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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      Mahou_Shoujo_Madoka_Magika_|_Puella_Magi_Madoka_Magica
  Relationship:
      Kaname_Madoka/Tomoe_Mami
  Character:
      Kaname_Madoka, Tomoe_Mami
  Additional Tags:
      Romance, Fluff_and_Smut, Foreplay, Teasing, commission
  Series:
      Part 1 of Commissions
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-06-21 Words: 1039
****** Perks and Detriments ******
by CelticPhoenixProductions
Summary
     Talking about her parents depressed Mami to no end. Madoka took it
     upon herself to make sure Mami didn't stay that way. [Commissioned
     Fic] [Explicit Content]
Notes
     We interrupt your regular reading schedule to bring you... well...
     something a little different...
     This is my first commission, and as I warned in the description, it's
     smut. I have no aversion to smut, but I normally don't go about
     posting it, and when I write it I generally task myself to give at
     least a little meaning to it. I'm only a little hesitant because this
     will be my first time actually ever posting anything involving 100%
     smut for the public to see. I'm generally of the opinion is that
     whatever I enjoy remains behind closed doors to only be discussed
     with very open-minded friends.
     That said, when I get a commission, I want to post it so that people
     can see the quality I provide with my written work. And since I have
     criteria for smut in my commission guidelines, that means I run the
     risk of posting smut to my page.
     There's more to be said, but for now, I'll let you all enjoy instead
     of wasting your time with my lunatic rantings.
See the end of the work for more notes
                             Perks and Detriments
                             [Commissioned Piece]
Being a magical girl had a fair share of perks and detriments. Poor hours but
great healthcare, no pay but definitely some of the best job satisfaction on
the planet, and the most critical trade off being the quantity of people who
understand you versus the quality of the people who did. Madoka, to Mami, was
someone special, someone who really believed in their goals together. In their
brief time together as magical girls the two had shared a unique, compassionate
bond, one that deepened far beyond even the physical. Which is why, when Mami
finally decided to open up to Madoka about the car accident and her decision to
become a magical girl, the pinkette was relieved.
That said, what did make her chest knot was the grimace capturing the blonde's
face throughout the duration of her speech. To Madoka, that just wouldn't do.
Mami had made it maybe about ten minutes into her story, tears threatening to
spill over, when Madoka decided to move. The pinkette slide around the side of
the blonde's table, cold tea discarded to the wind as she reached up and cupped
the older girl's face, delivering a gentle, chaste kiss to Mami's lips.
The cook sunk into the kiss, eyes closing as she allowed herself to be pulled
close. For once, it seemed Madoka was more willing to take the lead, a role
that Mami had seemed to favor from the beginning of their tenure together.
The pinkette pulled back ever so slightly before diving back in, deepinging the
kiss to something more primal, more aggressive as she gently pushed the veteran
back onto the couch, fingers rubbing at Mami's shoulders. Mami moaned into
Madoka's mouth in response, spurring the perky girl onward.
Perky was a good way to describe herself, Madoka mused, feeling the rub of
fabric against her chest. She wondered, briefly, if Mami was the same. A hand
reached to Mami's generous bust and thumbed the sweater, finding a noticeable
bump along the pliant fabric. No bra, no boundaries.
The novice mused about teasing that fact, but the sharp inhale that came from
her partner spurred her instead to tease the nipples instead, fingers
fluttering over the parallel spots and pushing ever so gently before giving
them a gentle pinch. Mami stiffened, a choked gasp coming from her throat as
the two broke their kiss.
Madoka pulled back and slid her hands up the girl's shirt, cupping bare breasts
in her palms and sending a wave of fire down her partner's spine. Her hands
trailed downwards after that, invading the blonde's skirt and teasing at a
bundle of soft, damp cloth that had bunched between a very noticeable slit
between her thighs.
"M-M-Madoka-a-a~!" Mami gasped, swallowing. It had been a while since they'd
done anything like this; she was dripping… they both were.
