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The sun shines through the window as Ulala kneels in front of Maya at her desk, mess on the floor not enough to put her off given the strange dildo she’s unveiling.
“So… see this pump?”
Ulala nods as Maya settles the curved dildo into the harness, sliding the pump through a special hole as she locks it in. “Oooh, did the harness come with the—?”
“Yes, and you’re supposed to say, ‘yes, Ma-ya! What does it do?’”
With a scowl, Ulala folds her arms over her chest. “Now that you’ve said it, I don’t want to do it.”
“Don’t be a brat!”
“You’re smiling too much.”
“And you sound like Baofu. Relax!”
At that, Ulala narrows her eyes. “What… does the pump do?”
“I’m so glad you asked!” Ignoring Ulala’s grumpiness, Maya gives the pump a squeeze, and the dildo twitches. “You see, if I squeeze it enough times…” Pump, pump, pump, pump— “It gets hard!”
“Ma-ya, that’s only half-hard at best.”
Maya gives the dildo a slap, and it stays stiff under her palm. “Mmmm mmmm!”
“Okay, okay… What do you want me to do?”
“What you always do?” When Ulala pauses, Maya grins down at her as if the answer’s obvious. “Suck!”
“God, next time Suou-nii calls you the sweetest girl in Kounan, I’m going to grab his tie and throw him into the ocea—”
“But I am the sweetest girl in Kounan!”
Ulala stares up at Maya, unimpressed. “Okay, Miss Congeniality, I’ll suck your cock.”
“Wooooo!”
Giving the tip a kiss, Ulala wrinkles up her nose at the realistic looking dildo. “Why’d you get this thing anyway? Don’t they have inflatable dildos in pink?”
“Don’t you say you wish we could suck each other’s dicks for real?”
“Ma-ya, this is not that. This is gross and veiny.” When Maya’s face falls, Ulala gives the tip another kiss, sighing as her face lights up. “Geez, Ma-ya, okay. I love your thick, veiny cock.”
“Hehehe, I think I should start investing in more of these—”
“Nope!”
“— Okay.” Maya groans as Ulala takes the tip into her mouth, before giggling at Ulala’s disgusted expression. “It’s fine, Ulala! It’s not going to bite you.”
“Mmmmm…” Every inch of her reads doubt, but Maya pats her head kindly. “Ugh. At least return this once you’re done with it.”
“I’ll pass it off to Elly-san.”
“God, Elly-chan and her one million sex toys… I don’t think she needs another.”
“Keep sucking!” Maya encourages Ulala back down, smiling all the while. “Ohhh, you’re so sexy when you suck my cock, Ulala…”
“Mmmph.”
“And you’re the one who tells me not to wrinkle up my face like that! If you get wrinkles, we’ll know exactly what did it…”
“Mmph!” Ulala slides deeper down, slapping the shaft annoyedly. “Mmph.”
“You’re being such a brat today! If you keep being so bad, I won’t show you the surprise I got yoooou…”
That gets Ulala’s attention, glancing upwards with intrigue. “Mmh?”
“Yeah… A big surprise! It’ll make it all worth it.”
She slides off, jerking Maya’s cock with her hand as she tilts her head to the side. “A better surprise than the time you blindfolded Yukino-san and brought her to the apartment?”
“Why is that the standard?”
“No reason,” Ulala replies quickly, sinking back onto her with a slight blush.
“Well, it’ll be better than tickling Yukino until she accidentally comes… I think.”
Ulala’s cheeks burn a little brighter, wondering whether she still thinks it was an accident. “Mmmm…”
“Trust me, ‘lala. You’ll have fun.” Maya pulls her deeper, occasionally squeezing the pump as Ulala works her up. “Haaa… You have no idea how badly this makes me want you…”
“Mmmm?” Ulala gazes skyward with wide eyes. “Mmmm, mmmm—”
“Are you saying you’ve secretly taken a liking to my cock now?”
Ulala glowers, shaking her head with her in her mouth. “Mmmmm!”
“Okay, okay! This harness does have a gap at the bottom, y’know…” Maya parts her legs ever so slightly, a not-so-subtle hint to Ulala what she can do next. “I’m all ready for you.”
