The easy bond between the Destroyers of Ass

Not for the first (or last!) time that night Kasumi found her thoughts lost in a roiling sea of orgasmic pleasure and intense humiliation. Her thin body trembled and gyrated as wave after wave of bliss shot through her, augmented by the sweet taste of coffee and curry on her tall senpai's lips. Among so many other humiliating surprises Kasumi had learned tonight was how a lover's kiss could reveal a little of who they were all by itself. Ann was always hungry and energetic, suckling and licking as if she were enjoying something sweet and tasty. Makoto was dominating and slow, each taste of her lover a long satisfying exploration. Haru and Futaba were playful and teasing, playing a game of darting tongues and quick pecks as if daring Kasumi to 'catch' them. The difference was Futaba was far more playful and innocent in her approach than Haru, who interposed her teasing embraces with the occasional nip or bite, giving her lover a taste of sensual pain in the midst of her softer touches. And Joker? Her Senpai nothing less than a dance partner mirroring her movements in perfect harmony, from the **** fast paced strokes of her tongue during the height of her climax to the longer, slower embrace of contentment they ended on once her sexual release had subsided.

His eyes were the first thing she saw when she found the courage to separate her lips from his own, her face blushing brightly and hair in disarray. Those eyes were as intense and deep as she remembered, a dark ocean without an end. His characteristic smirk made no secret how much he enjoyed seeing her like this, **** and naked. But in that moment they were looking back at her, staring with that same intensity into her eyes. She blushed all the harder. She had a strange sense that her senpai took pleasure in seeing her embarrassing secret places exposed, whether that meant her body or her soul.

"Senpai..." She whispered. "I...I can't believe I just did that."

"I'm glad you did. You've been holding that in much too long." Joker said, placing his hand on top of hers where it rested on the counter.

"So, you knew." Kasumi asked, blushing and lowering her head.

"I had a pretty good idea. You...aren't the best at hiding your feelings. But I wanted to let you decide how you would handle those feelings. You were mourning a sister and fighting hard to achieve a dream. Whether or not you wanted to tell me was something only you could decide." Joker admitted.

"T-Thank you." Kasumi said, blushing. "I...I really said it. I confessed to my senpai. And he accepted! I can't believe this is happening! I did it!...I did it...completely naked...while I came in front of you...."

Kasumi's eyes grew completely round, her whole body blushing hotly. She slumped forward, burying her face on the countertop and softly wailing in dismay.

Joker lightly patted the distraught girl on the shoulder. "I was still happy to hear you say it. And if it helps, I thought you looked very cute and sexy, and its something I'll remember as long as I live."

"S-Senpai....that doesn't help at all!" Kasumi wailed. "This is a disaster! Your never going to look at me the same way ever again!"

Joker smiled, rising slightly to look down on the humiliated girl, and lightly patted her on the head.

"You know that isn't true."

"Yes it is! I know how I feel! You saw me naked! You saw me enjoying being humiliated like a perverted little slut! You just said you won't forget it!"

"....That's true. But why would any of that matter?"

"What?"

"Kasumi. You're right. Seeing you so embarrassed and horny from being naked like this is very sexy. I'll be thinking about you being like this for a lot after tonight."

"Senpaiiiiii." Kasumi wailed.

"But that's just a part of who you are. And the phantom thieves know better than anyone how many masks we all like to wear. We've seen the darkest sides of mob bosses, murderers, victimizers. We've all been living this way because we were each judged and cast out by this two-faced world. No one in this room would ever condemn you or abandon you for something like this. We've seen worse. And we know first hand that one piece of who you are doesn't speak for every part of you. Even the pieces your ashamed of."

"Senpai..." Kasumi said, more quietly.

"Ummm...Kasumi-chan?" Makoto whispered.

The two recently confessed lovers glanced at the other girls, assembled in a small group in front of an adjacent booth. Makoto and Ann looked guiltily at the red head.

"Err, sorry for...pushing you into confessing earlier. We may have gone a little overboard at the end." Ann said sheepishly.

"Senpais! That was so embarrassing! You were being so mean!" Kasumi said, blushing.

"We just wanted to encourage you to..." Makoto began, then paused. "We may gotten a little...overly excited towards the end."

"A LITTLE?" Futaba piped up. "Queen, no offense but your impulse control SUCKS when it comes to this stuff. Between you going spank crazy and Mrs. Squeel-like-a-pig whipqueen over there we're lucky any of us made it out of Mementos with our asscheeks intact!"

"Oh come on. We had plenty of healing magic and everything. One little Diarahan and you were good as new." Ann said indignantly.

"I don't think 'must have instantaneous regeneration powers for your butt to survive one round of sex' is much of a selling point." Haru said.

"Well, I'm sorry. My training regimes all involve ingraining rapid fire punch combos into my muscle memory. And frankly it isn't my fault that each of your asscheeks has that same satifying bounce to them as those volleyball sized leather punching bags I've been using at my dojo."

All three girls glowered at her.

