[ Neither of them really knows what they're doing, yet that doesn't seem to matter. Especially not in that moment when his gaze meets hers, sending a surprisingly deep pang of desire through her lower body- and in that next second he's pressing his tongue to her pussy. He's not shy about licking her, about fucking her with his tongue, focusing his entire attention on pleasing her in such a lewd way that makes her squirm and moan against the sheets. Every part of it is experimental but it feels... really good. His tongue is warm and wet inside of her, teasing at her entrance and filling her with the urge to reach out and grab fistfuls of his hair as he fucks her with his mouth.
And fingers...? The next thing she feels is calloused fingertips exploring her, feeling around and- Yes, that is definitely her clit that he is now rolling between those fingers of his.
Of course Mitsuru had touched herself before, used a variety of (very expensive) toys even- and yet none of that prepares her for the feeling of someone else touching her where she's most sensitive. Her eyes widen and she gasps, immediately grabbing fistfuls of the sheets either side of herself. ]
Akihiko- [ She's never said his name like that before. No hint of scolding, exasperation or an upcoming attempt to reason with him about something. No, this is needy- like he's found exactly the right spot and she absolutely wants him to do more, to keep going. ]
[ Oh, that's... he's never heard Mitsuru say his name like that before, needy in a way Mitsuru never is. Almost vulnerable. She wants him — needs him — to do exactly what he was just doing again and make her feel good. That's what that cry of his name says and it's invigorating in a way he didn't expect. It makes his eyes flick up to meet hers again before looking back down at what he's doing. He pulls his mouth off of her for a moment, if only to spread her folds and with his eyes, find her clit again.
He used his fingers before but if he used his tongue next...? And that's just what he does, leaning forward to slide his tongue against her clit and suck lightly on the little bud. His eyes look up again to watch her face, her heaving chest, and he just gets to work right there, pleasuring and sucking on her clit while his fingers move to her hole, pressing a finger into her and rubbing against her inner walls.
[ Fun. There are so many other words to describe it that Mitsuru might think of if she weren’t struggling to remain somewhat coherent altogether. So yes, fun seems correct. A breathless almost chuckle escapes her as their eyes meet again, interrupted by a groan as his tongue finds her next, the suction that follows causing one of her thighs to involuntarily twitch.
His fingers are calloused, strong, dexterous- what you’d expect from a former high school boxing champion- it had never occurred to her that his hands might be put to another, much more pleasurable kind of use but it’s rapidly dawning on her now. He presses his finger into her and her lower back practically arches against the surface of the bed, eager for more. All the while his tongue and lips are doing things to her clit that have her moaning his name again. ]
Akihiko, you’re- you’re going to make me come like this-
[ Mitsuru can feel it, that tell-tale tingling warmth building between her legs. It has her becoming increasingly greedy for this, focused on nothing but what is happening to her body and her own pleasure for once. She isn’t used to this, being so grounded in what is happening in the present and not her own thoughts and always being one step ahead. It’s almost dizzying.
Turns out dizzy requires a far better anchor to cling to than the sheets and finally, she reaches out a hand to grab a fistful of his hair. Whilst her thighs tighten around him- ] God, Akihiko- Don’t stop-
[ He's not going to stop, he can't. Not when it feels this good. It's almost as good as kissing, he thinks a little deliriously. Slurping and sucking and mouthing at her wetness while she moans and begs for more underneath him. It's a heady feeling in him, being able to pleasure Mitsuru like this, being able to give such a good feeling to his friend. She's falling apart beneath him and he watches with eager eyes, his cock achingly hard and twitching as he aches for some sort of reprieve from his pent up arousal.
But he doesn't want to stop either, doesn't think of the fact he could switch now and fuck her instead. No, she's telling him not to stop so why would he change his actions? Instead, he slides another finger into her, the two digits scissoring her open and curling inside of her as he massages her inner walls. His touch is exploratory, curious, feeling the inner muscle of her pussy and the hot heat of it. He can't help but imagine this soft muscle clenching around his cock, squeezing him tight in the heat of her and he groans softly against her just because of that.
When her hand grabs his hair, he jerks forward a bit, pressing more firmly into her with his fingers and swallowing around her as he keeps his lips on her clit. His hips jerk forward instinctively, cock aching with the need for relief. First, he has to make her come though. And then after... well... girls can come more than once, right? ]
[ She's never fallen apart like this before, and no small part of her is grateful that it's Akihiko seeing this. Sex is obviously intimate regardless, but seeing her of all people with her guard down like this, wholly focused on pleasure; it's not something she would allow with just anyone. She's glad it's him - although not a thought she dwells on too closely.
