Magical Girl Overtime [Second Arc Complete!]

September 2024

***

With a swipe of their key card, the door to the high rise’s apartment opened. Momo was supporting Miyu, who gladly accepted her help, and assisted her walking through the living room. According to the doctors, she would not feel a hundred percent for a while longer. One week of recovery for every day she had been sedated and hooked up to the ventilator, they said, and she was on it for two days. She just wanted to sleep, but Momo insisted that she should shower and take a bath first, so the two of them slowly walked into the luxurious bathroom.

Momo was dutiful, slowly pulling off Miyu’s clothes and having her sit on a little stool before she grabbed the showerhead and sprayed her back with it.

“Is that temperature alright?” she asked in a quiet voice. The atmosphere between them was a little awkward since Momo stormed into the hospital room and made her love confession to the groggy Miyu. In a way, this was just something they knew deep down for ages, but one of them having said it out loud felt like it made things different on a fundamental level.

“It’s good. Thank you, Momo,” Miyu replied and closed her eyes, enjoying the warm water running over her skin. She felt Momo’s hands wander over her body, soaping it up, and while there was nothing sexual about the intent of her movement, the intimacy of the act still made Miyu’s temperature rise a little before she leaned against her partner, no, her girlfriend. The small caresses from her washing movement coalesced into a little bit of excitement, but it was over as quickly as it started. Momo washed the foamy soap off her body with the showerhead, then she moved on to wash her hair. Miyu closed her eyes as Momo massaged her scalp and reminisced. How their strange relationship started, and what they did to get to this point.

***

July 2021

***

“I’ll find a solution, don’t worry. For now, just keep the show going. We have costume designers and stylists under NDA recreating your Magical Girl looks. It’ll be alright, I promise, Miyu.”

Kosuke, the Celestial Sisters’ Manager, calmly reassured Miyu as she sat in the meeting room and stared at the desk in front of her.

Mentally, the Celestial Sisters weren’t in a good place at all. They lost their powers, and Seika lost her memories again. Miori tried to offer them support, but they could see that she was only half-heartedly in it while severely hurting on the inside, and it hurt even more to know that she would probably just lose her memories of the two in another year.

They were at an utter dead end. They were stuck playing pretend and doing idol concerts while questions were raised about the lack of Magical Girl activities.

Miyu let out a long sigh, but she nodded nonetheless, accepting Kosuke’s proposal for now. “Right. Thank you, Manager. For everything. I’m pretty sure every other agency would have just dropped us by now.”

He narrowed his eyes and got up, leaning over the table to look directly at her.

“You’re idols, but you were heroes first and foremost. You inspired countless children with your actions. What kind of person would I be if I dropped you the second you cease to be ‘useful’? We owe you both a debt.”

Miyu looked at Kosuke and a few tears welled up in her eyes. She sniffled quietly and quickly wiped them away before they could roll down her face. “Th-thanks… I’ll be off, then.”

“Good. Get some rest. You deserve it. And Momo, too. Where is she today, anyway?”

Miyu clenched her jaw at the mention of that name. She had a hunch, and she didn’t like it at all.

“I have an idea where she might be. I’ll go and try to stop her from doing anything stupid.”

Kosuke raised an eyebrow in confusion, but before he could say anything, Miyu had already left.

***

Miyu walked along the street, looking at her phone. Momo sent her a text an hour earlier that she got invited to a mixer, and she wanted Miyu to come along. Miyu declined, of course, but Momo simply went on her own. She was worried, so she decided to check out the location after all. It was an izakaya, one of the traditional ones offering some privacy with small rooms. She could already hear laughter and multiple men and women’s voices intermingling, Momo’s among them.

“Ehhh, really? You got to meet the band? That’s, like, so cool!”

Momo was half-heartedly flattering someone, Miyu could tell. She did that a lot whenever there was something she wanted to get out of someone, but there was something odd to the way she spoke. She was slurring her words more than usual.

She pushed the sliding door open, and her suspicions were confirmed.

