artisticliberty | [imeeji

[he bites his knuckles with a low moan, and nods, hips finding a rhythm with haru's]

Yes.

[ Her breath is just as hitched as his. Sounds and moans finding their way out of her. ]

Off, then.

Then--here, lift yourself up for a moment?

[as he peels his underwear off, his cock springs back against his belly, flushed and hard and a little wet at the tip. yusuke has the decency to look a little shy, at least?]

[ She reseats herself, right to where her silky underwear can slide along his cock. Even that gets a moan out of her.

She wants Yusuke to touch her so badly, but she isn't done trying to be in charge of this situation. ]

It makes me feel confident, being over you like this.

[ The grip she has on his shoulders is bruising, tight. She doesn't want to let go. ]

[yusuke lets out a helpless-sounding moan as she rubs herself against his bare cock, the sensation of heat and silk almost making him come undone right there, but he wants to feel this for as long as possible. it's hard not to touch her, though--his nails are digging imprints into his palms]

... you look... exquisite, like this. Beautiful. Powerful.

[ The front of her underwear is absolutely damp, if Yusuke needed to have any gauge on how good she was feeling right now. She's slow and meticulous, building a pace that would be sure to keep them last but feeling good.

Plus, it's nice to hear the praise when she's making him feel good. ]

[he's straining under her, not from holding her weight or anything, but from the absolute onslaught of pleasure coursing through him as they grind together. he licks his lips as he watches haru move, watches her chest and her expression]

How...much? How far?

[ She isn't so sure about letting him inside. But she could pleasure him and have him begging for her before she lets him think about coming. She rolls her hips one good time, putting pressure between them. ]

[he's a little distracted, oops. but after a few moments of just panting, he speaks up]

I-if we keep going like this, I am not going to... to last.

[ ... and she decides to be a little cruel, lifting herself off of him. ]

Not yet, okay?

[ She reaches up to run a hand through his hair. ]

[he gasps and lets out a disappointed groan when she moves, his hips still bucking uselessly against air for a second. but he does lean into her hand in his hair]

Haru--!

[WHINE]

Shh, don't you want to touch me?

[ She has an idea, of course. ]

Yes, of course...!

[ Taking one of his hands and pulling him to sit up, and then placing that hand between her legs. ]

I need a little help too, don't you think? If I feel good, then you can feel even better.

[yusuke stops and he just. stares at her, not breathing, eyes wide]

[and then his gaze turns hot, hungry, and he leans in closer like he wants to kiss but doesn't quite make it, like he's waiting for her to give him the okay. but his fingers don't waste any more time, sliding down between haru's legs and pressing firmly over her labia, exploring and feeling her through her panties]

[ Her knees go a little weak at that, arms wrapping around him firmly. ]

A-ah!

Haru...

[he murmurs her name, hot and low, and presses his face to her hair. admittedly he doesn't have a lot of finesse--but his touch is firm and seeking]

Yusuke, say my name like that again and my knees might give out...

[ She reaches between to help him, tugging her underwear aside and guiding his fingers to her slick folds. ] A-ah...mmm.

Oh... shall I do so?

[his voice is soft and breathy near her ears, and his fingers slide along her folds and just barely pass over her clit, and he hums, fascinated]

[ She nods her head, letting Yusuke have a moment to do the same as Haru had been. It feels good to her, even better when he passes over her clit.

That, definitely gets a reaction from her. No name needed, her knees go slack. ]

Yusuke.

[his other arm goes around haru's waist to support her while his fingers work her over--and when he brushes her clit a second time he makes a thoughtful noise, and does it again]

[ Her noises are a lot more frequent now. ]

Good...that's really good. [ Her fingers tighten in his top. ]

Yusuke, I want more.

Oh... what do you need?

... would you be, a-ah, opposed to using your mouth?

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