yamaboshi | shiptrap hell psl ❥ leading to the inevitability connecting to a miracle ( closed )

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shiptrap hell psl ❥ leading to the inevitability connecting to a miracle ( closed )

[ To Hazama Rei, it felt as if it all happened in a blink of an eye, and it caused her to be slightly dizzy. Bringing her hand to her head, slender fingers ran through her plum colored hair as she took a quick glance around. Ah, it was an island, wasn't it..? She hadn't been told much about Hajime's world, but being stuck on an island only meant one thing.

Was this the place where he was stuck in, before he went home? She recalled being told about being stuck on an island, after all, on the first evening after they met. After the trial.

When she was still— No. Shaking it off, the small, petite girl decided that it would be for the best for her to not think about that right now. She did promise that she'd tell him anything he wanted to know - anything he needed to know - if he just simply asked. Lying was something that she hated, even now. Well, at least she wasn't on wheels this time around. There was no need for her to be to begin with; she hadn't needed one for a while now.

But, uh. This is new. She's not sure where to start, honestly. For now, she'll just wander aimlessly, calling out the familiar name. Rei hasn't forgotten it. She refused to, if only to keep the 'self' she was now. ]

Hajime..? [ He is here, right? There wasn't any mistakes when she was sent to this world, right? ]

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[ CHALLENGE ACCEPTED.

She has to catch her breath when he smiles at the soft sound of her voice, realizing that he's really trying to get back at her for teasing so often. She can feel his lips just ghosting her her breasts, and she wants him to actually kiss her there, but then she'll probably be seen as the perverted one. ]

That doesn't answer anything, Hajime... [ Rei pouts, puffing her cheeks out indignantly. ] Besides, you were the one that was staring too long at me, earlier.

You wanted this, didn't you? Because, you know, [ She cranes her neck to lean in near his ear to whisper, ] I can give you anything you want from me.

Edited (you know what, better icon.) 2015-09-09 04:42 (UTC)

You're the one who offered initially... maybe you like being stared at?

[Who's the SHSL Pervert now, hm?? He can't savor that small rebuttal, though, his breath catching awkwardly in his throat when she whispers in his ear like that. Anything... his knees go a little weak at that, though his idea of "anything" is actually fairly tame.]

I... only want what you want, Rei, [he adds honestly by way of answer, nuzzling his lips against that same spot of her skin without moving any lower.]

But... can I put you down for a minute? There's got to be a more comfortable way to do this, if you're sure you don't want to shower.

That's-

[ It's true, though; she was the one who had made the decision initially to let him look at her. She really likes the idea of being watched, of being looked at, of being noticed by others as who she really is. ] ... Okay, you can. Maybe it would be easier on the bed?

[ Since height differences wouldn't be as much of a problem there, most likely. ]

Though are you sure that you want to say that? There has to be something you really want, Hajime. Otherwise it's not as fun for me.

Edited (repetitive) 2015-09-09 05:12 (UTC)

[On the bed... is it?

Such a simple phrase really shouldn't send a sharp flash of heat through him, but he has to press his lips to her skin again to muffle a groan.]

Y-yeah, that sounds... good.

[What does he want, though...? Right now his arms are shaking with fatigue, so he just makes sure he has a firm grip on her to walk forward those couple feet to gently lower her to the bed. That's all he wants at this very second, is to put her down! It's not the most comfortable bed in existence; the mattress is rather firm, and while the sheets might be a plain boring white, they're clean.

...Give him a couple seconds to just look at her, though, because there's a girl in her underwear on his bed. Rei is in her underwear on his bed, and belatedly, he hopes she doesn't glance toward his jeans. Let him just-- climb onto the bed after her. There's a lot of things he's very quickly realizing he wants now, fingers taking the place of lips as he props himself up next to her and traces the swell of her breast with the gentlest of barely-there touches.]

I think... you'll be able to figure it out.

[It's embarrassing to say those kinds of things out loud!]

But what if I want to hear you say it?

[ She really does want to when she's finally on the bed, her lips quirking up into a smile. Although Rei probably took a quick peek down there, she doesn't seem to be making any reactions to what she sees, instead she just tries to stifle the sound of her voice when his fingers ghost near her breasts, a shiver running down her spine. ]

I'm not a mind reader, Hajime, I'm a hypnotist. If you're embarrassed though, I can always help you loosen up...

...We'll see.

[It's embarrassing to even say aloud in his head, let alone where she can actually hear him. He doesn't seem to be making the connection that "loosening him up" might have anything to do with hypnotism, though, instead just continuing to trace his fingers lightly over her skin and give her a bit of a questioning glance.]

