Everything I got, I got working for me

[lonelystrength]

As she rapped her knuckles against the hotel room door and leaned against the door frame, using her 5'11" height to loom, Satoru felt jubilant with success even though this tour hadn't officially started.

It had taken months of planning already, and Satoru itched with impatience. When she'd first announced a joint tour with Suguru, Satoru already had the plan drafted with her own media team, but they'd mentioned nothing to Suguru's team, only sending over the proposal after Satoru had made an informal teaser announcement about it. She'd half expected that Suguru would refuse the dare and call it out as the prank that it absolutely was (at which point Satoru would be able to make a stink about Suguru being a coward and backing out of an agreement). So she'd been thrilled that Suguru had agreed to the tour.

They'd share the stage--there was simply no other reasonable way to do it. Swapping off songs, providing support vocals, even featuring a few duets. It was a highly unusual arrangement, but that had helped to blow up the publicity around the tour, which had sold out within hours, immediately creating clamor to have more dates added and a social media frenzy of fans thrilled or enraged about the situation.

They'd arrived at the hotel and their first show was tomorrow night, but aside from some agreed-upon arrangements and a set list, negotiated and exchanged through their respective teams, they'd done nothing to prepare for performing together. Satoru wasn't worried about it. She knew every one of Suguru's songs. She'd written the arrangements herself that she'd sent over to propose which ones she wanted to cover with support vocals. Even though she'd never been to any of Suguru's shows, she'd seen recordings of them. As much as Satoru wanted to spend the next three months irritating the shit out of Suguru, she also wanted to uncompromisingly create good music and put on an incredible performance that their fans would be talking about for the rest of their lives. And she knew she could rely on Suguru to do the same.

Finally, though, they'd arrived at the same hotel, and finally Satoru could be face to face again with her best enemy.

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[lonelystrength]

Satoru watches her, sucking hungrily on her lower lip as she does so. Satoru's noticed beautiful women before--and beautiful men. She likes beautiful bodies in general. But it's not just that Suguru's stunning. It's that Suguru's Suguru. The way she moves is entrancing, and Satoru still, constantly, at every moment feels crazed with need to have Suguru's attention.

As soon as Suguru's on the bed, Satoru pounces her and knocks her onto her back, stealing a quick, heated kiss, then scattering more kisses and bites along Suguru's neck and shoulders as her hands roam over Suguru's torso. "Yes, Suguru," she murmurs, happy and playful, giving one of Suguru's tits a squeeze.

[elating]

The sudden eagerness— or at least the sudden pounce, Suguru can't say she isn't aware of Satoru's eagerness— takes her by surprise, so she ends up knocked on her back quickly, staring up at Satoru.

Satoru's hand on her breast makes her moan, and she arches up against her grasp. "You can keep doing that, too. I like it a little rough." The more sensation the better, in both directions, in her opinion.

She settles her hands on Satoru's hips, squeezing once before she loosens her grip.

[lonelystrength]

"Mm, good," Satoru says happily, giving Suguru's nipple a tweak, then lowering her head to the other breast and widening her jaw to take as much of it into her mouth as she can, sucking the whole thing with a moan and then biting down, sharp enough to leave a ring of little pink marks in a wide arc above and below the nipple.

One hand slides down to cup over Suguru's mound, fingertips nestled intimately between her legs, but she just keeps it there, holding firmly but not making any effort to rub or tease. All of her attention remains on scattering bites and kisses over Suguru's torso, sucking marks here and there without any particular pattern or strategy.

[elating]

She's always known Satoru liked to bite, but the way she bites down on her breast makes Suguru hiss and arch up. "Are you a snake now?" she teases. "Unhinging your jaw to swallow my tit whole or something?"

She should say something about those bites and marks; she's lucky that her outfits mostly cover her up, but she still does have to change and deal with any visible marks Satoru might leave. But despite that, she doesn't say a word and lets Satoru do what she wants, winding her fingers through her white hair. Eventually, she tugs on her hair, trying to pull her up for another kiss.

[lonelystrength]

Satoru just rumbles in reply, considering her task of biting and sucking on Suguru to be much more important than responding to that teasing. Whining a little when she's tugged away from this task, Satoru goes anyway toward the tugging, then moans and happily gets distracted into the kiss. Her fingers stir as she kisses Suguru, rubbing at her through her panties and teasing up and down in a line from her clit to her entrance.

Dizzy with infatuation, Satoru kisses her slow and sweet, teasing her lips against Suguru's and suckling on her lips and tongue, whimpering and moaning shamelessly against Suguru's mouth.

[elating]

The eagerness and shamelessness with which Satoru responds is surprising and appealing, and does help to keep Suguru aroused, her panties damp as Satoru teases her. She rocks her hips against Satoru's fingers. Rather than breaking the kiss to tell her it's okay to touch, she reaches down and grabs Satoru's hand, guiding it beneath her panties. She'd only left them on out of embarrassment and habit— the bus wasn't as a place she preferred to be nude, although it wasn't really any different than her dressing room.

Suguru is also waxed, with only a neatly trimmed landing strip. There's little need for it now, since the shortest things she wears still keep her nicely covered, but she was in the habit while in the group, and hasn't stopped.

[lonelystrength]

Satoru takes that encouragement as invitation--or perhaps request--and immediately slides her fingers between Suguru's folds, pushing two of them inside of her and pressing the heel of her hand against Suguru's clit to give her something to grind against. She starts off with firm stimulation, no teasing, just curls her fingers to rub at the inner wall of Suguru's cunt, searching to see if she gets a good result from rubbing at her g-spot.

As her attention moves there, her kissing slows to be more distracted. She continues responding to everything Suguru does in the kiss, but it's much more passive now, focused instead on learning how Suguru likes to be fingered.

[elating]

It's much better to have Satoru's fingers in her and pressing against her clit, and Suguru grinds against her hand, seeking out her pleasure. She can tell Satoru is focusing on something other than the kiss, so she breaks it off with an amused sound, nipping at her jaw. It's not hard enough to leave marks, since she's still mindful of their performances.

"Deeper inside," she says, reaching down and nudging Satoru's hand. "You can use three. I like the fullness."

[lonelystrength]

Satoru rumbles approvingly in reply, wiggling a third finger inside and giving her slow thrusts with a little twist of her hand to make sure her knuckles bump against Suguru's opening each time. She keeps her fingers deep, thrusting them against Suguru's inner walls with thrumming little vibrations of her hand. If Suguru likes the fullness, she can do that, making sure to keep her full while making sure there's enough stimulation to keep it interesting, and making sure that the heel of her hand bumps against Suguru's clit with each of those thrusts, letting her grind each time Satoru's fingers are buried deep.

"Good?" Satoru asks, warm and playful, nipping at Suguru's jaw with happy affection while she fucks her.

[elating]

Suguru's never come easily, or all that quickly, which was frustrating before she knew how to handle it and what did get her off; it was one of the reasons she discovered kink clubs.

But having Satoru there, doing those to her, does help more than she expects. It isn't too much longer before she's clenching around Satoru's fingers, thighs and stomach tense as she comes. She's quiet, only a strangled moan escaping her, but her arm around Satoru digs into her skin, clinging desperately.