The guys she was with had the looks of the typical pick-up artists who went around the train stations to talk to pretty women and convince them to go to these kinds of events with them. The follow-up usually involved alcohol, and when enough of it was flowing, it would go to a love hotel. There were some other women, too, who looked at her like they didn’t appreciate the intrusion.

Some women like these types of guys, I guess.

The man next to Momo had bleached hair and tanned skin, with a gaudy golden chain hanging in his ridiculously far unbuttoned shirt. Momo was sipping on a drink, and Miyu could tell that it was alcoholic despite her being only eighteen, while the blonde man’s hand went down her top and groped one of her breasts. As Miyu saw this, her vision turned red with rage.

“Ahhh, Miyu-pyon! We were, like, gonna go somewhere after this. Wanna come with me? It’ll be fun!” Momo shouted and waved at her, but Miyu didn’t react to her words. She grabbed Momo by the wrist and pulled her to her side, making the girl spill her drink on the guy’s lap.

“What the hell?! Who are you?” he asked angrily.

Miyu didn’t respond, instead she grabbed a still half-full highball and tossed it into his face.

“Getting a minor drunk to take advantage of her?! I should call the police!”

“Oh now you’ve done it, bitch!” the guy shouted and got up. Before Miyu could react, he slapped her across the face, and she could hear one of the girls scream. Before she could even unblur her vision to retaliate, she heard Momo shout at him.

“No one touches Miyu-pyon!”

Even in her drunk state she was completely protective of her partner and Miyu heard a loud, pained groan escape the man’s mouth as he was punched, before Momo grabbed her wrist and the two ran outside into the streets.

***

“What were you thinking?! I know we are at rock bottom right now, but getting filled up by shady guys at a mixer? They looked like they were going to… ugh, forget it!” Miyu rubbed her aching cheek and sent an anonymous tip to the police online on her phone before she faced Momo with an angry face. The two made it back home safely, and Miyu confronted her partner in the living room. The girl looked embarrassed but met her gaze stubbornly.

“So what? It’s not, like, it concerns ya, Miyu-pyon.”

“Of course it concerns me! You’re my partner and I do care about your well-being!” She blew air through her nose before she ruffled her own hair.

“Damn it! What’s the purpose of all that? Are you trying to destroy yourself? Are you that angry about our situation that you just stopped caring?”

Momo looked to the side and grimaced, then she looked back into Miyu’s eyes.

“Fine, I’ll tell ya. I thought, maybe, like, getting my brains fucked out and put in my place like the stupid bitch I am, would let me forget about all this shit with Lethe and how we’re completely powerless. Maybe getting fucked would let me enjoy the moment a little.”

Miyu’s eyes twitched as she heard those words, then tears welled up in them as she clenched her fists by her sides. When the two of them started out, they didn’t get along all that well, but now, seeing Momo attempt to go down some path of hedonistic self-destruction broke Miyu’s heart.

“And you don’t care about who you do it with? Does it mean that little to you?”

“Nope! I’d do it with anyone at this point.” Momo showed her a pained grin, before her eyes went wide as Miyu simply stepped closer and pushed her back, and as she fell over, pinned her down on the couch.

“Alright, fine. If you want to be fucked that badly to distract yourself, I’m going to do it. You don’t care after all, do you?”

The two sat awkwardly on Miyu’s bed, next to each other and wearing only their underwear. Miyu had a big mouth and made her declaration easily, and in the heat of the moment, it made sense to her: if she took the role of Momo’s stress relief, she would keep her safe from any pick-up artists and other scumbags. The issue was, she didn’t have sexual experience with another person, and neither did Momo, despite what she attempted to do today.

They had gathered their sex toys for what was to come. Both had a standard vibrator in their nightstand. They were young, healthy women after all, no matter how ‘pure’ their idol image was, and Miyu even had a ‘magic wand’ and a vibrator egg. Momo, however, surprised her a little as she brought out a pearl string-shaped anal toy with a vibration function. It was never used, but she bought it because she was curious about anal, or so she claimed.

Miyu’s face heated up and she could see Momo blush as well, who cleared her throat and stared at the ceiling.

“So, uh, should we, like, have ground rules?” Momo started.

