#les4bi

       It’s a late Friday night, and Himiko lies bored on her shared bed, yet the person she shares it with is nowhere to be seen. Ochako was out doing Pro-Hero work as Uravity when she got held up at a meeting, leading to Himiko waiting for her lover. Now, since Himiko is an ‘ex-League of Villains’ member, she can’t exactly leave the luxury apartment as she pleases. It's only been a year since she left prison, all thanks to Ochako and her program to assist people with “problematic” quirks. Even after working closely with other Pro-Heroes to fix her image, the public is still wary of her, so she usually doesn’t leave unless it’s with Ochako. Instead, she occupies herself while her girlfriend goes off to save the world, which she usually doesn’t have a problem with. 

       Himiko spends her days watching movies she’s never seen, cleaning, reading books she’s never even heard of, and so much more; anything she never had the privilege of doing as a villain. And while she would normally pick one of the many things from that list, she has, well, been missing the touch of her girlfriend. With how busy Uravity has been, the times she comes home become later and later. The poor brunette looks so exhausted when she does finally come home. How could Himiko possibly ask her to love her or simply embrace one another? When the girl gets home, she’s barely coherent enough for a quick kiss before she collapses on the bed and is snoring within seconds. Due to this, Ochako had called earlier with the plans of a date night at home, cuddling on the couch, and possibly ravishing her girlfriend. The pro hero spent the day teasing the girl with promises and countdowns of when she’d get off. Positively excited, Himiko spent the day tidying the apartment and making it as romantic as possible. That is, until The Hero Commission demanded Uravity's presence. Not even two hours ago, Ochako had called her to explain how she had to be at this meeting due to its importance. She explained the meeting, but Himiko was too upset to pay much attention.

       And well. That brings Himiko to her current problem; horny as fuck and no girlfriend to do something about it. She even wore her new pink set just for her, and yet here she lies. All alone. She craves Ochako’s loving touch so desperately that she knows nothing will compare. Nothing soothes that itch of her girlfriends' rough hands from years of hero work, her strong but delicate fingers that just know where Himiko needs it most, and, oh god, her mouth. That sweet mouth that whispers such loving words to her, the kisses that trail down her neck and chest until her cheeky grin reaches her thighs. Oh, how her fingers trace tiny shapes into her thighs as her tongue peeks out, tracing all the good spots. Licking and kissing and teasing until she reaches that peak. 

        Himiko shakes her head to clear her thoughts and ultimately decides to wait. She lay pretty in her pink set, her blonde hair loose around her shoulders. Himiko scrolls mindlessly through her phone. Nearly dozing off due to the late hour, her face knocks into her phone at the same time it vibrates in her hand. Her bleary eyes squint at the screen to notice a text from Ochako. Now wide awake, she clicks it to see a photo captioned with ‘miss you<3’. In the photo, Ochako is posing in front of a mirror, slightly bending forward with her head tilted, showing off the side of her neck that’s not covered by her hero suit. The hero suit that hugs her curves oh so well, the way she’s posing, showing off her thick hips and even thicker thighs. Just one glance at her thighs brings back all the memories of Himiko being stuck in between them, having to apply force to keep them open as she ate her out. Himiko bites her lip at the thought as her eyes trail to Ochako’s pictured face. Her headpiece is gone, letting her short brown hair topple over her cheekbones, which are highlighted by the kissy face she’s making on the phone. Ever the tease, Ochako is also flexing, showing off the thick, muscled arm that Himiko can’t help but bite on. Himiko quickly responds with an ‘I miss you too • 3•’ before clicking back into the photo. The longer she stares, the more her memories start to kick in. The way she’s leaning into the mirror reminds her of the time when she made Ochako stare at herself while she fingered her endlessly from the back. All because Ochako claimed she didn’t look good enough in some dress, Himiko had her panting and moaning, causing the mirror to get all foggy as she brought her to one orgasm after the next. 

