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( he really needs to stop throwing questions her way if he's going to continue to toy with her? the fitting her with another one of his fingers whilst curling them in the way that he is definitely feels like she's being fucked with, and not in the ways they're working up to.

especially with how he's saying her name and continually feeling her up even while knuckles deep. the intent behind them makes something in her belly flutter, and now he's saying he has to go get something? )

You're really asking me that after working me up this much?

( not that she doubts that he could make her cum with his fingers. it'd be a hard thing to deny when she can hear how wet she's gotten with every press of his fingers.

and now he's saying he has to go somewhere? tsk. )

Can't it wait?

( she's not disregarding the need for one. logically, she knows he'll have to eventually. but right now? right now she's quite happy riding his fingers and the little circles he's drawing in her. he's the one that made it easier to indulge in them, what with how he's holding her up and all? taking that away and leaving her to the cold would be cruel, in her opinion. )

Just don't put it in yet.

( that one felt a little too bold, even for her. getting flustered now feels silly considering everything else, and yet.

here she is, working off the clasp of his trousers at long last as if it might distract away from it. she doesn't push them off his hips, at least. merely letting her fingers feel along the thinner fabric beneath and marvel at how hot he feels against her like this, just one flimsy layer away from touching skin. )

But.. I also want to make sure you feel good, too.

[ The adult should argue that no, actually… it can wait and she can lie there on the couch cold and wet. Maybe it would kill the mood, give them a chance to breathe and realize this was a kiss and few teasing words taken too far. But that would only make him a hypocrite now that he’s knuckle deep inside her and showed no patience to properly take her panties off.

He starts slow: peeling their bodies apart and allowing his grip to grow slack. Giving him room to think and Nei the opportunity and touch and tug at whatever she pleased. His fingers slide in and out of her cunt at a painstakingly slow pace, as to continue fucking her as she claws at the his belt with purpose.

His expression is a mix of arousal and impatience, as if to silently warn her. They’re just in the next room, but now that she’s teasing him there’s a warm blush that spreads across his cheeks. ] You don’t need to get in my pants to make me feel good. It’s not a bad place to start, though…

[ He pushes himself forward, settling on his knees and giving her a better view of his slacks loosely hanging against his hips. The curve of his erection evident against his briefs. ]

But you could just choke me.

( if he actually meant for them to slow down some, then he shouldn't keep stirring up her insides as deliberately as he is.

but as it is, she's struggling to keep her breath steady at every agonizing stroke of his fingers, her now thighs trembling despite every effort not to. she had to bite at her lip just to stifle a whimper when he won't go any faster despite her urging, still slow even when she rocks her hips up to meet every in. kept right at that delicate precipice - which is cruel, she thinks. she wants to cum so bad, but she's not about to beg for it either, no matter how wound up he's gotten her.

the sight of him isn't doing her any favors, though. the warm flush of his skin, the heaviness of his want and the barely restrained impatience she finds in his expression only makes some of her own restraint crumble. the far more obvious outline of his cock isn't helping matters either, especially not when he's still working his fingers into her with such deliberate diligence. thorough, even. like he's simply letting her get used to the way he fits before she takes him properly.

the dangerous temptation of pushing him to see if he'd just fuck her anyway is right there on the tip of her tongue, the more rational parts of her barely tethering the thought. sure, while it's not as if he could knock her up anyway considering the conditions in which she has to avoid bleeding in general lest she draw unnecessary danger, it's still safer overall.

and she's a good, reasonable girl. the very same one that's letting her palm follow that curve, her fingers drawing up along the sides as though she means to curl them around his cock - only to be stopped by fabric before she manages. )

You do tempt me into it a lot.

( choking him, she means. especially now? livid and frustrated as she is? )

And if you stop now, I really might.

( perhaps the most aggressive way to ask for more, but here we are. )

[ There's interest. And heat. And arousal, which is unexpected when she admits to being tempted. If anything he doesn't know whether to kiss or bait her into wrapping those slender fingers around his throat and squeeze, monopolizing on her ever growing impatience; demanding it. Rivulets of desire coursing through every nerve until it erupts, tearing away another restraint as he gets to drink in Nei in such a vulnerable position.

He should have taken his time. Mei doesn't know anymore -- doesn't know if he should have just kept it as a kiss, convince her that the only one that needs to be spoiled is her. It's bad. This is bad. Fingers curled inside her, pressing against wet muscle and coaxing an orgasm to avoid stripping either one of them down to their bare skin. An invisible boundary to tempt him away. A manager wouldn't do this with his talents, an adult shouldn't do this with a teen, and he most definitely shouldn't do this to a good, reasonable girl who came expecting to clean a grown man's apartment.

