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

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