[ Her voice does come spilling out - but it's a breathy laugh edged with a moan. ]
Aah, so that's where you like it... then, here...?
[ And she curls her fingers just so, stroking over that spot repeatedly in smooth, steady motions, even as she rocks back onto his hand. Despite her words, she's not so easily distracted. ]
Or maybe here...
[ This time she drags the pad of her thumb across the tip, slow and deliberate, gathering slick before smoothing it down over hot, sensitive skin. ]
Heehee. You're acting all tough, but I can tell you like this. You're still blushing.
[ Her tone is fondly teasing, even as she leans in close enough to press a trail of kisses up his jawline, all the way to his mouth. ]
You're so cute when you're like this. I love it.
[ And then she seals their lips together again - though this kiss is less chaste than before, lingering as she tastes and teases his tongue with her own. She's really not going easy on him, is she...?! ]
[ The underside of his length is especially sensitive... and that's not even mentioning the tip. He lets out a loud groan as she suddenly drags her thumb over it, gathering slickness from his precum before running her frankly-divine fingers back down his shaft. He's practically an open book, isn't he? ]
S-Shut...
[ He fingers her a little faster, his grip on her ass with his clawed hand tightening as his body tenses under her with each stroke. She's going to have claw marks on her butt at this rate, but it's not like that's about to stop either of them.
In any case, he can't even get out a retort before her lips are against his... their tongues pressed against each other. To think he'd be shut up before he could say those very words to Ai herself... ]
M-Mn...
[ She'll be able to feel his length twitch in her hand... ]
[ Another breathless laugh, right against his mouth. This really is bullying... ]
It makes you mad to hear me say that, right? Sorry, sorry. But it's true. You're just so cute like this, I can't help it.
[ She presses more kisses to his mouth in between her words, still stroking him steadily, unhurried and seemingly unruffled even as her breath puffs out in soft moans in time with each thrust of his fingers inside her. She's trembling and flushed but with the way he's already melting under her touch, she can't help but tease him. ]
You're always acting so cold and mean around everybody else, but right now... Heehee. You're so sensitive like this. Nobody else gets to see you like this, do they? Only me.
[ And she punctuates that with a roll of her hips back against his hands - before finally dragging her palm back up his length to rub circles against the tip, paying special attention to that sensitive underside. All that combined with her sweet, teasing voice... It's a little merciless. ]
You're trembling all over. Does it feel that good...? I'm glad.
[ It's baffling... he's thrusting his fingers in and out of her at a fairly intense pace, and she's clearly reacting to it... but her eyes remain fixated on him, attacking him mercilessly...
...Honestly, he can't say he doesn't deserve the lack of mercy, really. ]
H-Hngh...! Fuck, Ai...!
[ The combination of her voice... her hand as she targets where he's most sensitive without any mercy... it's all too much. He doesn't stand a chance. He can't resist it any longer. ]
Hn...!!
[ He erupts. Her hand brings him to his peak, and it's intense. His entire body tenses, his clawed hand digs into her ass, the hand fingering her pushes as deep as it can go... and he releases all over her, as well as himself by extension.
How they plan on explaining the mess on her poor Mystic Code is anyone's guess at this point. ]
[ For all she's been calling him defenseless, she's not expecting him to lose it quite this fast. His hands drag a gasp out of her in turn, clenching tight around his fingers with a warm shudder even as he spills all over her hand - and both their clothes. And she can't help laughing again - breathlessly delighted and triumphant rather than teasing - or at least, not quite so teasing -this time, pressing kisses to his mouth even as she strokes him through it. She doesn't let up until his shudders ease and she feels him start to relax under her.
She gives him a second to catch his breath - see, she's considerate, unlike someone she could mention - before she presses a softer, more tender kiss to his mouth. ]
... I guess that answers that question. Heehee.
[ Her tone is soft and affectionate rather than smug, reaching up to brush sweat-damp hair out of his face with her clean hand as she studies him with a smile. ]
You really made such a mess, though... [ Pout, pout. ] Just look what you did to my clothes... And yours. Jeez, I really didn't think you'd come that much. Did it really feel that good?
