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[X] “U-Um... a-are... aren’t you gonna keep going?”
The question made her heart beat louder than ever before.
“N-N-N-Not that I really, really want you to, but, um—!” Kogasa shouted. She forced out some laughter, and thus didn’t notice Reimu coming closer. The shrine maiden brought her face all the way up to Kogasa’s parted crotch, at which point she breathed in for a while, and sighed hotly, deeply, when she was completely satisfied. “Wha—!? Is that your breath!?” Kogasa put her hands above Reimu’s head, but was hesitant to push back.
This smell... thought Reimu, feeling lightheaded, I can’t get enough...
Kogasa’s not-yet clean part, obviously excited and readying itself, had a thick, alluring, aroma. Reimu breathed it again, “Hahh... Hm, fhm...”
Now she felt her heart pounding into her throat. Kogasa’s pussy was wafting with heat onto Reimu’s cheeks, and it looked so enticing... “Yeah...” said the human breathily, and Kogasa tensed from the feeling of her voice. Reimu gulped, sat up (pushing past Kogasa’s hands), and told the girl, “I’ll continue. I didn’t finish your other leg.”
“Eh...?” Kogasa voiced her confusion, still going through spasms as Reimu did as she said she would and lathered the lower left limb. When Reimu was finished, she tossed a clean rag into Kogasa’s face.
“Here,” she said, “I just realized if I scrub you I’ll take forever to get clean myself.”
Kogasa quickly cleaned her face, ears, and neck all around, hurried to grasp a bucket, filled it, cleared her face of soap, and looked at Reimu in bewilderment. Reimu, looking calm, was scrubbing her arms with a different cloth, and seemed exclusively focused on that task. She wasn’t, in fact; she was paying close attention to Kogasa, watching her indirectly and trying to settle down.
Kogasa seemed to want to talk, but instead remained looking perplexed, contorting her eyebrows while looking nowhere in particular. She slowly started to scrub herself as well, and when she was finished (and Reimu was not—she was working on her face), she looked upon Reimu with a purposeful and clearly directed stare.
The Shrine Maiden could not see this—like Kogasa before, her eyes were shut to prevent soap suds from entering—but if there was one thing she could always do it was sense when someone, particularly someone who was a youkai, was thinking of getting her. She straightened her back, knowing that Kogasa was prepared to splash her, or dump water over her head, or throw a rag into her face in retaliation. She was not, however, expecting the youkai to grab her wrist.
With her vision dark, she relied on her other senses. So presently, on her right wrist she felt an obvious, firm grasp. The cloth in her hand was pulled out of it, and she heard it fall somewhere on the floor. Unsure of what was transpiring, she lifted her free hand with hesitation, and was surprised to brush against the freshly familiar curve of Kogasa’s bust. In spite of herself, she grabbed it at once, and heard the quietly umbrella whine with a mix of aggravation, astonishment, and arousal.
Soon, she felt her hand being pushed back toward her, revealing to her that Kogasa was moving closer. The hair over her right ear was brushed aside by something soft, but prominent—the tsukumogami’s nose? She heard Kogasa’s voice directly just after, which about confirmed her suspicions.
“Miss Reimu,” Kogasa addressed her, and she kept silent. “Hmmm? You weren’t expecting this, huh? After messing around with me so much...”
What the heck is she doing!?
“I-I already know, I can scare you,” Kogasa stammered. “... Are you scared? What’ll happen, I wonder? What...”—Reimu froze; Kogasa’s fingertips were on her knees—“will...”—they progressed onto her thigh, and their destination was obvious—“happen...?”
There was no mistaking it.
Before Kogasa could do anything particularly surprising, Reimu shut her legs tight, and when she did she realized from the tug of the umbrella’s arm that that “obvious” destination had likely been a ruse.
Now, because of the timing of her shutdown, the back of Kogasa’s hand was pressed against Reimu’s lower lips.
Reimu could tell that the sensation and revelation had given Kogasa quite the jolt. The youkai seemed to quickly try to extract her hand, but... even if Reimu wanted to, she couldn’t open her legs. Factually, she could not: her thighs were inflexibly, reflexively, squeezing together, and she couldn’t stop rubbing them together either. Kogasa plainly shivered.
“I-I WAS JUST GOING TO SMACK YOU ON YOUR BELLY!” she screamed. “L-L-LET GO!!”
