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There's a happy little sound that she makes as she kisses him some more. The night begins to fade away and there's nothing else she can think of but Cloud now. If Ayato arrived, Ayaka likely would not want to get up and say hello. It is disrespectful to her brother, but she hopes he'd forgive her. Her attraction to Cloud is just another level altogether, and at times, her judgment is hampered and there's no one else who matters but him. ]
My love?
[ She whispers his "name" in between kisses. Her cheeks feel more and more warm by the second, as does the rest of her body. She even gives his hand another squeeze when she presses herself against him some more, as if there was still distance in between them.
It's the affection he's started showing her that's gotten her excited and wanting. It's the fun they had from running away from a fluff monster that's made her blood pump. The "want" might even manifest itself in soft little whimpers once her lips and her tongue are back on him again. God- she never wants him to stop kissing her. She loves him so much. ]
Please don't stop kissing me?
[ That was not a request, Cloud... she is pleading. ]
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And tonight... ]
Ayaka?
[ My Love. Ayaka. My Love. Ayaka— Second by second, the pounding in his head turns into a more heated throb throughout his body. Her name whispered upon airy breathes that teeter, as if to ask her another question. Her smaller, soft body presses up against him some more, and this time, the hand that was on her butt squeezes as he breathes deep through his nose as their tongues swirl.
Two birds, one stone; he needed to hold her close. His hand was also in just the right place to squeeze her as he leans a little more into her, his leg sliding between hers. Her soft little whimper gets his own blood pumping further, her beau easy to excite. Even if this closeness meant that she'd feel him when he gives a roll against her body, gently sucking on her tongue as he draws away, gaze heavy lidded with yearning. They could kiss all night long, his arousal a concealed yet swelling hot reminder of how crazy she drives him. They could beg forgiveness of her older brother if he comes home and they didn't get up to greet him...if only because he'd be covering her mouth to curb the volume of their moans.
He wets his lips, clearing the thinned trail of saliva between them just in time for his laced hand in hers to get pressed over her head. His hand on her ass moves up the back of her thigh before answering: ]
Toldja I wouldn't let you go.
[ Did Ayaka have any idea how hot she was when she pleaded like this? When he could just give her everything she wants because it's everything he could have asked for? Squeezing her fingers between his, he pins her hand a little harder into the mattress as he crushes his lips against hers again.
Oh. Absolutely excited. Absolutely wanting. Absolutely letting Ayaka know that she's wanted so badly. ]
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She smiles up at him with her back now on the mattress, face so flush. She is happy and excited, eager for the promise of what's to come. They can take it soft and slow and gentle as much as they like, but he wouldn't be done with just one round. Ayaka has the energy, she can keep up with him, and would want to keep "kissing him" until they both grow tired of it. ]
I love you.
[ Said in between kisses. She's said it before, so many times even, but she wants to say it again now. It's quite difficult to move her hands or her arms when he has her pinned when she wants to hold him, to touch his cheek, run her hand through his hair as she pulls him close. So rather than move in that way, she kisses him more, opens her mouth and gives him more of her. She wants him just as much, perhaps even more, when she has difficulty showing how she truly feels to begin with. ]
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What made her feel good? What made her head tip back when his lips tickled at her neck? What elicited her to arch her back or press the curve of her backside against his hardened body for the sweet release of friction? How soon was too soon to leave Ayaka fulfilled by him and his body? How urgently did she want him to go? Despite their first time together happening amidst a Youkai Heat Wave, playing to their opposite roles with reckless abandon...that isn't what he's reminded of as he kisses her, face burning hotter and his whole body feeling like it was beginning to throb with anticipation. It was the night they confessed their feelings; the night he made a wish upon a rainbow-tailed star so he could stay with her.
They were soft, slow and gentle then...but it was so emotionally fueled at the same time. Just as emotionally fueled as he feels when those three beautiful words ring so clear in his ears between kisses. ]
I love you too.
