Continuous strumming was followed by the light sounds of guitar strings producing music. It went on and on for a few more seconds before stopping. “…I did it!” Anon smiled as she finished playing a phrase from their song. “How did I do, Soyorin!?” Soyo only looked at her briefly...
Soyo thought hard and long about the situation she was in. Making love with Anon had become a common occurrence. Sometimes they’d do it daily… or sometimes they’d do it once a week when there would be a while where they wouldn’t see each other. One would probably say they...
It had been plenty of time since then. The first time they shared a kiss, the first time they embraced each other. As promised, they would be exploring their relationship slowly, but with plenty of precautions, and lots of care for Soyo’s safety as an omega… …and so the Nagasaki...
“Heyhey, Soyorin, what kind of perfume do you use?” Anon suddenly walked up to Soyo, guitar hooked on her shoulders, and a pack of juice in her left hand. Soyo blinked at her. “I don’t use any, why?” “Really? Sometimes you smell really nice, like a really sweet scent. I...