[Jun pledges to take care of him, thumb pressed gently into his cheek. It's sweet, it's tender, and it makes him feel all fluttery again. It also calms whatever worries he might have had. He's never done this before, but he's in good hands when he's with Jun-kun, the boy he raised into an attentive partner.
Then he says the thing about accepting Jun, and he watches Jun's blush deepen, spreading all the way down to his neck. That, too, is sweetly satisfying, as is the way Jun's gaze flickers down his body. It's something he's found that he likes: offering himself up like a present and watching Jun's eyes turn molten with lust.
But that's just how things have gone so far: him doing the offering, Jun doing the taking. The roles can always be reversed. If Jun wants them to be. That's another thing they hadn't discussed. And when you don't discuss things, you just start assuming stuff! And Jun, well... he's on the manlier side. The one who sweeps Hiyori off his feet, both literally and figuratively. The sailor to his mermaid! Plus, Jun's sort of innocent, and doesn't have experience, and probably only knows the basics about these things. So, there might have been a part of Hiyori that assumed Jun would shy away from the other role. Or that he's always pictured himself in the "giving" role.
Maybe this will teach him not to just assume things. Not only does Jun tell him he can touch wherever he wants (including his butt, apparently!), but he also says something else. "I wanna accept all of you."That causes Hiyori's eyes to flare just a tad. So, what, Jun does want to do it the other way? Or, er, he wants to do it both ways, rather?
There's no conflict, though. Just a moment's surprise, before his smile beams even brighter. He chirps back:]
Mm! If Jun-kun does something wrong, he'll hear it like usual! āŖ
[A teasing response. If there's anything Hiyori can be counted on to do, then surely it's complaining when he wants to complain, right??]
It sounds like Jun-kun's up for just about anything, so we could always switch to something else.
[An acknowledgement of what Jun said about accepting him, too.]
But I'm not worried. Jun-kun will make me feel good, I'm sure. I have absolute faith in him~ āŖ Especially when it comes to this, since this is one of those things that just makes sense for us. "Becoming one," that is.
[Two souls, one body. That's the motto in Eve. And Hiyori's eager to make it literal one day. He spreads his legs wider underneath Jun, sliding one hand down to cup the back of Jun's neck, lifting his own head off the pillow to kiss him. Then he drops both hands down to the bed, fingers grasping at the sheets as he waits expectantly.]
There should be some of that stuff from the flower maze inside the bottom drawer over there. I wasn't sure where to put it, so I just chose there!
[ Itās true, he hasnāt quite pictured himself in the āother,ā role. Heās usually used to giving, not taking, which he doesnāt seem to mind. Taking care of Hiyori is his biggest priority, even from the beginning of their partnership. But the role doesnāt have to be set in stone, he only assumes this is the right way to do things! Besides, when Hiyori offers himself up, the way heās doing so now, itās rather difficult for him not to want to take Ohii-san as his own.
But he is innocent, especially when it comes down to them being intimate. Itās something to unlearn, especially when Jun curiously wants to learn how to appease his partner. There is nothing to worry about when it comes to Hiyori, but part of him still worries about the possibility of not being an attentive lover. Again, itās something to un-learn!
Well, uh, he doesnāt know which way to do it rather. Only how they have been thus far! Giving the permission to touch as Hiyori pleases seems right, and Jun has no intention of taking the words back. His eyes already filled with lust, he isnāt afraid of anything anymore.
Eyes snapping up from his body, he gulps down a small lump in his throat as the implications become more apparent and clear. Knowing Hiyori is teasing is one thing, heāll figure this out so there will be no need for complaints.
He slowly nods to the second point, as his blush darkens down the base of his throat. ]
You can see through me, huh~? I am up for pretty much anything with you āŖ
[ Which is why he feels ready to take the plunge and start with something new. He hasnāt done anything wrong yet, but the first time trying something new is the hardest part.
And there the words are again. Where Hiyori says one more, āOne of those things that just make sense for us.ā His own eyes flare, the nerves of before slowly seep out. Or could it be the slow kiss, mixed with words which slowly alienate his worries? Either way, the kiss lingers on his lips, as do the last few words. ]
I love you.
[ He murmurs softly against Hiyoriās lips, before there is a chance to pull away.
Right! The stuff they found in the flower mazeā¦ Now he finds himself feeling a little silly about his attempts to shield Hiyori from the bottle. Never mind that now! He moves over a little to reach for the bottom drawer, hoping not to move Hiyori or his legs too much. Reaching in, his fingers feel around, first coming into contact with what he thinks is the box of condoms. Feeling around again, Jun comes into contact with the bottle. Fishing out what he was looking for, he moves it to his other hand. With his free one moving to pull at the curtains, wanting their own privacy to do as they please.
Next Jun glances down, taking in Hiyori and the way heās already gripping the sheets. The way Hiyoriās hair fans out causes his chest to ache with fondness. But for the time being, his eyes tear away, back to the bottle and glossing across the instructions. Junās never held a bottle of lube in his life, well, aside from picking it up from the box. Wanting to do this right, he opens the lid, squeezing the lubricant out onto his fingers.
Attempting to get as close as possible, he leans forward as his eyes glance downward to see all of Hiyori. Another blush spreads to his cheeks, moving fingers to slowly experiment against the hole. Massaging the spot should do the trick, or rather, something Jun might think instead of being bad mannered and inserting fingers right away. He sucks down a breath, a forefinger moving to tease around the spot, hoping to coat the outside with as much lubricants as possible. Against the other side of his thigh, Jun moves to massage the muscles, hoping to relax them.
With a glance upward, Jun presses one finger against the hole. Wanting to wait for Hiyoriās expression as he teases around, continuing to massage the area with slow movements. Still noting how soft his skin feels, almost as if he were floating. ]
[He keeps smiling all bright-eyed, pleased by the look on Jun's face and the blush on his cheeks, already feeling exhilarated even though they haven't done much yet. Simply getting on the same page about what they both want feels good. And he's also excited to be taking this next step, even if it's sort of a warm-up!
Jun confirming he's up for anything makes him feel pleased. But it's that "I love you," murmured against his lips, that really sets Hiyori's nerves on fire, really steals his breath away. He's still not used to hearing it, and Jun said it so passionately, so sincerely, that it makes him want to melt; his own blush blooming brighter, the look in his eyes gone all soft. He doesn't say it back, but he's hopelessly in love, too. And what a wonderful feeling that is.
Jun leaves him momentarily to fumble around through the drawer, Hiyori's heart racing with every sound. He looks up at Jun, wavy hair spilling across the pillow (and still wearing the hair ornament), his throat tightening as Jun draws the canopy around them, blanketing them in that sunset orange color. Never mind the House or whoever. It's just them in their own little world. And he can't see or think or feel anything apart from Jun. His gaze is hot and full of desire as Jun coats his fingers, the ache inside him intensifying, and even though he's never had this done to him, his body seems to know what it wants.
Which is Jun-kun, of course.
He picks up his knees, bare legs spread on either side of Jun. Fingers gathered in the sheets, he lies back and waits.
The first press of something slick there makes his eyelids flutter. His breath catches in his throat. It's all anticipation, no pleasure yet. But as Jun starts to rub around the area with two fingers, getting it all wet, well... that starts to feel like something. It's unexpected, is what it is. His cheeks burn hot from the attention, but it's not just his cheeks. Heat pools low inside him too, his cock throbbing where it lies against his stomach. And something inside him throbs, too. It's that area, the one Jun's fingers keep skirting around. He's...
Really sensitive down there now. Which is odd and just a tad embarrassing.
But is it a bad thing? He meets Jun's eyes, a soft sound coming from his throat. Jun's got one finger positioned there, ready to sink into him, but he doesn't do it. He's teasing! But the look on Jun's face doesn't suggest he's teasing. So, instead he's... feeling around down there? Getting him used to his touch? Being extra considerate and careful? Right, that's probably what he's doing. Jun-kun's never done anything like this before! He's trying to be a good partner, just for him! And he's looking at him expectantly, like he might want feedback! So:]
Feels like getting a massage āŖ
[He just says the first thing that comes to mind, his voice warm and breathy and high. This is... probably not helpful feedback, but at least he sounds like he's in a good mood!]