Reimu did not let go. In fact, without thinking, her legs closed more.
“Ah...! I-It’s twitching...!”
Reimu sighed, slowly dragged her hips forward, and shivered with pleasure. She opened her eyes just slightly—such that the cage of her lashes could prevent harmful entry—and observed.
She saw the blurry form of Kogasa struggling to free herself, and when the girl braced, let go of Reimu’s wrist to grab her own and suddenly pull, Reimu thought once more: ... Chance.
Kogasa yanked, and Reimu “fell” forward, grinding her way up Kogasa’s forearm—thrilled, flinching, and gritting her teeth as her thoughts went blank. Beneath her, she heard Kogasa panicking.
“Hawawawawa~!? Awawa, ahh... Hah! Wha—!”
She was on top of Kogasa now in a strange position. Her eyes once more closed, fallen to darkness, she wagered from feeling that she was pressed against the other girl’s torso, and that that girl was slouching, her right arm stretched forward. Against her knee, Reimu could feel a familiar, significant heat. She spoke, panting through her words, “Ah... sorry... phew, looks like I fell.”
“THERE’S NO WAY YOU FELL! M-M-Miss Reimu, my hand is on your—...! Kgh, ahhh...”
Very carefully, only occasionally, with no noticeable rhythm, Reimu pushed her hips forward, and rocked them back, shuddering from the slick sensation between her legs and not even attempting to hide the crooked, involuntary smile carving across her lips. Every time she moved herself, seeking pleasure, Kogasa gasped.
“Hey, I can’t move my left arm,” she lied (it was between the two of them, so that she could keep rotating her thumb around the areola beneath it), “and if I move my right, I’ll fall again.” She referred to her perfectly safe and stable other arm, thread under Kogasa’s left armpit to keep herself aloft. “Could you finish my face for me?” she asked, peeking through her soaped eyelids again. She saw Kogasa swallow, and nod.
Soon, the typically sullen youkai was confidently navigating Reimu’s features with a soft cloth. Reimu bent into the youkai’s hand as she moved it, and she continued to sigh and gyrate throughout the umbrella’s noises of anxiety.
When finished, Kogasa poured water over Reimu’s face, and Reimu leaned in. She opened her eyes slowly, knowing how close that face was to her bathing partner’s. Her hair fell forward, touching Kogasa’s reddened cheeks and ears. She was wearing a complex expression now. Her aggravation from Reimu’s teasing was gone, and instead she was left with a somewhat narrowed gaze, uneven and twisted brows, and an only slightly opened mouth. With a small, implicative smile, Reimu then told the girl, “Alright, shall we get in the bath next?”
= = = = =
After unwinding their small game of Twister, Reimu watched as Kogasa went into the tub up to her shoulders. Reimu rid herself of any excess soap and, when that was done, joined directly across from Kogasa. They soaked for quite a while just quietly, Reimu wearing a cattish smile and Kogasa looking contemplative. Now that such a while had passed, the former decided to rise from the water. She sat down on the bathtub’s edge, looked into Kogasa’s eyes, and opened her legs with a slow, deliberate pace, planting her arms out far apart and bringing her hips just slightly forward. Her intent was obvious. Immediately, Kogasa began worriedly glancing at the patch of dark hair a meter or so in front of her eyes.
After about a minute of this had passed, Reimu posed the question “What?” bluntly.
Kogasa answered, “Y-Your... it... is umm...”
“Ahh, this?” Reimu asked, looking down to her pubic hair. “I was getting hot, so...”
“Oh,” said Kogasa, cocking her left eyebrow and looking at a wall.
Well, that’s probably enough bullying... Reimu thought, puffing a bit of air from her nose. Really, that’s enough. If I go any further than this, it’s probably over.
Looking toward the ceiling, she sighed, closed her eyes (and her legs) and slid back into the bath, making sure to shift to her left so as to no longer be parallel with the umbrella youkai. In the swaying waters the soothing temperature, what little tension which still remained in her body ebbed entirely away. She exhaled long from her nose, until her chest depressed, and she returned to her thoughts again, thinking, I really am like a beast, though...
She opened her eyes.
I practically “ate” Kogasa. I was crazy.
She brought her head back down then, and saw Kogasa dazedly looking her way. When she noticed that Reimu’s hazel eyes were on her, she jumped a little and turned her two-color eyes away. Despite this, for some reason she looked back shortly after, smiled a bit pitifully, and then directed her gaze toward the bathroom’s window.
