[She blinks in surprise. Honestly she could just force the pieces back together with a little magecraft as long as all of them are still accounted for (which they should be, it's an enclosed space) but that's not at the forefront for her to think about mentioning. Instead she simply begins shucking off her own clothes in an attempt to keep him from ripping them in retaliation.]
A little bit. [ A lie, because honestly he would walk nude through the casino without any shame. Honestly he's surprised that he hasn't seen more people do just that considering where they are.
More importantly she's in the process of doing the same to herself, much to his dismay as his fingers curl into the hem of her shirt. It only takes a hint of strength, a bit of power, for his nails to grow sharp enough to poke holes through the fabric of her clothing and slowly begin to tear through. ]
Don't cheat. You got rid of my clothes your way, so lemme get rid of yours.
[The moment Tohsaka hears the sound of tearing fabric she halts. Her face twisting into an indignant pout as she stares up at Obikawa. All sourness and judgment aimed his way, but...
Her hands let go of her top. She relents, if only because:]
Fine. But then we're even.
[Always trying to control the terms. Rin is a transactional woman who navigates the world through debts and repayments because that's exactly how she was taught. Other mages think in terms of leverages and favors, and so does she. It makes it difficult for her to relate to others.]
[ There are no such things as favors or debts in the realm of the Gods. Even as Obikawa and his kin took control of the human territories it was all claimed for themselves as individuals. They conquered the country and yet would be the first to destroy each other -- "infected", as they would call it, by the very humans they governed. Or swayed by the beguiling promises of happiness in the form of drugs.
Obikawa doesn't know what it means to do anything evenly. He either takes until there's nothing more or get bored enough to stop.
The threads of her shirt pull apart, fabric shredding off her skin with a swift tug of his nails. He sits on his knees to then tug at her skirt, peppering kisses to her knees as he watches her expression sour. ] I like it when you pout, too, [ He admits, hoisting her up by her waist with one hand as the other unceremoniously tears at her clothes. ] but that's probably because I like seeing you in general.
[ Very unfortunate. It doesn't take a lot for him to start liking people. It's also gonna really suck if he ever has to admit that he has a form of face blindness. ]
[I like seeing you. HELLO!? Tohsaka wasn't exactly prepared for any sort of sincerity, and when he drops that on her as he (kind of) violently disrobes her. She stares at him openly in disbelief. Like if his admission just turned him into some three headed freak. She can feel heat and color rise to her cheeks. Maybe she can just play it off as some kind of interest in being undressed like this?
No. She shouldn't encourage someone else ruining her things. What a pickle.]
You have weird preferences.
[As in, "anyone who likes me has to be messed up in some way". Though considering his inhuman nature that certainly fits the bill. Tohsaka swallows nervously as Obikawa effortlessly moves around her petite body. Having him pursue her and having him say he likes something about her feels... different. Or maybe she's the one who is weird.
Her world is transactional. Feelings just get in the way. They both know what they're here for, right? Which is why she'll encourage herself along by grabbing her own breast and massaging it in a circular motion.]
[ A noncommittal sound of acknowledgement -- Obikawa isn't so oblivious that he wouldn't realize that he tends to have odd preferences. But isn't that what makes humans so interesting? It's what makes Rin interesting, at least, in being so assure of herself that she entertains being in the maws of a beast.
Perhaps he should make his presence more known to see if there is any underlying fear in her confidence; a terrifying being hiding under the skin of a man. ]
And you don't? [ He smirks against Rin's neck because he believes himself to be right. ] You've got the mindset of a predator while at the same time having the instincts of a preyed upon animal. [ And then, tilting in a hint further, he presses his teeth against bare skin -- not biting down, but clearly teasing at the idea of it. Just as a hand ghosts bare thighs, with what's left of on her body is only her panties. ]
I bet you enjoy it a whole lot, [ His head falls further, following the curve of her shoulder and collarbone, peppering kisses between ever breath. His tongue drags across bare skin, lips latching onto a nipple. ] having people chase you down like they need you.
[ His fingers coax themselves underneath fabric, searching for the heat between her thighs. Curling into folds and drawing circles against her clit, teasing her further as if to prove a point. ]
[He's not wrong. A girl who lived her life, after turning 8, virtually alone? A girl who thought herself too weird to be liked by normal people and too obscure to catch the interest of other mages? When people wanted her on campus what they sought after was a lie. A perfect image she forged to keep people at a distance. When people want her here... it may not be her whole and honest self they know, but it's certainly closer to the real thing.
