[Requested][Yuri warning][NSFW warning][SPOILERS]

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     Coming out of the killing game had been tough. No on expected it to be easy, especially after all that you had witnessed, the murder, the death, the lies and betrayal. Now knowing that none of it had been real was both relieving but also concerning. Had this shown everyone's true natures? True colours? Maybe so, but the thought made your head hurt. Having to face up to what everyone had done, having to see killer and victim look each other in the eyes, and watch them struggle to find the words. It was harder than you had imagined. Perhaps you would even go so far as to say that was the worst part of it all. It was agonising, almost. No, the worst part had definitely been the truth about Chiaki. Everyone had lived. Expect her. She had not been alive in the game at all. That was easily the most heart breaking. Remembering the girl who was, but is no more. Your class was down one person, and never had you felt it more.

     The survivors had mostly been taking the break well, you were pleasantly surprised by the optimism from Hajime, Akane, Fuyuhiko and Kazuichi. Yes, they were taking on the chin as it were. (Not to say they didn't find it hard, they just seemed like the strongest members amongst the group). You weren't even sure how you'd made it all the way to the end of the game with them. You never pictured yourself as much of a survivor, optimistic to a fault but all around a little too weak for a situation like you had found yourself in. It was almost strange that you had made it so far. Actually, the more you thought about how you had survived, the more you began to realise the answer to how you had made it so far.

     The Princess, Sonia Nevermind. She had always been the shining light of the games in your eyes. Maybe that was a little bit of an exaggeration, since it was true you had been charmed by the princess since the start, but it was most certainly the honest truth that you drew on the other girl for a great deal of strength during the game.

     You had seen her darkest moment, and yet somehow she still managed to shine through. It was inspirational, really. You had stuck close to Sonia throughout the game, and tried to be the same strength for her that she had lent to you. You weren't sure if you were successful, but you let her cry on your shoulder or sneak into your room of a night when she had a nightmare - of course, making sure the two of you weren't caught by anyone.

    Yes, you had a bond with the Princess, so it was incredibly jarring for you to see her take coming out of the killing game so hard. She was the exception to the survivors, she was definitely not the strong shining light you had seen her has during the game. Yes, you may have all be a little different during the game, but really, how different could one person really be? You had attended Hope's Peak with these people, you were close to Sonia even then. She was never one to be like this.

    On Jaberwock island, she had isolated herself away almost instantly after coming out of the simulation. No one could put their finger on exactly what it was, but the princess could barlely face anyone, and it was beginning to worry the entirety of the group. Perhaps she was having the same difficulty you were, coming to terms with what everyone had done to each other, or maybe it was the news about Chiaki that had her lock herself away. Maybe it was something no one had thought of.

      But whatever was getting the princess so down, you were determined to be the one to cheer her up. Or, at least try to do so. You were never sure how Sonia felt for you, even if you were very clear about your own feelings. You know very well that you liked Sonia in a romantic way. Perhaps some people would find it odd, but you didn't think so. She was nothing short of an angel in your eyes, one who never failed to surprise or send your heart aflutter. You had dropped hints many times, and it seemed like she was finally aware of your feelings, though she seemed confused in return. Her own feelings didn't seem so clear. 

     You had searched all over Jaberwock  island for the Princess, hoping to find some way to comfort her, though it appeared she was nowhere to be seen. You tried the last place you thought she might be, and finally struck gold when you caught sight of her white-gold hair waving in the soft beach-breeze. She was sat on her knees, staring out to sea. You weren't sure if she heard your footsteps tracking across the sand, but you approached anyway, slowly coming to a stop next to her, resting yourself down on your knees. 

     "Sonia...?" You called softly to the princess. Her face was turned away, but after releasing a shaky sigh, she cast her eyes to you, a forced yet weak smile on her face.

     "Yes, Y/N...?" She answered softly. "Is something wrong...?"

      "I know you're not doing so good, Sonia..." You couldn't help your face from twisting into a disappointed frown. The princess was still putting up a brave front but really it was all for nothing when even the most dense members of your class could see right through the act. You tentatively reached out for her hand which had been laying limply in her lap. You took it into your own gently. It was warm and soft against your own hand, and you fought off your own thoughts. Putting Sonia above your hopeless fantasies was far more important here. "If there's anything you think will make you feel better, please, let me know."

       Sonia let out a deep sigh, and you could practically see the weight she was carrying on her shoulders. Her hand gave yours a light, grateful squeeze, and a small smile quirked your lips. Perhaps it wasn't a good time to be smiling, but with her small, sweet actions like that, you couldn't really help yourself. 

