Work Text:
A good girlfriend is one who picks up their partner after a long day’s worth of vocal lesson practice, and Mumei is more than willing to fill up such a role. Despite Irys having just received her driver’s license, Mumei was still insistent in picking Irys up, mostly because she was concerned of the state that her car might be left in if she allowed Irys to drive it herself. That coupled with the distance, Mumei’s concerns far outweigh Irys’ own insistence, leading to the agreement they’re at now.
It wasn’t really much of a problem though, Mumei thought. She had her own rounds at the office as well, and Irys’ voice classes were along the road she usually takes to get there anyways.
Mumei was already parked by Irys’ building, arriving quite early. Irys had texted her earlier that she’d be done by 6, however Mumei was able to wrap her own work up quite swiftly, leading her to be a whole 15 minutes early. For a moment, she thought about texting Irys to inform her that she had already arrived, however Mumei decides against this, worried that she instead might end up bothering Irys’ session. In an effort to tide time, Mumei pushes back and reclines her seat, closing her eyes to try and catch some sleep. They had a rather long drive on the way, and an equally– if not worse drive going back. Better recharge to have some energy to beat the rush hour traffic.
“Mumei? Mumei!” Irys’ started off with her softly yelling, cautious of the reminder her voice coach had given her in regards to stressing her voice on accident. “Mu—mei!”
“Wh–” A loud bang on the car window was what had done it, sufficiently startling Mumei out of her own little dream land. “Irys!” Mumei perks up, seeing the sight of her girlfriend eagerly waving at her from behind the tinted glass. Mumei waves back, still trying to shake herself back to a waking state.
“Mumei!” Another thud, this time with Irys yelling much louder. Still rubbing her eyes out, Mumei unlocks the other side of their door, the popping noise being what Irys had been waiting for this entire time. “Just so you know,” Irys spoke the moment she swung the car door open. “You have tinted windows. If you’re doing that silly little wave thing that you always do, no I didn’t see it, yes I think it was probably adorable,”
“I love you too babe,” Mumei laughs, purposely ignoring Irys’ yappings. Irys has her hands resting on her waist, standing outside the door as she simply stares back at Mumei, a displeased yet well-meant tut as she clicks her tongue in visible disapproval of Mumei. “How long have you been out there?” Mumei asks, wanting to kill the silence that she knows Irys is purposely subjecting them to.
“Take a guess,” was all that Irys replied with.
“Well…” Mumei curtly speaks, sparing a moment to look at their car’s clock before continuing. “It’s 6:03 so surely it couldn’t have been more than three minutes,”
“I was out for four, as a matter of fact,”
“I love you,” Mumei says again, Irys’ face flushing a shade of red as Mumei gave her yet another silly grin. “Give me a kiss?” She says to Irys once again, mischief in her grin as she tapped a finger on her lips to emphasize her point.
Irys huffs, leaning her head inside the car, crossing her arms as she does. “Take it then,”
Their lips press with one another, Mumei lifting herself up from her seat to initiate the kiss. Mumei intended it to be a quick peck, however as she tries to pull her lips away from Irys, an arm stops Mumei from pulling away, much to her surprise. Muffled groans were all the noise that escaped Mumei’s lips, Irys promptly shoving her tongue inside Mumei the split second that she parts her lips to gasp for air. Irys’ hand tightly clasps Mumei’s chin as she pulls her girlfriend closer, her other hand gripping the handle on the underside of the car’s roof. Her tongue digs deeper inside Mumei, her intent of roughness clear in each of her motions.
What only stopped them was the car jolting, Mumei accidentally pushing down on the stick shift of the vehicle, causing her to flinch at the sudden contact.
“Well?” Irys asks, nonchalantly sitting on the driver’s seat as if she had just got there and done absolutely nothing else. “Got what you wanted?”
“You… you–” Flustered, Mumei was left in a bumbling mess, a cacophony of ‘you's', with the occasional especially pissed ‘Irys’ slipping. “You’re lucky I love you,” She huffs, cautiously turning the key to her car.
“I was thirsty,” Irys replied, sticking out her tongue to Mumei before taking her partner’s water bottle from the cup holder.
A deep sigh escapes Mumei’s lips as she spoke, her grip on the wheel tightening as she begins to drive. “I’ll make you some tea once we get home,” Mumei simply says, to which Irys responds with a cute, teasingly neutral ‘yay’. Another sigh leaves Mumei, though this time out of genuine satisfaction and contentment, happy that she would be spending the rest of her remaining waking hours with her beloved.
The drive was fairly uneventful, Irys sharing the routine she went over with her vocal coach. Her yapping occupied their silence as Mumei manned the wheels, making their way through the webs of streets and stop lights in the city. Mumei was rather non-verbal throughout their drive, her patience hanging on a wire as the intersections proved to be quite a pain in the ass; a pain she could not imagine putting Irys through.
“So the voice instructor told me that the best way to expand my vocal capacity was to exercise, but I was like ‘nu-uh’!”
“Mhm, maybe you should actually exercise,”
There was this certain charm in the way Irys told her story, recalling details by mimicking them as if she weren’t just mimicking herself. It was a funny sight, Mumei occasionally interjecting Irys’ narration with a chide and tease of her own. The way that Irys spoke about herself was incredibly amusing to Mumei, the meta layers of Irys pretending to be Irys, pretending to sing or do something being quite the entertainment that, for a moment, Mumei was rather glad to be stuck in such a gridlock.
Mumei’s eyes remained on the road, yet the side mirrors were gracious enough to give her a view of her beloved’s face as she talked, enthusiasm evident in the way Irys moved her arms, elucidating every point with an accompanying action from her hands.
“Hey Mumei?” Irys asks all of a sudden, a rash departure from their previous discussions. Absent-minded, with her attention still on the road, Mumei replies with an inquisitive hum, already quite used to Irys’ bizarre tangent swaps.
What Mumei didn’t expect was a hand suddenly placed on her thigh, along with a soft “I love you,” whispered point blank into her ears.
“Irys–!” A flinch and a sudden beeping of their car, Mumei instinctively jolts at the suddenness of Irys’ actions. It was sensual– incredibly so– that the sudden proximity alongside the weight of Irys’ hand on her thigh, was too much. Mumei wasn’t that much of a jumpy person when it came to jumpscares, however Irys knew too well which buttons to press to get a peep out of her beloved.
