"Sweet Supper f/f"
By robblu (https://pastebin.com/u/robblu)

URL: https://pastebin.com/y30L6NF1
Created on: Monday 19th of October 2015 01:26:52 AM CDT
Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 03:43:22 AM UTC


 

Disclaimer: both of these characters have come from my imagination and do not belong to anyone except myself, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t take them. =)
But to clarify a few things:
Nikusumi: Age 16, long light blue hair (about knee-length), violet eyes, slender and delicate and pale. Smart-type.
Mamoru: Age 17, short brown hair (boyish cut with slight more length in the front), blue eyes, slender and in-shape with a soft tan. Sporty-type.
Note: Contains Yuri lemon so um, yeah, turn back now if you’re shy or disturbed by this sort of thing.

“Oh…Mamoru… Don’t stop…..” the sensation tingled through her body, the friction between the bodies was more than she could bare, she knew she was going to climax… and fast. Bzz! Bzz! Bzz! Bzz! 7am, time for school and another wonderful dream destroyed. Rubbing the sleepiness from her eyes , the young blue haired Nikusumi groaned in protest to the inevitable morning she had to undergo. As she pulled her uniform shirt on over her head, she blushed lightly as her mind played the dream over and over again in her mind. Why was she thinking of her best friend like this? And so often. It had been nearly every night that week she had dreamt of losing her innocence to the sporty Mamoru in so many different ways. Clipping her skirt closed her fingertips ran over her thigh and sighed. Her hands were so soft and delicate compared to the rough and tough grasp of her dream partner.
Getting her breakfast ready was a lonely task, Nikusumi’s step father was out on a business trip, older brother in prison and mother long since passed away. Taking her sweet time the poor girl never noticed it was high time to leave until the doorbell rang. Jumping from the surprise she looked to the clock and her heart nearly skipped a beat. Through all the years she’s been in school, she stayed home sick three times and was never late. But what was the real surprise was who was waiting at the door for her. Mamoru. The entity haunting her every waking moment. 
“Wow… You’re still here? You’re gonna be late.” She said cheerfully and grabbed her best friend’s book bag and lunch, “C’mon, you gotta high tail it if you wanna make it.” Although Nikusumi was slipping on her shoes as she spoke, she still wasn’t fast enough before Mamoru took off running with both their things. Quickly locking up she tried to catch up but was never able to and was stuck nearly ten feet behind the athlete. 

Finally at their classroom the blue haired scholar was still panting for breath, her lungs on fire and sides in terrible cramps but the older girl was whistling and doing a few stretches without the slightest look of discomfort. “Man Ni-kun, you’re out of shape.”
“Well… Sorry if… I’m not used to running… First thing in the morning.” She panted as she sat back in her chair. With class mere seconds away from starting, Mamoru took her leave for her next class.

Throughout the next courses Mamoru was no longer paying attention as she solemnly did. Her mind wandered to the younger female she loved for so long. They had met the moment Nikusumi started school and ever since she wasn’t able to stop thinking about her. She was the reason she was as boyish as she was, somewhere in the back of her mind, she hoped the more she was male in personality and interests, the more the freshman might take a loving interest in her. But it had been nine years already and nothing seemed to be changing about the way she acted towards her and she was beginning to think it was all in vain. But she knew, no matter how hard she tried, she would never stop loving the younger girl. While her thoughts remained trailing away from reality, Mamoru’s eyes became heavy and before she knew it she was dozing off. 

On the way home from a long day of learning Mamoru continuously grumbled as she stared at the detention slip she got for sleeping in class. “Thanks for waiting… Though, you didn’t have to you know.”
“I know but I also know you don’t like walking home alone.” She answered with a gentle and adorable little smile. “Hey! Daddy’s still out of town… You wanna come sleep over? I can help you out with that math homework too.” Smiling once she saw the older girl’s smile return with a glow she grew so familiar with they turned around and started heading back to her home. “You can borrow some of my jammies too.” 
“Aw thanks. But you know…” 
“Oh yeah! I forgot you like the ‘au naturel’ thing.” She said with a little giggle and blush as she tried not to think of her naked body. 
Once at the house they kicked off their shoes and took in a deep breath of freedom from school. “I’ll get something cooked up and you can get the books set up in the living room, k?” Niku asked as she hung up her coat. Nodding happily she sis as she was requested, knowing she sucked at cooking and would only get in her way if she tried. 
The living room was large and spacious with a soft and plush carpet and a low coffee table that made it a wonderful place to study. The couch was in an ‘L’ shape and faced a flat screen TV that hung over a not-so-often seen fireplace. 

