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

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[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.

[dereban]

"Trust". . .

[ That's a pretty heavy word, especially given how hard it is for her to trust others. But her mind is a little clouded with how all of this feels. ]

Maybe I just want honesty.

[ She's that kind of person.

Although feeling him so deep like this is making her expression kind of melt, her mouth parting slightly as she can't help but moan eagerly. ]

Ahh. . . I'm so close. You really want to see that?

[fridgeninja]

I really do. After that... we can find something else...

[He's having trouble shaping any really profound thoughts, panting, hips moving more urgently, chest colliding with hers as his movements grow larger, clumsier, dimpling the mattress beneath them as he rides her.]

I won't hide... anything I want...

[dereban]

[ "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. ]

[fridgeninja]

[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.]

[dereban]

[ 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. ]

[fridgeninja]

[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.]

[dereban]

[ 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. . .