Requested by: Yourlocallesbian1

Because jealous sex is so hot, I give you this. 

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"I'm tired of her stealing you..." 

"Ah--! W-Wait Mukuro--!"

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"C'mon pig, help carry the bags!" 

"Ehehe, sure Junko." 

You watched as Junko piled at least four shopping bags onto your girlfriend, all of which were filled to the brim with expensive clothing catered to Junko's style. 

"Ah, Mukuro let me help," you reached out to take two bags from her, but Junko suddenly grabbed your hands. 

"Come on Y/N! I know just the stores to fit your body...~!" 

"Huh? But I don't need to go clothes shopping anytime soon."

Junko starting snickering into her palm, a devilish grin stretching over her ruby lips. "Pfftsh, sorry hun but your style isn't that sexy. Don't worry though, I'll make you so hot-- everyone would start masturbating the minute they saw you." (The things I write to stay in character..) 

Your face flushed a bright red, ears tinged with a strawberry hue. "J-Junko what--" 

"C'mon babe! Tut tut!" She grabbed your hand and dragged you off, your girlfriend tailing after you with bags in hand. 

Even though Junko calls you babe platonically, the soldier couldn't help but feel jealous every time she mentions it. You were her's after all, she asked you out first. But it seems that her sister had other plans. 

Junko had dragged the two of you to various shops and stores, all of which had expensive clothing that seemed too posh for your tastes. Poor Mukuro was left watching from the sidelines, playing the third wheel even though the two of you were dating. 

She couldn't deny it though, each outfit Junko forced you to wear looked sexy as hell. And that, mixed with her ever-growing jealousy-- conjured up a feeling she didn't know she could feel before. She was horny.

As she watched Junko hold your hand, drag you around, and even "accidently" grope your ass --it was in a hug-- Mukuro came to a conclusion. Junko was purposely making her jealous. 

When Junko had "accidently" groped you in that hug, she caught a glimpse of Mukuro glaring. Grinning like the devil she was, Junko mouthed the words; "Do something then."

And Mukuro decided, she would finally do something. 

She would make you her's.

And Junko found the perfect opportunity to play matchmaker, by dragging you to a lingerie shop, making you and your girlfriend incredibly flustered. 

"J-Junko we can't be here!" your voice was awfully high due to the sheer embarrassment you felt. Knowing full well that Junko wanted you to try on the revealing articles of clothing. 

"Oh shut it babe, I'm doing you a favor. Now get your sexy ass in the changing rooms and try this on." 

She threw a F/C laced lingerie at your face and blew a kiss. "Come out when you're done~!" 

Accepting your fate, you just sighed and shuffled into a changing room, shutting the door and undressing your figure. 

"Junko has been awfully touchy today..." you thought. 

Staring into your reflection, you felt a guilty conscience overcome you as you carefully grabbed the silk cloth. Mukuro must be upset...I haven't given her any attention today at all...

Face twisting with guilt, you figured out how to put on the lingerie and slipped it on, the only difficult part being the ribbon. 

On the back of the lingerie were two lighter F/C ribbons that were supposed to be tied in a bow, working almost like a corset. You however, had a difficult time tying the ribbons together by yourself, only managing to tie two on your own before giving up in defeat. 

"I give up," you sighed, skin all sweaty from frustration. "Maybe Mukuro can help me..." 

Oh how innocent you were...

You innocently unlocked the changing room door and peaked your head out, keeping the door mid-closed so you wouldn't feel so exposed. 

"M-Mukuro? Can you...Can you help me tie something?" you asked nervously, biting your lip and looking up at her with a sheepish smile. 

Her face burned a bright red. 

You looked so hot. 

Junko just smirked and leaned back. "You heard her pig. Go help her put it on, or I will have to." 

Mukuro just grit her teeth and stood up, face still red from the request. "Okay, I'll help," she answered softly, side glaring at Junko. 

You just smiled at her and left the door unlocked, going back to the mirror to fix your hair. 

"Get her," Junko winked, laughing to herself and filing her nails. This caused the solider to blush as she slowly opened the door, averting her gaze to the floor and trying not to peek. 

"Lock the door can you? I think the door has a loose hinge, and-- I-I don't want it to swing open, y'know?" you said nonchalantly, still admiring yourself in the mirror. 

