bakerstreet | body heat meme

[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.]

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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?

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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.]

[Sitting up like he is, he intently watches her every move. He tenses a bit as she starts to stroke upwards, a gentle wave of pleasure running through his body as she does so. His darker skin just makes hers stand out even more, almost making her glow in the dim light as well as make her seem otherworldly.

Then she moves her face closer. He takes a deeper breath, eyeing the beautiful mage and waiting for her next move. When her tongue presses against his sensitive tip, he winces a tiny bit in pleasure and exhales the heavy breath he had taken before. All of it serves to turn him on even more, and his cock practically throbs in her slender hand.]

Rin...

[He calls her name. Rin's eyes flick up to meet his gaze as she pulls her lips away from him. She doesn't venture far. He'll still be able to feel her heat. He'll also see the firelight reflect off the small string of precum tethering her bottom lip to his pulsating length.

Speaking of, the way he feels so alive under her fingers makes her own heart skip a beat. Despite being small and in a compromising position she feels powerful. As if she holds his very life in her hands.]

Yes?

[In a way, she's more powerful than she realizes. She doesn't know, and he hopes she never finds out, that she's his biggest weakness. It's also not just because she's literally holding him in the palm of his hands.]

Starting to wonder how many times you've done that before...

[Because it feels amazing and he can't help but breathe heavily at each action.

Tilting his head a little, he reaches out and slides one hand through her hair, combing some of it back as his fingers pull gently at a few tangles.]

[Her soft look of curiosity turns harsh as Archer's words reach her ears. Brows come down with a sharp point, and her frown grows deeper.]

You better watch that mouth of yours, or I might not be so kind with mine.

[Is she threatening to bite his dick? She might just be. Her hand grips him in a just-short-of-too-tight hold as she pumps his length.

The fact that she's sticking to fairly basic technique means she only knows about this sort of thing in theory...]

Mngh...

[Another wince, but he can't help but inwardly chuckle at her reply. Even in this sort of situation she won't be bested no matter what. If he weren't getting a handjob and enjoying it, he'd probably shake his head and sigh. Instead, he exhales deeply once more and shifts his hips more towards her.

Raising his free hand in mock surrender, he keeps his mouth shut apart from the occasional hiss of pleasure.]

Archer... tell me what you like.

[It's not like she needs suggestions or anything...! Okay, yes. She's fishing for ideas. She generally knows how this goes, in theory, but she's nervous. If Rin Tohsaka is less than perfect at something that is an unacceptable circumstance. She hopes he'll let her know his weak spots so that she can be praised at the end.

Meanwhile she continues the slow, steady stroking of his length. She smears that clear fluid along his shaft making him lubricate himself — though there's still remnants of her own there from when he rocked himself insistently against her slit.]

[Her request makes him realize that she's most likely searching for tips. He could probably tease her about that, but he doesn't want to ruin anything for the moment. It's starting to feel really good, and she's starting to get into it.

Instead of a sarcastic remark, he tilts his head a little.]

The tip is sensitive, obviously. If you're not averse... suck on it for me, Rin. Master.

[The hand that had been combing through her hair tips down to hold her cheek.]

Use your hand if you can't take the whole thing.

[His hand is making her face feel hot again. With a bit of indignant flair she huffs and turns her head to the side — away from his touch. It's only when he finally allows his hand to fall away from her does she continue with what she was doing. Her hand pauses its movement so that she may take another experimental lick of that leaking head. The tip of her tongue flicks against the opening slit. A couple times she does that before enveloping the entire glans with her lips. Tohsaka doesn't attempt to take him any further. This is all he asked for, it's all he'll get.

For now. And for the moment she doesn't suck, either. He'll simply have to focus on the heat of her mouth, the softness of her lips, and the slick muscle of her tongue swirling about that velveteen flesh.]

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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

... everything is apparently his job

duh, he's the servant who spoils his master isn't he

THAT'S BESIDE THE POINT

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