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What better time than these cool, crisp mornings or rapidly lengthening nights to jump right under a warm blanket with that irreplaceable person in your life? Even if you're not sleeping together - heck, even if you've not been straight with your feelings and you're not officially an "item" - there's nothing wrong with cuddling up. Grab a book, get some hot cocoa, turn on the TV (if you're in an era where the tube's available), or just enjoy each other's presence on the couch or in the bed.

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[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.]

I'm countin' on it. [Of all things, Nero got noise complaints all the time over nothing. What was the harm in earning one, for once? Every little wall breaking down with Ryuuko up until then had been rough until the more recent ones. Once the big one was down, the rest came along fast. The last few had been fun, too.

Taking to that power all at once and with a grin to return to her, Nero let Ryuuko lead him back down to the couch. He helped her work his shirt off, it being the only thing he'd been even remotely nervous to do. Reddening cheeks followed once his shirt was off, leaving him in just his shorts and spare briefs. His skin had become flush once he took those off, too. With lean muscle from neck to ankles, Nero leaned over Ryuuko and between her knees, just until his thighs were touching hers.

He recognized Ryuuko's expression for what it was. At that point, he really couldn't back off how he thought of her. She couldn't, either. Nero swallowed hard, feeling out what would naturally come next. With a voiceless breath, her opened the slip and rolled the condom on, giving Ryuuko a deliberately timed chance to watch him do it.

One hand drifted down the flat of her stomach. Nero found her waist and just shy of it, his fingers drifted over Ryuuko's mound, feeling her out a moment before he sorted out what he'd do. With her lit-up eyes, he could feel her excitement build everything he'd done. He'd been upright but he wanted to make sure he didn't bump her the wrong way. In that moment of caution, Nero could hear the shift in Ryuuko's breathing and it became the only thing he could hear for a little while.

It took him a moment to line himself up with her. At that point, he was beyond himself just wantin to see her surging with passion or caught up in pleasure. First, he wanted to be closer to her. He'd have plenty of time to spend with her and try out what they wanted to push out from their fantasies regarding one another. When he settled, Nero buried himself in Ryuuko, a low and rolling grunt of effort coming from the back of his throat. With each flex of muscle around him, Nero went deeper. The sensation of her stretching around him slowly was enought to drown out anything and everything around him but Ryuuko. Nero tried to not to put his full weight on her but he'd also put his arm around her waist to guarantee they could move closely and intimately with one another--at least until they built up that pace.]

[Ryuuko couldn't have imagined someone who looked like Nero was shy or embarrassed about taking his clothes off. his body reflected his hard work and dedication to demon hunting, and she drank up the display of smooth, impeccably toned muscle as the layers were stripped away. she didn't remain idle either as she shifted to rid herself of her own clothing. her skirt was easy enough to peel off as she slipped her legs free of her underwear. next she pulled her shirt up and off without hesitation and tossed it aside, her eyes fixed on Nero's to observe where he was looking. her fingers slowly skirted along the bottom band of her blue and white striped bra as she reached behind to unhook it. from there it was easy enough to slide off, dangling it mid air with a devilish smirk before she dropped it to the floor.

afterwords she took the time to admire his naked body in proximity to her own as he rolled the condom on, a sight that left her growing increasingly hot and bothered. her chest rose and fell with mounting excitement as he lined himself up. the harsh throb of her heartbeat quickened in anticipation. then she felt the tip of his cock breach her entrance and her head craned back with a strained gasp as he slid past that bit of resistance and filled her inch by stubborn inch. her walls squeezed tight around him and sucked him in deeper and deeper, until he was full hilt. Ryuuko trembled around him as she tried her best to relax, to adjust to the intrusion. her breaths came in short whiny bursts, her body was a tad overwhelmed at the start but she knew it'd get better once she got used to him.]

That's, ahh, quite the telescope you've got...!

[she had to diffuse the situation with a bad joke, okay? she didn't want him to think he was hurting her. she'd be fine she just... needed a minute.]

