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Either, I guess
.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
Hmm. Neither. No thanks.
.03 SHOWER OR BATH
Bath.
.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
I like both, but pirates usually have more interesting stories, right?
.05 TITS OR ASS
I…look. It. Ah, it depends on the person?
.06 COFFEE OR TEA
Coffee, usually
.07 SPICY OR SWEET
Both are good. …in moderation.
.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
Summer. But winter sports can be fun, too.
.09 LEATHER OR LACE
Depends on the person.
10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
Extra depends on the person.
ENTJ-A
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And yet she'd known that they'd been busy. Plus, she wasn't the only girl eyeing him. (Or, for that matter, the only guy.) And after she'd made up her mind to re-enter show biz, they really couldn't date.
So she'd never acted on it.
So this kiss, hesitant but warm, is sweet yet with the tiniest tinge of melancholy. Like she's missing something she never had.
And then she sharply pulls back.] You knew?! What the hell, senpai, why didn't--
[No they're getting sidetracked.
Back to the smooch. Aggressively, from Rise.]
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The first kiss was soft, marked by the tentative slowness of something new, something you don't want to rush. When Rise pulls him back in, it's different, adamant, hesitation melting as the sensation becomes more familiar. Yu's hands find her waist, pulling her closer, narrowing the space between them. He very consciously doesn't push too far, too fast, instead trying to feel out her cues and respond to them in kind.]
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It's because you hadn't reciprocated. And obviously, if you'd noticed, you'd have reciprocated, right? So, the fact that you hadn't done it meant, in Rise's mind, that she'd just been too dang subtle.
Or, at least, something along those lines.
Either way, their life in Inaba is the furthest thing from Rise's mind right now. One of her hands comes up to cup Yu's cheek as they kiss, and all of a sudden she's acting like the hormone-heavy teenager she is. Her kisses are hot, hungry, needy, and not remotely practiced.
And before either of them knows it, she's straddling his lap. She always was a little forward.]
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Whatever the case, subtle is completely gone now -- Yu doesn't mind that, not in the least, and when she straddles him, his hands reflexively move to her thighs, holding her steady there as his lips part to deepen the kiss. It feels good, like something he's wanted for longer than he cares to admit, under all of the issues he was juggling back home.
The sliver of rationality that had him trying to measure his own pace is rapidly disintegrating as the kisses become more urgent, from both of them, and it's not long before his hands slide up under her skirt, touching the bare skin of her hips.]
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The outside of her thighs, true, but still her thighs. It's the most intimate way he's ever touched her.
And then his hands slip up under her skirt, and that previous touch becomes the second most intimate way he'd ever touched her. Well then. Rise's breath hitches in her throat for a moment, but then it's gone.
She's anxious. This is new. But there's nobody else she'd rather be doing this with more.
She peppers Yu's face and mouth with kisses as she feels his fingers slide along smooth skin. At last, she breaks their making out, and pauses.] ...do you want me to take my clothes off for you, senpai?
[She tries to tease. She tries to have that same breezy tone, the teasing starlet, that she's so good at. But the way she's fiercely blushing does hamper that somewhat.]
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His hand moves to the buttons on her top, fingers tracing the seam where those pieces of fabric meet.]
I'd like to help you with it, actually. [In spite of the confidence and desire in his voice, there's a faint tinge of red in his face. His voice is pitched low, a little breathless, but not entirely without humor.
After all-- she's not just a performer any more than he's just an audience.]
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It's a familiar mask for her to wear. For her to slip on, as easily as she does a dress.
But then she sees him blushing and she remembers - no, it's not a show. This is Yu. He's real, he's here, he's not a fantasy.
And maybe when it comes to loving this particular audience member, she...
Thoughts for later. His fingers tease buttons that feel like they could just pop open with the right pressure. Her heart pounds.] It's always more fun to unwrap a present yourself, right senpai?
[Augh what a corny line, she's not even wearing anything special she needs to be in like super sexy lingerie for that]
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A present, hmm? [He's not going to tease too much, but he had to say something.
