Finding Our Own Way [+18]
Posted on Tue Feb 7th, 2023 @ 6:57am by Ensign Lynette Bishop 'Highlander' & Petty Officer 1st Class Yoshika Miyafuji
Edited on on Sun Mar 19th, 2023 @ 12:02am
1,667 words; about a 8 minute read
Mission:
Sand Sea Fun and Surf
Location: Risa Resort Main Reception Hall
Timeline: Captain Aisaka's Wedding
WARNING. - This post contains mature content and language of a sexual nature. Read at your own discretion.
Leaning up against a Mullion, Lynette watched as the bride and groom spun around on the dance floor, laughing to themselves and altogether having the time of their lives. With their future now laid out in front of them, Lynette couldn't help but be happy for the bride and groom, especially given this event had been at least 15 years coming for them. But at the same time, Lynette couldn't help but ponder her own future. Give or take a few years, would she be any closer to consummating a relationship with Petty Officer Miyafuji? Would they even still be friends? Who was to say they wouldn't be separated by half the galaxy at this time in a year?
She sighed. So many questions were running through her head right now, and not all of them she was sure she wanted to have answered...
"You came too?" A familiar voice said from her left.
Turning, Lynette found herself standing face-to-face with none other than Petty Officer Miyafuji herself; sporting a silver sleeveless sheath dress and glossy white pumps, she looked like something straight off the red carpet; no disrespect to the bride, of course, but framed against the pale moonlight pouring in through the windows, this was the star attraction.
"You look... beautiful, she gasped, cupping her hands to her mouth.
How was it that this girl could look so perfect in whatever situation she slotted herself into? And here was poor Lynette, blending in with the background with all the other plebians... she truly couldn't hold a candle to Yoshika Miyafuji's beauty, even if she tried.
Yoshika blushed. "You look... nice too..." she managed to reply as she seemed to struggle to get her words out.
"I, um... thank you," the younger girl blushed, fiddling with the hem of her dress. "But in all seriousness, I don't think I could compare-!"
Yoshika blushed even harder. "Well... should we get a drink?" she asked.
"D-drink?" Lynette stammered nervously. "O-Oh, I'm... I'm not so sure I should-!"
"You're a pilot right? And an officer, you're telling me you never went out drinking at the Academy?" Yoshika mocked her with a cheeky grin.
Lynette sadly shook her head. On the contrary, she was actually a rather quiet girl during her time in the Academy, having spent most of her time nose-deep in a textbook or observing attractive women she knew she'd never have from afar. The few people she maintained consistent contact with were almost exclusively family members- mostly Wilma, if she happened to be in the sector and had the time to place a call.
A micheavous smile stretched across Yoshika's face as she gently took Lynettes hand. "Well, how about I help you catch up on that then..."
In spite of Lynette's gut instinct, one glance into those puppy-dog eyes mad it impossible for her to resist Yoshika's offer. Perhaps even if alcohol wasn't her thing, at least one drink wouldn't hurt her...
The first thing Lynette could remember after that was a dull pain throughout her body.
And it wasn't like, an agonizing sort of pain; just an uncomfortable soreness that made simple tasks such as trying to open her eyes a chore.
But as she racked her brain to try and figure that out, the next thing she noted was a certain... stale smell. It was hard for her to pinpoint what exactly it was, but it smelled vaguely fishy... with a hint of Parmesan cheese.
actually, come to think of it, that was a rather disgusting combination.
She wriggled around, trying to get a feel for her surroundings. she could feel some sort of fabric rubbing up against her bare skin- not as if she were wearing it, per se, but as if she were laying on it. Was she... naked? Was this her room? Why did her room smell so stale?
Finally, she managed to force an eye open; she was momentarily blinded by the sunlight streaming through a window, but as her retinas adjusted, she began to make out a large black lump lying in front of her. The details were initially fuzzy, but with a few passing seconds, more detail eventually came into focus... revealing the lump in question to be a lump of brown hair.
"EEP!" Lynette yelped, practically tumbling off the bed in a startled frenzy.
The brown hair moved as Yoshika turned over in the bed sheets. "Ohayo..." she yawned. "What's all the noise about?" She asked.
