#they wouldnt leave me alone til i wrote syd yuri

[propertyofkylar]

kinktober day 23: clothed sex (f!sydney x gn!pc)

word count: 1107

tags/warnings: no sex/gender mentioned for reader, in public, cunnilingus through layers, chastity belt, pure sydney

note: ok if you're keeping track you will notice that this wasn't actually a prompt on my original list. however i didn't like the day 23 prompt actually and i was possessed by lesbianism again and couldn't move on from sydney. so even tho reader is gn just know in my heart i meant this to be yuri

It was early enough that the library was nearly empty, a handful of eager students perusing the shelves but mostly, it was just you and Sydney. 

You leaned against her counter and watched her scribble notes as the two of you chatted away. You let out a giggle as she stifled a yawn behind her hand. She was too cute. 

Having recently confessed your feelings for each other, your relationship was still quite new and full of excitement. Every time you saw your sweet girlfriend, you were overwhelmed with the urge to shower her with kisses and affection. 

Right now was one of those moments. You shuffled slightly closer to her and leaned your forehead down on her shoulder. “Mmph,” you said, which realistically was about as much as you could come up with when you were around Sydney.

“Hm?” You could sense the smile in Sydney’s voice, and she pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head. “You’re tired, too? It’s okay. I’m sure the day will go by faster than you expect.”

“Yeah,” you responded, taking a moment to breathe in. Sydney smelled clean and soft. It was, unfortunately, rather arousing to you. You placed a hand on her thigh, fingers lightly tracing random patterns on her exposed skin. 

“Oh,” Sydney exhaled. “Mm. That feels nice.” She tilted her head and you felt her warm cheek press against your scalp. 

She was so adorable, it made you grin. But her proximity and her skin started affecting you in other ways, especially with the soft, sweet noises that were leaving her mouth. 

Bracing your hands on her thighs, you knelt down in front of her, your body going underneath the counter. Sydney sat up, suddenly more awake. “What…what are you doing?”

You smiled up at her, resting your chin on her knees. “I wanna make you feel good,” your fingers danced across her skin again. 

Sydney flushed, frowning slightly. The two of you had indulged in some…sinful behavior before, but your girlfriend was still slightly apprehensive. “But there’s other people here!”

“Not too many!” You pouted. “And you can be quiet. Come on. Please? Won’t you let me do this?”

Her face was bright red, but she was clearly hesitating. You kept looking at her with your most innocent expression until she relented. “…fine.”

With a grin, you spread her legs, flipping her skirt up. Her once-pristine white panties (which were so adorable) were marked by a damp spot on the front. 

“Cute,” you mumbled before pressing your nose to where Sydney’s clit would be, underneath the panties and chastity belt. She let out a sharp gasp as you did so, looking down at you disapprovingly. You smiled back up at her sheepishly and licked a stripe across the front of her underwear.

Instantly, Sydney’s hands went to your hair. “F-feels good,” she breathed out.

You giggled against the wet fabric, sending vibrations through Sydney’s cunt. The feeling made her whimper, and the sound went directly to your own core.

But right now was all about Sydney. You licked her damp spot repeatedly, relishing the taste of her despite the layers that separated your mouth from her pussy. When you glanced up at her, you were pleased to see that Sydney’s eyes were squeezed shut and her hand was covering her mouth.

Truly, she made it all too easy. It was so simple to push Sydney to the brink by teasing her. As you continued to lap up the fluids that soaked through her underwear, you couldn’t help but wonder how it would taste coming straight from the source. Maybe after you had drawn a few orgasms out of her, she would be amenable to discussing getting rid of that damned belt.

Now you were getting distracted. You shook your head and doubled down, focusing your tongue where her hole should be and grinding her clit with the heel of your hand. The soft gasps coming through her fingers let you know that was a good move.

The sound of footsteps suddenly was very close, and Sydney froze. But you didn’t let up, keeping a steady pace. Sydney shot you a glare, but didn’t ask you to stop, so you kept going. And the footsteps passed. You looked up at Sydney again and laughed at her sulky expression.

“That could have been dangerous! We could have been caught!” Sydney pouted.

You smiled back at her. “Okay, but people do worse things all around the school, like, all the time. And we didn’t get caught, did we?”

Sydney hesitated, then sighed. “No…”

You nodded, vindicated. “Okay. And do you want me to stop?”

Another hesitation as a blush spread across Sydney’s face. “...no,” she said quietly.

“Good girl,” you said, and took a moment to savor Sydney's shocked, cute reaction before diving back in. With that distraction, you had to work double time to get her back to where she was before. Thankfully, it wasn’t long before she was squirming in her chair, biting her lip hard to hold in her moans.

“It feels so good,” Sydney mumbled, threading her fingers through your hair. She was polite enough not to tug, choosing to just hold onto you.

Within a few minutes, her wiggling got more frequent, and while she wasn’t pulling your hair, she was certainly holding on very tightly. “O-oh,” she gasped. “I feel…funny…”

You were relentless, licking her wet underwear like you were wandering the desert with nothing to drink for days, grinding your hand in hopes that it would do something. Suddenly, Sydney let out a sharp - and surprisingly loud - gasp, and her panties got even wetter than before.

Feeling smug, you pulled away, pressing soft kisses to her inner thighs before leaning your chin on her knees again. Sydney covered her face with her hands, unable to look you in the eye. She was always like this after.

You stood up, needing to stretch your legs anyway, and gently pulled her hands from her face, kissing her wrists. Sydney tried to look away still but failed, giving you a sheepish look. “...thank you,” she said after a few moments.

Instead of replying, you peppered her face with kisses, which helped knock the last bits of shame out of her. “Did it feel good?”

Sydney nodded, clearly wanting to say more but needed to build up the strength first. “I think…I think it might feel better…” she fiddled with her fingers awkwardly. “Maybe it would feel better without the belt?”

Internally, you were over the moon, but tried to keep calm, instead pressing another kiss to her warm cheek. “It definitely would.”