Haaahhhh... She’s cute.
I wonder what she thinks I was doing...
Reimu crossed her ankles and bent forward.
She said “messing around” like it was just playful, but she was definitely about to cum. I basically climaxed right on her arm, too. Thinking this, Reimu smirked with a sense of self-deprecation. I’m just ridiculous.
But... it wasn’t only that it felt good... I was really, really happy.
Thinking that, she lowered her eyelids near to closing and began directing her hand slowly toward her still-eager insides.
“Miss Reimu,” Kogasa said, and it was Reimu’s turn to jump in place, splashing the water around her as she covered her creeping hand, brought up her shoulders, and looked at Kogasa a little panicked, “what were you trying to do, earlier?”
So she doesn’t realize it... “I was just trying to cheer you up, more,” Reimu lied, and when the lie passed her lips, she felt something acrid on her tongue, and a muddled pain in her heart. “I-I didn’t want you feeling down...”
It became a stabbing pain, and she found herself looking to the water at her left with entirely knit brows.
“I don’t know if it worked...” said Kogasa, and Reimu grimaced, thinking Of course it didn’t while slouching into her now-raised knees. Slowly, she sank until the bottom half of her face was submerged in the bath. Kogasa spoke again, saying, “It, um, kinda felt like sex.”
Reimu spat, spraying water out ahead of her. Flustered, she swiveled to Kogasa, her arms lifted out of the water in reflex and at once she demanded to know, “H-HAVE YOU HAD SEX!?”
“Hwuh!? No...!” Kogasa answered, shrinking a bit.
Reimu covered her mouth, thinking that that was just a... horribly embarrassing moment. Kogasa continued with an explanation.
“I-I just know about it! And it felt good like... like I’ve read, but... Uuugh, I’m sorry! Why are we talking about this!?”
Because I basically was about to fuck you! It’s notyour fault! Reimu thought. The two of them now had their eyes shut, and were each observably ashamed. “You’re, um, not at fault?” Reimu eventually managed to say.
“Are you sure? Like, I didn’t make it weird?” Kogasa asked, obviously very earnestly.
What!? I made it weird!! “N-No! Come on, I don’t blame you for anything! What the heck are you thinking!?”
“I was just thinking, you were just trying to wash me and I was feeling weird about it...” Kogasa admitted. Reimu was glaring at her, mostly due to being baffled. The umbrella youkai was shyly holding her toes out ahead of her, and not making any sort of eye contact.
She then sat up.
She cupped, and held up both of her breasts.
“You did tease my nipples a lot, though...” said Kogasa, and Reimu went stiff, “I didn’t read about that in books, so I wasn’t sure why it was feeling good...”
Some god, any god, save me: she’s begging for one of those scenarios out of the “Adult Works” section of Suzunaan.
“Oh no, it’s definitely supposed to feel good. Here, I’ll show you again.”
“Not just there... your... ears... too... you can feel good from those...”
“How about I show you where it feels best... here...” and I’d like, lean over her and t-touch her clitoris and I’d say, “So? Did your books teach you about this?”
Reimu grabbed at both sides of her head, causing another splash and making Kogasa blink in surprise (while still holding up her breasts).
She’s not asking for it, Reimu! She’s an umbrella with a body! One she’sapparently not entirely familiar with! Hasn’t had sex... I mean, me neither—but has she even masturbated!? She doesn’tknow anything!
So, what? Do you want to start... p-pushing her down and... s-sliding your f-f-finger... slowly up and down her lips, watching her body flush as she moans, and squirms, and she starts panting, the s-sounds of her crotch getting louder and noisier until she opens up her legs and g-grinds against your hand and says. “M-Miss Reimu, I can’t...!”
Ahh noo...! I’m getting wet! I can totally tell I’m getting wet!
Reimu’s legs were squirming together, Eventually, she stopped having an episode of lust long enough to take her hands off her head (keeping them held up a bit over it, though) and address Kogasa’s concerns. “Don’t worry about it,” she forced herself to say, “I was just messing with you.”
Again, it was like there was a knife going through the left side of her chest. She winced, and groaned.
What the heck...?
“Well, uhm, I’m still sorry,” she heard Kogasa apologizing, and she turned her anguished eyes onto the other girl. “... Maybe I’m weirder than I thought, that’s all.”