“What?” Irys replies, wearing that faux innocent tone in her voice once more. “You looked tense. I thought it would be quite nice of me to help you de-stress,”
Pursing her lips, Mumei did her best to remain silent, knowing full well that all Irys wanted was a reaction out of her. Irys’ tone curled and waved in a somewhat humorous yet pleasant chide, even her idle humming doing much to unnerve Mumei’s tenseness. Her hand remained on Mumei’s thigh, though apart from scoffing and sighing, Mumei didn’t do much about it.
“Fucking hell–” As Mumei was about to take a turn, she was suddenly forced to hit the brakes. A car suddenly cut in front of her just as she was about to turn, the car stopping and waiting idly instead. “What an idiot! I was supposed to take a right– now I have to wait for the stupid lights! I hope a police car charges you next time!” To say that grumbles erupted out of Mumei was a vast understatement as a string of rants and insults immediately poured out of her, Irys having to even physically restrain her from honking at the other car.
“Babe, don’t.” Irys says in a calm voice, her tone cooing in the way she cautiously tries to stop Mumei. Mumei relents in the physical aspect, however her misplaced passion immediately manifests in yet another continuous string of swears. “Mumei, you need to calm down. We still have a long drive, I don’t want to see you all angry like that,” Irys tries again, a hand placed each on Mumei’s thigh and shoulders, rubbing gentle circles on Mumei as she speaks.
A rather loud exhale leaves Mumei as she scoffs, her grip on the wheel tightening. “Oh I can be angry for as long as I can,”
Irys sighs at this, though for a moment she found a bit of pleasure in her girlfriend’s stubbornness. “What if that noob driver was me, huh?” She asks again, hands still rubbing at her girlfriend. “Would you still be mad? Would you want to yell at your sweet, lovely, angel of a girlfriend?”
“Lovely angel of a–” Resorting to petty mockery, Mumei’s swears eventually devolve gibberish mumbling, Irys’ efforts proving somewhat effective. It wasn’t enough for Irys though, as a matter of fact she found Mumei’s poor mimicry of her to be even more insulting than ever. It was adorable, sure, but even then there was a sense of excitement to Mumei’s agitation. Mumei was like a bear,waiting to be poked and prodded and teased.
Besides, Irys tries to reason with herself, teasing always worked to ease Mumei’s nerves. It’s like fighting fire with fire, and Irys knows that her beloved is far from being against arson.
Mumei was doing rather well to ignore most of Irys’ shenaniganry, her girlfriend’s voice blurring into a vignette of pleasant whispers that pulled her back to a sense of calmness. What she wasn’t vulnerable to was the warmth brewing from Irys’ touch, her hand rubbing circles on Mumei’s thigh.
It was a mindless action, Mumei noted. At this point Irys was spacing out, much of her focus occupied by her boundless yapping. Eventually this settled, the two of them just stewing in the silence of one another. Mumei’s glance shifts to her girlfriend’s hand, still firmly stroking her thigh. She watches idly as Irys’ hands work its magic, moving up and down against her thigh. Up and down, up and down…
A loud honk from behind startles both Mumei and Irys, Mumei hurriedly driving the car forward as soon as she realizes the light has turned green.
Upon realizing the rather… perverse thoughts that unintentionally polluted her mind, Mumei has done her best to keep her eyes on the road. Just the road. Nothing else, not even the little rear view mirror that had been giving her reprise through the form of her girlfriend’s angelic smile. Oh what she would give to see such a face contort to one of passion. Irys has a knack for being unintentionally lewd– heck, Mumei thinks that Irys absentminded stroking was some form of manifestation of that as well. So it was always just so fun to see her expression contort from glee to carnal satiation, a very satiating sight to work her libido.
“Nghh–”
An off-handed moan escape’s Irys’ lips, her voice gently caressing her right ear. One that Mumei ignores, because of course she would. Her eyes must be on the road, and as much as the sight of Irys’ slightly parted lips tempted her through the mirror, Mumei steeled her will. She already got honked at once– and even that was already too much.
“Mhm…”
Mumei presses down on the gas, and as she moves her legs, she was suddenly made aware of a strange tightening straining her pants.
“Anhh–”
The moan was rather loud this time around, Mumei’s hand visibly flinching against the wheel at the sudden noise. She couldn’t help but instinctively turn to face her girlfriend, part of her genuinely concerned as to what pain Irys might’ve accidentally put herself into this time. It was too tempting for Mumei to resist, and with a quick turn to her right, she was beholden by such an ethereal sight that she had half the mind to swerve the car. Further tightening her grip on the wheels lest the angelic being beside her turn to a real angel–heaven forbid–, Mumei immediately averts her eyes once more.
“Irys what are you–” Mumei yelps in between her own gasps, a hand quickly covering the sudden flush that appeared on her face. The cute pink button-down polo shirt that Mumei remembers Irys having just haphazardly thrown on as she was running late to her class was now half undone, her cleavage peering through the nude lazy bra that carefully cupped her chest. Irys had her hands slipped underneath the fabric of her bra, the outline of her fingers laying just above where her nipple should be.
“Don’t mind me,” Irys replies rather nonchalantly, her hands continuing to move underneath her clothes. “I’m just airing myself out, you raising your voice at me got me hot and bothered for a bit there,”
As much as Mumei immediately wanted to raise her voice at Irys once more, she stopped herself, considering if what Irys had just said was true. “You realize that I can’t just do that, you know?” Mumei replies, hyper-conscious of the way she spoke, trying her best to remain as nonchalant lest her yelling further turns on Irys. Not that she’s against it– certainly not, turning on her girlfriend was one of her favorite past times. Perhaps Mumei was acting rather unfavorably to the situation, considering how the swiftly rising tightening in her pants was quick to remind Mumei of how much she was at a disadvantage at the moment.
Disadvantaged? Mumei almost chokes at her own thoughts. It is Irys who should be choking, either underneath her grasp as she slowly fucks her, or on her dick as saliva trails down the side of Irys’ lips, gagging as Mumei shoves herself deeper–
“Cover yourself, you– you… someone might see you!” Mumei blurts out loud rather crassly, forcing her words out of her lips in an attempt to shove down the vivid lewdities that suddenly polluted her mind.
“What?” Irys asks back, her voice wavering once more in that teasing tone of hers. “Jealous?” She says, biting her lip as she pinches her breasts.
“I’m concerned!” Mumei ended up raising her voice, though it lacked the dominating anger it once had. This time, the rise in her tone came less from a position of power, but a surrender of flustered weakness. Not that she’d ever admit it, Mumei huffing and puffing as she tightly clings onto the reins of the metaphorical high horse she has placed herself on. “I’m… concerned… yeah,” She says again, repeating her own words as if to further ground herself back to reality.
