Episode 28: [Yuri Girlfriends] Two Voices, One in Each Ear.

Again and again, without end.
We mixed our saliva every day, never tiring of it.
Hiyori’s sweet musk and those sticky wet sounds. Deep kisses that made me forget even to breathe.
At some point, all of it had become ordinary — repeated, day after day, without a second thought.

“Sorry to keep you~”

Today again, the discipline room door opened, and Hiyori drifted in on a wave of musk.

Again today — I braced myself and squeezed my eyes shut.

“…Hm? Maya, you’re making a kiss-waiting face.”
“I am not — that’s not—”
“But I feel like doing something a little different today.”

I opened my eyes to find Hiyori smirking her unkind smirk and dropping down beside me.
She reached into her bag and pulled out a white case.
Inside, when she opened it: a pair of wireless earbuds.
She took one — the right — and fitted it into her own ear, then with no room for argument shoved the remaining one into my left ear.

“What’s—”
“Shh. …Listen properly.”

Hiyori tapped her phone screen.
The next instant.

…Mm, ah — no, no, *haah, ah—!*

“—?!?!”

I jerked upright and stared at the phone in Hiyori’s hand.
From deep in my left ear, a sound I never wanted to hear came pouring in.
Sweet, dissolving breaths.

This was.

…Mm, *ah — hh — ah—!*

The wet sound of fingers touching oneself.
The rustle of underwear, the rhythm of a chair creaking — all of it recorded in vivid clarity.
There was no mistaking it.
A month ago, that day, in this very discipline room — the audio of me giving in to desire, alone.

“This—!”
“Hey, it’s your first time hearing yourself, isn’t it? That’s you, from that day.”
“St-stop it! Delete it — DELETE IT—!!”

My face wasn’t just burning — I was beyond that.
I desperately reached to pull the earbud out.
But Hiyori snatched my hand from the air and pinned it down.
The old leather sofa groaned under the combined weight of two bodies.

“No. …Let’s listen together.”

Hiyori, now straddling me, brought her face to rest right beside my right ear.
Breath, warm against my skin.

“Here, can you hear it? ‘Ah, ah—’ …What were you doing, Maya?”
“Don’t — don’t say it—!”

In my left ear, the me who had lost all reason was whispering …haah — mm — ah—, shameful and unguarded.
In my right ear, Hiyori was murmuring “God, what a voice…“
My head was going to break in half.
And then —

Slick.
Something hot and wet pressed itself against the top of my right ear.
A tongue.

Hiyori’s tongue tip moved along the thin skin of my ear’s outer rim, dragging slow and rough, as though tasting it.
Not just tracing.
She was coating even the fine hairs of my ear in saliva, working her way down with a crawling, unhurried thoroughness.

“Mm — ah—?! Hiyori, what are you—!”

A shudder like cold dread — yet unmistakably pleasure — raced down my spine.

“…You’re twitching like mad. And all just from having your ear licked.”
“Sh-shut up—!”
“The Maya in the video is incredible, but present Maya’s not far behind. …Look, your ear’s gone all red.”

The tongue that had worked its way down took my earlobe into its mouth now, the way you’d take a ripe piece of fruit.

“Mm-chu — slick, chu-ph—”

The sound was close. Too close.
Transmitted through bone, reverberating directly into my brain — the thick, sticky wet sound of a tongue against my eardrum
Hiyori bit softly at my earlobe, then sucked harder.
As though trying to draw out juice that wasn’t there.

“Mm-hm — slick, mm, chu—”
…Ah, mmh! Mm—ah, no, no—!
“Hiyo-ri—! Stop — making — sounds—!”

The wet sounds from my right ear and the voice from my left were reverberating against each other inside my skull.
And then Hiyori’s hand swept my hair back on the right side.
The exposed skin behind my ear. The sensitive hollow at its base.
Against it, the flat broad surface of Hiyori’s tongue was pressed, wide and full.

“Wait — not there — not there—!”

My whole body convulsed.
The sensation of warm flesh stripping the skin clean in one broad sweep.
When I tried to turn my head and cry out, Hiyori narrowed her eyes slightly with a “you’re being noisy.”
Her index and middle finger reached out and touched my lips.