Kind of like an oil massage. I saw an ad for those at that salonāa "couple's oil massage!" Maybe Jun-kun and I should do something like that sometime āŖ
[Is it any surprise that, given the chance to talk, he'd start chatting about something that's only semi-related?]
[ Already knowing Hiyori loves him just as much, he doesn't need to hear it said back. Yet he yearns to express his own ardent love, to have Hiyori hear just how passionately and intensely he feels. Each time they're together like this, how intimate they are leaves him in a haze, his mind fully consumed by desire. Although being consumed by love can be overwhelming, it compels Jun to care for Hiyori in a uniquely devoted way. Despite Hiyori's annoying habitsātalking excessively, being overly loud, and displaying fussy, needy behaviourāJun loves him, anyway.
As his breathing slows and his chest rises and falls, with Hiyori's bare legs wrapped around him, the reality of their intimacy becomes palpable. Despite his already coated fingers and the first tentative presses against Hiyori, Jun's blush deepens with the gentle caresses and soft sounds.
He's not trying to tease, only to ensure he's doing things right. After all, he's uncertain whether Hiyori has experienced this before or done it to himself, so he looks expectant, seeking some feedback. Wanting Hiyori to feel good is his goal, and wanting to learn how to do this comes alongside it, while also wanting to be considerate and careful in a sensitive area. ]
A massage...? Ohii-san, I dunnoā
[ Is it meant to feel like a massage? Gathering his response, Jun figures he must be doing something right. After all, he has been massaging a little down there. While the feedback may not be helpful, it is helpful to know that he is not causing any discomfort.
He keeps his finger in the same spot, gently feeling around to help Hiyori get more accustomed to his touch. His fingers remain calloused, but he's been using moisturiser more recently, so they're softer than usual. Living with Hiyori has its perks! Jun's getting more used to using proper skincare products again, rather than whatever random items found in his bathroom.
Despite the nerves he felt moments ago, he's growing accustomed to feeling around down there, just as he did the very first time they touched one another. Perhaps Hiyori yapping on about massages and wanting them to get some kind of oil massage helps; usually, he'd find Hiyori's incessant talking annoying. At the moment, it's calming his nerves and reassuring Jun he can handle this. ]
[ And while Hiyori continues rambling on about visiting the couple's massage parlour, Jun slides in his finger, immediately sensing a soothing warmth while half-wiggling around inside. Though only partially inserted, Jun gently probes around, stretching his finger as if exploring and preparing for what's to come. ]
Ohii-san... how're you still yapping on 'bout a massage?
[ He's not irked, but almost knuckle deep inside; how can Hiyori concentrate like this? Barely able to think clearly, let alone entertain the prospect of a couple's massage. Though he'd be more than willing to indulge Hiyori's wishes for one!
With his free hand, Jun leans forward and gently pushes Hiyori's bangs aside to make room for the seashell hair ornament. He briefly considers removing the ornament to prevent any potential damage but ultimately decides to leave it as is. In the end, he remembers Hiyori as the mermaid, captivating through his siren song, and Jun as the simple sailor, making the ornament a perfect fit.
As Jun stretches his finger inside, he curls it upward, feeling the warmth enveloping him. The smooth, slick coating lets his fingers glide in almost effortlessly, surrounding himself with Hiyori's tightness. Jun pauses, considering whether to insert more. Deciding to take it slow, he waits a moment, savouring the tightness as his eyes turn molten with lust. ]
We... we can do it, yeah~? We'll do the damned oil massage whenever ya want.
[ So much for trying to stay cool, calm and collected. His voice hits a high octave, sending shivers down his spine. Hiyori feels far too good as he wiggles the finger around, given they've done little else. ]
Edited (idk how to write today) 2024-07-31 10:25 (UTC)
[Maybe he should have done it to himself. He'd been planning to at some point. This is uncharted territory for him too, but part of him feels like it's his job to guide Jun-kun through this world, just as he guided him through dance and singing lessons. He's the older one, after all. He wants to be seen as a reliable cool senpai, and he wants to sweep Jun off his feet! Not literally, of course (that's Jun-kun's job), but figuratively. He wants to see Jun overwhelmed and awestruck, sort of like he was when Hiyori went down on him that one time, and to that end, he'd wanted to be prepared.
Still. It might just be a good thing that he never got around to it. If he had, the sensation of Jun sinking a finger into him probably wouldn't be quite so breathtaking, so sensuous. He gasps, mostly from surprise; after all the massaging around down there, it feels sudden. So distracting that he forgets to respond to Jun's jab about his yapping. But apart from "sudden" and "distracting," how else does it feel?
Strange. Though not in a bad way. It doesn't hurt or feel uncomfortable; he's tight inside, but his body doesn't resist. There's also a sense of relief. He was craving something there and now he has it, has part of Jun inside him.
Excitement and heat flare up as soon as he has that thought. As soon as he thinks itāthinks That's Jun-kun inside meāa strong, throbbing ache occurs throughout his body. His cock pulses, flushed red against his skin. And he's throbbing on the inside, too, squeezing around Jun's finger. It's almost overwhelming, how responsive his body is.
He exhales shakily, chest rising and falling. His grip tightens in the sheets when Jun curls his finger. That felt different, didn't it? Like it was edging close to something good.]
... great! I can't wait.
[His voice sounds even breathier now. It also sounds distracted. He's no longer thinking about the couple's oil massage as he focuses his eyes on Jun's face, a shiver traveling through him when he sees the look there: that undeniable desire aimed squarely at him. Just him, no one else. Jun looks hungry, and Hiyori knows exactly what he's hungry for.
A sly smile, and he brings his legs in tighter around Jun's waist, dropping his voice down low as he teases:]
[ Struggling to see Hiyori as the "reliable cool senpai" - most of the time, the senpai dynamic just didn't fit. In fact, Jun couldn't even remember the last time he had thought of Hiyori in that way. And right now, it hardly mattered; what mattered was how they both felt about each other, even if it was as clear as day.
Being with Ohii-san always felt like the first time, overwhelming Jun with desire and a deep, all-encompassing love. He wants nothing more than to shower Hiyori in the love and affection he deserved. Jun was still learning that part, but he was trying harder than ever before for the person who had taught him about the world and how to love.
Having Hiyoriās body react in a way that sent heat rushing to Jun's cheeks. The tightness squeezing his finger has him wanting more, and Jun's breathing grows more hot and ragged, as if he was having trouble catching his breath. Maybe the element of surprise had helped Jun become more aware of just how much Hiyori wanted him.
All he wants to do is continue exploring, attuning to every sound Hiyori makes, every tug of the sheets seared into his mind. Should he curl his finger again? The sheets were pulling tighter, so he decides to try it once more. The overwhelming feeling remains, the tight squeeze around his finger, and the way Hiyori reacts causes him to look back with a hunger in his eyes. ]
Ohii-san, does itā¦ feel good? āCause you feel good āround my finger.
[ He doesnāt need to ask, the reactions are enough for Jun to go by. But itās the way Hiyori sounds; as if heās distracted and breathier, and heās quit yapping on about the coupleās oil massageāas if his breath has been stolen away.
Isnāt this what Jun wanted? To touch Hiyori wherever he pleases, and without judgment, or any doubt clouding his mind? What else does he want? It seems Hiyori knows before his body has caught up.
His gaze fixes on Hiyori, not wanting to leave for a second. The sly smile, how Hiyori draws in his legs tighterā Jun canāt help the throb of desire coursing in his stomach, nor the sudden throb of his cock pressing against bare skin. ]
Ye-ah, and whatās that~? Part of me thinks I dunno what I want.
[ He can clearly hear the tease behind the words, but right now he canāt find it in himself to care. Jun has Hiyori right where he wants him, so heāll go along with it. ]
[He's cool, and he's a senpai, therefore he's a cool senpai! Obviously!
Though the "cool" part might be debatable.
Especially right now. He's trying to keep the upper hand, trying to tease Jun and stroke his desires further. But he's rapidly losing his cool as Jun continues to explore, crooking a finger inside him and stroking, looking at him with heat in his eyes and asking him if he feels good, all gentle and attentive and eager to please. When that finger curls, it brushes a sensitive area, and he sucks in a breath, eyes fluttering. It's not an intense, immediate pleasure, but it's something. Isn't it? All he knows is he wants to feel more of it.