But Mei's weakness in this moment is vast. Feeling the warmth radiating from Nei's body blind better judgement as she lies there prettily, her words lingering like a delicious promise more than it is a threat. ] But I thought you wanted me to get a little more undressed? [ He cants his head coyly, his smile not reaching his eyes. ] Just a little longer...

[ She can touch all she wants. Feel his erection grow and twitch against his briefs as it begs for friction, hips dipping into her palm to find relief. But Mei makes no effort to actually undress, which is made obvious when he uses his free hand to gently thumb her clit. Eyes focusing on his finger drawing out of her cunt before thrusting back in, picking up rhythm and watching as she comes undone. ]

C'mon. [ His voice is just a tad hoarse, looking at Nei while licking his lips. ] Just relax and let me hear you.

[ It's asked as he twists his hand, his palm slick with her wetness dripping from his fingers. He wonders what she tastes like, what sort of face she'd make if he just dipped his head down to replace his fingers with his mouth -- would she be more disappointed than surprised? Would she become embarrassed and follow through with her earlier threat?

He wants to see Nei become frustrated and ruined, flushed red with pleasure and aching. Needy with her demands, leaving marks on his skin that he hides beneath his work shirt as he poses as a well-mannered manager. It causes his cock to throb, the ache hardly satisfied and longing to deprave Nei further from her perfect image. ]

Take deep, slow breaths from your mouth. It'll feel better -- and I bet you'll sound so cute when you come.

( he asks that as if he doesn't know what he's doing to her, which they both know that he does at this point. he always seems to when he poses questions like these, so he really shouldn't be surprised that he incites some level of aggressiveness out of her the more he plays coy.

then he presses against her clit too and the jolt paired with how nicely he fills her out is almost just a little too much all at once.

but that's always been her problem, hasn't it? the girl who thinks herself grown. the one who abhors being referred to and treated like she's the young girl that she actually is. a spitfire that thinks she can handle anything because she thinks she knows it all when she doesn't.

so this is validating for her in quite a few ways, mostly because it's not like she knows he's wrestling with the guilt of enabling this even now. figuring it's more that he simply trusts her judgement. )

I'm -

( and there's something about being encouraged that makes her fold. urged to relax, to try to take slower breaths instead of the erratic ones she's managed so far,

then there's the bid to hear her. to insist on pressing on with such persistence until she comes around his fingers. to know that he wants to play witness to it is not helping her desperate attempt to keep it together, especially when the twitch against her palm and him seeking out more of her touch spells out the earnestness in it all.

whether out of embarrassment or restlessness, she abruptly stops the wandering of her hand to lift it to her mouth to stifle a whimper against the back of it, turning her cheek away to avoid needing to look right at him as her thighs squeeze and tremble. the hand that's made a home along his shoulder has undoubtably left crescents and tracks, trying and failing to get a proper grip as she crests into the peak of that carefully guided crescendo with an arch of her back and a much too delighted moan.

there's a rush that comes with the tension, the wash of blinding relief numbing whatever thought that remains in her unraveling. her nerves feel like livewire and she's all too aware of the fingers buried deep in her in the most satisfying way as she tenses and quakes - full and fulfilled in a way she hasn't quite known yet. )

[ Admittedly keeping up a calm façade is difficult. Having his fingers inside of Nei is maddening enough despite, but Mei can't stop and feel another tug at the seams of his restraints when she trembles. If he had less willpower he'd fall into the temptation of dipping his head between her thighs, lavishing the taste of her against his tongue and the beginning trills of an orgasm. A hunger so hot that he imagines what it would look like to overwhelm her; giving Nei that attention that she wants while indulging in his own desires, driving himself into her like a predator would penetrate its prey with sharp fangs.

Turning her face away from him, earns a soft chuckle to leave Mei's lips as he drinks in the sight of her writhing with pleasure. If he were cruel enough he'd ask why she had suddenly gone quiet, curious of all the confidence suddenly caught in her throat. ]

Good girl. [ Hushed, the heat in his arousal slipping into his tone. Encouraging this high, watching with the intent of burning the image of her to his memory.

