Sweet Dreams (SeikoXRurukaXIzayoi)

	The sun slowly slipped past the horizon, setting the sky aflame with a myriad of orange, red and pinkish hues. Weary students poured from the imposing monolith that was Hope’s Peak, idle conversations buzzing across the grounds. The majority swept towards their dormitories, seeking refuge from the incoming night, whilst others scurried to secret shelters and hidden gatherings; scratching forbidden itches and indulging lurid desires. One student, clutching her own arms nervously amidst the sea of tan jackets, made her way instead to the dorm of her dearest friend. Ruruka Ando and her puppy-like companion, Sonosuke Izayoi, had failed to attend their classes for the third day in a row and Seiko was worried. A thousand unrealistic scenarios had already played themselves in her head, well over half of them involving some terrible side effect of her own medicines, and they were beginning to consume her thoughts. And so it was that she found herself strolling down the known, yet unfamiliar, corridor that led to Ruruka’s room.

	The first thing she noticed was that the lights were on. Fear loosened its grip on her; they likely hadn’t died in their sleep, then. The second was that the curtains were drawn. Whatever the matter was, they didn’t want it known. Seiko gently rubbed her arm, looking from the door back down the corridor. Maybe they were fine. Maybe she didn’t… need to find out. She shook her head; now wasn’t the time for that. With a slow breath to steady herself, the Ultimate Pharmacist made her way towards the door and raised her hand to knock.

	“Yoi-chan!”

	Seiko froze. That was definitely Ruruka’s voice. And it was definitely… excited. Blood rushed to her pale, sickly face. She gently pressed her ear to the door, brushing locks of silvery grey hair away. She could faintly hear them; little gasps and moans and cries of pleasure barely muffled by the thick wood. The heat in Seiko’s cheeks grew. Despicable images flooded her mind faster than she could dismiss them, raising her heartbeat with each new iteration. She pulled away from the door and shook her head furiously; they were her friends, for goodness sake! She couldn’t think of them like that! Even if she had done, one or two times before… She pressed her ear to the door again and once again she could hear the sounds of their love-making; every needy moan of the petite girl, Izayoi’s shallow breaths as he plunged into her, the soft silences where their lips crushed together. Seiko shook gently as she imagined them, her nethers gently throbbing with growing desire. Had they been doing this for three whole days?

	Her hand closed around the door knob. There was no way they would leave it… Her eyes widened as the knob turned smoothly; the solid door giving way ever so slightly. This was wrong. She should just leave. What would they even think if they knew she was doing this? But still, she thought, she was their friend. She was just… checking up on them. Swallowing, she pushed the door open just a little more, slowly peeking around it. Her heart leapt. There they were; naked as the day they were born and covered in a thin sheen of sweat as they thrust against each other. Ruruka was sat upon a wooden desk, her long legs wrapped about Izayoi’s waist and her body and lips pressed against his; her modest chest squished against him. His lean but muscular frame ground against her petite body, fingers digging into her plush rump as the pink haired girl’s thighs squeezed him deeper inside her. They moaned around each other’s lips and tongue, the raw sound hitting Seiko and sending fresh new waves of panicked arousal through her slender body. Her eyes locked upon a discarded bottle; she knew it well. She’d filled it with medicine that prevented exhaustion. And the bottle was mostly empty, which meant… her heart beat faster as the implications sunk in.

	A cry tore her eyes upwards again; Izayoi had pulled himself out of Ruruka. He turned her over, pressing her chest against the polished wood as he re-entered her from behind. Ruruka’s face contorted with pleasure as he sank his long cock into her cunt, her eyes rolling back into her head and her tongue lolling from her mouth as he pound her sopping wet hole. The slap of flesh meeting flesh filled the room as the blacksmith’s hips set the confectioners soft, but ample, arse jiggling anew with each thrust. The smell of sex penetrated Seiko’s medical mask, her cheeks burning brighter as her hand slowly descended past the hem of her skirt. She licked her dry lips, shivering as the first slender finger pushed its way into her plain panties and along her slick folds. Her breath grew shallower as another digit joined the first; her eyes locked upon her friends. Her fingers tried to match the blacksmith’s pace, slowly slipping inside the tight hole; an ill-restrained whimper lost amidst Ruruka’s animalistic moans.