[Not hiding where his eyes had drifted the whole time, Nero took the time to watch Ryuuko toss off her clothes, not quite noticing her smirk so much as what she'd shown him. His reaction was clear as day, his eyes taking her in. It never surprised him that she could get him over her shoulder easily if she wanted to. She had definition like a real scrapper and Nero liked the feel of how her thighs flexed, feeling her hold onto him when he held himself over her. Nero only spared a glance at Ryuuko's discarded underthings when he was about to bury his face in her neck, cracking a tiny little smile. He'd teased her about them ages ago already.

That appreciation seemed to taper off when he slid one hand under her to steady himself when he buried himself in, the soft gasp of her breath coming in just below him and adding a moment of panic in mind, worried he'd moved at a bad angle or pinched her anywhere. When she breathed a little more steadily, he seemed to relax with her, happy he hadn't been looking right at her at the time. That combination of Nero undressing in front of Ryuuko for the first time and worrying he'd messed up right away had him geared up to chuckle when she cracked that joke. He smiled, relieved a bit and burning away a bit of that frustration from earlier.

Nero lowered his chin and pressed a soft kiss against Ryuuko's neck, moving his hips back slowly and pushing forward to slide into her again, the slippery, coiling sensation of her squeezing him making the next movement better for him. He loosed a hot breath against her neck, then moved again. Ryuuko sounded like she'd been catching up with him, so he didn't move any faster than he had to. Everything had been setting him off by then, from the expression she made, her joke, and the welcoming feeling of Ryuuko clinging to him every which way. Even if he lost his reason to be frustrated, he'd gained a few more reasons to build up a sweat.]

Heh... You know I don't have any good puns for that. [He'd let loose the second he thought of one, though. For the moment, he'd been too distracted for it and leaving a little experimental bite along the bridge from her neck to her shoulder. Nero his hand down from the small of Ryuuko's back to grip her ass, using that to help draw her hips against his as he moved one again, his skin lighting up the more he pressed flush with her chest, the two of them rubbing against one another and making any attempt at being witty fall through immediately.]

Kinda distracted. I'll jot somethin' down when you tap out?

[hearing him laugh eased a bit of the nervous tension that had lingered in the air between them with that initial joining. they just had to take this one step at a time, which was easier said than done for two people who preferred to leap straight into the heart of the action with no holds barred. exhibit a: them winding up in this predicament in the first place. though perhaps it would be more accurate to compare it to a fire cracker... it was only a matter of time before the lit fuse burned up and resulted in an explosion.

Nero eased into her with those slow, steady thrusts and already Ryuuko felt herself unraveling around him. the discomfort she'd felt ebbed away, and gradually pleasure had begun to accumulate in its place. her hands drifted over his shoulder blades and down his back as she pressed herself up against him. her soft breasts cushioned against his chest, the warm brush of skin on skin contact as their bodies collided against one another was absolute heaven. she was certain she'd never get tired of how it felt, even just that small intimacy left her breathless.

the hand that gripped her ass made it a lot easier to rock her hips against his to increase the friction. soft moans encouraged him to keep up with her, to build the momentum. her body was a lot more durable than he tended to give it credit for- she wouldn't shatter beneath a slight show of force. in fact, she liked his rougher manhandling from earlier far more than she cared to admit... and frankly she wouldn't be opposed to even more of it.

Ryuuko nosed against him, purring in response to his little love bite. but it was her turn to bark with laughter when he suggested she'd be the one to tap out between them.]

Hah! Implying I don't wear you out first!

[everything was a competition, with them.]

How 'bout... whoever comes first owes the other a favor?

[Later, Nero would think about it again when he looked at the grape soda stain. That wasn't how he saw that evening going down. It was definitely better than what he thought, though.

The entire time Ryuuko made her way up to grip him, Nero tried to relax his shoulders so she could get a tight grip on him, his other arm already lifted aside the two of them for balance. He could feel her rolling her hips up to meet him, her breathing going from the more tense kind to something that sounded more eager. Ryuuko built up quickly, catching him a little off guard. The next noise leaving his lips while they were pressed against her neck was a little groan. More than that, he throbbed inside of her, his hips shifting a bit lower to make it easier for her to do it again. Whatever incentivized her to do that again.