She arches into his touch, falling apart against his fingers now coated in her wetness. The hand he's placed to anchor himself against the couch travels to her waist, his thumb drawing small circles as he lulls her down from her orgasm. The fingers buried inside her coming to a slow halt. ] I knew you'd sound cute.

[ Coy, the corners of his mouth lift into a smile as he looks at her with half-lidded eyes. ]

Too bad you hid your face. I was trying to get a good look.

[ Mei draws his fingers from inside her, noting the wetness smeared across each digit that had just driven her to orgasm as he remains seated between her thighs.

Imagine if he mentioned the laundry after all that. It's tempting. ]

You okay?

( mercifully, he's at least seen fit to take it easy on her in her moment of oversensitivity. she's not sure what it'd make of her if he kept pressing on, and it's a little terrifying to imagine when she's gotten like this over his fingers and a few cooed words.

the touch to her waist is nice. grounding. there are still slight tremors despite any and all attempt to keep still, the lightheaded blur giving way now that she's been given a moment to breathe. )

Mm.

( and that's all she manages as confirmation for now, but at least she's finally let her gaze flick back his way. this is likely as languid as she's ever looked considering her habits, indolent in all the ways she's practically melted onto the upholstery.

and debauched, thanks to him. still in most of her gear with only the few layers barely even off her hips, lips a much-loved pink despite the gloss that's long gone. but at least she's coming around, her breath steadying faster than she can mentally get herself back together. fit as she might be, it's not as if she's ever had to learn how to recover from.. well, all of that. )

.. I guess you'll just have to do it again.

( hubris is a lifelong companion, you see. throwing gauntlets is basically second nature to a girl as overconfident as she is. it doesn't matter that she's in no shape currently to be doing so considering she's still lounging like a satiated cat - she's going to anyway.

but at least she does deign to shift, letting one of her hands wander over her belly to work the clasp off her corset. it's gotten incredibly hot under her layers, and she'd rather not suffocate.

it's only then does she try to sit up, pushing the discarded layer off onto the floor before reaching for him again. nothing overt beyond placing a hand over his chest because she's purposefully withholding before she finds herself in another sticky situation, but she does gradually start pressing as if to very kindly ask him to lay down before she makes that decision for him.

he's been a smug tease, and she's a spiteful girl. )

My turn.

( it's his fault he's gotten her this riled up, after all. perhaps he can help her figure out the limits of how insatiable she truly is. )

[ His gaze is filled with admiration as he watches her descend from her high, the itch to push her into ecstasy warm at his fingertips. The way her chest rise and falls as she regains composure, and the way pale skin has become flushed with arousal; compliments he withholds from sliding off his tongue as his own desire gnaws at the back of his mind. He wants to kiss her just as badly as he wants to pull their remaining clothes off, but obviously Nei is already taking initiative in that step.

Mei doesn't resist as she pushes him back, one hand placed on her chest as his fingers lightly tug on the buttons just below her neck. ]

You won't try to hide from me again? [ The question he poses his genuine, because at this point his greed is becoming a top priority. To feel, hear, and watch as Nei discovers unfamiliar territory in the arms of a man.

A hand is placed on her waist as he falls back onto the couch, head tilted just slightly as his eyes remain focused on her face. ]

How daring. You sure you're confident in what you're doing?

I wasn't hiding.

( she was, but she's not about to own up to that.

it doesn't matter, being able to peel herself off of the couch is helping cool her off some, but it doesn't change the fact that the pointed glare she throws in his direction is cutting. with maybe a little bit of a pout but she's not acknowledging that one. )

Just because I haven't done it before doesn't mean I can't figure it out.

( for instance, she's going to shove him the rest of the way down. lovely as it is to have his hands on her, she has enough spite to pry herself away for a moment to stand herself up on the couch after he's done what he needed to with those buttons.

there's no saving those shorts anyway, so those are being rid of. sitting in them wouldn't be comfortable in the slightest, but she's keeping her panties on in some strange show of modesty no matter how that might stick.

.. as if he hadn't just watched her fall apart with his hand earlier, but she digresses..

but instead of taking a spot between his thighs, she frames his hips with her knees as she settles on his lap with a hum, hands set on his belly as she leans on in to nudge his jaw with the tip of her nose. )

I'm confident in my ability to pick things up.

( for instance, one of those delicate-looking hands of hers carves a path up to his neck, placing her fingertip on the hollow of his throat, but not much more beyond that. she'll draw an idle figure, but it's more because she's restless than anything. )

And I'm a sweet, accommodating girl. If you tell me how you'd like me, you know I'll do my best for you as I always have.

