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

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

Who: A doofus bushi and a goddess incarnation
When: Any day lol
Where: Sasha's apartment
What: Souji's b-day eeeee
Warning: All the possible keysmashing and sexy tiems!

[ For this day Souji had never expected something in the slightest, but getting that message in his voicemail from Sasha certainly brought out the best of smiles.

They have been closed friends since the very first day of their meeting. It's refreshing, different from being with Kamiya (he still misses her bossy ways). One of the things that keeps him at bay of running away from her is the girl's serenity with the people she knows; a girl whose presence he's comfortable having around, who will never fall for him...

During his stay, he dared to approach males just for the sole purpose of worship. A risky, maybe biased, self-imposed policy which luckily has worked until now. However, there's great conflict every time, it leaves him shaken -- worse, even.

Better not say anything to this dear lady. This only pertains Souji in the end...

Standing outside her door, his smile is bright as the sun it makes him look unique. ]

Sasha-san! I'm here!

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[ With a drawn out sigh, Sasha took Souji into her arms, closing her eyes. Souji's kisses felt like sparks over her still mildly aroused skin, and she released a shaky breath against the side of his neck.

She brought a hand to comb through his hair, petting him, taking a few moments before she spoke, suddenly remembering something -- ]

Souji? Your birthday card...

[ She doesn't think they have fulfilled that particular demand yet. ]

Hm...?

[ Just when he was about to take a snooze, loving the touch of her hand, his eyes broadened out and immediately raised his head. ]

I-I forgot about the card!

[ Said card indicated an certain private action...

... which shouldn't come as a shock after what they've done a few moments ago. The flush came back to his face even so as he looked back at Sasha's sheepishly. ]

Uhm... when I do it, I-- I think of you. I know it is wrong, but...

[ asdfghdfgh ;; ]

[ It might not be at the forefront of Sasha's mind in the middle of the act, but her accepting to help Souji with his card to obtain a favor of the Twelve was what pushed them to this in the first place.

At his confession, there was no helping the bit of surprise on Sasha's face, followed by that of an embarrassed flush. She was used to being an object of affection and adoration for her Saints and worshipers, then as an object of hatred and contempt for her enemies, being a goddess. But it was something new to be regarded as an object of desire and lust. Sure enough, she had engaged in worship with others, but none of them had voiced such a thing.

Then Sasha looked into Souji's face, both in wonder and question, until her lips quirked into a smile. ]

I-- I do not think it is wrong, Souji. I think... [ And her smile became more sincere, though her cheeks still colored. ] I think it to be quite flattering.

[ She then gently combed her fingers through his bangs. Shyly, she gathered the courage (nerve?) to ask -- ]

Will you tell me how you think of me?

[ Thinking of Sasha as he touched himself... it was a sinful act deserving of punishment. He didn't dare to tell her straight on until now; those times when he felt most sensitive he shut himself in the bathroom only to soothe the lewd need of making love to her without restraint. Ah, how his body longed for her knowing it was wicked of him to ask for it, that it would break him more if it happened.

Girls were a distraction that prevented him from pursuing his dreams, much less thinking of them as objects of satisfaction. Sae caused him to disregard any prospect and granted him with painful memories. Not even Kamiya could fit in that picture.

But Sasha, on the other hand, finally stirred up those wonderful sensations and emotions in him. It made him happy seeing her taking in his confession.

Calmly, he took her hand to place soft kisses on her fingers. With a look filled in unbridled passion, Souji stood on his knees, upright, the ink of his tattoo settled above his left hipbone. He wrapped his fingers around his slight hard length with a sigh, the index playing with the tip -- ]

I think of your eyes, so pure and determined. Of your smile... I could die anytime if it means you'll smile for me. Of your hair... smells so sweet...

[ His grip is gentle, stroking lazily so he could gaze down at her all the way. ] Ah-- I-I think of your body in that long, white dress you wore when we first m-met... [ A shaky breath left his lips. ]

[ As Souji mentioned the things about her that inspired his desire, her face would have gone red if it wasn't so flushed with afterglow already.

Again, Sasha had never thought of herself as an object of desire. Neither had she thought of her official garments as anything that inspired lust. Her white gown and its accouterments were meant to inspire worship and adulation. ]

I did not know, Souji...

[ But she had no reason to see that fact as bad. Surely, the views of the people in this city were different than those of her Saints and her followers, but if thinking about her in that way 'helped' Souji, she believed she can help him further.

Not forgetting what it was that would complete the card's directive, Sasha's eyes were trained on Souji. Her skin was still sensitive from their love-making, but she can still enjoy being touched.

Touching herself was no longer a foreign concept to her, and it was one that she enjoyed on occasion -- and she was curious over how it would feel being watched while doing so. One hand gently caressed her neck, while the other had fingers trace lazily over her stomach. ]

You like that dress? Shall I wear it for you one time?

