Diva (
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May Catchall
Who: Diva (
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What: Catchall for the remainder of May
When: May & June
Where: Various
Warning(s): Uh...Diva being...Diva...will update if necessary. NSFW.
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What: Catchall for the remainder of May
When: May & June
Where: Various
Warning(s): Uh...Diva being...Diva...will update if necessary. NSFW.
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Do it again.
[Not that she has to really tell him, he seems to have gotten the point himself.]
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They're both figuring things out as they go, after all.]
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For now, though, her breasts still seem to be getting good reactions, so he sticks around there for a while. But what more can he do...? He can only lick the same spots so much!
Maybe sucking would help? It's worth a shot - so that's what he does, very gently at first. He'll try elsewhere on her breasts, first, but soon move on to her nipples if it seems to be well-received.]
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Mmn...I like it Atsushi.
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Every step forward feels like a chance of screwing up, but he has to keep going - and what's the worst that could happen? She could tell him not to do a thing, and that's that. Enjoying working her with his mouth, he involved his teeth, just barely, lightly scraping them over skin rather than biting down. If nothing else, it's a sharp contrast with his wet tongue, and he'll follow up with that again soon enough.]
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The sudden addition of teeth have her sucking in a breath between her own, a wanton little sound nestled in her throat. The more he does it, the more she finds herself growing hotter. Her face feels warm, as if she's come down with a low-grade fever, legs shifting against the mattress so she can loosely wrap them around him instead.
Her hands too shift from their spot by his neck. sliding down his back to come to the base of his spine, only for her to push down. As she does so her hips rise up, in a bid to grind against him, to feel the same sort of friction she'd felt with him before in the past. It might be a little cruel of her to do so considering his state...but no one ever said Diva wasn't greedy.]
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But! She really seems to be enjoying this, so he should continue what he's doing, right?! At least for a little while. And, in this position, he can't grind back properly...
He really wants to touch himself, and he doesn't even care if she sees him do it - but touching himself would make this (yet another) quick finish, and he doesn't want that. So instead he keeps mouthing at her breasts, licking and sucking, while his face gets redder and redder, looking likely to explode before any other body part of his does.]
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Hey...touch me here too?
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Atsushi is no body builder, but he's strong and agile enough to balance himself on one hand if she wants to borrow the other, so that's what he does. Humming his understanding, he strokes her thighs, fingertips sliding feather-light over her skin. Is he coordinated enough to multitask and keep his mouth working her breasts? Not really, as it turns out - but the logical solution is to just slide down and kiss her thighs, surely? Yup, he's just gonna do that.]
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Luckily for her Atsushi seems to understand right away, even if he decides to take an approach she hadn't thought of. The kisses to her thighs have her looking down at him between them, feeling a lot more flushed all of a sudden than she has been just a moment ago. There's something really nice about seeing him down there between her thighs, especially when he seems to kiss her with a kind of reverence.]
Ahh...
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Can I take it off? Your underwear.
[It's true that there's no shortage of reverence here, but he's got needs too, and a lot of curiosity to make up for his lack of practical experience. Still, he has to at least ask.]
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He really is quite sweet, isn't he?]
Please do.
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Keeping his mouth off her for the moment, he reaches up with both hands to grab her panties on either side of her, and slowly pull them down. He can't help but stare at how wet she is. Obviously guys can leak a little in front too, and things can get a little messy with lube in the back, but... this is still more than he'd expected to see anyone produce naturally. Girls really are something else, aren't they?
Anyway, he's on a mission to get those panties off, so that's what he does, putting them aside when he's done. He's so calm but also anything but, burning up with arousal and nervous energy and who knows what else. He can't help it: he has to reach out to touch that wetness between her legs, just to see how it feels.]
It's so wet...
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But there's no need to focus on monstrous deeds right now when what's happening at the moment is far more thrilling all of a sudden than hunting some poor soul down. Atsushi reaches out to touch her testingly and Diva can't help but respond accordingly with a delightful hum. Her face is noticeably flushed, eyes wide as she stares down at him looking rather mesmerized. Was it really that surprising that she was turned on?]
That's because I want you.
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He swallows hard at her reaction, keeping his fingers in place as if moving them might undo the magic. He's behaving (the best he knows how), but he's also desperate for more.]
Then, can I go inside?
[His fingers add a little pressure, even though he's not trying to get them inside of her just yet. It's half eagerness, half letting her know what he means.]
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There's a hitch of breath in her throat before she's nodding, pulse thrumming away in her ears. She wants this. She asked him for this...and yet it takes her a moment to find her voice.]
You can.
[He doesn't have to ask, she thinks, but it's kind of nice that he is. He really is quite considerate.]
You can do what you want to me, you know.
[Sure, Atsushi'll probably counter her words with a few of his own, but she means what she says. She may not be as visibly upset as she was when she'd woken him up in the middle of the night, but that empty feeling hadn't gone away. She's still just as desperate to have that void filled one way or another.]
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[Letting him do whatever he wants? He's not even sure what he wants, and it still feels like too much liberty, even in theory.
Still, he's not going to say no now. He's a little nervous himself - not (perhaps surprisingly) because he's worried about doing this particular thing wrong, but because this feels like a whole new point of no return. They can't come back from this, he thinks.
