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I'm Always Touched By Your Presence, Dear	By : amnimal Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > General Views: 2084 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Touch Detective, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-I'm Always Touched By Your Presence, Dear
- 1
Chloe shifted position slightly. She and Mackenzie had been crouching behind these bushes for a half hour now, and she was starting to get very sore. She peered out intently at the trap they had set.
“Do you think we'll catch anyone?” she whispered, excitedly.
Mackenzie looked at her. 'You were so certain we would, before...' she thought. Then, she said aloud: “If we're lucky.”
A couple of days ago, Penelope reported that someone had stolen some bananas from her. A few quick questions around town revealed to Mackenzie that this wasn't an isolated incident. Chloe caught wind of it, the way she often did, and now here they were, sitting in some bushes, watching a suspicious cage dangle precariously over a plate with a banana on it. A crescent moon shone overhead.
“Oh, who am I kidding? Of course we will! I came up with this plan, after all! Ha ha ha!” laughed Chloe, taking some binoculars out of her purse to get a better look.
'You don't need those.' thought Mackenzie. 'The trap's only a few feet away.'
Chloe put the binoculars up to her eyes and peered out.
Mackenzie stared at her. 'She's holding them upside down.' she thought.
“...”
'Should I tell her she's holding them upside down?'
“...”
'No. She'll probably notice soon.'
Mackenzie waited. Chloe did not notice.
She sighed. “Chloe-”
“Graaah!” shouted Chloe angrily, tossing aside the binoculars. Mackenzie jumped in surprise. “Who designed these things?!” she demanded, rubbing the bridge of her nose. “Who would put the focusing knob on the bottom so it cuts into your nose?! Who would do that, huh?!”
“... They didn't, you were just holding them upside down.”
Chloe looked down at the binoculars, alarmed. She picked them up and looked them over carefully. “Oh, well I, I meant to do that, of course!” she said, quickly putting them back up to her eyes, the correct way. “Qu-quit interfering with my investigation!”
“...” 'Interfering? You're the one who made me come out here...'
They sat and waited a little longer for the banana thief to showed up. Chloe eventually caved in and sat down; Mackenzie realized she had been trying to avoid getting grass stains on her clothes. Mackenzie knelt, herself.
More time passed. Boredom had been flowing into Mackenzie at a steady rate for this entire stakeout, and her hands were feeling idle.
Absently, she pinched her thumb and forefinger around a blade of grass. She rubbed it between her fingers for a moment, then ran her thumb along the edge.
Satisfied, she took out her Touch List and jotted her findings down.
Blade of Grass: Thin and wavy, with a sinewy texture. The edge is sharp, ow!
Just as she finished the entry, Chloe snatched the book away from her.
“What are you always writing in this thing, anyway?” she asked mischievously.
“Hey!” said Mackenzie, shocked. She could tell Chloe was bored too.
“You're keeping clues from me, aren't you?” asked Chloe, flipping through the pages, dodging as Mackenzie reached for it. “I'm shocked, Mack! I thought we were supposed to be partners!”
'That's funny, I thought you said we were rivals.' Mackenzie thought in reply. She reached for the book again and again, but Chloe was surprisingly quick.
“Pillow: Soft and squishy, but keeps the neck supported.” read Chloe. “Cantaloupe: Hard, with lots of holes and ridges. Feels funny! Makes a nice sound when you knock on it.” She looked at Mackenzie. “Oh, you write about stuff you touch? That's unusual.”
Mackenzie looked mad. 'I'm not the unusual one!' her mind steamed. She tried a lunging grab and missed, knocking Chloe onto her back and ending up on top of her.
“Let's see what else we've got here!” taunted Chloe, turning a page. “Railing, Ice Cubes, Funghi, Teddy Bear, My Vagin-”
She immediately stopped talking. Her eyes widened and her face turned red.
Not nearly as red as Mackenzie's, though. 'Oh no.' she thought. 'She had to find THAT page...'
