Their hand slid idly up your thigh and you looked from the plane window back over to them to see they wanted.
They weren’t looking at you as their hand travelled higher up to the joint between the top of your leg and your torso.
You glanced at their fingers then back up to their side profile, still trying to figure out what was going on.
As you looked at them, their hand slipped in between your thighs and with it, slipped your mind… right into the gutter and shaking hands with the resident entity there named horniness.
Finally their lazy onyx eyes met yours and they gave you a sly look before looking away.
As their fingers rubbed against the join of your jeans, you opened your legs a little and pushed against their hand.
Thankfully, you and your partner – Jirou Kyoka, had the window seat and middle seat respectively and the seat beside her was empty so no one was witness to how they were touching you.
“You know what? We should go to the bathroom… together,” you whispered as you craned your head down towards them, your lips brushing the outer rim of the tip of their ear, then down to where the rubbery flexible ear jack extended. Taking your tongue, you pushed it out then wrapped it around the jack and dragged it into your mouth so you could suck on it.
You knew this was a very sensitive spot for Jirou and their body reacted accordingly, shuddering as your warm mouth enveloped their cord.
“What do you say?” you mumbled with a mouthful of jack.
“Don’t talk with a full mouth,” Jirou replied with a smirk as they pushed their fingers against you harder and rubbed back and forth.
“Mmmm,” you hummed softly, the sound of your voice, as well as the vibrations from your mouth, making Jirou break out into goosebumps.
Jirou slid their had to the top of your pants and then slipped their hand inside, feeling around for the warmth that, if they rubbed there they knew, would feel really good.
While you keep Jirou’s jack in your mouth, they extended it and followed to where their hand had gone into your pants, sliding the jack down there as well to add a little extra pulses to really get you going.
“Do you want it in?” Jirou whispered seductively, turning their head to look up at you.
You nodded. “Fuck yes. Is that even a question?”
Jirou smirked and slipped the jack lower, probing around until they found the hole they were looking for.
You bit down on Jirou’s jack as it entered you, holding back the moan you were dying to release.
The pulses deep inside your being made your juices flow and you breathed heavily through your nostrils- much to Jirou’s delight.
Reaching your hand straight between Jirou’s fishnet stocking clad thighs, you pushed their skirt up a little and pushed against their core.
Unsurprisingly, they were hot and a little damp and you smirked at them, finally letting their ear jack go so you could speak properly.
“You have such a handy quirk for this type of thing,” you growled softly, “fucking in public is your forte.”
“You keep saying that, yet we haven’t fucked yet. You just keep talking your shit,” Jirou teased.
That was the last straw. The dom in you snapped, and you grabbed a handful of them between their thighs, squeezing down on their erogenous zone.
“Let’s go,” you demanded, unbuckling yourself from your seat and standing up.
As you did so, Jirou removed their jack from inside you and retracted it back to normal, then unbuckled themselves and stood up, after you had passed by them.
You reached back and took their hand in yours, marching towards the toilets at the back of the plane.
It was one of the red eye flights, so not a lot of people were on board and the vast majority of fellow travelers had their eyes closed or were watching a movie so you and Jirou slipped past unnoticed.
Once inside the bathroom, you locked the door behind you both and turned to your partner, pinning them against the wall of the small cubicle.
Your tongue met theirs the second your mouths came in contact and their hands roamed your body, undoing your pants and sliding them down a little so they could do things to you.
Both jacks were put to work straight away as one stimulated you from the outside and the other stimulated you from the inside and the pulses inside you made your hips buck involuntarily in time with Jirou’s beat.
The feeling, the pulses, their kisses, were all bringing you undone pretty rapidly and you had to call out to slow them down a bit.
“Wait,” you panted, “wait. Hold on, I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that.”
“That’s the point,” Jirou smirked.
“Smart ass,” you replied, panting a little, “I want to pleasure you too.”
“You can do me after,” Jirou said again, “let me do my work on you. I love it when you pull those faces.”
“Ok,” you panted, eyes rolling as Jirou picked up the pace again.
The aching and throbbing increased inside you and you chomped down into your bottom lip, keeping quiet as your body climbed the orgasm ladder.
Finally on the metaphorical last rung, you let out a few panting huffs and let your head fall back, still caging Jirou against the wall as their jacks bought you undone.
“Ohhhh my god,” you groaned softly, letting your head fall forwards again so that you could kiss your partner.
Jirou retuned the kissed, their mouth hot and breath warm- signaling that they were turned on to maximum at watching you climax.
Slowly, their jacks were removed from your body and you sighed happily as you took your hands off the wall and zipped your pants back up.
“Ok. Your turn now,” you leered, grabbing them and lifting them easily, then sitting them down on the small sink bench in the plane bathroom.
Your Jirou was a petite little thing and you delighted in picking them up and doing whatever you wished to them.
Once sitting on the side of the bench, you reached under their skirt and up to their ass and pulled their stockings down to their knees while your lips and tongue played with theirs.
Being in such a small space helped actually, because they could use the surrounding walls to help stabilize themselves as you raised their legs up and placed them both on your shoulders with the stockings crumpled up under your chin.
Sliding your hands down their legs, you twisted your wrists around and pushed your fingers under their ass then back to the middle again, feeling the heat there.
“Let’s not discriminate,” you said in a low, seductive voice as you pushed a finger into each hole and scissored them together, rubbing and pressing on the soft warm insides of Jirou’s body.
Their cheeks flushed and they bit into their bottom lip as you continued to work your magic, sliding your fingers in and out of them and working them up to their peak.
Their soft, harsh panting, was your only indicator that they were getting close to climax and you quickly leaned in to tongue kiss them while they were winding up for the release, body folded in half with legs still over your shoulders.
Messily and hungrily, they returned your kiss and in an explosion of passion, sloppily returning your loving, they came, grabbing a hold of the back of your neck as the overwhelming sensation took over.
After kissing a little more and letting them come down from the climax, you helped get their clothes fixed up, then washed your hands and both exited the bathroom together.
You got a few looks from some of the men, who saw you leave the bathroom together and smirked- knowing exactly what had happened.
And then you sat down in your seats again.
“Ladies and gentlemen we are about 15 minutes from touch down at our destination, so if you would please return to your seats and buckle in, we will prepare for decent.” The head flight attendant said.
“Perfect timing,” you said to Jirou as you buckled yourself back in, “had my last snack before we landed.”
She smirked at you then looked away. “You’re such a dork.”
~ END ~