[ He should probably stop teasing. Not because he'll later be ashamed of what he's said -- Mei has already accepted that he's going to hell for this, amongst other things -- but because now he's driving Nei into wanting to prove him wrong.

Back against the couch, his head falls onto a plush pillow as he looks up at her with a quirked brow. His hands leave her waist, her clothes, and instead lie off the edge of the couch and against his chest as he watches her undress. Remaining silent before she places her knees on either side of him, tilting his chin upward with as he welcomes her touch.

It's only when she's on top of him that he realizes just how small she is. Imposing as her demeanor is with her overwhelming confidence, it hits him that he could just manhandle her --

No. No. He's really gotta calm down. ]

Ah, [ He takes in a breath, allowing her to feel the way his Adam's apple bobs underneath her hand. ] that's right. I am talking to the girl that could probably just throw me over her shoulder, aren't I?

[ Mei places his hands on her thighs, fingers spread across her skin as his palms grow warm against her skin. ]

Just try your best not to get too flustered when you see my dick. I think I might just pounce on you.

[ This may be a warning? ]

( he just does not quit it with that mouth of his does he! )

Shut up.

( why would she get flustered! what an absurd thought! she's infallible, doesn't he know? with a confidence that should be classified as dangerous, even. besides, she's already felt it press against her hand earlier, and..

.. )

You're so annoying!

( and yet here she remains, trailing her fingers along his jaw with no indication or intention of removing herself despite the hiss.

but she does frame it with her hand eventually, abandoning delicacy to force him to look the other way before he gets any bright ideas about reading things on her that definitely isn't there. it gives her a bit more room anyway, to take a similar path down as he had with her when he sought to drown her in these chaste little kisses earlier.

only she's not quite as nice. the threat of teeth hangs overhead the whole while - especially when she finds herself melting into the hands he's put on her. it's frustrating, incredibly so, to feel as if she's still missing something that he's keeping just shy of her reach despite having already made to cum once. just what is he doing to her that she can't help but chase for more anyway?

so she's going to sink her teeth into his shoulder about it, pink tongue almost kittenish with the sweet way she laps at the spot after. thoughtful and adorable, just like she says she is.

but maybe the way she's readjusted to sit on his cock as she does it is far less so, shifting on that spot to make herself comfortable as she shivers from the heat and friction. a reminder even if he doesn't need one, that it's his fault she's gotten like this. that he's the one that's gone and ruined her cute pair of panties, so he can deal with that wetness through what remains of those layers. )

Your.. ( hm, no, she's still a bit too embarrassed to say it quite like that. it feels filthy on her tongue even though she'd made that bold claim about getting fucked by him earlier. ) Why would I get flustered by something I want?

( because she so veeery clearly knows what she's getting into. how could she not with a guiding hand like his? )

[ Unfortunately. ]

I'm just saying.

[ Because there's something so charming about her boisterous confidence; unrelenting and always moving forward, incapable of looking over her shoulder. It's something that Mei admires, he can feel it burn from the tips of her fingers to the very glint in her eyes. A hue that almost turns scarlet as it's brandished by the sun setting outside his apartment window.

He tilts his chin upward, willing to submit to the whims of an adamant young woman. A flame that grows with intensity, spitting out sparks to lure the curious moth.

Though he does have to restrain himself from outright laughing when he pulls him to look away. As if either one of them aren't a few layers and a promise away from peeling everything off. But the moment he feels the briefest bluntness of teeth he sucks in a breath, fingers gripping onto her thighs as the torturous rush begins to pool in the pit of his stomach.

He takes in a breath as teeth finally find purchase in his shoulder, nearly choking on it. He nearly wants to thank Nei for the arousal that swiftly follows and knocks into his lungs, sending shivers down his spine. One hand drifting upward to snake his middle and index finger underneath her panties, just at her hip.

If she has any intention of just teasing him he's quick to retort back, lifting his hips to gain just a little friction between them. ]

So are you gonna take it?

[ His face is just slightly flushed, the warmth at the back of his neck beginning to spread to the tips of his ears. ]

My fingers, my mouth, my cock... I'll let you have whatever you want, all you gotta do is take it like it's yours.

