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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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[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.

[she was close- so close. she felt herself teetering over the edge just before Nero's lips claimed hers for what must've been the hundredth time tonight. her brow furrowed as his pace slowed and she backed down off that mental ledge- she could still win this, she thought, as the kiss abruptly ended and Nero did the absolute last thing Ryuuko had ever expected.

blue eyes flew open wide in near panic at his declaration, her body flushed with an intense heat like nothing she'd ever felt. her heart must've skipped a beat- she must've forgotten to breathe- because in that moment there was nothing else in her whole world but Nero... looking back at her in a way that no one else had ever looked at her in her whole entire life. for the first time, Ryuuko felt seen.

she stared up at him, lips kiss swollen and slightly agape, eyes desperately searched his for answers to questions she couldn't find a voice to ask. she was in shock, there was no other way to describe it. it seemed too good to be true, for him to say something like that at a time like this. she'd never anticipated he wanted more from her, more than just two friends working out their frustrations on one another. it hadn't occurred to her that her heart wasn't the only one put at risk.

it felt like a dream, and if it weren't for the fact she could still feel Nero throbbing deep inside of her, she'd be utterly convinced that she'd passed out on the couch a long time ago and none of this had ever occurred at all. if that were true, then she might've never realized that Nero wanted her just as badly as she wanted him all along.

her chest heaved as she exhaled shakily, like a weight had been lifted. she felt her eyes begin to sting as a sea of emotion crept up on her all at once. it was then she remembered he'd asked her a question.]

I-Idiot.... you're seriously asking me that right now???

[it wasn't conventional at all... but that's what made it typical for them. Ryuuko summoned every last shred of courage she had, and barked a reply:]

O-Of course I do!

[Driven by the need to see how she felt, Nero hadn't thought about what she'd act like once she decided to acknowledge him being honest and direct with her in that blunt a way. He might have felt guilty before but by then it was just a natural form of progression for him. Nero couldn't stand his own cowardice. Ryuuko, despite all her bluster and aggressiveness, came to his defense more times than he could count. How many times could she help pull him up from his shitty perspective before he got the hint that she wanted to be around him as much as he could?

It was getting difficult trying to imagine a time without her.

The way she looked at him had Nero wondering if his heart would stop just by taking her in. It was a first, seeing her like that. He didn't want it to be the last either but at the cost of nearly killing her with that question, he felt like it would probably be a little while longer before he saw her look at him just like that again. Unless he were lucky. Nero's expression softened, his chest rising and falling slowly while they waited just until she barked out her response. Panicked, not furious. Then, at the last moment, she answered him with everything she had. Nero's lips turned into a smile, albeit hesitantly. He wasn't quite dotted with sweat yet but he was completely flush, nervous about what her answer would be, even if his instinct told him she'd say yes.]

Yeah. I'm bein' selfish.

[Slowly, gently, Nero lowered himself to press against Ryuuko again, wanting to apologize. He didn't know how to, though. His eyes, alight just by watching her and coming to realize how much he missed out of sheer stubbornness, spoke to Ryuuko, swallowing hard when he thought about how to keep going. Neither of them had changed, he realized. There was just a wall missing between them and he could look at her without any more filters. It was the one time he could really think that Ryuuko looked delicate since he'd met her.]

I'm yours. Alright?

Edited (i'm repetitive) 2021-06-17 03:05 (UTC)

[she'd been so uneasy, practically trembling with nerves after admitting something so raw. but then Nero smiled and Ryuuko felt that unpleasant tension evaporate in an instant. in it's place grew something much more warm and fuzzy, though she was still hesitant to allow herself to feel it so readily.

hearing something so simple and yet so profound as "I'm yours", two little words she'd longed to hear from him for as long as she could remember, filled her with a sense of pride. to know that she alone could call him hers, and he was the only person who could lay claim to her in return. that he even wanted to claim her at all was the most mind boggling part. all her life Ryuuko had searched for a place she felt she belonged, and it was right here in his arms all along.

she cupped his face, cradled his head in her hands, and gazed deep into his eyes before she kissed him. she hoped it would be enough to convey just how happy he'd made her. but just in it wasn't, when she pulled back a moment later she nudged her forehead to his and held him close against her. taking a deep breath, she nodded as an elated smile etched itself onto her lips, unable to hold back.]

