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

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[fridgeninja]

Is there a different way I should say it?

[He lays a kiss at the corner of her jaw, then the side of her neck, then the slope of one breast, while his fingers continue to massage the other.]

I think you're beautiful, so... I want you to know it.

[dereban]

That's-

[ ...

She gets a little distracted by the kisses on her warm skin, toes curling inwards a bit. ]

Mm. Just don't say it like some sort of weird pervert. It's more embarrassing that way.

[fridgeninja]

I'll do my best.

[He murmurs that reassurance against the top of her breast, then takes as much as he can in his mouth, suckling on her.

His free hand is sliding down her side, over her skirt, and onto her leg, resting on bare thigh between skirt and stocking, if there is any.]

[dereban]

[ She kind of wonders what he means by that, but it's soon shown through his actions instead of his words as he takes in her breast in his mouth, enough for her to start eliciting soft sounds that only grow in volume with each passing second.

And don't worry, there's plenty of thigh for him to touch there. ]

Mm— fuck. . .

[fridgeninja]

[He makes a small, inquisitive noise in the back of his throat, still suckling on her breast, but he doesn't stop, doesn't draw back to clarify, and his hand slides slowly up her leg, beneath the hem of her skirt - not all the way, just yet, but his fingers are lying light on the inside of their thigh and there's absolutely no question where they're heading.]

[dereban]

[ To be fair, she doesn't want him to stop, her breaths steadily growing shakier, heavier as she buckles slightly into his touch.

She knows exactly where he's heading and there's no way that she'd want to refuse him.

So she just begs for him: ]

Don't tease me like this. . .

[fridgeninja]

[With permission, his hand closes the rest of the distance, moving up to press between her thighs, rubbing a tight circle over the fabric of her panties, and at the same time, raising his head from her breast to lean in and kiss her once more, eager, uninhibited now.]

[dereban]

[ The eagerness is reciprocated easily and fully the very second their lips meet, not even bothering for a single second to muffle any of the sounds she makes within the kiss.

She's not going to stop any of this.

She doesn't want to.

Her hips buckle slightly at the touch of his hand tracing her underwear, which he'll notice is already clinging onto her, already soaked through thanks to her own Moonblessing. ]

[fridgeninja]

[By this point he's closer to kneeling over her on the edge of the bed than he is sitting next to her, and he takes advantage of the kiss to nudge her backward, pressing forward with his shoulders while he nips at her lips and keeps his hands busy on her chest and between her legs, until she has to either push back or topple backwards.]

[dereban]

[ If he wants to push her down onto the bed, she easily lowers herself onto the bed, shifting her body a little bit so that her legs aren't dangling from the side of the mattress. ]

We're really doing this, huh.

[fridgeninja]

... I can hold back, if you need me to.

[The words cost him, visibly, but now that he's over her, while the hand on her breast first presses down, then slips off of her to help hold himself up, the hand between her legs keeps rubbing, fervently tracing the contours of her body as if the fabric is no barrier at all. If he stops now, he won't be going farther than flopping on the bed beside her and desperately working his own body until he comes - he's far past the point where that need is inevitable - but if she doesn't want to...]

But if you want to... as much as I do, then...

[Yes. Please, please yes, he thinks, overheated, barely coherent, staring down at her while his chest heaves with one labored, desperate breath after another.]

[dereban]

No, no— if you hold back, I. . . I'll have to deal with it all by myself. Unless you're into that kind of thing.

[ Because she would not mind that at all in the slightest. ]

But I want to. I really want to.

[fridgeninja]

It's not that I wouldn't be into it, but right now...

[He'll just say it.]

I really want to be inside you.

[He sits back on his haunches, hands leaving her for a moment, to unfasten his pants, push them and his boxers down impatiently, baring himself in front of her without a second thought. His cock is pressed almost flat against his stomach, as broad as three fingers pressed together, the flushed dark tip of him already beaded with a drop of pre-come.]

[dereban]

Ah—

[ She can't help but flush not only when he admits that and even strips down. It feels pretty different when she actually sees him, her cheeks flushing quite a bit. ]

Then. . . take me. Please. I want to be fucked.

[fridgeninja]

[He pulls her underwar down and away from her body, leaving her in only her skirt, in disarray enough that it hides nothing of her body, and bites his lip, looking her over, before reaching up to brush fingers across her again, feeling how wet she is, watching her with exquisite care.

His voice is almost matter-of-fact.]

You're going to get what you want.

[dereban]

[ Letting him take the lead on this is nice.

It's pretty different from what she's ever imagining actually doing this sort of thing. Her cheeks are red as her gaze fixes on his, nodding. ]

Give me what I want, then.

[fridgeninja]

[Souji eases himself forward, slowly, until the tip of his cock nudges between her legs, gasping and shivering at the feeling, but he's past waiting. This is what they both want...

He shifts the angle of his hips, just a little, rubbing across her for a moment until he feels the head of his cock slip against her, the tip sinking in, and he rolls his hips, slowly, pressing his body against hers.]

[dereban]

[ Feeling him slowly push himself forward only seems to make her hiss a little at it; while it might be true that's what they both want and she's been anticipating it, that doesn't change how it feels.

Honestly, it's kind of a turn on in of itself, doing this at all. So the more he makes his way in with the way he rubs against her, enough to make her moan against him, feeling her breasts pressed up against his chest. ]

You really wanted this too, didn't you?

[ At this point, her voice is sultry, needy. . . desperate. ]

[fridgeninja]

I want it... a lot...

[He can't manage to be too articulate, not while he feels her so tight around him, her breasts rubbing against his chest, and he tries his best not to be impatient, to stay slow and gradual so this is easier for them both, but he won't stop, not until he's hilted inside her.]

If there's something you want. Something that feels good. Tell me, and...

[His hips press down on hers, as if for emphasis.]

[dereban]

[ A lot, huh.

Feeling him deep inside of her like this is a little overwhelming, but not necessarily in a bad way.

But something that she wants? ]

Just. . . I- [...] Let me hear your voice.

[ She is actually strangely into hearing someone talk dirty to her while fucking. ]

[fridgeninja]

I think... I understand.

[His hips are rocking slowly against hers, not thrusting, not yet, and he props himself up pn his elbows so that he doesn't crush her into the mattress.]

I guess... it shouldn't be a surprise right now... that we want to do what rabbits do. Or that... sometime later... I do want to watch you touch yourself.

[dereban]

[ Her face is practically blooming with a dark flush when he starts talking like that, and it's enough for her to feel warm in her chest and something pooling in her stomach. ]

I. . . guess so. It's not weird that I want so much, is it?

[fridgeninja]

If it is... then I'm weird, too? That isn't something I care about. If we're weird or not... you feel good. Especially right... there.

[His hips arch, pressing deeper into her, the angle shifting, and he lets the motion emphasize the words. Just at that deep spot inside her... that feels far too good to care if it's weird or not.]

[dereban]

That's— ahh. . .

[ Her words are cut off slightly when he emphasizes exactly where he feels especially good, and honestly? He's not the only one that feels it, though. Because Inaba definitely does feel it.

And she is obviously enjoying herself, evidenced by how she clutches the sheets beneath her. ]

Yeah, it doesn't matter. I just want you to do what you like. Even if it's weird.

[fridgeninja]

That's trusting me with a lot.

[He grinds against her, hips still pressing down, and then relents, setting up a slow rhythm over her, planting kisses on her neck and shoulders when he's at his deepest inside her.]

I want to start... by seeing what you look like when you come.