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"Th’name is Kyouko. Just Kyouko. I’m Kasamino’s resident mahou shoujo and the best fighter this side…

KYOUKO IS CHANGING BLOGS. I AM MAKING HER A MAIN BLOG AND, AS SUCH, YOU CAN FIND HER HERE.

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"Th’name is Kyouko. Just Kyouko. I’m Kasamino’s resident mahou shoujo and the best fighter this side…

KYOUKO IS CHANGING BLOGS. I AM MAKING HER A MAIN BLOG AND, AS SUCH, YOU CAN FIND HER HERE.

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"Th’name is Kyouko. Just Kyouko. I’m Kasamino’s resident mahou shoujo and the best fighter this side…

KYOUKO IS CHANGING BLOGS. I AM MAKING HER A MAIN BLOG AND, AS SUCH, YOU CAN FIND HER HERE.

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"Th’name is Kyouko. Just Kyouko. I’m Kasamino’s resident mahou shoujo and the best fighter this side…

KYOUKO IS CHANGING BLOGS. I AM MAKING HER A MAIN BLOG AND, AS SUCH, YOU CAN FIND HER HERE.

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"Th’name is Kyouko. Just Kyouko. I’m Kasamino’s resident mahou shoujo and the best fighter this side…

KYOUKO IS CHANGING BLOGS. I AM MAKING HER A MAIN BLOG AND, AS SUCH, YOU CAN FIND HER HERE.

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"Th'name is Kyouko. Just Kyouko. I'm Kasamino's resident mahou shoujo and the best fighter this side...

KYOUKO IS CHANGING BLOGS. I AM MAKING HER A MAIN BLOG AND, AS SUCH, YOU CAN FIND HER HERE.

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Even if Homura intended on finishing that question, Kyouko doesn't give her the chance to. In one fluid motion, she pins the girl to the floor and begins to lick and suck and bite at her entrance, lapping up whatever arousal she can and stroking Homura's clit attentively. 

Kyouko was almost like a wild animal, the way she operated on instinct and impulse, though not completely tactless. That much is evident when she slips her tongue between Homura's fold, her thumb grazing circles around the girl's most sensitive spots as Kyouko does everything in her power to eat her out and lick her clean.

- - - f o x and r a t (@Moemura)

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That was more like it. Kyouko gives a little grin of approval and slides further in, leaning down to kiss Homura's cheek before continuing as she had been before. Honestly, having this much power was proving to be pretty exciting and restraining herself this much was starting to be a chore. Sure, she could go ahead and cum but then the fun would be over.

And then she gets an idea. 

With a wide grin, Kyouko starts starts to thrust and grind wildly against Homura,  the girl squeaking and bucking and writhing under her. It was starting to look like she wasn't the only one who was getting close. Still, Kyouko was going to hold true to her promise. Nobody cums until she does.

When she feels her orgasm threaten to burst, she abruptly pulls out and forces Homura back to her knees. Before the girl can ask any questions, Kyouko's cock is in her mouth and she's grinding against the gunner's lips.

"N-Nghhh... y-ya better swallow all of it..."

- - - f o x and r a t (@Moemura)

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Oh, that just wouldn't do. Homura wasn't answering her and it sends a little twinge of irritation to the pit of her stomach. Puh- she'd rectify that quickly enough. 

A shaky hand snags another ruler from the desk, Kyouko's movements becoming agonizingly slow and gentle as she pops Homura on the side of her ass, hard enough to leave a mark but not cruelly so. Her own arousal was practically throbbing inside the girl but she pushed it aside for the moment. Punishment was a necessity after all.

"I asked ya a question, didn't I?"

- - - f o x and r a t (@Moemura)

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It's not long before Kyouko falls into the rhythm of things, thrusting hard enough in and out of Homura to rattle the desk slightly and knock a few things off. Not that Homura seemed to mind- the girl was practically putty in her hands and the throaty moans and whimpers only emphasize the fact. A smug, if not labored, grin tugs at Kyouko's lips. 

"L-Look aat'cha... practically beggin' fer more..." She licks her lips and tilts her head a bit. "Ya like gettin' fucked from behind, eh? We jus' started and yer already so wet-"

She emphasizes the word with an abrupt and deep thrust, leaning in far enough to nip at the girl's throat.

"Yer practically drippin' fer me... how cute... how bad d'ya want it, huh? How bad ya want me t'let ya cum?"

- - - f o x and r a t (@Moemura)

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Homura's answer comes in the form of Kyouko's hips pressed firmly against her backside, the girl's length sliding along her slick entrance teasingly as Kyouko practcally growls in the girl's ear. "Mrrr... perfect... you like this though, don'tcha? Hehehe... that's real naughty, Akemi..."

Her voice drops to a whisper and she playfully nips Homura's ear with her fang. "I wonder what the teacher would think... Homura Akemi getting fucked senseless over her desk."

As if to prove her point, Kyouko adjusts her hips just enough to slide inside the younger girl's slit, a loud growl of approval rumbling in her chest. "Mmm... ya like that? Bet'cha ain't never done this before."

Her hands slide to Homura's hips, gripping firmly as she pumps in and out slowly, occassionally stopping to grind against her partner's ass.

"That's okay. Kehehe... you ain't gotta do much. Jus' leave it ta Kyouko."

- - - f o x and r a t (@Moemura)

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It continues like that for a while, Kyouko guiding Homura's movements and making feral noises of pleasure as the smaller girl squeaks and whines around her. It's not long before Kyouko realizes this wasn't satisfying enough though, not with as amateurish and nervous as Homura was. Maybe it was time for a change of pace.

"Bend over th'desk." It's a command, not a request, and her tone surely shows it. Gently, she presses Homura's head back enough for her length to fall free of the girl's mouth, a little dribble of saliva still hanging between the girl's bottom lip and the tip. 

