[She closes her eyes and sighs softly, content and happy as his hands move over her breasts. Her back arches a little, pressing up against his hands, her own sliding over his cock slowly. The general idea isn't hard to grasp--no pun intended--and he's already making her feel pretty great, so she's eager to return the favor.
Making plans for a future date to actually go through with this makes her heart pound, the anticipation and the wait like the sweetest form of torture.]
Yes. [An empathetic agreement, eyes opening to look at him fully again.] And we won't have to stop for anything. We can go all night. [She smiles, a touch wicked, and her eyes bright with eagerness.]
[ Hands continue to wander again, almost unsatisfied with her breasts. One hand stops on her waist while the other continues to her core. It stops as soon as he finds her entrance, his middle finger merely feeling the walls to see how wet she is. If she slips one in, would that hurt, he wonders?
Also, all night seems like a tad bit much, but why would he complain when merely her touch is sending him to the moon? ]
Miu-san, I'm— [ A pause, because that was said way too breathily and he doesn't want to sound so out of it. ] Tell me if it hurts, okay?
[ As he says that, he slips one finger in slowly but surely. Akashi's eyes focus on Miu's to see how her reaction might be. ]
[Her breath catches at the first touch of his fingers against her, and he'll find his fingers quickly becoming slick as they move.]
Ah-- [It doesn't hurt, but she tenses briefly at the intrusion before she relaxes again with a shiver.] I-it doesn't hurt. [Her own voice is a little breathless already, her free hand resting against his shoulder for both balance and something to ground her.
It doesn't seem like it should be much, but somehow his touch feels like everything, and she closes her eyes to bask in the feeling.] Seijuro... [A murmur of his name, urging him to keep going]
[ He watches how her body reacts, relishing every bit of it. He wants to learn everything about her—what makes her tic and what she likes, what she doesn't like, what would get her to scream his name.
Ah... but the latter, maybe not now. The walls aren't so thick and his neighbours might hear. ]
Mm, just say my name like that, Miu-san.
[ He begins to explore her with his finger first, trying to reach the deepest that he can, wiggling his finger a bit in a come hither motion. After that, he slowly slips it back out. It's so wet, he finds, but he also doesn't mind. It's why he continues at a pace that matches her own. ]
[That's an order she can follow easily, at least, though the next time his name falls from her lips it's on a moan, rocking into his hand.]
Ah, m-more... Seijuro, touch me more. [Her tone is begging now, and she leans in to kiss him, remembering now to move her hand as well. If he's giving her this pleasure, the least she can do is return the favor. She slides her hand over his cock, stroking it slowly as she watches his reactions as well.]
[ The more it goes on, the more it feels like he's going to explode. His pace grows quicker and more aggressive -- that is, until he slips in a second finger and then the force he puts into fingering Miu becomes much more.
Also? He's surprisingly quiet despite how good he feels. Hopefully it doesn't offend Miu or anything -- he's still enjoying himself! ]
[Miu lets out a squeaking noise as another finger is added, head dropping forward to rest her forehead against his shoulder as she pants and moans. Unlike Akashi, she isn't bothering to try and keep her cool at all and when he curves his fingers just right she tenses and gasps] There!
[Her mouth then latches onto his neck again, adjusting her grip on his cock so her thumb can rub circles around the head. His quiet doesn't offend her, but it does make her wonder if she's doing a good job or not. It certainly feels like she is, and granted, keeping quiet sees exactly Akashi's style, but... She hopes, if not this time then the next, to unravel him completely like he's doing to her]
[ The only hint of Akashi losing control is his panting. He's not one to do that, even on the court.
It's a bit difficult to move given his ministrations and Miu straddling him, but he tries to move his hips to follow Miu's pace. His own eventually grows erratic as he feels that he's close to his peak. And it's at that point that he wonders if he should give Miu a warning? That's a thing people do, don't they? ]
Miu-san, I'm close-- [ So close, he feels something bubbling in his stomach. ]
[She pants against his neck, rocking into this fingers with a nod]
Y-yeah, me too. [It's a bit hard to form coherent thoughts at the moment, the pleasure coiling tightly in her stomach as she squeezes around his fingers. It doesn't take too much longer for her to go suddenly stiff, crying out and then pressing her mouth to his shoulder in an effort to muffle herself. Her body shaking, her hand continues to move though, determined to see him through to completion too.]
[ Akashi should probably be concerned for his sheets, but when he comes, all he sees, hears, and thinks about is the cosmic universe. It's pleasurable enough to masturbate but having someone give you a handjob is something else. He definitely prefers it over working on his own.
