More or Less

Chapter 2: 3 AM

A week later Sakura woke up in the hospital, wrapped in bandages from chest to thigh, in a room with her father and brother sitting next to her, dozing off. She looked around curiously and saw flowers everywhere, and a stack of get-well cards. Tomoyo found much the same in her room.
After another week of hospitalization, they released the two-raped girls and sent them home. Sakura went over to Tomoyo’s, promised that her mother would take her anywhere she needed to go and they would stick with Tomoyo’s bodyguards.

Tomoyo and Sakura slept together every night, terrified to be alone. They curled up in Tomoyo’s large bed and when they slept, dreams of the event entered their heads, and often they woke up crying, but were always lulled back to sleep by their best friend.
After a week Tomoyo’s dreams lessened but Sakura’s didn’t. She woke up nearly every night screaming, and Tomoyo held her until they fell asleep together, Sakura pressed against Tomoyo’s body, Tomoyo’s crush rising from the hidden depths of her brain.
Every night Sakura would hug Tomoyo tightly, pressing their bodies together, and Tomoyo would suppress her feelings to comfort her love in her time of need. But her needs were building, she didn’t know if she could take it much more, and hatched a plan to both try to heal Sakura and relieve her own body.

The next night when Sakura jolted awake Tomoyo sat her in her lap and said, “You know Sakura, it’s not all like that.” Sakura looked confused. “I mean, maybe if you had a positive relation to think about instead of those awful ones maybe you could get better?” Sakura looked doubtful, still too shaken to speak.
Tomoyo smiled softly and said, “Let me show you.” She leaned forward and gave Sakura a very light kiss on the lips, closing her eyes. Sakura stiffened, surprised, but relaxed after a moment and Tomoyo drew back. “Well?” Tomoyo asked, scanning Sakura’s eyes. “Maybe...” was the only response. Tomoyo smiled again and kissed Sakura again, a little more passionately this time, wrapping her arms around her waist.
Sakura moved her lips hesitantly over Tomoyo’s, trying to forget what had happened. She felt a shiver and leaned into Tomoyo lightly, touching her waist. Tomoyo smiled softly into the kiss and slowly drew hand up along Sakura’s body to the bottom of her breasts, but paused. When Sakura didn’t react Tomoyo removed her hand and slid it up her shirt and quickly encased her breast with her hand.
Sakura squeaked, but Tomoyo slowly massaged it and she moaned softly, leaning into Tomoyo’s searching hand. Her other hand slowly slid up her thigh over her short, tight shorts when she got there, rubbing against her slit. Sakura shivered and Tomoyo lay her down on the bed.
Tomoyo drew her nightshirt slowly over her body and over her head, exposing her mostly healed body and her too-small bra. She removed her own shirt and exposed her pert breasts. Sakura flushed and looked surprised. Tomoyo smiled and kissed her again. Sakura’s eyes fluttered shut as Tomoyo’s hands explored her friend’s body.
Once again Tomoyo found her hands at Sakura’s slit and rubbed her hand between her thighs, against her labia. Sakura moaned and wrapped her hands around Tomoyo’s neck.
It continued like this for a week, each night getting a little farther, and Sakura loosening up a bit more, Tomoyo needed her badly though, so one night she decided she was going to go all the way.
Tomoyo slowly began to draw down her shorts and underwear, exposing her pussy. Sakura squeaked, wriggling to try to hide herself, but Tomoyo rubbed her and her friend fell still under her, the pleasure overtaking her.
It was a new kind of feeling, one she hadn’t felt before. She had masturbated before, but this was... different. It felt more real, and far better than Sakura could have imagined.
As Tomoyo’s fingers found her clit she purred, she wanted, no. Needed this, and soon. Tomoyo pinched it and Sakura yelped. Tomoyo kissed her lips to shut her up.
Sakura ran her hands down Tomoyo’s back and they dropped to the bed, the pleasure making it hard to move, it was paralyzing. Tomoyo found her hole and poked the tip of one finger in her, slowly and ever so carefully slid it in to the hilt.
Sakura moaned again and shuddered as her best friend, and now her lover slid in another finger, and another. She moaned louder and louder, and Tomoyo stopped, saying “Sakura... do you want to wake up my mom?” Sakura stopped and looked sheepish and moaned quietly when Tomoyo began to pull them out, only to push them back in.
As Tomoyo’s fingers pressed into her, Sakura grabbed the sheets tightly, her body demanding more, she needed a climax, but she didn’t know that. She whimpered Tomoyo’s name and said, “I need... Ahhh... More... please...” and Tomoyo grinned, reaching under the bed and grabbing a dildo, pressing it into her self and moaning loudly, she needed it too...
She straightened herself up and asked Sakura “are you sure you’re ready?” Sakura nodded urgently and shut her eyes. Tomoyo took a deep breath, and lunged in to the hilt, slamming their pussies together. Sakura nearly screamed, but bit her lip and a single tear ran her face, and Tomoyo kissed it away, holding still, though it drove her crazy.
After a minute Sakura nodded slowly and Tomoyo began to run the long pink dildo (the whole thing is around 18 inches, so half is in Tomoyo, half for Sakura.) through her lover under her, and Sakura moaned. As Tomoyo’s fake cock hammered Sakura’s cunt quicker and quicker as both girls neared their climax their minds were blank, they heard nothing except the shushed moans of the other, and they saw nothing but each other, and felt nothing but the pleasure coursing through them.
As they came, spraying each other with their juice, Sakura grabbed the bed sheets and threw her face to the side, while Tomoyo collapsed on top of her, their erect nipples pressing together sending shivers to follow their orgasm.
Tomoyo panted, kissing Sakura lightly and whispered, “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Sakura grinned and said “No... not at all.” She flipped Tomoyo onto her back and straddled her waist, rubbing her sopping labia on Tomoyo’s flat stomach. She grinned at Tomoyo’s surprise and leaned down, kissing her neck and latching on, chewing on one spot while her hands manipulated her breasts. Tomoyo moaned loudly and Sakura lifted her behind, lowering her vagina onto the pink thing protruding from Tomoyo’s cunt.
Tomoyo moaned loudly and Sakura groaned, as her ass hurdled through the air, up and down as fast as she could, not having the relief she needed, not yet. She kissed Tomoyo big and passionately, lost in the moment and Tomoyo threw her arms around her neck, kissing hard back.
As the two new lovers made love, Tomoyo grinned at Sakura and said, “This’ll be a long night.” And Sakura grinned, the clock read 3 AM.