awakenerd | Aurora - Rean Heart

Predictably;

"There isn't anything to make up for."

Is what he says. But he isn't stopping her from pulling, he's definitely, obviously, excited and interested. Though he lifts his hands and frames he face with them, tilting her face towards his to pause the action.

"If this is what you want--I mean, I definitely want you. Do you want to go somewhere a bit nicer?"

If she even imagines a "somewhere nicer" at the words the scenery will certainly shift to the setting she envisions.

[She's not surprised one bit. What does still catch her off guard is the flexibility of this space. It hadn't occurred to her that she could do that much. But it would be easier...

Well the idea is a bedroom, but-- which one? But at least there's one thing she can say easily.]

This is what I want.

[It takes her a few seconds but--]

...okay. I've got it. I have one in mind.

[It's a simple room, with not much in the way of decoration besides a bookshelf filled to the brim with books and a stepladder, a desk with a few photographs on it and an old telescope sitting by the window. It's her room-- the one she was staying in at Thors' branch campus until recently.]

...it's not much but... hopefully this is okay.

He glances around once, just noting what she's made of the space, then tucks her hair behind an ear, fingertips lingering lightly over the shell of her ear as he leans in to murmur.

"It's perfect."

Anywhere she wanted would be perfect. Because it's what she wants.

[Her instinct is to wave off such words, when they're directed at her. But she makes a point not to. Now that they're here, there's nothing stopping them anymore.]

Then... come here.

[Towa will help, giving him a gentle tug towards the bed. With a gentle nudge, she encourages him to make himself comfortable.]

You first.

He follows her directly, letting her gently tug and nudge him until he's sitting on the edge of the bed, reading for her hands to pull her towards him, wrap his arms around her.

"You being a little bossy is pretty sexy."

[That gets her to blush-- but it's not a bad feeling at all.]

Maybe being here brings that side out a little bit.

[More of her "Instructor Towa" side.

If he likes her taking the initiative then-- Her fingers curl up in the fabric of his shirt, leaning down to draw him into a heated kiss as she starts undoing his shirt.]

He certainly likes that, kissing back enthusiastically, a hand sliding into her hair and another settling on her wrist as she gets his shirt open. He's not stopping or helping her, he's just, touching her hand, thumb gliding over her inner wrist, fingers brushing her knuckles. She's so small and delicate feeling but that's also thrilling, it makes his heart race.

[She makes a soft humming noise into the kiss, head leaning softly against the hand in her hair. Those small, gentle touches make her skin tingle. It's not the first time she's seen Rean without his shirt, but every time she catches herself staring. But this time she can do more than just look. Her small hand slides slowly up his chest, all the way to his shoulders where she pushes the shirt off him.]

He shivers at her touch, breaking the kiss to catch her hand again, draw it to his lips and kiss her fingertips, and then he palm. And then he draws he closer so she's between his legs, and he moves his hands, brushing his fingers over her jaw to her shirt, looking at her.

"May I?"

[Such sweet little gestures do so much for her when they’re coming from him. A small sigh slips from her lips as his lips brush her fingertips. Her own clothing had been far from her mind, but the moment he asks, she gently nods her head.]

Mm. Please...

[She wants him to be the one to strip her bare, to see her and want all of her— in spite of the things she lacks.]

Well he has permission, and it turns out he very much wants to get her naked. But he's slow about it, not dithering, just taking his time. A bit like unwrapping a present he wants to savor.

So by the time he has her shirt undone he lets his hands settle just inside it, on her stomach, not pushing it off just yet but instead lightly dragging his palms up over her skin under the fabric, watching her as he makes his way from her stomach to her breasts. Maybe just a bit mischievous.

[By her reaction, it’s pretty clear that Towa enjoys the way he doesn’t hold back and yet still manages to tease her. It feels really important to savor this moment, she wants to remember each and every incredible feeling. She shivers biting her lower lip as she feels his hands trail over her skin, out of instinct trying to hold back what embarrassing noises she might want to make.]

"Don't hold back?"

