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perfect! wear whatever you want buuuuut i might make you change later
[ … is Rin usually this quick to say thanks? He almost wonders if she’s still mad and this is some sort of 4D chess mind game move. ]
sure
i get what you mean
sucks enough being stuck here
but it’d suck even more if it was all new people all the time
so i guess it’s good you’ve stuck around
just be more careful from now on alright
sure
i get what you mean
sucks enough being stuck here
but it’d suck even more if it was all new people all the time
so i guess it’s good you’ve stuck around
just be more careful from now on alright
[ Her theories are sound. He would expect no less of her... Speaking of it openly, of course, makes him feel revolted at the idea of this place all over again.
But there is no point in dwelling on that or mentioning it. ]
It likely works to some extent. Many of the guests seem perfectly content to be here.
[ Although - ]
I've spoken to at least a few who aren't.
But there is no point in dwelling on that or mentioning it. ]
It likely works to some extent. Many of the guests seem perfectly content to be here.
[ Although - ]
I've spoken to at least a few who aren't.
[Brat. Rin decides to shift a bit so she can reach those huge, fluffy ears of his. Curling her lips in to blunt her teeth, Rin quickly catches that soft ear in her mouth for a mock-bite.
She's sure teaching him some basic magecraft that can be accomplished without a crest will keep him busy.]
She's sure teaching him some basic magecraft that can be accomplished without a crest will keep him busy.]
[The desperate need that washes over Fuuta and displays so clearly on his face gets to her. It sends a jolt of excitement down her spine that strikes hard at her core. Rin's own desire burns hot — the initial embers sparked earlier are stoked to a true flame as leans in to place a brief kiss against Fuuta's lips.
Once she pulls back her hand falls from his face and rests on his shoulder. A bit of pressure is placed on him as her blue eyes settle on that muddy green gaze of his. The haze that glazes over his eyes makes her blood run hot, and she feels an unfamiliar twitch in the muscles hidden by the cotton fabric that still holds her back.]
Can you use your mouth this time? I know I don't taste great, but... You look good when you look up. I want to see it.
[Something inside her yearns to fill him. To cover him in her scent and leave every last inch of him marked. She wants him dripping in her, stretched around her, leaking from her... Fuck, even just imagining it has her needing to restrain herself from pushing him down and burying herself inside him. What new noises will he make for her? She has to know.]
Once she pulls back her hand falls from his face and rests on his shoulder. A bit of pressure is placed on him as her blue eyes settle on that muddy green gaze of his. The haze that glazes over his eyes makes her blood run hot, and she feels an unfamiliar twitch in the muscles hidden by the cotton fabric that still holds her back.]
Can you use your mouth this time? I know I don't taste great, but... You look good when you look up. I want to see it.
[Something inside her yearns to fill him. To cover him in her scent and leave every last inch of him marked. She wants him dripping in her, stretched around her, leaking from her... Fuck, even just imagining it has her needing to restrain herself from pushing him down and burying herself inside him. What new noises will he make for her? She has to know.]
[ Rin has a dick. Why does Rin have a d -- it's this fucking game, isn't it. This game gave her a dick. So it doesn't count that it's so big. Bigger than him, probably, judging by the way the fabric of her underwear's stretched against it? Yeah, that doesn't mean anything at all, that the shape of her looks so ... daunting. -- not in a bad way! Just ...
-- whatever word he might have been searching for to cap off that sentence escapes from his mind when Rin's lips feather against his once more, and Fuuta has to blink little flickers of light out of his eyes. It's anticipation, he thinks, a heady sort of excitement that's making his legs weak, and he ends up sinking to his knees without much protest when that hand presses down at his shoulder. ]
Fine? Sure. S-since you asked properly ...
[ He's trying to answer as coolly as possible, but that's not very cool at all when he can feel his heart hammering away in his chest, his pulse almost echoing in his ears. And even if he scowls up at Rin, the furrow of his brow isn't enough to offset the furious blush to his cheeks -- and the way his visible eye widens when he tugs down the fabric of her panties and her erection springs free.
