{Akari}
"BAAAAABE!"
Haruka's voice hits me like a siren call seconds before she crashes into me, our tits squishing together in the best kind of hello. Not that I'm complaining. My hands find her waist like they belong there.
"Missed you too," I laugh, steadying us both. "How's my favorite partner in crime?"
"Dying without you." She pouts those perfect glossed lips at me. "Like, damn, these separate classes are homophobic, I swear."
"Pretty sure that's not how that works."
"Pretty sure I don't care~" She steals a kiss that tastes like strawberries, her lips reaching up to touch mine. "Ready to practice that resonance thing? We got four days to get it perfect."
"About that..."
My eyes catch on fishnet and black hair.
Reina's standing off to the side, staring at her phone like it just insulted her platforms. Her tail's curled so tight around her leg I'm getting sympathy pains.
[Damn, she looks stressed as hell.] I smirk. [Let's help with that~]
"Hey, gorgeous!" I call out, watching those cute ears perk up. "You busy?"
Those ice-cold sapphires flick up from the screen, narrowing.
God, she's hot.
"Why?" There's SO MUCH attitude packed into that one word, I swear.
"'Cause me and my girlfriend here," I squeeze Haruka's waist, loving how she melts against me, "are about to go practice some fancy magic, and you look like you could use a break from whatever's got you looking ready to murder that phone."
Haruka, proving why she's literally perfect, picks up what I'm putting down:
"Yeah, come hang! We won't bite. Promise! Well..." She throws a wink that makes my heart melt. "Unless ya want us to~"
Reina scoffs, fighting off a smile.
[Don't think I didn't notice that, baby. We're reelin' you in like... A shark? I'm bad at metaphors. Or is it similes? Whatever.]
"I... have a meeting."
"Another one?" I raise an eyebrow. "Baby, when's the last time you did something fun?"
"..."
That pause? That right there tells me everything.
It's like I just reminded her that fun exists somewhere in the universe, probably in a galaxy far, far away from her designer rebellion.
"That's what I thought." I untangle myself from Haruka and sashay over to our favorite goth queen. "Come on. One afternoon of watching me be amazing won't kill your perfect record."
I watch her resistance crack in real time.
Those black-painted lips twitch just enough to count as a win.
"Fine, fine, I guess I could spend a minute or two." She sighs like she's making some grand concession, like this is literally painful for her.
Doesn't matter. We win.
"Yay!" I clap my hands, making sure my puppies bounce just right. "Besides, you can help critique our form. You know, make sure we're..." I let my eyes drag over her body like I'm already undressing her, "doing it right."
The blush creeping up her neck? Worth every second.
"Look," she types something into her phone before finally slipping it away, "I'm only going cause I want to see if you're actually as good as you claim. Just saying."
"Oh baby," I purr, "I'm better."
Haruka bounces over, linking arms with both of us like this is totally normal.
"This is gonna be fun! Also, not to be too gay on main, but your eyeshadow is literally perfect and I need your secrets."
As we head toward the practice rooms, I feel Reina's tail brush against my leg again. This time? Yeah, that's definitely not an accident.
[Oh? Maybe Miss Proper isn't as proper as she pretends~]
But that's a thought for later. Right now, I got a trial to practice for and two absolute snacks to impress.
[Time to show off a little.]
And maybe make a certain goth queen blush again while I'm at it.
---
The practice room practically vibrates with magical energy as me and Haruka take our positions. Our hot goth queen perches on a desk near the wall, pretending to be super focused on her phone like she's not totally checking us out.
"Your stances are wrong," she says without looking up.
"What?"
"Your stances are wrong." She actually glances up this time, those blue eyes of her sharp as knives. "You need to mirror each other perfectly for resonance to work."
[Oh? Look who knows her shit. AND she's finally paying attention~]
I adjust my footing, watching Haruka do the same.
"What, like this?" I make sure to arch my back just right.
"Better." Now she can't take her eyes off us. "It'll help your mana channels align. Shift your hips- no, other way."
Oh, you want me to shift my hips? I make the movement slow, deliberate, putting on a whole show. Her ears twitch - yeah baby, I saw that.
"Babe, stop teasing and focus," Haruka laughs, but she's doing the exact same thing, showing off that perfect ass. "Unless you're trying to distract our cute tutor?"