[ Cloud wants her pleasure. And he likes to think that he can give her what she wants and more with the trust she's given him to. And yet, there's the other end of the spectrum as well... What did Cloud want? What did he find pleasure in? Kissing her, holding her hand and squeezing it down on the bed like this. That builds the yearn in his loins more. Letting his lips and tongue explore her body, just as he did when he overwhelmed her stimulated body all the way back in Kyushu...lapping, tasting, fingers pumping... His pleasure? Was Ayaka bending at the hip for him, strips of a shrine maiden dress begging to come unraveled while she looked back and pleaded, parted herself for him to take her hard and fast.
The side of Kamisato Ayaka who trusted him to let her hair down and lust for her as much as he loved her. That memory was still burned into his mind to this very day. That memory still fuels him whenever he was alone or away from his girl for far too long. ]
Haa...
[ His lips sweep hers, his mouth open and accepting of her wet tongue as his delves and rolls against hers. Eliciting a less restrained moan than usual out of her beau when he does so, he wants to keep her pinned down just a little longer... Just a little longer before they even dare to think about moving or changing positions. Before the burn of their layers gets to be too much and only the still of the night air against his bare, taut back would help. Squeezing her laced fingers between his, his hand on the back of her thigh slides around and up front.
So that Ayaka can have sensation of his hand sliding up beneath her shirt, palm splaying her stomach, digits gliding higher until he reaches the cup of one of her breasts, giving that a squeeze too as his teeth graze gently on her tongue when he pulls back. ]
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Ah-
[ They're already holding hands, but his hand directly on her skin, under her shirt, spreading his warmth all over is enough to make her moan. It's such a simple touch, but it burns nonetheless. She acts like a doll that makes a little squeak when he squeezes her breast, arching her back some so that he can feel more of her.
Even just from that, it already feels too hot. She whispers his name in between kisses, lips already so swollen and eyes glassy. She wants his attention, because she lets go of his hand, tries to slide it down so she can pull her blouse up and off. While she does not seem to be in a rush to get rid of it, it does start to feel like there are needles prickling her skin from how hot she feels already. She would burn up all the more soon, which is why she doesn't relax just yet once her blouse is off. She wants Cloud's shirt off, too. ]
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A trajectory that, in his eyes, was changed for the better. The life he knows now, and wishes to protect and cherish, is something he could never grow tired of. He could never grow tired of Ayaka. She opened his heart, and he hasn't been the same ever since.
So he will preserve the image of the Shirasagi Himegimi in the eyes of others. Just as he will always keep his eyes on a girl named Kamisato Ayaka beneath it all— just as he won't stop giving her that feeling of being wanted like this. The pressure is on, but it's the release when that pressure becomes too much that he's going to revel as their skin itches beneath the layers.
It's a tiny squeak she lets out when he fondles her chest, letting his fingers sink in to let her know what he really likes, and what he hopes she enjoys as he coaxes more.
Just as long as he doesn't stop kissing her. As long as she doesn't stop whispering his name between those kisses, wet sweeps of their tongues and lips, ] Ayaka— [ so he doesn't stop saying her name too. By the time they stop, his heart hammers away in his chest when he draws back, a moan of a sigh loosed from him as he matches her gaze. His lips feel swollen, a glistening line of spit connecting them— his heavy-lidded gaze glassed with want and need as he can feel her grip in his slipping away. He lets it happen. If only so he can follow her lead while she pulls her blouse up and off. Somewhere off to the side, half-hanging from the mattress as he absentmindedly licks his lips when he pushes himself more upright on his forearm. ]
Beautiful.
[ Oh she absolutely has his attention. She always did— even moreso now that his eyes have a hunger to them when he drinks her in. From her smooth navel, and up...and how Ayaka not relaxing yet only made her breasts stand out more, feeding into his imagination and sending a hot wave of arousal down to the pit of his loins with a renewed throb. Regrettably, he pushes himself back up onto his knees beside her, a necessity if it meant they can set themselves free from that prickling sensation via too many layers.