Her own smile seemed a little forced, but the fact that she could push one forward was encouraging enough to you.

     "Thank you, Y/N... I appreciate your care..." Sonia caught your eyes with her, and there was a moment of intense eye contact. You could clearly see something she was holding back by the glimmer in her eye, the unspoken message you couldn't quite understand, but it was clear it was secret. Something very private, perhaps reserved for only you. You'd never seen her give anyone that look before, even if you weren't quite sure what that exact look was.

    She shifted her balance off her knees, sitting herself far closer to you on the sand, your arms nudging each other, before she leaned over to rest her cheek against your shoulder. She propped herself up with a hand on the other side of you, her arm effectively encircling you. The closeness here made your cheeks lightly flush but thought nothing more of it. Sonia had always been close with you like this. Small touches that were borderline intimate, getting a little closer than friends ever really did, though you mostly accredited it to her charming naivety. The lines of platonic or romantic always seemed blurred with Sonia, though you never thought a whole lot of it.

     "I just... It's all a tad overwhelming, don't you think...?" Sonia gave a soft laugh next to your ear, and despite the tingles her close voice gave you, you forced a small giggle in response and nodded along with her.

    "You don't have to think about it too much right now, you know?" You glanced at her face, head rested comfortably on your shoulder, with a small smile. "Trust me, I get how tough this is, I think we all do... It's alright to not think of it for a while, distracting yourself is perfectly fine."

    "Thank you..." She gave another soft sigh, though this one seemed far gentler, less world-worn as she let her mind ease, letting the troubles slip away, just for a little while. "You'd be willing to help me distract myself?"

    "Sure." You responded with a smile. Coming to help Sonia was what you had intended the whole time, sitting curled up on the beach had just been a by-product of that. Not that you were complaining at all. "Anything for you."

     "If you really mean that..." Sonia hummed thoughtfully in that sweet, melodic accent she possessed, lifting her head from your shoulder to stare at her with those inquisitive, sky-blue eyes. "Do you... Remember the conversation we had with Ibuki...? In the restaurant?"

    You let your thoughts wander back to the incident Sonia was referencing. Of course, you remembered it, how could you not? Most of the girl has gathered in the restaurant, having nothing better to do, deciding it would be far better to spend the time together rather than alone – Sonia's suggestion, of course. You were all playing a game of truth or dare, though most of the others cleared off as soon as Ibuki's question began verging dangerously into the territory of girls love. Yourself and Sonia had stayed, neither being all too bothered by the questions, though you were flustered by most. When it came around to your turn again and selected truth, you were greeted with the shocker of a question. If you were to engage with one of the other girls, sexually of course, who would you pick? Your face was instantly a beet red, the very person you would've picked sat right next to you in the restaurant.

     You had nervously stumbled over your words until Ibuki finally caught on to what you were trying to convey, loudly announcing that it was Sonia. Her own cheeks had flushed a little and she had smiled widely, explaining how she was grateful you were pick her, and perhaps when they finally left this place, or the opportunity arose, perhaps you two should try those things together? Of course, you agreed pretty quickly.

     "How could I forget..." You responded to Sonia with a bashful laugh, and her own smile widened. One of her hands came to rest on your thigh, though the move was so casual and seamless you barely paid it any mind. Or, tried not to, you couldn't really scare off the red flush of your cheeks. With a topic like this, it was almost impossible to ignore certain thoughts which were insistent in rearing their head at any given opportunity, especially now.

    "Do you suppose we would be able to..." Sonia let her words trail away, the obvious suggestion hanging in the air. Was she really suggesting something like this so easily? So casually? Your face flared up in a intense red, and you searched for her eyes, looking for any signs of reluctance, deception, anything that could give you a hint to what she was feeling in this moment. All you caught instead were the not-so-subtle tracing of her eyes down to your lips, her eyes slowly tracing further and further downward, not a single sign of shame.

    "You- You really want to?" You responded softly, hardly believing her suggestion back in the truth or dare game was anything more than a throw-away comment.

    "I believe it would be enjoyable for the both of us, yes?" Sonia let her eyes move back up your body to meet with your eyes, without a single ounce of shame over her wandering eyes. You gave a timid nod, not entirely sure where to start with this. God, were you really going to do this? Right there? On the beach?

    Your cheeks were bright red, aflame with blush, and very tentatively, you began to lean in towards Sonia, barely making eye contact with her at all. Her free hand moved up to cup your cheek, and you momentarily paused with nerves, until she slowly drew your face closer, letting her soft pink lips reach yours in the first kiss the two of you shared. Her lips were as soft as you had imagined them to be, so gentle and experimental against your own, you both remained stock-still for a moment or so, letting your eyes slip closed.

