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Taking Responsibility	By : exfaffy0000 Category: +. to F > Fate/stay Night Views: 44694 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Taking Responsibility 1.6: A Mid-lesson Tryst

"W...what?" Illya demanded, pulling her PE shirt down self-consciously in an attempt to conceal her erection. She'd done her best, but one lengthy eyeful of her sister's tight butt in her equally tight athletic bloomers and it was over. She wasn't sure the way Chloe had bent to pick up her hair tie wasn't intentional.
It was lucky a heated dodge-ball battle between Miyu and their three friends was distracting everyone. She adjusted herself so it would point upwards, but it peeked out easily. Her shirt had a long hem, something she was always grateful for, but at this rate it was only a matter of time before someone noticed. How would she change with the others? There was no way she could continue like this!
The long look Chloe was giving her held for just another moment before she spun, turning around and fainting dramatically.
"...What are you doing?"
"I've fainted." Chloe said, eyeing her irritably. "Act concerned."
"...Oh...AH! Chlo! Are you okay?" Illya asked, reaching down to pull her up. Her nose filled instantly with her twin's musky scent as she laid her weight against her.
Taiga turned to her. "Hm? What's wrong?"
"I'm...not feeling too well." Chlo said feverishly.
"A fever?" Taiga asked, taking a step forward.
"Infirmary." Chloe whispered into her ear. "Take me to the Infirmary..."
"Um, Fujiwara-san, I'll take her to the Infirmary?" Illya said, her heartbeat speeding up.
Taiga nodded. "Un, sure, please do."
The two of them turned, heading back into the school. "You're lucky," Chloe said. "Caren isn't here today, I heard from another student. And the health rep too."
"Hmm? Mm..." Illya agreed distractedly, her heart pounding, her sister's body pressed to her own, her erection stiff and throbbing. The fact that the halls were quiet, everyone else in their classes, did not soothe her fears by much.
They finally reached the Infirmary, opening the door, gazing into the silent, dimly-lit room.
"Lock it. Chlo said, pressing close, her breath hot in her ear.
Illya swallowed hard, locking the door behind them. "Over there." Chloe whispered, kissing her on the cheek, lacing their fingers together, drawing her twin by the hand to the furthest bed, the fifth from the door.
Once they'd reached the bed, Chloe leaned in to place another kiss on Illya's cheek, the same spot. She lingered this time. "Close the curtains."
Illya expelled a breath she hadn't known she was holding, disengaging from her twin, closing the curtains around the bed with a shaking hand. Doing it after school was one thing, doing it in the middle of the day was another. The spot on her cheek where Chloe had kissed her felt warm. She turned, her breath catching as she was treated to an unobstructed view of her twin's ass, as she hooked her thumbs into her buruma, slowly sliding them off her long brown legs. "You too," Chloe said, turning to sit cross-legged on the bed. "Take them off."
Illya shook her head. Oh GOD. Chloe always knew *exactly* what she was doing to her. She *definitely* dropped her hair tie on purpose! "U...un...." Illya agreed, her mouth dry, shucking her own buruma under Chloe's heated gaze, nearly tripping over them as she stepped out of her shoes and towards her twin.
Chloe eyes were bold, her face upturned. "Push me down." She suggested, a sly smile beginning to form.
Illya's lips parted as she dragged a slow, slightly ragged breath in.
She stepped forward, placing her hands on Chloe's slim shoulders and pushed her down, never breaking eye contact with her pliant, cunning, subservient sister, recognizing lust and hot triumph in her golden orbs.
They kissed slowly, the soft smacking sounds of their lips inflaming their desire, the stillness in the room bringing a sense of sacred reverence the taboo act they were about to commit. Illya felt Chloe's lips part wider, and she responded in kind, opening her own. She reacted a little to Chloe's tongue as it peeked into her mouth - this was new. She met it with her own, following her lead cautiously, caressing back with her own wet member. Chloe's own eyes peeked open, and she broke the kiss.
"Close your eyes when we do this," she whispered breathily.
"Why?" Illya whispered back, breathing equally hard. It sounded right - you close your eyes when you kiss. She was just curious.
