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[He thought he'd proven it. Nero stirred a bit, surprised when Ryuuko seemed to bolt upon him, almost like she was suddenly going to fall off of him. The feeling of her palm straightening out to push the two of them apart left him shocked, his jaw agape. He'd feel guilty later for not thinking more before he said it but he couldn't help the look that came across his face. It hurt, even if he realized he pushed too hard. It hurt because he knew he'd still want her there even if she turned down that kiss, earlier.

But, it couldn't possibly be enough to just say it. She experienced it over the course of time with him--the fact that he was constantly with her.]

I didn't. All of it's real. [He wasn't angry with her in the slightest but he still felt his chest boiling up. Before her, he lost everyone. He knew life was too short to spend it being dishonest with himself or hesitating. So, when an opportunity presented itself, he lunged at it, desperate. Nero's hands came up, his fingers Ryuuko's arms, his teeth gritting.]

I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it. You know that.

[Ryuuko's pulse raced, her heart thumped even harsher than it had during climax. it hurt- god did it hurt to reject his words when in reality she so very desperately wanted to believe them. she wanted it to be the truth, more than anything, but she was terrified of allowing herself to accept it. the idea that someone could love her... a fucking, parasitic inhuman concoction created solely for the purpose of becoming a weapon to end mankind. even if she'd proved Ragyo wrong and defeated the life fibers and saved the earth and everyone on it from certain doom... she still couldn't move past the mentality that she was a monster deep down.

even knowing that, even seeing her at her worst, Nero never left her side. in a way she felt bonded by the fact they were both monsters on the inside, yet neither allowed that fact to define them. so why then was is so hard for her to wrap her brain around the idea that Nero loved her? that two people so similar could share a deeper connection that stretched beyond a simple kinship with one another.

Nero grabbed her by the arms and she flinched, lifting her head to stare up at him in absolute terror. her mouth had never felt so dry as she struggled to form the words to reply.]

I-I.....

[Ryuuko gulped, desperately wanting to look anywhere else but finding she couldn't break eye contact.]

I don't understand... Why???

[He didn't want to question it. The shadows the two of them cast were gnarled monsters that would terrify anyone looking upon them but Nero hadn't felt closer to anyone as he felt with Ryuuko. He liked to think it was sweet that someone made to crush others could check in with a slob like him just to make sure he hadn't croaked from drinking the whole night before.]

You make me pissed off all the time. [Stern, as if it were a lecture. His gaze boiled into hers, almost threatening. Nero wanted Ryuuko to know how he felt and she had to believe it. Nothing was more important than that. He had to be honest, not sweet. Serious. Not pleading.]

You test me all the goddamn time. I thought, a couple years back when we met... That you were just acting tough to piss me off and you just needed a place to put your head down for a bit but I--I saw what you were really like, Ryuuko. I know why you fought like hell. I love you and it.

[He relaxed his grip on her, feeling her tension shift. It wasn't gone but she stopped pushing him back and he couldn't break from looking at her. He had learned to accept he was just as much a demon as he was human before he met her though it still made him feel self-conscious when he let his guard down. She hadn't seen him turn into a demon until the last month or so and she didn't look anything more than curious. Maybe excited. Her connection to her mother had been telling but from the start he decided it meant nothing to him. It was just an interesting tidbit about her.

What mattered was how awesome her triangle choke was and how she'd always check if he was okay after a match, too shy to ask out loud. How she'd be loud and rude one moment then wait to see if he was angry to slip in a 'sorry' as subtly as possible. What mattered was that she made it clear that she didn't want to go, either. He hadn't known what it all was until they were forced to confront it.

She looked afraid but he already knew what it really was. It was the same fear he felt when he thought she'd decided she didn't need a free guest bed to crash on anymore.]

I would've just been fine being around to make sure you were never alone but... you kept spending time with me and I realized I'd be unhappy if you decided to move on past me.

[it certainly felt like Nero was telling her off, but what he said just didn't add up. Ryuuko could do little else but sit and listen to his explanation, left even more bewildered by the words coming out of his mouth. even so, she couldn't bring herself to contest any of it. everything he said was the truth, she knew that much. Nero never lied to her.]