It's even more validating if someone seeks her out more than once. Proving to her that her ill-nature and her weird quirks aren't deal breakers. His words strike her even harder since he says them while toying with her. Teeth on her skin makes those dark lashes flutter. Lips encircling her nipple cause a gasp to pierce her lungs. Fingers teasing her clit encourages a shiver to run through her body while her hips adjust their angle to make it easier for him.]
So what? Are you saying we're some kind of odd matched pair? Something that works when it shouldn't?
[She doesn't deny his accusation, but she doesn't have to confirm it either. Instead Rin's hand leaves her tit to grab hold of his hair. The other deciding to rake her manicured nails across his back. She doesn't care if she's done it before. Any chance to mark up another while also reassessing the power of their musculature beneath the skin is worth taking. She wants to become more familiar with his body. To know more about the danger she's flirting with.
When his fingers find that sensitive spot, he'll also be treated to the reality that what they've done up until now has certainly already sparked her interest. The warmth and wetness of her slit testifying to how much they're tit-for-tat has excited her.]
[ Now that's something he won't answer. Two puzzle pieces that could align but just can't fit would be a better analogy, one a little too narrow or wide to be put together.
Rin isn't an enigma but she is interesting. It encourages Obikawa to carnally desire in seeing different parts of her -- to unlock the anger in her voice, the sharp edge of a knife. He wants to feed into whatever this is, even if it may be hazardous. Even if it meant getting infected by another human and allowing them into the depths of his ribcage; the danger of getting close enough to kill.
She's wet against his fingers and it brings the corners of his mouth to curl into a grin. He can feel his cock grow hard, his shaft ghosting against her thighs in search for warmth. For the time being, however, he focuses all of his attention on sinking a digit into her cunt. Past her folds he's welcomed to heat, pushing down to the knuckle before he draws backs and finds a rhythm. In. Out. Coating his finger with her wetness before his own selfish arousal encourages him to add another, feeling her pussy stretch in his shape. ]
You feel good. [ He starts, looking up at her with half-lidded eyes with a gaze that remains clear. ] You really want me to fuck you, huh?
[The coaxing attention he pays to her walls has Rin's breath coming out heavier. The stimulation exciting her heart and encouraging blood flow. It begs her lungs for more air, and the more Obikawa teases her the more that familiar haze of desire clouds her vision. While that pout twists the features on Rin's face, she can't help but be drawn to his. Watching him with equal measure fascination and lust.
He accuses her of wanting him, and he'll feel immediately the way it makes her tense up. The channel of her cunt squeezing down on the fingers he has buried inside her.]
Maybe I'm a little curious... All you did last time was use your mouth, after all. Maybe all that strength you have is worthless? It might be interesting to find out.
[Then again, strength and typical stamina isn't everything. Narumi Gen provided that when he gave her the unequivocal worst and most boring fuck of her life. Though she has come to regret making fun of him publicly for it, since that spurred such an insufferable man like him to get better just to spite her.
Tohsaka grips his hair a little tighter. Digs her nails in his back a little deeper.]
But you? You've wanted to fuck me, too. [If his erection against her thigh is anything to go by.]
[ There's interest. And heat. And arousal, which is unexpected considering that he's always ensured a mutual distance in all his encounters. He doesn't care to reserve any lingering curiosities for the people that he intends to forget -- but that's what makes Rin an enigma to him, among other people. There's that piece of him he wishes to ignore that so desperately want to curl into all these new sensations; to be as close to someone else that they're essentially a singular being.
His skin gives underneath the wake of her nails, red and angry streaks across his back as she begins to claw herself into him. It earns a satisfying hiss as his free hand grips her waist and pulls her closer into his lap. As close as he physically can, at least. ] I wonder how disappointed you'd be if that were the truth. [ He cants his head coyly, his smile never reaching his eyes as his teeth nip at the curve of her breasts. Sucking against the skin until it's left with a mark. ]
Relax. [ It's a command, rather than a request, his tone just a hint darker. ] Let me hear just how cute you are before I just put it in...
[ It's asked as he twists his hand, his palm slick with her wetness dripping from his fingers. He wonders what she tastes like, what sort of face she'd make if he just dipped his head down to replace his fingers with his mouth -- would she be more disappointed than surprised? Would she become embarrassed or irritated?
He wants to see Rin become frustrated and ruined, flushed red with pleasure and aching. It causes his cock to throb, the ache hardly satisfying as he longs to fit himself inside her down to the hilt. ] But maybe I should just be greedy again and shove it in? You'd take it either way, wouldn't you?
[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.]
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. ]
[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.]
