[ It's either a coincidence that he releases Ishmael's wrists and figures she probably wants something to hold onto (preferably him) or maybe he knows she's been wanting to touch him for awhile now. Either way, the pressure lifts off of her; she's free to hold and touch whatever she wants. As for Toji, he settles his hands on either side of their bodies for now and lowers his weight just enough to provide them some more warmth (but really, do they even need that now?) and his pelvis begins to move, sliding back and forth. He's gentle at first, but that's very short lived as his needs and desires grow steadily within him, boiling in the pit of his stomach. It's situations like this he considers the options he's used to, like settling his hand on her neck and straddling her windpipe, cutting off blood flow to make her feel even more, or even covering her mouth as another form of breath play. He could bite her somewhere, say something degrading to her; all of those things are things he greatly enjoys, but he decides to keep it vanilla this time. The last thing he wants to do is something she might not like when he's encouraged her to enjoy herself.
And so, through his hot breaths, his voice is hoarse and drenched in arousal, he mutters against her ear as his pace and strength quickens, fucking her properly until the small bed they're on is rocking. ]
Tell me-- hah-- what else you want.
[ Any special requests? Otherwise he'll keep going as he is, occasionally shifting his hips to get a different angle, paying close attention to where might feel good for her. ]
[ as soon as toji lets her hands go, ishmael wastes no time in wrapping her arms around him, holding on for dear life as he goes to town inside her. it's true, she does want to touch him all over. it can't be denied that she has a type in terms of physique, but being swaddled in the warmth of someone as large as him is comforting, and she'll do anything to stay in it for as long as it takes.
though instead of comforting, toji is making her feel a whole slew of emotions right now. lust, mostly. every thrust he makes brings his name to her lips in whines, together with unintelligible moans the more he hits the right spot. her fingers dig crescents onto his strong back, her toes curling in further as she keeps her legs crossed behind him, overwhelmed with pleasure and the heat tightening in her core that she almost couldn't hear what he said just now. in truth, she's perfectly happy like this. blissful, even. but only because she really doesn't know what she truly wants sometimes, and this is one of them.
but she'll have to try. panting, she wordlessly pulls him in for a sloppy, open-mouthed kissed first as she thinks about it, her hand shifting towards his shoulder as she breaks it off, licking away the line of drool that connects their mouths for a moment. ]
Take me... from behind. [ she's close, so close, she's just rambling at this point while he picks up the pace with his thrusts, ] I don't know, I just want you to, ah, make me feel good, I--
[ with all that stimulation and prep, it doesn't take her long to come, covering her mouth with her hand as her hips convulse against him. she isn't normally shy, but for once she doesn't really feel like showing her blissed out face, lmao... ]
[ Toji has realized he can learn so much about a person when he has sex with them. It’s not like he really knows how to make friends a normal way and it’s not like he’s exactly wanting friends either. But different noises she makes, the way her voice sounds— the taste of her skin and spit— how her skin feels, right up to the scars that etch along her body— the sea like smell— what her eyes look like, down to each little color difference.. he’s committing all of this to memory. It’s the only intimacy he really understands.
He’s a little surprised she wants to kiss but doesn’t hesitate, the back of his throat vibrating as he shamelessly moans against her. The request isn’t an odd one, but he is going to remember the fact she likes this position.
The first orgasm he predicts and fucks her hard leading up to it, each time her pussy squeezes around him making his mind fill with haze. For him, it feels like so much more than an average human. Toji slows his pace once it stops, both of his hands settling on her tits to give her some attention there, but he hips are still rocking. His green eyes watch her through a curtain of black fringe; he could probably go for a haircut soon. ]
Yeah? Good thing I want to make you feel good. Be greedy. Orgasm as much as you want.
[ His palms massage both of her breasts, but eventually he does dip down to attach his needy mouth to one of her nipples, intending to lick and suck here until she’s swollen. His hips stop their thrusting, hands settling on her shoulders. She should know now he’s about to flip her over. ]
[ he's relentless. even after she's come, his hips wouldn't stop moving, but at least he's slowly down to let her breathe for a few moments. but she gasps again at the hands on her sensitive breasts, then his mouth, and she raises a hand up to scratch the back of his head in affection, humming in content.
staying like this is nice, actually. despite feeling like a hot wire after orgasming, ishmael still wants to touch him all over, what with his other hand tracing circles around his sturdy back. everything feels hot too, with toji still nestled inside her, and her hair being all over the place. she really should've tied her hair back for this to make it easier for the both of them... ]
In that case...