What... What kind of reasoning is that? I piss you off??? And you love me for it??? D'you realize how batshit crazy you sound?

[she felt like her body was a machine on the verge of overheating, steam might as well have pumped from her ears with how worked up she was. Ryuuko couldn't explain why she felt so elated to hear him say he'd be unhappy without her around. though if she had to guess, it's probably because she'd feel the exact same emptiness if Nero ever decided to pick up and leave for good. she couldn't imagine a life for herself without him in it- wasn't that telling enough?]

H-How do you know???

It ain't crazy. I don't like arguin' with anybody else. It's cause I... I know you have fun with me and you're all about upping the ante.

[It was hard to articulate even after he figured out what it really was.

It was easy for him to be wildly frustrated and confrontational but knew he couldn't let it be the only way for him to tell her. Ryuuko had it just as hard as he did and she somehow scrambled together a life. He tightened his fingers a little and then loosened them from Ryuuko's arms to rest on her thighs. Her expression was familiar but still new in the corners. Something in what he said had snagged her and he wasn't sure if she'd have the same idea in mind as he did.

It had been in the back of his mind.]

If you don't wanna say it back, okay. I already get how you feel.

[there were a number of things Ryuuko wasn't good at, expressing how she felt openly and honestly when it came to matters of the heart was high up on that list. she'd purposely closed that part of herself off- or so she'd thought. it was the only way to keep herself from getting hurt when her feelings were inevitably rejected. she didn't see herself as the sort of person someone else could love, not really. once someone saw the real her, wouldn't they be frightened? she chased the idea of love away any chance she got, convinced it wasn't in the cards for her. she never wanted that feeling if it meant she'd eventually lose it.

and yet, here she was now wanting nothing more than to hear Nero tell her he loved her again and again.

he knew what she was and he accepted her for it. he never once hesitated to extend his hand to her, never turned her away. how could she not see it all this time, hadn't he made how he felt perfectly clear? so then ... why was she still holding back like some coward??]

How can you possibly say you know how I feel when I can't even manage to wrap my head around it myself???

[Nero cleared his throat, looking from Ryuuko to a nearby window. Down the street, he could hear a guy trying to start his car in vain. Even if he tried to conceal it, he wouldn't do any good. Nero couldn't read her expression.

Softly, he reached up to press his hand on the center of Ryuuko's chest, his expression becoming a little softer.]

I know you can hear it, too. If you didn't feel that way about me, it'd be... calmer.

[He could say one thing about her. Ryuuko wasn't all expletives and explosive anger--else he really wouldn't have wanted to back her up as much as he did.]

Plus, you'd have laughed if I was dead wrong. And... well, you got like this when you kissed me earlier.

[He felt like it, at least. Nero's heart was beating fast too, almost out of disbelief. Even if she hadn't said it, Nero was fine knowing she wanted him. Out of all the storms raging in his heart, that one became a sunny shore to rest on.]

[she could feel it, the heavy thump thump thump of her heart rattling inside around inside her ribcage. that much louder now that he'd drawn attention to it. the warmth from Nero's hand was comforting, like he was shielding her heart, protecting it and keeping it safe without her ever having to ask him to.

slowly she slid one hand overtop of his, keeping it there against her. her other hand remained pressed to his chest, but while she'd initially placed it there to create distance... she realized now it only made her feel that much closer. her touch lingered over his heart, mirroring his gesture, where she could feel his pulse was racing just as fast, if not faster.]

I-I... m'not sure I even know what love is supposed to feel like... b-but... I know that, I want to be with you.

[He was struck quiet with Ryuuko returned the gesture. He knew she wouldn't say it to him then and there. Even if it made him feel sad and angry for the way she'd been treated, he understood it wouldn't be fixed just by him getting angry and yelling at anyone involved. It was something he had the power to help her through but it all boiled down to the same persistence he always showed.

What mattered was that she knew how it felt. Once it left his lips, he didn't have the weight of it on his heart. Besides, he couldn't even put words or an explanation to the elation he felt when Ryuuko looked right back at him and watched him, her beautiful blue eyes in a state of suspended disbelief and the feeling she couldn't quite place, yet.]

