[ Dryly; ] If we take a shower together tonight, we'll definitely miss dinner.
[ She's thoroughly, sweetly exhausted but she also knows full well that neither she or Rinne can trust their self control right now. Of course, they're here for three nights, so even if tonight's no good, then...
Ah. There she goes already. She was right not to trust herself.
She settles back against him even so, warm skin on warm skin. It doesn't ignite quite the same itch in her just yet, just warm fondness and a lovely sense of satisfaction. Sticky and sweaty and sated as she is, it's nice to daydream about being held like this all night. ]
Our room comes with a place at the restaurant, I think. Or at least, they said the room came with meals for every night, and I'm guessing they don't plan on letting you starve. Unless you want to go someplace else?
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.
Mm. It'll be too dark for that now... so maybe I'll just get pictures of breakfast. As long as they get an idea of the food, that's fine, right? So this first night can be just for me and you.
[ Because surely there's no way they'd miss breakfast as well. Surely.
She shifts a little in his arms. Just enough to turn around and loop her own around his neck. There's a twinkle in her eyes that absolutely looks like mischief, even if it's a different kind than before. ]
You'd better carry me through to the shower, though. My legs don't feel like working just yet.
[ They're fine. She could easily walk it. She just doesn't want Rinne to let her go yet. ]
You're not gonna leave your poor wife to fend for herself, right?
[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.
[ When this is all said and done, Ai's going to tell herself she definitely didn't plan this.
She was playing around and teasing Rinne by making him carry her through, but she was going to be practical about this. They couldn't miss dinner on the first night, after all. She's not thinking about how nice and strong Rinne's arms are and when he turns to push the door open and step away from her, it's entirely a lapse in judgement and not at all a calculated move when Ai steps forward as well, setting both hands on his bare back and says - ]
Hm? You don't want me to wash your back for you?
[ Silkily, in a warm voice that can only mean she's up to no good: ]
[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.]
Of course. [ In a voice so cheerily innocent that she can only be faking. ] We can't miss dinner.
[ She follows him the rest of the way in properly and gives the shower faucet a sharp turn. The water that comes pouring out is pleasantly hot, just enough to make her skin buzz and for a moment, she just lets herself enjoy the way it streams down Rinne's back and follows all the lines of his muscles. Not that she's looking of course. She's just here to wash his back.
She forgoes any of the fancy sponges and just pours the bodywash into her hands, lathering them up and then starting with his shoulders, her fingers kneading into his skin as she goes. ]
Heehee. Look at that. Rinne-kun's all tense again. I wonder why?
[ 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. ]
[ That's not a lie, at least. She won't even pretend she's new to all the rest of this - Rinne wouldn't want her to even if she'd tried - but this tenderness, the wanting to touch him just for the sake of it, the way her stomach flutters so nicely just for the sake of it... it's definitely her first time with all that.
She definitely didn't have any of this planned, of course. She really was just in here to wash his back. But Rinne making a noise like that is just unfair. So as her fingers work their way down his back, Ai steps in just a little closer. Not quite enough to touch just yet, but... ]
[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?]
[ All at once, a fresh flock of butterflies unfurl in her stomach. She'd wondered if this was already a little much, if she's getting too greedy already - she's definitely getting irresponsible, if nothing else. She can tell that much.
But if Rinne's asking too... then it's not just about what she wants anymore. And Ai's so good at giving people what they want.
Her palms flatten against his skin and slide down to the small of his back. They linger for a second before she finally closes the distance between their bodies again and fully presses herself into him, her bare chest against his back.
She wonders if he can feel just how hard her heart is beating. ]
Since you worked so hard for me, I'll wash the rest of you too.
[ Said like that, it sounds almost like a promise. Or a threat.
Her arms curl around him, her hands following the firm muscles of his stomach. She's wanted to touch him like this for so, so long. ]
[ 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.
[ Some of the playful lilt to her voice is gone, just for a moment. The warmth is all still there, as is the want and the heat in every breath she takes, but it's softer now. Just a little more affectionate. ]
When it's about stuff like this, you always mean it. ... That's why I love it so much.
[ Her hands follow the path Rinne sets for her down past the muscle there, stroking teasingly over his hips. The steady stream of water's long since washed away all the suds so for just a second, she draws back barely enough to retrieve the bottle. This time, though, she doesn't bother with just her hands. She upends it and pours the soap all down the front of her body, the warm water streaming it all down her skin until she's liberally lathered her front and her hands. Then she presses back in flush with him, slick and wet against his back as her hands once again stroke their way down his sides, down to his hips. ]
So I'll work hard too. [ Her fingers threaten to dip between his thighs... then pause. ] ... Unless you really don't want to miss dinner.