( oh? what a spirited reaction to getting bitten. she'll have to keep that in mind for later. it'll probably be relevant again if he's going to grab at her like that when she does it. if he thought he's coming out of this with only the singular mark, he's sorely mistaken.

to get him back for how torturous it feels now to not have him pressed against her in any capacity, for how even the touch of his fingers on her hip has her thinking of all the other ways she'd rather have them. is she even going to be able to look at them without getting flustered after this?

mercifully, he gives her something else to focus on; another thing for her to sink her claws into. worded like that? to take something like she's owed it, rather than grapple with the brief stint of nervousness that comes with a venture into territory she's never been in?

she can do that. )

Mm, but this feels good too..?

( a light musing, one she tests the theory of by rolling her hips to meet the raising of his to properly rut low and steady along the cock that's pressed up against her. indelicately so, perhaps, for someone raised as a proper young lady; playing at the image of riding him through the sorry excuses for layers that remain.

with a pleased gasp no less, shivering a bit more noticeably when he presses against her just right, bracing her hands against his chest with claws sunk to better give her leverage. possessive. needy. restless.

all it would take is for her to push his briefs down as he'd done with her shorts earlier, push aside her ruined panties and she'd learn how it feels to take something other than fingers, how fine he'd slot against her then with his cock sunk deep into her. a thought that she hasn't been able to get rid of since he's buried himself to the knuckle earlier, not even the slightest bit concerned that perhaps that's still a bit more than she can chew if she's not careful. )

Then I want all of it.

( he really should be careful with the things he says.. is she not meant to take him up on that? her? )

I did say I wanted to get doted on, so you're going to do just that until I'm satisfied.

( and right now apparently what she wants is to grind her needy cunt into the cock he almost denied her until either of them snap and break.

or she cums again, whichever comes first. )

[ Had Mei known that encouraging Nei's persistence would be such a sharp double-edged sword, he may have considered dropping her off anywhere but his front door. They're both too impulsive, too daring and willing -- especially when she sits on his lap and grinds down to meet his own arousal. Unbearably hard and painful at this point, fingers digging into her waist. Biting down on the inside of his lip to withhold himself from dragging nails across bare skin and leaving angry crescents in his wake.

There's really no point of him being so resistant, not when he's encouraged them both to go this far. So instead Mei moves, keeping an arm around her waist as he sits up. The heat on the back of his neck breaking out into a cold sweat as pulls away from the couch. ]

Such a greedy young girl. [ It's meant to sound a little mean, as if he's scolding her, but the coolness of his tone doesn't reflect anything he is feeling. Just as equally frustrated and impatient. ] But we're going to have to move from the couch... it's not agreeing with my back.

[ He's also been sleeping at his desk for the last week. Please be nice to this old man.

He brings both hands to cup her thighs, encircling them around his waist, before he standing on his feet. She's light, and unfortunately he's surprisingly fit despite all the comments of being an old man. And without much effort he carries his feral little cat to his bedroom. Decorated moderately with dark colors, his sheets a deep black that have been left untouched from the last time they were washed on; a noticeable, light linen scent once Mei places her down on the bed. ]

Can I grab a condom real quick? [ Because he's already breaking so many laws but he's not going in RAW!! ]

( that's too bad, she probably would've looked rather nice with claw marks.

he makes a comment about her greed like he hasn't been the one encouraging her, chastising the lack of restraint that she might otherwise demonstrate. he's going to have to do a better job convincing her that it's a problem if that's his intention; that he isn't enjoying the spitfire on his lap.

but she doesn't bother talking back on that one particular point, throwing him a narrowed look instead as if she's daring him to complain about it. )

You sure it's not to see what I'd look like in your bed?

( her hands reach to snake her arms around his neck when he makes the call to move them, following the lead of him guiding her thighs up to hook her heels in. he does it so effortlessly that she does wonder about some things, but she'll opt to squeeze him between her thighs before she's finally set down.

the question seems a bit funny to her considering all else, so there's a bit of a giggle in her throat as she makes herself comfortable over his sheets, tilting her head to nuzzle her cheek into the linen. it's tussling her hair some, but she doesn't seem to care. it smells nice. curiously not much of him though, but she supposes he really hasn't been home recently.

when she finally flicks her gaze his way, she slowly unwinds her legs from around him to give him a bit more room between her bent knees.

see? she can behave. not that she's doing anything else to shy away. if anything, she almost looks like she's presenting herself to him? maybe. she's thinking about it. there are surely ways to properly do so, but she's not particularly sure she wants to really look the part of a bitch in heat even if that might just be what she is.

just don't mind the fact that she's the one sinking her nails into her own thigh like she's doing her best not to draw her fingers higher to keep herself occupied. )

Shouldn't you just be getting it anyway? ( he doesn't have to ask that question when she's allowed all else. ) What if I told you not to?