Once everything was set up in the living room the sporty girl wandered over to the kitchen to see how the progress on supper was going. She smiled and came up behind her and gave her a hug. “Need any help?” she asked as she rested her chin on her shoulder. 
“I think I got it.” She said with a giggle as she touched her cheek to hers. “Everything set up in the living room?”
“Yup. Mmm, smells yummy, watcha makin’?” She asked as she looked to the oven. 
“Bar-B-Q chicken and taters.” She said with a giggle, “As well as some green beans. It’ll all be ready in about an hour.”
“Sounds good.” She purred . Oh the things she could do in an hour to the unsuspecting younger teen.
She let her go long enough to throw the chicken in the pre-heated oven and smiled, it’ll be a while before she can do anything further with supper… Now was probably the only chance she got. Cleaning up the mess from the chicken and after washing her hands she threw some fresh green beans into the sink when the familiar pair of arms wrapped around her waist again. “You’re cuddly today.” She said with a smile. The feeling of her embrace was warm and inviting and all the more comforting. But then a certain touch snapped her into reality. The soft touch of the other girl’s fingers ran up her leg and under the apron and soon, her skirt. Her breathing became short and jagged as she leaned on the counter for support as two of the fingers snuck into her underwear and was pulled closer to the other body behind her with the opposing arm. ‘Do you want me to stop?” She whispered when she felt Niku’s hand touch her own but was relieved when she felt the slow shake of her head. 
“But.., Mmm… why?” she asked as she blushed a deep red. 
Now. Now was the moment of truth. She had to tell her, after all, there was no lying her way out of this without seeming like a total jerk. “Because… I love you… I have for a long time….”
She smiled and moaned softly as she felt the fingers work around her soft pink flesh, growing wetter and wetter with every movement. But now that she heard the words she knew what was bothering her. She had loved her too. She just couldn’t bring herself to admit it… Afraid of rejection. “I… love you..”
After a short pause the older girl used her free hand to turn her cheek to lull her into a deep kiss. A shiver ran down her body, she knew Niku’s lips were soft, but never did she think they’d feel as miraculous as they did against her own. 
With a small adjustment of the wrist and a quick break in the kiss the blue haired girl was facing her and the kiss only became more passionate. Their tongues wrestled together for dominance as the little cook’s underwear was slipped down to her ankles. The two fingers working her soft spot so gently it was a torturing pleasure. 
“Mm… Ni-kun, you’re so wet.” She purred as she began kissing the nape of her neck. 
“Shh..” she pouted as she leaned her head back to the tender caresses. 
“But why?”
“It’s embarrassing.” She said with a blush, opening her legs a little more so Mamoru could access a little more then a gentle moan escaped her throat. 
With a smile she undid the apron and removed her sweater. She couldn’t help but giggle lightly when she saw the strawberry print on her bra. Everything about her was so innocent and sweet. As far as she knew she hadn’t even kissed anyone. She broke away for a moment and looked into the darkened, lustful eyes of her Ni-kun. “How far do you want to take this?” she asked and smiled yet again when she was kissed, “As far as you want to Momo-chan.”
With a nod she began to take off her own clothes with Niku’s little hands soon helping. Soon, they were looking at each other only inches apart, naked and warm. With a quick and fluid move, Mamoru and scooped up the light-weight Nikusumi and sat her on the counter, standing with her legs on either side of her the younger one blushed a bright red, “Please…”
“Be gentle… I know, I don’t want to hurt you.” she said with a small smirk as she began to kiss the crests on her chest and slowly eased a single finger inside the warm virgin’s entrance. She gasped and tossed her head back, running her fingers through the soft tuft of brown hair. The caresses trailed lower once her nipples became hard and goose bumps flooded over her pale skin. In mere moments that felt like hours, her wet tongue was making delicate passes over the soft pink folds of flesh, making Nikusumi squirm so slightly as her finger was soon joined by another to start working the tender walls of her entrance. Immediately she began to tighten around her fingers as they reached deeper inside her and her moans grew louder. “Mmm… Ni-kun….you’re so tight…” she purred as she continued to lick that tender area. For so long she wanted to this, but now that she had the chance, she wished the moment wouldn’t end. For a quick second she looked into the eyes of the innocent and smirked. Her cheeks never stopped blushing and her eyes sparkled from the lust. 
With every stroke of the tongue the younger girl couldn’t refrain from moaning a little louder, with every stroke she felt her head becoming lighter and felt herself grow dizzy as she felt herself coming though it felt like it would take an eternity. 
As she fidgeted with the inevitability of her climax the older teen fixed her lips to her love’s clit and gently suckled, causing her to curl and grip into her hair. Luckily she had a terrible grip so there was no harm but only made her want her more. Cupping her ass she pulled her closer, nearly off the counter completely and forced her legs onto her shoulders, gaining better access and worked her fingers inside her as hard as she could without hurting her koi. 
With only a few more moves Niku let out a small cry and began trembling furiously. “Oh… Momo-chan… Please… I can’t take anymore!” After a quick breath she pulled away from her and lowered her legs back onto the counter but gasped when she took a look at her hand and blushed. Amongst little Niku’s juices she caught a quick glimpse of blood. 
“Oh god, I’m so sorry! I never meant…” But before she could finish her sentence was cut but a soft kiss and a warm hug. 
“It’s ok Momo… If anyone was going to… I’m glad you did…” She said with a reassuring smile and followed up with another gentle kiss. 
She smiled as she kissed her back and pulled her off the counter, sitting down on the floor with her on her lap, “Then stay with me…”
She blushed, never did she think this would happen, was Mamoru proposing? “You heard me… I’ve loved you for twelve years…”
“Of course I will… I’ve loved you for so long too… I just never knew…”
But the moment was broken when they heard a voice at the walkway of the kitchen. Niku knew who it was right away, Mamoru needed a minute to figure it out. They held each other tightly as they turned to the person.
“Onii-chan… Howd you get out so soon?”