Not when that building heat between her legs reaches its peak, warmth curling in her lower abdomen as she squirms against the sheets, hand tightening in his hair as he scissors two fingers inside of her and her inner walls quiver around them as she comes. She cries out his name, louder this time- unfortunate that there is nobody else on the same floor to hear it as it certainly would cement the belief that they'd come up here to fuck... Which they absolutely are.
Mitsuru's grip in his hair eventually slackens, her quivering thighs going slack and arched back eventually slumping back down against the bed as she attempts to catch her breath. Her face, her neck and her breasts are flushed, her long red hair a cascading mess against the sheets. She sighs, saying his name again, ] Akihiko... [ Softer this time, urging him to join her on the bed.
[ His face gets covered in her release when she comes and he's barely expecting it. Of course, he knows that she's close and he knows that his face is right there, his mouth hungrily licking at her clit and then her entrance and then back to her clit as he chases her pleasure. He can feel her inner walls clench and unclench around his fingers, the tension building in her and she's so close so close so close —
She cries out his name and his face gets covered in her release as it bursts out of her. It's not as bad as it could be (of course, he doesn't know this, doesn't yet know the concept of squirting) but it's still a lot and he pulls off after she finishes with his mouth dripping with her come. He pulls his fingers out of her then and wipes his mouth with a hand, looking down at the fluid on it and lifting it back to his mouth to lick at it. Just to taste, you know?
... It doesn't taste bad.
But then he's hearing his name from her and he looks up, his cock aching a little more than he'd like and he shivers slightly, knowing what the next step would be. To be inside her. To fuck her. He wants that, he wants that bad. ]
You should, uhm. [ His voice is a little hoarse now, with everything. ] Get comfortable. In whatever position you want. So I can —
[ So he can what? Fuck her? Yeah. If she wants to lay on the pillows and spread herself out for him to fuck into her and they roll around in bed together as a result, he's game for that. Or maybe she wants to ride him? He's never done that before either but he doesn't know what Mitsuru's preferences are.
Regardless though, he drops his hand and wraps it around his cock, using her release as lubrication to stroke his cock a few times just to get the edge off. He really wants to fuck her now though, really badly. There's nothing else he'd rather do more in this moment. ]
[ There is something appealing about watching him taste her. It shouldn't be, on the face of it it seems filthy but... perhaps that is precisely the appeal? Just in the same way seeing him between her legs like this turns her on.
They're totally on the same page it seems as he looks up at her. The sight of his cock, hard and wet with her makes her swallow, a deep pang of desire in her core and between her legs making her shudder. She wants Akihiko to fuck her, wants it so badly she can't contemplate anything else beyond this. Not until she gets this.
As for her preferences, it would help if she had an actual frame of reference... Staying on her back to start seems like it might be most comfortable while they explore one another? Yet there is no small part of her that wants to press him onto his back and feel the full extent of his cock as she rides him-
Still, she should be honest, right? ] I'm- [ How to phrase it? Come on, it's Akihiko. When are they ever not straight talking with one another? ] I haven't gone this far before.
[ Funny enough, he ... thinks he knew that. Or rather, he hoped that was the case because the idea of doing this all with Mitsuru and being the one without experience seems ... crazy in a way. They have so many first experiences with each other that this just falls into another round of what they should be doing together. Pushing boundaries, exploring each other, figuring out what they like, why wouldn't they do that... together?
So, if she's looking for surprise or shock or embarrassment when she makes the confession — she doesn't get it. There's only a nod of his head and his forehead drops against her thigh as he continues to stroke himself, panting softly as the arousal curls in his gut and makes his body grow more and more pent up. ]
Me either, though I think that's obvious? [ He turns his head, his cheek still pressed to her thigh as he looks up at her. His hand can't stop the pace on his cock. ] There weren't any girls I wanted to do this with.
[ Or guys, for that matter, but Akihiko isn't thinking of that either. He just wants to fuck her but she hasn't moved yet and he's hesitant to do anything before he knows what she wants. ]
I like doing this with you though. You make me really hot.
[ She had been over thinking as usual, trying to predict what kind of reaction she might get to her confession when really - it simply doesn't matter. Still, it only feels correct that they're on equal footing with one another, in sync as they usually are. And, as he watches his hand stroking his cock, she can't help but appreciate his patience. She knows it's not in his nature...
She can't help but chuckle softly at his admission, reaching to run her fingers through his hair again as she pairs that with praise, ]
Not that obvious, Akihiko. [ Given that he'd made her come all over his face on a first attempt...