And, eventually, even more than "more."]
Maybe! āŖ
[He singsongs back, but it sounds high and flustered. There's more heat on his cheeks now, and the feeling of Jun's length pressing against him makes his own cock throb. His hips squirm a little, pushing Jun's finger into him, hands holding onto the sheets tight. But he still finds it in himself to tease.]
Jun-kun's thinking it'll feel good when I'm squeezing another part... right? When he's got something else in me... āŖ
[(This would probably be more effective dirty talk if he could actually say the word "dick.")]
[ Press X to doubt! Hiyori can be the cool senpai in his mind.
Or just the cool part!
Perhaps itās a good thing one of them is trying to keep ācool.ā Itās safe to say Hiyori is stroking each of his desires and then some. Again, itās helping Jun alienate the fear of not doing a good job. Seeing Hiyori, hearing his reactions and the way his body clenches around his own finger, wants him to continue curling, exploring and finding Ohii-sanās sweet spot.
Still, heās never done anything close to this before. Not even on himself! Should he add a second finger? Push the current one in even further? Itās safe to say Jun is still getting a feel for it. What he does like is how Hiyori squeezes around his finger, and how needy he feels squirming against Jun. ]
Mhm, just maybe~?
[ He teases, sounding low and breathy. Loving it when Hiyori gets all so cute and flustered. The squirm of his hips cause Junās finger to slide in deeper, forcing him to suck down a breath. He knows it feels good, firstly feeling around Ohii-san and how heās allowed it. And secondly, how can he talk so ādirtyā with Junās finger inside?
With his gaze turning dark, the finger continues to explore, finding Hiyoriās walls from this new position. While it may not be effective dirty talk, it has the desired effect on Jun. His gaze turns darker with desire, length continuing to throb against Hiyori. ]
Thatāsā¦
[ Something Jun has been thinking about.
Heās secretly wondered what it might feel like, especially now after experiencing the way Hiyori and his body reacts. What might it feel like? Just as good as his finger, wouldnāt it? Or perhaps even better. The finger curls up a touch harsher, the desire clouding his thoughts. ]
ā¦ youāre just putting those thoughts into my head! What I thinkā¦ I think itād feel really good. Ohii-sanās cute and tight, so Iād wanna feel him squeezing all āround me. And Iād get to feel him squeezing me tight āŖ
[ He throbs again, another curl of his finger while his chest flutters with excitement. Jun has no idea where Hiyori has got that from, though, itās not off the mark.
ā¦ not far from where his desires were at. ]
Ohii-san wants it that badly, hmm~?
[ With a smile playing on his lips, he teases with little restraint. His finger continues to roam, eagerly exploring every inch of Ohii-sanās body. ]
[Jun sinks deeper, curls inside him, rubs right over where it feels good, and Hiyori lets out a noise that's somewhere between a whine and a moan. His fingers flex in the sheets, teeth sunken into his lower lip. It's good. It's different from being touched on the outside, but good. A different sort of pleasure, more indirect, but still stimulating, stroking the heat inside him higher and higher.
It helps that he has plenty of other stimulation, both visual and mental. Everything eggs him on and stirs him up more: Jun's teasing smile and teasing words, his dark-eyed gaze, the little stutter of breath when Hiyori succeeds in flustering him about what he wants.
No. About what they both want.
Jun goes with it, rubbing him insistently, confirming everything Hiyori assumed and then doubling down. He calls him cute and tight and Hiyori's cock twitches, another rush of heat coloring his cheeks. It reminds him of during the Springtime game, how Jun had called him "squishy and cute" while pinching his thigh, and something about it really excites him, that combination of the "cute" compliment and the lewd talk about his body. The truth is, he wants that: wants to seduce Jun with his looks and his charm and his body, wants Jun to capitulate to fantasies of having him in his arms, in bed like this, pliant underneath him. He wants Jun to desire him so much that he's a slave to those urges, wants to feed those desires until Jun can't take it anymore and takes him.
That's what he imagines, for a brief moment, even as he's barely adjusted to that finger: Jun, overwhelmed with want, grabbing him by the hips or by the waist and sinking into him. The look on Jun's face when he does it, when he experiences a pleasure unlike anything he's felt. Jun is right about him.]
Only as... ah...
[Jun hits that good spot again and he moans, for real this time, his eyes going unfocused.]
O-Only as much as Jun-kun does.
[Which means he does want it want badly. After all, Jun clearly does. He hugs his legs around Jun's waist, hanging onto the sheets, managing to tease some more even as Jun's actions threaten to unravel him.]
Once I have all of Jun-kun, I'll hug and squeeze him tight āŖ
[ Revealing the way Hiyori sounds, he lets out a breathy laugh, all filled with desire. With each movement, Hiyori feels deliciously tight around his probing finger, sending his brain haywire. Each shallow exhale tingles against Jun's skin, a delicate contrast to the warm, tight embrace as he continues exploring. Having the squeeze of Hiyori's thighs guided his finger in with ease, despite his initial hesitation before plunging deeper.Ā
He can't shake the overwhelming sensation that his finger is inside Hiyori, that he's touching his partner in a way he never has before. Almost struggling to keep it together, he can't help but continue his playful touch and playful words, which inadvertently help Jun maintain composure. It's obvious in the way he stutters Hiyori has succeeded in flustering him, as the rubbing inside becomes more earnest and almost desperate. It hardly helps that Hiyori keeps talking, and Jun has half a mind to take what they both want. It's the same thought he had when they first touched one another; he wants Hiyori for his own selfish reasons: "It's what you want, isn't it?" The voice said the same thing back then as it does now.
Despite the temptation, he resists the urge to give in to his fantasies, determined to keep a level head. It feels all too real to have Hiyori beneath him, all needy and ready to give in to him. His eyes drift half-shut as he watches Hiyori's features contort with pleasure when Jun hits that sensitive spot. Hasn't he already become a slave to those urges? Better yet, a slave to Hiyori, as he's been seduced, taken in, and left wanting more. Having those fantasies, Jun's cock twitches and presses upward as he subtly rolls his hips in rhythm with the finger's movements.Ā
Gaze fixed intently on Hiyori, his mouth half-open as he bites down, shivers sending down his spine hearing the beautiful, breathy moan. The one that forces Jun to curl his finger harshly, wanting to feel every inch, crevasse, and point of where his finger can reach. ]
Q..quit it, Ohii-san. You're making me want you even more.
[ His tone is a little stern, only because he's meant to be the responsible one. He wasn't meant to give in to those urges, not like this. A breathy moan spills past his lips, having Hiyori hug tight again, the heat leads straight to his cock.
His breathing becomes short as he manages to press a soft kiss on Hiyori's temple, overcome with a desire he can't quite quench. His thumb outlines the rim of Hiyori's hole, tempting him to slide another finger inside to quench the desire to slide something else inside. ]
Goddamn... Fuck...
[ Even though Hiyori has admitted to wanting this just as badly, he can't bring himself to act on it. Jun's finger twitches with the urge to grab him, still fighting the impulse, trying to suppress the overwhelming want Ohii-san's stirring within him. Better yet, he needs to find a way to rid himself of this sense that Hiyori is pushing him dangerously close to losing control. ]
You're so goddamn insufferable, you know that? I want it so goddamn badly, Ohii-san, and I'm boutta lose control.
[ Evidently, his favourite word continues to slip past his lips. ]
[He laughs, smug and satisfied and excited. Being wanted by Jun even more sounds like the opposite of a problem to him. On the contrary, that sounds exactly like what he wants; even if Jun's desire drives him absolutely crazy, Hiyori will still feel no remorse.]
Good! āŖ Jun-kun's head should always be full of thoughts of mā
[He doesn't quite finish the smug, cheerful retort. His voice cuts off on a gasp as Jun curls his finger, followed by a whimper as Jun grinds harshly into him.]
Mm!
[His vision whites out behind his squeezed-shut eyelids. The rubbing wasn't targeted; Jun just got lucky. But it felt so good he can't help but crave more, so good that it makes him as desperate as Jun clearly is.
Jun bows over him, kissing his temple, and his insides ache and ache. He feels Jun's thumb circle his rim, and the teasing touch makes him throb against his own stomach. He wants...]