[ he's going to turn her around. this is perfect. that way, he won't see how red her face is the entire time when she indulges him with this request once her back is turned. ]
You can see how dirty I am after you're done coming all over me. [ was that too forward? she tries to sound very nonchalant about it, but hmm. ] I also wanted to taste you after you already had a taste with me, so...
[ Well. A very dirty man put her on the spotlight; she has every reason to be awkward and shy.
Toji’s hips roll back, slipping out of Ishmael, stiff as ever. There’s no sign of him nearing his end anytime soon, but he’s as hard as he can get. Without much hesitance, he turns her over, firm arms curling around her waist and propping her on her knees with her hips high in the air and head low to the pillow. Her request is mild compared to all the nasty shit he’s done but he won’t embarrass her about it other than one little tease. ]
H’ohh, how filthy. That is what you like, is it?
[ As he talks, he busying combing his fingers through her impressive amount of hair, being considerate to move it all over one shoulder and off of her back. His palms soothe over and down her back until he has her by the ass, giving it a playful squeeze. Toji resists every urge he has to spank her; he’s trying to be good here. ]
Your ass is cute. I like a lot of things about your body. It’s not everyday I fuck a girl with freckles. ♡
[ Right after, he’s positioning himself into her again, slowly lowering his weight along her back and tucking his arms under her. His hips start moving again, not wanting to wait too much. ]
[ great, he's... well, he's not shaming her exactly, but why does she feel like he's chiding her anyway? sorry that she wanted to stay vanilla for her first time in a long while, okay. it's not like it'll be her first time to be covered in bodily fluids that aren't blood. asshole.
speaking of, she's starting to change her mind about this position. she feels more exposed from here than she already is, especially when toji is kind enough to move her hair aside. note to self: tie hair back next time. but is there going to be a next time after this? would she even want to do this again, and with him no less?
no time to wonder about that when toji slides right back into her again in one go, made easy with how wet she already is, drawing out a moan from her now that he's hitting her at a different angle. even the pillow she's hiding her face on fails to hide more of her moans as he continues to thrust into her, her cunt still twitching from being stimulated again after coming just a few moments ago. ]
It's not like you, hah, have a lot of choices to fuck with around here...
[ there are only a handful of girls in the base, and they're probably not interested in him that way. how sad. but maybe she shouldn't have said that when he gave her a compliment just now? she's always been bad at taking those, to be fair. but it's hard to keep her mouth shut when his dick feels way too good like this, honestly. ]
[ Nice, slick and easy. Toji is wondering just how much harder he can make her cum the second time around, but he’s going to ease into it all with gentleness first, hot mouth kissing along the back of her neck and between her shoulder blades as she speaks. He adjusts himself, torso lifting further off of her as he props one leg up, using more force and leverage to thrust deeply in her. His hand trails around her hips, fingers once again finding her clit between two of his digits. Toji rubs her here, right along with each forceful thrust. His cock is pulsing within her, but she may not even notice it by how quickly his hips are moving. It’s almost time for him to pull out. ]
That might be true, but I can’t think of anyone else I’d wanna have fun with.
[ A lie, probably, but if he was asked to be honest, he would say he’s grown rather fond of Ishmael; he’s not sure if it’s just her body or her personality too, but he doesn’t really want to think about it. ]
Curve your back for me.