She reaches for him them, hands placed over his shoulder blades as she tugs him towards her, legs still parted as she readies herself for him being on top of her. She has no idea if things will stay that way, with the mood she's in she feels as though she wants to try everything, find out which buttons to press and what they both like the most... ]
I like doing this with you too. [ Her response is breathy, want clear in her voice, slick cunt pressed against him the moment their bodies are together and she can't resist the urge to grind up against him. It's instinctual, it feels right- ] I want you inside me-
[ When she runs fingers through his hair, he tilts his head up into it, almost like a cat ready to purr as it's pet. If this wasn't combined with the way he keeps stroking his cock, it might even be cute. But for now, he does smile a little bashfully at the praise and his eyes flicker to the wet lips of her pussy, eager to press his mouth to it again but even more eager to slide his cock inside of it.
When she reaches for him, he goes with her, shifting up the bed a little and absentmindedly grabbing a pillow from the headboard to bring it closer for Mitsuru to tuck it under her head. He lays on top of her then, her legs parted on either side of him and her slickness pressed against his cunt. A muffled noise leaves him as she begins to rock up into him and he breathes a little harder. ]
Y-Yeah... let's... let's do this all the time.
[ He means it. With how good this feels, he wants to chase the high of it all the time. He wants to wake up buried inside of her, go to sleep buried inside of her, fuck her throughout the day, just constantly be on top of each other with lips and tongues and fingers and everything. Of course, that's the deranged thought of a boy completely pent up and ready to fuck, but he can't help himself.
At least he doesn't linger, reaching down to grasp the base of his cock and guide it forward. He pushes it past her lips, sliding up and down through her wetness before his tip catches on her entrance and he presses further. Inside her. Closer. The tip of his cock pops past her rim and he groans as he starts to feel her envelop him, the tight, wet heat of her grasping every inch of his cock as he sinks deep, deep, deeper inside of her. His breath hitches and he lets go of his cock, his hands sliding over her thighs and gripping her hips as he continues to press into her. Deeper, deeper. ]
Y-You're so... so tight... h-haaaah...
[ And then he snaps his hips forward, unable to help himself, as he buries himself deep inside of her all the way to the hilt. After, he just pauses, breathing hard as his hips grind into her but he doesn't pull out just yet. This is truly out of this world for him. ]
[ She had been prepared for it to hurt at first, the moment she takes him all the way. It does - although not in any way she can’t handle, especially not someone like her. That and it pales utterly in the face of how much she wants this, needs it even. That’s what it feels like now, like she’s been missing something all along and now that she’s finally getting it - she can’t get enough of it.
She feels every inch of him burying himself inside of her, filling her up, making her gasp aloud and cling harder to his shoulder blades and eventually wrap her arms tightly around his neck. He’s so thick, so hard, it makes her tremble around him, moaning and mewling long and loud against the shell of his ear while she fails to suppress the urge to gently graze the lobe with her teeth and she breathes out his name in a heated rush, ] Akihiko- This feels so good-
[ So completely and utterly right. God, what had they both been waiting for all along? She knows they both need to pace themselves, that this is the first time but- she can’t hold herself back from rutting up against him, meeting those grinds of his dick with movements of her own, immediately wanting to match him, to meet him with this. ]
[ The thought of pacing himself is long gone when she begins to rut up against him, to meet his grinding. Especially when she breathes out with praise of how good it feels against his ear. He's making her feel that way. Him. Akihiko. He's the one buried inside of Mitsuru, taking her virginity, making her mewl with pleasure in a way no one else has seen her do so. It makes something powerful rise up in him but also completely at her mercy. All he wants to do is pleasure her, all he wants to do is make her moan helplessly over and over again while he fucks her.
So, that's exactly what he does.
He smashes their lips together in a messy kiss, licking into her mouth and groaning against her while he pulls his hips back and slams them forward. Over and over, he starts to fuck and grind inside of her with every thrust as he kisses her with overwhelming lust. The kisses are molten hot and even deeper and more desperate than the ones they shared in the lobby and he feels her up against him, her breasts rubbing against his chest with every thrust, her legs wrapped around him, the slick wetness of her cunt. It's all so good.
And so he loses himself to it, just a bit. His whole world narrows down to this bed and the two of them in it, doing nothing but enjoying each other's bodies. ]
[ Pleasure and curiosity well and truly unlocked, and now Mitsuru feels as though she wants to try every possible position, every single angle that it's possible for them to fuck one another. Her kisses in return are just as desperate, heated- the way he's fucking her makes her writhe against the surface of the hotel bed and moan her enjoyment, yet she can't resist the urge for more friction, to try something new yet again.
It's all so much, so new- her hands grip his shoulders, pulling him along with her as she moves next onto her side, keeping him buried inside of her with the tangle of her thighs still wrapped around his waist. She's never felt to deeply and desperately like a hormonal teenager as she does now, practically rolling over on the bed with him as she prompts him to fuck her this way round now. At some point the pillow that he had so solicitously placed beneath her head might have taken a tumble off the bed. She doesn't notice, doesn't care. Maintaining unbroken eye contact while they lie on their sides facing one another now makes her cheeks flush, yet she can't look away, a challenge in her gaze as well, she wants him to match her every step of the way while they explore one another, like they never have before.
