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Usually, Ritsu would get annoyed at being woken up from her sleep. Especially in the middle of the day, and especially when the blinds are wide open and permitting sunlight to carelessly spill into her room. Really, why didn’t she think to close them before she drifted off? She must’ve been so tired that she passed out upon stepping into the dorm, and in that case, it’s a miracle that she even made it to her bed.
But, all her typical frustrations are put aside as she’s greeted with the familiar sight of raven hair and—to her delight—the scent of baked goods accompanying it. She lifts her head to get a better look, and her eyes confirm that her roommate is back from a trip to the bakery. Mika is taking quiet steps forward and struggling to carry bags that Ritsu assumes are filled to the brim with sweets.
“Mikarin~” she calls out, her voice still groggy.
Mika flinches a bit, clearly not expecting to hear anyone, before looking down to meet her eyes. “Nnah, did I wake ya up?” She sighs and puts her bags down on the floor. “Sorry, I was tryin’ to be quiet.”
Ah, of course she was. Her ever considerate Mika, tiptoeing around the room so as to not disrupt Ritsu’s slumber. Even though the girl is clumsy and often ends up making noise anyway, Ritsu appreciates the thought that she puts into it.
“Yeah, you woke me up,” Ritsu huffs, feigning irritation. “So troublesome, I can’t even nap around here without being bothered.”
That seems to alarm Mika.
“I’m real sorry, Ritsu!” she exclaims, an expression of panic crossing her face. “I’ll be more careful next time, promise! How can I make it up to ya?”
Ritsu giggles at that. It’s really too fun teasing Mika when she reacts so easily. “Hmm, I don’t know…” She pretends to think for a few seconds. “Here’s what you can do. Go and close the blinds, the sun is assaulting my skin. And then come cuddle with me.” She extends her hands and makes a grabbing motion, urging the girl to join her. “Pamper me~”
Now it’s Mika’s turn to giggle, the dread in her face quickly being replaced with fondness. “Yer so spoiled, Ritsu-kun, what would ya do without me?”
“Die, probably,” Ritsu mumbles, shrugging.
After a few moments, she notices that the sunlight goes away. Thank God, she thinks. Ritsu can finally relax as the discomfort in her body dissipates. And soon enough, she gets even more comfortable as she feels the mattress dipping next to her and newfound warmth snuggling into her front side.
Cuddling with Mika is nice. They don’t get a chance to do it often, what with Mika always working odd jobs and the both of them busy with their idol activities. That’s why it’s always nice to have lazy days like these where it’s just the two of them, together.
Ritsu snakes a hand around Mika’s waist and nuzzles her cheek into the other’s shoulder, shifting into the proper position to spoon her. The hitch in the younger’s breath doesn’t go unnoticed, and Ritsu grins. Just the smallest of touches could make Mika jump. She figures it’s because the other isn’t used to such physical intimacy, which isn’t all too surprising considering she doesn’t have many close friends. They’re pretty similar in that regard, Ritsu has to admit.
Though Ritsu has a habit of keeping everyone at a distance, she can’t help but cling to the few people she holds dear to her. And in the past couple years of knowing Mika and eventually living with her, she found that the girl had clawed her way into a fatally soft spot of her heart and become one of those select few. It was only to be expected because really, how could anyone not love Mika?
Cute, silly, adorable Mika. Always doing whatever Ritsu asks of her, whether it be cuddling with her or feeding her or running random errands for her. Sometimes, it makes Ritsu feel a little bad that she might be taking advantage of her, but she knows this is also Mika’s way of showing love. Mika likes feeling useful, and she enjoys spoiling Ritsu just as much as Ritsu loves being on the receiving end of it.
They lie together for a while, not talking, the only sound in the room being their quiet breathing. That is, until Ritsu decides she’s feeling a little naughty today. She’s currently playing with the hem of Mika’s top; running it between her fingers, curling it, slightly hiking it up. Then, she chooses to slip her hand inside and rest it against the bare skin hiding underneath.
