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"Okay babe, I'll see you soon~!" Yuzuha announced with a wink, leaving their humble apartment with the promise of groceries.
The door shut with a loud click followed shortly by a lock, leaving Alice alone with the drumming of her own heartbeat. She waited exactly eight seconds, counting each one with trembling breaths, making sure Yuzuha was gone before darting into the shower room. Her fingers fumbled against the blinds near their bathtub. Behind the cheap plastic, a tiny lens stared back at her, cold and accusing. She snatched it, guilty, and ran back to her room with slightly wet feet.
Alice scrambled towards her bedroom door, jumping right into her bed with her heartrate increasing immensely. She yanked her phone from her charger, fingers shaking as she transferred the file from the camera.
This is a terrible Idea. This is a terrible idea. Her mind knew it. No part of her body did, however.
She hit play, skipping through the recording to find where the action begins. 13 minutes in, and the screen blooms with steam. Yuzuha’s silhouette stepped under the shower spray, turning the valves and letting the water gush all over her. She glued her eyes to the screen, not missing a single second of the footage. Water surged down all of Yuzuha's beautiful curves. Her breath hitched. She fumbled with her sweatpants, freeing her aching cock. Her first stroke came with a choked gasp, eyes glued to the curve of Yuzuha’s ass, the water beading on her skin like liquid diamonds.
The recording was exactly 30 minutes and 03 seconds, an ample amount of time for the recording to start and capture Yuzuha's entire shower routine before automatically ending.
On screen, Yuzuha tipped her head back, streams pouring through her bright red hair as her hands slid over her breasts. Alice’s own hand moved faster, slick with precum, thumb rubbing desperate circles under her cockhead. She bit her lip hard, muffling the whimpers building in her throat. The video showed Yuzuha’s fingers tracing lower and lower, disappearing between her thighs. Alice’s hips jerked off the bed, chasing friction. *F-fuck, Yuzuha, Just like that,* she thought. Feeling a new high, she released her teeth and moaned loud into the air. Every bit of Yuzuha's body was revealed as she started ruffling her hair with shampoo. Under her arms, her legs, her cute tummy, and her bare tits were all on display for Alice's viewing pleasure.
The recording neared its end. Steam blurred the lens as Yuzuha turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. Towel clutched loosely at her chest, she padded closer - suspiciously close - until her damp face filled the frame, bending over the bathtub with her arms crossed. Her eyes, sharp and knowing, locked onto the hidden camera. "Enjoying the show?" Video Yuzuha’s voice purred, dripping with amusement.
Alice froze mid-stroke, slick fingers tightening around her cock. A cold dread washed over her heated skin. Their bedroom door creaked open behind her. Real-world Yuzuha leaned against the frame, arms crossed. Her gaze flicked from Alice’s exposed cock to the phone screen replaying her own naked body. Steam still curled visibly on the display.
"So..." Yuzuha said bluntly. Her voice sliced through the air. Her tone still carried her playful nature as it always did, yet Alice had become beyond terrified.
She scrambled backward on the bed, sweatpants tangled around a single knee, phone clattering facedown on the sheets. Her cock, still slick and fully hard, pulsed visibly still in her hand. "Y-Yuzuha! I thought-" The words died in her throat. Yuzuha hadn't moved. Her eyes remained fixed on Alice’s trembling body, then drifted to the phone screen still glowing against the pillow. Steam cleared across its surface, framing Yuzuha’s own recorded smirk.
A slow, deliberate smile spread across Yuzuha’s real lips. She uncrossed her arms and took a single step into the room. The air thickened. "Cute." She said simply. Her gaze flicked back to Alice’s exposed cock. "Well, it looks like you really enjoyed yourself~" She tilted her head, feigning innocence. "Did you like what you saw?"
Alice couldn’t speak. Her throat clenched tight as Yuzuha took further steps, her shadow cast by the hallway lights now stretching across the bed. The scent of jasmine shampoo clung to her, sharp and invasive against the musk of Alice’s shame. She watched Yuzuha’s gaze linger on the wetness glistening on Alice’s thigh - a trail left from her intense stroking. Every nerve screamed to cover herself, but her limbs felt bolted to the mattress.