He says it gently, even though it's cute in a way he does want to hear her enjoying this. He can already feel her of course but--well, he's greedy.

He's also sliding his palms over her small breasts, pausing there to rub his thumb over her nipples through her bra, if she's got one on. But it's only a pause, because he's finishing the journey up to gently push her shirt off her shoulders, admire the way more of her is revealed now, without it.

[Whether he can feel it already or not, she can't resist a request like that from him. Towa releases her lip in time to feel his thumb rubbing at her nipples and even through her bra the sensation is short but intense. She gasps sharply, her whole body arching into him. She's so hot-- she can feel it on her face, but also between her legs as she squirms.]

Ah! Rean--!

[Even though he can feel it, the way she says his name expresses a wealth of feeling. Love, desire, trust, admiration...

Her shirt comes off and it's kind of strange, not feeling self-conscious about it.]

He smiles, a little red but still watching her intently as he settles a hand on her pack, pulling her closer to kiss her lightly on the lips, but only for a moment.

"I like the way you say my name."

He says softly, sincere. The words are, well. The words he says but there's no way not to take them as suggestive, especially since they're meant to be. And he slides his hand down to her waistband, thumb tracing the skin above it before he starts working off her outer layers here, too.

[It feels good not holding back. But it feels even better to know the he likes the way his name sounds coming from her. She won't forget it, and she can match his admission with one of her own.]

I want you to make me say it a lot more.

[She can feel his fingers at work on her skirt and she waits for him, giving it a little kick off of her once it hits the floor.]

Something about the way she kicks it off is just... Really sexy. Makes his breath catch. His hands settle on her hips and he takes just a moment to admire her like this, in her underwear, gorgeous and blushing.

"Yeah. I fully intend to."

He brushes his thumbs over her hips, eyes raking her body again before meeting her eyes.

"You really are beautiful, you know that?"

[She finds it difficult to stand still when he looks at her like that. As much as she loves having all his attention on her like this, it's such a new feeling.]

You make me feel beautiful.

[He sure knows how to make her feel like she's something special-- whether she is or not.]

He smiles, sliding his hands up her sides and down, over her thighs.

"That's a good start then. There's a lot more I want to make you feel."

He lets one hand brush up her thighs, this time sliding around between them, up her inner thighs, boldly.

R-Rean...

[A soft, high pitched noise slips past her lips and she reaches out, placing her hands on his shoulders to steady herself.]

You can do anything you want with me. Right now, however long this moment lasts, I’m yours.

[That’s not something she has to think about. If it was hers to give, she’d been prepared to give it from the moment she stepped inside this space.]

That is such a cute noise and those words are incredibly hot, but his hand does still on teasing her thigh, lifts to cup her cheek a moment instead, looking at her intently.

"Only for now?"

It's both teasing and serious.

[It hadn’t occurred to her that he might ask. She shakes her head, one knee sitting on the edge of the bed so she can lean down into him, letting herself get lost in his eyes. Even if he’s teasing her a little, she couldn’t be more serious.]

Forever.

[But the word isn’t enough. She wants him to feel it from her— the depths of her overwhelming feelings for him.]

Oh. His breath hitches and he stares at her, wide-eyed. His thumb strokes her cheek, over her lips, and slowly he smiles.

"That sounds a lot better."

He says softly, and leans up to kiss her, gentle but very, very definitely passionate.

I like that better too...

[Having him look so surprised, she wants to pinch his cheeks a little. As if she wouldn’t want such a thing. Well— if he has any doubt, she’ll just have to show him how wrong he is. She returns the kiss with every bit of that quiet intensity. Her fingers start making work on the fastenings of his pants. Her small hands have no trouble sneaking in, rubbing him softly in the palm of her hand.]

He gasps softly,fingers flexing against her as she touches him, a little moan escaping against her lips at the feel of her warm hand. He's certainly hard already, but with her touch his cock twitches, eager.

And he drags a hand down her back and lightly over her ass in encouragement, kissing just that much more hungrily.

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