[She takes a seat as well, his shirt riding up high on her thighs as she does.] I did a couple historical tv shows before. They were fun, and I always had to learn little things for the sake of accuracy.
[It was fun! Not a lot stuck, but it was fun for the shows.]
I don't really have a favorite, but... I like mystery, I guess. Or horror. [She smiles a little, because someone like her liking ghost stories and horror might be either too obvious or really strange.] But good horror--the kind that makes you think. Not just blood and gore.
[She leans towards him, just a little, her smile coy] But I won't say no to a good romance either.
[ Miu... he's a boy... and he's been decent but he might not be able to control himself if you show him more skin!!! He's more composed now than earlier, though, and the look he passes her legs may be more subtle now than earlier.
He leans back in bed after fluffing his pillow, offering the other one (which he normally hugs to sleep) to Miu. ]
I might not look that good on the movie screen, Miu-san.
[She's going to slowly kill him and it'll be the least he deserves after his numerous failures at recognizing her subtle and not-so-subtle 'hey make out with me' cues, okay.
As soon as Akashi seems nice and comfortable, Miu wastes no time in sliding up next to him, setting the pillow down beside his.]
Is that a joke? [She raises an eyebrow and then shakes her head] I wouldn't want you on the big screen anyhow. I want to keep you all to myself. [She smiles though, mostly just playing around--Mostly.] You'd be a star in an instant for your looks alone.
[ He shifts so he can put his arm under Miu and another over her, hugging her like a pillow. He rests his head by the crook of her neck. And maybe, just maybe, he's slightly more clingy tonight, but he felt threatened earlier that he might lose her. ]
You say that, but I can't say the same when you have so many admirers here. [ He's only half-serious. ] It's unfair.
[She doesn't mind the clinginess at all she welcomes it, in fact, bringing a hand up to pet his hair, fingers trailing through it.]
Ah, that's true though... But you can be a lot scarier than I can. So you don't have to worry about anyone trying anything. I don't think I could scare anyone if I tried.
[...Well. Not without dragging up their deepest darkest secrets to use against them BUT THAT'S BESIDES THE POINT.
She tilts her head a little to glance down at him, curious] Does it bother you?
I'm not worried, [ he says, then he presses a light kiss on her neck. ] It just makes me want to be with you all the time, so people can see that you belong to me.
[ AKASHI IS REALLY POSSESSIVE. Miu will end up with hickeys everywhere once Akashi knows how to... make them... ]
[There's a soft gasp followed by a noise of approval and she shivers a little.]
G-good. [She mentally curses herself for her stammer, feeling her face turn red because of it.] Belong to you, huh...? [She thought such a thing might have annoyed her, and maybe once upon a time it would have. but with Akashi... She really doesn't fnd she minds. It's a strangely nice feeling that goes up there with being desired by someone she actually wants to be desired by.]
Hmm, yep. I'm yours'. And you're mine. [She slides her hand down to cup his face and urge him to look up so she can bend her head to kiss him.] I'll make sure no one forgets it.
[ But he doesn't look the part...!! He even kisses her back, a bit more playful this time because he nips playfully at her lower lip when he pulls away. ]
I like you far too much to be able to be willing to share.
[ Unless it's with Kuroko or Midorima, apparently. ]
Hmm, no, don’t apologize. I like it. [She’s not sure if the boldness he’s talking about was the kiss on her neck or his talk about her belonging to him or something, but either way she likes it so her point still stands.
Because she can be bold too, you know?
She smooths her hand down his shoulder and his arm to take his hand and places it on her thigh, a little below the hem of his shirt, her voice lowered in suggestion] And since I’m yours’, that means you can touch me pretty much all you want, you know? You don’t have to keep it at just looking. [Because she totally saw him looking. Then she angles her head to kiss him again.