For all that confidence, his fingers struggle slightly with the first button, and his eyes meet hers as he undoes the next few. He knows she'd say something if she wanted to stop, or slow down, but-- nonetheless he searches her expression for signs of hesitation as the last button comes undone. His touch is soft as he smoothes his fingers over her shoulders, pushing the blouse away from them.]
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No, actually, she'd still rather be here. Even if she is blushing all the way out to her earlobes.
Because she's straddling Yu's lap. And he's touching her body. And he's there, and cute, and the way he's slightly blushing right back at her makes her heart melt.
Rise's fingertips slide through his hair as he unbuttons her blouse, bit by bit. Underneath, her skin is smooth, a little pale. She's wearing a lacy pink bra below that.
She pulls her arms back so she can shrug her blouse off.] Do you want me to do the bra? I hear boys have trouble with that part.
[She says, but then tries to ignore that this probably wouldn't be the first bra he's taken off here. She doesn't want to think about that.
Maybe her fingers are gripping his hair a little harder when she returns her hands back to his head, though.]
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He-- he does try, with the bra. Even with experience, his fingers fumble a bit; it's different, with a friend. With someone you've cared about so much for so long. How do other people do this, when it's with someone they knew from home? He exhales a soft chuckle, a sign of defeat, and a hint of sheepishness works its way into his expression when he surrenders to The Clasp. The hold she has on his hair sends a shiver through him, so he's a little breathless even as a faint smile tugs at his lips.] Please.
[And Yu starts on his own shirt, too. Because they're really doing this, huh? He tries to ignore the quickening of his heartbeat when he thinks about it. Tries to ignore thinking overall, really.]
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And it doesn't bother her.
She thinks of what her Shadow might say. You want to be seen. You want eyes on you.
Maybe it's true. At least, of this particular boy.
Bras get shrugged off, discarded on the floor. She's now topless in front of him, a sight she's never done in even her most risque fanbooks. Honestly, she's a couple of months in the future from Yu, as they've since learned, but she seems to have kept growing in this regard, at least. Rise's breasts are each the size of a grapefruit, at least a small-ish grapefruit; her nipples are small and pebbled and stiff.
She takes a breath.] W-what do you think, senpai? I'd probably sell a couple photo books like this, huh?
[She tries to play it off casually. The tremolo in her voice betrays it.]
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He can't keep his eyes off of her. And once his own hands are unoccupied from tugging off his shirt, he doesn't want to keep his hands off of her, either.]
More than a couple, I'm sure, [he says on a soft chuckle, leaning forward to place a small kiss on her collarbone. His touch is tentative, at first, acutely aware that she's real, Kujikawa Rise and not just Risette, as his fingers trace the sides of her breasts; as he leans closer to kiss the swell of them.]
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On the other hand, it's embarrassing as hell and just watching him makes her want to dash into the bathroom and hide.
It's incredible. It makes her feel so vulnerable. Rise bites her lip as she gently threads her fingers through his short hair.] ...you'd buy one, I hope? I'd autograph it~
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This is not the first time he's done this -- a fact that he's very grateful she hasn't asked about, yet, because having to talk about it would be a whole new level of embarrassing.
But it's the first time with her. And that...that's significant.]
Mm-- [Speaking of embarrassing, the sound he makes when her fingers card through his hair, a soft gasp. The recovery isn't perfect, but there's some fondness in his expression as he responds to the question.] You really think you need to ask?
[Considering he can't keep his hands off of her, he figured the answer spoke for itself.]
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she likes that. She wants to hear more of it. Her fingernails are gentle as they scrape his scalp, running through his hair like she actually has any idea what she's doing.] ...maybe I just wanted to hear you say it, senpai. [She pouts, but she can't keep the act up for more than a couple of moments.
This is nice. She doesn't want it to end. But there's a fire that's lit inside her, equally strong as the anxiety. She wants more, too.
She tries to grind her hips down, rubbing against him in his lap. She's not exactly sure what motion feels best here, so she tries to pay attention to his reaction.]
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I'd be first in line. [There's something low and gravelly in his voice as he says it, spurred on by the feel of her hands on him, the softness of her skin as he presses little kisses to her breasts, her collarbone.