J...Jun-kun.
[What does he want? His head feels dizzy, his fingers clutching the sheets like he's trying to hold on for dear life. He wants Jun to put more in him, he thinks, maybe. He wants Jun to touch that good spot again. He wants Jun to make good on his threat and lose control of himself. Even if it hurts, at least they'll be together as one. ... or so he thinks to himself in the heat of the moment, but if he actually did get hurt, he wouldn't be so happy and forgiving. Jun really is the responsible one here.
He breathes out,]
More...
[It sounds like a plea. Even though of course he'd say the great Hiyori Tomoe never pleads. His hips grind into Jun's hand, trying to make him hit that spot again, while his head tilts back, baring his throat. He's flushed all the way from his ears to his neck, lips parting as he breathes audibly.]
[ He's teetering on the edge of losing control, desperately wanting to take what he desires and make Hiyori lose control as well. At the moment, this may seem like the opposite of a problem with Hiyori. But would he still feel this way if Jun were to completely lose restraint?
Just when Jun got lucky, right as he discovered a new angle that wiped the smug retort off Hiyori's face. Consumed by a haze of desire, he craves to hear Hiyori whimper beneath him. But Hiyori doesn't even need to finish his gloating retort since Jun's mind is constantly consumed by thoughts of him and his silly, little whims. ]
Ye..ah, whatever you want.
[ In a shaky voice, he murmurs into Hiyori's temple, sensing his desire for more. Determined to please, Jun takes a deep breath and uncurls his finger, no longer teasing with his touches. He wants to voice his needs, but hesitates, fearing he may not do enough or inadvertently hurt Hiyori, being so focused on his pleasure.
As Hiyori's hips ground against his hand, his finger curls instinctively. He peers down, watching the unblemished skin of his bare throat, and further watching Hiyori's lips part. Shifting slightly, he moves his thumb away, pressing the tip of his pointer finger against the delicate rim instead.
Hesitant, he decides against pushing forward, wanting to ensure this is truly Ohii-san's desire for more. Instead, he lowers his head, pressing a soft kiss to Hiyori's neck, breath hot and ragged, he still hesitates. ]
Listen, what d'you, uh, want... more of?
[ So much for giving Ohii-san "whatever he wants."
It does sound something close to a plea, but Jun, still so unsure, needs to know. Despite having his finger deeply inserted, the warmth enveloping him, Jun's maintaining a clear and focused state of mind. .. or as much as he can. He's overthinking again, lost in the depths of pleasure, and wanting to be a good, attentive lover. The uncertainty in his voice is clear, but Jun wants to get this right. ]
Can.. didja want me to use another finger or is it good with one?
[Jun's finger curls right into where he needs it most, and he lets out a soft near-whimperāalmost granting Jun's wish. The way Jun swaps his thumb for his forefinger strokes Hiyori's excitement higher, and the sweet kiss calms his nerves. Jun's about to give him "more" and soon he'll feel even better.
Just as soon as Hiyori clarifies what "more" is.
Hiyori's eyes blink open (when had they fallen shut?) and he stares dazedly at Jun. From the drunken flush suffusing his cheeks to the intoxicated look in his eyes, his desire is clear as day. But it's still hard to ask for what he want specifically, since he's never been touched there before. Things would be so much easier if Jun could read his mind (or his body, rather) and figure it out for him.
But he won't make any quips about how Jun "should always know what he wants, because they're partners." As Jun's partner, it's his job to give direction.
He nods a little after making up his mind.]
I can take more.
[Finally releasing the sheets, he embraces Jun, looping his arms around his neck while he squirms against his hand again.]
Right where Jun-kun was touching me before. If you press two there, I have a feeling it might feel twice as good. So, try that! āŖ
[ Hiyori's soft sounds cause his chest to convulse, wanting to press up even more against him. He feels like they're almost one, like this, feeling all of Hiyori and wanting to feel even more. It does make him nervous, not knowing what Hiyori wants, at least not right now.
Maybe the more they engage in this, the better theyāll understand each otherās desires. He releases a soft whimper as Hiyoriās eyes flutter open, the intense, dark gaze making his pulse race. Jun's beginning to understand, from feeling the way Hiyori clenches around his finger to the desire painted across his face. Itās slow, a result of their inexperience and fear of hurting Hiyori. But now he gets it, with his heart racing a mile per minute, exploring more and more. Future Jun will know; he'll read the atmosphere (and Hiyori's body) and figure it out.
That's the kind of attentive lover he wants to be. ]
Yeah, alright. I got it.
[ Heās nearly breathless, the words hanging in the air long after theyāre spoken. As he shifts his body, the warm arms encircling his neck make him feel more connected than ever. The tip of his finger presses in, and itās difficult to discern his emotions. With Hiyori here, telling him he can handle another, his nerves begin to ease up. ]
You're so warm, Ohii-san. I promise to make ya feel twice as good āŖ
[ He mumurs, repeating some of the words back. It's true, Jun does want to make him feel "twice as good." And shouldn't that be a given? Having the validation helps; things will get better, and he'll learn how to do this properly. Hiyori looks so beautiful like this, expression hazy and unfocused. Completely mesmerised, he slides his finger in, inch by inch. Slow, but not too slow, wanting to find the same rhythm and spot from earlier. ]
[Jun presses in with the tip of another finger, and he clings tighter, holding onto him for comfort and warmth. Jun sounds more confident now, which makes his heart throb. But beyond that, he sounds sweet. A devoted lover, promising to make him feel even better.]
Jun-kun, too. Jun-kun's also...
[Warm. But his voice trails off on an intake of breath as Jun slides another finger into him.
The stretch is wider, something he can really feel this time. He's flushed all the way down to his chest, his arms shifting restlessly around Jun's neck while he focuses on the feeling. It's not a mathematical equationāit doesn't automatically feel "twice as good" to have two in him. That spot inside him is small enough that it only takes one finger to rub, anyway. But having more of Jun does bring pleasure, both physical and psychological. He feels like he's being prepared, opened up so they can become one soon, and when Jun shifts his hand and crooks his finger in search of that one spot that drives him wild, he moans again and rocks his hips.]
Mm...
[His vision's all blurry. Jun's doing what he asked of him and it feels good. There's no criticism to be had. But he can always ask for more. He's the ever-greedy Hiyori Tomoe, after all, who never hesitates to give demands.]
Jun-kun should keep touching there. But my lips might get lonely, so he should kiss me, too! āŖ
[Does he have the coordination to do both? Hopefully if Hiyori asks for it, he will.]
[ Seeing Hiyori's reactions gives him much-needed confidence, wanting to ensure he's getting this right. By the sounds of it, and feel, he seems to be hitting all the right spots. Longing to forever commit this moment to memory, Hiyori's laboured breathing, the struggle to finish his sentences... The feeling of him squeezing around Jun's fingers, leaves him wanting to do more. ]
You're so pretty like this... All cute and flushed, and not finishing what you wanna say.
[ Lost in the moment, Jun murmurs without thinking, allowing those words to be set free, taking over. As he draws Hiyori closer, using the second finger to gently stretch and open him up, a deep desire awakens within Jun. Wanting to push the boundaries and see how much more Ohii-san can take, there's an eagerness to commit the image to memory. But he does as Hiyori wants, continuing to rub at the same spot as earlier, curling his finger once he finds the exact spot again.
The intense heat against his fingers sends his brain into a frenzy, and Jun's entire body shivers in anticipation of the pleasure Hiyori must be feeling. Hiyori's hips rock against his own, his finger sliding in further, a near guttural moan escaping as his second finger moves in and out, still massaging the first. Jun's painfully hard and straining, desperate to keep feeding Hiyori more and more pleasure until it becomes overwhelming. ]
Promise I'll keep at it 'til ya want me to stop. 'Cause no part of me's planning on it, not while Ohii-san's bein' real greedy, cute and demanding. But if parts of Ohii-san feel lonely, I'll just pay 'em some attention, too!