       Himiko, now extremely turned on, rolls onto her back and trails her hand up to her chest. She pictures her girlfriend above her as her hand squeezes down. She pictures Ochako’s cute, round face looking down at her with that smug grin as her hand trails over her stomach and up her shirt. Her hands are trailing higher and higher until the shirt is no longer there. She pictures Ochako leaning down until her soft, pillowy lips make contact with her torso, pressing hard kisses, her leftover lipstick leaving light stains. Working herself up with her thoughts, Himiko can’t take it anymore, and the hand that’s not occupied with her chest trails down. She teases the edge of her underwear in the same way Ochako would. Her dainty fingers trace the edge of the pink lace, imagining Ochako whispering in her ear. Telling her how beautiful she is, how she can’t wait to consume every fiber of her being, how she’s undeniably hers.

       A soft gasp rips through Himiko’s throat when her fingers make contact with her underwear. Biting her lip, she spreads her legs further apart as the hand on her chest squeezes harder, her thumb grazing her nipple. Sick of torturing herself, she finally slips her hand into the pink lace, her middle finger dipping to her entrance before gliding back up. Himiko rubs a quick circle into her clit, a moan escaping as she does. 

       “ah, oh god,” Himiko moans into the empty room as her middle finger enters her pussy. Caught up in the feeling, Himiko rhythmically pumps her finger in and out a few times before forcing a second one in. She immediately gasps out at the slight stretch as her hips jump up, her body searching for more friction. 

       She continues to work herself to the peak when one particular thrust causes her finger to graze her g-spot, a loud moan ripping through her throat. 

       “Oh my- fuck-,” she breathes, shoving another finger into herself, “Oh god, please, ‘Chako.” Nearing her climax, Himiko’s hips jerk up in time with her fingers when a loud ‘ahem’ comes from the doorway. Himiko’s eyes immediately shoot open as she yanks her hand away from herself and looks to the door. Standing there was Ochako with the most smug grin etched into her features, her arms crossed over her chest as she leaned against the door frame. She had just gotten home, even if the suit still on her was anything to go by. For a couple of moments, the brunette just stands there, her gaze appreciatively running up and down Himiko’s body that lies flat on the sheets, save for her upper back, which is propped up on her elbows. Her staring felt like it lasted for hours until she broke the silence.

       “You seemed to be enjoying yourself, hm?” Ochako teased as she strutted over to the bed, her tight muscles being outlined with each step, “Couldn’t even wait for me to get home.” Himiko opens her mouth to respond when Ochako puts a finger to her lips, signaling her to be quiet. 

      “I bet you didn’t even see my text telling you I was coming home, huh?” Ochako, now at the end of the bed, grips the blonde’s ankle before forcing her legs apart, “Needed me that bad, baby?” The condescending tone in her words caused a whimper to come from Himiko as she wiggled her hips.

       “‘Chako, please,” Himiko breathed out as she stared into Ochako’s coffee-colored eyes.

       “I don’t know, you were putting on quite the show,” the brunette responds as she climbs onto the bed and slots her hips in between Himiko’s. Ochako places one hand next to the blonde’s head while the other grabs ahold of Himiko's hand that was buried in her pussy. While staring at Himiko’s panting, she slowly brings the hand to her face before licking from the bottom of her palm up to the tip of her middle finger before sticking the whole finger into her mouth. Himiko whined out at the erotic display before bucking her hips up. 

       “Ahh, ‘Chako,” the blonde moans out when her clit meets Ochako’s pelvic bone. Removing the finger from her mouth, Ochako presses her hips deeper into Himiko’s before laying her body over her completely. 

       “My poor Himi. I’ve been neglecting you, haven’t I?” Himiko pouts her bottom lip and nods in response, “Aw, I’m sorry, baby, lemme make it up to you?”

       “Oh god please,” comes Himiko’s fast answer as she bucks her hips once again, the pressure Ochako has placed over her doing nothing but heighten the feeling. Ochako leans down to brush her nose into Himiko’s cheek before slowly pressing a kiss into her jaw. The brunette takes her time pressing soft kisses into the side of Himiko’s face until a whine breaks from the blonde’s throat, and Ochako relents to kiss her on the lips. 

