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

[ His ears are all red. Cute. Once again, she strokes the tip of her finger along the shell of his ear, like she's following the path of his blush. ]

Of course I haven't. I just said this was my first time doing a one-on-one fan meet like this, didn't I?

[ Despite the coy lilt to her voice, her words don't seem to be a lie. ]

I take it that means this is good, then?

...

[ God... it feels nice. It feels really nice. He can feel himself relaxing against his will. ]

...Hah, if anything, I'm getting bored.

[ He's so hopelessly defenseless for her... ]

Heehee. I guess it would be for you. But sorry, I think your favourite kind of fanservice would be a little too much for a handshake session like this.

[ Handshake session. Sure. We're still doing that bit, then. ]

But... since you did work so hard, I guess a little extra wouldn't be going too far.

[ She leans over him and blows a puff of air right into his ear. ]

How does that sound?

[ Just a handshake session, totally. As if they haven't gone so, so much further than that. That's the thought going through his head as she mentions that, but... ]

...!

[ That puff of air into his ear gets a shiver out of him. Of all things, a shiver. It's always been easy to get him going, so to speak. Simply dressing provocatively has always been enough to drive him crazy...

...But this? This specifically? It's driving him mad in a whole new way. ]

Pfft-

[ She can't help it. That finally makes her giggle - but with her voice as soft and sweet as it is right now, it comes out sounding a whole lot different to her usual laughs, even though it's at his expense. ]

Sorry, sorry. Was that a little much? I probably should've warned you first. But you're kind of melting whenever I touch you... it's cute. So I can't help it.

[ Her voice drops even lower and softer. ]

Hey, Oberon. You're not really this defenseless, are you? You really can't stand up against a little bunny like me?

H-Huh…!? Of course–

[ He catches his words before they leave his mouth. “Of course not” he had been about to say… which would’ve just solidified how weak he is to her.

Besides, it’s not that he’s weak to any bunny that comes his way… just her. ]

…Careful, I might just snap, you know.

Will you? Hm... I don't think you will.

[ Soft as she's being with him, that doesn't mean she's going to pass on the chance to swipe at him a bit. That's how both of them like it best, right?

And besides. If he rolls over and shows his belly without putting up the slightest bit of a fight, that's nowhere near as much fun. ]

You're being so soft right now... I don't think you could put up a fight even if you tried.

[ Another fuuuu of warm breath right into his ear. ]

[ It's perfect, he wouldn't have it any other way... but he's not going to just sit here and take this, even if it does feel great.

The puff into his ear serves as the last straw in that regard... as he suddenly lunges up, putting his hands on her shoulders and pushing her down onto her back, putting himself on top. ]

Is that so...? What do you think now?

[ ...he'd be much more threatening if his face wasn't still flushed. ]

[ It's Ai who goes down without a fight - pliant and unresistant and completely cooperative. And yet, even though she's on her back, it doesn't quite seem like she's really gone belly up just yet. She just smiles up at him, her expression soft as she reaches up a hand and strokes her fingers over his cheek to cradle his face. ]

I think you're still blushing. You're so cute.

[ Her thumb touches his bottom lip. ]

I didn't know you'd be so weak to a little fanservice. But if that's the reward you want, I'm happy to give it to you. That's what idols are supposed to do.

[ How does she do it... continue to look at him like that even now? Of course he's still blushing, how could he not? ]

I'm a greedy Servant, you know... so if you're giving it to me...

[ He leans down to bring his face closer... ]

...You'd best give me everything, then.

I will.

[ The answer comes with no hesitation and before he can respond in turn, Ai lifts her head just enough to press her lips to the corner of his eye. The hand cradling his face holds him steady when her mouth nuzzles the crest of his cheek, too. ]

Since you worked so hard for me today, I don't mind giving you as much as you want.

[ A kiss to the corner of his mouth, her warm breath puffing against his lips. ]

Just for tonight, I'll give you aaaaanything you want.

