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[repliacting]

[ The studio that all twenty participants had come to was no ordinary one.

It was a place that was secluded from the outside world, crafted specifically for these young minds to be on a sick, twisted reality-slash-game show.

Week after week, it tore at Akane's heart.

They'd offer up a motive. Some weeks, someone would succeed. They'd have a trial, figure out who the culprit is, and then the host would execute whoever was chosen, regardless of whether they were 'correct' or not.

But on weeks where they managed to prevent a murder, they'd play a game of sorts- many of them would be based off of other game shows that you'd see around, but would be more potentially deadly.

Everyone was split into four teams of five randomly, and each group had their own separate dorm area of sorts.

While Akane herself was not on the same team as Shirogane Miyuki... that didn't mean that they couldn't work together. In fact, he had saved her one week from an unfortunate fate. She felt indebted to him. There had to be some way that she could help him out.

She had heard from one of the other "contestants" that Shirogane's ideal girl was someone named Shinomiya Kaguya. That name was a bit familiar- or at least, the last name was. The Shinomiyas were a well known conglomerate that would sometimes invest in the entertainment business; she even heard from fellow members of Lalalie that if they could get that family interested in their theater company, they would truly be a success.

One of the rooms in the "house" they were living in during the duration of all of this was a library. It was stock full of all the information that she could possibly ask for.

And so...

She devoted her time to studying.

It didn't take her more than a day to figure out what this girl was like, and while she definitely had to fill in some holes that she couldn't find, but that was easy for her.

All she had to do was put it in practice. So she seeks him out after preparing herself--for once, she's glad there's a costuming room that she could use to replicate the look- something that she could possibly wear casually- a black dress with a bright red cardigan and tying her hair up with the 'usual' red ribbon- before seeking him. When she sees him, her eyes shut for a moment before she gets into character, speaking up with an air of confidence that she normally wouldn't have a tone that was befitting of someone who could only be described as upper class. ]

Ah, there you are. I've been looking for you for a while, president.

[ Her bright eyes shimmer, radiating something that, in spite of how in some ways she looks different enough from Kaguya for someone to tell the difference if they scrutinized hard enough, would be considered as deceptive.

Eyes that could make lies into truths. ]

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[lunarcycles]

[ For a second, she feels guilty. He trusts her, even though she's deceiving him?

She pushes those thoughts out of her mind as she takes more of him in her mouth, her tongue running across his length slowly. ]

[taketori]

[ In Miyuki's chest, he can feel his heart beating hard, as he lets out an exhale. She was actually going for it, and the warm muscle dragged across his erection causes him to shudder.

God...

She really... didn't mind this? ]

It's good... Shinomiya...

Your mouth feels good.

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[ Hearing that compliment flusters her, enough that it's encouraging. Sure, she might not actually be Kaguya, but... it's nice to hear him say that she feels good.

She can't help but wonder-

Can she make him feel even better?

So she starts moving slowly, bobbing her head in and out. ]

[taketori]

[ Unsurprisingly, she does. Really, Miyuki is still a teenage boy, and this kind of stimulation was a lot for him.

Especially as advanced as they were at right now...! ]

W-Wait, for one second...

[ He won't actually stop her, but it's more of a suggestion. ]

Are you... is this really okay for you? Don't you want anything...?

[lunarcycles]

[ For a moment, she pulls herself out with a pop before- ]

Hmm? Seeing the expression of your face as you melt is exactly what I want.

[taketori]

[ That pop sent a jolt through him, and he sighs just a bit. ]

Th-that's... ngh, Shinomiya...

I want to do more for you though...

[lunarcycles]

Then tell me. What, exactly, do you want to do?

[taketori]

I...

[ He... breathes in, and out. Damn it, he's caught, isn't he... ]

I want to make the most of our time together. I want to go all the way, if you'll have me.

[lunarcycles]

... President.

[ ... ]

Of course.

[taketori]

Then...

[ ...How should they-- ]

On... my lap?

[lunarcycles]

... Alright.

[ She slips her underwear off before moving to go on his lap so she can slip himself inside of her. ]

[taketori]

W-Wait, Shinomi--

[ So quick. Part of him was thinking, this is what he wants, but he'd have to go get a condom, wouldn't he? Instead, she just... went for it. He could feel her body moving, and eventually the warmth that indicated... he was inside.

Reflexively, his arms wrap around her, and he leans forward, against her. Needing to catch his breath. ]

[lunarcycles]

I don't want to wait. We've been apart for too long.

[ She doesn't move yet, however, as she shyly asks- ]

H... How fast do you want me to go?

[taketori]

[ It's true. That was the whole point, wasn't it... ]

S...Slow, first. I want to enjoy it as long as I can...

[lunarcycles]

Alright.

[ She understands.

So she starts shifting her hips, moving slowly, trying to pivot to make sure that he's hitting spots that she particularly likes. Of course, she can't hide the soft sounds she makes- even if she's acting, there are still some parts of 'Akane' that slip out through her breaths and moans of enjoyment. ]

[taketori]

[ God. It wasn't... intense or anything, it just felt good. It made him feel happy that he was still alive, that she could come back to her.

Damn it. As he feels her move, hears her quiet sounds, he feels overwhelmed. He tries to rock along with her, keeping close to her, lightly nudging his blindfold in the process. ]

[lunarcycles]

Well?

[ Her voice is a bit breathy with each syllable, but she tries. ]

How is it...?

[taketori]

It's... it's really good, Shinomiya...

If you want to go a bit faster...

[ His hands settle on her hips, leaning in slightly. Where is she... he wants to kiss her. ]

[lunarcycles]

Mm.

[ Her breath hitches as she picks up the pace slightly. Of course, she also notices him leaning in close, so she closes in to press her own lips against his own. ]

[taketori]

[ They make contact, and he can feel himself tense momentarily once he feels her lips. The sensation, from the top and bottom, were getting him completely lost. He wanted, craved more.

Before he breaks the kiss, before he moves away. He starts on getting rid of the blindfold. Unneeded for what was coming next. ]

[repliacting]

[ Ah, he's taking off the blindfold--

Oh no.

Her movements slow, but she doesn't break away from him, much less say anything. The gears in her mind have grounded to a halt. ]

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[taketori]

[ He wanted to finish on top. It would be dangerous to move Shinomiya with a blindfold on, so he had to remove it. As he opened his eyes--

...it was a reminder.

Right. He had been through Hell, and he hadn't fully recovered. Shirogane Miyuki was wide awake and he hadn't reunited just yet.

More importantly... he had given everything just now to someone other than the girl he was in love with.

He's rotten. Scum. Awful. ]

[taketori]

[ --to hell with it.

Miyuki holds on and lifts them both off of the bed momentarily to turn them around, getting Akane's back against the mattress. Without much thought, his eyes focus as he starts to move his hips, being less than gentle about it.

With a groan, he leans forward, trying to get a damn good angle-- ]

Kurokawa...!

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Shi- Shirogane-kun...!?

[ The way he calls her by her name, even if it's her last name is enough to snap her out of the act, gasping when he suddenly lifts her to put her on the bed, going at her a bit harder than expected.

Not that she minds, really, but she's certainly surprised-- ]

[taketori]

You... why did you...?!

[ In truth, Shirogane was pissed off. It felt like a betrayal in a way, even though he'd seen this before from her. This was what willed her through her plan, through her escape.

Damn it... this was her way of thanking him?

Shirogane's arms wrap around Akane's thighs as he drives into her, putting himself back fully in control. As he suspected, he won't last much longer, but he's going to make sure that she feels it first. ]