“Like what?”

“Y’know, stuff we won’t do no matter what.”

Miyu sighed and thought it over a moment before she answered. “No kissing. That’s for couples.”

Momo looked a little disappointed and stared at the wall in front of her, then she nodded.

“Safe word?” she asked now, and Miyu raised a brow.

“Where did you learn about…? Ugh… let’s pick ‘Enchantress’.”

Hearing the name of that woman would get her out of any kind of sexual mood, perfect for a word that signaled for them to stop whatever they were doing.

“Alright… another question then… uhm…” Momo squirmed in place, looking for the words before she picked simple ones. “Who tops?”

Miyu blinked. “Come again?”

“Who’s gonna be doin’ the work? I’m kind of in the mood for both. Y’know, receiving and giving.” Momo grinned awkwardly.

Miyu never thought about that before. She let both scenarios go through her mind and found them equally appealing.

“…Wait… damn. I can’t decide.”

Another awkward silence followed, then Momo suddenly snapped her fingers. “Ahh! I know.” The sudden outburst of noise made Miyu flinch.

“What? What’s gotten into you?”

“I know how we can decide!” she declared, pointing a finger directly at Miyu. “We do it like our old powers. The ‘attacker’ is the top.”

Miyu didn’t like the reminder about their powers that were stolen all that much, but she had to admit that it was a good idea if they were indecisive.

“So right now that means…”

Miyu looked out of the window. It was pitch-black outside.

“Ah…”

Before she could even form her next sentence, Momo was already all over her.

***

Momo embraced her from behind as both were lying on the side, and Miyu moaned as she felt her partner’s hands cupping her breasts. Momo had groped her before, as a joke and typical gal-pal bonding in the locker room, as she called it (and Miyu told her she watched too much anime), but she never touched her with this much intent before. Her fingers were digging into the soft flesh of Miyu’s breasts, while she felt Momo’s soft mounds on her back. Her breath came a little heavier as she felt her partner’s lips on her neck, placing kisses here and there.

“Hey… I said no… nh…”

“It should be fine as long as it’s not, like, on the lips, right?” Momo countered, and Miyu didn’t object. She relaxed and let out quiet, pleasured noises whenever Momo’s lips and tongue caressed her skin. Her partner withdrew her hands from Miyu’s breasts for a moment to unclasp her bra, releasing it.

“I never got why you like them so much… you have your own ones.” Miyu said between heavy breaths.

“Oh Miyu-pyon, you’re silly!” Momo said with a giggle as she grabbed her breasts again. This time her index fingers circled her nipples and Miyu let out a little whimper as a tingle filled her breasts and core.

“Having my own is nice and all but touching another girl’s breasts is still exciting!”

She gently pinched Miyu’s nipples and tugged on them, while her hot breath hit Miyu in the nape.

“But having my own ones means I got to practice making them feel good…”

Miyu closed her eyes and swallowed heavily, nodding.

“I… can feel that…” she responded, and could see Momo’s self-satisfied grin in front of her mind’s eye as the girl continued. One of her hands let up, sliding down Miyu’s stomach, gently trailing the skin as she continued to massage Miyu’s breast. Every little touch by her partner sent a shiver down Miyu’s spine and before long that tingle spread from her pubic mound, where Momo caressed her cleanly shaven skin, with her fingers easily sliding under her panties.

“Mhh… kept yerself clean, like you wanted to sleep with someone,” Momo whispered quietly.

“Idiot… you know that some of the photoshoots have very low riding pants and skirts…” Miyu managed to answer, but she bit her lower lip as more arousal shot through her body from Miyu brushing a finger against her clit.

“Alright, maybe I wanted to be pretty if someone sees me like this…”

Momo chuckled and continued, circling Miyu’s clit with a finger continuously.

“I think you’re very pretty, Miyu-pyon.”

“Nh… flatter your future girlfriend, not me…”

“Why a girlfriend?”

“Because…” Miyu was a little stumped. She couldn’t really say why that was her assumption. The next thing leaving her mouth was a moan as Momo slid her hand around in her panties and started to finger her from behind, with her palm pushing against the lower parts of her butt.

