artisticliberty | [imeeji

Would you be please if this is all I gave you?

[ She uses her other foot now too, differentiating pressure. ]

[he groans and his body shudders, and he brings his hand up to his mouth to bite his knuckles a little]

I...

You?

[ She does it again. ]

[he whimpers]

Whatever you wish to give me, I... I shall accept.

Good boy.

[ While one foot keeps on his cock, the other fondles a little lower to his balls. She's very delicate even here. ]

Do you want to take your pants off? I think you have earned that.

Oh--yes, thank you.

[he fumbles with the ties on his waist so that he can shove the hakama down past his thighs. he's wearing a pair of sheer boxer-briefs that looks almost satin-y, and his straining erection is plain to see]

[ Her precious Fox...

She shifts to come a little closer. The palm of her hand touching him this time. ]

I want to feel you against me.

[he can't stop himself from jerking his hips, almost rutting against her hand]

Yes--! Do you... does it feel good... to do this?

It feels exhilarating. Amazing.

[ She wraps her hand around him, not choosing now to be shy. ]

[his eyelids flutter and he bites his lip, the combination of the fabric of his briefs and the pressure of her hand on his cock sending little bolts of electricity through him]

Haru...!

[ She is going to keep at that for a while until she decides to shift on top of him as he is laying back. Her underwear rubbing against his clothed cock. ]

[he gapes at her for a moment, awed by how she looks and how she feels]

Prim--Haru, oh, Haru, let me touch you--please?

Mmm, nope. Not yet. Be good for me. Let me feel all of you first.

[ She rolls her hips down into his. ] I bet you want those underwear off, don't you?

[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. ]

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