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Seta Souji ⬤ Persona 4
residential district ⬤ Middle Lunatia, New Arrival Apartments
moonblessing ⬤ Iris

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[dereban]

It is, but it's also. . .

[ Her words trail off. It isn't enough. ]

Same here. I think I understand you a lot better now, for sure

[fridgeninja]

I'm glad. It's good to have a chance to... get to know someone here, and make friends.

[He means, without falling into bed with them first, but he's not going to be so crass as to say so directly. They're enjoying a comfortable moment and he wants to prolong it as long as they can.

Although, his brain suggests to him, in a mental voice that sounds all too reasonable, it wasn't as though it would be uncomfortable to put his arm around her. Or kiss her.

He patiently ignores the voice.]

[dereban]

. . .yeah.

[ Her answer is a little quiet as her free hand curls into the sheets. The thought is really tempting and she can practically hear her heart racing in her chest.

But that might be Inaba's enhanced sense of hearing at play. ]

[fridgeninja]

[Carefully, he reaches over with his free hand and curls fingers around hers - the hand he's already holding.

Of course, there's no point in holding one hand with two, so once that hand is there, he draws the other back, and hesitates only a moment.]

Let me know if this is too much.

[But it's not much at all - just taking the arm that was lying beside hers and wrapping it around the small of their back, keeping them snugly together. The feeling of blissful content grows, the moons rewarding them by whatever atavistic mechanism moonlacing operates on.]

[dereban]

[ A part of her wonders in anticipation what he plans to do and when he moves his hand right there, it's comfortable.

To be honest, it even sends a shiver down her spine because of how nice it feels. ]

Is it weird. . .to still want more?

[ Her voice pitched a bit, obviously flustered. ]

[fridgeninja]

... I wasn't going to say anything about it, but if it's weird... I'm weird, too.

[He presses his lips together, a little anxious gesture, and then inclines his head towards hers until he can more easily looking in the eye.]

Would you like me to kiss you?

[dereban]

[ She usually isn't like this. Yearning and needy and wanting — it's such a vulnerability that she hates to show to other people.

And she knows if she answers here, if she says that one single word, she can't go back.

Swallowing hard, the flush never leaving her cheeks for a single second, she quietly nods. ]

. . .yes.

[ Her voice is still pitching high at that single word and it's kind of embarrassing. ]

[fridgeninja]

Good.

[Because he definitely wants to kiss her. He leans in the rest of the way, slowly, leaving time for second thoughts, before his lips brush hers, lightly, the gentlest of kisses, while his self-restraint will still permit it.]

[dereban]

[ This isn't her first kiss.

But the second that he leans in the rest of the way and she can feel lips on her own. It's soft and gentle — the feeling is nice in comparison to the simple hand holding gesture and she can't help but relish in it, humming with a pleased connotation as she instinctively deepens the kiss herself. ]

[fridgeninja]

[Souji mirrors people. It isn't usually conscious, it's just how he is. So as Inaba deepens the kiss, he'll reciprocate, mouth opening obligingly against hers. His hands shift, the arm around her back sliding up to the bottom of her ribs, the hand that was holding hers wrapping around her from the other side, until he has her encircled in a light embrace.]

[dereban]

[ Ah.

The closeness of it all is almost a little overwhelming, but not necessarily in a bad way. Although she finds herself pulling away and leaning her forehead against his. ]

Mm. That wasn't bad.

[fridgeninja]

... Only not bad?

[There's a little tease in his voice, and he relaxes his arms just a little - but doesn't let them drop away. The contact is too nice.]

You're a good kisser.

[dereban]

Yep.

[ If he can tease a little, she can throw in with the rest of them. ]

Well, experience helps, I guess.

[fridgeninja]

Practice makes perfect.

... Would you like to practice some more?

[dereban]

Or so they say.

[ The moment he says 'practice', though, her mind immediately- ]

Yes. Please.

[ If it's just practice, then it's fine. ]

[fridgeninja]

[This time, he closes the distance between them without any hesitation, mouth opening against hers right away, eyes fluttering shut, arms tightening around her enough that the side of her chest presses against the front of his.]

[dereban]

[ Her lips part a little bit when she feels his own, her hands making their way onto his shoulders as she keeps herself close. The sound of her muffled voice against his own is needy and full of a desperation for more.

Just to show that, her tongue pokes at his lower lip tentatively, a quiet 'is this okay' there. ]

[fridgeninja]

[He nips at her lower lip, lightly, playfully, and deepens the kiss again - it's more than okay. He can feel himself all but shivering as he leans into her, and one of his hands makes its way up her side, cupping her breast through her shirt.]

[dereban]

[ Ah.

This is nice. And it doesn't help that the feeling of him nipping on her lower lip like that sends shivers down her spine, slipping her tongue into his mouth to try and take over the kiss.

But it does cause her to help a bit when he snakes a hand up her side before feeling her chest. Her chest is admittedly on the smaller end - she's a B cup - which he might be able to tell through the fabric, but Inaba doesn't seem to care. ]

[fridgeninja]

[When she doesn't push him away, when she kisses him harder, he'll do more than just touch, lifting, fingers tightening, squeezing gently. He lets her take the lead on the kiss, but he kisses back, just as eagerly, breathless against her lips..]

[dereban]

[ He's eager and she's finding herself melting into it with every passing second.

It's obvious that this benefits both of them, so why stop now?

Another moan slips from her before she pulls away slightly, breathless and a obvious want in her voice, rubbing her thighs together impatiently. ]

Give me more. Touch me more. I can't take it. . . I want to— please.

[fridgeninja]

Take off your shirt.

[His voice is low, intent, unembarrassed, as he squeezes her chest again, then draws back, letting his hands slide slowly off her, fingertips trailing, to work at the button of his collar and on down, until he can strip his own shirt off in one impatient gesture. He doesn't know where it lands or, frankly, care.]

[dereban]

Mm.

[ Hearing his words like that sends more shudders down her spine and she wants to hear more of it.

Once his hands are off her, the cravings that she gets for the touch, for more as the thought slowly fills her mind, reaching near her collar to undo the tie before shrugging off the uniform jacket and pull up her outer layer vest up and over her head before popping open the buttons of her collared shirt, one by one before shrugging it off, revealing the bra underneath, her expression looking a little sheepish now. ]

Is this. . .okay?

[fridgeninja]

You look beautiful.

[His voice is gentle, almost reverent, and he reaches back over to slip a hand under her bra, fingers pressing firmly into the bare skin beneath, feeling the shivery rush of Chroma from the contact.]

[dereban]

Ah-

[...]

Really? I mean, I'm not really that self conscious of my appearance-

[ She's been described as a model before, so she knows she has good looks. ]

But I know a lot of guys are into bigger breasts, and. . .