Part 3 of I Kissed a Girl.

Sorry guys, no full on NSFW stuff for this chapter like you expected. But I mean, I could write one for you guys if you asked nicely...

Oh let's be honest, you're all probably gonna ask anyway--

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"How hard do you want it?"

"Hard enough to make me fall for you..."

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'If this bitch is late, I swear--'

Miu scowled impatiently as she waited at a nearby food court. Y/N was running late, and the mall was starting to become more and more crowded as it drew closer to lunchtime. Meaning that Miss Miu Iruma herself, was stuck being seen alone in public. Looking like a complete idiot as she was surrounded by so many lovey-dovey couples on dates. 

'Goddammit Y/N you're making me look like a loser!' Miu cursed at herself and began to stand up. Deciding to just leave, as it was obvious that Y/N had played her. 'Screw this bet. She probably ditched me! That sneaky, conniving, little bi--'

"Miu!"

The inventor turned around and felt her breath hitch. Her heart beating sporadically out of her chest when she saw Y/N lightly jogging towards her. Why was she so excited though...? It's not like she was developing feelings already...right?

"You actually came!"

"Pfft! Course I did! The golden-brained genius never backs down from a bet," Miu grinned and tried to dismiss the fact that she was indeed ready to back out. Guess it was too late now, as she was stuck with a hot girl for the rest of the day. 

Not like she minded.

The inventor slowly trailed her eyes down to what Y/N was wearing. A really cute F/C top along with some plain white shorts. It was simple, yes, but goddammit-- Y/N just looked so cute in it. 

"You look hot," Miu commented, smirking and putting a hand to her hip. 

"Don't I always?" Y/N responded, fluttering her lashes in a flirtatious manner as the inventor blushed. 

"Don't get too cocky, babe," Miu scoffed, tensing up when she felt something warm interlock with her hand. Y/N was holding her hand, fuck. 

"What're you doing?" she asked, looking down at their interlocked hands as Y/N grinned. 

"Holding hands, silly! What, don't tell me you've never held hands with a cute girl before," Y/N giggled, dragging the inventor forward as she struggled to sputter out a response. "O-Of course not! I've held hands with a bajillion of cute girls! You're-- Y-You're no exception!"

"Whatever you say, babe," Y/N mocked, smiling when she saw the inventor's cheeks turn bright pink. Truth be told, Miu had no experience when it came to romantic love. Only lust. So everything this girl was showing her, was something completely new to Miu. It was strange, but she was enjoying it nonetheless. 

"So, where to first?" 

"The Mattress Firm." 

"...You want to fuck me there, don't you."

"That's the idea."

Y/N playfully shoved Miu and laughed. "Are you ever not horny? C'mon, let's go get something to eat."

"I'd rather eat you if you catch my drift--"

Miu awkwardly finger-gunned at Y/N and watched as she wheezed into the palm of her hand. "Geez, is this date just gonna be flirting?"

"Probably."

"Hmpf, fine. Two can play at that game."

Y/N quickly reverted from being all bubbly and cute, to sexy and seductive, leaning close to Miu's face and grinning. "Behave, Miu Iruma. I'd hate to punish you right here, right now." Y/N purred suggestively, biting her lip as her eyes flickered a lustful stare at her. 

God that was hot. Miu felt as if she could melt into a puddle right then and there. It just wasn't fair, there's no way someone could be this cute and hot at the same time, right? "And how do you think you'll punish me exactly? I'm already paying for this whole 'date' anyway. Not to mention, going on it with you of all people."

Y/N's brows furrowed with amusement. "Well, I was going to pay you back...but seeing how you're acting now, I guess not," Y/N faked up a cute lip-pout as she mockingly laughed in Miu's face. "Geez, you're horrible at this."

"Was that an insult?" Miu fired back. 

"No, it was a fact," Y/N challenged. 

The two girls were practically face to face as they glared at each other. A mix of annoyance, irritation, and sexual tension lingering between their eyes as they challenged each other to see, who would back down first. 

"Goddammit, you look so fucking hot..." Miu whispered. 

"Then kiss me," Y/N grinned, folding her arms. 

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm resisting the urge to do you on that table, right here, right now, where everyone could see..."

"Pfftsh, not like that hasn't happened before..." Y/N smirked, thinking back to their make-out session in the back of the classroom a few days prior. 

"Mmm so can we?" Miu playfully grinned. A goofy smile playing on her lips.

"At least you're consensual," Y/N giggled, booping Miu on the nose and whispering into her ear. "Sorry darling, I'm keeping my virginity for someone I truly love..."

And for a split second, Miu's first thought was; 'I want to be that someone.' But as soon as that thought occurred, she blushed and tried denying it. Shaking it off and throwing another quick remark. 

