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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[deathisanopendoor]

Mmmm—

[He does put more pressure into his lips automatically, before he can stop to consider pulling back and playing coy, but by this point he isn't going to drag it out longer than he already is. So he goes more in the other direction, seeking out her clit through the fabric and pressing a hard kiss there.]

[alloutoflove]

K--Kyousuke--

[ Well, she's not going to protest him going harder now; when he does that, she sinks her fingers deeper into his hair, clutching at him as her hips grind up, helplessly wanting against his mouth. Just getting his name out at first feels like an accomplishment, but if he really wanted to hear her beg-- ]

I-it's good, ah, please, Kyousuke--!

[deathisanopendoor]

[He pushes out his tongue for a moment, but the taste and texture of the fabric is strange enough for him to make a face. Another argument in favor of getting to the point. He pulls back enough to drag her panties down off her hips.]

Please—?

[alloutoflove]

[ She squirms with that, lifting her hips eagerly to help get them off -- the tease was nice, but what she really wants is-- ]

I, um, y, you know! I want--

[ Her fingers curl in his hair again, a little more strongly, and she tries to tug his head back down. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

[There's a short huff of laughter as he lets himself be directed down, but he clearly agrees with her insistence. He lets his tongue glide over her slick folds without any fabric in the way.]

Mmmm.

[alloutoflove]

Aaah--

[ Much better. Chisa runs her fingers through his hair, over and over, restless; it's probably going to be a mess later and she'll apologize then. Maybe. For the moment, she's distracted with rolling her hips up, pressing herself more insistently against his face. ]

A, are you, don't laugh at me--

[deathisanopendoor]

[He peers up towards her face, or attempts to, but it's difficult when she's pushing up against his own face so desperately. The point is just that he's too busy and muffled to laugh more than briefly anyway.

But he sucks gently around her clit, pacifying.]

[alloutoflove]

I, mmnnn...

[ A little shuddering jolt goes through her whole body at that, her breathing going ragged and loud. She's a bit less immediately frantic, though her grip on his hair remains tight as she rolls her hips, trying to coax a particular rhythm. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

[He rolls her clit with his tongue, eventually picking up on the rhythm she's going for and settling into it without argument, his hands curling up around her thighs to hold onto them.]

[alloutoflove]

[ He better be holding on tightly, because it's not too long before she's writhing, one hand still tangled in his hair and the other pressed to her mouth. It's not really enough to muffle all the noise she's making, but she's at least trying. From the sound of her voice, she's starting to get close. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

[Well he's holding on more tightly the more she starts moving around. But the sounds are encouraging. He doesn't deviate from the rhythm, however much he wishes he could move to get his own pants off right about now, moaning deliberately to urge her on.]

[alloutoflove]

K--, Ky, Kyousuke, I, I, ah--!

[ She tosses her head, and the movement is definitely loosening the makeshift blindfold, but it holds mostly in place as her body snaps into a tight hard arch, trembling for a few seconds before her thighs jerk, trying instinctively to close as she comes, panting ragged and loud for breath. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

Nnnah—

[He keeps holding on until her thighs try to close around him, and then he pulls back, sitting up and watching her expression under the blindfold...

He is too busy getting the rest of his clothes off of himself to go touching her any further, though, even to get the blindfold off. She can take it off herself if she really wants!!]

[alloutoflove]

[ If he was still hoping to see her composure torn down, he'll be pleased: she looks comfortably debauched, limbs sprawled, her cheeks flushed and her mouth hanging open as she pants for breath, occasionally shivering through an aftershock.

Even with her hands free, though, she doesn't make any attempt to remove the blindfold herself yet. That will depend on what he wants her to do. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

[Yeah that's an appealing sight. He moans softly in his throat despite himself, and when he's finally free of all his clothes he presses his body up against hers, erection up against her inner thigh, and his lips touching hers. This isn't very conducive to what she was hinting at earlier, but it's hard for him to resist when she looks like that, all opened up.]

...So? Have you finally been sated?

[alloutoflove]

Mmmmmmmmnn?

[ It's a long deep sigh, unmistakably pleased. When he settles over her, she lifts her arms to twine them loosely around his neck, and she lets her tongue dart out, tracing his lips, finding the taste of herself there. The smile on her face is lazy and almost smug with satisfaction.

She spreads her legs wider to make a better cradle for his hips against hers. ]

Never. I'll always, always want more from you, Kyousuke...

[deathisanopendoor]

Hmmmm...

[He leans in to kiss her properly first, tongue slipping into her mouth and betraying the intensity of his current hunger. it's wet and messy, and even if Chisa can't see the thin string of saliva left when Kyousuke pulls away, she'll find out about it when it falls back onto her lips.]

Hah... Ah, but you promised me repayment. If you say that, then my repayment will be just as limitless. I'll be able to come collect it whenever I choose.

[alloutoflove]

Aah...

[ She licks her lips automatically, and some of her smugness is replaced by pure want. When she moves this time, it's restless, her legs spreading even wider, deliberately wanton and inviting. He's just close enough that it's a tease more than anything else. ]

You can. Anytime you wanted, wherever you wanted, you can have it. I'll do whatever you want, no matter what it is.

[deathisanopendoor]

...I'm a man of lofty ambitions, you know. But I suppose you've always been keen to assist with any goal.

[With her doing so much of the work on her own, he barely has to shift his body before he's slipping inside of her.]

Aaahh—

[alloutoflove]

I'mmmmmm--

[ Distracted, honestly, and her hips lift to help draw him in the rest of the way, her legs wrapping firmly around him. She drops her arms to stretch them over her head, curling her fingers in the sheets and using that as leverage to help arch her back further. ]

I'm, I'm always happy to help you out, Kyousuke, nnn, no matter what it is you need...

[deathisanopendoor]

Then, this—

[Just keep doing what you're doing. He groans, driving into her at the angle she's setting, and then almost immediately pulling out so he can thrust back in.]

[alloutoflove]

[ The angle means her breasts bounce noticeably when he rocks in. That is definitely on purpose, judging from the way Chisa smirks at him. ]

Of course, this -- a-anytime you want, Kyousuke, I'll come right over -- there's, ah, there's probably enough room under your desk for me--

[deathisanopendoor]

Haha—will you come fly abroad for me whenever I need you? I'll make sure there's enough room for you under there...

[It's definitely something he notices. His smile is also pretty smug, though. He thrusts in again, deliberately hard, to rock not just her chest but her whole body.]

[alloutoflove]

Ah, I--

[ She twists her hands harder in the sheets, biting her lip hard for a moment. That apparently hit a good spot for her. ]

--anytime, I said, I, I'll come straight to you--

[deathisanopendoor]

Good—

[It's hard to talk like this, so he won't strain himself elaborating any more when he doesn't have anything immediately come to mind. Just that much is already nice to think about, though. It's not like it's completely impossible... It could be real...

He holds her hips in place, trying to hit the same spot again even as he starts thrusting in faster.]