[ although this really is a two nickels situation for blade—three nickels, actually—this time, rin's surprise takes blade a little by surprise too. she just had her foot all over his cock seconds ago, surely she noticed its size during that part of the activities? but it seems that she hadn't, and so her reaction is comical, but also leaves blade a little unsure how to proceed.
he's not going to push the issue if she's scared of his size, at least. blade's not a good person but he's not going to pressure rin into something she doesn't want. so he just stays where he is, not approaching but not taking steps away, either, regarding rin with a steady and impassive gaze. ]
We can stop if it's too much.
[ as if to punctuate the statement, one of the pens rolls to the edge of the desk and hits the floor with a quiet plunk. ]
[Despite being flustered and briefly flummoxed, Rin bounces back. Her hand shoots out to grab at his arm to tightly hold him in place. Great offense seems to have been taken at his implication that she can't handle him, and her stare is almost bordering on glare while those blue eyes can't seem to peel away from the sight of him.]
I can handle you just find. I'm not made of glass! I may be small, but I'm more sturdy than you'd think. I said I was going to evaluate you properly, and I will. I refuse to go back on my word! I have integrity, you know—
[Rin. Red in the face and basically shouting at his cock. Her grip on his arm like a vice. With a tug she tries to bring him closer.]
[ well, blade definitely has to give rin points for determination. despite being rather obviously intimidated, it doesn't seem that she's going to let it get the best of her—and maybe blade should have expected that, based on the way she'd been bossing him around earlier. as he's tugged forward, blade also has to give rin kudos for being able to stay somewhat in-character, even when flustered—for a second there he had totally forgotten the film set, and it's only now as one of the lighting people adjusts something that he remembers there's anyone else here at all.
that said—they're totally off script, by now. blade no longer has his pre-memorized lines to guide him, so he's winging it and probably so is rin. well, that's fine, they're in this together and blade is going to have to learn to live without a script at some point. what better time than the present? ]
I believe you. [ well, less about the integrity than a bout her absolute determination, but it's all leading in the same direction. blade takes a step closer, crowding rin back up against the desk and forcing her thighs to spread just slightly. ] Put me where you want me, then.
[The way he crowds her feels like a challenge. Some part of Rin is crying out in alarm bells, but she's always been too stubborn to back down when it's best for her. Especially when the perceived losses are minimal. So Rin forges onward. The hand that held onto his upper arms loosens its grip so she can raise it upward. Finding instead his neck so that she may brace herself for the guidance she's about to give him.]
Put me up on the desktop. On my side with one leg over your shoulder, or pressed. Either way I'm flexible.
[Literally, if he happens to want to cup his hand under her knee and keep Rin's legs spread by pressing her thigh up against her own body. Either way the position should allow for the cameras to get a full view of Blade's performance.
Tohsaka waits for his next move. She wants to feel him lift her up onto the furniture and experience how he'd like to pose and move her body. It'll say a lot about him, she thinks.]
[ they're simple enough instructions to follow, so follow them blade does, still trying to occupy his role as obedient subordinate to rin's bossy senior management. he lifts her easily, setting her ass on the desktop and then pushing her gently down into a position that's perhaps somewhere in between: partway on her back and partway on her side, with one thigh pressed to his waist and the other draped over his shoulder, the back of her thigh against his chest. it's an excellent view, both for blade and for the cameras, although he doesn't linger in his appreciation before sliding his free hand down to take his own cock to hand.
blade uses that grip to drag his cock slowly over rin's cunt, from the base of her entrance up to her clit, gathering residual slickness on his cockhead before he guides himself to press inside. there's a pause, only fractional—barely even long enough to be picked up by the cameras—where blade's gaze flicks back up to meet rin's, a silent question of whether she's sure—
but of course she is. rin isn't the type to go back on something she's already claimed confidently. and so blade grips her thigh against his chest with one hand and rocks his hips forward, slow but steady, his cock driving into the indescribable heat and tightness of her cunt. ]
[Blade poses Rin just as she asked, and a smug little grin sits on her lips. That expression, however, is brief. It fades as her eyes look down to where blade draws his cock against her wet slit to lubricate himself with the residual wetness left from his earlier attentions and her release. It makes her shiver when the shaft of his dick brushes along her sensitive clit before he repositions himself.
A brief ache throbs inside her — something she cannot define. Was it eagerness to have him insider her after coming unfilled? Or was it worry that he'd spread her wide enough to hurt? She doesn't have time to unpack it, because he's quick enough to press in and simultaneously press out those thoughts. A sharp gasp pierces her lungs as her lashes flutter rapidly.]
