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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F, Other
  Fandom:
      Senki_Zesshou_Symphogear
  Relationship:
      Kohinata_Miku/Tachibana_Hibiki
  Character:
      Kohinata_Miku, Tachibana_Hibiki
  Additional Tags:
      Futanari, Yuri
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-10-22 Words: 5137
****** Visiting Hours ******
by wantfastcars
Summary
     Miku pays Hibiki an overnight visit at the hospital after the events
     of Episode 4 of GX, and things get heated. As a matter of principle,
     it should be mentioned that Hibiki and Miku are both 16 during the
     events of this story.
Miku walked in silence, eyes down. Hibiki had reassured her that nothing she
had done was wrong and that it wasn't Miku's fault, but she still felt so...
“Kohinata?”
Miku looked up, startled, her slow steps staggering to a stop. “Miss Tsubasa?”
“Kohinata,” Tsubasa said again, smiling, “You can just call me 'Tsubasa.' It's
fine. Coming to visit Tachibana?”
Miku nodded, chewing gently on her lower lip.
“I was just with her,” Tsubasa continued, “she'll be happy to see you.”
She paused awkwardly for a moment, then placed a hand on Miku's shoulder. “You
mean a lot to her, Kohinata. Even more than you think you know. You better
hurry up though, visiting hours are almost over.”
Miku smiled and dug around in her schoolbag for a moment, keeping the opening
facing away from Tsubasa, and pulled out a small slip of paper. “Permission
from your uncle to stay after visiting hours end.”
Tsubasa looked at the paper, eyes widening in surprise a little bit. She knew
her uncle had that kind of power, but it was very rare for him to use it like
this. Still...
“Well then,” Tsubasa said, taking her hand from Miku's shoulder and turning to
walk away, “have a wonderful evening, Kohinata.”
“Than you, Mi- er, Tsubasa,” Miku said as Tsubasa turned to walk away. “I... do
have a favor I could ask you, though.”
Tsubasa stopped, turned around, and smiled warmly. “Of course, Kohinata. What
do you need?”
“Could...” Miku paused and looked down, a little embarrassed, “could you please
stand watch outside the door and make sure no one comes in?”
“Huh?” Tsubasa's smile faded briefly, confused at the request.
“I mean, like one of the Autoscorers! I need your skills as a sentinel!” Miku's
voice came out much louder than she had intended, and she quickly looked away
again.
'This is my time to shine,' Tsubasa thought. She rushed back to Miku and
grabbed the girl by both shoulders. “To live means to be combat ready!” the
idol spat out, almost by instinct, “Of course! I will guard this door with my
life!”
“T-thank you, Tsubasa,” Miku said, a little shaken in more than one sense of
the word, “I'll be going in now.”
“Right! I will stay here,” Tsubasa said, and drew a katana, taking a ready
stance at the door.
'Where did she even-' Miku started to think, then realized it was far from the
weirdest thing she'd seen since discovering Hibiki's involvement in the
Symphogear program.
Smiling, she stepped into Hibiki's room and closed the door behind her.
“Miku!” Hibiki called from the bed, her light brown hair bobbing and shaking as
she sat up in the hospital bed. “Get over here so I can hug you!” Hibiki
smiled, her mouth open wide, and held out her arms expectantly. Miku gave a
softer smile and took a couple steps forward, setting her bag in a chair near
the bed, and leaning over to give Hibiki a hug. Unsurprisingly, as soon as she
was within arm's reach, Hibiki had her by the shoulders and practically yanked
her into the overly-large hospital bed. Her own arms caught between her body
and Hibiki's, Miku had little choice other than to simply nuzzle into her
friend as Hibiki squeezed her tight. Not that she would have chosen anything
else, as she buried her face in the crook of her flower's neck and inhaled
deeply, reveling in her slightly floral scent, reminding her of better times.
Times when she hadn't...
“Miku?” Hibiki asked, her voice suddenly much less enthusiastic as she felt
something wet on her neck. “Miku? Miku what's wrong?”
“I'm sorry... Hibiki...” Miku clenched her fists, grabbing a small amount of
Hibiki's hospital gown as her shoulders hitched in the first of many sobs to
come. “I'm sorry! It's- I- because of me-”
“Miku,” Hibiki interrupted her, taking the black-haired girl by the shoulders
and pushing her away, but keeping a firm grip. “Don't worry. It'll be alright.