“Mmmm?” Ulala runs a finger up Maya’s thigh, smiling as she giggles, shivers following her in her wake. “Hmhmhm—”
“Stop laughing! It doesn’t tickle that much!”
Ulala runs her finger in a circle, using her nail to leave Maya’s knees weak and hand grasping onto the pump. “Mhmm?”
“Ulala, you—!” Maya swallows away her nerves as Ulala rakes her nail over the harness, reaching her curly bush in seconds. “Ohhh… Don’t tease me!”
“Mmmhmm mmhm hmm hm-hmmm.”
“Was that more praise for my big, fat—?”
“I could say the same for you, Ma-ya!” Ulala spits onto her cock with wet lips, spreading it around with her tongue as Maya grips the desk behind her tightly. “You absolute… mmmm…”
“There you go… Feels better when you’re sucking me off, doesn’t it?”
“Mmmm…” She’s back to scowling, but now with a finger teasing Maya’s rippling pussy lips. “Mmmhm mhmm.”
“I love you too, ‘lala.” Even though it’s not what she was saying, Ulala still lights up, and Maya cups her cheek affectionately. “Now, about my pussy…”
“Mmmm…” Ulala curls her wrist around, sliding her finger in as she searches for the spongy spot that leaves Maya dizzy every time. “Mmmm, mmmm…”
“If my cock was real, I wouldn’t be able to stand with the way you’re working it up…”
“Mhm!” Ulala nods, finger finding the spot and pressing gently. “Mmmm?”
“Oh— ohhh, but that’s good too…” Maya grips the edge of the desk, eyes hooding over as Ulala massages her g-spot carefully. “Mmmm, Ulala… you can go harder…”
Ulala cocks an eyebrow. “Mmm mmm?”
“Ye— yes! I always tell yo–oooookay! Ohhh, ohhh, that’s better…” Maya sighs delightedly as Ulala rolls her eyes, pumping her wrist up and down between her thighs. “Mmmm! Mmmm…!”
“Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm…”
“How did you make that sound so mocking? Oh— oooh, right there!”
It’s hard for Ulala to stay mad for long, cheeks flushing as Maya shivers around her wrist. “Mmmm?”
“Yessss… Don’t stop, Ulala…!” She grips the pump a little tighter as her legs give out under her, tugging on Ulala’s hair to avoid falling. “Ahhh… I feel so dizzy…”
Ulala winces as the tip of her cock hits her throat, fingers shuddering as she gags on her. “Mmph! Bwuh…”
“Nooo, Ulala— ahhh!— you’re doing so well!”
“Too big…” Even then, she goes straight back to sucking, Maya pulling her deeper as her legs tremble either side of her. “Mmmm…”
“Yeah, yeah, just like that…” Maya wobbles on her toes, squeezing the pump for balance once again. “Oh, fuck…”
Ulala swallows around the shaft, tasting the faintest hint of something odd in her mouth. “Mmmmph…”
“What’s that, ‘lala?” She shakes her head in response, fingers pressing deeper at her g-spot. “Aaah— ohhh!”
Once again, Maya squeezes the pump instead of gripping anything stable, hand wobbling in the air as Ulala tastes it again, confusion running wild across her taste-buds. “Mwhhh…?” Salty, syrupy— no, that can’t be right—
“Close! So, so close!”
Ulala gazes up at Maya, ignoring the taste issue as her thighs spasm around her. “Mmmm, mmmm?”
“I am! Don’t, don’t stop…” She squints down at Ulala throat deep on her cock, smiling with wavering lips as her hand grips the desk for dear life. “I won’t last, ‘lala…”
It’s as good an invitation to go harder as any, speeding up her fingers as Maya tightens and gushes around her, fists squeezing as she shudders from tip to toe. The poor pump takes her abuse, and all seems fine until that salty taste turns to thick ropes hitting her throat.
“Ghhh—!” Ulala gags, but Maya’s completely oblivious to her agony, giving the pump hell as she leaks down her thighs. “Ghkk, hrrk!”
Instead of reacting, Maya gazes skyward dizzily. “Ohhh, Ulala…!”