He doesn't mean to make a show of it, his hands taking the hem of his turtleneck as he pauses to watch the way she lays by him. The way he watches the swell of her bra-clad breasts rise and fall, and those lips of hers he's been neglecting for literally a couple short moments to strip. So he peels the fitting sweater off, up and over his head before unceremoniously letting it drop behind him too. ]
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Ayaka would not have entertained being in a romantic relationship if not for meeting Cloud. He saw her for who she was, and not as somebody representing a prestigious clan or the leader of her nation. He tried to get to know her, he listened to what she had to say without forcing her to speak, and whenever she could not say anything because of her duties and responsibilities, he knew what she felt and what she was thinking.
Ayaka could never, ever forget how light and happy she felt upon realising that she had found someone she loved. It is a feeling she clings to to this day, because it inspires her to be a better person, to aspire to be more, and to dream more. Being with Cloud has opened up her world in so many ways. If the worlds truly did wish to tear them apart, then she would barter to keep her memories of him. Without Cloud, she does not think she could even call it living anymore.
And so, she watches him, the love of her life. She does not think of him as "beautiful", but instead, the most handsome prince. He is much more attractive when he smiles, too, and she hopes she gets him to laugh when she says: ]
You have yet to make love to me on this bed.
[ They always are in his room, after all. Not that it is a requirement for him to make love to her on every surface in their home... but if the opportunity strikes................. :)
They better hop to it then. Ayaka sits up so she can unbutton her skirt and pull it off, lifting her ass up and then her knees as she removes it. Now she's just in her underwear, but she removes the ribbons in her hair first. One by one, with a small and eager smile on her face. Cloud better keep up, because he has work to do tonight. ]
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Right in front of him. Where she would always be. Waiting for him like she was now.
He does laugh, a little easier than usual in fact as his shoulders give a gentle shake. And his expression blends back to a sheepish one as he remembers that he just took the closest door he could find. ]
I'm fixing that.
[ It wasn't just his physical displays of affection that were more direct tonight either. But he's not mincing his words for her either. He wouldn't be surprised if by the end of the night she'd urged a colorful vocabulary from his throat, rumbling deep or loosed in heightened ecstasy. What did he tell her when they first touched themselves to the other over the phone? Ah...that's right...
How badly he wanted to fuck her. How crazy she drove him, and the throbbing sense of longing he felt when Ayaka spoke of how it felt when she got those deep strokes of his cock inside of her. He thought he would be tired upon returning home, content in kissing her and falling asleep peppering her face, her hair, until slumber took them away to dream together. But then they got some excitement sparked into their evening again, a "daring escapade" later, and her kisses actually fuel him. So much so that while she sits up and unbuttons her skirt, he doesn't just stay on his knees to watch and gawk. Unfastening his belt, Cloud discards the strap behind him, making sure that article especially stayed off the bed. He wouldn't want either one of them getting jammed by the metal buckle rolling over the sheets.
Unzipping his pants, they're easy enough to take off as he shoves them down from his
slutty waistlegs, making sure his socks go with as he kicks his trousers off and away too.This was their first time in her room like this...and if she's as eager as he was, the smile on his face said it all, with desire still so bright in his eyes as he drinks her from top to bottom. Ayaka's petite frame, curves in all the right places, skin so soft and beckoning in invite of his more callous yet intimate touch. He's just in his briefs now, but the effect Ayaka's had on him couldn't be more pronounced right now with how thick that ridge in his shorts was- as he moves to straddle her, kneeling above her before leaning down and resting his forearm beside her to support himself when he steals away another kiss.
That didn't mean his free hand stayed idle, his hand returning to her bra-clad breast, this time with a far more intent squeeze, more possessive as his lips part and he beckons further access again. ]
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[ Not that she is asking for his forgiveness. With most their clothes off and away now, and she can see more of him, she can also see his own... eagerness. And when he kisses her once more, returning his lips to hers as it should be, she reaches to touch his skin. Her small and dainty hand touches his chest, before trailing downwards to reach for his arousal from over his underwear.
