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theundergrounddrabbles · 6 years

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YuuNero (request)

A/N: This is probably not close but the requestor asked for it

The barren room was enough to maintain her isolation when the loud slam awoke her from the lull. The last of the excretion came with the stammering voice echoed in the room.

“Come out! Show your face!” The voice roared as the light tap to the ground produced a beat to the person’s amusement. “You guys are wimps!”

Yuiri wiped up and pulled up her underwear and skirt. Her feet were on the toilet seat as she climbed to the partition. The fear lingered when she heard the first stall’s door slammed into the partition, vibrating towards her. Her view only showed the jet black hair when it came closer to her as the eyes turned to the window. In such an area, the school was quite clean and crawling away from the voice, Yuiri slid to the window and jumped down into the bushes. The slight ruffling attracted the voice however she was much further away from the situation before seeing a person sitting upon the stairs.

“Someone is here.” Yuiri whispered when the head snapped back towards her.

“You mean? There’s someone at the school?” The student tilted her head.

The voice roared again with both turning to the door as it exploded open. The group ran out from the side to glare upon the female who drew the gazes at them. Yuiri stepped back into the bushes when the jet black-haired female leapt out into the crowd. Yuiri watched through the branches with the female wielding a thick, wooden sword jammed into the group. She continued to observe until her opposition were lying upon the ground.

Yuiri felt her chest tightened up before watching her again with the sword, striking them in the ribs twice. The woman scanned the area before using the sword to flip the black skirt of one of them and pointing towards them.

“Weak. Look at here. Are you excited?” The woman growled. “Virgins never felt pain before and here you like this.”

“Nero… please.” The one assaulted, yelped. “It isn’t fair.”

“Well… the stick is doing good work. Nice you wore white today.” Nero replied with a large smirk.

“Nero!”

The jet black-haired woman howled into the air. Yuiri grew anxious yet the group dispersed upon her next glance over. The woman had disappeared from her view when she arose to find her with the weapon resting on her shoulder. Yuiri froze upon the sight of her. Nero was centimeters away and her quick reaction caught the collar of Yuiri as the weapon was by her head.

“You look cute.” Nero snickered.

“Nero-san… I don’t fight.” She confessed.

“Easier to deal with I guess.” Nero shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t have to knock you down.”

“You don’t seem to wanting to defeat them with your weapon.” Yuiri recalled. “You did something else.”

“Good observation… your name?” Nero leaned in.

“Yuiri. Murayama Yuiri. Still you want to take me a prisoner?” Yuiri tilted her head.

“We can do it here or there but the other side is a bit rough.” Nero moaned. “You guys always wanted the hetero side and on my end we are in open-ended relationships but we still use protection.”

The information was partially correct. The other side had developed the liberal agenda that created chaos while she was in the conservative realm of the greed. Yuiri heard the bell and walked out of the bush when Nero threw the weapon against the chest. Yuiri felt the impact and paused before grabbing the weapon and pulling it aside.

“Nero… you win and stop picking on the rest of the student body. I’ll show you something.”

Yuiri was familiar with the town and yet the secret was a loophole in the town itself. She rushed out from the school grounds and turned the corner. With a few glances, she charged across the street to the collection of buildings before pushing the door open into a dark room. She grabbed the hand of Nero before slamming the door behind them.

“What is this? You set me up.” Nero called as they continued into a dimly lit passage until stopping at the dead end.

Yuiri saw the red light and pressed the buttons that appeared in the order before the door opened up in front of them. The room was plainly dressed with the pictures of frames with stock photos. Continuing down was an area of chairs and tables before a case of cans to the side and Yuiri pointing to the furniture.

“The rule is if you’re caught with someone, it means prison. Yet no one knows about this place which is split between the two areas. Still, you made one of us embarrassed and could report you.” Yuiri informed her. “You wouldn’t get away from the police though with your weapon. I’m saving you from them as much as I’m open to your play.”