“Ghmmhk fhhk!” With no other options, all she can do is swallow as Maya’s fingers squeeze and release relentlessly, load after load filling her mouth. What is this?! The taste sits somewhere between actual cock-cum, salty and violently acrid, and a mixture of salad dressings, creamy and vinegary. None of those things should go together, and yet they do, creating a miserable concoction of taste. “Bluuurgh…”
“Haa, haa, you look so cute, taking my cum like that…”
At that, Ulala snaps up, eyes fiery. “Whhh fhhk dy’mmh?”
“Ahh, what was that?” Maya squeezes the pump once more, and when a shot of cum fires, Ulala glowers at her, unable to do anything but swallow. “Oh, you’re so good, Ulala…”
“Mmmyaaaa!” Pulling off her strap, Ulala gives her an utterly unimpressed glare as Maya giggles, squeezing it one more time to unleash a shot straight across her body. “What’s your problem?!”
“I thought it’d be fun to try something new!”
“You didn’t say you filled the strap with… icky bleck!”
“Icky bleck?” Maya grins slyly, reaching her finger down to scoop a drop from the tip with a smile. “It’s not that gross, Ula— ack! Oh my god! That did not taste that bad a week ago!”
“A week?!”
“I cooked this up a week ago, exactly how Elly-san told me to!” Maya’s jaw drops, giving another test squeeze that squirts straight across Ulala’s face. “Oops, sorry.” Her pinky finger tastes what’s on her lips, tasting it again carefully before grabbing at her stomach. “Oh my god! This is so bad!”
“Ma-ya, are you sure you tasted it?”
“I did! I taste-tested it so many times! I even got Katsuya-san to taste test, and he—”
“You got Suou-nii to taste-test your cum?!”
Maya goes pink. “He didn’t know it was cum!”
“Ma-ya!”
“It’s just yoghurt, water, and eggs…”
Ulala goes pale. “You left… yoghurt out for a week?”
“Just a week!”
“Ma-ya, that stuff curdles in a day!”
She shrugs, grimacing ever so slightly as she glances over at her window. “I added some extras in too…”
“Oh god…”
“Well, after he left, I added a bit of salt to make it taste realistic—”
“Ma-ya!” Ulala buries her head in her hands, agony spreading through her stomach. “Somehow I feel worse now, knowing all this…”
“How does salt make it worse?”
Ulala groans softly, stomach gurgling. “I don’t know…”
“Are you okay?!” The moment she spots Ulala grab at her tummy, she drops to the ground and holds her tight. “It’s okay, Ulala! We can clean up, and get you some nice food—”
“No… more… food…”
“What if I asked Katsuya-san to go over to your favourite cafe and get some treats for you?”
Ulala sighs, sinking her head into Maya’s shoulder. “Maybe… only once I’m better…”
“Good! Want some help getting up?”
“Yes please… Fast track me to the bathroom before I wriggle out of my skin, Ma-ya…”
“Eep! On it!”
One hot shower later, and Ulala nestles up in a pile of blankets on Maya’s floor, watching her clean up the yoghurt splatter with a guilty expression. “Ma-ya…”
“Hmm?” Attentively, she turns her head to Ulala with a smile. “What’s wrong?”
“Are you—? Ah, I think I need another hug.”
Maya beams, putting down the cloth and scooting across the floor in her fluffy pink dressing gown. “Of course, ‘lala!”
“Thank you…” Ulala nuzzles into Maya’s shoulder as she wraps her arms around all the blankets, smiling gently. “You don’t have to feel bad. It was a genuine mistake.”
“Oh— that’s kind of you, Ulala…” When Maya goes quiet, Ulala makes a quiet questioning noise that makes her laugh gently. “Oh, sorry! I was just… ahhh, I feel a bit embarrassed about it all, honestly.”
“It’s fine… Is there something on your mind?” Maya shrugs, and Ulala swallows away her questions that would’ve followed. “Don’t worry about it, Ma-ya. I had fun.”
“Mmmm?” She cocks her head, smiling teasingly. “You always have fun being bratty… I should let you have it more.”
“Oh— you do though!”
“Do…? Hehe, yeah, yeah…” Before Ulala can work out what she was going to ask, Maya nods with a grin that leaves her mind empty of thought. “It’s good for us to get a bit of balance in; you care for me, I care for you.”