[ She tilts her head curiously, playing the infuriatingly act to the hilt... though she's already pulling back a little to survey the damage - and uh, maybe to find something on the nightstand to wipe her hand with... ]
[ It's her fault he came that much! She just kept stroking him even as he hit his release, and it all but extended his climax as a result. Considerate his ass... ]
The... the hell did you expect...
[ Of course it felt good. It felt so good it's embarrassing... he can't even look her in the eyes anymore as a result. He really did just come all over both himself and Ai... he just can't help but look at the result, the white ropes all over the front of her costume... not to mention what ended up on her hand.
It couldn't be more obvious how his eyes land on her hand and stay fixed there. ]
I wasn't exactly expecting anything... I was just surprised. [ She flashes him a smile over her shoulder. ] But I'm happy it felt so good.
[ Good enough to make this much of a mess, it seems. Her eyes linger on his face and without even meaning to, she follows his gaze down to her hand - before flicking back up to meet his eyes again with an inscrutable expression on her face.
Then it turns into a smile. The kind of smile that absolutely, positively means trouble. Especially when Ai wears it. ]
Heehee. Oberon, you're staring. ♪ But I guess you're always so proud of yourself when you make a mess like this...
[ Finally, her clean hand comes up to tug the frilly necktie of her outfit loose. She pulls it free with a flourish - before using it to wipe off her dirtied hand. It's awful, right? Using Ai of B-Komachi's costume for something like that. But she's already filthy as it is, so what's a little more? ]
Should I clean you up, too? I did promise I'd take care of you properly. Or... is there something else you'd like?
[ It looks like coming once is enough to have rattled Oberon enough that he can barely even think of a response to her question, especially after watching her do... do that.
It's awful... and god watching her do it does things to him. She's asking if he wants her to clean him up!? Of course he wants her to do that! Wait, no— ]
[ As she takes in his expression, Ai smiles. There's still a twinkle of mischief in her eyes, but the rest of it is so, so soft and fond. She'd meant every word she said - that he was so much cuter like this, that she loved seeing him soften so much. Knowing that she's the only one who gets to see it... no, even better, that she gets to see it because he's this riled up because of her...
Maybe she understands a little why he likes teasing her so much after all. ]
Okay. Then... let's finish undressing, okay? There's no point in cleaning up if we're staying in these messy clothes.
[ She's already unfastened her necktie, so she sets to slowly peeling off the rest of her clothes, too - top, skirt and fluffy petticoat discarded until all that's left are her thigh highs, the puffy detached sleeves and the little hair accessory holding up her bouncy ponytail... and the... colour coordinated lingerie underneath...? S-surely that's not part of the Mystic Code...
In either case, the effect is exactly as she'd intended - the few remaining bits of her clothing somehow make the skin that shows seem even more tantalizing. ]
Mayyyybe. ♪ Heehee, I thought you'd like it. It's cute, right? [ sure. cute. that's one word for it. ] Here, come on, let me help you.
[ So this is fanservice too, huh... Well, she's happy to play along... for now. After all, he's being so cute... she can't bring herself to tease him too much right now, especially when she'd left him in such a state before. So she crawls up further onto the bed to help him undress.
Her touch is gentle again - careful and deliberate as she peels the shirt off his shoulders, then leans in to kiss the side of his throat. ]
Good boy. Ah, you liked it when I called you that before, right? No wonder you're being so well behaved all of a sudden.
[ Finally, her hands drift down to his pants - helping him peel those off, too. ]
[ He lets her do as she pleases, peeling layers off of him in much the same way she just did to herself. It's embarrassing having her do this... it's even more embarrassing considering the fact that his arousal is still on full display, still standing straight up and as hard as ever.
Not only that, but "good boy"!? Is this revenge for when he called her a "good girl"!? ]
Nope. ♪ [ Ah. That was all Hoshino Ai instead of Ai of B-Komachi, just for a second. ] What sort of idol would I be if I didn't talk to one of my precious fans while I've got the chance?
[ Of course, given the way she leans in to kiss him, talking isn't exactly what she'd had in mind. It's slow and languid and when she wraps her arms around his neck, she hugs him tight enough to press their bodies against each other. No matter how cold and pale he might look, he really is wonderfully warm. ]
Jeez... you're still all worked up, huh? Did it feel that good? Or maybe... it wasn't good enough? You did say I was gonna have to work a little harder to hook you...
