Prompt: Sae's Fantasy (Persona) (Patreon)

Summary: After a long day at work, or rather a long week at work, Sae comes home and struggles to relax alone. Her body craves something her tired mind can't protest, and so she feeds the hunger inside. Includes: Masturbation.

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Sae felt her skin crawl. It was a feeling she was, unfortunately, getting used to. It was like a bug just under her skin, twitching, digging, making her itch as her toes curled in her shoes or her fingers scratched at… something. 

She was anxious, frustrated, and exhausted, but she did her damnedest to beat those feelings down into the pit from whence they came. She refused to be restrained by such… childish emotions. 

Sae was an adult. A grown woman. She didn’t get anxious, and she wouldn’t stomp her foot on the ground like a bratty child who demanded what they wanted without deserving it. As for her exhaustion… She was fine. 

Whatever life put her through, she would handle it, and she would get through it. She refused to be shackled or beaten. 

Of course, the truth was that Sae was exhausted. She was tired, beaten down, and desperate for some kind of respite. In the past, her home with her little sister used to be that, but lately things had just been so… frigid between them.

It wasn’t anything obvious. Makoto would smile at her and Sae would smile back, but their conversations were shallow and the two were distant at even the best of times. It didn’t help that so much of Sae’s time was taken by her job.

Things at work were at an all-time high level. She was getting ready, preparing herself and her co-workers for the search warrant to be issued. The final nail in the Phantom Thieves’ coffin. Once they were gone, their infection would wither and die and things would return to normal for Makoto and Sae. 

Yes. It was their fault, she told herself. Things were falling apart between the two sisters because of these Phantom Thieves. Sae knew it, deep in her heart. The young of Tokyo, the gullible and blind, they saw the thieves as heroes or champions, but Sae knew that they were criminals and she would bring them to justice.

Maybe after, she could finally have some time off with her sister… just them.

That would make all of this worth it. Every late night, every refilled mug of coffee, every condescending remark from her co-workers.

Her co-workers… Many of the men looked down on her, treating her like a machine that had been worn out and was ready to be thrown away. Most would think this would create a sense of comradery between Sae and the other women she worked alongside. 

But no. The women saw it as a dog eat dog situation, that if Sae left, they could climb another notch on the ladder. They hoped and prayed for her defeat, for her to be fired and tossed away, all while they smiled at her and lied to her face.

The courtroom was like a casino. So much seemed to depend on luck, but really it was those in charge who had all the power. It was the ones who made the rules who ruled, and with the snap of their fingers, the rules could change and those below them would suffer.

Sae would make it to the top. The Phantom Thieves would be her key, her stepping stone. Then everything would work out...Things would be better. She’d make her father proud. Once she was in charge, she would finally have won.

Still, even Sae needed rest. Some amount of sleep and food to keep her body going. So she dragged herself back home from her office, just to have a few hours of respite. It was late at night, the moon shining bright with the stars alongside it…

She opened the door and stepped inside, and she called out to her sister. “Makoto?” No response. “Makoto?” she repeated, and she sighed when there was still no answer.

Gone. Sae felt an inkling of annoyance and anger at that. Her sister had been acting so bizarre lately. Not just with the Phantom Thieves, but leaving the house so much. It would have been one thing if it was to study at school or work on extracurricular activities, but no. She knew her sister was spending time with other students.

Forming deals and relationships with future successful individuals was something Sae could understand, but from what she had seen, these students were nothing more than troublemakers. 

Makoto might have thought she could save them, but Sae doubted it. They were probably lost causes, and the heartache that they would inflict on Makoto would just be another mess for Sae to clean up.

Guilt mixed with annoyance as Sae bit her lower lip. She shook her head, ridding herself of both thoughts as she grabbed some leftovers from the fridge.

It didn’t take long for the voices to come back, of course. One was still angry at Makoto, the same one that pushed her to say some… regrettable things when her little sister brought up the Phantom Thieves. 

The other voice, the other side of her, chastised her. Makoto was a good woman. So much like their father. Determined, brave, kind, and stubborn. 

Of course, that sort of behavior was what got their father killed…

Makoto was a lot like Sae when she was her age, but perhaps that was the main difference between them. When their father died, Sae had to be the adult, she had to be both father and mother to little Makoto. 

The brunette had it easy, Sae sighed. She could afford to waste time with friends and pariahs, but she’d realize it sooner or later, that she could only rely on herself…

The food wasn’t anything spectacular. Some pasta Makoto had made for the two of them a few nights ago. Sae was a decent cook, but she always preferred Makoto’s dishes, especially when it was fresh and hot. Still, Sae ate without complaint as she turned on the TV. Just something to do so she wasn’t eating in silence. 

Her ruby lips immediately frowned as she saw Akechi’s smug face smiling back at her. He was talking about the Phantom Thieves, a rerun of an old interview. She rolled her eyes and turned the TV off with a sigh.

