AN: An alternate sequel to Lessons which will mostly likely be a twoshot.

After school was Ritsu's most favorite time of the day. And it was indeed an inarguable, irrefutable truth so long as she went to college.

"Ritsu," Mugi said as she threw her head back on the mattress. The canopy style bed shook slightly and Ritsu settled the weight of her body, lifted her hips and ground them against Mugi.

"Yes?" Ritsu asked, kissing up her way to Mugi's neck. She kissed the shell of her ear, her cheeks, her lips. She kissed her everywhere and anywhere she wanted to.

"You need to...stop." The words came off breathlessly, as though she hadn't really meant it. She didn't mean it.

"I'm afraid I don't know what that word means," Ritsu said with a roguish grin. They laughed together and after a few more stubborn kisses Ritsu obediently stopped. "Not in the mood?"

"I am, very much."

"But?"

"You stink," Mugi whispered between them. She said it like a secret she'd been hiding, a secret she wasn't proud to keep.

Ritsu chuckled into Mugi's skin then rolled onto her back a safe distance. "That bad, huh."

Mugi turned on her side and took a playful whiff. She wiggled her nose at Ritsu, a clear look of disapproval in her eyes. After school she smelled like sweat and salt which wasn't a big deal on most occasions, but after a mock relay race? Well, that was a different problem entirely.

"How about you wash up and we'll continue from there?"

Ritsu leaned forward to kiss Mugi, a long, savory kiss that would leave the blonde heiress begging for more. When Mugi reached for her face, she shifted out of bed and headed for the bathroom. On the way there she pulled her shirt up and off her body leaving Mugi with the sight of her lean, lithe back to her imagination. She would be quick, the shorter the better. It would be downright rude to leave her girlfriend waiting for too long. So she stripped, threw her clothes into the hamper, and stepped into the shower.

The water started pouring, cold as ice and sharp as tendrils digging into her skin. She sucked in a deep breath, dragging out the uncomfortable sting until the temperature changed. When it felt lukewarm on her skin, she let out a breath she was holding. Her body relaxed, but her penis remained insistent.

"Now, what am I going to do with you?"

Ritsu wrapped her hand around her cock, pumped it from the base to the tip and groaned when she applied a suitable pressure. She had the kissing and heavy petting to blame for all this. It left her too eager to take Mugi right then and there. Ritsu sighed, lifted her hands and pressed them onto the blue shower tiles. The water poured down on her brown hair, falling from her nose to her lips.

No, she'd been eager long before arriving at Mugi's place.

Running was one of the few things that kept her in line aside from Mugi's company. Her sex drive rivaled that of a teenage boy's and more often than not she found that it did little to whet her appetite. She convinced herself she was just an ordinary healthy girl with needs. But as the week dragged on, she knew it was just an excuse to hide an underlying issue.

Ritsu wrapped her hand around herself and stroked her full length, studied every inch, every vein, every contour of her head. She pumped her hand in a steady rhythm, setting a pace that she grew comfortable with. She closed her eyes and concentrated solely on the feeling in her hips.

"Mio," Ritsu moaned quietly between the tiles.

It had been nearly a week since she'd last slept with her music teacher, Mio Akiyama, after school. Known as one of the most beautiful women on campus, she had -unknowingly - most of the students under her spell. With her long raven hair, steel grey eyes, and petite face her beauty was undeniable. And somehow, just by luck or persistence, Ritsu wheedled her way into spending one night with her.

"Nnn..." Ritsu grit her teeth together and willed her hand to move faster.

She could still vividly imagine that night as though it were only yesterday when she waltzed into Mio's office without an invitation. She often did that to get on her nerves, but that night she'd felt something more than an innocent crush on her. Ritsu felt a desire, a desire that threatened to burn her from the inside out if she didn't get what she came for. So that night she locked the door and crossed the distance with all the courage she had. She didn't expect much, but in Mio's eyes she sensed that she too, struggled to fight the sexual tension that hung so heavily between them.

In class she'd been nothing but a nuisance to Mio. A troublemaker seeking some sort of recognition in her eyes. So she stayed after class, listened to all of Mio's reprimands until one day she was bold enough to kiss her. After much reluctance on Mio's part, they agreed on maintaining a casual relationship with no commitment and titles. For a while the agreement worked in their favor, but after some time they both wanted more from each other, more than what they could give.