[ Another kiss, with a nip of his bottom lip. ]
Hey, Oberon.
[ Like that, her voice is nothing short of deadly. ]
[ Her body pressed against his... her warmth against his own... and that deadly voice of hers... this is dangerous and he knows it. If he doesn't do something now, she'll end up wringing him dry for as long as her own stamina allows...
...the fact that his face flushed further at the thought is truly damning, isn't it? ]
Hmm? Are you already out of patience? What happened to you wanting to be fanserviced?
[ Even as she speaks, though, she's pressing more of those kisses to his mouth. She hasn't stopped. ]
You don't want me to rush it, right? You don't want it to be over before you can enjoy it properly. A one on one meeting like this is a once in a lifetime event, after all. [ So we're still on that... ] So it's okay. You can be as greedy as you like. You can ask for anything.
[ The trail of her kisses finally follows his jaw all the way to his ear where her voice drops into a honey-sweet whisper. ]
If it's for you, I don't mind giving you any kind of fanservice you want.
[ Each kiss feels like it’s breaking down his ability to resist her even further. He’s already putty in her hands, and yet she’s still asking him this? ]
[ There's a pause - and then a warm, breathy laugh pours out of her, huffed right against his ear. ]
Aah... so even you can be honest sometimes. ... Good boy. [ Sh-she's really patting his head again in a situation like this...?! ] Okay. Since you asked and you were so honest with me...
[ She pulls back just enough for him to see her face and her smile turns... sheepish. ]
I'm a little out of practice - or well... it's not like I've ever had a chance to practice. [ Wink... You don't need me to tell you which part of that's a lie. ] ... but I'll do my best for you.
[ Another kiss. First to his jaw, then to his throat. Then, lower - to his collarbone. Lower - to his chest. Lower still - to his stomach. Lower - lower - lower... until she's settled between his legs, gazing up at him an expression that can really only be called pure mischief. ]
It'll be a little embarrassing, but... you have to promise to watch, okay?
[ And then, doing an excellent performance of a girl fully confident in what she's doing, she reaches up to wrap her fingers around him - and she presses a kiss right to the tip. ... that's how you're supposed to get started, right...?! ]
[ Ah. That's a new look on him. She absolutely, definitely hasn't thought about this kind of thing before even once (he can't call her out on lies she tells in her own head, right?) but... say just hypothetically that she had... she would've expected him to be more... smug? Arrogant? Probably even a little cruel about it in the way he likes to be with her. It's maybe a little too easy to imagine him with a hand in her hair, forcing her down without warning or waiting for her to adjust, saying something nasty and degrading like he does, with that awful sneer on his face.
Just hypothetically, of course. N-not that she's ever thought about it in that much detail. It just seems more like him, is all. But this is... different. He's all flustered. Like he's embarrassed about wanting it. Like he wants it so badly he can't stand it.
The intensity of her expression breaks just a bit. A laugh, embarrassed and shaky, tumbles out of her and suddenly - ah. She's Hoshino Ai again. ]
Aahh, you looking right at me like this really is embarrassing...! [ she was the one who demanded it... ] But... I think I kind of like it. [ The brightness reasserts itself. Ai of B-Komachi again, it seems. ] Nobody else ever gets to see their favourite idol like this, after all.
[ Another kiss - and then finally, a long, slow drag of her tongue. ]
[ What little pride remains in him at this moment furiously takes notes as "you looking right at me like this is really embarrassing" reveals, at least in part, the thoughts that she has totally never, ever thought about. Oh Ai, you're in for a ride when he gets his revenge... ]
A-Agh... fuck, Ai...
[ ...fortunately, for now at least, it seems he's perfectly content—despite what he may claim—to let Ai have full control over him... unable to contain his voice as she drags her tongue along his dick. ]
[ Oh, she's never heard Oberon like this before. His voice sounds raw, trembling on the verge of breaking - his words should have the sound of a demand and yet, they're coming out like a plea instead. The sound of it sends heat flooding through her, sweet honey melting and diffusing through every inch of her body. Her heart's racing.