“You have very pretty moans,” Momo teased her and Miyu bit her lower lip, trying to keep them in. Right now, she was Momo’s stress relief, she reminded herself. She was letting her have her way with her so she could get her mind off their troubles and so she wouldn’t do it in a self-destructive way. That was all this was.

And yet, Miyu let out another loud moan as Momo bent her fingers in an unexpected way, teasing her sensitive vaginal walls. As her partner straightened her fingers out again and pumped them rhythmically into her, causing her wetness to run over Momo’s fingers and drip on Miyu’s thigh, she had to admit that she loved this. She wanted more. She wanted Momo to have her way with her, and she wanted to have her way with Momo.

She signaled her new, full willingness by spreading her legs a bit further, and communicated her acceptance by moaning louder.

“Good girl,” she heard Momo whisper in her ear before she bit Miyu’s shoulder, gently, leaving small indents in her skin. Her words, her fingers, her bites and nibbles all ran together, and Miyu rolled her eyes backwards. She lost herself, her muscles tensed, and her mouth was stuck in an o-shape as she experienced her first orgasm from intimacy with another person. It was a quiet one, without any excessive moans from her side, and she trembled a little as it finished.

“Already done? Aww…” Momo pouted next to her, pulling her slick fingers to her mouth and licking them clean.

“I… nh… can do more.”

“A-hah! You’re really a good girl, Miyu-pyon.”

Momo licked her lips, and for an instant, Miyu saw in her a hungry predator eyeing its prey.

***

Miyu was on her knees on the bed and bent over, with her tied wrists and her head resting on the pillow. They didn’t have actual bondage equipment, so Miyu took pillowcases and tied them around Miyu’s wrists, and as a blindfold around her head as well. Miyu’s butt was openly visible to Momo, and the latter gleefully sorted through their modest collection of sex toys.

“It, like, kinda gets me hot to think about you using this to make yerself cum, Miyu-pyon,” Momo mumbled, and with a click she could hear from the following buzzing that her partner was holding her rabbit vibrator.

“Hehe, look at it wiggle! I have the same one.”

“Nh, stop messing around and do me already…” Miyu complained and only heard Momo’s chuckle as response. There was an awfully long period of quiet, save for the buzzing of the vibrator. Miyu heard it wandering around, and annoyingly enough, it didn’t get anywhere near her crotch. She felt it on her upper arm first, then Momo dragged it over her shoulder and down her spine. Miyu let out a quiet mewl in response while rubbing her thighs together as Momo’s strange kind of play got her incredibly aroused. She felt a trickle, a single drop, leave her wet pussy and run down her thigh as her breath became heavier, then she moaned as Momo pushed the tip of the vibrator against her nipple.

“You want it?” Momo asked in a sensual, low voice against Miyu’s ear, who shivered in response.

“I want it… put it inside me… please,” Miyu begged her, and Momo clicked her tongue. The vibrator was taken away from Miyu’s nipple, and she was back to seeing and feeling nothing, save for the increasing wetness in her crotch running down her thighs.

Then she felt a sudden source of stimulation. Momo pushed the tip of the vibrator against her wet entrance and Miyu let out a moan, pushing her butt in the direction the stimulation was coming from.

But just as she did that, Momo pulled the vibrator away. Miyu whimpered and a few agonizing seconds later, the stimulation was back. Momo pushed the tip a little deeper into her, but then she pulled it out, moving it downwards so that the vibrating tip would touch her clit.

“Momo-pi…! Please!” Miyu mewled now, and she felt her partner run her fingers over her sides, kissing her back.

“You want me? Ask me properly…”

Miyu shivered. This playfully sadistic nature was a completely new side to Momo that she was so far unaware of. It excited her, but it was also very frustrating how much her partner enjoyed toying with her.

“Fuck me, Momo-pi. Shove that vibrator into my cunt and fuck me with it… please.”

“Ohohoho! Ya are needy, Miyu-pyon! Never knew ya could be this slutty.”