You're mine.

[Ryuuko salvaged Nero's bitter irritation with himself so easily, he wondered where it all came from. When her expression changed, he felt himself start holding his breath, tensing when she reached up to draw him in gently and look him right in the eyes. Kissing her back slowly, Nero drew on quite a lot of that built-up frustration to return it, his lips pressing against hers, still swollen from the way they met aggressively earlier. Even knowing she'd say before she even said it wasn't enough to ready him for when she actually smiled back and said yes.

Repositioning his arms so he could hover just a bit above Ryuuko again and tilting his neck, admiring the smile on her face for a moment. He kissed her again, fleetingly, just so he could let the feeling linger on his lips a while longer.] Sounds like you win this round. What's your prize gonna be?

[their kiss felt different, not because of any change in technique- though it was notably far more gentle than the kisses that came before it. it felt fulfilling in a way she found difficult to pin down. it was as if a barrier had been taken down between them. Nero wasn't just some guy she decided to hook up with- though she would never reduce him down to that much. there was just something special about kissing her officially named boyfriend.

he'd posed such a distraction dropping a bomb like that, she'd all but nearly forgotten about their little wager.

Ryuuko's smile grew more mischievous as she lowered a finger to her lips and hummed thoughtfully, mulling over the possible benefits that came with her newfound position of power.]

'Dunno.... kinda feels like I've already hit the jackpot.

[she moved a hand to stroke his hair, combing through the front bits fondly.]

[In terms of how they felt, Nero knew there wasn't a big difference. He wanted to be around her from the start and spend as much time as he could with Ryuuko, making sure she was a part of a great deal of his life. What changed was that they were completely aware of those mutual feelings. One thought made the difference and he could tell. The warm feeling coloring his ears and making his heart race suddenly had much more definition and depth that he simply couldn't connect the dots on before.

A part of him felt bad that he'd never seen her smile quite like that but, as long as he let the truth out, Nero had the inclination she'd show it to him again. She'd always been sweet but he liked seeing her feel alright about admitting it for herself.]

Ain't you the charmer? [Slowly, Nero wrapped his arms around Ryuuko's waist and upper back, lifting her up onto his lap as he took a seat in that spot.]

How about we settle it like this? You're lookin' so goddamn cute, I don't wanna stop kissin' you.

[it was rare for her to feel unencumbered enough to let down her guard and to simply smile and enjoy just being in the moment. she'd become so closed off over the years, growing up isolated and misunderstood by everyone around her. that gruff exterior became a self defense mechanism, to keep other's at arms length, to prevent herself from inevitably getting hurt. but Nero was different, he understood that about her, he never tried to force his way in- and realistically he never had to.

her arms encircled his neck and shoulders at the same time his wrapped around her, welcoming that closeness and wanting nothing more than to surrender herself completely to that newfound feeling of complete and utter contentment. her brows lifted as he scooped her up without prior warning, gazing back at him in pleasant surprise as he shifted their positioning. she chuckled, voice light as a bell.]

What a sap.

[she shook her head and pressed closer until they were nose for nose.]

Am I really that cute, or are ya just sayin' that as an excuse to have me on top?

[He certainly felt snappy. He could have been satisfied with her putting her arms around him. It would have been fine if they stayed like that a while but he was still plenty excited and she had been too. Even if they hadn't moved much in some time, there wasn't any mystery behind it. Following her eyes for a moment longer, Nero's blue eyes lingered just long enough for them to come closer to one another and touch, his expression growing softer by the moment.

