see
them only to send them running from their grasp? I certainly am not one.” Maki
twirled a strand of her hair, eyes clearly hinting that Nico was frivolous.
“U-Uh yeah! Of course~ silly me~ well, if you’ll excuse me… I’ll be on my way…”
Nico hastily fumbled with her keys, accidentally dropping them to the ground.
The keys bounced all the way over to Maki’s place. Her face turned paler as
Maki’s foot stepped on it. She glanced up, sweat began to form on her forehead.
“What’s the rush, Nico-chan? After all, you’ve done me a favour by locking the
door beforehand. Rin and Hanayo won’t be around to disturb us, so I’ll have you
to thank for that.” Maki sniggered at her.
“C-Calm down, Maki-chan! You’re not okay right now!” Nico put her hands up
defensively.
“Who’s to say I was okay?” Maki inched closer with every step. “You know, Nico-
chan… I was deeply wounded when you kept on running away from me during lunch.”
“D-Don’t take another step closer, Maki-chan! I swear I’m going to–“ Nico
stuttered.
“To what, Nico-chan?” Only a few more steps. “Why don’t you tell me what you’re
going to do?”
Damn it! She’s definitely not gonna listen to reasons! Nico thought. Hell with
it! Don’t tell me I didn’t warn you, Maki-chan! She raised her hand and aimed
for Maki’s neck, but with her modest height, Maki easily caught her hand by the
wrist. Maki then pushed her against the door, glowering at her. Smirking, she
leaned in to Nico’s ear.
“I’ll tell you what I’m going to do, Nico-chan.” She whispered, her breath
tickling Nico’s skin. “I’m going to make sure you won’t do something as stupid
as to run away from me again.”
“–!”
Nico drew in a sharp breath, albeit she can’t run anymore, still trying to
fight back in what ways she can to get away from the panther cornering her. She
raised her remaining hand and tried to hit Maki, but she managed to catch it
like its child’s play. After that, Maki pinned both of her wrists on both sides
of her head. The force she put in was considerably vehement, therefore it
triggered Nico’s impudent and feisty personality, as she was about to open her
mouth to bark at Maki only to be silenced with a fervid kiss.
“Mmm!?” Nico made inaudible noises as Maki kissed her vigorously, exploring
every nook and cranny inside her mouth.
At least, Nico still has some kind of strength left to push Maki away.
“What the hell, Maki-chan!?” Nico managed to say, before Maki reclaimed her
mouth again.
During their maddening match of push and pull with their tongues, Nico was
trying to push Maki away initially, until the tempestuous feeling that
manifested itself from their passionate kiss swept over her in waves. Nico
found herself gradually giving in to the feeling as her hands, which have been
gripping firmly at Maki’s shirt, loosen their grip. Then, Maki pulled away. A
string of saliva connected between their lips.
“Already giving in? Who knew you’d have such an easily-triggered sex drive.”
Maki snickered. “But I guess you’re not the only one.”
“What are you getting at?” Nico glared at her, breathless from their kiss.
“Everyone must be done by now.” Maki looked down at her.
“…what are you say–!” Nico’s eyes went wide. The realisation struck her
immediately.
“Hm~ you really are perceptive, Nico-chan. I guess you can be smart sometimes
too, about some very weird things…”
“Tsk! First you chased me around, scaring me to death. Then you mock me,
laughing like I’m a comedian who’s entertaining you and now you’re indirectly
indicating that I’m stupid!?” Nico shouted infuriatingly. “What’s next? You’re
going to ravish me!?”
Maki’s reaction wasn’t quite what Nico had expected. No, she expected snarky
remarks, fell expression and the ‘ravishing’ part that commenced. Instead, what
Nico witnessed was a very abnormal–definitely out of character–sombre
expression on Maki’s features. Needless to say, Nico was confounded.
“…is that all you see of me, Nico-chan?” Maki mumbled. Her face partly hidden
behind her bangs.
“W-What?” Nico didn’t follow.
“Why do you think I did all of that? For someone like me, I dislike involving
myself with other people, yet I wasted my time and strength chasing you,
teasing you.” Maki hedged. “Why do you think that is?”
