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[milly is absolutely thrilled, his delicate touches exciting her even more. his lips on her neck get her to giggle, and she feels so light, ready for anything--

including him taking off his pants. that's where this was going? well, she's not going to say no. in fact, she'll be the first to say HELL YES. she opens her eyes to see if she's done her damage well enough, but to her surprise, he's putting them back on. all that excitement on her face disappears and is replaced with a mixture of confusion and serious disappointment.

(when had his pants come off at all? why would he put them back on? what the hell was happening?!)

she stares at his belt for a moment, trying to understand just how he had managed to shift the mood so heavily so quickly. how could he be his own cockblock? when she looks up at him, she purses her lips, and tries so hard not to look like aikuro is the bartender and she's just been cut off for the night.]

It's fine.

[then, with a shrug.]

You really could have just left them off.

_{[ In one, fluid motion, he releases his belt and kicks his pants off to the side.
Just like that. ]}

[there are moments she reconsiders her very intense crush on him. this is absolutely one of those moments.

seriously, what the fuck is she supposed to do with any of this?! admittedly, that was a smooth move, but what is she going to do with that? just stare? applaud? go back to making dinner? god.

instead, she look him straight in the eye and crosses her arms. is anything else going to disappear off him? what kind of magic show is this...]

_{[ Yeah, in fact. His fingers slide up his thighs towards his abdomen to pull at the hem of his tee shirt-- and that's off. He shakes his hair out with low hum and drops the discarded tee shirt to the side.

He simply couldn't. He couldn't stop himself. With her looking so disappointed and wanting him to kiss her again, he couldn't step out of here and gather his thoughts. Not at all. She's seen all of this before back when he was at the strip club-- it was different here. Nobody else was round to watch ( right??? ); it was just for her.

Aikuro puffs out his chest as his arms stretch, posing for her with his wrists crossed behind his head for a moment before advancing back on her again. ]}

Better, then?

_{[ Oh. He's holding her face again-- this time with both hands. ]}

[she doesn't uncross her arms, but she does take her eyes away from his to watch him better, to see him undress. (for himself? for her? who knew.) she's hold her breath, waiting to see what would happen, and she's sure he can tell she's more than a little unsure about all of this. milly can't help but shrink into herself, but she can't help but stare either.

he's impossible. that's the conclusion she's arrived at, and it's solidified when he poses for her. it's attractive but ridiculous. but wasn't that always what he was? and when things couldn't be any more confusing and contradictory for her, he's holding her face. it's the little things that send her head into a frenzy. this is one of them. she drops her arms slowly, offering a slight smile to him, but not looking directly at him.]

Maybe... But now I feel overdressed. [her eyes flick over to him for a moment, and she winks. what a terrible joke.]

Everyone is overdressed around here, Milly. So—

_{[ They are. They really are. He's used to his world that heavily revolves around what clothing people wore-- that's how they gained their social status and that's what he was trying to abolish. It was really looked down upon to be naked, but he stripped with pride and flaunted himself to make a point.

Being naked.. it was pretty important to him
Aikuro often forgets not everyone here is from his world.

His voice lowers as he speak against her ear. ]}

Take something off.

[he makes an excellent point, but not for the reasons she thinks. to her, the town seemed to be just a tad more judgemental than where she was from. it was nothing like the academy was, where everyone got along well enough, and was free to express themselves-- even in the skimpiest of outfits. she didn't miss area 11 for much, but she missed it for that...

of course her plight is nothing like his. he put work into tearing down a caste system, and she didn't. at least his reason for nudity were a bit more well-intentioned.

yet that doesn't really cross her mind, as he's suggested something far more interesting. so interesting and in such a way that gets her to blush just a tiny bit. there's a moment of hesitation, but without a word, she pulls away from him and lifts her dress up, struggling for a moment as the fabric tried to get past her chest. but once it's up over her head, she tosses it as far away as possible, so there's very little hope of getting it back.

just like him undressing in front of her was different, she feels the same now. he's seen all of this before. quite a few people had. but it wasn't for a job, or a party. it was just them, standing in her kitchen in their underwear, and whether he felt the same or not, it's an intimate moment for her. this could be the biggest joke in the universe, but for just a fraction of time, it feels like they're sharing something that she hasn't shared with someone in a long time. she can't even remember the last time she stood before someone like this, and was actually nervous. aikuro makes her feel so weird and wonderful and like, maybe, she could have a true shot at romance.

but she won't breathe a word of that. instead, she smiles, her cheeks rosy, putting her hands on her hips and modelling her lacy little undergarments.] Much better, don't you think?

