Trip Day Everyone!!!!
Well it's the day of the trip (and about time)
Me and Mitsu are just about to head out. got everything ready to go!!!!
PARTY TIME GUYS!
-Hirono and Mitsu x
Sunlight
Beautiful beams of hazy sunlight shone through the wooden shutters over the
windows in Hirono's room. Various trays and boxes of junk food littered the
floor. Piles of illegal rock and metal CD's stacked next to a selection of
horror DVD's. On her desk next to the TV were occult books of various sorts,
a
book on the Cult of Anubis lay open, scattered with scribbles and
highlights. A
needle and a couple of bags with white pills sat in an open drawer.
Hirono smiled to herself. It was the morning of the school trip, she could
really relax now. It wasn't as if she'd ever been a frequent or model
student,
but she'd still gone to school. Partly for her parents sake (she'd never
admit
it though) and partly for social reasons.
But now she could banish any thoughts of making any sort of effort for a
few
days at least. A class trip meant one thing to Hirono : A huge party
opportunity. She'd spent the majority of the previous night packing a sports
bag
with the bare essentials - spare clothes and the like - and a few optional
extras (pills of various sorts and weed). Tucked into a small unknown
compartment at the bottom she'd wrapped the Bowie knife in socks and hidden
it,
along with a photo of herself, Mitsuko, Yoshimi and Yoji at the quad at
school.
She still had at least three hours before the coach left school though.
Enough
for a little more rest. Turning to her right in her large double bed she
swung
her arm out to rest on the pillows.
And it rested on Mitsuko.
A sleeping Mitsuko.
People always seem twice as beautiful when they're sleeping.
Perhaps it's because on the surface they're truly at peace when asleep.
Perhaps it's because they're truly vulnerable, all natural defenses on
shutdown,
recovering for the next day.
Or maybe because while they're sleeping you see the human beyond any visage
they
put up while conscious.
Opening the palm of her hand Hirono's fingers traced along Mitsuko's lips,
passing over her cheeks and running her beautifully shining hair through her
fingers. Mitsuko stirred slightly but continued to sleep. Her left hand lay
at
the side of her head, the shallow gash from days before now completely
healed.
The previous night...
Glistening metal
The Bowie knife shone in Hirono's hands. Mitsuko's had now been cleaned off
and
Hirono gazed at it, admiring the sheer beauty of the blade. She picked a
couple
of socks from the floor and wrapped the knife up. She would take it on the
trip
with her, it was a constant reminder of Mitsuko and her... blood play.
Blood...
Hirono removed the makeshift cover from her thigh, stinging as she tore the
duct
tape from her leg. The stitches had been removed earlier that day and she'd
covered the newly formed scar just in case. But she wasn't going to have a
huge
pad on her leg during the trip.
"Damn that's a sexy scar you've got there Hirono darling!" She laughed to
herself.
Rummaging through the bottom of her bag she located a couple of concealed
catches and, unlocking them, place the concealed knife in the compartment.
Picking a group photograph from her desk, she placed it upon the knife and
resealed the compartment. Above this she layered clothes she wanted to take
with
her (she wouldn't wear her uniform the whole time) and small packets of
pills
and weed, covered by a jacket and selected CDs.
Hirono sighed and glanced at the clock on the wall. 3PM. It was a schoolday,
but
she highly doubted anyone would bother going. The anticipation of an
expenses-paid trip excited her greatly. Plus she was expecting a visitor
shortly.
Mitsuko
Forever in her thoughts now, Mitsuko had become the single most important
factor
in her life. It seemed strange how she'd come to this point, but it felt so
good.
Her thoughts flickered to that evening in the alley, to Mitsuko leaning over
her, the bitter taste of blood in her mouth. To that second day, the feel of
Mitsuko's hot breasts pressed to hers as they lay entwined on the hospital
bed,
their lips pressed together in a symphony of blood and lust.
The doorbell buzzed, rousing Hirono from her daydreaming. She could hear the
murmered voice of her father greeting the all-too familiar voice of Mitsuko
in
some distant part of their home. Her family certainly weren't rich or
powerful,
like the Kiriyama's or the Oda's, but they had a decent sized house. Which
meant
she'd have a few moments before Mitsuko reached her room.