"Take off yer panties but leave yer skirt and top on. An' hurry up- I ain't got all day."

- - - f o x and r a t (@Moemura)

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Kyouko gives a little groan of approval when Homura's lips finally wrap around her tip, hips sliding upward just a bit at even that much. Oh yes, this was definitely worth the time it took to initiate, that was more than obvious now. One of her hands, shaky as it may be, finds the top of Homura's head and presses down just enough to force more of her shaft into the girl's mouth. Once she's sure the girl won't choke or anything of the sort, she guides Homura's head up and down with a firm grip.

"H-Holy shit... mmmm.... keep doin' that..." She mumbles, the grin on her face only spreading with newfound pleasure egging her on. "Hollow out yer cheeks... a-an' move yer tongue more... put a lil' heart into it, eh nerd?"

- - - f o x and r a t (@Moemura)

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Her free hand slips beneath the waistband of her skirt, tugging it down just enough to retrieve her length from her underwear and stroke herself idly, still staring down the younger girl and licking her lips all the while.

"What do I want you to do..." She murmurs as if she is deep in thought, steadily curling the tie around her fingers to pull Homura closer and closer. "I want you to put it in yer mouth an' suck. Can ya do that, nerd? An' don't be shy neither- you ain't cummin' till I do."

- - - f o x and r a t (@Moemura)

Homura watched idly, as Kyouko moved over to sit in the teacher’s seat. Frowning, she stood up shakily, her legs still feeling a bit wobbly from a moment ago, and made her way over to the desk, placing her hand on it for some support.

Between Kyouko’s legs…w-what did she want her to do there?! Homura’s blush returned full blast to her face as she glanced at the girl’s face. Trembling, she moved in front of Kyouko, and hesitantly got down onto her knees as told. “W-what do I…do…” She asked meekly, not even sure if she could get her nerves to relax enough to allow her fingers to do anything constructive. 

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"I'm thinkin' we'll hit the beach first, while it's still bright out and stick around until sunset. I got a lil somethin' special in my bag for when it gets a lil darker." She grins and wiggles her eyebrows playfully. "Uuuu, I bet the curiousity is gonna eat you alive all day... fufufu, Sayaka-chan can be so impatient sometimes. But a good surprise is worth tha wait!"

A smug smile passes over Kyouko's lips and she leans forward to sip at the milkshake between them. "Yer gonna sleep real by tha time I'm done with ya, that's fer sure. Kyouko-chan has a lot in store for ya~"

"Even if that was the case I wouldn’t go letting some kind of dream upstage me." Sayaka said with a smirk. "Sayaka-chan’s gotta keep on her game, you know? Especially for Kyouko." 

She chuckled and continued with her food now that she was in front of it again. After all, she was in company that didn’t like it when she wasted food. “So, what’s in store after this? Beach, or something else? Heh, you’ve got me up for pretty much anything.”

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"Hmm.... what do I want..." Kyouko murmurs idly as she makes her way to he teacher's desk. Without much of a thought to it, she plops into the plush rolling chair and relaxes. Yes, this would do nicely.. had to stay comfortable after all. The lancer grins wickedly and snaps her fingers a few times before pointing to the spot on the floor between her legs.

"Get over here. We'll start real simple, cuz yer new to this-- see? I am sweet. Pro'lly the sweetest person ya know right now." A cackle as she leans back in her seat, eyeing Homura almost hungrily.

"I want you to get on yer knees an' show me a good time, shortcake. Do that an' then we'll talk."

- - - f o x and r a t (@Moemura)

Homura was left panting and flustered by the time Kyouko found it appropriate to stop. Her body felt on edge, almost aching for things to continue until there was some kind of…finish. But instead she panted in her chair, a heavy sense of shame and embarrassment as she looked down at the floor.

"P-please…w-what do y-you…want f-from me, then?" She asked quietly, faintly wondering what it took to get just that, some kind of finish. She felt further shame realizing that. She’s never experienced things like this before, and despite now having involuntarily ended up like this, she felt a desperate sense of frustration at having been left hanging like that.

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It continues like that for a little while, Homura writhing and whimpering beneath her and Kyouko stroking the girl's crotch with her foot, occasionally laughing or taking another long lick of the soul gem still nestled safely in her grasps. Getting the girl wound up was no problem at all; in fact, Kyouko is almost positive that she could have her undone in no time should she want it. 

Oh, but that isn't what she wants at all.

When the telltale signs begin to appear and it looks as if Homura is about to lose it, Kyouko stops. Her foot no longer strokes, simply presses, and the soul gem is retrieved from her mouth. An almost cruel grin tugs at her lips.

"Aw.... poor thing... you thought I was gonna finish ya off, huh? You were so close too. A shame. I mean, I'd love to, shortcake, really, but see... that ain't how business works. You get half up front and half when you pay yer debts."

A smirk.

"Mm... unless you still want to leave? Gonna be a real awkward walk home with yer panties soaked, yanno."

- - - f o x and r a t (@Moemura)

Homura stumbled over to the desk, sitting in the chair without any argument. She was still trying to recover from the ministrations that Kyouko wouldn’t even cease right now. She whined, the feeling growing much more intense when Kyouko got rougher. It felt new, scary in its own sense. Pleasurable, but that was why it freaked her out, she didn’t know why it felt like that. 

Distracted as she was, she didn’t even notice before Kyouko’s foot ended up between her legs, pressing rather firmly. “Eh?!” She let out a small eep, face turning bright red. She seemed to attempt to move away from it, though she merely just added to the slight movements against her. “N-no I…I-I mean, I…” At a loss for words, the lightly panting ravenette whimpered, stuck merely squirming in place and shuddering.