Yu lets her set the pace, not pushing so much as gently tugging, encouraging each little advance, each exploratory motion. But, speaking of hands-- he squeezes her ass almost reflexively when she grinds down on him, a little groan rumbling out of him at the friction of the motion. It takes him a second to recover from that, and when he does, his face is flushed as he tugs on her skirt and asks,] May I?
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her pulse quickens at Yu's swords. It feels nice; his breath against her naked skin, his kisses along exposed collar and throat and the tops of her breasts. What she can feel pressing against her crotch as she grinds her hips down on him again, rewarded by that little reaction of his and wanting more.
He tugs on her skirt, and she's brought back out of her hazy reverie. Right. This. Okay, they're going to do it.] ...yeah, of course you can.
Uh, it'll be easier if I'm standing, so - [She slides off his lap, standing next to the bed but not too far out of his reach.]
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And-- look, he should be undoing his own slacks, too, because this is wildly uneven, isn't it? But it's hard to stop touching her long enough to do that.]
You're gorgeous. [Softly, a gravel-coarse whisper as his hands slide down her hips. Yu isn't normally one for stating the obvious, or for saying things that someone hears all the time; Rise is an idol, and "you're gorgeous" certainly fits that description, he thinks. But he feels compelled to say it anyway -- because it's true, because he never said it before and now he sort of wishes he had.]
lmao yu's swords i hate typos :V
Then he takes them off both at once, and there's a sharp intake of breath, surprised, and her hand almost reflexively starts to move down to cover her center from his eyes.
It stops before reaching there. He can see everything; the neatly trimmed patch of hair, the folds below it. Her face is bright red, and his compliment doesn't help as she stands there naked.] F-flattery will get you everywhere, senpai...
L-like what you see, huh? [Augh what should she do, she doesn't know what she's doing, she feels so awkward and excited all at once
she settles for lamely resting her hand on Yu's head. Her fingers gently comb through his hair.]
LMAO no just the one sword here!!!
He's their Leader, after all. The least he can do is lead.]
I do. [Simple, but true.] Let-- let me show you. ...how much I liked it. [Oh, wow, he nearly expired on the delivery of that line, huh? It shows in the darkening of the blush on his cheeks, the flicker of awkwardness in his expression, though it's gone as soon as it appears. But-- um, he moves past it, working at the buckle and the button on his slacks.]
what a big sword senpai
...that was kind of lame.
but, in a weird way, it was the kind of lame that Rise appreciates. because he's just a teenager, same as her, and even if he's got a little more experience by now, it's not much more experience, and him being awkward makes her feel better about standing there not knowing what to do, her fingertips playing with his hair, because if he's awkward then maybe it's ok for her to be
she's not sure where to look, or what she should be doing as he undoes his pants
ah.
well, that's a penis.]
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...
Well, here they are.
It's in Yu's nature to help, to be proactive -- and it's hard in a situation like this, because there's this awkwardness, this nervousness, and pushing too hard, too fast, doesn't really make that go away, does it? Leaning into it works for some people, but it isn't really his style, so the next best thing is to make things less awkward, he figures. More comfortable.
To that end, he reaches up to guide her hand from his head to the back of his neck. As he does it, he leans in to kiss her again, slow and deep, beginning to close the distance between their bodies.]
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She lets him kiss her, opening her mouth in invitation. Her hand settles on his neck, fingers curling against the short hairs at the back of his head.
She speaks, softly, lips moving against his mouth.] ...can I touch it?
[She's curious. Her hand moves closer to him, not touching until she's given the all-clear.]
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Things like that question.
He exhales, a sound that comes shy of a laugh, though it doesn't tame the heat in his face very much. After a moment he nods, leaning back by a fraction to give her more room.]
Yeah. Go ahead.
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Part of her, in the back of her mind, whispers, based on this place, it won't be the last.
She tells that voice to shut up.
Her hand wanders down. Her fingers curl around it, and touch and squeeze experimentally.] Oh... it's softer than I thought it'd be.
[Like, it's not soft, he's got a raging boner. But she'd been expecting something like a rock, and the flesh has a spring and a give to it that she's not expecting.]
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