Quickly adjusting her hair in the mirror above her desk, she dashed around
the
room trying to find something, anything, to spray on herself.
Must've packed it all
The door handle turned and Hirono tensed up completely, frozen to the spot.
Strange how you've come here...
Not long ago it would have been second nature for Hirono to simply throw the
door open to her friend and just talk and joke about; it had been all so
easy.
But it was different now. She jumped at the mere thought of Mitsuko being
near,
she was far too nervous to think of anything to talk about.
The door slowly opened, revealing the sultry figure of Mitsuko. It was odd
to
her that until now she'd not really registered that she was in fact taller
than
Mitsuko. But then again the only times she cared to remember of the two of
them
she'd been laying on a bed and crippled on the floor.
Mitsuko slowly wandered into the room and dropped the bag she'd brought with
her
next to Hirono's. She sighed and sat down on Hirono's bed. The short skirt
she
was wearing rode higher over her thighs. A hot flush passed through Hirono,
still frozen to the spot.
"So, you're bringing the knife with you? Expecting trouble Hirono? Or
expecting
something else...?"
Mitsuko giggled as Hirono blushed and moved to sit at the opposite end of
the
bed.
You have no idea...
She wanted to joke about it, to laugh it off. But Mitsuko had hit it on the
head.
Mitsuko knew her.
"Uh...yeah I got it. It's in a compartment at the bottom of my bag. Noone
will
check..."
Mitsuko simply smiled.
Leaning to the side of her bed hirono picked up a bottle of vodka and,
unscrewing the cap quickly, quickly swallowed a mouthful. She offered the
bottle
to Mitsuko, who acccepted and began to drink.
A few drinks later Hirono felt more at ease and they talked about the
upcoming
trip and mocked their classmates. But when Yoshimi was mentioned, both fell
completely silent. The previous day Hirono had called Yoshimi to make sure
she'd
not mention what she saw to anyone, blaming the situation on her ill health
making her irrational. But given Yoshimi's obsession with Yoji, she doubted
it
would stay quiet from him for long.
It was now drawing close to 6PM and Hirono was overheating, her room felt
like
an oven. She was sweating and it was horrible.
Not while Mitsu is next to you!
"I'm just gonna go have a shower, that ok?"
"I dont see why not. Turn your music on before you leave will you? I'll be
fine
here"
Mitsuko smiled and took another drink from the bottle. A droplet of vodka
splashed onto her collarbone and slowly ran down her breasts. Hirono quickly
turned the CD player on and leaped out of the room.
It was becoming more than a joke now.
She's your best friend...
But Hirono didn't care because when she saw the real Mitsuko she understood
her,
and more importantly, she knew...
She dashed quickly to the bathroom and, stripping off her clothes, she
jumped
under the shower. It was a relatively large shower, her parents had removed
the
last one as it had been "too small to fit a single person in there". The
warm
water felt like heaven rushing over her body. Her hair started to settle
down,
flattening out of their trademark punkish spikes.
She felt as the water flowed over the contours of her body, down her neck
and
over her breasts, flowing down over her stomach and hips to the floor below.
The
shower certainly wasn't helping just how turned on she was. The beads of
water
flowing over her like the drop of vodka on Mitsuko.
She shuddered.
Then another feeling...
Not water, flesh. Fingers grasping around her stomach.
Oh my god
She knew exactly who it was, and she certainly wasn't going to ruin the
moment
by turning to make sure.
A whisper in her ear.
"Your parents just left. I thought you might be lonely in here by yourself."
Punk music blared in the background. The Distillers. Illegal American CD
she'd
stolen from some kid. Lyrics seeped into the bathroom.
♥ Baby, you make my heart beat faster... ♥
Couldn't be closer to the truth if you tried...
Hirono could feel Mitsuko's hand slide up from her stomach to her breasts.
She
moaned loudly as Mitsuko's own breasts pressed against her back. Raising her
right hand, Hirono clasped Mitsuko's over her breast, squeezing her nipple
between Mitsuko's fingers. Mitsuko moved her left hand and, gripping
Hirono's
side, dug her nails in. The resulting scratching made Hirono shake with
pleasure.
She felt as Mitsuko removed her hand from her breast and leaned to the right
slightly. A few moments later she felt the sharp pain of a knife on her
right
breast. Good pain though. Small, careful. The knife clattered on the ground
and
Mitsuko's hand rose again to Hirono's breast, squeezing a little blood from
it.