_{[ He gives her plenty of space and allows her to do her thing, teal eyes watching with interest. It was no big deal for him-- he was used to seeing his fellow comrades wear nothing but their military guns and weaponry. They went into their battles butt naked and that is what they were known for-- naked guerrillas.

Her struggling to get her clothes off earns her a chuff of laughter. His eyes do flicker over her once she has finished-- and he is back against her once more, firm arms cloaking around her curvy body.

Aikuro does give her a him of approval of this progress before he mutters against her ear. ]}

Much better.

_{[ He will kiss her here, too.
That halting thought he had earlier surpasses. He doesn't want to stop anything now. ]}

[she makes a noise of disapproval at his laughter, but what does it matter when his lips are on her skin again? answer: it doesn't matter at all. her hands slide up his arms, holding onto his biceps as she shuts her eyes once again, giggling softly.]

I'm so glad you agree.

[there's a part of her that's content to let him do as he pleases to her, but that doesn't seem like much fun. one of her hands leaves his arm to glide down his side, and make its way to his butt. and once its there, she gives his ass a little squeeze, trying so hard to keep her composure. he can't know that she's trying not to laugh.]

It's definitely an improvement of scenery-- mm.
But don't you feel so much better now?

_{[ His butt. Well, alright then. It's a small butt, for one, but it's firm. His body reels forward, shoulders squaring off cause the grab takes him by surprise, but he doesn't mind it.

He chuckles. ]}

Going right for what is good, are you, hm?
_{[ He's in briefs though. BRIEFS.
But in any case, if she's going to respond this way, he's more than alright with that. It just encourages him to go back to delivering kisses on her neck. Aikuro does just that, peppering several of them across Milly's skin.

He wanted to get her lying down somewhere-- but hm. ]}

What if somebody comes home?
_{[ He doesn't mind being here but ah.. a couch, a bed.. something. ]}

I absolutely do. But not for the reasons [she giggles and squeaks out a noise of pleasure] you think!

[his whole reaction to her grabbing his butt gets her to actually laugh, her head resting on his shoulder for a moment before she looks back to him. all her nerves have disappeared for a moment. if she could laugh with him, what was there to worry about?]

It's the best white girl butt I've ever had my hands on, so yes. I go for what's good. [it's a terrible joke, and she can't help but giggle again. hopefully he laughs too.

the kisses seems to be a good sign, though, and she practically purrs for him. there's a bit of squirming against him, but not to get away. in fact, it's quite the opposite. his skin on hers feels wonderful now-- there's no question it'll feel divine if the rest of the clothes come off. (if they come off? no, when. she's thinking positively!)

his question doesn't stop her for a moment, her hand squeezing his butt once more.] Then they come home! They can easily avoid us, Aikuro. [yet, her voice drops in volume and softens in tone.] But, if you're worried about that, we could take this somewhere else...

Edited 2015-05-05 10:02 (UTC)

I mean.. especially if you have kids in his home.. not sure if you do still or not.
_{[ Not like.. he's super concerned about it? Or even caring. It just might be embarrassing if they were his students or something like that. When he feels himself squeezed again, he makes a little grunt, his own soft lips skirting over her neck all the way up to her jawline as he presses some kisses there.

This was getting out of hand.. and fast. He didn't take any steps to stop himself, though. Aikuro only took steps to encourage it to get more out of hand. Yep.

Aikuro's hands go wandering too, but only down over to her butt as well and past that until he grips onto the back of her thighs. He has to crouch to do this, but once he straightens his posture, he's lifting her off of the ground, one leg on either side of his body.

He looks up at her. ]}

Where would you like to go, my dear?

Teenagers know everything anyway... [she gives him a little wink, sliding her hands to his hips with a smile.

the neck kisses are driving her absolutely wild, and she's sure he knows that well enough by now. who wouldn't when she's a moaning, squirming mess in his hands? she tilts her head to the side, exposing her neck further for him, part of her hoping he leaves a mark. (it would be a badge of honour, if anything.)

but her eyes fly open, and she yelps in surprise, her hands flying to his shoulders to hold him and keep her from falling back, and her legs pressed against his waist. she's positive he won't drop her on purpose, but doesn't he know she's top heavy?

once she calms down, she looks to aikuro and-- oh no. oh noooo. there's something about him, just looking up at her that's about to do her in. she leans down to kiss him softly, her lips on his as her hands move to hold his face. when she pulls away from him, her fingers brush his hair away from his eyes.] My bedroom, if that's alright with you.