Smiling against her neck, Nero realized he shouldn't have been surprised. Ryuuko went hard in just about everything she did. It wasn't as if he didn't enjoy her being over-eager but it was one of the few times he'd been hoping to get that competitive response out of her. Squeezing her backside a bit harder than before, he moved his hips just a bit faster as a little punctuation to her challenge. Once he felt Ryuuko was completely comfortable, he didn't mind upping the pace. It didn't take much for him to acknowledge he shouldn't have worried too much about bruising Ryuuko fairly quickly. He'd seen her turn cement to dust with kicks before.

For the sake of subtlety, he still tried to pretend that he hadn't been hoping to stir her up a bit. Better to sound like he'd been a little reluctant to continue.]

No joke, huh? Guess I can't turn down a challenge like that.

[Nero didn't have anything to worry about, Ryuuko was absolutely keen on doing that again, arching her back and rolling her hips against him with increased fervor. together they'd gotten a nice rhythm started but he was quick to switch things up on her, upping the ante with his hurried thrusts and his vice like grip on her. he might've tried to cover up his intentions with that timid bluff but she saw straight through it. nevertheless, she decided to play along and acted none the wiser. two could play at this game, mister.

there was nothing wrong with a little healthy competition, in her opinion. if anything it brought a sense of familiarity to the situation for them. she competed with him in just about every other arena, so why not sex too? it certainly made things more interesting, since neither of them liked to lose. it made her wonder just what lengths he'd go to in order to win.]

Good answer. Otherwise I'd have to call yer ass out for bein' a simp.

[one of her hands drifted down the length of his spine till her fingertips brushed his tailbone. from there, she waited until he thrust up against her before she reached down to grab a handful of his ass and squeezed.]

You gonna prove me wrong, or what?

[Not a moment passed between them that Nero could stop thinking, even in his peripheral, about the effect Ryuuko had on him. She'd been sweet, in her own way, keeping him company even when he was on a regular hair-trigger. With Ryuuko getting into it just as much as he hoped, Nero lifted himself up just a tiny bit at the elbow, looking Ryuuko right in the eye while they both grew accustomed to moving in their mutual embrace.]

Careful, now. All that smart talks gonna go out the window when I get you changing that tune to my name, Ryuuko.

[The usual competition was savage but the penalties were usually tame in comparison. Nero liked to think the sweet feeling of victory was enough, so leaning too hard into punishments seemed like overkill. Ryuuko, on the other hand... Well, he'd definitely be fighting dirty.

Ryuuko definitely reminded him a bit of that competitive spirit when she grabbed him, prompting a shitty little sneer on his end. Even if he tried to sound reasonable most of the time(and failed), he always had the bad habit of going right back in on the trash-talk the second Ryuuko sounded excited. The level of excitement didn't quite change, though. Instead it was replaced with a tiny little voice reminding him that, this time, losing wouldn't be so bad.

The way Ryuuko had been squeezing him and getting used to how he moved was incentive enough for him to sit up a bit more, up on his knees again. Ryuuko's grip on his backside wasn't unwelcomed but it kept him from sitting up completely--or, more realistically, he was already fond of the way she grabbed him, so he didn't quite want to stop her from doing it. Instead, he went the way she seemed to want him. He shifted his weight and popped his hips up, thrusting into Ryuuko harder and harder, following the way her hand had started pulling him in. By then, Nero could just start to hear the slippery way they met accompanied by the creaky sound of the sofa's integrity being suddenly tested.]

Y'know... [He hovered in at the same time, pressing a kiss to Ryuuko's lips, shallow at first. He could fight plenty dirty with the truth. After he said his piece, Nero kissed Ryuuko more deeply, eager to cut her off from an immediate retort--not that it would last long.] Can't say I've ever had a dull night with you. Glad you felt the same way.

[Nero always met her beat for beat. she'd never met a guy who could keep up with her, both on and off the battlefield, before she'd met him. he brought out a side of her she hadn't realized still existed, buried deep beneath the tough girl facade she put on for the world. she laughed more when they were together than she ever had. he always knew just what to say to make her smile- even when she didn't want to. there'd been times she had to wonder when they were together... if this was what true happiness felt like. as she caught her own reflection in his gaze, she was convinced she'd never experience anything quite as intense as the tight feeling in her chest just then. he was right about one thing... she had to be careful- but not in the way he'd implied.

his warning was comical at best and Ryuuko scoffed as her blue eyes gleamed back at him in the low light.]

We'll see who winds up screamin' out for who...