With Elfnein's help-”
“If it weren't for me... you wouldn't... your miracle wouldn't...” Miku's voice
collapsed into sobs and she lunged forward again, somewhat-accidentally
pressing her face into Hibiki's breasts and wrapping her arms around Hibiki's
torso. The girl openly sobbed into her lover's stomach, unwilling to blame
anyone but herself for Hibiki's latest trip to the hospital, and the loss of
Gungnir. Of Hibiki's miracle.
“Miku,” Hibiki's voice was firmer this time, cutting through the sobs, “Don't
worry. It'll be alright. It'll take a lot more than that to keep me down.”
“But-”
“No buts, Miku,” Hibiki pried Miku off of her, gently taking the slightly
slimmer girl's face in her hands and lifting it to her own. “Everything will be
alright. You know why?”
Miku shook her head, cheeks squishing against Hibiki's hands.
“Because I love you,” Hibiki continued, closing her eyes and smiling, then
darting in for a quick kiss. Miku leaned into it, gladly accepting the kiss,
though it didn't fully stop her tears. As Hibiki pulled away, Miku wiped a
sleeve across her eyes, a couple wet smears staining the fabric. She smiled
weakly and cocked her head to the side.
“I love you too, Hibiki,” she said, and leaned back in for another kiss. Hibiki
gratefully accepted her lover's lips, parting her lips slightly as she felt
Miku's tongue press against them. She offered her own in reply, the slippery
muscles sliding over one another, fighting for dominance. Miku could feel the
color rising in her cheeks and her breath becoming more labored as the kissing
turned into a full-blown make-out session. A hand snaked up underneath her
shirt, slithering over the skin of her stomach and up to her chest, gently
cupping a breast. Miku pulled out of the kiss for a moment and moaned loudly,
Hibiki trying to follow with her head, but eventually drawing out of reach.
“Miss Tsubasa is – ahn – just – ah! – Hibiki! Tsubasa is right outside! If
we're too loud-”
“Let her hear us, Miku.” Hibiki said, accepting that Miku's mouth was out of
reach and going for her neck instead, nibbling at her collarbone, then even
lower as Miku rose higher on her knees, “I don't care if the whole world knows.
You are here with me and that's all that matters.”
Miku moaned again as she felt something twitch between her legs. Hibiki must
have noticed it too, though it would have been hard to miss. Miku was
straddling her lover, crotch pressed into Hibiki's stomach and hands on her
shoulders as Hibiki fumbled around under her shirt, searching for the clasp of
her bra.
“Getting excited, are we, Miku?” Hibiki said, with a devilish edge in her voice
that made Miku's heart skip a beat.
“Ah – as – Hibiki – much as I can be with – oh – that infernal beeping,” Miku
answered in between grunts and squeaks of pleasure as she started to grind
herself against Hibiki's chest. “What – hnn – what is making that – hhhh –
noise?”
“Oh, it's just the EKG,” Hibiki answered, bringing a hand down to Miku's crotch
and stroking her through her panties. With her other hand she reached up,
grabbed the wires attached to her, and gave a sharp tug, yanking them free. The
rapid beeping became one solid, flat tone even worse than before. Miku giggled
at Hibiki's brashness. Now that those wires were out of the way, though, Miku
reached down down, she tugged gently on Hibiki's hospital gown. Getting the
message, the brown-haired girl obediently raising her arms and slipping out,
her breasts hanging free. Giggling as Miku ground against them again, Hibiki
took her hands out of Miku's shirt and slipped them under her skirt, looping
her thumbs through her lover's panties and pulling them down.
---
In the parking garage of the hospital, Genjuuro was reaching for the door of
his car when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He pulled it out and
glanced at it – the casual look turning to one of utter fear as he read the
message.
'Critical Alert – Tachibana Hibiki: EKG Flat-line'
'No,' he thought, turning back towards the stairs and vaulting several cars to
reach them. The elevator would be too slow – instead, he nearly ripped the door
to the stairwell from it's hinges as he threw it open, leaping up entire
flights of stairs in a single step. I'm not going to lose another one, he
thought, never again! He burst through the door on the seventh floor, the one
Hibiki's room was on, and practically flew down the hallway, passing a dozen
rooms and rounding a corner with his feet only touching the ground twice. To
his surprise, Tsubasa was standing in the hall, katana in hand, stock-still in
front of the door, a light blush on her face.
