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I'll let you get away with it. I like how it feels.

[ Emerald does tense, but not in a negative way. Her back straightens and she leans back against the wall again, this time rolling her shoulders back so that she pushes her breasts out a little further. But as she leans away, she reaches up to undo the buttons on the jacket of her uniform. It's quick work, and it reveals the white undershirt for him. ]

You're the only one having fun if you're touching through three layers of fabric.

[ She's still never going to warn him when she takes clothes off in front of him. ]

[ Akashi doesn't even say anything. The more Emerald is being open of herself to him, the bolder Akashi gets.

He lets go of her and unbuttons the shirt for her, as well. He takes his time, trying to match his pace with the rise and fall of his chest. He's pretty sure they're the only ones he can hear now, even if there's music and noise outside. If Emerald wants to have fun, then he'll just have to expose what skin she has for him to get her to that point. ]

If I go too far, you'll have to tell me.

What are you going to do?

[ She doesn't know what too far is, honestly. But she thinks if he tells her, she might be able to at least mentally prepare for it. Or if not, flat-out tell him she doesn't want to do something before he works himself up to do it.

But they are touching, and she does want to touch him more. She kind of wishes they could sit down somewhere that wasn't a dusty abandoned building, but it is what it is. But she does at least clarify one thing. ]

I'm not having my first time in an abandoned building. [ She looks to the side, expression embarrassed and earnest. ] I still want you to touch me though.

I want to make you feel good. [ Whether it's by kissing or touching her or something else. . . but Emerald is asking, so maybe he should elaborate. ] With just my fingers.

[ He shakes his head after that. ]

That's the farthest I would go. Any more than that, I feel we should prepare for. [ While he does think about Emerald under him sometimes before going to bed, he feels like they're not at that part of their relationship yet. He doesn't really know, though... His relationship with Emerald has been weird, after all. They've known each other for a while now.

He rests a hand on her exposed waist, placing his hand beneath the her shirt. It's nice to touch her like this when it's her skin he finally has hold of. ]

[ She breathes out a puff of air she hadn't realized she'd been holding the second he started with the vague statement of wanting to make her feel good. The problem with being willing to do anything to make sure that someone loves you, even knowing Akashi wouldn't force her to do anything she isn't comfortable with, is that she's willing to push herself way past where she's comfortable. When he says exactly what she wants to hear, it's a relief. If Akashi was looking for a healthier relationship, he's landed himself a project.

She nods, perking up rather like an excited puppy, then reaching for his waistband. ]

Then I get to make you feel good too, Seijuro. Also with my fingers. [ A beat. ] You know- [ She gestures her hand in a crude handjob motion. Enjoy that visual, Akashi. ]

[ Akashi closes his eyes when Emerald does that thing with her hands. A deep breath, then he kisses her again as a distraction so he can unclasp her bra. He won't remove it. He just wants to touch her skin properly, both hands first holding her by the side, then shifting so he can feel the underside of her breasts with both palms.

He kisses her cheek next, accompanied by his hands squeezing what he can of her breasts. She just looks so irresistible that he can't help it. She's lit a fire in him; someone who's so controlled can barely hold it in. He even wants to mark her. It's not something he's done before to anyone but... he wants to.

When he pulls away after a few short nibbles, he's breathing heavily. His eyes are glassy, clouded with a combination of lust and curiosity. He wants to be able to touch her all over, but he only has two hands. It's very conflicting. ]

[ It's a good thing when his lips move to her cheek. She enjoys kissing him, but feeling his hands against her back, then touching her breasts is too much to keep completely quiet. It's not a loud sound, but low and sultry. His touch against her breast is hot, an act of intimacy she's never experienced before, and it's followed by the little bites. She can't help it any more than she can help the way her fingers curl around the fabric of his waistband and pull him closer, her pelvis bumping against him when she does and her upper leg slipping between the two of his. When he looks at her, her expression reflects his own, with a tinge of added disappointment... ]

Don't stop.