Oh, [she pants out] oh, you are... quite... sizeable.
[The exhale comes out slow, and shuddering. One of Rin's hands grips the edge of the desk and holds it firmly as Blade continues to sink into her. Rin's petite body, unsurprisingly, shows just a bit of evidence of his movement inside her. At least the groan that falls from her lips edges more towards pleasure than it does pain.]
Def... definitely a good, ah. Foundation for... training. A solid, um. Base.
[Fuck it's been a while since she had someone so large inside. She feels the discomfort of their size difference, but doesn't hate it. In fact it excites her. Rin's body quickly reblooms in shades of pink and red with a sex flush.]
[ the observation isn't wrong, but blade had given rin an out, and from the tone of her voice it doesn't exactly sound like she's complaining. a little overwhelmed, maybe, but not displeased by the way he sinks inside her little by little. she's tight around him, the walls of her cunt twitching and clenching in response to the sensation of being so filled, which in turn forces low sounds of pleasure from the back of blade's throat, nearly too quiet to be heard. he is, as rin has perhaps gathered, not always one to be vocal in his pleasure, although he can certainly be brought to that point with the right technique.
blade's hips keep moving in steady increments until he feels that he's as deep inside her as he'll fit, his cock mostly buried within rin's body, his shaft rubbing over the soft texture of her gspot and his cockhead tucked into the sensitive place just in front of her cervix. there he pauses, letting his gaze drag hotly over rin's exposed body, the slight swell in her abdomen that shows where his cock is settled, the flush of pink and sweat that glistens over her face and all the way down to her thighs. ]
Teach me how you like to be fucked, [ blade says. one of his hands smooths up rin's inner thigh so he can splay his fingers out over the bulge of his own cock and press his thumb to her clit. ] I'll be good for you.
[I'll be good for you. How many times has she asked someone to be good? Through teasing and taunts she has beckoned so many to be good for her — boxing them in a position of subservience which they could either comply with or rebel against. Either way she was happy. Obedience usually came with shy murmurs or more likely yet: actions. Never acknowledging their placement while accepting it.
Yet here and now Blade places himself in that position: acting under her command and waiting for her orders. In a way it's nostalgic, yet from his mouth it's still wholly new. It makes the way he touches her even hotter — positioned to please her from any and every angle. Focused on her pleasure alone despite how hard he is inside of her. It's almost more overwhelming than his size. Blade will feel how her body reacts as her thoughts replay his words over and over. Gripping him tight and stimulating with squeezing twitches that come in waves as she adjusts.]
You start slow at first. Let my body learn your shape. When it feels easier to be inside me go harder. I'll be insulted if you hold back just because I'm petite. Mages like myself... we can only be considered human in a technical sense. You look—
[Tohsaka moans as her body squirms briefly under his hand. Arching upward just enough so his palm presses enough to feel himself insider her.]
[ the line strikes uncomfortably close to the truth for blade. a desire to be good, to be worthy, to satisfy his partner beyond what they thought were the limits of pleasure—there was a time, in a past life, when all of these things would have described blade, or the man he was before he was blade. before his arrival here, he hadn't thought of it in decades, but circumstances being what they are... blade swallows hard, focusing as best he can on the words rin says. it's difficult, with her body clenching and quivering around him the way it is, sparking sensation along his nerves, but he manages to gather enough of his attention to understand. ]
I won't.
[ at first, blade barely pulls out. his first thrust is slow, short but deep, slipping back maybe half an inch before he slides purposefully back in. rin is so tight around him, it seems almost impossible that her body will ever relax enough to allow him to fuck her the way she wants to be fucked—but she seems confident, and blade will just have to trust that.
and indeed, as blade moves inside her he can feel rin relaxing in increments, the impossible grip of her cunt loosening little by little until it's easier for him to move. his thrusts lengthen, then, drawing back further each time he pulls out, only to press back into her in an equally steady motion. not hard yet, although they'll certainly get there. blade just wants to make sure she really feels it. ]
[While her brow still knits together forming creases, Rin's lips draw into a smile most contented. Eventually her body eases to his size, and by the time Blade is moving she's clutching the side of the desk. Stabilizing her position and giving herself a bit of leverage to meet him as he drives back into the clutch of her body.