[ There’s plenty of hair for him to grab onto and pull if she doesn’t, but for now, his hand continues to give her a massage right along that sensitive bundle of nerves. ]
[ he's lying, probably. he's just having a blast right now because he can finally get his dick wet. though ishmael would also be lying if she said she's not having the time of her life at the moment either; he can't see it from here, but her mouth is curved in a lopsided smile the more toji fucks her, her hips then stuttering back to life when she feels his fingers tease at her clit. ]
Fuck, wait--
[ and if that isn't enough, he just had to pull at her hair, forcing her to arch her back. once again she feels herself veering towards the edge from that alone, reaching a hand behind her to clutch at toji's wrist for balance. ]
Toji, wait, I'm... I'm going t--
[ the climax this time is a lot stronger like he predicted, her hips bucking wildly against him as she squeezes around his throbbing cock as though begging for his own release. it really isn't fair that she got to come twice while he gets to hold it in somehow; it's as though she's been using him to get off all this time. but wasn't that the plan all along?
regardless, she lays limp before him, her breathing shaky while her entire brain has fogged up in bliss. she doesn't care whether toji's coming or not anymore. she's gotten her release after so long, and it's well worth the ache in her hips the next morning. ]
[ And that is that. He can feel it; when she finally is pushed over the edge and her cunt squeezes his cock so tightly. He wants to stay inside of her and take pleasure in all of that, but knows he might would lose it if he continued to. He slips out, that lovely fullness leaving Ishmael. His hand settles on himself, slick with her wetness and pumps himself to get to his end. She said she wanted it all over her and she's a perfect canvas right now with her hair tossed over one shoulder and her back exposed so freely. A few, strained sounds emit from him and he comes-- not quite as hard, but he seems to be rather backed up, an excess of semen leaving his body in several hot spurts. Ribbons of cum coat along Ishmael's body; along the middle of her back and along the round of her hips and ass. His broad shoulders slouch as if he is taking a breather, but he doesn't feel the need to relax on the bed. ]
Beautiful, Ishmael.
[ How hard she came; how she looks now. All of that. His stamina is quite different from a human who isn't blessed with a Heavenly Bind, but he still goes soft and has a refractory period.. however short it may be. His energy is still there and he takes this moment to leave the small bed and begin to get dressed again as if he's about to go somewhere but he doesn't explain what he's doing. ]
[ too tired to speak rn, but it was fun. and it felt really good, with how she feels ethereal after being able to fuck her pent-up feelings out. though her muscles ache so much and she's going to curse herself for doing it as she hobbles to the bathroom to clean up after a few more minutes of rest, but right now she's too busy basking in the sweet afterglow despite feeling very filthy from how toji came all over her at her request. thanks, man.
speaking of thanks, she is going to weakly turn her head to do just that, and blinking when toji is already dressing up to leave. oh, so he's that kind of guy. what'd they call it again? wham, bam, thank you ma'am? somehow she can't fault him for that. they had little to no emotional connections with one another. he just did her a favor. nothing more, nothing less.
and yet. ]
Toji... [ her voice is hoarse, even in a whisper. her eyes are closed, ready to pass out for like a few minutes or so. ] Thanks.
[ He is that type of guy, unfortunately. Toji isn’t sure where he was going to go, considering he was assigned to this room with Ishmael, but old habits die hard and he is so accustomed to just leaving. He doesn’t expect a thank you, though, even though he knows she needed all of that. So when Ishmael speaks, he exhales a slow breath, expression unreadable instead of carrying its usual smirk. “The sex was great” or “that was amazing” is used to what he is hearing if anything at all; just hearing a thank you is new to him.
He stands to his feet wordlessly and opens the door heading out, disappearing for now, but it doesn’t take him long to come back inside the same room, this time with two bottles of water. He sets them both on the night stand next to their bed and also has a small towel to which, perhaps much to Ishmael’s surprise, he uses to clean the mess off of her body. Maybe he was touched she was being so pleasant to him just now and that’s what is keeping him around. He isn’t used to anyone being pleasant towards him at all. ]
If you fucked around more regularly, you wouldn’t feel so wound up.
[ she'd expected him to have fucked off somewhere, never to return until the next day. she's beginning to pass out completely when she suddenly jolts away with a towel on her lower back, eyes blearily making out toji's profile in the dark. huh, this is actually very considerate of him. now she won't have to endure the walk of shame the next day when she limps off to the communal bathrooms to clean up.
she does groan at his comment though, and weakly raises a arm to flip him off. so much for being pleasant for showing some politeness, but spotting the water bottles on the nightstand tells her to try and be a little nice for a moment. he did do her a favor, but that was it. did he need any reassurances that the sex was good? of course it was good. he made her come twice, for fuck's sake. ]
Not everyone has that much free time... [ her voice comes out in a croak, help. ] Now I probably can't get up tomorrow. Your fault.