[ ..But perhaps not the bad kind of disappointment. She just wants him to keep going instead of just staring at her. ]

[ Akashi helps her, slipping one hand back down, under her skirt to grip her thigh. She feels so close like this, and it makes him want to kiss her again. Her lips taste good—she tastes good, and he feels like he'll never be content with just this.

The more he kisses her, the firmer his squeezes on her breast gets. His thumb plays with the nub with every squeeze, and the longer he does, the harder his lower region gets. She'd definitely be able to feel his half-hard cock poking her beneath his trousers, even more when he grinds his hips against hers. ]

Emerald— [ He sighs heavily, letting out whatever tension he's been feeling. The tension comes back quickly though. This isn't going anywhere for the time being. ]

[ Her position already at his waist gives her easy access to undo the button of his pants, pausing as he grinds against her. Emerald presses back, eyes closing halfway in heated need. She doesn't want to lose sight of him though, so she strains herself to make sure she keeps them open. Rather than zipping his pants down calmly, she simply yanks on both sides of his pants in a swift motion to pry them open, then push them just slightly down. It's still an abandoned house, he'll probably get mad if she gets dirt on them by pushing them to the ground, so she just pushes them far enough down that she can reveal his underpants.

Blood red eyes up at him again, slowing down her pace as she slowly slips one hand down the backside of his underwear to rest on his butt. She's not going to ask again- he already gave permission, but she is going to give him a chance to tell her no if she's going too fast. It's more out of her own hesitation and lack of experience than belief that he'll change his mind, though. Emerald grips the hard muscles of his lower cheek with her fingers as she grinds her own hips against his again, wrinkling her skirt between the two of them. ]

[ Even just doing this is making Akashi's head spin. He even fixes Emerald's leg that's resting on him, lifting it a little more just so he can feel more of her. He wants to get her wet, to make her feel like she's needed, because she is. Akashi's never thought about Emerald this way before, but he's cared for her for a very long time.

Emerald said she likes it when she feels closer to Akashi. He wants to be as close to her as possible, too. He's happy if she is.

With a deep sigh, he slips his free hand under her skirt to caress her other thigh. He wants to appreciate that first, just as he appreciates how hot she looks with her shirt unbuttoned because of him and for him. He wants to mess her hair up, make her look vulnerable because it's just them. He wants to admire just how swollen her lips are, and he does, when a small yellow light appears between them. Akashi's certainly getting a better view now. ]

[ Emerald can't help but let out a giggle in a puff of air through those kiss-swollen lips of hers, both from happiness at being this close to him and a bout of nerves from the ever-present apparently if lights. ]

I guess lights out is never going to be an option.

[ But that's okay she supposes, even if that means he's always going to be watching her in moments like this. She likes that his focus is zeroed in on her as flustering as it may be. As her chest rises and falls with each excited breath she can't help but smile at him. It's weird to feel this happy. Too feel like, for the first time, she's the lucky one.

One day she's going to have to pay the piper, she's sure, and there's a nagging in the back of her head that Mercury reminded her of that but she ignores it for now. She'll figure it out later. The only thing she wants to figure out now is what a penis feels like, and that she accomplished by slowly sipping her hand from the back of his pants to the front, then wrapping her fingers around him cautiously. ]

Is that too hard?

[ Her grip, she means. She really doesn't know. ]

[ Akashi closes his eyes. As much as he would like to look at Emerald when he gives his answer, the warmth of her hand around him makes distracts him from that. ]

A little firmer, if you please. [ But she can play with his dick should she want to. It would be weird but he won't complain. She can touch him however she wants to.

As a response, though, his hand moves again. His hand slips beneath her panties just until the pad of his middle finger is able to touch her clit. It hovers over the nub, letting the heat he's feeling settle down some, first. ]

[ She might play with him curiously another time. She can't see very well in the dark despite his lights-- she's not a faunus, after all. She'll have questions later, want to poke it like a cat prodding at something its been told not to touch later when they're not pressed against each other. Now there's a scalding heat inside of her urging her to make sure it gets released one way or the other that sears through her body the second he touches her, letting a need suddenly outweighing the heat. Her pussy twitches once under his touch, and she has to take a slow, deep breath- or try to. As she lets it out, it shudders, a failed attempt to control her own breathing.