I don't know the full some of it. [Nero bent forward, slipping both hands to Ryuuko's waist to pull her in close to him, resting his face in the nape of her neck.]

I just know what I know. If you wanna figure it out, I'll be right there with you. Like always.

[Ryuuko's expression wilted with the guilt of not being able to tell him what she knew he desperately wanted to hear. but for her to say that to someone, she wanted to mean it without a shadow of a doubt. strictly speaking it was a lot for her to process. she had repressed those kinds of emotions for as long as she could remember to the point that actually allowing herself to feel them was almost unnatural. while it initially served as a self defense mechanism to keep herself from being hurt, over time it become a part of herself she'd grown to resent. an apology perched on the tip of her tongue but she bit it back, knowing he wouldn't want her to apologize for that part of herself.

it seemed like new territory for both of them, nevertheless Nero seemed keen to simply roll with the punches and work through it, together. that meant more to her than he would ever know.

the desire to be close in that moment was mutual, and Ryuuko's breath hitched as his hands gently gripped her waist. despite how intensely they'd been going at it moments ago, the feeling of his hands on her bare skin was still new. everything about the way he touched her now gave her butterflies, how he pulled her in and buried his face in her neck, like he just couldn't get enough. Her arms slid around his middle to return his embrace, pressing a kiss to his shoulder as she leaned her cheek against it. her fingers traced up the length of his spine, settling the heels of her palms against his shoulder blades as she gripped him a little tighter.]

M'not goin anywhere.... Hell itself couldn't chase me away.

[Seeing Ryuuko teeter on that edge had Nero a little worried but he knew he should have known better. She joked and teased to get out of taking a lot of things seriously, even when they were important to her. It made him angry with her often enough when he failed to understand what the reason behind it had been but once he began to understand, he took it less and less personally. At a time like that, though, he was still relieved. It was the most progress either of them had made with anything emotionally driven in years.

Even if she just poked her head in once in a while, he knew it would still be enough.

He stood up suddenly when Ryuuko kissed his shoulder and rested against him, making a sudden gait towards his bedroom, taking a deep and uneven breath at what she'd said. It was embarrassing to say but Nero would plainly admit that line of hers completely stole his attention all over again. His heart was racing and, as he got to the door, he conjured the spectral hand again--grabbing the box of condoms from the side table rather than taking one.]

Of course you gotta say shit like that...

[Ryuuko gave a tiny squeak as Nero stood up off the lopsided couch with a sudden sense of urgency as he took off towards his bedroom. looking over his shoulder she could finally see the sorry state of his sofa, it's wooden frame snapped and splintered down the center.]

O-Oi, your couch...!?

[heat crept into her cheeks and down her neck as she drew the most obvious conclusion- but also, how had she not realized it sooner?? her head was already spinning when the blue glow of his spectral wing flickered to life, seizing her attention as he made a grab for not one- not two-- but the entire box of condoms. if her face wasn't already completely red before, it sure was now.]

Nero!?

I'll fix it.

[He didn't even really know what he was saying. Nero's mind, as it had been, was far, far away from couch-related matters. His other spectral hand shot over to the window to draw the shades in, flooding the room with darkness, save for the light in the hall. He didn't have it in him to think too far in the future. What did he need? Ryuuko. Condoms. Bed.

He didn't respond quiet the way she expected but it was a natural reaction for him. Nero wasn't exactly one to half-ass his feelings, so subtlty was simply out the window.

He put one knee on the edge of the bed, come down with Ryuuko gently and kissing her before just about pressing her into it with his upper half, kissing her and working on pursuing the blaring trumpet in the back of his head demanding he give her what she wanted. His hands searched her thighs and backside, clearly not finding what he wanted but still willing to look through rough touches, squeezing Ryuuko's curves with an urgent grip.]

