embracethewind | because this is a mix of cute, sexy and awkward and hey! idc, this is a test drive BT

[~~Great!~~ The sunset light that was coming through the windows provided a gentle sight to the furniture and decorations. It looked lady-like and elegant, as if hoping to stay at least for a night. Quite different from his own (handy, much more like home) back in Air district.

Souji jolts at the sound of her voice, turning with a heated face. The aid, though -- ]

I— O-Of course!

[Handing over the hakama to her, numb hands undoing the soft fabric-tied obi, giving it all the same. Kimono and lining cloth pulled off carefully, showing what was beneath: a slender body (thanks to his arduous training with the katana), lean muscles and hips, slight pale skin. At last, there's a loincloth...]

[a murmur] Please, forgive me.

[The trembling makes its appearance, untying the knot on his lower back and sliding it-- exposed completely to Sasha (not too big, not too small ~~/SHOT~~), head to the side in humiliation. Before men, it was a bit easier but no less embarrassing when it comes to sex; however, before women... a sense of dread came to him unwittingly, like a reflex.]

Ah... [///] I can help you undress if you want.

[ At the least, Sasha manages to be dutiful, her hands careful and almost reverent towards the clothing she had been tasked to remove. She folded them loosely and set them upon the chair by her desk.

She smiles at his asking for forgiveness and shakes her head. ]

There is nothing to forgive.

[ She doesn't stare, nor does she look away. It wouldn't do to show any kind of aversion towards a naked body. Besides, Sasha always appreciates her partners' bodies. At his offer, she only thinks it fair to allow him to help her. There isn't much to take off, save for her dress and her panties. ]

I would appreciate that, Souji. Please --

[ That said, with an ounce of shyness, but no longer hesitating, she takes his hands to place them on her shoulders, bidding him to take the straps from her shoulders. ]

[When they first met he was new to the clothing she used to wear before and now. His time is one where the overexposure in japanese women is quite seen only in the pleasure districts. Men were that bold (especially in the Shinsengumi headquarters) hanging around naked if they wanted, but not so often. Even watching Kamiya's bare shoulder by accident made him squeal like a girl.

Souji wasted no time, straps going down with a single push of his palms over her skin, liking its sensation. He notices the zip on the left side of her dress so he gets it down too until there's a reach. Then, fingers move to touch the braid on her back and places it on top of her left shoulder, a few, long locks coming loose from the crown. It takes his breath away the briefest of moments.]

. . . .

[Face goes lower, to the side of her neck -- and lips begin to kiss the smooth whiteness while the tip of his nose gives tender pecks with each contact. An arm is suddenly holding her frame, the other hand taking a slight grip of the fabric along with her hip.]

[ Sasha moves just enough to give Souji the space and leverage that he needs as he works on her dress. Her eyes follow his hands as he bares more and more of her skin, and the brush of his fingers leave warmth, such as that it bids her pulse to run faster.

Sensing what Souji wished to do, Sasha leaned her head slightly away, closing her eyes, giving further access to her neck. One of her arms reach up to undo the tie in his hair, just so she can run her fingers through the ink black strands. She mirrors his movements, lips and warm breath brushing against the side of his face. ]

Souji...

[ Her voice comes softly, encouraging. His hand on her hip reminds her though, of the picture depicted in the card; that he should not be the one pleasuring her like this. Her other hand joins his, to help him slip the last garments past her hips. ]

[The dress is now lying at their feet, with only her underwear ready to be discarded. There's a tiny gasp when his ponytail has come undone, falling messily up over his shoulders as does the cord to the floor; at that point, his bushi hairdo remained untouched, possibly because his lovers were more focused on the act more than anything, looking forward to end it. Sasha can keep on doing so -- in fact, he wants her to, so he leans his head back slightly against her hand, making a pause to his kissing.]

Ah... more...

[His voice sounds faint, feeling a small fire all over his face. The sound of his name in her voice causes a shiver down his spine, and with her lips and breath on his skin aren't helping either.]

Sasha-san...

[Souji, of course, remembers about the content of the card, what he has to do as instructed, though not betraying his current actions. With her guidance, the panties quickly land onto the other piece of clothing. He brings Sasha much closer than before, half-shut eyes staring into hers before claiming her lips in a gentle but firm kiss, a selfish part of him savoring the nakedness of her body.]

[ She had been undressed and seen undone many times by her lovers already, some of whom are her friends, and some are relative strangers, and most of the time forced through whatever spell the Twelve decided to inflict upon them. Little by little, however, Sasha wishes she could take action through her own will -- and today is a step closer to that, and she is glad to be able to do so with a dear friend.

Her breath plays against Souji's skin in answer to his plea. Her hands and her hips move so as to allow the garment to slip down her legs, undressing her completely. She doesn't shy from the look in his eyes, and in that brief moment, she gives him a reassuring smile.

