@BAlSEMOI hahaha, ๐ค๐๐ข๐ฎ๐๐ค๐โ! your girlfriend tells you to kiss her and your lips land on her dick? you really are the skank around the office, arenโt you? โก
( naturally, Yukari got a handful of red hair, gently guiding Mitsuru just a ๐ญ๐ช๐ช๐ช๐ช๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ further down. )
awwโฆ โก
@BAlSEMOI ( the bulge beneath her skirt visibly throbbed, almost in time with Mitsuruโs shaky breaths, as if calling out for its sheath.
but Yukari would not, no, could not give it what it desired. not until this dance reached its crescendo. )
come give me a kiss.
@BAlSEMOI are you seriously getting off on this already..? you are so disgustingโฆ
( she pulled away, taking a seat in Mitsuruโs chair and rolling back towards the wall, dropping the collar to the floor as she went. )
whereโs that Kirijo etiquette you keep saying ๐ should learn?
@BAlSEMOI ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ, you always do this! first itโs `Yukari, no, I donโt have time at the office!โ and then itโs `slow down, slow down!โ
( she thrust forward again. )
which is it, huh?
( again. )
huh?
( again. )
๐ข๐ฏ๐ด๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ช๐ญ๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ๐ด!
@BAlSEMOI not that Iโd ever want an office job, but ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ am I jealous of all the lame asses you hire for getting to see ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ass all dayโฆ
( Yukari continued to mess around, her humping growing more fervent, an obvious tent beginning to make itself known beneath her skirt. )
@BAlSEMOI youโre ๐๐ right, Mitsuru! I ๐ผ๐ so nice! ๐
( Yukari was like a greedy child, her hands never leaving the redheadโs body for long as she continued to roam and grope across it. )
honestly (SMACK), Iโm kind of likeโฆ the paragon of kindnessโฆ
@BAlSEMOI relaaax! Iโve seen enough shows to know you need to be a little ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ to get all the ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ด out!
( pulling the sad excuse for modesty aside, Yukari gave Mitsuruโs ass a hearty slap as if to knock before pushing the plug in and watching it disappear between her cheeks. )
@BAlSEMOI huh? yeah, Iโll call Kikuno or whatever, just calm downโฆ
( taking the plug into her mouth, Yukari methodically lubed it up with her saliva, yanking Mitsuruโs skirt up so hard her heels clicked upon landing back on the ground. )
okay, Iโm gonna need you to relax for a secondโฆ
@BAlSEMOI ( reluctantly, Yukari removed a hand from Mitsuruโs hips, digging around in the drawer before it returned with a buttplug between her fingers and a collar dangling off her wrist like some gaudy bangle. )
huh? yeah, sure, I can take you homeโฆ
@BAlSEMOI the same delusion that had you trying to say no to me earlier, probablyโฆ
( gripping Mitsuru close, the two made their way to behind the desk, bending the redhead over it without a care for the monitors clattering to the floor. )
open the drawer if you wouldnโt mind. ๐
@BAlSEMOI I donโt want to hear that when I made sure you tried them on, Mitsuru! ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช said they were fine!
( while they fought, Yukari began pulling Mitsuruโs blouse apart, buttons coming undone like they were a zipper instead. )
seriously, do you even ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ how big you are?
@BAlSEMOI yet you canโt tell me your actual clothing sizes..? hmmโฆ
( her hands moved up, hefting Mitsuruโs ๐ช๐๐๐๐ง๐จ momentarily before letting them return to their sag. still fully clothed, Yukari began to absentmindedly hump the redheadโs rear. )
boing, boing, boingโฆ
@BAlSEMOI okay, well, that was before and weโre here now soโฆ how would I know if you had changed your mind?
( Yukari had lost count of how many times that particular line had left her mouth, but she was going to keep using it until Mitsuru put a stop to it. )
like, you canโt blame meโฆ
@BAlSEMOI please? please what, Mitsuru..?
( you could almost hear the grin on her face, hands roaming over every swell and curve within their reach. a pinch here, a grope there โ it was all good fun for her. )
youโre normally so eloquentโฆ whatโs got you all bothered like this?
@BAlSEMOI you called me for lunch! thereโs no way I got here too late unless you clocked out without waiting for me!
( Yukari leaned in close, her comparatively modest chest pressed tight to Mitsuruโs back so she could whisper in her ear. )
thereโs at least some time for dessertโฆ
@BAlSEMOI I donโt mean to make you feel badโฆ besides, you donโt have to worry about being embarrassed around me! itโs our little secret.
( almost like a magnet, Yukari followed, her hips pressed flush against Mitsuruโs plush posterior. )
letโs lift those spirits, am I right? โจ
@BAlSEMOI exactly, so who are you trying to impress? itโs not your precious kouhai that said it in the first place, is it?
( she fluttered her lashes teasingly, turning up the ironic charm before her eyes went wide at the POP. )
woah! warn a girl youโve got live rounds in here!
@BAlSEMOI really, Mitsuru? `language?โ weโve both heard worse from Junpei and you know it.
( Yukari jammed her finger in deep, turning it on a swivel like she was trying to start a fire. )
you tell me! Iโm not the one blushing and tripping over herself here!
@BAlSEMOI heaven forbid you tell me your actual size instead of making me buy myself more work.
( not that she actually cared, given how fond she was of seeing the redheadโs assets struggle into place. poke. poke. )
if I didnโt know any better, Iโd say you get off on this freak shit!
@BAlSEMOI ugh, if itโs such an annoyance for you, maybe you should just change in your office alone without my help getting into such a cute look. ๐
( stepping closer, Yukari prod at Mitsuruโs chest, finger sinking deep in that titflesh. )