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[Her reactions make him swell with pride (as if he could do any further swelling), and he's eager to make her respond even more - not that he has any idea how. But if sucking is welcome, then he'll suck both her nipples a little more.

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.]

_{[Sure, there are a lot of ways Atsushi could mess this up, but at the same time she wouldn't fault him for doing something she might not enjoy. After all, it isn't as if she isn't forward with her words or about what she likes.

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.]}

[He's not sure he dares to believe her reaction is a good one, at first - isn't that too good? - but he persists... and then so does she. His lips release her skin at last, gasping when she sorta kinda starts grinding. He remembers how good that felt... and he really wants more of that, too.

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.]

_{[The more attention he shows her breasts the hotter she feels below, her panties growing damp the way they had when she'd ground herself against Takasugi's knee at Chuuya's party. Whatever little groans she'd been giving Atsushi grow louder the more shallow her breathing becomes, a hand slipping away from his back only to search for one of his. If she can manage it and if Atsushi's balance will hold up she'll guide that hand down in between toward her thighs.]}

Hey...touch me here too?

Edited (phone tag betrayed my spelling) 2018-06-24 21:18 (UTC)

[It takes a while for her wetness to soak through, and he smells it before he feels the change of texture against his skin. It's a little confusing; it's also a lot arousing, because he definitely likes that scent. It's very... "her"? No - that goes without saying, doesn't it?

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.]

_{[Multitasking is hard so she won't fault him for not doing what she tries to get him to do. It's not as if she really knows, without a doubt, what she wants. All Diva knows is that she's the one who's beginning to feel hot and bothered and she wants to address it.

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...

[Atsushi repeats what he'd done to her breasts, maybe even a little more carefully, just to make sure that it feels okay on her thighs, too. But soon enough, he's distracted by her growing wetness, and the unknown mysteries within her panties.]

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.]

_{[Atsushi's question is met with an immediate nod as Diva stares down at him, pulse suddenly quickening despite herself. She doesn't get embarrassed, not easily at least, especially over the thought of being naked, but the fact he's asking makes something inside of her twist.

He really is quite sweet, isn't he?]}

Please do.

[Why wouldn't he be sweet to her, when she's done nothing to deserve anything else? ... Okay, nothing that he knows of, and maybe a few things that he does know but has chosen to selectively ignore in favor of keeping their friendship a conflict-free zone, but... anyway, the point is: he has every reason to be sweet to her, and not enough to treat her otherwise!

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...

_{[God bless Atsushi's ability to compartmentalize, as far as Diva's concerned, because even she has enough self awareness to know that he probably would want a lot less to do with her if he knew the extent of what she was truly capable of.

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.

[Yes, yes of course it's surprising. Because it's him; because it's a miracle that she tolerates his presence at all. That she genuinely likes him, even when he's not doing anything for her (okay, he kind of is doing something for her - but that's for his own sake too, so it doesn't count!), is more than just a miracle: it's like watching a whole universe pop into existence fully formed. A universe where they both have a place.

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.]

_{[The pressure, while not a lot, is enough to get her to look down at him a little more closely, her gaze hyper focused on his. For some reason her heart is beating far quicker than it had been just a moment ago. Was she...nervous? Was that it? What was it exactly about this that was making her feel this way?

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.]}

Edited 2018-06-28 04:50 (UTC)

That's a lot to promise.

[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. ]

_{[Is it a lot to promise? Diva doesn't think so. She can tell Atsushi's nervous though, even though she can't really fault him for it. It's not like she's not a little nervous herself, despite not being used to feeling that way.

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.]}

[He's definitely almost too careful about these things, but there's one thing she is (hopefully?!) blissfully unaware of, and that is that he's been on the receiving end too, by now. Of course one hole is not like the other, but Atsushi will count it as experience all the same, and consider the two at least vaguely comparable. All in all, she's holding up better than he was...]

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....

_{[The movement make all the difference, her hands moving to rest against her chest as she focuses on the sensation. It's a lot less invasive than she thought it would be, and feels good in a way she didn't fathom it could. The addition of a second finger gets a groan out of her as she moves her hips instinctively to press against his hand. The more Atsushi works away at her the more flushed she becomes, his fingers slick between her thighs.

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.]}

Okay.

[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.]

_{[The slow press and feeling of something far larger than a pair of fingers entering her has Diva freezing in place, breath on hold as she stares at Atsushi in disbelief. It's a tight fit, and the further he enters her the more the tension in her chest increases. It's like she's a wind-up toy wound too tight, mechanism and spring ready to snap and give way to release the build-up inside of her.

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?]}

[This is so similar to the things he did with Chuuya, and yet so different. It feels just as good, but it's still different, and he's not sure how, exactly. They fit together nicely like this, in this position. He kind of likes that.

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.]

Edited 2018-06-29 21:59 (UTC)

_{[At the very least Diva has no problem being vocal about her likes and dislikes. If she had any problem with anything Atsushi'd done before, he'd be aware of it quite quick. For now though she's content with laying still beneath him, welcoming the kiss that he decides to lean down and give her. She easily melts into the contact, returning the kiss, doing her best to be wary of her fangs. It's not hard to be careless though, especially when everything else seems so overwhelming in contrast. If she nicks his lips with the tips of them she doesn't mean to.