Miyu felt her face heat up in embarrassment after that arousal-fueled outburst, then she let out a loud moan as that vibrator finally entered her completely. The rabbit-ear shaped extensions that protruded from its shaft neatly hugged her clit and stimulated it, while the vibrating and swaying tip massaged the inside of her pussy. Miyu let out a rather undignified groan and shivered, surrendering herself entirely to Momo’s ministrations.

Momo didn’t waste much time. As she moved the vibrator back and forth, she kissed Miyu’s neck again, then she guided her to lie down entirely, only with her butt raised a little bit. Miyu shivered, mewled and moaned while Momo pushed the vibrating toy deep inside her. Before long Miyu was taken in a steady rhythm. She already climaxed a little as she felt the tip push into her g-spot, and her juices soaked the bed sheet under her, while her eyes were unfocused under her blindfold. She even drooled a little from the corner of her mouth as she gave herself to Momo’s sexual hunger, twitching a little bit in response to her continuing thrusts.

“Ahaha, don’t tell me yer already checkin’ out, Miyu-pyon! Remember, ya can use the safe word when yer done.”

Miyu shook her head and thrust her butt towards the vibrator, curling her toes as bliss filled her mind. She possessed a certain stubbornness, to which she clung right now, and showed Momo that she was definitely not ‘checking out’, by adapting to her partner’s rhythm. Her eyes glazed over whenever Momo pushed the tip of the toy into her most sensitive spots, but she held on. She even gyrated her hips a little, giving the other gyaru a seductive little show while she rhythmically moved Miyu’s toy inside her. Momo on the other hand made sure to thrust a little faster every other minute. She made sure to push the toy as deep as it would go, with its little rabbit ears stimulating Miyu’s clit directly, and Miyu would mewl and shiver in return, squirming on the bed. Suddenly, Momo climbed on top of her, and Miyu could feel her large chest push against her back.

“Hey, Miyu-pyon,” Momo suddenly said in a serious tone. The toy, abandoned, still happily buzzed inside Miyu but was slowly sliding out of her.

“Nh… ha… nh… what?” Miyu had to focus to be able to respond.

“Thank you.”

Those words rang through Miyu’s head, and she came a little as she tried to contemplate what Momo meant. Her back arched against her partner’s body, who wrapped an arm around Miyu and put a hand on her cheek.

“If it weren’t for you, some guys would, like, take turns on me right now. And I think that wouldn’t be as much fun as this. I’m happy that we get to do this together.”

Miyu didn’t know why, but those words and Momo’s gentle hands caressing her body flipped a switch inside her. She suddenly came hard, even with the less intense pleasure from the sex toy. Momo smirked and gave her a kiss on the shoulder before she slid off her again to resume her stimulation.

Miyu didn’t complain, Miyu didn’t use the safe word. She simply enjoyed being Momo’s little stress relief, for at least five more orgasms…

***

“That wash… amashing…” Miyu mumbled. She was still lying in her receiving position, while the sheets and maybe even mattress were in dire need of changing now after she wet the entire place with her girlcum. Momo rummaged through their toys and did something that Miyu couldn’t see.

“I, uhm… I want to try this one. Please immediately use your safe word if it’s too much,” Momo announced sheepishly.

“Nh…?” Miyu asked but prepared herself. She gasped as she felt a cold, slippery liquid poured on her anus.

“Huh? Wait, Momo, are you…?”

She gritted her teeth next. An object was pushed against her tight hole and threatened to enter her.

“Ow, ow… no, Momo! Enchantress!”

***

Momo reacted immediately and took all the proper steps, as far as Miyu was aware. She stopped trying to penetrate her ass with the anal vibrator, she untied her, she removed the blindfold, and she brought her some water, looking at her apologetically.

“You reacted properly to the safe word, so… stop looking so guilty.” Miyu said to her with a gentle smile. She wiped some sweat off her brow and stretched a little.

“But… wow. Other than the attempted anal, this was… wow.”

“Ehehe… should we, uhm… do it again?” Momo asked with a small, embarrassed grin.

“Hm… next time during the day.” Miyu announced with a smirk. “I’m going to top next.”

