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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 1.8: A Shopping Trip

"Illya!" Chloe called, peeking her head out of the fitting room. "Come in here for a second. Bring your swimsuits."
Illya blinked at her twin, her erection straining against her panties. She tried to keep a straight face, casting a furtive glance at the only sales attendant in earshot - she had a glassy, bored look on her face. Her cellphone vibrated audibly, and she took it out, flicking through the messages.
"Why?" Illya asked, stepping closer.
"It makes more sense to try on swimsuits together - we're twins. Besides, I want your opinion. Come on!"
Illya nodded to herself vigorously. They would save time selecting the suit! That was very true!
The changing room Chloe had chosen was a standalone, and situated at a far corner of the department store. It was odd-looking. It looked like it had been tacked on hurriedly, all the way in the back, between boxes of old stock. Perhaps it was the first room built, for there was a row of rooms that looked newer a little closer to the counter. They were the only customers in the shop. It was a slow day.
"You're unbelievable," Illya said, closing the door of behind her. She examined the room with a furtive glance. Chloe had hung numerous swimsuits on the pegs, and it was a sealed...but likely not completely soundproof.
"Yes. If by unbelievable means good at getting things done," Chloe retorted. "Come on, let's try on suits first!"
Embarrassed, Illya stood to the side, lithe arms crossed, trying to ignore her aching cock as Chloe tried on different swimsuits.
"What do you think of this one?" Chloe asked, posing in a one-piece bathing suit.
"Kinda boring," Illya said, taking a glance and quickly deciding to busy herself with trying on a frilly pink top.
"How about this one?" Chloe asked, after changing. She twirled round lightly. She eyed Illya as she checked her out in the mirror, watching her gaze go from feigned disinterest to stunned, her small feminine jaw dropping.
The suit Chloe had chosen was made of thin white straps, standing out lewdly against her brown skin, barely covering her nipples and crotch, proudly displaying her flat tummy. A garter of some sort encircled her soft thighs. A swimsuit like this could only be called....
"Sk...skimpy." Illya said, her voice catching on the word, trying and failing to place a bathing suit hanger back on a peg, her gaze lingering on her twin's tight curves. "It's...it's all strings...."
Why was there even one their size?!
"Isn't it," Chloe crooned, watching her discomfort. She strode towards her. "Here, why don't you try this one."
"H...hey!" Illya protested, blushing, as Chlo began deftly untying the top she had on. She covered her breasts with her hands in embarrassment, much to Chloe's amusement.
"Here," Chloe said, holding up a bright, turquoise top to her own chest, grinning. "See? It looks great."
Illya paused. "That...that is a nice colour. The pattern's cute too."
"It'll look better with your skin. Comes with this white skirt too." Chloe said. "Just in case you have a...situation."
Illya blushed, snatching the top out of her twin's hands, tying it on. It did look fetching. "Do you have one?"
"Yup. Same brand." Chloe said, having slipped out of the skimpy one and into another, a red top with a small white dots as a pattern. "We'll match." She said, striking a pose.
"Mm. Y...yeah." Illya said, blushing. She slipped the bottom on, over her butt, but leaving her front exposed - her erection was in the way. "What do you think?" she asked, turning to Chlo, turning this way and that hesitantly.
She blushed, noticing her twin's body had gone stiff, her gaze stunned.
"...I think I need a closer look." Chloe said, stepped forward. "Maybe from...different angles?"
"You're not going to get it like this." Illya said petulantly, turning her face away, her blush intensifying as Chloe pressed up against her, arms encircling her waist as she began kissing her on the neck.
"True." Chloe said. She disengaged, a cool look entering her eyes. "Hmm...." She shucked her bottoms off.
"What are you doing?"
She held them up, displaying the small, wet patch with an arched eyebrow.
'Oh right.' It would dry quickly, but if it got anymore soaked, it would stain. She tracked her twin in the mirror, watching her warily as she strode around her. She gasped as Chloe bent, yanking her own tight bottoms down for her, leaving them bunched around her thighs. She tried to turn around, but was denied as Chloe hugged her tight from behind, one hand looping round her waist, the other going for her chin. "How about like this?" Chloe whispered, her breath hot in Illya's ear, turning her so they faced the mirror.
'Naughty,' Illya thought, flushing, trying to summon up a harsh glare at her twin's reflected face. The way Chloe stroked her stomach was distracting. "You're so naughty."
"You use your hands sometimes right?" Chloe asked, expression catty. "How do you do it? Show me."
"Show you?" Illya hissed back.
"Hurry."
Illya held her twin's gaze for a moment, and then sighed, her expression submissive. She slipped her hands down, and with two fists, began jerking herself off. "Like...like this...."
"Hmmmm. What do you think about?"
"That's obvious, isn't it?" she said, looking into Chloe's adoring gaze, stroking herself.
Chloe hid a smile in her sister's shoulder, kissing her there. Her hands wandered up, caressing her budding breasts through the green bikini top. Illya bit back a groan. "So you're gonna make me do it like this?" she asked, expression petulant as she jerked herself off.
Chloe kissed her on her back. "Of course not." She said, sinking her stroking hands down. Illya stifled a gasp as their hands brushed, Chloe gripping her boldly. "I said I'll do it for you...anytime...anywhere, remember...?"
"Mmmmm...." Illya groaned, her hands going to her sides and back, clutching at Chloe's thighs, pressed close to hers, as her twin slowly molested her prick, stroking and jerking her off.
"How's this...? ...Am I doing it right...? ...Do you like it...?" Chloe asked, her reflection's intense golden-eyed gaze staring right at her. She licked her lips slowly.