But, honestly? He doesn't want to go back to the way things were, anymore. With a shaky breath to steady himself (he may be patient, but this prolonged arousal is still borderline painful), he pushes his middle finger into her, slowly but steadily. ]
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She doesn't look away from him when he takes the plunge and his finger enters her. It's slow but the deliberate pressure and feeling something inside has her tensing on instinct before she forces herself to relax. It's like nothing she's ever felt before and it doesn't necessarily hurt...but it's strange and new. It'll take a moment to get used to.]
I'm okay.
[The reassurance is blurted out as an attempt to make sure Atsushi doesn't back down or stop. She knows what he's like after all.]
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Okay. [It's all good, and he's heard her.] Tell me if it's too much, please.
[He's just going to move that finger in and out, slowly. He'll add a second finger, but not until he thinks she can handle it.]
It's so hot inside....
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If it's hot inside for Atsushi well his fingers are warm in turn as she gets more and more used to the slow but steady rhythm he's decided on.]
Ah...I want more.
[Greedy? Sure, but fingers aren't nearly enough to make her feel satisfied. She wants to feel Atsushi fully and completely, in every way.]
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[He says that mostly to convince himself, because: is it really okay? Can he even do this? He's been with Chuuya, but that was easy: Chuuya is an expert, and all Atsushi needed to do was give him a minimum of cooperation to feel (mostly) really good. Now, it feels like he has to Take Charge, and that's sort of a lot to ask of him.
But he wants to. He really, really wants to - ideally before his balls turn blue.
Right, so... 'Okay' he said, and now he just has to make that reality. He pulls his fingers out, wondering what he should do with the wetness on them before he gives up and just lets it be. This is his own bed, anyway: he can wash everything later. So he moves a little to line himself up, staring down at himself a little awkwardly as he grabs hold of his erection and presses it against her. He wants this so much, and yet he's still vaguely worried. That's silly, though - and, even if it weren't, there's not much he can do but just keep going.
He feels like he should say something, but he doesn't know what, so he chalks the urge up to his general indecisiveness and presses on regardless. Slowly, he pushes into her, staring down in concentration.
He's a little afraid to look at her face just then. He has to take this hurdle, first.]
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It isn't like he's not being careful, he is, but it's a new and entirely foreign experience and that makes it, well...the tiniest bit frightening. Her arms find his neck with ease and although it doesn't hurt to have him inside her, it's going to take a moment to get used to. Diva's breath is shallow as she forces herself to draw in a gasp of air.
It's bizarre, feeling this close to someone. It's something that extends past the physical in the moment. Her heart feels like it's swelling, pumping blood feverishly throughout her body. She can hear it in her ears, pounding loudly, droaning out anything else she could possibly pick up in the moment.
She's completely still as he pushes forward, intent on filling her completely, and once he's done so she can't help but hook her legs around his hips to press against him fully. There's a wanton sound that slips her when she does so, a half-whimper of sorts. She's not sure how she feels about it just yet or about any of this now, but they've past the point of no return.
She asked for this.
It's strange though, she thinks , as she lays back on his bed, hands at his neck as she tries to catch her breath. Just how many years has she waited to have an experience like this? Would it have been anything like this if she'd been with the boy Solomon had picked out for her back home? There's something more to sex than just a physical act, she's realizing, and there's something equal parts terrifying and exciting about it.
Gently one of her hands leaves his neck, moving to cup the side of his face instead as she thumbs his cheek. She really hadn't realized what she'd been getting herself into until now, but she's glad she picked the boy above her. It shows on her face, a thin smile on her lips. Empathy or even relating to others isn't something that comes easy to Diva, but right now she feels more connected to another person than she has ever before, even to her own twin in a way.]
...I'm okay.
[He didn't ask yet, but she knows he will. He always does, so why not grant him a little peace of mind?]
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He keeps steadily going until he's all the way inside, and even if the principle isn't entirely new to him, he too enjoys being connected this way. People can have sex with anybody, probably - and he's not saying that's a bad thing! But he can't imagine it being this good when you do it with just anybody.
Finally fully sheathed, he releases a shaky breath, and tries to give her (and himself) a moment to get used to this. He manages a small smile at her comment.]
I know.
[He doesn't, but he chooses to believe it anyway. She'll stop him if he does something wrong; he can only trust in that. Even apart from saying what she wants or doesn't want, he's pretty sure she could physically stop him, anyway...
With little else to do, and the overwhelming need for an outlet for his feelings, he glances down at her lips, and kisses her soon after. It's soft and slow, just like everything else seems to be right now. But, honestly? He wouldn't change it for the world.]
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Diva isn't used to soft or slow. Most things in her life are frantic and rough, herself being one that's used to existing in a constant wound up state. Atsushi's set the pace though, forcing her to embrace a more mellowed out experience. Not that that's a bad thing it's just new and different.
It feels only natural to sigh against his lips and hold onto him tight as she becomes more and more familiar with how it feels to have him inside and atop her. Kissing helps distract from the awkwardness of it all, and by the time she's sliding her tongue past his lips, she become used to it. It feels good, being this close.]
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