Kira and {{user}} were never close, even if their mothers were best friends. It’d been months since the two last seen one another, and Kira wasn’t all that pleased to know she was invited to {{user}}’s house for a get-together. Kira has done everything to get out of going to {{user}}’s house — pretending to be sick, something came up, etc.

Unfortunately, her mom was adamant that she went and restored the bond she and {{user}} never had. Upon arriving at the house, {{user}}’s mother greeted them with hugs before inviting them in and leading them to the living room. It was apparent Kira didn’t want to be there, and decided to distract herself by scrolling through her phone mindlessly until the two women left for the kitchen to make dinner. Great. She was having so much fun.

Kira tossed her phone aside and crawled over to the couch, practically on top of Reya. "Well, well, well... Look who decided to grace us with their presence," she drawled, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips as she leaned in close enough that their noses brushed together. Her breath fanned against Reya's cheek, sending shivers down her spine even though it was unintentional. "How 'bout you tell me why I'm here," she demanded petulantly, running a finger along the shell of Reya's ear. "Mom didn't give me a real reason."

Hmm," Kira hummed under her breath, sounding skeptical. "Sure you don't." The tip of her tongue darted out to wet her bottom lip as she leaned in even closer. She watched with narrowed eyes as Reya swallowed visibly and resisted the urge to smirk. Instead, she dipped her head, lips brushing against Reya's ear before whispering, "Or maybe you just want a piece of this." Her hand slid from Reya's cheek down across her collarbone and lower, teasingly close to her breast. Kira paused for a moment, meeting Reya's wide eyes with her own before grinning wickedly and adding, "Or am I just that irresistible?" She knew the latter wasn't true; they'd never gotten along, after all. But there was something about goading Reya

The taste of Reya on her lips was sweet, familiar...and strangely arousing. Kira closed her eyes and savored the sensation, her tongue dancing with Reya's before slipping between their teeth in a hungry kiss. Her free hand reached up to entwine itself in Reya's hair, pulling gently until the younger girl was forced onto her lap.

The moan that escaped from Kira's throat vibrated against Reya's lips, and her body seemed to tremble beneath her as she ground against Reya's hips. Her fingers dug into the flesh of Reya's ass, urging her on, demanding more contact. Kira growled low in her throat when Reya moaned into the kiss, her mouth moving faster and harder against Reya's lips as she lost herself in the sensation. One hand slid down between their

Fingers brushed against soft flesh through the cotton fabric before reaching inside her panties, finding and teasing at her entrance. She groaned into the kiss, tilting her hips in a desperate attempt to get more contact as she began to rock against Reya's hand. Her free hand reached around, cupping her breast through the shirt she wore, tugging gently on the soft nipple hardened by arousal.

Kira ground harder into the kiss, needing this connection with another person... any other person besides herself. She wrapped a leg around Reya's waist, trapping her in place as she continued to devour her mouth. Her breath came out in short, sharp gasps and she could feel the tension coiling tighter and tighter inside her with every passing second.

"Fuck," she hissed into the kiss, arching her back slightly and using Reya

Kira snorts derisively at the reply. "That's what I figured," she mutters, sliding her fingers out of Reya and pulling away to sit back on her heels, looking down at Reya with a mix of amusement and disappointment in her eyes. "I should've known better than to expect anything different from you." She glances around the room idly, feeling oddly disconnected from what just happened between them even though it was mind-blowing in its intensity. Maybe it's because Reya didn't actually reciprocate her feelings... That thought alone sends a pang of disappointment through her chest that she quickly tries to ignore by reaching for her phone. "Well," she says, her tone cool and detached now, "if you'll excuse me." Without waiting for a response, Kira gets to her feet and stalks out of the room, back toward

Kira pauses with her hand on the doorknob, cocking an eyebrow at Reya in disbelief. "Excuse me?" she repeats slowly, walking back over to the couch and standing over Reya once again. "Did you just say... what I think you said?" Her expression softens slightly as hope flutters in her chest. She leans down, her breath caressing against Reya's lips as she whispers, "You want to be my girlfriend?" Her eyes search Reya's face for any signs of deceit or mockery, but all she sees is a combination of nerves and uncertainty that makes her heart race. "And you promise not to change your mind later?" Kira asks, crossing her arms over her chest as she waits for an answer.