[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.]
[ Well, then. There goes her last excuse to pretend she has any self control right now. It was fun while it lasted. ]
I won't. [ Her response is immediate and her breath puffs hotly against his back as she speaks. ] I promise. I'll be extra thorough.
[ With the hand under Rinne's, she continues to stroke his side, her thumb stroking gently up and down his skin. She lets him think for just a second that she's really going to drag this out but then at last, her other hand slides all the way down his thigh. She strokes him there a few times, just to keep up this ridiculous game that this is still about washing him - then decides that she's been mean enough and she finally moves up to wrap a soap slick, warm hand around the part of him they both want her to touch. ]
... Heehee. Was twice not enough for you, Rinne-kun?
[ Her stroking is slow, deliberate and thorough, as promised. ]
I guess it really is a good job I've got you all to myself for tonight, then.
[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.]
[ Another breathy laugh rushes out of her and puffs out over his skin. She'd thought this would go as far as teasing touches, promises for more to come later but - with Rinne still this turned on and wanting her, so quickly...
She's all at once... Impressed and pleasantly surprised, we'll call it. Yes, idols are supposed to have good stamina and Rinne works harder at being an idol than anyone... it just hadn't quite clicked in her head that it'd extend to this, too. Not that she's complaining. ]
You're just as greedy as me, huh? That's fine by me. It's me you're greedy about, anyway. ♪
[ Her hand tightens around him just a bit, as if in contrast to the way her voice softens and lowers into something a little dangerous sounding. ]
You really got this worked up just from a little back washing... Jeez, are my boobs really that exciting? They're not even that big...
[ N-not that she cares. Obviously she's never gotten caught up in that kind of cliche insecurity. She's Ai of B-Komachi, after all. ]
[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...]
[ ... Oh, Rinne saying something that cute while she's touching him like this is just unfair. Maybe it's the most ridiculous thing in the world to be worried about when they've already gone this far but... hearing it is nice.
His voice sounds so good like this. Low and warm, rough and uneven with pleasure. She wants to hear more of it.
Hah. She was just teasing Rinne about it, but she's already getting so warm and worked up herself and he hasn't even touched her in return. They're a perfect match. ]
You're sweet. [ Ai's voice comes out like honey too, syrupy warm and clinging to the ears. ] Aah, so it's not just the nape of my neck you like...
[ She drags her fingers up the length of him, slowly but firmly - the same tight, teasing strokes she'd been subjecting him to on the futon. ]
Was that one of the things you'd think about? Where you want to kiss me? Since we've already gone this far, being a little more honest with me wouldn't hurt... right, Rinne-kun?
[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.]
[ Her breath stalls in her throat, if just for a second. Quietly enough that he wouldn't be able to hear it, especially not over all the other sounds surrounding them. The motion of her hand makes their bodies move against each other too, skin sliding over skin, and the soap makes it all so slick and noisy sounding that she's a little relieved the water rushing out of the shower drowns it out.
That's so much more honest than she'd been expecting. Especially so quick. Maybe she shouldn't be surprised when he's already proven just how shameless he can be but it still sends a startled little thrill through her, right from her stomach all the way up to her head. Her thighs squeeze together. Ah. He can probably tell when they're pressed up this close, huh?
Good. She wants Rinne to know just how badly hearing all this is going right to her head. ]
Mm. I should've guessed you had a dirty mouth but I'm still kind of impressed.
[ She follows his lead, the hand at his chest moving without hesitation, playing with him just as he'd shown her. So this is how Rinne likes to be touched... And since he's being so honest with her, it's only fair for Ai to do the same in return. ]
You know... I wasn't totally telling the truth before. When you asked me what I think about. But if you promise it'll be just our secret, then I'll tell you.
[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.
[ Embarrassment dams her throat if only for a second. She's... not used to saying any of this, after all. Even voicing it to Rinne makes her feel like she's doing something wrong... and, well. Isn't that exactly the case? This is the worst possible thing for an idol to indulge in and here she is, indulging to her heart's content.
But she can't stop herself now. That heart of hers has already overflowed to the spilling point and trying to stem the flow now is hopeless.
