awakenerd | Aurora - Rean Heart

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.

[She hums softly into the kiss, curling her fingers around him. It feels so good, him reacting in her hand. She strokes him slowly between her fingers. It probably comes off as more than a little teasing, but she wants to explore him slowly with her fingertips; make love to every part of him.

Her teeth gently nibble at his lower lip playfully as he touches her. Just her little way of saying how much she likes having his hands all over her.]

He is definitely into her touch, a blush of desire on his cheeks as he gasps softly and presses up into her hand.

But he's not stopping at just basking in her attention. He might have gotten derailed from his initial plans but his hands find their way back to her thighs, slowly taking his time caressing the rest of her along the way, and once there he slides his fingers over her panties, caressing her slit through them.

[She’s suddenly very grateful that she has her knee on the bed to stabilize her. She breaks the kiss with a soft whine, her forehead pressing against his as her eyes squeeze shut.

It’s not just the motions themselves— it’s firmly intertwined with the idea of who she’s with right now. And she doesn’t mind being weak for him.

Her movements only falter for a moment, thumb brushing over the different ridges in his shaft all the way up to the head, where she’s most gentle with him.]

Looking at her from so close is intoxicating. He's definitely got his eyes open, watching her. Her touch is gentle and thrilling and feels incredible but it's not distracting enough to keep him from returning the favor, wanting to watch her face heat with pleasure.

But he's not in a rush, lightly rubbing her over the cloth of her panties, pressing firmly and rubbing every time he's at her clit, teasing her through the thin barrier of fabric.

[She's struggling not to come unraveled, but her hips twitch every time he teases her clit and her face is flushed red. His name comes out as a breathless whisper. The hand on his shoulder grips him tighter, nails lightly brushing over his skin as she clings to him.]

That's definitely gratifying. She's so lovely when she's turned on, and he watches her closely as his pace picks up. He settles his other hand on the small of her back, steadying and warm, pulling her just a little into his touches.

[Under his touches, it becomes increasingly clear how aroused she is, her panties becoming damp where he presses against her. It seems to draw out more vocal cries; honest ones that come out without prompting.]

Aaaaa—!

[Being watched so closely has its own effect on her. It’s a turn on she isn’t sure how to handle in the moment. Instinctively she tries to cover her face with her other hand, but it’s a weak attempt to hide the lewd expression on her face.

She hasn’t forgotten about him either, doing her best to keep up with him. She tightens her grip around him, trying to match the pace he’s using on her. Although she feels she’s lost some of the control she started with, she wants to make sure he feels as good as she does.]

He's starting to grin a little, but mostly just from the enjoyment of her enjoying this. She's beautiful and sexy and he likes making her feel good, react. She's got such a gratifying way of reacting too.

He shivers in pleasure at her hand, but catches her wrist, pulls it off himself so he can concentrate on her better. And concentrate on her he is, hand slipping up to her waist, caressing her stomach as he slips his fingers back down, this time inside her underwear, touching her directly, gathering her wetness on his fingers before he returns to teasing her clit, slick and with just a bit of pressure.

"I like you touching me. But I want to be able to focus on it when I make you come. I want to see your face clearly."

He explains softly.

[Despite herself, she still manages to pout a little when he stops her, although she doesn't resist when he pulls her wrist away. Any great protest she could have put up dies when he says that.]

No fair, you--

[She loses herself mid-sentence as his fingers slide over her for the first time without anything in the way. Towa cries out loudly, burying her face in his shoulder. The pleasure is overwhelming, she can only just manage to whisper the most embarrassing parts in his ear.]

R-Rean if you-- you're gonna make me-- I-I can't--

[What restraint she had is starting to crumble quickly, despite her efforts to hold back.]

"I don't want to be fair."

He murmurs against her ear, rubbing his thumb against her clit, increasing the pressure but not steady. A little more with this circle a little less with the next. His fingers press to her slit again while his thumb is busy, one pushing gently into her.

[It all feels good, but it's the feeling of his finger sliding in her that causes her to gasp again. More than before, her hips press down on him as she whimpers. It feels good to be honest-- with herself and with him-- and let herself want something so badly.]

Ah! Rean! M-more-- please...

He nibbles the shell of her ear, turned on beyond belief by her enjoyment and more than happy to oblige. Another finger slides into Towa, and he presses both in further, slowly, increasing the pressure with his thumb as he starts to finger her. Taking his time to really appreciate her, how tight and hot and wet she is.

Perhaps he should voice that appreciation!

"Goddess Towa, you're so wet."

[Towa clings to him desperately with both hands as she moans into his shoulder. Her whole body feels hot, clenching around his finger as she rocks her hips against him.]

That's ah--! Because... I'm with you...

[Because when asked what she wanted, out of infinite possibilities, this was what she longed for.]

He's starting to speed up, fingering her faster as he kisses the side of her neck, exhaling a bit roughly as she rocks to meet him.

"Saying things like that... Aren't you being unfair now?"

Evennnn-- if I didn't... you already know that...

[However, even if he can feel it, she wants to say it too so he can hear it from her directly.]

I want you.

[Saying that in such a voice when she's this close to coming from his fingers may be just a little unfair but this isn't something she'll apologize for.]

His breath hitches at her words but he doesn't stop, just holding her a little tighter as his hand speeds up, he puts a little more pressure and roughness in his movements. Not too much, but certainly aiming to get her off now, instead of tease.

"Towa..."

[The pressure keeps building and it just keeps getting more intense. She rocks her hips into his hand as she’s ravaged with pleasure. She can’t stop.]

That’s it—!! Rean I’m... going to...

[Before she can even finish the sentence, her body clamps down around his fingers tightly as she climaxes in his hand. She rides it out with heavy breaths and shivers that run through her whole body as she clings to him. Her eyes are half-lidded and hazy.]

R-Rean...

[She doesn’t have the words yet for how good that felt. So instead she reaches up and brushes her hand along his cheek, gently pulling his head to her chest so he can feel it— the way her heart is pounding. For him and only him.]

His face is a bit red just from watching and feeling her. He lets her pull his head against her chest, exhaling softly at the rhythm of her heartbeat, the hand at her back rubbing soothing circles there as he pulls his other hand away. But only to give her a moment to calm down. He's hardly done.

He could use a moment to calm down himself anyway.

"I could get really used to this."

Her voice and face and everything in pleasure.

[She’s far from some either— but the moment is much needed. Softly she strokes her fingers through his hair, leaning down and pressing her lips to the top of his head.]

...mm. So could I.

[Her hand stops at the nape of his neck. It’s not like her to think this way but maybe—]

It’s not impossible. Maybe one day...

[It’s certainly a future worth fighting for.]

"One day?"

He leans into her touch though, enjoying the soft petting.

[Giggling softly, she shakes her head. She can’t say she minds this greedier side of Rean at all.]

Not including right now. You’re stuck with me now.

[She doesn’t want to go anywhere.]

He doesn't want her to go anywhere either! But of course it helps that she has no desire to go, since the heart responds to her wishes.

"Good. I can't think of anything better."

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