Mitsuko span hirono around and kissed her. The water flowed over both of
them,
Hirono could taste it on Mitsuko's lips. Their arms entwined each other,
clawing
at their bodies, trying to pull the other even closer. Occasionally in their
passionate kiss their tongues met and it sparked a reaction that made both
tingle and shake.
The blood thinly ran over Hirono's body, diluted by the warm water. Opening
her
eyes and breaking from the kiss Hirono caught her first glimpse of Mitsuko
since
she'd entered the shower. Covered in water she was a goddess. Her soaked
hair
clung to her shoulders and neck. Water flowed so elegantly over her breasts
and
down her body.
"You're beautiful" Hirono whispered to Mitsuko.
Mitsuko smiled and replied,
"So are you"
Her lips pressed against Hirono's once more. But harder, more intense. She
was
wet with anticipation. Pulling away Mitsuko knelt down and ran her tongue
from
Hirono's navel up to her breasts, tracing the trail of blood to the wound.
When
her tongue met Hirono's breasts she slowly ran it over her nipples.
Hirono gasped loudly.
Taking the lead from Mitsuko, she ran her tongue over the course of blood on
Mitsuko's body, biting Mitsuko's nipples as she came upon them. Mitsuko let
out
a cry of pleasure that echoed through the bathroom.
They embraced and kissed again, Mitsuko biting Hirono's lip as they did so.
Leaning up to Hirono's ear Mitsuko whispered softly,
"This is really turning me on, see?!"
As she whispered she led Hirono's hand down over her breasts, slwoly over
her navel, down between her legs. Mitsuko moaned and Hirono gasped for
breath. She was so wet, and it seemed she was just as turned on as Hirono
was.
"You make me so horny Hirono. Rub me..."
Hirono wasn't going to argue. All the moments previous had led to this
point. She did as Mitsuko requested and was greeted by squeals of pleasure.
Hirono was so hot, the water had cooled somewhat, but she was so turned on
she barely noticed. She did notice, however, Mitsuko's hand running down her
body to the shaved area between her legs.
Oh my god!
She couldn't keep it in. She moaned wildly, the sound echoing through the bathroom just as Mitsuko's cry had done. But it was far, far louder. She felt their breasts press together, blood intermingling, and felt Mitsuko's fingers begin to rub her. They kissed once again, pressing harder and harder together. The kiss was more wild, more intense, more pleasurable than any previous kiss they'd shared. Or indeed ever had.
You're incredible. A goddess. An angel.
Hirono reveled in the intense pleasure she felt from Mitsuko's fingers and her warm, wet body pressed against her. All other thoughts were banished from her mind. there was no school, no trip, no drugs. She had no family, no friends, no problems. It was just her and the girl who meant the world to her, entwined together in a passionate embrace.
Together
Her body began to shake and tense. All sensations rose dramatically, her body shaking wildly. She was about to orgasm. Entirely to her suprise Mitsuko started to tense too. The free hand she had now pressed against Hirono's breast started to tighten. Pain. But oh so much pleasure from it.
In a moment all sensations in her body peaked as she rose to orgasm. The hand she had free shot to Mitsuko's side and snapped shut, clenching hard into her skin, causing Mitsuko to moan loudly.
That was soon eclipsed by the scream escaping from hirono's mouth as she came, her whole body shaking. Moments later Mitsuko came too, so hard her entirely body clenched. The hand on Hirono's breast now dug into flesh, her nails drawing blood.
♥ You make my heart beat faster ♥
They collapsed into each other, gasping for breath but using every spare ounce of energy to kiss each other gently. Their arms wrapped over each other, holding the other close. Mitsuko sighed and began to speak,
"You...you give...you don't just...take..."
Suddenly a loud bashing against the door shook them both from their hazy state of euphoria.
"Hirono, what in God's name are you doing in there to warrant such noise? And where the hell is Mitsuko?" The rough voice of her father hardly hampered by the door.
Hirono, searching for an excuse simply shouted back.
"She went to get food. Fuck off!"
She heard her father grumble something about respect and shuffle down the hall. Mitsuko turned to Hirono and they both laughed.
