bakerstreet | ferris wheel of love

ferris wheel of love

You've found yourself at an amusement park, and suddenly-- someone is guiding you towards a line. For whatever reason, you and someone else (possibly even a stranger you never met) are buddies for the ferris wheel. Whatever, it's just a short ride, right?

Except this Ferris wheel is magic. Towards the top you'll feel like getting close, and definitely like a power has overcome you. By all means, feel free to struggle, but once you get to the top it'll slow to a crawl. You two are going to kiss according to the powers that be, no ifs, ands, or buts.

This meme also doubles as an amusement park meme once you get off that awful ride! How about that? Now go have a magical night.

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[Somehow, looking up and seeing her bright-red face only makes him throb harder. She's probably just embarrassed- but could she be excited too..? Maybe?]

[The thought alone is enough to get the sound of his pulse pounding in his ears. And so, Akiyama decides to test the waters...]

[Moving his thumbs into the hemline of his underwear, the delinquent shucks his boxer-briefs a bit further down. And then, in one swift motion, he removes his cock from his pants. A bit of a sigh escapes him at the relief that comes with freeing himself from the restrictive fabric, and he swallows. Slender fingers wrap around the base of his shaft and give a slow stroke to the hot flesh in his hand. At this point, he's harder than he can even remember being in recent times. Perhaps the 'polite' thing to do now would be to hurry and get it over with... but while it probably would be a good idea not to stall for too long in here- Akiyama doesn't feel the need to rush, either.]

[So he gives himself another slow stroke; catching a small noise within his throat as he does so.]

[She can hear it. Oh god she heard it. The sound of him pulling the fabric of his pants and underwear down. His sigh, and the noise he keeps in his throat when-

Kaname spares another glance, but this time is unable to look away. Her gaze locks on where he holds himself. Put it away, put it away, put it away! She wishes and wills for this not to be happening, but like a looking at a train wreck she is unable to tear herself away from taking in the sight. Her body tenses up, and she bites her bottom lip to keep herself from screaming. Kaname's own heart is pounding now, and she shivers in... what? Fright that the Wheel will stop to let them out at this unfortunate moment? Rage that he would be so bold as to do this with her in the car? Or exhilaration? Her brow creases in her own confusion.]

Nn- mnh...

[He's a bit more absorbed in the workings of his own hand now, as he slowly builds up a steady rhythm; tightening his grip around himself. Akiyama's cheeks are flushed; mouth slightly agape now as he shakily takes quickened breaths. He twists his wrist somewhat whenever sliding up to the swollen tip of his cock; squeezing at the sensitive head. He catches another series of soft noises within his throat; staring down at himself as he slowly works to get himself off. But eventually those soft noises become a lot less restrained, and he allows his soft moans to fill the air of their small car.]

A-Akiyama! Shhh! What if someone hears you?

[She stares directly at his dick as he pleasures himself. Really its the first time she's seen one in person. So this is how a guy- Ugh! Quickly she scolds herself for staring so hard. This is sick! Disgusting! Dirty! But she can't help but notice how the color of his lips matches the color of his cock.

At least his voice is nice. The deep tone resonates in their bucket as he voices his pleasure. Kaname hopes no one else can hear him.]

[Akiyama doesn't immediately respond to that. He merely looks over at the female after she speaks up; finally catching her stare. His own dark eyes are half-lidded as he watches her face; his expression lustful and interested as he holds her gaze. To see her focusing on his body like this is only making him want to enjoy the lewd act even more...]

[The speed of his hand quickens somewhat; a small bit of precum leaking from the tip. The blushing male runs his thumb over the slick head of his cock and uses the small trace of lubrication to wet his palm as it slides along his shaft.]

...Doesn't.. mnh... matter...

How can you even say that? Of course it matters.

[Kaname presses herself into the back of her seat as if to distance herself from him as much as possible. She continues to watch, and one hand cups over her mouth to try and hide her own uneven breathing. Slowly her eyes travel up to catch his expression.

Bad idea. She can see the desire in his eyes. It's almost frightening how good he looks with color in his cheeks. In the back of her mind she wonders what he's thinking about. Is it her? Or someone else? She's not sure if she'd rather it be the latter. What kind of things would a boy like Akiyama fantasize about, anyway? He's so weird.]

[The slick noises of skin sliding along skin can be heard as he tightens his fingers around himself a bit more roughly; drawing another moan from his throat. Akiyama furrows his brow slightly; his deep voice coming out in a bit of a strained huff as he continues to stroke himself.]

As long as you can hear me, it's fine...

[He sees her placing a hand over her mouth and can only raise a brow curiously. Akiyama makes no mention of it for the moment.]

[But she doesn't want to be caught in a car with this guy doing such explicit things. It's awful. As long as you can hear me- Is that what he wants? For her to listen? Quickly both of her hands move up to threaten covering her ears.]

Be quiet or I'll stop. I won't listen, I won't look! I'll pretend like you don't exist.

[A slow smirk.]

Do you really want to? You looked like you were enjoying yourself...

I - shut up! If it makes you feel better then you can make noise! Just don't be loud. Think of it like- like-

Like it being for only for me. If that's what will convince you.

....

Now you're making me feel shy.

I wish I could make you feel turned off.

Just didn't know you were so possessive...

[Akiyama starts up the movement of his hand again; a light blush on his cheeks as he touches himself.] Hnh... alright...

Then this is just for you. ♥

I am not! You're just- ugh...

[Her protests continue, but they devolve into quiet muttering as her gaze drops to the floor. The deep red color returns to her face as the sounds of Akiyama playing with himself fills the car again.]

Nonetheless, 'this' is only for you, now.