“Ah, Ritsu-kun,” Mika whines, slightly shifting away. “Yer fingers are cold.”
“Sorry,” Ritsu smiles into Mika’s hair, not a hint of remorse on her face. “They’ll warm up soon. Let me use your waist as a heating pad?” She presses further onto Mika’s skin, pleased when the girl doesn’t move away this time. She takes it as a sign that Mika welcomes the touch and decides to push her luck a little more. Ritsu brings her other hand to the other side of Mika’s waist and gives it an experimental squeeze.
The younger mewls, and Ritsu can feel Mika’s whole back tensing. So cute, she thinks. She loves seeing Mika squirm under her touch. Her reactions only spur Ritsu on, and she continues squeezing her waist, obsessed with the feeling.
“Your waist is just so pretty, Mikarin. It’s soo tiny,” Ritsu rambles on, not really cognizant of what she’s saying. All she knows is that Mika’s skin feels good beneath her fingers, and God, her waist is so small that Ritsu can almost wrap her hands all the way around to touch each other. It’s almost like they were made to do just that—years of playing piano had made her fingers long and slender just so she could perfectly slot them around Mika.
“Ritsuuu, stop, yer hurtin’ me,” Mika complains, though there’s no real bite behind her words. “Yer gonna squeeze the life outta me.”
Ritsu realizes that she must’ve gotten a bit carried away with her touching. “Sorry, sorry, I just can’t help it.” She stops squeezing to instead rub little circles into Mika’s sides, which earns her a satisfied hum from the other. Nice.
Now that she’s relaxed and falling silent again, Ritsu takes some time to glance over the rest of Mika’s body. It’s thin, just like her waist, not to mention bony and frail. She frowns, a bit concerned for the other’s health. “You’re so skinny… have you been eating well lately?” She pokes and prods at one of Mika’s ribs before going back to her mindless circling.
“Nnh, I have!” Mika affirms. “I’ve been eatin’ all my meals ‘n’ all, ya don’t need to worry about me. I can take care of myself.”
“Good, good…” Ritsu trails off. She doesn’t quite believe Mika, but she doesn’t want to push her any further. Plus, it’s true that Mika can take care of herself. As much as she appears to be a small child who needs to be doted on, she’s grown into quite the competent individual. Although, there are still times like this when Ritsu feels the urge to care for and look after her. Perhaps it’s her own selfish desires that want to keep Mika to herself, but something about the girl just makes Ritsu want to stow her in a corner and keep her away from the world, and away from any harm.
Mika interrupts her mildly possessive thoughts with her usual whimsical chattering. “Ya should see what I got from the bakery today,” she says, lips curling into a lazy smile. “Yer gonna love it! We can eat it all later.”
“Mm, what did you get,” Ritsu asks. “I wanna eat now, I’m hungry.”
“I got cinnamon rolls, and croissants, ooh and that cheesecake thatcha really like! But we can’t eat ‘em now though, we don’t want crumbs on yer bed,” she reasons, though there’s a disappointed tinge to her voice.
Ritsu sighs in discontent. She supposes they could just get out of bed, but she’d rather stay where she is with Mika enveloped in her arms than give up this warmth for some sweets. “I guess you’re right,” she concurs. “But you know, you have to eat more so that you grow nice and plump. If we don’t fatten you up, your blood won’t taste good for me.”
It’s amusing how Mika sputters in response before she can come up with an actual reply. “Nnahh, don’t say things like that!” she finally cries out. “You always catch me off guard with yer vampire talk. It makes me worried that yer actually gonna take a bite outta me one of these days.” The girl chuckles nervously before easing up again.
“I thought you liked it when I talked about being a vampire though,” Ritsu says, pouting.
Mika’s silent for a few moments, presumably deep in thought. “Hmm, yeah, yer right,” she admits. “Y’know me, I’m real interested in scary stuff like that. But yer too cute fer me to be scared of ya.” She laughs and pauses for a bit before continuing. “But now that I think about it, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to get bitten.”