Her mind was cluttered with thoughts. Akechi, her sister, the Phantom Thieves, her own work. Everything swirled inside of her as she shook her head and tried to forget it all. Just a night of ignorant bliss would be nice...

A night of silence and tranquility… Something she hadn’t had in what felt like years. 

Sae finished her lukewarm dinner and cleaned the plate in the sink. She dragged herself to her bed as she began to realize just how exhausted she was. She had planned on taking out a fresh suit before a nice, warm shower, but her body was aching for the soft surface of her bed. 

She was so tired. Just a few minutes of rest. That’s all she needed…

The silver-haired woman collapsed onto her bed, not even bothering to pull the sheets onto her body. She felt a sigh pass over her lips as she laid there, some part of herself arguing and fighting against her exhaustion. 

Her mind was a paradox. Overwhelmed with the outside world, thinking about all the factors of her life, while still weighed down by pure, raw exhaustion and fatigue. It left her mind a dizzy mess of different voices and sounds, all bearing down on her tired soul.

Sae tried to quiet her mind, and she found her fingers absentmindedly moving. They rubbed at her belly, just over her clothes. Her eyes fell shut as her hands continued their ministrations, reveling in their smooth carasses. Another sigh escaped past her lips, but this was one of contentment.

Sae was always a bit of a tactile young woman. She liked using her hands, liked feeling things against her fingertips. She did well to hide it, but in her exhausted state, the sensation of her palm drawing circles on her belly was… nice.

She took a long, deep breath, before sighing again.

How long had it been since she felt another’s touch? Sae was never one to go out seeking men, especially when her more sexist co-workers pushed for her to, but when she was younger, she actually would go out with her male peers.

The students of her high school were nice, sweet boys. Or at least she went out with. It was a different time, she was a different person. She never had any strong feelings for the boys she dated, but they were nice. And they pretty much felt the same way, dating simply because it was a fun thing to do while in school. The boys were good to her, and she appreciated them, but after her father’s death…

Well, dating was the last thing on her mind. 

Still, it was still fun dating at the time, indulging a bit in the euphoric puppy-love that happens with most high school “romances”. There was one boy she even kissed and… went to second base with. 

Her memories replayed those events in her mind as she began to unbutton her blazer. She opened the jacket as her hand continued to gently massage and stroke her stomach.

Sae’s body began to move on autopilot. She felt herself beginning to lose control, memories of her past and fantasies she had long buried playing through her head. That was what controlled her, what guided her. 

Both of her hands were now roaming up to and over her chest. The black dress shirt she was wearing was keeping her hands from her skin, and she found herself… annoyed by that.. 

Her hands moved along her curvaceous frame. They slid up and down her body, gliding along her stomach before reaching her full, firm breasts.

She remembered that one young man she got particularly close to. Details were a tad fuzzy but she could recall that one make-out session where the two had gotten more intense than usual, his hands groping her breasts as he whispered in her ear.

“God, you’re beautiful…”

Sae had never thought of herself as beautiful before. She had never really cared how she looked, only trying to stay in shape and be presentable at work and school, but she had thoroughly enjoyed being called beautiful at the time.

It was an intoxicating experience. It left her heart racing as her hands continued to squeeze and play with her breasts, digging into them through the dark bra she wore under her clothes.

Things never went beyond that between her and any boy. When her father passed away, she closed herself off, distanced herself, but now ‘what-ifs’ and ‘what-could-have-beens’ were plaguing her mind, and she wondered what the touch of a man would have been like…

Her breasts were much bigger now. She caught others staring at them, admiring her body. She would press on, refusing to even give them the time of day as her hands continued to play with her body.

Sae’s sleepy body was a puppet to her own fantasies. She pulled her shirt off of her body and tossed it onto the ground, before she continued to play with herself. Her hands slipped under her bra to directly play with her breasts, and a moan spilled out of her lips.

Fuck, that felt good. It felt so good. Her fingers rubbed against her bra as her body wanted more, craved more, demanded more!

One of her hands moved down to her crotch, rubbing herself against her pants. Her thighs squeezed together, tightening around her hand as she felt her head rise off of the bed. She trembled where she laid, panting through her teeth. 

She held back a moan as her hands down, quickly unbuckling her belt and unzipping her pants. As soon as she could, she slipped her hand back down, and she gasped as she felt her fingers brush against her wet pussy.

Sae’s free hand slipped back under her bra, squeezing her breast and feeling her hard nipple press against her palm.

Her moans filled the room, but in a vain attempt to salvage some of her dignity, she tried to keep herself quiet. She tried to stifle the moans, but it was like trying to stop a flood with a single piece of wood. The moans flowed out of her, mixing with her gasps and her shallow breath.