"Maybe~" I throw a wink that makes Reina's tail curl tighter. "Is it working, gorgeous?"
She practically snaps her neck looking back at her phone, but that blush creeping up her pale skin? Caught you, baby.
"The resonance requires complete synchronization," she mutters, tail practically a pretzel at this point. "Your energies need to- oh."
That 'oh'? That's because I just pulled Haruka against me, our bodies pressing together like we're about to start something wayyy more fun than magic practice.
Energy sparks between us, making my skin tingle.
"Like this?" I purr, sliding my hand down to Haruka's waist, to just the top of her amazing ass.
"I- yes, actually." Reina's ears are straight up now, phone completely forgotten. "The... The proximity helps establish the initial connection. You need to..."
Her voice trails off as our magic starts weaving together, purple and blue mana dancing around us.
I have to mentally will my dick not to get hard as I feel Haruka's warmth on me.
"Feels good," Haruka breathes against my neck, and fuck, it really does. "Like when we-"
"Focus," Reina cuts in, but her voice is strained as hell. Her eyes keep darting between us and her phone like she's having an internal crisis.
We practice for another hour, getting closer to true resonance with each attempt. Reina's actually dropping some serious knowledge between panics.
[Damn, girl knows way more than she lets on. That's kinda hot.]
Finally, when we're both sweaty and satisfied (well, in one way at least), Reina stands up like her designer pants are on fire.
"I should go. I have... things."
"Thanks for the help, baby," I call after her, watching that tail swish as she practically runs away.
[Definitely filing that reaction away for later.]
Once we're alone, Haruka collapses against me, nuzzling into my neck like the cutie she is.
"So," she mumbles against my skin, "what's the deal with our hot goth tutor?"
"Mm?" I run my fingers through her hair, loving how she melts. "What do you mean?"
"Don't play dumb. I saw how you were watching her. You're into her, aren't you?"
I can't help the grin spreading across my face.
"Oh, hell yeah I am. There's a whole damn party trapped in that girl. She just needs someone to help her let it out."
"And you're volunteering?"
"Maybe~" I kiss her forehead, soft and sweet. "You'd help me with that, wouldn't you?"
Grinning, Haruka sticks her tongue out and swipes it across my lips.
[This little...]
"Babe, please. Like I wouldn't kill to see you unwrap all that repressed energy." Her hand slides lower, teasing. "Think she's ever been with another futa?"
"Definitely not. But..." My grin turns wicked. "I bet she wants to be."
[And, so do I, tbh.]
We share this look that promises all kinds of trouble before gathering our stuff. As we head out, I can't stop thinking about how Reina's tail kept uncurling every time she thought we weren't looking.
[Yeah, there's definitely a party in there. Just gotta figure out how to start it.]
And baby? I am SO good at starting parties.
---
{Reina}
My platforms strike the marble as I try to walk off this heat between my legs. My tail's gone rogue, swishing with each step like it's trying to talk on my behalf.
[Get it together. You're better than this.]
But the images won't stop playing in my head.
Akari and Haruka, pressed together like they're trying to become one. Their magic crackling between them purple and blue lightning that makes my cock throb just thinking about it. The way they moved together, so fucking casual... like society's rules are just suggestions written in disappearing ink.
My face burns hotter.
[Stop thinking about it. Stop thinking about her hands, her eyes, the way she looked at you-]
But I can't delete the footage playing in my mind. The energy in that room made my skin sing, and it wasn't just from magical resonance.
Someone brushes past me in the hall.
I stop.
I almost miss it, but there's something too careful about how they do it. Like they're trying so hard to seem casual that it wraps right back around to suspicious.
[Hm?]
All I see is a flash of perfectly styled brown hair and an immaculate uniform that probably costs more than my car. Then they're gone, disappearing around the corner.
[Was someone watching the practice?]
I shake my head though. Obviously. Why wouldn't they watch? Akari's practically fucking famous now. The S-Class gyaru who broke the assessment test's scoring system. Of course people want to see what she can do.
So, I make nothing of it.
My phone buzzes. Jun again.
[Doesn't matter. None of this matters. Get back to your own life, Reina,] I sigh. [All this... it's just extra to you.]
I quicken my pace, trying to outrun those images burned into my fucking brain.
I have meetings waiting. Expectations to meet. A whole future mapped out in corporate domination and careful conformity.
That's me. That's my life.