“Tsk tsk–” Irys hums as she clicks her tongue, her hand still working herself over her left boob. “Eyes on the road, handsome,” She says, winking at the mirror, knowing full well it’s where Mumei’s eyes were locked on.
It was a rather odd position that Irys finds herself in. Whether or not she likes it, Irys can’t deny that whenever she jested with her beloved, she was always at the end of the joke and never in the dominant. In fact her decision to get a license stemmed from one such joke gone too far; Mumei once taunted her, claiming that she is the only vehicle that Irys knows how to ride. A motorcycle was too intimidating for her, and she was already due to learn a rental that her company was going to lend her anyway.
No matter how much Mumei teased her, at the end of the day she truly, genuinely really meant well for her girlfriend. She was supportive every step of the way, too supportive in fact that Mumei somehow always ends up ‘rewarding’ Irys after every lesson. Mayhaps it was an unintended conditioning that got Irys this horny after the end of her vocal lessons– a different lesson, but there was this strong desire for reward after the end of a rather harrowing day.
One by one, more and more of Irys’ buttons get undone, her fingers quickly working to free herself. Slumping back onto the chair, she closes her eyes as she brushes her fingers over her hardening nipples. Her own touch was stimulating, yet it wasn’t enough, lacking the friction that the possessive palms Mumei had whenever she touched her. Maybe if she closes her eyes, she could imagine the hand being Mumei’s, her firm hands cupping her breast instead of the stick shift.
Mumei was a grabby lover, something that Irys quickly noticed when they first started dating. AS the guardian of civilization, it made sense to Irys as to why Mumei was quite possessive with things she deems important. Her trusty lamp, her favorite knife, Mumei made sure that everything was within arm’s reach of her. Even now, as they assimilated into the much tamer life humanity had to offer, Mumei’s habits never really went away.
Peering through half-lidded eyes, Irys watches as Mumei’s hand rested atop the stick shift of their car. Irys recalls her driving instructor mentioning how putting one’s hand over the stick is inadvisable for some people, as they tend to unnecessarily fidget or sometimes even accidentally change gears. Such a tip came as a surprise to Irys, considering how she always sees Mumei do the contrary. Perhaps it was the unique constitution that the guardian of civilization held, hands firm and steady to always remain in control. A stoic reminder over the possessions she had, as well as the tender care and control she has over them.
Shutting her eyes once more, Irys now imagines those same hands firming its grip on her. She feels herself, running her digits over her nipples as if they were the hands of her beloved. Toying with the tip of her nipple, she drew careful circles around the hardening bud, coaxing it in the same way that Mumei would. She would do this thing where she would roll her thumb across Irys’ nipple, while the rest of her fingers clenched and squeezed at the plumpness of her whole breast. It was an intoxicatingly maddening rhythm that, try as she might, Irys couldn’t quite get the tempo of.
One hand wasn’t enough, and soon Irys’ other hand gave attention to her other chest. Prying herself out of the confines of her bra, she allows her breasts to spill out to the open air, her bra rolling below to her stomach.
“Mumei…” A moan slips out of Irys as she continues to fondle herself, even the soft breathing of girlfriend beside her as she drives doing numbers to satiate Irys’ sudden hunger.
A loud honk startles Irys out of her fantasies, the unknowing perpetrator being some unseen vehicle beside them. Before she was properly able to get a bearing as to what exactly happened, Mumei began speeding ahead before taking a turn off the main road they drove at.
“Irys!” Yelled Mumei once again in that angrily hot tone of hers– though genuine anger seemed to seep into her words this time. “What are you doing!?”
“What you’re supposed to do,” Irys replied, languid with a hint of airheadedness. Mumei simply responded with a soft exhale, knowing full well that indulging in Irys’ teasings would get her exactly what she wanted. Considering the swiftly tightening constriction in Mumei’s pants, Irys was rather damn close to getting exactly that.
Their car kept on driving at a rather steady pace, Mumei trying her best to still pull through despite her girlfriend’s constant distractions. At this point Irys’ libido had fully clouded her thoughts, half-naked as she tried to strike another conversation. “So, why exactly did we take that turn?”
To Irys’ dismay, Mumei intended to play hard to get. “Take a guess,”
“Mhm?” Attempted engagement with whatever game was happening failed, Irys’ state of bliss having her wanting things to be handed to her on a silver platter. Like the princess that she is, of course.
“You really didn’t– Irys!” Mumei gasps as she explains, Irys briefly jolting at Mumei’s sudden display of rashness. “Someone saw you– well, almost. To be completely honest I’d rather not think about whether or not someone actually saw you, regardless case in point please cover yourself,”
“Oh, how charming,” Irys replied again, her languid repose having devolved into something more akin to a dreamy haze. “You want me all to yourself, mhm? You want me so bad, don’t you?”
A flitting cough was the only response that Mumei graces her lover with, sparing her a quick glance of amusement. To this, Irys replies with yet another wink, taking her chances, as her hands reach over towards Mumei once more, first making contact with her hand.
“I want you too, don’t worry. I want your warmth to fill me,” She rubbed small circles into the skin of Mumei’s hand, hoping that the warmth burning within her core would eventually transfer over through their touch. “I had a mic in front of me the entire day, oh how I wished it was you instead.”
To Irys’ delight, Mumei reciprocates her actions, a thumb crossing over to pull Irys’ hand into a chaste embrace. This contact was brief, however, as Mumei eventually let go in favor of the shifting gears that that hand had been monitoring. This wasn’t much of a loss in Irys’ eyes though, as she uses her now-freed hand to eventually, slowly make her way back to its position on Mumei’s thigh.
Mesmerized, Irys kept her hand on the flexing muscle of Mumei’s thigh, feeling the contraction of the flesh every time Mumei adjusted her feet on the pedals. As her hand tries to make its way upward, her finger grazes on a peculiar bump, an appendage that is currently way too high up as to where Irys had felt it on Mumei. For a moment, Irys smiles to herself, proud of the work she has done. Her charms, Irys thinks, were working on Mumei.
“I want to blow you now,” Irys finds herself gasping, her hands tracing the silhouette of Mumei’s hardening dick underneath the loose slacks she wore.
“Irys,” Mumei calls out once more, her eyes momentarily flitting to the hand that has touched way too high up on Mumei’s thigh. “Fix yourself. Please,”
A wave of disappointment washes over Irys, realizing that she had hit her limit with Mumei for now. “Fine fine,” Irys hums back, retracting her hand as she readjusts her top. “I’ll keep myself proper, in case someone else see’s again.”
