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They hang out in Maki’s room more often than not, which, totally suits Nobara just fine. Whatever excuse she can scrounge up to spend time with her step-sister the better, and so here she is yet again sprawled across Maki’s comforter wishing it wasn’t so fucking hot outside because it seemed like a relatively nice day besides the threat of combusting upon direct sunlight. She’s sweating like crazy and might’ve been more self-conscious of the fact if Maki wasn’t in a similar state of disarray… or, maybe even worse.
She runs hot. Like, really hot - which fits Maki perfectly because she is hot but Nobara’s pretty sure that wouldn’t do anything to soothe the alpha’s transformation from hunky beast to melting popsicle. Maki’s clad only in a black tank top and a pair of boxers which kinda has Nobara getting heated for an entirely different reason, enough to where she’s delegated herself to stare directly into the ceiling in a futile attempt at not burning a hole into her step-sister. Friend. Crush. Girl she’s made out with while on a “Totally not a date!” date. It’s complicated.
Because for some reason everything seems to be complicated if Maki’s involved with it. Whatever. Nobara’s always like a challenge. She’s a go-getter, after all. And if she wants something she gets it. Simple as that.
“Can’t your fan go any higher?” Nobara whines, finally succumbing to temptation and tilting her head in Maki’s direction. It’s a terrible decision immediately made apparent as her first point of interest is the sliver of pale skin peeking out from underneath her bunched tank top, the hard indentations of muscle looking oh so delectable and-- God the debaucherous shit she’d commit to grind her cunt against them is both terrifying and awe-inspiring depending on your perspective.
Maki is just… fine. So fine. Nobara still has a hard time understanding why her family thinks she’s the spawn of some demonic entity coming to lay ruin to the Zenins at large. Because, seriously? Everyone else is a four at best in terms of looks, personality, fashion sense, and ability to soak Nobara’s panties at a moment’s notice. It should be a record, really.
“Believe me, I wish it could go higher,” Maki replies. With how red she is from the tips of her ears to the sprawl of her clavicle it isn’t a lie. She waves a hand in a vague gesture of despair. “My brain’s scrambling as we speak.”
Yeah, I can hear it from here.” Nobara groans at her crack at comedy. “Fuck, it’s so hot I can’t even be funny.”
Maki looks over at her and the bridge of her glasses slides down at the motion. “You're funny?”
“Excuse me? You wanna say that again?”
Nobara slaps at Maki’s unfortunately (unfortunate since she wants the alpha to suffocate her with it) huge bicep as Maki merely laughs at her, and Nobara hates how the deep rumble of it is enough to dull any anger rising through her. That’s how it is with Maki - she’s able to get away with things no one else in her life is. Talk about pathetic. But, you know, Nobara can beat herself up over it at a later date. Right now…
“Can’t be funny but can be offended. Keeping that in mind,” Maki says, the corner of her lip perked up and people who smirk normally annoy the shit out of her but-
Nobara slaps her bicep again and something about the sound of skin hitting skin sorta excites her. “You’re an ass while burning alive, keeping that in mind.”
“Mm, forgive me?”
Maki reaches over and takes her wrist into her grasp. It’s a sight to behold with how Maki’s long fingers easily wrap around, how big her hand is compared to the daintiness of Nobara and, honestly? After finding out just how large Maki’s feet are while totally not snooping through her closet, Nobara truly wonders if there is indeed a correlation between shoe size and… well….
The size of her dick.
She can’t be blamed, first of all. Maki’s tendency to wear gray sweatpants of all things like they’re going out of season has given Nobara the unfortunate front seat into seeing the outline of her cock when she’s going around the house. And, like, she’s more than positive that Maki isn’t hard during the times she’s spotted it (though she wouldn’t blame her for being in such a state having Nobara as her gorgeous step-sister) so that means she’s literally that big soft. Which, uh, hello?
Again, you can’t blame a girl for being curious.
Maki’s lips press against her knuckles in apology when she brings the captured hand towards herself, and Nobara hates how unintentionally romantic this dork can be despite being emotionally constipated enough to rupture a colon. Like, right now, she thinks doing that is a casual thing to do. Maybe a subconscious habit from “alpha” instincts or whatever, maybe a bygone memory from caring for her sister but either way this is not helping her crush.
Or her urge to try and get a little peek at something that’s definitely not little…
“You’re forgiven,” Nobara begins, pulling her hand back much to Maki’s apparent confusion. “Only if you let me do something…”
“Oh?”
Maki’s head cocks in curiosity.
“If it’s enough to distract me from the heat then I’m game.”
Nobara’s sure it’ll do more than distract her if she gets her way.