What did you have in mind?

[If it involves kissing or touching him, he'd be very attentive to that.]

...Um.

[ He's put her on the spot now, and that catches her a little off guard, not sure what to say. Swallowing he lump in her throat, Rei's eyes dart around, unable to settle at looking at him directly, just shivering underneath his touch before she answers, nervously, ]

Kiss me more, Hajime.

...Okay.

[She looks nervous all of a sudden, a marked contrast to how she was behaving earlier. He's... going to have to proceed carefully, it seems. But if she wants him to kiss her, then he's happy to oblige, shifting further up the bed to lean in and cup her cheek with his free hand, drawing her into another kiss. It's deeper than before, slower, now that part of his attention isn't focused on holding her weight. He'd like to think he's starting to get the hang of this kissing thing.

At the same time, his other hand continues trailing along her breast, finally dipping down to ghost over the fabric itself to lightly cup it in his hand. It's soft and warm, and he can't help but groan softly into the kiss as he gives it a careful squeeze.]

[ Her blush seems to darken visibly when she feels his palm on her cheek again. Now that he's not hesitating, she finds herself slightly nervous, stomach twisting in anxiety as his lips brush against her own before meeting once again. His lips are warm and comforting, and they give her a sense of pleasure that sends a shiver down her spine as she places her hands behind her, using the bed as leverage to further press into the kiss, closing her eyes as she puts all her focus into the sensation.

When she does, though, she can feel her heart thumping loudly, her skin tingling at his touch as she nearly flinches away from his touch. She's not used to it, being held, being caressed by others, being touched. The squeeze itself only seems to cause a rise out of her - it easily elicits yet another soft sound to pass between her lips in their heated open mouthed kiss, eyelids fluttering wide open now as she looks at him, nearly flabbergasted, but she doesn't seem to be angry at him, just surprised as fingers slowly curl into the fabric beneath her, deciding that yes, she wants to give as much to him as he's giving her. Even if it's through the fabric, he's warm; it's the warmth of life that sends jolts throughout the core of her very being, and that easily gets sounds from the back of her throat that nobody thought they'd hear from Hazama Rei. They're a mixture of cute squeals, mewls, and sounds of desire, need, and near desperation for more.

Her lips part his own slightly for a moment as she leans in to kiss his forehead, chuckling slightly, but still clearly embarrassed and flustered. ]

You really are good at this, Hajime.

[He really doesn't know what he's doing, just trying different things he'd heard of or imagined in a room by himself. Her soft skin is incredible to the touch, and he's certain he could kiss her for hours and never get tired of it, but those sounds... Hinata's learning to really like hearing that from her, because it means he's doing something right, she's enjoying herself, and he's, well, obviously enjoying himself, fingers tracing the outline of her breast above the fabric and ghosting to the other breast as well. The only break in his touching her comes from a particularly loud mewl, and not because he thinks she wants him to stop, but because his tie is choking him with how hot it is in here. Let him just fiddle awkwardly with the knot for several seconds longer than it should take him to remove his own tie before tossing it to the side.

There's a bit of an awkward laugh when she kisses his forehead, though, and he just ducks his head to nose against her ear, less to kiss her and more to try to hide that dark blush on his face.]

I'm... really glad. [He's smiling again against her skin, what a dork.] You sound like you're having fun, anyway.

Really..?

[ She sounds rather shy as his fingers barely touch the fabric of her bra, causing her to sigh against his touch. But when he stops, she finds herself with her mouth open, gasping heatedly as she brings her hands from the bed to his shoulders, fingers latching onto the fabric of his shirt. ]

And yeah, I'm having fun. It's been so long since I've had someone be this close to me... Your hands are really warm, too. You're really comfortable to be with.

That's good...

[Really, she's making him blush more the more she speaks, and he can't help but chuckle softly against her ear again and shake his head. Watch out for that ahoge, it tends to bounce when he does that.

Her fingers clutched into the fabric of his shirt quickens his breath, though, and he tries to pick himself back up again, hand moving toward her breast.]

If I do anything you don't like, though... you've got to tell me, okay? Or if I make you uncomfortable, or if it just doesn't feel good, or- or anything like that.

[That said, though, he presses his lips to her throat and dips his fingers beneath the fabric of her bra, flushing as his thumb grazes her nipple when he squeezes again, curious as to what kinds of sounds he might get from this.]

[ It's okay, if the ahoge bothers her that much, she'll chop it off.

But she finds herself hitching her breath, flinching away from his touch, yet she doesn't say anything to reject him in the slightest, sounds of obvious pleasure and desperate desire that escape her lips. Her heart thumps even more loudly in her chest as her nails dig into the fabric of his shirt, her neck craning yet again to give him access.