_{[ He doesn't leave a mark at all. ]}

Where ever you want.
_{[ My bedroom? Was his series even allowed to do this?
...
Never mind, there was already a sex scene in his series so it should be okay.

Aikuro's expression doesn't falter when she makes the suggestion— just a small humming sound passes through his throat as he turns and carries Milly right along, heading in the general direction of her bedroom.
Her bedroom. That's a pretty intimate location to move to but... it'll be more comfortable and private, won't it?

His eyes fan shut when he is softly kissed and he allows her to play with his fringe in the front. Before we know it, he's in front of the door and... sort of just staring at it. His hands are too full to open the door so.. he eases one foot up to open the door with his foot, his grip tightening on Milly.

Smooth.

Aikuro makes his way to Milly's bed and very carefully lies her there on her back, ensuring that her head reaches the pillow. He remains here, hovering over her with his hands on either side of her. ]}

Comfortable?

[good thing he's comfortable with the idea of being in her room. any other comfortable, flat surface aside from her bed would've exposed them even more. yet, it was a rather large step towards, well... something.

it's impressive that he can navigate the house, hold her, kiss her, and then open the door to her room without dropping her or missing a beat. milly is absolutely stunned that he can do all of it, but he seems like someone who has had plenty of opportunities to practice. in the moment, her eyes go wide for a second, then she gives him a nod of approval with a smile.

his gentleness doesn't surprise her in the slightest, and she welcomes it fully. her eyes light up as he lays her down, and she looks up at him, a every so slightly coy expression on her face.]

Absolutely. Are you?

Getting there.

_{[ He says that with a strained voice since he's trying to get himself positioned properly. One leg swings to the other side of Milly so he's straddling her before he lowers his bottom half of his body on her. Aikuro stays propped up by his elbows and pushes some of his stray hair behind his ear, ensuring it won't get in the way as he leans down to smooch on her again. He dips down and presses an open mouthed kiss against her lips, going right ahead and working his tongue past her lips.

Well damn.
They're so fucked.

It's probably about this time that he starts glowing again-- though it's very faint. For now. ]}

[she can't help but chuckle at him, watching him the whole time, biting at her bottom lip in anticipation. it's funny that he straddles her, but if he's comfortable, then she won't complain.

not like she'll want to when he's kissing her like that. god, he's so hot... as his tongue finds its way into her mouth, she moans in response, her arms gently draped over his shoulders with her nails lightly scratching his upper back.

his glow hasn't caught her attention yet, as she's absolutely in the moment, enjoying the slower pace he's set for the time being. it was romantic, in a way, but also terribly arousing, and there is nothing that's going to bring any of these feelings to a screeching halt. not even glowing nip nops.]

_{[ Aikuro works his tongue once it's in, though it's easy and slow-- his own muscle dancing with her's tenderly. Milly can probably feel him warming up by now as his blood pumps quickly through his veins, heat radiating from him. It was almost like he had a fever.

That's not all she probably felt if her attention was a bit.. lower.

His focus moves from her lips back down to her neck and he eats her up here-- right in the hollow of her throat. This time he makes a point to leave a mark. Nothing entirely big, but something very obvious.
Suck suck suck he goes, flicking the tip of his tongue over her skin once he has it captured between his lips. She could easily hide it with a higher collar shirt if she wanted to by the end of it.

Aikuro's teeth scrape across the tender skin once he is finished and he lifts his head to take a good look at her— and catch his ragged breath. ]}

Are we getting carried away.. you think?
_{[ His voice. It sounded incredibly sultry at this rate. The question, though. It's something he has been wondering this whole time. Nobody ever sat down and discussed feelings. They certainly didn't. ]}

Edited 2015-05-08 06:03 (UTC)

[her mind is so focused on him, and how fantastic she feels (and hopefully how great he feels too), that tiny bits of information from her surroundings actually processes. his tongue moving with hers, how warm they're both feeling, his... growing arousal. and all of it is adding up to her being unable to keep from tearing his underwear off him. hers can follow suit, frankly.

her resisting the urge to rip their undergarments to shreds becomes so much more difficult when his attention returns to her neck, and she practically becomes a puddle under him. damn him for figuring out one of her weak spots... is what she would say if she wasn't whimpering and moaning under his lips. a breathless whisper of his name escapes her, and she makes no attempt to cover it up. why should she? he's giving her the attention she's missed out on for a year. he should be proud of himself. at least a little bit.

but when he pulls away and looks at her, she wonders if she's scared him a little bit. she's not one to ever regret her words, but if that's what spooked him into reconsidering... she, too, is attempting to catch her breath, though what does that matter when his voice leaves her breathless again? if only he knew half of the things he did to her...

but she gazes up at him for a moment, blue eyes half-lidded, smiling softly. her voice matches his, in a way, but her answer is confident.] No. I don't think we are. [and even though she doesn't want to ask, she has to.] Do... do you?

