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[X] "I wonder if you can do better?"
A yelp comes from your mouth. Your hands grab Yuyuko's waist, but you will yourself not to push her away. Not when the pleasure shoots into your womanhood and through your thighs like that. It's not simply a matter of weight, but Yuyuko's technique in grinding your nether regions together. And merely once. You chuckle.
“And we're still playing around?”
Yuyuko circles her fingernail along your cheek. “Of cooourse we aaare.”
Despite Yuyuko's tone, you purse your lips when she begins grinding against you again. Both above and below, Yuyuko's breasts and her womanhood tenderize two separate areas of muscle on your body.
That's because it's been long since that the effects of Yuyuko's previous rubbing dug past your breasts and into your chest. A vast difference, comparing two separate points to their larger, common plane. Your breasts are certainly “like mush” by now. Now, much like two ends of a rope, your chest and your waist unravel at the ends and begin to converge on a point: Your stomach. And when it does, an orgasm doesn't seem too far off. Which is fine, by the way.
Your friend dips her nose and mouth into your neck. Your fingernails trail up her side, and Yuyuko giggles.
“Feels good?” A third pleasure area trembles in your neck when she speaks.
“Feels good.” You lean your head back for your friend to nuzzle into.
The ghost's movement evolve from the rotation performed earlier to pressing into your body. There are slight buzzes forming in every muscle in your body. With every other press of Yuyuko's body into your own, the buzzing grows into a vibration. Then a tremor. Of which your breath escapes. A second after, Yuyuko inhales through her nose.
Impossible as it is, the whisper tastes sweet on the roof of your mouth.
Yuyuko's mouth closes on your neck.
Your eyes squeeze shut as the first, small orgasm pricks your skin. You freeze, paralyzed by the pleasure. Yet Yuyuko continues to press her body against yours, breasts upon breasts, lower lips brushing across yours, sipping on your neck and not exactly biting or sucking.
A thought: Never let Yuyuko tickle you. Lest one become excited from her touch.
Despite your ongoing climax, Yuyuko places her hand behind your knee and lifts up. You peek as your friend parts from your neck and chest, only to start thrusting her hips into—
Your hips jerk away from Yuyuko, but she denies you freedom by wrapping her arms around your leg. Not that you wanted to escape. Why would you, when your partner is doing all she can to make you orgasm again? When every push of her hips sends a wave of pleasure up and down your entire body? Like dropping a rock into water, the pleasure sends ripples throughout your body.
“Does it feel better?” You feel Yuyuko grin against you.
You let out a stuttered breath as you orgasm for a second time. Yuyuko slows her pace, yet continues to roll her hips up and down against your own. Your breath out in long, frequent gusts, as though cooling a fire.
Which isn't too far from the truth, figuratively speaking. And that, too, is fine.
As your second orgasm begins to die, Yuyuko's expression remains a smile somewhat hidden in your leg. Her lips are dull on your skin. More effective than that small touch is your friend's return to grinding herself against your lower body. Your fluids begin to drizzle out, yet Yuyuko forces the pleasure from inside your body by pushing harder into you. The ghost pushes the ball of warmth from below your loins and toward where your bodies are joined.
It's working. For if the sensation from before was a rock dropping into water, it is now as though Yuyuko were willing the ripples to form as she pleases. Tidal waves, to be exact as can be. It may not be healthy that every nerve in your body is screaming to stop. But the body is simply a vessel. And right now, that vessel needs to be filled with this pleasure.
You only decipher Yuyuko's words when she speaks into your skin.
“Does it feel better now?”
You sacrifice the opportunity to speak to grow the ball of pleasure in your body. Experiencing the satisfaction thus far is a greater victory than a response to your friend's teasing. Even if your back aches from being pushed against the ground again and again, and Yuyuko places her leg on your stomach and starts brushing against you from side to side now and oh—
You come, screaming. Your free leg straightens, your back stretches and rises, your arms bend as your fingers attempt to grab at the hard, flat ground. Your head grinds against the floor, and your other foot clenches due to Yuyuko's grasp on its leg. Your friend stops moving and keeps herself in contact with you, which is more than enough for your sensitive womanhood. Your shoulders jerk as a small gasp twitches through your lungs.
It is one thing to attempt to pleasure oneself. It is entirely another to experience someone else's body against your own. After all, it is Yuyuko who fuels this pleasure coursing through your veins. And if she can double that pleasure? You shudder as the orgasm begins to subside.
Your body begins to unwind from the moment, relaxing back onto the floor. When you do, you hold your breath as Yuyuko shifts her body against yours. Slow and delicate. A way to intensify the dying waves.
Yuyuko knows the body well.
When you relax, Yuyuko lies down on top of you and plants a kiss on your cheek.
“Did you like the reward?”
You clear your throat. But the ghost speaks first again.
“I'm glad. Now then.”
You nod to Yuyuko. You did a good job avoiding the thought to experience the full amount of pleasure, but it still needed to be addressed.
Whether it is you or Yuyuko who did so, both of you extend a hand toward the door and pull. The door slides open.
In the passageway, you and your friend grin at the servant. Although since she isn't yours, Yuyuko speaks instead.
“It's not nice to pee~p, Youmu.”
“I...I just. I didn't....”
Knowing that no possible explanation could excuse her deviancy, Youmu prostrates herself.
But you know full well what this entails.
“Forgive me for the intrusion.” Yuyuko sits up as you both reassemble your clothes. “But perhaps you'd like to help decide her fate?”
If this had been Ran, she would not have gotten off clean. Of that you know. But for your dear friend's servant, perhaps she deserves mercy. After all, not many could stomach the games you and Yuyuko play. Not that that thought matters in this situation.
 Invite (Force) Youmu to play together.
 Have Yuyuko and Youmu face off.
 Pardon her. But, she needs to do something for the rest of the day.