She can feel her entire body heat up when he squeezes her chest, a high pitched noise that's louder than the previous sounds that seemed to escape her. ]

Haah. . . [ She sighs out heavily as she yearns for more, wanting to press into his touch, even as she nearly suirms away from it out of embarrassment from the adorable, her cheeks flaring a bright, bright scarlet. ] H-Hajime... more...

[NO, HIS SOURCE OF POWER--!

He nuzzles his lips up and down her neck, searching again for those points that make her cry the loudest to pay special attention to them, even trying a tentative lick to see how she likes that. His breath is coming hard through his nose as he shifts his weight from his other hand to his knees instead, her demand for more driving him to firmly grasp her other breast.]

Like this? [he pants against her neck, fingers rubbing beneath the fabric of her bra. Her breasts fit perfectly into his hands, but that fabric is definitely in the way. It looks nice! But he's betting she'd look even better without it, hands moving up her skin to instead hook into the straps of her bra.]

Can I...?

Yeah.

[ Her voice is a hushed whisper as she lets out a breath, heating up as another noise of desperation as she leans into the kiss, her hands moving from his shoulders and slowly trails down towards his chest, dipping downwards slowly, steadily. ]

It's fine, Hajime... but only if I get to see you, too.

H-huh? Oh, yeah, uh, hang on...

[That doesn't seem like a fair trade at all, but it's in his favor, so he'll take it. A nod, and he presses one more quick kiss to her throat before sitting back on his heels next to her to start unbuttoning his shirt. It takes him a bit, considering his fingers are shaking with more than a little eagerness since this means she might finally touch him...

Once his buttons are undone, he just awkwardly shrugs his shirt off to let it fall to the bed behind him, holding out his hands in a 'here I am??' kind of gesture. He doesn't seem self-conscious about his chest at all, still nicely toned in that surprisingly-athletic way. If Rei had been paying attention during the strip searches, she might be able to tell that there are a few scattered, pale scars across his body that hadn't been present then, but nothing all that outstanding; all his scars from despair are hidden beneath his hair.]

How's this?

[ Her cheeks brighten slightly at the sigh of him without his shirt on, reaching out to him as her fingertips touch his chest, running across his skin out of curiosity, wanting to feel his scars. She definitely sighs when she touches him, slightly flustered. . . but only slightly. ]

It's really nice, Hajime. Is this okay?

[He exhales shakily when her fingers touch his skin, flushing with the heat as his muscles twitch beneath her fingers.]

Y-yeah, of course... however you want.

[But she can see him now, so his fingers are moving back toward the straps of her bra. He can't undo it from the front though...? Help him out here, Rei.]

[ "However you want," huh? Those words easily causes a flash of red to reach her sight, almost as if she's about to lose it. This is too much power you're giving her, Hinata Hajime.

TOO MUCH POWER.... ]

Ah, I can help.

[ Her voice is slightly awkward as she says that reaching behind her as she places her hands on top of his own, guiding him. ]

You should be able to feel the clasps, and then you just tug it off like this.

Clasps... got it.

[This is his first time trying to undo a bra, and he just takes a second to run his fingers over the band and the clasp. This seems like the kind of thing that would be much easier to both put on and take off for all parties involved if it were on the front? The world of girls continues to be a mystery.

He only fumbles for a moment before the clasp comes undone, and he breathes a quiet,] Got it, [in success. He's careful about taking it off, keeping his fingers in constant contact with her skin as he tugs the straps down along her arms to pull it entirely off.]

[ Her body shivers at his touch on her skin, blushing in succession as he sees her full chest, clearly flustered that he's watching her with such intent. Though she leans in for a second to whisper into his ear, questioning, ]

Did you really mean it, Hajime? What you said earlier, that you wanted what I wanted?

[I was right... she does look better without the bra.

He pauses with his hand about to touch her again, pausing and shuddering at the heat of her voice in his ear and glancing toward her.]

Y-yeah, of course.

Does that mean you'd let me do whatever I wanted?

[ Her body shifts closer, pressing her chest against his own, lips curling upwards into a rather mischievous grin. ]

[His hands fall to rest against her back, trying to keep her pressed against him like that as he bites back a groan at the feel of skin on skin. She's asking him a question, isn't she...? Give him a second, he's still processing the half-naked girl pressed against him.]

Y-yeah, probably... if you'd like it, I mean.

"Probably"? [ She raises her brows curiously, lips brushing near his ear before she decides to plant her lips the side of his cheek, peppering him with kisses with need, ]

Are you really sure you want to say that, Hajime..?

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