She glances towards the door. Closed. Not locked, but apparently, that’s a remnant of the past where neither she nor Mai was trusted enough to have actual locks on their doors. A little dangerous, sure, but she assumes they’ll be fine. Probably.
Nobara slowly reaches forward to graze her fingertips against the waistband of Maki’s boxers, can feel the alpha stiffen at her choice of location, but otherwise doesn’t say anything. She’s watching, though. Waiting, wondering, perhaps hoping her cute step-sister will finally touch her dick like she’s been wanting her to? Surely Maki has had needs just like Nobara has. Or, well, Nobara might need to run away if the attraction is one-sided.
“I’ve been wondering…” Nobara says, and it’s almost a whisper, not quite a statement to Maki as much as herself while dragging her hand against the fabric and stopping where she thinks it’s called the fly. Her boxer knowledge is admittingly lacking. “...about what it’d be like to touch you.”
Her confession must come as some sort of surprise since Maki’s eyebrows about shoot up into the stratosphere. She snatches them back down before they can escape, but Maki’s lips part and nothing comes out. There’s a gorgeous shade of red far deeper in color than the one prior, and learning that she’s capable of making Maki blush - that Maki Zenin of all people is a blusher has her thighs pressing together.
Cute.
“Nobara.”
She squeezes her through the material.
“Fuck, Nobara.”
“Hm?” Nobara can’t help the smile that spreads across her face as she begins to run her thumb over the growing bulge. That was fast. “Is something the matter?”
“We can’t-” Maki swallows the words down, replaces them with,” -this isn’t what I thought you meant by a fuckin’ distraction .”
“Yet you’re not stopping me.”
No, in fact, Nobara knows that if Maki had a working scent gland the entirety of her bedroom would be coated in a thick haze of pheromones. Instead, the only scent is of Nobara’s own pheromones working in overdrive to try and smother this alpha in the reality of how much she turns Nobara on. Safe to say, it must be working as Nobara feels her cock twitch underneath her hand, can see the way Maki’s long lashes flutter as her eyelids pull further and further down.
So pretty. Like a flower she wants to preserve between the glossy pages of a scrapbook.
“I’m not stopping you,” Maki eventually agrees, and her voice has this huskiness going on that Nobara desperately wants to taste but can’t. Not right now. She has other plans…
She shifts to be closer to Maki’s groin. Her stupidly cute checkered boxers are barely containing the tent she’s pitching now, and Nobara has the sudden urge to lean down and kiss against it - and so she does. Presses her lips against the bulge and hears Maki let out a deep breath. The material is thin enough she can feel the heat soaking through, can see the outline desperate to have her touch and squeeze and suck.
Nobara gives an experimental lick and the roughness of it isn't pleasant per se but there is satisfaction in being so close to her goal but not quite there yet. She likes to edge herself a little, build up that anticipation, prepare herself for what’s to come because if Maki thinks this is going to be a one-time deal out of a verging heat stroke then she has another thing coming. Nobara’s been more than patient but sometimes… she can’t help herself any longer.
A sound gets caught in Maki’s throat when she squeezes and another (harder) squeeze of her hand has it forming into a low groan. Nobara briefly develops the impulse to test just how far she could get away with doing it, to see if Maki would ruin her underwear if she did it hard enough but she’s quickly distracted by Maki moving her hips up ever so slightly into her palm.
“What’s the holdup? Thought you wanted to do more than tease me,” Maki huffs, like literally huffs, and the look on her face is the closest Nobara’s ever gonna get to a pout and holy shit does she want to devour her whole. Wants to taste every inch of her and make the muscles taut and twist with the drag of her canines against skin.
Maki can handle her hunger. Maki can be the one to satiate her.
“Someone’s desperate to have their cock out. Though, it could be read as pathetic.”
“Alright, that’s it.” The alpha brings her legs up to her chest and deprives Nobara of her new necessity in life: water, food, sleep, and dick - specifically Maki’s. “Your distraction is more annoying than… distracting. Not gonna suffer through being blue balled.”
“I wasn’t going to do that!” Nobara argues, crawling over and planting her hands on top of Maki’s knees. “It’s called foreplay, duh. Haven’t you ever experienced the proper buildup to the best blowjob of your life?”
Maki stares at her blankly.
“You haven’t!?”
“No, I haven’t! I’ve never even done this before…” Maki says, and it’s an admission not ready to come out just yet because her golden eyes widen before drooping back down in despair.
…Maki Zenin has never gotten head before?
Nobara wills herself to not respond immediately seeing how utterly ashamed Maki appears at the fact. That’s certainly not a look she’s fond of nor used to witnessing, and she’s struggling to understand how that could be since it’s not like Maki’s unappealing or anything. Shit, she practically has to beat everyone off with a stick whenever they hang out in public.