Mukuro --still staring at the floor-- locked the door, making a noticeable 'click sound.' 

"They fuckin' for sure," Junko thought, grinning to herself from outside the changing room. 

"Do you think you can help me tie the last two? And maybe fix the ones I did earlier, they're a bit...sloppy...in my opinion."

Following the sound of your voice, Mukuro accidentally looked up, gasping when she saw your exposed figure. 

The silky laced F/C lingerie hugged your body so well, exposing the soft skin hiding underneath your usual clothes. Her eyes traveled down from your tantalizing neck, all the way down to your smooth legs. God she was horny-- 

"Ehm, Mukuro sweetie?" you asked, glancing up at her reflection from the mirror, "Is something the ma-- Ah--!" 

You gasped when you felt your body pressed up against the wall next to the mirror, Mukuro's strong hand pinning your wrists above your head. She sure moved fast for a solider...

"M-Mukuro what are you--" 

"I'm tired of her stealing you..."

Your eyes widened. 

"Ah--! W-Wait Mukuro--!"

Your pathetic squeaks turned into gasps of pleasure when you felt Mukuro's lips on your neck, kissing, sucking and biting on it like taffy. 

Melting in pleasure, you felt your knees grow weak when she inched closer and closer to your sweet spot. 

"A-Agh..~!" 

Found it. 

Mukuro used her other hand to cover your mouth and continued to suck and abuse the selected area, causing a dark hickey to form. 

"What's gotten into her...?" you couldn't help but wonder, gasping in pleasure and having it muffled by the palm of her hand. 

"I want you to be mine.." Mukuro muffled beneath your ear, sounding like a clingy child. She pressed your body closer to her's, feeling how hot and sweaty your skin felt. 

You felt awfully guilty. And awfully wet...

"I-I'm sorry," you muffled, your hot breath hitting the palms of Mukuro's hand. 

She stopped sucking and backed up, releasing her hands from you. 

Panting, your posture slumped, gripping onto the wall for support. Great, now you were wet. Thanks Mukuro. 

Your solider girlfriend simply watched you, eying how hot and needy you looked. Leaning against the wall in that sexy piece of lingerie, face flushed and sweat sticking in beads-- Mukuro simply drunk it all in, soaking the image in memory where it would be stored for a very, very long time. 

"I-I'm...I'm sorry I made you...j-jealous..."

Oh? Your voice was all strained and high-pitched, sentences being botched up into parts as you writhed and breathed in pain. Could it be you were...turned on...?

"I'm...sorry too," Mukuro said, blushing when she realized how wet she had made you. "I shouldn't have done that...especially since...we're in public..." She shyly looked away, confused on why she was so bold with you earlier. 

Biting your lip, you swallowed any pride you had left and held onto Mukuro's neck, pulling her into a deep make out session. 

"I never wanted to be turned on like this. And yet here we are." you thought, locking her lips into a French kiss.

Sliding your tongue into her mouth, you made Mukuro's face burn redder than a match. "A-At least finish what you started...!" you muttered embarrassedly, pouting and staring at your lover with an annoyed expression. 

Mukuro's eyes widened. You were the more confident one in the relationship, and to see you being demanding like this really turned her on. 

"I'll finish you.." she replied softly, hooking your legs up in her strong arms and wrapping them around her waist. She pinned you against the wall for more support and went back to sucking on your neck. This made your back arch in pleasure as you leaned your head back, giving her more access to your neck. 

"P-Please don't...leave too many...J-Junko will..." you gasped when she licked against a sensitive spot, shivering under her touch. 

"I promise I'll be careful," Mukuro assured, kissing your lips and hooking her fingers on the lingerie's ribbons. 

"T-Take it off...~" you whimpered, squirming and resting your head against her shoulder, grinding a bit against the one hand that kept you upright against the wall.  

Giggling, Mukuro quickly undid the ribbons with ease, letting the clothing fall and expose your own naked form. 

"This'll be quick, don't worry," Mukuro whispered, leaning in to lick against one of your breasts. 

"I-It better..." you winced, biting your lip when you felt her tongue swirl against a bud. 

"Such a pillow princess..." Mukuro thought to herself, smiling and continuing to suck while the hand supporting you started to create some friction. 