She recovered quickly though, reaching for the book again. Chloe dodged, shoved Mackenzie off her, then quickly stood up and turned around, eyes glued to the pages.
“M... My Vagina.” she read nervously. She sounded terrified, but Mackenzie knew her curiosity would compel her to read on. “L-lips are warm and tender. M-makes me feel t-tingly! Then there was a b-big rush! I like it a lot! T-t-too scared to touch inside though!”
Mackenzie stood and finally succeeded in taking the book away from her, but it was too late. The most embarrassing bit had already revealed itself.
Chloe looked at Mackenzie. She had an implacable look on her face, one of nervous awe. “You... you p... you played with...” she said, “...With it?”
Mackenzie's cheeks burned. “Only once.” she said.
Chloe gulped, but then turned away and looked cocky. “O-oh! Well, welcome to the club. I've done it twice! Ha ha!”
'I'd say that was too much information if I actually believed you.' thought Mackenzie. “Really? What did you think?”
Chloe was taken aback by the question. She took a moment to consider her answer. “Well, if I had to put it into words, I would say it was tingly, and also that there was a rush.” She nodded. “Mm hmm.”
“...” 'Nope, she definitely didn't.'
The two girls went back to watching the trap. Silence resumed between them, although it was much more awkward than before. Chloe had something else she wanted to say, and Mackenzie could practically hear its clomping footsteps as it danced on the girl's tongue.
After a while, she finally blurted out: “Hey Mack, remember what we were talking about before?”
“Yes.” said Mackenzie.
“You know, how you played with yourself?”
“...Yes, I remember.” replied Mackenzie impatiently.
Chloe took on her usual authoritative air. “Well, I was thinking about it, and I have an idea.”
Mackenzie immediately stood up and started walking away.
“Hey, wait!” said Chloe. Mackenzie stopped. “Don't leave, you'll want to hear this, it concerns your very life!”
Mackenzie turned around. 'My life? What on earth is she talking about?'
“You see, playing with yourself... it's a delicate art. If you do it wrong, it can be very harmful, even fatal!” said Chloe knowledgeably. “Fortunately, I'm an expert in these things. I think you'd better tell me exactly what you did, so I can make sure you're not in any danger.”
Mackenzie shook her head. 'Why can't she just admit she doesn't know how?' “I don't think so, Chloe.”
“Huh? Why not?” she asked sternly. “Aren't you concerned? I know I am.”
The detective found an excuse. “It's... too hard to explain.”
“Oh? Is that right?” asked Chloe. She considered this for a moment, then made a decision. “That's okay, Mack! You can just SHOW me!”
Mackenzie gasped. She put her hands up to her mouth. “Sh... show you?”
“Absolutely!”
“Chloe, I'm...” The blonde turned red again. “I'm not going to get naked in front of you.”
“Shy, huh? I understand.” said Chloe. “You are just a kid after all.”
'We're the same age.' Chloe stood up, and crooked her thumbs under the waist of her shorts. Mackenzie jumped back. 'What in the world is she doing now?!'
Chloe began slipping her shorts and panties down her legs in one fell swoop. “You don't have to do it to yourself, you can just demonstrate on me!” she volunteered.
“W... wait, hold on!” Mackenzie stammered, as Chloe's boots, then lower garments, were kicked off and aside. She looked away in self defense as her friend sat down, leaning her back against a tree trunk and spreading her legs.
“Well, I'm ready if you are!” said Chloe. Mackenzie reluctantly turned her eyes to the girl. She was naked from the waist down, the bottom of her long, black coat separating her butt from the grass. Between her thighs was the mound of her pussy, neatly divided by her pristine slit.
Mackenzie felt herself getting redder and redder. She'd never seen one other than her own before. 'It... doesn't look that different.'
“Come on, Mack! Any day now!” Chloe prompted.