She tangles the fingers of one of her hands in his hair, tugging a little, husky moan against his mouth, ] Keep going- [ A soft breathless chuckle. ] I want to be sore tomorrow.
[ In a way that has absolutely nothing to do with climbing hundreds of Tartarus steps. ]
[ He's not expecting them to be rolled onto their side but he doesn't dislike the new position at all. Instead, he finds himself fucking up into her harder, more desperately, as the tightness of her cunt distracts him from all other thought and sense. He wants to keep moving with her so badly, wants to keep devouring each other completely. He's much the same as her in that this is new for him, this is not his norm, but he doesn't think he can go back from this now, to pretend this didn't happen, to go back to not having this. He wants to fuck her all night. All the next day. For as long as he can possibly manage.
So, he nods a little deliriously at her words and surges forward to kiss her again. His hands move to take her by the waist, holding her tight as he thrusts up into her, pounding deep inside of her. His cock is thick, long, and he hopes it can dive into every single crevice of pleasure inside of her to make her see stars. That's what he wants. In turn, the tight wetness of her around him is doing in him completely.
The hand in his hair, the hand on his back, it's all so good. Just the right amount of sharp sensation to the deep pleasure he's feeling. Keeps him just aware enough not to lose himself completely in this. Fuck, it's so good. It's just so damn good.
As he kisses her, it grows deep, messy. Tongues sliding against each other, moans pressed into her mouth, he groans softly against hers before licking eagerly inside of her and losing himself to the kiss much like he did earlier at the party. But this is better, there's no one here to distract him from properly kissing Mitsuru. ]
[ She meets his kiss almost desperately in return, mouths almost messy on each other as they kiss and kiss- yet it feels so good, so utterly right. As if something within both of them has finally been unleashed after far, far too long kept contained. Like Akihiko, she wants to keep going, to keep doing this, fucking one another, all night and perhaps into the next day... No doubt she can find an excuse that will allow them to stay longer than planned.
Right now there is only the present though, her legs still tight around his waist as he drives his cock into her, relentless in his movements and she's all too ravenous to take them. She can feel that he's going to make her come again, with his cock this time, reaching parts of her that her own fingers had never managed to do when she had taken the time to explore herself. She likes this position, clearly but there is something about it that isn't quite giving her enough- the lack of purchase perhaps?
Whatever it is, it has her moving again, strong thighs around his middle as she grips his shoulders and now presses him onto his back - her on top. And oh- this- this feels good. And correct, somehow. Him, underneath her, following her lead. She's aware that she's far more on display like this too, the position allowing him full view of her ample breasts as they bounce when she begins to move. Slowly at first, unfamiliar with the new position as she is but quickly finding a rhythm as she begins to ride his dick. She can appreciate the length of him far more like this, feel every inch of him being swallowed up by her cunt. It's a departure from her usually so well spoken self when she says something again, tinglings of the first signs of her impending orgasm growing again, the angle allowing her clit to grind against his pubic bone just so in a way that makes her tremble with pleasure. God this is heaven. ] Need you, Akihiko- I'm-... Going to come so hard-
[ The angle, this fucking angle, is incredible in a way he didn't expect. The way she takes control from him and pins him down, riding his cock like it's a toy for her pleasure more than anything else. His hands scramble to settle on her waist, holding onto her securely but his eyes are wide as he watches her breasts bounce on every thrust and her hair spills across her shoulders with this. She looks amazing, absolutely incredible, and his mouth waters with the urge to put it everywhere on her body.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. ]
You... nnh, you should come. Come on, just — just let go. I'll do the same.
[ He's close too, he realizes. Just the intense foreplay they've been involved in since even down in the lobby, he's not sure he can hold it anymore. He wants to come inside of her, wants to lather her insides with his semen and claim her in that possessive way he's never felt before. It's a little overwhelming but he doesn't mind that either. His thoughts are entirely consumed by what they're doing, with a lust he's never felt before and a hungry need that's new to him. Even if he comes now, even if she comes now, he's near certain neither of them are going to stop just because of it. ]
[ Just let go- as if anything like that was ever so simple for someone like Mitsuru. Yet, in this instance, she finds that it is. Especially with the promise that Akihiko may be about to do the same, a possibility she relishes with a desire she didn't know she had until now. The redhead too wants him to let go, to fill her up with the warmth of his release. She's never felt like this before, this near frenzy of emotion and desire, all sense of composure left behind.
