[ 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.]
Heehee. Sorry, was that a little too far? You were the one who started it, though. So this is just payback.
[ Of course, she doesn't sound sorry in the least. Soft and silky as her voice is, it's undeniably delighted. She's not a bossy girl and having Rinne take charge the way he had... she certainly hadn't hated it. But something about that note of a plea in his voice, rough edged with need and uncertainty, makes a little flare of mischief shoot up like a flint spark in her belly. She'd be more of a liar than usual if she tried to say the Rinne who'd been such a beast wasn't hot but...
The Rinne who's so weak to her teasing and poking is so cute she can hardly stand it. She wonder just how far she has to push her luck for him to go from one to the other.
The hand wrapped around him squeezes just a little tighter and then slows to a lovely, agonizing pace. She's being so mean and she knows it - but if Rinne's going to pry the things she wants out of her then... two can play at that game, right? ]
It's okay. I told you. This is your reward for working so hard. So... you can tell me what you want.
[It should be okay to ask for more. Rinne likes this Ai, bold and invincible like the star he's seen on stage, and there's nothing that can trump being loved the way she wants to love him. But after learning what they're both truly like, Rinne would rather do away with hesitation and pretension.
She tightens her grip, he grits his teeth, and the mask he likes to wear disappears completely.]
I want it, too. I wanna love you without thinking about anything else. Until we have to leave, I don't want to spend a second without you.
[But Rinne means soon, and Ai's being too damn slow. He grunts as he starts rocking his hips, guiding her hand to make it pump him dry. ]
I wanna be inside you. It doesn't hurt when I'm inside you, right? You can take it. You're really good at that. You'd always accept me, no matter what.
[ A giggle bubbles out of her, soft and pleased and fond. ]
Mm. It sounds like we're on the same page, then. Because I want all that too.
[ And since he's being so honest, just as she asked, Ai thinks she might as well go ahead and reward him. Her pace quickens, indulging him just the way he wants, each upward stroke coming just a little faster than the last. ]
And you don't have to worry. You didn't hurt me for a second. Right from the start, it was really good. That's kind of impressive, right? I'm small and... you're kind of big, you know. [ She maybe relishes saying that just a little too much. ] I guess we're a perfect match.
[ Her lips find a spot on his back and she presses an open mouth kissed there, just barely edged with teeth. She wants everything that he'd said - but right now, while he's so hot and hard in her hand and his moans are so sweet, she wants him twitching and shuddering for her like she'd just been for him. ]
[Rinne gulps down a fear he didn't even know he had. Now that Ai's pointed it out, he can't deny how his throat dries up at the thought of having someone he could break. Now, he wouldn't do that. He'd never forgive himself if it did. But ever since he was a child, there had always been something so enticing about touching what he was told not to touch. You'll break it, they said. Then they trained him to make sure he could. And after all that discipline beaten into him, he still found himself gravitating towards what he could never be. Her petite frame in his strong arms. Her small hands on his huge cock. Her cute slit on his big, hungry mouth. He can't have any of it. He can look, but he's not allowed to touch. After all, even if Ai wasn't an idol and Rinne wasn't his father's son, at least she was still someone easy to love.
But that's why he loves this.
Against Rinne's back, Ai's tongue is wet and warm. He gasps.]
Oh, fuck.
[He shudders and keels over, forehead against the wall as he comes in hot, white ropes on the tiles. Shameless moans pour out of his mouth, which then turn into smaller, honest whimpers. By the time he's done, his breath is still trembling with the rise and fall of his broad shoulders. If she touches him anywhere else, he thinks he might collapse.]
... I think that's the second best thing you've ever done for me.
[ Ah. So this is how Rinne sounds when he's really going to pieces. She'd been in such a state last time she didn't get a chance to really appreciate it but feeling the shudders heave through him and hearing the way his voice shudders in turn... he really is so cute. She could easily make a habit of this.
