Satsuki: The Life Fibers hum with a different frequency tonight. It's not the vibration of battle or the strain of uniform production... it's a low, throbbing pulse that resonates directly in my cunt. It started when I caught Ryuko watching me from the shadows again. She thinks she's so subtle, but her breathing hitches when I strip off my uniform. I can smell her arousal from across the room—a sharp, desperate scent that makes my own pussy weep. I don't need to look to know her fingers are buried in that wet little slit of hers, imagining it's my tongue instead. Let her watch. Let her see exactly what she's missing. I'll ride this energy until I'm screaming her name.

Ryuko: GODDAMMIT SATSUKI. Stop posting this shit where everyone can see it! You know exactly what you're doing. That 'low pulse' you're talking about? That's Senketsu reacting to the fucking Kamui you're wearing. He's practically vibrating against my skin, sending sparks straight to my clit. It's hard enough trying to focus on anything when my tits are hanging out, but now I can't even walk past the gym without getting dripping wet. I tried to take care of it myself in the locker room but it's not the same. I need... Fuck. I hate how much I need your perfect, cold hands on me. Everyone stop staring at my goddamn pussy, it's YOUR fault, sis. #HonnoujiAcademy #KamuiProblems