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And then... Misa was kissing her.
All of Light's thought processes crashed to a halt as she scrambled to catch up with the sensations her body was sending her -- heat and pressure against her lips, hands clenching over her shirt and holding her back with surprising strength. Her eyes were wide and her mouth opened in a silent gasp. Finally she mustered her senses again, and shoved violently at the other girl, making her stumble back. Misa's lipstick was sticky on her mouth.
"What was that," Light said in clipped tones, refusing to yell. "What do you think you're ( ... )
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And so, here they are, Light arching her back against the wall, gasping helplessly, Misa all hot and touching and present. "What are you doing," Light finally manages to force out.
"I hate you." This time, Misa says it almost sweetly. "You think you're so great, Light-chan..."
"N-no, I've never -- you're so immature, Misa, I never antagonized you. I never said that I thought I was be--"
"You never had to say it." Misa nips her earlobe, sharply, and Light yelps. "I knew, okay? You walk around like you're, you're so smart, and so beautiful, and so popular, and you -- and you don't even look at me, like I'm just a piece of dirt, just some, some." Her voice trembles. "Some dumb slut."
At last, at last, she reaches that spot where Light's legs join together, rubbing ever so gently, and Light whimpers and squirms, thrusting into the pressure, pushing against Misa's hand. She's ( ... )
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"Wh-what--!"
"I get it, Misa." Misa struggles against her, so Light just slips one hand beneath the hem of her blouse, reaching up and pushing aside her bra, running the pad of her thumb over a hard nipple. At that, Misa's breath catches in her throat and she goes a bit limp and perfectly quiet except for a little whine. "You always hated me because you thought I was so beautiful... and so smart... and so popular... and so attractive..." Rubbing little circles, now, and unbuttoning the blouse with her other hand, neatly and methodically. Misa's making these intensely arousing breathy little gasps. "But I would never even look at you. You want me to acknowledge that you exist..." Opening her blouse fully and tugging it off, discarding it on the floor, then ( ... )
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