The blonde looked at her friend's face, then sighed. 'I guess I don't have a choice...' Slowly, she knelt down between Chloe's legs.
Up close, Chloe's labia looked incredibly soft and pillowy. It was more pronounced than Mackenzie's own. Tiny goosebumps formed on it from the cool night air.
'I'd better warm her up, I guess.' thought Mackenzie. She lifted her pointer finger, let it hang for a moment, then nervously inched it forward.
Slowly, she pushed it against Chloe's right lip.
Chloe laughed. “Aha!” she giggled. “It tickles!”
Mackenzie watched, and felt, as her finger sank into the pale, plush flesh. 'So smooth and soft... I'd better write this down.'
She took her hand away, then extracted her touch list once again.
“H-hey!” said Chloe nervously, as Mackenzie started jotting down her observations. “You're not putting ME in there, are you?!”
“Why not?” asked Mackenzie. She set the book and pen aside and returned to Chloe's box. “Okay, so, the first thing you do-”
Chloe interrupted. “You mean the first thing YOU do. I already know how.”
Mackenzie sighed, and continued. “-The first thing I did was sort of tease the outside.”
She reached her hand forward again, gliding her fingertips delicately across her friend's lips. Chloe let out another ticklish giggle.
Mackenzie ran a finger from the bottom of Chloe's slit to the top, then gently traced two of them down the outside of her labia.
Chloe didn't laugh this time. The teasing sent a chill down her spine, and forced an utterance of pleasure. “Ah...”
With her thumb on one side of Chloe's snatch and her fingers on the other, Mackenzie proceeded to gently pinch her lips together.
“Oh!”
“Then I kind of went inside a little.” explained Mackenzie. She slid her pointer and middle finger into Chloe's slit, then slowly pried her open.
She decided to lean in closer for a better view. Chloe was showing early signs of arousal, her clitoris was stiffening and her inner folds already gleamed slightly with her juices.
Mackenzie had analyzed herself in the mirror at home, but she had never been able to see things this closely before. She could clearly parse the details of Chloe's clit, her urethra, and her pink, tender hole.
“King Midas has donkey ears.” she muttered at it.
“Did you say something?” asked Chloe.
“No, nothing.” 'Ah, that feels better.'
Keeping Chloe's lips parted with one hand, Mackenzie moved her other one in to play. “Next, I just poked around... like this.” She indiscriminately ran her probing fingers all over Chloe's most private area, prodding and sliding them anywhere in sight.
Logic would dictate that someone would would start getting louder as her pussy was toyed with, but with Chloe, the opposite seemed to be taking place. The occasional tiny moan escaped her squirming body, but that was it. Her usual cocky banter had all but ceased.
Mackenzie was flabbergasted. 'I think this is the first time in my life I've seen her make an effort to be quiet.'
Finally, she burbled out a nervous: “M... Mack...?”
“Yeah?”
Her voice was a whisper. “It... It feels good...”
“Um, yeah, it probably does.” said Mackenzie, not slowing down. “I thought you've done this before?”
“Oh, y-yeah! Sure!” said Chloe quickly. “I was j-just testing you! Ahn!”
Mackenzie circled Chloe's entrance, then traced her finger along the edge of her little hymen.
“Eek!” jumped Chloe. “H-hey, be careful with that!”
Mackenzie moved on, caressing Chloe's pussy from top to bottom in steady, even strokes. “OH!”
“After a while, I started to rub.” narrated Mackenzie.
Chloe moaned and whimpered openly now, Mackenzie's touch melting some of her reservations. “Ahh, ahhhnn... Nnnn!”
“Am I doing it right?” asked Mackenzie dryly.
The question brought Chloe back to Earth. She tried to compose herself. “S... so far.”
“That's good.” 'They don't call me the Touch Detective for nothing.'
Chloe sat up a little straighter. “Then, nnn, what did you do?” she asked, hoping to move on.