[He shucks his shirt up a bit more; leaning back into his corner of the seat.] So shouldn't you have a look, since it's "for your eyes only"..?

[Akiyama's hand falls back into it's previous rhythm now. Despite her blushing and averting her gaze, Kaname doesn't really seem to be protesting this scenario as much any more. If he's not mistaken, she might have even been getting into it for a bit there...]

[Thinking that the model-student's mind might not be quite as 'pure' as he would've assumed is admittedly arousing. Akiyama's eyes momentarily drift shut as he pictures what else the girl might curiously do in her spare time...]

Ah- nnh... [As promised, he manages to keep quiet when another moan escapes him. Akiyama's breathing picks up it's pace again, and he begins to very shallowly thrust into his fist, in time with his movements. He planned on drawing this out for as long as possible, but as Kaname unintentionally continues to make that a lot harder, well...]

[Kaname refrains from looking up until the commotion on the other side of the car increases. Her eyes drift back to look at him only to catch Akiyama quietly moaning and thrusting into his hand. She gulps nervously, and finds herself staring again. Before she was pressed against the far wall trying to get away from him, but now she's leaning forward a bit.

Only for her, huh...?]

[Akiyama certainly has no problem with 'stroking' her curiosity, for lack of a better term. The apparent interest she has now is certainly a much more appealing response to his body than the knee-jerk reaction she had to scurry away the moment he mentioned being hard earlier.]

[Sometime in the midst of running his hand along the length of his shaft, Akiyama takes a moment to tighten the ring of his fingers around the base of his swollen head; noticeably holding that pressure still for a bit- and with more force than necessary. This bit of roughness causes him to tilt his head back and begin a sharp moan- which is soon silenced by the back of his free hand. Akiyama muffles his moan against his knuckle and lightly bites down upon it as he can feel himself getting close.]

[Soon enough, the stroking begins again- and he is rolling his hips into the action with much more vigor than before.]

[Kaname fidgets uncomfortably in her seat as she watches. His intensity is really captivating - embarrassing as it is to admit. She silently takes note on how much Akiyama seems to like the rough treatment. Maybe he's a bit of an M, huh? She leans in a little more to get a better look at him as he increases his efforts. He's really enjoying himself. She wonders if it'll be over soon now unsure if she actually wants it to stop.]

[Indeed, Kaname's own roughness earlier certainly helped the delinquent quickly get into the state he's in now. Despite his noises of complaint, the effect it had on his arousal was obvious enough- or at least it is now. And now he continues manipulating his own body with a touch of roughness; twisting and squeezing his fingers with gradual pressure, the closer he gets to climaxing.]

[Taking quick and shallow breaths through his nose, Akiyama cracks an eye open in the midst of his efforts to see Kaname watching him with surprising interest. Her focused stare sends a jolt straight down his spine. Adding that in combination with the risky scenario in general- and it's no surprise that he is very quickly driven towards the edge. He bites down hard against his knuckle; body going rigid as his erection is manhandled with even more unrelenting pressure.]

Hhn-- ahhn... auh! [The male's lustful noises continue until one final moan is torn from his throat; muffled by his hand as he comes- hard.]

[Akiyama's body twitches and writhes as he rides out his orgasm. Spurts of his own cum litter his torso, which had been partially exposed when he raised his shirt up a bit earlier. He heaves afterwards; shakily gasping for air.]

[Kaname flinches away when he ejaculates. Mostly she didn't want any of it to get on her. As Akiyama settles down disbelief overcomes Kaname. She can't believe she just watched that. Sure, explicit videos in the privacy of your otherwise vacant apartment was one thing, but this was a completely separate level. After this... would she be able to even look Akiyama in the face without thinking about this? Probably not. Slowly she scoots herself to the door - readying herself to leave for when they reach the end. But... her eyes stay fixed on his body. It's such a mess. But it looks like he had fun.

Whatver, she doesn't care! This pervert can be a creep all she wants, but as soon as this ride is over she'll no longer have to deal with it! Which is highly unlikely she'll probably be thinking about it all day.]

[His cock is still mostly hard and twitching by the time he is methodically tucking himself back into his underwear; breathing heavily as he waits for it to subside. Of course, Akiyama has jerked off countless times before but never like this. The thrill of it is still coursing through his veins as his shaky fingers work to slowly zip himself back up. That was fun, but it's only a matter of time before they're ushered off of the ferris wheel now, so Akiyama should probably work on looking like a bit less of a mess.]

[He swallows before speaking again.] Could you hand me that?

[Nodding to his previously-discarded hair tie, which sits over on Kaname's end of the seat, he extends his hand out to retrieve it.]

[She picks it up, holds the band out to him, and looks at the door while she speaks.]

How are you going to clean yourself? Are you going to the bathroom? You're lucky your shirt is baggy...

[Tch. Akiyama the indulgent delinquent who doesn't care what others think, and keeps true to himself. Kaname the model student who denies her own desires, and puts on a face for the world. An odd combo no matter how you slice it. ]

That can wait until I get home.

[He simply lowers his large shirt back down over himself, then gets to working his hair back into a ponytail once more. As he does so, Akiyama's gaze flicks back over to the girl's face again.]

So what'd you think?

That you must be pretty desperate to get so worked up just over kissing.

[Well it's not a lie. She really does think that.]

[Akiyama finished putting his hair up with a brief chortle. Heaving himself up with a hand on the back of their long seat, Akiyama leans over towards Kaname and goes to give her a brief peck on the cheek.] I had fun.

'Til next time, I guess. [He offers her a casual smile, as the ferris wheel finally- conveniently- comes to a stop.]

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