"Akiichaaan~!"
        "Hey Misha! I see your hair is still as girly as your personality."
        "And I see you're as androgynous as your suit!"
        "...Well played. Come on, let's hit the bars before they get too crowded." Akira says, grabbing my wrist and pulling me out into the cool night.
        I'm twenty years old today, and Akira invited me to go bar hopping with her until God knows when. Instead of that suit she normally wears she's got some rock band t-shirt on and some blue jeans, whereas I have a night blue mini-skirt and a short sleeved button up with the first few buttons undone. We enter the first bar we see, full of laughter and some smooth jazz music. Akira hops to the first bar stool she sees, and I follow.
        "What can I get you ladies tonight?" The barkeep says, occasionally waving to people entering the bar.
        "I'll have a beer, and get her a scotch." Akira says, not letting me order for myself.
        "Right away." He responds, walking away.
        "What's a scotch, Akiichan?"
        "Something that's going to kick you in the head."
        After the bar keep comes back comes back, he hands us our drinks and walks off to converse with the other customers.
        Akira spares no chance for her beer to get to warm temperature as she starts to knock it back. I look at my drink curiously, it smells odd. As I look at Akira who's half done with her drink, I snatch mine up from the counter and knock it back completely.
        "Oh ick!" I say, sticking my tongue out at the flavor. I also hear Akira laughing at me.
        "Oh trust me, it'll get better. Just keep at it. Hey barkeep, two more scotches for my friend here!"
 
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        Hours pass and both Akira and I are fairly drunk, no surprise there.
        "Alright Mi*hic*sha, less callit a night."
        "Okay Akii*hic*chaan, I'll call a cab."
        Within minutes, the cab arrives and we stumble towards it. After drunkenly climbing in the back, I give the driver instructions to my apartment. I'll just have Akira spend the night there for the night and drive her in the morning. I pay off the driver, and assist her into the house. After helping each other get our shoes off, I walk her to the couch and she plops down face first. I giggle at the sight of a wasted Akira, and stride off to my bedroom.
        Copying Akira, I get to the foot of my bed and plop down face first and crawl towards my pillow and rest my head. I slowly doze off recalling the nights events, until my reveling is interrupted by the sound of light footsteps.
        "Akiichan? What are you doing?"
        "I was lonely, so I wanted to come in heere." Slurring her speech a bit before climbing next to me in the large bed and cuddling into me. I welcome the gesture until suddenly, a pair of icy hands find there way to my breast.
        "A-Akiichan?" I call out quietly, but all I get in response is a giggle.
        Suddenly my shirt is being sloppily undone and removed, and Akira's hands are finding there way under my bra. She presses herself closer to me, impishly playing with my breasts and giggling at the little whimpers I let out. As sudden as it started, Akira pulls her hands out, but it's obvious she's not finished. Suddenly, I feel her hands wandering my back until they find my bra strap. With a click, she slides it off of my chest.
        Expecting a repeat of a few moments ago, I bite my lip in anticipation. Instead, I hear a rustling of cloth followed by another click. I turn to see Akira looking at me with lustful eyes, her torso completely bare. Suddenly, I'm pulled towards her, and our breasts and noses meet. We gaze into each others eyes, both longingly.
        "Misha.. I never worked up the guts to say this.. But I love you.." What
        "W-what about your boyfriend..?" I say, unable to think of anything else.
        "He left me last week.." She says shaking her head.
        Suddenly, I move my head into Akira's, our lips meeting. She gasps, but only for a moment before leaning into it.
        "Silly Akiichan, I've always had a crush on you, you were just too busy keeping Shiichan and Lilly from killing each other to see."
        Instead of continuing to talk, she moves in for another kiss. This time, our tongues entangle each other and we wrap our legs around one another. I feel Akira's hands sliding down my back and her hands tugging at the waistline of my skirt. Giggling, I wriggle out of it and do the same with her jeans. Dizzily, we kiss and rub our hands on each other's bodies. After a few minutes, Akira breaks off and begins working her way down the bed. After a few moments, I feel her soft lips gently pecking up and down my inner thigh. Almost reflexively, I giggle at the light tickle her soft lips give me, but that is soon hushed out by light whimpers and moans as she kisses the outside of my panties. It doesn't take her long for her to move my panties aside to let her tongue do the talking. She lightly moves it around my already wet slit, and around my button.
        Lovingly, she leaves nothing to the imagination, licking up and down my slit in between her plunging  her writhing tongue inside me. I become overpowered by ecstasy and wrap my legs around her head and clutching the bedspread, my loud moaning echoing off the walls of the room.
        "Ahh... Akiichaaan.. I'm going to come!"
        As if it were a signal for her to pick the pace up, she does so by wrapping her arms around my thighs and burying her face in between them. Within a minute, I find myself clutching the sheets as hard as possible and yell out at the top of my lungs, and as quickly as it happened, I am laid out panting on the bed. Before long, Akira rises from between my legs with a devilish smile on her face while licking her lips.
        "Mm, Misha you taste so sweet, just as I always imagined." I can't help but blush and giggle.
        "Come lay down and close your eyes, now its your turn my love."
        Giggling she lays back and spreads her thin legs and closes her eyes. I reach into my bedside table and take out one of the toys I bought when I had Emi spend the night two months ago. I lightly suck on the tip to get it nice and lubricated before crawling between Akira's legs and sliding her unsurprisingly wet panties off.
        "So what's my surprise, Misha?"
        "This."
        I quickly slide the toy inside her, making her gasp loudly. I let her adjust to it before pumping it in and out, slowly at first but quickly gaining speed. I can only hear two noises in the desolate apartment:  the loud moanings of my beautiful partner, and the slicking noise the toy is making in conjunction with her soaked nethers. Seizing the opportunity, I attack her clitoris with my tongue, sucking and biting on it as I pump the toy in and out of her. Suddenly her hands are at the back of my head, and my hair is caught in her palms.
        "Mmmisha!"
        Reiterating what she did to me, I pump the toy as fast as my arm can move. Within seconds, my ears are met with a loud scream and my hair is almost ripped from my scalp. After it's over, her legs and arms fall limp and I gently remove the toy and crawl up to greet her.
        "Ha... Ha... That was an amazing surprise."
        "I thought you'd like that."
        We wrap our arms around each other and kiss for a few minutes before wrapping up with a blanket and cuddling together, and dozing off for the night.
 
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        I take the glass container filled with water and fill the coffee machine before setting it on the burner. Moving over to the stove I tend to the eggs and toss a few spices onto them. As soon as the coffee begins to pour I hear footsteps behind me, followed by an exasperated yawn.
        "Well well, look who's awake."
        "Mm, you wore me out pretty good last night." She's got one of my large night shirts on. I can't help but think how girly she looks.
        Suddenly, I am welcomed by a pair of arms wrapped around my waist and a nuzzle into my shoulder, followed by a kiss on the cheek before the embrace ends. She makes her way over to the coffee pot and pours herself a cup.
        "Hey Misha?"
        "Hm?"
        "How about we go on a more formal date next time?"