decorator | a stolen fruit; a childish sin has taken root

[ Not at all. No she can't. Not if he has anything to say about it... not that he's even saying anything. His expression has turned completely serious as he scans the beach for somewhere even slightly private. Hell, he'll even take a section of the beach slightly obscured by rocks if need be, even if that results in what's about to come next happening out in the open air.

Fortunately for Ai, though, she doesn't have to worry about that specific risk... as Oberon's eyes finally find a number of small little mini cabins.

It's perfect... in the sense that it keeps things private. Perhaps not in the sense of keeping noise in though.

It doesn't matter that people are watching as a man dressed heavily in all black carries away the most beautiful woman in existence... he reaches the cabin and practically barges into the small space. It's just a fancy changing room, really, with just a single bench attached to the wall opposite to the door.

She's abruptly set down if only so that Oberon can turn, slam the door shut, and lock it.

This cabin is going to be occupied for a good while, won't it? ]

[ Her string of hissed protests doesn't let up even once as they make their way up the beach - she doesn't dare raise her voice or make too much of a fuss for fear of drawing any more attention than they already have. There's nobody watching as they head into the cabin at least, but-

Ah. No way. There's seriously no way he's really planning on - ]

You're the worst!

[ She hisses that at him from her spot on the bench, wrenching down the blinds over the little window at the back - it's already frosted so thoroughly that you can't see in or out but she's not talking even the remotest of chances right now. ]

Where the heck is this coming from, anyway?!

[ SHE STILL DOESN'T KNOW ]

[ For the first time today, the hood comes off of his head, revealing his normally well-combed hair to be much more frazzled than usual. He looks directly at her... and the look in his eyes can only be described as hungry. ]

Where is...!? The fact that you have no clue where this is coming from makes it even worse!

[ He's suddenly on her, like a predator pouncing on it's prey. He's pushing her up against the wall, both of his hands on her chest—one even slipping under and pushing up her top to grope her directly... and when he crashes his lips against hers, biting her lip in the process as he always does.

The way the water drips down her skin, the way her swimsuit clings to her body, her messy wet hair cascading down her shoulders and back... he's pretty sure she drove a good few people crazy the same as she's done to him, but he gets to act on it. ]

[ Her lips part to - she doesn't quite know. Protest her innocence? Actually, with the way things are, uh, progressing right now, she's pretty sure that'd only hurt her case. ]

Ah- Oberon, just-

[ It's impossible to get her words out like this. Her voice hitches in time with his touch, sharpens into another of those little squeaks that came out of her earlier once he bites. She knew he'd been clingier than usual today, even if she's still getting used to what it means for her and Oberon to be like this, but-

She finally manages to push him back just enough for her to pull in a breath. She knows even without having to see herself that looking at him with her flushed, breathless expression is dangerous in all kinds of ways but with them so close, with her outright pinned to the wall, she has nowhere else to look. ]

Will you just wait a second?! [ She's panting for breath. And yet - it's only a pause. Not an outright protest. ] If you're going to drag me in here out of nowhere to-

[ Nope. She can't even say it. ]

- y-you could at least explain why!

[ God, it's just getting worse... adding that flushed, breathless expression to her current appearance is... ]

Agh...! No, I can't! When you come out looking like that, how the hell am I supposed to hold back!?

[ How could he possibly explain it to her? That her disheveled, wet appearance, was so overwhelmingly sexy that it even ended up breaking his self-control? He can't just say that! Certainly not right now!

Case and point, he leans forward again as if to claim her lips once more, but instead... he goes for her neck. He can't even bring himself to think of the consequences right now... the fact that she's definitely going to be upset with him about this later.

He clamps his teeth onto her neck and bites down all the same, his hands still groping and feeling her body the whole while. ]

[ Like what?! she means to demand, but her mouth opens just in time for his teeth to clamp down on her neck and what pours out instead is a shuddering, wordless little noise that she immediately tries to muffle with a hand. ]

W-wait, wait! Don't- not where everyone's going to see...

[ And yet her protests are suddenly a little softer. Her voice is a little sweeter. And when her free hand comes up, it's to clutch at the front of his hoodie as if to steady herself. ]

Y-you really couldn't wait until we got home?! It had to be right here?!