They quickly cleaned the blood from the shower and recovered the knife from the ground. Wrapping themselves in towels, they dried the excess water and hurried across to Hirono's room and locked the door.
Upon entering her room, Hirono placed the knife back in it's special compartment and zipped her bag up ready again for the trip.
After changing the two girls settled down on Hirono's bed and spent the remaining hours of the evening drinking and watching TV, for lack of anything else to do. All the time side by side, Mitsuko's head resting gently on Hirono's shoulder.
Midnight
Both girls now tired, they settled down to sleep in hirono's bed, next to one another. Mitsuko drifted off relatively quickly. After a few minutes gazing at a sleeping Mitsuko, Hirono finally drifted off too.
Present time
Hirono watched as Mitsuko awoke, yawning. She looked so beautiful there in front of her.
Yes, she definitely knew now. More than she'd ever known before.
She smells like angels ought to smell
They rose from bed and changed into their uniforms. Not the sexiest outfits they owned, but if it got them a free school trip, who cared?
An hour after breakfast Hirono's father drove them to the school and the awaiting coach, surrounded by their classmates. He didn't say a single word through the whole journey but threw several accusing glances at the girls. He placed a light kiss on Hirono's head as he dropped her off and drove off quickly.
Mr Hayashida stood at the door of the coach, being accosted by Yukie Utsumi and her group of friends. Shuuya and his group crowded around Yutaka, who cracked jokes, making them all laugh wildly. Toshinori Oda had once again distanced himself from the whole group and refused to join the rush for seats on the bus.
Throwing their bags into the coach, Mitsuko and Hirono got onto the vehicle, taking seats together near the back in front of Mitsuru Numai and his gang. Yoshimi and Yoji took seats across the aisle from the girls and they talked and laughed together until the coach drove from the school.
As they left the gates Hirono felt Mitsuko's hand slip into hers, hidden between the two from the rest of the class. She threw Mitsuko a glance and Mitsuko smiled back, making Hirono blush.
And Hirono finally knew...
I love you Mitsuko
((Sorry for lateness, its far longer than the rest and took aaaages writing up, along with personal problems. But YAY for V5 *dances* Hirono will see you all ingame ^_^))
Me and Mitsu are just about to head out. got everything ready to go!!!!
PARTY TIME GUYS!
-Hirono and Mitsu x
Sunlight
Beautiful beams of hazy sunlight shone through the wooden shutters over the
windows in Hirono's room. Various trays and boxes of junk food littered the
floor. Piles of illegal rock and metal CD's stacked next to a selection of
horror DVD's. On her desk next to the TV were occult books of various sorts,
a
book on the Cult of Anubis lay open, scattered with scribbles and
highlights. A
needle and a couple of bags with white pills sat in an open drawer.
Hirono smiled to herself. It was the morning of the school trip, she could
really relax now. It wasn't as if she'd ever been a frequent or model
student,
but she'd still gone to school. Partly for her parents sake (she'd never
admit
it though) and partly for social reasons.
But now she could banish any thoughts of making any sort of effort for a
few
days at least. A class trip meant one thing to Hirono : A huge party
opportunity. She'd spent the majority of the previous night packing a sports
bag
with the bare essentials - spare clothes and the like - and a few optional
extras (pills of various sorts and weed). Tucked into a small unknown
compartment at the bottom she'd wrapped the Bowie knife in socks and hidden
it,
along with a photo of herself, Mitsuko, Yoshimi and Yoji at the quad at
school.
She still had at least three hours before the coach left school though.
Enough
for a little more rest. Turning to her right in her large double bed she
swung
her arm out to rest on the pillows.
And it rested on Mitsuko.
A sleeping Mitsuko.
People always seem twice as beautiful when they're sleeping.
Perhaps it's because on the surface they're truly at peace when asleep.
Perhaps it's because they're truly vulnerable, all natural defenses on
shutdown,
recovering for the next day.
Or maybe because while they're sleeping you see the human beyond any visage
they
put up while conscious.
Opening the palm of her hand Hirono's fingers traced along Mitsuko's lips,
passing over her cheeks and running her beautifully shining hair through her
fingers. Mitsuko stirred slightly but continued to sleep. Her left hand lay
at
the side of her head, the shallow gash from days before now completely
healed.
The previous night...
