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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[alloutoflove]

All right.

[ She lets herself be pushed, moving until her legs hit the bed. When they do, she folds down neatly, ankles crossed and hands in her lap again. After a moment she even bows her head a little, mock-submissive. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

[ She makes an elegant picture that way... but that also makes him more motivated to tear down her composure. He sits down next to her, brushing her hair back away from her face before trailing his fingers down her neck. ]

[alloutoflove]

Mmmmm.

[ It's a sigh that comes with a little shiver out of simple ticklish reaction. She tilts her head just enough to allow him better access to her neck, her smile still serene on her face. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

[ He keeps going after that, moving his hand down her shoulder and then her arm, sliding down past her elbow to take her hand. ]

[alloutoflove]

Kyousuke?

[ Well she immediately tries to lace her fingers with his, because that's what you do, right, ]

[deathisanopendoor]

[ Um, cute. He goes ahead and allows it, despite going on to say: ]

I thought you weren't supposed to be making a move without my permission.

[alloutoflove]

--Ah.

[ Oops. She gives him a slightly guilty smile, though she also does not let go of his hand. That's on purpose. ]

Sorry!

[deathisanopendoor]

[ He reaches over to join their other hands too, running his thumb over her knuckles. Chisa has surprisingly nice hands relative to the kind of work she's in. Holding hands is nice...

After a little bit of that though, he slides his hands down to her wrists instead and moves to pin them back down onto the bed. ]

You really are willfully disobedient.

[alloutoflove]

[ She squeaks at that, her fingers flexing automatically though this time! This time!! She doesn't actually try to move on her own. The flush on her cheeks is deeper than before as she peeks up at him, coy. ]

Aah, I've been allowed to run around freely for a while-- I've gotten used to it.

[deathisanopendoor]

I suppose I've also been negligent.

[ He shifts her wrists together so he can hold down both of her hands with one of his own, freeing up his right hand again so it can travel towards her collar. ]

[alloutoflove]

Y--you have been awfully busy, lately--

[ Now she's fidgeting, flexing her hands in his grip to test how strong it is. Not hard enough to actually fight it, though, not at all, and she very helpfully tips her chin up to allow him the access. She's breathing just a little faster now, her eyes fixed on his face. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

[ His grip is firm, and presses down more firmly when he feels her shifting, but he's trying not to actually press her hands and wrists too painfully against each other, so there's an allowance of movement.

His other hand feels its way down to unbutton her shirt, while his eyes stay on hers. ]

Are you trying to say you're like a pet that's been acting out for attention?

[ At least he said "pet" and not "child". ]

[alloutoflove]

[ She definitely pouts at that, wriggling a little more strongly in his grip. It's still not anything more than a token struggle, and a weak one at that, but it matches with her pout, her cheeks puffing out. ]

Jeeze, Kyousuke, that's mean...

[ But she still arches her back hopefully. Helpfully! That's what it is. She's helping. Like a good girl. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

Sorry. But I have to admit, when you're crawling into my lap the way you were earlier, it feels evocative. ...Though I don't want to cast that as acting out necessarily.

[ He's not going to actually remove her shirt while he has her hands restrained, but he's at least pulling it open. ]

[alloutoflove]

[ Her bra is on the plainish side -- white with some lace edging the cups, low-cut but not too deep. She huffs at his words, turning her head so she can glance up at him sidelong. ]

Maybe I wanted to see how you'd react. You're always such a patient man, so...

[ She twists a little as she says it, sliding her leg ssssslowly so she can draw her foot against his. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

More patient than you, evidently.

[ Hmmmm. He uses that leg to push hers off to the side, pressing it down against the bed. This is starting to get a little bit like a game of Twister, and he needs to figure out how long he feels like keeping it up. ]

[alloutoflove]

[ She lets out a slow huff of breath at that, unresisting to that push, and deliberately tilts her head so that her face is a breath away from his. The expression on her face is nothing short of adoring. ]

Ah, maybe I'm always impatient for your attention, Kyousuke. It's just that sometimes, it's harder to control than others.

[deathisanopendoor]

[ She successfully captivates him for a moment with that, and he parts his lips subconsciously, eyelids lowering. But he doesn't act on it beyond that. ]

That's exactly why I thought to tease you instead. It seems like you need to be instructed in the merits of delayed gratification.

[alloutoflove]

[ It takes a lot of effort not to just lean the rest of the way in, especially at his response, but she resists. She doesn't move back either, so her words are shaped against his skin, voice lower now. ]

Mm, then, what should I do? I'd like to be a good student, but...

[deathisanopendoor]

...

[ He finally lets go of her hands, pulling back just enough to slide his hand back down, pressing it into the bed to Chisa's side, supporting his weight with it. ]

Then, rather than not doing anything, you should do whatever it is you want. But I'll still be choosing when and how I'll reciprocate. It's better to learn through personal trial and error, isn't it?

[alloutoflove]

Whatever it is I want, hmmm?

[ Cool, she's just going to reach up and wrap her arms around his neck so she can play with his hair, alternately mussing it and smoothing it back down again. ]

But then, Kyousuke, if you don't like something, you have to tell me, okay? If you're too cold, I'll start thinking that you just don't want to. That's no fun!

[deathisanopendoor]

[ The hairpetting seems within a fair range for teasing, and it really just feels nice, in addition to it feeling nice to let Chisa do as she likes at all. ]

You haven't done anything I've disliked so far. I'll try to make my feelings clear.

[alloutoflove]

I'd appreciate that.

[ She does kiss him finally -- just on the cheek, near the corner of his mouth, then drops a hand to hook a finger into his tie, loosening it. She doesn't pull it off completely, just enough to gain access to the top buttons of Kyousuke's shirt, humming as she starts on those. Her own she leaves on for now, even though it's open. ]

[deathisanopendoor]

Mm.

[ Proving his own point to himself, the kiss on the cheek does seem much more dramatic when they haven't been going much further so far. Even though Chisa is leaving her shirt on, he slides his hand over her waist and then up her back, touching the bare skin under the shirt. ]

[alloutoflove]

[ She's warm to the touch -- she's always warm -- and she does laugh briefly at the touch, soft and fond. But for the moment she's focused, making quick work of his buttons and then pressing her hands to his chest to smooth up, using that contact to help slide his shirt off.

Then she removes his tie, wrapping it loosely around her own hand a couple of times. Hm. ]

Hey, Kyousuke...