It was only a few days after their last tryst when things went awry and Mugi nearly caught the two of them together. After that, it was Mio who finally decided to put some distance between them. So they kept to themselves, stayed away from each other until late one night after school, after practice, Ritsu walked into Mio's office without thinking.

She knew the consequences all too well, the effect it would have on the people in her life. But despite already being in a relationship with Mugi, it didn't stop Ritsu from boxing Mio against the desk. She pressed her hips forward enough to ensure Mio felt the slight buldge in her pants. They said very few words to each other that night, merely looked into each other eyes for a few seconds before Mio finally surrendered.

The water still poured heavily over Ritsu. Her body burned like hell as she conjured the whole scenario in her head. This was wrong, there was no denying that. But she couldn't stop herself from getting off to the thought of being inside someone else other than her girlfriend.

Panting, Ritsu jerked her hand faster as she was closing in on her climax. She could still feel herself inside Mio; the way her body squeezed her cock like a hand, tight and open all at once. Mio was unbearably tight that evening, so tight that Ritsu wondered if Mio had been a virgin beforehand. She didn't ask though. She wasn't sure if she'd get the answer she wanted to hear. But first or last, it didn't matter as long as she was the best.

So she made sure of it.

That night Ritsu drove into Mio, grasped her by the thighs and pounded into her so hard it hurt them both. She sank into Mio's warm wet depths and fucked her with as much abandon as she ever dreamed. They fucked until they wanted more, until the brutality had them panting, gasping and moaning from the painful pleasure of raw, sinful lust. She thrust into Mio, slammed into her repeatedly and Mio returned the energy, rutting into her like animals in heat. Mio came with as much pain as she did pleasure and when Ritsu could hold no more she came with the force of a hurricane.

She gave one uneven jerk and came with a low groan, spraying her semen over the blue shower tiles. Her orgasm was endless as she emptied herself before her very eyes, surprised by the copious amount she released. Once she finished, Ritsu took deep breaths to calm herself after and made sure to clean up the mess she made. But even when she finished her shower and stepped out to towel off, her heart was still racing from the thought of it all. Her body ached even more than it did before. She clutched her chest and clawed at it, dragging out her nails into her skin until it hurt.

"What's wrong with me?" Ritsu asked herself and looked at her reflection in the mirror.

There came no answer, just the steady hum of the fan working to dispel the humidity in the bathroom. She pulled her wet, brown hair back and closed her eyes, straightening herself for a moment. Her heart thundered, her breathing was still slightly erratic and she could feel the need between her hips beginning to swell once again.

Ritsu stormed out of the room immediately and stopped only when she caught Mugi on the bed naked. She dropped her towel on the ground and walked to her with as much patience as a child would have accepting a reward or treat. She was much too eager for her own good that no amount of protest could've possibly shaken her off when she jumped on the bed, fervently kissed Mugi and pushed her thighs apart.

"Finally," Mugi moaned as she guided Ritsu's cock into her.

Mugi's heat inside her beckoned Ritsu, forcing herself deeper into her womb. The canopy style bed creaked under them and Mugi's hips rose up an inch from the mattress. They stayed coupled together while Ritsu's penis slowly erected inside Mugi. With her hair still wet and glistening, some of the water spilled between them catching onto Mugi's body. Ritsu kissed the tiny droplets on Mugi's skin, tickling some of her partner's more sensitive areas. Mugi's hips moved in slight pulses.

"You're awfully tight tonight," Ritsu whispered.

"You took longer than usual. I got a head start."

When Ritsu's cock felt as hard as iron, Mugi opened her mouth in silence, drawing out a beautiful, breathless gasp. Her body tensed from the stretch and Ritsu felt the softness around her, Mugi's inner folds ripening, swelling, opening up for her.

"I'm really horny," Ritsu warned.

Ritsu moved her hips in a roll, in slow sensual circles as she tried to open Mugi up even more. Her girlfriend's orgasm earlier made her unbearably wet, but the payoff made her incredibly tight as well.

"I can tell," Mugi said with a smile in her voice. She locked her legs around Ritsu and raised her hips, helping her reach every corner of her. "You've been like this all week."

Ritsu began thrusting, slowly at first until she maintained a steady rhythm. She kissed Mugi here and there, wanting and needing her body's comfort more than she could imagine. The guilt she felt earlier receded into the background like white noise, present all throughout but invisible to the naked eye. It made it easier to focus on the pleasure of being inside Mugi, moving in and out of her as if it wasn't so wrong. It wasn't. She convinced herself it was so.