The warmth of their bodies against each other is intoxicating, and Sasha is only very eager to meet Souji's lips, kissing him with all the experience she has gathered in her previous encounters. She holds him close, and combs her fingers through his hair, very soon finding the need to deepen that kiss. ]

[Sasha's body feels different for the first time: in how her skin has such a smooth texture, in how her scent can be discerned for its thin fragrance (besides the kitchen aromas), in how her temperature meets his own as if they could fit perfectly. Many thoughts come to mind, but there's only one where he will let her do anything she pleases and he will give in, adding some back response as well -- much is a friend's love, much are his prayings for her happiness and well-being.

The answer to the intimacy of her kissing comes with his tongue finding hers, a tilt of his head to the opposite side, enjoying the attention of her fingers stroking his hair. No hazy influence will make them do things without at least giving them to choose what they want to do.

Souji let out a sigh against her mouth which makes their kissing hold for a moment as he speaks lower.]

We should get more comfortable... [Hand going down her buttock.] ... so I can be ready.

[ A soft sound of pleasure finds its way through Sasha's lips as Souji responded to her kiss. Being skin on skin like this -- it's far better than she had imagined. She knew that she wanted to help him quell the Twelve's spell, but it's turning out to be more pleasant than she had thought.

Selfishly, she didn't want the kiss to stop, that they carry on just like that, her hands gripping his shoulders just to feel more of him, until they feel the need to get to the bed --

But her will to help her friend prevails. Sasha doesn't pull away completely, her gaze sweeping over Souji's face, over his lips. She nods at his suggestion. ]

Of course. Come.

[ Keeping him close to her, she leads him to her bed. She crawls towards the pillows propped against the wall, and holds out her arm for him to join her. ]

[He could spend the rest of the day kissing her like this. With what he feels, with what her sounds and hands convey, a tingle begins to rise in his skin, and a silent discomfort of not resuming what he had started.

Green eyes cursorily on him make his lips press shyly. They looked unlike so many times she has seen him in innocence and kindness.

Letting her take him to bed, the beating of his heart hammers heavily inside his head. She's there, inviting, a gesture for him to go to her. A want long ago subdued knocking down the unyielding wall that he had raised with sweat and sacrifice.

He crawls in a slow pace on top of Sasha, taking possession of her lips once more in a fierce kiss, resting an elbow on the mattress and a hand on a pillow -- as long and as much as she can take before performing his duty to the Twelve.]

Edited 2013-08-24 02:46 (UTC)

[ Sasha welcomes Souji warmly into her arms, a smile to her lips, and looking up to him in affection. When he had said that he was a, ah, "vigorous" lover, he certainly isn't lying, what with the eager kiss he graces her lips with.

She returns his kiss with equal fire, her hand once more weaving into his hair as she grips his nape, and her other arm wraps about his shoulders to pull him ever closer. Her legs slide against his side, a quiet invitation for him more against her. It was tempting enough to ignore what was shown on the card, and tell him to take her then and there -- such were the desires awakened in her human spirit, ever since her arrival in Zodion.

But for now, she enjoys the heated contact of their lips and tongues. It's Souji's birthday after all, and as much as she manage, she will allow him to take what he wants from her, and Sasha will give gladly. ]

[Ahh, it is tempting, indeed.

If he tries... something (which might stir up a little that fire inside him), will her response be the same as his?

Souji accepts the closeness fully, an almost sound at the grip of her hand. His body shifts for them to be skin on skin again as he holds her in an embrace, making the contact quite intimate. Quietly, teasing, hips roll against hers in a slow motion; then another, more pronounced this time, breaking the kiss to let out a soft sigh, followed by a playful smile in answer to that look of affection from before.

Birthday or not, it doesn't matter. Like her, Souji wants everything that Sasha can offer: as a friend, as a lover, as a --

Never imagined how much he would want Sasha as a woman until now.]

[ In between kisses, Sasha moans against Soiji's lips as he moves against her like that. Once it is followed by another, she breaks from his kiss to release a moan and a breath, her body arching against his in want and need. Sasha likes to believe that she is good at keeping her desires at bay, but not this time. Perhaps, at the deepest parts of her mind, it certainly was not for nothing that she had offered to help Souji worship.

One of her hands find his face and she leans up to press a tight kiss to his lips, hungry and needy. Her legs slide and press against his side, and her gaze finds his. ]

I want you, Souji. [ Her lips hover about his as she speaks. ] I want you now... please.