“Be quiet for a bit.”

Push.
Two fingers parted my lips and forced their way into my mouth.

“Mmph—?!”
“There, that’s your ‘shh.’”

My tongue was held down, and my scream became a muffled “mmm—!”
Hiyori’s fingers moved through my mouth as though taking stock of it — stroking my tongue, rubbing the roof, tracing along my teeth.
I want to say it hurts, get them out — but the strength had drained from my jaw entirely and I couldn’t even bite down.
As long as she held that audio over me, I had no choice but to do as Hiyori said.

…Mm, *ahh—! Ah, ah—!*

In my left ear, the past me was approaching the limit — voice rising, breathing ragged.
The wet sounds were growing more intense.
Stop. If I hear any more, my head is going to be dragged back to that day’s heat, and I’ll lose my mind entirely.

“Maya’s mouth is so warm inside.”
“Mmm—!”
“Come on, use your tongue. Try licking the fingers.”

On reflex, my tongue obeyed.
The faintly salty taste of her fingers spread across my whole tongue.

“Right, that’s quiet enough. Last one. …This spot makes really good sounds.”

Hiyori’s tongue tip zeroed in on the opening of my right ear.

“Mm, slick— lick, push—”
“Hiah—?! Mmm—?!”

Her sharpened tongue tip wriggled, trying to push its way deeper into my ear.
Licking out the moisture gathered there, pushing it back in.

“Mm, slurp, wet, slick—”

Sticky wet sounds burst and burst inside my ear.
As though my brain were being stirred directly.
With every movement of Hiyori’s tongue, my hips convulsed of their own accord.
And at the same time, inside my mouth, her fingers thrust mercilessly toward the back of my throat.

“Mm — mmm—! Gh—!”

This is unbearable. My mind is going to shatter.
From my left ear through the earbud — the filthy voice of my past self.
From my right ear — the sound of Hiyori’s tongue advancing inward.
My mouth was blocked, even words taken from me.

“Oh, the Maya in the video looks lonely… how about the Maya here?”
…Ah, mmh! Ah, ah—!
“Mm, ngh, uu—!”
“Ear or mouth — which do you like better? …Or both?”

Hiyori laughed her quiet, low laugh against my ear, hot breath on every syllable.
Even that breath was thick with moisture, and I couldn’t think at all.

“Mmph — st-stop i—”
“Hm? Can’t hear you~”

Saliva spilling from the corner of my mouth ran down my chin and soaked into my collar.
All I could do was cling to Hiyori’s arm and roll my eyes helplessly, gasping for oxygen.

“Mm, slick— phew. …Beautiful.”

After a long, long time.
Hiyori drew her tongue away from my ear, reluctantly, as though parting from something precious.
The skin around my ear was drenched and gleaming with her saliva.

“Just ears and mouth, and you end up like this.”

Pop — with a clean sound, she finally drew her fingers from my mouth.
She licked the silver thread trailing from them away neatly.

“Haah — haah—”

The silence after the storm.
I lay slumped on the sofa, desperate just to get my breathing back under control.
My mouth was still wet with saliva. My right ear throbbed and buzzed.
My uniform and my hair were in complete disarray.

“Good girl. You did so well, Maya.”

Hiyori peered into my face and gently swept the fringe plastered to my forehead with sweat aside.
Then she pinned both my wrists with one hand so I couldn’t escape, and brought her face to my ear.

“…Oh, right. School might not be enough for me much longer.”
“What…?”
“Let’s go on a date this holiday.”
“A — date—?”
“Yep. Stay with me all day. …You won’t say no, will you?”

The same sweet voice that had just been invading my ear sent a shiver down my spine.
I could only give a small, silent nod.

“Oh, right — about what to wear on the date.”

Hiyori’s finger traced the hem of my pleated skirt and then slid down to stroke my bare calf.

“Maya — do you have a black long skirt? One that covers all the way to the ankle.”
“I — I do, but—”
“Wear that then. Anything for the top is fine.”
“Why would you—”
“Just because I’d like that.”

Without any explanation, Hiyori smiled her unapologetic smile and pressed a light kiss to my lips.

“Promise. …I’m really looking forward to it.”