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Horikawa Kunihiro had big breasts and Izuminokami couldn't get them out of her mind. It made her feel like a pervert even though thinking about your girlfriend's body was probably okay? But you didn't just beat the shit out of guys for constantly talking about Kunihiro's great rack and then think about how you want to smush your face into it just months later because it turns out you're gay. Though truth to be told, Izuminokami had always found herself looking at Horikawa's breasts. Before the whole homosexual awakening thing, she had just assumed it was because Horikawa was different from herself. She was small and curvy and Izuminokami was tall and slender. Sometimes she couldn't help but watch when Horikawa undressed in front of her. How her breasts hung and how her bras gave her all that cleavage.
Maybe it shouldn't have come as a surprise to Izuminokami that she was gay and in love with Horikawa, but at least she learned now.
Dating a girl was easy in a lot of ways, especially when that girl was your best friend. In a lot of ways it didn't feel like much had changed except that visits to Horikawa's house after playing around with the guys now included kissing and their lunches at school were filled with flirty smiles and looks. But as their kisses were growing more and more advanced, Izuminokami didn't really know the next steps. With guys you really were not supposed to go much farther than that. Boys spread rumors and there was pregnancy to think about. But it wasn't the same problem with a girl, right? Her and Horikawa could have sex and when Izuminokami thought of it, she found she really liked the idea. Especially if Horikawa was under her and naked, with her chest bare…
That was when Izuminokami felt like a creep and then even more of one when she had grinded against her pillow that night, imagining Horikawa in all sorts of positions. Part of her wanted to apologize to her girlfriend for being so awful and then the other just wanted to ask if Horikawa ever thought of the same things. She didn't have the bravery for that yet, though.
And then one night when Izuminokami was invited to stay for dinner by Horikawa's mother who was immediately called in for an emergency for work (“Sorry, Hori-chan! I probably won't be back until late!”) that they saw their chance. As soon as the door slammed and they heard the car drive off, they were making out on Horikawa's bed. With the freedom of not having to worry about parents coming back early, there was much less inhibition. The feelings accompanying this experience were so different and Izuminokami wondered if they were going to do more than kiss. Did that make her gross? But with the sounds Horikawa was making, with the way she moved against her; clearly she felt the same way, too, right…?
Then it happened. Horikawa pinned her down, she was on top, and taking her shirt off. Then her bra. Then Izuminokami was staring because there they were. She had seen her breasts before. From changing rooms to the times they decided to spoil themselves and go to a nice bath. But it was never like this. This was different and Izuminokami just wanted to feel them. In her hands, in her mouth…
So lost in her fantasies, she didn't notice how Horikawa began to frown until she was moving off of her.
“I'm sorry, Kane-san. I went too far.”
That shook Izuminokami out of her thoughts as she tried to figure out what just happened. “What? How?”
Horikawa was sitting on the edge of the bed, smiling to herself. It wasn't often that Izuminokami saw that smile, that sort of insecure one she didn't like to show too much. Horikawa protected her insecurities like they were open wounds that would fester if anybody else witnessed them. But being her best friend, Izuminokami knew they were there. Always ready to bubble up.
“I just had been thinking a lot about how I wanted to do more and I don't know, now seemed like a good time to try. I thought maybe you felt the same with how we were kissing and maybe you were. But maybe taking my shirt and bra off was too much.” Now she was covering herself and looking for her bra.
“Wait, no. Kunihiro, that isn't it.”
“You don't have to try to comfort me. It's fine.”
“I'm not!” Groaning, Izuminokami sat up and took her hand, making Horikawa sit back down. “Why do you think I didn't want to? I mean, not saying I wanted to, but...”
“So you didn't want to?”
Now frustrated, Izuminokami knew that apparently Horikawa wanted her the same way. In some ways. She obviously wanted to do more than kiss, but it didn't mean she wanted her boobs to just be grabbed and played with. Or maybe that was why she took her shirt off? They had to talk about this and it wasn't that Izuminokami didn't want to, but no, she didn't want to. She wasn't good at these talks and it was embarrassing. How did you tell your girlfriend you wanted to play with her chest and do all the things gross boys talked about?
“Kane-san…?”
Izuminokami finally stood up. “I want to touch your boobs, okay?! They're all I think about! I want them in my hands, in my face, in my mouth! But that makes me a pervert, right? I'm so gross because this is the stuff guys talk about and I've punched a bastard for saying these things about you and here I am, wanting to fucking grope you! Ugh!” She shouted in anger and sat down on the bed, muttering a weak apology.
Only a few seconds went by and then Horikawa was laughing. That giggle she had “But I want to do that to you, too...”
“What? But I barely have boobs!”
“You have enough and besides, I like yours. They're just big enough and they don't sag like mine.”
“Sag? They don't sag. What the hell? Your boobs look great on you and look! You're all sexy and I'm all--”
“Beautiful?”
“Don't embarrass me, Kunihiro! I mean, yes, but well. I'm not sexy.”
Horikawa's smile suddenly turned much more lecherous as she finally uncovered her breasts (thank you any and all gods that could exist) and moved into Izuminokami's lap. “You are to me. So you know, Kane-san, you can do all those things to me. You're my girlfriend so you can do those things and if you can do it to me, I can do all those things to you, too, right?”
“Seems fair to me,” Izuminokami said with a smirk and leaned in to kiss Horikawa moving her hands up her back before finding the courage to bring them up to the front, cupping them. At Horikawa's pleased moan, Izuminokami knew they weren't going to have any issues from now on with this.
- - - -
“That's stupid, Kunihiro. No guys were ever that perverted about my boobs.”