They're both in agreement, then. Cloud has given her so much affection and so many kisses tonight that Ayaka does not want him to stop. She would like more, just as much as she would like to give him more.
She cups him, adds a bit more weight on her hand to make sure that he can feel her. This won't be enough to satisfy her beau, but now that they are home and are retiring for the night, they can probably take their time and have fun with this! Not everything has to be urgent and rushed. It is just as enjoyable like this, for her to kiss and touch, letting her imagination run wild as he fills her head with ideas of him, of just how much he can fill her up, and of what would come next. ]
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A graze of his teeth against her exposed neck as he urges her to tilt back for him. Just enough as he soothes the area with an audible, wet sweep before a deeper tone of want washes over her skin.
Forgive her for being eager? Hah... ]
Like I haven't been wanting you all night.
[ That if they weren't at a housewarming party, he would have had her arching against the kitchen counter for a kiss already. Or his hand riding up her skirt to hush how wet she was getting already. Even just kissing her and cradling her in warmth without succumbing to the growing embers that threatened to consume them. But that's not what tonight was, was it? He wasn't lying about not wanting to stop kissing her. But his words ring especially true with the trail his kisses are setting on, peppering her collarbone as her beau's body shifts just a little lower down her body.
While the hand that had been on her chest earlier was sliding down her stomach, fingers delicate as they dip beneath the laced waistband of her panties to apply direct pressure, brushing over her clit on their way to stroking her lips. ]
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She continues to work him up though, making sure he feels just how small her hand is compared to him, how there's just so much of her he can fill up once they moved past this. Just thinking about it gets her to sigh heatedly, though it turns into a soft laugh and a shudder when he says he's been wanting her all night. ]
Cloud, surely you weren't thinking of this while we were at Yoimiya's?
[ Dearest beau, that is so bold of you. Ayaka could never! But if he's been wanting her all night, that long. . . ]
Should we have left sooner, then?
[ She watches him as he shifts lower down her body, shifting too to spread her legs for him a little more. She isn't soaking wet just yet, but he'd feel that he's already had quite an effect on her, a thin coat of her slick on his fingertips as he strokes. ]
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Cloud smiles, like this was the clearest reality to him, only for her ears and heart alone to take. ]
I'm always wanting you. [ A beat. ] Just there's a time and place.
[ A time and place such as right now. Right now is what makes the wait to hold her and kiss her that much more worthwhile. Cloud enjoyed his time out at Yoimiya's. And he wouldn't rush anything for such a fulfilling housewarming party with his girlfriend by his side. The wait was always worth it.
It especially made the wait for Cloud's middle finger to slowly slide inside worth it— stretching her tightness for him as he gently begins to thrust. ]
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[ It is a truth that Ayaka had not. . . anticipated hearing, really. And now that she thinks about it, it is the truth for her, as well. She always wants Cloud, but there does have to be an appropriate time and place to be able to show it.
Though do excuse her if that flusters her, because hearing him say that makes her heart race even more. He's so bold... ]
Ah- [ She keeps her eyes on him as he slips a finger inside of her. Even like this, even if it's not his throbbing cock inside her, she still feels some satisfaction because it's him who's still fucking her. It only makes her hand apply a bit more pressure, a nice grab of his cock before she scrambles, her hand looking for the waistband of his underwear so she can pull him out of it and touch him properly. ] I- I am always wanting you, too.
[ Though she certainly sounds a lot more shy saying that out loud. It was a lot easier to admit when they were on the phone and talking about how badly they needed each other. ]
I wonder, sometimes... what it would be like to just have a day of this.
[ Of him inside her, filling her up over and over. ]
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So cute that if he didn't want to keep watching her from this position, his face would be buried right back into the heat of her neck again to take some of that blossoming fluster for himself.