[ He's quick to grow tense when he's touched and his hands immediately go up to her waist as if touching her skin is like touching fire. When she kisses him, though, he relaxes and kisses her back. It takes a few seconds before his hands very slowly work their way downwards back to her thigh to actually make contact with her skin. His hand is warm and his touch gentle, not overly into it just yet because he's still not sure if this is the right thing to do. She may have given him permission, but he doesn't want to do it too much, you know? ]
[She knows they won’t get to go too much further than this sort of thing—she doubts Akashi has condoms lying around right now “just in case,” and she certainly doesn’t have any—but for now, this is just fine. It’s careful and slow, but this level of caution is just so him that she can’t bring herself to mind.
Miu makes an encouraging noise when his hand touches her skin at last, her tongue pressing lightly against his mouth to coax him into opening up.
After spending most of the past few days anxious about others leaving and never seeing them again, this is the sort of closeness and release she needed. This reassurance that he was here and real</> and she didn’t have to worry about him disappearing any time soon.]
[ The noise is definitely encouraging, and it lets him know that he's doing something right. He relaxes even more, his thumb running circles on her skin as he grants her access into his mouth. He even opens it wider, just to be able to taste her more. Meanwhile, the arm that's under her pulls her closer to him just to be able to feel her more. Bit by bit, Akashi's inhibitions are unraveling and loosening and perhaps by the end of the night he'll be so comfortable around Miu that he wouldn't ask for permission if he wants to touch her or something. ]
She presses against him, lips curved in a smile even as she deepens their kiss. The air grows warm, though Miu can't honestly tell if it's because of the heat radiating off their bodies or because of her--their?--emotions having an effect.
Not that it matters either way. She has one hand resting against his chest as the other slides through his hair; she shifts to slide her leg up to drape over his, the hem of the shirt she's wearing bunched up to expose her entire leg.]
[ Hands begin to wander moments later. Instead of just drawing small circles in one spot, his hand moves downwards slightly then back up. Just small and intricate contacts like this makes him feel brand new and it feels great, because it also feels like he's learning something new about Miu by the second.
The longer they kiss, the bolder Akashi gets. With their tongues greeting each other, it gives him the confidence to hold Miu by the thigh and lift it over his leg so she can straddle him. He shifts and places his other hand firm on her waist so she doesn't topple over, and that's when he pulls away. ]
[She squeaks a little and gives a breathless laugh as they pull away, her breathing heavy but her smile sure.]
More than okay. I said you could touch me all you wanted, right? [She runs her hands through his hair again, looking at him with adoration.] I love you. [She kisses him briefly, laughing softly again.] I love you so much.
The more you say that, the more I feel like I may not be able to control myself.
[ She may be looking at him with adoration, but his gaze has a hint of hunger in it. He doesn't even let her respond, immediately kissing her back with fervour as soon as he hears "I love you so much" drip from her mouth. He's definitely been holding back all this time with how aggressive he seems to be now. ]
[There's a soft moan and she grinds her hips against him, returning the kiss hungrily. It takes all her willpower to pull away to speak again]
Then don't. [Control himself, she means, giving his hair a tug to pull him back so she can press their mouths together in another hungry kiss.] I'm not stopping you.
[ He lets out a shaky breath when he feels her move against him. His desire amps up as a hand moves to her ass to give it a squeeze. His kisses become hungry, too, and when he kisses her again, he gives her an open-mouthed one to make his tongue enter her mouth.
He doesn't even mind the hair tugging. If asked, he might even say he likes it. So long as it's just Miu doing it, anyway. ]
[the heat in the room feels almost oppressive now and she groans again. The little noises seem louder in the normally quiet room, desire coiling tight in her stomach.]
Seijuro. [She mumbles his name as she reluctantly forces herself to pull away to press kisses down to his neck, opposite the side he was bit on.]