“Exactly.”
“Mmmm.” Maya nuzzles her cheek once more, before moving to rub her nose against hers. “Ulala…”
“Yeah, Ma-ya?”
“Does your mouth still taste of… week old eggs?”
A laugh bubbles from Ulala’s lips, eyes shining as she gives Maya a confused look. “I dunno. Does it matter?”
“It doesn’t.”
Ulala doesn’t have to ask why, as Maya brushes her lips against hers before diving between, lavishing attention upon her upper lip as her hands slip under the blankets. It’s easy to pull her in by the ties on her dressing gown, and easier to hum contentedly against her as the world comes to rights again. The upset rumble in her tummy can be ignored when Maya’s there to soothe her. With a few gentle strokes, Ulala’s pining heart fits perfectly in the palm of her hand, sliding under her robe to caress it calm. Even the faraway unlocking of the front door is distant noise as Maya’s tongue presses at her lips, the sweetest remedy for the curdled aftertaste of misadventure. Nothing really matters so long as Maya’s here.
“Guess who brought croiss—!” The door shuts as soon as it opens; the only thing that could make them part. “Sorry!”
“It’s okay, Katsuya-san! Give us a moment!” Maya licks her lips coyly, before Ulala fixes her robe with burning cheeks. “Funny how he always does that.”
“I’m going to steal his key and hang him upside down from the balcony.”
“Ulala!” Maya laughs from her belly, doubling over in giggles as Ulala straightens herself up and gets to her feet. “Wait, wait, don’t do it—!”
“I won’t, I won’t… but only if you don’t want me to. If you change your mind…” She shrugs with a cheeky grin, pulling down her nightie’s hem from under her robe while gazing at the door. “Suou-nii, you brought food?”
“Yes… Is it okay to come in now?”
“It’s fine.” When he opens the door, Ulala immediately dips a hand into the bag, stomach growling as his eyes widen. “Ughhh… Tell Ma-ya to put her yoghurt in the fridge next time.”
“I was wondering what she was cooking…” Katsuya gives Maya a curious look, but she just grins back, a stonewall of positivity. “Ah, but it’s fine. I’m always happy to help you with your cooking journey.”
“Next, you gotta teach her to put her leftovers back in the fridge… and not to microwave them with plastic wrap on top!” Ulala takes a croissant with a grin, pacing back to Maya’s bed before flopping down, curling up on her side as she eats. “Ughhh… week old dairy…”
“Would you like a cinnamon bun, Amano-kun?”
“Yes please!” Maya bounds over, pinching the bun out of the bag Katsuya passes to her. “Mmmm… Thanks for bringing me a snack too!”
“You’re the one who made me sick!”
Katsuya chuckles wryly, picking up a slice of lemon cheesecake for himself. “I’m always happy to help.”
“As our ‘friend with a car,’ it’d be cruel if you didn’t…” Ulala bites further into her croissant, moaning as she tastes sweet, creamy chocolate spilling across her tongue. “Ohhh, this is heavenly…”
“Heh… It’s exactly what you need after— oh, there was egg in there, wasn’t there?” Somehow, Katsuya doesn’t lose composure for one second, dipping into the kitchen before returning with antacids. “I’ll be here to take care of you both for the night, so long as Tatsuya doesn’t fall off his motorcycle again.”
“Again?”
“Both?”
Katsuya looks between them, before starting with Maya. “He fell off it last week in the driveway… I had to give him a lecture about drinking and driving, but he’s finally ungrounded— well, unless he does it again.”
“Geez, hope he’s okay.” Ulala frowns, while Maya giggles. “Ma-ya! It’s not funny!”
“You grounded your eighteen year old brother?”
“It was that or take away his motorcycle— oh, I wasn’t the one who grounded him. Father and I were discussing the new residential tax rate.”
“Really getting the most out of your taxes, forcing Tatsuya-kun to spend more time at home.”
“Heh, that’s what I said. He didn’t find it very funny.” Katsuya shrugs, before giving Ulala a funny look. “And didn’t Amano-kun eat it too?”