She really, really wants to hear more. ]
Mmn...? More...? Like this...?
[ 'This', of course, is slowly dragging her tongue across him - except this time, it starts all the way down at the bottom, curling all the way up to the very tip. Now, just where was it that got the best reactions out of him when she was doing this with her hand again...? ]
[ He practically throws his head back as her tongue runs along the sensitive part of his length, the underside, all the way up to his tip. His hands grip the sheets, unable to reach her all the way down at his waist. His breathing comes out in heavy gasps, his length now slick from her tongue... not to mention the precum forming at the tip. ]
A-Ai... stop teasing, damn it... ngh...
[ And yet her teasing is getting such delightful reactions out of him... ]
Hm? Who says I'm teasing? [ The smile she flashes him as she says it, for one. ] I'm just trying to remember where you liked it best.
[ And then, as if to demonstrate, she leans forward again - pressing more kisses to the side this time, before it melts into another of those long, slow licks. ]
How about here...? Or maybe here, or here? ♪ [ She punctuates each word with a kiss - up, up, up until she's reached the tip. ] Mmm... if you're making a face like that, I guess it must feel pretty good no matter where I do it.
[ It's tempting to keep tormenting him like this - he certainly never bothers to take mercy on her when he's the one in control - but... ]
Okay... I did promise to take care of you. So... try and relax a little.
[ And with that, she finally sinks her mouth down onto him. Slowly enough that she's definitely still teasing him a little, no matter what she says. ]
[ He can't even get the words out. She's right, after all... it feels incredible no matter where she does it. Her lips and tongue on that part of him... even he can feel the scandalous nature of having an idol do such a thing, which really just makes the whole experience that much better. ]
How the hell am I supposed to relax whe—Ohhhhh...
[ What can only be described as a long moan escapes him as she sinks down onto him, feeling her take him down her throat... of course, as far as sensations go, it doesn't beat penetration... but rather, it's an entirely different sensation, one that he wasn't prepared for in the slightest. ]
F-Fuck...
[ And yet she's so... torturously slow, it's driving him mad. Not that he has any right to complain about that. ]
[ Surprisingly, just as she'd said - she's a little clumsy. She'd made it sound like a joke, the impossibly pure response of an idol who's never had so much as a dirty thought in her life... but she hadn't been entirely kidding when she'd said she was out of practice. It's been just long enough that she needs to take things slow, bit by bit. But he's so reactive that it's impossible not to tell that she's on the right track, at least. She can't exactly tell him as much right now but... he really is so cute, it's unfair.
She does her best, like she'd promised - it's not like she doesn't want to make him feel good, after all. But when she reaches about halfway, she pauses for just a moment - and then pulls back again, slowly dragging her mouth off him, until it's free enough for her to speak. ]
Aah... ahah, sorry... that's as far as I can go, I think... [ Her tone is a little coy and yet, the apology's sincere. ] So... try to hold back a little if you can, okay?
[ She takes a breath, trying not to make it too obvious she's trying to steady her nerves - and then leans down again, sinking down just as slowly as before - this time, she manages to get just a little further, but it's as far as she can go. So she sinks into a rhythm like that, slow and careful, her hands moving to rest on his hips - just to give herself something to brace against - and doing her best not to think about how she must look in his eyes right now. ]
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Aah, so that's where you like it... then, here...?
[ And she curls her fingers just so, stroking over that spot repeatedly in smooth, steady motions, even as she rocks back onto his hand. Despite her words, she's not so easily distracted. ]
Or maybe here...
[ This time she drags the pad of her thumb across the tip, slow and deliberate, gathering slick before smoothing it down over hot, sensitive skin. ]
Heehee. You're acting all tough, but I can tell you like this. You're still blushing.
[ Her tone is fondly teasing, even as she leans in close enough to press a trail of kisses up his jawline, all the way to his mouth. ]
You're so cute when you're like this. I love it.
[ And then she seals their lips together again - though this kiss is less chaste than before, lingering as she tastes and teases his tongue with her own. She's really not going easy on him, is she...?! ]
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S-Shut...
