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[ "Something else", huh.

There's a part of her heart that hammers in her chest when he says all of that, her breaths heavy with a strange sort of anticipation. He's said he's wanted to see her touch herself later. ]

Then, don't. I don't want you. . .to. Ahh—

[ There's yearning that drips in her voice as she drowns in the touch, the feeling of him against him until she can't take it anymore, her sounds growing heavier, breathy as her body trembles.

It's a sign of what's to come as she, well.

Literally comes. ]

[He doesn't keep talking - he can't, can't even think straight, through the clamour of sensation - only keeps his body moving, fucking her steadily through her orgasm, reveling in the way her body feels beneath him and around him, getting closer and closer to his own release.]

[ It's okay because Inaba is way too distracted by riding out her climax and even after it's done, she's still caught up in how he continues to move deep inside her, hitting the right spots that just cause her to cry out. To latch onto him tightly and not let go.

To want him to finish and bury himself inside of her.

An inkling of her knows that it's wrong, but the desperation she has doesn't seem to care, wrapping her legs around him to keep him there. ]

[Her legs wrapping around him is unexpected, and it's too much, making each thrust into her shallower, shorter, until he's gasping for breath.]

I'm -

[Before he can finish the warning his hips buck against hers and heat floods inside her as he comes, shaking against her, a long, drawn-out orgasm. He doesn't stop moving until it's done, and then he collapses across her.]

[ She hears the warning and has to brace herself for it letting out a bit of a loud cry as he continues to move against her before he finally finishes, collapsing.

It's enough for her to let out a rather heated, shaky sigh next to him. ]

Haa. . . t- that really happened. . .

I didn't mean it... to go that far.

[He's still trying to catch his breath, and he sounds... about half apologetic. The rest of him is warm and still and deeply content, and he's still hard inside her.]

It's okay, [ she says the words a little apologetically, wearing a thin smile ] I. . . let it happen.

... We both got carried away.

[His hand strokes along her arm, reluctant to surrender the contact.]

But I think... we both enjoyed ourselves?

Yeah, we did.

[ She'll take as much of the blame as him. ]

It was. . . [...] Nice.

[Souji pauses, considering his next words carefully. He feels more clear-headed, now; they could certainly be sensible about this, take a shower, get dressed, and go about their day. On the other hand... her chest feels very good pressed up against his, and he did make at least an implicit offer earlier he doesn't want to leave unfulfilled, if she's still interested. He tilts his head, studying her closely at close range, and presses a kiss against her collar bone that would have been chaste if he wasn't still buried inside her.]

... Do you want to keep going?

[ While it's true that she doesn't feel as needy anymore, her heart is still hammering in her chest. She doesn't know if it's the thrill or something completely different.

But it doesn't matter. ]

Mm. . . yeah, I do. I'd really like to.

What do you want to try?

[There's an edge of mischief beneath the curiosity of his voice. He could watch her touch herself, and she could watch him... they could go down on each other, messy as they are now... they could fuck again, like this, or she could roll over and he could take her from behind, maybe teasing or exploring her ass as well... but he can't quite bring himself to suggest any of those things so blatantly. He wants to hear what she wants, first.]

[ What does she want to try?

There's a bit of a curious hum inquisitively, a little deep in thought. ]

A lot of the stuff I'd want are things that I'd doubt I'd be able to do right now, admittedly.

... That just makes me more curious.

Promise you won't make fun of me?

[He starts a little, surprised even at the thought.]

I promise.

I. . . kind of want to get tied up.

[ There.

She said it. ]

[He's surprised, that's for certain, but the idea still makes his body twitch with excitement.]

We could try that... do you have anything I can tie you with?

That's why I said we might not be able to do it. I'm pretty sure that I don't. It's not like I bought anything that can be used for that sort of thing.

I could hold your wrists in place? I'm not sure if that's the same at all...

It's definitely pretty different but wouldn't that be troublesome for you to do that the whole time?

I'm not sure. I've never tried it...

[He presses down slowly with his hips, experimentally.]

As long as I can watch you come again, I'll try almost anything.

Do you really want to see that so badly? Pervert. . .

[ She's calling him out on it, her face still red and flustered. ]

I do. I want... to know I made you come again.

[He rolls his hips against hers slowly. He's not going to deny being a pervert when they're already like this.]

I want to lick you... and I want to come inside you... and I want to watch you touch yourself. I want a lot more than that, too - as long as you still want it.

[ Hearing him say all of that is enough to make her heart race steadily. Even though she's aware that she probably shouldn't push this any further, especially now that clarity has come back, she still... ]

If you're okay with a bad girl like me, then. Yes. I'll let you have your way with me some more.

Edited 2019-06-21 19:21 (UTC)

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