“Tsubasa! Get out of the way! Hibiki is flat-lining!”
“I'm really quite sure she's no-” Tsubasa tried to answer, but Genjuuro was
already past her with a hand on the door handle, and then the door was open.
Miku met Genjuuro's eyes first, her face contorting in horror. She pulled back
from Hibiki, her cock sliding out of Genjuuro's prize pupil's mouth with a wet
pop. Hibiki leaned forward to chase it for a moment before her brain registered
that the door was open, with one of her closest friends and the one adult she
respected most staring at her sucking her girlfriend's dick. For a moment she
didn't care. For just a moment she thought Go ahead and watch, you'll never get
this. Then her mind processed exactly who it was standing in the doorway, and
she yanked a sheet up and over as she pulled Miku down, covering Miku's
embarrassed form.
Genjuuro was frozen in place, still trying to comprehend what it was he'd just
seen.
“I told you she wasn't flat-lining...” Tsubasa pressed a finger to her
forehead, shaking slightly as she tried to will the image of Hibiki blowing
Kohinata out of her mind. It wasn't working very well.
“I...” Genjuuro started, but quickly forgot where he was going. He had
suspected Tachibana and Kohinata had that kind of relationship, ever since the
incident with the Shensou Jing. With how Symphogears worked, and what Kohinata
had been singing... still, the cock was a bit of a surprise.
“Just go away Captain!” Hibiki yelled from under the sheets, clutching Miku's
quivering form close to her.
“R-right! Please excuse the interruption!” Genjuuro was very nearly yelling,
and bowed deeply and violently, before turning and bounding out of the room,
catching Tsubasa with an arm and dragging her with him. His other hand grabbed
the door handle as he passed, slamming it loudly behind him.
“I... I am never...” Genjuuro panted, clutching his face as he stood in the
hallway. It took a lot to throw him off, and now, Genjuuro found himself
struggling to stand properly. “I am never going to forget that.”
“To live means to be combat ready,” Tsubasa said, voice empty, eyes staring
blankly at the wall across from her. “To live means to be combat ready. To live
means to be combat ready. To live...”
Tsubasa's voice faded from Genjuuro's hearing as he rounded the corner and
shuffled back towards the stairs.
---
“Miku...” Hibiki said quietly, still tucked under the sheets and wrapping
herself around her lover, “Miku... do you want to keep going?”
“Le-let's just stay like this for a bit...” Miku offered, shuffling
uncomfortably.
“This is nice, too,” Hibiki's voice was soft, comforting, as she wrapped her
arms around Miku and pulled her in close. “I love you, Miku.”
Miku nodded, but her throat was too tight to answer. Instead, she clenched her
body around Hibiki's arms, holding as tightly as she could for a few moments,
then relaxing again. As she lay there in Hibiki's embrace, her gentle, loving,
caring embrace, Miku was suddenly overcome with the feeling that she really
didn't deserve Hibiki.
“H-” Miku started, but her throat closed up again. She looked down, and took
one of Hibiki's hands in her own. “Hibiki... I think... maybe we shouldn't...”
Hibiki sat up quickly, pulling her hand out of Miku's, and creating a tent
under the sheets. Rolling her legs, the nearly-naked girl straddled Miku,
eliciting a blush from the black-haired girl. Tears were forming in the corners
of Hibiki's eyes, but she couldn't help but smile as she felt Miku's cock press
up against her butt.
“Shouldn't what?” She asked fearfully.
“Shouldn't...” Miku couldn't bear to look her love in the face for what she
said next. “Shouldn't be together!”
Where she expected Hibiki to suddenly be angry or cry, instead she found arms
wrapping around her neck as Hibiki laid down on top of her, holding her close.
“No,” Hibiki said simply, “I don't know why you think this, but I can guarantee
you it's something silly. I love you, Miku. You love me, too.”
