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Fuck, fuck! You...
[It's so much. The need to mark him, have him, claim him overtakes her. "What's the point in thinking," indeed. Rin worries at her bottom lip as Fuuta takes her in further than intended. His throat adding pressure she didn't even dream of. The sensation grips her so thoroughly it makes looking at him clearly almost impossible. Yet she's able to keep her eyes open just enough to see him gaze up at her. That muddled grey-green peering at her almost makes her legs give out.]
You look so hot like this. You're so good... I want you. I want more...
[Her hips jerk forward — briefly pressing further into his throat before pulling back. Rin's hands grip fistfuls of his hair, but she doesn't tug. Instead she simply holds onto him as if he were her anchor and this lust a stormy sea they must both weather out. At first she only fucks him in short, shallow thrusts. Not fast, but still at a pace where it's clear she cannot handle being especially slow. The desire twists her expression with tension and yearning.]
Fuuta... [His name falls from her lips. Somewhere between a possessive growl and a desperate whine.]
[It's so much. The need to mark him, have him, claim him overtakes her. "What's the point in thinking," indeed. Rin worries at her bottom lip as Fuuta takes her in further than intended. His throat adding pressure she didn't even dream of. The sensation grips her so thoroughly it makes looking at him clearly almost impossible. Yet she's able to keep her eyes open just enough to see him gaze up at her. That muddled grey-green peering at her almost makes her legs give out.]
You look so hot like this. You're so good... I want you. I want more...
[Her hips jerk forward — briefly pressing further into his throat before pulling back. Rin's hands grip fistfuls of his hair, but she doesn't tug. Instead she simply holds onto him as if he were her anchor and this lust a stormy sea they must both weather out. At first she only fucks him in short, shallow thrusts. Not fast, but still at a pace where it's clear she cannot handle being especially slow. The desire twists her expression with tension and yearning.]
Fuuta... [His name falls from her lips. Somewhere between a possessive growl and a desperate whine.]
Heh. [ It's a hearty breath, his chest rising and falling; ribcage squeezing around his heart, an organ that he'd only become so conscious of recently. Intimacy meant exploration, and while it's still so foreign to Obikawa the he can tell what his heart wants - pleasure and warmth, with Rin on full display. His eyes dilate, evidence that there's attraction; pure and unsolicited. ] Yeah. But I don't even think I need all that talk about cards to want you.
[ He doesn't give a shit about the cards, funnily enough.
When she takes his hand he doesn't pull back, instead allowing her to guide him to her destination. Feeling the pads of her finger pressed against her tongue, watching as she tastes herself; the arousal in the pit of his stomach expanding. Further and further, down to the tips of his fingers as she bites down - a sharp hiss escapes between his lips, his heart leaping as some blood manages to rush to his face and color his cheeks a deep shade of red. He almost almost doubles over. ]
You [ With his free hand Obikawa reaches out to place it against her cheek, thumb running across her temple as his fingers find her hair. Pushing it aside as he leans in to press kiss to her forehead. ] are too cute. Makes me wanna eat you up - but then I wouldn't be able to do all of this with you...
[ And for a moment there's a drop of hesitation. A sudden realization - Obikawa blinks once as he's struck with another sensation that was once foreign to him. But he doesn't want to confront it right now, doesn't want to fall apart, and so he spreads his thighs more, situating her on his lap as he finally presses the head of his cock against her entrance. Drawing his hand back grip himself at the base of his cock, guiding himself inside her.
Slow, at first, and then all at once. As if to chase away what threatened to distract him. Groaning into her ear as he buries himself down to the hilt. ]
[ He doesn't give a shit about the cards, funnily enough.
When she takes his hand he doesn't pull back, instead allowing her to guide him to her destination. Feeling the pads of her finger pressed against her tongue, watching as she tastes herself; the arousal in the pit of his stomach expanding. Further and further, down to the tips of his fingers as she bites down - a sharp hiss escapes between his lips, his heart leaping as some blood manages to rush to his face and color his cheeks a deep shade of red. He almost almost doubles over. ]
You [ With his free hand Obikawa reaches out to place it against her cheek, thumb running across her temple as his fingers find her hair. Pushing it aside as he leans in to press kiss to her forehead. ] are too cute. Makes me wanna eat you up - but then I wouldn't be able to do all of this with you...
[ And for a moment there's a drop of hesitation. A sudden realization - Obikawa blinks once as he's struck with another sensation that was once foreign to him. But he doesn't want to confront it right now, doesn't want to fall apart, and so he spreads his thighs more, situating her on his lap as he finally presses the head of his cock against her entrance. Drawing his hand back grip himself at the base of his cock, guiding himself inside her.
Slow, at first, and then all at once. As if to chase away what threatened to distract him. Groaning into her ear as he buries himself down to the hilt. ]
[Being able to sit and breathe... being able to rest and not worrying about getting up... It gives her the strength to reach out and rest her hand on his arm. The pads of her fingertips drawing against his fur.]