       The moment their lips brush, all softness disappears. Himiko immediately weaves her fingers into Ochako’s hair, pulling her closer as Ochako tilts her head and cups her cheek. Not even a few seconds into the kiss, Ochako parts her lips to trace her tongue against Himiko’s bottom one, which the blonde immediately replies to. The kiss turns messy when Ochako slides a hand down in between their bodies, her strong fingers rubbing against Himiko’s clit.

       “mmh,” Himiko moans into the kiss as she rolls her hips to gain more pressure. Ochako then dips her hand a little deeper to press into the smaller girl under her, causing Himiko to break the kiss to gasp into the room. Expecting her reaction, Ochako simply redirects her mouth to trail kisses down until she’s at the girl's neck. There, she continues to press kiss after kiss when she reaches the juncture of her neck and closes her mouth completely over the pulsing vein. The brunette slightly bites down, causing a high-pitched moan to come from Himiko.

       “Ochako, fuck, please.”

       “Hm? Please, what, baby?” Ochako mumbles into Himiko's neck before licking up the column of her throat.

       Himiko groans out, “Just— more, ah!” 

       “Mm, more what? Use your words, Himi~” 

       “God, Ochako! I just ah– need more! Finger, mouth– mmh- anything!” Himiko demands before grabbing her face and smashing their lips together. Ochako chuckles into the kiss as she slides another finger into her pussy to work the girl open. Himiko groans as she grinds on Ochako’s fingers. 

       “Hah, just like that baby,” Himiko mutters into Ochako’s mouth, her eyes half-lidded. Ochako continues to press open-mouthed kisses on the blonde girl as she slides her thumb up to her clit, rubbing quick tight circles on it. Himiko’s shoulders lift off the bed as a gasp racks her body.

       “Come on, pretty girl. Cum on my fingers and I’ll give you my mouth,” Ochako teases as her hand speeds up. 

       “Ah, ah I’m, oh god, I’m almost there,” Himiko gasps out, “lemme see you, please? Take the, ah, suit off.”

       “Cum for me then I’ll think about it.”

       Himiko groans in response when it gets cut off by a high-pitched moan. She abruptly wraps her arms completely around Ochako’s back, molding their bodies together. Ochako’s middle finger rubs against the other girl's G-spot, causing a slight scream to rip through Himiko’s body,y followed by a shudder. 

       “Ahh, ‘Chako, I’m cumming!” the girl gasps out.

      “Shh, I got you. Just let it out, baby,” Ochako whispers into Himiko’s ear as her fingers slow down to gently work her through her orgasm. Once the blonde relaxes, Ochako gently pulls her fingers out, placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. The two girls lay in each other's embrace as Himiko’s breath evened out, pressing their lips together in soft, gentle kisses. Himiko’s hands grab onto Ochako’s waist, rubbing up her back before gripping the zipper at the base of her neck and pulling. She unzips the suit all the way down to the top of Ochako’s ass before slowly peeling it off her body as they lazily make out. Ochako sits up to pull the rest of her suit off, her black bra and underwear coming into view. 

       “Take yours off too,” Ochako demands as she unclips her bra and slides her underwear down her thick thighs. Himiko quickly pulls the pink baby doll top along with the matching bra off, leaving the two girls naked. Himiko wraps a leg around Ochako’s waist, her hand grabbing her arm, before pulling the brunette down and flipping the two of them over. Now on top, Himiko immediately starts placing kisses down Ochako’s chest as her hands wander to every part of her skin she can reach. Ochako’s chest starts to rise and fall rapidly as Himiko makes her way down the girl’s stomach. Not letting her get much farther, Ochako grabs her by the arm, pulling her back up to her face.

       “Sit on my face.” 

       Himiko turns bright red in response before stuttering over her words, “I, uh, what? I thought- well, I came. So, you know…”

       “I could give less of a shit, Himiko. Turn around,” without waiting for a response, Ochako bucks her hips up hard, making Himiko lose balance and fall forward. She grabs the other girl by the hips and effortlessly lifts her to her face. Before she can even realize it, Himiko is hovering over Ochako’s face, blown-out brown eyes staring back up at her.

       “Oh my god, you’re so hot,” Himiko breathes, “Wait, I wanna eat you out too. Lemme just—” She lifts herself a little higher before turning so her ass is in Ochako’s face. The blonde hikes the other girl's knees up and apart to then lean down and lick a quick stripe down Ochako’s pussy. 