To Mumei’s convenience, Irys actually does exactly this, fixing and buttoning her shirt back up so that she looks somewhat proper to an outside view. She discards her bra, however, throwing it in the back seat instead. Mumei had tinted windows, other cars may be able to make out the basic shapes and silhouettes of the person inside, but there was no way they’d be able to see that she was missing her bra.
Irys was an angel, her voice befitting of such a holy being. Despite this, however, she also has a bit of a devilish side, and after all idle hands were the devil’s workshop. Her hands were now vacant, nothing to occupy herself with to try and tide her ever-growing desires. For a moment Irys sneaks a view at Mumei, and once she confirms that the unpleasant creases of disappointment in her partner’s forehead have vanished, she gets to work.
With her hands subsequently shooed away from Mumei’s thighs, Irys instead goes on to grip her own, rubbing her hand across the warmth of her own skin in a rhythmic motion. Up and down, up and down, Irys savors the warmth that the friction of bare skin brought to her. The motion quickly grows tiring to Irys, however. As much as she grips her thigh with as much or as little force as she can muster, nothing can still suffice for the iron grip her beloved held on her, Mumei’s touch an irreplaceable sensation. Her hand stills, though slowly it slid higher and higher into her clothing, the tip of her finger making its way under the adorable pleated skirt she had conveniently worn for today. It took her little effort to roll up the small fabric that covered her, and soon enough the tips of her fingers were stroking the fabric that covered her moistening pussy.
Closing her eyes, Irys’ fingers peer behind the curtain of her panty, her digit immediately coming into contact with the wetness of the flesh behind it. It was Mumei’s touch, she imagined, rolling her clitoris in between her index and middle finger the way she touched her nipples. Irys’ motions were initially slow, though as soon as the image of Mumei crosses her mind, she hastens the tempo of her fingers. Mumei was a rough lover, one of the many reasons Irys fell for her in the first place. She could feel her core throb at the sudden change of pace, her erect clit graciously taking the friction that Irys’ own touch provided.
“Nghh– Mumei…” The begging came out of Irys’ lips oh so naturally, the image of her lover edging her enough to force a moan out of her. For a moment she grew conscious, afraid to have tilted Mumei once again. To her delight, Mumei has no response to this, her eyes still focused on the road as usual.
Eyes still locked on Mumei, Irys slowly pushes a finger inside herself. Her free hand clumsily readjusted her chair, tilting it backwards so that she was laying down ever so slightly. It was a good thing Irys did so, as the moment her middle finger was fully buried deep inside her, the sensation whelmed her so that she slumps down, ecstasy barely holding herself upright.
“Mumei…” Irys moans out once more, twitching her middle finger inside of herself, rubbing against her inner walls. “Anh– ah… right there… Mumei…” Irys’ eyes were shut firmly, her mind conjuring visions of what she’d wish to happen. With her own skillful performance and vivid imagination, Irys attempts to satiate herself in lieu of her lover’s current unavailability.
Spreading her legs as wide as she could, Irys carefully draws her finger out of herself, her thumb grazing against her clitoris as it did. It reminded her of the way Mumei’s nose would tickle her clit whenever she ate her out, such a subtle sensation that made her cravings even stronger. She pushes her finger back in, sitting and grinding down against her own hand as Irys tried to fuck and fill herself up.
Soon, she settles into a rhythm, the friction of her finger trying to satiate her craving core. It still wasn’t enough though, as shortly after Irys adds another finger inside her. As she pumps her digits in and out of herself, her mind trying its hardest to accompany her actions with visions of her lover. Overriding the reality that she currently lived in, Irys’ moans out her lover’s name, calling and begging to Mumei as if she were the one that was fingering her right now.
“Irys,” A voice suddenly interjects and drags Irys out of her own imagination– for a moment it took her a while to assess whether or not the voice was also a part of her mind. It was only until the sudden warmth of a hand firm its grasp on Irys thighs snaps her out of her head, the reality of Mumei’s touch dawning on her, crashing like a wave onto the shores of her quivering cunt.
Irys gasps as the same pleasant circles she had been rubbing on her legs were given by the very person she was trying to emulate such actions from. Mumei’s hands were on her, reminding Irys once more who she really belongs to.
“Won’t you sing for me?” Mumei says as she tightens her grip on Irys’ thighs.
At her lover’s beckon and command, Irys continues to fuck herself, shoving her fingers inside her moist pussy. It was a maddening sensation, Mumei’s touch causing an even more intense amount of moisture to cascade out of Irys’ throbbing vagina, more so than when it was just her filling in the gaps with her imagination. Mumei wasn’t as much of an active participant as Irys would’ve wished, but gods, the way her fingers rub and tease her inner thigh almost made her cum then and there.
“Faster,” Mumei whispers once more, her eyes still on the road. For a moment, Irys blacks back into reality, eventually figuring out that they were already driving down the highway. “Fuck yourself much faster. I know you do that much for me, mhm?”
Doing as she has been told, Irys’ back arcs in pleasure as she hastens her fingers, her actions going against the natural want of her body. She was going too fast for her own comfort, and yet the pleasurable drag of such a force filled her up so good. Her legs involuntarily buck forward, bumping against the door of the car as she continues to fuck herself in the way that her lover wanted her to. Irys’ moans echoed throughout the car, her voice quivering every time Mumei’s hand even as much as lightly pressed down against her inner thigh.
To Irys’ perplexion, she suddenly found herself unable to move the hand she’d been using to fuck herself with. Mumei’s hand had abandoned her thigh, instead wrapped around her wrist. Irys remains still, simply observing to see what Mumei’s next orders would be. In a sudden turn of events, Mumei cautiously drags Irys’ hand away from herself, eventually pulling Irys’ fingers out of her own pussy. A soft moan escapes Irys at the sensation of emptiness, however before she could properly be able to protest, Mumei deftly replaces it with her own.
“Mu– nghh…” Irys melts further into her seat as Mumei stuffs her fingers inside of her, three digits prodding and pushing deep inside of her. By instinct, Irys finds herself tightly crossing her legs, trapping Mumei inside of her. This was the warmth she had been craving , the touch that she had been wanting for so long– well, ever since Mumei suddenly got all hissy with that damned hot scowl of hers.
With a gentle tap from her vacant thumb, Mumei pries Irys’ legs apart, gesturing to her with a subtle yet firm coaxing. Irys was more than happy to oblige, moving her legs and knees as far apart as the restrictions of their tight car would permit. It was a rather awkward angle, Mumei’s fingers penetrating Irys at a sideways position compared to how she would usually do it. It was a pleasant change though, a fresh experience that stimulated Irys in ways she never would have thought.