"You know, Ann, I don't recall hearing any of these complaints back in Mementos." Makoto said, crossing her arms.

"Eh. We got a few protests early on. But yeah. Mostly there was just a lot of moaning and begging for more." Ann agreed.

The threesome continued to glare at the blonde and brunette, albeit with deep blushes on their faces.

"And credit where it is due. Its been awhile since either of you tried jumping alone into a palace and needing to be rescued from the shadows or almost got yourselves murdered trying to **** a meeting with any mob bosses. So definitely a step up in impulse control. Just small steps." Joker chimed in.

"So Makoto, has Ren ever complained after one of your little roof sessions?" Ann asked.

"Not a single time. How about you and your bathtime sessions?" Makoto asked.

"Not a word."

Ren paused, coughed, and muttered something about getting more coffee ready while sporting an uncharacteristic blush. The duo smiled truimphantly.

"Okay, You two are bonding way to well over that mutual ass destroyer kink you both have and it seriously needs to stop!" Futaba declared.

"Oh? I frankly don't see the problem." Makoto said, cracking a knuckle.

"Well, your literal ass isn't on the line here, Queen!" Futaba shot back.

"I mean...it could be." Ann whispered.

"...wait, what?" Makoto asked.

"Well, I know we got a little frisky down there but the Reaper was on the way we needed to summon Johanna as quickly as possible. So it was fun but we didn't get much time to enjoy ourselves. And its been forever since the last time we went out for crepes. So maybe we should have a good old fashioned girls night! Pick up where we left off. Compare techniques?" Ann said.

"I...I..." Makoto stammered.

"Heh heh! That's what I love about you. You have this scary, dominating personality that loves to be in control. but your so sheltered that you get flustered and embarrassed with stuff outside your experience! Your like the perfect top and bottom fused into one!" Ann laughed.

"Wait. Top and bottom of what??" Makoto asked.

Ann smiled devilishly. "Its okay, Mrs. Student Council President. I'll tutor you in everything you'll need to know."

"Ann...I...maybe? I...I'm not sure if..." Makoto muttered.

"....." Futaba glanced between the two, nervously steepling her fingers together. "Yeah. On that note, and sorry to interrupt this super awkward flirtation party, but...we were talking about it before but the Reaper completely derailed that conversation. So...where exactly do we stand on...us? What is this thing we have going now?"

The nerdy girl pointed at herself, Joker, and the other girls, her fingers creating a small spiderweb pattern between the assembled phantom thieves.

"Futaba..." Makoto sighed heavily.

"I said how I feel! If you guys just want to pretend this was just a lot of crazy circumstances and go back to being friends I get that. But that plan seriously sucks! Everything that happened between all of us...it means a lot to me! It feels huge! Its like nothing that's hit me since the change of heart except...." She gestured with a blush. "Since I started regularly putting my key item in my 'inventory'. I...I think I really like you guys and Kasumi as much as him now. 'Big L' kind of like!"

She was blushing and glanced between the other girls. Makoto and Ann were avoiding her gaze.

"Futaba...I don't know yet." Makoto said at last. "Entrance exam are coming fast. The Phantom Thieves keep picking bigger and bigger targets and the heists get more complicated each time. Finding time for Joker while dividing my life between those two things has been insanely stressful. Adding four more people to that schedule is...I don't see how it'd would even be possible. And...we don't even know if...This happened so fast. This could just be the shock of a unbelievably humiliating scenario combined with infatuation. Or Mishima could just be playing mind games with us. If he can **** us to feel overwhelming lust for each other he could make us feel...other things."

"That's not true! If he was doing that Necronomicon would have detected it! And...you know how I am with other people! Even with the change of heart it took weeks to coax me out of my room and I'm still struggling! He...my key item was the first person I've been able to do...anything with...ever! Until tonight! You saw how close I came to panicking down there! But I made it through! Because of you guys! We...we all just got stripped naked and felt up by the entire mindscape of millions of people!! We streaked through half this city butt naked! But I'm standing right here instead of locked up in my closet with a giant Matryoshka mask shoved over my head!! How did I do that? If changing my heart didn't help me get over this shit why the fuck would stealing my name work any better? And infatuation? Fuck you! I made it through that because I was with you guys. That's...that's not some trivial little feeling that will just go away any time soon, okay?"

Futaba crossed her arms. "....There. I...I guess that's my confession. D-do whatever you guys want. Just understand that much. This is what all this means to me."

"Futaba-chan...I know how you feel." Ann said quietly. "I'm feeling something like that too. But...Makoto-chan is right. This is happening way too fast. I need a little time to think. And this isn't the first time I felt this way. Shiho and I...we've gone back and forth about being more than friends more times than I can count. She's wanted something more from me for a long time now. But...she always looks to me to take the initiative on this stuff. And...I'm not good at making those kinds of decisions. I got scared and I screwed everything up. Bad. It almost cost me her friendship completely. With Joker I can just trust him and follow his lead. He doesn't need me to drive the relationship. Anyone else...especially another girl? I'll just...screw it all up all over again. This...this is good! This is better for all of us. Let's just be casual and relaxed. Have fun together..." Ann glanced at Makoto, eyeing her up. "Have an extra 'beneficial' friendship. No pressure. No important decisions. That's good enough, isn't it?"