“I'm so bad for you though!” Miku cried out, trying to squirm out from
underneath Hibiki, only succeeding in rubbing against Hibiki's breasts, “I
ruined your life! I've nearly gotten you killed half a dozen times! Every time
I try to help- mmmmmmnnn...”
Hibiki had silenced Miku with a deep kiss, pressing against her firmly and
grinding against her, feeling Miku's dick rub against the fabric of her
panties. After a few minutes, she pulled away, rising up again. Miku could look
at her now, but was still silent, eyes and lips quivering as she forced the
tears back.
“Hibiki,” she said, a choked, quiet noise, “How can you just-”
Hibiki leaned down and quieted her with another quick kiss. “You are my
sunshine, Miku. Sure I get a little sunburned sometimes, but it's always my own
fault. You keep me going and looking forward to every day on this earth. I will
never not love you.”
“Hibiki...” Miku whined. You're just too perfect.
“And right now,” the wicked edge was back in Hibiki's voice as she reached
behind her and tugged gently on Miku's cock, eliciting a quiet gasp, “you
definitely need some loving.”
Miku blushed at the cheesy line, but did not object as Hibiki continued to
stroke her. As Hibiki's pace picked up, she began to grind against Miku's
stomach, sliding her crotch over Miku's abs. They weren't quite as defined as
her own, but years of track had left Miku with a rather apparent musculature,
even beneath the thin layer of fat that had accumulated in recent years. Hibiki
adored it. She could feel herself starting to moisten her panties, and if
Miku's blushing, panting face was anything to go by...
“I'm sorry Miku, I can't take it anymore,” Hibiki cried out, rocking back to
keep her balance as she lifted her hand from the bed. She slid a thumb
underneath her panties and pulled them aside, revealing her glistening pussy,
and positioned herself over Miku's dick. “I'm putting it in!”
In one smooth motion, Hibiki engulfed Miku all the way to the hilt, gasping in
pleasure as that familiar feeling of fullness found it's way to her mind.
“Ah – hh – ha – oh – Miku,” Hibiki panted, voice unsteady, “S-see? We fit each
other so perfectly. We... we were meant to be together, like this.”
“Hibiki!” Miku cried out, suddenly sitting upright underneath her lover. Hibiki
rose on her knees a bit to accommodate the motion, and felt Miku twitch inside
her as they moved. Miku wrapped her arms around the slightly-bustier girl's
back and buried her face between Hibiki's lovely breasts. “I l-love you too,
Hibiki! I never want to leave you and – ah – I want to support you in
everything you do!”
“Then let me do this for you,” Hibiki said, voice suddenly cool and smooth,
like flowing water, “Spread your legs apart and sit criss-cross so I'm sitting
in your lap with you inside me.”
“Y-yes,” Miku said, her heart suddenly pounding much faster. Hibiki was
ordering her around. Hibiki was telling her what to do. Hibiki was on top. And
it felt great. Spreading her legs obediently, Miku felt a wave of embarrassment
flow through her. Had there been anyone else in the room, her pussy would be on
full display as she sat with her legs apart. Had they not been covered by the
sheets, either, at least.
“Now, Miku,” Hibiki said, voice hitching just a little as the small movements
ground Miku's warmth against her insides, “Let me do all the movement, okay?”
Miku nodded, her head shaking Bikki's boobs slightly, her fluffy black hair
tickling a nipple.
“Good,” Hibiki said, and flexed her legs, slowly pulling herself off of Miku's
dick, until only the tip remained inside her. She shook her hips around in a
circle, teasing it, just on the edge, then came back to the center and dropped
down again. Both girls gasped in unison as they found themselves once again so
completely and intimately joined with one another.
“Hhhhhhibiki,” Miku's breath was heavy against her breast, “Hibiki...”
Hibiki raised her hips and slammed them down again, and again, and again, lost
in the joy of being filled up by her lover, and of Miku's increasingly weak,
shaky calls of her name. She was quivering, twitching inside Hibiki. Getting
closer, closer-
“Hibiki I-” Miku tried to cry out as she realized she was about to come.