“I know that.” Nero smirked when she saw a glass in front of her.

“Drink?” Yuiri inquired.

“Sure…” The other woman replied when she saw a clear liquid being poured into her cup. “You seem rather nice…”

“Well… danger brings the best out of people and I’m a bit bored.” Yuiri laughed, raising her cup.

After a brief touch, the drink soothe down her throat. Yuiri knew the place as an area of safety between the two areas. Nero inhaled the air around them, placing her weapon down to the side, and glanced down at the glass. Yuiri was protected about the woman at hand although there were many issues about co-existing especially with the other when Nero glared at her.

“You a virgin?” She asked.

“What makes you think I’m one?” Yuiri snarled.

“All about that town and what not… yet you went all this way to shield me… there’s something more.” Nero moaned. “I want to see suffering because it attracts me to others and every day I use my weapon to soothe my urges.”

“I see. Well, I don’t want to feel forced so you undress first.” Yuiri smirked in return.

Nero glared across the table when she lowered her eyes towards Yuiri. Even for the first time, crossing that line seemed daring to about a woman and especially her style was opposite of her own. Pulling off the thick, black jacket, Nero held the black blouse as she quickly unbuttoned with the gloves and peeled back to the snow-colored skin with the nude bra upon her body. Yuiri noted her garment showing her lack of assets yet she had been intrigued by Nero’s body when Yuiri walked over and polish over the skin.

The silky feel under her fingertips was rather surprising when Nero gripped her fingers and yanked her down to brush by her lips. The alcohol lingered in her mouth when she moved her hands over to the shoulders and gripped the muscles firmly. Yuiri heard the pops from her neck, swaying side to side before moving the lips over to the open area.

“Yuiri~ don’t tease me.” Nero moaned. “I want to be the aggressor. It sucks when someone does it.”

“Let me have those few minutes. You never seem to let go.” Yuiri whispered, nibbling upon the ear.

Her body shivered upon the light massage and teasing her warmed being. Yuiri analyzed such people yet her inability to relax was a telling sign and continued the massage before moving her lips to the ear.

“Nero, are you horny when you dominate a person?” She murmured.

“I want to see suffering. I don’t want to suffer.” Nero roared as Yuiri stepped back. “I’m not great at interaction.”

“Well… you have to go through some other trials.” Yuiri smirked. “Your breasts are soft.”

She knew the depression into Nero was testing her might. The fear was going to come out yet what was going to make her snap. Yuiri was delving into the psyche as the hands were into the bra with the nipples stiff like an eraser. She withdrew them swiftly and unclasped the back to reveal them in view before Nero threw the hands away and grabbed the stick to aim it towards Yuiri. Despite the battle, Yuiri felt at ease against the woman who had destroyed her classmates and the embarrassment of her lust. Still it was Nero who was topless in front of her.

“I gave you warning.” Nero growled.

“You can have me. Just a bit surprised how long it takes you to feel dominated.” Yuiri laughed. “The rage builds up yet in a fight you would strike and in this case you are adjusting.”

“I don’t have my other weapons.” Nero lowered the weapon to her side. “I wouldn’t want to hurt you.”

“Nero-san… It’s fine. There’s many items here. Just the fact that he shop you speak of in on the other side so you wouldn’t have to feel worried.” Yuiri snarled when the woman pointed the weapon back.

“Before we proceed again… you have to disrobe.” Nero demanded when Yuiri nodded back.

She followed up to the point of bearing her chest to the woman. Her eyes grew wide upon the sight. The fear was knowing her bust was a bit bigger and the eyes were concentrated on them. Nero reached out and felt the weight in each hand. They weren’t different in shape but to fill her hands was a pleasant surprise when Nero moved her lips up to Yuiri. Her weight took to the wall when Nero slammed her body upon Yuiri before releasing her lips.

“Everything looks cute on you. We have to change that.” Nero smirked, squeezing down upon the tips of her breasts. “It’s true you don’t fight, right?”