Futaba was silent, turning her head away.

Haru glanced between them all. "I think...I agree with everyone."

"How exactly is that possible?" Futaba grumbled.

"Simple enough. I think we are moving very quickly, and it would be prudent not to jump into anything too serious. Please remember, you three have known each other for months. I've known you all for weeks at best. After Kasumi's confession I'm the only person here who isn't officially dating the Ren-san. And please remember, this is my decision to make. Not yours, not Mishima's shadow, and not my father's decision either. This is one of the only real decisions I've ever been able to make on my terms, without my father or some domineering business partner or that worthless fiancee interfering! You can understand why I don't want to make any serious commitments on the spur of the moment. I think of all of you as family already, the real family I should have had rather than the one I was born into. Do I want more from any of you than that? I honestly don't know. Like Makoto, I want that time to learn more about you all and make up my mind. But like Futaba-chan, I think we have a deeper connection than most of you are admitting. And like Futaba-chan, going on a few dates sounds like the perfect way to sort out how I feel about you all and get to know you better."

"But..." Haru said, a devilish look in her eyes. "I had fun with you all tonight. A dangerous amount of fun. Living in a cage, my daily schedule enforced on me, every decision made for me...I can't tell you what an amazingly liberating feeling it is to be thrown into this completely chaotic situation after a lifetime of that! I've never felt so completely humiliated in my entire life! Its so embarrassing! And so exciting! No more hiding my body and avoiding anyone who might be interested in me. No more being hidden away or chained to one single horrid little man for the rest of my life! Tonight I was everyone's plaything, my body was there to be gawked at and used however they wanted, and it was lovely and degrading all at once! I don't want my whole life to be this way! But for now...so amazing! And I shared it all with the most wonderful people...the only real friends I've ever really had! So yes, I agree with Ann! This friendship is wonderful and I want to enjoy it! And yet I want to enjoy more than that. I am certain of that after tonight. However else this develops, 'friends with benefits' is a wonderful place to start! I think none of us can argue that point. I want to keep having fun with you all. I want to keep having fun tonight."

Makoto cocked an eyebrow. "Its pretty late, you know."

"Call in sick. Our reliable student council president can vouch for us all." Haru said dismissively.

"I'm still not sure...." Makoto began.

"Really? So you no longer care that Kasumi and I were peeping at your little rooftop performances with Joker? You seemed so eager to punish Kasumi-chan. I was spying on you longer, you know. And unlike her, I haven't apologized or been chastised at all so far. And Ann-chan has yet to mention the matter of those spycams Futaba set up. An odd decision, punishing the voyeur hiding at the window when the digital spy has full on videos of you naked on her hard drive, no?"

Makoto and Ann both blushed and glared.

"Thanks Haru. Thanks a bunch." Futaba muttered. "They almost forgot."

"Exactly." Haru agreed.

"I said I wanted more time." Makoto said tersely.

"Oh please. I'm not asking for a lifetime commitment. I'm asking for a little fun for one night exactly like the fun we've had up until now. I suppose its fine if you want to bow out. I just never expected such a timid and docile response to a challenge from our Student Council President."

"I know what your doing. I'm not getting goaded into this." Makoto said.

"Sorry to interrupt but did I hear something about a camera and peeping toms? Kasumi-chan, do you know what they mean?" Joker asked.

"Errr...maybe?"

"Kasumi-chan." Joker said, scolding her the way he might a small child or a unruly pet.

"...I...might have been the one who stole your clothes from the bathhouse a few days ago. And I might have been....umm...spying on you and the girls having sex in Le Blanc through your window. And on the roof at school."

"Hmmm. That does explain a few things."

"You...knew?"

"Suspected. Morgana mentioned smelling an odd sent on the window sill not long after that bath incident. I take it you were feeling a little frisky?" Joker asked.

"...I...sorry." Kasumi blushed.

"Kasumi-chan. I'm not mad. But I will get even."

".....eep."

"And Futaba and Haru as well? Hmmm. By my count we have three naughty little voyeurs and three wronged senpais. Lucky for us."

"I still haven't agreed to anything." Makoto said.

"Or that isn't a problem. Haru. Futaba. Come here." Joker said.

The pair looked at one another nervously, then stepped forward. Joker smiled, then deftly yanked the pair's towels off.

"Eek!" The two girls said in unison.

Joker smiled as three pairs of bouncy, perky breasts were displayed prominently before him. At the same time, Ann and Makoto stood mesmerized by three lovely sets of ass cheeks.

"Okay, that's just not playing fair." Makoto murmured.

"Wasn't interested in being fair." Joker smirked.

"....Goddamit. Fine." Makoto said, staring at the lovely orbs seemingly begging to be spanked.

It was a very long time indeed before anyone went to sleep in Le Blanc that night.