[Hope's Peak dorm AU!][Requested]

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       It was late at night, somewhere around 2AM, when you stumbled down the hall, up a flight of stairs, and back into your own dorm room at Hope's Peak Academy. The dorm facilities had been a relatively new addition for the main course students, and not all of the ultimate students used them, many choosing to stay living at home with their families, but you had fallen in love with the atmosphere of the dorm block. In fact, you especially loved the people who chose to room at the academy, and you were currently sneaking back to your own room from one of your late night rendezvous'.

     You knew it would seem incredibly questionable if anyone were to find you sneaking around this late, but of course you wouldn't be able to dispute it, it was exactly as questionable as it seemed.

      The relationship you and Ouma Kokichi shared was something of a strange on. Whether it was affection was yet to be soon, but the physicality brought you both together. You supposed it was simply a friends with benefits situation, and you didn't really see it as anything more than that, and it was kept well on the low down.

      There was only one person who knew what went on between you and Kokichi, and that was your best friend Maki Harukawa. Many people didn't like her, and in fact you hated her for a start, but as the friendship groups slowly began to merge and you spent more and more time together until you could comfortably admit that you were each others best friends.

     However, she was nor who you expected to see when you re-entered your dorm room, half clothed, hours past midnight. You flicked on the small lamp inside the door, and almost leapt out of your skin when you saw her figure come into sight, sat on your bed.

     "M-Maki?" You stammered in shock, clutching the handful of clothes closer to your chest, effectively covering yourself from her analytical eyes. She'd never seen this much of you before, covered only in your bra and panties, though she didn't show much of a reaction, simply letting her eyes trace up and down your figure before sealing you in eye contact.

     "You've been so see Ouma again, I see," She gave a subtle roll of her eyes after you nodded sheepishly, shuffling awkwardly just inside your closed door. Even if Maki was your best friend, it didn't mean she didn't make you nervous, especially when you were verging on being nude before her.

     "Y-Yeah," You hummed after a moment, walking over to dump your clothes in the washing basket, feeling her eyes burning into your back, covered in scratches and red marks - Ouma never had been the gentle type.

      "You know I hate him, right?" She said in her usual stern voice, and you almost jumped as she interrupted the silence that had fallen.

      "Well, we get along," You have a vague half shrug, turning back towards her, and she was sat on the end of your bed with her arms crossed, a distinct scowl on her face. She wore her nightwear, a red silk nightgown. You'd seen her wear it before, of course, and truly she did look wonderful in it, you couldn't ignore the soft curves of her body when she wore something so alluring.

       "You do realise I don't like you meeting up with him like this," She watched you carefully as your cheeks took on a faint pink and you moved to pick up your silk dressing gown.

       "Why does it matter to you, Maki-?"

      "Stop," Maki said suddenly, and your paused halfway through pulling on your dressing gown, not even one arm in yet. "You can leave that off,"

     "M-Maki?" You blinked suddenly, your face heating up more and more as you watched her eyes tracing down over your exposed skin once again and after she shot you a stern look you put the dressing gown back down over the chair at your desk.

      "You're not meeting up with Ouma anymore," She said, rising off the bed and moving towards you, and you blinked in shock. 

     "E-Eh-"

      "If you want to do such things, you can do them with me," Her face was entirely serious, and you were confused to no end, was she feeling alright? You knew Maki hated Ouma with a vengeance, and wasn't entirely supportive of your late night rendezvous' with him, but you didn't know she felt this strongly about it.

     "I-I get that you don't like him, Maki, but you don't have to-"

     "I don't like the thought that you're doing lewd things with anyone but me," She looked at you analytically from the corner of her eye as she moved over to one of your set of drawers, picking up a black bandana which had been laying on the top. You hadn't worn it in god knows how long, and you silently wondered what she was doing with it. However, her words were something you really needed to digest first.

      "Maki, what are you saying?" You choked in confusion, and she turned in your direction, eyes trained on the bandanna she was turning over and over in her hands.

     "I like you perhaps more than I should, being your best friend, Y/N," She gave a contemplating sigh, before her deep, intense eyes snapped up to catch your own in a gaze which almost took your breath away - Maki had not once looked at you quite like this before, and you couldn't work out what was different about it.

       "Is.. Is this a confession?" You felt your cheeks heating up, and while you didn't really expect a verbal answer from Maki, knowing how much she dodged around such subjects, the small amount of pink that coloured her cheeks was enough confirmation.

      "You could say that," She answered quietly, slowly stalking towards you. "But back to the point... I'm sick of watching Kokichi snatch you away from me time and time again, Y/N. I want it to stop,"

      You were shocked how forward Maki was being about the whole situation, but then you guessed jealousy really did motivate people. However, her forwardness was having some adverse effects, and you felt your cheeks growing increasingly red, and you tried to ignore the sinful warmth pooling in your stomach.