... Huh? What...?
Before she knew it, she had moved over to Kogasa, and put her hand down on that sky-blue head, caressing her just once to the right in a gesture of reassurance. They locked eyes, and Reimu, blushing once more from her feelings rather than her base desires, firmly told her, “I don’t know about weird or not weird, but hey: don’t look down on yourself.” For a moment, she lost eye contact, but as she said her last words she caught it again, “You’re not bad... Actually, you’re pretty damn admirable.”
Like that, a smile found its way on Kogasa’s lips again and, a little misty-eyed, the tsukumogami glanced away, saying, “That really is nice...”
Closing her eyes, she started to lean into Reimu’s touch, and on cue the shrine maiden gently started to pet her with care. As she did, another pain began slowly boring its way through her chest. Eventually, she slowed to a stop behind the tsukumogami’s head, leaving a few of her fingertips gracing the nape.
Her fingers began to close through Kogasa’s hair and into her own palm.
... I’m gonna kiss her.
After she thought this, and determined to make this thought a vow, Kogasa opened her eyes with a kind, almost sleepy expression.
“Do you want to play with my boobs again?” she asked.
Reimu’s stare hardened.
Stopping her left hand from instinctively darting up, she paused entirely, waited a beat, and unconfidently asked, “Wh... Why?”
“Well, you looked like you really liked it, and right now you kinda look hurt,” Kogasa answered with an ordinary cadence. “If it makes you feel better, you can use my boobs!” She beamed innocently. Reimu, however, felt not at all innocent.
“Listen, you...” the shrine maiden began with anger obvious in her tone. “Okay? You shouldn’t say something like that so easily.”
“Hm? Why?” asked Kogasa, tilting her head.
“B-Because...” Reimu hesitated... If I lie again... is it gonna hurt even more? Why’s it so tough for me to lie unless I’m about to become a damned molester...?
She breathed in through her nose.
She sighed, and breathed out.
Finally, she swallowed her spit.
“... that... wasn’t... really something even girls do with each other, not unless—...” Reimu stopped, looked away, and grimaced, but soon she found her words, “... I was definitely turning you on on purpose, um... That’s all. I was doing it selfishly, and I didn’t ask, and uh... It was... almost... sex...”
After whispering the final word, she glanced at Kogasa and saw that the girl was in awe. Her jaw was slightly dropped, her eyebrows were up, and the eyes below it wide. All over her face, she’d turned bright red. Reimu dodged another bullet of love urging her to lock with the girl’s mouth and tongue.
“Wh-Why... sex... me?” Kogasa asked in broken Japanese.
“Ahaha... I’m just—I, I went and had some sake before we got in here and I’m a little drunk,” Reimu lied, breaking eye contact again. Somehow, this lie passed without harm. “I guess I was feeling um, horny?” Reimu! “Frisky!? It’s, like, it’s not, well you know—it’s just, I... yeah, hah, right?”
“Are you still horny? Do you want to have sex?” asked Kogasa with an almost distressed tone, her brow and eyes showing clear and passionate concern. Hearing this bold question, Reimu brought her hand from the back of Kogasa’s head to its top, grabbed, and pushed down.
“Stop asking stuff like that!!” she snapped. “What the hell is it going through this tool’s head!?”
Kogasa lifted that head, prompting Reimu to move her hand and meet her eyes. In a plaintive voice she explained, “Because...! I wanna be useful! I’ve read about using tools to feel better, and, umm—! If—If that’s what you want then I—”
“I don’t want to have that kind of sex with you!” Reimu shouted, truth shining through her tone. As soon as she said it, she realized the statement’s implications, and went pale. Kogasa was slower to realize, but assuredly after a few seconds of stewing over the words, her eyes widened again, she closed her mouth, and her blush reached her ears.
In a moment, she spoke.
“Th... Then... does that mean—”
“We’ve been in here way too long; let’s get out before we start feeling faint...”
Reimu hurriedly backed away from Kogasa, trying to hide her face by turning it away. She stepped out of the tub, and moved swiftly to the door.
“You saw where the towels were, right?” she said after grabbing the flush handle. “Make sure you dry yourself properly.”
With that, she left Kogasa back in the bath. The inhuman girl stared after her, watching the door slide closed, speechless. With her hands between her knees, she thought about what had just transpired, and what she might say after following the shrine maiden out.
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