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星野アイ | Hoshino「AI」 ([personal profile] liedol) wrote in [community profile] decorator2023-11-26 10:22 am
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[personal profile] hanikamu 2024-01-28 02:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Mmm, tough call. But you gotta take some pictures for that too, right? [He brushes stray strands of hair away from her face.] You should get those out of the way now so you can teach me how to kiss ya later.

[It'll be fine. They just have to take a quick shower and they'll be on their way. If it's for work, Rinne can hold back for Ai. The promise of her touch will make the wait all the better.

It'll be fine.]
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[personal profile] hanikamu 2024-01-28 03:02 pm (UTC)(link)
O-oh...

[His heart skips a beat. She called herself his wife! His wife!!!!!]
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[personal profile] hanikamu 2024-01-28 03:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's no time to waste, then. Rinne shrugs his robes off, gathers Ai into his arms without a moment of thought, and wordlessly brings her to the bathroom. He'd say something witty, but his mind is clouded by thought of Ai alone, tempting him to do what he had just done not too long ago. A night just for the two of them — he likes the sound of that.

Once they get there, he lets go of Ai and turns around to shut the door behind him.]


Alright, we gotta make this quick. I'll shower first, then you can wash up after me.
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[personal profile] hanikamu 2024-01-28 04:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[Rinne draws in a deep breath and shudders as he exhales through his nose. Color and heat sweep across his face and shoulders. Oh, god. Was he always this bad at being in control? Her hands on his naked back are enough to drive him crazy, but... No. They have to eat. Ai needs her strength, if anything. He asks her in a voice quiet enough to be a whisper:]

Be quick, okay?

[He can trust Ai to do that much. It's her work on the line, after all.]
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[personal profile] hanikamu 2024-01-28 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm not tense.

[ He is. Rinne's anticipating something he already told himself not to wait for. He can already feel it in the way Ai massages his shoulders, releasing the tension there as she soaps up his skin. It's been a while since someone's touched him like this. Now that he thinks about it, he doesn't think he's ever been touched like this at all. Warm water caresses him as it rolls down his muscles and rinses the rest of him, but he would rather her hands be there too, following the shape of the body he'd worked so hard to perfect.

When she kneads out a knot in his body, he moans. ]


You do this often?
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[personal profile] hanikamu 2024-01-29 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Rinne hums in response. His breath shudders at even the possibility of being touched anywhere else. He doesn't like losing control — bad things often happen when he does — but when he thinks about surrendering himself to Ai, it doesn't sound so bad at all.]

...Is that all you're gonna wash?

[He's not going to ask for more. They're in a hurry, remember?]
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[personal profile] hanikamu 2024-01-30 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ This feels closer than they had been earlier somehow. Rinne didn't feel ready to face her then. He's not even sure if he'd be ready to face her now. Her body is nothing like he's ever known. He's been bruised with fists and feet and the shafts of hunting spears. He's felt the strain and toll of work late into the nights when his dreams only lived in the recesses of his mind. And even when his dreams came true, they only happened after he'd managed to mop the liters of his own blood, sweat and tears off the stage. Rinne Amagi is an idol. Idols don't bleed. With Ai, it feels like he's done more than that.

He gingerly takes her hand in his and guides it down his firm stomach. ]


I was serious, you know. I don't wanna work this hard for just anybody.
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[personal profile] hanikamu 2024-01-30 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[He breathes hard through his nose, barely keeping himself together. The soap makes him keenly aware of the shape of Ai, her pert breasts pressed against his naked back as warm water washes the suds in between. And her hands—they slide down his sides and he shudders. The rest of his exposed skin tingles from the mere thought of her touch. Every single part of his body draws tight.

Now, he knows she isn't here to hurt him, but that's what makes this all the more dangerous. One hand slides over hers as he closes his eyes, exhales, and lolls his head back. He sighs. And he was supposed to be responsible.]


Don't miss a spot.
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[personal profile] hanikamu 2024-01-31 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
[At first, Rinne's focused on Ai's touch. He closes his eyes and does his best to be patient. He's not very good at it, but he figures if he can endure years of pain, he can withstand anything. Besides, he can't say he hasn't dreamt about this, so if can lose himself to the moment, then it'll come as soon as he—

Oh. Is that what this looks like? That he's an insatiable piece of shit who's getting ahead of himself because he got to sleep with his idol? He's more perverted than he thought he was, so maybe that's true... But he has some reputation to uphold!]