[ So, yes, she's definitely mad at him. But she's not pushing him away and she's certainly not asking him to stop. ]

[ Her plea is ignored, and his teeth sink deeper into her neck... deep enough that at this point, Ai should be well aware of how dark the resulting mark is going to be. With where it is, even if Ai wears his hoodie after this, it's bound to poke out just a little bit...

But if he's going to be punished for this... doesn't that just mean he needs to make the absolute most out of this right here, right now?

His teeth finally come off of her neck, his own face is flushed and needy like hers... but there's an uncontrollable hunger that suggests that nothing Ai says will take any control away from him right now. ]

Of course not...! You wouldn't have looked the same...!!

[ He'd have been able to take back control of himself if they had done that! Not that they could've in the first place. ]

So watch your voice... this place ain't exactly soundproof...!

[ In fact, if the sound of the bustling crowd out on the beach didn't drown it out... chances are that somebody heard the noise that she just made before she used her hand to muffle it. ]

Ah...

[ She'd meant to scold him even more, but something about the look on his face makes her words dry up in her throat. This is a terrible idea - no, it's beyond terrible. Even if she's not an idol here, this is still...

The theater wasn't any different than being in their own room back home but this is somewhere public. Somewhere somebody could see or hear them, if people haven't already figured out what's going on in here. The thought of it makes her stomach flutter anxiously.

But...

But Oberon's looking at her like that. Like he might die if he doesn't get to touch her right now. It digs into her skin and she finds she can't quite make a protest come out of her mouth.

She swallows. Then her eyes drift away from his and her expression turns sullen, pouty.

But her voice - ]

Whose fault is that? You picked this place.

[ He should know what an invitation from Ai sounds like by now. ]

[ A small smile cracks into Oberon's desperate expression... ]

Hah... I could've picked worse places...!

[ He certainly could've. At least here they have four walls all around them.

He kisses her again, forcefully and without any delicacy whatsoever. One hand fondles her chest, while the other moves down to slip under Ai's pareo and bikini bottom to prod at her entrance with his fingers. He's not wasting any time... hell, he's not even taking anything off.

He's going to do her right here, in what she's wearing right now. If that makes her think of this moment when she looks at this outfit again, well... that's not his fault. ~~Except it would be.~~ ]

[ It's a little easier to keep herself quiet while they kiss - but not easy. Even with her voice spilling directly into his mouth, she has to take care not to make any noises loud enough to carry in the first place. Her words, too, come out in another hiss. ]

I would've used my last Command Seal if you'd even thought about it!

[ Even she doesn't know how much of that is false bravado. Given how quickly she's given in to this, she doesn't want to think about how much worse things would've gone elsewhere. ]

You're not even going to let me take any of this off, are you? You're awful.

[ That's what she says, anyway - but the hand clinging to his hoodie tightens and she's gloriously pliant and cooperative when it comes to his touch. Even if she really is mad, it's not enough to make him stop. ]

[ Her words are so false to his eyes it almost makes him laugh again. Hell, he doesn't even need his eyes, her body is reacting so positively that the idea that she wouldn't have melted within seconds no matter where they went is preposterous. But this is the ideal place to do this. After all... it means he doesn't have to worry about interruptions. ]

Of course not...!

[ What you're wearing is the best part, Ai... it's what provoked him so thoroughly. Riled him up to the point that if he doesn't get to the main event soon, he feels as if he'd die right then and there.

So the instant he can feel with his fingers that she's ready for him... his hands leave those places in order to grip Ai's thighs and spread her legs. At some point, he had undone his own pants enough so that he himself was ready... and honestly, this might be the fastest Ai had ever gotten him to this state.

Which truly goes to show just how unbearably attractive Ai's appearance was, even if she remains fully unaware of it. ]

[ Her voice catches a little on the way out. She's gotten used enough to Oberon that she's... not forgotten, exactly, just how much taller and stronger than her he is but it doesn't occupy quite as much of her mind as it used to. Now, though, she's suddenly so overly aware of it that it makes her mouth dry up a little. Not only that, but she hadn't even done anything (at least not on purpose) this time and he's already...

Jeez. He really is just asking her to let it go to her head. ]

J-just wait a second, this bench is...

[ It's absolutely not going to withstand their weight, even if he was as gentle as she knows he won't be. So her arms wind around his neck and hold on, tight. ]

... if you're going to do this, hold onto me properly.