Ritsu let out a strangled grunt and Mugi tightened her pelvic muscles around her shaft, forcing her to move faster. She wrapped her arms under Mugi and curled up against her body, pumping her hips like there was no tomorrow. After spending some time together with her girlfriend, she realized that Mugi much preferred her to be uninhibited with her desires. And so, she claimed the mornings, afternoons and many nights seeking her. Whenever she could, whenever she wanted, Mugi gave herself willingly. They joined themselves together at least three times in a day, sometimes four if they were lucky enough.

Sweat beaded Ritsu's forehead as she panted, slowing down as she pushed into Mugi. She pulled out to the tip for a second and slid back in. Mugi groaned from the torturous pace, each thrust coming up hard and deep into her. It was difficult to tell the difference when they were making love or just fucking.

"Do you love me?" Mugi asked, her hot breath tickling Ritsu's bare neck.

"What do you think?"

Mugi closed her eyes and moaned when Ritsu filled her up from the penetration. She dug her nails deep into Ritsu's skin, leaving pinkish red marks on the wake of her back.

"I'm not sure," Mugi confessed.

Ritsu readjusted her position, shifting a bit until her hips were slighter higher than Mugi's. She ground herself with purpose against Mugi's clit, drawing out a satisfied moan from her partner.

"I wouldn't be doing this with you if I didn't," Ritsu breathed out.

"You don't have to love someone to sleep with them."

Ritsu's eyes widened for a brief moment. Mugi was right. Love and lust were two different things entirely.

"You doubt me," Ritsu said informatively.

"It's just, lately I've felt...distant from you."

"I'm inside you," Ritsu reminded Mugi. "I don't feel distant at all."

Ritsu moved her hips again and a sharp, tingling sensation circuited all throughout Mugi's body. She bent down and brushed their noses against each other.

"Maybe I'm just overthinking it," Mugi said as she closed her eyes. This new position did all sorts of wonders for herself, so much that her mind started to blur.

Ritsu kissed Mugi gently to show that she did care. They shared slow heated kisses until the passion had taken over them both. Ritsu moved inside Mugi masterfully with as much grace and skill that was expected of her. Time and time again, she ground her hips in circles, side to side and up and down until she found the right movement to get to Mugi going. They moved, molding their bodies flush against each other. After Mugi came, Ritsu changed their positions, grabbed her knees and wrenched them up over her shoulders. Mugi arched back and every thrust after that seemed to pound at the base of her stomach.

The brutality of every thrust bordered near the edge of both pain and pleasure that within minutes, Mugi came again with tears at the corner of her eyes. She panted and Ritsu lowered her legs and draped her body over her again.

"Do you still feel so distant from me?"

"No," Mugi answered surely.

Ritsu kissed Mugi's throat all while still moving inside her. She pushed and pushed until Mugi's inner muscles tightened from another orgasm. Raising her hips, Mugi took her deep again. When Ritsu's movements grew faster and harsher, Ritsu dug her nails into the back of Mugi's neck and held her still, forcing their eyes to meet. With one last brutal thrust she came inside her with her eyes open and locked onto her.

Mugi blushed deeply at the intimacy they shared. She brought their lips together again with sweet, subtle kisses. Carefully Ritsu pulled out of Mugi and rolled on her back utterly exhausted. Mugi slipped a hand between her legs into the wetness, cupped herself and felt Ritsu's semen inside her.

If Mugi had been anyone other than herself she would've freaked out. But with all the money she had, she was able to get the best contraceptives available on the market. She didn't use the pill and Ritsu stopped wearing condoms after they assumed a more romantic relationship. She figured they wouldn't be needing any of those since she opted with the IUD.

Ritsu fell asleep within minutes and Mugi walked off to towel the dampness between her legs. When she finished, she took the liberty of emptying Ritsu's duffel bag with her clothes. The girl did have a bad habit of forgetting to toss them into the laundry hamper so she did it for her instead. When she completed the task, she opened the side compartment and found something else in it.

Slowly she pulled out a black panty.

It took all of three seconds for Mugi to realize it wasn't hers. She looked back at Ritsu who rolled in her sleep on the bed. She didn't want to believe it, but her instincts had been right along.

Ritsu was cheating.