[ Not have been inspiration solely, but also what he truly saw in her outside the physical want.

White is the color of purity and maidenhood, and it is worn by brides in their weddings; it is worn by bushi who are to commit seppuku as well. As Sasha explained to him before, gods and goddesses of her pantheon can wear white as a means of veneration.

Of course, the way she looked in that gown flustered him at first sight. A sight that never left his mind since then. He gazed at her as a divinity, yes, but the young lady she introduced herself to him and her soothing voice made a mark that will never fade.

With amazed eyes, a faint intake of breath escaped Souji's mouth at Sasha's caresses on her skin. It became so distracting for a moment -- ]

I... do, yes. Yes-- please!

[ There was a hitch on his breath which caused his eyes to shut in seconds and open again. The pace of his hand turned a tad slow, taking a mouthful of nothing. ]

Hm... Have you ever thought of me-- hgnn --while touching yourself? If possible...

[ Maybe it was too egotistical of him to be considered an object of lust for her. A doofus can always hope. ]

[ It took a few moments before Sasha managed to answer. Her eyes and her hands weren't idle. It was something to see someone's bear skin and to touch them; it was something else to see them touch themselves. She watched Souji smooth his own heated hands on the same heated flesh, the look of pleasure on his face, creasing his brows and drawing desirous breaths through his lips.

With half a mind, Sasha drew her tongue over her lips as she swallowed dryly, before finding her voice. ]

I do think of you.

[ For a moment, her eyes locked onto his, before closing them, a pleased little hum in her lips, as if indulging in a fantasy. ]

I think of the touch of your hand in mine, and how it would feel over my skin.

[ For a moment, it would seem as if she were lost in her own private thoughts. The hand by her neck veered over the curve of her breast, while the other slid to warmer folds of flesh. Soon enough, her wet gaze found Souji's again. It would be clear that she was quite embarrassed to be seen doing something so private, but once her fingers found her own sensitive spots, it was hard to just stop -- specially not when she had motivation right in front of her eyes. Her words came laced with sighs -- ]

-- ahh, Souji, I have wanted to touch you for a long time...

[ His gaze had become fascinated in how Sasha's hands worked through her skin. A sight so hypnotic it would be a crime to ignore.

And also, one that it was hard to watch as there was nothing he wanted more than to participate in that touch that arised on her body and in between her legs -- her words in sighs disarmed him completely, a trace of misgiving stained his whole self worthlessly.

I don't want you to! You are all the same! a part of him did refuse to believe.

Eyes meeting with sadness, he cursed to himself. Why can't I stop thinking about you? Am I a coward to see how beautiful you are?

His hands began to squeeze in need, the precum spilling over his fingers. For a brief moment, that stirring of emotions was replaced by a pale smile. ]

Sasha-san... let me see more of your touch-- [ an acute sound. ] I-Imagine I am the one touching you...

[ There was something about looking at what you were not supposed to be looking at, something about encroaching someone's privacy, and seeing what you were not supposed to see. And yet there they were, not only watching each other, but deriving pleasure from it.

For a few breaths, Sasha's eyes were on Souji, both mesmerized by the sight of his own passions, and taking in what he was asking of her. Soon, her eyes fall shut again, taking his words to heart. The mere thought, she found, pleased her, and somehow, allowed for a good deal of whatever embarrassment she felt to dissipate. It certainly came easy to her to conjure the images she needed. ]

Mmh~ ... your hands on my skin, Souji...

[ Her touches become more brazen, brushing and pressing at the more sensitive spots. Her legs tense as her fingers stroke that same spot that Souji touched to drive her crazy -- ah, she remembered that, and it all but served to feed the fire of her desires. Her breathing came out hitched through parted lips, and she opened her eyes to regard him again.

It was bewitching to watch Souji take his own pleasure into his hands, the defined lines of his body taught with pleasure and his own strained breathing. It was vulgar, maybe; but definitely beautiful. Sasha pursed her lips briefly to lick at her lips. ]

Do you-- think of me like this as well?

[ It didn't matter what they were taught in their childhood, if it was considered an act of sin or even owning evil thoughts in regards of lust were taken as taboo. All he wanted right now was her... only her, and logic be damned!

Souji followed the course of her hands, her fingers, through his gaze -- hmm~ the sweet spot seemed useful for a second time. There was pride hinted in the shape of a cheeky smile. Additionally, Sasha's fascination with his hands brought a silent, conflicted nostalgia. Those valuable hands that served to hold a katana, to do maneuvers without it, to kill the enemy -- the ones that hurt Kamiya so many times and yet... they could touch Sasha so preciously. She loved them, and he loved that.

Immersed in his own pleasure, he tried to find the words for her -- ]

I imagined... h-how it would be. Now I can— see it clearly.

