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[Ryuuko clicked her tongue and ground her teeth together with a feral growl- of course he couldn't bring himself to simply drop it. they were both stubborn that way, but he had to know his jabs were going to be met with hostility on her end. shifting her weight roughly she nudged up against his side bodily and elbowed him in the ribs.]

Shaddup already! It's starting.

[not that she was particularly invested in the movie to begin with but it WAS the reason he invited her over. the only reason... right?

she settled back down... only, this time she remained pressed against his side. sure, having her shoulder wedged in his armpit probably wasn't the most comfortable for him, but she didn't care. the frown that remained etched into her features softened a little, nevertheless she kept her eyes trained on the screen. if he insisted on maintaining this invasion of her space, she was going to exploit him as a glorified human pillow.]

[Ryuko called his bluff, leaning in and resting herself on him, albeit throwing a couple elbows. It was par for course, at least. When she pressed against his side again, Nero's arm bent at the shoulder naturally and ended up resting on her shoulder, draping over Ryuko almost fondly.

Shoot. He hadn't intended on that but the shove on Ryuko's part did the trick. At the last moment, Nero decided to play it off. He sealed up his shocked expression with a readied, calm grin.

Meanwhile, his head went a bit foggy. It was a solid way to retaliate. Nero considered just how close they were and he measured about a few millimeters of clothing and little else. Ryuko was flush against him that way and he had to consider how difficult it would be to clear off the couch with it intact. Nero quietly dug his fingers into his other thigh, taking a deep breath. Relax.]

And miss the... whatever the hell this is? [There was a lady on the screen, scantily clad and being chased by a giant paper mache ghost. Total chick flick.]

Glad we're on board.

[yeah, this was prime time alright. with an amused snort Ryuuko fed herself another scoop of curry before she gestured to the screen with her spoon.]

The hell is this dumb bitch doing? What part of runnin' round half naked in a haunted mansion struck her as a good time?

[she had to focus on that, and not how thrilling it actually felt to have Nero's arm around her. she couldn't let herself get too excited, it probably didn't mean anything special. but for once, she kinda felt it- special, that is. that she could lower her guard enough to be like this with anyone was a true testament to how much she'd bonded with this guy. the simple fact was Ryuuko didn't trust easily but oddly enough, with Nero it somehow came naturally.

her spoon scraped the bottom of the container- guess she was hungrier than she'd initially thought? or maybe eating was just her way of keeping her body distracted. without something to busy her hands with she wasn't sure what to do with them, really. she dared a glance in Nero's direction and got her answer. she reached across him to nab his soda for the second time tonight. at least this time her motives were pure- she just wanted to steal a sip!]

There wasn't really a reason for her to be in the mansion anyway, right?

[It was right then that contact had gotten difficult for him. The movie itself, as uninspired as it was, failed to keep his attention off of Ryuko. He locked his jaw a time or two whenever she shifted or adjusted herself and, for the most part, she left it at that. She hadn't made a peep about how his arm rested on her shoulder, leaving him to wonder if she'd just decided to wait him out. He wasn't even paying attention to the crappy movie's plot just to try and goad her on anymore, either. He simply gave up.]

Wait, when'd she find that chainsaw? How's that supposed to beat the gh--

[There had been a sudden shift in Ryuko's weight and he could feel her chest rub against his just a bit. As she managed to grab hold of his soda, she would have felt, just over his thigh, the erection he'd been trying to will away for the past fifteen minutes. Nero cleared his throat a bit, his expression cast low. He'd felt he could be a trustworthy guy for Ryuko to hang out with before but it all went out the window at that point.

Nero thought he could play chicken indifferently.]

