[ Just like the way a fever leaves you, Rinne's touch has her skin oversensitive and tingling. Just as he'd promised, he leaves her wet and sore in all the places his mouth has touched and the ache of it goes right through her. It's so unbearably lovely she can hardly stand it and his hands are even worse. She'd admitted as much out loud to him but it's a little shameful still just how much and how long she'd thought about having them on and inside her and she's delighted to find that the reality is so much better than she'd thought. They're so much bigger and stronger than her own but more than that, it's that Rinne's touching her so roughly and eagerly, not like she's something fragile to be handled with care. And for no other reason than to make her feel good. ]
Mm - ah, Rinne-kun... I want-
[ She huffs it sweetly into his mouth between each kiss and every moan. She's not allowed to ask for the things she really want. She has to sneak them away and then play dumb when she gets caught with them. It's always that much easier to ask forgiveness than permission, after all. But with Rinne, that rule seems to have turned on its head. He'd give her anything she wanted and never even think it's something that needs to be forgiven. All she has to do is ask.
So how is she supposed to resist? ]
Keep touching me like this and - for the rest of the night, keep loving me like this, and tomorrow, too- until we go home, I want more of all this...!
[ Her voice finally breaks. His fingers are so slick and deep and hot inside her that she just can't stand it anymore. She almost bends double, her forehead pressed into his shoulder and when she comes, it's with Rinne's name spilling out of her mouth, high and helpless while her hips rock up just helplessly into the pressure of his hand.
She's a trembling, satisfied mess when she finally lets herself slump bonelessly against him, clinging onto his arms like she doesn't quite trust herself to stay upright without his support. When she said her legs weren't quite up to working properly, that was supposed to be a joke. ]
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Mm - ah, Rinne-kun... I want-
[ She huffs it sweetly into his mouth between each kiss and every moan. She's not allowed to ask for the things she really want. She has to sneak them away and then play dumb when she gets caught with them. It's always that much easier to ask forgiveness than permission, after all. But with Rinne, that rule seems to have turned on its head. He'd give her anything she wanted and never even think it's something that needs to be forgiven. All she has to do is ask.
So how is she supposed to resist? ]
Keep touching me like this and - for the rest of the night, keep loving me like this, and tomorrow, too- until we go home, I want more of all this...!
[ Her voice finally breaks. His fingers are so slick and deep and hot inside her that she just can't stand it anymore. She almost bends double, her forehead pressed into his shoulder and when she comes, it's with Rinne's name spilling out of her mouth, high and helpless while her hips rock up just helplessly into the pressure of his hand.
She's a trembling, satisfied mess when she finally lets herself slump bonelessly against him, clinging onto his arms like she doesn't quite trust herself to stay upright without his support. When she said her legs weren't quite up to working properly, that was supposed to be a joke. ]