bakerstreet | body heat meme

[Tohsaka stays quiet. She's attentive and observing as he shifts her legs. The look on her face is mostly curious, but also a little puzzled. That is until he presses the evidence of his arousal flush against her. Archer will be able to feel what all this fooling around has done to her. He'll be surrounded by an intense heat, and her own interest shows in the form of those panties, soft and trimmed with delicate lace, being slightly damp.

A yelp escapes her when she feels him, and her heart leaps into her throat. Just as red floods her face all over again she throws up her hands to hide her face. She shields herself from his gaze trying to hide her embarrassment at the noise she allowed to get away from her.]

[Since she's, more or less given him permission as well as pushed him to continue, he's a little merciless. As she covers her face, he tilts his head and presses a rough, demanding kiss to her neck. It's different from the other exploratory kisses, almost predatory.

She's hiding herself again, and he wants her to be honest and open and not do that.

Reaching up, he takes one of her wrists, trying to gently pry her hand away from her face and pin it to the mattress while moving his hand up to lace his fingers through hers. Then he grinds once again -- harder, insistent. Tilting his face the other way, his lips graze her exposed, reddened cheek.]

[She can't! She can't be more honest! It's embarrassing. It's humiliating! It's... overwhelming. After years of swallowing feelings, bottling them up, and squirreling her real self away from the world... she can't be honest just like that.

Emiya will feel a little resistance when he tries to pry her hand away from her face. Tohsaka struggles. Her hand quivers in his, and when he laces their fingers she accepts it, but only after he's bested her by pinning it to the mattress. He gets away with it so easy because she still has her other hand free to face palm upward as she hides her eyes.]

A—Archer...

[She calls out to him not sure what else to say. What is there to say? Maybe nothing, but she's battling in this moment to try and keep control. To be quite honest she's just afraid. Afraid that her inexperience will make her laughable, and if she's not the best at something then... well, what is she?

Rin hisses in pleasure as he grinds himself into her. She finds herself radiating want and desire, so without thinking she rolls her hips to press back into him as if answering a question he may have posed to her. God, was it always so hot in this room? Ever inch of her body that he touches feels like its on fire. Her face, neck, hands, thighs, and even her belly where his rough hand grazed across the smooth skin.]

[As she responds with her hips, he moves to meet her. The movement is the best one yet, making him grit his teeth slightly at the sensation of warm friction. He tilts his face yet again, pressing his lips to her upturned palm a few times before slowly wrapping his lips around her little finger, sucking teasingly.

If she's going to cover her face, he'll explore the rest of her body. Squeezing her hand once, he lets go of it and sits up off of her. He peers down, his expert eyes taking in every detail as one hand presses to her stomach. Then it slides down as he takes hold of her knees, unhooking her legs from his hips to let them fall open.

Glancing towards her face, he upturns his wrist and inches his fingertips into the top of her panties, moving them lower before he begins tracing them carefully up and down her slit.]

[Everything makes her head swim. All of it is so overwhelming that it blurs together — happening much too fast for her to keep up with him. Every place on her body he has touched feels white hot like molten steel. Easily Archer is able to open her legs as if all her mettle has melted just for him.

Tohsaka's whole body shudders when Emiya's fingers run up and down the damp crotch of her panties. The pale color works to his favor so that when wet it becomes translucent to reveal the flushed and eager flesh beneath. His sharp eyes will be able to see how her elevated pulse makes her throb with heat and desire. All of the evidence of her body leagues more honest than her mouth.

At least that is until his fingertips press to a particularly sensitive spot causing a short moan to fall from her lips. Which she quickly tries to stifle by slapping her hand on her mouth.]

[He almost chuckles to see her cover her mouth. They're in the middle of nowhere in an abandoned cabin, and she's embarrassed by the noises she's making. Even though he's the only other one here, she does that. Some things will never change.

Carefully, and making sure that she can see every movement, he pulls his hand out from her panties. He lifts his hand to his face and then licks each finger clean, humming quietly at the taste. It's partly just a show to mess with her more, but he does enjoy it for other reasons.

Reaching down, he hooks his fingertips into the sides of her underwear and begins tugging it down her slender legs, lifting them into the air to remove her panties completely before laying them aside. He lets her legs fall apart as he leans up close to her face, wanting another kiss and making it known by keeping his lips close.]

Rin... you're soaked.

[It's not a teasing tone, just a matter-of-fact one as he reaches down and begins caressing her outer lips and then her inner ones, touching her more than before.]

[How can he do that? Just stare her in the eyes and lick her off his fingers? And why does it make her burn up inside? Is it because she's overwhelmed by his shamelessness? How can he be so brazen? He makes her feverish, and she's so overcome that even her eyes begin to water.