[ah. yep. that was. definitely Nero's rock hard dick she accidentally brushed up against just now. with that realization settling in, Ryuuko froze momentarily, fingers flexed around the soda can she'd been after. every fiber of her being wanted to confirm with her eyes what she knew she felt, but she resisted the urge with every drop of strength she had. if she looked at it... there was no going back, no chance of plausible deniability. were it anyone else, her knee jerk reaction would have been to flip out, but that wasn't going to help either of them. so she swallowed back any embarrassment she felt and tried her best not to overheat. she could feel herself inwardly panicking, unsure of how to proceed without making a total cluster fuck of the situation.

why was he hard to begin with? was it because she'd been leaning on him? hadn't he encouraged her to do that though, when he'd put his arm around her? if it bothered him then why hadn't he said anything or made a move to put space between them? unless... he didn't want to stop it. but.. that was crazy, right? he'd never given her any inclination that he thought of her like that. she'd be rushing to conclusions if she just assumed how he felt. of course, Ryuuko could always ask... but she wasn't sure she had the guts for that. she at least had the benefit of no outward indication of her unspoken desires... men just weren't that lucky.

she tried to rationalize it as a natural physical reaction that was, to be fair, out of his control. Ryuuko leaned back into her spot, soda can cradled against her lips. an awkward silence permeated the air between them as the obnoxiously loud chainsaw screeched through the tv speaker. what was she supposed to say? how were they supposed to move past this?]

Beats me...!

[tilting her head back, Ryuuko downed the entire soda can and only came up for air once it was empty.]

She'd have better luck fighting it off with a big... hard... slab... of wood.

[what followed was absolutely the sound of Ryuuko trying not to choke on her oncoming laughter-- SHE COULDN'T HELP IT. IT WAS TOO GOOD TO PASS UP.]

[There had been a few grueling seconds between Ryuko brushing up against him and then her going right back up against his shoulder. Quiet. She'd been dead quiet the whole time, Nero looking down at her in bafflement. A number of different scenarios ran through his head from embarrassing to the sorriest apology of his life. He'd been ready for it, in fact. He and Ryuko bounced off of each other like fireworks but there was a difference between a raunchy joke and, well, that. He had to say something--

Then, all of a sudden, she chimed into the movie and stunned him right out of it. Nero opened his mouth to ask her something but then Ryuko drank all of his soda in one long chug, leaving him completely and utterly at a loss. Without a backfoot to even stand on, Nero swallowed hard and watched her until she suddenly blurted it out--]

Fucking--what's gotten into you?!

[It was a feeble attempt at salvaging just a fraction of his dignity back.]

Pffft- [her body shook with the force of pent up laughter and after a moment of trying to hold it in, it finally spewed out of her, together with a huge belch. more or less the least lady-like thing ever. she didn't care, she was too easily amused by her own joke.] Me???

[Ryuuko shot him an incredulous look.]

M'not the one with a bad horror boner.

[His mouth opened, caught off guard by a full-throated belch. Nero took a full second longer to snap back, mystified by the raw tenacity it took to come back from something that loud and still want to verbally tussle even more. Neither of them backed off and they were inches from the other's face even in the middle of arguing.]

Bad horror!? You know that's not what did it! The hell am I supposed to react when you rub up on me!? [Of course he didn't think about whether or not he'd have to explain himself after he said it. That's why he kicked himself every day for having such a short fuse.

Oh well. Time to double-down.]

So now it's my fault!?

[she couldn't believe it- the fucking nerve of this guy to try and put the blame all on her. she was (mostly) innocent!!! ]

You put your arm around me!!

[she could play the finger pointing game too!]

That's cause I--

[Nero grit his teeth, turning his head away. They could go back and forth on it but was running out of steam and he felt like most of it was his fault. Shit, he was pissing her off for real, wasn't he? He sighed, reaching up and rubbing his head with the heel of his palm.

There way no backing down from it once he looked away. That was a loss.]

Ugh... I caught you starin' at me and I wanted to play a prank but I--I kinda thought you'd be into it or somethin'.

[he'd caught her staring.... shit. he must have meant earlier, with the whole underwear incident- Ryuuko's face flushed just recalling it. she had no excuse for that... she'd definitely been ogling his junk. but really, what was a girl supposed to do!? she could argue it was because he took his pants off- but then he could argue back that she'd practically dared him to. they'd be going in circles all night, if they kept at it. hopeless idiots, both of them.

it was the mention of a 'prank' that really sent her over the edge, though.]