Glistening metal
The Bowie knife shone in Hirono's hands. Mitsuko's had now been cleaned off
and
Hirono gazed at it, admiring the sheer beauty of the blade. She picked a
couple
of socks from the floor and wrapped the knife up. She would take it on the
trip
with her, it was a constant reminder of Mitsuko and her... blood play.
Blood...
Hirono removed the makeshift cover from her thigh, stinging as she tore the
duct
tape from her leg. The stitches had been removed earlier that day and she'd
covered the newly formed scar just in case. But she wasn't going to have a
huge
pad on her leg during the trip.
"Damn that's a sexy scar you've got there Hirono darling!" She laughed to
herself.
Rummaging through the bottom of her bag she located a couple of concealed
catches and, unlocking them, place the concealed knife in the compartment.
Picking a group photograph from her desk, she placed it upon the knife and
resealed the compartment. Above this she layered clothes she wanted to take
with
her (she wouldn't wear her uniform the whole time) and small packets of
pills
and weed, covered by a jacket and selected CDs.
Hirono sighed and glanced at the clock on the wall. 3PM. It was a schoolday,
but
she highly doubted anyone would bother going. The anticipation of an
expenses-paid trip excited her greatly. Plus she was expecting a visitor
shortly.
Mitsuko
Forever in her thoughts now, Mitsuko had become the single most important
factor
in her life. It seemed strange how she'd come to this point, but it felt so
good.
Her thoughts flickered to that evening in the alley, to Mitsuko leaning over
her, the bitter taste of blood in her mouth. To that second day, the feel of
Mitsuko's hot breasts pressed to hers as they lay entwined on the hospital
bed,
their lips pressed together in a symphony of blood and lust.
The doorbell buzzed, rousing Hirono from her daydreaming. She could hear the
murmered voice of her father greeting the all-too familiar voice of Mitsuko
in
some distant part of their home. Her family certainly weren't rich or
powerful,
like the Kiriyama's or the Oda's, but they had a decent sized house. Which
meant
she'd have a few moments before Mitsuko reached her room.
Quickly adjusting her hair in the mirror above her desk, she dashed around
the
room trying to find something, anything, to spray on herself.
Must've packed it all
The door handle turned and Hirono tensed up completely, frozen to the spot.
Strange how you've come here...
Not long ago it would have been second nature for Hirono to simply throw the
door open to her friend and just talk and joke about; it had been all so
easy.
But it was different now. She jumped at the mere thought of Mitsuko being
near,
she was far too nervous to think of anything to talk about.
The door slowly opened, revealing the sultry figure of Mitsuko. It was odd
to
her that until now she'd not really registered that she was in fact taller
than
Mitsuko. But then again the only times she cared to remember of the two of
them
she'd been laying on a bed and crippled on the floor.
Mitsuko slowly wandered into the room and dropped the bag she'd brought with
her
next to Hirono's. She sighed and sat down on Hirono's bed. The short skirt
she
was wearing rode higher over her thighs. A hot flush passed through Hirono,
still frozen to the spot.
"So, you're bringing the knife with you? Expecting trouble Hirono? Or
expecting
something else...?"
Mitsuko giggled as Hirono blushed and moved to sit at the opposite end of
the
bed.
You have no idea...
She wanted to joke about it, to laugh it off. But Mitsuko had hit it on the
head.
Mitsuko knew her.
"Uh...yeah I got it. It's in a compartment at the bottom of my bag. Noone
will
check..."
Mitsuko simply smiled.
Leaning to the side of her bed hirono picked up a bottle of vodka and,
unscrewing the cap quickly, quickly swallowed a mouthful. She offered the
bottle
to Mitsuko, who acccepted and began to drink.
A few drinks later Hirono felt more at ease and they talked about the
upcoming
trip and mocked their classmates. But when Yoshimi was mentioned, both fell
completely silent. The previous day Hirono had called Yoshimi to make sure
she'd
not mention what she saw to anyone, blaming the situation on her ill health
making her irrational. But given Yoshimi's obsession with Yoji, she doubted
it
would stay quiet from him for long.
It was now drawing close to 6PM and Hirono was overheating, her room felt
like
an oven. She was sweating and it was horrible.
Not while Mitsu is next to you!