Embarrassingly, all he can do for a moment is stare in obvious awe, parted lips pursing just so he can swallow thickly. Then Fuuta closes his eye as he acts on instinct -- craning his head up and opening his mouth, the heat of his tongue dragging a short ways up the underside of her length before the warmth of his mouth encloses around the flushed tip. ]
-- whatever word he might have been searching for to cap off that sentence escapes from his mind when Rin's lips feather against his once more, and Fuuta has to blink little flickers of light out of his eyes. It's anticipation, he thinks, a heady sort of excitement that's making his legs weak, and he ends up sinking to his knees without much protest when that hand presses down at his shoulder. ]
Fine? Sure. S-since you asked properly ...
[ He's trying to answer as coolly as possible, but that's not very cool at all when he can feel his heart hammering away in his chest, his pulse almost echoing in his ears. And even if he scowls up at Rin, the furrow of his brow isn't enough to offset the furious blush to his cheeks -- and the way his visible eye widens when he tugs down the fabric of her panties and her erection springs free.
Embarrassingly, all he can do for a moment is stare in obvious awe, parted lips pursing just so he can swallow thickly. Then Fuuta closes his eye as he acts on instinct -- craning his head up and opening his mouth, the heat of his tongue dragging a short ways up the underside of her length before the warmth of his mouth encloses around the flushed tip. ]
[Relax, he says — if that ever got anyone to relax, she'd be surprised. However Tohsaka doesn't have much time to dwell on the nuances of her criticism. Instead she's distracted by the sting of his suckling as he endeavors to mark her. The slight bit of pain is exciting, but beyond that the mark thrills her even deeper. A temprorary claim. A brief reminder that for a moment she's wanted. Desired. Even if the moment will fade just as the mark does, it will at least stay with her long enough after the act for Rin to think back on it. Such a thing stokes the fire of her lust even hotter.]
I would... but that's because I'm pragmatic. If we're already this far, why stop? Even if we're doubling up on cards, the payout will still be worth it.
[The hitch in her breath when he nips at her breasts, the whimper he elicits when he sucks hard enough to leave behind a evidence he was there — she intends to pay him back for it. Letting Obikawa take the lead is dizzying. Exciting. It calls forth a part of her that likes the uncertainty and the risk. It brings forward a sense of release not having to over think her next move because she's in charge. Control and power have been something she's been struggling to maintain for so much of her life that finally not having to plot 5 steps ahead is freeing...
But her pride doesn't allow her to simply act like a limp fish. Even if she had threatened to do so. Instead she grabs his wrist. To pull away the hand teasing her slick cunt and bring it up to her face. The fingers he has buried insider her become enveloped by her lips. Rin's own tongue lapping away evidence of her arousal. But she doesn't stop there. Just to be a brat she bites down just enough to cause a bit of minor pain. Discomfort, if you will.]
I would... but that's because I'm pragmatic. If we're already this far, why stop? Even if we're doubling up on cards, the payout will still be worth it.
[The hitch in her breath when he nips at her breasts, the whimper he elicits when he sucks hard enough to leave behind a evidence he was there — she intends to pay him back for it. Letting Obikawa take the lead is dizzying. Exciting. It calls forth a part of her that likes the uncertainty and the risk. It brings forward a sense of release not having to over think her next move because she's in charge. Control and power have been something she's been struggling to maintain for so much of her life that finally not having to plot 5 steps ahead is freeing...
But her pride doesn't allow her to simply act like a limp fish. Even if she had threatened to do so. Instead she grabs his wrist. To pull away the hand teasing her slick cunt and bring it up to her face. The fingers he has buried insider her become enveloped by her lips. Rin's own tongue lapping away evidence of her arousal. But she doesn't stop there. Just to be a brat she bites down just enough to cause a bit of minor pain. Discomfort, if you will.]