Do you want me to watch you? Do you like that kind of thing? Ah... did you... like watching me?
[Probably not, right? It wasn't pretty, it wasn't flattering, and most of all she's not sure what anyone else would get out of seeing their friend like that. But what if he did like it? Did he get a little hard while watching her? Despite the dull sting between her legs, a sudden jolt of interest sparks in her at the thought of Aak enjoying her like that.]
I won't hate you either way. Just tell me.
Do you want me to watch you? Do you like that kind of thing? Ah... did you... like watching me?
[Probably not, right? It wasn't pretty, it wasn't flattering, and most of all she's not sure what anyone else would get out of seeing their friend like that. But what if he did like it? Did he get a little hard while watching her? Despite the dull sting between her legs, a sudden jolt of interest sparks in her at the thought of Aak enjoying her like that.]
I won't hate you either way. Just tell me.
[ Normally he'd scoff at anyone calling him 'hot.' Even Rin, he usually knows, is really only saying that to annoy him -- he knows what he is, he knows that word doesn't apply to him. But right now ... while it's not like he really believes it, he's also not thinking straight enough to doubt it. 'You're so good,' Rin rasps in that throatier tone of voice, and the dopamine rush of approval spikes through his brain like a hammerblow before pouring hot down his spine.
There's the lewd squelch of spit and suction when Rin pulls back, followed by a short, guttural noise when she pushes back in. His throat quivers and squeezes tighter when Fuuta briefly chokes and tries to cough, but even that physiological resistance is quick to subside. Having his mouth so full of the taste of her is making his head feel fuzzy, every muscles in his body starting to relax in the syrupy heat, and Rin's next thrust is met with only indulgent, wet heat coiled tight around her.
... it feels good? It feels really good, getting to feel her like this. But also, it's not quite enough.
Fuuta had let a hand drift away from Rin's thigh, reaching down to hastily shove under the waistband of his underwear to paw at his own erection, pre-cum slicking his fingers. But after a moment, he finds his hand drifting lower, down his shaft and past his balls. Wanting to go lower still. His hand can't quite reach comfortably though, so ... After a huffed breath, Fuuta abruptly ducks his head in, shoulders hunched. Rin's cock is suddenly pressed fully into his throat, his lips suctioned tight near the root, as he frantically presses fingertips into himself. His entire body shudders in relief, the vibrations transmitting right through to Rin's length. -- here. His body aches to have Rin here. ]
There's the lewd squelch of spit and suction when Rin pulls back, followed by a short, guttural noise when she pushes back in. His throat quivers and squeezes tighter when Fuuta briefly chokes and tries to cough, but even that physiological resistance is quick to subside. Having his mouth so full of the taste of her is making his head feel fuzzy, every muscles in his body starting to relax in the syrupy heat, and Rin's next thrust is met with only indulgent, wet heat coiled tight around her.
... it feels good? It feels really good, getting to feel her like this. But also, it's not quite enough.
Fuuta had let a hand drift away from Rin's thigh, reaching down to hastily shove under the waistband of his underwear to paw at his own erection, pre-cum slicking his fingers. But after a moment, he finds his hand drifting lower, down his shaft and past his balls. Wanting to go lower still. His hand can't quite reach comfortably though, so ... After a huffed breath, Fuuta abruptly ducks his head in, shoulders hunched. Rin's cock is suddenly pressed fully into his throat, his lips suctioned tight near the root, as he frantically presses fingertips into himself. His entire body shudders in relief, the vibrations transmitting right through to Rin's length. -- here. His body aches to have Rin here. ]
[The kiss to her forehead and to have him suddenly bottoming out inside her leaves Rin both bewildered and speechless save for a small gasp of surprise. She had always thought her own personality and habits were annoying. Selfish. That people tolerated her at best. Yet here he is placing tender kisses and calling her cute!? Maybe it's just the nature of... whatever brand of non-human he happens to be.
Dark lashes flutter as Rin's eyes roll. The noise that spills out from him makes her feel heavy — as if coated in a hot, syrupy sweetness. It's a bit maddening to feel Obikawa's interest so keenly while also hearing the unrestrained noise pleasure being inside her elicits from him. It makes Rin quiver in his lap while exhaling soft and slow and slow. The lack of advancement or her own movement isn't because she intends to be lazy and selfish, but more-so the lingering shock of Obikawa's words and actions. In the end she huffs a breathy laugh. An attempt to dismiss it all. Both of them eager to distance themselves from that honesty.]
Can't have your cake and eat it too, hmm? Hahaaa... tell me more about what you want. I'll listen to your greed, but I can't promise I'll sate it.
[Her hands reach up to cup his face. One cheek in each palm as Rin's thumbs toy at Obikawa's lips — feeling them under the pads of her thumbs and pushing them aside to take a peek at his teeth. Sharp and white. Seeing them sends another shiver of anticipation down her spine, and Rin lets him have his mouth back so he can respond to her properly.]