She can feel her own climax building inside of her again, her core set alight with it- so close, tantalisingly so. Akihiko's hands have settled on her waist and she loves them there but in the heat of the moment she finds herself grabbing them, instead pinning them to the mattress on either side of his head, glossy red hair tumbling forward over her breasts with the motion as she leans forward to devour his mouth with her own. Then all at once she's coming- coming so hard she's crying his name against his lips in a heated rush, shaking as she continues to ride his cock, her cunt quivering around him - practically seeking to draw his seed out of him. It's all so blissfully good enough to be almost overwhelming and she's defenseless in the face of it all, that rising tide of pleasure that still has her shaking, her entire body on fire with it. ]
[ When she pins his hands, the surge of arousal that crashes through him is nearly overwhelming. He can barely make a cry before her mouth is on his and he's arching up into it, cock throbbing with the need for release and kissing her back with fervent heat. He's encased in the curtain of her hair and it means all he can see, all he can think about is Mitsuru as they kiss.
And when he feels her squeeze so tight around him in the burst of her release, he can only do the same. Hips jerking up and moan pressed into her lips, he finally comes. Hot, thick ropes of come lather her insides and fill her up as he feels her own burst of fluid around him. They make a mess together of their juices and Akihiko gasps sharply into the kiss, shaking with the force of his orgasm.
He doesn't break from her hold at all, doesn't push her off. Part of him wants to wrap his arms around her, feel her against his body, but the other, larger part of him just wants to submit to her desires. To be what she wants him to be for her pleasure. She pins him there and he groans helplessly into her mouth, even as his balls clench and his cock continues to expend inside of her. ]
[ If Akihiko wants to feel her against him then he'll soon get his wish - Mitsuru maintains this position for as long as she's able, but it isn't long until she all but collapses against him, still moaning softly as the last ebbs of her climax still have her twitching around his cock. Almost as if she's teasing out the last of him in return.
A sigh follows and she feels the urge to kiss his him again, this time soft and soothing against his neck and then his lips once more. She groans when he eventually slips out of her, shivering with pleasure at the sensation of some of his release pooling out of her, a drip between her inner thighs making her blush just a little.
She's still catching her breath when she murmurs, ] That was... [ Are there even words? For once even she is struggling with finding the right one... ] Amazing.
[ It's perfect, the way she collapses against him, and all he can do is make to hold her in his arms. They loop around her body, clutching her tight to him with one hand digging fingers into her shoulder and the other looping around her waist. When she kisses him, he takes the one against his neck and then kisses back eagerly when she presses against his lips. Soft, eager presses of lips to lips, tongue against tongue, and a low moan against her mouth. He wants to stay inside of her, but eventually with his softness he slips free and a shiver runs through him as the cool air hits his cock.
She speaks first, distracting Akihiko slightly. His eyes drop from her eyes to her mouth, watching her plush lips form around her words and thinking distantly of what it'd feel like, to have those lips around his cock. But then he breaks away from the thought because she needs to hear him, he doesn't want to leave her hanging. ]
Yeah... that was... quite a work out. [ Good god, Akihiko. ] I honestly don't know why we hadn't done that before.
[ They could've been doing this since middle school??? ]
[ Quite a work out, of course he would put sex in those terms. It both makes her want to roll her eyes at him but also fills her with a surge of affection. Truthfully, she wouldn't want him to change in that regard, as exasperated as she sometimes might seem with him.
A soft laugh escapes her as she moves off him but remains comfortably nestled against him, breathing back to normal but a satisfying sense of exhaustion still lingering. ]
As were you. I hope you're still planning on staying for breakfast...
[ And other things... That she can probably leave unspoken for now but hopefully even Akihiko can pick up on the fact that she doesn't exactly feel done quite yet. Despite sleep being inviting right now. It's funny, she slept under the safe roof as him more times than she can count and now they're somehow sharing a bed. ]
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And fingers...? The next thing she feels is calloused fingertips exploring her, feeling around and- Yes, that is definitely her clit that he is now rolling between those fingers of his.
Of course Mitsuru had touched herself before, used a variety of (very expensive) toys even- and yet none of that prepares her for the feeling of someone else touching her where she's most sensitive. Her eyes widen and she gasps, immediately grabbing fistfuls of the sheets either side of herself. ]
Akihiko- [ She's never said his name like that before. No hint of scolding, exasperation or an upcoming attempt to reason with him about something. No, this is needy- like he's found exactly the right spot and she absolutely wants him to do more, to keep going. ]
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He used his fingers before but if he used his tongue next...? And that's just what he does, leaning forward to slide his tongue against her clit and suck lightly on the little bud. His eyes look up again to watch her face, her heaving chest, and he just gets to work right there, pleasuring and sucking on her clit while his fingers move to her hole, pressing a finger into her and rubbing against her inner walls.