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.]}

Edited (I can't spell reee) 2018-07-01 07:41 (UTC)

[If she does nick his lips with her fangs, he doesn't have even the slightest problem with that. It's not nearly enough pain to count as uncomfortable - and she probably likes it, doesn't she? The taste. So it's fine. Actually, it feels a little more equal that way, like he's giving something back instead of just taking advantage and using her to make himself feel good. (He wouldn't, of course; he'd never do anything like that. But this feels so good, it almost has to be selfish!)

He really never thought that sex could be such a wonderful, meaningful way to be connected to another person - and, even if he did, he would never have expected that someone like him could have such an experience. Yet here he is, his life enriched and better than he'd ever thought possible yet again, and he just can't believe his luck. He follows her in deepening the kiss, seeking out her tongue with his. Every nerve in his body seems like it's electrified, the sensation almost too much.

But there's more to come, so he keeps going. Very carefully, he pulls out of her a little bit, then pushes back in.]

_{[She does like it, the slight taste of blood. It only makes it even more appealing to lose herself in the delightful sensation of Atsushi's tongue against hers. It's a good thing that she can't read minds or else she'd chastise Atsushi for even thinking he was taking advantage of her. While she might've not realized what she was getting herself into, she doesn't regret where she is right now or who she's experiencing this with. Atsushi, as far as Diva's concerned, doesn't have a selfish bone in his body. She might've asked him to use her, but she'd asked him to do this. Not once had he done something without asking her first.

Diva's never really thought much about sex in general outside from the result it could bring about. Now that creating a child is off the table, she's realizing there's a reason why humans seem so into it. It feels good. Better than good and they've only just started. The space between them is warm as she tugs him down against her even closer, catching his bottom lip with her teeth to suck on it for a brief moment. It's only when he pulls out slightly and pushes back against her that she releases his lip, an airy gasp sliding free from her throat. Now that was something new.]}

Ah-

[He knows he's not selfish, of course he does - and yet he's been accused of that (and a lot worse) constantly, growing up. Even if he knows that it's not objectively true - or at least not more true for him than for the average person - he can't shed that baggage completely. An objective truth means little when everybody believes the opposite.

But that matters precious little now, the already entrancing kiss ending with her sucking on his lip, and he feels like he she's sucking his very soul to the surface from wherever it was hiding. It's shocking how good all of this is: kissing, making out... No wonder it's a taboo in his own world, he thinks. The potential nudity isn't even a big deal: it just feels too good to let the general public in on what feels like a personal secret bliss.

For that matter: hearing her and smelling her are at least as welcome as seeing her - there's little to see, this close up, and he's actually okay with that - and while it's nice to feel the heat of her skin, the rest remains better. It's still a little strange to aim for friction, inaction always easier - safer - than the opposite. But when he pushes into her once, twice, he can't seem to lament how weird the act truly is.]

... Does it feel good?

[He doesn't really doubt what her answer will be, but he feels the need to ask anyway. Maybe he just likes hearing it.]

_{[In contrast, Diva's always been selfish, but it's not something she's been accused of. Her sin had been being born a monstrous existence, a creature that was, according to those who'd locked her up, instinctively vile and murderous. Somehow, having raised Saya into the perfect Lady was an achievement to be bragged about while she'd been left to sit idly in chains and rags in a tower. There was nothing to say that Diva couldn't have been the same as her twin if she'd been given the same care and opportunities early on. But, that's all in the past, even if she bears the title of monster visibly, despite her hate for the word. She wouldn't ever change or want to be anything other than what she is.

That said, it's easy to forget what she is in the heat of the moment, as she finds herself getting lost in the physicality of the act, Atsushi's scent and the feel of his body against her's. Was sex weird? Absolutely. Even so, she can't deny it feels good.]}

Uh-huh...

_{[Okay, so she's not the most articulate right now, but it's kind of hard to think clearly when all she can focus on is what he's doing to her. There's a small squeeze from her thighs as she instinctively moves against him, hugging him a bit too hard around his neck. She could kill him if she isn't careful, she realizes. His neck would be all too easy to snap, even if he is able to regenerate quite fast. Her hands move to shoulders instead, as she leans in to steal a kiss from him. They're quite the pair - a boy who can turn into a beast and a girl who's one by nature. Perhaps that's why Atsushi's managed to somewhat tame Diva. It's not his humanity she's attracted to, but the parts of her she can see reflected in him.]}

[It is weird. It's definitely weird. If he lets himself think about it too much, he's likely to get his thoughts all in a knot, and freeze up from sheer inability to figure anything out, because everything just seems weird and wrong (or at least a major risk) when he tries to look at it logically. Thankfully he's feeling too good to overthink everything, so he just keeps going. Maybe he's got no spectacular technique or secret knowledge (or even common knowledge, for the most part...), but he knows what feels good, and he can tell what feels good to her. As long as he makes sure both those conditions are taken care of, what could he do wrong?

The urge to speed up a little is rising, but kissing is an effective distraction from that - and that's probably for the best. He was so worked up before they even got started that it's a miracle he's lasted this long, and at least like this he can keep going a little longer. What he's not managing in speed, he's soon making up for by adding a little extra push, though; he just can't seem to help it, the way he snaps his hips: it seems like the only possible reply to the way she hugs him with her legs and arms both.

Still, even such a small escalation is putting him further on edge, too, and he moans into the kiss helplessly as the pressure inside of him starts building.]

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