Hiruru Chinayamo, a school of sorts, a hotel in the eyes of most students, being a boarding school. Only a few chosen come here, through tricks and robbery, or through having been rich in the first place. The dormitories were first class rated, and the furnishings, pulchritudinous. Other admirable sections may have been the main halls, the kitchens, the bathrooms may have been inconspicuous as well. Apart from the stain-ridden walls.
"Nina-chan!!"
Her voice squealed, like a high pitch, in anxiety and a little pain. A girl placed a finger to her lips.
"Shhhh. What if someone walks in?" She covered her mouth in fright.
Nina pushed her a little further into the back of the lavatory, removed her hand, interlocked them, and kissed her some more. "Won't you touch me too, Toka-san?" Nina asked.
Nina put her hand on Toka's hips but moved it no further. She edged up closer on the seat of her half-drawn skirt and kissed her again.
"I-I can't. Don't, know what to. . .Doooo! Nina-chan! Stoooop!"
She cried, and she did. She directed Toka's fingers to her chest, placing it on her nipples.
"Touch me here, where my heart is." Toka's fingers retracted quickly at the touch, then gave in and let them stay, unmoving. Nina smiled. "And, I'll touch you here, where your pride is. . ."
Nina slid her fingers from Toka's hips and slid them below, entrancing Toka's body. She squirmed.
"Nina-chaaaan!!" Her moaning kept her mouth open, and drool escaped it. "Nina-chan!" Her tears bottled up in her eyes, but they refused to fall.
"Yes?" Nina asked, moving her fingers wherever they wished to go, wherever they made Toka moan. Toka kept saying her name, each time, her voice faded a little.
"Nina-chan. Nina-chan. Nina-chaaaan. -Chan. Nina. I'm going to burst." She panted, and sweated a little.
Nina pushed her elbow further, tucking in another finger inside her, a little heat escaped their body.
"So. . .!So. . .!I'm going to. . .!"
The door to the bathroom burst open and someone walked in boldly, her glasses gleaming and an irritated expression.
"Okay, what is. . .!!!" Just then, Toka let out an agonizing scream, and the liquid rushed from her body freely. The girl at the door covered her mouth and slammed the door, shouting something at the other side.
"Come to the office when you're done. Clean up and come NOW!!!"
Without a sigh or a care in the world, Nina turned back to her partner. After all, she didn't get to be pleasured yet.
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"Do you not feel shame? Don't you think that you should feel some remorse for your actions?!"
Nina and Toka stood in the office, Toka hanging her head in shame while keeping her hand in Nina's. Nina tilted her head to the side. The principal eyed the hand link.
"Let go." She said simply yet firmly. Nina gripped tighter and Toka shivered.
"We should just. . ."
"No." Nina stopped Toka from talking. But that was all she said. The principal rested her head onto her hands.
"I see. So are you defying my instructions?"
"I'm not defying anything." Nina said simply, and without fear or anger. "I love Toka." Toka gripped tighter at her name and the word love. "So I'll keep holding her hand, and I'll keep f***ing with her. So please, leave us be. Besides, I won't impregnate her if that's where your worry lies."
"Nina Tsumiboto, I am expelling you from this school." Toka gasped but Nina kept smiling. "The teachers and board members are already under pressure with the constant rise of delinquents we're getting. We don't need a. . ." She gazed Nina up and down. "A harlot to deal with as well."
"Ma'am?" Toka raised her hand to speak.
"Yes, what is it?"
"Do I get expelled too?"
"That's your choice. Do you wish to follow up on the habit of your. . . Partner?"
"I. . ." She sighed then let her hand slip from Nina's. This time, Nina was surprised. "I don't." Toka looked away, afraid of the face Nina was giving her.
"Okay then, if your actions change, I'll let you stay. But you on the other hand." Her gaze and harsh tone was directed at Nina. "I'll need to see your parents tommorow." Nina bowed slightly and left.
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Loud footsteps were heard in the hallway as Toka chased after Nina.
"Wait!!" She cried. Nina stopped, after the tenth sound of her name. Toka stopped behind her, panting. She stood up and placed her hands on Nina's shoulder. "Nina-san, look at me." Nina looked around and like sweat, a bead of tear ran off her face. "You're crying?"
She wiped it away.
"Toka-san. Why?" Toka clutched her skirt. They'd only been friends for a short while. She was nice, Nina was a bit bossy. She didn't know it would hurt her this much.
"I. . .I."
"Toka Akaza. You're presence is requested in the office. The president would like you to give us the number and address of your parents." The vice president said.
"What? Why now? Can't you see. . .?" Tears were beginning to form. She never took Nina as sentimental. Maybe she did love her. Truly.
"Just kidding." Nina said. Toka looked up. "I don't have feelings for you, Toka-san. But, the bathroom was fun." A small gasped escaped Toka's lips, then she turned and walked away, her head hung in shame. Nina put her hands into her pocket and walked away.
'Love is for the weak.'
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She walked lightly, soundlessly on her tread home. Sitting in the park until night came, pondering endlessly about life, was a pain. She stopped in front of her home and scoffed, no doubt her parents would be worried. She opened the door of the condo.
"I'm home. Don't bother me." She said and took off her shoes. Her mother was the first to peek around the corner.