D-Did you invite me over for a hook up!?!? Am I just some friggin' booty call!?

What? [He was beyond yelling, at least. Nero ran his hand flat against his face, groaning.]

No, I didn't. Look, just... Ugh. You can definitely do way better than me, so don't take it personally, alright? [Fortunately, yelling and fighting with her took the edge off of the pants situation, so he stood up with a bit less concern.] Sorry for grossin' you out.

[well, they sure were handling this terribly. Ryuuko wasn't sure how she was supposed to feel about a statement like that. it didn't feel all that great, even if he'd tried to phrase it in a way that shouldn't have hurt her feelings as much as it did. no matter how he worded it, it still felt like rejection. not that she did herself any favors blowing up like she had and accusing him of luring her here on false pretenses. it was all coming out wrong, like word vomit, and she didn't know how to dig her way out of the hole she'd created for herself.

Nero stood up, and she felt her heart sink.]

.... What's with that moronic self-depreciating bullshit? "It's not you, it's me"??? I can do better?? Who gave you permission to decide what's best for me, huh!?

[her voice shook, anger getting the best of her as she crushed the now empty soda can in her grip and chucked it at the back of his head.]

How the hell am I not supposed to take that crap personally!? I'm old enough to make up my own mind. You don't speak for me!

[He didn't want to turn around. The can bounced off of his head. He reached up to scratch where it hit him and turned back, his eyes burning with anger.

Every time in his life before that, he'd just let the anger take hold of him and just end his relationships then and there. This time, it had been different--different enough that he saw the end of it at its natural conclusion and that he didn't want it to end that way. He took two steps back to Ryuko and put his knee on the couch just beside her, glaring at her. Furious.]

We're settlin' this right now then, no bullshit. Your call. I'm gonna close my eyes and stay right here and I'm gonna wait for you to break my jaw or kiss me. I'm not gonna walk out on you but I'm sure as hell not lettin' us dance around this shit, either. We've got talkin' to do.

[He shut his eyes, his fist balled up in the couch cushion.]

Edited 2021-06-10 01:38 (UTC)

[if there was one thing that could be said about Ryuuko Matoi, it's that she never cowered in the face of danger. she fought her demons head on, and Nero was no exception. anyone else might've been intimidated by the way Nero turned to glare down at her, but she didn't flinch. it wasn't until his knee sunk into the couch beside her and the rest of him loomed over her that she felt truly trapped. cornered, like a mouse.

he gave her that ultimatum, and Ryuuko felt herself break into a sweat. she gulped and stared up at him, face flushed.]

You sure you wanna risk windin' up in the hospital??

[she definitely could break his jaw, if she wanted. lord knew she was mad enough to swing on him. he was acting like a complete jackass- and on top of it all, forcing her to deal with these feelings before she was ready.]

... Who the hell wants to kiss someone so scary looking???

[Ryuuko frowned harder and reached to grab his collar, tugging him down toward her and holding him there for a moment, really letting the suspense soak in. in reality she was just working up the courage to seal the deal.]

Fuck it.

[she decided to just. go for it. consequences be damned. she leaned forward abruptly and her lips crashed against his.]

[He didn't get a chance to see how Ryuko reacted but she definitely sounded mad enough to follow-up with a mean hook. When her fingers buried into his shirt and pulled him down a bit further, he expected a knee instead of a punch. Technically, she'd be following the spirit of his demand but he'd cry foul for her not following the letter of the law.

When she kissed him, he knew what she'd been doing right before she came up against him, his lips separating just a touch in that meeting. If he'd been wrong, then his lip definitely would have gone the way of his jaw. So, he was pretty relieved when it all worked the way they both had been trying to not admit they wanted it to go the whole night. Right as the credits rolled on the scantily clad lady holding hands with the paper mache ghost, looking out at the sunset. If Nero would have seen it, it would have utterly annihilated that moment, because he reached down to grip Ryuko's shoulder and push her against the back of the couch, pulling her deeper into that kiss and down with him.