       “Ah! Himi!” Ochako moans before gripping harder onto the other girl's waist and yanking her down onto her face. The two girls eat at each other as if they were the other's last meal, the only noise coming from the room being muffled moans and wet smacking. Eventually their rhythm matches until their simultaneously rocking into the other. 

       Himiko latches onto Ochako’s clit giving it a hard suck causing the latter to moan loudly into Himiko. The vibration itself caused Himiko to grind down harder onto Ochako’s mouth when the girl stuck her tongue into her. Himiko separates from Ochako to moan out before looking back at the girl. 

       “Ahh, Ochako, please!” Himiko begs as she braces a hand on Ochako’s knee to rock back and forth on her mouth. Her other hand slithers down until two fingers are plunging deep into Ochak,o earning a high-pitched moan from her. Ochako slurps at Himiko’s pussy as the latter keeps a steady rhythm when both of their orgasms rip through their bodies unexpectedly. Both girls moan out as they aid the other in riding it out. Himiko then leans back down to clean Ochako with her mouth as the brunette does the same. They each slowly and softly lick at each other until the stimulation becomes too much, and Ochako grabs Himiko by the hair to pull her off. 

       Ahh, Himi, that's enough,” Himiko whines at the tug before lifting off of Ochako completely to cuddle into her side instead. Once the blonde settles, Ochako tucks a finger under her chin to lift it and connect their lips. Their lips slowly lock as they cradle each other’s faces, tasting themselves on their partner. They lovingly make out for a few minutes before separating. Himiko tucks her face into the crook of Ochako’s neck, placing kisses into it as her hand slowly starts to slide down the girl's body. 

       “Himi, what are you doing?” Ochako questions as she grabs onto Himiko’s wrist. The blonde flicks her hand off her wrist before traveling down to grab a handful of Ochako’s ass.

       “Lemme eat you out again?” 

       “Himi, I’m tired. You don’t need to worry about me, I’m satisfied,d baby,” Ochako responds, placing a kiss on Himiko’s forehead. The girl sits up with a pout on her face.

       “But I barely enjoyed it,” Himiko whined, “I’ll be gentle, and I know you barely enjoyed it too.”

      Ochako sighed and bit her lip, thinking about it. She looks up at Himiko to already see her golden eyes pleading with her. Ochako grumbles something out before grabbing Himiko by the neck and smashing their lips together. 

       “Fine, go ahead, baby,” Ocahlob mutters into Himiko’s mouth. Excited, but the prospect of Himiko squeals before wiggling down the bed until she is face to face with Ochako’s crotch. The girl immediately slides two hands under to grip the girl's ass and lifts her before attaching herself to Ochako. 

       “Ahh, Himi. That’s good, right there, baby,” Lachko whispers into the air, her hand coming down to grip Himiko’s hair. She slowly rocks her hips up in time with Himiko’s ministrations as the girl sucks and licks enjoying her time. 

       “You think you can turn around?” Himiko mibles into Ochako’s pussy. Without response, Ochako tugs at Himiko’s hair to pull her off before turning, tucking her legs under her, and leaving on her forearms. Himiko licks her lips at the sight of Ochako’s plump ass before biting hard into the fat.

       “Ahh, Himiko! That’ll bruise,” Ochako whined as she felt the girl's fangs pierce, drawing a bit of blood. Himiko licks at the spot in apology before diving back into eating Ochako out. She spread the girl's cheeks before licking from her clit to her entrance driving a moan from Ochako’s mouth. Himiko shoves her tongue into her, bringing her finger down to rub at Ochako’s clit when the pro hero moans loudly as she cums against Himiko’s face. The blonde slurps up all Ochako has to offer before placing a kiss on the bite of her ass cheek and settling Ochako’s hips down. 

       Ochako rolls onto her back as Himiko crawls back up to play a quick kiss to her lips. The girls pull back and simply stare at each other as they take in their lover's beauty. Brown eyes meet yellow ones as they stare into the other's soul. Words don’t need to be exchanged for one to know what the other is thinking.