“Am I deep enough?” Mumei asks, one hand on the wheel, the other inside Irys.
“Yes– Anhh!”
The moment Irys gave her consent, Mumei started to violently piston her finger in and out of her. She was fast, faster than what Irys could ever muster doing to herself. The way Mumei’s fingers were held had it so that her thumb would press against Irys’ clit each time she pumps inside of her, stimulating both Irys’ vagina and the cherry that crowned it.
“Sing for me, my angel,” Mumei whispers as she continues to fuck her girlfriend, hands deftly bending and flicking alongside her thrusts. Irys would reward Mumei’s handiwork with praises of her own moans, whispers and songs of her melodious exhaustion and excitement quickly escaping her lips. The gentle vibration and sway of the car greatly complimented the sensation of fullness Irys was experiencing, ecstasy causing her to further melt into her seat, a leg lifting up over the front console of the car to allow Mumei more access into her. Each thrust of Mumei’s finger would force a moan out of Irys’ lips, the air in her lungs taken away as she gets filled up oh so nicely.
Mumei continued to fuck Irys while she drived, the sounds that escaped her girlfriend’s lips somewhat soothing the straining in her own pants. Her left hand remained on the wheel, keeping it steady as the car continued to drive on the highway. Her right hand was inside Irys, feeling the warmth that Mumei wanted herself to be embraced in.
At first it was comforting, Mumei initially anticipating that her going along with Irys’ own showings of arousal would help to ease her own libido. To be fair, she was the one who started this– that kiss from earlier was supposed to be just an innocent peck. It was meant as a playful greeting, a small reward Mumei playfully asks of her partner for being a good girlfriend and picking her up. She looks back at Irys through the mirror, eyes half lidded, fully sinking into the car seat as pleasure overwhelms her.
Mumei sharply inhales, the realization of her girlfriend’s generosity dawning on her. She had only wanted a kiss, it seems as if Irys was intent on rewarding her even more.
The straining in her pants was quickly hitting Mumei’s own personal limit of tolerance, her hardened shaft now too much for her to simply ignore. So the moment she saw a vacant curb up ahead on the highway, Mumei was quick to add a mental stop on their trip home.
A rather loud groan escapes Irys’ at the sudden emptiness inside her. Opening her eyes, she looks to see Mumei’s hand on the stick shift instead. Eventually the vehicle comes to a halt, Mumei having parked on a curb by the sideway.
“Are you close?” Mumei asks, noticing Irys’ looks of distraught. Irys nods, her eyes closely watching as both of Mumei’s hands worked the car’s control as she stopped the car. “Yes… yes my love,” Irys replies, desperation evident amidst the moan of her voice. To her further distraught, Mumei clicks the driver’s door open, stepping outside.
Before Irys’ perplexion overtakes her, the door to the passenger’s seat pops open, Mumei leaning inside to kiss Irys. Still standing outside, Mumei suddenly plunges her fingers deep inside Irys once more in one swift motion, their mouths still connected. Mumei’s thrusts were much deeper, their new position allowing her much more leverage for movement. Lips still locked, Mumei’s free hand tinkers with the position of the seat, pushing it as back and as downward as possible so that now the chair acted as somewhat of a bed.
“I’m almost there– nghh!” Twitching, Irys wraps a leg around Mumei, pulling her as close as she could. She can feel the wave of pleasure build up inside of her, a little more and she would be almost finished–
“Mumei… –!?” What was supposed to be a pleasurable moan eventually contorted into that of disappointment, Mumei having pulled out her fingers just before Irys was able to cross over to complete orgasm. Irys’ disappointment was replaced by awe, the sight of her begging girlfriend’s shaft suddenly in front of her more than enough.
“Irys…” Mumei whispered as she slowly unsheathes herself, freeing her hardened cock from the restraints of her pants. A soft yelp leaves Irys’ lips as Mumei wraps her arms under and around Irys, her dick pressing against IRys’ disheveled skirt. In one swift motion, Mumei lifts Irys up from her seat, sitting down on the passenger’s seat before laying Irys atop of her.
Despite the chair reclining as far back as it could, they were still rather cramped, both Irys and Mumei at an incredibly close proximity with one another. As much as they both wanted to keep the door of the car open for additiona movement space, Irys reluctantly closes it, mindful that they were in a public area despite how desolate the area of the highway may seem.
“You wanted to cum, right?” Mumei asks as she slowly sheds her lower garments, kicking them under the passenger’s seat. “Work for it yourself,”
Mumei’s dick now stood proudly in the open, teasing in the way it pressed against the crumpled pleats of Irys’ skirt. Irys gasps at the contact, slumping her head forward at the feeling of ecstasy. “I want to taste you first though…” Irys hums a retort, dainty fingers wrapping around the erect shaft. The hand she once used to fuck herself now delicately caressed Mumei’s throbbing cock, moist fingers moving up and down.
“Is this your idea of revenge?” Mumei asks, watching as her girlfriend strokes her dick, pressing it up against Irys’ own clit. “Because damn it’s working,”
“Nngh–” Irys groans rather sexily, purposely biting her lip as she does so. “You’re so hot every time you’re mad,”
“And you’re so fucking sexy whenever you sing my name,”
Mumei’s dick was sensitive from having been restrained, the sensation of her now freed erection hyper-aware of the slickness of Irys’ hands. The moisture was Irys’ own lubrication from when she masturbated, now carrying over to act as lubrication so that Irys could better jerk off her girlfriend.
Hands clamp down on Irys’ waist, Mumei’s own way of releasing tension as Irys works her hardened dick. Precum leaked from the tip and onto Irys’ fingers, her fluids mixing with Irys’ own juice as Irys’ fingers worked her dick. Deft fingers curled around the curved tip of Mumei’s dick, wrapping around the taut flesh as Irys drags her hand against it.
Up and down, Irys presses Mumei’s dick against herself, humping Mumei as she tries to rub her throbbing clitoris against the hardened shaft. She thrusts her pelvis forward, wet pussy gliding back and forth from the bare of Mumei’s pelvis, dragging against Mumei’s sensitive scrotum. Warmth was quick to spread from their contact with one another, a slight creaking noise squeaking at each and every one of Irys’ humps.