Yuzuha swiftly took off her jeans and climbed onto the bed, sitting beside Alice as they both sat upright against the bedframe. She didn’t touch her - not yet - but the heat radiating from her body was suffocating. With deliberate slowness, she unbuttoned her own blouse, the fabric parting to reveal the smooth line of her collarbone, the swell of her breasts beneath a thick bra. Alice whimpered, her cock twitching against her stomach.
Alice’s breath came in shallow gasps. She tried to pull up her sweatpants, but Yuzuha’s foot pressed down on the fabric, pinning it to the mattress. "Don’t." The word was soft, almost a whisper, but it froze Alice more completely than any shout. Yuzuha’s eyes traced the flushed skin of Alice’s throat, then dropped to her trembling hands still clutching the sheets.
"You went through a lot of trouble," Yuzuha murmured, finally touching her. Her thumb traced the head of Alice’s cock, causing Alice to release her own grip. Alice gasped, hips jerking involuntarily. "Filming me. Touching yourself to me." Her other hand tilted Alice’s chin up, forcing eye contact. "Such a naughty little bunny." The words were soft. Alice’s breath came in shallow hitches, torn between shame and the pressure of Yuzuha’s touch.
Yuzuha’s thumb pressed harder against Alice’s cockhead, spreading her precum in slow circles. Alice whimpered, spine arching off the carpet as pleasure warred with terror. "I-I’m sorry," she stammered, but Yuzuha’s laugh cut her off - a low, humorless sound that prickled Alice’s skin. "Sorry?" Yuzuha’s free hand drifted to Alice’s chin, lifting her face with a finger. Her thumb kept working Alice’s cock with agonizing pressure. "You didn’t sound sorry when you moaned desperately to my shower footage." Alice’s hips bucked again, betraying her. Sweat beaded along her hairline.
Withdrawing her touch, Yuzuha plucked the phone from the sheets. Alice flinched as the screen flared back to life - Yuzuha’s recorded body slick with water, steam curling around her thighs. "All this effort," Yuzuha murmured, scrubbing along the timeline. The shower’s rush filled the bathroom. "Hiding cameras. Risking everything." She angled the screen toward Alice. "Wouldn’t want your precious work to go to waste." Alice squeezed her eyes shut, but Yuzuha’s fingers caressed her cheeks, silently forcing them open. "So, watch it." she commanded. "And show me how you jerk off."
"Yuzuha! p-please-" Alice stammered, completely unaware of what situation she just got herself in. Yuzuha simply smiled at her, no words needing to be said. Alice’s hand trembled as she wrapped it around her cock once more. Taking the phone from Yuzuha with her other hand, the video played - Yuzuha’s back arching under the spray, water sluicing down her ass. Heart pounding, Alice’s thumb found the swollen ridge beneath her head, mimicking the rhythm she’d used alone. A choked groan escaped her. Yuzuha watched, unblinking, her gaze flicking between Alice’s face and her frantic stroking. "Louder," Yuzuha ordered, her voice clad in steel. "Let me hear how much you wanted this."
Alice obeyed, moans spilling freely again - raw, desperate sounds that echoed through the room. Her fist pistoned up and down, slickness coating her fingers. On screen, recorded Yuzuha turned, water cascading down her breasts and showing them in full. Real Yuzuha leaned closer, her breath hot on Alice’s ear. "Good girl~" she whispered. Alice’s thighs tensed, vision blurring. The video’s steam seemed to seep into the room, thick and suffocating.
Yuzuha’s lips brushed Alice’s temple - a light touch that made her shudder. Then her mouth trailed lower towards the frantic pulse at her throat, peppering her in kisses. Each kiss landed like a brand, searing through shame. Alice whimpered, her hand faltering on her cock. Yuzuha’s fingers closed over hers, guiding the rhythm tighter, faster. "Don’t stop," she murmured against Alice’s collarbone, nuzzling more kisses into her until she finally moved up.