Hold on, I didn't mean—! [No, abort. Rinne doesn't want to say he isn't into this.] I mean, you sounded... happy, so...

[And then Ai's hand goes there, and he doesn't even know why he's pretending. Her hand is excruciatingly pleasant. The tunnel of it is soft, slick and slow, each moan it draws from his throat sweet and thick like honey. His breaths come out in shaky, hot puffs of air. He balls a hand on the glass into a fist that tightens on every upward stroke. He still hasn't forgotten her bare breasts against his back, and with the way her hand moves, he thinks he's liking this way more than someone responsible should.]

Fuck, Ai. So fucking good.

[More. Twice obviously isn't enough.]
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[personal profile] hanikamu 2024-01-31 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Between trembling sighs and the heat spreading across his shoulders, he manages to say,] What the fuck are you talking about?

[Rinne's not sure why that's even an issue. He should be the one embarrassed about his own body. He's too big to fit anywhere, and absurdly strong too. He's not easy to love. Ai, on the other hand...]

Smaller means I can kiss 'em better, right?

[Was she really worried about that?]
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[personal profile] hanikamu 2024-01-31 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
...haha.

[Rinne shudders with delight. He knows a trap when he sees it. Now that Ai finally knows she's capable of love, this is her going all out, isn't it? Yeah. He gets it. If he knew he could finally love whoever he wanted, he'd do that too. No, that's exactly what happened when he lost it then and there, in that room, on their bed. Ai is probably aching from what they'd just done, too... but probably not as sore as Rinne wants her to be.]

You really wanna know?

[His tongue swipes over his own lip.]

Yeah. I think about kissing you everywhere, all the time.

[The words are low and rough, like flames licking firewood as they spread. If this is how Ai wants to play, Rinne will have fun with it too.]

I think about sucking on those tits.

[He takes her free hand and slides it up his side, stoping at his own chest. He makes her pinch his nipple and tweak it. His moans are a little rounder, now.]

Yeah. I think they're hot. I think about dragging my tongue up your breast and taking it in my mouth. I'd tug on your cute nipples and lick 'em clean, too. I'd kiss 'em real good, Ai. When I'm through with 'em, they'll be so fucking sore and wet. Kyahaha♪

[Okay. He'll probably hate himself when this is over. In his defense, she gave him an opening and had the gall to ask. It's not like he hates any part of this, though. In her hand, his cock is hot and undeniably hard.]
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[personal profile] hanikamu 2024-02-01 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Rinne bites his lip, uncharacteristically quiet. Ai knows he'd give her anything she wanted, but now that he's in a position to take, he's not so sure. He's not scared of being disappointed — knowing that Ai loves him is already all he could ever want. He's just not used to being wanted by someone he loves infinitely. Her pressing and writhing against Rinne isn't lost on him. He's already said this, if course, but he's always, always dreamt of it.

It doesn't look like she hates him for it.]


...I promise.

[His ears are a deep red.]

I promise.
Edited 2024-02-01 00:12 (UTC)
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[personal profile] hanikamu 2024-02-01 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[As Rinne closes his eyes, the picture she paints is clear in his mind: Ai in her room, exhausted after a long day at work, looking for some form of release. Her hand idly wanders between her thighs, and when her fingers rub herself in slow, steady circles, she sighs his name.

He shivers with hers.

Love isn't lust. People like being touched, but that doesn't mean they want to be with you. Or people give you respect, but it's not as if they have the courage to hold your hand. Love and affection — after being rejected by the people around him over and over, Rinne had already given up on things like that. But Ai... thought of him that way? Even well before this trip, she let him hold her and wanted more?

Oh, it's not fair. Rinne is struck by a fever that burns from the tips of his ears to the depths of his core. He finally has what he wants and it's too much. He wants to run away. What does she mean she liked being held? What does she mean she thought about him? Maybe she hadn't considered being with him back then, but when he thinks about all the times they could have done this sooner...]


Ai, please...

[Stop? Go on? He's not sure what he's asking for. His hands are over hers and he could pull them away at any moment, but he doesn't. He can't take this away from her.]
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