Ulala shoots Maya a pointed glare, who gazes back in confusion. “Uh… she—”
“Mhm! I thought it’d be a good snack…”
One more glare towards her girlfriend, but if Katsuya notices, he doesn’t pay it any mind. “I can’t let you both try and look after each other if you both end up with food poisoning.” It’s sound logic even if Maya isn’t looking a shred unwell, although he does cough lightly afterwards. “And you should probably avoid kissing until you’re not going to throw up.”
“Speaking from experience?”
Katsuya goes pale. “It’s all fun and games until it actually happens.”
“Oh my god…” Maya snickers on the floor, while Ulala pats the bed next to her. “Was it with who I think it was?”
“Sit down, Suou-nii! You have to tell us what happened.”
“Really?” When Maya nods eagerly, Ulala barely able to do more than clutch her stomach, croissant in hand on the bed, he sighs. “Okay… okay. I guess it’s warranted, before you two traumatise each other even more than you already have.”
“Gee, thanks… Stop laughing, Ma-ya!”
As Maya rolls from side to side on the floor, Ulala snaffles an apricot danish from Katsuya’s pastry bags as he settles down next to her, moving Maya’s pillow under her head with a worried smile. “Okay, so it was a Saturday night after you two had gone home…”
The moment Ulala catches Maya’s gaze, Maya mimes two fingers tapping her lips as Ulala bites into her danish. Lifting an eyebrow, Ulala swallows her danish, and Maya mouths, “Good, Ulala.”
“Are you serious?”
“One more?” Maya widens her eyes, pouting at her as Ulala takes another bite. When she swallows, movement subtle as Katsuya blabbers on, Maya narrows her eyes with delight, resting her head on her hands. “You’re so cute…”
“Ma-ya!” She’s now hyper-aware of every swallow as Maya follows her every move, but this awareness brings new opportunities. Now she can flit her tongue across the flaky pastry, bite in and swallow agonisingly slowly, then flash her clean tongue at her voyeuristic girlfriend. At least until…
“And when Kirishima-kun let Kido-kun into the apartment, I could feel the night spiralling downhill the moment he pulled that homemade cider out of his coat— oh, Serizawa-kun, are you feverish?”
Ulala snaps her head up to Katsuya, feeling her cheeks as a burn billows across them. “Ahh… I don’t think so?”
“You’re panting… Where’s your thermometer?”
“Top shelf, first cupboard on your left when you enter the kitchen,” Maya helpfully offers.
“Thank you, Amano-kun… Stay there, Serizawa-kun!” He dashes out, leaving the pastries on the bed right in Ulala’s reach.
“Mmmm… He bought shortbread…”
“Ulala?”
Ulala glances over at Maya, tapping her lips once again. “Ma-ya, we nearly got caught—!”
“You’ve just got the big apricot left…” She gives her a pleading gaze once more, folding her arms over her lap thoughtfully. “Please, ‘lala?”
“Mmmm…” She sinks her teeth into the apricot, splitting it into two as juice squirts into her mouth. “Mmph! Stupid… apricot…”
“Oh, Ulala…”
Ulala sighs as she sticks the other half into her mouth, chewing thoughtfully before looking Maya dead in the eye as she swallows. “There. Now, never stick anything in a squirty strap again.”
“Awww… If you insist.”
“I’m back!” Katsuya dashes into the room just in time to miss the glare Ulala shoots Maya, sliding the thermometer under Ulala’s tongue before she has a chance to react. “One minute… from now. Ahhh…” Sitting back down next to her, he stretches out his arms, giving her an apologetic look. “Now, where was I?”
“Kido-kun and his cider?”
“Ah, yes! So Kido-kun put this massive bottle of cider on the bench,” Katsuya explains, checking his watch all the while, “and said it was guaranteed to turn a good night great. Baofu didn’t believe him, so naturally he had a sip, and a sip turned into a few more…”
“As it does with Baofu.”
“Stupid Bao…”
“This time, I’m inclined to agree.” Katsuya chuckles, and Maya flashes Ulala a smile that makes her insides light up with warmth. After she nods back, she lets her eyes close, listening to Katsuya retell his story as the seconds tick by. “So I had a try, and let me tell you, I’ve never had such sweet yet strong alcohol! I had a little more, but I’m not sure how that turned into a whole glass…”
When her eyes open, instead of sunlight streaming in from the windows, it’s now shining from the ceiling as Maya leans against the bed next to her, gazing up at her. “Guh?”
