none of us are free from sin

[alloutoflove]

At some point I uploaded new icons and botched some of my threads. Oops.
Also listen like 95% of this post is extremely nsfw. Double oops.

Stargazing → It's a nice clear night, and even when you live in a big city, there are places to get away and look at the stars. There's supposed to be a meteor shower tonight; maybe now's the time to make a wish.

Domesticity → Sometimes domesticity is a white picket fence and two kids and a dog; sometimes it's an apartment that's a little shabby but comfortable; sometimes it's just the people you're with.

What The Housekeeper Saw!! → What. What are you doing. Why are you doing it.

Spoiler prompt: There's a game you play sometimes, when you're acting. "Baby, if you love me, please please smile," you say, and the other person replies, "Baby, I love you, but I just can't smile." If you can make them smile, you win. If you don't, they win. And sometimes you don't even know you're playing the game. END PROMPT

Wildcard!! → Just what it says.

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[rockyxiii]

[He pulls her just close enough that he can slip down onto the floor in front of her, on his knees, and lean in to lick one of the trails of come dripping down her inner thighs.

That he's used to. (It's not usually his own, but it's not never his own.)]

[alloutoflove]

--ah--

[ Her hands flex hard against his shoulders, her breath catching loudly. A jolting shudder goes through her at the first brush of his tongue, and then she sways a little, leaning on him for support. ]

J, Juzo...

[rockyxiii]

. . . Mm.

[Maybe this can be . . . kind of . . . a bridge, of sorts. Juzo's already much more into this than he expected. He's not exactly shoving his face between her legs right now or anything, but licking the come off her thighs is surprisingly hot; his hands gently push them apart so he can get all of it, his face creeping up gradually closer.]

[alloutoflove]

A, are you sure...?!

[ Her voice is higher now, breathless, and her fingers squeeze a little harder at his shoulders. In spite of that, she opens her legs without protest, trembling faintly. And while she's leaning more heavily on him now, she's not trying to push him off; if anything, she's trying to tug him in, small unconscious restless motions. ]

I-I told you, you don't have to do this just to please me...

[rockyxiii]

[He does pull away long enough to answer, at least.]

—I'm not. I felt like doing this, so . . . I did it. Maybe it's me getting myself used to it. But I'm—having fun.

[Maybe she should get back on the bed, he realizes, but he kinda doesn't want her to. He's always liked being on his knees for this. Her tugging at him just adds to the thrill he gets from that.]

[alloutoflove]

Are you?

[ She bites her lip at that, blinking down at him. As much as she's trying to stay still, her hips keep shifting in small, subtle movements; she already misses his mouth, though that's not the point of the conversation right now!! ]

If you are, then, by all means...

[rockyxiii]

I'm not—I-I don't really know how.

[And he's embarrassed about it, even if he's also enjoying himself, and willing to try.]

You're gonna have to . . . guide me a little, here.

[alloutoflove]

O-oh, that's--

[ Chisa laughs at that, quick and embarrassed herself, covering her face with a hand for a moment before taking a deep breath. After a moment to (mostly) compose herself, she reaches down and carefully opens herself with her own fingers, shivering at the contact, and nudging a finger against her clit. See? ]

Y, you use your tongue like you did your fingers. Here, I'll come the fastest, but wherever you touch, it'll feel good.

[rockyxiii]

[When he'd been fingering her, it'd been entirely by feel; actually seeing it is very, very different. He's not sure how he feels about it yet, but he can't get stuck thinking too hard about it, or he's going to freeze up, and he'd hate for that to happen now.

But seeing Chisa touch herself is compelling, too, and also, there are traces of his come up here too, and so he goes for that first, leaning in and touching with his tongue. . . . Tentatively. But he's doing it!]

[alloutoflove]

Mmmhh--

[ She shudders again at that, her fingers flexing a little, though she leaves them where they are, holding herself open. Her other hand clutches harder at his shoulder for balance, and she tilts her head to look down at him, her eyes hazy with pleasure again.

And well, he liked hearing her, and he wanted the coaching, so why not? She takes a shaky breath, murmuring to him: ]

Like that, yes, you're already doing well...

[rockyxiii]

[You're definitely buttering me up this time, he thinks, but . . . he kinda likes it anyway. He'll like it even more when he can drive her to be even noisier, so there's some more incentive to figure out what he's doing. Juzo loops his arms around her hips to hug on, letting her hold herself open like that so he can concentrate on his tongue. She tastes like herself and himself and he wouldn't say he likes it, but it's not like he liked dick either until he got used to it, and the "first taste" stage of this is less offensive than a cock had been, honestly.

He hums in concentration, letting his tongue explore much the same way his fingers did, but it's more obvious to him this time when he nudges her clit—his eyes are closed, so he can't see he's close until he's on it—and he hums again in surprise and triumph.]