[ He's unsure if he has the coordination for both. Paying attention to multiple parts of Hiyori might prove a bit challenging. But just because something's difficult doesn't mean he won't try it. Pressing his hips down, he hovers over Hiyori, taking in the familiar sight. His heart skips a beat as he leans in and firmly presses his lips against Hiyori's, the familiar taste causing Jun to whimper his name. ]
[Heat rolls through him in pleasurable waves, his heart throbbing steadily. His excitement intensifies when Jun calls him pretty and cuteātwo hits of pleasure that feel just as good as each prod of Jun's fingers. It's so good, being desired like this. So good being loved.
He moans louder, clings tighter, as Jun rubs inside him and nudges the same spot again. What can he do except hold on? The thought of demanding more proper reliefātelling Jun to take his neglected cock into his handsādoesn't occur to him. There's a part of him that demands he try to come from just Jun's fingers. Or that he at least savors the feeling of Jun inside him for longer. Or maybe, just maybe...
His thoughts die out when Jun speaks to him again, calls him cute, promises to pay him attention all in that voice he loves so much. "Not good," Hiyori thinksāeven hearing Jun speak feels pleasurable now. Which means he's absolutely done for. How can he go back to normal after this? How can he hope to conceal his feelings? Every time they're onstage together from now on and he looks at Jun-kun, or every time they're on a talk show and he hears Jun talk, his love will jump right out. It'll probably be written all over his face. A serious problem, but there's no helping it.
Still with that confident look, Jun swoops down to kiss him as instructed. His body presses down, too, cock nudging into Hiyori's hip, all hot and hard just for him, and he moans into Jun's mouth, torn between thrusting into his hand and wriggling up against him. His nails press into the skin of Jun's shoulder blades. What if he tells Jun to put it in him for his next demand? So they can feel good together? What's the worst that could happen?
Ah, but then he rolls his hips to meet Jun's body, to get more from his fingers and feel more of him pressing down, and his cock throbs dangerously. Just that little bit of friction puts him so much closer to the edge. It's unfair, how sensitive his body is. What should he do?
Try to drag Jun down with him, that's what. To make him just as desperate as he is.
Hiyori moans against his lips, the noises sounding a lot like "Jun-kun," while his hands slide down Jun's back, stopping at Jun's hips. He grabs them, pulls Jun down against him, while at the same time wriggling upwards, grinding their hips against each other and lining up their bodies. His insides clench tight around Jun's fingers, sucking them in, while his body throbs underneath him. And even if Jun's not inside him with his cock, they're still so closely entwined on the bed that it really feels like they are oneāone tangled mass of limbs, drowning together in pleasure. Like the mermaid he fancies himself as, he'll lure his target underneath the waves with his siren song.]
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Then he says the thing about accepting Jun, and he watches Jun's blush deepen, spreading all the way down to his neck. That, too, is sweetly satisfying, as is the way Jun's gaze flickers down his body. It's something he's found that he likes: offering himself up like a present and watching Jun's eyes turn molten with lust.
But that's just how things have gone so far: him doing the offering, Jun doing the taking. The roles can always be reversed. If Jun wants them to be. That's another thing they hadn't discussed. And when you don't discuss things, you just start assuming stuff! And Jun, well... he's on the manlier side. The one who sweeps Hiyori off his feet, both literally and figuratively. The sailor to his mermaid! Plus, Jun's sort of innocent, and doesn't have experience, and probably only knows the basics about these things. So, there might have been a part of Hiyori that assumed Jun would shy away from the other role. Or that he's always pictured himself in the "giving" role.
Maybe this will teach him not to just assume things. Not only does Jun tell him he can touch wherever he wants (including his butt, apparently!), but he also says something else. "I wanna accept all of you." That causes Hiyori's eyes to flare just a tad. So, what, Jun does want to do it the other way? Or, er, he wants to do it both ways, rather?
There's no conflict, though. Just a moment's surprise, before his smile beams even brighter. He chirps back:]
Mm! If Jun-kun does something wrong, he'll hear it like usual! āŖ
[A teasing response. If there's anything Hiyori can be counted on to do, then surely it's complaining when he wants to complain, right??]
It sounds like Jun-kun's up for just about anything, so we could always switch to something else.
[An acknowledgement of what Jun said about accepting him, too.]
But I'm not worried. Jun-kun will make me feel good, I'm sure. I have absolute faith in him~ āŖ Especially when it comes to this, since this is one of those things that just makes sense for us. "Becoming one," that is.
[Two souls, one body. That's the motto in Eve. And Hiyori's eager to make it literal one day. He spreads his legs wider underneath Jun, sliding one hand down to cup the back of Jun's neck, lifting his own head off the pillow to kiss him. Then he drops both hands down to the bed, fingers grasping at the sheets as he waits expectantly.]
There should be some of that stuff from the flower maze inside the bottom drawer over there. I wasn't sure where to put it, so I just chose there!
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But he is innocent, especially when it comes down to them being intimate. Itās something to unlearn, especially when Jun curiously wants to learn how to appease his partner. There is nothing to worry about when it comes to Hiyori, but part of him still worries about the possibility of not being an attentive lover. Again, itās something to un-learn!
Well, uh, he doesnāt know which way to do it rather. Only how they have been thus far! Giving the permission to touch as Hiyori pleases seems right, and Jun has no intention of taking the words back. His eyes already filled with lust, he isnāt afraid of anything anymore.
Eyes snapping up from his body, he gulps down a small lump in his throat as the implications become more apparent and clear. Knowing Hiyori is teasing is one thing, heāll figure this out so there will be no need for complaints.
He slowly nods to the second point, as his blush darkens down the base of his throat. ]
You can see through me, huh~? I am up for pretty much anything with you āŖ
[ Which is why he feels ready to take the plunge and start with something new. He hasnāt done anything wrong yet, but the first time trying something new is the hardest part.
And there the words are again. Where Hiyori says one more, āOne of those things that just make sense for us.ā His own eyes flare, the nerves of before slowly seep out. Or could it be the slow kiss, mixed with words which slowly alienate his worries? Either way, the kiss lingers on his lips, as do the last few words. ]
I love you.
[ He murmurs softly against Hiyoriās lips, before there is a chance to pull away.
Right! The stuff they found in the flower mazeā¦ Now he finds himself feeling a little silly about his attempts to shield Hiyori from the bottle. Never mind that now! He moves over a little to reach for the bottom drawer, hoping not to move Hiyori or his legs too much. Reaching in, his fingers feel around, first coming into contact with what he thinks is the box of condoms. Feeling around again, Jun comes into contact with the bottle. Fishing out what he was looking for, he moves it to his other hand. With his free one moving to pull at the curtains, wanting their own privacy to do as they please.
Next Jun glances down, taking in Hiyori and the way heās already gripping the sheets. The way Hiyoriās hair fans out causes his chest to ache with fondness. But for the time being, his eyes tear away, back to the bottle and glossing across the instructions. Junās never held a bottle of lube in his life, well, aside from picking it up from the box. Wanting to do this right, he opens the lid, squeezing the lubricant out onto his fingers.
Attempting to get as close as possible, he leans forward as his eyes glance downward to see all of Hiyori. Another blush spreads to his cheeks, moving fingers to slowly experiment against the hole. Massaging the spot should do the trick, or rather, something Jun might think instead of being bad mannered and inserting fingers right away. He sucks down a breath, a forefinger moving to tease around the spot, hoping to coat the outside with as much lubricants as possible. Against the other side of his thigh, Jun moves to massage the muscles, hoping to relax them.
With a glance upward, Jun presses one finger against the hole. Wanting to wait for Hiyoriās expression as he teases around, continuing to massage the area with slow movements. Still noting how soft his skin feels, almost as if he were floating. ]
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Jun confirming he's up for anything makes him feel pleased. But it's that "I love you," murmured against his lips, that really sets Hiyori's nerves on fire, really steals his breath away. He's still not used to hearing it, and Jun said it so passionately, so sincerely, that it makes him want to melt; his own blush blooming brighter, the look in his eyes gone all soft. He doesn't say it back, but he's hopelessly in love, too. And what a wonderful feeling that is.
Jun leaves him momentarily to fumble around through the drawer, Hiyori's heart racing with every sound. He looks up at Jun, wavy hair spilling across the pillow (and still wearing the hair ornament), his throat tightening as Jun draws the canopy around them, blanketing them in that sunset orange color. Never mind the House or whoever. It's just them in their own little world. And he can't see or think or feel anything apart from Jun. His gaze is hot and full of desire as Jun coats his fingers, the ache inside him intensifying, and even though he's never had this done to him, his body seems to know what it wants.