“Good morning, sleepyhead.”
“Did I sleep through the whole night?”
“No, you didn’t.” Katsuya’s cool tenor comes in quick from the side, and when Ulala turns, she sees her body covered in blankets in front of a tired looking Katsuya. “Amano-kun insisted… but you’re running an awful fever. How she’s unaffected, I have no idea—”
“I’m just that good!”
“Ma-ya, you’re built of sugar cubes and toothpicks.”
“Heh, well, she is the sweetest girl in Sumar—”
“Hey, that’s only supposed to be Kounan!” Ulala groans and rolls over, but her body moves sluggishly when she wants to go quickly. “Ughhh… Oh, I don’t feel good…”
“Would you like me to get a bucket?”
“Please, Suou-nii…” She flashes him a thankful smile as he dashes off, before yelling after him, “Bathroom!”
“Thank you!”
“Ulala, you missed his story… It was off the rails—!”
“Ma-ya, promise me next time you want me to swallow you, just ride my face. It’ll be far less messy.”
Maya smirks, watching Ulala turn pink under her teasing gaze. “We can do that… We can do that.”
“Not now though!”
“You sure?”
Katsuya stomping around in the next room is enough to make them both lose it with giggles, before Ulala nods, lips pressed tight together. “Yeah… As much as I want to hang Suou-nii from the balcony, I don’t think I could walk to the fridge by myself right now.”
“Mmmm… And the fridge is important, isn’t it?” Maya giggles, stroking Ulala’s hair affectionately as warmth blossoms under her clammy skin. “Don’t worry, ‘lala, we’ll get it right next time.”
Ulala beams as much as she can given the turmoil in her stomach, but what shines even brighter is Maya’s smile, toothy and brilliant. “Yeah… Love you, Ma-ya…”
“Love you too, Ulala.” She leans forward and presses a kiss to her forehead, not minding the sweat across it one bit. “Now, if I kiss a little lower, I wonder if Katsuya-san will accidentally come back i—?”
“I found the bucket!”
Maya sighs, shaking her head while Ulala giggles weakly. “Okay, fast kiss!”
It’s a relief that Maya doesn’t mind her crusty tasting mouth, nor her feverish skin; not even Katsuya’s surprise appearance can take away the sweetness of the moment, a comforting aftertaste lingering long after Maya pulls away. It doesn’t matter for long though; he and Maya cook her dinner, keeping things simple and easy on her stomach. Katsuya ends up taking residence on the floor, and Maya insists on cuddling Ulala’s fever away with a cheeky grin. It’s perfect.
Even if Ulala does wake up to Katsuya giving Maya a food safety lecture in soft whispers over her head, wincing apologetically once they realise she’s awake. Does it matter though, when Maya promises to make her something even more yummy and delicious for next time?
“You have to get rid of the…” Ulala glances over at Katsuya nervously, before grinning. “The thingy, first.”
“Oh? Do you not like the thingy?”
“What is the thingy?” Katsuya asks quite earnestly, missing Ulala’s blush. “Do I need to get more mixing bowls for you two?”
“Yes please, but… ah, forget it.” There's no way she's explaining that with a sore tummy and clammy skin! Ulala gives Maya a long, exhausted look, before burying her face in Maya’s sleep shirt, much to her amusement. “Good night, everyone…”
“It’s seven in the morning!”
“Exactly…”
“Want me to call in sick for you?”
“Yes, Ma-ya…”
Katsuya snorts. “I’ll vouch for you too. Is Baofu lenient with these things?”
“Only as lenient as he was with Kido-san’s cider!” Maya bursts into giggles, and Ulala groans. “Oh, Ulala, we’ll fill you in. Katsuya-san did the silliest thing!”
“It was… ah, it was silly, actually…”
“I’d expect nothing less…” Ulala grins deep in Maya’s decolletage, earning a ticklish squeal from Maya. “Ugh, you two can take the wheel though.”
“Leave it to us!” Maya strokes Ulala’s messy red hair as she punches in Baofu’s number, voice far away as Ulala slips back into sleep with a smile. Thank you, Ma-ya…