“What are you trying to say? If you want to be honest, then just come out and
say it! Playing cryptic like Nozomi isn’t gonna get us anywhere!” Nico raised
her voice.
“I thought you were perceptive? Why can’t you just figure it out yourself!?
After all, didn’t you go around enticing me with your cuteness!?” Maki
retorted.
“Wha–!” Nico’s face heated up, it was true she did that, repeatedly for the
past weeks too, but she thought Maki didn’t noticed. “I thought you didn’t mind
any of it one bit?”
“Of course anyone could discern it! You were batting your eyelashes and
wouldn’t stop staring at me whenever we’re alone!”
“O-Oh… but you didn’t respond nor react to it…” Nico’s voice deflated.
“How would you expect me to respond to that kind of teasing? You teased me, yet
you’re running away when I actually did something to you today… You’re lucky I
didn’t push you down there and then!”
“Oh… I didn’t know… I’m sorry.” Nico lowered her head. “…does that mean I drive
you crazy?”
“Yes…” Maki muttered flatly.
“I… I didn’t think it would make you angry, I mean I did it because I wanted
your attention, but not something as extreme as p-pushing things further.”
“You don’t want to?” Maki cautiously asked.
“W-Well, I’m…” Nico averted her eyes.
Maki stared at her for a long time, but Nico still wouldn’t answer her nor look
her straight in the eye. So she sighed, stepping away from Nico. When Maki’s
warmth wasn’t enveloping her anymore, Nico promptly looked back to find Maki
had distanced herself from her. Nico quickly grabbed her wrist, stopping her
from leaving.
“Where are you going? We’re not done talking yet!”
“Well I’m not but you certainly are.” Maki haughtily said.
“What? Who said so?”
“I said so! I’m not going to push someone who doesn’t want to do it into things
she doesn’t want to!” This time, Maki raised her voice frustratingly.
“What? Why do you even came to that conclusion?” Nico yelled back.
“YOU AREN’T READY, NICO-CHAN!”
“WHO SAYS I’M NOT!?” Nico bit back.
“THEN WHY ARE YOU HESITATING!?” Maki’s face was red from the anger.
“BECAUSE I’M AFRAID OF THE PAIN, YOU IDIOT!!!!”
After she said that, Nico could have sworn that Maki’s reaction made her go
even redder than Maki’s hair. Wide-eyed, mouth agape. Honestly, I want to bury
myself in a hole! Nico looked away, irritated and embarrassed at the same time.
Then, a laugh came from Maki. Literally bursting out laughing. Nico stared at
her in horror, shocked and embarrassed this time.
“I’m sorry… haha, is that what you’re worried about, pfft!” Maki wiped her
tears.
“Stop laughing! If you keep on laughing, I’ll kick you in the shin!” Nico
howled, absolutely pissed off.
“Sorry, sorry, but seriously though… that’s what you’re afraid of?”
“Yeah, what about it?” Nico pursed her lips.
“Nothing, just thinking how cute you are, Nico-chan.” Maki smiled warmly at
her.
“C-Cute!?” Nico was a little thrown back upon Maki’s honest remark, but she
still managed to recoil with her sickeningly sweet idol voice. “W-Well, I guess
even someone as stubborn as Maki-chan have finally admitted that I’m cute!”
Her persona made Maki stared blankly at her.
“W-What? Why are you staring at me like that!?”
Wordlessly, Maki grabbed Nico’s arm, pulling Nico along with her. Then she
pinned Nico against the table, smiling down at her.
“W-What are you trying to do, Maki-chan?”
“Just leave the rest to me, Nico-chan. I’ll make sure it won’t hurt as much.”
Pulling out her cyan ribbon, Maki tied both of Nico’s wrists in front of her,
then she proceeded to blindfold her with a black cloth.
“Maki-chan, what are you–!”
“Calm down, it’s not anything severe as you imagine it. When you’re
blindfolded, you won’t know when the pain will came, it’s less nerve-wracking.
Furthermore, being blindfolded can magnify your pleasure, or so they say.” Maki
bent down to kiss her neck, earning a surprised yelp from Nico.
“Does the latter even matter at all?” Nico breathed.
“Of course, especially when it comes to pain, the pleasure will drown out the
pain. You won’t be afraid anymore.” Maki slowly unbuttoned Nico’s cardigan.