[ He's always been the individual to take more than what he is owed; greedy and reluctant to share, especially when his world began to slowly crumble away by the selfishness of humans. Obikawa doesn't need an inch to take the mile, hardly even an ounce - all he needs is that sudden swell in his chest to make him want for more. And once that has seeded itself inside him there has hardly been anything or anyone to stop him.
All that has ever made him halt in his efforts is the feeling of being alone, and so far that's only kept Obikawa from acting on his emotions once.
Hands placed on either side of her head, cushioned by the couch, he allows her to examine his teeth. There's a look of curiosity evident in his expression - a quirked brow and head tilt - paired with the light scoff as she finally releases him. ]
Don't bully me. [ He moves in quick, shallow thrusts, as if he's afraid that if he pulls apart from she may slip away from his lap. He relishes in her warmth, the embrace around his cock earning a purr of content from his lips as he continues gyrating his hips into her; a sensual rock. Between the feeling and the sight of Rin's confidence he can feel the heat in the pit of his stomach boil and tangle with knots. ] I just - ... wanna hear you.
[ It'd be an embarrassing request if he had any shame, but thankfully Obikawa left all of that the moment he entered this world. ]
[It's a simple request, yet one that has her faltering yet again. Usually Tohsaka is the type of woman to stay quite. Hard pressed to let any honest sound leak from her lips. What if someone knew what made her heart flutter? What if they knew just how to unravel her like a threadbare sweater? She'd be at a loss. Vulnerable and putty in their hand.
Yet she also likes catering to the wants of others. Teasing and pleasing them until they become putty in her hand. And so, in this moment, she relents. Rin allows her lips to part and her lashes to lower as her eyes close. With his hands at either side of her head, she makes conscious effort to keep her legs spread for him. Accepting, yet not desperate enough to close around him and keep him locked against her.]
F-fine, okay... I'll let you have that much. What do you want to hear? Your name? How should I call out for you?
[His body drives into her. The collision of skin making a slapping sound that makes her ears burn red to hear. Each hit jostling her body and making Rin's modest chest bounce with the rhythm. It makes for a slow and steady climb of pleasure — causing her voice to go soft and breathy.]
[ Now imagine he asks her to call him by his real name - Kaka Haha Mi Mui Orokapi Hebigami...
He won't, of course; adjusted to this body and the identity tied with it. But not enough to keep the soul of the man fully restrained, and in the midst of his lust and focus on the warmth wrapped tight around his cock the god doesn't recognize it. The name he wants to be called, proof that a human being once existed outside of the dark depths of a god's stomach.
Obikawa leans forward, forehead pressed against a bare shoulder as his body warms with want. A need so demanding that he can't help but fully push the full length of his cock inside of her, one hand moving to grope a breast into the palm of his hand. ]
Ki - ... yoshi. Call me Kiyoshi.
[ His thoughts are distracted by the sound of their bodies coming together. His pre combined with her wetness allowing him to swiftly pull and push back inside, the heat rushing to the center of his chest and encouraging him to climax with each thrust. ]
Can I come inside? I can come inside, right? I really want to.
[No one has asked that before. She's gotten "warnings", and a lot of times people just finish inside without much fanfare. Because of that rarity his pleas come across as pathetic and cute to her. Something sweet and precious rather than inherently greedy and selfishly chasing his own pleasure. It would be a lie to say she doesn't want him to, in any case. At this moment she cannot bear the thought of him cutting their coupling short just to spill himself outside her, even if Rin might also be the type to revel in a bit of marking.
Her reply is surprisingly honest when she says:]
Yes, Kiyoshi. Come inside me. Kiyoshi, I want you to. Keep going—
[Her words cut short by a lascivious moan drawn out of her lungs, rumbling through her throat, and falling from her lips elicited by a particularly hard thrust. Rin's legs finally lock around Obikawa as he drives into her again and again. Her own desire climbing with the way he rocks into her. In chasing his own pleasure Obikawa drives hers higher — waves of it washing over her and eroding all sense of reason and pride. He'll feel how all her muscles begin to tense: coiling tight around him like a metal spring.]
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[She blinks in surprise. Honestly she could just force the pieces back together with a little magecraft as long as all of them are still accounted for (which they should be, it's an enclosed space) but that's not at the forefront for her to think about mentioning. Instead she simply begins shucking off her own clothes in an attempt to keep him from ripping them in retaliation.]
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More importantly she's in the process of doing the same to herself, much to his dismay as his fingers curl into the hem of her shirt. It only takes a hint of strength, a bit of power, for his nails to grow sharp enough to poke holes through the fabric of her clothing and slowly begin to tear through. ]
Don't cheat. You got rid of my clothes your way, so lemme get rid of yours.