Nero, lightly and carefully, ran his fingers along Ryuuko's thighs, finding the backs of her knees to not-so-subtly encourage her to put them around his waist. There were few ways for them to get closer to one another. That was one of the few left.

Feeling even more amorous when she pressed against him, Nero took in a short breath, ecstatic over just how she felt pressed against him.]

'Yeah' to all three. But, mostly, you're hot and it should be pretty easy to make out while we fuck this way. That sound nice to you?

[the feel of his fingertips as they ghosted over the sensitive undercurve of her legs prompted her to suddenly shiver and her lips parted with a sharp little inhale. Ryuuko did as he wordlessly bid, she tucked both legs around his waist, ankles crossed behind him over his tailbone. soft silky thighs hugged his hips, the slick warmth that pooled between them made that much more evident as she shifted to make herself comfortable in his lap.

she liked this position already, and that was before he even gave his explanation.

hearing Nero comment on her looks outright like that had the tips of her ears burning. it was one thing to be called 'cute', and quite another to hear him say he found her 'hot'. though, given the circumstances, it couldn't really come as too big of a shock- he was balls deep inside her, for fucks sake.

with them both finally getting back on the sex track Ryuuko rolled her weight forward, squeezing his torso between her thighs like an anchor to ensure she could do that same movement again, fluidly. her lips dragged against his, not quite fully establishing a connection as she nodded and breathed out, hot and heavy against his mouth.]

Hell yeah, to all three.

[she grinned, proud of her cheeky little comeback.]

[Nero exhaled, his sigh coming out hot when Ryuuko moved around on his lap. At that point, they were still coupled, and neither lightened up on the other. He considered it proof the both of them were definitely enamored with the other through every second of it.

Without hesitation, he slid his hands back up her thighs and right back up to squeeze her ass. She didn't have the most leverage but that hadn't mattered, he noticed. She used her legs to grip him and move in that suspended position, prompted a grunt of satisfaction on his end, his member throbbing in her, wanting more of that rough squeezing and hugging.]

Heh, yeah. Yours was better. [He'd tease her otherwise but Nero warmed a bit from Ryuuko's weight resting on him, her hands and legs wrapped around him, happy to meet him the way they were. His attention put entirely on her Ryuuko's eyes, Nero held his breath a moment then moved against her again. He followed her parted lips with his, kissing her slowly once he began flexing his shoulders. He began helping Ryuuko out by moving her up and down on his lap, only going gently at first to find just the right way to move with her.

He had his suspicion that the both of them moving at once could be pretty rewarding. Besides--he was sure she wanted to work off plenty of steam, too.]

[she was surprised at how easy it all felt- not necessarily the motions themselves, but just being with him. it had always been effortless, getting to know him, forging their friendship, indulging in one another's company. she'd been drawn to him like a magnet since the beginning, so much so it was kind of scary. she'd always been the sort who forced herself not to get attached... but with Nero it was like a gravitational pull she never stood a chance fighting against.

it was the first battle she'd ever been content with losing.

she wasn't about to throw in the towel and give up on winning their little bet, though.]

Haven't you learned by now? I always come out on top.

[she took his enamored grunt as a sign she was on the right track, rocking her body in his lap. she was athletic enough that she could support herself well enough on her own, but having his strong arms voluntarily do the heavy lifting certainly made her life easier. she hummed a note of praise against his lips and returned his kisses with equal parts affection and passion. once it seemed like they had the hang of it, Ryuuko shifted her hips forward and back as Nero slid her up and down the length of his cock. every thrust felt deeper than the last and she moaned louder each time he filled her. her arms kept him close against her, her hardened nipples dragging against his chest as her breasts pressed and slid against him. he may have had his hands full, but she wanted to entice him to feel all parts of her.]

[It was grounding, having Ryuuko embrace him the way she had. From the moment he met her, she frustrated him to no end but he'd seen her turn her attitude into good things. Over time, it was clear she had a good heart and he liked seeing where it all came from. How she came to appreciate his company, he had no idea--but it gave him more relief than he liked to admit. He felt bad anytime he vanished and left her alone for work and projects, wondering how she fared alone. He didn't want to run that risk anymore--especially after the last long period he disappeared.]

