Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/12035589. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Underage Category: F/F Fandom: Splatoon Relationship: Callie/Marie_(Splatoon) Character: Callie_(Splatoon), Marie_(Splatoon) Additional Tags: Loss_of_Innocence, Loss_of_Virginity, Extremely_Underage, Consensual Underage_Sex, loli/loli_because_im_not_THAT_much_of_a_degenerate, Sexual Frustration, Resolved_Sexual_Tension, Tribadism, Rough_Kissing, Tongues, characters_unaware_that_they're_fucking, Sleepovers, also_when_i_mean very_underage_i_mean_they're_like_9_or_10, I_MEAN_I_AINT_A_TODDLERCON CMON Series: Part 3 of the_adventures_of_me_walking_a_dangerous_path_down_to_jail Stats: Published: 2017-09-08 Words: 1433 ****** When Will the Cia Put a Stop to My Tyranny: The Threequel ****** by totallymarie Summary the police are coming, my man Damn this poor timing. Callie's parents just so happened to leave home for a few days, and, since they naturally wouldn't let any kid with the energy of a coked-up kitten home alone for more than an hour, she was forced to stay with her more mature sister and her own  family until they returned. This would have been fine, but after the straddling, panting, and most importantly the complete lack of closure or awareness, the two were left without a topic, being too distracted with ones that wouldn't dare be spoken about. It was up to Callie, since Marie's chance of starting conversations were little to none, to break the ice. Preferably off the topic they both dreaded to come into contact with.      "Ummmmmmm..." The one younger-at-heart started, "I'm... Sorry, ehehe." Goddammit.      Another wave of silence. How would she reply, anyways? Say it was okay? It was hard to forgive someone without knowing the true context of what they did.      "What were you doing, anyways?"      "I told you, I dunno!" Callie sighed, slouching over and groaning, "It felt–uhh, tingly? I don't-"      "I know," The other cousin blurted, before regretting her claim and shifting in place, her index's knuckle placed up against her lip to symbolize her fragile insecurity, "I sorta–mighta–tried it." Much to Marie's embarrassment, her cousin leaned forward with eyes wide with wonder and morbid interest. Her mouth opened, ghosting the teeniest hint of a smile,      "Really? It felt good, right?" She spoke with too much enthusiasm, "It's weird, but I kinda like it! What'd'you think? Hey?" Ironically, this ruthless punishment of humiliation as Marie would call it was giving her the same sense she had back when she was walking home, back when she thought about grinding against something herself, only this time there was a sense of loneliness. Tears began to bead in her eyes and Callie ceased her grinning as well as the barrage of questions as fast as she could. She brought a hand out and poked her shoulder.      "Marie...? You okay?"      Her cousin tensed up a little but didn't reply, staying perfectly still as her face continued to grow red. Callie started to panic, "Oh, jeez, uh..." The future-popstar looked around frantically before hugging Marie tightly. "It's okay--whatever you're upset about, it's okay!"      "I'm... T-t-this feels-wro'g," she blubbered softly through a shaky tone, "I feel like... Ummm... Just-I feel weird, an' scared, and-happy, too." Marie obviously didn't know what point she was trying to make, just naming whatever came to mind, "Uh, and I kinda–sorta wanna..." Her words reduced to unintelligible muttering, big misty eyes forced downcast. Her younger-at-heart mutual gave her a reassuring pat on the back despite having no idea what the hell she was rambling about. Creasing one puppy brow in mild concern, she asked, "Wanna what? Throw up? The sink's not too far away from here! Just do it when I'm outta the room and pluggin' my ears, 'kay?" Marie's ears lowered, flustered and shaking her head violently before taking a deep breath and clutching onto her nightshirt,        "I wann--I wanna do it again..."      Her "sister" stared blankly, then tilted her head.      "...Hmm?" Marie was physically irritated by the fact that she had to be as descriptive as possible to her scatterbrain of a sibling. Uuugh. She crossed her arms and inhaled sharply.      "Like, do the stuff, the-that thing... Y'know?"      "....Ohhh." Callie relaxed a little, but her own face grew warm to the touch, nearly matching her own cousin's pigment. "Like, I just let you sit there, or--"      "No-Nononono!" the other denied quickly, waving her hands in front of her to exaggerate her point, then broke eye contact and pressed her fingers together coyly, "I mean, I'd kinda wanna help you, too, I guess. Kinda..." The pink squid felt a weird mix of adoration and nervousness, unable to keep back a crooked smile. She hugged her sister's waist tightly and smooched her tears away, making Marie jump but exhale short puffs of steamy air as the summer heat melted her logical thoughts away. "You should be nice more often! So cute!"      "Mmgh... What's that supposed to mean?" She groaned back to keep her usual stoic character. Fuck, her nipples were getting hard, and the more Callie moved, the more intense her longing became... In an act of getting back at her, or just being desperate, the little dancer turned her head at just the right angle so when the singer landed another peck, it would be against her lips. The both of them let out a sexually frustrated whine, sighing and pressing their tiny bodies together in an embrace that broke all previous boundaries. Well, that just happened; can't really go back now. Each kiss lasted longer and had more impact, not going all the way to a point someone of their age would consider "adult-like", but still passionately enough that one would consider them lovers nonetheless. Through the innocent whimpers, Callie was the first to pull back as she was both the original offender and was the least affected—her first kiss was with some boy back in third grade or something, so thank Squidbeak this wouldn't be on her metaphorical permanent record. Marie was not so lucky though, putting a finger to her own lip in utter shock and tracing the lower half as she continued to exhale ragged breaths. "...Hah..."      "Whussup?" Callie asked airily. Both of their faces were hot and flushed from releasing such pent-up feelings.      "Nothing, l-let us continue," her sister reassured in an oddly formal tongue; This was a kiss, not a freaking trial. The singer noticed this and chortled in amusement,      "C'mon, tell me! Please?" Marie stayed silent for a short amount of time, then pointed out the obvious.      "This isn't right."      "Wha? Why not?"      "We're, y'know..." The quiet cousin trailed off, feeling like she didn't need to finish.      "So? It can be kissing practice for when we meet someone we love!" Ugh, Callie was so innocent. She wished she had that level of ignorant bliss.      "I'm pretty sure it's still weird," she pointed out, hips raising just a little before resting again, "And would get us in trouble."      "Who cares if it's weird? If people don't like us bein' together, they can't really separate us!" Callie retorted, volume high in determination and spirit, "I mean, aside from mom and dad, but we can keep it a secret, okay?" The kiddo squeezed her cousin tightly, still on top and not having any intent on letting go.      "What happened to 'kissing-practice?' And 'preparing for others?'" No response. "...Callie?"      The future-singer's heart pounded, then skipped as she made up her mind. She mashed her lips sloppily against Marie's once more, this time completely on purpose, and with more impatient roughness than helplessness. A slick, long squid-tongue lashed in between the entrance of her partner's mouth in wordless request, and with some hesitation, the white-tentacled inkling allowed her touch. Desperate mewls and muffled cries escaped the both of them as Callie naturally began to grind against her partner in crime. They were completely black-out drunk on their own hormones at this point. The both of them thrusted against each other wildly, wet schlicks emitting from their soaked pussies and only stopping when Callie had to catch her breath, lifting her trembling hips back up and taking the cool-down time to lock gazes with Marie to make sure they were both okay. Both of their movements became erratic and formless only after a few minutes thanks to their ecstasy.      "Mm-Marieeee...! I--Marie!" The pink squid whimpered, hugging her in the heat of the moment as her mind started to go blank. Her sister's tongue was lolling since they forgot about kissing as a whole, and her golden eyes were shut tightly as they fucked without guide on the rug she was clutching onto for dear life.      "I—L-Love you...!"      Their backs arched in unison, developing bodies thrashing and bucking wildly as their juices rolled down their thighs and to the carpet. Marie, despite her body screaming at her not to focus on anything, used her common sense and decency to bring Callie's head down by her tentacles (a little harsh, but better than being caught) and muffled her wails, keeping her busy by messily sliding their tongues along each other.      The final major wave of their climax ran through them, Callie's legs finally resting. The cousins were both completely covered in perspiration, head to toe, but didn't seem to care much as they cuddled and made little left over twitches in the afterglow. Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!