    You weren't sure if the princess had kissed anyone before, but that didn't matter right now. If she hadn't, she was masking it well. She made the kiss slightly more urgent, pressing her lips against yours with more force, which you attempted to return through your battle between your unwavering enthusiasm and crippling nerves. Sonia was a gorgeous girl. Absolutely stunning, and you were about to get intimate with her. It both boosted your confidence she chose you over anyone else, whilst simultaneously making you insecure. You especially could appreciate how perfectly Sonia was constructed, elegant curves, and while you wouldn't admit it out loud, you would truthfully love to get your hands on her.

    You barely paid attention to her wandering hand, sliding down from your cheek, slowly tracing downwards. Her hand lightly ghosted over your chest, and while this didn't give you much stimulation, already getting his far with Sonia forced a small shiver to run down your spine, and a shaky sigh was released against her lips, feeling yourself undeniably heating up.

    "Perhaps we should be careful how we do this..." Sonia murmured softly as she pulled back from your lips for a moment, only to press her lips back to yours in the slow yet intensely intimate kiss. You could feel her other hand tracing down to feel the dip at your waist, hand coming to rest on your hips, the other still resting on your bare thigh. You were wearing a simple button-up shirt and black pleated skirt, and of course, Sonia wore the elegant dress she looked so wonderful in.

    Very tentatively, you reached out and laid your hands on her own thighs, just at the bottom of her dress, resisting the urge to push your hands up and under the material so soon, feeling the soft expanse of her milk skin. Even under the expanse of your stationary hands, you could still tell that her skin was impossibly soft, you could only imagine how the porcelain skin of her thighs would feel against your lips. You doubted it would be as sweet as your lips, though maybe somewhere else would be the sweetest. Maybe another time, you scolded yourself, don't get ahead of yourself.

    Though, apparently Sonia was nowhere near as abashed as you, sliding the hand on your thigh steadily higher, pushing up and under your pleated skirt, her fingertips tracing in the territory of your more sensitive skin, and the higher she got, the more flustered you became. Her hand was making steady progress, and she finally paused at the very top of your thigh, impossibly close, once your leg jolted in shock and the small gasp you released was lost in the gradually deepening kiss.

    "You're sensitive?" She pulled out of the kiss with a gentle chuckle, and your cheeks returned to the stark red colour. Your blush had faded, but somehow Sonia always managed to make you feel vulnerable and second-guess yourself, though you couldn't admit it was thrilling. You responded with a mumble of 'a little bit', very bashfully, finding it increasingly difficult to thin straight with her hand so high on your thigh, dangerously close, within touching distance.

    In an attempt to distract yourself, your gave a small squeeze to her soft things before sliding your hands up slowly. It was hard for you to be bold, but it gave you a way to take your mind off of the tortuous placement of her hands. Though, despite the pink flush on her cheeks, she stopped you.

    "Ah, one moment..." She mumbled out with the pastel pink hue of blush over her pale cheeks. You panicked for a moment, had you done something wrong? Had she changed her mind? God, had you somehow ruined the moment? She offered you a bashful smile. "I'm most certain I would be in good hands, and while I can't promise the same when it comes to this subject... Perhaps you would let me experiment...?"

    "Pardon...?" You stammered out after a moment of shocked confusion. She gave you a reassuring smile, and the hand from your hip moved the very gently remove your hands from under her skirt, much to your burning embarrassment. It then came to rest back on your shoulder.

    "I think I would quite like to get to grips with this first, if you would be so kind as to offer for me to experiment?" You blinked slowly for a moment or two, finally realising what it was she was asking. Did she really want to be the one to take control? What about her release?

     "Are- Are you sure? What about you?" You replied quickly. You hated to think you would end up being a selfish lover. You were supposed to be helping cheer Sonia up, not chasing your own release. Though her smile was wide and confident, despite her obvious inexperience. Though, her movements definitely wouldn't have given anything away unless you already knew she was inexperienced.

    "If you wish to make up for it on some other occasion, then I suppose I could let you." Sonia gave a soft giggle, and your cheeks remained their painted red. "Though for now, please allow me~"

    A soft pressure on your shoulder came when Sonia gently pushed with the hand that had been resting there. She was careful, and your back gently hit the sand, hair fanning out around you. You glanced around quickly as Sonia moved herself to a more comfortable position, which just so happened to be sat over on of your thighs. She had pushed them apart for ease of access, and you felt incredibly exposed, though at the same time, incredibly heated, the two seemed to go hand in hand.