[Ryuuko gulped, she felt herself flush hotter at the idea of him making good on that promise. he certainly didn't waste any time trying as he shifted his position to put more power behind his thrusts. her breath hitched as she moaned out her appreciation, her hand gripping his backside that much tighter. the couch could fall apart, for all she cared, so long as he kept pile driving into her like that.

his kisses brought her back to reality, but hearing what he had to say unexpectedly tugged at her heart strings. was he trying to distract her from winning? she wouldn't let him get the upper hand that easy. with a tilt of her chin she deepened the kiss even further before biting at his lips.]

Don't go gettin' all mushy on me now... nnn, [she hooked one arm around his neck to keep him close before she snapped her hips forward to demand even more from him.] harder.

[It all boiled up to the surface at once and Nero could feel it between them. He could put the blame on the two of them just being pent up but the way Ryuuko changed her usual approach from a sheer drive for competition to earnest goading made itself stand out. The second he gave her a sense of normalcy, Ryuuko latched onto it and him by proxy. He liked the feeling of security in how they bounced off of one another but more so, feeling grounded by just how intense her eyes became when he watched her, moments before. What made him excited all through it had been the realization that she wanted him, even if he'd been an ass and he felt the same way about her.]

Careful, now. I'm pretty delicate, myself.

[Nero let the little surprise he'd thrown on Ryuuko earlier stand out on its own for a little bit. He teased her with that line lightly, Readily succumbing to the temptation to follow her very deliberately articulated demands, he moved one knee to shift his purchase on the sofa, responding with a heated sigh from his nostrils, giving Ryuuko all the agency she needed to deepen their kiss, his neck tilting to offer up an more convenient angle for her.

Already worked enough as it was just by Ryuuko gripping him from top to bottom, Nero grinned and gave Ryuuko what she ordered of him. He rolled his hips and moved more aggressively, the next sound coming up from between them being a dull 'slap' of his waist meeting her thighs, the contact between them ringing out more with the slick moisture between them. It was accompanied by a second, a third, a fourth movement and then even more once Nero found the right way to move his waist to bury himself into Ryuuko with the hard approach she urged from him.]

And, hey, I got you. [With the build-up of effort, Nero quickly brought up the pitch of his breathing, eager to work out even more of that energy with Ryuuko.] --You keep givin' me that lovey-dovey look and I'll give you just about anything.

Delicate my ass!

[just who did he think he was kidding with a bogus claim like that? he may have meant it sarcastically, but either way Ryuuko wasn't about to let it slide. if there was anything even remotely delicate regarding either of them it was the dangerous line they were currently treading. it would be fine, she thought, as long as neither of them tried to move too far too fast. except... it wouldn't be the first time her reckless behavior fucked her over. she's kinda made a life long habit of it....

kissing him made it a lot harder to try and keep a clear head, but there was no way she could have brought herself to stop. not when he tasted like everything she'd ever thirsted for, with a splash of grape. she moaned into his mouth, heels finding purchase against the backs of his thighs and digging in. she never wanted this to end.

the lewd slap of skin on skin rang out in the otherwise quiet apartment, and with each hilting Ryuuko's voice climbed a bit higher as she cried out, breathless and wanton. she raked her nails up over his back, damn near drowning in the ecstasy. she'd been content to carry on that way too, until the words "lovey-dovey" came spilling outta his mouth like a runaway truth-mobile and she suddenly very closely resembled a deer in headlights. it was then that self conscious feeling really took root- had she really looked at him like that? fear settled in her bones, though she outwardly did her best to breeze past her inner crisis with her usual sour demeanor. though, it all came off pretty awkward, at best. she stuttered over her own words as she vehemently sucked down air.]

Y-Yeah right! Keep dreamin'!

[with a pouty frown she closed her eyes (better safe than sorry) and tried to not have a nervous break down mid fuck. he was just teasing her, as usual. no way was he serious about it... it had to be yet another ploy to off her game, but it wasn't gonna work!]

L-Less chattin', more thrusting!

[she felt herself working up a sweat already, and she knew it'd only get hotter and more intense from this point on- she was counting on it.]

