Amethyst

yeah, it's moderately slow paced yuri, sorry if you guys want more raepin' and cocks.

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It didn’t actually strike anyone as particularly odd that both Kyou and Kotomi happened to wear new necklaces. Perhaps a bit odd that they both wore the same one on the same day, but if anyone had had thoughts as to what happened they didn’t have the right ones. If any of them had had the right ones even, they never expressed it.

Life resumed its normal pace, as was typical of life. Kyou made it a point to not tell anybody what had happened, as it wasn’t anybody else’s business. Kotomi most likely would have told somebody if they had asked, but nobody asked her aside from an isolated incident the next day.

Nagisa was unsurprisingly still out of school the day after Kyou and Kotomi’s incident. Every other member of the drama club had returned to school. Nobody asked where Tomoya or Sunohara had been, it was just something natural. Looking at that, the only topics of conversation that they could pursue were either Ryou’s day or Kyou and Kotomi’s day.

Ryou’s day was not the most interesting conversation point, as it didn’t directly affect any of the other members of the club. It was pretty standard stuff that she had gone through anyway, nothing to write home about.

And so the topic eventually drifted to something a bit more important to the drama club members. Namely, the state of the clubroom. Kotomi and Kyou hadn’t exactly been in the mood to clean up all that thoroughly. They had stacked some of the boxes that they had knocked down, but they both had agreed that it wasn’t enough to be concerned with at the time.

Evidently it was a bit messier than they had thought; some of the boxes they had knocked over had caused a chain reaction in the back of the room, destabilizing some of the larger stacks.

“What were the two of you doing in here anyway? This isn’t exactly what I would call ‘cleaning up the clubroom’,” Tomoya had remarked, looking around.

“Did you get in a fight?” Sunohara asked teasingly, probably picturing it in his mind.

Kotomi shook her head while Kyou said plainly, as if she had been preparing it. “No, we were just looking around and knocked a few of the boxes down without noticing.”

Kotomi gave a small confused look to Kyou, but was intercepted before she could say anything. “Is that where you found those necklaces?” Ryou asked.

Kotomi smiled warmly while Kyou unconsciously fiddled with her necklace. “Yeah… We found them,” Kyou answered vaguely.

“Ah, Kyou-chan gave me mine and I gave her hers…” Kotomi added happily. “And then…”

“Ah, Kotomi stop,” Kyou cut in swiftly. She blushed slightly. “Don’t tell them that,” She hissed.

The others were slightly confused. “Onee-chan?” Ryou asked.

“N-nothing!” Kyou said quickly “I just uh… Kinda fell…” She made up a story on the spot.

Tomoya and Sunohara laughed a bit. Kotomi gave another confused look to Kyou, who quickly gave her a gesture to be quiet.

And so, aside from that incident, the two were pretty much kept perfectly under wraps. Kyou liked it that way, as she wasn’t exactly sure how serious she felt about things with Kotomi. She knew she had done it on impulse, so it couldn’t have been that serious, but she certainly didn’t regret it or have a problem with it.

Kotomi felt very happy about the whole situation. Though nobody else really noticed, whenever she spaced out, she would occasionally fiddle with her necklace and think back to what had happened. She felt closer to her friend than she had ever been before, and very much appreciated it.

The only problem that seemed to arise was Kyou and Kotomi’s inability to be alone together. Being that Kyou and Ryou were a perfect foil to each other and lived together, it was nearly impossible to have a decent amount of time without Ryou around as well. This somewhat distressed both of them. Kyou was a bit more urgent though, wanting to confirm her own intentions quickly. She hoped for an opportunity soon to get to confirm what she wanted to do.

They almost missed the opportunity when it presented itself, but Kyou’s quick thinking, or perhaps her impulsiveness saved them.

It was one week after the first incident when Kyou and Kotomi had the chance to do something again. Kotomi had been taking regular classes ever since Tomoya got her out of the library; however that didn’t mean that her special treatment had stopped. Because she was allowed to, she stood up in the middle of class that day and walked to the restroom. It wasn’t a pressing need, she just felt that she wanted to go.

Upon reaching the restroom, Kotomi was surprised by the door opening for her. Out walked Kyou, humming slightly to herself.

“Ah! Kyou-chan!” Kotomi exclaimed happily.

Kyou paused in the doorway for a moment. She didn’t greet Kotomi back. There was a thoughtful look on her face, as if she was making a quick decision. It was another impulse, though it seemed this time she had at least thought for a small moment before doing something.

Kyou grabbed Kotomi’s wrist and pulled her inside the bathroom, shutting the door with her foot as an afterthought. Before Kotomi had time to react, she already had Kyou’s mouth on hers.

The short thought that had passed through Kyou’s head was her remembering if there was anybody else inside the bathroom that she had been coming out of. She hadn’t thought about anything else, like how the bathroom wasn’t exactly her ideal place for doing something like what she was doing, or that Kotomi might have been going to the bathroom for a reason. Those things weren’t particularly important to her, as she now had her chance.

Kotomi registered that Kyou was kissing her after a split second, and moved to return the favor without a second thought. She closed her eyes and sighed a happy inward sigh. She hadn’t been expecting it, but was very happy that it was happening. She felt Kyou’s tongue in her mouth, Kyou’s hands sliding all over her body, and herself melting down against the wall that was doing a great job of supporting her.

Kyou was moving a bit quickly, as she had no idea if anybody would be coming into the bathroom any time soon. She considered for a moment dragging Kotomi over to a stall to get a bit more cover, but the thought died out as she felt Kotomi’s tongue mix with her own.

