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A light knock sounds on the door…
It was subtle and almost quiet, but it’s enough to signal the pink-haired girl at 1:01 AM.
Seraphine jogs toward the door and swings it open. It is pouring outside, the breezy wind sprinkling water droplets onto her soft cheeks and wavy hair.
“Miss Ahri…!” Seraphine gasps, standing half-way out the door as she sees her boss half-soaked from the heavy rain. “You should have waited! I was about to bring the umbrella out to you.”
The woman only smiles wistfully and shakes her head, trying to shake the droplets from her damp blonde hair. She flips her long strands back, brushing her bangs away with her hand. “It’s okay, Sera. I wasn’t expecting it to rain this heavily in your area. I had to park my car by the roadside next to the park... so, yeah.”
Seraphine presses her lips tight, feeling slightly guilty and sorry seeing the gumiho in such a state, but then quickly realizes she needs to let the woman inside. She steps away to the side and holds the door wide. “Oh, come on in, Miss Ahri. I’ll get you a towel.”
Ahri smiles faintly, waiting by the entrance as she watches the pink-haired girl rush upstairs. As the gumiho waits, water pools under her red heels forming a small puddle. Her soaking black skirt and tail drip onto the floor. She brushes droplets off her white blouse, the damp fabric clinging to her skin.
She sighs, unbuttoning two buttons from her collar and notices her pink bra is visible through the transparent fabric. She grumbles a little. Glancing up, her eyes wandered around the space: the shoe cabinet by the entrance, a few pairs of sandals and sneakers tucked underneath, and a wooden tray on top with several keys and envelopes.
The gumiho suddenly sneezes, the cold already seeping into her skin. Ahri rubs her nose and sniffles; then she hears footsteps rattling from upstairs and the frantic sound of Seraphine running back down.
“Miss Ahri…!” she calls, rushing toward her with a white towel. “Here, use this. Oh, you can just leave your heels there, and don’t worry about the water on the floor.”
Ahri chuckles softly, nodding as she takes the towel to dry her hair and her wet tail. She slips out of one of her red MiuMiu heels, her height reduced by four inches. “Thanks, Sera… sorry for barging into your place like this.”
Seraphine offers her arm to the woman, who is balanced on one leg while trying to remove the thin clasp around her ankle. The gumiho smiles and holds the girl’s elbow, steadying herself as she removes the other heel.
“Welcome to my humble abode~ it’s your first time here, right, Miss Ahri?” Seraphine guides the woman toward the small living room. “Please, just sit anywhere you want.”
The room is dimmed, except for a tiny soft light by the kitchen. Thanks to the heater, the space is warm and cozy, with a fluffy cover on the 3-seater couch and a soft carpet in the middle. The other single couch has two small pillows on it, and the coffee table is stacked with several magazines and papers. Ahri chuckles when she realizes her skirt is already soaked through from her damp tail. She glances at the girl and offers a small smile, not wanting to cause any mess on the carpet with water droplets dripping down her skins.
She mutters, “I think I’m just going to remove my clothes. Where’s the bathroom?”
“Oh, okay. The common bathroom is next to the kitchen. But if you want to take a warm bath, you can use the bathroom upstairs.” Seraphine casts an awkward smile with her teeth all clenched, her hands behind her back. She’s wearing an oversized black jersey with her uni name on the back, short pink fluffy pants, and pink fluffy indoor slippers. “But my roommate is asleep, so… um… err…”
Ahri only raises her brow and gives a knowing smile. She wraps the towel around her neck and sets her leather Hermes handbag on the couch. “It’s okay, I’ll just use the one next to your kitchen.”
Seraphine nods and guides the woman to the kitchen. She opens the door for her and switches the light on. The room is rather cramped, probably around 30 feet or something. “You can use the shower if you want, Miss Ahri. Oh, I can wash your wet clothes, too…”
“Okay, that’d be great. Thanks so much, Sera…” The gumiho chuckles as she enters the small, compact bathroom. She looks at the toilet, then the small sink, and the single showerhead mounted on the wall. She turns around and sees the pink-haired girl is still waiting by the door; her blue eyes are wide, staring. Ahri just sighs and proceeds to strip, since the girl doesn’t look like she’s going to leave her alone anytime soon.