Ritsu perks up at her words, thoughts immediately forming in her mind. “Really?”
Mika shrugs. “I dunno. No one’s ever bitten me before so I wouldn’t know. But I think it’d feel kinda thrillin’, maybe not if I’m losin’ blood though…” Her voice grows uncharacteristically quiet until it fades to a murmur.
Ritsu’s really intrigued now. Mika’s never shown interest in her vampiric tendencies in this way. “Mikarin… do you want me to bite you?” she asks playfully.
When Mika doesn’t respond, Ritsu thinks that she might’ve crossed a boundary with her offer. She lifts her head from where it’s buried in Mika’s shoulder, ready to tell her that she’s just teasing and act like this never happened, only to see that the other girl is hiding her face in her pillow. And is that.. a faint blush creeping up to her ears?
Mika’s voice finally pierces through the silence, though it’s muffled through her pillow. “Ya tease me too much… do what ya want, but don’t hurt me too bad!” she pleads.
Upon hearing that, Ritsu comically lights up. Oh, this isn’t good, the way Mika’s encouraging things she could only dream of. She has to admit that this isn’t the first time she’s thought about biting the other girl, and perhaps more than just biting too. But, Ritsu had always pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind, unwilling to let herself think such indecent things of her precious roommate. Though in hindsight, maybe it wasn’t a great idea to bottle all those feelings up; now it seems like they’re resurfacing all at once and Ritsu doesn’t know if she can control herself anymore. She decides that she better take advantage of this opportunity now before Mika changes her mind.
She lowers her head back down to the bed and pushes Mika’s hair to the side. Even then, she’s still leaning in close enough to get a whiff of the shampoo that the younger girl uses. It’s refreshing and fruity, probably strawberry scented, Ritsu thinks. It suits Mika.
Now that her hair’s out of the way, Ritsu finally has a good view of her neck. It’s clean and smooth and so… markable. Just looking at it makes Ritsu’s mouth water. What a beautiful blank canvas for her to taint and drag her teeth through.
“Ritsu-kun… don’t just stare at me,” Mika whimpers, feeling uneasy under her intense gaze. “Get on with it.”
Ritsu wants to make a comment about how impatient the girl is, but honestly, she can’t wait much longer either. In one swift motion, she finally swoops down and sinks her teeth into the milky skin of Mika’s nape.
It’s not hard enough to draw blood, but Ritsu bites hard. Mika makes an unintelligible noise beside her that sounds like a cry of both pain and pleasure, and that only makes Ritsu more excited. She starts suckling on the skin with her tongue, running it over the place she bit in an attempt to soothe the pain. The taste of Mika’s skin is intoxicating. Ritsu thinks she could stay like this forever, sucking and licking and biting, if the younger would allow such a thing.
She pulls back for a bit only to dive back into a new area right under Mika’s jaw. She licks the skin softly before latching her teeth onto it, gentler than before but hard enough to ensure it leaves a mark. Mika’s going to look so beautiful after this. Just thinking about her neck littered with Ritsu’s marks makes her head feel light, in addition to producing a lower, more visceral reaction in her tummy.
She pulls away for real this time, propping up one hand on the mattress as she hovers above Mika. She figures she should check in on how the other girl’s doing before she gets carried away. Ritsu’s not surprised to see that her face is a lovely shade of pink and her eyes are squeezed tight. That last part doesn’t last for long, though, as Mika turns around to face Ritsu and look into her eyes indignantly.
“Why’d ya stop?” Mika says, and it comes out like a complaint as she sulks. Cute, cute, cute.
“You want me to keep going?” The corner of Ritsu’s lip twitches into a crooked smile. “Needy, are we?”
Mika groans at that. “Yer so unfair,” she says before bringing an arm to the side of Ritsu’s neck and pulling her down. The sudden motion catches Ritsu by surprise, causing her to lose her balance and fall on top of Mika. Their bodies are flush against each other now, Ritsu’s head hanging mere centimeters above Mika’s from where she’s being held in the air. “Stop teasin’ an’ just kiss me fer real, will ya?” Mika whispers softly.