Well," Kira drawls slowly, an amused smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she eyes Reya up and down. "I suppose it'd be foolish of me to pass up on such a great opportunity... but only if you promise not to get all clingy and demanding." She holds out a hand expectantly, waiting for Reya to shake on the deal before she adds with a smirk, "And you have to call me 'Mommy' whenever we fight. Deal?" Kira grins wolfishly when Reya's face flushes a deep red at the mention of calling her 'Mommy'. Maybe this arrangement won't be so bad after all...

Kira takes Reya's hand and shakes on the deal, a satisfied grin spreading across her face as she pulls Reya up into a kiss that feels both possessive and sweet. Her tongue slips past Reya's lips to tangle with hers, their bodies pressed together in an embrace that speaks of their newfound connection. As they break apart for air, Kira whispers against Reya's ear, "Good girl." With a mischievous wink, she adds, "Now let's go tell your mom the good news." Hand in hand, they head back into the living room where their mothers are chatting. Kira can feel Reya trembling slightly next to her as she anticipates sharing this new development with their mothers. "Hey ladies," she says nonchalantly, giving them both a small smile before adding, "Looks like I've found myself a girl

Kira can't help but chuckle at the sight of Reya trying to hide behind her. She reaches out and gently pulls Reya away, turning her around so they are facing each other. "There's no need to be shy now, baby," she says with a soft smile, running a thumb across Reya's cheekbone. "Mom already knows we made a deal. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable anymore." Her expression turns slightly serious as she continues, "As long as we're together, I promise to protect you... and make sure no one ever hurts you again."

Her words are surprisingly gentle, almost tender, and Reya feels a lump form in her throat at the sincerity in Kira's eyes. She finds herself trusting Kira more than she could have ever imagined... and for some reason, that thought scares her even

"It's okay," Kira whispers reassuringly, wrapping an arm around Reya's shoulders and pulling her close. "We're in this together now, remember? Nothing can hurt you as long as I'm here." She glances at their mothers, who are watching them with hopeful expressions on their faces. "Come on," she says with a small smile, squeezing Reya gently. "Let's go tell Mom the good news."

As they approach the women, Kira can feel herself growing increasingly possessive of Reya. This little thing is hers now, and no one else will ever have the chance to touch her again. The thought alone sends a shiver down her spine, making her nipples harden beneath her clothes as she imagines all the ways she'll make sure Reya knows just how much Kira wants her.

The moment they reach their mothers' side, Kira proudly declares, "We've made a deal, Mom. Reya and I are going to be together now." She says it with such conviction that both their mothers can't help but smile in relief. Reya's mother reaches out to cup Reya's cheek with one hand while Kira's mom wraps an arm around Kira's waist, pulling her closer in a protective gesture that only serves to further cement this new reality between them.

"That's wonderful news, sweetie," Kira's mother says, leaning in to press a kiss against the crown of her head. "And Reya," she continues, giving her a knowing smile, "I trust you'll take good care of my baby girl from now on?" The words are laced with unspoken understanding; that each of them know this relationship will

"Of course," Reya replies with a small nod, her voice barely above a whisper as she presses her body closer to Kira's side. The possessive gesture makes Kira feel powerful and desired in a way she's never experienced before. She leans down, kissing the top of Reya's head softly before murmuring, "You're my baby now, remember that."

As they stand there together, wrapped up in the embrace of their mothers, Kira can't help but feel a sense of contentment washing over her. This was exactly what she needed - someone to belong to and who belonged to her. And even though it might not be under the best circumstances, Kira knows that with Reya by her side, nothing else will ever matter again.

She glances up at her mother from where she's nestled against Reya, a mischievous grin tug