"I'm just gonna go have a shower, that ok?"
"I dont see why not. Turn your music on before you leave will you? I'll be
fine
here"
Mitsuko smiled and took another drink from the bottle. A droplet of vodka
splashed onto her collarbone and slowly ran down her breasts. Hirono quickly
turned the CD player on and leaped out of the room.
It was becoming more than a joke now.
She's your best friend...
But Hirono didn't care because when she saw the real Mitsuko she understood
her,
and more importantly, she knew...
She dashed quickly to the bathroom and, stripping off her clothes, she
jumped
under the shower. It was a relatively large shower, her parents had removed
the
last one as it had been "too small to fit a single person in there". The
warm
water felt like heaven rushing over her body. Her hair started to settle
down,
flattening out of their trademark punkish spikes.
She felt as the water flowed over the contours of her body, down her neck
and
over her breasts, flowing down over her stomach and hips to the floor below.
The
shower certainly wasn't helping just how turned on she was. The beads of
water
flowing over her like the drop of vodka on Mitsuko.
She shuddered.
Then another feeling...
Not water, flesh. Fingers grasping around her stomach.
Oh my god
She knew exactly who it was, and she certainly wasn't going to ruin the
moment
by turning to make sure.
A whisper in her ear.
"Your parents just left. I thought you might be lonely in here by yourself."
Punk music blared in the background. The Distillers. Illegal American CD
she'd
stolen from some kid. Lyrics seeped into the bathroom.
♥ Baby, you make my heart beat faster... ♥
Couldn't be closer to the truth if you tried...
Hirono could feel Mitsuko's hand slide up from her stomach to her breasts.
She
moaned loudly as Mitsuko's own breasts pressed against her back. Raising her
right hand, Hirono clasped Mitsuko's over her breast, squeezing her nipple
between Mitsuko's fingers. Mitsuko moved her left hand and, gripping
Hirono's
side, dug her nails in. The resulting scratching made Hirono shake with
pleasure.
She felt as Mitsuko removed her hand from her breast and leaned to the right
slightly. A few moments later she felt the sharp pain of a knife on her
right
breast. Good pain though. Small, careful. The knife clattered on the ground
and
Mitsuko's hand rose again to Hirono's breast, squeezing a little blood from
it.
Mitsuko span hirono around and kissed her. The water flowed over both of
them,
Hirono could taste it on Mitsuko's lips. Their arms entwined each other,
clawing
at their bodies, trying to pull the other even closer. Occasionally in their
passionate kiss their tongues met and it sparked a reaction that made both
tingle and shake.
The blood thinly ran over Hirono's body, diluted by the warm water. Opening
her
eyes and breaking from the kiss Hirono caught her first glimpse of Mitsuko
since
she'd entered the shower. Covered in water she was a goddess. Her soaked
hair
clung to her shoulders and neck. Water flowed so elegantly over her breasts
and
down her body.
"You're beautiful" Hirono whispered to Mitsuko.
Mitsuko smiled and replied,
"So are you"
Her lips pressed against Hirono's once more. But harder, more intense. She
was
wet with anticipation. Pulling away Mitsuko knelt down and ran her tongue
from
Hirono's navel up to her breasts, tracing the trail of blood to the wound.
When
her tongue met Hirono's breasts she slowly ran it over her nipples.
Hirono gasped loudly.
Taking the lead from Mitsuko, she ran her tongue over the course of blood on
Mitsuko's body, biting Mitsuko's nipples as she came upon them. Mitsuko let
out
a cry of pleasure that echoed through the bathroom.
They embraced and kissed again, Mitsuko biting Hirono's lip as they did so.
Leaning up to Hirono's ear Mitsuko whispered softly,
"This is really turning me on, see?!"
As she whispered she led Hirono's hand down over her breasts, slwoly over
her navel, down between her legs. Mitsuko moaned and Hirono gasped for
breath. She was so wet, and it seemed she was just as turned on as Hirono
was.
"You make me so horny Hirono. Rub me..."
Hirono wasn't going to argue. All the moments previous had led to this
point. She did as Mitsuko requested and was greeted by squeals of pleasure.
Hirono was so hot, the water had cooled somewhat, but she was so turned on
she barely noticed. She did notice, however, Mitsuko's hand running down her
body to the shaved area between her legs.