He comes up close to her. He'll be able to feel her breath come out in small pants as her lips stay parted. Rin shivers beneath him when he removes her panties. It reveals her wet sex swollen from the increased blood flow. Tohsaka closes her legs as much as she can to protect herself from the cold.]

Sh—shut up. It's your fault. Take responsibility.

[She doesn't allow him to respond. Instead she takes his lips, since he kindly left them in her reach, and pokes her tongue out to see if she can taste herself on him.]

[Immediately he parts his lips to let his own tongue slip out, rubbing against hers. He likes this taste as well. It's different, but it's undeniably Tohsaka's taste. So he savors it, kissing her deeply and letting her tongue press against his in whatever way she wishes, though he does suck on it for a few moments to add to her sensations.

It's harder to get between her thighs, however, with her trying to keep them as closed as possible. He doesn't know if it's from embarrassment or because things are a little breezy. Either way, while he distracts her with his mouth, his hands move to her knees to carefully but firmly spread her legs.

Then, when he presses his hips against hers again, she'll no doubt feel that his pants have disappeared, and his hot, hard length throbs insistently against her wet slit. Gently, he rocks his hips against her, sliding the underside up and down against her.]

[A moan hums in her throat and she's almost about to lose herself to this open mouthed sensual kissing. That is until Emiya's arousal presses hot and eager against her. It's not something she can ignore — hell, the alien sensation down right surprises her. Tohsaka pulls away with a sharp gasp and wide eyes. As if she can't believe what she's feeling. Her panting turns to a quicker pace as he begins rocking his hips, but he'll be able to tell something is out of places as she squirms and flails beneath him.]

H—hey! Wait! Wait, wait, wait! You're going so fast, there's— There's things I need to know first!

[Breathing hard, Archer stares down at her after her quick outburst. He wonders if he'd overstepped, just like he'd thought he might if he went this far with her. Inwardly cursing himself, he presses his palms to the mattress to lift his body off of hers to give her some separation as she squirms and flails.]

Things you need to know?

[Tilting his head a little, he wonders what those things could be. She hasn't 'punished him for stepping out of line' or anything, so he can only give her a curious expression as he waits.]

W—well, the basics... you know? Like you won't do anything weird? And —

[Oh my god how is she supposed to ask if Servants shoot blanks? At least it's obvious they can't carry diseases. Perhaps in a different situation she wouldn't even consider any of these things, but perhaps she needed an excuse to sabotage herself.]

It'll be safe?

[IS THAT REALLY THE ONLY WAY SHE COULD HAVE PHRASED THAT? Goddammit, now she's back to refusing to look him in the eye.]

...?

[It actually takes him a few moments to realize what she means. The realization is even visible on his face as he goes from a blank one to one of fond amusement. He figures she's obviously nervous, but he also wonders if she had shutdown the momentum because of second thoughts.

Normally, he would probably offer her a sarcastic reply, but if she's truly nervous, he only wants to ease her fears and make her as comfortable as possible. So, he rests a hand warmly on her cheek.]

It's safe. Otherwise it would be a very inefficient method of mana transfer.

[Though, Rin has no need of this method since she's a superb mage and can transfer mana the normal way.

After a second, he sits up completely off of her, his entire body... cock included... completely visible.]

Do you need to inspect the weapon for safety?

[Okay, he has to throw at least one remark in there.]

[Rin is a bit astonished how bereft she feels once he removes his hand to pull himself completely away. Slowly she follows him as he sits himself up. First she supports herself up on her arms, and then she sits up proper.

There's a lot to look at. Her eyes drink in his muscles, his broad shoulders, whatever scars that mark up his skin, and... When Tohsaka's eyes rest on his eager length she pauses there for a long while. She notices how the light of the fire makes the wet smears of her own fluid glisten on him. Its size is a little daunting for someone of her petite stature and inexperience, but Rin is nothing if not up for a challenge. Scooting in close, being the most dressed out of the two (she still has her bra on after all), she inspects him more.

With a great deal of slowness born from caution Rin reaches out. Small fingers curl delicately around the shaft...

And then she presses the pad of her thumb hard against his head for that comment of his.]

You better be careful with that tongue of yours, Archer.

Ngh—?

[Her soft hand is warm and welcome on his length, though when she presses her thumb into the tip, he grits his teeth and tenses up. Looking down at the small girl who literally has him in the palm of her hands, he ‘tchs’ once as he slides one hand into her hair, combing it back and making her look up at him.]

Oi. That’s the sensitive spot...

[But even she probably knew that. It was her retaliation for his remark. Slowly but surely, the tension in his body eases. He still towers over her even with the two of them hunched down on a mattress in the floor, but at least he isn’t as rigid as board.

Well, not his spine at least.