Hibiki was having none of it, however, and wrapped her arms and legs around her
lover and fell down on her cock, spearing herself one last time and clasping
tightly as Miku exploded inside of her. Her thick, sticky jizz coated the
insides of Hibiki's pussy, warming the depths of her stomach. She sighed a
great, ragged breath as the aftershocks of orgasm trembled through her. The
strength gave out in Miku's back and she collapsed forward, landing heavily on
top of Hibiki, cock slipping out, a trail of semen trickling out of Hibiki's
pussy in it's wake. Hibiki laughed breathlessly and brought her arms gently
around Miku's back again.
“Hibiki... I... I came... inside...”
“It's fine, Miku, it'll be fine,” Hibiki breathed, “Besides, I made you do
that.”
Miku laughed a little and moved to sit up, her still-hard cock rubbing against
the inside of Hibiki's thigh. She shifted her hips a little to keep from
touching Hibiki with it again, blush rising in her face.
“Still hard, Miku?”
Miku grunted an acknowledgment, but said nothing.
“Then let me make you feel good again,” Hibiki said, sitting up and holding her
arms out to Miku again. “What do you want to do?”
Miku mumbled something Hibiki didn't understand. Laughing nervously, Hibiki
asked, “Sorry Miku, could you say that again?”
“When you were on top of me it was really erot- ero... er...”
“Erotic?” Hibiki offered.
“Yeah...” Miku said sheepishly, refusing to meet her lover's eyes.
“Alright then!” Hibiki continued cheerfully. “Lay down again!”
“Actually can we try... something... a little different?”
“Hmm?” Hibiki cocked her head to the side, eyes wide with curiosity. “Like
what?”
“Like...” Miku trailed off, having a hard time forcing the words out. While she
almost always lead in bed, there was a small, masochistic part of her that
wanted Hibiki to tie her down and have her way with her. But she had to start
small, something like spanking or – Miku remembered what she had in her bag.
She held up a finger indicating for Hibiki to wait, and stumbled out of the
hospital bed. As she stood, her remaining clothes fell loosely to the floor,
leaving her completely nude, staggering towards the chair her schoolbag was in.
Shrugging, Hibiki figured it might as well be fair, and quickly slipped her
panties off. They'd just be in the way, anyways. She watched Miku's hips sway
as the black-haired girl dug through her bag, hypnotized by her swaying ass and
cock. Suddenly she stood up and turned around, a hauntingly familiar smile on
her face. Miku's eyes were unfocused and her lips hung slightly apart, a
terrifying recreation of the visage she had worn while forced to wield Shensou
Jing.
More terrifying was the leather riding crop Miku had in her hands.
“M-m-miku-” Hibiki started.
“Oh, no,” Miku's face snapped back to normal, “No, Hibiki, I don't want to hit
you with this!”
“What?”
“I want you to hit me with it!” Miku's smile was... unsettling, to say the
least. To see her like this, begging to be whipped, was...
“O-okay,” Hibiki said, extending a hand. Miku hopped up and down in excitement,
breasts and cock jiggling comically, and took a few strides back to the bed,
placing the crop in Hibiki's hand. The brown-haired girl took it and flexed it
a few times, testing it. “You want me to... to hit you with... with this?”
Miku nodded happily and crawled back into the bed, then swung her rear around
to face Hibiki. “Hit me in the butt!”
Hibiki swallowed heavily and raised the crop above her head, screwing her eyes
shut and bringing it down on her lover's ass.
A light 'pap' met Miku's ears as she barely felt the crop land on her ass-
cheek.
“Hibiki...”
“I'm sorry Miku! I just... I can't...”
Miku sighed, but sat up and turned around, kissing Hibiki gently on the lips.
“Sorry, Hibiki. You don't need to use that now. Let's start off a little
lighter, okay?”
Hibiki nodded, and handed the crop back to Miku. “S-sorry...”
“It's okay, it's okay. Maybe later, alright? Here, just spank me,” Miku paused.
“Please?”
“R-right!” Hibiki's voice was unsteady, but her eyes burned with determination.
Kissing her lover lightly again, Miku turned around and presented her ass as
she had before. Hibiki reached out and placed her hands on it, gently kneading
her butt, her fingers sinking into the thin layer of fat on her lover's butt.
Slowly, she raised her left hand.