This... he thinks, this is kind of fun. ]
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His fingers are calloused, strong, dexterous- what you’d expect from a former high school boxing champion- it had never occurred to her that his hands might be put to another, much more pleasurable kind of use but it’s rapidly dawning on her now. He presses his finger into her and her lower back practically arches against the surface of the bed, eager for more. All the while his tongue and lips are doing things to her clit that have her moaning his name again. ]
Akihiko, you’re- you’re going to make me come like this-
[ Mitsuru can feel it, that tell-tale tingling warmth building between her legs. It has her becoming increasingly greedy for this, focused on nothing but what is happening to her body and her own pleasure for once. She isn’t used to this, being so grounded in what is happening in the present and not her own thoughts and always being one step ahead. It’s almost dizzying.
Turns out dizzy requires a far better anchor to cling to than the sheets and finally, she reaches out a hand to grab a fistful of his hair. Whilst her thighs tighten around him- ] God, Akihiko- Don’t stop-
[ Not when she’s so close. ]
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But he doesn't want to stop either, doesn't think of the fact he could switch now and fuck her instead. No, she's telling him not to stop so why would he change his actions? Instead, he slides another finger into her, the two digits scissoring her open and curling inside of her as he massages her inner walls. His touch is exploratory, curious, feeling the inner muscle of her pussy and the hot heat of it. He can't help but imagine this soft muscle clenching around his cock, squeezing him tight in the heat of her and he groans softly against her just because of that.
When her hand grabs his hair, he jerks forward a bit, pressing more firmly into her with his fingers and swallowing around her as he keeps his lips on her clit. His hips jerk forward instinctively, cock aching with the need for relief. First, he has to make her come though. And then after... well... girls can come more than once, right? ]
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Not when that building heat between her legs reaches its peak, warmth curling in her lower abdomen as she squirms against the sheets, hand tightening in his hair as he scissors two fingers inside of her and her inner walls quiver around them as she comes. She cries out his name, louder this time- unfortunate that there is nobody else on the same floor to hear it as it certainly would cement the belief that they'd come up here to fuck... Which they absolutely are.
Mitsuru's grip in his hair eventually slackens, her quivering thighs going slack and arched back eventually slumping back down against the bed as she attempts to catch her breath. Her face, her neck and her breasts are flushed, her long red hair a cascading mess against the sheets. She sighs, saying his name again, ] Akihiko... [ Softer this time, urging him to join her on the bed.
She can't help but note how hard he is. ]
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She cries out his name and his face gets covered in her release as it bursts out of her. It's not as bad as it could be (of course, he doesn't know this, doesn't yet know the concept of squirting) but it's still a lot and he pulls off after she finishes with his mouth dripping with her come. He pulls his fingers out of her then and wipes his mouth with a hand, looking down at the fluid on it and lifting it back to his mouth to lick at it. Just to taste, you know?
... It doesn't taste bad.
But then he's hearing his name from her and he looks up, his cock aching a little more than he'd like and he shivers slightly, knowing what the next step would be. To be inside her. To fuck her. He wants that, he wants that bad. ]
You should, uhm. [ His voice is a little hoarse now, with everything. ] Get comfortable. In whatever position you want. So I can —
[ So he can what? Fuck her? Yeah. If she wants to lay on the pillows and spread herself out for him to fuck into her and they roll around in bed together as a result, he's game for that. Or maybe she wants to ride him? He's never done that before either but he doesn't know what Mitsuru's preferences are.
Regardless though, he drops his hand and wraps it around his cock, using her release as lubrication to stroke his cock a few times just to get the edge off. He really wants to fuck her now though, really badly. There's nothing else he'd rather do more in this moment. ]
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They're totally on the same page it seems as he looks up at her. The sight of his cock, hard and wet with her makes her swallow, a deep pang of desire in her core and between her legs making her shudder. She wants Akihiko to fuck her, wants it so badly she can't contemplate anything else beyond this. Not until she gets this.
As for her preferences, it would help if she had an actual frame of reference... Staying on her back to start seems like it might be most comfortable while they explore one another? Yet there is no small part of her that wants to press him onto his back and feel the full extent of his cock as she rides him-
Still, she should be honest, right? ] I'm- [ How to phrase it? Come on, it's Akihiko. When are they ever not straight talking with one another? ] I haven't gone this far before.
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So, if she's looking for surprise or shock or embarrassment when she makes the confession — she doesn't get it. There's only a nod of his head and his forehead drops against her thigh as he continues to stroke himself, panting softly as the arousal curls in his gut and makes his body grow more and more pent up. ]
Me either, though I think that's obvious? [ He turns his head, his cheek still pressed to her thigh as he looks up at her. His hand can't stop the pace on his cock. ] There weren't any girls I wanted to do this with.
[ Or guys, for that matter, but Akihiko isn't thinking of that either. He just wants to fuck her but she hasn't moved yet and he's hesitant to do anything before he knows what she wants. ]
I like doing this with you though. You make me really hot.