Momo nodded in response, turning the anal vibrator in her hands.

“Uhm, with proper preparation, can we maybe…?”

Miyu furrowed her brow and answered before Momo could finish her question.

“I don’t know, Momo. I don’t think I’ll ever be into anal.”

May 2022

***

Or so Miyu claimed. These past months, the couple of idols tried all sorts of things in their now shared bedroom, out of sight of their adoring fans. Their life was looking up again, at least a little bit, as they now had access to magic artifacts which allowed them to ‘fake’ having magic powers. All thanks to their manager, Kosuke, and a woman who they assumed to be their enemy up until now. They still hadn’t found a way to deal with Lethe, but their contact from another world promised them some results in the coming years.

But that wasn’t important right now. The one who was important was Momo, who was ass-up face-down on the bed in front of Miyu. Her hands were tied behind her back with cuffs, and she wore a penis gag, which filled her entire mouth, rendering her unable to speak. Her sight was taken by a blindfold, serving to intensify the pleasure she was currently feeling from a vibrator, locked into her pussy with a harness. Miyu wore a strap-on, shaped like a chain of beads that increased in size further towards her hips, and she generously lubricated it. On the inside of the harness, it locked a vibrator into Miyu so she could feel feedback from her own thrusts.

“What a lost cause you are, Momo-pi. We have a concert in two hours, but no… you need to get fucked in the ass before we go on stage, isn’t that right?” Her question was answered by a few muffled noises. The penis gag prevented any kind of coherent sound to escape the idol’s mouth, and Miyu knew that Momo was living her best life, no matter how much Miyu insulted her, no matter how hard she took her. As long as she didn’t violently shake her head and let out a pre-agreed upon sequence of ‘mhh-mhh’s, she was fully consenting to everything Miyu did to her. It was a give and take, with Momo being a submissive during the day and a Dominant at night, and Miyu being the opposite.

“It’s kind of funny, that you’re such a little anal slut, Momo…” Miyu now started to monologue as she placed the first bead of her strap-on against Momo’s tight ass.

“Your name is peach, and peaches look like butts. Your name fits you perfectly.”

Miyu pushed the first bead of the anal strap-on into Momo’s ass, and her reward was a muffled moan, accompanied by creaking leather as the idol strained against her cuffs. Miyu kept going, bead by bead, leaning over Momo and whispering into her ear.

“You’re such a naughty, perverted little bitch, you know that? Making me do this before a concert. Part of me wants to fuck you so hard that you’ll have trouble doing your dance routine, but unlike you, who leaves bite marks and hickeys on me before concerts, I’m a responsible adult and don’t compromise our idol career just because I’m horny.”

There were muffled complaints from Momo, who squirmed in her bondage as Miyu sunk deep into her ass and came to a stop. Maybe she wanted to retort, or deny some of the accusations, but it didn’t matter. Right now, she was utterly at Miyu’s mercy and they both enjoyed every second of it. Miyu thrust her hips, sliding the beads in and out of Momo’s tight hole as she looked down at her.

“That’s right. Moan for me, Momo. Let me know that you’re a little pervert who gets off on being wrapped like a Christmas present and fucked in her ass.”

This time the muffled moans sounded like an affirmation. Miyu leaned backwards, sitting on her shins and lifting her hips a little. Supporting herself with her arms she thrust her hips upwards, penetrating Momo over and over. She now allowed herself to indulge a little, enjoying the vibrator lodged into her pussy on the inside of her strap-on harness. Their bodies moved in nearly synchronized pleasure, with Miyu lifting one of her hands to her breasts, kneading it and playing with her nipple until finally, she saw Momo’s body twitch and bend as she climaxed. Drool dripped from the penis gag’s breathing hole and her body shook, but Miyu continued to thrust into her. She was going to make herself cum next. She earned it for pleasuring Momo, and Momo had no right to object to it, not like she wanted to. “You said you don’t care who fucks your brains out, but look at you… I bet I’m the only one who can get you off at this point.”

More muffled moaning, like Momo tried to agree or disagree, but her brain was too mushy to vocalize either of those options right now.

“Did you see the… nh… doujin they announced for this Comiket?” She suddenly asked, making small talk filled with little moans, even though Momo couldn’t respond. A muffled sound came back. It sounded like no, somehow.

Miyu thrust a little faster, at a different angle meant to stimulate herself just right so she could drive herself towards getting off, then she continued.

“Looks like they’re drawing one of Minerva-paisen fucking us,” she remarked with a little laugh that merged into her next moan. Momo’s noises in the meantime were akin to an ‘Eh?’.

“Did you ever think about doing it with her?” Miyu prodded her while she kept moving her hips. She watched the thin beads of the anal dildo stretch Momo a little before her ass closed tightly around the recess, only to repeat the process with the next, thicker bead.

Momo couldn’t really answer her, she was too busy moaning, but she shook her head.

“You’re right… nh… she’s kind of like family to me. I love her, but not like that… still… ah! I’m sure she’ll love that doujin.”

This time the answer was a little giggle from Momo and Miyu sped up. She felt herself getting closer, and judging by her reactions, Momo was, too. Their bodies moved in synchronized pleasure, with Miyu and Momo both letting their voices echo through the bedroom. An electrifying feeling of pleasure flooded Miyu’s senses, and she achieved a simultaneous orgasm with her partner.

***

“Ah… ahaha… thankyouverymuch…” Momo mumbled after the penis gag was removed from her mouth. Miyu put all their toys aside to be cleaned later, before she ran a hand through her hair and breathed heavily. She untied Momo entirely, loosening the harness which kept the still buzzing vibrator locked in her pussy, pulling it out and turning it off. Momo sat up and stretched her arms, while Miyu provided her with a drink before she hugged her and gently caressed her for aftercare.

“Mhh… ‘I don’t think I’m ever gonna be into anal’ she said back then, hahaha!” Momo mocked Miyu as she took a little sip from the provided water, then she leaned against her.

“Well, what can I say… your butt is very tempting … I couldn’t resist for long. And I have to take what I give, you know?” Miyu brushed her off, but she couldn’t quite hide a grin.

“Err, how long do we have?” Momo suddenly asked.

Miyu blinked and checked her phone’s timer.

“Uh-oh. We better cover our hair and get a quick shower, Kosuke’s gonna be here in fifteen minutes.”

“What?! Oh, crap!”

September 2024

***

“Is the water, like, too hot, Miyu-pyon?” Momo asked with some concern. They both sat in their large bathtub, with Miyu leaning against Momo, whose breasts provided soft pillows for her to rest her head.

“Mh…? No, why?” Miyu opened her eyes and looked up at her concerned girlfriend.

“You got all red.” Momo responded with a raised eyebrow.

“Ah… I was just… remembering some things we did.” Miyu responded with a little laugh. “And regarding that… we need to redo our agreement.”

“Mh? Whaddaya mean?”

Miyu pulled herself up and turned until she could face Momo. She looked her in the eyes, smiling before she leaned in and sealed her lips with a kiss. Momo’s eyes widened and she didn’t resist, instead wrapping an arm around her, keeping her close for as long as she could.

As they separated again, Miyu breathed heavily and looked at Momo, caressing her cheek.

“We’re a couple now. So, we can kiss. I love you, Momo.”

Momo looked at her teary-eyed and hugged Miyu hard. She planted multiple kisses on Miyu’s face, some of them tracing the horizontal line of the scar Lethe gave her for defending Momo.

“I love ya, too… I already said it, but… I have to say it a million more times to make up for us never saying it while we…”

“I know,” Miyu leaned her head against Momo’s shoulder. “However, I have one more thing that I want to say.”

Momo nodded and looked at Miyu from the corner of her eyes, waiting for what she had to say. A small smile creeped up on Miyu’s expression.

“I want us to keep having crazy sex like in the past three years. I want you to have all of me… and I want to have all of you.”

“Oh, Miyu-pyon… did ya really think I’d want to settle for boring lovey-dovey sex?” was Momo’s response, and Miyu could only smirk.