... Wow, since when was she such a bully? Maybe it doesn't quite count as being mean to him when he's clearly enjoyed himself so much but she gets the sense that she's enjoying his trembling and those whimpers a little more than a nice girl like her should. She'll tell herself it's just the satisfaction of hearing just how good she managed to make him feel and then put the rest of it in a little box to examine... later. She's got more pressing things on her mind right now.
She slowly and gently slides her hand off him, careful not to touch any more than she needs to, and wraps her arms around his middle. They're still pressed together but the way she hugs him, cheek against his back, is a little more tender this time. Her thumb sweeps gently over his stomach. ]
So far, at least. Give me time and I'll definitely clear that bar. [ She kisses him again, that same spot on his back, but like the hug it's just a little more gentle and tender this time. ] Heehee. I guess it'll be all my fault we miss dinner tonight. But I don't mind a conbini picnic if it comes to that.
I don't mind if you don't. I just hope we remember to eat.
[Because Rinne likes this. He likes that Ai can finally say how she feels. It didn't have to be him — he'd long given up on that — but knowing that it is makes the moment all the sweeter. He takes her hand and presses his lips to her knuckles. If she concentrates hard enough, maybe she can even feel his smile on her skin. She didn't teach him how to do this, but she's the first to let him know he could that and she would love it.]
Having fun?
[Does she want to do more? He's always up for more. No pressure, though. He wants it to come from her. Or maybe... Judging from how she acted before, maybe she doesn't want him to ask. Maybe...
[ Her voice rises in a little hum and in turn, her lips pressed against his skin curve into a smile. ]
Mmhm. Plenty of fun.
[ She's still hugging him, one arm wrapped around his middle but without her even thinking about it - her thighs pinch a little closer again, in transparent contrast to her steady, even voice. She's full of a pleasant, itchy impatience even though by all means she should be too exhausted to even think about a repeat performance.
Well. Idols are supposed to have good stamina, right? And nobody's a greedier idol than Ai. ]
If we're going out later, though, I really should make sure I'm nice and clean. So... Why don't you return the favour, Rinne-kun? You don't mind working just a little harder for me, right?
[ Or so she says. But with that tone of voice, getting clean is the last thing on her mind. ]
[Gently, Rinne untangles himself from Ai's hold and tugs her to the front, careful not to let her slip. He lets her back rest against the cool, slick tile. He's not the only one who's been working hard tonight. Every titme she pinches her thighs together, part of him still can't believe it's how he makes her feel. She wants him to touch her again. She's aching for it. And everything she wants, he's more than willing to give, no matter how ready he is for it.
But maybe these are things one can never be ready for.]
I owe you my life.
[So he gets on his knees and parts her own. Between her thighs, his breath is heavy and hot.]
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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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[ Of course, she doesn't sound sorry in the least. Soft and silky as her voice is, it's undeniably delighted. She's not a bossy girl and having Rinne take charge the way he had... she certainly hadn't hated it. But something about that note of a plea in his voice, rough edged with need and uncertainty, makes a little flare of mischief shoot up like a flint spark in her belly. She'd be more of a liar than usual if she tried to say the Rinne who'd been such a beast wasn't hot but...
The Rinne who's so weak to her teasing and poking is so cute she can hardly stand it. She wonder just how far she has to push her luck for him to go from one to the other.
The hand wrapped around him squeezes just a little tighter and then slows to a lovely, agonizing pace. She's being so mean and she knows it - but if Rinne's going to pry the things she wants out of her then... two can play at that game, right? ]
It's okay. I told you. This is your reward for working so hard. So... you can tell me what you want.
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[It should be okay to ask for more. Rinne likes this Ai, bold and invincible like the star he's seen on stage, and there's nothing that can trump being loved the way she wants to love him. But after learning what they're both truly like, Rinne would rather do away with hesitation and pretension.
She tightens her grip, he grits his teeth, and the mask he likes to wear disappears completely.]
I want it, too. I wanna love you without thinking about anything else. Until we have to leave, I don't want to spend a second without you.