[ He fingers her a little faster, his grip on her ass with his clawed hand tightening as his body tenses under her with each stroke. She's going to have claw marks on her butt at this rate, but it's not like that's about to stop either of them.
In any case, he can't even get out a retort before her lips are against his... their tongues pressed against each other. To think he'd be shut up before he could say those very words to Ai herself... ]
M-Mn...
[ She'll be able to feel his length twitch in her hand... ]
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It makes you mad to hear me say that, right? Sorry, sorry. But it's true. You're just so cute like this, I can't help it.
[ She presses more kisses to his mouth in between her words, still stroking him steadily, unhurried and seemingly unruffled even as her breath puffs out in soft moans in time with each thrust of his fingers inside her. She's trembling and flushed but with the way he's already melting under her touch, she can't help but tease him. ]
You're always acting so cold and mean around everybody else, but right now... Heehee. You're so sensitive like this. Nobody else gets to see you like this, do they? Only me.
[ And she punctuates that with a roll of her hips back against his hands - before finally dragging her palm back up his length to rub circles against the tip, paying special attention to that sensitive underside. All that combined with her sweet, teasing voice... It's a little merciless. ]
You're trembling all over. Does it feel that good...? I'm glad.
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...Honestly, he can't say he doesn't deserve the lack of mercy, really. ]
H-Hngh...! Fuck, Ai...!
[ The combination of her voice... her hand as she targets where he's most sensitive without any mercy... it's all too much. He doesn't stand a chance. He can't resist it any longer. ]
Hn...!!
[ He erupts. Her hand brings him to his peak, and it's intense. His entire body tenses, his clawed hand digs into her ass, the hand fingering her pushes as deep as it can go... and he releases all over her, as well as himself by extension.
How they plan on explaining the mess on her poor Mystic Code is anyone's guess at this point. ]
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She gives him a second to catch his breath - see, she's considerate, unlike someone she could mention - before she presses a softer, more tender kiss to his mouth. ]
... I guess that answers that question. Heehee.
[ Her tone is soft and affectionate rather than smug, reaching up to brush sweat-damp hair out of his face with her clean hand as she studies him with a smile. ]
You really made such a mess, though... [ Pout, pout. ] Just look what you did to my clothes... And yours. Jeez, I really didn't think you'd come that much. Did it really feel that good?
[ She tilts her head curiously, playing the infuriatingly act to the hilt... though she's already pulling back a little to survey the damage - and uh, maybe to find something on the nightstand to wipe her hand with... ]
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[ It's her fault he came that much! She just kept stroking him even as he hit his release, and it all but extended his climax as a result. Considerate his ass... ]
The... the hell did you expect...
[ Of course it felt good. It felt so good it's embarrassing... he can't even look her in the eyes anymore as a result. He really did just come all over both himself and Ai... he just can't help but look at the result, the white ropes all over the front of her costume... not to mention what ended up on her hand.
It couldn't be more obvious how his eyes land on her hand and stay fixed there. ]
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[ Good enough to make this much of a mess, it seems. Her eyes linger on his face and without even meaning to, she follows his gaze down to her hand - before flicking back up to meet his eyes again with an inscrutable expression on her face.
Then it turns into a smile. The kind of smile that absolutely, positively means trouble. Especially when Ai wears it. ]
Heehee. Oberon, you're staring. ♪ But I guess you're always so proud of yourself when you make a mess like this...
[ Finally, her clean hand comes up to tug the frilly necktie of her outfit loose. She pulls it free with a flourish - before using it to wipe off her dirtied hand. It's awful, right? Using Ai of B-Komachi's costume for something like that. But she's already filthy as it is, so what's a little more? ]
Should I clean you up, too? I did promise I'd take care of you properly. Or... is there something else you'd like?
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[ It looks like coming once is enough to have rattled Oberon enough that he can barely even think of a response to her question, especially after watching her do... do that.
It's awful... and god watching her do it does things to him. She's asking if he wants her to clean him up!? Of course he wants her to do that! Wait, no— ]
Y... yeah...
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Maybe she understands a little why he likes teasing her so much after all. ]
Okay. Then... let's finish undressing, okay? There's no point in cleaning up if we're staying in these messy clothes.
