[ 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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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.