Miku closed her eyes and inhaled sharply, waiting for the impact. She bit her
lower lip and smiled in anticipation. Instead of the sharp, stinging pain, a
very gentle pat met her ass cheek. In fact, 'pat' might be an overstatement –
it barely even counted as 'setting' her hand on her butt. “Hibiki... you need
to hit me harder.”
“R-right,” Hibiki stammered, raising her hand again, bringing it down as hard
as she could on the meat of her lover's rear.
“Ow!” Miku cried out, more in surprise than pain. Well, a bit of pain, Hibiki
had delivered a glorious open-handed slap, and it felt amazing. She felt her
dick twitch and her pussy clench briefly, desperately trying to clamp down on
something. Letting out another moan, she rocked her ass back, not yet having
registered that Hibiki's other hand had withdrawn. “Again!” Nothing. “Hibiki?”
Miku looked over her shoulder. Hibiki had rolled back onto her knees, away from
Miku, and had her hands in her lap. The brown-haired girl's eyes were wide,
unfocused. “Hibiki!”
“These hands...” Hibiki's voice was distant, hollow, not directed at anyone.
“How can I... with these hands... I can't...”
“Hibiki!” Miku sat up and rolled around, latching onto Hibiki in a tight hug,
feeling her lover's breasts against her own. “Hibiki! Hibiki it's fine!”
“It's not fine! It's not okay!” Hibiki yelled, still not meeting Miku's eyes.
“All these hands are good for is hurting and breaking! I can't-”
“Hibiki!” Miku yelled sharply, leaning back and taking Hibiki's face in her
hands. Startled, Hibiki stopped talking and looked forward. She didn't look
into Miku's eyes though, she more looked through them, unfocused. “Hibiki!”
Leaning in, she kissed Hibiki deeply, lips working over each other as she
brought her flower back to reality.
“Miku... I'm sorry, I-”
“Shhh...” the one-time Gear user cooed, gently stroking Hibiki's hair. “It's
okay. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked you to do that.”
“But Miku-”
“Hibiki...” Miku said quietly, tenderly, pulling her girlfriend close, before
she could fall into the abyss again, “I love you, Hibiki. I love you. Even if
the whole world fades away, as long as I have you, and can hold your hand,
everything will be okay. I love you. I love you...”
Hibiki whimpered and nuzzled closer.
“Do you still want to...” Miku trailed off, not wanting to pressure Hibiki into
anything she didn't want to, but unable to ignore her throbbing cock. Hibiki
nodded into her neck. “Do you want me to lead instead?” Another nod. “Alright
then. Let's wait a little, first, though.” Hibiki nodded, her jaw still
clenched. Gently, Miku leaned forward, easing Hibiki down onto her back and
lying down next to her in the bed. For a few minutes they lay there, fingers
intertwined, holding each other close, Miku cursing her raging erection for
ruining what might have otherwise been an incredibly tender moment. Still,
eventually Hibiki seemed to have calmed down and once again taken note of
Miku's not-so-little friend.
“I want you to feel good,” Hibiki murmured, bringing a hand down to Miku's
crotch and softly stroking her dick, “I want you to use me to make yourself
feel good.”
Miku smiled kindly and sat up, swinging one leg over Hibiki so she straddled
her lover's stomach, cock pointing forward between Hibiki's perky breasts.
“Give me a tit-job,” she instructed.
Hibiki smiled and grabbed hold of her own tits, holding them apart for Miku to
slide herself in. Filling in her part, Miku rolled her hips forward and slid up
Hibiki's stomach, leaving a thin trail of arousal behind her, and sliding her
cock between those puffy mounds of flesh she loved so much. They were warm and
soft and smooth and enveloped her almost entirely. She ground against Hibiki's
torso, an ever-increasing slick of love-juices building up on her stomach and
trickling downwards, pooling in her navel.
“Now... hnn... suck on it,” Miku told her lover, taking a handful of Hibiki's
hair and pulling forward gently. Hibiki followed her mistress' command and
craned her neck forward, managing to get the tip into her mouth. Seeing the
awkward position of Hibiki's neck, Miku reached above her and pulled a pillow
forward, tucking it neatly under her head. Hibiki managed her best smile around
Miku's dick, humming a quick note of thanks. The vibrations sent waves of
pleasure through her, and Miku convulsed in pleasure, lurching over. Her
breasts dangled, and she noticed Hibiki staring up at them in wonder. A smile
graced her face as Hibiki continued her ministrations, despite being hypnotized
by Miku's swaying boobs. Suddenly Miku realized she was very close to
finishing, and realized something had to be done about that.