[ The stroking turned apace. His body arched, head leaned back, supporting himself on one hand on the mattress. The sounds that came out of his parted lips had no shame in pitch and volume. ]

Sasha...san... Ah— my Sasha-san...

[ Muscles tensed, the throbbing became painful, unbearable -- and so he let go with a shaky repertoire of gasps, the heat spreading uncontrollably. ]

[ Sasha would usually close her eyes to conjure the sinful images in her mind; images of Souji doing what others have done to bring her pleasure. But reality was right in front of her and she cannot tear her gaze away.

As pleasure rose through her own touches, through what she was seeing, and through Souji's words, her breaths came laced with moans. ]

Ah-- Souji...

[ She found her ego as a goddess immensely pleased -- she had this man on his knees, finding pleasure in her image and saying her name in ecstasy as he offered his raw and primal desires to her, on top of the affection they have come to share. She may be the goddess of Athens as Athena; but at the very moment, as Souji reached his climax, she -- Sasha -- felt like she was his goddess.

There was no other way to describe what she saw, but erotic. It took a couple more of her sighing his name in need, and soon her legs shifted, the hand by her breasts brought to her lips to bite on her finger to stifle a cry, and her own muscles drawn tight as her body resonated with intense pleasure.

Her release made her feel weak. Sasha thought that she might not engage in this activity again so soon -- she preferred her lover close. As she caught her breath -- ]

Souji... your card... a favor must be fulfilled for you...

[ Tonight was not like many other nights. That sudden, blissful aftermath of a tremor had no comparison to previous times when it happened by himself, followed by the small, soft cry at the end felt even... real.

Souji bent forward on all fours carefully, drained from pleasure, listening with closed eyes to the last of Sasha's climax as he tried to recover, to resettle his own breathing. He may not have seen her -- however, he knew he didn't need to; being there as both reached the peak leaves quite a satisfaction. ]

That... ah...

[ He stretched out his legs a little to the side so he could sit more loosely. Just give him a few moments, please ~ ]

Never... mind....

[ Souji will be given all the moments he needed~

As soon as Sasha caught her breath, she had the mind to shift and move so as Souji would have enough space. Shortly, Sasha sat up, mermaid-like, and stretched her arms upward with a satisfied breath.

She smiled at him -- a "lazily" as Sasha can be considered "lazy". ]

I suppose... we are not in a hurry.

[ She then scoots over close to Souji, relaxed as well. ]

[ He coughed twice just to make sure his breath was stable enough, sat cross-legged and leaned with both arms on each side.

Face mildly flushed, her smile was reciprocated though his own couldn't hide the shyness of the aftermath, especially when sharing what they have done. ]

It wasn't that bad for our first time together.

[ Coming closer, his nose touches hers affectionately. ]

[ The nuzzling was welcome, and Sasha reciprocated. Though don't blame her if she choose to steal a kiss or two. ]

I did not know you were the kind to evaluate.

[ Said with humor. She reached to touch her hand to his face, clearing strands of his hair. ]

I think it was great, because it was with you.

[ It startled him for a moment, not that he had any complaints about her kisses. Why would he? ]

Well... I never had any experience before coming to this place.

[ ... ] [ Certainly that comment brings more color to his face. ]

A-Ah--

Y-You think so?

Neither have I.

[ Though Sasha feels as if they have exchanged that kind of information before... ]

Why that look on your face, Souji? You do not believe me?

[ They sure did! Back home, everybody use to say he has "tamed the fear for the girls" as in having sex with them, when in reality...

Flushed, Souji shifts on the bed as if ready to sleep. With a gesture, he invites her to lie next to him. ]

I believe... [ eyes closed ] ... I believe Sasha-san should be touched by the man who loves her... [ now looking at the drapes ] but, as long as I'm Sasha-san's lover, I will make her happy.

Because she makes me happy too.

[ Sasha follows Souji's lead easily -- what with their spirited activities of earlier taking their toll. She reaches out to trace his brows, his nose, and his lips with her fingers. ]

Have no doubt that you will, and that you do, Souji. I will endeavor to do the same for you.

[ He lets himself enjoy her touch for as long as they are awake. Even when they are not making love right now, feeling her hands and fingers on him makes his face flush deeper.

Looking at her in the eye, he sighs her name in a special way... ]

Sasha-sama....

[ She places her finger on his lips. She will not have people addressing her as if they are subordinates. She is in a place where she is (all things being equal) enjoying her humanity. ]

Hush, none of that, Souji. Just "Sasha" is fine.

Sleep, now.

[ He blinks at her in curiosity, only to smile afterwards as he shuts his eyes completely. ]

I just thought... it sounded cute...

[ They'll have more time to argue over nicknames and such in the morning. Sasha snuggles closer, finally closing her eyes -- ]

Good night, Souji.

[ Straight away that she wishes him good night, he is already asleep with his mouth open and drooling. ]

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

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pillow talk, sort of?

of course!

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