"Maybe you'll grow to love me...?" she purred, pulling Y/N a little closer. 

"I doubt it. You're not exactly my type, Miss Miu Iruma."

"I can be your type in other ways--"

"Ohmygod-- Just kiss already!" a girl yelled from the back. Causing the two of them to snap out of their dazed fantasy and remember that they were in the middle of a public place. Surrounded by lots of people nonetheless. 

Everyone around them was staring at them with awkward eyes, causing Miu to blush and Y/N to cover her face shyly. "C'mon, let's go quickly order and die. I can't stand the embarrassment."

"I guess humiliation is one of your kinks, huh?"

"Shut the fuck up, Miu Iruma!"

Y/N grabbed her sleeve and dragged the inventor into a quick, fast-food line. Still shielding her face in embarrassment as the strawberry-blonde laughed. "For someone so cocky and arrogant, you sure get embarrassed easily."

"Th-That's different. So many people were staring at us and--"

"So? Let them stare..." Miu leaned down to Y/N's height and grinned, "Let them know that you're mine."

Y/N rolled her eyes and ignored her rambling, peering down the line and gasping when she saw an awfully familiar face. A face that made the young girl fall into a very panicky state, seeming stressed and worried as she quickly turned to Miu. 

"I mean, it's a privilege to be seen with the golden girl genius, Miu Iru--WAH--!!" Y/N dragged Miu down to her height and scowled. Cursing under her breath as a frown overtook her beautiful smile. 

Miu didn't like that. She thought Y/N was so much prettier whenever she was smiling. "Hey, what'd the deal, princess?"

"Shush!" Y/N looked panicked, glaring down the line again before making eye contact with Miu. "He's here!"

"Who's here? An ex?"

"No-- Oh god, ew no." Y/N shook her head, "David from calculous."

Miu scrunched up her nose. "The creepy one that follows you around campus?"

Y/N nodded. "He's working the register, look."

Miu peeked her head over and sure enough, creepy David from calculous was working the shift. Making the inventor cringe and turn back to Y/N. "Doesn't he have this weird, creepy obsession with you?"

"Yuh huh, and he freaks me out! I just know he's gonna try asking me out. I just know it!"

"Okay okay, calm down babe. I have a plan," Miu straightened out her hair and grinned. "Let's pretend we're dating."

"Really?" Y/N gave her a sarcastic look. "If we tell him that, he's gonna tell the whole school!"

"Hey, hey, relax. The golden girl genius knows exactly what she's doing," she winked, "Trust me." 

The line moved forward and Y/N kept staring at her with a pout on her face. Groaning before hesitantly agreeing. "Fine. But if anything backfires, you owe me fifty bucks."

"More money?"

"Suck it up, buttercup," Y/N blew a kiss at her. 

'That's not the only thing I'll be sucking--' Miu thought, before nearly slapping herself in the face for her perverse desires. 

As the line moved forward, Y/N felt the inventor wrap an arm around her shoulders. Causing her to tense up and nearly blush with how close they were being in public. "Calm down, we'll be fine," the inventor assured, holding the girl close to her side as the remaining couple up front left. 

"Thanks for ordering and- oh hey...! Y/N..." David grinned and shot a flirty smirk in the H/C haired girl's direction. Causing her to roll her eyes and frown. "Hi David, can we order now?"

"Sure, one tall, hot cup of boyfriend material coming right up!" David spoke. Causing the two of them to cringe in unison. 'What a horrible pick-up line,' Miu thought, already this close to smacking the living daylights out of him. Damn, poor Y/N. Having to deal with a guy like this must've put a tough strain on the girl. 

But Y/N quickly got into character. Being the acting prodigy that she was, she made it seem like second nature. 

"Actually, David..." Y/N smiled, making the inventor's heart set ablaze. "I'm dating someone."

"Huh? Who is it?" the boy stumbled over the counter top and straightened his posture. "Is he someone I can beat up in a fight?"

Miu snorted, ready to pulverize this boy if it meant keeping Y/N. 'Keep dreaming bitch, I'll stomp on you with my heels if I have to.'

"She is my girlfriend, Miu!" Y/N responded, leaning on her toes to press a quick and gentle kiss against her cheek. 'She...She called me her girlfriend!' Miu panicked internally, feeling a hot blush coat her cheeks. 'My heart is beating so fast...oh God...'

"Miu Iruma?!" David exclaimed. "Y/N, she's only gonna break your heart and leave you, y'know? Smash and dash. That's all she ever does." But then David started grinning, pointing to himself like he was the better option. "But me, I'll treat you all right, baby! Date me and all your desires will be met, I promise! I'll caress you, feed you, love you... I'll love you so much better than that bitch."

Y/N gasped, about to fire back and defend Miu, when Miu interrupted her. 