[But Rinne means soon, and Ai's being too damn slow. He grunts as he starts rocking his hips, guiding her hand to make it pump him dry. ]
I wanna be inside you. It doesn't hurt when I'm inside you, right? You can take it. You're really good at that. You'd always accept me, no matter what.
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Mm. It sounds like we're on the same page, then. Because I want all that too.
[ And since he's being so honest, just as she asked, Ai thinks she might as well go ahead and reward him. Her pace quickens, indulging him just the way he wants, each upward stroke coming just a little faster than the last. ]
And you don't have to worry. You didn't hurt me for a second. Right from the start, it was really good. That's kind of impressive, right? I'm small and... you're kind of big, you know. [ She maybe relishes saying that just a little too much. ] I guess we're a perfect match.
[ Her lips find a spot on his back and she presses an open mouth kissed there, just barely edged with teeth. She wants everything that he'd said - but right now, while he's so hot and hard in her hand and his moans are so sweet, she wants him twitching and shuddering for her like she'd just been for him. ]
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But that's why he loves this.
Against Rinne's back, Ai's tongue is wet and warm. He gasps.]
Oh, fuck.
[He shudders and keels over, forehead against the wall as he comes in hot, white ropes on the tiles. Shameless moans pour out of his mouth, which then turn into smaller, honest whimpers. By the time he's done, his breath is still trembling with the rise and fall of his broad shoulders. If she touches him anywhere else, he thinks he might collapse.]
... I think that's the second best thing you've ever done for me.
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... Wow, since when was she such a bully? Maybe it doesn't quite count as being mean to him when he's clearly enjoyed himself so much but she gets the sense that she's enjoying his trembling and those whimpers a little more than a nice girl like her should. She'll tell herself it's just the satisfaction of hearing just how good she managed to make him feel and then put the rest of it in a little box to examine... later. She's got more pressing things on her mind right now.
She slowly and gently slides her hand off him, careful not to touch any more than she needs to, and wraps her arms around his middle. They're still pressed together but the way she hugs him, cheek against his back, is a little more tender this time. Her thumb sweeps gently over his stomach. ]
So far, at least. Give me time and I'll definitely clear that bar. [ She kisses him again, that same spot on his back, but like the hug it's just a little more gentle and tender this time. ] Heehee. I guess it'll be all my fault we miss dinner tonight. But I don't mind a conbini picnic if it comes to that.
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[Because Rinne likes this. He likes that Ai can finally say how she feels. It didn't have to be him — he'd long given up on that — but knowing that it is makes the moment all the sweeter. He takes her hand and presses his lips to her knuckles. If she concentrates hard enough, maybe she can even feel his smile on her skin. She didn't teach him how to do this, but she's the first to let him know he could that and she would love it.]
Having fun?
[Does she want to do more? He's always up for more. No pressure, though. He wants it to come from her. Or maybe... Judging from how she acted before, maybe she doesn't want him to ask. Maybe...
Well, for now, he'll gauge her reaction.]
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Mmhm. Plenty of fun.
[ She's still hugging him, one arm wrapped around his middle but without her even thinking about it - her thighs pinch a little closer again, in transparent contrast to her steady, even voice. She's full of a pleasant, itchy impatience even though by all means she should be too exhausted to even think about a repeat performance.
Well. Idols are supposed to have good stamina, right? And nobody's a greedier idol than Ai. ]
If we're going out later, though, I really should make sure I'm nice and clean. So... Why don't you return the favour, Rinne-kun? You don't mind working just a little harder for me, right?
[ Or so she says. But with that tone of voice, getting clean is the last thing on her mind. ]
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[Gently, Rinne untangles himself from Ai's hold and tugs her to the front, careful not to let her slip. He lets her back rest against the cool, slick tile. He's not the only one who's been working hard tonight. Every titme she pinches her thighs together, part of him still can't believe it's how he makes her feel. She wants him to touch her again. She's aching for it. And everything she wants, he's more than willing to give, no matter how ready he is for it.
But maybe these are things one can never be ready for.]
I owe you my life.
[So he gets on his knees and parts her own. Between her thighs, his breath is heavy and hot.]
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