Ritsu has to take an extra moment to process this. She wasn’t expecting Mika to be so forward, and looking at her now, her mismatched eyes are glinting with something scary yet enticing beneath her. The sight sends chills down Ritsu’s spine, but she doesn’t need to be told twice. She closes the small gap between them and finally feels plush lips against hers.
Kissing Mika is everything she’d imagined and more. She allows all her thoughts to slip away as the only thing circling her mind becomes Mika’s lips and Mika’s addicting taste and how good it feels to be kissing her. It’s sweet at first, the kind of feeling that makes Ritsu’s heart race and butterflies explode in her stomach. They languidly move their mouths together, and Mika’s inexperience becomes evident as she sloppily licks at Ritsu’s lips. Ritsu doesn’t mind though. If anything, the messiness makes it more endearing and there’s a certain Mika charm to how eager she is.
She brings one of her hands up to cup Mika’s cheek, slowly caressing her as she deepens the kiss. Mika whines into Ritsu’s mouth in response, and oh, that’s a new sensation that makes Ritsu feel absolutely weak. In that moment more than ever, she feels the urge to devour Mika whole and drink up her pretty sounds.
They break away for a few seconds to catch their breaths, Ritsu finally lifting herself off Mika, just to go back in at full force. It’s more heated this time, both girls panting and struggling to touch each other anywhere they can. One of Mika’s hands is still at Ritsu’s neck, now tangling itself into her long hair and slightly pulling at it. The other sneaks its way between their bodies and skillfully slides under Ritsu’s top, much like the older girl was doing earlier. She can’t help but think she had awoken some sort of beast within Mika with the way she’s feeling her up with no hesitation. Her hand slowly creeps up, up, until Ritsu gasps, anticipating what's to come.
“Ritsu-kun…” Mika says as she suddenly stops, hand ghosting over her bra. “Can I touch ya?”
“Yes,” she breathes out. God, yes, Ritsu would let Mika touch her anywhere she wants, though she holds herself back from saying that.
Mika beams up at her and immediately goes to cup one of Ritsu’s breasts. She gives it a little squeeze and before Ritsu can control herself, a strangled noise escapes her mouth. It’s one thing when Ritsu initiates the contact and touches Mika, but to have Mika do it to her is… different. And new.
“Ehehe, yer boobs are so cute, Ritsu-kun,” Mika says absentmindedly. “I’ve always wanted to hold ‘em. But this is kinda in the way, don’tcha think?” Before Ritsu knows it, Mika’s other hand is slipping into the back of her shirt to unhook her bra. After a bit of fumbling (Mika is clumsy as ever, but Ritsu finds it charming), it comes undone and Ritsu’s chest is finally free.
Mika’s eyes sparkle with excitement, and she hastily pushes up Ritsu’s shirt to get a better look. The cold air is harsh on her bare skin, but Ritsu can only feel her face heating up. She feels exposed with Mika just gawking at her tits so unabashedly. It makes her wonder where this newfound confidence is coming from; this certainly couldn’t be the same Mika who was so shy and shaky minutes prior to this. But nevertheless, Ritsu wants to see more from this side of her. Knowing that Mika’s just as desperate to get her hands on Ritsu sends inexplicable feelings to her head.
Mika starts playing around with her breasts, kneading each one between her fingers. Ritsu can only watch from above her, arms trembling both from holding herself up and from the feeling of Mika squeezing and working her chest like dough in her hands. She thinks her arms will surely give out if Mika continues any longer.
“I wonder what’d happen if I…?” Mika trails off, and that’s the only warning she gives before sharply pinching at her nipples. Ritsu moans at the feeling, and it’s as if her entire body jolts with electricity.
