Aku en las Estrellas

゛★ fwb ! kirara hoshi is so needy for her best friend.

drabble .ᐟ ⋆ #uni au ⋆ wlw ⋆ making out ⋆ 2nd base ⋆ doting!kirara ⋆ dry humping ⋆ nsfw 18+ ⋆ art by mar3via

kirara doesn’t know what’s gotten into her tonight.

she’s always been into you—hell, the two of you have been best friends with benefits long enough that the sexual tension is basically background noise at this point—but this feels different. deeper. needier. like she can’t breathe unless she’s touching you.

the second she lets herself into your dorm with the spare key, she’s on you. she pushes you back onto the bed, grinning at the way you flop down with a surprised giggle that makes heat twist low in her stomach.

“missed you, pretty girl,” she murmurs, voice already husky as she climbs over you and straddles your lap. her long black hair falls around her face, the cyan-dyed bangs brushing your skin. those big purple eyes with their star-shaped pupils are dark with want.

you laugh breathlessly, hands sliding up her thighs. “ki—fuck, you’re in a mood tonight.”

her pierced tongue is in your mouth instantly, sloppy and eager, curling against yours in messy, heated kisses. she moans softly into it, hips already rolling as she grinds down. she only pulls back for quick, shaky breaths before diving right back in, like she can’t stand even a second apart.

“fuck… can’t stop thinking about you today,” she breathes against your lips, hands fumbling with the buttons of your shirt. her long nails make it tricky—she’s too impatient, too busy fucking your mouth with her tongue to focus properly. after a few frustrated seconds she just yanks the shirt open and tugs it off your shoulders.

you gasp against her lips as cool air hits your skin. “so needy today, ki…”

her fingers make quick work of your bra next, tossing it aside without a glance. the moment your tits are bare, her hands are on them—squeezing, groping, thumbs flicking over your nipples with those pretty star-painted nails.

“these are mine,” she whispers, half-teasing, half-serious, the way she gets when her possessiveness slips out.

“yeah?” you moan softly, arching into her touch. “don’t stop—please…”

she leans down to kiss you again, harder this time, grinding her bulge against your stomach with little whimpers that go straight between your legs.

you flip her over suddenly, straddling her waist instead. kirara’s eyes widen for a second before she smirks, but the expression melts into a groan as you start grinding your soaked cunt over her clothed cock—back and forth, slow and deliberate.

“shit—babe,” she gasps, back arching off the bed. her hands shoot up, one tangling in your hair to drag you down into another desperate kiss. it’s hungry, almost frantic, like you’re the only thing keeping her grounded. her free hand grips your waist, guiding your movements as she thrusts up to meet you.

you whimper into the kiss, rolling your hips harder. “god, you’re so hard already… you feel how wet i am for you, pretty girl?”

“don’t stop,” she whines into your mouth between kisses, voice breathy and needy in a way she rarely lets show. the compliment makes her head spin—words can’t describe how good this kind of attention feels from you. “feels too good… need you so bad.”

“mmm, i’m not stopping,” you murmur, nipping at her bottom lip. “want you just as bad, kirara.”

her hips roll up again, chasing the friction, pierced tongue sliding against yours like she wants to devour you whole. whatever’s gotten into her tonight, you’re definitely not complaining.

*Sighs*