Emerald swallows heavily and grips his arousal more firmly, then slowly moves her hand along the length, pushing down his length and the pulling back up. As she approaches the tip, she twists her wrist to push his underwear down just enough that she can pop his cock out so she can move her wrist a little more smoothly without wearing on his fabric. ]

[ Akashi lets out a loud breath, humming in approval because Emerald would probably want some sort of sign that she's doing something right. It's been some time since he was touched by somebody else, so this feels exciting, and if his penis growing harder isn't a sign of that, then Emerald is doing something wrong.

His hand shifts so he can slide his fingers down from her clit to her entrance, tracing her lower lips ever so slowly with his index finger. Once it is wet enough, he slips it in carefully, gauging her reaction before moving. ]

How does it feel?

[ The hand that isn't on his penis jumps back up to his shoulder when he slips it in. She's tense, and he may have found that while she's definitely experiencing an oasis-like state of being (hot and wet with some green around the outside), there was a bit of resistance. ]

Like you just shoved a finger in me.

[ It doesn't feel bad but he hasn't really done anything yet. It's not the automatic zing of pleasure like she felt when he touched her clitoris, so she's not sure how he wants her to answer. It results in her blunt response, but she shifts a little bit so she can spread her legs a little more to give him a bit more room to do what he's going to do. It's inviting, even if her smart mouth didn't say what he probably wanted to hear. ]

Help me get used to it.

[ She starts moving her own hand again after a moment of adjustment, still a very slow pace. She's not sure if there's some kind of technique to this, but after another second she picks the pace up, then wonders. ]

Is there too much friction? I can wet it first. [ She pauses. ] I can lick my hand or... [ She moves her hand off of his cock and slides it over his. She means she'll get her hand wet and use that. It can't be comfortable just dry skin on dry skin though, she thinks. ]

[ Well, that's one way to kill a boner. Fortunately, it doesn't. Akashi's not exactly the best when it comes to dirty talk, either. Once Emerald is more comfortable with the idea of the two of them doing something like this, she'd probably be the one talking more and Akashi would be the one killing her horniness. Oh well. :) ]

Lick your hand.

[ He wants to see it, plus, there's the added bonus of him imagining her mouth on his cock.

Slowly, he moves his finger in her further before curling it like a hook. It's hot and wet and it's amazing. God, he wants to know how she feels if it were his cock inside. Is he being a pervert for thinking of these things? Does that still matter now that they're dating? His breath is so shaky whenever he breathes out. ]

[ Emerald quirks an eyebrow at that direction, but draws her hand up to her mouth. She leans in and draws her tongue from her wrist to the tip of her middle finger, then dips it between her lips. Once she's done with it, she goes back to making a show out of licking her hand and wrist in her best attempt at a show for him. ]

Like this?

[ as she does this, she reaches down with her other hand to massage his balls slowly ]

Just like that.

[ As she wets her hand, Akashi focuses on his own task. He pulls his finger back and slides it back in just as carefully as he did before, testing the waters to see what sort of pace Emerald might enjoy. She did tell him to help her get used to the feeling. What makes him stop is when Emerald starts to massage his testicles.

His dick throbs at the touch, but he won't say he wants her to touch him some more. This should be about her, after all. That was his intention in the first place. ]

[ The movement makes a difference for her, even if she's still a little uncomfortable. It's not because she doesn't want it or because Akashi isn't doing it right- she just isn't used to being touched. She's never done it much herself and Akashi's fingers are bigger besides.

It's a slow build up of heat as he does it, and she finds herself a little disappointed when he stills. So Emerald dips her hips on her own against his hand, making eye contact as she wets her palm with her tongue and then places it back on his cock once it's slicker with her own saliva. ]

Can you move your hand at the same time I do?

I will.

[ Emerald can set the pace. Akashi doesn't mind. He'll do whatever will make her comfortable, though for now, he continues working her up with his finger. If she starts to move her hand again, then he'll follow what she'll set. ]

Good. Because then it's like we're...