[ ...God he loves her. His face is still flushed, but he grins... pressing a quick kiss to her lips before pulling back and climbing further onto the bed so he can lay back on the bed. ]

Then... you won't mind servicing me, will you?

[ ...Oh he's practically setting himself up for her, isn't he? ]

[ He really doesn't know what he's in for, does he... well, that's fine with her. It's always so much cuter when she manages to catch him off guard, after all.

Not that she's going to let him get his way that easily, of course. ]

Hmm, I don't know about that... fanservice is one thing but if I go too far, I could get in big trouble.

[ And yet, she follows him - hands on either side on his chest, legs parenthesizing his thighs. Isn't it funny how their positions changed all of a sudden? ]

But... this is a private session. And you worked super, super hard for me. Maybe this is how I could convince you to switch sides and pick me as your favourite.

[ Her smile's a picture perfect idol expression but wearing it in a situation like this is just... ]

So I'll do my best. But I'm toooootally inexperienced at this kind of fanservice, you know?

[ Lie. Blatant, blatant lie as she leans in to kiss him. ]

Hah, you had better do your best, then...

[ His hands similarly go to rest on her thighs, responding to her perfect idol smile with his own usual grin. It's a matter of who's facade breaks first, now... ]

I'm rather picky, after all...

[ He returns the kiss, hands gripping her thighs as she positions herself on top of him. He can feel himself growing up against where she's decided to straddle him, and as such, he lightly bucks his hips against hers.

A special private session just for him and nobody else... he'll be taking full advantage, thank you very much. ]

[ Ah. He's already this impatient. She's barely even touched him and Oberon already wants her this badly. And just not just that he wants her - it's that he wants her like this. Pretty and pure and just begging to be dirtied and broken.

The idea of using Ai of B-Komachi like this... it makes a little knot of guilt churn in her stomach. But even more than that it makes her heart start to thunder. ]

Mmm. I promise I'll do my best for you.

[ She nips playfully at his mouth but even as she kisses him, her fingers find the buttons of his shirt and start undoing them. Ai's going to be dressed up like the until the last possible moment, huh... ]

I bet I can find all your sensitive spots, too. ⭐

[ He'll be tarnishing every part of her... the real Ai, the Ai of B-Komachi... all of it belongs to him now, doesn't it? ]

You'd better if you want any chance of converting me...

[ His hands drift up her poofy, frilly skirt, gripping her thighs more directly as she undresses him. Ultimately, the entire thing is going to be peeled off of her eventually... but for now, he'll be tarnishing the people's ultimate idol as much as he can. ]

If you don't... I'll take over... and a poor little bunny like you will just get eaten up, won't she?

Heehee. So you're saying I look good enough to eat? Thank you very much. ❤️

[ That's not... technically what he said but at the same time... is she really wrong?

She kisses him again, just briefly, before her lips move to his ear. Her fingers are still busy with unbuttoning his shirt but that doesn't mean she can't get started in other ways. ]

Is this the kind of thing you were looking forward to as a reward while you were fighting? [ Breathy and low, her voice puffs against his ear as she gently presses her weight into him - hey, he started it. ] Normally that's really not supposed to be the kind of thing you ask for from an idol... but if it's you asking, I don't mind giving it.

[ Then she nips at his ear. Now who's at risk of getting eaten? ]

[ She weighs nothing to him, even now that she's on top of him... but he can feel when she presses herself down onto him, consequently earning a soft groan out of him. ]

Yeah, a delicious-looking bunny... nn...

[ The bite to his ear earns another noise from him, signaling his enjoyment at the act. ]

What, you really think I'm one to follow rules...?

[ As if he'd care that this isn't something you ask of an idol... ]

You really should do. If you get too handsy or too pushy, your private session could get cancelled, you know. [ Said as if his hands aren't literally under her skirt already....... ] So you'd better be careful.