[A little grin propped itself on Nero's face for just a moment in the middle of them kissing, uninterrupted by Ryuuko's call on his bullshit. He'd probably have to deliberately stop riling her up at some point to make sure neither of them burst a blood vessel or two but he didn't think that moment was the one he needed to stop on. For the moment, it seemed absolutely fine. Still, that was temporary.

Between that exchange and the two of them working out tons of frustration through a series of what felt like ever-deepening and increasingly desperate kissing bouts, Nero dropped that line on her in a mixture of fishing and wondering if it would put her off her game a little. He'd been in the mood so readily the moment she started burying her fingers in him and looking for any and every way to gain purchase on him. The way Ryuuko clung to him added a level of fulfillment to it all that made him want to give it his all, the sofa withstanding. Every time she squeezed him, clung to him and breathed out in that pitch that told him she loved the way he'd been thrusting into her and working her up, Nero felt a bit more of that motivation build up. Her inner muscles clung to him, slick and hot in a way that threatened him with disappointment if he ever decided to pull away but what really caught him off guard hadn't been Ryuuko's enthusiasm.

It had been that tone of voice that broke away out of her and the way she squeezed her eyes shut to avoid looking at him. It jostled him right out of his smug little bluff. His jaw dropped the moment Ryuuko closed her eyes, briefly shocked by that mind-numbingly honest moment. Within the span of a breath, Ryuuko stuck backtracking on a misfire of a bluff, looked even more gorgeous to him. He wasn't sure if he was relieved or furious with that realization and that it took so long for him to consider it but the way she reacted, Nero assumed he'd been right. Instead of letting it rest there, Nero sucked in a breath and moved both hands square to Ryuuko's hips, taking the initiative to help pull her hips to meet his when he moved, determined to take his very sudden emotional frustration out on her.]

[she felt it the moment the mood shifted, it was all fun and games until he treaded a little too close to the fire with that last statement. in her embarrassment, Ryuuko kept her eyes closed and tried not to let her emotions get the better of her...

meanwhile Nero seemed to be venting his frustrations physically as opposed to orally- which to be fair, was precisely what she'd asked of him. she felt the pads of his fingers dig into her hips hard enough to bruise and wordlessly she'd worried if she'd struck a nerve. in her experience Nero wasn't much the type to behave seriously, not unless a situation called for it, so she had to assume he'd just been angling to mess with her with a line like that. she bit her lip and tried to banish those insecurities from her mind.

she turned her focus instead to how phenomenal the sex felt, slowly losing herself to the intensity building at her core. her hands drifted over the curve of his strong shoulders and down his chest, nimble fingers mapping out firmly sculpted muscle as they trickled south over his abdomen. absentmindedly Ryuuko felt her hair begin to cling at the back of her neck, dampened with sweat. her breaths grew increasingly shallow, her body drawing close to approaching it's limit. she didn't want to lose the bet, but at this rate she wasn't sure how much longer she could stave off her climax. she raised her arms to grip the arm of the couch just behind her head for better leverage, grinding her hips up against him furiously, unable to control herself. she wanted everything he gave her and more- so much more.]

[The little creaks of the soda had grown to be a bit distressing in the back of his mind but he couldn't place why. Nero, eager to let his venting transfer to how he handled Ryuuko, pulled her in with the harshness that she emulated on her own. He felt tiny bits of his frustration drift away with the way she'd moved to meet him but even more so at the gentle touch she laid on his chest. Compared to everything else, it had been more gentle than he expected. Nero felt himself seize up briefly in a new moment of frustration, moving his arms to give Ryuuko an easier means to grab hold of him. His fingers loosened and ran down her thighs, encouraging her to move the way she wanted, all while he felt himself boil over, a ball of tension building up in him.

Nero didn't mind losing but really hated feeling the way he did, dishing out frustration on her that way. If she wanted it hard, fine but for the moment, he felt like he was using her to just get out his cowardly thoughts about himself. Nero bowed his head again and kissed Ryuuko deeply the moment he brought down his pace, pulling his hands up along her thighs to keep her flush with him as he buried himself deep in her. Breaking away suddenly, Nero watched Ryuuko carefully, his expression left tired and worried. His voice came out much clearer and softer the next time he spoke, remorseful.

Even if it still sounded just a bit demanding. He couldn't quite burn out all that frustration at once.]

I feel the same way, alright? Just... tell me if you wanna be mine.

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