“Fuck, Ritsu-kun, yer so sensitive,” she cheekily remarks. “Ya sound real pretty like that too. Ain’t it kinda funny how yer the one always messin’ around with me, an’ now that I’m doin’ it, ya have nothin’ to say?” Mika rubs her thumbs over her nipples, playing with the hard nubs. This earns her a whimper from Ritsu, and Mika gives her a meek smile in return. “Guess I’ll just hafta keep makin’ ya cry out, can’t have ya goin’ silent on me.”
Ah, this really is so embarrassing, Ritsu thinks. The younger girl is right. Ritsu’s usually the one in control and pushing everyone’s buttons and here she is, coming completely undone with just a few touches. But, the shift in dynamics isn’t unwelcome by any means. Ritsu wants to play into it more, curious to see how far Mika’s willing to go with it.
“Mikarin, it feels good. You feel really good,” she pants. “I need your mouth on me again, please. Need your mouth on my tits.” Ritsu doesn’t even know anymore if she wants to devour Mika or have Mika devour her, just as long as she can feel Mika as close to her as humanly possible.
Her words seem to startle Mika, but she quickly composes herself. “Ehe, yer wish is my command,” she chirps before gently flipping over their bodies. She lays Ritsu down so that she’s resting on the headboard and climbs over her to straddle her lap. But before Mika fulfills her request, she fists the hem of Ritsu’s top and brings it up to her mouth.
“Hold this up fer me, will ya?” she coyly asks. When Ritsu understands what she’s saying, she nods, blood immediately rushing downwards. She obeys Mika’s words and takes her shirt between her teeth, and now Ritsu’s unashamedly exposing every part of her upper body like some sort of whore. It’s such a lewd position, but she can’t fight back her smile knowing that Mika wants to see her like this. After all, she’d only display herself like this for Mika’s eyes.
“Good girl~” Mika whispers, and Ritsu practically melts at the praise. Mika doesn’t give her any time to recover as she bends down and wraps her mouth around one boob, a hand flying upwards at the same time to keep the other busy. The new sensation of wet heat makes Ritsu sharply inhale; it’s too much and too little at the same time. Her back arches off the bed ever so slightly as she leans into the sweet touch, deciding she wants more of it.
Mika starts tenderly licking her nipple, occasionally going in to suck on it as she circles it with her tongue. Ritsu clenches her teeth around the fabric of her shirt in an attempt to not make noise. It’s difficult, though, when Mika’s tongue feels so good on her skin, and Ritsu ends up letting soft moans spill from her lips.
Mika releases the nipple from her mouth with an obscene pop sound, much to Ritsu’s dismay. “Ahh, ya don’t know what yer doin’ to me…” she timidly says, eyes looking anywhere but into Ritsu’s. The older girl wants to reply and say no, Mika’s the one who doesn’t know how badly she affects her, but her mouth is currently preoccupied. “Yer boobs fit so perfectly in my mouth, it's like I was made to suck on ‘em…”
Ritsu groans at her comment. Mika doesn’t waste a second in diving back in, this time on her other nipple. She takes it into her mouth and carefully rolls it between her teeth, though they brush against her skin so faintly that it’s as if Mika’s afraid of hurting her. Ritsu doesn’t know how to tell her that would probably turn her on even more. She sighs at the thought and reaches behind Mika, her hands finding purchase on her waist once again. She drags them up and down her sides until she eventually makes her way down to groping her ass, which seems to invigorate Mika in her sucking.
Mika’s really putting on a show for her now. She’s lapping at Ritsu’s chest and giving it little kitten licks, and without stopping, she slowly looks up at Ritsu. The girl feels like she can die right then and there from the sight alone. Mika’s eyes are lidded, pools of amber and lapis lazuli clouded over with what can only be described as lust. Seeing that coupled with her mouth hanging open and drooling all over her tits is turning her on beyond belief, Ritsu thinks.
Suddenly, Mika pauses her motions, heavy breaths leaving her mouth instead. Ritsu’s about to question it until she feels something firmly rubbing against her thigh, rushed and needy. Her eyes widen as she realizes Mika’s grinding against her, feeling the hot friction between their jeans.