The glistening on his length isn’t entirely from her. Their actions had garnered a fair amount of his own sticky, clear pre-cum. He wants more friction, and with her holding him, he wonders what her next plan of attack is. Leaning close, he presses his lips to her forehead and keeps his hand in her hair.]

Edited 2017-12-15 13:33 (UTC)

So what? Do you want me to kiss it better?

[She huffs. That puff of breath hitting him hot in the face as her fingers tighten their grip. Though her thumb has let up on its assault, and now it draws gentle circles instead. His precum, mixed with hers, smears warm and slick against her skin. Her thumb becomes slippery as it pushes the fluid around that soft, velvety flesh of his head.

Her confidence is back a little bit. Despite wanting to be looked at, admired, desired, loved and worshiped... it's still too much. It makes her feel raw, vulnerable, and without the control she feels nervous. At least like this she's the one calling the shots.]

[He figures it was only a matter of time before she found some of her usual spunk again... or at least tricked herself into thinking she had. Either way, he also figures he can give her this so that she’s not so nervous, so skittish.

Each movement of her hand and thumb sends waves of pleasure through him. He practically throbs in her hand, hot and hard and aching for something more than her soft fingers. Her words are so very like her and make him smile a little, cocking his head to one side as his other hand lifts to hold the other side of her face.]

Wouldn’t you be the servant at that point?

Edited (sigh phone tags) 2017-12-15 14:19 (UTC)

A—absolutely not! [Rin squeezes him hard again, this time on accident.]

As Master it is my duty to make sure you're well stocked with mana and to heal you! It's only natural, isn't it? Yeah! It's only natural.

Ghhhh!

[This squeeze makes him jerk to the side some, a hand dropping quickly to the mattress so that he doesn’t topple over.]

E-Easy. So this is just about mana transfer, is it?

[Still lopsided, he moves his other hand to poke her in the stomach quickly.]

[Her hand leaves his cock to swat at his when he goes to poke her.]

N—no, I give you plenty of mana. Don't I? Offering to kiss you was about... the other thing.

[She knows she was being rough. That was the point. Though if he couldn't just ask her to kiss it better, then fine. She wouldn't put her lips anywhere near it.]

[He tilts his head a little and smiles at her words again as she lets go of his shaft. Before she can pull it too far away, he catches her by the wrist as he sits back up.]

I'm completely fine with 'the other thing', Rin.

[Holding her wrist, he inches her hand back down to his eager member as a distraction while his other arm slips behind her, unclasping her bra almost too skillfully to be possible.]

Will you heal it, Master?

[More than a little surprised at how deft he is, Rin waits to answer. She lets that question hang in the air as she shoos away his hand and removes her own from his length so she can shed the bra.]

...Only if you ask nicer.

Nicer?

[She would be petulant at this moment, wouldn't she? All he can do is shake is head and sigh helplessly. She's definitely Tohsaka, definitely the girl that's haunted his past.

He leans forward with his lips grazing her ear as he speaks again.]

Please, master.

[His words make her shudder, and not just because he's close to her ear. To be asked in such a manner... as if it would be an honor... That type of unspoken admiration truly gets to her. Like begging without the desperation.

One of her hands grabs at his thigh while the other pushes on his shoulder.]

Lie back. I'll do my job as Master, and make sure my Servant is taken care of after the battle.

[Any desperation he has is tempered by the thought that this might all be a bad idea in the end. Will getting intimate with her be a handicap for the things they have to do in this War? But that concern itself is tempered by the emotions he has for her.

But he's not above asking for what he wants, especially when it's from Rin.

The little push on his shoulder would do nothing to a heroic spirit, but he shifts after a moment and lays down, propping himself up on his elbows with his knees slightly bent. His chin presses to his chest as he looks down his body at her.]

I suppose I'm in your capable hands.

[Slowly, as if being cautious, Rin settles in between his legs. Her size pales in comparison to his, and when she sinks down to get her face closer to his body he seems to tower over her despite his submissive position.

One small, porcelain like hand rests on his large thigh as her other takes his shaft more delicately than she had been holding it before. Tohsaka strokes him once as she now pays special attention to watching his cock rather than his reaction. Slender fingers grip his shaft firmly as she strokes upward. Clear, glistening fluid weeps from the head, and she watches it dribble down towards her hand.

With parted lips Tohsaka's pink tongue slips out pressing the flat of it against the sensitive flesh of Archer's head as she tastes the acrid fluid she's coaxing out of him. She can't help but make a face. It's not entirely pleasant, but she doesn't hate it either. This time she presses her lips there. Closed, but purposefully smearing that hot fluid against them to make them slick.]

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first make a contract with the world... then... unlimited boob works

well... rin's boob works are very limited when compared to sakura's

he prob projected a tiny dagger and sliced the clasp off

rude. then it's his job to repair it