[ She pulls his shirt open, pale skin and skinny frame exposed to her touch. Her hand settles on his chest and slowly strokes down, the flat of her palm sliding along his skin down to his stomach - gentle, careful touches. ]

I don't think there's any rules like that for me, though... what a handy loophole, huh?

[ She presses that in with a kiss to his ear before her lips start moving downwards, travelling the slope of his jaw and down to his throat. Unlike some people, she doesn't bite - every touch is slow, deliberate and achingly gentle, even as her hips press more of her weight into him. ]

[ It's a stark contrast to how rough he is with her, biting down hard enough to draw blood, gripping tightly enough that it bruises, holding so desperately that his nails—or even his claws—leave marks on her skin. When he touches her, he aims to break her... to tarnish her, dirty her, scream to the world that she belongs to him.

It's honestly baffling how similar they are underneath it all. ]

And how much is "too" handsy, hm? Is this too much...?

[ He says, his hands suddenly gripping her butt outright instead of just her thighs. ]

[ A giggle puffs against his skin under her lips. ]

Mm. Probably. But I guess it's a little too late to tell you not to. [ Then she laughs again. ] Aah, but that's not very idol-y of me, is it? Maybe I should try something like...

[ Still in that soft, breathy voice and very much rocking back into his touch as her kisses trail down his throat. ]

Kyaaa. ⭐ You shouldn't grab me like that. No, no, don't touch me there. You're a pervert.

[ Do I even need to say it's all a lie? ... aside from the last part. ]

How was that? Convincing enough?

If you're going to be convincing, then you should try saying it when you're not straddling me...

[ Not exactly very convincing when she's still rocking her hips against the very hard bulge in his pants. ]

Nn... you could also stand to be a little bolder... aren't you trying to steal me away?

[ One has to be bold and daring to compete against this supposed idol that's his oshi and isn't Ai, and definitely exists too. ]

Is this not good enough? It seems to me like it's working pretty well so far. You're already getting all worked up and I've barely even touched you. This is what I meant when I said you were defenseless, you know?

[ She sweetens the remark with another kiss to the hollow of his throat. ]

But if you're getting that impatient, then I guess I could be a little bolder. I really shouldn't be doing this for a fan, but...

[ Her hips shift, lifting off him just enough for her to slide her hand between them and start unfastening his pants. ... It's uh, a little fiddly to do one handed while she's not looking, but... ]

You're special. So maybe I could break a few rules for you. After all, you're my favourite fan.

[ ... Annoyingly, none of that is a lie. ]

Oh? Is that so...

[ At the very least, it's not like his pants are too complicated to undo... it's just a matter of loosening it and pushing both it and the undergarments down enough for his dick to spring out.

It might be a little different, properly seeing it instead of just feeling it forcing itself deep inside her.

Honestly... unfastening a man's pants and pulling that out... her actions are as far from what an idol should be doing as it can get, even if she's still acting like one. ]

Then... show your favorite fan some appreciation...

[ He says it in a deep, husky voice, as if ordering her to do so... but his flushed cheeks betray the air of control he's trying to put on. ]

Jeez. Someone's bossy. Any other fan would start with "please". ... Not that I'd do this for any other fan.

[ As her fingers curl around him, the thought strikes her - she never usually gets a chance to touch him like this, does she? Usually it's one-sided in a completely different way; Ai being teased and touched and loved until she can't think, until she can hardly even breathe. There's not even a chance to return the favour, however much she'd want to.

Taking in his flushed face as she strokes him slowly, deliberately, she finds herself wondering if that isn't by design. ]

I guess I'll forgive you just this once, though.

[ She leans in and presses a kiss to his cheek - but she doesn't pull back. Instead, she keeps moving closer until she can whisper directly into his ear, breath hot against his skin. ]

You can keep touching me too, you know. It's okay. You wanted everything, right? So take as much as you like.

[ She punctuates that with a gentle squeeze of her fingers and nips at his earlobe - before immediately pressing a line of apologetic kisses down his neck ]

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject