NSFW CMO

[misheard]

Call out one of my characters with a starter, or a prompt, or a 'look idk how but I want these two to bang' and we will Do A Thread.

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[mopocalypse]

[Blushhh. Skeleton hand panties get tossed with the rest. She hesitates.]

Um, I kinda forgot to ask what you actually wanted to do.

[chasescenes]

Well... I don't think there's that many options...

...I could eat you out?

[It would be a thing that would be better than their hands probably??]

[mopocalypse]

[That was a very undignified noise. Haruka takes a deep breath and laughs nervously, then gets off of Yonaka.]

Uh, ahaha. ...Yeah. Okay. I can do that.

[chasescenes]

[Okay. Yonaka can do that too. She swallows, and rearranges herself so that she's propped up on her elbows and facing Haruka.

That sure is a vagina. She spreads her out a little with her thumbs, and then...

Liiick.]

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka tenses up right away; her arms buckle and her fingers grip the bedsheets tightly. It takes a few breaths to get her heart rate down again.]

Y-Yonacchi. [Pause; wait, did she have anything to actually say?] Uh. Yeah, k-keep doing that.

[chasescenes]

[Is that a good reaction? Yonaka hopes so, and she hopes Haruka wouldn't tell her to keep going if it wasn't something she liked.

She gives a few softer licks, from top to bottom and then back again.]

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka's breathing is audible and she rises and falls with it. Carefully, she releases the sheets with one hand and puts too much effort into having the presence of mind to move it over to stroke Yonaka's hair while she's doing this.]

[chasescenes]

[Haruka petting Yonaka's hair is nice, and she likes the way Haruka's breath catches. This is fine.

Yonaka licks her a little more strongly, then flicks her tongue over her clit once.]

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka gives a strangled noise in response that's probably meant in approval. Her hand finds its way into Yonaka's hair instead of just patting her.]

Y-- ehe, you're good at this.

[chasescenes]

[Yonaka smiles against her skin.]

You think so?

[She rubs at Haruka while she talks.]

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka's only response is a moan and pushing back. She's not even going to try and say anything, thinking of a reply is too hard.]

[chasescenes]

[That's fair. Yonaka returns to licking, a little more intensely than she had before.]

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka's hand hooks in Yonaka's hair and the other grips the bedsheets tightly. She gets a little louder now, barely restrained.]

[chasescenes]

[Those are good noises to hear. Yonaka's going to spell 'HARUKA IS CUTE' with her tongue now.]

[mopocalypse]

[She's not gonna make it the whole way, luckily for any risk of spraining her tongue, because soon enough Haruka cries out when a shock runs through her. Haruka flips backwards onto the bed and stares at the ceiling to collect herself, face bright red.]

[chasescenes]

[Yonaka sits up and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. She can't help but grin.]

How's that?

[mopocalypse]

Wehhhhnnnnnn.

[That's not a word. Haruka shakes her head to come back to reality and gets back up.]

Yonacchi, that's not fair, I'm not gonna be near that good for you.

[chasescenes]

Sorry not sorry. It's okay if you're not good at it the first time, I already told you.

[She's just happy Haruka wants to.]

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka touches her own blushing face and gives a nervous laugh.]

Yahaha. If you're sure, Yonacchi.

[chasescenes]

Completely and totally sure.

[Haruka's even more cute when she's blushing.]

[mopocalypse]

[With that, she breathes in and leans forward, getting on her arms and knees again. Her hands go to Yonaka's legs and pushes them gently apart.]

[chasescenes]

[Haruka is between her legs.

Yonaka covers her face with one hand to try and hide her blush. Even if this is nice, it's still a little embarrassing...]

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka cautiously spreads Yonaka open and slowly licks her to start with, like Yonaka had to her. As Haruka's head moves, her side ponytails brush and swish against Yonaka's thigh.]

[chasescenes]

[Yonaka can't help but giggle when Haruka's ponytails brush against her. She shouldn't, but...]

Your hair's tickling me.

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka laughs at that. With a bit more confidence, she licks more quickly and glances up.]