[ aaand it happens, it finally happens. it's slightly late saturday night when jirou's curled up in bed with her favorite vibrator, pressing it between her legs and humping a pillow and ticking the power of the toy steadily up, biting another pillow as she bucks her hips towards orgasm when--
there's a slightly ominous plastic sound and the vibe switches off and she stares down at it to find the end of it--where she sticks the batteries in--broken.
these things happen, she supposes. somehow. it's not a particularly cheap vibe but hell, who knows what might have happened, she'd accidentally set something heavy on it or maybe screwed it on the wrong way once or... it's just some accident, but it's an accident that's preventing her from getting off. she doesn't actually want to buy an entirely new vibe when she likes this one decently but shit, what is she supposed to do now?? she has no idea if she could order a new part online or fix it herself or...
... she stares down at the part in her hand, trying to think through irritated horniness.
and this is how she finds herself at the door to momo's room, knocking on it and looking sheepish and a little red in the face. wearing boyshorts pjs and a band t-shirt. the vibe tucked in a pocket and the broken part in her hand. ]
Momo? Yaomomo, are you awake? [ come to think of it she could text her beforehand but she figured it would be simpler to just head over to her room. ]
1. I'm drinking with a guy who is a bigger asshole than me. We started a contest. 2. honestly, i'm just crying in the kitchen naked and eating salsa 3. That broad from the bar put her name in my phone as "The girl I'm going to marry in 10 years". 4. i can barely draw a stick figure let alone shave a heart into my pubes 5. i wish i could just hire someone to go down on me every night until i fall asleep
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there's a slightly ominous plastic sound and the vibe switches off and she stares down at it to find the end of it--where she sticks the batteries in--broken.
these things happen, she supposes. somehow. it's not a particularly cheap vibe but hell, who knows what might have happened, she'd accidentally set something heavy on it or maybe screwed it on the wrong way once or... it's just some accident, but it's an accident that's preventing her from getting off. she doesn't actually want to buy an entirely new vibe when she likes this one decently but shit, what is she supposed to do now?? she has no idea if she could order a new part online or fix it herself or...
... she stares down at the part in her hand, trying to think through irritated horniness.
and this is how she finds herself at the door to momo's room, knocking on it and looking sheepish and a little red in the face. wearing boyshorts pjs and a band t-shirt. the vibe tucked in a pocket and the broken part in her hand. ]
Momo? Yaomomo, are you awake? [ come to think of it she could text her beforehand but she figured it would be simpler to just head over to her room. ]
also tfln if u feel like it ??
2. honestly, i'm just crying in the kitchen naked and eating salsa
3. That broad from the bar put her name in my phone as "The girl I'm going to marry in 10 years".
4. i can barely draw a stick figure let alone shave a heart into my pubes
5. i wish i could just hire someone to go down on me every night until i fall asleep