"Are you okay? How was your. . .?"
"Said, don't bother me." Nina repeated. Her mother kept staring at her until she came into the house, flinging her bag carelessly onto the floor. She stretched, releasing the tension on her body that the swing caused. She looked at her mother through the corner of her eye. "What's for dinner?"
"Oh, I didn't make any for you. I thought you may have been at a club with your friends."
"Is that so? Well I guess I should do that then. . ."
"I'll make something!" She walked into the kitchen frantically, a parent afraid of her only daughter's motives. Nina went to her room. She flopped onto her bed and stared through her window.
Before a single thought could reach her head, she grabbed it and shook it wildly.
"Ugh, I can't think right now." She turned to the switched off lamp at her bedside table. "I've done enough of that today already."
Her gaze turned into a sad expression.
'What the hell is wrong with me?' She thought. She decided to skip dinner and made to switch off the lights. She got up and walked over to the wall, her finger dangling at the switch.
"Haah, I'm so. . ." Just then, a scream was heard downstairs and a crashing of plates. There was the loud gruff of her father and then a shout, and then the sound stopped. With wide eyes, her finger still dangled at the switch. The door burst open and she took a step back in fright, falling to the floor.
A woman stood there, an angry thrashing of copper red hair, looking as though she was no more than eighteen years old. Her attire was little, only enough to conceal her private parts. Her eyes skimmed around the room, darting to and fro, then stopped at Nina. She shivered, and then opened her mouth to scream. As if she had expected it, the woman rushed over, bent down, and placed a finger at her lips.
"Shhhh." She said. "No noise. Irritation." Her words were broken. Nina stopped. She probably wouldn't kill her if she complied. From here, where she was stooping, her breasts were exposed. Nina didn't close her eyes.
"What do you want?" She asked, her voice shivering a little. She moved her finger from Nina's lips and placed it at her chest. Nina gulped. "My heart?" Tears ran down her eyes but the woman wiped them away. The woman brought her forehead towards hers, bracing them, then wrapped her hands around her. Nina stopped breathing, this was a feeling she was used to, only, it was always the other way around. Her voice shivered even more.
"My body?" She asked, and without wasting anymore time, the woman placed her lips against hers, and instead of leaving it there, she stuck her tongue in. She couldn't waste time, they'd be here soon. But instead of squirming and crying like all her other victims, Nina kissed her back, the woman pulled away in fright.
"What?" Nina asked. "You're raping me aren't you? Hurry along with it, the police may be here soon just, don't kill me afterwards." The woman leaned in again, and Nina placed her hands around her face. Again, she flinched, but Nina kept going.
She kissed her, sticking in her tongue, then placed a hand on the woman's shoulder, removing what little clothes she had. They came off easily, as they were loose because they didn't fit her properly. Nina gazed into the frightened eyes of the woman as she removed her clothes, but kept going. She stopped kissing her, then place her hands on her chest.
"I'll touch you here." Nina said. "Where your heart is." She did, and fiddled around with her breasts. The woman moaned. But then, she grew angry and thrust Nina to the floor, and without removing her clothes, shoved her hand up Nina's skirt and pulled down her panties. She moved her finger up further and without hesitation, moved a finger into Nina's crevices. She moaned loudly, the drool running down her chin.
She took off Nina's closed, gazing at her body. And for her supposed age, she was a bit developed. The woman kissed her again, and touched her body again. After all the many sex she had with other girls, this was different. It was bliss. Their body's sweated, heat rose, and their body's mixed, became one.
"W-what's your name?" They were panting, tired of giving each other pleasure. And for once, even the nymph lay, unmoving. The nymph kept panting, unable to understand her words. Nina asked again. "What's your name? Can't you hear me?"
There were sirens outside and the woman got up. She got dressed and made to leave through my window, but before she left.
"Wait, I wanna see you again!" And she jumped through. Nia got up and dashed for it, gazing as the woman ran up the street. People rushed through her door, as it was already opened. They looked more like prototypes than police or military. One of them walked up to Nina, a stern, defeated look on her face.
"Where'd she go?" She asked as Nina looked from the window.
"I. . .I."
"Where'd she go?" The woman asked more stern than defeated this time.
"Down the street." Nina pointed in the opposite direction. "Towards the Ikoguya lane." The woman gestured the rest of the team to follow Nina's instructions, then walked over to her, tripping something behind her back.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
"I was. Until you came." The woman gripped tighter.
"What do you mean?"
"Its embarrassing. But I want to see her again. Only her. And I know she'll want to see me too."
"A-are you sure? Don't you wanna, do stuff to me as well?" Nina looked her up and down then said simply:
"You're not my type."
The woman didn't take this as an offense, instead:
"My name is Mitsumishi Tou. That woman just now was a vigilante, a nymphomaniac. Would you like to aid us in capturing her. We'd like to ask a few questions."
"No, I don't think I will."
"I'm afraid not giving you a choice." She walked up behind Nina and placed a rag over her face, a pungent odor dominating her nose. She struggled but to no avail. And her muffled screams, they weren't heard in the dead of the night.
The nymph watched through the yellow window as two figures struggled. She leaned against a pole. Unlike her other affairs, this one was different. It was scary. And because of that newness, she never wanted to see that girl again.