He didn't mind being a jackass for a bit longer. Apparently, it didn't stop Ryuko from going for it, at least.]

Mmmf-- [Ryuuko grunted against his mouth as she was pushed back, not knowing what to expect. it was all happening so fast, and yet it felt like it took forever for them just to get here. she'd finally gotten the nerve to kiss him- even if it ended up being the fact he'd left her no other choice. well, she could've ripped him a new one, but the truth was she'd been wanting this for a long time and finally... Ryuuko saw her chance to seize it for herself.

Nero was warm, his lips much softer than she had imagined they'd be. maybe it was because he always tried to put up such a hard front- something she was guilty of doing too, more often than not. letting down those walls, even for someone she trusted was frightening in a way. but those fears melted away into their kiss as her lips parted just enough to seek a little more heat. the hand not wound in his collar slid up to his shoulder, guiding him in closer to her. she wanted to feel him... all of him.]

[It was a memory that came back quickly. It had been years but he remembered the exercise perfectly, following Ryuuko's lead by framing his body with hers on the couch cushion beneath her back. When her back pressed against the back cushion, Nero felt himself frame up with her near perfectly despite the difference in height. By then, Ryuuko caught up with him easily, the tension in her grip loosening just a little bit more as if to let him know she'd let him come closer. He did. That part of her had been cute, though he'd keep his mouth shut on it. His knee slid between Ryuuko's legs as if he'd been demanding even more space with her.

He could feel that need in her grip and how she opened up to him, so he followed her quietly and deepened that kiss, his tongue playing with hers slowly just to introduce her. On the other hand, Nero let instinct play around with his unoccupied hand. Nero curled his fingers slowly along the outside of Ryuuko's thigh, giving her a light squeeze. Lately, his curiosity over just how she'd feel under his fingers had led to a great number of idle thoughts. He decided it was worth it to force that decision then and there. Otherwise, they could have gone in circles even longer.]

[he was bigger than her, that much was obvious, so she was surprised at how effortless it was for him to fit together with her on the couch at this odd angle. it felt a little backwards since it would be a lot easier for her to settle in his lap if the positions were reversed. however, Ryuuko was too preoccupied with how amazing it felt to finally be kissing him to give the physics of the equation much further thought.

their kiss was slow and sweet, but that didn't mean it lacked in passion. she could feel it in the urgent way he pressed closer, like he had to have more. she felt the same. she let her tongue slither forward to mingle against his with languid, experimental sweeps. meanwhile the hand at his shoulder was migrating again, this time up the side of his neck to cup his jaw as she tilted her head to better angle herself to suck gently on his tongue.

Nero nudging his knee between her legs was a bit of a surprise, but she didn't protest, instead spreading her thighs a little wider to accommodate him. she felt her temperature climb with each passing second and knew she couldn't blame it on the thermostat, this time. his warm hand gripping her thigh sent sparks racing through her blood stream and she wanted more of it. she ached for his hands to touch her everywhere.]

[What little restraint Nero might have possessed at the time had, moment by moment, dissolved away once Ryuuko began moving from following his pace to setting her own. He hadn't been caught off guard by it, expecting she wouldn't hesitate to correct how he moved with her. His fingers explored upward, running up Ryuuko's thigh and up her skirt, dancing just shy of the curve of her backside. He gave her another squeeze, his back arching just a bit more, the uncomfortable sensation of growing hard failing to pull him out of the moment. She'd nearly been giving him every opening to move on her, inviting more from his eagerly wandering caress.

When they kissed and moved with each other to find better purchase and somehow angle themselves to follow one another, Nero felt his knee push against the frame of the sofa, stopping his ambitious push forward. He ignored it for the moment, distracted once the soft trail of Ryuuko's touch registered, her fingers running red lines through his senses and ending gently on his jaw. It gave him only a moment's hesitation to enjoy what was ultimately an incredibly tender gesture on her part. Nero responded with even more heat, following Ryuuko's new lead in how she wanted to get closer to him, kissing her back in turn. Surprisingly fast, he felt them reach a rhythm of giving and taking, the shallow experimental motions of Ryuuko's lips and tongue being met with Nero's, wanting to deepen it, his tongue gliding with hers a bit slower but with a bit more eagerness to linger. He'd been overheating since she worked out how to lock his attention in with her lips, a heated groan escaping him between those exchanges.

