Fight the Feeling

Author's Notes: written for teddy! reminder that this is a PWP LOLICON fic!

“Don’t you wanna touch me, Big Sis?” Hamuko asked in between soft sucks. “I’m always touching you... It’s not fair.”

Something stirred in Mitsuru’s guts at the sight of her leader’s big russet eyes staring into hers. Her smaller hands squeezed her generous chest as her little tongue ran messy circles around her nipple in a way that drove her absolutely crazy. This was disgusting. Every time she was left alone with Hamuko, she told herself to behave. She told herself that she would not fall victim to the little girl’s wiles. She told herself that every time would be the last time. Every time, she gave in. Part of her knew that it was wrong to put all the blame on the girl. It wasn’t like Hamuko meant anything by asking her and the other girls—thank god for that, who knew how quickly she would have fallen if it was just the two of them—to join her in the bath. It wasn’t like the girl meant anything when she asked to wash Mitsuru’s back.

It wasn’t like Hamuko knew Mitsuru’s intentions when she asked her to join her in the bath the week after.

“You’re so pretty, Big Sister Mitsuru...” Hamuko murmured as she washed the redhead’s hair. Even if she was sitting on the tiles with no stool, Hamuko had to stand on the very tips of her toes to get to Mitsuru’s scalp. Her flat chest brushed against Mitsuru’s soapy back. The young woman shivered as she felt the girl’s small but incredibly stiff nipples against her heated skin. “I hope I can be half as pretty as you when I’m older.”

“You’re plenty beautiful now, Hamuko.”

The little girl giggled. “I have a weird question.”

“Yes? What is it, Hamuko?”

“Can I touch your boobs?”

The question made Mitsuru freeze. Somehow, what little nerve the heiress had left inside of her left her all at once. Heat pooled and overflowed from her core as she realized that Hamuko, the little girl she had a vile attraction to, looked at her. She swallowed.

“...Yes, you may.”

Greedily, the girl dove in towards Mitsuru’s now heaving chest and attacked it with a hungry mouth and greedy little hands that sank into the soft flesh. Hearts might as well have shone in those big eyes of hers as she sampled the older girl’s body.

Despite how often Mitsuru ‘let’ Hamuko touch her, she never touched her back. This apparently bothered the girl. Somehow it felt more okay to be molested by a ten-year-old than to molest her. Of course, in the eyes of everyone else, it was just as deplorable. She was still a disgusting pervert for taking advantage of such an innocent girl. She was the adult in this relationship. She could have said no. Yet she didn’t.

Hamuko’s little teeth raked across Mitsuru’s stiff nipple as she waited for a response. The older girl moaned as she gripped her expensive sheets so tight that her knuckles turned white.

“I know you wanna... so why don’t cha, Big Sis?” she asked before shoving Mitsuru onto her back. 

Wine red curls spilled across fluffy pillows as her eyes met Hamuko’s big, round ones. A cheeky grin split itself across the girl’s face as she climbed on top of the woman. A smooth, hairless and puffy cunt greeted Mitsuru’s vision as she sat down on her lips. White-hot arousal and shame washed across the teen’s body as her own lips parted and her tongue raked across Hamuko’s underage pussy.

The tang of Hamuko’s arousal was overwhelming. Mitsuru’s heart pounded inside of her chest as heat continued to build and build inside of her with each sheepish lick. Shakily, she placed her hands on the girl’s narrow hips and pushed her against her mouth. Sweet, high-pitched moans escaped the young girl as her ‘big sister’ ate her out. She trembled atop her face as her toes curled beside Mitsuru’s head. She ground her hips against her lips as her tight little cunt twitched and throbbed around nothing.

Aching arousal attacked the girl from all directions as Mitsuru latched onto her clit. White-hot pleasure drove itself deep into her core as the teeny bundle of nerves was assaulted by an eager tongue and hungry lips. Slick dripped from her folds and stained the young woman’s face as she continued to buck and grind against her.

“That feels so good, Big Sis! Keep licking me!” she squealed as her fingers tangled themselves in Mitsuru’s locks. She tugged on her hair as her hips shoved hard against her mouth. Shudders wracked her body as her orgasm grew closer and closer. Mitsuru could feel the pulse of the girl’s tight walls clenching together as her breathing grew heavier and more desperate. “You’ve been dreaming about this, haven’t you?! Naughty, naughty Big Sis! I-I’ll let you touch and lick me all you want from now on~!”

Mitsuru’s eyes screwed themselves shut as the girl teased and laughed at her in between needy little moans. Her own hips squirmed and blood boiled in her ears as the girl teasingly dished out insulting names like ‘lolicon’ and ‘pervert’. She wasn’t wrong but it made her melt with shame. Her own pussy throbbed as Hamuko practically fucked her face.

With a high-pitched squeal that definitely rang down the hall—Mitsuru just had to pray that Yamagishi and Takeba were at club right now—Hamuko came. Sticky, tangy juices gushed onto her hungry lips as the girl moaned and twitched atop her face. Panting, the girl rolled off and flopped onto Mitsuru’s mattress in a sweaty heap. The older girl writhed in discomfort. Slowly, her hands moved down between her legs to relieve herself only for Hamuko to grip onto her wrists and slam them against the headboard.

“Gross lolicons don’t get to cum unless I say so.”