“Well, then I found the part that felt the best.” said Mackenzie. She stopped her rubbing, and pointed at Chloe's love button. “Right here.”
Chloe looked down and scrutinized it. “Oh yeah, I knew that.” she said thoughtfully. She looked at it a long time. “You're right, that is definitely the best part.”
'Glad to hear it from the expert.'
Chloe looked hesitant. “So, next you just touched it. Is that correct?”
“Uh, sure.” said Mackenzie. “But-”
Her explanation was cut short by Chloe enthusiastically ramming her raw thumb against the virgin bundle of nerves with all her might. Mackenzie jumped in surprise.
Chloe yanked her hand away like she'd just placed it on a hot stove. “Aowww!”
“...” Mackenzie tried not to laugh. “Are you okay?”
“Aowww! Wowww, that felt awesome!” said Chloe, covering for herself.
'...She's fine.' Mackenzie decided to continue with her explanation. “I touched it slightly, but it was really sensitive, so I touched around it instead.”
“Around it?” asked Chloe.
“I'll show you.” said Mackenzie. She knelt between Chloe's legs again.
Her hand was still slippery from playing with Chloe earlier, providing them both with some lubrication as she began her work. She spread her pointer and middle finger on either side of Chloe's pink nub, rubbing the skin around it gently.
“Mmm!” gasped Chloe, closing her eyes. She gave a girlish sigh. “Ah, that feels much better... Ahhmm...”
Mackenzie daintily lifted the pointer finger up, and began to circle the clit with her middle finger.
Chloe threw her head back. “AH! OHHH!”
'Be quiet, this is a stakeout.' thought Mackenzie. She pinched Chloe's lips closed around it and squeezed gently, feeling the little lump between the two cushions like the pea under the princess's mattress.
“OH! OH WOW!” gasped Chloe. She surprised them both by throwing her arms around Mackenzie's neck. Mackenzie continued squeezing her in this way, putting on pressure and releasing it in a steady pulse. “Oh my gosh, Mack! That feels really good! Aaahh!”
Mackenzie would have known this without being told, though, based on how wet Chloe was getting. The girl's juices were flowing hardily, dripping onto her coat and drenching Mackenzie's hand.
“Okay, I think you're ready.” said Mackenzie.
“Ready?” breathed Chloe.
Mackenzie grazed Chloe's swollen, hungry clit with her lubricated finger.
“O-oHHHH!?” moaned Chloe. It was phrased as a question. Mackenzie touched it again, from the opposite direction, using the same light, tantalizing touch. “It... it feels better this time, Mack... OH! Still so powerful, but... not so rough.”
Mackenzie lowered her finger and moved it again, this time letting it bump up against the super sleuth's clit, gently but firmly.
Chloe's hips gave a single involuntary buck. She was forced to repeat her last three words again, this time in a whimpering, almost pleading whisper. She held Mackenzie a little tighter. “...Not so rough.”
“Huh? Surely you can take this.” said Mackenzie, pushing a little harder. “I mean, I could...” 'Mwahaha...'
“AHHN!” moaned Chloe, even as her ego was bruised. “Uhh, uh sure, of course I can. This is nothing, I can't even feel it! Ha ha!”
Mackenzie took this as encouragement to get rougher. She rested her finger on top of it, and began to sweep over it in tiny circles. “Oh, that's good to know.”
Chloe's moans became cacophonous, eventually growing to rapturous screams as her rival continued. Mackenzie kept twirling her finger, occasionally alternating directions to change things up, increasing the pressure as time went on.
“How about this?” she eventually asked. “Is this too much?”
Chloe was thrusting her slender hips wildly now, making it harder for Mackenzie to keep a hand on her. But someone with Mackenzie's skills at touching wouldn't be shaken off so easily.
“No! It's! It's!” cried Chloe, cheeks flushed. She seemed to be having difficulty speaking from the pleasure. “More! More, Mack! I can- AAAH! I can take it!”
