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creamapi · 2 months ago

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𝖇𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖆𝖇𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖆𝖇𝖑𝖊 𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖗

Parings: Mizu x Reader,

fingering, college au, reader is a reluctant lesbian, ooc Mizu?, quick smut

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You are straight. When you first met Mizu, your new roommate, you barely paid attention to the way she carried herself with that effortless, laid-back confidence. You barely noticed how her hoodie sleeves were always rolled up just enough to show off toned forearms dusted with paint stains. You barely noticed how she smelled like a mix of fresh linen and turpentine, an oddly intoxicating combination.

You are straight. That’s why, when Mizu tied her long, dark blue hair into a perfectly messy bun before sitting down to sketch, you weren’t staring. You were just… observing. Artistically, of course. Studying the way her jaw clenched in focus, the way her thumb smudged charcoal along the edge of the paper.

You are straight. That’s why, when she walked out of the bathroom one evening, skin damp from a shower, hair curling slightly at the ends, wrapped in nothing but a fluffy white towel that dipped just a little too low on her collarbone, your brain short-circuited for a second. Your gaze just happened to land on the droplets trailing down her neck. It wasn’t your fault. And that stupid, knowing smirk she shot you? Completely unwarranted.

You are straight. That’s why your face heats up when Mizu leans in close to fix your eyeliner with her steady hands, her breath fanning over your cheek. That’s why you freeze when she tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear, murmuring something about how soft it is. That’s why your heart does that weird, traitorous thing when she calls you “cute” in that low, teasing voice.

You are straight. Mizu just likes teasing you. That’s why she stretches her arms behind her head, just to show off her toned stomach peeking from under her hoodie. That’s why she casually drapes herself across your lap while scrolling on her phone, as if it’s the most normal thing in the world. That’s why she traps you against the fridge one morning, reaching over you to grab the coffee beans, her lips quirking up when she catches you staring at her collarbones.

You are straight. When Mizu playfully calls you princess in that low, teasing voice, it's just because she enjoys messing with you. Your heart only skips a beat because it’s unexpected. That’s all.

You are straight. When she leans in over your shoulder while you’re studying, her breath warm against your ear as she murmurs, “Whatcha working on?”, your body tensing isn’t because you like it. It’s just because she has no concept of personal space.

You are straight. When she stretches in the morning, lifting her arms above her head and revealing just a sliver of toned stomach, you look away immediately. Not because you’re flustered—no, of course not—but because it would be rude to stare.

You are straight. When Mizu walks around the dorm in an oversized hoodie and boxers, casually flopping onto your bed instead of hers, your stomach twisting is just from surprise. It has nothing to do with how unfairly attractive she looks when she’s comfortable.

You are straight. When she brushes a stray eyelash from your cheek, her fingers lingering for just a second too long, and says, Make a wish, you definitely don’t wish for her to do it again.

You are straight. When she jokingly leans in close and says, “If I didn't know better, I'd think you had a crush on me,” your breath hitching is just because of how bold she is. Not because she might be right.

You are straight. It’s not your fault she smells so good. It’s not your fault she’s stupidly pretty. It’s not your fault her laugh makes your stomach do flips. It’s not your fault that when she murmurs, “You sure you’re straight?” one night, her voice rich with amusement, you don’t have an answer.

That's why it's not your fault why you're currently underneath her, wearing nothing hut your pink panties, gasping and pathetically moaning as you feel her teasing touches.

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“I barely touched you yet.” She teases, making you whine. As she trailed her hands around again, sucking the skin on your neck.

Mizu smirked as she watched you squirm underneath her touch, your skin flushing a pretty pink that she couldn't help but find adorable. She knew she was teasing you relentlessly, pushing your boundaries in a way that made you question your own identity. But she couldn't resist the urge to keep going, to see how far she could take this little game of hers.

She leaned down, her hair falling like a curtain around you both as she hovered over your face. Her eyes were dark, almost black in the dim light of the dorm room, and they glinted with mischief and something else, something more intense that you were too scared to name.

“Tell me to stop,” she murmured, her voice low and rough with a desire she couldn't quite hide. Her fingers traced patterns on your stomach, dipping teasingly close to the waistband of your underwear but never quite touching.