Now fully conscious, Lynette could get a better assessment of her surroundings. For one, this definitely wasn't her room; the layout was all wrong, and the bed was much larger than her discount-rate fare. Second, as she was partly anticipating, she was naked. Come to think of it, Yoshika was also naked, much to Lynette's sudden and evidently embarrassing realization. An incriminating trail of the night's prior engagements- several articles of vomit-stained clothing- led out from the bathroom all the way to the foot of the bed. All these subtle details combined led her to just one conclusion:
"Did... did we just..." the younger girl began, biting her lip as she half-anticipated what Yoshika was about to say.
Yoshika sat up in the bed, not seemingly bothered at the blanket covering her body. "Well... yeah. We did..." she blushed. "It was my first time, and... yours too apparently..."
The two of them sat there in an awkward silence.
"God, I... I'm such an idiot," Lynette sighed. "I let alcohol get the better of me and forced my feelings on you... you'll probably never look at me as a friend after this..."
Yoshika shuffled over the bed, and gently lowered herself out to sit on the floor behind Lynette. Gently she wrapped her arms around Lynette, pulling her in by her chest. She felt Lynettes warm skin against her. "No. I see you more than just a friend now" she whispered into her ear. "I didn't know you had the same feelings I did..."
Lynette was taken completely by surprise with this. "Y-you mean... you're not mad?" she stammered, tears already beginning to well up in her eyes. "Y-you r-really...?"
Yoshika pulled her in tighter. "Not at all. You were even cute when you were throwing up." She replied. "You have really soft hair to hold..." she lowered her voice "and a great pair here too..." she whispered changing her grip slightly with her hands.
Lynette let out a startled squeak as an unfamiliar tingling sensation raced down her spine. "Y-Yoshika, t-that doesn't feel right!"
But then again, she didn't... hate it, per se...
"I'm a nurse remember, trust me these feel very right..." Yoshika replied playfully. She suddenly stopped and rested her chin on Lynettes shoulder. "You know... if you don't remember much from last night... thar means you don't know how mine felt... I think I'm still a little turned on right now..."
Lynette's jaw dropped at what Yoshika was implicating. Of course it wasn't like they hadn't just done it in a burst of alcohol-infused passion, but to have her crush come to her and say that she wanted to make meaningful love, to fully cement that these feelings between them were mutual and (at least for now) everything was right in this world... this was a new sensation for Lyn.
And it was beautiful.
"I... I want it," she pleaded, hugging Yoshika tighter. "I want to do all of the things that lovers do; I want to get married and have children and watch them grow, and grow old together... I want all of it. Please!"
"Not all right away... right?" Yoshiks asked as she placed her hands on both on Lynettes shoulders and helped her shuffle around so they were facing. "Well..." she said blushing. "What... do you think?" She asked indicating to her birthday suit.
You could practically see the heat emanating off of Lynette's cheeks as she took it all in.
"Y-your figure's so... perfect," she gawked, cupping her hands to her mouth.
No seriously; Yoshika Miyafuji's body was just perfect in all the right proportions. Everything Lynette felt her body lacked, the body kneeling before her possessed. And to realize that it was now hers to share was enough to send her heart into a frenzy; she couldn't even imagine how it had felt... well, would feel when they were actually having sex.
Yoshika blushed. "Well, I've never had that said to me before" she admitted. "What do we do now?" she asked, it was starting to feel a little awkward.
Lynette blinked. "But... I thought you would know?"
She was drunk, after all, and had been led to believe that Yoshika was the sober one and had volunteered her room until she sobered up.
Yoshika smirked slightly, she gently put both hands back on Lynettes shoulders and pushed her backwards lying her on the floor. She loomed over her looking into her eyes. "Lets... experiment then..." she said in a hushed tone.
Lynette averted her gaze. "U-um... promise you'll stop if it hurts, okay?" she asked her somewhat pathetically.
"I'm a medical officer. Thou shall not do any harm..." Yoshika replied.
Posting by (In Order Of Appearance):
Ensign Lynette Bishop
Figther Pilot, USS Tokyo (NCC-91101)
Captain Taiga Takasu
Commanding Officer, USS Tokyo (NCC-91101) (Mentioned)
Lieutenant Commander Ryuuji Takasu
Flight Deck Crew Chief, USS Tokyo (NCC-91101) (Mentioned)
Petty Officer, 1st Class Yoshika Miyafuji
Nurse, USS Tokyo (NCC-91101)
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