[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
[ 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 ]
[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
[ Akashi lets out a puff of air that's almost like a laugh. He doesn't stop either. His own excitement is beginning to rise as well, which shows with the more fervent way his digits work Emerald up. Out, in, drum, drum, drum, out, in, drum, drum, drum. The wet heat enveloping his fingers is making him feel crazy. He wishes it was his dick inside her, but he hates that he's thinking it because it's so unprofessional and so unlike him. He wants to treasure Emerald and make sure nothing bad happens to her, not treat her like she's an object. Since Emerald doesn't seem ready for that yet, it feels like his thoughts are so impure.
[ She can't help but laugh a little too, but it's way too breathy and ends on a quiet moan. She can't even tell if she's doing well or not. Her mind is focusing in on the sensations, on the way her body is heating up. Her movements with her hand are quite honestly getting sloppier even if she's trying to keep going for him, and it feels way too hot. She honestly wishes they could've taken their clothes off. She wants to see him naked-- she's never seen that. He's never seen her completely either.
Well, that's one thing she could remedy, and she's pretty sure it would help make up for her unpracticed first handjob. She uses her semblance to show him what she looks like completely naked. She knows that much at least, even if she couldn't do the same for him and have it be accurate. And she definitely doesn't need to worry about concentrating on using her semblance in this case since thinking about being naked and with Akashi is the only thing on her mind right now. ]
[ It's okay if she's being sloppy. His focus is on her, and his face turns even red when she sees her naked. It's her semblance, he's guessing and he leans down to nibble on her ear as he continues with his ministrations. Emerald isn't setting the pace anymore, he is, and he's going a little faster than she is now. If she lets go, that's fine. He can finish himself off later. ]
I wish I could see you properly, [ He whispers this in her ear before licking her helix. ] I can't control myself right now, though.
Will you show me next time?
[ Because he does want Emerald. He loves her, but he doesn't even know it yet. He'll always want her and care for her, because she gave him a chance even though she didn't like him very much when they first met. She let him be himself, introduced him to so many things, saved him from the brink of death, helped him find himself again, amongst so many other things. How can he not want Emerald when there's so many things to admire about her? Akashi's sure that if Emerald disappeared, it would hurt so much that he might not want to breathe anymore. ]
[ Her answer is simple, but teasing. Her tone is playful, but so airy it's clear she's focused on something other than even her own word. ]
I want to see you lose control.
[ Emerald doesn't mean right now, though. Right now she's about to lose control herself in a different way and she has to stop using her semblance right then as her mind trails off to what exactly that might entail, before she ends up showing what she's thinking to him. It's abrupt, and her voice hitches again, this time letting out a sound higher-pitched than her normal voice as her body starts to contract over his hands. She moves both of her hands to his shoulders in that moment, just so she doesn't accidentally hurt him as every muscle in her body seems to tense at once. Her foot grinds over the crystals she made earlier and pops up to support herself against the wall just a little more and she leans her back completely against it- it seems easier than trying to balance. Give her a second here, Akashi. ]
[ The sounds around them disappear completely. All Emerald will be able to hear is his breath, as well as hers.
Even when Akashi feels Emerald tense up, his fingers being covered further by her body, he doesn't stop, but he slows once he feels her walls loosen up some. That's the time he slips his fingers out, breath harsh as he looks at how wet they are.
He kisses her forehead, careful that he doesn't hold her with his wet hand as he does. He wants to kiss her again and then finish himself, but he can't be selfish. Not with her. He needs to know if she's alright, if she's happy, if she's satisfied. ]
[ There are a number of reasons that Emerald is glad this is still a considerably public place. For one thing, the immediate temptation to go to sleep isn't something she can give into even if she wanted to. If she were in her bed with all her pillows she definitely would've been selfishly tempted. Here, she's not even lying down so after a few moments of catching her breath, she pushes herself off the wall. She's definitely going to have a find a bathroom at some point and clean up...
But Emerald's instincts to remember to put Akashi first kick in after a few seconds. The afterglow is still present, but her own anxiety of being left starts back up when she thinks for a second that she might've put herself first here. If he isn't satisfied with her then there's room for someone else to move in. She's definitely not as skilled as his last girlfriend. Even if she never met Miu, what she knows about her is only from Akashi's vision of her being absolutely perfect so she can't help but compare herself. There are so many ways she can't compare to that woman, but at least in this she can find a way to be better. At least today, she's determined not to fall into the category of not good enough to even get him off.
It's a good thing there's not much in the room to cling to him so he's probably not going to pick up on Emerald's own clinginess again. Well, except for the way she's holding onto him herself and leaning against him, obviously not wanting to let go. She's definitely going to be the only one he can think of, at least for the next few minutes. She finally lets go, pressing a kiss to his neck, then his lips. She might kill Miu if she ever comes back, she doesn't want to let go of Akashi. Emerald moves her hand back down his chest, dragging her fingers the whole way down to his cock again. ]
I can get on my knees if you want to cum on me.
[ Otherwise he's about at skirt height and she does have to wear these clothes out of here... and the rest of the day... She can clean it off of her face without it staining. ]
(Just kidding. Akashi hasn't realised it yet, but he does realise that Emerald may have some sort of perception of him that... he needs to rectify. He shakes his head before taking her lips in his. He's close, at least, Emerald just needs to keep going just a little more.) ]
This is fine, please. [ Emerald doesn't really have to worry about Akashi looking at Miu the same way he did... if she ever comes back. He's different now. He's changed. He's moved on. He does look back fondly on their memories together, but beyond that, Akashi's affections for her just go so far as "she was someone important to me". Right now, though, Emerald's become his most important person. She may not be perfect, but he's realised after his relationship with Miu abruptly ended that he was worshipping her when he shouldn't have. None of this is important, though. He doesn't know just how badly Emerald is devoted to him.