Which is Jun-kun, of course.
He picks up his knees, bare legs spread on either side of Jun. Fingers gathered in the sheets, he lies back and waits.
The first press of something slick there makes his eyelids flutter. His breath catches in his throat. It's all anticipation, no pleasure yet. But as Jun starts to rub around the area with two fingers, getting it all wet, well... that starts to feel like something. It's unexpected, is what it is. His cheeks burn hot from the attention, but it's not just his cheeks. Heat pools low inside him too, his cock throbbing where it lies against his stomach. And something inside him throbs, too. It's that area, the one Jun's fingers keep skirting around. He's...
Really sensitive down there now. Which is odd and just a tad embarrassing.
But is it a bad thing? He meets Jun's eyes, a soft sound coming from his throat. Jun's got one finger positioned there, ready to sink into him, but he doesn't do it. He's teasing! But the look on Jun's face doesn't suggest he's teasing. So, instead he's... feeling around down there? Getting him used to his touch? Being extra considerate and careful? Right, that's probably what he's doing. Jun-kun's never done anything like this before! He's trying to be a good partner, just for him! And he's looking at him expectantly, like he might want feedback! So:]
Feels like getting a massage āŖ
[He just says the first thing that comes to mind, his voice warm and breathy and high. This is... probably not helpful feedback, but at least he sounds like he's in a good mood!]
Kind of like an oil massage. I saw an ad for those at that salonāa "couple's oil massage!" Maybe Jun-kun and I should do something like that sometime āŖ
[Is it any surprise that, given the chance to talk, he'd start chatting about something that's only semi-related?]
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As his breathing slows and his chest rises and falls, with Hiyori's bare legs wrapped around him, the reality of their intimacy becomes palpable. Despite his already coated fingers and the first tentative presses against Hiyori, Jun's blush deepens with the gentle caresses and soft sounds.
He's not trying to tease, only to ensure he's doing things right. After all, he's uncertain whether Hiyori has experienced this before or done it to himself, so he looks expectant, seeking some feedback. Wanting Hiyori to feel good is his goal, and wanting to learn how to do this comes alongside it, while also wanting to be considerate and careful in a sensitive area. ]
A massage...? Ohii-san, I dunnoā
[ Is it meant to feel like a massage? Gathering his response, Jun figures he must be doing something right. After all, he has been massaging a little down there. While the feedback may not be helpful, it is helpful to know that he is not causing any discomfort.
He keeps his finger in the same spot, gently feeling around to help Hiyori get more accustomed to his touch. His fingers remain calloused, but he's been using moisturiser more recently, so they're softer than usual. Living with Hiyori has its perks! Jun's getting more used to using proper skincare products again, rather than whatever random items found in his bathroom.
Despite the nerves he felt moments ago, he's growing accustomed to feeling around down there, just as he did the very first time they touched one another. Perhaps Hiyori yapping on about massages and wanting them to get some kind of oil massage helps; usually, he'd find Hiyori's incessant talking annoying. At the moment, it's calming his nerves and reassuring Jun he can handle this. ]
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Ohii-san... how're you still yapping on 'bout a massage?
[ He's not irked, but almost knuckle deep inside; how can Hiyori concentrate like this? Barely able to think clearly, let alone entertain the prospect of a couple's massage. Though he'd be more than willing to indulge Hiyori's wishes for one!
With his free hand, Jun leans forward and gently pushes Hiyori's bangs aside to make room for the seashell hair ornament. He briefly considers removing the ornament to prevent any potential damage but ultimately decides to leave it as is. In the end, he remembers Hiyori as the mermaid, captivating through his siren song, and Jun as the simple sailor, making the ornament a perfect fit.
As Jun stretches his finger inside, he curls it upward, feeling the warmth enveloping him. The smooth, slick coating lets his fingers glide in almost effortlessly, surrounding himself with Hiyori's tightness. Jun pauses, considering whether to insert more. Deciding to take it slow, he waits a moment, savouring the tightness as his eyes turn molten with lust. ]
We... we can do it, yeah~? We'll do the damned oil massage whenever ya want.
[ So much for trying to stay cool, calm and collected. His voice hits a high octave, sending shivers down his spine. Hiyori feels far too good as he wiggles the finger around, given they've done little else. ]
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Still. It might just be a good thing that he never got around to it. If he had, the sensation of Jun sinking a finger into him probably wouldn't be quite so breathtaking, so sensuous. He gasps, mostly from surprise; after all the massaging around down there, it feels sudden. So distracting that he forgets to respond to Jun's jab about his yapping. But apart from "sudden" and "distracting," how else does it feel?
Strange. Though not in a bad way. It doesn't hurt or feel uncomfortable; he's tight inside, but his body doesn't resist. There's also a sense of relief. He was craving something there and now he has it, has part of Jun inside him.
Excitement and heat flare up as soon as he has that thought. As soon as he thinks itāthinks That's Jun-kun inside meāa strong, throbbing ache occurs throughout his body. His cock pulses, flushed red against his skin. And he's throbbing on the inside, too, squeezing around Jun's finger. It's almost overwhelming, how responsive his body is.
He exhales shakily, chest rising and falling. His grip tightens in the sheets when Jun curls his finger. That felt different, didn't it? Like it was edging close to something good.]
... great! I can't wait.
[His voice sounds even breathier now. It also sounds distracted. He's no longer thinking about the couple's oil massage as he focuses his eyes on Jun's face, a shiver traveling through him when he sees the look there: that undeniable desire aimed squarely at him. Just him, no one else. Jun looks hungry, and Hiyori knows exactly what he's hungry for.
A sly smile, and he brings his legs in tighter around Jun's waist, dropping his voice down low as he teases:]
I bet I know what Jun-kun wants.
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Being with Ohii-san always felt like the first time, overwhelming Jun with desire and a deep, all-encompassing love. He wants nothing more than to shower Hiyori in the love and affection he deserved. Jun was still learning that part, but he was trying harder than ever before for the person who had taught him about the world and how to love.
Having Hiyoriās body react in a way that sent heat rushing to Jun's cheeks. The tightness squeezing his finger has him wanting more, and Jun's breathing grows more hot and ragged, as if he was having trouble catching his breath. Maybe the element of surprise had helped Jun become more aware of just how much Hiyori wanted him.
All he wants to do is continue exploring, attuning to every sound Hiyori makes, every tug of the sheets seared into his mind. Should he curl his finger again? The sheets were pulling tighter, so he decides to try it once more. The overwhelming feeling remains, the tight squeeze around his finger, and the way Hiyori reacts causes him to look back with a hunger in his eyes. ]
Ohii-san, does itā¦ feel good? āCause you feel good āround my finger.
[ He doesnāt need to ask, the reactions are enough for Jun to go by. But itās the way Hiyori sounds; as if heās distracted and breathier, and heās quit yapping on about the coupleās oil massageāas if his breath has been stolen away.
Isnāt this what Jun wanted? To touch Hiyori wherever he pleases, and without judgment, or any doubt clouding his mind? What else does he want? It seems Hiyori knows before his body has caught up.
His gaze fixes on Hiyori, not wanting to leave for a second. The sly smile, how Hiyori draws in his legs tighterā Jun canāt help the throb of desire coursing in his stomach, nor the sudden throb of his cock pressing against bare skin. ]
Ye-ah, and whatās that~? Part of me thinks I dunno what I want.
[ He can clearly hear the tease behind the words, but right now he canāt find it in himself to care. Jun has Hiyori right where he wants him, so heāll go along with it. ]
ā¦ can ya read my mind now, Ohii-san?
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Though the "cool" part might be debatable.
Especially right now. He's trying to keep the upper hand, trying to tease Jun and stroke his desires further. But he's rapidly losing his cool as Jun continues to explore, crooking a finger inside him and stroking, looking at him with heat in his eyes and asking him if he feels good, all gentle and attentive and eager to please. When that finger curls, it brushes a sensitive area, and he sucks in a breath, eyes fluttering. It's not an intense, immediate pleasure, but it's something. Isn't it? All he knows is he wants to feel more of it.
And, eventually, even more than "more."]