[ He's already made it very clear she doesn't weigh a thing to him. ]

[ Somehow, despite being the cause of this situation, as unintentional as it may have been... Ai manages to be a voice of reason. She's right, after all. Chances are that if he had been allowed to keep going like that, that bench would've been destroyed.

Being able to give him an even better idea certainly helps in that regard as well. ]

Ai...!

[ He suddenly hoists her up, his hands gripping her waist and easily lifting her up as though she weighed merely feathers. He holds her like this, positioned just above his length... his eyes looking into hers as she wraps her arms around him and holds on tight.

...And drops her down onto it, all in one go. ]

[ Oh. She'd been doing such a good job of keeping her voice down but that makes it come punching out of her in a rush of helpless, gasping breath. Her arms tighten around his neck, even though she trusts him to keep hold of her - she needs something to steady herself with.

She's trembling already. Actually, when exactly did she start? Knowing herself, it was probably the moment his teeth found her throat. ]

You really are the worst...! [ It's only just barely loud enough for him to hear but her voice is - breathy and needy, too. ] You didn't even give me any warning... ah...

[ With her arms around his neck, she manages to pull herself up just enough to press a kiss to the underside of his jaw. ]

You really couldn't take it...?

[ She still may not fully understand why, but she's right. He couldn't take it any longer. He needed to be inside her, needed to take her like this. Already he had been holding back as per her request... but when she came out looking like that, it all stopped mattering.

His arms hold her steady as he starts to ram into her from below. It doesn't even matter to him if anybody hears her cries as he allows himself to run wild... in fact, let them hear. Let them hear and speculate as to what's going on inside here, it won't change that she's all his.

He'll be doing her right here until he's completely satisfied. ]

Ai... Ai... Ai...!

[ The way he starts to breathlessly repeat her name as wreaks havoc upon her body should be all the answer she needs as to how badly he needed her. ]

[ It's not quite the same but - that breathless neediness in his voice makes her think of the last time they'd done something like this, in the world's least appropriate place. At least the theater had been completely private, sealed away from everyone else to the furthest extent it could be. This is about as far from private as you can get with four walls and a roof around you and that breathless need is probably why. And she can hear it in her own voice as well, even as she tries not to let it pour out of her. She'd been the one to insist she'd be mad if he went too far, if there were any embarrassing marks left on her skin in time for summer but... it's not as though she doesn't want to be touched. It's not like she doesn't want to be loved like this.

Oberon's the only one who ever would, after all. He loves staining pretty things so much.

She realizes in that same moment that as much as she doesn't want anyone else hearing her voice and realizing what's going on... she also doesn't want them to hear him either for an entirely different reason. Oberon saying her name like that is something that's just hers. Embarrassment isn't even a factor in her not wanting anyone else to have it.

So she kisses him. She swallows the sound of her name and every other noise out of his mouth like she could keep them that way. ... and she bites him, of course. That's what they do, isn't it? ]

[ It's a strange conflict of interests for Oberon. On one hand, he wants her all to himself... to let no one else have her. But the idea that as an idol, she would belong to everybody... it infuriates him. Therefore, he wants to hold her all to himself... while also making it known that he's doing so.

That they both enjoy being bitten by the other tracks all too well, in that sense... but having Ai treat him with that same possessiveness, keeping all of this to him and herself...

...well, he can't say that doesn't delight him either. ]

Mn...

[ He returns the kiss, bite and all. If she wants him to be all hers, then he's happy to make that the case.

He pushes her up against the wall, making love to her with renewed effort and force. He can feel a month's worth of pent-up desire finally being released... energy he kept to himself out of respect for her wish to actually be able to wear a swimsuit in public.

Now he's just making up for lost time. ]

[ Even if his teeth don't touch anywhere on her body - and Ai knows better than to make that assumption - she's going to be bruised and scraped by the time they're done here regardless. His fingers dig into her waist and she knows from the way her back meets the wall that she's going to be marked there, too. Maybe she really will have to steal his hoodie if she wants to look even a little presentable on the way home today.

But of course, it's hard to worry too much about later when he's making such a mess of her now. She's still doing her best to keep quiet but that bite makes a familiar squeak rise out of her mouth and it's followed by a huff as her arms tighten around his neck. ]

If you're not careful, we really will get caught and it'll be all your fault.