[There's no move just yet to change their position. Now that she's taken the indulgence of leaning into the hug, it seems she might be a little reluctant to leave it. She doesn't mind if he presses somewhere sore or brushes against raw skin. A price she pays for losing. A price she pays for making him help her after he watched all that.]
Well, it's not like you can hug me all the way to washing this sweat off. In fact I bet if you pulled away now I'd have bits of your fur clinging to me like lint on a dress shirt.
[A small smile tugs at her lips. She's thankful to have him. Not just his expertise, but his comfort. Hell, even his way of handling things. Too much concern would probably make her feel even more guilty.]
Well, it's not like you can hug me all the way to washing this sweat off. In fact I bet if you pulled away now I'd have bits of your fur clinging to me like lint on a dress shirt.
[A small smile tugs at her lips. She's thankful to have him. Not just his expertise, but his comfort. Hell, even his way of handling things. Too much concern would probably make her feel even more guilty.]
[Oh, this is — it's so much different than the dildo she wore when masquerading as a man in Cloaca & Dagger. Actually being able to feel Narumi's body envelop her in tight heat has her sighing — a sound of relief that dissolves into a deep moan as she inches further inside him. Slowly his body gives way to her. Prepped thoroughly by his own hand, and made slick from the elements of the game. Something inside her comes to life; the idea that his tight hole was simply made perfect just for her.]
Hah, [she breathes out, her voice wavering] you really were ready for me, weren't you? Do you like it? Is it what you were wanting?
[Shifting her weight, she sinks further. Pressing deeper into him with the goal of coaxing Narumi flush against her hilt. Tohsaka can feel it: the urge to drive into him relentlessly. The hunger and the heat. She wants him molded to her shape and screaming her name, but Rin knows better. She'll have to ease him to it. Forcing herself to have patience is grating, but she tries reminding herself of what the reward will be...]
Hah, [she breathes out, her voice wavering] you really were ready for me, weren't you? Do you like it? Is it what you were wanting?
[Shifting her weight, she sinks further. Pressing deeper into him with the goal of coaxing Narumi flush against her hilt. Tohsaka can feel it: the urge to drive into him relentlessly. The hunger and the heat. She wants him molded to her shape and screaming her name, but Rin knows better. She'll have to ease him to it. Forcing herself to have patience is grating, but she tries reminding herself of what the reward will be...]
[He wishes for a moment that he had the kind of tall, ripped body where he could just lift her up and carry her where she needed to be. A wave of memory comes back of Rin being held up, splayed out, and he hates to admit he wouldn't mind doing that either. If he could do that for her, if he could provide anything she possibly could want-]
[-but he wasn't getting any taller. She might not even want him to get more buff. He mentally tries to clear away the swirling conflict.]
I washed up pretty good this morning! Can't help if I've got a few loose hairs now.
[One more snuggle before loosening his arms enough to lean back. One hand rests on her shoulder, prepared to adjust and help her move. The other idly combs through her hair where he was pressed. Sure, there's one or two short, cream hairs blended in with hers. It's not the sexiest way of marking someone but right now he'll take it.]
We'll get you rinsed off then handle the topical painkillers and junk.
[he shifts, holding out a hand expectantly, knowing he can't shoulder all of her weight but still determined to take as much of it as she'll let him.]
[-but he wasn't getting any taller. She might not even want him to get more buff. He mentally tries to clear away the swirling conflict.]
I washed up pretty good this morning! Can't help if I've got a few loose hairs now.
[One more snuggle before loosening his arms enough to lean back. One hand rests on her shoulder, prepared to adjust and help her move. The other idly combs through her hair where he was pressed. Sure, there's one or two short, cream hairs blended in with hers. It's not the sexiest way of marking someone but right now he'll take it.]
We'll get you rinsed off then handle the topical painkillers and junk.
[he shifts, holding out a hand expectantly, knowing he can't shoulder all of her weight but still determined to take as much of it as she'll let him.]
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