Horikawa just gave an innocent smile and pressed a kiss to one of Izuminokami's breasts. “Probably because I know how to make pigs stop squealing.”
Izuminokami shivered, but she wasn't sure if it was from the touch or the tone to Horikawa's words. “What is that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing you ever need to worry about, Kane-san.”
Maybe it shouldn't have come as a surprise to Izuminokami that she was gay and in love with Horikawa, but at least she learned now.
Dating a girl was easy in a lot of ways, especially when that girl was your best friend. In a lot of ways it didn't feel like much had changed except that visits to Horikawa's house after playing around with the guys now included kissing and their lunches at school were filled with flirty smiles and looks. But as their kisses were growing more and more advanced, Izuminokami didn't really know the next steps. With guys you really were not supposed to go much farther than that. Boys spread rumors and there was pregnancy to think about. But it wasn't the same problem with a girl, right? Her and Horikawa could have sex and when Izuminokami thought of it, she found she really liked the idea. Especially if Horikawa was under her and naked, with her chest bare…
That was when Izuminokami felt like a creep and then even more of one when she had grinded against her pillow that night, imagining Horikawa in all sorts of positions. Part of her wanted to apologize to her girlfriend for being so awful and then the other just wanted to ask if Horikawa ever thought of the same things. She didn't have the bravery for that yet, though.
And then one night when Izuminokami was invited to stay for dinner by Horikawa's mother who was immediately called in for an emergency for work (“Sorry, Hori-chan! I probably won't be back until late!”) that they saw their chance. As soon as the door slammed and they heard the car drive off, they were making out on Horikawa's bed. With the freedom of not having to worry about parents coming back early, there was much less inhibition. The feelings accompanying this experience were so different and Izuminokami wondered if they were going to do more than kiss. Did that make her gross? But with the sounds Horikawa was making, with the way she moved against her; clearly she felt the same way, too, right…?
Then it happened. Horikawa pinned her down, she was on top, and taking her shirt off. Then her bra. Then Izuminokami was staring because there they were. She had seen her breasts before. From changing rooms to the times they decided to spoil themselves and go to a nice bath. But it was never like this. This was different and Izuminokami just wanted to feel them. In her hands, in her mouth…
So lost in her fantasies, she didn't notice how Horikawa began to frown until she was moving off of her.
“I'm sorry, Kane-san. I went too far.”
That shook Izuminokami out of her thoughts as she tried to figure out what just happened. “What? How?”
Horikawa was sitting on the edge of the bed, smiling to herself. It wasn't often that Izuminokami saw that smile, that sort of insecure one she didn't like to show too much. Horikawa protected her insecurities like they were open wounds that would fester if anybody else witnessed them. But being her best friend, Izuminokami knew they were there. Always ready to bubble up.
“I just had been thinking a lot about how I wanted to do more and I don't know, now seemed like a good time to try. I thought maybe you felt the same with how we were kissing and maybe you were. But maybe taking my shirt and bra off was too much.” Now she was covering herself and looking for her bra.
“Wait, no. Kunihiro, that isn't it.”
“You don't have to try to comfort me. It's fine.”
“I'm not!” Groaning, Izuminokami sat up and took her hand, making Horikawa sit back down. “Why do you think I didn't want to? I mean, not saying I wanted to, but...”
“So you didn't want to?”
Now frustrated, Izuminokami knew that apparently Horikawa wanted her the same way. In some ways. She obviously wanted to do more than kiss, but it didn't mean she wanted her boobs to just be grabbed and played with. Or maybe that was why she took her shirt off? They had to talk about this and it wasn't that Izuminokami didn't want to, but no, she didn't want to. She wasn't good at these talks and it was embarrassing. How did you tell your girlfriend you wanted to play with her chest and do all the things gross boys talked about?
“Kane-san…?”
Izuminokami finally stood up. “I want to touch your boobs, okay?! They're all I think about! I want them in my hands, in my face, in my mouth! But that makes me a pervert, right? I'm so gross because this is the stuff guys talk about and I've punched a bastard for saying these things about you and here I am, wanting to fucking grope you! Ugh!” She shouted in anger and sat down on the bed, muttering a weak apology.
Only a few seconds went by and then Horikawa was laughing. That giggle she had “But I want to do that to you, too...”
“What? But I barely have boobs!”
“You have enough and besides, I like yours. They're just big enough and they don't sag like mine.”
“Sag? They don't sag. What the hell? Your boobs look great on you and look! You're all sexy and I'm all--”
“Beautiful?”
“Don't embarrass me, Kunihiro! I mean, yes, but well. I'm not sexy.”
Horikawa's smile suddenly turned much more lecherous as she finally uncovered her breasts (thank you any and all gods that could exist) and moved into Izuminokami's lap. “You are to me. So you know, Kane-san, you can do all those things to me. You're my girlfriend so you can do those things and if you can do it to me, I can do all those things to you, too, right?”
“Seems fair to me,” Izuminokami said with a smirk and leaned in to kiss Horikawa moving her hands up her back before finding the courage to bring them up to the front, cupping them. At Horikawa's pleased moan, Izuminokami knew they weren't going to have any issues from now on with this.
- - - -
“That's stupid, Kunihiro. No guys were ever that perverted about my boobs.”
Horikawa just gave an innocent smile and pressed a kiss to one of Izuminokami's breasts. “Probably because I know how to make pigs stop squealing.”
Izuminokami shivered, but she wasn't sure if it was from the touch or the tone to Horikawa's words. “What is that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing you ever need to worry about, Kane-san.”