So bold...but only because he can trust her with this. Who they were behind closed doors. A side of themselves that no one else could be privy to. They can only imagine what they've done to one another. The things that they've said over the phone. It's just another piece of her that he gets to keep to himself. And if it means that Ayaka gets to take everything this side of her beau has to offer in turn, he'll be sure that she doesn't let any of him go to waste.
Her touch works...and at least for the time being, his initial plan of taking his mouth further south is on hold. Especially when Ayaka manages his measure out from the confines of his briefs. He wasn't a glistening wet mess for her yet either, but that wouldn't take long to fix with the direction their conversation was going. Or the very potent affect Ayaka's hand over his cock has on him as she confesses that she always wants him too. ]
Yeah?
[ Just filling his head with that very idea... And as if to seek clarity from her, staying within reach of her touch so that she could feel the weight of him filling out and throbbing hot and hard and full, he keeps his eyes on her in kind. ]
Let's find out. [ Cloud's breath clips, his cock giving a heavy pulse as they start making plans aloud. ] Make a day out of going at it...
[ Little breaks here and there. The slow, gentle pumps of his finger inside her, so tight around just one digit. That prospect alone has his length almost rhythmically twitching against her hand as he fucks her beneath her panties. ]
All night long with you. [ As he says that, upon drawing back, he slowly works a second finger in too, stretching her a little more with a light curl of his fingers against the roof of her pussy. ] Like this.
[ And so, so much more. ]
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So in this instance, of him listening to her despite her shyness, it encourages her. She knows he would listen, and they can talk about it while in the heat of things. ]
Not here, my love.
[ It's almost like a whine, almost reprimanding, but never anything harsh. In fact, she laughs after correcting him. She did not mean now, even though she rolls her hips against his hand, even though she moans and gasps when he curls his finger inside her. That hit such a good spot that she's looking at him as she makes more incoherent sounds. There's more she wants to say about how they can't spend the whole day inside this room, because Ayato would know for sure, but she can't right now. ]
Ah, [ A heavy sigh. A firm squeeze of his cock as she thumbs the tip, spreading his pre around as she works him up and down, slowly. Cautiously. He is making it very difficult to concentrate. ]
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[ Ah. It's getting harder and harder to concentrate also, but he tries. By god does he try to think of what she meant, or where their proverbial wires crossed. But it's getting more difficult to think straight as she firmly squeezes his cock. He's starting to pant a little now, though he swallows and attempts to steel his nerves to not come undone entirely for her. Not yet. Not when he wants to build her up that slope, slowly but surely as he lightly scissors out his fingers working inside her, coaxing more moans and gasps from her as the sound of him pumping into her tight walls becomes louder in his ears.
Ah. Right. Before you two lose what reason you have left, ]
I- haa... meant another time, too.
[ An airy, heated huff of a laugh as his hips roll once into her hand, his abdomen visibly clenching tight as his cock thickens in her hold again. His fingers work just a little faster now, sliding deeper as he leans against her. He's going to keep feeding her. He's in a very giving mood tonight. That loose tongue of his was gonna get put good to work tonight, and the night they're dreaming of even now. ]
Just a hint of what I'm gonna do to you all day...
[ Here, his room, up and down the estate, a hotel getaway...no gimmicks. Just the two of them with everything they could need inbetween the rounds they no doubt would lose count of. ]
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[ It was over a year ago or so— time is confusing— when it happened, but Ayaka remembers it so clearly. How she was on her way home after getting carried away by working too much and how he sought her out. He found her as she was walking through the park and took her there. Anyone who was in the area could have heard them, saw them, and she's pretty sure some people almost did. Cloud made sure to hide his little bunny though and keep her to himself, and he most certainly made sure that she was his that night.
Her other hand finds its way to her stomach, trailing lower as she remembers the feeling. He filled her up so good, kept himself and his seed locked in her, that no doubt he would have knocked her up if it were even possible in that realm.