Don't think this is a one-and-done, either. I'm still makin' you pay for that stain.

[Nero sighed, laughing just a bit when Ryuuko bit into him with another line, his legs spreading just a touch as she followed up with an eager shift of her hips to grind to meet him, the heated coiling of them meeting leaving him with excitement building up more and more. He was sure they could go at it even harder in another position but there was something magic in how Ryuuko rolled her body against his. He could feel the swell of her breasts rubbing him, leaving him eager for each way she chose to take him in. Building up quicker than he expected, Nero tilted his head to deepen that kiss, his tongue gliding with Ryuuko's in a soothing sync-up that had him boiling already, coming to love the way she squeezed him inside. His member throbbing with want each time he moved with her. Already, he was growing less confident he'd last with Ryuuko using every inch of her body to meet his.]

Edited (whoop) 2021-06-21 04:33 (UTC)

[Ryuuko was used to being on her own- it was one of the few constants in her life growing up. yet, strangely enough she still felt Nero's absence heavily enough to miss him whenever they were apart. it wasn't something she knew how to cope with in the best of ways. mostly she got moody and depressed. usually she took out her frustrations on whoever was stupid enough to piss her off. she'd always settled things with her fists, so why should dealing with her emotions prove any different? she'd often be cross with him for up and leaving her, but she could never stay mad at him for long. she was understanding about his work, but she really hated when he left her all alone... and she let him know it.]

Hah! You, should be thanking me. Without that stain, we prolly wouldn't be fuckin' right now...!

[she felt her breath quicken with excitement at his promise, already eager for "next time" before they've even finished. she couldn't blame him- she'd be lying if she said her mind hadn't already started to wander to all the other ways she'd imagined them going at it. like animals in heat.

each movement began to blend into the next, kissing and grinding and bouncing around in his lap. she could tell he was getting just as worked up, paying close attention to his breathing and how fast his pulse throbbed beneath her thumb as she pressed it to his neck, pawing at the juncture of his shoulders along his collar.]

If ya look at it thataway, you technically owe me one already... [she tilted her head to kiss at his neck a while, teeth raking up over the crux of his ear.] So, you plannin' to make me come? Or do ya need me to show you how it's done?

[Ryuuko unhooked her ankles and pressed her feet flat against the couch, using that anchorage to propel her movements, raising her hips and slamming them back down to take him in fast and deep. her whole body rattled from the force of the collision, but that didn't keep her from doing it again. and again. and again.] Fuck!

[Snorting, Nero tried out a laugh but it was buried fairly quickly when he felt Ryuuko work on hammering him with just the right angle. He wanted to build up even more of a sweat, the muscles in his arms tightening in an effort to keep moving with her without interrupting any of the petting she'd been doing. The gentle kissing from before had him won over but he was growing even more fond of just how desperately Ryuuko embraced him by then, as if she wanted to make sure they shared every breath and groan in tandem. Each time she moved, he followed and occasionally paused, locking in closely with her to steal her breath with a tightly sealed kiss. It made him dizzy but he had to guess it stole her focus anytime they found those moments.]

Hey, y'know... [A breath. He had to think a little more carefully from that point on.] We'd fight about other shit... Somethin' stupid--

[Nero easily fell in love with the feeling of Ryuuko's fingers gripping him and burying into him, made frantic what felt like completely raw lust at that point. It made sense to him, anyway. Life fibers and demon blood--the second he thought about just how much raw power the two of them had, he had to expect that there wasn't a single chance in hell that either of them were going to let the other get away with being gentle all the time. The second she found the right way to take him in and slam into his hips, Nero heard the couch creak again and he let out a harsh growl from the back of his throat.]

