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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 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!

[her own hearing was a tad obstructed by the pounding sensation of blood rushing through her ears as she gradually winded back down off that high. her body shuddered involuntarily as his hand slid down her stomach and found her inner thighs, her sex still throbbed in the aftershock, overly sensitive to even the lightest bit of friction. with a whimper she'd squeezed her eyes shut, but somehow she managed to peek down at him with one eye open as she endeavored to catch her breath. watching that prideful smirk and stretch of his jaw muscles was all it took to have her burning up, needy for him all over again.]

I almost, squashed your head, like a grape...

[luckily, his head was hard as a rock.]

Yeah. I definitely felt that one.

[Fortunately, he didn't need to be stabbed to trigger the healing. Little aches and pains went away quickly, too. Strangely enough, he considered it lucky for once that the healing didn't exactly stop him from feeling pain. When it came to her scratching his back up or squeezing him hard with her thighs, Nero would admit that he wanted to feel every bit of it. Otherwise, what was the point in her getting that excited over him?

Smiling, he didn't quite try to get Ryuuko too antsy with his fingers. He just thought she wouldn't hate a little bit more on top of that orgasm--and one hot glance from her had him happily realize she was definitely still eager for more. He flushed a bit at it, starting to see just how much energy she had packed away.]

Can't say I'm exactly the best lay but I'll try my hardest, got it?

[with a roll of her eyes she pushed her upper body up off the mattress into a seated position, propping herself up momentarily with her arms while her chest still heaved in a desperate plea for more oxygen.]

I think you're underestimating yourself, for once. Usually it's the other way around.

[she reached for him, taking him by the shoulder and yanking him down to meet her halfway as her mouth caught his in a heated kiss. Ryuuko could taste herself on his lips and she wasn't quite sure how to feel about it. it was a little weird. not gross, just weird. but also... kind of a rush, in a way? the fact she left behind actual evidence of her having rubbed off on him... literally. if that makes her weird, then so be it.] Mnn, speaking of your hardest.. [she slid her hand down between them, palming his long forsaken erection.] someone's feeling neglected.

Edited (okok im done) 2021-07-21 04:25 (UTC)

Huh?

[He'd been all set and ready to naively dismiss her compliment but Ryuuko never usually gave him more than a half-second to respond to anything before stampeding him somehow. This time, he didn't mind the interruption at all--or the fact that she just about pulled him down to her with no effort at all. Sometimes, he forgot how strong she was and just how easily she could toss him around if she wanted to.

At the moment, he wouldn't mind if she did.]

Woa-- [He didn't mind it before she kissed him before he could throw a single complaint at her. Her lips took him and he met her in the middle smoothly. Earlier, he felt he'd taken an extra moment to adjust to kissing after so long but, much quicker than he expected, Nero fell into that habit with her. He wondered if he'd just been that eager and hadn't realized it until the moment took them.

When she broke away, Nero huffed a little bit, watching Ryuuko's hand from just below her bright blue gaze. When her fingers took him, he held a breath for a moment and then huffed. He could feel it through his stomach--that anticipaton. There was no small amount of appreciation for her grip on him. Ryuuko hadn't done much yet at all but that touch held the promise of her intent attention.]

Well, now that you mention it... It's been five minutes without any attention. I might be starved for it.

[she chuckled at the absurdity of his statement and her fingers curled to grip him a bit more firmly as she nosed into the crook of his neck. she liked the idea of having him watch, even if it added a bit more pressure to know he was watching. thankfully she was still riding high off endorphins and her confidence never wavered as she slid her hand back and forth from base to tip in slow experimental sweeps.]

Poor thing, [she trailed her lips up the column of his throat to nip at his ear before she soothed the bite with her tongue. she propped herself up on one elbow, sparing a glance between their bodies to get a better look at his package mid handling.] anything in particular that I can do to help?

[Ryuuko, not eager to let Nero get away with simply overwhelming her, bit back perfectly. He held his breath an extra moment when she ran her lips up him affectionately, positively dripping attractiveness. Nero felt himself drawing his fingers through the sheets in an effort to not just dive on her, sighing and grinned stupidly. The look in Ryuuko's eyes sealed the deal, though the kiss nearly had his attention stolen permanently. Her expression of dizzy confidence warmed Nero, though it did tempt him into trying to steal her attention, too.

As her fingers drifted down his stomach, Nero leaned forward just a bit to spread his own hand along the soft, taut run of her back. Her touch woke him easily and he realized he'd still been hard. More than he realized until Ryuuko's fingers gave him a polite reminder of what she'd been alluding to--]

Well, I dunno--does seem like you see something you like, though-- [He touched his cheek with Ryuuko's and noticed when she'd dropped her eyes between his legs--]

How about a game of chicken? [He made the suggestion shortly after his hand grabbed her ass, giving her a hard squeeze.]

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