#shoko

“ who’s the strongest now?!! ”

“remind me again what you're studying?”

“anatomy of the vulva.”

shoko said it so easily. like she wasn't your best friend. like her soft hands weren't spreading you open on her sofa. like she wasn't crooking a lean finger into the corner of your panties and pulling them flush against your slowly soaking slit.

chewing on your lip, you braced a hand on the arm of the sofa. nails digging into the fabric as you tried to distract yourself from the sly stroke of her thumb along your folds.

you gulped. “i-is that apart of your studies?”

“mhhm.”

her purr sent a shiver down your spine. your thighs quaked as she peeled your drenched panties down. slowly. tentatively. like she was unweaving your sanity along with it.

your heart fluttered like a bird. and when she laid a kiss to your cunt? you sang like one too.

“shoko—” you gasped, a hand nestling into her brunette tresses. she paused her thumbs pulling your folds away to part your pussy. looked up through thick, batting lashes and big doe eyes.

then smiled. tilted her head.

“is this okay, doll?”

your breath hitched. your answer dripped from your greedy centre in a sticky string that had her exhaling shakily.

“fuck,” she mumbled. “please just—”

“yes.”

and it's all she needed to dive right in. lips pressing messy kisses up your quivering slit until she reached her destination. a wet smooch greeted your clit. slow, tender, then oh so depraved as her lips locked around the throbbing bud and sucked down. hard.

shivers burst into heat. consuming your nerves and tossing your body into an arch. “hngh!” you scrambled for her hair. bucked into her face. “sh-sho— fuck, shoko right there.”

she listened. she always did.

her cold rings squished into your flesh as she squeezed your thigh and strung it over her shoulder. yanking you into her slow, greedy mouth as she dragged its suctioning sin down your wet trail.

loud, messy, yet undeniably reverent. her tongue sought worship rather than research against your buttery pussy. delving in and drinking whatever you gave her as her hands roamed your thighs. pulled you closer. yanked you to her.

“hngh— f-fuck,” you fisted her hair. “still— still studying?”

“uhuh,” she slurred. then slurped. parting with your arousal webbed from her glossy lips to your cunt. “studying exactly how to make this pretty pussy cry f'me.”

another smooch to your clit. then a suckle right below the hood while two fingers drowned in your slick. swiping and stroking until they prod at your slit.

only then did you notice they were the only two on her hands that were trimmed.

as she fucked her fingers to the knuckle into your dripping heat, she hummed on your slit. a soft song. your favourite song. her fingers matched the rhythm. fuck. your eyes went rolling.

“sho— sh-shoko— fuck I'm. . . I'm gonna—”

“yeah?” she crooned. you made the mistake of looking down at those bambi eyes that could melt into a siren's oh so simply. “lay it on me, babydoll. you can do it,”

you hiccuped as her fingers curled. stroking perfectly at the spot that sent your hips into a bucking frenzy.

“theerrreeee you go, there's my girl.”

she laughed into your clit. lips pulling and sucking down just enough to topple you over the edge. spiral you into a messy, mindless pleasure as you creamed all over your best friend's face.

in the haze of your orgasm, her fingers fucked faster. her words spilling like a fountain of praise and filth as she nuzzled into your clit.

but your spinning mind could only focus on one phrase.

my girl. she said.

yeah, you wouldn't mind being her girl if she ate your pussy like she was getting graded for it.

“y/n it’s two in the morning, what the fuck are you doing.” shoko said, shuffling behind you half asleep, dressed in pjs that matched yours while you squinted at your textbooks under the dim lights.

“…studying?”

“you were supposed to be in bed three hours ago.” she leaned on the doorway, crossing her arms over while you turned over in your seat.

“i’ll be right there, i promise—.” you were cut short when she walked upto you, cupping your jaw, planting a soft kiss to your lips before grabbing you by your wrists and pulling you away.

“you said that hours ago, you need sleep to function.”

“says you.” you rolled your eyes, allowing her to drag you back to your shared bedroom, polaroids of the two of you on the walls with her med school papers scattered over the floor and the sheets messy with her hair sticking up all funny from rolling out of bed to find you.

“i’m the medschool student, you should be listening to me.”

before you even had the chance to start questioning all her habits she kissed you, lips movie against yours before she jumped back onto the bed, beckoning you over with her arms.

you slowly crawled over, hovering on top of her before—

thud!

you landed right on top, your head resting on her chest, your legs tangled together before she moved her hand up to pat your head—kissing the top of your head before patting you on the cheek.

“aww is my pretty girl tired?” she cooed, watching you curl up on top of her like the cutest weighted blanket, slowly nodding while you wrapped your arms around her waist.

“exhausted.”

“yeah, yeah i’m sure you are, nerd.”

this is my first time writing sapphic content but trust me there’s more to come 🙂‍↕️