Blake couldn’t believe what she just saw. She was mesmerized by the sight of Yang’s very public accident. She always knew she had a bit of a thing for people having accidents but seeing this really set her on fire. When she saw how distressed her partner was however she ignored her own arousal for now and rushed down to where Yang was.
Professor Goodwitch was trying to stop the cacophony of laughter coming from around the classroom. Yang thought she was going to die from embarrassment.
“Come on Yang, lets go.” Suddenly Blake was next to her, pulling her towards the locker rooms. Yang followed but with every step felt her mess slosh around and when they entered the room she felt a stream start leaking down her leg. A fresh set of tears streamed down her face as she felt her mess splash on the ground.
Blake suddenly pulled her into a hug. She knew Yang needed comfort right now but Blake’s core was pounding and she didn’t know if she could resist the urges she was feeling.
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