"Trust me...." She kept her mouth open, tongue out, and Illya mimicked her. Chloe smirked at the sight, then dipped her head for another go.
Illya responded to the hot, open-mouthed kiss, closing her eyes, finding Chloe was right, quickly losing herself as they swapped saliva, humming with desire. All she could think about was the warm body under her.
Chloe's hands wandered, gripping her butt tight in her hands. Illya arced herself up in retaliation, getting onto her knees, the position allowing her to be the aggressor in the kiss.
She placed her weight on her right elbow, freed up one of her hands, reaching up to cup her twin's breast under her shirt gently, running her fingers over a stiffening nipple. Chloe groaned, feeling the sharp thrill of her twin's fondling hands slowly travel to her crotch, breaking their hot, wet liplock.
"Your tongue," Illya panted into her twin's mouth, gazing into their half-lidded eyes. "...Where do you...ah...ha...learn all this...?"
Chloe planted a kiss on her twin's forehead. "Secret," she said coyly, looping her arm around her neck, pulling her down for another kiss.
They continued into a lengthy make-out session, reveling in the new, breathless sensations, not caring as their kisses grew sloppier. Chloe broke the kiss, turning her head, a thin trail of their combined saliva connecting them. "Doesn't it hurt?" she whispered, sliding her hands down, stroking the tip of the erection pressed between them with the barest of touches. Illya had long-since admitted to the stiff ache of prolonged arousal.
"It's okay." Illya said, taking the chance to dip down, pushing up her twin's white PE shirt gently, kissing and licking at her slightly salty, sweaty skin, sucking at hard nipples. She slipped a hand down, cupping her mound. "You're so wet." She slipped her fingers in, gently, stroking.
"Ohh...Illya..." Chloe breathed.
Illya smiled, licking and sucking at a nipple, hardening them into points, even as she fingered her twin languidly.
"N...no...." Chloe whimpered. "Wait...." She gasped as Illya began rubbing at her clit gently with her palm, two fingers buried up her wet box.
"You're sensitive here, right?" Illya breathed, rubbing the front wall of her twin's vagina, stroking her fingers, trying to find her spot, Chloe expressing her pleasure audibly. "I remember...."
"S...top...!"
"Are you going to cum...?" she asked hotly, thrusting deep, extracting a short gasp from her twin.
"W...ait...stop!" Chloe gasped, hips jerking as Illya began finger-fucking her.
"Are you?" Illya persisted, staring down at her with hot interest.
'Oh god, she's...she's going to make me cum...!' Chlo realized, eyes clenching shut. She felt the heat of her twin's gaze on her face and her hands rose to cover herself, but Illya, with her left, gathered them up by the wrist, pinning them above her. "Hnnghhh......Illyaaaa...DON'T! Don't...looooook...!!!!"
Illya leaned down, gagging her scream with her tongue, thrusting her fingers deep into her, roughly grinding her clit with solid, firm, circular motions, urging her on, eager to have her cum first.
Chloe arched her back as she came, her cunt clenched tightly on Illya's fingers, juice spilling wetly onto the mattress, shrieking her release into Illya's mouth. Illya pressed on, fingering her as she came down from her high, growing more and more gentle as Chloe twitched and jerked. She broke the kiss, smiling innocently at her twin's face, equal parts humiliated and adoring.
"Nnnghhh...ngh...hungh," she panted. "...Y...you beast...h...how could you do that...making me cum alone...w...watching me...."
"But you make me cum all the time," Illya whispered huskily, happy she'd managed to return the favor for once.
"That's...that's different..." she said, raising her trembling hands, taking her sister by the chin, face upturned for another kiss. Illya obliged her, kissing her soundly, shifting herself so she could grind her cock against her sister's wet cunt. "Do it..." Chloe mumbled into their kiss, reaching down to guide her in, Illya sinking into her sister's wet, hot, welcoming hole, placing her elbows to either side of her twin's head and moving her hips, beginning a very quiet, very slow fuck as they moaned into each other's mouths.
"The bed's...squeaking..." Illya whimpered.
"Unh...unh...th...the door's closed, it's alright." Chloe whimpered back. "Everyone's...in class or at the field...unhhh...."