_{[ Aikuro doesn't answer her question right off the bat; he's too preoccupied with kissing down over her collarbone and along the top part of her breasts. A smooch here, a smooch there— sometimes he nips softly with his teeth. He eventually pulls his gaze to meet hers again. ]}

I don't think we are if you don't think we are— as long as you're alright.

_{[ He's pretty aware by her behavior that she wants to have sex. And in all honesty, this wasn't the reason why he came over to her place. No, it really wasn't. If he came with that intention, he would have come readily prepared. Oh, would he have come prepared with absolutely everything. Even rose petals to lavish her with. How things escalated so quickly is mysterious, but he isn't one to leave somebody who totally wants him and he's one to really be flexible with how things seem to go.

His hands smooth up her sides and along her tits, fingers pressing firmly into them as he allows their lips to meet once more.
Then, he will ask, voice hushed: ]}

—Do you have everything we would need?
_{[ Implying that yes, he is willing to have sex with you if you want. If she doesn't have the things they will need, that might be a problem, but he will find a way to improvise this situation that doesn't involve penetration. ]}

Edited 2015-05-10 17:22 (UTC)

[his answer could've never come, and she might've been just as happy. each of his kisses earns him a small noise of pleasure from her, the beginnings of giggles, and his teeth on her skin causes her to gasp. but when she does hear his answer, she smiles brightly-- it's hard to keep her excitement contained.]

Don't worry, I'm more than alright.

[and she means it. this is the best she's felt in a while. sure, the daily grind in a peaceful town full of friends is fun, but a dry spell is still a dry spell. and for someone she actually cares for and really likes to give her a little bit of attention and affection is more than she expected. it's wonderful to feel attractive, and more than that, wanted again. he might not feel as strongly as she does, but he does feel something, or he wouldn't be nearly naked and on top of her in her bed.

and if he wanted to walk away from this, he would've. right? he would've left long ago. him staying has to count for something. anything.

her nails scratch lightly at his shoulders, and continue down his arms, with her palms sliding back up them to erase the little lines she's made. even as he gropes her, and her hips roll up under his, her hands don't give up on the pattern. it's calming, in a weird way. when every other part of her is eager, it's her hands that keep her from getting too ahead of herself.

his question, as sultry and smooth as it, gets her to laugh. one of her hands flies to cover half of her face and she nods. at the very beginning of being in this town, she thought this scenario would've been played out at least once every two months. and who wanted to be unprepared? not her. but alas, that wasn't the case. so there was a store of supplies in a dresser drawer, and no one to use them with. well, now there was.

and through her slightly embarrassed laughter, she asks--] Would you like me to get them for us?

_{[ He was so horny. Damn it, he didn't know he was going to get so hot and actually have sex when he came over. This.. wasn't according to plan. Not like he is complaining— he isn't complaining one bit.
All of her noises earn a response from him— he vocally makes he known he is equally enjoying himself and possibly eggs on his sounds a little more to sound more attractive. Just slightly. What did he do? Work in a porno before he became a teacher?

His lips smile against her skin when he hears her laugh. She's adorable— simply too cute. How he hasn't been this attracted to her before then is a mystery, but he understood everything now.
When she asks to get up, he grunts, hand moving to her arms to restrain her at her wrists. He really doesn't realize what he is doing-- everything in his head is cloudy at the moment as he lavishes her chest with so much— so much attention. Licking, kissing, sucking-- he was practically eating her all up. No doubt there will be small marks all over them in the morning.

Aikuro's hand finally moves, fingers sliding along her body-- lower, lower lower until he is pressing two fingers in between her legs and gently feeling around there. Was she ready for this? That is what he is mainly wondering.

His voice is hoarse, but he responds: ]}

Just tell me where, my dear. I'll get them.
_{[ and that's it. They're gonna do it. They're gonna climb the whole sex mountain. ]}

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