April got fingered.

Karai's sex-ed was comprehensive and thorough. Not because such health lessons were important or anything so normal, but one of a kunoich's greatest weapons is their gender. Or so her tutor said anyway. Everything else Karai figured out herself.

As Karai bit into April's earlobe, one of her hands snaked to the front of April's denim short-shorts, undoing the tack-button and zipper and snaking its way inside. Karai had learned two things: 1) April was wearing light-blue cotton underwear that day, and 2) behind the ear was one of April's weak-spots, because she was already very wet.

April bit her lip and failed to swallow her moans before her hips moved inward, begging her to go further.

The redhead was no stranger to being touched there. She was a teenager after all, and masturbation was just par for the course. Her pearl-polishing had only gotten more frequent after becoming friends with "Harmony", though she wanted to deny any correlation between the two. She had never thought about another girl like that before, or at least she didn't think she did. That first kiss in the park put most of her life in a whole new context.

She felt "Harmony's" fingers dig deep inside of her and brush up against a nerve, resulting in April wrapping her arms around her girlfriend. Karai didn't fight, instead continuing her progress as her face was buried in her girlfriend's chest.