Maybe! āŖ
[He singsongs back, but it sounds high and flustered. There's more heat on his cheeks now, and the feeling of Jun's length pressing against him makes his own cock throb. His hips squirm a little, pushing Jun's finger into him, hands holding onto the sheets tight. But he still finds it in himself to tease.]
Jun-kun's thinking it'll feel good when I'm squeezing another part... right? When he's got something else in me... āŖ
[(This would probably be more effective dirty talk if he could actually say the word "dick.")]
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in his mind.Or just the cool part!
Perhaps itās a good thing one of them is trying to keep ācool.ā Itās safe to say Hiyori is stroking each of his desires and then some. Again, itās helping Jun alienate the fear of not doing a good job. Seeing Hiyori, hearing his reactions and the way his body clenches around his own finger, wants him to continue curling, exploring and finding Ohii-sanās sweet spot.
Still, heās never done anything close to this before. Not even on himself! Should he add a second finger? Push the current one in even further? Itās safe to say Jun is still getting a feel for it. What he does like is how Hiyori squeezes around his finger, and how needy he feels squirming against Jun. ]
Mhm, just maybe~?
[ He teases, sounding low and breathy. Loving it when Hiyori gets all so cute and flustered. The squirm of his hips cause Junās finger to slide in deeper, forcing him to suck down a breath. He knows it feels good, firstly feeling around Ohii-san and how heās allowed it. And secondly, how can he talk so ādirtyā with Junās finger inside?
With his gaze turning dark, the finger continues to explore, finding Hiyoriās walls from this new position. While it may not be effective dirty talk, it has the desired effect on Jun. His gaze turns darker with desire, length continuing to throb against Hiyori. ]
Thatāsā¦
[ Something Jun has been thinking about.
Heās secretly wondered what it might feel like, especially now after experiencing the way Hiyori and his body reacts. What might it feel like? Just as good as his finger, wouldnāt it? Or perhaps even better. The finger curls up a touch harsher, the desire clouding his thoughts. ]
ā¦ youāre just putting those thoughts into my head! What I thinkā¦ I think itād feel really good. Ohii-sanās cute and tight, so Iād wanna feel him squeezing all āround me. And Iād get to feel him squeezing me tight āŖ
[ He throbs again, another curl of his finger while his chest flutters with excitement. Jun has no idea where Hiyori has got that from, though, itās not off the mark.
ā¦ not far from where his desires were at. ]
Ohii-san wants it that badly, hmm~?
[ With a smile playing on his lips, he teases with little restraint. His finger continues to roam, eagerly exploring every inch of Ohii-sanās body. ]
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[Jun sinks deeper, curls inside him, rubs right over where it feels good, and Hiyori lets out a noise that's somewhere between a whine and a moan. His fingers flex in the sheets, teeth sunken into his lower lip. It's good. It's different from being touched on the outside, but good. A different sort of pleasure, more indirect, but still stimulating, stroking the heat inside him higher and higher.
It helps that he has plenty of other stimulation, both visual and mental. Everything eggs him on and stirs him up more: Jun's teasing smile and teasing words, his dark-eyed gaze, the little stutter of breath when Hiyori succeeds in flustering him about what he wants.
No. About what they both want.
Jun goes with it, rubbing him insistently, confirming everything Hiyori assumed and then doubling down. He calls him cute and tight and Hiyori's cock twitches, another rush of heat coloring his cheeks. It reminds him of during the Springtime game, how Jun had called him "squishy and cute" while pinching his thigh, and something about it really excites him, that combination of the "cute" compliment and the lewd talk about his body. The truth is, he wants that: wants to seduce Jun with his looks and his charm and his body, wants Jun to capitulate to fantasies of having him in his arms, in bed like this, pliant underneath him. He wants Jun to desire him so much that he's a slave to those urges, wants to feed those desires until Jun can't take it anymore and takes him.
That's what he imagines, for a brief moment, even as he's barely adjusted to that finger: Jun, overwhelmed with want, grabbing him by the hips or by the waist and sinking into him. The look on Jun's face when he does it, when he experiences a pleasure unlike anything he's felt. Jun is right about him.]
Only as... ah...
[Jun hits that good spot again and he moans, for real this time, his eyes going unfocused.]
O-Only as much as Jun-kun does.
[Which means he does want it want badly. After all, Jun clearly does. He hugs his legs around Jun's waist, hanging onto the sheets, managing to tease some more even as Jun's actions threaten to unravel him.]
Once I have all of Jun-kun, I'll hug and squeeze him tight āŖ
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He can't shake the overwhelming sensation that his finger is inside Hiyori, that he's touching his partner in a way he never has before. Almost struggling to keep it together, he can't help but continue his playful touch and playful words, which inadvertently help Jun maintain composure. It's obvious in the way he stutters Hiyori has succeeded in flustering him, as the rubbing inside becomes more earnest and almost desperate. It hardly helps that Hiyori keeps talking, and Jun has half a mind to take what they both want. It's the same thought he had when they first touched one another; he wants Hiyori for his own selfish reasons: "It's what you want, isn't it?" The voice said the same thing back then as it does now.
Despite the temptation, he resists the urge to give in to his fantasies, determined to keep a level head. It feels all too real to have Hiyori beneath him, all needy and ready to give in to him. His eyes drift half-shut as he watches Hiyori's features contort with pleasure when Jun hits that sensitive spot. Hasn't he already become a slave to those urges? Better yet, a slave to Hiyori, as he's been seduced, taken in, and left wanting more. Having those fantasies, Jun's cock twitches and presses upward as he subtly rolls his hips in rhythm with the finger's movements.Ā
Gaze fixed intently on Hiyori, his mouth half-open as he bites down, shivers sending down his spine hearing the beautiful, breathy moan. The one that forces Jun to curl his finger harshly, wanting to feel every inch, crevasse, and point of where his finger can reach. ]
Q..quit it, Ohii-san. You're making me want you even more.
[ His tone is a little stern, only because he's meant to be the responsible one. He wasn't meant to give in to those urges, not like this. A breathy moan spills past his lips, having Hiyori hug tight again, the heat leads straight to his cock.
His breathing becomes short as he manages to press a soft kiss on Hiyori's temple, overcome with a desire he can't quite quench. His thumb outlines the rim of Hiyori's hole, tempting him to slide another finger inside to quench the desire to slide something else inside. ]
Goddamn... Fuck...
[ Even though Hiyori has admitted to wanting this just as badly, he can't bring himself to act on it. Jun's finger twitches with the urge to grab him, still fighting the impulse, trying to suppress the overwhelming want Ohii-san's stirring within him. Better yet, he needs to find a way to rid himself of this sense that Hiyori is pushing him dangerously close to losing control. ]
You're so goddamn insufferable, you know that? I want it so goddamn badly, Ohii-san, and I'm boutta lose control.
[ Evidently, his favourite word continues to slip past his lips. ]
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Good! āŖ Jun-kun's head should always be full of thoughts of mā
[He doesn't quite finish the smug, cheerful retort. His voice cuts off on a gasp as Jun curls his finger, followed by a whimper as Jun grinds harshly into him.]
Mm!
[His vision whites out behind his squeezed-shut eyelids. The rubbing wasn't targeted; Jun just got lucky. But it felt so good he can't help but crave more, so good that it makes him as desperate as Jun clearly is.
Jun bows over him, kissing his temple, and his insides ache and ache. He feels Jun's thumb circle his rim, and the teasing touch makes him throb against his own stomach. He wants...]
J...Jun-kun.
[What does he want? His head feels dizzy, his fingers clutching the sheets like he's trying to hold on for dear life. He wants Jun to put more in him, he thinks, maybe. He wants Jun to touch that good spot again. He wants Jun to make good on his threat and lose control of himself. Even if it hurts, at least they'll be together as one. ... or so he thinks to himself in the heat of the moment, but if he actually did get hurt, he wouldn't be so happy and forgiving. Jun really is the responsible one here.
He breathes out,]
More...
[It sounds like a plea. Even though of course he'd say the great Hiyori Tomoe never pleads. His hips grind into Jun's hand, trying to make him hit that spot again, while his head tilts back, baring his throat. He's flushed all the way from his ears to his neck, lips parting as he breathes audibly.]