It seemed to be in Kyou’s nature to move on as soon as Kotomi found herself comfortable in what was going on. That didn’t make the two of them a bad couple; it merely made Kyou obviously in charge. Kotomi didn’t have any interest in protesting to that, as she found the feeling of Kyou’s hand inside her panties yet again. She felt one hand softly wriggling inside her body and another not so softly cupping her behind.

Kotomi moaned. Loudly. She couldn’t help it. “K-kyou!” she said, surprising both of them with how lustful her voice sounded.

Kyou smirked. She felt a certain power in having Kotomi wrapped around her finger like this. “Yes?” She asked softly.

Kotomi could only respond with a few girlish pleasure noises, coupled with another softer moan. She couldn’t find the words to tell Kyou to do whatever it was she wanted. Partially because she wasn’t completely sure what she wanted Kyou to do to her.

Kyou smiled even wider. She moved her hands slightly so that she could grab Kotomi’s panties. She dropped down suddenly, yanking Kotomi’s underwear along with her. With her panties around her knees, Kotomi yelped in surprise and her knees bent together as if to protect her from further undressing.

This wasn’t a particularly useful gesture though, as Kyou already had Kotomi as undressed as she wanted her to be. Flipping the front of Kotomi’s skirt up, Kyou moved her head forward. She suddenly found herself face to face with something she had only just recently accepted that she would ever be that close to.

For the first time since grabbing Kotomi outside the bathroom, Kyou hesitated. She was going on instinct, but wasn’t sure exactly how to proceed. She got in close and sniffed lightly. Sweet. Not bad or anything. She moved closer and gave a tentative lick.

She was rewarded with a sudden jerk of Kotomi’s body and a small scream. It hadn’t tasted bad either. Not exactly the taste she had expected, but it was something she could get used to. Yes, she could make do with this.

Her small twinge of anxiety gone, Kyou pushed her nose forward, rubbing it along the top of Kotomi’s sensitive area. She gave a few more licks as well, only to feel Kotomi suddenly grab the back of her head.

Kotomi was capable of thinking at least a bit still, as she kept one hand free to cover her mouth, which thereby covered her screams up. With her other hand however, she pushed Kyou’s head harder into her crotch.

Kyou responded by pushing her tongue inside Kotomi as deep as it would allow her to. She encountered an even stronger taste as she ate up Kotomi’s juices. She found herself enjoying the taste more and more as time went on. Trying to make Kotomi feel even better, she also wrapped her arms around Kotomi’s legs and began once again cupping and feeling her ass.

Kotomi was sure she wouldn’t be able to take much more; she bit her hand hard in an attempt to stop herself from getting to loud. As pleasure flowed through her body, she felt like her knees were having difficulty supporting her. She attempted to steady herself using Kyou’s head, only pushing Kyou harder into her sensitive folds.

Kyou was enjoying herself greatly. It was practically bliss for her to have such control over Kotomi’s pleasure. She brought one hand back around Kotomi’s legs and began fingering her lightly to couple her tongue assault.

Suddenly Kotomi’s hand didn’t seem to be sufficient in keeping her quiet. Her hand jerked involuntarily out of her mouth and she screamed loudly. Kyou felt a tightening sensation around her tongue as juices gushed out into her mouth and onto her chin.

Kyou smiled and drank what had landed in her mouth. She licked around Kotomi’s vagina a bit more to clean her off, then settled backward, landing with her butt on the floor and sighing happily to herself.

Kotomi’s knees finally gave out, and she fell down, landing awkwardly. She laid there, spent and panting as Kyou leaned forward and playfully stroked her cheek. “Fun?” she asked.

“K-kyou…” Kotomi breathed out softly, she either sounded very tired or more spaced out than usual. Most likely both.

“Well, I hate to break the mood, but we should probably get up,” Kyou continued on a bit reluctantly. “I wasn’t thinking about if somebody would come in, but I guess somebody still could.”

Kotomi nodded and gave off that same soft, dreamy smile that Kyou had recently become accustomed to seeing. She sat up on her knees with a surprising amount of grace considering the disheveled state she was in. Kyou stood up a bit awkwardly and tried to think of something to say as Kotomi slipped her panties back up her legs. Partly because of the situation and partly because of how she knew conversations with Kotomi were, she couldn’t think of anything useful to say.

As Kotomi stood up she seemed unfazed by the silence, and felt none of the awkwardness that Kyou was feeling. She instead hugged Kyou quickly and sighed happily. “Thank you so much Kyou-chan…” she said softly into Kyou’s ear.

Kyou blushed quickly. “Uh… anytime Kotomi.” She responded, slowly moving her hands to hug Kotomi back.

“Hm? Anytime?” Kotomi sounded a bit puzzled.

“Ah well, anytime we can be alone together anyway,” Kyou laughed nervously. “Like… How about this weekend?” she asked, breaking the hug. She was met only with a question mark above Kotomi’s head. “Well you live alone after all,” She continued. “I know Ryou recently met some guy named Kappei or something so she won’t want to come, but if I came to your house for the weekend we could be alone for hours and hours.”

Kotomi seemed to space out slightly again, only this time blushing a bit as she found herself thinking some less than pure thoughts. She smiled and nodded quickly.

“It’s a date then,” Kyou laughed slightly. “Look forward to it.”

And with a quick kiss and a wave, Kyou left the bathroom happily, humming to herself again.

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What a surprise, I wrote more ignoring feedback or lack of it. I even have ideas for more chapters, it just may take a while to write them, because I'm slow. Oh well.