[ it's good, but also really, really bad. why did everything happen so much today. ]
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[ The air feels a lot more casual and normal now. For a moment there, they both were really being pretty vulnerable, weren't they? Toji can't resist getting another playful squeeze from her ass as he cleans off the lingering residue from her aching body. ]
On the bright side, neither of us are cold anymore, but.. ah. Just in case..
[ Seeming to have more than enough energy, he climbs back on the bed, shifting behind her-- perfect spooning position. Before he gets comfortable, he props himself up to lean over to her. Toji is pretty certain the answer is gonna be no with how tired she is, but he's gonna shoot his shot: ]
[ he already shot his shot all over her? come on. but maybe if they weren't in this inn, and if she wasn't drained of energy from the entire day, then maybe...
hm. probably still a no. if they keep this up, feelings might develop. it's inevitable since they're only human at the end of the day, but ishmael would rather nip it in the bud. at least wait for a couple more months, sheesh.
this position is undeniably comfortable though, not gonna lie. it's nice to have someone protect her back like this, especially if it's someone as built as him. makes her feel safe and secure in her own nakedness. ]
How are you not tired yet... [ she yawns ] Shut the fuck up already.
Let me know if you change your mind. I can go all night long~
[ At least he isn't pushy? He settles down behind her and drapes one of his arms around her, exhaling and feeling quite comfortable himself. Toji can't seem to stay still, though, lips kissing along the round of her shoulder, up her neck and right behind her ear. ]
Mmmmmm... I don't know. Guess it's just how my body is. Can't imagine being tired just after one go.
[ her breath shudders. it's so tempting, with those lips exploring more of her skin, and she reaches her hand around her to grab ahold of his waist. of course he still has the stamina with that built of his, and it's only a shame that she'd overworked herself today.
but, well... if he's still open to it, she turns her head slightly around. ]
You could've at least given me a proper kiss goodnight?
[ Toji half expected her to reach around and hit him for being so irritating and physically needy, but getting an invitation is quite the opposite. He grins slyly, enough to show his teeth before reaching up and trailing his thumb along her lower lip. ]
You didn’t strike me as a softie who wants goodnight kisses… that’s why.
Is there more to you than meets the eye? More than someone who is fiery just like her hair?
[ of course there is more to her than that. but that would lead to more vulnerability, and that's the last thing she wants. she's already vulnerable as it is, asking for one more sliver of physical affection before the day flips over and they forget that this ever happened.
fiery, dangerous. such volatile words to describe a girl like her, yet toji is holding her close anyway. weirdo. not like she's one to talk when the intimate gesture is sending sparks up her spine anyway. ]
I just wanted some serotonin, is all. It's not that deep. [ kissing is nice, actually. it keeps her sanity high. ] And I don't mean a cute peck on the lips either, unless you're already that attached to me.
[ He’s on the same page as her in regards to being vulnerable, so he’s happy to hear that kind of response from her. His chest hiccups with a brief chuckle, but he does as she requests— gladly. Their lips press together and he’s quick to give her tongue.. almost as quickly as he is to let one of his hands wander around her body, seeming innocent at first until he copes a feel for one of her breasts. He doesn’t exactly do chaste kisses anyway; not on the first night.
Perhaps Ishmael wanted this or maybe he is crossing the boundary a bit, but while they are kissing he is moving on top of her again, tongue drawing circled and other shapes in her mouth.
Maybe she notices it and ignores it, but, he’s already hard again. Just enough for it to be noticeable or felt. ]
[ there we go. for a moment there, she almost thought that he's actually a softie underneath it all, but she's relieved that it isn't the case. so she happily parts her lips open for him, circling her tongue around his as she moans sweetly into his mouth, her hands moving to his shoulders when he rolls on top of her. this is nice. she's taking all she can get here, knowing that she's not going to ask him again in a long while. it's for their own good.