[ She tilts her head and gets a sexy simper on her lips to imply what she means. She doesn't necessarily care about controlling the pace, but he's better at synchronizing with others than she is. If she tried to follow him she'd just end up saying screw it and doing whatever she wanted.

Red eyes turn down as she trails off, the smile not leaving her lips. Then Emerald leans forward to give him another kiss, though this one is brief and she rests her forehead against his shoulder after it so she can look down at what she's doing and periodically place little kisses to his neck, shoulder, and chest between glances. Her hand starts moving firmly over his cock again, going the full length a few times, then making a couple of quick pumps toward the end before going the length again. She's trying to figure out what feels best for him as much as she is for her. ]

[ The kisses are appreciated. He likes them and wants to reciprocate, but at this moment, Akashi can only do two things which is to feel Emerald's hand on his cock and to give her a handjob. It's not complicated activities, but his mind can't handle any more with all the blood rushing to his groin.

He clenches his jaw so he doesn't make a sound. They might be isolated and it may be noisy outside, but there's still a risk of being caught.

Akashi can't replicate the same pace Emerald does with how she's pumping him, but he does slip his finger in and out at a moderate pace. He curls his index finger in a come hither-like manner every now and then, poking at her inner wall where he thinks the back of her clit would be. Once he feels he's gotten used to the feeling, he'll add another digit in. ]

[ Emerald isn't particularly noisy herself, most of her vocal reactions involve her breath hitching and increasing in speed. Her reactions are more subtle than whines and mewls but just as obvious in other ways. The curve of her back as she dips her hips against his hands is one. When he finds that spot inside of her she bites down on her lower lip, turning her head so she can look at his face. ]

That feels good.

[ He wanted to know. It's a step up from her last attempt to tell him what it felt like, even if it's vague. She lifts her head off of him now so she can better rub both his balls and shaft with both hands. ]

[ Emerald saying so is good. Akashi appreciates it, and he gives her a soft kiss on the lips as a means of thanks. It's accompanied by his middle finger entering her slit too. The feeling should be a lot bigger now, even though looking at it from the outside, it isn't much. He drums against her walls as he thrusts into her with two fingers before pulling back some, then he does it again and again. ]

What you're doing feels good, too.

[ He feels like he doesn't have to say it, but in case Emerald needs to hear it, he says it, too. ]

[ Two fingers definitely feels better than one, especially now that she's used to the one. It felt awkward to her at first, to have someone else putting his fingers inside of her. The longer he did it, the more natural it felt- or perhaps the more heat built up in her as he started to draw pleasure out of her body in a way that felt way better than anything she'd ever done herself. She doesn't know. She still feels a little lost as to what's going on, and she's definitely certain if this wasn't with Akashi right now, she'd probably have been too nervous to really mentally enjoy the journey toward their inevitable destination. Not that she wouldn't do this with Mayuzumi eventually, but that just doesn't feel like where their relationship is yet. It's why she spent time trying to get to know him better earlier today. She hasn't had over a year around him, and Akashi she has- Akashi has seen her baser demons and still wanted her, not just as a friend, but as more. There's a longer-established bond here that's making this first time easier to focus more on the sensations and affections that she feels for him than her own nervousness at not really knowing what she's doing, or what he's doing really because this is different than what she does to herself when she's alone and lonely. Different in a very good way she's finding, as her breath hitches in her throat again, this time with more punctuation as she finds herself more and more out of breath.

She removes her hand from his balls just so she can take it up to his sleeve again and dig her nails into the fabric. It's a rather odd move for him just saying he likes what she's doing but she needed to do something and she kind of figured he would prefer she didn't dig his nails in where they were before. Letting the tension out with one hand, she manages to keep her other one steady. To make up for it, she starts moving her thumb over the head of his cock whenever she gets toward the end, massaging the crevaces and spreading any precum that might be forming around. ]

I'm wrinkling your jacket, sorry. [ She doesn't stop, her words breathless as she feels like she's getting closer to the moment they're both waiting for. ]

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