What, you think I'm just gonna act like some kinda brute on a--

[The slick, hot coiling of Ryuuko's inner walls clinging to him and the sharp pitch of her backside coming down on his lap had been a firecracker, setting him off again. He shifted his knee immediately to get leverage to move his hips, meeting her back with the same force, hissing out his built-up frustration all at once, too. Part of it had been the build-up of adrenaline and the rest had been Ryuuko finding a way to work his nerves up into a frenzy with that one move. He only realized then that his hair-trigger had been put right to the test all in one word, Nero burying his face into Ryuuko's neck as he let loose and started slamming into her, his voice turning considerably more savage in a single breath.

He'd need to remember to ask her to do that again.]

[Ryuuko felt herself getting carried away, that innate primal hunger of the life fibers inside of her winning out. every inch of her was on fire, the muscles in her legs burned from the strain she put on them to keep her body moving but that didn't stop her. she wanted more and she was prepared to do everything in her power to tempt him into giving it to her, such a greedy little thing. his hot kisses made her melt, like putty in his hands, eager to soak up every ounce of affection he gave her.

she didn't doubt for a second that they would've found something else to argue about, if not for the stain on the couch- but the fact remained that was what set them down this path. her indirectly forcing him to get undressed, which allowed her to ogle him, which in turn allowed him to gauge her interest in a different light. they'd been dancing around the underlying sexual tension for so long, it might've gone on forever if not for the way tonight's events had unfolded.

for Ryuuko, she hadn't wanted to run the risk of doing anything to jeopardize their friendship. it was too important to her, losing it for the sake of relieving her physical frustrations had been out of the question. luckily, it seemed like she no longer had to choose between the two. she could have her cake and eat it too.

Ryuuko felt her stomach tighten at the core, tension bubbling up inside. the bet was a faraway thought by that point- drowned out entirely by the feral sounds Nero made against her neck, heightening her excitement that much more. she refused to stop or slow for anything and thankfully Nero seemed to be on board, ramming into her with impressive force. she clung to him, her cries growing desperate as she approached her limit. she buried a hand in his hair, holding him fast against her as her own head fell back with a scream the moment her orgasm ripped through her. in that moment, she could've sworn she'd seen stars. she shuddered violently, muscles gripping him tight from every angle as she clamped down on him like a vice. her back arched and her toes curled under, savoring each wave of pleasure as it crashed into her, taking her by storm. she'd lost the bet, but she'd still won the best prize a girl could ask for.]

[The rushing sound of blood pumping through his ears drowned out a great deal of his own breathing and Ryuuko's but it didn't conceal any of her screaming. He could hear it and he could feel the wooden frame of the sofa snap completely through the middle once he grounded his straight through it. He'd been standing up with her at that point, hunched with Ryuuko dragging him in closer with each harsh thrust of his hips. He could have sworn she'd been boiling him up, squeezing him with every intent to keep him in place.

He'd admit that he was relieved for it all--the fight and the frustration that came with it. If not for the two of them bouncing off of each other so aggressively, he might not have built up the steam to come right out and ask her how she felt. He wouldn't have left her either way but he'd feel something was lacking out of it. Later when he was bruised and tired, he'd wince when he thought about how cowardly he thought he'd been acting before. Vital to how he treated Ryuuko, Nero wanted to be dead certain he was up to her standards. The thought in his mind had always been that she deserved a hell of a lot.

Screaming and squeezing him hard, Nero felt Ryuuko stiffen for a short while, though it didn't slow him down at all. He'd gotten so close, wanting to at least say 'sorry' for not giving her a break the second she came. His eyes, half-lidded, glazed over in what felt like an eternity of movement, Nero kept burying himself in her even as he felt the spasm of her grip around him grow even tighter, layering him with a wave of sensation close to pressure building up in an instant. He held onto it a little longer, still moving even as he came, hissing 'Fuck' over and over into the small of Ryuuko's neck until he felt his voice collapse into the sound of heavy panting, his back straightening and his hands holding firmly onto Ryuuko's backside, his movement slowing to a crawl. Even if it was slowly, he still rolled his hips and slide in and out of her, drawing out his orgasm greedily as long as he possibly could.]

