A "Sneaky" Dinner Date WIP (Persona 5) (Patreon)

Going out to dinner together was something that Makoto and Ann did on a regular basis ever since they began dating about a year and a half ago. Right after everything that happened with Shido, the Metaverse, and then the Jails, everyone in the Phantom Thieves thought it would be best to get their minds off of things and live a slightly normal life. And for the two of them, that meant going out to dinners, hanging out, Ann inviting Makoto to multiple photoshoots, and eventually dating.

Tonight was the night that the two of them were celebrating their one-year anniversary, even if it was a little late due to Makoto not being able to get away from college long enough. And Ann made sure that her girlfriend understood just how much she was missed by fucking her in the bathroom shortly after the two of them were seated at their table. But now that the fun was over, Makoto quickly rushed her way to their seats to try and hide the fact that her womb was now filled with her girlfriend’s cum.

Unfortunately, she didn’t realize that Ann had discarded her skirt in the bathroom until her rear end met with the outer portion of the slightly cooled booth seat that she was in about half an hour ago. And when the realization came to her mind, Makoto immediately turned her head to look at her carefree girlfriend. Only to be met with a smile that said “Too late to do anything about it now.”

“A-Ann!” Makoto shouted in a hush, trying to not be heard or noticed by anyone around them. “Why would you throw away my skirt like that? What if we’re caught?! I’m in the aisle!”

“Don’t worry about it, Makoto. No one here will notice that you’re missing that adorable skirt you wore. I can promise that no one is looking this way.~” Ann couldn’t stop herself from giggling as she leaned a little bit closer to her girlfriend. She didn’t make it obvious what she was going to do, but the moment she got close enough, Ann quickly wrapped one of her arms around Makoto’s body while keeping the other rested on her girlfriend’s soft thigh. “Would it make you feel better if I can take your mind off of it?~”

Makoto didn’t get to say a word to respond to her girlfriend as Ann’s hand immediately slipped underneath her top and latched onto her bra-less breast underneath. The only thing to leave her mouth was a quiet and shaken moan that she quickly tried to cover up by bringing her hands to her mouth. Immediately, the sensitivity that she felt after just getting fucked in the bathroom was betraying her, leaving Makoto unable to fight Ann groping her in the middle of the open like this.

Even when Ann leaned her head in closer and caught Makoto in a heated and passionate kiss, she found herself unable to fight her lovely girlfriend. The only thing she could do was accept the pleasure and lust that began to bubble up inside of her once again, even if she didn’t want it. However, the moment that Ann pulled away from her lips, Makoto was met with that same carefree and loving smile that Ann always shot her way when the blonde knew she was doing something she shouldn’t. That same smile that almost always convinced Makoto to forgive her.

“Ann… You can’t… You can’t do this… Not here… P-Please…”

“You were fine with it in the bathroom. The only thing that stopped you from screaming was me keeping you quiet. So what’s wrong with me taking advantage of the--” Ann fell silent the moment she heard footsteps approaching them from behind. She immediately pulled her hand away from Makoto’s breast and bring it down to her thigh instead. “Fuck…”

“There you are. I had stopped by a little bit ago to see if you were ready to order but you two weren’t around. Is everything okay?” The waitress that had seated them made her way to their stable, standing right beside Makoto. She didn’t look down to see that the brunette wasn’t wearing any bottoms at the moment, focused on doing her job and getting the customers that were in her care fed.

“H-Huh? Oh yeah! Everything’s fine. We just had to go to the bathroom.” Makoto looked into the waitress’s eyes and smiled at her, trying her best to hide the blush that was quickly flushing to her cheeks. “Do you mind telling me what you serve for drinks? We haven’t had a chance to look at the menu yet…”

“Oh, of course! We’ve got…”

The woman’s voice almost immediately trailed off in Makoto’s mind when she felt both of Ann’s hands moving along her thighs. One of them didn’t hesitate to drift toward her panties, while the other snaked its way up her stomach. It was clear from the slow and cautious way that she moved that Ann was trying to be careful and not get them caught in this moment. But that didn’t seem to stop her in the slightest. Nor did it stop Makoto from nodding with each thing that the waitress said to her, despite the fact that not a single word actually registered in her mind right now.