[four hands were certainly better than two, in this instance especially. seeing as how Nero managed not only to carry her into the bedroom but grab the necessary supplies and secure their privacy all at the same time. which meant his body never had to leave hers from the start of their journey to the moment her back hit the mattress.

the kisses he gave burned through her, his raw need for her surged to the forefront. everything from the way he pinned her body beneath his, to how forcefully he staked his claim on her lower half spoke volumes. Nero was a man on a mission, hellbent on sating a monstrous appetite. she ached for his touch anywhere and everywhere, heaving a petulant whine between kisses whenever his attention strayed too quickly. chasing after tiny gasps of equal parts shock and pleasure that managed to escape here and there against his lips when he'd squeeze her a little too sharply. they were sparks on the short path to re-igniting that fire they'd only just doused minutes earlier... or maybe it had never truly gone out.]

Hnn-- looking for something...?

[she teased from under him, breathless and writhing. even in the dark it was easy to see her pupils had dilated, fully enamored by that small taste of how relentless he could be once he seized control.]

[There was too much to do and think about. Overwhelmed by choice, Nero did what he thought of first and stuck to it, still wanting even more. Ryuuko welcomed him completely, his hips rolling against hers as an urgent reminder of what he'd been building up to all over again, his hardness pressing against her bare stomach and throbbing in response to that contact all by itself. If he were more self-aware he might have tried to seem subtle but the way he recaptured her lips all over again, pointed him elsewhere.

At her teasing, he huffed and pressed his mouth to her neck again, knowing he wouldn't be ablem to keep either of them completely satisfied with kissing alone. Nero quietly lowered himself, kissing down between her breasts as both his hands placed themselves firmly against her knees and shoved them apart with more gentleness than one would expect for someone who looked as heated and and desperate than he had. He kissed his way down her until he was between her legs, running his tongue along her mound urgentl and borderline angrily.

For once, he was going to let actions speak uninterrupted.]

[it would've been impossible not to feel that needy throb against her tummy, a quick glance between them confirmed her suspicion regarding the source. she was pleasantly surprised to find he was raring to go all over again, and so soon. though, in retrospect it made sense when she considered his outstanding displays of stamina in other arenas.

she was reluctant to let his mouth slip out of reach from her own, but quickly changed her tune when it became vividly apparent precisely where he was headed. ocean blue eyes stretched a bit wider and her skin flushed a light pink as his lips trailed down her sternum. butterflies swirled anxiously in the pit of her belly as his hands forced her legs apart, gentle but no less demanding. a quiet whimper sounded against pursed lips as she watched him lower himself all the way down, unable to look away. her hands gripped the bedding beneath her, tight as can be, as a stuttered gasp tore through her throat the moment his wet tongue delved between her legs with heightened purpose.]

F-Fuck! Nero. [his name, in the form of a breathless plea, was just about all she could stammer out as a white hot bolt of pleasure shuddered through her. she hadn't realized how badly she'd been craving his mouth on her until he proved dead set on supplying it.]

[He assumed it must have taken a lot for Ryuuko to give him as much as she had and it left him with a rumbling in his chest that he realized had been his heart working overtime to cope with the expression on her face when she gave him as much as she could. It was just natural that he wanted to pry even more out of her, desperate to see and hear more of the side of her that had her so eager to hold onto him earlier.

Nero held her up by his hands, his fingers gripping the backs of her thighs just hard enough to let her know he liked her exactly like that. Something told him he wouldn't be getting much of an argument on positions anytime soon, though. With Ryuuko bunching up the sheets beneath her, Nero could feel her urgency build up the more he ran his tongue over her until he simply gave her the most confident tease he could muster, the tip of his tongue slipping into her entrance and running up, hinting at something he'd been eager to do.

That was something he wanted her to ask for, somehow.]

[a part of her felt like she couldn't measure up to what Nero needed, like she'd somehow failed him by being unable to say those three little words back. despite his reassurances a part of her still felt like she'd been letting him down by not saying it. it weighed heavy on her mind and on her heart, but Nero seemed determined to convince her that being together here and now was all that mattered. his one track mind proved contagious, and pretty soon all she could think about was how desperately she needed him to claim every inch of her.

her breath quickened, fingers twitching as he drew her lower half up off the mattress and proceeded to dive right in. she barely managed to contain a girlish squeak in response to his initial teasing, trembling as his hot breath fogged down over her mound. she wriggled her hips a little, impatient up until the moment his tongue dipped lower to probe her entrance and then drag that hot line up--] D-Don't stop! J-Just a little higher, Nero, please. [her voice was a feral growl by that point, just barely choking the words out- Ryuuko wasn't above begging if it meant getting his attention where she ached for it most.]