So she just swallows. Heat pools low in her belly, and she presses into him just a little more firmly. ]
There's a lot of dirty things that an idol's never supposed to do. Not even... all by herself. You get what I mean, right? Rinne-kun? So I wouldn't, not that often. I'm a good girl, you know?
[ Oh. This is more fun, doing it like this. Talking around it, making Rinne really think about the words she's pouring into his ears. A second ago she didn't know what to do but now...
Even without being able to see her face, there's no doubt at all that her smile must be absolutely wicked. ]
But since I started falling for you... ever since the first time you really held me close and I realized just how much I liked it... whenever I had to take care of myself after that, even if I didn't start off thinking about you... it'd usually end up that way.
[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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[ She's thoroughly, sweetly exhausted but she also knows full well that neither she or Rinne can trust their self control right now. Of course, they're here for three nights, so even if tonight's no good, then...
Ah. There she goes already. She was right not to trust herself.
She settles back against him even so, warm skin on warm skin. It doesn't ignite quite the same itch in her just yet, just warm fondness and a lovely sense of satisfaction. Sticky and sweaty and sated as she is, it's nice to daydream about being held like this all night. ]
Our room comes with a place at the restaurant, I think. Or at least, they said the room came with meals for every night, and I'm guessing they don't plan on letting you starve. Unless you want to go someplace else?
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[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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[ Because surely there's no way they'd miss breakfast as well. Surely.
She shifts a little in his arms. Just enough to turn around and loop her own around his neck. There's a twinkle in her eyes that absolutely looks like mischief, even if it's a different kind than before. ]
You'd better carry me through to the shower, though. My legs don't feel like working just yet.
[ They're fine. She could easily walk it. She just doesn't want Rinne to let her go yet. ]
You're not gonna leave your poor wife to fend for herself, right?
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[His heart skips a beat. She called herself his wife! His wife!!!!!]
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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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She was playing around and teasing Rinne by making him carry her through, but she was going to be practical about this. They couldn't miss dinner on the first night, after all. She's not thinking about how nice and strong Rinne's arms are and when he turns to push the door open and step away from her, it's entirely a lapse in judgement and not at all a calculated move when Ai steps forward as well, setting both hands on his bare back and says - ]
Hm? You don't want me to wash your back for you?
[ Silkily, in a warm voice that can only mean she's up to no good: ]
Danna-sama?
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Be quick, okay?
[He can trust Ai to do that much. It's her work on the line, after all.]
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[ She follows him the rest of the way in properly and gives the shower faucet a sharp turn. The water that comes pouring out is pleasantly hot, just enough to make her skin buzz and for a moment, she just lets herself enjoy the way it streams down Rinne's back and follows all the lines of his muscles. Not that she's looking of course. She's just here to wash his back.
She forgoes any of the fancy sponges and just pours the bodywash into her hands, lathering them up and then starting with his shoulders, her fingers kneading into his skin as she goes. ]
Heehee. Look at that. Rinne-kun's all tense again. I wonder why?
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[ 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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[ That's not a lie, at least. She won't even pretend she's new to all the rest of this - Rinne wouldn't want her to even if she'd tried - but this tenderness, the wanting to touch him just for the sake of it, the way her stomach flutters so nicely just for the sake of it... it's definitely her first time with all that.
She definitely didn't have any of this planned, of course. She really was just in here to wash his back. But Rinne making a noise like that is just unfair. So as her fingers work their way down his back, Ai steps in just a little closer. Not quite enough to touch just yet, but... ]
So does it feel good?
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...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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[ All at once, a fresh flock of butterflies unfurl in her stomach. She'd wondered if this was already a little much, if she's getting too greedy already - she's definitely getting irresponsible, if nothing else. She can tell that much.
But if Rinne's asking too... then it's not just about what she wants anymore. And Ai's so good at giving people what they want.
Her palms flatten against his skin and slide down to the small of his back. They linger for a second before she finally closes the distance between their bodies again and fully presses herself into him, her bare chest against his back.
She wonders if he can feel just how hard her heart is beating. ]
Since you worked so hard for me, I'll wash the rest of you too.
[ Said like that, it sounds almost like a promise. Or a threat.
Her arms curl around him, her hands following the firm muscles of his stomach. She's wanted to touch him like this for so, so long. ]
Where do you want me to start?
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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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[ Some of the playful lilt to her voice is gone, just for a moment. The warmth is all still there, as is the want and the heat in every breath she takes, but it's softer now. Just a little more affectionate. ]
When it's about stuff like this, you always mean it. ... That's why I love it so much.