[ She's already unfastened her necktie, so she sets to slowly peeling off the rest of her clothes, too - top, skirt and fluffy petticoat discarded until all that's left are her thigh highs, the puffy detached sleeves and the little hair accessory holding up her bouncy ponytail... and the... colour coordinated lingerie underneath...? S-surely that's not part of the Mystic Code...
In either case, the effect is exactly as she'd intended - the few remaining bits of her clothing somehow make the skin that shows seem even more tantalizing. ]
I'll help you, too. Or can you manage yourself?
[ She's having way too much fun... ]
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W-Were you wearing that underneath the whole time!?
[ While they were climbing that tower!? While she was performing!? Oh, oh Eli, you really did stand no chance against Ai... ]
I-I mean... of course, you're supposed to be servicing me, aren't you?
[ He's making her do all the work, he's totally in control right now, he has a handle on this... he's not melting as we speak. ]
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[ So this is fanservice too, huh... Well, she's happy to play along... for now. After all, he's being so cute... she can't bring herself to tease him too much right now, especially when she'd left him in such a state before. So she crawls up further onto the bed to help him undress.
Her touch is gentle again - careful and deliberate as she peels the shirt off his shoulders, then leans in to kiss the side of his throat. ]
Good boy. Ah, you liked it when I called you that before, right? No wonder you're being so well behaved all of a sudden.
[ Finally, her hands drift down to his pants - helping him peel those off, too. ]
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Not only that, but "good boy"!? Is this revenge for when he called her a "good girl"!? ]
Shut up already...
[ God, he's doomed. ]
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[ Of course, given the way she leans in to kiss him, talking isn't exactly what she'd had in mind. It's slow and languid and when she wraps her arms around his neck, she hugs him tight enough to press their bodies against each other. No matter how cold and pale he might look, he really is wonderfully warm. ]
Jeez... you're still all worked up, huh? Did it feel that good? Or maybe... it wasn't good enough? You did say I was gonna have to work a little harder to hook you...
[ Another kiss, with a nip of his bottom lip. ]
Hey, Oberon.
[ Like that, her voice is nothing short of deadly. ]
Why don't you tell me what you want next?
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[ Her body pressed against his... her warmth against his own... and that deadly voice of hers... this is dangerous and he knows it. If he doesn't do something now, she'll end up wringing him dry for as long as her own stamina allows...
...the fact that his face flushed further at the thought is truly damning, isn't it? ]
G... go all the way, Ai... don't stop...
[ Tonight... he's at her mercy. ]
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[ Even as she speaks, though, she's pressing more of those kisses to his mouth. She hasn't stopped. ]
You don't want me to rush it, right? You don't want it to be over before you can enjoy it properly. A one on one meeting like this is a once in a lifetime event, after all. [ So we're still on that... ] So it's okay. You can be as greedy as you like. You can ask for anything.
[ The trail of her kisses finally follows his jaw all the way to his ear where her voice drops into a honey-sweet whisper. ]
If it's for you, I don't mind giving you any kind of fanservice you want.
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[ Each kiss feels like it’s breaking down his ability to resist her even further. He’s already putty in her hands, and yet she’s still asking him this? ]
T-Then…
[ He can’t think of a way out, and as such… ]
Your mouth… use that…
[ She successfully coaxes the truth out of him. ]
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Aah... so even you can be honest sometimes. ... Good boy. [ Sh-she's really patting his head again in a situation like this...?! ] Okay. Since you asked and you were so honest with me...
[ She pulls back just enough for him to see her face and her smile turns... sheepish. ]
I'm a little out of practice - or well... it's not like I've ever had a chance to practice. [ Wink... You don't need me to tell you which part of that's a lie. ] ... but I'll do my best for you.
[ Another kiss. First to his jaw, then to his throat. Then, lower - to his collarbone. Lower - to his chest. Lower still - to his stomach. Lower - lower - lower... until she's settled between his legs, gazing up at him an expression that can really only be called pure mischief. ]
It'll be a little embarrassing, but... you have to promise to watch, okay?
