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undermanage) wrote2025-01-05 04:28 pm
undermanage) wrote2025-01-05 04:28 pm
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NOTE: threads with nsfw will be labeled accordingly, otherwise feel free to throw whatever at me!
daddy's home... i'm reminded that i saw this man at a meeting for work
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! ]
icb i forgot you were talking about usher
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? )
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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? ]
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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. )
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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. ]
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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.
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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. ]
once again............. this got wildly out of hand. the yapper
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. )
:)
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 ]