Once he's gathered his bearings, he lets out a releieved sigh as if all his problems just melted away. ]
I love you, Miu-san. [ He strokes her hair with her clean hand. He kind of wants to cuddle but they're so wet and dirty 8( ]
[Miu catches the mess with her hand for the most part, so Akashi's sheets are mostly saved. You're welcome, Akashi.
Miu curls her fingers in to keep it from dripping and dirtying the blankets and ruefully thinks that he should keep some tissues or hand towels near by in the future. Or maybe she should just use her mouth next time--the cleanup would be a lot easier.]
I love you too. [She mumbles it, but it's no less sincere. She's just tired, buzzing with a content pleasure that has her slumping heavily against him, kissing lightly at his neck. There's at least two more hickies that have joined the first she left on him and she smiles] I can't say it enough.
[But she realizes they're going to have to get up to clean themselves a little here soon enough and sighs.] I don't want to move.
[ Well, there's a box of tissues on his nightstand! He almost forgets about it but remembers at the last minute. He shifts and pulls the box their way, immediately grabbing a tissue to wipe his hand with. ]
We'll have to move, though, [ He says with a chuckle. He already moved, too... ] Don't you want to sleep?
[oh good, tissues! She'll waste no time in cleaning her hand off too. Reluctantly she moves to flop onto the bed itself, onto her back and stretching out catlike. With a content noise she relaxes again and smiles up at him.]
I moved. Is this enough? [She laughs softly. She'd been a little worried that things might be awkward afterwards, but she feels surprisingly comfortable and at ease right now]
[ She really is like a cat. It's cute. She's cute. It makes him look at her fondly, but he suddenly remembers her cat who did not seem too fond of him. It's suddenly not so cute. ]
I'll go wash up and brush my teeth, [ He says as he pulls himself up and picks up his underwear and pants. Better put those on before bed. ]
[Miu realizes belatedly she didn't bring a toothbrush or anything. oops. She makes a mental note to buy an extra toothbrush to leave here from now on--just in case.
Which is... a strange thing to think about, leaving some of her stuff around here. Like marking territory or something. It feels like she should find it more strange, but something about it just feels... natural? Right?
And look, her cat is adorable?? It even loves Midorima. Maybe if you were less, you know, lion-like...
She has no intention of changing back into her clothes, perfectly content to lounge naked when it's only going to be him. Not that she has a reason to be self-conscious anyhow.] I'll make breakfast in the morning. Any requests? Something traditional?
By the time Akashi's back in his room, he looks a bit surprised to see Miu still without clothes on. He hadn't put a shirt on and was planning to put it on once he's back in bed, but now he doesn't want to.
He cups her cheek to place a kiss on her lips, only pulling away a few seconds later. ]
[She wrinkles her nose playfully as he cups her face and returns the kiss with a smile; she just feels much lighter than she has been recently, like she's floating on cloud 9 now. The worries about people leaving, and specially Ouma's, still stings, but his presence eases it.]
Hmm, yeah, I think so. Anything special in it? Tofu? [Teasingly:} Wakame? [He doesn't like seaweed, she knows that, so no worries about her actually putting it in there.]
[ That he loses somebody important and she has to make him feel better, he means. Losing someone always sucks, and he isn't sure how well his coping mechanisms are now. ]
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Making plans for a future date to actually go through with this makes her heart pound, the anticipation and the wait like the sweetest form of torture.]
Yes. [An empathetic agreement, eyes opening to look at him fully again.] And we won't have to stop for anything. We can go all night. [She smiles, a touch wicked, and her eyes bright with eagerness.]
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Also, all night seems like a tad bit much, but why would he complain when merely her touch is sending him to the moon? ]
Miu-san, I'm— [ A pause, because that was said way too breathily and he doesn't want to sound so out of it. ] Tell me if it hurts, okay?
[ As he says that, he slips one finger in slowly but surely. Akashi's eyes focus on Miu's to see how her reaction might be. ]
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Ah-- [It doesn't hurt, but she tenses briefly at the intrusion before she relaxes again with a shiver.] I-it doesn't hurt. [Her own voice is a little breathless already, her free hand resting against his shoulder for both balance and something to ground her.
It doesn't seem like it should be much, but somehow his touch feels like everything, and she closes her eyes to bask in the feeling.] Seijuro... [A murmur of his name, urging him to keep going]
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Ah... but the latter, maybe not now. The walls aren't so thick and his neighbours might hear. ]
Mm, just say my name like that, Miu-san.
[ He begins to explore her with his finger first, trying to reach the deepest that he can, wiggling his finger a bit in a come hither motion. After that, he slowly slips it back out. It's so wet, he finds, but he also doesn't mind. It's why he continues at a pace that matches her own. ]
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Ah, m-more... Seijuro, touch me more. [Her tone is begging now, and she leans in to kiss him, remembering now to move her hand as well. If he's giving her this pleasure, the least she can do is return the favor. She slides her hand over his cock, stroking it slowly as she watches his reactions as well.]