“Maki-chan…” Nico whimpered.
With her sense of sight now taken away from her, Nico strained her ears for any
kind of sound. However, Maki hasn’t even started touching her properly so no
matter how hard she tried, no sound came. The cold air was what Nico could only
feel as Maki stopped touching her. Her cheeks burned redder and redder with
every passing moment, it’s like Maki was teasing her. In fact, she did. Maki
was taking her sweet time watching Nico squirming uncomfortably underneath her.
Suddenly, Nico could feel Maki’s fingers tracing from her neck down to her
chest, then end below her stomach. During all the teasing, Nico’s breathing
became heavier and ragged, as Maki’s teasing sparked a unique sensation that
slowly exhibit itself inside the pit of her stomach.
The feeling was unnerving, agonizing and voracious. It pressured Nico, wanting
to taste the ecstasy of pleasure. So much that it resulted in Nico whining–half
wanted to ask Maki to stop persecuting her, where as the other half was too
prideful to do such thing.
“Nico-chan, you sure are obstinate, aren’t you?” Maki gave the harden tip on
her chest a lick. She flinched at the unanticipated touch.
“Out with it! If you have something to say, say it!” Nico snapped.
“So feisty… I’d take it that you’re fine with whatever I’m about to do to you,
right Nico-chan?”
“What? What are you planning…?” Nico quaked.
“Oh, you’ll find out… soon enough.”
Assaulting Nico’s chest with her hand and her lips, Maki took one of her buds
into her mouth, sucking and licking it. Immense, sensual pleasure constantly
shot through her as her whimpers are now replaced by her lewd moans. Maki
traced along the line of her collarbone with half-hearted kisses and bit into
her skin all of a sudden, causing Nico to jolt in surprise.
“What are you doing, Maki-chan!?”
“Leaving bite marks, of course. Don’t play dumb, Nico-chan.” Maki breathed into
her neck, tickling her skin.
“I swear to God, if that mark is visible tomorrow, I’ll freaking kill you,
Maki-chan!”
“What a foul mouth. At least your body is honest.” Maki chuckled.
“You–!”
Nico was about to make another comeback when Maki unpredictably stroked her
wetness, cutting Nico off and made her moan even more. Even through her
underwear, Nico could tell she was soaked. Still, she tried to play it cool by
suppressing her moans. Notwithstanding that she’s blindfolded, Nico could
literally feel that Maki narrowed her eyes at her.
Before long, Nico’s underwear was removed and the breeze was the first thing
she feel down there. Nico braced herself for any of Maki’s mischievous acts,
but none came. Instead, the consistent cool air was tormenting her as she
waited impatiently for Maki’s move. With her patience wearing thin, Nico called
out.
“Maki-chan? …are you still there?”
“Yeah, I’m here.”
“W-What are you doing?”
“What do you think I’m doing?”
Just then, the tip of Maki’s erected member poked Nico’s entrance. Nico was
startled but she soon regained her composure and waited for the pain to come.
“Nico-chan, I’m going to put it in in one thrust, it’ll hurt less that way,
okay?”
“Okay…” Nico weakly said.
“When the pain comes, just hold on to me.” Maki instructed.
“You don’t have to tell me!” Nico snapped, despite the fact that she’s
trembling from the suspense.
Within seconds, Maki fully burrowed herself deep inside Nico’s juicy core with
one firm, swift thrust. The pain came as soon as Maki penetrated her, Nico
immediately brought her tied hands up to cover her mouth, letting only
whimpering noises escape. She did that mainly because she didn’t want Maki to
feel bad, especially after all the consideration that Maki had given her before
the deciding moment.
Nico didn’t waste Maki’s previous offer though. She grabbed onto Maki’s shirt
tightly when the pain came. To Maki’s credit, offering to be Nico’s emotional
stuffed animal so she can rely on during moments like this is actually
effective. Although it truly hurt, Nico finds that clinging to Maki did ease
her pain down. Not surprisingly, Maki’s instructions on overcoming the pain was
helping out as an added bonus too.
“Take a deep breath, Nico-chan. Yeah, just like that, and relax yourself. It’ll
hurt more if your muscles are tense.”