Having been blue-balled unfortunately reduced Irys’ stamina, as much as she wanted to further edge her girlfriend, she could no longer take the sensation of being empty. Stroking her girlfriend’s dick against her dripping cunt was self-inflicted torture, the edging not worth the taunting of Mumei’s twitching cock against her own throbbing clitoris. It was a pleasant warmth, yes, but heavens it was far from enough. She needed to feel Mumei inside her, needed to stuff her quivering hole with her girlfriend’s erect penis, now.
For a moment, Irys looks at Mumei below her, however to her surprise Mumei wore a rather coy smile. Amusement was evident in Mumei’s face as she watched Irys work her from on top, Mumei shooting Irys a wink alongisde a purposeful lick of her lips the moment she realized that Irys was staring at her.
“What?” Mumei asks, a slight timber to her cheeky tone. “Isn’t this what you wanted?”
“Yes…” Irys replies, though she lacked the power necessary to sound as snarky as she had initially intended.
Lifting her legs behind the chair, Irys shifts her position above Mumei, supporting herself awkwardly by resting her feet between the gap on the side of the chair and the console at the middle of the car where the cupholders were. It was an awkward position, but this was in order for Irys to be able to spread herself as wide open, hovering hercore just above Mumei’s shaft. A hand ghost Mumei’s dick, trying to feel its position as Irys aligns it towards her entrance.
A soft groan escapes Mumei’s lips at this contact, the warmth of Irys’ cunt radiating on the sensitive flesh at the tip of her dick. She could feel Irys’ wetness drip on her, the moistness tantalizingly inviting. As much as Mumei wanted to forcefully slam Irys down onto herself and immediately fill her up, Mumei restrained herself, wanting Irys to suffer in the same drawn out edge tha she did.
“Go on,” Mumei taunts, not without a breathy moan escaping her own lips. “Show me how you want to be fucked,” She hisses, drawing out her words as she spoke.
Shivering both in pleasure and restraint, Irys’ knees nearly buckled at Mumei’s words. Feeling the tip of Mumei’s dick with her hands, Irys slowly repositions herself, aligning her as she slowly lowers herself onto her girlfriend’s throbbing member. She could feel the thickness tear her open, the sensation nothing like her own digit she had been using to superficially stuff herself with. Nothing beats the real thing– Irys thinks to herself, allowing her cunt to open up for Mumei.
Slowly, Irys lowers herself even further, feeling the intrusion pry her further wide open. She could feel the drag of Mumei’s penis, its length rubbing and pressing up against the inner walls of her vagina. Soon she was halfway through Mumei, stopping as she wanted to relish in the warmth it provided her.
“You taste so good”, Irys hums, savoring the spread of Mumei’s inside of her. She closes her eyes, further indulging in the way Mumei involuntarily twitched inside and against the warmth of her own insides. Irys watches her beloved as she clenches her cunt, wanting to watch how her girlfriend’s face twists and contorts as she tries to tamper her reaction.
Eventually it wasn’t enough, Irys’ unable to satiate her cravings any further. Pulling herself up, Irys begins to slowly pump herself over Mumei, shallowly fucking herself on her lover. An ecstatic lick manages to leak behind Mume’s sly demeanor, a soft moan leaving her lips as Mumei watches her girlfriend pleasure herself on her. “That’s it, good girl,” Mumei hums, placing a hand on Irys’ waist to support her. “Use me as you see fit. Isn’t this was you wanted? What you’ve been craving for?”
Bouncing herself even further on Mumei’s dick, Irys finds herself involuntarily hastening her motions, Mumei’s dirty talk proving to be a siren’s song too tempting to avoid. Her motions were shallow yet swift, Irys rocking herself back and forth on Mumei’s dick. It wasn’t only until Irys suddenly lost balance, her vigor causing her to lose her grip on her own weight. At this sudden los of control, Irys suddenly slams herself down onto Mumei, gravity causing her to drop down onto the entirety of Mumei’s thick and throbbing shaft.
“Irys–!” Mumei moans loudly at the sudden sensation of warmth, the sudden sheathing of her entire length coming off as a sudden change of pace. Irys shrivels and crumples against Mumei, the loss of control causing her to come all at once.
“Mumei–nghh…” A gurgle of moans served as the manifestation of Irys’ sudden outpouring of ecstasy, her juices leaking down onto Mumei’s dick, coating her abdomen. Mumei swears she felt Irys squirt onto her, however their proximity had unfortunately prohibited her to fully witness the extent of Irys’ unexpected climax. Trying to coax her lover into comfort, Mumei cups Iry’s chin, forcing them to face one another, Mumei eventually taking Irys’ lips on her own.
Irys’ moans sent a plethora of ecstasy throughout Mumei, her gasps of moans causing her mouth to part ever so slightly. It was an invitation, her state of bliss begging for Mumei to fully devour her. And devour she shall, Mumei shoving her tongue deep down onto Irys throat, Mumei fully savoring in the feeling of both her dick and tongue inside of Irys. Shifting herself for comfort, Irys places both her forearms on the back of the car, each resting on Mumei’s shoulders as she lovingly allows herself to be consumed by her beloved.
Mumei’s throbbing cock twitched inside Irys, her lack of a climax causing her to crave more motion. Grabbing onto Irys from below, Mumei scoops her upwards, carefully lifting Irys up over her. Mumei unsheathes Irys from herself, cautious as to not accidentally disconnect them from one another. The moment Mumei’s dick was halfway out of Irys, Mumei slams Irys back down onto herself in one swift motion, a firm grasp on Irys ass as she does so.
“Angh– Mumei… Mumei please–” Still sensitive from having just climaxed, Irys curls up into a ball, further cozying herself in the crook of her lover’s neck. She kept her hips limber and flexible, allowing Mumei to set the pace for them. Irys tightly shuts her eyes, attempting to ride the wave of sensations that is completely overwhelming her. She feels Mumei’s hard cock drill into her, twitching at each and every thrust. Their pacing was completely erratic, the unpredictability serving to further stimulate Irys in a way she couldn’t have imagined. For a moment Irys recalls how she tried to pleasure herself earlier, how no matter how adept her fingers are, it would never be enough to replace the organic kind loving that Mumei gives to her.
It was a maddening sensation for the both of them, Mumei tightly clawing Irys’ ass as she bounces her lover on top of her, Irys having completely surrendered herself to Mumei. Irys remained relatively still, only barely supporting her own balance. But apart from that– most especially in regards to her pelvis region and lower, she gives Mumei full reign to do whatever and use her as she sees fit. After all, it sounded like apt enough payback from the teasing Irys had made Mumei endure earlier.
