We’re sad pathetic just sit there and stare at the wall with your hands folded because you know only she could help but she’s not here so it’s kinda just embarrassing horny tonight
I would also like to remind everyone that by this point in the four hearts au the dokis are grown ass women.
(DDLC four hearts au, Yuri and Sayori, blowjob, Yuri is trans so BOO! Girl pebnis, Sayori’s oral fixation is showing..)
Yuri thought she was alone, Monika and Natsuki had went for the long boring drive to visit Monika’s aunt Willow back where they grew up and Sayori was dead asleep in the bedroom..
So Yuri watched tv, she would be reading or even working on her own novel but the silence of their apartment was beginning to ware on her patience. So she threw on whatever was popular on Netflix at a respectful volume and decided to kill a few hours until Sayori woke up, but much to her surprise, looking down at the feeling of something fluffy at her knee she saw her girlfriend shoving herself into a place to rest her head on her thigh.
“Good evening dear… why are you on the floor..?”
She asked,
“I dunno.”
Sayori replied lazily, readjusting her head so her ear wouldn’t press on the fold of Yuri’s shorts. “How long have you been up?” Yuri asked, running a hand through her coral hair. “A little bit, didn’t wanna bug you but I was getting lonely.” She closed her eyes and after a pause that felt longer than it was she giggled, opening them with that little gremlin look she got before saying something obscene.
“Yuriiii?” She asked with a whining tone, “Y- yes dear?” She stuttered, damnit don’t stutter, she hasn’t stuttered since High school expect when Sayori looked at her like that. “I’m bored, want head?” She asked so causally it took Yuri’s head a second to catch up to her ears, “W- I mean- wait- yes! I mean yes. B- but why is th- that immediately what you want when b- bored..?” By the time Yuri had struggled out the sentence Sayori was already fidgeting with her zipper with her pinky, “I like when you feel good, also I like the face you make after~”
Yuri was sure she was so red it looked like she’d been hung upside down holding her breath, this wasn’t out of the ordinary behavior for her girlfriend but usually she was a lot more… teasey with it, using indirect language, innuendos, childish hand gestures, she was rarely this direct, it was honestly a turn on.
“Is the squeaking and spacing out a yesss?~” she reached up and poked Yuri on the forehead, unsteadily balancing on one arm and knee from how far up it was. “Y- yes! Please..” Sayori giggled and cooed ‘Awww~’ as she didn’t hesitate for a second to yank the zipper down, it seemed like she wanted this more than Yuri did.
Pulling Yuri’s jean shorts down out from under her and down to her ankles was a smooth but impatient motion, her underwear morose though they only made it to her knees before Sayori stopped caring and focused on what she wanted.
Yuri couldn’t look, Sayori had seen it hundreds of times before but the fear that she would think it was gross never did go away, given years of evidence and the way she took it in her hand without hesitation painted a very different picture, but Yuri was still embarrassed of it, it wasn’t very big, it wasn’t very thick, it wasn’t very impressive at all, years of hormone therapy and using it on her own as little as possible had left it mostly soft. It certainly felt like it was rock hard to her but in reality if Sayori tightened her grip just a little bit it would squish under the pressure.
Of course none of that mattered to Sayori. She just saw it as a part of Yuri she could play with to make her feel good, and that’s exactly what she intended to do. Yuri looked down again just in time to watch her press a soft kiss onto the head, “You haven’t shaved in a while, growing a garden down here?~” She asked with that teasing half lidded stare as she met Yuri’s eyes.
“I uh- I’ve been- I- I wasn’t-“ Sayori smiled while she struggled for words, “I like it.” She said, punctuating her praise by beginning to move her hand slowly up, causing Yuri’s breath to hitch and cease her mumbling. Back down, slower this time, stopping at the base to keep the skin tight as she kissed it again, trailing a few more down until she met her fingers and let go to drag her tongue back up to the top before finally taking it past her lips. “Oh-!” Yuri covered her mouth after the involuntary noise, she knew how thin their walls were, especially in the living room. She could feel Sayori giggle at that, the vibration was a weird but not unwelcome feeling to pair along with her girlfriend’s wandering tongue as she drew herself up and down at a medium pace.
It felt good, better than anything she could do herself, but she never knew what to do with herself when one of her partners did something like this solely for her pleasure, at least when they were both getting something from it she could focus on making it good for them, and Sayori especially didn’t like someone else trying to take control. So she just found herself watching and gripping the couch cushion, trying to be quiet and loosing the battle.
“S- Sayyy- y- oh!- Mmgh.” Yuri felt Sayori’s nails tap her knuckles and she peaked over and let go of the cushion to take her hand. Something different, that wasn’t soft. A small bit of panic as she met her partner’s mischievous eyes. Pressure, panic, it was a bite. A small one at the back of her mouth, almost no pressure, just a little spice that she got way too worried over, much to Sayori’s entertainment by the way she giggled again she she got back too it a little faster. Yuri breathed hard, she always did something like that but she never expected it.
She was getting closer. She could feel the tingly pressure rising from her pelvis and sending a shiver down her legs, “S- oh god, I’m almost-“ all stimulation stopped. Sayori sat back and stretched her arms, “I think I’m done.” She smiled with one eye open and trained on Yuri, throbbing in the open air. There it was. There was the Normal teasing. “B- but you said-“ “I asked if you wanted head not if you wanted to finish~” she giggled, “P- please-“ “What was that?” She leaned forward with her hands on her knees, way too smug for someone with a chin shining with her own spit.
“Please let me- f- finish.” Yuri tried to keep eye contact, Sayori liked when she did that. “Mmmm.. say it dirtier, you talk like a librarian.” She was definitely enjoying this way too much, “Sayori I-“ “That doesn’t sound very dirtyyy~” she poked Yuri’s knee, “I-“ Yuri sighed, “Dear, please m- make me.. cum. With your mouth.” It felt so cringe when she said it, it always did. “Close enough! Good girl!” Sayori praised as she leaned back in and took it back into her mouth.
It didn’t take long to get Yuri on the edge again, as it drew closer on instinct she went to reach for Sayori’s hair like she would for Natsuki but stopped herself, closing her eyes tight as sounds she didn’t like escaped her throat. She felt Sayori’s hand guide her wrist to where it was going before so she took it as a sign to continue and gripped her girlfriend’s coral curls as it all came to a pulsing end.
Euphoria.
The blissful afterglow like the dancing colors behind her tense eyelids had been draped over her like a blanket.
A slight twitch in the comparatively cold air.
The sound of her own slowing breath.
The weird smell of sex that she never could get used to.
A yucky sound like the one Sayori makes when she swallows pills.
A slight shiver of cringe.
And the warm feeling of Sayori cuddling up next to her as she finally opened her eyes.
A silent moment of peaceful staring from both parties.
“You need to eat more fruit.”
The both of them laughing.
“Would you like me to return the favor?”
“Mmmm.. not really unless you just really wanna, I got what I wanted.”
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