Upon the feeling of her fingers sliding over your lower lips, you felt your grip growing weaker, trying desperately to hold onto your lover as her fingers continued to plunge themselves into your pool. 

"F-Fuck," you cursed quietly, biting your lip as Mukuro pushed you closer to the wall in order to support you more. This caused her fingers to suddenly thrust into your throbbing hole, making you gasp and release a strangled moan. 

"Shhh, Junko's just outside..." Mukuro hushed, letting her fingers slide in and out of your wet folds. 

"Mmpf...H-Haaah..~!" you panted, nearly crying from all the pleasure she was giving you. 

Tears built up in your eyes as Mukuro started to go faster, striking against your skin in a more sensual pattern. 

"M-Mukuro I'm gh-h-haah..~"

"Hm?"

She slowed down the pace of her fingers, making you groan and pout at the loss of friction. 

"M-Mukuro...~" you whined, practically begging for her to finish you off. "Just a f-few more...o-only a few m-more...~" you begged, attempting to grind against her fingers. 

"Look at me," Mukuro muttered, tilting your head down to look at her. 

You groaned and did as she said, staring into her eyes with a frustrated and weak-looking face. 

The solider stood there, admiring your sweat covered, blushing face. There were a few tears in your eyes, you were probably so close to orgasming too...such a shame she stopped... 

"Please Mukuro..." you panted, clinging onto her neck with the little strength you had. 

"Such a cutie..." Mukuro thought. 

"Don't make me jealous again," she whispered. 

You nodded abruptly, hugging her neck and releasing a hot breath of air near her ear. "I promise...I w-won't...make you jealous..." 

Appreciating your trembling apology, Mukuro smiled and thrusted her fingers back in, making you bite her shoulder in an attempt to stifle your moans. 

"Y/N, you can count, right?" Mukuro whispered. 

You nodded, eyes shut as she continued her sensual pattern. 

"Then count my thrusts until you cum," she spoke in a low voice. 

You could've just came right there and then at the sound of her voice. Holy shit it was hot. 

"Alright...start..."

She sharply spread her fingers inside once more, making you flinch. 

"O-One..." you whispered breathlessly. 

Mukuro continued, this time adding a third finger inside. 

"H-Haah..~! T-Two...~"

"Mhm...keep going..." she leaned down to lick and suck against your exposed shoulder. 

"Th-Th...ree..~!" your voice grew more strangled with each suck and thrust, a burning feeling starting to grow in your chest. 

Mukuro continued sucking, leaving another dark hickey on your skin. 

"F-Fo..ur agh..~! M-Mukuro I'm...I-I don't think...agh..~!" 

She smirked against your skin and gave one last sharp thrust, making you arch your back and practically drool. 

"F-Five~..agh-h-hahh..~!" 

Your voice went high pitched for a second, pretty much squeaking since you were trying so hard to keep your voice down during the orgasm. 

Mukuro however, only smirked in victory when she saw the clear slick of your pleasure drenching her fingers. 

"Let's go, Junko is probably bored to death," she whispered, kissing your temple as you were left a panting, flushed mess in her arms. 

She helped you clean up and get dressed, subtly teasing you by pointing out the amount hickies she left on your skin. 

"Mukuro babe whyyy...?" you whined, staring at yourself in the mirror and pointing at each purple bite mark. 

"I'm sorry," she smiled, kissing your cheek, "You were quite tasty though." 

"Mukuro don't say that!" you hushed. 

She only giggled as the two of you finally walked out, only to be met by a smirking Junko. 

"Had fun in there? Wish I could've joined," she teased. 

"W-We didn't-- I-- J-Junko!" you squeaked, face glowing brighter than a Christmas tree. 

Junko laughed, "You can't lie princess, looks like she decided to mark you. Six times if I'm counting correctly..."

"Junko!" you exclaimed, literally about to hit her. "Catch me if you caaaan...~!" she teased, running and getting a head start. 

And as the two of chased each other around the store, Mukuro only stood back and watched, smiling at the sight in front of her. 

There was no need to be jealous anymore, after all, like Junko said..

She marked you enough times for everyone to get the message. 

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A/N: Trying to get better at writing smut. Let me know if you liked it.