[ That's the sort of thing he'd normally bristle at, assuming that Rin's just saying ridiculous shit to provoke him. But he can't spare any mental real estate for it -- or the abnormal ease with which his body takes in her length -- when his brain's packed full with dizzying thoughts of how good this feels.
It's ... different, somehow? From previous times he's gotten fucked? And not just because it's his first time being taken like this by Rin. It feels different inside, his body easily making way for her cock to slot into him, almost like it belongs in there, and just the sensation of Rin slowly, steadily pushing all the way into him has electric pleasure rushing up his spine. Fuuta can't even think to hold his voice back, and his breath escapes with a breathless little whine as he arches his back, reflexively shifting his weight so Rin's cock can better fit inside him. Any reservations he should normally have about taking in something so big in one go are shoved to the far corner of his mind; instead, Fuuta only gives a little jump and a stuttered little hiccup when Rin finally sinks all the way inside him and her thighs press against his ass.
His own cock jolts where it sits painfully hard against his stomach, a spurt of pre-come drooling down his side as he just fights to catch his breath for a moment. Even before he's even managed that, he rasps, ]
-- fuck. You feel so good. [ Is he normally this honest? Absolutely not. But the words leave him without a second thought, as his brain just demands more. Cue shaky hands reaching up to grasp at her shoulders, trying to pull her closer. ] Come on. Keep going.
[Her hands hook against that soft flesh behind his knees before following his insistence to come closer. Rin leans in as her weight pins back his legs and forces his body to angle appropriately for her. Tohsaka groans his name as her hips pull back to slide part way out of him. Meanwhile she peppers kisses on Fuuta — following the curve of his cheek, his soft jawline, and then finally down the column of his neck. It's there that she pauses. Only for a moment.
Teeth. The sharp sting of bone sinking into flesh hits first, but it's quickly followed by the quick snap of her body thrusting hard into him. Once, twice, and yes... three times before her severe bite softens on him as a more steady pace is reached. Rin drives into Fuuta with an eager hunger. Pulling back, and as if immediately regretting leaving the warm embrace of his body, jerking forward. Tohsaka moans, voice thick in her throat before muffled against the suckling of his skin. Intent on leaving a bruising hickey that will last and stay visible above most of his normal shirt collar choices.
Only when her body has had him pinned with the rhythmic motion of humping him for some time does Rin let his neck go. Her tongue lathing against the tender, abused flesh in hopes to soothe it.]
Will you say it for me? Say my name. Tell me whose body is making you feel good. Fuuta, if only you could feel how hot your ass is right now. I want to fill you up just like those tentacles did—!
[It shouldn't be a surprise that someone who is prone to talking someone's ear off and suffers from over-thinking would be a chatty fuck, but usually Rin is too busy hiding her own pleasure. Yet like this? There's no need. With her partner so cutely pressed beneath her, whining and breathless, she feels free enough to just let whatever thought comes to her mind fall from her lips. Too elated from the building pleasure to think how she may sound.]
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It's ... different, somehow? From previous times he's gotten fucked? And not just because it's his first time being taken like this by Rin. It feels different inside, his body easily making way for her cock to slot into him, almost like it belongs in there, and just the sensation of Rin slowly, steadily pushing all the way into him has electric pleasure rushing up his spine. Fuuta can't even think to hold his voice back, and his breath escapes with a breathless little whine as he arches his back, reflexively shifting his weight so Rin's cock can better fit inside him. Any reservations he should normally have about taking in something so big in one go are shoved to the far corner of his mind; instead, Fuuta only gives a little jump and a stuttered little hiccup when Rin finally sinks all the way inside him and her thighs press against his ass.
His own cock jolts where it sits painfully hard against his stomach, a spurt of pre-come drooling down his side as he just fights to catch his breath for a moment. Even before he's even managed that, he rasps, ]
-- fuck. You feel so good. [ Is he normally this honest? Absolutely not. But the words leave him without a second thought, as his brain just demands more. Cue shaky hands reaching up to grasp at her shoulders, trying to pull her closer. ] Come on. Keep going.
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[Her hands hook against that soft flesh behind his knees before following his insistence to come closer. Rin leans in as her weight pins back his legs and forces his body to angle appropriately for her. Tohsaka groans his name as her hips pull back to slide part way out of him. Meanwhile she peppers kisses on Fuuta — following the curve of his cheek, his soft jawline, and then finally down the column of his neck. It's there that she pauses. Only for a moment.
Teeth. The sharp sting of bone sinking into flesh hits first, but it's quickly followed by the quick snap of her body thrusting hard into him. Once, twice, and yes... three times before her severe bite softens on him as a more steady pace is reached. Rin drives into Fuuta with an eager hunger. Pulling back, and as if immediately regretting leaving the warm embrace of his body, jerking forward. Tohsaka moans, voice thick in her throat before muffled against the suckling of his skin. Intent on leaving a bruising hickey that will last and stay visible above most of his normal shirt collar choices.
Only when her body has had him pinned with the rhythmic motion of humping him for some time does Rin let his neck go. Her tongue lathing against the tender, abused flesh in hopes to soothe it.]
Will you say it for me? Say my name. Tell me whose body is making you feel good. Fuuta, if only you could feel how hot your ass is right now. I want to fill you up just like those tentacles did—!
[It shouldn't be a surprise that someone who is prone to talking someone's ear off and suffers from over-thinking would be a chatty fuck, but usually Rin is too busy hiding her own pleasure. Yet like this? There's no need. With her partner so cutely pressed beneath her, whining and breathless, she feels free enough to just let whatever thought comes to her mind fall from her lips. Too elated from the building pleasure to think how she may sound.]