“Why…?”
It’s not exactly what she should’ve responded with but it comes out, anyway. Ugh, great, now she’s going to come off as being a nosy bitch which isn’t wrong but isn’t the appropriate setting right no-
“I’ve only ever trusted you.”
Maki still looks like she wants to wither away and die right about now but she maintains her gaze with Nobara’s upon locking eyes.
“Really?” Nobara squeaks, not at all expecting that to be the answer. Not that she minds, of course. What girl wouldn’t want to hear such a claim from their crush? “I’m… glad you do. Seriously. I really respect you, Maki, and…”
I love you.
No, she doesn’t. Not yet. But she’s getting there- wants to be there. She’s never felt so intensely about anything except-
“...I want your cock in my mouth so bad right now.”
Nobara pries Maki’s knees apart and glances down at the erection waiting for her. Could it be any bigger? Her cunt clenches around nothing, absolutely distressed it’s not currently inside rearranging her guts but she can’t be too impatient with Maki. She can’t ruin this, can’t ruin the progress (though how long she’ll be able to hold herself back is another question entirely).
Maki’s chewing on her bottom lip when Nobara gives a peek in her direction. So gorgeous. So handsome. So everything . Wants to grind her aching pussy against her face and see those long lashes frame the speckled gold of her eyes as she comes all over her mouth, watch it smear across her lips and cheeks and chin…
Nobara reaches down and clumsily pulls her cock out from the fly.
Not to be dramatic but she’s close to ruining her panties just at the sight.
It’s everything she thought it would be and more. Call her a cock slut all you want, but being able to glimpse what no one else hasn’t is a damn good feeling. The tip is a flushed pink drooling precum she goes to wipe with the pad of her thumb, tastes the saltiness, and decides she wants more. Now.
“Look at you,” she whispers, flattening her tongue to lick across the slit. “Hard just for me. You really know how to make a girl feel special, huh?”
“I can’t tell if you’re being sarcastic right now,” Maki says, not so much looking at Nobara as she is watching her kiss along the head, gritting her teeth when she lightly sucks there.
Nobara merely rolls her eyes. Maki can be slow to the uptake sometimes - like how she seemingly finds it impossible to believe anyone would want her romantically or sexually while having a cute omega giving her head. Annoying, maybe, but…
She traces a vein with her tongue from the base back to the tip, feels the way it pulses underneath her touch when she wraps her fingers around the bottom and gives a flex of her hand. More precum dribbles from the top like a leaky faucet. Maki’s certainly a messy alpha, isn’t she?
Good.
Nobara wants her a mess once they’re done.
“Focus near the tip,” Maki instructs. Nobara kisses her way there and starts suckling on the head again, hears the thump of the alpha’s skull smacking against the wall and a drawn-out “Fuck” muttered under her breath. “Just like that, sweetheart.”
Oh, God. Her cunt throbs at the pet name, at the fact it’s being used not to tease her like usual but of genuine affection. Whines around the cock in her mouth and sharply inhales at the sudden jerk of Maki’s hips. So sensitive, huh?
Nobara easily forces a moan and Maki’s hips jerk even harder, more of her cock sliding into her mouth. She makes this pitched breathy sound that might be a whimper but Nobara can’t quite tell. She’s never heard Maki make these types of noises before, wish she would’ve given her head sooner if this was the outcome she’d be gifted. Swirls her tongue around the head, just underneath the tip, and Maki’s fingers are digging into the mussed sheets, panting like a damn dog.
“So good, such a good girl,” Maki grits out, trembling when Nobara about squeezes the life out of her dick with the hand that’s still wrapped around it at the praise. Nobara can tell she’s close - the pulsing of her cock has gotten stronger, twitching in her mouth and against her fingers…
She brings her hand up higher and jerks in quick little motions before Maki groans and it’s all over. Just like that. Hot spurts of cum paint across her tongue, more than she thought possible but pleasing nonetheless. Nobara milks Maki for all she's got, continuing to suck and jerk her off until there’s nothing left to give.
You know… she’s learned something from this.
One, there’s no way in hell they’re going to be able to continue masquerading as stepsisters after this, and two, alphas certainly don’t last all that long.
They’ll definitely need to work on that (but she likes to think she’s just that good Maki can’t help coming like the virgin she is).
Nobara pulls away from the alpha’s softening cock and can’t help laughing at how frazzled she appears. A new look and one she’ll keep to heart. It’s not often Maki’s like this, after all.
“How was that?”
Maki blinks, adjusts her glasses.
“Well… it didn’t help with the heat,” she begins, a crooked smile forming at Nobara’s scoff. “But, I think it’s only right I return the favor, hm?”
Yeah, she can agree to that.