...is he getting hard again? okay that's it, she's breaking the kiss now, lips a little swollen from making out. ]
All right, I'm good. Just-- [ hurriedly taps his shoulder. come on, get off her already. ] Let's go to sleep already.
[ with no more disturbances, she hopes. she'll be content being held in his arms for the rest of the night as she finally drifts off to sleep. ]
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[ It's either a coincidence that he releases Ishmael's wrists and figures she probably wants something to hold onto (preferably him) or maybe he knows she's been wanting to touch him for awhile now. Either way, the pressure lifts off of her; she's free to hold and touch whatever she wants. As for Toji, he settles his hands on either side of their bodies for now and lowers his weight just enough to provide them some more warmth (but really, do they even need that now?) and his pelvis begins to move, sliding back and forth. He's gentle at first, but that's very short lived as his needs and desires grow steadily within him, boiling in the pit of his stomach. It's situations like this he considers the options he's used to, like settling his hand on her neck and straddling her windpipe, cutting off blood flow to make her feel even more, or even covering her mouth as another form of breath play. He could bite her somewhere, say something degrading to her; all of those things are things he greatly enjoys, but he decides to keep it vanilla this time. The last thing he wants to do is something she might not like when he's encouraged her to enjoy herself.
And so, through his hot breaths, his voice is hoarse and drenched in arousal, he mutters against her ear as his pace and strength quickens, fucking her properly until the small bed they're on is rocking. ]
Tell me-- hah-- what else you want.
[ Any special requests? Otherwise he'll keep going as he is, occasionally shifting his hips to get a different angle, paying close attention to where might feel good for her. ]
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though instead of comforting, toji is making her feel a whole slew of emotions right now. lust, mostly. every thrust he makes brings his name to her lips in whines, together with unintelligible moans the more he hits the right spot. her fingers dig crescents onto his strong back, her toes curling in further as she keeps her legs crossed behind him, overwhelmed with pleasure and the heat tightening in her core that she almost couldn't hear what he said just now. in truth, she's perfectly happy like this. blissful, even. but only because she really doesn't know what she truly wants sometimes, and this is one of them.
but she'll have to try. panting, she wordlessly pulls him in for a sloppy, open-mouthed kissed first as she thinks about it, her hand shifting towards his shoulder as she breaks it off, licking away the line of drool that connects their mouths for a moment. ]
Take me... from behind. [ she's close, so close, she's just rambling at this point while he picks up the pace with his thrusts, ] I don't know, I just want you to, ah, make me feel good, I--
[ with all that stimulation and prep, it doesn't take her long to come, covering her mouth with her hand as her hips convulse against him. she isn't normally shy, but for once she doesn't really feel like showing her blissed out face, lmao... ]
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He’s a little surprised she wants to kiss but doesn’t hesitate, the back of his throat vibrating as he shamelessly moans against her. The request isn’t an odd one, but he is going to remember the fact she likes this position.
The first orgasm he predicts and fucks her hard leading up to it, each time her pussy squeezes around him making his mind fill with haze. For him, it feels like so much more than an average human. Toji slows his pace once it stops, both of his hands settling on her tits to give her some attention there, but he hips are still rocking. His green eyes watch her through a curtain of black fringe; he could probably go for a haircut soon. ]
Yeah? Good thing I want to make you feel good. Be greedy. Orgasm as much as you want.
[ His palms massage both of her breasts, but eventually he does dip down to attach his needy mouth to one of her nipples, intending to lick and suck here until she’s swollen. His hips stop their thrusting, hands settling on her shoulders. She should know now he’s about to flip her over. ]
I wanna know how dirty you can be, Ishmael.
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staying like this is nice, actually. despite feeling like a hot wire after orgasming, ishmael still wants to touch him all over, what with his other hand tracing circles around his sturdy back. everything feels hot too, with toji still nestled inside her, and her hair being all over the place. she really should've tied her hair back for this to make it easier for the both of them... ]
In that case...
[ he's going to turn her around. this is perfect. that way, he won't see how red her face is the entire time when she indulges him with this request once her back is turned. ]
You can see how dirty I am after you're done coming all over me. [ was that too forward? she tries to sound very nonchalant about it, but hmm. ] I also wanted to taste you after you already had a taste with me, so...