Dark lashes flutter as Rin's eyes roll. The noise that spills out from him makes her feel heavy — as if coated in a hot, syrupy sweetness. It's a bit maddening to feel Obikawa's interest so keenly while also hearing the unrestrained noise pleasure being inside her elicits from him. It makes Rin quiver in his lap while exhaling soft and slow and slow. The lack of advancement or her own movement isn't because she intends to be lazy and selfish, but more-so the lingering shock of Obikawa's words and actions. In the end she huffs a breathy laugh. An attempt to dismiss it all. Both of them eager to distance themselves from that honesty.]
Can't have your cake and eat it too, hmm? Hahaaa... tell me more about what you want. I'll listen to your greed, but I can't promise I'll sate it.
[Her hands reach up to cup his face. One cheek in each palm as Rin's thumbs toy at Obikawa's lips — feeling them under the pads of her thumbs and pushing them aside to take a peek at his teeth. Sharp and white. Seeing them sends another shiver of anticipation down her spine, and Rin lets him have his mouth back so he can respond to her properly.]
[It was a light touch but it felt like an iron grip, bringing him to a pause as she brushed against his fur.]
[There are simple answers to the first pieces. He didn't mind being watched. He liked to participate but he considered himself pretty "normal" in terms of getting off to watching. He knows Rin might have an inclination for that. She's joked about it enough. He can't remember a lot of the little details from when she was a slimy monster but he distinctly remembers something about someone else taking his kitty hole.]
[But watching her, in the context of what he's just seen? His eyes hard duck to the side.]
... the guy was a real douchebag. Like, really, ruined the whole image. So, like, that's why we should try it with someone that's not- like that.
[It's dodging the issue, instead making it a problem of the third party. There's no objecting to watching or being watched, though. He's suggesting they should try it again at least.]
[There are simple answers to the first pieces. He didn't mind being watched. He liked to participate but he considered himself pretty "normal" in terms of getting off to watching. He knows Rin might have an inclination for that. She's joked about it enough. He can't remember a lot of the little details from when she was a slimy monster but he distinctly remembers something about someone else taking his kitty hole.]
[But watching her, in the context of what he's just seen? His eyes hard duck to the side.]
... the guy was a real douchebag. Like, really, ruined the whole image. So, like, that's why we should try it with someone that's not- like that.
[It's dodging the issue, instead making it a problem of the third party. There's no objecting to watching or being watched, though. He's suggesting they should try it again at least.]
[The silent submission is more than she needs, but enough to send her reeling. There's hesitation as her head swims from the overwhelming feeling that swells in her chest. Is it elation? Pride? Satisfaction? Whatever it is, it makes Rin's vision waver for just a moment before she dives in.
Teeth latch to skin. Her jaw squeezes so that his muscle and shape is caught firmly in her bite as she begins to claim him. Meanwhile the steady pace of her hips picks up. Fervent and feverish is the new pitch at which she drives into him. As his scent and taste wash over her senses, Rin selfishly chases her own pleasure. It causes the immediate area to begin filling with the sound of her desperately humping him. The slap of skin and wet sound of pressing into Narumi's well prepared hole drown out whatever nature sounds might be filling the dome they're kept in for the duration of the game.
Rin's breath comes out in little puffs through her nose. Shallow pants as her teeth dig in crescent shaped dents and a guttural moan resonates deep in her throat. Fuck, fuck, fuck! She needs him. Needs him smothered in her scent and peppered in the evidence of her claim.]
Teeth latch to skin. Her jaw squeezes so that his muscle and shape is caught firmly in her bite as she begins to claim him. Meanwhile the steady pace of her hips picks up. Fervent and feverish is the new pitch at which she drives into him. As his scent and taste wash over her senses, Rin selfishly chases her own pleasure. It causes the immediate area to begin filling with the sound of her desperately humping him. The slap of skin and wet sound of pressing into Narumi's well prepared hole drown out whatever nature sounds might be filling the dome they're kept in for the duration of the game.
Rin's breath comes out in little puffs through her nose. Shallow pants as her teeth dig in crescent shaped dents and a guttural moan resonates deep in her throat. Fuck, fuck, fuck! She needs him. Needs him smothered in her scent and peppered in the evidence of her claim.]
[A small hum of acknowledgment resonates in Rin's throat as she considers. He's about as evasive as she is when it comes to certain things, but she's not sure if Aak is evading hurt or horny in this instance. Slowly she curls her fingers around his wrists and pulls him closer.]
Okay, I would try that. But for now set these towels aside and help me with the topical application?
[There should be some numbing cream they can rub between her folds, right? After all that she wants Aak to touch her again. To not let that guy in the Rin to be the last one.]
Okay, I would try that. But for now set these towels aside and help me with the topical application?
[There should be some numbing cream they can rub between her folds, right? After all that she wants Aak to touch her again. To not let that guy in the Rin to be the last one.]
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