Mika looks just as startled at her own actions as she backs away, lips flying off of Ritsu’s skin. “Nnahh, sorry!” she says, her cheeks flushing red. “I didn’t mean to do that…”
Ritsu can’t stop a small giggle from leaving her mouth. Silly Mika, she has no problem kissing and licking her everywhere but this is what makes her embarrassed? So pathetically cute, Ritsu thinks, and she releases her shirt from her mouth to speak. “It’s okay,” she replies with a reassuring smile. “You can keep going, Mikarin, I want you to feel good.”
If it’s even possible, Mika’s face grows redder than it already was. Ritsu grins and gives her ass a squeeze to encourage her. There’s the shy little Mika she knows and loves. Her hands carefully move down to the back of Mika’s thighs, and she lets her fingertips softly graze the inner area.
“Let me take care of you…” Ritsu says, hot and breathy. The urge to eat Mika up comes back, and she hungrily looks down at her clothed crotch. “It’s not fair that you’ve been tasting me for so long, I wanna taste you too~”
Mika squeaks above her and tries to close her legs—well, as much as she could while she’s still straddling Ritsu. “Ritsu-kun…” she starts, but she doesn’t say anything else.
There’s a trace of hesitation in Mika’s voice, and Ritsu’s beginning to feel a bit concerned now. “What’s wrong?” she asks, tentatively removing her hands from her thighs. “Do you not want this?”
“No, no, I do!” Mika swears. “It's just that… I’ve never done anythin’ like this before,” she awkwardly says as she scratches at the back of her head.
Ah. Ritsu was scared she had said or done something wrong, but she should have figured this was the case. “It’s alright, I haven’t done this before either,” she confesses, hoping to calm the other down.
The information only seems to pique Mika’s curiosity, and she cocks her head to the side. “Ya haven’t?” she questions.
“I don’t know whether I should feel offended or flattered,” Ritsu jokes. “What, do you think I’m some kind of slut?”
“No, ‘course not!” Mika yelps as she shakes her head frantically. “I just thought that, yanno, it seemed like ya knew what to do. I thought ya had some kinda experience, at least more than me.” She nervously laughs.
Well, she’s probably right in that regard. Though Ritsu’s never gone any further than making out, she can tell that Mika’s even newer to this. A realization suddenly comes to her mind as she asks, “Does that mean I’m your first kiss?”
Mika looks down, an adorably sheepish smile gracing her lips. “Yeah…”
“That’s so cute,” Ritsu says playfully. The knowledge that she took Mika’s first kiss is only adding to her sentiments of possessiveness over the younger, and the feeling bubbles all over her. It’s only expected that Ritsu follows this with a little of her customary teasing. “Wow, my Mikarin went from so pure and innocent to drooling on my tits and grinding on me, who knew you were such a freak~?”
Mika shrieks and buries her face into Ritsu’s shoulder in an attempt to hide herself. “Don’t say it like that!” she wails. “Wahhh, I’m so embarrassed now…”
“Don’t be,” Ritsu says, patting her head. Though in secret, she loves seeing Mika like this and having an excuse for the other to lay on her. She hums in satisfaction before focusing her attention back to the situation at hand. “We don’t have to do anything else today. We can just lie here and cuddle.”
Mika peeks up at her with a hopeful look on her face. “Really?”
“Really,” Ritsu affirms.
That seems to make Mika relax, though she still looks like she has something on her mind. “I’m sorry to disappoint,” she mumbles. “I know ya wanted more, but… I dunno, I’m not sure if I could handle ya touchin’ me like that before preparin’ myself first. I might die, y’know,” she says with a giggle.
“You could never disappoint me,” Ritsu says fondly, and she doesn’t miss the way Mika gleams at her words. “But promise me you won’t go kissing anyone else. Just me.”
Mika nods. “Nnnh, just you.”
Ritsu smiles complacently and continues with her patting. “Good. But one day, I’m gonna eat you out and you’re gonna fucking love it.”
“Ritsuuuu!”