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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. ]
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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. ]
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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. ]
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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. ]
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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. ]
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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. ]
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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?
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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. ]
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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. ]
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Like this?
[ as she does this, she reaches down with her other hand to massage his balls slowly ]
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[ 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. ]
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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?
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[ 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. ]
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[ 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. ]
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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. ]
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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. ]
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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. ]
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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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[ Akashi lets out a puff of air that's almost like a laugh. He doesn't stop either. His own excitement is beginning to rise as well, which shows with the more fervent way his digits work Emerald up. Out, in, drum, drum, drum, out, in, drum, drum, drum. The wet heat enveloping his fingers is making him feel crazy. He wishes it was his dick inside her, but he hates that he's thinking it because it's so unprofessional and so unlike him. He wants to treasure Emerald and make sure nothing bad happens to her, not treat her like she's an object. Since Emerald doesn't seem ready for that yet, it feels like his thoughts are so impure.
But god, Akashi does so want her right now. ]
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[ She can't help but laugh a little too, but it's way too breathy and ends on a quiet moan. She can't even tell if she's doing well or not. Her mind is focusing in on the sensations, on the way her body is heating up. Her movements with her hand are quite honestly getting sloppier even if she's trying to keep going for him, and it feels way too hot. She honestly wishes they could've taken their clothes off. She wants to see him naked-- she's never seen that. He's never seen her completely either.
Well, that's one thing she could remedy, and she's pretty sure it would help make up for her unpracticed first handjob. She uses her semblance to show him what she looks like completely naked. She knows that much at least, even if she couldn't do the same for him and have it be accurate. And she definitely doesn't need to worry about concentrating on using her semblance in this case since thinking about being naked and with Akashi is the only thing on her mind right now. ]
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I wish I could see you properly, [ He whispers this in her ear before licking her helix. ] I can't control myself right now, though.
Will you show me next time?
[ Because he does want Emerald. He loves her, but he doesn't even know it yet. He'll always want her and care for her, because she gave him a chance even though she didn't like him very much when they first met. She let him be himself, introduced him to so many things, saved him from the brink of death, helped him find himself again, amongst so many other things. How can he not want Emerald when there's so many things to admire about her? Akashi's sure that if Emerald disappeared, it would hurt so much that he might not want to breathe anymore. ]
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[ Her answer is simple, but teasing. Her tone is playful, but so airy it's clear she's focused on something other than even her own word. ]
I want to see you lose control.
[ Emerald doesn't mean right now, though. Right now she's about to lose control herself in a different way and she has to stop using her semblance right then as her mind trails off to what exactly that might entail, before she ends up showing what she's thinking to him. It's abrupt, and her voice hitches again, this time letting out a sound higher-pitched than her normal voice as her body starts to contract over his hands. She moves both of her hands to his shoulders in that moment, just so she doesn't accidentally hurt him as every muscle in her body seems to tense at once. Her foot grinds over the crystals she made earlier and pops up to support herself against the wall just a little more and she leans her back completely against it- it seems easier than trying to balance. Give her a second here, Akashi. ]
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Even when Akashi feels Emerald tense up, his fingers being covered further by her body, he doesn't stop, but he slows once he feels her walls loosen up some. That's the time he slips his fingers out, breath harsh as he looks at how wet they are.
He kisses her forehead, careful that he doesn't hold her with his wet hand as he does. He wants to kiss her again and then finish himself, but he can't be selfish. Not with her. He needs to know if she's alright, if she's happy, if she's satisfied. ]
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But Emerald's instincts to remember to put Akashi first kick in after a few seconds. The afterglow is still present, but her own anxiety of being left starts back up when she thinks for a second that she might've put herself first here. If he isn't satisfied with her then there's room for someone else to move in. She's definitely not as skilled as his last girlfriend. Even if she never met Miu, what she knows about her is only from Akashi's vision of her being absolutely perfect so she can't help but compare herself. There are so many ways she can't compare to that woman, but at least in this she can find a way to be better. At least today, she's determined not to fall into the category of not good enough to even get him off.
It's a good thing there's not much in the room to cling to him so he's probably not going to pick up on Emerald's own clinginess again. Well, except for the way she's holding onto him herself and leaning against him, obviously not wanting to let go. She's definitely going to be the only one he can think of, at least for the next few minutes. She finally lets go, pressing a kiss to his neck, then his lips. She might kill Miu if she ever comes back, she doesn't want to let go of Akashi. Emerald moves her hand back down his chest, dragging her fingers the whole way down to his cock again. ]
I can get on my knees if you want to cum on me.
[ Otherwise he's about at skirt height and she does have to wear these clothes out of here... and the rest of the day... She can clean it off of her face without it staining. ]
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(Just kidding. Akashi hasn't realised it yet, but he does realise that Emerald may have some sort of perception of him that... he needs to rectify. He shakes his head before taking her lips in his. He's close, at least, Emerald just needs to keep going just a little more.) ]
This is fine, please. [ Emerald doesn't really have to worry about Akashi looking at Miu the same way he did... if she ever comes back. He's different now. He's changed. He's moved on. He does look back fondly on their memories together, but beyond that, Akashi's affections for her just go so far as "she was someone important to me". Right now, though, Emerald's become his most important person. She may not be perfect, but he's realised after his relationship with Miu abruptly ended that he was worshipping her when he shouldn't have. None of this is important, though. He doesn't know just how badly Emerald is devoted to him.
He heaves out a rather loud exhale. ]
Emerald.
[ Finish what you started. ]
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