[ why is she being so awkward now. help. ]
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Toji’s hips roll back, slipping out of Ishmael, stiff as ever. There’s no sign of him nearing his end anytime soon, but he’s as hard as he can get. Without much hesitance, he turns her over, firm arms curling around her waist and propping her on her knees with her hips high in the air and head low to the pillow. Her request is mild compared to all the nasty shit he’s done but he won’t embarrass her about it other than one little tease. ]
H’ohh, how filthy. That is what you like, is it?
[ As he talks, he busying combing his fingers through her impressive amount of hair, being considerate to move it all over one shoulder and off of her back. His palms soothe over and down her back until he has her by the ass, giving it a playful squeeze. Toji resists every urge he has to spank her; he’s trying to be good here. ]
Your ass is cute. I like a lot of things about your body. It’s not everyday I fuck a girl with freckles. ♡
[ Right after, he’s positioning himself into her again, slowly lowering his weight along her back and tucking his arms under her. His hips start moving again, not wanting to wait too much. ]
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speaking of, she's starting to change her mind about this position. she feels more exposed from here than she already is, especially when toji is kind enough to move her hair aside. note to self: tie hair back next time. but is there going to be a next time after this? would she even want to do this again, and with him no less?
no time to wonder about that when toji slides right back into her again in one go, made easy with how wet she already is, drawing out a moan from her now that he's hitting her at a different angle. even the pillow she's hiding her face on fails to hide more of her moans as he continues to thrust into her, her cunt still twitching from being stimulated again after coming just a few moments ago. ]
It's not like you, hah, have a lot of choices to fuck with around here...
[ there are only a handful of girls in the base, and they're probably not interested in him that way. how sad. but maybe she shouldn't have said that when he gave her a compliment just now? she's always been bad at taking those, to be fair. but it's hard to keep her mouth shut when his dick feels way too good like this, honestly. ]
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That might be true, but I can’t think of anyone else I’d wanna have fun with.
[ A lie, probably, but if he was asked to be honest, he would say he’s grown rather fond of Ishmael; he’s not sure if it’s just her body or her personality too, but he doesn’t really want to think about it. ]
Curve your back for me.
[ There’s plenty of hair for him to grab onto and pull if she doesn’t, but for now, his hand continues to give her a massage right along that sensitive bundle of nerves. ]
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Fuck, wait--
[ and if that isn't enough, he just had to pull at her hair, forcing her to arch her back. once again she feels herself veering towards the edge from that alone, reaching a hand behind her to clutch at toji's wrist for balance. ]
Toji, wait, I'm... I'm going t--
[ the climax this time is a lot stronger like he predicted, her hips bucking wildly against him as she squeezes around his throbbing cock as though begging for his own release. it really isn't fair that she got to come twice while he gets to hold it in somehow; it's as though she's been using him to get off all this time. but wasn't that the plan all along?
regardless, she lays limp before him, her breathing shaky while her entire brain has fogged up in bliss. she doesn't care whether toji's coming or not anymore. she's gotten her release after so long, and it's well worth the ache in her hips the next morning. ]
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Beautiful, Ishmael.
[ How hard she came; how she looks now. All of that.
His stamina is quite different from a human who isn't blessed with a Heavenly Bind, but he still goes soft and has a refractory period.. however short it may be. His energy is still there and he takes this moment to leave the small bed and begin to get dressed again as if he's about to go somewhere but he doesn't explain what he's doing. ]
See how much fun that is? You and I needed that.
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[ too tired to speak rn, but it was fun. and it felt really good, with how she feels ethereal after being able to fuck her pent-up feelings out. though her muscles ache so much and she's going to curse herself for doing it as she hobbles to the bathroom to clean up after a few more minutes of rest, but right now she's too busy basking in the sweet afterglow despite feeling very filthy from how toji came all over her at her request. thanks, man.
speaking of thanks, she is going to weakly turn her head to do just that, and blinking when toji is already dressing up to leave. oh, so he's that kind of guy. what'd they call it again? wham, bam, thank you ma'am? somehow she can't fault him for that. they had little to no emotional connections with one another. he just did her a favor. nothing more, nothing less.
and yet. ]
Toji... [ her voice is hoarse, even in a whisper. her eyes are closed, ready to pass out for like a few minutes or so. ] Thanks.