Mackenzie lifted her finger up, then rapped it down sharply on the battered bulb.
Chloe's eyes widened. Her hips fell back to earth and her back arched. She screamed, the sound a mix of distress and bliss.
Mackenzie did it again. And again. Eventually, she got a swift rhythm going. Chloe felt her mind go blank as the sensitive organ was hammered, each love tap firing a confetti of conflicting feelings into her young brain. Distantly, she realized she was holding Mackenzie very close, clutching the blonde girl to her body as though she was a rock keeping her from being swept away in the rapids of sexual delusion.
“Mack.” she muttered hazily. She was too lost in ecstasy to feel the tears on her cheeks. “S-stop, I... Something feels weird... I don't...” She didn't have the strength, the mental facilities, to pretend anymore.
“It's okay.” reassured Mackenzie. “It happened to me too, you'll like it. I'm right here.”
She picked up the pace, kicking into high gear. Chloe howled and rested her head on Mackenzie's shoulder. “OHHH! It... Something's happening! Mack! Oh god, MACK!”
Then, she came. One final shout blasted out of her, a sustained, disoriented note of pure euphoria. Mackenzie felt the girl's every muscle tense as orgasm seized her, her hands unthinkingly grabbing fistfuls of the back of Mackenzie's dress.
Slowly, Chloe relaxed, and her scream faded into absolute silence.
She sat for a little while, head resting on Mackenzie's shoulder, partially savoring the moment, partially too tired to budge.
“Wow.” she said softly.
Mackenzie waited for a little while, before saying; “...So, I did it right, then?”
Chloe recovered. She quickly cleared her throat, and pushed Mackenzie away. “Y-yeah.” she said, standing up, cheeks still pink. “I mean, it wasn't QUITE as good as when I did it, but I don't think you're in any serious danger.”
“...”
Chloe found her panties and shorts, and pulled them on. While lacing her boots, she remarked: “I don't know about you, but I'm kind of hungry after all that! Wanna go eat something?”
'Did she just forget about the thief?' “Um, no.”
The brunette turned and looked at the bait they'd set up. “Hey, look! Some moron left a banana out here! Dibs!” She jumped out of the bushes and ran at it.
“Er, wait-” started Mackenzie, but it was too late. Chloe grabbed the banana, saw the wire it was tied to, then looked up. The cage fell on her, trapping her.
“Aaah!” she shouted. “What is this?”
'Yes... she definitely forgot.'
“M-Mack, what's going on?!”
“We set this trap for the banana thief...”
“Whose dumb idea was that?!”
“... Yours...”
“W-well get me out!”
Mackenzie tugged on the rope as hard as she could. “It's no good.” she said. 'It took both of us to get it up there...'
Chloe looked nervous. “So what can we do?”
Mackenzie sighed and turned around. “I guess I'll go get help...”
“H-hey, wait a minute!” protested Chloe. “You can't just leave me out here with that criminal still on the prowl!”
'What's he going to do to you? Are you a banana?' “...I think you'll be fine. Be right back.”
“W... Wait! I mean it! Don't abandon me, Mack!” shouted Chloe. Mackenzie turned around.
Mackenzie looked into her eyes. When she spoke, her voice was measured, reassuring, and calm. “Chloe, you'll be fine.” she repeated.
As she looked into the detective's shadowed eyes, Chloe felt a sense of warmth, of peace, spread throughout her young body.
“O... Okay.” she said. “Just... just be quick, okay?”
THE END

A/N: I was disappointed to find no Touch Detective fics so I went for it. :) I am not usually into loli characters but I fell in love with this game and its cast, especially Mackenzie with her deadpan sense of humor. I really liked the sort of antagonistic friendship she has with Chloe as well, every time these two were on the screen together they made me laugh. I am playing the second game right now and liking it even more so far, maybe when I'm done a second chapter will be in order?
Please write me a review, positive or negative! Thank you, hope you liked the story!
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