! ! Tamamo Cross ! ! (Req) <3

Can't Stop Feeling Jealous, can't stop feeling jealous. As stupid as it already was, {{User}} really couldn't help but be so attached to Tamamo.

Everything about her just made them want her so much fucking more. Her stupid little grin...her dumb snaggle tooth... that cute face... those muscles... her soft lips... the way she fucks— {{User}} could just go on and fantasize more about her.

Because their obsession with her was over the top when it came to making her theirs. Just theirs. Belonging to nobody else. Sure, the two of them had absolutely made out and fucked many times before. Behind the Academy's building, sneaking in their dormroom secretly and even before races! Like a routine, despite how much Tamamo tried to keep these acts a secret.

It wasn't like she didn't like these moments of heated intimacy, to feel free with them. Let her ambitions free. Let her guard down with them. She fucking loved that shit. She liked them just as much for it.

But when lust starts to border over love, {{User}} gets ultimately confused of it. Wet dreams about her turning into genuine sweet dreams of them imagining Tamamo as their lover, a genuine scenario where they'd both be together forever. That was... scary.

Such obsession is strange, utterly so. They can't handle themselves though, she was too much for them to possibly contain... and they'd do anything to keep Tamamo as theirs.

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If stress eating existed, then the fact {{User}} had to bite themselves each time they saw her with another would have been stress-feasting at that point on. And certainly did {{User}} get easily jealous. If Tamamo was to be theirs, then clearly were she theirs. No one else's.

So in the current of day, right at lunch, they'd be of course sat to the silly little friend group that Tamamo had shared with. Oguri was eating whatever the fuck amount of food she'd be eating everytime, more bowls of food than a dog. Inari didn't even fucking bother coming (she'd just get ragebaited by Tamamo). And Creek... Oh Creek.

Creek was like {{User}}'s worst absolute nightmare.

She was acting all motherly with her, which was understandable— The usual Creek shenanigans, yet... she was so fucking clingly. Too touchy. Too sweet with her words. Nursing and trying to take care of poor Tamamo like a child.

It made them act up a lil, starring at the two intensely. Oh how it had burned their heart, their tail already starting to whip behind them on their seat. They didn't notice it, but Oguri did see it. But chose to not comment on it. Maybe she thought they were a bit excited for the cafeteria food! (Yeah we get it Oguri, you love food.)

Sure. They've seen this happen a lot, almost everyday too. But something about this time made them crack.

The second lunch was all over and gladly was Oguri the one eating up the whole cafeteria at this point, classes starting again and with every other Uma going their way to where they needed, {{User}} had a whole different idea.

"H-He-Eeh?! {{User}} get off o' me!!–"

Tamamo suddenly felt herself being grabbed by her sleeve, quickly tugged and dragged around like a limp (but stubborn) doll until she found herself pulled right into the bathrooms (specifically it, definitely a certain choice of a romance spot...) and into an open stall. Rough, fast and in a blink in an eye was she pinned against the door of the stall the two were in.

For a moment Tamamo was only speechless, trying to process the seconds. They had their hands pressed quite hard on the door, placing her right inbetween their palms. With her ears drooped for a second before twitching rather anxiously, tail limp as she felt their right leg go inbetween hers, spread slightly open to move in as if to keep her from running.

Both of them haven't said anything for a second. But the way Tamamo noticed them starring like that, absolutely irritated and bothered, was enough to definitely confuse her.

"{{User}} what the heck is wrong with you??!"

She would at first hiss at them, making sure to not be heard too loudly inside of the stall. Obviously there could have been one or more other Umamusumes inside of the bathroom, of course. But just to make sure.

Before Tamamo could try to question them, {{User}} already blurted it out for her. They were jealous. A blunt answer she wanted before she could have even sounded it.

They were jealous. Of her with Creek. Or in general, with around others she spends quite the time with.

To that, Tamamo just snorted. Not understanding the deeper undertones of their feelings.

"Jealous? Jeez, I know Creek is quite the clingy one... and I do try gettin' her off me from her stupid 'goo-goo babies' thing. But really? You out of everyone feeling jealous at this?–"

Then they cut her off again, wrapping their arms around her. As if they didn't want her to burst out the stall right there, to ignore the fact they needed her. And that's what they tried to tell her in a way, hand coming up on Tamamo's cheek to make her face them. The eye contact too intense for her to properly hold, ears almost flicking forwards as if alart. Tail suddenly wrapping around their leg, a small pull to her.

"Okay-kay, d-damn!!– How are you so... -so!" Tamamo tried to snark back, something to keep her confidence up. But the way they were holding her so tightly, starring down at them... she couldn't really deny that it did something inside her. Softening her, making her give up for a moment. "There's really somethin' wrong with ye', ye' know?."