[alloutoflove]

[ She lets out a ragged moan at that, her hips giving an involuntary jerk forward at that contact. For a moment she loses her words completely, breathing in shaky gasps. Her whole body is trembling, both with the effort of keeping her legs locked and with the suppressed desire to just grind into his face -- that's probably too much for now. When she does speak, her voice is rougher than before, higher. ]

Jhh, just like that, yes, just like that, please...

[rockyxiii]

[Maybe it would be too much for now, but it sure is theoretically the kind of thing he'd like. A lot.

For now, though, he's caught wondering how firm he's supposed to be with this. He doesn't want to hurt her; it's so small and delicate compared to a cock. But he doesn't want to go too gently to please her, either. Maybe he'll just let her stop him if it goes that far . . .

So he hums back his assent, just like this, and begins to stroke his tongue over her clit, lightly at first, and gradually doing it harder, flicking it more firmly, with the wet, hot tip. . . . He's not experienced enough to have any other tricks up his sleeve just yet.]

[alloutoflove]

[ That's fine. That's more than fine, if the way she shudders and gasps at the stroking of his tongue. She's actually a lot less verbal like this -- not any less noisy, but significantly less words; there's the occasional moan of his name, and other babbled encouragement, but nothing more than that.

The hand that she has braced on his shoulder grips tighter now, hard enough that her own fingers ache with the force of her grip; he's going to have some definite marks there later. It takes effort to keep from grabbing his hair instead and pulling him in closer, but she refuses still to do that just yet.

But she's panting louder now, close to frantic, the same sort of tell she'd had when he'd made her come before... ]

[rockyxiii]

[It's more tiring than it looks, again in the same way that giving a blowjob is surprisingly tiring; he has to stop and breathe occasionally, his jaw aches, and it's hard to keep pressing firmly enough with his tongue. But all of that just kind of adds to the appeal of pleasing Chisa like this. He can tell he's getting the hang of it, even though he's still pretty sure there's more he could be doing to make it better, but for a first time—if she's reacting that well, he'll take it.

He pulls back for a breath and then presses his face between her legs again, because he can tell she's close, and he wants to make the finish good for her.]

[alloutoflove]

I--!

[ She curls forward, partly around his head and leaning harder on him for support. There's a moment of utter stillness and then she's rocking her hips harder against his mouth, frantic -- almost rough -- as she cries out, something that's not quite his name, but maybe might have been, with a bit more breath and coherency. It's a lot more intense than when he'd used his fingers, and likely less easy to confuse.

When it passes, though, she sways heavily, her head still lowered, and now her knees start to buckle, in spite of her best efforts to stay on her feet. ]

[rockyxiii]

[Whoops. He pulls back with a gasp so that he can rise to his feet, catch her in his arms, and lift her right up off the ground to lay her onto the bed. Showoff. (It gives him time to get his breath back after that, too, and lick his lips, and process everything that just happened.)]

Ch . . . Chisa.

[alloutoflove]

Mmmmmmmmhhh.

[ It takes her a few moments longer to recover, even comfortably on the bed again; she might not be in his arms anymore, but she does lift her own, slowly, to drape them around his neck. When she opens her eyes, they're dark and soft, and the smile on her face is outright beatific.

Every now and then her hips give another small twitch as the aftershocks wear off, but she's otherwise completely relaxed. ]

...hi.

[rockyxiii]

A-ah . . .

[His heart seizes in his chest; that was hot, but it's the warm, unbearably soft feeling that he feels even more powerfully. After a moment's hesitation, he crawls onto the bed with her to lie next to her, opening his arms to her.]

[alloutoflove]

[ She tucks herself into his arms immediately and then stretches, trying to press as much of herself against him as possible, skin to skin. It takes a bit, but once she's settled, she tilts her face to look up at him again, still with that dreamy smile on her face.

Then she laughs, soft and fond. ]

You're spoiling me. I need to work hard to catch up.

[rockyxiii]

It's my pleasure. . . . If I managed to be halfway competent at that, that's better than I expected to do.

[She's just so cute. He holds her close, enjoying the feeling of her soft and warm in his arms. Here's another thing about women he can get behind.]

[alloutoflove]

[ Cuddly, too: she laughs again, pleased, and lowers her head to his shoulder with a deep sigh. ]

Halfway? Only halfway? You need to give yourself more credit.

[rockyxiii]

I said if! Besides . . . I'm not about to boast about my first time. I'd hate to leave you with just that. I bet Munakata's a pro by now.

[That's, a little weird to think about, but oops he is anyway.]

[alloutoflove]

A--ahaha, w, well...

[ This time when she laughs, it's embarrassed; she turns her face hard against Juzo's shoulder. ]

He is, but we, ah... we've practiced a lot more...

[rockyxiii]

I . . . I figured.

[But it doesn't hurt anymore?! He doesn't have to feel torn up about that anymore?! They can joke about it like this . . . his arms tighten around her, both affectionate and excited.]

Maybe he can give me some pointers.