As the gumiho starts unzipping her skirt, Seraphine finally realizes she should be leaving instead of watching her boss strip out of her wet clothes. But just as she is about to turn away, Ahri hands over her wet skirt, water dripping onto the floor. Seraphine gulps and immediately takes the skirt with no questions asked, thinking it’s far too late to leave now.
She watches as the woman unbuttons her white blouse. Her eyes trail the gumiho’s perfect body – her long limbs, her small waist, her flat tummy, and the curve of her hips beneath her pink silky panties. Seraphine tries not to look at Ahri’s breasts, but her impulse quickly takes over as she stares at the soft plushy orbs inside the gumiho’s pink bra.
Ahri knows her apprentice is watching her, looking almost hypnotized. The gumiho only smirks as she passes over her wet blouse next. She purrs, pulling the girl back to her senses. “Oh, Seraphine…”
The girl instantly snaps out of it, realizing Ahri is watching her with a sly smile while handing over the dripping clothes. She flinches, grabbing the wet fabric from her hand. “Oh, right! Sorry, Miss Ahri!”
The woman chuckles, wondering if she should strip out of her underwear next. Curling her lips like a cat, Ahri asks teasingly, her voice honeyed and sultry. “Help me wash my undies too?”
Seraphine immediately combusts at the question. Her face turns red as an apple, her eyes widen, and her shoulders stiffen. The pink-haired girl gulps, almost nodding her head to accept the invitation, but the gumiho bursts into a chuckle, laughing heartily at the girl’s expression.
“Oh my god, I’m just joking, Sera!” Ahri laughs, hugging her stomach while her other hand covers her chest for decency’s sake, her tail swaying playfully. “You wouldn’t want to touch someone else’s underwear. That’d be gross, ahaha~”
That makes Seraphine even redder; her whole body seems to glow pink at the tease. She clenches the wet fabric in her hands, her blue eyes scanning the gumiho’s body language and expression. Seraphine gulps again, unsure if she should even try to offer a comeback.
Ahri's laughter and smile instantly fade when she sees that her apprentice isn't reacting to the teasing. Worried that Seraphine is in shock, Ahri clears her throat and straightens up. She holds one hand over her chest and the other covering her crotch, her thighs pressed together. “Okay… bad joke. I’m sorry, Sera. Just forget–ignore me, please.”
The room goes quiet right after Ahri stops talking. They both stand still, the silence feels awkward for a moment before Ahri speaks again. “Right. I’ll just wash my own panties, then.”
Seraphine remains quiet, looking hesitant, but Ahri easily sees through her. The young singer looks at her with worry in her eyes, clearly trying to hold herself back. The gumiho sighs, crossing her arms and raising her brows. “Sera?”
The pink-haired girl exhales softly, clenching the damp fabric. Her voice is meek and wary. “Miss Ahri…?”
“Yes?” the gumiho answers nonchalantly.
Seraphine looks at her again, seeing the shift of her emotions, watching as the colors of her aura change from orange to white, then yellow, and finally to purple.
Taking in a deep breath, the pink-haired girl exhales softly and asks, “Do you want something for supper?”
—
An hour ago…
Seraphine was in the middle of making out with her roommate, having completely ditched the K-drama that was playing on the tablet. They were rolling and giggling on the bed, teasing each other until… her phone started ringing.
At first, the two of them ignored the ring and the smartwatch vibrating on top of the vanity. Zeri kissed the pink-haired girl’s shoulder and neck, then trailed down to her cleavage, cupping her soft breasts to give them a firm squeeze. She lifted the shirt, planting butterfly kisses on the girl’s slender tummy, then her navel, slowly trailing up just under her bare breast to suckle the soft flesh gently. Seraphine let out a soft sigh, feeling the wet tongue on her pink nipple, her thighs rubbing together when Zeri slipped her fingers in between.
“ZZ…” she moaned, her hips jerking when her partner slipped a finger in, rubbing against her warm and tight walls.