"What if..." She swallowed. "Someone comes in?"
Chloe kissed her in response, silencing her. They moved in a slow, sensual rhythm, breathing hard into each other's mouths and rocking into each other smoothly, before Chlo placed her hands on her chest, indicating she wanted to stop. "Let's do it like this..." Chloe whispered, breathing hard in her twin's ear. "Lie down..."
Without uncoupling, they shifted, Illya lying back as instructed, instinctively steadying her twin as she got on top of her, helping her as she slowly, slowly, eased down. She couldn't help but moan with the way she was sheathed so completely, buried to the hilt.
Chloe panted, impaled on her twin's length, back arched, chest thrust forward. "...Take this off," she mumbled, crossing her arm, gripping her own PE shirt by the hem.
Illya's mouth parted in wonder, the skin of her twin's beautiful stomach and breasts tight as she raised her arms to pull the shirt off.
Chloe tossed it to side, shaking her hair loose. She noticed her sister's expression. "W...What?"
"You're...beautiful." Illya whispered.
Chlo took a sharp breath in reaction. They stared at each other, Chloe's lips quivering as she began to blush hard. "...What are you saying!" She bit her lip, embarrassed desire shooting an electric thrill through her body. "...We're twins!"
"I know but..." She gasped as Chloe began using her hips to rock against her. "But...I think....Chlo...I think you look much more...nghhhh...!"
"We're twins." Chloe repeated, closing her eyes, bouncing, riding her, trying to focus on bringing Illya pleasure but quickly losing herself as she ground her hips onto her.
She sighed, losing herself in the depth of Illya's penetration, moving up and down, Illya lifting her hips to meet her, their breathing equally hard. She gasped, feeling a small, sudden orgasm intensely as it rocked through her body, her pleasure centers stimulated by her earlier one. She hunched over Illya, trying to stay upright, failing. Illya stretched out her arms, and Chloe sank into her offered embrace.
"You're lasting longer." Chloe panted, lying flat on Illya's body. Drops of sweat ran down her face and onto Illya's chest. "That's...a problem...."
"...Tired?" Illya panted into Chloe's ear, stroking her twin's brown-skinned back.
"Yeah..." Chloe agreed. "But...we can rest like this in this position too..." She raised her head to kiss her twin briefly. "Do you like it?"
"Yeah..." Illya whimpered. "It feels...different inside...."
"There are plenty of other ones to try..." Chloe said, a playful smile on her lips. "Do you think you'll cum soon? You're so hard in me..."
"Y...yeah..."
"How do you want to do it?"
"How...?" Illya whispered back, blushing, slowly considering all they'd done. ".......If I had to choose...on your back...."
"Hm...okay. That's called missionary." She began kissed her neck amorously. "Now tell me why."
Illya closed her eyes, sighing in pleasure, tilting her head to the side, giving her better access. "Huh...?"
"I want to know..." Chloe whispered hotly. "I want know what makes you feel good...so tell, me Illya, why do you want to *fuck* me in that position?"
Illya coloured, her hot blush intensifying. "Well..." She plucked up her courage. 'What is this girl doing me...?' "I like doing it from behind...but...I.......I want to kiss you while I do it..." She admitted. "I...want us to do that kiss we were doing earlier...I want to cum in you like that...I want to...fuck you...while doing that...."
A slow smile spread over Chloe's face. "Okay," she said, planting a quick kiss on her twin's ear. "You know...I thought you might like it. I'm happy you like it *that* much though...." They shifted carefully, rolling over, Chloe onto her back, spreading her arms out.
"Come..." she pleaded, smiling.
Illya expelled a little breath, leaning down into her twin's embrace, sinking deep. She gasped as Chloe's legs locked around her, pulling her in the rest of the way sharply. She searched her twin's face and found her with a wicked look in her eyes, her mouth open, her tongue peeking out. Illya leaned down, sinking deeper into her, meeting her tongue-first, the two of them groaning as they were joined, Chloe with her legs wrapped around her, Illya deep in her, the two of them kissing deeply.
They fucked slowly, moaning into their lips as they built on their mutual pleasure without haste.