When Yuzuha’s mouth found hers, it wasn’t gentle. She kissed Alice roughly, passionately, tongue claiming hers. Alice gasped into it, drowning in that sweet jasmine scent and her heat. Yuzuha’s hand replaced Alice's trembling fingers. Her grip was firm, knowing - thumb circling Alice’s cockhead with cruel precision. Alice arched, breaking the kiss with a ragged cry. "Y-Yuzuha-"
"Quiet," Yuzuha breathed, her hand working Alice relentlessly. She watched Alice’s face tighten up, with her hips moving erratically at slightest movements. "You're close, aren't you babe? Cum for me~" Yuzuha commanded. Alice’s back bowed off the bed, a choked sob tearing from her throat as white hot pleasure detonated from within her. Her cock pulsed in Yuzuha’s hand, plentiful stripes of cum painting her palm as it covered her glans. Yuzuha didn’t release her, milking every possible drop until Alice collapsed, trembling from moans into whimpers. Only then did she lean close again, pressing her lips against hers passionately.
Yuzuha pulled back slowly, her gaze locked on Alice’s dazed eyes. She lifted her cum-slicked hand, fingers glistening. Without breaking eye contact, she brought her hand to her own mouth. Her tongue slid deliberately over her palm, licking Alice’s release clean with slow, savoring strokes. Alice watched, embarrassed, as Yuzuha swallowed. A soft hum vibrated in her throat. "Salty," she murmured, a smile playing up on her lips. "And desperate." She wiped the last traces from the corner of her mouth with her thumb. Alice couldn't respond.
She leaned down towards Alice's cock, licking up all the spilled seed around the base. Yuzuha kissed the head of her cock before taking it into her mouth to eat up the rest of it. Alice shuddered and moaned at each movement, looking towards the ceiling as pleasure filled her. The video paused as it ended in her hands.
Yuzuha leaned back up until her lips brushed Alice’s ear. Her hand slid down Alice’s sweat-slicked stomach, fingers tracing the sensitive skin just above her cock once more. Alice whimpered, hips twitching involuntarily. "Filming me. Touching yourself." Yuzuha’s breath was hot against her neck. "Stealing what wasn’t yours?" Her fingers dipped lower, circling the base of Alice’s cock, hardening it back to life with terrifying ease. Alice gasped, fingers digging into the sheets. "I’m not done with you yet, little bunny~" The promise hung thick in the air. "Not even close."
Yuzuha shifted, straddling Alice’s thighs. She reached behind her own back, unhooking her bra with grace. The fabric pooled around her waist, revealing smooth skin and the drop of her breasts. Alice’s gaze locked onto the curve of her modest peaks. "Eyes up here, bunny." Yuzuha commanded, lifting Alice’s chin. She guided Alice’s hand to her own breast. "Feel how hard my heart is beating?" Alice’s palm pressed against the firm warmth, the rapid thud reflected her own frantic pulse. "Because of you." Yuzuha’s voice dropped to a low purr. "Because you’re such a naughty little thief~."
Alice’s restraint snapped. A desperate surge of adrenaline flooded her veins - shame and desire twisting into raw need. She shoved Yuzuha backward onto the mattress, pinning her wrists above her head with rediscovered strength. Before Yuzuha could react, Alice crushed their mouths together, a messy, hungry kiss that tasted of her own salt and panic. Her hips rolled instinctively, the hard length of her cock grinding rough against the damp heat of Yuzuha’s pussy through her panties. Yuzuha gasped into the kiss, arching against her, a muffled sound caught between both protest and encouragement.