You swallowed hard, your mouth suddenly dry. You knew you should tell her to stop, to put an end to this before it went too far. But the words wouldn't come out, stuck somewhere in your throat as your heart raced and your skin burned under her touch.

Mizu's eyes darkened as she watched your breath hitch and your skin flush under her teasing touches. She could see the way your body reacted to her, the way your nipples hardened and your hips lifted slightly off the bed as if seeking more contact. It was intoxicating, knowing that she had this effect on you.

She leaned down further, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispered, “You're not going to tell me to stop, are you princess?” Her voice was a low rumble, sending vibrations through your body and making your toes curl.

One hand continued its lazy exploration of your curves while the other slid up to cup your breast, squeezing gently. Fondling. Her thumb and forefinger pinched and rolled your nipple between them, drawing a sharp gasp from your lips.

Mizu's mouth curved into a wicked grin against your neck. She loved these little sounds you made, the way you couldn't help but respond to her touch. It was like music to her ears, a symphony of your growing arousal.

She nipped at your earlobe before trailing her lips down to your jaw. She wanted to mark you, to leave her claim on your skin for all to see.

“D-don't.” You shakily murmured, making her pause. “Don't stop.”

Mizu's eyes flashed with triumphant satisfaction as your breathless plea reached her ears. She hadn't expected you to beg her to continue, but now that you had, she was determined to take full advantage of the permission you'd inadvertently granted her.

“Good girl,” she purred, her voice a low, approving rumble. Her hand slid from your breast down to your stomach, fingers dipping teasingly beneath the waistband of your underwear. She could feel the heat emanating from your core, could sense how ready and eager you were for her touch.

Slowly, torturously slowly, she peeled your underwear down your legs, her fingertips grazing your skin and leaving goosebumps in their wake. She tossed them carelessly to the side, leaving you bare and exposed to her hungry gaze.

Mizu settled herself between your thighs, her shoulders pushing them further apart as she made room for herself. She could see your arousal glistening on your folds, and the sight made her mouth water with anticipation.

She leaned in, her breath hot against your sensitive flesh as she murmured, “I'm going to make you feel so good, princess. Better than you've ever felt before.”

“Please stop teasing me already.” You begged her, almost whining. Mizu's eyes widened in surprise at your desperate plea, a thrill running through her at the raw need in your voice. She hadn't expected you to be so direct, so wanton in your desire. But she certainly wasn't going to complain.

“Since you asked so nicely,” she smirked, her voice dripping with wicked amusement. Without further teasing, she slid one long finger between your slick folds, feeling your wet heat enveloping him instantly.

You let out a choked moan as Mizu's finger pushed deep inside you, your walls clenching greedily around the welcome intrusion. She began to pump her finger in and out of your dripping cunt, setting a steady rhythm that had your hips rocking to meet her hand.

“So tight and wet,” Mizu groaned, her eyes dark with lust as she watched her finger disappear inside you again and again. “You feel incredible, princess.”

She added a second finger, stretching you further, filling you more completely. Her thumb found your clit, rubbing firm circles around the sensitive nub as she fingered you hard and deep.

Mizu leaned in, blowing cool air over your heated flesh before sealing her lips around your clit and sucking hard. Her fingers never stopped their relentless assault on you.

Mizu could feel your body tensing, your walls fluttering wildly around her plunging fingers as your climax approached. She could tell you were close, teetering on the brink of ecstasy. She flicked her finger upward as she sucked harder on your clit. Determined to push you over the edge, she doubled her efforts, fingers pumping harder and faster.

At the same time, she sealed her lips around your clit once more and sucked hard, flicking her tongue rapidly over the sensitive bud. The dual stimulation of her fingers pounding into your cunt and her mouth devouring your clit was almost too much to bear.

Mizu could feel your thighs trembling, your belly quivering, your entire body coiled tight like a bowstring about to snap. She could sense your impending release, could taste your arousal flooding her mouth as your juices flowed freely.

She looked up at you, her blue eyes dark and intense, holding your gaze captive as she plunged her fingers as deep as they could go and sucked your clit hard.

With a sharp cry, your body convulsed, back arching off the bed as your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave. Your cunt clenched vice-tight around Mizu’s fingers.

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You are straight, that's why, that's why. You know what stop fooling yourself, you definitely aren't after your virgin ass cummed with just a few minutes of Mizu’s fingering.

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