The hand that's free palms her breast before firmly cupping it. Slender fingers curl as Rin's index and thumb pinch the stiff peak of her nipple to roll and tease it as Blade fucks her. The rhythm of his body sends waves of pleasure rolling through her nerves and every time he pulls back she finds herself eager for him to sink back into the tight grip of her cunt.]
Yes, just like that. I almost dare to say you're as skilled with your dick as you are with your tongue. If I end up crying out your name during your evaluation I may even grant you a bonus.
[Their "movie scene" is little more than just flavor for her anymore. She doesn't really care much about acting at this point, and instead just uses it as a way to frame her praise. The ache which her body feels with each thrust, the dull throb of discomfort from their size difference, is actually a delight to her. A little pleasure, a little pain. Each piece adding to a heightened experience that thrills her heart and gets her blood pumping. Should she be sore after she'd view it much like the fleeting and satisfactory agony following a truly grueling workout.]
[ the more rin's body adjusts to accommodate him, the more determined blade's movements grow, his thrusts still slow and measured but pushing deep with every rock of his hips. he may be an inexperienced lover but he at least isn't a selfish one, in this regard—he seeks out the places that make rin's thighs tense or her body quake, and he aims for them again and again, angling his cock so that it scrapes over her sensitive inner walls with every stroke and bringing his free hand down so he can press his thumb against her clit.
he doesn't rub, exactly. he just applies steady pressure and lets the rocking movements of their bodies create friction, his fingers splayed out over the bulge of his own cock inside rin's body, pressing down each time he bottoms out inside her. she's so fucking tight it makes him dizzy, and each time she clenches in a sweet ripple around him it makes blade's fingers twitch where they're wrapped around rin's thigh, but he steadies himself as best he can so that he can please her as best he can. ]
Understood, ma'am, [ he murmurs back, although for blade too the film is no longer anything more than a framing device. he doesn't have it in him to act, and he barely remembers the cameras; all of his senses are full of rin, and that's how he'd rather it be. ]
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he's not going to push the issue if she's scared of his size, at least. blade's not a good person but he's not going to pressure rin into something she doesn't want. so he just stays where he is, not approaching but not taking steps away, either, regarding rin with a steady and impassive gaze. ]
We can stop if it's too much.
[ as if to punctuate the statement, one of the pens rolls to the edge of the desk and hits the floor with a quiet plunk. ]
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[Despite being flustered and briefly flummoxed, Rin bounces back. Her hand shoots out to grab at his arm to tightly hold him in place. Great offense seems to have been taken at his implication that she can't handle him, and her stare is almost bordering on glare while those blue eyes can't seem to peel away from the sight of him.]
I can handle you just find. I'm not made of glass! I may be small, but I'm more sturdy than you'd think. I said I was going to evaluate you properly, and I will. I refuse to go back on my word! I have integrity, you know—
[Rin. Red in the face and basically shouting at his cock. Her grip on his arm like a vice. With a tug she tries to bring him closer.]
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that said—they're totally off script, by now. blade no longer has his pre-memorized lines to guide him, so he's winging it and probably so is rin. well, that's fine, they're in this together and blade is going to have to learn to live without a script at some point. what better time than the present? ]
I believe you. [ well, less about the integrity than a bout her absolute determination, but it's all leading in the same direction. blade takes a step closer, crowding rin back up against the desk and forcing her thighs to spread just slightly. ] Put me where you want me, then.
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Put me up on the desktop. On my side with one leg over your shoulder, or pressed. Either way I'm flexible.
[Literally, if he happens to want to cup his hand under her knee and keep Rin's legs spread by pressing her thigh up against her own body. Either way the position should allow for the cameras to get a full view of Blade's performance.
Tohsaka waits for his next move. She wants to feel him lift her up onto the furniture and experience how he'd like to pose and move her body. It'll say a lot about him, she thinks.]
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blade uses that grip to drag his cock slowly over rin's cunt, from the base of her entrance up to her clit, gathering residual slickness on his cockhead before he guides himself to press inside. there's a pause, only fractional—barely even long enough to be picked up by the cameras—where blade's gaze flicks back up to meet rin's, a silent question of whether she's sure—
but of course she is. rin isn't the type to go back on something she's already claimed confidently. and so blade grips her thigh against his chest with one hand and rocks his hips forward, slow but steady, his cock driving into the indescribable heat and tightness of her cunt. ]
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A brief ache throbs inside her — something she cannot define. Was it eagerness to have him insider her after coming unfilled? Or was it worry that he'd spread her wide enough to hurt? She doesn't have time to unpack it, because he's quick enough to press in and simultaneously press out those thoughts. A sharp gasp pierces her lungs as her lashes flutter rapidly.]