Oh my god!
She couldn't keep it in. She moaned wildly, the sound echoing through the bathroom just as Mitsuko's cry had done. But it was far, far louder. She felt their breasts press together, blood intermingling, and felt Mitsuko's fingers begin to rub her. They kissed once again, pressing harder and harder together. The kiss was more wild, more intense, more pleasurable than any previous kiss they'd shared. Or indeed ever had.
You're incredible. A goddess. An angel.
Hirono reveled in the intense pleasure she felt from Mitsuko's fingers and her warm, wet body pressed against her. All other thoughts were banished from her mind. there was no school, no trip, no drugs. She had no family, no friends, no problems. It was just her and the girl who meant the world to her, entwined together in a passionate embrace.
Together
Her body began to shake and tense. All sensations rose dramatically, her body shaking wildly. She was about to orgasm. Entirely to her suprise Mitsuko started to tense too. The free hand she had now pressed against Hirono's breast started to tighten. Pain. But oh so much pleasure from it.
In a moment all sensations in her body peaked as she rose to orgasm. The hand she had free shot to Mitsuko's side and snapped shut, clenching hard into her skin, causing Mitsuko to moan loudly.
That was soon eclipsed by the scream escaping from hirono's mouth as she came, her whole body shaking. Moments later Mitsuko came too, so hard her entirely body clenched. The hand on Hirono's breast now dug into flesh, her nails drawing blood.
♥ You make my heart beat faster ♥
They collapsed into each other, gasping for breath but using every spare ounce of energy to kiss each other gently. Their arms wrapped over each other, holding the other close. Mitsuko sighed and began to speak,
"You...you give...you don't just...take..."
Suddenly a loud bashing against the door shook them both from their hazy state of euphoria.
"Hirono, what in God's name are you doing in there to warrant such noise? And where the hell is Mitsuko?" The rough voice of her father hardly hampered by the door.
Hirono, searching for an excuse simply shouted back.
"She went to get food. Fuck off!"
She heard her father grumble something about respect and shuffle down the hall. Mitsuko turned to Hirono and they both laughed.
They quickly cleaned the blood from the shower and recovered the knife from the ground. Wrapping themselves in towels, they dried the excess water and hurried across to Hirono's room and locked the door.
Upon entering her room, Hirono placed the knife back in it's special compartment and zipped her bag up ready again for the trip.
After changing the two girls settled down on Hirono's bed and spent the remaining hours of the evening drinking and watching TV, for lack of anything else to do. All the time side by side, Mitsuko's head resting gently on Hirono's shoulder.
Midnight
Both girls now tired, they settled down to sleep in hirono's bed, next to one another. Mitsuko drifted off relatively quickly. After a few minutes gazing at a sleeping Mitsuko, Hirono finally drifted off too.
Present time
Hirono watched as Mitsuko awoke, yawning. She looked so beautiful there in front of her.
Yes, she definitely knew now. More than she'd ever known before.
She smells like angels ought to smell
They rose from bed and changed into their uniforms. Not the sexiest outfits they owned, but if it got them a free school trip, who cared?
An hour after breakfast Hirono's father drove them to the school and the awaiting coach, surrounded by their classmates. He didn't say a single word through the whole journey but threw several accusing glances at the girls. He placed a light kiss on Hirono's head as he dropped her off and drove off quickly.
Mr Hayashida stood at the door of the coach, being accosted by Yukie Utsumi and her group of friends. Shuuya and his group crowded around Yutaka, who cracked jokes, making them all laugh wildly. Toshinori Oda had once again distanced himself from the whole group and refused to join the rush for seats on the bus.
Throwing their bags into the coach, Mitsuko and Hirono got onto the vehicle, taking seats together near the back in front of Mitsuru Numai and his gang. Yoshimi and Yoji took seats across the aisle from the girls and they talked and laughed together until the coach drove from the school.
As they left the gates Hirono felt Mitsuko's hand slip into hers, hidden between the two from the rest of the class. She threw Mitsuko a glance and Mitsuko smiled back, making Hirono blush.
And Hirono finally knew...
I love you Mitsuko
((Sorry for lateness, its far longer than the rest and took aaaages writing up, along with personal problems. But YAY for V5 *dances* Hirono will see you all ingame ^_^))