She moans again, cries out his name, lets her hips move to follow the pace he's set. She wants him to fuck her thoroughly, feet being planted on the mattress as her back arches. ]
Cloud, you make me feel so good... [ Her words could not even describe just how she feels— how he pleases her in this way. She pumps him faster, matching his pace, making sure it's not just the tip of his cock that gets rubbed and stimulated, but she makes sure that she reaches all the way down to the hilt. It may be best to sit up a little for this so she can touch him more, to make sure he gets something good from this too, but he's rendering her so weak that it takes a lot out of her as is to keep her hand on him. ]
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So he took her. Hid his little bunny away like he was pulling her into his den. His gaze catches the way her hand trails over her stomach, lower, resting over where that heavier swell of his burning seed lingered in her womb. His breath hitches again at the memory, and though the cock she was currently pumping didn't have that swollen knot at the root of him, it's like being reminded of his little bunny he bred with reckless abandon made him get bigger. To the point that he was almost painfully hard. Hot steel, and every time he throbbed, precum beaded and drooled the thickened length of his girth. ]
Fuck, Ayaka...
[ Ah... So she found one of his guilty thoughts, after all. And an even guiltier tongue as he feels her hips raise and move into the pace of his fingers, pumping deep, over and over and over before Cloud shifts his wrist just a little. Just enough for his thumb to rub lighter circles over her clit. ]
Can't lock you up like before— [ Not without a knotted cock. ] —but I'm still gonna cum for you. [ God. ] All inside you... [ Plugging her overflowing pussy with his dick, churning her insides until their hips were a frothed mess of their wetness. ] All over you...
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There is no disappointment in that he can't "lock her up like before", but remembering just how much Cloud filled her up then, that his seed was dripping down the inside of her thighs and down to her ass because of how much he gave her of him sends her soaring. Her pussy tightens around his fingers as her thighs twitch. It makes her voice tremble again just thinking about all of it, of just how good Cloud can make her feel, and the idea of it happening over and over and over...
How unbecoming of a perfect lady. The people of Inazuma most certainly could never and should never see their Shirasagi Himegimi with such glassy eyes, sweat forcing her bangs to stick to her forehead, while her skin glistened with her beau's seed. Though it is fortunate Ayaka keeps her personal life locked tight behind closed doors, and there is really only one other person who can open it. ]
Please, [ She begs with the same desperation she feels as he brings her closer and closer to the edge. She puts all of her with how she pumps him, spreading his slick all over his length to aid her she wants it faster, harder, tighter. Ayaka wants to give him that pleasure— the way she wants him to fuck her. ] Please, my love—
[ Cum on her, in her, together with her— she doesn't care. She just wants him to do it, to spread his warmth all over her as he turns her body into mush. ]
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Yet it, and everything Kamisato Ayaka was to him, fuel his desire for her. Urges him to continue fucking her with his fingers while his thumb rubs circles on her clit. The clench he feels when her walls tighten around him, tapping...and tapping... With the way her beau is leaned over her body, pumping her insides as the wet sound of him stroking her fills the air between them, his own fortitude was starting to crack at the seams. Ayaka would be able to feel it too. How hotly and rapidly his measure was throbbing as spikes of pleasure ripple through and into the pit of his loins. Just watching her come unraveled for him, skin glistening with a thin sheen of sweat that made the tops of her breasts in her bra all the more inviting, it's her words pleading to him that beckon and command him.
He can tell that she's close. How her desperation in the way she strokes him and builds upon his own peak was driving her to the brink. He thinks he can hold on...that he could give her a teaser of their daydream. ]
Ayaka, [ his lower abdomen clenches, and his fingers thrust a few more times as beads of sweat cascade the spikes of his hair. His eyes don't just carry a glow from the mako, but a glassier, long-gone feeling to them. With what fragment of clarity he has left, he slides his fingers out of her with a heavier, deeper sigh. Too worked up. Too hot. If he were in better control of himself, he might have made a show of sucking his digits clean of her wetness. Instead, he gets up, shuffling back on his knees while the two of them were riding that soaring high. It may mean pulling away from her stroking hand, but neither one of them could wait.