“You’re lucky I have the strength to withstand such excruciating pain like
this.” Nico grumbled.
“Yeah, sure, just keep putting on strong fronts, Nico-chan. I know it hurts
like hell and you’re biting your lips, trying to hold your tears in.”
“Will you shut up and start moving already? I’m still hurting here!” Nico
wasn’t lying, the pain hasn’t subsided yet.
“Right away, Princess.” Maki emphasized.
Despite her snarky tone, Maki was extremely gentle. She was cautious and
careful every time she slowly pulled out and sunk herself inside Nico. As she
became delirious from the onslaught of pleasure with every thrust, Nico–even
with the darkness from the blindfold–could tell that Maki was observing her,
trying to grasp if Nico’s in any pain at all. It’s a miracle for Nico to feel
this much fervent desire just from Maki inside her. One minute the pain was
here, and now there’s nothing but the powerful stimulating feeling, joy and
bliss.
However, an alien feeling soon came, filling her beings with anxiety. The
feeling was so fervent and extreme, as she became drawn to it. Nico gripped
Maki’s shirt tight, tears damping the blindfold.
“M-Maki-chan, what is happening to me? S-Something’s coming–!” Nico wailed.
“It’s nothing harmful, Nico-chan. You’re just close.” Maki replied
nonchalantly.
“I-I’m scared, Maki-chan!”
Maki untied her hands from her binds and brought Nico’s hands up to her neck,
telling her to hold on to her.
“It’s going to be fine, just hold on to me, Nico-chan.”
She did as told. Maki increased her speed, plunging into her nonstop. As she
did that, Nico’s moans also got louder, resounding through the clubroom’s
walls. Her tears drenched the cloth concealing her eyes and streamed down her
cheeks, vivid before Maki. When Nico’s tears came into Maki’s view, she knew
that Nico wasn’t lying about being apprehensive of the strange feeling that was
chasing them both.
She didn’t want Nico to shy away from this, whereupon she reached down,
brushing Nico’s bundle of nerves with her fingers. That deed only was enough to
make Nico scream in pleasure. Digging her fingers into Maki’s shirt, Nico
frantically called Maki’s name over and over, hoping for a release. The more
she called, the more her walls squeezed down on Maki’s length. In that moment
Nico’s body was hers, and she was unable to resist Maki and the way she handled
her, until they both reached a feverish pitch.
As their excitement now over, they were wheezing as Maki watched Nico’s back
arched downward. Exhausted and weary after their carnal activity, Nico brought
her hands up, removing the blindfold. Rubies met amethyst again.
“Who would have thought playing blindfold while doing this could be this fun?”
Nico was tired but still grinning.
“You have no idea, Nico-chan.” Maki laughed wearily.
“So… turns out you’re a lot naughtier than what you’re normally letting on, huh
Maki-chan?”
“Shut up, Nico-chan.”
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The next day, Kotori was on her way to the clubroom in a worn out state. She
jumped when she heard screams resonating from said room. Not unexpectedly,
Kotori immediately recognized whose voices they belong to. Honoka, Nico and
Rin. She opened the clubroom door and was welcomed with a sight that made her
sweating.
Nozomi, Nico, Rin and Honoka were kneeling on the ground, heads held low and in
front of them was none other than the infamous–well, in their eyes only–Umi
infuriatingly yelling at them. Simultaneously, Maki and Eli–whose face is just
as grim–sat on the chairs, witnessing Umi’s reproach on their behaviours.
“Do you have any idea what you four just did yesterday!?” Umi berated them
harshly. “What would you have done if we end up doing such s-shameless things
to other people!? Not only that but you’ve also fallen victim to t-this
aphrodisiac voodoo!! Do you not feel sorry for yourselves or others!?”
“Uh… hate to break it to you but we’re not affected by it, Umi-chan.”
Honoka grinned with an inane remark as a reminder, while Rin vigorously nodded
her head along. Kotori swore she could see hot-blooded veins popped up on
everyone’s forehead but her, Rin, Honoka and Nozomi.
“That makes you all the more guilty, Rin, Honoka! Do you have any idea what
kind of nightmarish dilemma I went through just because you both agreed on
something even I do not approved of!?”