A little frustrated by the fact that he couldn't get any closer that way, Nero gripped Ryuuko by her buttocks and simply lifted her up with him instead of bending forward even more to fit on the couch. He rested Ryuuko's waist firmly on his hip so smoothly that it seemed to take no effort at all.]

[Ryuuko gasped the moment Nero slid his hands to cup her ass and hoist her up without any warning. her eyes fluttered open and she broke the kiss as she practically panted against his mouth for air. her lungs burned with neglect. after all that, she'd forgotten she'd needed to breathe. priorities... she had them. and up until that moment they all revolved around kissing Nero, nothing else had mattered. except, they'd begun to venture into a little more than kissing... she felt him harden against her thigh, there was no avoiding it in those athletic shorts.

she slid her arms over his broad shoulders, holding herself against him as he cradled her on his hip. she kissed him again and nipped at his bottom lip, giving a playful tug.]

Someone's been dying for an excuse to grab my ass.

[Ryuuko grinned and cocked her head to one side to gaze up at him, her face flushed with arousal.]

[A haughty little grunt broke past Nero's lips when Ryuuko took a break from him. He'd taken little breaths but not quite as many as he should have. His vision had become a tunnel more easily than he expected. Huffing, Nero met Ryuuko's look, his eyes a bit hazy. His fingers flexed, reinforcing Ryuuko's suspicion with even more hard evidence. He grunted, turning his head again to kiss her back, gripping her backside a bit more tightly, deliberately groping her. At that point, there wasn't any denying what he wanted. He relaxed just a little as her arms shifted to rest on him for support.]

Seems like there ain't any hiding it now. [Nero slipped his lips from Ryuuko's, running a hot trail down her jawline to the small of her neck. He moved to let his teeth gently ghost over her skin, teasing at more attention. As deep and savage as his voice sounded, Nero was still being soft with her--for the moment.]

I'm wanting you pretty fucking bad right now. [He'd felt her reach for him and grip him pretty fervently before. Nero liked to think it was a pretty honest, earnest moment and it made him put a few feelings into perspective. Right below Ryuuko's ear, Nero's voice burned, harsh and full of the honest arousal he'd built up in his head for weeks.] And, I know you want me. Tell me what you want me to do to you.

[the cloudy look in Nero's eyes was something Ryuuko hadn't seen before, it gave her goosebumps- the good kind.

that grin of hers stretched slack jawed to gape coquettishly back at him as he kneaded into her backside. she'd of course been goading him with that remark so she should've anticipated he'd retaliate. he was right about one thing, there was no holding back or hiding how either of them felt anymore.

the tension had been building for so long, it was bound to burst at some point. she'd fantasized about this moment more times than she could count, but none of those passing daydreams could compare to the real thing. Nero's strong arms holding her up, their bodies pressed together, his soft lips on her neck. Ryuuko sighed amorously at the attention he showered her with and she held her breath as his teeth teased along her throat. she wanted him to bite- god did she want it. every inch of her trembled with the desire for him to sink his teeth into her.

her pulse pounded as blood rushed to her head, whooshing loudly through her eardrums. though none of that managed to drown out the sound of Nero's voice, low and husky just by her ear as he plainly stated his need for her, and her's for him. he read her like an open book- how had he always managed to see straight through her? that was a question for another time, right then she had more important things to focus on, like the all encompassing question Nero leveled her with: what did she want him to do?

she'd never had a plan in mind, but the answer was simple...]

I thought I'd made it pretty obvious... [her hold on him tightened and she rocked her hips against him, rubbing up against his front.] I want you to fuck me until I see stars... or paper mâché ghosts, [she grinned cheekily.] whichever happens first.