So turned on by her, the build-up has his cock throbbing and straining so hard, each twitch leaving him to tap against his lower abdomen as he moves. Hurry.
He doesn't rip or yank at her underwear, but he is unceremonious with how he coaxes Ayaka to lift her legs upon hooking his thumbs into the waistband of her panties. Sliding them up her soft, slender legs until the dampened fabric was discarded beside them on the bed, leaving her with but her bra. ]
I'm gonna.
[ Taking a possessive grip of her thigh as he kneels between her legs, he guides the weight of his cock over her lips, tapping against her folds before he lines the bell end against her entrance. He's not waiting to give her everything they both want. Warmth, sweltering heat, a blissful inferno as he rolls his hips forward, inching his way inside her tight walls as he catches the way her pussy stretches around him in his peripheral. More importantly, he wants to watch her face as he takes control, until he feels himself bottom out on her core as he lets her feel him pulsing so heavily against her insides. ]
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Her clit continues to throb from all the attention he's given it, but she still feels so lost and dazed as he moves, slipping his fingers into the waistband of her underwear to pull it off. He's taking care of her so that he can give her what she wants—what they both want—but she begs, anyway. ]
Cloud... [ Begs for more, begs to not leave her hanging like this, begs to let her have him now. Now. Not a second later.
The way he holds onto her thigh, now her legs spread some more, when he moves his cock and lines himself up... it's all taking too long. She whimpers again, urging him to hurry, because she doesn't want anything less right now but him to bring her to climax. So much so that when he finally, finally, ends the wait, stretching her walls and bottoming out in one strong thrust, she lets out a cry that's powered by her entire body.
Her entire body trembles and her pussy squeezes him so tightly for a few good seconds until her body seems to relax some and lose its tension. Did she just come? Cloud would know by how she keeps twitching around his cock even when he moves; he would know by how breathless and flushed his girlfriend looks beneath him, eyes having shut tight already just from the feeling of him rubbing against her core once. He can fuck her and bring himself to come inside her as much as he wants now, Ayaka'll keep up and keep going with him.
Not quite as long as the whole night through, but it feels as if she's been deprived of his cock all day that she would not want to stop so soon. ]
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He could feel the edges of his sight blurring, like he was getting sent to the brink too before he'd willed himself away from her. But it was that spare moment that saves him from letting this end all too soon, the lifetime she feels only tempering his own hardness further.
How cruel can he be to even deny her seconds of him? Well...if only to make what happens next that much more of an eruption. To really make her burst when Cloud doesn't even bother taking it slow, pushing through that tight resistance and claiming every inch of her with that strong thrust. He nudges on her core, grinds on it when he feels her pussy spasm and squeeze him so tight that his measure thrums with waves of pleasure. ]
Holy— [ Her cry reaches his ears, sending his head swimming and the pit of his loins spreading further with warmth. ] Ohhh...
[ It's longer. It's drawn out. It's a very satisfied, huskier sigh as he wills himself to stay still for her. To let Ayaka ride out those waves of her orgasm as his cock ripples with heavy throbs deep inside her, even as he can feel her relaxing around him just a little. Enough that it'd be easier to start moving, digging her insides back and forth as he swallows and learns to breath and speak again. And for a moment, he admires her and the way he has her legs spread, rooted on his cock as she was while the hand on her thigh drifts over her lower abdomen. ]
Almost came inside you right there...
[ Right where his fingers press down over where he can feel himself throbbing on her womb, immediately followed by her beau's hips moving as he slowly strokes her insides with shallow thrusts, the friction sending flaring spikes of pleasure through his cock.
They're not doing this all night. But god, watching her beneath him like this made him wish he could spin the clock forward days ahead to the time they could. Where they could play with that very debauch notion of just fucking from morning to dawn. Until then, he wasn't going to stop until his girl was thoroughly sated.
