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“I’m going to get some snacks!” Subaru announced brightly. “Anyone else want to come?”
Tomo slid off the keyboard stool. “I need water.”
“I’ll come too,” Rupa added.
“Momoka? Nina?” Subaru asked.
“Nah, I’m good. I’ll stay here,” Momoka replied from where she was sprawled on the couch.
“Mm, I’ll stay too,” Nina said.
“Okay! We’ll be back in a few!”
As soon as the door clicked shut behind them, Nina had pounced on Momoka, who was still lying on the couch, oblivious, to capture her lips in a feisty kiss.
“I thought they’d never take a break,” she commented in between pecks.
“Nina,” Momoka managed to get out in between the assault.
“Shut up and kiss me back,” Nina ordered.
Momoka finally got a hand on her cheek and pushed her face back, careful not to use too much force. “And what if I don’t want to?” she teased.
Nina scowled down at her. She yanked open Momoka’s hoodie in one swift move and pushed the fabric off one shoulder, leaving it exposed. Without a second of hesitation, she dived down, attacking the newly exposed skin.
Momoka recoiled in surprise. “Hey! Cut that out.”
Nina took no notice.
“D-don’t leave a mark,” she tried again, after it became apparent that Nina wouldn’t listen.
She felt Nina hum against her skin. “Don’t worry, your hoodie will cover it up.” She nibbled gently at the taut skin stretched over the collarbone, then kissed up Momoka’s neck and along her jaw, making Momoka squirm and bite her lip. Then, seeming to tire of that already, her free hand hooked through one of Momoka’s belt loops and tugged down. “C’mon.”
“No way. The others will be back soon,” Momoka said firmly.
Nina’s eyes burned blue fire into hers. “Subaru always takes forever to choose her snacks. And the others will obviously stay and help her decide. So hurry up and take it off before I do it for you.”
Momoka grimaced. She was right. And the ache down below was getting harder and harder to ignore.
She sighed in resignation. “You're really too much to handle, you know that?” She shifted to let Nina pull off her shorts… then froze. “Shit.”
“What? Quit stalling.” Nina tugged impatiently at the loop again. She then became aware of the silence and looked up, following Momoka’s gaze to the door.
Where Rupa could be seen casually leaning against the doorframe and hiding a smile behind her hand.
Nina’s shock quickly morphed into anger. She slid off of Momoka and stormed to the door. “Hey! How long were you standing there!?”
Rupa simply smiled innocently and dodged her question entirely. “Subaru and Tomo will be coming back shortly!”
As Nina seethed in the middle of the room, Momoka sat up and zipped her hoodie, fully aware of the flush of embarrassment on her cheeks. It was made even worse when she looked up and caught Rupa’s eye; she was clearly thoroughly enjoying the atmosphere she had created.
As Subaru and Tomo reentered the room, arms full of snacks and blissfully unaware of what had just transpired, Nina marched back to the couch and yanked on Momoka’s sleeve. “Tonight. You owe me.”
Momoka sighed to herself and refrained from arguing that it should be Nina owing her, after riling her up like that and then hanging her out to dry.
Nina paused and looked up, mouth smeared, face framed in between Momoka’s thighs. “Hey, it was totally your fault that we got caught today.”
“No way. If you’d kept your hands to yourself—“
“—Stop pretending like you didn’t enjoy it,” Nina interrupted, eyes glinting with mischief even in the dimness of the room.
“...Whatever. And hurry up.”
A smug grin, a flick of Nina’s tongue. Momoka’s shudder and sharp intake. “And what if I don’t want to?”
“…You little shit, stop playing with me—!”
“…”
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