[ Her hands follow the path Rinne sets for her down past the muscle there, stroking teasingly over his hips. The steady stream of water's long since washed away all the suds so for just a second, she draws back barely enough to retrieve the bottle. This time, though, she doesn't bother with just her hands. She upends it and pours the soap all down the front of her body, the warm water streaming it all down her skin until she's liberally lathered her front and her hands. Then she presses back in flush with him, slick and wet against his back as her hands once again stroke their way down his sides, down to his hips. ]
So I'll work hard too. [ Her fingers threaten to dip between his thighs... then pause. ] ... Unless you really don't want to miss dinner.
[ Ahah. Now she's teasing again. ]
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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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I won't. [ Her response is immediate and her breath puffs hotly against his back as she speaks. ] I promise. I'll be extra thorough.
[ With the hand under Rinne's, she continues to stroke his side, her thumb stroking gently up and down his skin. She lets him think for just a second that she's really going to drag this out but then at last, her other hand slides all the way down his thigh. She strokes him there a few times, just to keep up this ridiculous game that this is still about washing him - then decides that she's been mean enough and she finally moves up to wrap a soap slick, warm hand around the part of him they both want her to touch. ]
... Heehee. Was twice not enough for you, Rinne-kun?
[ Her stroking is slow, deliberate and thorough, as promised. ]
I guess it really is a good job I've got you all to myself for tonight, then.
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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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She's all at once... Impressed and pleasantly surprised, we'll call it. Yes, idols are supposed to have good stamina and Rinne works harder at being an idol than anyone... it just hadn't quite clicked in her head that it'd extend to this, too. Not that she's complaining. ]
You're just as greedy as me, huh? That's fine by me. It's me you're greedy about, anyway. ♪
[ Her hand tightens around him just a bit, as if in contrast to the way her voice softens and lowers into something a little dangerous sounding. ]
You really got this worked up just from a little back washing... Jeez, are my boobs really that exciting? They're not even that big...
[ N-not that she cares. Obviously she's never gotten caught up in that kind of cliche insecurity. She's Ai of B-Komachi, after all. ]
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[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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His voice sounds so good like this. Low and warm, rough and uneven with pleasure. She wants to hear more of it.
Hah. She was just teasing Rinne about it, but she's already getting so warm and worked up herself and he hasn't even touched her in return. They're a perfect match. ]
You're sweet. [ Ai's voice comes out like honey too, syrupy warm and clinging to the ears. ] Aah, so it's not just the nape of my neck you like...
[ She drags her fingers up the length of him, slowly but firmly - the same tight, teasing strokes she'd been subjecting him to on the futon. ]
Was that one of the things you'd think about? Where you want to kiss me? Since we've already gone this far, being a little more honest with me wouldn't hurt... right, Rinne-kun?
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[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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That's so much more honest than she'd been expecting. Especially so quick. Maybe she shouldn't be surprised when he's already proven just how shameless he can be but it still sends a startled little thrill through her, right from her stomach all the way up to her head. Her thighs squeeze together. Ah. He can probably tell when they're pressed up this close, huh?
Good. She wants Rinne to know just how badly hearing all this is going right to her head. ]
Mm. I should've guessed you had a dirty mouth but I'm still kind of impressed.
[ She follows his lead, the hand at his chest moving without hesitation, playing with him just as he'd shown her. So this is how Rinne likes to be touched... And since he's being so honest with her, it's only fair for Ai to do the same in return. ]
You know... I wasn't totally telling the truth before. When you asked me what I think about. But if you promise it'll be just our secret, then I'll tell you.
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It doesn't look like she hates him for it.]
...I promise.
[His ears are a deep red.]
I promise.
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But she can't stop herself now. That heart of hers has already overflowed to the spilling point and trying to stem the flow now is hopeless.
So she just swallows. Heat pools low in her belly, and she presses into him just a little more firmly. ]
There's a lot of dirty things that an idol's never supposed to do. Not even... all by herself. You get what I mean, right? Rinne-kun? So I wouldn't, not that often. I'm a good girl, you know?
[ Oh. This is more fun, doing it like this. Talking around it, making Rinne really think about the words she's pouring into his ears. A second ago she didn't know what to do but now...
Even without being able to see her face, there's no doubt at all that her smile must be absolutely wicked. ]
But since I started falling for you... ever since the first time you really held me close and I realized just how much I liked it... whenever I had to take care of myself after that, even if I didn't start off thinking about you... it'd usually end up that way.
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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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