    You were glancing around in case there was anyone within viewing range. They would definitely pick up on something suggestive situation, there was no doubt about that, and you wouldn't even be able to deny whatever they would say, since it was quite obviously true. You wouldn't have been surprised if Sonia were to admit to everything the two of you were doing together, if asked by any of the others. Of course, this wasn't really a problem, but you just weren't sure if she quite understood that. Though, maybe she did, and just didn't care. You always wondered if she truly was a naïve and you, and everyone else, believed she was.

    You were distracted by the feeling of her lips at your neck, ever so slightly ghosting over the exposed skin, feeling her words vibrating so close against the skin of your neck. "Please, let me know if anything I do is unsatisfactory."

    Her teeth gently grazed your skin, and she gently bit down before sealing her lips over the small patch she had selected. With gentle sucks, you could feel the hickey beginning to form on your neck, the feeling of her gentle nibbling and soft tongue against your skin ensuring your face never faded from it's shocking red, and heat pooled more and more between your legs.

    Sonia's hand so high up on your thigh hadn't moved. Or, you hadn't noticed it, face too flushed, body too hot and needy to pay attention to most things anymore. You didn't think she had moved it at all until you felt the gentle pressure against your most heated area, through the material keeping her fingers from your skin. Your breath hitched as you slowly felt her fingers rubbing back and forth, your breath suddenly becoming laboured. Finally, the stimulation you had been waiting for. 

     She was gentle and deliberate in her movements, your soft, panting breaths already being enough of a reward for her, and her cheeks glowed in pride as she watched you grow more and more flustered. Though, she soon became aware that this wouldn't be enough, and her hand slowly traced up for a moment, before her elegant fingers slowly dipped into the waistband of your panties, her silky skin against your own, creating a shock which sent gentle sparks through you at the intimate contact.

     She was unsure about your reactions but assumed you would stop her if she did anything you were displeased with, so continued with her experimentation on your body. Her fingertips ghosts over your clit, and as you gave a weak shiver, she took note and gave it a gentle pinch. She was greatly interested in the small cry your released, the sudden rush of pleasure consuming you for a moment. 

     Her fingers pressed down a little harder over that spot and you jerked, back partially arching, releasing a shaky whine and she stared at your reaction intently. Though, they quickly moved on, tracing their way back downwards until her fingers were softly tracing back and forth over your dampened slit, breath coming in weak pants. 

      Sonia had been intently watching the rise and fall of your chest through your shirt, though as she realised she was about to reach a new level with her experimentation here, she glanced up to your face, checking for any signs of discomfort. Through your half-dazed, pleasure deprived state, you managed to offer her a small reassuring smile. 'You're doing good.'

      Seeing no more reason to hesitate, Sonia slowly pressed one finger inside your slick entrance, and you followed with a choked whine. She paused for a moment to watch your face pull into these mystifying expressions she'd never before seen from anyone, let alone you. Though, once she had committed the image to memory, for future reference of some kind, she did not remain still. Slowly drawing her finger in and out, the heat began to burn through you, finally achieving the stimulation you had been hoping for. 

      Feeling as if she perhaps was not fulfilling you well enough, Sonia paused only to press a second finger in alongside the first, her gentle skin rubbing along your inside in a way which sent fire burning through your core. Being as flustered as you were, this felt practically euphoric, and you could barely stutter out any words between your heavy breathing and soft repetitions of Sonia's name. 

      You knew that you wouldn't last much longer, already barrelling towards hitting your high, though whether Sonia would recognise this was yet to be seen. 

    Though she seemed to get the pictutre when your noises became more or and frequent, the pleasure ripping through your body at lightning speed as Sonia's fingers drove you over the edge, with you clamping down on Sonia's fingers with a loud cry, the red hot pleasure crashing over you in intense, leg-shaking waves. Gradually, her fingers slowed their paces before retracting compeletly as you slowly came back to your senses with soft pants for breath.

    "O-Oh my god..." You muttered breathlessly. "F-For someone who didn't know what they were doing, you- you did a good job..."

    "Thank you!" Sonia chirped in pride with a loud smile, and your face flushed all over again as she mindlessly raised her fingers, licking them clean of the slick you had left over them. "Though I am sure I have much to learn yet, and many improvements that can be made! I would love to do this again sometime!"

     "Y-Yeah-" You responded with cheeks aflame again. "Any time."

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