On the other hand, Ann seemed more than able to keep her cool right now as she met the waitress’s gaze and didn’t give a single hint about what she was doing. Only the polite smile that was on her face as she slipped one of her hands into her girlfriend’s visible panties. And without missing a beat, Ann plunged two of her fingers into her lover’s freshly-fucked pussy, relishing in the way Makoto had to bite her lower lip to keep herself from making a sound. “We’ll both have some water to drink. As for the appetizer, can you give us a few more minutes?”

“Sure thing. I’ll be right back with your drinks.~”

The moment that their waitress walked off, Makoto quickly turned her head once again. This time to sternly ask Ann just what in the world was wrong with her. However, she was, once again, unable to get a word out of her mouth. Greeted with the feeling of her girlfriend’s soft lips connecting with her own, Makoto instantly lost the will to argue at this point. Not only did the pleasure that she felt from having Ann’s fingers buried in her cunt so soon after being fucked light her up inside, but the realization that she was allowing herself to get fingered like this in the middle of the open wasn’t lost on her.

After a moment of returning the affection that was thrust onto her, Makoto found herself carefully and cautiously opening her legs so that Ann had easier access to her pussy. Though, the now-soaked pair of panties that she was wearing didn’t come off. And she was thankful for that deep down when Ann adjusted her arm and those fingers suddenly pushed what felt like a few solid inches deeper into her cunt. In that moment, she was also thankful that the kiss they had shared trailed into yet another one, allowing her to not have to worry about her moans spreading into the restaurant around them.

In the heat of the moment, Ann was glad that no one was looking in their direction. She realized that they weren’t exactly hidden or hiding what they were doing. She was partially bent over Makoto with a hand caressing her stomach while the other was between her girlfriend’s legs right underneath the table. While one of the said girlfriend’s legs was sticking out in the aisle just a little bit and not even attempting to hide the fact that she no longer wore the skirt she walked in with.

Fortunately, she didn’t care if it was obvious what they were doing. She didn’t care if they got caught. Most importantly, Ann didn’t care about anything other than Makoto enjoying herself. And as her fingers continued to pump back and forth inside of the brunette’s pussy, it became all the more obvious just how much Makoto was enjoying this. Especially when Ann pulled herself away from her lover’s lips for a moment just to hear the moans that were rumbling in her throat. “That’s a good girl. I knew you’d love this if you let me give you that push.~”

“Now let you push you a little bit farther.~”

Makoto didn’t know what Ann was talking about for a moment, her lust-addled mind causing her to fail to notice the fact that Ann had closed her legs for a moment. Only realizing just what was happening a moment later when she felt that cool tingle of the air conditioning on her slick pussy. A sharp, excited breath filled Makoto when she realized that Ann had pulled her soaked panties down and was now holding them in her hand. “A-Ann!”

However, no matter what she could say in this moment, Makoto knew that it wouldn’t cause Ann to stop what she was doing. That perfectly wonderful smile that was on her girlfriend’s lips told the brunette that she wasn’t getting out of this, even if she genuinely wanted to. Fortunately, when her panties landed on the table and her lover’s hand made its way between her legs, Makoto didn’t feel like fighting. She didn’t feel like getting out of this situation. Especially when the excitement of knowing that she was now completely bottomless filled her heart.

At this point, Ann knew that she had to make things at least a little less conspicuous. She planted a deep and passionate kiss against Makoto’s lips as she brought the hand that rested against her stomach to the table, carefully pulling the panties off of them without making it obvious to anyone that might be able to see them from here. And she didn’t hesitate to scoot just a little bit further into the booth, pulling Makoto with her so her leg wasn’t in the aisle.

But once she did that, the agonizingly familiar sound of the waitress’s footsteps filled her ears once again. And she quickly pulled away from her lover and let out a heavy breath. But to keep Makoto from whining from the lack of pleasure coursing through her, Ann wrapped her arm around her girlfriend’s waist and rested her hand above her pussy, hiding the fact that she wasn’t wearing any panties. Fortunately, this allowed her to push her middle and ring finger deep into Makoto’s cunt. Deep enough to make Makoto moan as soon as the waitress stood next to their table.

“I-Is everything okay? I’m sorry it took me so long to get back to you. The other table I’m handling had a big order.”