[Ryuuko was on cloud nine, the sound of the couch collapsing beneath them prompting that forced alteration in their positioning didn't register at all. she was far too caught up in the euphoric sensation of coming harder than she ever had in her life. losing herself again and again as Nero continued to drive into her at break neck speed until he too was able to hurtle himself over that ledge. she felt him pulse deep inside her and she knew in that moment he was done for. that in combination with the muffled string of curses he exhaled against her throat was a dead give away.

her body continued to tremble even as his thrusts gradually slowed, winding down off that high in slow motion. every inch of her felt raw on the heels of her orgasm, even the slightest touch was enough to overload her senses. truthfully it was all she could do to just breathe in and out, panting for air. her limbs had wound so tight around him that they'd gotten locked up- a blessing in disguise since neither one of them could really relax at the moment.

slowly she lifted her head, heavy as it felt her neck would've snapped if she'd let it hang back unsupported like that for much longer. she bowed inward, thumping her forehead against his shoulder and leaning there against him for support. Ryuuko swallowed, mouth dry, she couldn't form words just yet. her brain felt like a fried motherboard with little sparks still zapping through her nervous system.

talk about a grand finale.]

H-holy shit... [He wasn't even sure what they could have possibly done to escalate it anymore than that. Ryuuko left bruises on the back of his thighs and the small of his back and little sharp impressions in his shoulders and neck. It stung even then but it left him full of a sense of pride he had no idea he could feel. Spending most of his life not knowing that feeling, he didn't quite understand that it was simple love and adoration. Nero slipped his hands from Ryuuko's backside to her thighs, figuring it would be more comfortable for her that way. She was still clinging to him hard--something he wasn't quite ready to give up yet.

They came to an understanding that left him warm, happy, and full of love. He couldn't get enough of that feeling, slipping his head a bit lower to rest his cheek on the top of Ryuuko's head, satisfied by the soft feeling of her breath against his shoulder.

Nero, slowly felt his heart catching up to the rest of him. His muscles were locked in place but he knew better than to skirt with disaster by trying to stay standing when he felt like he'd just gotten into an actual fist-fight with Ryuuko. The two of them were flushed, sweating and out of breath, barely able to compose themselves. He'd only slept with someone once before and it had been like a quiet stroll in comparison to the harrowing death race they put themselves through. Nero slowly lowered himself onto the unbroken part of the sofa, sitting down with Ryuuko still held against him--though he made an effort to slip out of her and pull off the condom, shakily tying it off and tossing it across the apartment, into the trash.

In that moment of pure, unfettered clarity, he only had one word in mind:]

Jackpot.

Holy shit.

[she finally managed to find her voice right around the same time as Nero had- they were the first words that came to mind and evidently they were in full agreement about that. Ryuuko heaved a breathy, broken up laugh, still desperately fighting to refill her lungs and really just in complete awe of how intense the last few minutes had been. they were both a disheveled mess, after what felt like the most vigorous workout of her entire life. Ryuuko knew it wouldn't be long before bruises in the shape of Nero's fingerprints camouflaged her ass and thighs. a realization that, strangely enough, made her more happy than angry. there was something about knowing they'd each both left their mark on the other that delighted her to no end.

finally, after what felt like a long moment spent in physical shock, Nero had moved to sit and Ryuuko was grateful because that meant she could attempt to relax her limbs that suddenly felt ten times heavier than normal after overworking her muscles to such an extent. she remained huddled against him, nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck as her fingertips dragged a lazy winding path down his outer arms before hanging limp at her sides. Ryuuko breathed him in deep, faint traces of whatever brand of soap he used mingling together with the shared scent of sweat and sex, their own personalized concoction.

Ryuuko scoffed against his throat, shaking her head.]

Is that really all you can say??

[her words feigned irritation when in truth she was too high on an overabundance of serotonin to be bothered by much of anything.]

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