( hypothetically, of course. she's let him go enough for him to be able to pull away if he so truly wanted even if she does look like she'd rather throw him onto the bed herself. )

Would you fuck me anyway?

( just wondering! is he not curious to know exactly how she'd feel when he takes her first? they've already trounced on quite a bit of lines as is.. )

[ Probably. Undoubtedly. There's no reason for either of them to entertain the idea of her concealing angry little marks once she's home; another secret to be added to their pile, a reminder that they've done something they can't take back.

But it's too obvious that all regrets will be shrugged aside.

She behaves for the first time since the start of this thread, and Mei has to stop himself from sighing out of relief. The natural urge to pull himself on top of her, the way his skin seems to burn against hers, the fact that she does look so pretty across his bed - all these factors make it so much harder for him to resist. Especially when all he has to do is shift his gaze south and bare witness in her growing impatience. ] I'd tell you that you're being a brat. And a little stupid.

[ Girl? He always wears protection but do you know where his dick has been?

Without so much as letting the thought of going down on her - or worse - linger for another second, Mei escapes to his bedside table. His shirt is becoming agitating, enough to make him regret keeping it on at all, and with a few shrugs it sinks off his arms and onto the cold floor.

Digging in the drawer it only takes a brief moment before retrieving a condom and returning to the edge of the bed. ]

You save all of that for someone to really care about. Not some lowlife bastard like me, 'kay?

[ At least he's being honest... Anyway, he works on removing his slack, peeling his briefs down the length of his thighs.

He then stops, turning to look over his shoulder. ]

Do you wanna put it on? [ He's going to turn this into a lesson for her... and maybe by the end of this she'll learn not to fuck grown ass men that get lost when they're drunk! ]

Edited (turn????? TURN??????? ) 2025-05-23 00:29 (UTC)

( excuse him! she's always well-behaved. he's the one that did this to her to begin with, no? distracting her from the chores she came here to do, looking at her like she's something to be eaten up. it doesn't help that even she's not aware of how starved she is for touch until he satiates a long-buried need for it.

softer as she might be, she's not about to let that one slide. at least she doesn't throw a pillow at him, opting to narrow her gaze up at him as he pries himself off. the irritation keeps her from whining, so perhaps that's for the best. )

Who are you calling a brat?

( then he runs off like he has to before something else gives, and she watches as his shirt hits the ground before she huffs - more a soft laugh than agitation that time - but she doesn't have anything worth saying to that.

so she doesn't!

instead, she tilts her head when he looks back over at her after ridding himself of most his layers. he's asking her?

... she might as well while she's here.

playing her role as the diligent student, she pushes herself up from her comfortable spot so she can crawl to the edge of the bed. which seems good enough? so she'll sit on her heels, holding her hand out expectantly for the condom in his hand as if she knows exactly what she's going to do with it. )

Hand it over.

( maybe she'll learn that lesson when he learns not to fuck girls almost half his age, hm? )

[ He'll take responsibility for that, sure, but Nei sure did give him the impression of wanting more - starting with praise, moving on to touch, demonstrating how unsatisfied she was. It was an inch that led him to the mile; kissing and cupping flesh, until he has her naked on his bed.

What's worse is that this is how Mei knew he'd end his day. Not that he ever thought that it would be with her specifically. Just someone. Anyone. A hunger that he leaves untouched while he's busy at work, giving in to different needs; the satisfaction that comes with being seen as responsible. But he's obviously far from that pristine image as he drops the condom onto her palm. ]

First thing is you gotta make sure it's not inside out. It'll be obvious if you put it on the wrong way, then you just roll it on. Super easy.

[ He'll learn this lesson after today. And then just go back to sleeping with strangers. Maybe. This will definitely not be an awkward relationship? ]

( you know what they say about feeding stray dogs!

but perhaps they're not all that different in that sense. that desire to be seen as capable, to be known as someone responsible enough to be relied upon. restless in that neverending task of filling a gap that they themselves helped dig by staying as they are.

a need that curtails his other, one that ends with an evening warmed by another without lingering. not that she really expects him to, regardless of familiarity.

not that she's even remotely close to thinking about the nuances of this particular entanglement when she watches him drop the condom in her hand, making some vague noise that she heard his sagely wisdom before tearing into it without skipping a beat. it's that one-minded focus, probably. or maybe she just knows she'll end up getting flustered if she went any slower.

like how she's getting now with the task readily at hand. he'd already teased her about getting embarrassed when finally faced with his cock, so of course that means she's going to do her best out of spite not to.