“Are you close, Mumei?” Irys coos at her girlfriend, lifting her head from the crook of Mumei’s neck to properly gaze at her. Mouth slightly agape, Mumei barely register’s Irys voice as she is completely enraptured by the pleasure provided by their pounding, the sight causing yet another pool of warmth to coagulate in Irys’ core. She rarely sees Mumei like this, completely submitting to the animalistic, carnal desires that she instinctually suppresses.
To Irys’ surprise, Mumei’s eyes suddenly dart open, amber eyes meeting her heterochromatic ones. “I’m– Baby, I’m so close…” Mumei manages to croak out in between her gasps and moans, now thrusting upwards in an attempt to chase for her own high. For a moment Irys gasps, a pleasant warmth sprouting in her chest and core as she was taken aback by the sudden use of a pet name. It was adorable, for Mumei to show her vulnerabilities like this in such an intimate moment, it almost made Irys feel bad for teasing her as much as she did earlier.
“Come inside me,” And with Irys’ angelic beckoning, Mumei submits, unloading herself inside her partner’s warm core. Mumei’s hands gently caress Irys’ back, both an act to comfort herself and her partner. It was an incredibly pleasant sensation of release, warm fluid filling her womb and making her whole. “Let me take that all in,” Irys finds herself speaking, rolling her hips in a suggestive tease. “Don;t want any of that leaking into the carpet.
“As if any of that matters,” Mumei chides, now tracing lines across Irys’ back. “You were dripping straight into the car seat when you fucked yourself earlier– even when I continued to fuck you,”
“I love you, baby,” Irys simply retorts, stressing a pleasant melody on the last word she used.
“I love you too, but–” To Irys’ confusion, Mumei lifts her up once more, seemingly trying to contort to another position. “You know that one round isn’t enough for me, right?”
Pathetic adoration flits butterflies in Irys’ stomach at Mumei’s implications, her tummy churning as Mumei flips her over once more. With a couple of gentle nudges and some brute force carrying and manhandling from Mumei, they eventually flipped around, Irys now laying down on the chair while Mumei loomed over her.
“Surely you’d let me fuck you more, right baby?” Mumei says, and to Irys’ pleasant surprise, she continues on with using the pet name. Add to that the sight of Mumei stroking her dick while hovering her shaft just above her still sensitive hole, the anticipation was all too much for Irys.
As much as her excitement was glaringly obvious, Irys still took it to chide and tease, a pathetic enough attempt to try and bite at the hand that feeds. “Mhm, if you can still move, sure,” She says mustering as much as she can to make a mocking tone of. To her surprise, a hand suddenly snakes around Irys’ neck, Mumei’s hands pressing down against her neck.
“I’m going to fuck you so raw, you’d be thinking of me whenever you take this road,” Mumei’s voice was low, supple, possessive, every bit of warmth and domineering that Irys craved for. Her tone sends jolts of electricity throughout Irys as she speaks, these sensations amplifying as Mumei suddenly shoves herself inside Irys.
“...And you’re going to love it,” Mumei whispers, tightening her grip on Irys’ neck. It was a pleasant feeling for Irys, to willingly surrender herself to the one she loves the most. There was this instinctive sense of harm and danger from the choking sensation, however deep down she knows that Mumei would never do anything to try and cause her any real harm. It’s the thrill of walking the line, while knowing full well that she is in safe hands.
The brief lapses of a lack of oxygen causes a funny stirring in Irys’ head, not enough to be outright lethal but just perfect in the way that it heightens her various sensations. Mumei’s initial pacing was relentless, already fucking Irys at such a speed without any foreplay this time around. The wetness of both of their cums intertwine and intermingle at the core where they met, acting as pleasant lubrication to keep them moving against one another. Their car was creaking rather loudly at this rate, sounds of mechanical squeaking intermingling with the wet and moist squelches of their flesh conjoining with one another.
It was maddening to Mumei, how Irys’ cunt deliciously swallowed her dick at every thrust. There was barely any resistance, the entirety of Mumei’s pelvis clapping against the plump of Irys’ ass at every thrust. She laid missionary atop her girlfriend, hands clasping onto Irys’ neck as Mumei uses those pressure points to try and shove herself deeper into her. Irys’ own pleasure was also incredibly evident, with the way her legs wrap around Mumei’s waist, beckoning her to pound against her even more. Her eyelids flitted, the corneas of her eyes threatening to roll to the back of her skull in sheer ecstasy. The friction between them was like sparks from the clash of two rocks, enough to start a fire and keep them warm for the night.
“Fuck– fuck me… Nghh–” Continuous strings of moans escaped Irys’ lips at each and every one of Mumei’s movements, her hands clamping on Mumei’s wrist in her own attempts to release tension. Mumei’s hips pounded against Irys’ throbbing cunt in large and powerful strikes, pulling out to a point where only the head of her dick remained inside Iry, only to then utilize her entire body’s weight in her downwards momentum as she completely hilting her entire dick back into Irys. It was maddening, each hilting causing a string of ecstatic mumblings to try and claw itself out of Irys’ throat, Mumei’s hands feeling the vibrations on her neck every time she moaned.
“Mhm… you like that?” Eventually slowing her pace down, Mumei began trailing her hands across Irys’ body, finally releasing her grip on her lover’s neck. She drew a line starting from the tip of Irys’ jaw, dragging her fingers across the arch of Irys’ neck. Mumei’s hands slipped between the seams of Irys’ buttoned top, her fingers eventually working and undoing the clasping of the buttons.
“I thought you wanted me to keep my top on?” Irys teases, purposefully waving her voice in a seductive lull, knowing full well that Mumei enjoys feeling the vibrations of her voice under her touch.
“I wanted to be the one to unwrap my gift,” Mumei counters back, pressing the entire surface area of her palm on the region just above Irys’ collarbone, against the flat valley where her neck and chest connected. She had stopped thrusting at this point, her dick fully hilted inside Irys. Allowing her hands to wander, Mumei tugs off the fabric that had been concealing Irys’ chest, each of her hands palming a breast each. “Do you like that?” She asks, squeezing and rolling. her lover’s breast against her palm.
Irys only manages a soft nod, hips weak as she tries to roll herself against Mumei’s dick, wanting to feel her even more. Dragging her palm across Irys’ body, Mumei gives Irys’ breasts one more squeeze before securing her by the waist, hands clamping down against the curves of her lover’s body.
“Do you want me to fuck you even more?” Mumei asks in a husky whisper, giving Irys a little tease of what’s to come in the form of a light hip thrust.