"I...I like it...."
"I'll do it for you." She said, her gaze loving. "Whenever you want it. In the middle of the night or day. Whether we're class or whether we're with friends...." Her gaze roamed ravenously across their swimsuit-clad bodies. She slipped her left hand up to one of Illya's turquoise bikini-cups, pushing it up and exposing a nipple. "Do you like it when I use my hands?" she asked, stroking, tweaking gently, feeling it stiffen under her touch.
"I...I like it...." Illya gasped.
"What else do you like?" Chloe whispered.
Illya panted getting more and more aroused as she watched Chloe molest her. 'Oh god...do we really look so naughty?' she wondered, her expression in the mirror one of lust and innocent shock, hypnotized by the two wanton girls in front of her.
"I like...."
"My mouth?" Chloe enquired encouragingly, eyeing her expression out of the corner of her eye. "Do you like it when I use my mouth?" She began stroking her faster, more firmly.
"Yes..." Illya gasped brokenly, watching her own face grow more and more flushed, she turned her gaze away with a whimper. "O...of course...unnnngggg...."
"Oh good...I love it too, Illya." Chloe whispered hotly. "I love it best. I love the feel of your meat in my mouth, I love the sounds you make while you enjoy what I do for you...."
"Oh god...Chlo...!" Illya whimpered.
"I love looking up and seeing the expression on your face. I love the way your fingers tighten in my hair when I do something you really, really like."
"Un...ah...ha...ha...~" Illya panted, Chloe's breath warm in her ear. "Oh...f...faster...faster...harder...please...." Chloe obliged her, dropping her wandering left hand to stroke her double-fisted.
"I love the way you hold yourself back, so careful not to hurt me, but that just makes me want soooo badly to make you lose control."
Illya arched her neck, eyes closing. "Oohhh...Chl...!"
"I love the way you look at me after I make you cum. I love drinking it, I love feeling you throb in my mouth, I love using my tongue..." She licked at Illya's ear. "I love using my lips... *uhm...*" She took Illya's earlobe between her lips to illustrate her point.
"Hauuuhhhh...." Illya gasped, dragging a deep, steadying breath in. "Haauhghhh...!"
Her harsh, hot whispers came without restraint now. "I want you Illya. I want you all the time. And I know you want me too. I feel you looking at me all the time. That makes me so happy. I love the way the way you try to resist, but the fact is, you want me just as much as I want you, you're just too shy to admit it. And you know what else? The truth is I want you to push me down and make me yours completely, do me so hard I don't think about anything or anyone but *you*. One day the house is going to be empty and I'm going to tease you until all you want is for us to *fuck*, all day and all night-MPHH" She was cut off as Illya twisted in her grasp, kissing her, prying open her mouth, forcing her tongue in.
"...You're so...beautiful...Illya...." Chloe gasped, not for long, for Illya grabbed her face between her hands, recapturing her lips. Her incredibly aroused, pale-skinned sister shoved her up against the changing room mirror with a dull thump, raping her mouth with her tongue, gripping her face tight in her hands. Chloe fumbled for her twin's cock, found it, and continued her handjob in retaliation.
Illya moaned, and Chloe took the reprieve to avert her face.
"Are you going to cum Illya?" Chlo panted quietly, evading her twin's lips, keeping her face averted as Illya rained kisses on her cheek, neck, and corner of her mouth. "You'll make a mess, so I'm going to get it all in my mouth, alright? I'm not going to spill a single drop, alright? But you have to tell me early, because if you don't it's going to get all over my face -"
"Knees now!" Illya gasped, her voice a growl, biting her on the neck. "Now, now! Do it now! "
Chloe sank to her knees quickly, opening her mouth wide to swallow her twin's swollen cock down, feeling Illya's fingers tangle urgently in her hair and side-tail, gripping her hard and heedless. She sucked and tongued with a delighted moan as Illya shoved her pick into her naughty mouth with trembling hands before blowing her hot, massive load directly down her swallowing throat, the ejaculations coming fast, Chloe gripping her hips and sucking in time with the copious blasts.
Illya thumped her forehead against the mirror, her breath fogging the glass. "Y...you're unbelievable," she gasped, as she felt her orgasm slow to a trickle, her cock spasming in her twin's throat.
Chlo dragged her pouty, pink lips up and away from her twin's half-hard cock, a sharp *smooch* sounding as she pulled away.
"I get things done," she said, kissing the head. "Thanks for the snack. We'll continue this later, hmm?"
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"Are you two done? Took you a while," Tat-chan noted, her expression wondering, licking her ice-cream cone.
Illya laughed nervously. "Sorry. Thanks for coming with us, we weren't able to get one last time."
Tat-chan laughed loudly. "No problem! I went to get ice-cream. And well, the last time...when nature calls, it calls. But you two sure took your time getting back that day."
Wasn't like she could say they'd been off for a quick blowjob.
"So did you two find the right ones?"
Chloe licked her lips. "Yeap. We're going to buy these swimsuits."
"How'd you decide?"
"Mmm...the ones with the most impact, I guess."
"Huh?"
Illya fidgeted. "...I'm hungry. How about we pay for these, get some ice cream too...?"
"No, I'm full," Chloe said, winking, striding ahead of them.
Illya blushed. She jogged to catch up, delivering an embarrassed, back-handed slap on the shoulder to her twin as they went to the counter.
"Eh?" Tat-chan echoed, following them.

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Alright, it's a full-blown romp next. Also, I'll finally be fulfilling the anal tag.
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