“Do you want an attack?” Yuiri yelped.

“A sense of resistance.”

Yuiri snapped her leg up as Nero galloped backwards with a wide smile. She caught something yet Nero didn’t indicate a location as she glanced down. Nero struck like lightning and fell over onto the ground. The pain caught the organs as she felt something escape between her legs. Yuiri heard the laugh from Nero as the trap was set for her, pulling her to the ground with her partner gripping the ankles.

“Ah, I did catch you there. Maybe you need some clean up.” Nero scoffed as she placed the foot upon the spot. “It’s rather soaked. You like this?”

Yuiri didn’t move her head yet it was like a knot below her midsection with the foot pressing up to the womanhood with the hysterical laugh before releasing her grasp upon the area. Lying in the daze, Yuiri glared at Nero when she leaned over and struck her across the face. The humiliation was the tactic she had seen before however upon her it was calming to acknowledge the situation when she saw Nero in the corner of her eye removing the underwear from under the skirt.

The darkness covered her when she felt a stream running upon her face. The briny flavor gave a clue yet the muffled laughter came further as she lowered her body upon the face with the stream coming to a close with the hair brushing across her cheeks. The scent lingered in her nose before she lifted up and walked away. Her sight was swirling in front of her about Nero when she turned into the puddle and got to her knees.

“You give up?” Nero asked.

“No… a bit amused though.” Yuiri grinned back. “The room is that way.”

Following the direction, Yuiri opened the light to the cramped area with the bed that would fit both of them with the rest of her clothing removed. Grabbing the towel to the side, she licked her lips off the saline liquid when Nero approached her and tossed her onto the bed. Straddling over the body, Nero gripped the neck, slowly squeezing it in her grasp as the breathing came to a gasp. Pressing up to the lips, Nero continued to close her fist before withdrawing for the brief second.

“You okay?” Nero asked.

“Yeah.” Yuiri belched out. “What else?”

“There’s other things… like this?” Nero smirked before turning her body around.

Yuiri was aware of the item in the nether region. Many people were unaware of it yet she was curious of it and touched it with Nero turning and flashing a smile. Nero noted the wall and grabbed the long set of beads. Yuiri laid upon the mattress with the eyes upon the ceiling before a cold sensation ran up the spine. The backside felt the slight flare with each ball widening up the hole and letting a moan as it lingered in the colon as Nero took to the top again.

Grabbing the wrists, she locked them onto the bed with the cuffs before turning back for the last piece as she heard the motor noise when it touched her body. Yuiri’s voice shrieked into the room as the strong vibrations caught her instantly. She wiggled with Nero holding open the sex with her fingers as she felt the liquid spew out from her body. Letting out her screams, the tremors grew along the slit with the legs kicking around. Taking to Yuiri’s side, the lips closed around the nipples, digging the teeth into them.

Nero noted the sporadic movements before pausing and turning to the woman as she stared aimlessly at her before placing the item to the side. Straddling over Yuiri’s body, Nero glared upon the body. The rage consumed her yet the lust was adding to the frustration and seeing Yuiri adapting to her style brought a smirk from her.

“You done?” Yuiri asked.

“For now.” Nero nudged her. “You can come and follow me.”

Even for the moment, she drew a different conclusion and stood with her hands still in the cuffs. Yuiri wasn’t certain yet for both Nero had taken her back to the table to have another drink as they thought thoroughly in the decision and both let out a smile.

“Don’t come and terrorize the school.” Yuiri murmured.

“Fine. Come over often to release my fury.” Nero proposed as the other woman agreed. “Why?”

“Because you have a cute body and I know what makes you tick.” Yuiri laughed when Nero nodded slowly.

“It’s good by me to accept that deal.”

Nero stood and struck her across the face. The pain seemed minimal yet the passion was still expanding to the differences in the pride and imaginations of the two people.

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