[ Sasha certainly does not want to sound too demanding, thus her remembering her manners, but she quietly vows to make it up to Souji. The blame isn't entirely on her after all, not when he is toying with her like that. ]

[Satisfaction can be seen in his face, almost forgetting he was a bundle of nerves from the start. But it makes him realize how sensitive he is by touching her beneath him, having the desired effect with the way she jerks up. A woman's anatomy, beyond doubt, has its own charm for its looks and sensations and the appreciation that comes with them. He's savoring it as much as he did his male lovers' shape, strong hands taking its course all over him, some of them solidly built or aesthetically appealing, what they can offer in return in bed.

Kissing her once more makes her eagerness noticeable to his senses. Denying her any longer is an ache hard to ignore. Words of lust force a small sound of arousal from his lips, laying eyes on hers.]

Alright, then. [There are no regrets for his deeds, except that she has been so wonderful to him he will let her know his want is the same. His first time to a lady -- it is Sasha.]

[Souji moves a hand down to wrap his fingers around his length, drawing up the tip slightly against the soft flesh.]

There...? [Questioning look.]

[ Other than the way Souji touches her, Sasha likes the way he looks at her. There's certainly no doubt that he had always looked upon her with tenderness and respect, but this time she can see something more: desire, and lust.

It is with a certain amount of gratitude that he does not refuse her demands. As he moves to comply, she eases her legs about him, and slips a hand between them. It takes a certain amount of self-control so as that she doesn't just wantonly rock her hips against him. She does recall that he has only had the company of men until herself, and thus, with a gentle guiding touch -- ]

Just-- a little more, here.

[ She takes in a breath and eases him in. Sasha certainly has had her share of lovers -- men and women alike, and whose company she certainly enjoys -- but it's still much more when engaging in intimacy with a good friend. ]

(( OOC: ugh sorry for taking so long, I thought I'd posted my reply already. x_x was having internet problems for a bit there! ))

[Lips quiver at the guidance of her hand, hips rolling forward to sink inside slowly.

She will be able to see the alteration in his expression, with eyes darkened, suggestive, and brow knit as in pleasurable pain. He supports himself on his arms so he can look down to her, a small whimper daring to leave his mouth from a stroke by shifting.

Before Sasha, Souji behaves with the innocence and sheepishness of a child, to his enemies he turns into a blood-thirsty demon, and today he is man with an urge to have her.

And she feels... warm, soft yet tight -- unreal. More and more, he gets lost within that feminine liquid pool of hers.]

(ooc: you know you don't have to apologize bb!~ also, this is the kind of look that Souji will let Sasha to see |DP)

Edited (oops! finger error) 2013-09-09 03:08 (UTC)

[ Sasha welcomes Souji in with a sigh, her eyes falling shut at the sensation both foreign and familiar between her legs, her hand slipping up to hold him as he slides in. ]

Ah-- Souji...

[ Having him inside her is just so good, but when she opens her eyes to see him gazing down at her like that and seeing the pleasure on his face, knowing that it's her giving him that pleasure, sends tremors through her skin.

Pulling from the experience she has garnered from her encounters, she plants her feet against the mattress just so she can move her hips up to meet him and to have more of him. Sasha has waited so patiently for this and she will not let this chance slip her by. ]

(( ooc: and Sasha looks... well, you know her porny faces :P ))

[His name in her voice, showing the effect he has on her, couldn't be any more stimulating.

But with that upraise of her hips makes his head drop bluntly and his breathing is short and paused. It takes a few moments for him to get back into what he was about to do, flexing his legs a little to meet her motions with a small push.

Then another push, almost coming out -- and coming in again.

And another... another once more.

Another.

Souji regards Sasha with a gaze of delight, moans fluttering in the space between them.]

Sasha... san... I-- ah! --you.

[Excuse him as he tries to gather back his own words.]

[ Souji draws sighs and notes of ecstasy from Sasha as they move together -- him bearing down on her as she rises against him. Sasha presses her head and her back against the bed, and one of her hands clutch at the sheets for further leverage as her hips meet his in cadence, wanting more of him deeper inside her.

She can feel every inch of him slide out and back in, and one particular stroke felt as if a spark of electricity shot up her spine. Her head turns to the side as her breaths comes deep and is released through a lustful moan. ]

Souji... more-- please...

[ Sasha does her best not to be too greedy, not to ask too much of her friend; but now that he's here, now that she has him in her arms like this, it takes a great amount of willpower not to just get swept away in the desires her body craved for. This isn't just for her -- it is for Souji. ]

[Like a song she's singing for him to listen to, Souji closes his eyes to the sound of her voice and her breathing, letting him know how much Sasha is enjoying his manhood stroking her inner walls. With how she pushes up beneath him, he can't help but let out faint noises of pleasure, these joined with an almost loud nasal groan.]

Yes-- Oh Gods, yes...