Well, I think I know what's definitely happenin' first and--

[Nero grinned, both at Ryuuko's choice of comparison and because she'd given him something to think about for a while. In Nero's mind, she'd just been curious but the way she said it, he could swear it must have been a longer and more intense burn in her than that. She had to have been thinking about it. Gently, Nero touched his forehead with Ryuuko's and watched her, calming down just a little. Her expression had been excited as if she'd been waiting to see just what he'd do. There wasn't erasing any of the heat behind his eyes and he knew she could read into it easily enough. They were working on it.] I think I like hearin' you say that--wouldn't mind you screamin' it, either.

[Already, he'd been stuck thinking about just how she sounded when he touched her and how it sounded so welcoming even when he was just being gentle. He wondered how she would sound when he got more worked up. His fingertips pulled up Ryuuko's skirt, inch by inch until he could slip his fingers beneath the hemline of her panties, following down the soft roll of her buttocks. Nero didn't waste any time.

He hadn't been thinking about 'later' or anything like that. He thought about how much he wanted her and how she wanted him. When Ryuuko rolled her hips and tightened how her thighs gripped him, Nero knew the next thing he wanted was to be inside of her. He'd been harder than was comfortable for him, erection throbbing when he felt her move her hips with him. Nero could feel the warmth of Ryuuko's groin pressing against his through their clothing and at that, he was through with waiting. He'd be surprised if he made it the next minute without yanking himself free.

With one hand gripping Ryuuko's backside to give her balance, the other explored. His fingertips, callused and hefty from his usual work, quickly became slick when he found the tender spot between her thighs, slipping slowly between her folds. When he felt her arousal that clearly, he huffed and grinned, already pressing a hot kiss against Ryuuko's chin.]

..Just in time. [A little blue, spectral hand hovered over Nero's shoulder, holding a condom held delicately between two of its fingers. He had slipped it from across the room, digging it out from a drawer in a side table.]

Ready to do some star-gazing?

Edited 2021-06-11 22:06 (UTC)

[having his forehead pressed to hers was soothing, it quieted the lingering nerves she had for what lied ahead. Nero knew just how to make her feel at ease, without taking away from the excitement of it all. she was eager to press forward, it was clear that they both were, and that filled her with a sense of comfort to know that this was something they'd both been wanting.]

Careful what you wish for... I can be pretty damn loud.

[though, that shouldn't have come as a surprise, given he already knew her well enough to know that she had a big mouth with very little volume control.

Ryuuko felt a chill race through her as he drew the material of her skirt up to bunch at her waist before his hands dipped beneath the cotton fabric of her underwear to drift down over soft, plump flesh as he exposed it. she wanted to strip away all of the layers between them, but she wasn't sure either of them would be patient enough for that. she curled her fingers into his shirt over his back, tugging it up in an effort to remove it despite knowing his hold on her would hinder that. the idea of separating from him for even a moment was painful, but their current positioning was precarious as it was.

all train of thought went out the window as his rugged fingers dipped between her thighs to coat themselves with her arousal. she was so wet, already worked up since she'd seen him in his boxers earlier, and every lust filled thought since then only amplified it. her lips parted with a breathy moan and Ryuuko arched into his touch, dizzy with desire. entirely caught up in the moment, she almost didn't notice the floating condom over Nero's shoulder until he'd prompted her with that question. she'd blinked, a little surprised at first, but then equal parts impressed.]

Talk about an abuse of power... [she laughed and met his gaze with a mischevious smirk as she nodded.] Take me on a tour of the galaxy, baby.

[Ryuuko's arms encircled his neck as she shifted to fall back to lie flat on the couch, disentangling their limbs for the moment as she pulled him down on top of her. she wanted to free up both their hands for further exploration. she smiled up at him, her dark hair fanned out around her head like a halo atop the couch cushion and she beckoned him closer with hungry eyes. this time, she was confident she'd get his shirt off, yanking it up over his head and down his arms. she wanted to feel his skin flush against hers.]

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