Oh, [she pants out] oh, you are... quite... sizeable.
[The exhale comes out slow, and shuddering. One of Rin's hands grips the edge of the desk and holds it firmly as Blade continues to sink into her. Rin's petite body, unsurprisingly, shows just a bit of evidence of his movement inside her. At least the groan that falls from her lips edges more towards pleasure than it does pain.]
Def... definitely a good, ah. Foundation for... training. A solid, um. Base.
[Fuck it's been a while since she had someone so large inside. She feels the discomfort of their size difference, but doesn't hate it. In fact it excites her. Rin's body quickly reblooms in shades of pink and red with a sex flush.]
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blade's hips keep moving in steady increments until he feels that he's as deep inside her as he'll fit, his cock mostly buried within rin's body, his shaft rubbing over the soft texture of her gspot and his cockhead tucked into the sensitive place just in front of her cervix. there he pauses, letting his gaze drag hotly over rin's exposed body, the slight swell in her abdomen that shows where his cock is settled, the flush of pink and sweat that glistens over her face and all the way down to her thighs. ]
Teach me how you like to be fucked, [ blade says. one of his hands smooths up rin's inner thigh so he can splay his fingers out over the bulge of his own cock and press his thumb to her clit. ] I'll be good for you.
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Yet here and now Blade places himself in that position: acting under her command and waiting for her orders. In a way it's nostalgic, yet from his mouth it's still wholly new. It makes the way he touches her even hotter — positioned to please her from any and every angle. Focused on her pleasure alone despite how hard he is inside of her. It's almost more overwhelming than his size. Blade will feel how her body reacts as her thoughts replay his words over and over. Gripping him tight and stimulating with squeezing twitches that come in waves as she adjusts.]
You start slow at first. Let my body learn your shape. When it feels easier to be inside me go harder. I'll be insulted if you hold back just because I'm petite. Mages like myself... we can only be considered human in a technical sense. You look—
[Tohsaka moans as her body squirms briefly under his hand. Arching upward just enough so his palm presses enough to feel himself insider her.]
You feel promising. Don't disappoint me.
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I won't.
[ at first, blade barely pulls out. his first thrust is slow, short but deep, slipping back maybe half an inch before he slides purposefully back in. rin is so tight around him, it seems almost impossible that her body will ever relax enough to allow him to fuck her the way she wants to be fucked—but she seems confident, and blade will just have to trust that.
and indeed, as blade moves inside her he can feel rin relaxing in increments, the impossible grip of her cunt loosening little by little until it's easier for him to move. his thrusts lengthen, then, drawing back further each time he pulls out, only to press back into her in an equally steady motion. not hard yet, although they'll certainly get there. blade just wants to make sure she really feels it. ]
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The hand that's free palms her breast before firmly cupping it. Slender fingers curl as Rin's index and thumb pinch the stiff peak of her nipple to roll and tease it as Blade fucks her. The rhythm of his body sends waves of pleasure rolling through her nerves and every time he pulls back she finds herself eager for him to sink back into the tight grip of her cunt.]
Yes, just like that. I almost dare to say you're as skilled with your dick as you are with your tongue. If I end up crying out your name during your evaluation I may even grant you a bonus.
[Their "movie scene" is little more than just flavor for her anymore. She doesn't really care much about acting at this point, and instead just uses it as a way to frame her praise. The ache which her body feels with each thrust, the dull throb of discomfort from their size difference, is actually a delight to her. A little pleasure, a little pain. Each piece adding to a heightened experience that thrills her heart and gets her blood pumping. Should she be sore after she'd view it much like the fleeting and satisfactory agony following a truly grueling workout.]
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he doesn't rub, exactly. he just applies steady pressure and lets the rocking movements of their bodies create friction, his fingers splayed out over the bulge of his own cock inside rin's body, pressing down each time he bottoms out inside her. she's so fucking tight it makes him dizzy, and each time she clenches in a sweet ripple around him it makes blade's fingers twitch where they're wrapped around rin's thigh, but he steadies himself as best he can so that he can please her as best he can. ]
Understood, ma'am, [ he murmurs back, although for blade too the film is no longer anything more than a framing device. he doesn't have it in him to act, and he barely remembers the cameras; all of his senses are full of rin, and that's how he'd rather it be. ]