[He liked to think he was patient enough to find out what he had to do to please but Ryuuko trampled that thought right where it stood, the jolt of muscle in her thighs and her uplifted hips giving him a fair bit of insight until she answered his question so directly that he nearly felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise. He grinned just a slight bit, unseen before he followed her reasonable demand to the letter. The thought crossed his mind as he wondered just how badly she had that one pent up and if he could even give her what she needed but it was just as easily stamped out as well when he realized, just by means of her following his tongue with the way she shifted her hips and her weight, that he was guessing correct.

He relaxed his jaw just a little, running his tongue hot against Ryuuko, rubbing the full length of his tongue over her labia and clit, repeating the motion slowly and then moving up and down the same way to see which she wanted more out of him. It was genuine testing on his part, knowing at the very least that he had to experiment a little to see just what riled her up and he'd already gotten the impression that she'd let him know, vocally, whether or not he was the right way to build her up and stimulate her.

Those muscles in his neck weren't quite for show.]

[go figure, Ryuuko was just as bossy in the bedroom as she was outside of it. if Nero was in need of direction, she wouldn't hesitate to point him down the right path, using any and all means at her disposal. thankfully, he seemed to be picking up those less than subtle clues and running with them.

it made sense, Nero always had been a fast learner... it used to piss her off, how easily new things seemed to just come naturally to him. but at this point and time Ryuuko felt only gratitude. he was already so carefully attuned with her body language that she really didn't feel he needed much more than a healthy dose of validation, which she was more than eager to provide.

her body seized up the instant his tongue found her clit, throwing her head back against the mattress as her mouth fell open with a throaty moan.] R-Right there..! [if she had a bit more self awareness she might've been embarrassed by the needy way her voice strained and cracked in the pursuit of more pleasure. but as it was, she hadn't the sense of mind to care. the only thoughts in her brain revolved around getting Nero to focus his attention there, where the resulting stimulation proved the strongest.

she easily became equal parts inflamed and infuriated whenever his tongue strayed elsewhere, forcing her to clench her thighs in around his head and shift her hips around in a greedy effort to bring him right back up. amidst her frustration she reached a hand down between her legs to latch onto the back of his head, pressing his face in closer and rocking up to meet it. she needed more, and it was becoming quickly apparent that there would be no holding her back if Nero wasn't going to put in the additional effort to keep that dominant side of her contained.]

[He hadn't even thought about it beyond the first noise that came out of her. As far as Nero was concerned, every noise Ryuuko made was a 'yes' or a 'no' and he just had to pick out which of the two they were. Up to that point, she hadn't quite shown any dissatisfaction with what he'd been doing but that judgement seemed a bit shallow. He'd been rubbing her with his tongue, making slow circular motions and trying to follow just how she squirmed with him, his eyes bolting open when he felt her hand grip the back of his head and shove him flush against her as if to say Do it.

He let out a muffled "Mmmhmm" before doing exactly that. Nero leveled a hot breath against Ryuuko's sex, complying the one way he could think of--by doing something he was very good at, simply burying his tongue into her, his hands slipping over her thighs to help keep her steady and so he could run his fingertips over her, reaching up to run up her bare stomach, finding her breasts easily--as she made it clear she was eager to support how his face was tipped against her.]

[Nero certainly wouldn't have to concentrate too hard on whether or not Ryuuko approved of something, she'd made that part easy for him. with her fingers wound through his hair at the crown, she'd give a light tug to guide him in the right direction if something he tried wasn't doing it for her. not that she disliked any of it, to be fair, it's just that she's known for being a touch impatient. with her legs draped over his shoulders she found it easier to rock herself against his face, stroking his head affectionately and moaning out disjointed words of praise whenever a taste of pure bliss fizzled through her nerve endings.

the sensation of his voice vibrating against her sex, of his tongue slipping in and out of her, of strong, calloused hands mapping her torso- keeping track of any one feeling to the next became impossible as she melted completely beneath their combined force. her stomach tightened as his fingers traced over the toned muscles of her abdomen in their upward path, breath catching the moment they found her breasts. his hands were so warm and her body felt so hot, like a volcano about to erupt with molten lava coursing through her veins.