“Yes, baby,” Irys replies, meeting the rolling of Mumei’s hips. “Yes… please…”
As Mumei held down Irys by the waist, she begins thrusting once more in a rather slow pace. Her intent was clear, she did not chase after her own pleasure, rather wanted to bask in the sight of her own penis being devoured by her lover’s eager cunt, watching in fascination as the flesh of her shaft buries inside Irys. Such a slow pacing proved to be edging Irys, with the way her hands try to desperately claw at Mumei, gesturing for her to move even faster.
“Turn around,” To Irys’ perplexion, Mumei pulls herself out, Irys momentarily stunned as the entire length of Mumei’s shaft waves in the open air. Eager to please both herself and her partner, Irys easily complies, grasping onto the back of the chair as she flips herself over. Arching her back, she raises her rear to try and meet Mumei’s pelvic area, a brief groan escaping Irys’ lips as the warmth of Mumei’s shaft ghosts against the throbbing need of her cunt.
Grabbing onto her dick, Mumei guides it towards the welcoming gaping hole of Irys’ cunt, pushing the tip of the head inside before thrusting with the entire momentum of her pelvis. “Sing for me, my beautiful angel,” She says, thrusting into Irys to punctuate each of her words. “I want to hear you sing my name,”
The two of them now laid doggy style in the car, Irys’ bare breasts pressing against the fabric of the car seat. Mumei fucked her from behind, leaning over Irys and grabbing her by the shoulder and neck. “Mumei–” Irys moans out as she pushes her pussy back against Mumei, grinding against her girlfriend as she gets relentlessly fucked. Mumei’s hand wrapped around Irys’ neck, the vibrations of her moans reverberating through their touch. “More please– anhh.. More…”
Irys cries out in each of her moans, pleasure overtaking her at the accelerating speed of Mumei’s thrusts. Clenching herself around Mumei’s shaft, Irys savors in the way this new position allows Mumei’s dick to reach her in a completely refreshing way. She feels the way Mumei’s dick curved inside of her, on how this angle hits Irys’ most tender spots inside of her, how the friction between them manages to drag out against one another in such a stimulatingly pleasant way. Her mind threatens to go numb at sheer ecstasy, legs spreading itself as far apart as it can.
“I’m gonna make sure,” Mumei’s voice were equally as raspy as Irys’, the huskiness of her voice evident in each and every one of the moans that would escape her lips. “...That your voice would be so hoarse after this that you can’t attend vocal lessons for a week,” She punctuates her words with a deep thrust, the sensation of Irys’ warm walls clenching around her after every thrust proving to be an incredibly maddening feeling.
Their bodies intertwine with one another, flesh pounding against flesh as they chased their own highs. Trying to find a better position, Mumei grasps onto Irys’ horns, finding this to be the perfect position for her to do so. A gagged moan barrels out of Irys’ throat at the sudden motion, arching her back as she allows her girlfriend to fold her over.
“I’m so close–” Irys barely manages to get the words out of her mouth in between her cries and moans of pleasure, her body acting in its own volition as she tries to meet Mumei’s thrusts. One of Mumei’s hands momentarily release Irys’ horns, scooping underneath Irys to flick and rub at her clit. “Yes… yes Mumei, I’m all yours— I’m—” The unexpected friction of Mumei’s fingertips against her throbbing clit were what pushed Irys over the edge, guiding her to climax.
Irys’ tightening around her throbbing shaft in just the perfect way were ultimately what led Mumei to her own climax. The sensation of Irys’ core throbbing against Mumei’s dick as she finished helped guide the warmth in Mumei’s own core to release, Mumei’s incoherent moans blending along with Irys’. “Irys… Baby…” Mumei gasps, grasping onto Irys’ horns in an attempt to steady her. “Baby I’m so close– Can I come inside you again?” Her words intermixed with moans of ecstasy and pleasure, Irys relishing in the way Mumei’s body moved atop her as Mumei chased her own release.
“Fill me up, baby…” Irys weakly answers, still too feeble and sensitive from having just climaxed. The rawness in her core became much more apparent as Mumei’s thrusts grow even more shallow, her grip on Irys’ horns tightening at the growing anticipation of release.
A couple more shallow thrusts and Mumei finally releases, making sure to fully hilt herself inside her girlfriend as she comes. With a firm grasp on Irys’ horns, Mumei pulls Irys closer to herself, making sure that their bodies are flush with one another as she comes. Irys relishes in the sudden warmth inside her, her hypersensitivity after having just climaxed as well allowing her to fully feel the sensation of her lover inside of her.
“Can you hold me?” Irys absentmindedly asked, still too blissed out from having just been fucked to heavensense. “Alright alright…” Mumei replies, equally as hazy as her partner. Despite still feeling weak from coming, Mumei still manages to lift Irys up, scooping her in a way that allows Mumei to properly sit on the passenger’s seat while holding Irys in her arms.
Leaning against Mumei, Irys finds herself curling up further into her girlfriend’s touch. “I love you so much,” Irys whispers into Mumei’s ear, snuggling against the crook of her neck.
“I love you too…” Mumei replies just as softly, pulling Irys even closer to herself.
Laying partially naked in a cesspool of their own fluids and sweat, Mumei and Irys simply basked in the presence of one another. Despite having just been flush with one another, Mumei and Irys haven’t been this close to one another. A quick aftercare after having engaged in such intimacies in a relatively public area was quite generous of Mumei to give, Irys fully savoring in their contact event at such a cramped situation.
They sat in the welcoming silence, basking in the serenity of the now night sky. Lights of cars would drive past them, the realization that they had probably missed a lot of other cars just dawning on them. Irys was the first to vocalize this, pointedly turning towards Mumei before she spoke.
“How far away are we from home?” Irys asks, genuine concern seeping in her voice. “Now you’re worried?” Mumei finds Irys’ worries quite humorous, unable to resist throwing in a small chide. “Traffic hours must’ve passed by now, we should be a quick way to home,”
Irys perks up, briefly lifting herself off the seat. To her surprise, however, Mumei’s grasp on her waist remained.
“Let’s stay here for a while,” Mumei insists, cupping Irys’ head closer to herself. “I’m beat,”
As Irys opens her mouth, she slowly begins to feel the hoarseness in her throat settle. For a moment she sneaks a glance at Mumei, carefully eyeing the now calm features of her lover’s face that once contorted in desire for her. She recalls Mumei’s words from earlier, on how she intended to fuck Irys to the point that she looses her voice.
“Same,”Irys’ reply was soft and sweet, a quick cough proving that Mumei lived up to her ludicrously sexy promise.