She felt her fingers rub against her pussy, feeling her fingertips brush her clit. How long had it been since she touched herself like this, since she felt this good? Clearly way too long. She was panting, using her free hand to try and pull her bra off as her pussy lips coated her finger in her own juices.

Sae traced the lower lips of her pussy as her bra came off and tossed to the floor. She didn’t even bother to do the same to the lower half of her outfit. She just pushed her pants and thong down to her ankles and continued.

Her fingers slipped into her pussy, and her cunt squeezed them. Her fingers were rubbing against the walls, and she fought back tears as another moan escaped her mouth. Her other hand groped herself, pinching her tit as her other palm rubbed against her clit.

It all felt so good, and it all sent jolts of pleasure through her body, driving her mad with the heavenly bliss. 

She could feel the pressure building inside of her. She could feel it growing with every beat of her racing heart as her hips moved on their own. The silver-haired beauty rolled around, laying on her stomach as she began to hump her own hand.

The young woman had never seen a cock before in her life. Not in any real sense, nothing beyond medical books and a proper education. This extended to fake ones, as well. She had never seen a dildo or any kind of sex toy, but right now, she was imagining something similar beating away at her stress, pushing in and out of her.

That was three of her fingers, thrusting into her, and her hips moved in time to try and get the entire ‘shaft’ in her. She increased her pace, pounding her own pussy, only to come to a sudden stop as her toes began to curl.

She could have cum right there. She knew it, but she didn’t, because as good as cumming was, the build up and anticipation was almost as good. She wanted this moment to last.

Sae had been bombarded and beaten by the stress of her day to day life. Every thrust of her fingers, every hump of her hips, every moan caught in her mouth, it turned her on so damn much. She swore, she was going mad from it, but she didn’t even care.

She just wanted to enjoy it. The wet smack of her fingers inside of her, the sensation of twisting her nipples, imagining a featureless male playing with her body… She fucking loved it.

The bed groaned under her as she continued to fuck herself. She was panting as her bangs clung to her forehead and a thin film of sweat coated her body. It only seemed to arouse her further, leaving her barely able to muffle her own cries. She bit her ruby lip, tears forming in the corners of her eyes as her fingers quickened their face. 

She was getting close. So damn close. She felt her body losing control to the desire flowing through her veins. She flipped over again, and soon was once more laying on her back, staring at her white ceiling. 

She didn’t see any man she knew, she didn’t really see anyone. It was like pleasure itself had taken control of her, influencing her to just lose control… and she loved it. The stress of her life was broken with every jolt of pleasure, burned from the white-hot intensity blazing inside of her.

Her knuckles were pressing against her body as her nipples rubbed against the warm air around her. She smacked her lips and pushed her tongue out. She moaned loudly, no longer able to restrain herself as her tongue lewdly smacked at the empty air. 

Sae could feel it. She squeezed her eyes shut and came around her fingers, feeling four of her digits slam into her cunt as she popped. Her pussy juices coated her hand and stained the bed as Sae arched her back, lifting her ass off of the bed as a loud moan echoed through her room.

Her body convulsed, and her other hand practically crushed her tit in her hand. Her fingers dug into her firm titflesh, pressing down on her hard nipple as she cried out in pleasure. Ecstasy rocked through her body, before she fell limp, panting as she stared at her ceiling with blurry, tearful eyes. 

She wasn’t sad, or even embarrassed. Her cheeks were hot and tears fell down her face, but she actually felt some relief. She basked in the afterglow of sex with a smile on her lips, feeling her pussy quivering around her drenched fingers. 

For a moment, she was happy, and she tried to stretch that moment for seconds, and then minutes. 

Sadly, eventually she had to come back to reality. Her mind betrayed her as she remembered the Phantom Thieves. Her co-workers. Her strained bond with her sister.

Sae let out a sigh as the physical exertion she had just gone through hit her. She was tired and sweaty, panting for air as she closed her eyes. Her mind continued to focus on work, and what she had to do next.

There were few times in her life where she simply wished to black out. This was one of those moments. She sighed again as she reached out to her phone, clumsily dragging back to her. 

She set an alarm on it for the early morning tomorrow… or today? She wasn’t sure. All she knew was that her energy was depleted, and that her eyelids were growing heavier by the second.

As much as her mind demanded she go back to work, her body was too far gone, too depleted to even attempt to move off the bed. She didn’t bother brushing her teeth or changing into more appropriate sleeping wear. 

Sae Niijima just closed her eyes and kicked off the pants and thong pooled around her ankles before curling up naked on her bed, mustering up the strength to pull her covers over her. It wasn’t a pleasant sleep, but it wasn’t riddled with nightmares either, so she counted her blessings.

She ignored the busy buzzing of her mind, and eventually she drifted off. A sweet, peaceful oblivion from the cacophony of chaos her daily life had become.