[ Says the girl actually making the noise... and even as she scolds him, her moans haven't stopped pouring out. ]

Look who's talking...!

[ He says, despite the fact that he's certainly not making it any easier. He bites her lip again and again, grips her waist hard enough to bruise, presses her up against the rough wall inside this cabin...

She's honestly doing a remarkable job of keeping her noises contained, considering that Oberon is doing everything in his power to make that as hard as possible. Case and point, he finally breaks their kiss... so that he can bite down on her shoulder, adding yet another mark to her body. ]

Well, that's all your-!

[ ... is all she manages to get out before her voice breaks. Breathy and hot and, somehow, not quite loud enough to carry out of the cabin. But just loud enough that she immediately presses her face to the side of his neck to try and muffle it. ]

Don't- don't bite me like that, not here...!

[ Even without being able to see them for what they are, her protests are particularly pathetic, not helped at all by the way her body curls into him, tight and pliant all at once, or the way her legs squeeze tight around him too. Maybe she doesn't want to get caught doing this but that certainly doesn't mean she wants him to stop. ]

[ He doesn't let up, continuing to relentlessly bully her despite her protests. Perhaps he'd have considered letting up if she weren't also practically curling around him, arms around his neck and legs around his waist as he continues to piston into her.

Being caught would be far more harm than good, not even Oberon wants that... but it clearly doesn't show, since he continues to edge that risk while she continues to insist that he doesn't stop. ]

Hah...! As if...!

[ He'll bite her all he wants, he'll finally mark her as his again and alleviate the frustration of her skin being so clear and untainted. From her shoulder he goes back to her neck, putting another bite mark just below the first... and then the other side of her neck, her other shoulder, her neck again... ]

[ It's not fair. It's so not fair in the least and yet - can Ai really say it's all just his fault? They'd spent all that time getting used to touching and having each other and then she'd insisted on spending a month barely even letting him touch her. Maybe this is just as much her fault as it is his. They're as bad as each other, after all.

That means it's been just as long for her since she's felt her skin give way under his teeth and she absolutely can't hold back her voice anymore. It's not loud, but it's soft and intense, right into his ear with each bite. It's so good it isn't fair. And while he's still being so rough, while he'd already worked her into such a state even before they'd gotten started, is it really a surprise that it doesn't take much to push her over the edge?

She struggles to keep herself quiet as she does. It comes through more in her body, the way she tightens and tenses and shudders but it's in her voice, too - gasping little moans and repetitions of his name. But even as she's trembling like that, the way her legs tighten around him even more makes it clear she's still wanting more. ]

[ He can only hope that their mutual uncontrollable need for each other mitigates what his eventual punishment for this will be... but that, like everything else, is a thought for later. ]

Ai...!

[ He thrusts into her, treats her as if he wants to break her, litters her neck and shoulders with bite marks and finally... he kisses her again, biting at her lips but still deeply kissing his beloved Master as the wall creaks with each thrust...

...and at the same time, silencing her moans as he hits his first release inside her. Right here, in a place decidedly public even though they have privacy. ]

[ There really is no middle ground, is there? Sometimes he touches her like she's something so delicate he's afraid of holding onto her too tight. And times like this, he does it like tarnishing the surface and making her as dirty as he can is the only thing on his mind. Maybe that's why she loves it so much. Everyone wants her to be something so pure and neat as an idol that having someone want her badly enough to make her dirty is just...

Dirty really is the word for it, too. The bites are bad enough, but her body's going to be such a mess by the time he's done it isn't even funny. So the last thing she should do is provoke him. It's the absolute worst thing she could do.

... So: ]

... Heehee. [ Her laugh comes out breathless and warm but something about it is still... ] That was a little quicker than I expected... Was it because you'd been waiting all month?

[ She gives him a little smile - the kind just begging to be wiped off her face. ]

That's so cute.

Huh...!?

[ Oberon is in the middle of coming down from his peak, gasping for breath and—while not intent on stopping—willing to give her a brief moment to catch her breath as well.

Then she does that, and well... ]

What, you think we're done here...!?

[ Provoking him is definitely a good way to make him want to break you, that's for sure...

He suddenly turns her around, facing her outward instead of inward... almost as if putting her on display, even though nobody else can see her. He manhandles her into this position effortlessly, and without skipping a beat, immediately starts thrusting again.

You reap what you sow, Hoshino Ai... ]

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