The friction was maddening. Alice pushed further against her, driven by a frantic need to claim her beloved. Her tongue plunged deeper, mimicking the desperate thrust of her hips as she fought for dominance. Yuzuha’s legs wrapped around Alice’s waist, pulling her closer. Ragged breaths and needy moans filled the room. Alice broke the kiss, panting, her forehead pressed hard against Yuzuha’s, eyes wild and unfocused. "Y-Yuzuha, don't tease me..." she rasped, the word thick with possession and fear. "Or else- you're gonna m-make me go crazy,"
Yuzuha’s smile was sharp, predatory. "Prove it," she challenged. She bucked her hips upward, grinding against Alice’s cock with deliberate, demanding pressure. "Stop hiding behind cameras." Her freed hand tangled in Alice’s hair, yanking her head back to expose her throat. "Take what you wanted so badly." Alice shuddered, her cock throbbing against the soaked barrier separating them. The scent of Yuzuha’s arousal mixed with her own desperation was irresistible.
Alice growled, a low rumble in her chest that surprised even her. She didn’t hesitate. Her mouth closed over one breast, sucking hard, teeth grazing the hardened peak. Yuzuha cried out, fingers tightening in Alice’s hair, pulling her closer, deeper. The taste of her skin flooded Alice’s senses, drowning out the lingering shame. Her hips kept grinding, the rough lace of Yuzuha’s panties scraping deliciously against her cock.
Yuzuha arched beneath her, gasping. "Fuck, babe - just like that," she urged, voice thick. Alice pressed on against Yuzuha’s panties, leaving wet smears with her new precum. Alice moaned into Yuzuha’s breast, the vibration drawing another sharp gasp. Yuzuha’s fingers moved the lace aside, tracing her own slick folds before guiding Alice’s cock to her entrance. The heat radiating from her was almost unbearable.
Alice lifted her head, meeting Yuzuha’s gaze. For a heartbeat, they simply breathed each other’s air, the frantic energy coiling tight between them. Alice moved. No hesitation, no gentle exploration. "Ah- Fuck!" Yuzuha moaned out, her voice drive with desperation. Alice drove into Yuzuha with hard, deep strokes, each thrust burying her to the hilt. Yuzuha clenched around her, a low groan escaping her lips as her head fell back against the pillow.
The wet slap of skin against skin filled the room with a constant rhythm. Yuzuha’s legs locked clean around Alice’s waist, heels digging into her lower back, urging her deeper, faster. Alice braced herself on her forearms, eyes locked on Yuzuha’s face. She was taken - Claimed. And Yuzuha was meeting every thrust with a roll of her hips, pulling Alice deeper, her nails scoring red lines down Alice’s back.
The air thickened with sweat and sex. Alice’s rhythm faltered as Yuzuha's pussy clenched around her, pulsing squeeze that drew a ragged cry from Alice’s throat. "Look at me," Yuzuha demanded, her voice raw. Alice obeyed, her gaze snapping to Yuzuha’s as she moaned. "This is what you could have asked for-" Yuzuha gasped, arching as Alice hit a spot that made her shudder. "-Instead of hiding behind a camera." Her hand fisted in Alice’s hair, yanking her down into a rough kiss. Tongues warred. Alice fucked her through it, the bedframe slamming against the wall with every desperate drive.
Yuzuha’s pulled her even closer, close enough to taste the shared breath between them. "But that's okay, you can keep the video." She whispered against Alice’s swollen lips, her voice rough and low. Her hips rolled upward, meeting Alice’s next thrust with a wet slap. "The video. Save it." Alice slowed her thrusts, confusion flickering through the haze of their lust. Yuzuha’s teeth grazed the side of her ear, sharp and possessive. "I want you to watch it, every day." she whispered, her tongue tracing the shell of Alice’s perking ear. "Every day I’m at work. Jerk off to it. Moan out my name." She punctuated the command with a clench around Alice’s cock, drawing a choked gasp.
Alice buried her face in Yuzuha’s neck, biting down hard enough to leave a mark as she pistoned harder, faster. The rhythm became desperate, driven by her lover's command. "Y-yes," Alice stammered between thrusts, the word dissolving into a groan as Yuzuha’s inner muscles tightened like a vise. "Every day.", she whimpered. She pictured it already: the dim light of her room, the phone screen glowing, Yuzuha’s recorded smirk taunting her as her hand moved. The thought alone coiled heat tighter in her belly.