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Her hands let go of her top. She relents, if only because:]
Fine. But then we're even.
[Always trying to control the terms. Rin is a transactional woman who navigates the world through debts and repayments because that's exactly how she was taught. Other mages think in terms of leverages and favors, and so does she. It makes it difficult for her to relate to others.]
cw for drug mention
Obikawa doesn't know what it means to do anything evenly. He either takes until there's nothing more or get bored enough to stop.
The threads of her shirt pull apart, fabric shredding off her skin with a swift tug of his nails. He sits on his knees to then tug at her skirt, peppering kisses to her knees as he watches her expression sour. ] I like it when you pout, too, [ He admits, hoisting her up by her waist with one hand as the other unceremoniously tears at her clothes. ] but that's probably because I like seeing you in general.
[ Very unfortunate. It doesn't take a lot for him to start liking people. It's also gonna really suck if he ever has to admit that he has a form of face blindness. ]
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No. She shouldn't encourage someone else ruining her things. What a pickle.]
You have weird preferences.
[As in, "anyone who likes me has to be messed up in some way". Though considering his inhuman nature that certainly fits the bill. Tohsaka swallows nervously as Obikawa effortlessly moves around her petite body. Having him pursue her and having him say he likes something about her feels... different. Or maybe she's the one who is weird.
Her world is transactional. Feelings just get in the way. They both know what they're here for, right? Which is why she'll encourage herself along by grabbing her own breast and massaging it in a circular motion.]
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Perhaps he should make his presence more known to see if there is any underlying fear in her confidence; a terrifying being hiding under the skin of a man. ]
And you don't? [ He smirks against Rin's neck because he believes himself to be right. ] You've got the mindset of a predator while at the same time having the instincts of a preyed upon animal. [ And then, tilting in a hint further, he presses his teeth against bare skin -- not biting down, but clearly teasing at the idea of it. Just as a hand ghosts bare thighs, with what's left of on her body is only her panties. ]
I bet you enjoy it a whole lot, [ His head falls further, following the curve of her shoulder and collarbone, peppering kisses between ever breath. His tongue drags across bare skin, lips latching onto a nipple. ] having people chase you down like they need you.
[ His fingers coax themselves underneath fabric, searching for the heat between her thighs. Curling into folds and drawing circles against her clit, teasing her further as if to prove a point. ]
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It's even more validating if someone seeks her out more than once. Proving to her that her ill-nature and her weird quirks aren't deal breakers. His words strike her even harder since he says them while toying with her. Teeth on her skin makes those dark lashes flutter. Lips encircling her nipple cause a gasp to pierce her lungs. Fingers teasing her clit encourages a shiver to run through her body while her hips adjust their angle to make it easier for him.]
So what? Are you saying we're some kind of odd matched pair? Something that works when it shouldn't?
[She doesn't deny his accusation, but she doesn't have to confirm it either. Instead Rin's hand leaves her tit to grab hold of his hair. The other deciding to rake her manicured nails across his back. She doesn't care if she's done it before. Any chance to mark up another while also reassessing the power of their musculature beneath the skin is worth taking. She wants to become more familiar with his body. To know more about the danger she's flirting with.
When his fingers find that sensitive spot, he'll also be treated to the reality that what they've done up until now has certainly already sparked her interest. The warmth and wetness of her slit testifying to how much they're tit-for-tat has excited her.]
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Rin isn't an enigma but she is interesting. It encourages Obikawa to carnally desire in seeing different parts of her -- to unlock the anger in her voice, the sharp edge of a knife. He wants to feed into whatever this is, even if it may be hazardous. Even if it meant getting infected by another human and allowing them into the depths of his ribcage; the danger of getting close enough to kill.
She's wet against his fingers and it brings the corners of his mouth to curl into a grin. He can feel his cock grow hard, his shaft ghosting against her thighs in search for warmth. For the time being, however, he focuses all of his attention on sinking a digit into her cunt. Past her folds he's welcomed to heat, pushing down to the knuckle before he draws backs and finds a rhythm. In. Out. Coating his finger with her wetness before his own selfish arousal encourages him to add another, feeling her pussy stretch in his shape. ]
You feel good. [ He starts, looking up at her with half-lidded eyes with a gaze that remains clear. ] You really want me to fuck you, huh?
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He accuses her of wanting him, and he'll feel immediately the way it makes her tense up. The channel of her cunt squeezing down on the fingers he has buried inside her.]
Maybe I'm a little curious... All you did last time was use your mouth, after all. Maybe all that strength you have is worthless? It might be interesting to find out.