	A final groan and grunt burst from Izayoi’s strained features. His grip tightened as he slammed himself deep into her cunt, his buttocks clenching rhythmically. She squirmed back against him with a long moan; her back arching and her toes curling. Slowly he withdrew, his cock and its mane of yellow hair coated with glistening juices, as Ruruka collapsed into a sweaty heap upon the desk, a small puddle of pleased drool pooling in front of her. Seiko stifled a surprised whimper, pulling herself back behind the safety of the door. She needed to leave. She needed to leave right now, before they found her. But still her fingers plunged into her shivering hole, rubbing soft pulses of pleasant warmth out of her walls; her palm brushing lightly over her clit. Biting her lip she peered around the door carefully, trembling with both nerves and the perverted thrill.

	“Enjoy the show, Seiko-chan?” Ruruka said, her smiling face mere inches from Seiko’s.

	Seiko froze, her flushed cheeks reddening further as her thoughts crashed together. Her fingers twitched as her cunt begged for her to continue, throbbing harder as Ruruka’s eyes followed the pharmacist’s sleeve past her skirt. The blonde’s smile turned smug, the shadow of her boytoy looming over her as he roughly tugged the petrified Seiko through the door; depositing her inelegantly upon the thoroughly disturbed bed. The door closed with a soft click.

	“Yoi-chan and I have been waiting for so long for you to stop by.” Ruruka said cheerily, standing before her trembling friend in all her naked glory. Seiko’s eyes followed a bead of sweat roll between the petite girl's breasts, over her flat stomach and disappear between her shaved cunt and smooth thigh. “We wanted to tell you all about your medicine’s special side-effect!”

	“S-side effect?” Seiko stammered, shrinking back as Izayoi drew closer.

	“Mhmm!” Ruruka pressed herself against Izayoi’s muscular frame, lightly running her fingertips through the sweat-soaked valleys of his abs. Seiko’s eyes followed her, hypnotised by the display of naked flesh, until the confectioner's hand slowly wrapped itself around the blacksmith’s cock; still rock hard and covered in sparkling juices. “Your medicine makes it so everything doesn’t get tired.” Ruruka continued. “Yoi-chan and I made sure.” She smirked, pumping faster.

	“Y-you’ve been…” Seiko tried to break her gaze away. “F-for three days?”

	“Not in one go!” Ruruka stuck her tongue out. “By the time it wore off, it was too late for us to tell you. And when we woke up again…” She licked her lips as her eyes flitted back down to the throbbing member dwarfing her hand. “We’ve been having so much fun, that I started to feel bad. It wasn’t fair that we got to have all this fun and you didn’t…” Slowly she strode towards the bed, fingers reluctantly leaving Izayoi. Her eyes hungrily scanned across Seiko’s nervous frame. “After all, friends share! And we are…” Ruruka crawled onto the bed, hand resting on Seiko’s shaking thigh. Her breath slowed as her face neared her friend’s. “… the very best…” Her fingers gently pulled away the medical mask; their hot breath tickling each other’s faces as their lips floated an inch from one another. “… of friends.” She whispered. Their lips locked together; Ruruka’s tongue gently pushing into her sickly friend’s mouth as her hand slipped past the skirt to rub between Seiko’s thighs. The silver-haired pharmacist melted in the confectioner’s hands, shivering with delight as their tongues intertwined. A sharp gasp broke the kiss as slender fingers buried themselves into her, curling and rubbing against quivering walls and soaked folds. New, strong hands tore at Seiko’s clothes; forge-hardened skin pressing and groping at her subtle curves as each garment was discarded. Her grip tightened on the ruffled sheets, whimpers pouring from her whilst a rough thumb ground at her clit. Small lips pressed passionately back at her own, tasting of sweet lip gloss and something new; something that poured from Ruruka’s mouth into her own. Her eyes flicked open, catching sight of the now empty bottle as Izayoi tossed it aside. Her heart hastened its beating, warm hands kneading and rubbing and teasing out ever stronger pulses of pleasure. Hesitantly, she swallowed her concoction; crying out as a tongue flickered across her recently exposed nipple. She felt her thighs tighten around a slender hand, biting her lip as the orgasm she had denied herself rushed back; flooding her mind with wonderful white haze and her body with short spasms.