Nico spat at them, utterly pissed off. She jumped up from the ground, about to
hurl herself at them but Nozomi hugged her waist, preventing her from doing
anything harmful.
“Let me go, Nozomi!! I’ve gotta teach them a lesson for doing something so
intolerable like that!” Nico growled.
“You said that but you’re the one who came up with the idea in the first place,
Nico-chan!” Rin pouted.
“Fine then! I’ll admit I came up with it, but the idea of enthralling Maki-chan
wasn’t mine to begin with!!” Nico barked back.
“ENOUGH!” Umi yelled at the top of her lungs. Her yelling startled everyone in
the room, including Maki and Eli. “Not only did you do something unthinkable
but you also have the leisure of fighting each other over something you all
conjured up!?”
“Hii–!” Honoka and Rin cowered in fear.
“Now, now, Umi-chan. You don’t have to be so strict on them. After all, who’s
to say that what happened was unwarranted?” Nozomi smiled knowingly at them.
“That’s…”
Umi was at a loss for words. She didn’t specifically say that she hated that
moment either. Her mind started wandering and memories from her enjoyable time
with Kotori came rushing back, causing her cheek to be tinged with redness. The
same was happening to Maki and Eli too.
“That’s right, Umi-chan. It’s not their fault, if it is anyone’s fault, it’s
mine.” Kotori added.
“Kotori-chan!” Honoka and Rin was touched when Kotori stuck up for them.
“Everything that happened yesterday was my fault… I was the one who asked for
the vial personally. Nozomi-chan was only trying to lend me a hand.” Kotori
relayed. “So if you have to rebuke someone, then rebuke me, Umi-chan.”
“Kotori…” Umi was speechless.
“Well, if that’s why it happened then we can’t help it.” Maki, who has been
twirling her hair throughout the drama, spoke up.
“Yeah, Maki’s right. If Kotori was the one who requested that vial to begin
with, then there is nothing we can do about it. I do hope that you’ll reflect
on this though. Please keep your relationship problems in your own boundary,
okay Kotori?” Eli reminded her.
“Of course, it won’t happen again, Eli-chan, Maki-chan.” Kotori put on her
deadly, dazzling smile.
“Even though we said that, to say that no one’s at fault here would totally be
an understatement.” Maki turned over to the others who were kneeling on the
ground. She pointedly glared at them minus Nozomi, especially Nico.
“U-Uh… why are you giving us such a menacing stare, Maki-chan? An idol always
have to smile right? Come on, along with me, Nico Ni–“ Nico was breaking out in
a cold sweat.
“Nicocchi.” Nozomi called out in a sweet voice. “I wouldn’t be doing that if I
were you.”
“I have to say, I couldn’t agree more with you, Maki.” Eli stared her down.
“Ugh…” Nico was paralysed with apprehension.
Meanwhile, Rin and Honoka inched closer to the door.
“W-Well, now that you have someone to punish…” Rin started.
“…we’ll be on our way then!” Honoka finished for her.
Before they could get out of the door, however, Umi swiftly grabbed hold of
their collars.
“Rin, Honoka. Where do you two think you’re going?” Her face was smiling. In an
eerily way.
“W-Wait, Umi-chan! We can explain!” Honoka and Rin flailed their arms
frantically.
“You can tell me more, Honoka, Rin. After I punished you, that is.”
Umi was looming in front of them like a predator would a prey. Tears pricked at
the corner of their eyes.
“Nooooooooooo!!!!!!!!”
A shrill shout can be heard throughout the school during club activities time
that day.
End Notes
     Author's Note: What did you think of 'Kotori's Restlessness'?
     Since this series is consisted of different circumstances and
     shenanigans that μ's came up with, when I have ideas that can't be
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     SHOT. Do keep that in mind. I'll be taking request relating to this
     series should anyone has any recommendations. Thank you.
     Also, IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT: starting from this week foward, my
     stories won't be updated regularly anymore. Since the new semester is
     about to start for me and I'm in my senior years, studies will be too
     overwhelming for me to write fics. They still get updates, but the
     updates will be posted when I actually have time to write. Thank you.
     PS: This is the CHEESIEST story that I've ever written (￣▽￣)
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