Starting with slowly coaxing her through the afterglow of her orgasm, just to stoke the flame again as the hand upon her stomach lowers, his thumb rubbing gently back and forth over her throbbing clit while he fucks her.
Remember, Ayaka. Extra affection tonight. ]
You feel so hot...
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It takes some time for Ayaka to breathe calmly again. Her arms shakily move so she can hold onto him, to touch him, to feel him more, to feel that this is all real. It sometimes feel like it isn't, when he makes her feel like she's on top of the world. How all of this is too good to be true sometimes. Even just a ghost of a touch, it is more than enough.
And then he moves, and her arms grow limp again. She tries to look at him, to meet his gaze, but she struggles to keep her eyes open. ]
Cloud, slowly, please.
[ There's nothing wrong with what he's doing. Of course not. He feels so warm inside her that she wants nothing more but for him to stay here for as long as he likes. She wants for him to keep fucking her until he physically can't any more, far too drunk in his presence to think of anything else. But the thing is, any faster, any rougher right off the bat, and it might just be a little too much. ]
Please— [ She pants, she cries, any louder and she might just summon Mochi back at her door, wanting to play with them. This wouldn't be the first time Cloud has showered her with extra affection, if their time in Kyushu was anything to go by, but it all feels overwhelming all the same. Her pussy reacts to every single thing: the way his cock throbs inside her, the way his dick rubs up against her walls, the way it fervently grinds against her core, his thumb over her clit making her feel all the more sensitive, and even the searing hot feeling of his hand on her thigh. It's all too much, and she would give it back to him tenfold. Her own heat, how she massages his cock with the pussy he's moulded to his shape— all for him, just for him. ]
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But she wanted to keep watching him, didn't she? Just as Cloud never wanted to lose sight of her; keep his eyes on her even as he slowly heeds her plea as he steels his thrusts and draws back some more. That wasn't going to stop his thumb from brushing over her clit, throbbing as he can feel it beneath his pad. Yet despite the fact that his hips weren't crashing into hers with the same roughness that saw him trying to breach her core to claim, the slower, less deep back and forth lets him feel her clinging so tightly to him even more.
All the while his hand continues to squeeze, caress and let his fingers sink into the supple flesh of her thigh, almost rhythmically so as her beau watches her gently bounce beneath him.
Pay attention to her, Cloud. Keep your eyes on her, Cloud. Listen to her body, and the way her walls clench around your cock... ]
Better?
[ He never stopped. But to grant her some reprieve while he continues to pump his hips at a gentler pace, his hand working her clit over slides up, resting over her stomach again while he rocks her beneath him. Not too much, too fast. Not this time. If he wants to make her come again, he wasn't going to just send her crashing into it straightaway. ]
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[ The slower and gentler pace does help, because her body listens when she tells it to calm down for a bit. If she came again right away after just cumming earlier, well, it just feels rather silly, doesn't it? Cloud hasn't even cum once, and she would like for them to reach their peak together.
There is something romantic about it, is all. And despite how her thoughts are all consumed by thoughts of intimacy and pleasure, her bond with Cloud is founded in ideas of romance. Holding his hand, leaning on him, kissing him— she wants all of those, too.
Her smaller hand finds his own that's on her stomach, fingers curling against his ever so slightly. He's already looking at her, so there's no need to call his attention, but holding his hand like this makes her heart soar and puts a smile on her face.
And as she catches her breath, as she wills herself to not give in to the pleasure right away, she finds her calm by holding his hand. ]
Can we do it together this time? [ "It" replaces a word she can't bear to say herself. Not without saying it in a less than lewd way. Can they finish together? Can they come together? She'd much prefer to speak of it vaguely, when she knows Cloud would understand her, anyway.
She throbs around him, and she lets out a soft gasp. She has to hold out for him, even if it means her squeezing his hand a little tighter. ]
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