"Geez, what a loser do you hafta' be to hit on a taken girl? I may be a playgirl, but at least I have standards. Go jerk off to some cheap porno magazine if you're that horny for pussy. Screw you, my girlfriend and I are happy together and would be much better without you so fuck off."

Ending with that, Y/N's jaw almost dropped as Miu quickly spun her around to face her. Grabbing the smaller girl's face and kissing her passionately. The smaller girl blushing madly as she felt her heart ram itself inside her chest.

'This feeling...it can't be...'

Everyone around the food court began staring in amusement. The strawberry-blonde inventor letting go of the girl's lips and wiping them clean seductively. "Heh...I've been wanting to do that ever since I saw you today..."

Y/N was silent, flabbergasted for the first time this week ever since she met the golden girl genius. "Holy...shit..." she whispered out, covering her mouth in shock as Miu smirked with confidence. 

"Fuck off David, I'll have you know that Y/N is mine."

Then she flipped him off with the middle finger and dragged Y/N away. Laughing to herself as everyone in the food court whistled and cheered. 

"H-Holy shit...!" Y/N spoke out again, still in shock with what happened. 

"You've said that already, babe," Miu laughed, pinching her cheek teasingly as the two of them ran off to somewhere more secluded. 

"I...I just-- wow...!" Y/N was pulled into a secluded area under the stairs as Miu smiled. "Sorry, did I go overboard?"

"No, that was awesome!" there was an adorable sparkle in the girl's eyes as she spoke. The inventor feeling that same, fluttery feeling in her chest as the smaller girl rambled on and on about how cool she was to stick up for herself. 

"I guess...in the end of it all. You're not so bad, Miu Iruma," Y/N giggled and lightly punched her arm, the inventor scoffing before flicking her forehead. 

"Yeah? Well, you can be pretty damn annoying sometimes, princess."

"Hey, I gave you a compliment!"

"Barely, you're gonna have to try harder than that, babe."

Y/N huffed, pulling Miu closer to her as her back hit the wall. "Harder?" she repeated, the tension slowly growing more and more tense as a sexual gaze flickered from her eyes. "How hard do you want it?"

Miu's eyes softened, a more loving (less lustful) gaze setting down upon the girl in front of her. "Hard enough to make me fall for you..."

She whispered it ever so softly, but Y/N still heard it. Her cheeks growing rosy at her words as she quickly let go of her. 

'I can't actually be falling for her, right?' the two girls thought. Silence overcoming the two of them as they snuck awkward glances at each other. The sexual tension now long gone, as all that was left was awkward first-date tension. 

"Uhm," Y/N spoke up first, "David now thinks we're a thing."

"What? You mean girlfriends?" Miu spoke, the two of them feeling a rush of excitement at the word "girlfriends."

"Yeah...I think it was pretty clear. There were some students at the food court as well, and word spreads fast around the campus..." Y/N looked away awkwardly, the confidence disappearing from her as she mumbled her next few words. 

"I guess...we'd be considered girlfriends then?"

"Girlfriends?" 

Miu felt her heart beat faster at the word. "As in dating?"

Y/N felt a laugh come out of her, "No, as in marriage. Of course as in dating, silly!" she booped the inventor's nose and grinned when she saw it scrunch up. It was cute. 

'Cute?' now Y/N's nose had scrunched up. There was no way she found Miu Iruma cute. Right?

"So I guess we're dating now, huh?" Miu smirked, slinging an arm around the smaller girl's shoulders. 

"Fake dating," Y/N corrected, a small pang in the inventor's chest when she heard the word fake. "We'll play it cool for a week or two, and then fake a break-up or something."

As the smaller girl pulled away from her chest, she extended a hand out for the inventor to shake. Indicating a fake relationship deal with the girl. "Do we have a deal?"

The inventor felt her heart race. Playing with Y/N was like playing with fire. Exciting, but so, so dangerous. Because she didn't want to admit it, but it was getting harder and harder for her to deny the ever-growing feelings she had for the girl. 

"Deal." Miu grabbed her hand and pulled it to her lips, kissing the top of her knuckles in an affectionate manner. "I'll be the best fucking girlfriend you ever had, princess."

Y/N laughed and pulled the inventor out from under the stairway, murmuring something about going to buy these new shorts she was looking for and wanting Miu to pay. She laughed along kindly, but her words were all but a blur to her leeching, parasitic thoughts. 

'I made a mistake getting close to you. You drew me in like a moth to a flame...'

'But now...I'm so close. I'm so close that I'm afraid of getting burned by you.'

'Because I think...I think I love you, Y/N.'

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A/N: I'm content on using the name "David" for that one side-character that simps for Y/N.

Also, I like how all of this started from just one one-shot that quickly escalated into a full on series. 

Part 4? Because good lord, this could be it's own book.