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Just when Jun got lucky, right as he discovered a new angle that wiped the smug retort off Hiyori's face. Consumed by a haze of desire, he craves to hear Hiyori whimper beneath him. But Hiyori doesn't even need to finish his gloating retort since Jun's mind is constantly consumed by thoughts of him and his silly, little whims. ]
Ye..ah, whatever you want.
[ In a shaky voice, he murmurs into Hiyori's temple, sensing his desire for more. Determined to please, Jun takes a deep breath and uncurls his finger, no longer teasing with his touches. He wants to voice his needs, but hesitates, fearing he may not do enough or inadvertently hurt Hiyori, being so focused on his pleasure.
As Hiyori's hips ground against his hand, his finger curls instinctively. He peers down, watching the unblemished skin of his bare throat, and further watching Hiyori's lips part. Shifting slightly, he moves his thumb away, pressing the tip of his pointer finger against the delicate rim instead.
Hesitant, he decides against pushing forward, wanting to ensure this is truly Ohii-san's desire for more. Instead, he lowers his head, pressing a soft kiss to Hiyori's neck, breath hot and ragged, he still hesitates. ]
Listen, what d'you, uh, want... more of?
[ So much for giving Ohii-san "whatever he wants."
It does sound something close to a plea, but Jun, still so unsure, needs to know. Despite having his finger deeply inserted, the warmth enveloping him, Jun's maintaining a clear and focused state of mind. .. or as much as he can. He's overthinking again, lost in the depths of pleasure, and wanting to be a good, attentive lover. The uncertainty in his voice is clear, but Jun wants to get this right. ]
Can.. didja want me to use another finger or is it good with one?
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Just as soon as Hiyori clarifies what "more" is.
Hiyori's eyes blink open (when had they fallen shut?) and he stares dazedly at Jun. From the drunken flush suffusing his cheeks to the intoxicated look in his eyes, his desire is clear as day. But it's still hard to ask for what he want specifically, since he's never been touched there before. Things would be so much easier if Jun could read his mind (or his body, rather) and figure it out for him.
But he won't make any quips about how Jun "should always know what he wants, because they're partners." As Jun's partner, it's his job to give direction.
He nods a little after making up his mind.]
I can take more.
[Finally releasing the sheets, he embraces Jun, looping his arms around his neck while he squirms against his hand again.]
Right where Jun-kun was touching me before. If you press two there, I have a feeling it might feel twice as good. So, try that! āŖ
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Maybe the more they engage in this, the better theyāll understand each otherās desires. He releases a soft whimper as Hiyoriās eyes flutter open, the intense, dark gaze making his pulse race. Jun's beginning to understand, from feeling the way Hiyori clenches around his finger to the desire painted across his face. Itās slow, a result of their inexperience and fear of hurting Hiyori. But now he gets it, with his heart racing a mile per minute, exploring more and more. Future Jun will know; he'll read the atmosphere (and Hiyori's body) and figure it out.
That's the kind of attentive lover he wants to be. ]
Yeah, alright. I got it.
[ Heās nearly breathless, the words hanging in the air long after theyāre spoken. As he shifts his body, the warm arms encircling his neck make him feel more connected than ever. The tip of his finger presses in, and itās difficult to discern his emotions. With Hiyori here, telling him he can handle another, his nerves begin to ease up. ]
You're so warm, Ohii-san. I promise to make ya feel twice as good āŖ
[ He mumurs, repeating some of the words back. It's true, Jun does want to make him feel "twice as good." And shouldn't that be a given? Having the validation helps; things will get better, and he'll learn how to do this properly. Hiyori looks so beautiful like this, expression hazy and unfocused. Completely mesmerised, he slides his finger in, inch by inch. Slow, but not too slow, wanting to find the same rhythm and spot from earlier. ]
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Jun-kun, too. Jun-kun's also...
[Warm. But his voice trails off on an intake of breath as Jun slides another finger into him.
The stretch is wider, something he can really feel this time. He's flushed all the way down to his chest, his arms shifting restlessly around Jun's neck while he focuses on the feeling. It's not a mathematical equationāit doesn't automatically feel "twice as good" to have two in him. That spot inside him is small enough that it only takes one finger to rub, anyway. But having more of Jun does bring pleasure, both physical and psychological. He feels like he's being prepared, opened up so they can become one soon, and when Jun shifts his hand and crooks his finger in search of that one spot that drives him wild, he moans again and rocks his hips.]
Mm...
[His vision's all blurry. Jun's doing what he asked of him and it feels good. There's no criticism to be had. But he can always ask for more. He's the ever-greedy Hiyori Tomoe, after all, who never hesitates to give demands.]
Jun-kun should keep touching there. But my lips might get lonely, so he should kiss me, too! āŖ
[Does he have the coordination to do both? Hopefully if Hiyori asks for it, he will.]
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You're so pretty like this... All cute and flushed, and not finishing what you wanna say.
[ Lost in the moment, Jun murmurs without thinking, allowing those words to be set free, taking over. As he draws Hiyori closer, using the second finger to gently stretch and open him up, a deep desire awakens within Jun. Wanting to push the boundaries and see how much more Ohii-san can take, there's an eagerness to commit the image to memory. But he does as Hiyori wants, continuing to rub at the same spot as earlier, curling his finger once he finds the exact spot again.
The intense heat against his fingers sends his brain into a frenzy, and Jun's entire body shivers in anticipation of the pleasure Hiyori must be feeling. Hiyori's hips rock against his own, his finger sliding in further, a near guttural moan escaping as his second finger moves in and out, still massaging the first. Jun's painfully hard and straining, desperate to keep feeding Hiyori more and more pleasure until it becomes overwhelming. ]
Promise I'll keep at it 'til ya want me to stop. 'Cause no part of me's planning on it, not while Ohii-san's bein' real greedy, cute and demanding. But if parts of Ohii-san feel lonely, I'll just pay 'em some attention, too!
[ He's unsure if he has the coordination for both. Paying attention to multiple parts of Hiyori might prove a bit challenging. But just because something's difficult doesn't mean he won't try it. Pressing his hips down, he hovers over Hiyori, taking in the familiar sight. His heart skips a beat as he leans in and firmly presses his lips against Hiyori's, the familiar taste causing Jun to whimper his name. ]
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He moans louder, clings tighter, as Jun rubs inside him and nudges the same spot again. What can he do except hold on? The thought of demanding more proper reliefātelling Jun to take his neglected cock into his handsādoesn't occur to him. There's a part of him that demands he try to come from just Jun's fingers. Or that he at least savors the feeling of Jun inside him for longer. Or maybe, just maybe...
His thoughts die out when Jun speaks to him again, calls him cute, promises to pay him attention all in that voice he loves so much. "Not good," Hiyori thinksāeven hearing Jun speak feels pleasurable now. Which means he's absolutely done for. How can he go back to normal after this? How can he hope to conceal his feelings? Every time they're onstage together from now on and he looks at Jun-kun, or every time they're on a talk show and he hears Jun talk, his love will jump right out. It'll probably be written all over his face. A serious problem, but there's no helping it.
Still with that confident look, Jun swoops down to kiss him as instructed. His body presses down, too, cock nudging into Hiyori's hip, all hot and hard just for him, and he moans into Jun's mouth, torn between thrusting into his hand and wriggling up against him. His nails press into the skin of Jun's shoulder blades. What if he tells Jun to put it in him for his next demand? So they can feel good together? What's the worst that could happen?
Ah, but then he rolls his hips to meet Jun's body, to get more from his fingers and feel more of him pressing down, and his cock throbs dangerously. Just that little bit of friction puts him so much closer to the edge. It's unfair, how sensitive his body is. What should he do?
Try to drag Jun down with him, that's what. To make him just as desperate as he is.
Hiyori moans against his lips, the noises sounding a lot like "Jun-kun," while his hands slide down Jun's back, stopping at Jun's hips. He grabs them, pulls Jun down against him, while at the same time wriggling upwards, grinding their hips against each other and lining up their bodies. His insides clench tight around Jun's fingers, sucking them in, while his body throbs underneath him. And even if Jun's not inside him with his cock, they're still so closely entwined on the bed that it really feels like they are oneāone tangled mass of limbs, drowning together in pleasure. Like the mermaid he fancies himself as, he'll lure his target underneath the waves with his siren song.]