A Summer Treat (Chikayou)
You sat at the veranda, her legs dangling down the edge. A satisfied breath escaped her, staring to the wide blue sky. Her day out at the beach with her best friend was fun, but a small oversight left her skin a little tan.
She brought her forearm against the wooden planks beneath her, giggling at the fact the light brown tone matched. A door slid open behind her, turning her head to smile.
"You-chan! A guest gave us some watermelon. Do you want some?" Chika offered, a cheery smile on her face. Her skin in comparison was no different. Her sister had pestered her to put on sunblock before she had headed out. So, You was the only one to have her skin kissed by the summer sun, and the treatment of Chika's light teasing on the way back to the inn.
You sat back up, accepting the slice with a hearty thanks. Chika sat down beside her, partaking in her own slice of watermelon at the earliest convenience. "You could've just said you were hungry, Chika-chan. We could've stopped somewhere on the way back." You said, taking a bite from the tip of the cold fruit. The contrasting temperature soothed her, hitting home the fact that summer had come.
"You looked like you were worrying about your tan, You-chan. So, I wanted us to hurry home." Her reply came in between bites of watermelon. You stared, silent at her friend's consideration. She nudged her playfully, laughing sweetly.
"Gee, thank you, Chika-chan! Guess it can get pretty bad if you forget to put on sunscreen, huh?" She remarked, looking at the length of her arm while eating. Chika stole a glance, quirking a brow.
"I don't think it's that bad. I like it." Her words, though slightly muffled, were loud and clear for You. She snapped her eyes back at Chika.
"Huh? I'll be like this for days, though!" You whined lightly, bouncing her arms in the air. Some of the watermelon broke off, trailing down her arm. "Ah, shoot! Do you have a towel, Chika-chan?"
In front of her, Chika stared intently at the tantalizing juice roll down her tanned arm. Another call of her name was met with silence, and You grew curious. "Ah... Chika-chan?" She waved her free hand in front of her, eliciting a reaction, but not one she expected.
"I think it looks great on You-chan..." Chika dragged out, her voice a captivated drawl. She moved over, but You moved back, her feet away from the edge, outstretched towards the ginger. Chika kept her advance, eyes seemingly fallen under a trance. You tried to move back, but one of her legs was trapped between Chika's.
"C-Chika-chan?" You stuttered out, a heat crawling up her cheeks. She tried to convince herself that the heat was getting to her, or both of them. She couldn't meet Chika's gaze as hers was trained on You's forearm. "What are you, uh... Looking at?"
Chika said nothing as she moved down, holding You's wrist in place. Her grip wasn't tight, but the surreal moment kept her still. Vibrant pink flickered up to her, finding a hungry glint in her eyes. Chika returned her focus on You's arm then parted her lips, a tentative tongue licking up the glistening trail of watermelon.
"W-what are you doing!?" The blush reached her ears, only making her skin look slightly darker. Chika lapped up the fruit's juices on her arm, reaching up to her wrist. Their eyes locked. Her voice was thick with captivation.
"You-chan's skin is so sweet. I love it." She kissed her wrist, her tongue tracing You's index finger where more of the watermelon's sweetness dripped. Choked gasps left her lips, fighting away the growing fact she was liking the sensation of Chika's warm tongue, paired with the hot breath against her skin.
Yet, against her body's lenience, You tried to pull away, eyes wide in surprise when she showed little resistance. "T-that's the watermelon, Chika-chan..." Her words were met with a slow shake of the head. Chika licked the length of her finger, taking the tip in her mouth.
"It's helping but," Chika mumbled, pulling away to meet her eyes. Their faces were close, their breaths mingling in the middle. "It's definitely You-chan."
"You're just saying things, C-Chika-chan!" You exclaimed in defiance, dropping her slice of watermelon on accident. Luckily it missed her tank top and shorts, but it landed softly against her thigh, sliding down the length of her leg up to the knee. You watched, then looked back up at Chika, who now had her eyes on the fresh trail of watermelon juice. "Chika-chan, don't tell me-"
Her fears were realized when Chika said nothing, dropping her body down closer to her legs. You huffed. Her wrist still bound. She spread her legs, trapping Chika between her thighs. "What's gotten into you?!"
"O-oh..." Chika muttered, the trance seeming to lift from her eyes. "Do you hate it, You-chan?" Never mind. You scratched her cheek, unable to tell a flat out lie.
"T-That's not the point! You just did it without asking!" You complained, her voice sharp, but not scolding. Chika's eyes widened at her words before a hum passed her lips. A short silence fell, none threatening to move.
Suddenly, Chika's eyes lit up, staring up to You with a wide grin. "Then! Can I enjoy some watermelon with You-chan?"
"Dummy, your watermelon's over there..." She weakly argued, pointing to the forgotten fruit behind the ginger, who shook her head.
"I want it more this way!" You hated how she wanted to go with her cheery demeanor. With the sensation of her lips and tongue a memory, she found her body craving for more. "So... Will you?"
"...Don't try to do anything weird." You mumbled out, enough for them to hear. Chika grinned at the consent, looking back down to the trail of watermelon glistening beneath the summer sun.
"Thank you for the meal." She rolled her eyes at the smugness of Chika's words. A warm, wet sensation trailed down her thigh. Slowly, deliberately, hungrily. You sighed out at her touch. Chika's grip on her wrist loosened, You took the opportunity to break free, lacing their fingers together.
You moved her leg up, her foot flat against the floor and her knee up in the air. She watched Chika follow the trail, the movement distracting her none. At this angle, You could watch the intense expression on her face. Eyes half lidded, her tongue lapping up the sweetness of watermelon and the salt of her sweat. It did things to You's mind, her initial rationale replaced with heated desire.
Chika reached up to her knee, successfully cleaning off the juices. She smiled at her handiwork, eyes turned up to You. The intimacy left her sweaty, beads of dew trailing down her neck and into the valley in her chest. Her sweat glistened beautifully against her tanned skin, drawing Chika closer. Hot breath met in a miniscule gap between their lips, an intense gaze exchanged between them.
"You-chan," The watermelon was mostly eaten, but she wanted more. The dazzling tan of her skin was the sole object in her mind right now, and she wanted all of it. Chika breathed out, her lips parted to expel breathless whispers. "I'm thirsty." Her eyes focused on a bead of sweat rolling down her nape.
You swallowed thickly, watching her hungry eyes. There was no time to try and make sense of the situation. She only wanted time to enjoy her touch. She tilted her head up, exposing her neck and the top of her chest to Chika. Her next words were a desperate sigh.
"Go ahead, Chika-chan. Until you're satisfied."