This choice: Left for Mitsuru's room, to surprise her senpai. • Go Back...Chapter #5Left for Mitsuru's room, to surprise her se... by: faith   "Come on, come on, work you stupid thing!" Minako groused at the blinking lights and million buttons that made up the control room console.
Her first few attempts to work the machinery had be hesitant and careful. But the more buttons she pushed without any apparent effect the more exasperated she became. Soon enough she was mashing buttons all across the keyboard, occasionally pounding the controls with her tiny fist, all futilely trying to get the damn thing to do SOMETHING!
Her heart skipped a beat when she pounded one control and watched the awesome sight of her Senpai's body vanish from the feed completely. With a squeek of horror she pushed the button again. To her great relief, the image popped back up without any fanfare.
"Great. So you turn off just fine. But make one lousy little recording to mark a really special occasion? Nope! No nice things for Minako-chan!"
Minako pouted, glaring at the monitor. In order to console herself, she focused on her Senpai's magnificent body while her eager fingers "worked off her stress" under her skirt. She gave a little bow and a prayer of thanks to whatever kami was responsible for the Kirijo gene pool. Those beautiful curves, that pert yet bouncy little butt, that cute and neatly trimmed bush, and of course those magnificent breasts...it was so much more than even Minako had dared to imagine!
"Argh! No! It can't end like this! I gotta...I gotta..." Minako trailed off as she took in the sight of the big laundry pile in one corner of Mitsuru's room. "Minako-chan, you are a genius!"
Carefully turning the system off, Minako then dashed out of the control room and down the stairs as fast as she could (probably as fast as she'd ever run, with the possible exception of when she and Yukari were fleeing from her first encounter with a shadow). Fleeing into her room, Minako hastily gathered up the biggest laundry hamper she owned, tossed some of her dirty things in, and then back down the hallway. With her heart racing, Minako knocked loudly on Mitsuru's door and opened it without waiting for a reply. Thank heaven Mitsuru (unlike all the other killjoys on this floor) had never gotten into the habit of locking her door.
"Ahhhh!" Mitsuru screamed in shock and dove behind her sofa.
"Hiiii Senpai! Making a laundry run! Figured I'd make take on a load of your things while I'm at it! Been running you guys hard through Tartarus with all that blood and stuff so I know your clothes must get really gunky really fast!" Minako said, deliberately speaking a mile a minute while pretending to be oblivious to Mitsuru's state of nudity.
"MINAKO! G-GET O-" Mitsuru said in mortification.
"SENPAI!!" Minako said, deliberately raising her voice above Mitsuru's own shout. "What have you been doing this whole time? How did your laundry get like this? Oh, this is worse than I thought! Sigh. I know your maids used to do all this for you, but you HAVE to learn to keep up with this! What would the others say!"
"I..." Mitsuru trailed off, her cheeks burning. "I was getting around to it..."
"Really, Senpai! This can't be hygienic at all! I need my team in top shape every night! If you get sick it could put our training back for days...maybe weeks! Well, never mind. I'll take care of this just this once! But you'd better do it yourself in the future!"
"I don't need...err...Sorry. I appreciate the gesture, Minako-chan, but really...what are you doing?" Mitsuru asked, keeping herself hidden behind her chair.
"Oh, don't get up, I've got this!" Minako said cheerily as she dumped the pile of laundry into her hamper and then began going through Mitsuru's chest of drawers. "But if its been this long, we better wash everything! It can gather dust and mildew if you let it sit, you know!"
"Really? I...I didn't know that..." Mitsuru said, then shook her head. "But...Minako, please, your taking away everything!"
"No need to thank me!" Minako said, grabbing a big suitcase to fill up the clothes her hamper wouldn't accomodate. "Ewww, those bedsheets look pretty bad too!"
"No! Wait! What are you...??" Mitsuru began, as Minako proceeded to gather up every piece of clothing and every bit of cloth that could conceivably be used to wrap herself in or provide decent cover. All seemingly perfectly innocently.
Fortunately, Mitsuru's shower was the sort that had a glass door rather than a curtain. Minako had no idea how she could have justified stealing that.
"I...I....ENOUGH! Arisato, will you stop for one moment and.....STOP!" Mitsuru snapped. "Minako, you are taking my clothes away! Can't you see I'm naked here?"
"Huh?" Minako asked innocently, glancing at her. "Oh. Heh heh heh! You got me Senpai! Your hiding back there with a low cut night gown that bares your shoulders, right? Good prank! But come on! Walking around your room butt naked? That's the kind of stuff Junpei or Yukari would do! I know sophisticated girls like us would never be caught dead doing such a thing! We're leaders and examples for the rest of our team! I mean, I could never respect or listen to anyone who ever did something so...so scanty and wrong! Could you, Senpai?"
Mitsuru blushed intensely and shrank further behind the sofa. "....Of course not. Yes. Yes indeed. Just a little joke."
"Good one, Senpai! Well, Great! I'm off! Should have all this done in a few hours! But don't get mad if it takes longer! Is a pretty big load. But I'll try my best to get it all done tonight! No need for thanks!" Minako said, in her best manic pixie voice.
As Mitsuru began to panic and tremble, Minako strolled truimphantly down the hallway. She'd find a more permanent place for everything later. Right now....She dropped all the items in the heap on her floor, shut her door firmly, then fell on her bed. Her hands were underneath her skirt before she even knew what she was doing. Her pussy was sopping wet and it took no time at all to find the perfect frantic rhythm for herself. In less than a minute she felt herself cumming hard and fast, her insides exploding in pure pleasure. She couldn't believe she had just done that! She couldn't believe it had worked! And most mysterious all was how her release could feel so very fulfilling and yet completely unquenched! She needed more! And for that this game would have to continue!   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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