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Also? He's surprisingly quiet despite how good he feels. Hopefully it doesn't offend Miu or anything -- he's still enjoying himself! ]
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[Her mouth then latches onto his neck again, adjusting her grip on his cock so her thumb can rub circles around the head. His quiet doesn't offend her, but it does make her wonder if she's doing a good job or not. It certainly feels like she is, and granted, keeping quiet sees exactly Akashi's style, but... She hopes, if not this time then the next, to unravel him completely like he's doing to her]
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It's a bit difficult to move given his ministrations and Miu straddling him, but he tries to move his hips to follow Miu's pace. His own eventually grows erratic as he feels that he's close to his peak. And it's at that point that he wonders if he should give Miu a warning? That's a thing people do, don't they? ]
Miu-san, I'm close-- [ So close, he feels something bubbling in his stomach. ]
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Y-yeah, me too. [It's a bit hard to form coherent thoughts at the moment, the pleasure coiling tightly in her stomach as she squeezes around his fingers. It doesn't take too much longer for her to go suddenly stiff, crying out and then pressing her mouth to his shoulder in an effort to muffle herself. Her body shaking, her hand continues to move though, determined to see him through to completion too.]
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Once he's gathered his bearings, he lets out a releieved sigh as if all his problems just melted away. ]
I love you, Miu-san. [ He strokes her hair with her clean hand. He kind of wants to cuddle but they're so wet and dirty 8( ]
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Miu curls her fingers in to keep it from dripping and dirtying the blankets and ruefully thinks that he should keep some tissues or hand towels near by in the future. Or maybe she should just use her mouth next time--the cleanup would be a lot easier.]
I love you too. [She mumbles it, but it's no less sincere. She's just tired, buzzing with a content pleasure that has her slumping heavily against him, kissing lightly at his neck. There's at least two more hickies that have joined the first she left on him and she smiles] I can't say it enough.
[But she realizes they're going to have to get up to clean themselves a little here soon enough and sighs.] I don't want to move.
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We'll have to move, though, [ He says with a chuckle. He already moved, too... ] Don't you want to sleep?
[ Actually, he's become rather hungry now. ]
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I moved. Is this enough? [She laughs softly. She'd been a little worried that things might be awkward afterwards, but she feels surprisingly comfortable and at ease right now]
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[ She really is like a cat. It's cute. She's cute. It makes him look at her fondly, but he suddenly remembers her cat who did not seem too fond of him. It's suddenly not so cute. ]
I'll go wash up and brush my teeth, [ He says as he pulls himself up and picks up his underwear and pants. Better put those on before bed. ]
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Which is... a strange thing to think about, leaving some of her stuff around here. Like marking territory or something. It feels like she should find it more strange, but something about it just feels... natural? Right?
And look, her cat is adorable?? It even loves Midorima. Maybe if you were less, you know, lion-like...
She has no intention of changing back into her clothes, perfectly content to lounge naked when it's only going to be him. Not that she has a reason to be self-conscious anyhow.] I'll make breakfast in the morning. Any requests? Something traditional?
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By the time Akashi's back in his room, he looks a bit surprised to see Miu still without clothes on. He hadn't put a shirt on and was planning to put it on once he's back in bed, but now he doesn't want to.
He cups her cheek to place a kiss on her lips, only pulling away a few seconds later. ]
Can you make fluffy omelettes?
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Hmm, yeah, I think so. Anything special in it? Tofu? [Teasingly:} Wakame? [He doesn't like seaweed, she knows that, so no worries about her actually putting it in there.]
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... Just cheese and tomatoes, please.
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Not even a little? [She reaches for him and pulls him into a quick, laughing kiss.]
I won't, don't worry. I love you too much to sabotage you that way.
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I know you can't feel better right away, but I'll do my best to cheer you up, Miu-san.
[ He strokes her hair gently as he says that, too. ]
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You've already cheered me up a lot, just by being here. I do feel a lot better.
[Ouma's leaving was always going to be a small thorn in her heart, but having Akashi around helped ease the ache considerably.]
I'll return the favor some day, ha...
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[ That he loses somebody important and she has to make him feel better, he means. Losing someone always sucks, and he isn't sure how well his coping mechanisms are now. ]
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[Her smile turns coy and playful as she pulls him in for a slow kiss] I'll even make it clothing optional again.
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I can only avail of it when I'm sad? [ A chuckle, and he rolls both of them over so he's on his back and she's on top of her. ] I hope not.
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Or anytime. [She reaches out to tap his nos] If you ask nicely.
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