Yuzuha arched, crying out as Alice’s cock hit deep, her nails raking down Alice’s back. "Good," she gasped, her legs tightening even further around Alice’s hips. All Alice knew in the moment was to fuck her even harder and faster. "F-Fuck!, God, Alice-!" Her breath skipped, eyes fluttering shut as her pleasure crashed beneath her stomach, her thighs trembling. Alice watched Yuzuha's climax unravel completely, and felt her own control shatter once more. She came with a primal moan, hips stuttering as she spilled continuous ropes of her seed deep inside, the pulsating warmth mingling with Yuzuha’s own release. They collapsed together, slick and filled with sex, the sound of the room only containing their ragged breathing. Alice freed her cock from Yuzuha's grasp, out with a wet pop followed by trails of her seed pouring onto the bed sheets.
Alice laid on top of her, spent, with her cheek pressed against Yuzuha’s collarbone. She listened to the drumming of their hearts slowly synchronize. Yuzuha’s fingers traced idle patterns down Alice’s spine, her touch unexpectedly tender against the scratches she’d left moments before. Alice's breaths tried desperately to catch up to her heart. "Shh, breathe, little bunny," Yuzuha whispered, pressing a soft kiss to Alice’s sweat-damp temple. The command was gentle, a stark contrast to the raw possession that had filled the room minutes earlier.
Yuzuha’s fingers stilled on Alice’s spine, her palm flattening against the small of her back. She shifted her arms, and draped the crumpled sheet over them both. Alice nuzzled her face in the curve of Yuzuha’s neck, inhaling the mingled scents of sex and jasmine, and felt the last tremors of their shared heat dissolve.
"It's okay, babe," Yuzuha soothed, catching Alice’s gasps with her mouth, She rocked her hips in a slow, languid rhythm. Her hand drifted lower towards Alice's, interlocking their fingers in a moment of their love. "You’re shaking," she said softly, not stopping her gentle motions. Alice clinged to the steady beat of Yuzuha’s heart beneath her ear.
She lifted her head from the crook of Yuzuha's neck, her cheeks flushed crimson. The aftermath still hummed through her veins. She traced the curve of Yuzuha's collarbone with hesitant fingertips, her voice barely a whisper against their shared silence. "Y-Yuzuha?" The name trembled. "Could you...?" She trailed off, unable to voice it, her gaze flicking downward to the rumpled sheets.
Yuzuha watched her, simply waiting, letting the silence stretch until Alice gathered the frayed edges of her courage. "Please, kiss me again?" Alice breathed, the word catching like silk on thorns. Her eyes finally lifted, wide and vulnerable. It wasn't a demand, not even a request. It was a shy plea, laid bare - a need for something soft.
Yuzuha’s lips swiftly curved into a smile. Tenderness devolved back into her usual teasing self. Her thumb brushed Alice’s kiss-swollen mouth, tracing the slight sting where her teeth had bitten earlier. "Seriously, asking for permission?" she murmured, her voice low and thick with amusement. "After you pinned me down and fucked me like a starving animal?" She chuckled, a soft sound that vibrated against Alice’s skin. "Little bunny’s got manners now?" Her fingers ruffled tight in Alice’s hair, not painfully, but with undeniable possession. "Did you ask permission when you filmed me naked?"
Alice flinched, the flush deepening across her chest and neck. Her gaze dropped again, unable to hold Yuzuha’s knowing stare. "Yuzuhaaa..." she whimpered, the words crumbling. She craved tenderness she felt utterly undeserving of.
Yuzuha’s grip tightened, pulling Alice’s head back until their eyes locked. Her lips crashed against Alice’s - gentle and loving. She whimpered, yielding instantly, her hands clutching Yuzuha’s shoulders.
The kiss deepened, Yuzuha’s tongue invading Alice’s mouth with possessive force. Alice melted into it, her earlier plea forgotten in the raw exchange. "It's okay, babe. Love you." Yuzuha’s free hand slid down Alice’s spine, fingers digging into the swell of her ass, gently stroking her tail. "And uh, groceries can wait until tomorrow." she whispered quietly, pressing another kiss onto her beloved bunny's lips.