Everyone has finally acknowledged you and Komi's relationship!

No one was reacting as Yamai's other hand came up and grasped the other breast, the two hands exploring the tender flesh in symphony, one half of her mind locked in a shocked euphoria, the other whirling a mile a minute.

One girl was squirming in pleasure on the other's lap, while the other staring ramrod straight, a seemingly haughty look on her delicate features, any discomfort only noticeable to those good at reading the room by a slight tint on her cheeks and tremble in her body.

If no one was reacting to such a blatantly sexual move, not even Komi herself, then everyone must think what she was doing was ok, and so the only logical explanation from that was that everyone had finally acknowledged that she and Komi were meant to be together!

But why hadn't Komi said anything?

The answer came to her like a bolt from heaven. Of course! With a love as true as theirs no words were needed, they were inevitable, so why need to say anything?

And allowing her to touch her body so intimately, that was as good as declaring that she was Yamai's now and forever, to do with as she wished!

But Yamai had been indulging herself for a while now she thought... Surely Komi would have stopped her? Unless... Was her statement not enough? Did Komi want her to go further in order to mark her territory? Make it clear to the class... the school... No! The World! Make it abundantly clear to the world that she was Yamai's and Komi was her's.

A feral gleam entered Yamai's eyes. Yes! It was the only thing that made sense.

She paused in her massage and gazed into her lover's eyes.

"I'm so happy Komi! I understand what you want me to do, I'm honoured you want to make such a statement so soon into our relationship! Especially here, in front of everyone!"

The other girl appeared to be a bit stiffer than usual but didn't say anything. So Yamai decided to deal their pact with a kiss.

She gave Komi a quick peck on the lips and squealed in pleasure at the softness.

"My first kiss!" she lied. "I just know someone as amazing and noble as Komi will take responsibility for that," Yamai purred down at the other girl, who was staring ahead unblinking.

Beaming at the lack of rejection, not to mention the continued lack of reaction from anyone else, Yamai leaned in again and locked lips with the silky softness of Komi's mouth.

She felt the other girl's mouth part in either surprise or pleasure at the more aggressive kiss, and Yamai prrssed the advantage, forcing her tongue into Komi's mouth and exploring it, revelling in the sweet, fresh taste.

The two petite girls continued to make out, the slighter one facing down at Komi's slender form sitting on her chair. Yamai had wrapped her arms round Komi's neck at this point, and was enthusiastically familiarising herself with the inside of Komi's mouth. Komi had her eyes screwed shut and her arms clenched at her sides, as a pink flush crept up her neck.

Tadano was squirming a little uncomfortably in his chair as he couldn't help but watch the display of affection beside him, though for the life of him he couldn't work out why when there was nothing unusual about it. But, he reasoned, maybe it was just hormones. He was still a man after all, and the sight of two women making out was enough to excite any man no matter how ordinary it was.

The two girls finally broke apart. Or more accurately, a glassy eyed Yamai finally pulled away from a lightly panting Komi, and a thin thread of saliva stretched between their two tongues before snapping with a small pop.

Yamai's life was complete, she thought. Nothing could get better than this.