[ Even the lights in the room have dimmed to a minimum, as if only candles are lightning the room to set the mood. It's clear that their emotions are taking play, but Akashi himself doesn't seem to care when his attention is all on Miu. ]
Mm, [ He's about to say her name, but it ends up coming out of his mouth as a soft moan. ] Miu-san— [ A breathy sigh. He wants to feel her against him again, so he bucks his hips against her as if to ask her to do it again, too. ]
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[A shiver shoots down her spine at the moan, her mouth sucking hard at the skin on his neck to leave a nice red mark there. If she's lucky, it'll stay a while, though Akashi might have to do some quick thinking to explain it away. Oops. Her lips curve into a wicked little smile, not at all sorry though.
Her knees squeeze lightly at his sides as he presses up against her, making her gasp lightly before she returns the favor to grind down against him. It's too hot, she decides, and she does lean away to grab the hem of her shirt.
Miu doesn't pull it off right away though, taking a moment to look at Akashi-- so different from the usually oh-so put together young gentleman he seems to be in public, and she can't up the incredibly smug aura at the knowledge that it's because of her that he's like this.
With a breathless little laugh, Miu pulls the shirt up and over her head then, letting it drop carelessly to the side. So long, shirt, no need for you here!! This leaves her in just her panties now and with way more skin exposed than she's ever had around Akashi before.]
[ The quick explanation would be the honest truth. Things got steamy and Miu left him a hickey. He likely wouldn't be that ashamed of it when the mark is a mark that he and Miu are together. It's a temporary trophy more than anything. Miu sucking his skin makes the hairs on his skin stand and he slowly feels that another part of him is growing harder as each second ticks by.
By the time Miu moves her hips against him, she'll feel his member beneath his lounge pants greet her. Another noise of pleasure leaves Akashi, snd his composure really is out the window already. He meets Miu's gaze with his own, slightly honeyed in lust. If she looks closely, though, she might be able to notice that he's not completely sure if this is the right thing to do even though he said he might not control himself tonight. It's clear he's desiring for Miu, but it occurs to him that there's no way to protect themselves if intercourse does happen.
But the last remaining thread that's keeping him grounded at this very moment gets cut and burnt when Miu takes the shirt she's wearing off. Akashi's eyes move downwards to her chest. He doesn't ogle, instead, the look he gives her skin is that of wonder and adoration.
A slow hand moves upwards from her waist. Light finger touches follows how her breast curves before he places a palm over her breast to cup it. Then he looks at Miu again as if telling her what his intentions are. He waits for no response, though, and instead proceeds to give it a squeeze. ]
[it's impossible to control her breathing like this, slightly labored with desire and mild anxiety as he looks at her. Anticipation makes it feel like the seconds are crawling by, the first touch of his fingers makes her sigh and close her eyes, head tipping back some.
There's a hum of agreement and she tilts her head to look at him again with half-lidded eyes, letting out a soft moan as he squeezes her] You don't have condoms, do you. [It's not quite a question, but Miu smiles even as she knows the answer is probably going to be 'no.'] It's fine. We can do other things.
[She has her hands and her mouth, after all, and her hand moves to play coyly with his waistband.] I want to keep going if you do.
[ Akashi shakes his head, and for the first time ever (probably), he feels a bit of shame that he's disappointed Miu of all people. She says "it's fine", but he does want it too! So now something like that'll have to be moved another time.
He finds that he does like touching her. Why did he hold off on this for so long? Oh, right -- because he wanted to be decent. He didn't want to overstep his boundaries. Even kissing her was something he didn't want to do so much because he didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable. But now. Now that they're in the moment, things are different. ]
Ah, let me— [ He pushes himself up, but not completely, one hand still on Miu's waist to not let her fall over when he does make some space between his ass and his bed. Miu can pull off his pants and his undies now with some little adjusting. ]
[The wait will just make it sweeter--at least, that's how Miu's choosing to look at it. This'll just be...a preview, of sorts. A way for her to get to know what he likes beforehand.
She makes a surprised little noise as he moves, before she understands just why.] Ah. [Her fingers curling into the waistband of his pants and underwear, tugging them both down. He can probably kick them off the rest of the way himself as she shifts and adjusts to get comfortable again on him, eyes instantly zeroing in on his dick.