Their tongues matched their growing passion, dueling slowly at first, and then frantically, sloppily, the both of them losing any sense of the world outside the bed and curtains, ignoring the loud, obscene squeaking of the bed as moved as one. 'Chlo...' Illya moaned mentally, her mind feeling like it was melting away. "Chlo...." she repeated aloud and against her twin's lips. "I love youuu...."
"Hnnnn...." Chloe moaned, a burst of warmth spreading from her center, all over her body. "Love youuu..." she echoed, gripping her to her, hands wandering and caressing all over her back, slowly reaching a climax. "Do it...give it to me...cum in meeeee...!"
Illya groaned, working her pelvis against her sister's groin, the two of them tonguing each other passionately, before finally cumming, firing her load deep into her twin's tight, hot, receptive cunt. It was all she thought it would be, pressed to her twin in this intimate embrace, her pussy milking her of her load. She kept cumming, the two of them panting into their mouths, lips pressed against one another, tongues wagging weakly, each hot blast of cum prolonging Chloe's orgasm, each hard convulsion serving to massage and drain her dry.
"MMmmm...!" Chloe exclaimed against Illya's lips as she thrust up into her for one last spurt before wilting, breaking their kiss, sagging onto her. Chloe pulled her head down, allowing her to rest her head against her as she panted in unison, desiring that every drop was emptied out before she withdrew.
Illya finally pulled out a lengthy minute later, rolling over, her dick half-hard, gazing up at the ceiling tiles unseeingly.
Chloe scooted close to her, kissing her shoulder as if in thanks. Illya stirred, turning to face her laying her cheek on the pillow, their faces an inch away. They stared into each other's shining eyes, wide, tired smiles on their faces. "We haven't done it in a while," Illya whispered. "In a bed, I mean."
"It feels good," Chloe said in agreement, smiling, eyes half-lidded, arching her face to kiss her on the lips sweetly as the summer wind teased the curtains around their bed, swirling against their flushed, heated skin.
"I think it's almost lunch." Chloe said, eyes remaining closed, resting her forehead against hers. "The others will change and come looking for us."
"Yeah..."
"But we can stay here a while longer. We can leave when we hear everyone moving around." She kissed her twin's nose. "Just don't get another erection."
"Stop kissing me then." Illya said, shifting.
Chloe giggled. "You can get one from a kiss?"
"It's lewd." Illya said shortly. "Especially...that kiss. With our tongues."
Chloe smiled, kissing her, slipping her tongue in briefly, giving Illya's own a coy lick. She parted with soft *mwah* "It's called a deep kiss."
"Well...stop it...." Illya said, biting her lip, eyes averted. "You're going to make me...hard again."
Chloe giggled, relenting. She nuzzled her face into her neck, relaxing. "...You know...you said it earlier...." Chloe said, sketching the character for love on her stomach.
"Hmm, ah," she blushed.
"I'm irritated I had to wait so long for a response, but I have to admit, you have a pretty good sense of timing."
Illya's blush went radioactive red. "...God. Wasn't how I felt obvious, after everything?"
Chloe giggled. "...Yeah...I...just wanted to hear you say it." She kissed her sweetly. "I like it when you call my name too."
"...Then..." Illya muttered, her expression slightly petulant. "Then...I'll...I'll say it more...." She placed a peck on her twin's lips. "I love you, Chlo."
Chloe beamed at her, pure happiness. "I would do anything for you," Chloe whispered. "Anything."
Illya blushed. "Me-"
Chloe put a finger on her lips. She smiled slyly. They made out until the bell rang for lunch.
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OMAKE
[Bazett eyes the sheets]
Bazett: "There is no way you're not fucking your way through all the kids at this school."
Caren: "Huff. Note to self, set up cameras. The money I could make...."

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That was supposed to be a quickie. These two...well, they got away from me. Tried for a slow, intimate session this time, I think I succeeded, somewhat...took a lot out of me. Turned out a lot longer than I thought, meaning I had to take more time. Well, my rule is no more than a week, but...I won't upload anything I feel isn't 'right', you see.
Next, shopping! That will be a definite quickie, and I can get a Haganai fic out at the same time.
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