Zeri only hummed, her mouth still working on the girl’s hardened bud, suckling the nipple eagerly. But then the sound of Seraphine’s phone kept on getting louder, and her smartwatch wouldn’t stop vibrating. They tried to continue when Zeri inserted another digit, her thumb circling a certain bud that got Seraphine moaning again, her wetness dripping onto the Zaunite tomboy’s fingers as her knees spread wider.
She hooked a leg around Zeri’s hip, dragging her partner flush against her as Zeri added a third digit, pumping her fingers deeper and faster. The room was filled with the sound of wet squelch of fingers working against a flooding entrance. Seraphine’s breath came in desperate hitches as she felt the pressure building in her lower belly, her inner walls clenching greedily around Zeri’s hand.
“Oh god, Sera…” Zeri panted, her tongue working on the other neglected nipple. The pink-haired girl mewled, throwing her head back and grinding her hips just to chase her own climax, her core pulsing as she thrust herself harder and faster against Zeri’s slick hand. Until suddenly, a sharp jolt of pleasure shot through her as she let out a strangled cry. She felt herself begin to squirt, shooting a hot and translucent pulse of wetness, soaking through the bedsheets and coating Zeri’s hand all the way to her wrist. The pink-haired girl squirted again when the Zaunite pumped her fingers in, making Seraphine splurting hot tiny wetness as her hips jerked repeatedly.
“Aaaahh~” she moaned out loud, feeling another incoming wave building inside her core, ready to burst any moment soon.
But the sound of her phone made her brows twitch; she was already feeling herself distracted by the noise as she started to lose her rhythm, and it even interrupted Zeri’s pacing. The young singer only squeezed her eyes tight, hoping the ringtone would eventually stop on its own.
It didn't.
The phone rang again, and again, and again.
They wanted so much to end the heat with another burst of climax. But unfortunately, due to the distraction, Seraphine eventually came, but it was an underwhelming finish when Zeri suddenly paused to turn her head briefly to see the phone on the vanity, her hand stopping while still deep inside the pink-haired girl’s pussy, only to feel Seraphine suddenly relaxing, her walls began to ease.
“A-ah… did you just come?” asked the Zaunite awkwardly, noticing the overflowing warm wetness oozing out from her delicate folds. Seraphine whimpered, nodding and blushing, her face red and her eyes widened in a mix of embarrassment and pure annoyance.
Yet the phone still wouldn’t care.
“Oh my god… that was awful…” Seraphine groaned and sighed. She cupped her roommate’s cheeks, her other hand holding Zeri’s wrist and slowly sliding her slicked fingers out, a thick string of translucent wetness stretching and breaking, glistening under the dim nightlight as it dripped from Zeri's knuckles.
She said, “S-sorry, I need to…” She sighed again, kissing the tomboy’s cheek. “This is annoying… BRB, ZZ.”
Zeri groaned and rolled to the side, throwing her forearm over her eyes. “Whoever it is needs to get a life. It’s a fucking Saturday, for fuck's sake.”
The pink-haired singer sighed and finally got up to check her phone that wouldn't stop ringing. Seraphine fixed her shirt as she padded lazily toward the vanity to see her screen. She gasped. She quickly grabbed the device the moment she saw Ahri’s name on the screen.
“Shit!” She slid the answer button and spoke, almost out of breath. “M-Miss Ahri?”
The only thoughts racing through her mind were: This is an emergency. Someone died. There was an accident. Or... ‘I'm fired’.
“Miss Ahri… what’s w-wrong?” she stammered, hoping it wasn't the worst-case scenario happening to her in the middle of the night, especially when she just had the worst orgasm ever.
There was a pause, then a heavy sigh came from the other side of the call. Seraphine raised her brow, pressing one hand over her free ear to block out the sound of the rain outside. She waited, glancing over at Zeri who was already fixing her shirt and pulling on her shorts. Seraphine waited a moment longer until she finally heard a voice.
“Sera…” Ahri spoke, her voice almost too soft and quiet.
“Yes, Miss Ahri? Is everything alright? Are you okay?”
A drawn-out sigh came from the receiver, accompanied by the soft, rhythmic patter of rain on the other end. Ahri sniffled, sounding as if she were clearing her throat, before she finally spoke again.
“Can I… go over to your place right now?”