There's a soft 'oh' and Miu's eyelids lower somewhat and she reaches out to touch him lightly, fingertips sliding over the tip experimentally. Her gaze flickers up to his face] Is this okay?
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[It was fun! Not a lot stuck, but it was fun for the shows.]
I don't really have a favorite, but... I like mystery, I guess. Or horror. [She smiles a little, because someone like her liking ghost stories and horror might be either too obvious or really strange.] But good horror--the kind that makes you think. Not just blood and gore.
[She leans towards him, just a little, her smile coy] But I won't say no to a good romance either.
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He leans back in bed after fluffing his pillow, offering the other one (which he normally hugs to sleep) to Miu. ]
I might not look that good on the movie screen, Miu-san.
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As soon as Akashi seems nice and comfortable, Miu wastes no time in sliding up next to him, setting the pillow down beside his.]
Is that a joke? [She raises an eyebrow and then shakes her head] I wouldn't want you on the big screen anyhow. I want to keep you all to myself. [She smiles though, mostly just playing around--Mostly.] You'd be a star in an instant for your looks alone.
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You say that, but I can't say the same when you have so many admirers here. [ He's only half-serious. ] It's unfair.
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Ah, that's true though... But you can be a lot scarier than I can. So you don't have to worry about anyone trying anything. I don't think I could scare anyone if I tried.
[...Well. Not without dragging up their deepest darkest secrets to use against them BUT THAT'S BESIDES THE POINT.
She tilts her head a little to glance down at him, curious] Does it bother you?
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[ AKASHI IS REALLY POSSESSIVE. Miu will end up with hickeys everywhere once Akashi knows how to... make them... ]
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G-good. [She mentally curses herself for her stammer, feeling her face turn red because of it.] Belong to you, huh...? [She thought such a thing might have annoyed her, and maybe once upon a time it would have. but with Akashi... She really doesn't fnd she minds. It's a strangely nice feeling that goes up there with being desired by someone she actually wants to be desired by.]
Hmm, yep. I'm yours'. And you're mine. [She slides her hand down to cup his face and urge him to look up so she can bend her head to kiss him.] I'll make sure no one forgets it.
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[ But he doesn't look the part...!! He even kisses her back, a bit more playful this time because he nips playfully at her lower lip when he pulls away. ]
I like you far too much to be able to be willing to share.
[ Unless it's with Kuroko or Midorima, apparently. ]
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Because she can be bold too, you know?
She smooths her hand down his shoulder and his arm to take his hand and places it on her thigh, a little below the hem of his shirt, her voice lowered in suggestion] And since I’m yours’, that means you can touch me pretty much all you want, you know? You don’t have to keep it at just looking. [Because she totally saw him looking. Then she angles her head to kiss him again.
RIP Akashi.]
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Miu makes an encouraging noise when his hand touches her skin at last, her tongue pressing lightly against his mouth to coax him into opening up.
After spending most of the past few days anxious about others leaving and never seeing them again, this is the sort of closeness and release she needed. This reassurance that he was here and real</> and she didn’t have to worry about him disappearing any time soon.]
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She presses against him, lips curved in a smile even as she deepens their kiss. The air grows warm, though Miu can't honestly tell if it's because of the heat radiating off their bodies or because of her--their?--emotions having an effect.
Not that it matters either way. She has one hand resting against his chest as the other slides through his hair; she shifts to slide her leg up to drape over his, the hem of the shirt she's wearing bunched up to expose her entire leg.]
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The longer they kiss, the bolder Akashi gets. With their tongues greeting each other, it gives him the confidence to hold Miu by the thigh and lift it over his leg so she can straddle him. He shifts and places his other hand firm on her waist so she doesn't topple over, and that's when he pulls away. ]
... is this okay?
