Fairy Dust

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/7658242.

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: F/F
Fandom: Love Live! School Idol Project
Relationship: Kousaka Honoka/Toujou Nozomi, Kousaka Honoka/Yazawa Nico,
Kousaka Honoka/Nishikino Maki, Kousaka Honoka/Sonoda Umi,
Kousaka Honoka/Minami Kotori, Koizumi Hanayo/Kousaka Honoka,
Hoshizora Rin/Kousaka Honoka, Ayase Eli/Kousaka Honoka, Kousaka
Honoka/Everyone
Character: Kousaka Honoka, Minami Kotori, Sonoda Umi, Hoshizora Rin, Nishikino
Maki, Ayase Eli, Toujou Nozomi, Koizumi Hanayo, Yazawa Nico
Additional Tags: Honoka x Everyone, Polyamory, Happy Birthday Honoka 2016
Collections: Sports Anime Shipping Olympics 2016
Stats: Published: 2016-08-02 Words: 746

Fairy Dust
by Ethereally

Summary

Kotori tastes like sugar, her kisses soft and fairy-light. Kissing her feels like eating cotton
candy at a carnival, and Honoka’s lips tingle as she pulls away.

Honoka supposes she shouldn’t be too surprised when kissing Umi proves to be a different
experience altogether.

(Honoka kisses all of Muse, and all of them absolutely adore her.)

Kotori tastes like sugar, her kisses soft and fairy-light. Kissing her feels like eating cotton candy at
a carnival, and Honoka’s lips tingle as she pulls away, savouring the magic, like pixies’ footsteps
on her skin. Kotori smiles as she leans in to ruffle Honoka’s hair. She brushes her fingers against
her captain’s lips, giving her a small wink before turning away. “Just a good-luck wish before our
first show,” she says, just loudly enough so that Honoka can hear.

Honoka supposes she shouldn’t be too surprised when kissing Umi proves to be a different
experience altogether. Umi squeezes her eyes shut as she leans in, and Honoka can hear the
thumping of her chest, the beating of her heart; she can’t blame Umi for being nervous, not when
they have a school festival to perform at in ten minutes. Their fingers lace into each other’s and
Umi eases up, grip on Honoka relaxing slightly, closing the distance between them. Now she is less
nervous, Umi tastes like blueberries and sea salt. Honoka decides she also likes it.

Hanayo, meanwhile, takes Honoka by surprise. It happens one day after practice, as Honoka is
closing up the clubroom so they can all go home. The other girls file out one by one—Nozomi and
Eli first, then Kotori and Umi, then Nico and Rin giggling as they drag Maki out for fun. Hanayo’s
face is flushed when she walks up to the doorway, and she mutters a quick apology before crushing
her lips against Honoka’s. She feels like milk and honey, a tentative, shy hug.

Rin meanwhile is fireworks and starlight, bright as the comet painting the midnight sky. Salt water
washes between Honoka’s toes as they kiss in the shallow water, far from the peering eyes of their
other friends. They probably know this is happening, but Rin is too shy to admit it to them; Honoka
hopes that if words cannot instill confidence in Rin, perhaps marks of affirmation will. They return
to the rest of Muse with bite marks and hickeys covering their necks. Maki shoots them a knowing
look.

She too has her turn with Honoka the next night out, and her kisses are soft and elegant like the
music she plays. Maki moves with a certain musicality that Honoka thinks is beautiful, wraps
around Honoka like the tune of a favorite song. She moans out a soft soprano when Honoka trails
her fingers down the small of her back, and Honoka smiles into the kiss. After all, what is the job
of an idol if not to entertain?

Nico, idol expert Number One, would know. Every kiss is a challenge and every movement is a
tussle when she pushes Honoka against the wall of the clubroom, pressing her lips against
Honoka’s chin and neck and collarbone. Her pink lipgloss leaves marks on Honoka’s skin as she
traces against it lightly, soft actions a sharp contrast with her scathing words. Occasionally, Honoka
quips back in return. Most of the time she just smiles.

Nozomi kisses Honoka backstage, out of joy, right after they’ve performed against A-Rise. One
moment, they’re panting and gasping and praying they’ll win, and Nozomi has laced her hands in
Honoka’s hair the very next, collapsing her flower crown and sending it crashing to the floor.
Kissing Nozomi is like bathing in the soft rays of the moon. The other girls cheer and clap their
hands when they pull away, Nozomi giggling and Honoka flushing bright red with surprise. She
turns around to see Eli, Nozomi’s primary partner, watching on. Eli just laughs.

Honoka doesn’t know why she’s surprised, then, when Eli grabs her and presses her mouth against
hers onstage after nationals, in front of all of Tokyo Dome. “To show the world we love you,” Eli
says, raising her arm alongside Honoka’s as they pull away, whirling around to face a cheering
crowd. Each and every member of the audience is chanting her name, chanting their names, and
Honoka can’t help but swell up with pride.

This is her house, a home which she built with her own hands: this is the root of her joy and the
source of her strength. She crafted this temple, brick by brick. The curtain falls upon them and
Muse huddle together as one. Honoka pumps her fist into the air.

Kotori grabs her by the waist, and Nozomi tackles her to the ground. Together, all her girlfriends
shower her with kisses.

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