..... but she's very much so pointedly not looking at him as she pries the condom out, fussing with it briefly with her fingers to figure out what he could possibly mean by the wrong way. hm.

when she finally manages to look up at him, it's with that signature look of warning to not get smart with her and make whatever commentary he has to make about this. how's anyone not supposed to get a little self-conscious when they're trying something out while being watched??? )

Look away.

( because that'll help. surely. this is certainly a very sensible demand to make at a time like this. )

[ Spite works in such wonderous ways. He saw it with Sega, who would argue that Mei's encouragement was done out of annoyance than it was to prove himself, and he's seeing it now with Nei. Watchful, with the gentleness in his gaze long having disappeared; his pupils dilatated and hungry, focused on every move she makes.

A hand ghosts her thigh, rubbing his palm against her skin as she makes herself familiar with something foreign. It does bring a sense of pride to swell in his chest, the joy of allowing someone to explore - with both himself and their own body.

So of course he shakes his head. ]

No. [ His answer is paired with a devilish grin; sly, knowing all too well of the game she's trying to play. And it only makes him grow more hard, aching, the tips of his fingers pressing against flesh with greed. ] It's not like you could mess this up.

[ He saying this like an asshole.

Because he's an asshole. ]

( it certainly has been awhile since her nerves prickled like that from being looked at like she was some kind of prey animal to slake one's hunger with, like her blood affects him as it does the very things she hunts. it makes him look far different than the image she had of him - one more beast than man.

at least those she knows how to deal with. so her answer to his comes with the narrowing of her gaze and a click of her tongue. because of course he's going to be an asshole about it.

there's a moment where she simply stares like she's weighing her options even as his fingers dig into the meat of her thigh. her eyes lowering some few inches in a way that speaks as if she might just wrench him by the jaw to make him if he won't play along. it's tempting because he's being annoying about it despite the warning, and she feels it'd be an apt response. a reasonable one even. better than grabbing him by the wrist and showing him what a girl like her can do when tested.

but she'll need both hands for this, she thinks. maybe? so he's safe. for now. he might enjoy being put on his back with a forearm on his throat a little too much anyway. )

Of course I'm not going to mess it up. Who do you think you're talking to?

( a barely contained snarl, but she remains sat on her heels like a well-behaved housepet lest she snap.

that's all the incentivizing she needs it seems, because soon enough she's swatting his hand off her thigh before he distracts her too much more, leaning up on her knees now to better reach. she only tears her eyes away from his face when it comes time to set the condom over the tip of his cock, her touch turning oddly gentle and her fingers delicate as she works it down the length of him; slow in that deliberately careful way like she truly is taking her time as to not fuck it up somehow.

which is precisely why she looks so smug about it when her fingertips finally brush along the base. see? she's fine. sparkling in her triumph over a hurdle that needn't be one. )

Never doubt me again.

[ Well -

If she were to be distracted by his words, answering with a hand to his throat and threat in the air, the sad answer is that he would only be desperately hard. And impatient, ruling out all the sense left from him and resulting in that final line of reservation (if they could even call it that) before pushing himself inside her; unprotected and raw. But Nei made the right choice in not letting the voices in her head win her over. Yay.

Mei waits with heated anticipation as Nei situations the condom onto his cock, humming lightly when she finishes with an air of pride so evident that he can't help but laugh. ]

Right, right, I'm sorry. [ He leans in close, the gap between them vanishing as he places his lips atop hers. The hand remaining on her flesh parts her thighs, with Mei moving to nestle himself between her legs - another sigh escaping his mouth as he guides her to lie on her back. In this position he hovers above her, his cheeks colored a light pink as he uses his free hand to grab the base of his cock. ] I'm gonna put it in, 'kay? Lemme know if it hurts.

[ Because he might be taking her virginity but he will be nice about it.

Guiding the head of his cock to her entrance, wet with acceptance like a warm embrace, Mei gathers a breath for himself before pushing his knees into the mattress and slowly sinking himself into Nei's cunt. Slow, of course, giving her time to adjust to his size and length - as well as the unfamiliar feeling of being full; her body occupied by something foreign.