Madoka swapped entry points, coming up under the hem of the skirt and pulling
the panties away, lowering herself so that her face was at the entrance of a
myriad of goodies. Smelling the musk wafting out of her lover's patch, she dove
in, burying her face in the sweet, sweet fluids of the young chef.
Mami's fingers curled into Madoka's hair, a low moan bouncing from her throat
as a finely tuned and practiced tongue swiped away at her center, casual probes
to her lower nub making electricity fire out of every socket of her being. The
rough pulls on the bunched pink pigtails only spurred Madoka onward, giving the
edge of each fold careful, detailed attention.
"M-M-Madoka! Madoka-a! St-st-stop!" Mami stuttered, tugging the girl out from
under her skirt.
The pinkette leaned back and stared back at Mami with those deep, doey eyes as
crystalline liquids dribbled from her lips and chin.
The blonde felt the blood pressure of her face alone skyrocket. She reflexively
covered her nose to prevent any from escaping.
"What is it, Mami?" Madoka asked, playfully licking her lips to further tease
the senior magical girl.
"Y-you too, Madoka… I w-want you to feel good too…" Mami coughed, struggling
the words out.
Madoka smiled in return standing and presenting her buttoned jeans, "Then
you'll have to take these off yourself."
Mami paused for a moment before finally fumbling up desperately for the girl's
waistband. Her fingers pulled at the button, downed the zipper, and within the
span of a few seconds her face was between Madoka's legs, pushing through the
fabric of Madoka's panties and lapping at the juices of her fuchsia lover.
Almost immediately the younger girl's legs began to buckle, prompting her to
lean forward onto the back of the couch for balance, her knees supported by the
lower cushions.
"Mami, oh, Mami~!" the girl crowed, throwing her head back. Her hips grinded
into the older student, eyes lolling back as a deft tongue pulled aside her
panties and dug at her lower trenches.
But the position wasn't sustainable and Madoka felt her legs weaken even more,
threatening to send them both spilling to the side.
The pinkette grabbed the sides of her lover's head and motioned for her to
stop. Mami did so, though her face did not move.
Madoka smiled down, standing and pushing her pants off the rest of the way,
exposing her well trimmed slit to the world, briefly captivating the blonde.
The pinkette plopped herself onto the couch, her face in Mami's lap, looking up
at the older girl. Then, without a moment's hesitation, lifted one of her legs
and nodded, directing the blonde's eyes to the well lubricated mound.
"We end things together, as always," Madoka cheered.
For a moment Mami wanted to cry… and in the next, she'd fallen to the side
between her partner's legs.
Madoka returned her face to the folds of Mami's skirt, and the two busied
themselves with the other's plentiful nectars.
Between grinds and pressures and tongues and sweat, it was only a matter of
time before the duo let loose a chorus of names and holy proclamations.
Yes, maybe becoming magical girls made it so that fewer people could relate to
them… but they didn't need anyone else; they related well enough with each
other to pick up that slack.
End Notes
     I actually got this request JUST before posting my own Madoka and
     Mami fic, Charcoal, so I found the timing to be rather amusing. The
     commissioner had absolutely no idea that was going to happen, so that
     made this commission particularly fun to write.
     That said, I'm rather pleased with how this came out. Trying to keep
     a sense of decorum through a hot and heavy piece is a skill I haven't
     exactly honed given my preferred writing topics, so to see this come
     out as... engaging as it is while also maintaining delicate language
     rather consistently is pleasing. It has SOME rough patches, but I
     think everyone who's interested should come out of this story
     satisfied. Take that statement with all the innuendos you want.
     Remember folks, commission rules are on my page for all to see. Any
     time you want to order something, feel free to ask, so long as I have
     a slot open for it! And when I say it, yes, I really will write just
     about anything you want, so long as you're willing to ante up the
     cash! XD
     Next chapter of Charcoal will be out in the next day or so, so keep
     your eyes peeled! :D
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