[Then again, strength and typical stamina isn't everything. Narumi Gen provided that when he gave her the unequivocal worst and most boring fuck of her life. Though she has come to regret making fun of him publicly for it, since that spurred such an insufferable man like him to get better just to spite her.
Tohsaka grips his hair a little tighter. Digs her nails in his back a little deeper.]
But you? You've wanted to fuck me, too. [If his erection against her thigh is anything to go by.]
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His skin gives underneath the wake of her nails, red and angry streaks across his back as she begins to claw herself into him. It earns a satisfying hiss as his free hand grips her waist and pulls her closer into his lap. As close as he physically can, at least. ] I wonder how disappointed you'd be if that were the truth. [ He cants his head coyly, his smile never reaching his eyes as his teeth nip at the curve of her breasts. Sucking against the skin until it's left with a mark. ]
Relax. [ It's a command, rather than a request, his tone just a hint darker. ] Let me hear just how cute you are before I just put it in...
[ It's asked as he twists his hand, his palm slick with her wetness dripping from his fingers. He wonders what she tastes like, what sort of face she'd make if he just dipped his head down to replace his fingers with his mouth -- would she be more disappointed than surprised? Would she become embarrassed or irritated?
He wants to see Rin become frustrated and ruined, flushed red with pleasure and aching. It causes his cock to throb, the ache hardly satisfying as he longs to fit himself inside her down to the hilt. ] But maybe I should just be greedy again and shove it in? You'd take it either way, wouldn't you?
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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.]
sorry for the delay! had a work trip
[ 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. ]
it's no problem! glad to have you back
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.]
me walking back into this thread with cookies
All that has ever made him halt in his efforts is the feeling of being alone, and so far that's only kept Obikawa from acting on his emotions once.
Hands placed on either side of her head, cushioned by the couch, he allows her to examine his teeth. There's a look of curiosity evident in his expression - a quirked brow and head tilt - paired with the light scoff as she finally releases him. ]
Don't bully me. [ He moves in quick, shallow thrusts, as if he's afraid that if he pulls apart from she may slip away from his lap. He relishes in her warmth, the embrace around his cock earning a purr of content from his lips as he continues gyrating his hips into her; a sensual rock. Between the feeling and the sight of Rin's confidence he can feel the heat in the pit of his stomach boil and tangle with knots. ] I just - ... wanna hear you.
[ It'd be an embarrassing request if he had any shame, but thankfully Obikawa left all of that the moment he entered this world. ]
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Yet she also likes catering to the wants of others. Teasing and pleasing them until they become putty in her hand. And so, in this moment, she relents. Rin allows her lips to part and her lashes to lower as her eyes close. With his hands at either side of her head, she makes conscious effort to keep her legs spread for him. Accepting, yet not desperate enough to close around him and keep him locked against her.]
F-fine, okay... I'll let you have that much. What do you want to hear? Your name? How should I call out for you?
[His body drives into her. The collision of skin making a slapping sound that makes her ears burn red to hear. Each hit jostling her body and making Rin's modest chest bounce with the rhythm. It makes for a slow and steady climb of pleasure — causing her voice to go soft and breathy.]
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He won't, of course; adjusted to this body and the identity tied with it. But not enough to keep the soul of the man fully restrained, and in the midst of his lust and focus on the warmth wrapped tight around his cock the god doesn't recognize it. The name he wants to be called, proof that a human being once existed outside of the dark depths of a god's stomach.
Obikawa leans forward, forehead pressed against a bare shoulder as his body warms with want. A need so demanding that he can't help but fully push the full length of his cock inside of her, one hand moving to grope a breast into the palm of his hand. ]
Ki - ... yoshi. Call me Kiyoshi.
[ His thoughts are distracted by the sound of their bodies coming together. His pre combined with her wetness allowing him to swiftly pull and push back inside, the heat rushing to the center of his chest and encouraging him to climax with each thrust. ]
Can I come inside? I can come inside, right? I really want to.
[ Hell, he'd beg for it. ]
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Her reply is surprisingly honest when she says:]
Yes, Kiyoshi. Come inside me. Kiyoshi, I want you to. Keep going—
[Her words cut short by a lascivious moan drawn out of her lungs, rumbling through her throat, and falling from her lips elicited by a particularly hard thrust. Rin's legs finally lock around Obikawa as he drives into her again and again. Her own desire climbing with the way he rocks into her. In chasing his own pleasure Obikawa drives hers higher — waves of it washing over her and eroding all sense of reason and pride. He'll feel how all her muscles begin to tense: coiling tight around him like a metal spring.]
Kiyoshi, [she calls once more] Don't hold back.