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More than okay. I said you could touch me all you wanted, right? [She runs her hands through his hair again, looking at him with adoration.] I love you. [She kisses him briefly, laughing softly again.] I love you so much.
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[ She may be looking at him with adoration, but his gaze has a hint of hunger in it. He doesn't even let her respond, immediately kissing her back with fervour as soon as he hears "I love you so much" drip from her mouth. He's definitely been holding back all this time with how aggressive he seems to be now. ]
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Then don't. [Control himself, she means, giving his hair a tug to pull him back so she can press their mouths together in another hungry kiss.] I'm not stopping you.
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He doesn't even mind the hair tugging. If asked, he might even say he likes it. So long as it's just Miu doing it, anyway. ]
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Seijuro. [She mumbles his name as she reluctantly forces herself to pull away to press kisses down to his neck, opposite the side he was bit on.]
I want to leave my own marks on you...
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Mm, [ He's about to say her name, but it ends up coming out of his mouth as a soft moan. ] Miu-san— [ A breathy sigh. He wants to feel her against him again, so he bucks his hips against her as if to ask her to do it again, too. ]
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Her knees squeeze lightly at his sides as he presses up against her, making her gasp lightly before she returns the favor to grind down against him. It's too hot, she decides, and she does lean away to grab the hem of her shirt.
Miu doesn't pull it off right away though, taking a moment to look at Akashi-- so different from the usually oh-so put together young gentleman he seems to be in public, and she can't up the incredibly smug aura at the knowledge that it's because of her that he's like this.
With a breathless little laugh, Miu pulls the shirt up and over her head then, letting it drop carelessly to the side. So long, shirt, no need for you here!! This leaves her in just her panties now and with way more skin exposed than she's ever had around Akashi before.]
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By the time Miu moves her hips against him, she'll feel his member beneath his lounge pants greet her. Another noise of pleasure leaves Akashi, snd his composure really is out the window already. He meets Miu's gaze with his own, slightly honeyed in lust. If she looks closely, though, she might be able to notice that he's not completely sure if this is the right thing to do even though he said he might not control himself tonight. It's clear he's desiring for Miu, but it occurs to him that there's no way to protect themselves if intercourse does happen.
But the last remaining thread that's keeping him grounded at this very moment gets cut and burnt when Miu takes the shirt she's wearing off. Akashi's eyes move downwards to her chest. He doesn't ogle, instead, the look he gives her skin is that of wonder and adoration.
A slow hand moves upwards from her waist. Light finger touches follows how her breast curves before he places a palm over her breast to cup it. Then he looks at Miu again as if telling her what his intentions are. He waits for no response, though, and instead proceeds to give it a squeeze. ]
You feel good against me.
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There's a hum of agreement and she tilts her head to look at him again with half-lidded eyes, letting out a soft moan as he squeezes her] You don't have condoms, do you. [It's not quite a question, but Miu smiles even as she knows the answer is probably going to be 'no.'] It's fine. We can do other things.
[She has her hands and her mouth, after all, and her hand moves to play coyly with his waistband.] I want to keep going if you do.
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He finds that he does like touching her. Why did he hold off on this for so long? Oh, right -- because he wanted to be decent. He didn't want to overstep his boundaries. Even kissing her was something he didn't want to do so much because he didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable. But now. Now that they're in the moment, things are different. ]
Ah, let me— [ He pushes himself up, but not completely, one hand still on Miu's waist to not let her fall over when he does make some space between his ass and his bed. Miu can pull off his pants and his undies now with some little adjusting. ]
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She makes a surprised little noise as he moves, before she understands just why.] Ah. [Her fingers curling into the waistband of his pants and underwear, tugging them both down. He can probably kick them off the rest of the way himself as she shifts and adjusts to get comfortable again on him, eyes instantly zeroing in on his dick.
There's a soft 'oh' and Miu's eyelids lower somewhat and she reaches out to touch him lightly, fingertips sliding over the tip experimentally. Her gaze flickers up to his face] Is this okay?
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