[ And then, doing an excellent performance of a girl fully confident in what she's doing, she reaches up to wrap her fingers around him - and she presses a kiss right to the tip. ... that's how you're supposed to get started, right...?! ]
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A-Ah…
[ Look at her… the ultimate idol, Ai herself… with her lips pressed against his own tip.
If he wasn’t so busy melting, he’d have felt proud.
His tip, still sensitive from the earlier climax, is all too receptive to the kiss… twitching in response while his face twists in anticipation. ]
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Just hypothetically, of course. N-not that she's ever thought about it in that much detail. It just seems more like him, is all. But this is... different. He's all flustered. Like he's embarrassed about wanting it. Like he wants it so badly he can't stand it.
The intensity of her expression breaks just a bit. A laugh, embarrassed and shaky, tumbles out of her and suddenly - ah. She's Hoshino Ai again. ]
Aahh, you looking right at me like this really is embarrassing...! [ she was the one who demanded it... ] But... I think I kind of like it. [ The brightness reasserts itself. Ai of B-Komachi again, it seems. ] Nobody else ever gets to see their favourite idol like this, after all.
[ Another kiss - and then finally, a long, slow drag of her tongue. ]
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A-Agh... fuck, Ai...
[ ...fortunately, for now at least, it seems he's perfectly content—despite what he may claim—to let Ai have full control over him... unable to contain his voice as she drags her tongue along his dick. ]
L-Like that... more... oh fuck...
[ Oh he's broken broken isn't he... ]
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She really, really wants to hear more. ]
Mmn...? More...? Like this...?
[ 'This', of course, is slowly dragging her tongue across him - except this time, it starts all the way down at the bottom, curling all the way up to the very tip. Now, just where was it that got the best reactions out of him when she was doing this with her hand again...? ]
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[ He practically throws his head back as her tongue runs along the sensitive part of his length, the underside, all the way up to his tip. His hands grip the sheets, unable to reach her all the way down at his waist. His breathing comes out in heavy gasps, his length now slick from her tongue... not to mention the precum forming at the tip. ]
A-Ai... stop teasing, damn it... ngh...
[ And yet her teasing is getting such delightful reactions out of him... ]
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[ And then, as if to demonstrate, she leans forward again - pressing more kisses to the side this time, before it melts into another of those long, slow licks. ]
How about here...? Or maybe here, or here? ♪ [ She punctuates each word with a kiss - up, up, up until she's reached the tip. ] Mmm... if you're making a face like that, I guess it must feel pretty good no matter where I do it.
[ It's tempting to keep tormenting him like this - he certainly never bothers to take mercy on her when he's the one in control - but... ]
Okay... I did promise to take care of you. So... try and relax a little.
[ And with that, she finally sinks her mouth down onto him. Slowly enough that she's definitely still teasing him a little, no matter what she says. ]
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[ He can't even get the words out. She's right, after all... it feels incredible no matter where she does it. Her lips and tongue on that part of him... even he can feel the scandalous nature of having an idol do such a thing, which really just makes the whole experience that much better. ]
How the hell am I supposed to relax whe—Ohhhhh...
[ What can only be described as a long moan escapes him as she sinks down onto him, feeling her take him down her throat... of course, as far as sensations go, it doesn't beat penetration... but rather, it's an entirely different sensation, one that he wasn't prepared for in the slightest. ]
F-Fuck...
[ And yet she's so... torturously slow, it's driving him mad. Not that he has any right to complain about that. ]
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She does her best, like she'd promised - it's not like she doesn't want to make him feel good, after all. But when she reaches about halfway, she pauses for just a moment - and then pulls back again, slowly dragging her mouth off him, until it's free enough for her to speak. ]
Aah... ahah, sorry... that's as far as I can go, I think... [ Her tone is a little coy and yet, the apology's sincere. ] So... try to hold back a little if you can, okay?
[ She takes a breath, trying not to make it too obvious she's trying to steady her nerves - and then leans down again, sinking down just as slowly as before - this time, she manages to get just a little further, but it's as far as she can go. So she sinks into a rhythm like that, slow and careful, her hands moving to rest on his hips - just to give herself something to brace against - and doing her best not to think about how she must look in his eyes right now. ]
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