He leans in to press his forehead against hers, eyes dark and burnishing the primal hunger that had been resting inside his chest. It's so unfortunate that Mei is just a normal man, because he's actually fulfilling the perpetual emptiness when there is something missing - and Nei has made it obvious in the way that she has wanted nothing more than praise and attention. And there's not denying his personal admittance of enjoying these little games they played; pushing and pulling until they've fallen apart. ]

( nice, like he wasn't one grasp of a hand away from throwing caution to the wind?

whatever complaint she might've had about being repositioned is quickly captured with a kiss, and it's funny how whatever it was she was about to say suddenly doesn't seem to quite matter as much anymore. she's been appeased some other way, and he so easily places himself between her thighs to re-settle like he'd rather she didn't take it upon herself to set the pace.

wise, because he's going a lot slower than what her impatience would've gone with.

she squirms the moment she feels him adjust, fitting better against her before he says something about it hurting, which makes her huff a soft laugh like she doesn't think it's possible. she's mere seconds away from bucking her hips to angle him in herself now that he's situated, but he doesn't wait for much longer to teach her just how the adults play. how the people he brings to bed with him feels when he takes his fill to slake a hunger.

the tip of his cock alone has her gripping the sheets, her gasp twisting into a soft keen the more he sinks in. it doesn't take long at all for her breath to turn shallow and for her hands to reach for him instead, holding onto his shoulders like a lifeline as he makes himself home in her cunt. every time she thinks she's already full to the brim he deftly proves her wrong by giving her just a little more - again, and again until he's given her his all. until she's taken him to the hilt.

the touch to her forehead has her breathing out the breath she's been holding, her eyes refocusing upwards to meet the gaze that's been watching her so attentively. perhaps she's mistaking hunger for adoration but it doesn't really matter at this point. he's here with her now despite his earlier trepidation. he could have easily left but didn't. the inevitability of him getting tangled up with someone this evening didn't need to be with her, yet here she is anyway.

she's still somewhat tense, but that's just how she always is; it doesn't help that their difference in size has her on the more petite end either. not that it stops her from trailing the same path she'd taken with her heel earlier, hooking her legs around his hips like she doesn't intend to let him go so soon.

wildcat, was it? but how sweetly does she brush her lips over his, not quite claiming them just yet since she'd like to say something first. )

See? I can take you just fine.

( like he didn't need to work for every inch. still, she gloats. she'll also be taking that kiss now as she urges him on with a slow, testing grind of her hips; a not so quiet demand to fuck his praise into her already. )

[ He should have made her wait; give an inch to see if she will pick up her heels and chase for the mile. Not that he needed to be given any proof that Nei wanted this, but it would make for an interesting time - toying with the tail of a particularly tempered cat until, eagerly awaiting the claws.

Hurt wasn't the right word. Maybe. Mei expected her to feel discomfort as she adjusted to the sensation of being filled beyond the length of her fingers, watching with expectation as he sinks every inch of his cock inside. Focusing on dragging a slow inhale into his lungs now as her muscles tense around him, warmth spreading from his abdomen to the nerves of his fingertips. Body engulfed in her heat, every sense of him focused solely on her.

So when she looks to him in confidence, tone never threatening to waver, he ensures that his grip is anchored into her hips. He doesn't dig the blunt of his nails into her skin, but there's an undeniable strength in the way Mei means to keep their bodies intertwined. ]

You can. [ He draws back before snapping his hips forward, trapped within her grasp now that she's hooked her legs around him. ] I'm glad - 'cause I don't think I'd let you try to run off now. [ Mei's voice gravitates towards becoming more hoarse; exhaling as his hands run up to her sides. Finding the dip of her waist with warm palms as he finds a pleasurable rhythm to ride out. ] You're gonna make me a bad man, Nei.

[ gross and embarrassing sorry ]

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i live

hiiii i was just thinking abt u the other day like dam i hope they're ok

i got slammed and distracted by otome games

me nodding like and depending on the otome also getting slammed there

fdsjfkja tbf that part was a surprise

LMAO help.. it's ok. same. but i fucked mine up... how am i gonna jpeg this man now.

load save file 69

damn u right

https://youtu.be/pD8mxge6kek?si=IZMnrArNNre4SAZT

HEY DADDY? (DADDYS HOME)? HELP?

daddy's home... i'm reminded that i saw this man at a meeting for work

icb i forgot you were talking about usher

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once again............. this got wildly out of hand. the yapper

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