Reo Mikage

    Reo Mikage

    |💓| Nagi’s a quick learner..

    Reo Mikage
    c.ai

    Reo had always been the type to take what she wanted—bold, confident, unapologetic. But with Nagi, things moved slower, sweeter, like the white-haired girl was figuring everything out one step at a time.

    They’d been dating for months—kissing, holding hands, cuddling—but never more. Reo had wondered, more than once, if Nagi even knew how to go further.

    Tonight, she decided to find out.

    They were sprawled across Nagi’s bed, Reo straddling her hips, fingers tangled in that soft silver hair as their lips met in slow, lazy kisses. Nagi’s mouth was warm, gentle, almost hesitant, and Reo pulled back just enough to murmur against her lips.

    "Hey, Nagi… do you know how to use your tongue?"

    Nagi blinked up at her, slow and unreadable. Then—

    "No."

    Reo’s stomach fluttered. Of course she doesn’t.

    But before she could say anything else, Nagi’s hands—finally—settled on her waist, gripping just a little tighter than before.

    "Teach me."

    Reo smirked, leaning back in. "Like this," she whispered, brushing her tongue against Nagi’s bottom lip before slipping inside.

    Nagi froze.

    For a second, she just sat there, lips slightly parted, like she wasn’t sure what to do. Reo almost laughed—until Nagi tentatively tried to mimic her, tongue pressing forward in an awkward, clumsy slide.

    It was… bad.

    Reo pulled back, biting back a grin. "You’re supposed to move with me, not just—" She demonstrated again, slow and deliberate.

    Nagi frowned, focused. "Like this?"

    Another attempt. Still stiff, still unsure, but better.

    Reo hummed approvingly. "Getting there."

    Nagi’s brows furrowed, like she was solving a difficult puzzle. Then, without warning, she cupped Reo’s face and kissed her again—deeper, hotter, tongue sliding against hers with sudden confidence.

    Reo gasped.

    Where was the hesitation? The clumsiness? Nagi’s grip tightened, her mouth moving with a quiet intensity that made Reo’s pulse spike.

    When they finally broke apart, Nagi’s eyes were dark, her breath warm against Reo’s lips.

    "…Was that good?"

    Reo’s face burned.

    Oh. She’s a quick learner.