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She can't help but chuckle softly at his admission, reaching to run her fingers through his hair again as she pairs that with praise, ]
Not that obvious, Akihiko. [ Given that he'd made her come all over his face on a first attempt...
She reaches for him them, hands placed over his shoulder blades as she tugs him towards her, legs still parted as she readies herself for him being on top of her. She has no idea if things will stay that way, with the mood she's in she feels as though she wants to try everything, find out which buttons to press and what they both like the most... ]
I like doing this with you too. [ Her response is breathy, want clear in her voice, slick cunt pressed against him the moment their bodies are together and she can't resist the urge to grind up against him. It's instinctual, it feels right- ] I want you inside me-
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When she reaches for him, he goes with her, shifting up the bed a little and absentmindedly grabbing a pillow from the headboard to bring it closer for Mitsuru to tuck it under her head. He lays on top of her then, her legs parted on either side of him and her slickness pressed against his cunt. A muffled noise leaves him as she begins to rock up into him and he breathes a little harder. ]
Y-Yeah... let's... let's do this all the time.
[ He means it. With how good this feels, he wants to chase the high of it all the time. He wants to wake up buried inside of her, go to sleep buried inside of her, fuck her throughout the day, just constantly be on top of each other with lips and tongues and fingers and everything. Of course, that's the deranged thought of a boy completely pent up and ready to fuck, but he can't help himself.
At least he doesn't linger, reaching down to grasp the base of his cock and guide it forward. He pushes it past her lips, sliding up and down through her wetness before his tip catches on her entrance and he presses further. Inside her. Closer. The tip of his cock pops past her rim and he groans as he starts to feel her envelop him, the tight, wet heat of her grasping every inch of his cock as he sinks deep, deep, deeper inside of her. His breath hitches and he lets go of his cock, his hands sliding over her thighs and gripping her hips as he continues to press into her. Deeper, deeper. ]
Y-You're so... so tight... h-haaaah...
[ And then he snaps his hips forward, unable to help himself, as he buries himself deep inside of her all the way to the hilt. After, he just pauses, breathing hard as his hips grind into her but he doesn't pull out just yet. This is truly out of this world for him. ]
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She feels every inch of him burying himself inside of her, filling her up, making her gasp aloud and cling harder to his shoulder blades and eventually wrap her arms tightly around his neck. He’s so thick, so hard, it makes her tremble around him, moaning and mewling long and loud against the shell of his ear while she fails to suppress the urge to gently graze the lobe with her teeth and she breathes out his name in a heated rush, ] Akihiko- This feels so good-
[ So completely and utterly right. God, what had they both been waiting for all along? She knows they both need to pace themselves, that this is the first time but- she can’t hold herself back from rutting up against him, meeting those grinds of his dick with movements of her own, immediately wanting to match him, to meet him with this. ]
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So, that's exactly what he does.
He smashes their lips together in a messy kiss, licking into her mouth and groaning against her while he pulls his hips back and slams them forward. Over and over, he starts to fuck and grind inside of her with every thrust as he kisses her with overwhelming lust. The kisses are molten hot and even deeper and more desperate than the ones they shared in the lobby and he feels her up against him, her breasts rubbing against his chest with every thrust, her legs wrapped around him, the slick wetness of her cunt. It's all so good.
And so he loses himself to it, just a bit. His whole world narrows down to this bed and the two of them in it, doing nothing but enjoying each other's bodies. ]
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It's all so much, so new- her hands grip his shoulders, pulling him along with her as she moves next onto her side, keeping him buried inside of her with the tangle of her thighs still wrapped around his waist. She's never felt to deeply and desperately like a hormonal teenager as she does now, practically rolling over on the bed with him as she prompts him to fuck her this way round now. At some point the pillow that he had so solicitously placed beneath her head might have taken a tumble off the bed. She doesn't notice, doesn't care. Maintaining unbroken eye contact while they lie on their sides facing one another now makes her cheeks flush, yet she can't look away, a challenge in her gaze as well, she wants him to match her every step of the way while they explore one another, like they never have before.
She tangles the fingers of one of her hands in his hair, tugging a little, husky moan against his mouth, ] Keep going- [ A soft breathless chuckle. ] I want to be sore tomorrow.
[ In a way that has absolutely nothing to do with climbing hundreds of Tartarus steps. ]
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So, he nods a little deliriously at her words and surges forward to kiss her again. His hands move to take her by the waist, holding her tight as he thrusts up into her, pounding deep inside of her. His cock is thick, long, and he hopes it can dive into every single crevice of pleasure inside of her to make her see stars. That's what he wants. In turn, the tight wetness of her around him is doing in him completely.