	Seiko barely felt the hand withdraw as she came down, panting and shivering with delight. She blinked, thoughts re-coalescing slowly. She felt… perfect. She’d only just cum, but already she could feel the warmth of another orgasm bubbling inside her. Already weakened limbs found new strength. Hot air brushed across her cheek as something soft and warm slid behind her; from the smell of sugar and sweat, it could only have been Ruruka. Seiko craned her neck back, her chest rising and falling steadily with the confectioner’s arms wrapped about it. She followed her friend’s pleased gaze back down her own pale body; freezing again as her eyes fell on the sight of Izayoi’s hard cock hovering above her folds. Ruruka’s smooth legs wrapped about the slender girl’s thighs, lightly holding them apart as her hands gently pinched and rolled the dark little buds upon Seiko’s breasts. Seiko swallowed, looking up into Izayoi’s brown eyes with fearful desperation. His hands closed about her waist; firm, but gentle. His tip brushed against her, sending a shudder rippling up her body, before he slowly plunged himself into the hot, tight hole.

	Seiko’s head lolled back as inch after inch of the blacksmith filled –no, stretched her to her limits. A satisfied moan leaked from her as her walls clamped tightly around the throbbing heat. Ruruka’s hands slowed their teasing; the confectioner staring fixatedly as her lover plunged deeper and deeper with each thrust of his hips until curls of yellow hair pressed against neatly trimmed silver. The breath on Seiko’s cheek grew shallower in time with her own. One of the hands upon her chest disappeared; a single squeak from behind telling Seiko exactly where it was now rubbing. She ran her eyes along the rippling muscles as they rolled and thrust and pushed Izayoi’s cock inside her. She quivered with every motion, gasps and whimpering moans pouring from her. The delicate hand on her chest descended, and she tensed and tightened as nimble fingers brushed her sensitive nub. Her legs wrapped tightly around the blacksmith’s waist, begging him to go faster, harder, deeper!

	His stoic expression cracked, a shuddering gasp escaping him, brown eyes flicking to Ruruka. The petite girl nodded eagerly, shivering as her fingers curled inside her. The two girls gasped in unison as Izayoi redoubled his efforts, the bed creaking beneath the three of them as he pound away at Seiko. A sudden groan of pleasure burst forth from him, his hips pressing as deep into the slender girl as they could. Seiko’s legs tightened, pulling him deeper as the wonderful sensation of him pulsing and throbbing inside her pushed her to the brink. Without thinking she pushed herself forwards, her lips crashing against his as her hips rolled and bucked and begged him to continue. Izayoi hesitated, eyes wide with shock. He tightened his grip on her; fucking her sodden cunt even after the last spurt of his orgasm left his cock. Her arms wrapped about his chest, revelling in the feel of two warm bodies pressing against her, screaming in ecstasy. Her mind exploded with white once again, her body convulsing between her two friends as Izayoi’s cock and Ruruka’s fingers threw her over the edge. She collapsed into the confectioner, whimpering as the wonderful feeling of fullness withdrew from her; a few drips of cum leaking from her aching cunt. Her heart beat heavily in her ears as the musky smell of arousal hovered in front of her face; her tongue automatically lapping along the hard shaft. She tasted his cum and her juices, felt Ruruka’s tongue brush against her own, and revelled in every obscene second.

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	Izayoi gave a low growl as he emptied himself inside the quivering cunt that bobbed along him. He could feel the medicine wearing off as his exhausted hips ached and his eyes drooped. Ruruka lay beside him, head resting on his shoulder and breath slow as she sleepily watched Seiko dismount. She nuzzled against his chest, desperately fending off sleep. The silver-haired pharmacist collapsed on his other side, panting as heavily as he was. Hesitantly, Izayoi wrapped an arm around her; pulling Seiko against him. The feeling of their hot, exhausted bodies pressing against him; their exhausted breathing; the way the two of them purred as they snuggled into his strong arms… A pang of jealousy pierced his mind as the two of them snaked a hand across his chest; their fingers intertwining. He turned to Ruruka, but her eyes were already closed and her breath steady. A soft smile tugged at his lips. It vanished as he turned to Seiko; she too had fallen asleep, her head nestled in his shoulder.

	The things he did for love…