Ryuuko swallowed, teeth catching her bottom lip in anticipation of summoning the willpower necessary to NOT give his neighbors a second reason to file a noise complaint in one night. though in practice it didn't prove nearly as effective, even going so far as to cover her mouth with her free hand to muffle the sound. everything Nero was doing felt so deliciously good, and she knew if he kept this up she'd be screaming his name in no time. the more he gave her, the harder it was to keep still.]

[The natural response to just about any sound Ryuuko made was to dive in and bury himself in deeper. There was definitely a limit but no one could say he wasn't trying. He had to follow it--the feeling that she put in him. The simple act of her running her fingers through his hair had him desperate to please. The moment Nero felt that need, it was more than enough for him to push. His jaw would ache but her reaction was inspiring enough. With his tongue flexing and rubbing against her upper walls, Nero found himself a bit too distracted to do with his hands exactly what he would have liked.

His fingers curled, giving Ryuuko's breasts a little squeeze, albeit in exchange for a moment's pause with his tongue. Maybe he'd need a little more practice.

The taut feeling of her stomach against his arm came with a bit of flex as Ryuuko's breath hitched. Her chest rose and fell with her breathes and the warmth of her had been burning him up. It was difficult to want to do everything under the sun all at once. He wouldn't be able to keep his attention in one place at that rate. Instead of pushing his luck, Nero dedicated himself to what she seemed to want just a bit more than the rest of the sensations he buried into her. He was sure Ryuuko wanted to be gripped and held more but with his a new tilt of his head, he found the ideal way to stroke Ryuuko's inner muscles with his tongue, pressing up over and over, weighing into her with every intention to earn that next noise complaint.]

[Ryuuko couldn't exactly fault him for being scatterbrained, not when she was barely keeping a slippery grip on her own composure. it was a lost cause, really. her breaths came quick as tension built low at her core, like tightly wound springs embedded in her thigh muscles, or like a jack-in-the-box prepped to POP. and the music that played as Nero relentlessly spun the lever was a melody of breathless squeaks and wanton cries that she proved utterly incapable of holding back by that point. moaning through spread fingers as his grip cinched around the tender peaks of her breasts. she wanted more than anything for him to touch her more, to squeeze harder, her body ached for it- but it wasn't willing to sacrifice the delicious sensation bubbling up between her legs.

Nero had seemed to have gotten more than a little acquainted with the lay of the land by then, and Ryuuko couldn't have been any more thankful that her assistance was no longer necessary. she sank back into the mattress, basking beneath every carefully curated swipe of his tongue and vocally reaffirming every effort to drive her mad with pleasure. her fingers curled against his scalp as her chest heaved, her voice growing increasingly distraught with each noise she made getting louder and climbing higher the closer she got to climax. until her jaw slacked completely with a shuddering gasp. her back arched up off the bed as her legs seized tight around his head- damn near crushing his skull between her thighs like a watermelon. all while her entire body shook with wave after wave of convulsions and she cried out his name, over and over again. she'd lost track of how many times she'd uttered it, her voice dissolving into sweet unintelligible nothings until the pleasure gradually subsided several satisfying seconds later. after all tension had successfully evacuated her body Ryuuko practically collapsed back against the mattress with heavy limbs, flushed and panting for breath.]

[For some reason, he couldn't hear Ryuuko's voice anymore. His eyes darted open all at once and he felt the weight of supple, muscular thighs closing in around his head, just about cutting off any sound. A glance up in the fairly dark room showed him little other than Ryuuko's bare stomach and the backs of his hands, squeezing her breasts roughly from the sides.

He could feel the moisture around his tongue build up more when her inner muscles began fluttering, leaving him with the sensation of her spasming around his tongue and against his lips. It took a few more moments for her to relax and let go of him, which allowed him to sit up. He sat on his knees, running one hand along Ryuuko's stomach and between her thighs, idly playing with her while he flexed his jaw, wondering out loud with a proud little smirk--] I forgot just how strong your legs are... Not bad at all!

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