     "I'm not sure what drew you to him in the first place," Maki scowled. "But if it's simply the physical aspect... Then I bet I could please you better than he could, any day,"

      "Y-You don't have to go that far-" You laughed shyly, putting your hands in front of you defensively, but Maki drew nearer.

      "I'm going to anyway," She said sternly and grabbed your hands, quickly drawing them together, and you watched in shock as she wound the bandana around your wrists, quickly tying it off in a complex knot you'd never seen before. You squirmed your wrists violently but there was practically no give, Maki had tied them so well, and your face flushed at the thought.

      She pulled you along by the bandana, and you had no choice but the stumble along behind her, before she quickly turned and gave you a harsh shove backward, so that your back landed against your F/C bed sheets.

      Her eyes were dark and determined as she pulled you to be where she wanted, hips at the edge of the bed, legs hanging over the side. She was on her knees in an instant, pulling away the F/C lacy panties that kept her eyes from taking in your form entirely.

     She didn't even give you time to be embarrassed at how wet you had become so quickly, as she instantly pushed your thighs apart and leaned in without hesitation, letting her soft pink tongue slide up your wetness, and you let out a strangled gasp.

       You found the heat of her tongue pressed against your harsher and harsher, sending tingles racing up and down your spine as your breath began to come in short pants. Her hands gripped at your hips to hold you still as her tongue went to work, parting your damp folds, probing deeper and deeper, and since you had already been with Kokichi before this, you were oversensitive from your previous releases.

      Maki soon pulled away while you were trembling and desperately trying to catch your elusive breath, moving up to sit over one of your thighs. One hand grasped onto the bandana and kept your bound wrists over your head, whilst two fingers rubbed over your aching entrance, making you twitch and squirm breathlessly under her.

     "How many times did Kokichi make you cum?" She asked, but you didn't reply, trying to squirm your hips closer. However, you jolted when her thumb pressed down on your clit. "I asked how many times,"

      "Th-Three...!" You choked out breathlessly, and she nodded in satisfaction, though her face remained stoic, even agitated by the number. Quickly, two fingers dipped into your entrance and you let out a whine as she pulled them back out before they were even halfway in.

     "I bet I could double that," The assassin claimed, and took a quick glance at the clock on the wall, dipping her fingers in and out of you shallowly, so that your breath came ragged but unsatisfied. "But we'll save that for next time,"

      There was going to be a next time? You almost moaned at the thought - Maybe Maki really was serious about this.

      It seemed that your soft, pleading whimpers eventually won her round, as without warning, her slender fingers plunged knuckle-deep, poking at the deepest, most sensitive parts inside of you, making you squeak loudly in pleasure and jolt with each curl of her fingers, coaxing you closer and closer towards your fourth release of the night.

      Her pace was rapid and unforgiving, vulgar sounds rolling from your tongue, as she studied your flushing face very carefully, taking in every twitch and shift in your expression. Truly, you couldn't handle the heat for much longer and you were panting heavily, the lewd noises unable to be stopped as they echoed into the room, your hands desperately squirming against Maki's grip, but she simply watched in satisfaction.

      With a thumb pressing harshly against your clit, your body jolted in pleasure and your back arched off the bed completely as you hit your high, moaning wantonly as you covered her hand in your release.

     Her pace slowed as your high began to wear off, and her fingers carefully slipped from your entrance, and she held them towards the lamp, admiring how they shone with the wetness of your arousal. You were hazy and pleasured, and so barely batted an eyelid when she lightly traced the wet fingers along your bottom lip, before leaning in to press her against your very softly, savouring the taste on your lips.

     She pulled back after the sensual kiss, carefully loosening the bandana enough for you to slip your wrists free, which you did lazily, and she shifted off of your thigh, to sit on the edge of the bed facing the door, but she glanced back over her shoulder at you.

     "Next time you need release, don't let me find out you've gone back to Kokichi again," She gave a soft sigh before subtly cleaning your release from her fingers.

     "Yes, ma'am," You giggles hazily, and her cheeks flushed a faint pink as she stood from the bed, but a soft whine from you made her pause and turn back to you. "Stay with me tonight, Maki?"

     She gave a gentle nod to your request, before picking out a pair of sleep shorts and t-shirt from your drawer, throwing them to you, and you slipped into them while she went and turned off the lamp, before carefully sliding under the covers with you. She was nervous at first, but you rolled over and tucked yourself into her side, and slowly, she began to tenderly stroke your hair, a pale pink decorating her cheeks.

      "Just you from now on, Maki," You hummed sleepily, resting your head against her shoulder, breathing in her delicate peach scent.

     "Good," She replied softly, her own breath shallowing with the oncoming slumber. "Thank you, Y/N,"

     You barely heard the soft words, and gentle kiss on your forehead, before you feel into a most satisfied, peaceful sleep.

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