The hand in his hair, the hand on his back, it's all so good. Just the right amount of sharp sensation to the deep pleasure he's feeling. Keeps him just aware enough not to lose himself completely in this. Fuck, it's so good. It's just so damn good.
As he kisses her, it grows deep, messy. Tongues sliding against each other, moans pressed into her mouth, he groans softly against hers before licking eagerly inside of her and losing himself to the kiss much like he did earlier at the party. But this is better, there's no one here to distract him from properly kissing Mitsuru. ]
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Right now there is only the present though, her legs still tight around his waist as he drives his cock into her, relentless in his movements and she's all too ravenous to take them. She can feel that he's going to make her come again, with his cock this time, reaching parts of her that her own fingers had never managed to do when she had taken the time to explore herself. She likes this position, clearly but there is something about it that isn't quite giving her enough- the lack of purchase perhaps?
Whatever it is, it has her moving again, strong thighs around his middle as she grips his shoulders and now presses him onto his back - her on top. And oh- this- this feels good. And correct, somehow. Him, underneath her, following her lead. She's aware that she's far more on display like this too, the position allowing him full view of her ample breasts as they bounce when she begins to move. Slowly at first, unfamiliar with the new position as she is but quickly finding a rhythm as she begins to ride his dick. She can appreciate the length of him far more like this, feel every inch of him being swallowed up by her cunt. It's a departure from her usually so well spoken self when she says something again, tinglings of the first signs of her impending orgasm growing again, the angle allowing her clit to grind against his pubic bone just so in a way that makes her tremble with pleasure. God this is heaven. ] Need you, Akihiko- I'm-... Going to come so hard-
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Fuck, fuck, fuck. ]
You... nnh, you should come. Come on, just — just let go. I'll do the same.
[ He's close too, he realizes. Just the intense foreplay they've been involved in since even down in the lobby, he's not sure he can hold it anymore. He wants to come inside of her, wants to lather her insides with his semen and claim her in that possessive way he's never felt before. It's a little overwhelming but he doesn't mind that either. His thoughts are entirely consumed by what they're doing, with a lust he's never felt before and a hungry need that's new to him. Even if he comes now, even if she comes now, he's near certain neither of them are going to stop just because of it. ]
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She can feel her own climax building inside of her again, her core set alight with it- so close, tantalisingly so. Akihiko's hands have settled on her waist and she loves them there but in the heat of the moment she finds herself grabbing them, instead pinning them to the mattress on either side of his head, glossy red hair tumbling forward over her breasts with the motion as she leans forward to devour his mouth with her own. Then all at once she's coming- coming so hard she's crying his name against his lips in a heated rush, shaking as she continues to ride his cock, her cunt quivering around him - practically seeking to draw his seed out of him. It's all so blissfully good enough to be almost overwhelming and she's defenseless in the face of it all, that rising tide of pleasure that still has her shaking, her entire body on fire with it. ]
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And when he feels her squeeze so tight around him in the burst of her release, he can only do the same. Hips jerking up and moan pressed into her lips, he finally comes. Hot, thick ropes of come lather her insides and fill her up as he feels her own burst of fluid around him. They make a mess together of their juices and Akihiko gasps sharply into the kiss, shaking with the force of his orgasm.
He doesn't break from her hold at all, doesn't push her off. Part of him wants to wrap his arms around her, feel her against his body, but the other, larger part of him just wants to submit to her desires. To be what she wants him to be for her pleasure. She pins him there and he groans helplessly into her mouth, even as his balls clench and his cock continues to expend inside of her. ]
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A sigh follows and she feels the urge to kiss his him again, this time soft and soothing against his neck and then his lips once more. She groans when he eventually slips out of her, shivering with pleasure at the sensation of some of his release pooling out of her, a drip between her inner thighs making her blush just a little.
She's still catching her breath when she murmurs, ] That was... [ Are there even words? For once even she is struggling with finding the right one... ] Amazing.
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She speaks first, distracting Akihiko slightly. His eyes drop from her eyes to her mouth, watching her plush lips form around her words and thinking distantly of what it'd feel like, to have those lips around his cock. But then he breaks away from the thought because she needs to hear him, he doesn't want to leave her hanging. ]
Yeah... that was... quite a work out. [ Good god, Akihiko. ] I honestly don't know why we hadn't done that before.
[ They could've been doing this since middle school??? ]
You really were amazing, Mitsuru.
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A soft laugh escapes her as she moves off him but remains comfortably nestled against him, breathing back to normal but a satisfying sense of exhaustion still lingering. ]
As were you. I hope you're still planning on staying for breakfast...
[ And other things... That she can probably leave unspoken for now but hopefully even Akihiko can pick up on the fact that she doesn't exactly feel done quite yet. Despite sleep being inviting right now. It's funny, she slept under the safe roof as him more times than she can count and now they're somehow sharing a bed. ]