[I'll give you anything, he wanted to say, anything for you to be mine. When the tattoo darkened the first time and he reached his fourth week, he wanted her in silence. However, the constant guilt of rejecting her with each assistance given didn't leave him at ease with the passing of days.

Souji moves an arm to take her hand that is holding him and kiss the palm in dedication, the other still outstretched, bending his knees against the mattress to rock his hips better and pick up the pace some. A part of him wishes to do more, to satisfy that male side of his, but he wants to indulge her tonight.]

[ Sasha's happy enough being able to spend any little time she can with Souji; but once the desires of the flesh had been awakened in her, she had always wondered how it would feel like to share in that pleasure with him -- and now she has her answer.

The kiss on her palm makes her look back up and smile up at Souji. Her hand moves to briefly caress the side of his face, before sliding to the back of his neck so she can pull down for a kiss -- just so she can sing her songs of ecstasy straight into his lips.

With him lower like that, she feels more of him, skin on skin. Sasha seeks to deepen their kiss, her tongue seeking out Souji's -- greedy and wanting, specially that he certainly is indulging her. There were things that she thought that she might not have been capable of doing and wanting, but she is continuously proven wrong. She slides a leg up his side to please him in return as he moves inside her. ]

[As for him, Souji doesn't see himself as the most experienced lover (not even at all back home despite what others may believe), therefore "vigorous" is only a word which has no real meaning for him and one he's not interested to prove otherwise smugly-speaking ~~sorry Hijikata-san ^^;;~~. If Sasha wants him to be through his actions though, then so be it.

He sighs against her palm at the touching before quietly obeying her bidding to descend and kiss her in passion. Again relishing the sensation of his body on hers, his hand attached to the mattress reaches said leg, running fingers slowly up her thigh and resting on her hip; shifting, his other arm slides under Sasha and about her shoulders so as to move on her side opposite him. His kissing becomes more loving with his lips giving kisses leisurely and his tongue not missing a single moment -- hips doing the same with each thrust, his songs mingling with hers.

A keen interest to go beyond his own boundaries takes over him, that hand on her hip going down between her legs and probing into her folds, a bit up...

...

... Oh--! That little nub feels funny.]

Edited 2013-09-14 06:44 (UTC)

[ At this point, it no longer matters to Sasha which position they take. As long as they are entwined in that heat and lust in that dance that is older than time is what matters to her. Souji's hand on her body, his skin on hers, his lips with hers -- those are the things that she knows that will satisfy her.

She feels his hand slide between them, and it colors Sasha curious, lips parting from Souji's to catch her breath. It gave her pause in the wanton passions she reveled in, and her lust colored eyes briefly looked into Souji's face... ]

-- ?!

[ And her breath leaves her as he touches that spot, sending jolts of pleasure throughout her body. ]

... ah, Souji --!

[ Funny indeed, that for something so small, it makes Sasha tense about Souji and clench tight around him, leaving her breathless. ]

[This dance brings such a bliss certainly he could go on forever if asked. For now, the flame will warm up that secret place for as much as the wind enables it until the flame blows out.

When Sasha breaks off their kissing, a small whine flees from the back of his throat as in mild grievance... only to hear and feel her instant response to the intimate touch.

Ah.

So that tiny, soft spot can be useful too! Souji's arm brings Sasha closer even, cheek to cheek, using both middle and ring fingers to stroke her lazily coupled with his motions, short and relenting.

Let's see what this can incite in her (and him).]

[ While the feel of his lips against hers was something she would relish in, Sasha needed those breaths, as his moving inside her and touching her over such a sweet spot drew sounds she had not thought herself capable of.

With Souji close to her like that, it's easy for her to hold onto him, as he pushed her over the edge, again and again. Her hips grind up against his, selfishly seeking that pleasure his fingers and length are giving her.

His name no longer comes out with breaths and gasps, but is now a song strung with moans and sighs. ]

Souji-- please... !

[ Even then, Sasha cannot decide if she wants him to stop, or to ask for more. Her body was hot against his, and he still has yet to find his release. She cannot ask him to stop, even if he already has her drowning in pleasure. ]

[Sasha will feel a thin coating of sweat gliding through his skin and against hers, drowned sounds of pleasure against her ear. Making love is as arduous as practicing his sword thrusts at the dojo.

Though, having her like this, bare and vulnerable, dancing along while listening to her songs featuring his name through that beautiful voice of hers... he feels blessed, more knowing she's a goddess.

But -- just as he welcomed her blessing Souji possessed a certain sadism over her. He knows what her pleading conveys, the mischievous part of him hatching a plan to make it last, even if it means denying his own release.

He stops dead in his motions for a close-up look to her face. Mocking eyes, smiling, a feign expression of not knowing what she really wanted to say.]

Hm?~

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