“Ah – Hibiki – no, don – hhh,” Miku panted frantically, forcing herself to pull
out of Hibiki's mouth. She didn't want to finish here, she had something else
in mind. “Roll onto your stomach.”
Hibiki nodded and started to roll over, then paused and looked up at Miku.
“Actually... is it... is it okay if I can stay on my back?”
“Why?”
“I want to look at you when we do it,” Hibiki said, her voice squeaking in an
awkward mix between confidence and embarrassment.
Miku giggled. “Of course, Hibiki. Roll your hips up then.”
Hibiki raised her rear a couple inches off the sheets, exposing her pussy for
Miku. “Like this?”
“Not quite,” Miku answered with a smile, cupping Hibiki's ass in her hands and
rolling it upwards, bringing her anus to light. “Like this.”
Hibiki couldn't help but blush, but willingly obliged Miku as she felt
something hot, stiff, and slick with love press up against her rear entrance.
She exhaled, relaxing as much as she could, and nodded at Miku with a smile on
her face. Miku nodded back and rocked her hips forward, pressing in gently,
opening Hibiki up slowly, smoothly slipping the head in. Hibiki gasped as she
felt Miku press in further, filling her up. She'd never admit it out loud, but
she loved when Miku pushed for anal. It just made her feel full in a manner
normal sex didn't. She moaned as Miku hilted inside her, loving the feeling of
her girlfriend's hips pressed up against her ass.
“Ahhnnn – Miku – I – hnn – I love the feeling of your dick inside my ass!” So
much for never admitting that out loud. Everything in her butt felt hot and
tight and warm and then Miku was pulling out slowly, waves of pleasure
emanating from her anus as the tight muscle rippled and rolled over her
girlfriend's cock. With a sudden motion, Miku slammed into her again,
immediately filling her up. Hibiki was panting like a dog, all sense of decency
lost, with no desire other than to be fucked raw.
Miku saw this as an opportunity to kiss her lover again. She bent over as she
pulled out again, leaving just the head of her dick inside Hibiki, and kissed
her hard as she plunged in again. Hibiki sloppily returned the kiss, tongue
flailing wildly against Miku's as she continued to take a pounding. Miku's
thrusting increased in frequency and decreased in regularity, becoming
shallower and more frenzied as she grew closer to orgasm. Hibiki apparently was
too, judging from the blank expression on her face and the pulsing walls of her
ass.
“Hibiki,” Miku said through clenched teeth, “Hibiki! I love you!” She screamed
as she bottomed out in her girlfriend one final time, cock erupting inside
Hibiki's ass. Hibiki cried out in climax as she felt warmth growing in her
belly, filling her ass with her lover's seed. Her pussy clenched down on
nothing, but her ass clamped firmly around Miku, milking it for every drop of
semen it could. Spurt after spurt of thick cum flowed forth from Miku's
spasming cock, only subsiding when the black-haired girl could no longer hold
herself up and fell on Hibiki, dick pulling out of her ass with a lewd 'pop.'
“I – hah – I love you too, Miku,” Hibiki panted, putting an arm lazily over her
oldest friend's back.
“I promise...” Miku started, then paused to catch her breath, “I promise... to
never make you hit me again, okay?”
Hibiki nodded and smiled. “It's alright Miku. I promise I'll find all the ways
I can to make you feel good.”
“You're so perfect, Hibiki.”
“You're perfecter, Miku.”
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“Good morning, Hibiki!” Genjuuro entered the room enthusiastically, a broad
smile on his face. “Sorry for interrupting last night, I just wanted to-” he
took in his surroundings, noticing a few things that didn't add up. One, there
was a Lydian uniform on the floor next to Hibiki's bed. Two, Hibiki was still
shirtless, judging by her bare shoulders. Three, Hibiki was blushing deeply.
Four, and perhaps most conspicuous, something a great deal larger than Hibiki's
legs was moving under the sheets of the hospital bed. Without another word, he
turned and left, closing the door firmly behind him.
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