[ she owes him one, probably. ]
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He stands to his feet wordlessly and opens the door heading out, disappearing for now, but it doesn’t take him long to come back inside the same room, this time with two bottles of water. He sets them both on the night stand next to their bed and also has a small towel to which, perhaps much to Ishmael’s surprise, he uses to clean the mess off of her body. Maybe he was touched she was being so pleasant to him just now and that’s what is keeping him around. He isn’t used to anyone being pleasant towards him at all. ]
If you fucked around more regularly, you wouldn’t feel so wound up.
[ Oh. The smug expression reappears. ]
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she does groan at his comment though, and weakly raises a arm to flip him off. so much for being pleasant for showing some politeness, but spotting the water bottles on the nightstand tells her to try and be a little nice for a moment. he did do her a favor, but that was it. did he need any reassurances that the sex was good? of course it was good. he made her come twice, for fuck's sake. ]
Not everyone has that much free time... [ her voice comes out in a croak, help. ] Now I probably can't get up tomorrow. Your fault.
[ it's good, but also really, really bad. why did everything happen so much today. ]
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Oops. Not sorry.
[ The air feels a lot more casual and normal now. For a moment there, they both were really being pretty vulnerable, weren't they? Toji can't resist getting another playful squeeze from her ass as he cleans off the lingering residue from her aching body. ]
On the bright side, neither of us are cold anymore, but.. ah. Just in case..
[ Seeming to have more than enough energy, he climbs back on the bed, shifting behind her-- perfect spooning position. Before he gets comfortable, he props himself up to lean over to her. Toji is pretty certain the answer is gonna be no with how tired she is, but he's gonna shoot his shot: ]
Wanna go again?
[ jesus christ dude ]
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[ he already shot his shot all over her? come on. but maybe if they weren't in this inn, and if she wasn't drained of energy from the entire day, then maybe...
hm. probably still a no. if they keep this up, feelings might develop. it's inevitable since they're only human at the end of the day, but ishmael would rather nip it in the bud. at least wait for a couple more months, sheesh.
this position is undeniably comfortable though, not gonna lie. it's nice to have someone protect her back like this, especially if it's someone as built as him. makes her feel safe and secure in her own nakedness. ]
How are you not tired yet... [ she yawns ] Shut the fuck up already.
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[ At least he isn't pushy? He settles down behind her and drapes one of his arms around her, exhaling and feeling quite comfortable himself. Toji can't seem to stay still, though, lips kissing along the round of her shoulder, up her neck and right behind her ear. ]
Mmmmmm... I don't know. Guess it's just how my body is. Can't imagine being tired just after one go.
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but, well... if he's still open to it, she turns her head slightly around. ]
You could've at least given me a proper kiss goodnight?
[ read: just make out w her already :/ ]
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You didn’t strike me as a softie who wants goodnight kisses… that’s why.
Is there more to you than meets the eye? More than someone who is fiery just like her hair?
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fiery, dangerous. such volatile words to describe a girl like her, yet toji is holding her close anyway. weirdo. not like she's one to talk when the intimate gesture is sending sparks up her spine anyway. ]
I just wanted some serotonin, is all. It's not that deep. [ kissing is nice, actually. it keeps her sanity high. ] And I don't mean a cute peck on the lips either, unless you're already that attached to me.
[ please don't. ]
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Perhaps Ishmael wanted this or maybe he is crossing the boundary a bit, but while they are kissing he is moving on top of her again, tongue drawing circled and other shapes in her mouth.
Maybe she notices it and ignores it, but, he’s already hard again. Just enough for it to be noticeable or felt. ]
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...is he getting hard again? okay that's it, she's breaking the kiss now, lips a little swollen from making out. ]
All right, I'm good. Just-- [ hurriedly taps his shoulder. come on, get off her already. ] Let's go to sleep already.
[ with no more disturbances, she hopes. she'll be content being held in his arms for the rest of the night as she finally drifts off to sleep. ]