[ He really is being an ass. She's sooo frustrated, even moreso at herself for still being turned on regardless. She never gave much thought about her turn-ons, when she's never been in a situation like this before. The discoveries she's making sure are embarrassing ones...
She squeezes her legs together— rather, she tries to, but with someone in between them, her thighs can't exactly cover her pussy. It remains exposed, a wet sheen over her entrance, and her clit swollen. Her face is so flush as she looks at him—glares at him as if she were intimidating. ]
Maybe... Maybe I changed my mind, too. About... what I said.
[ Ugh... she's already in such an embarrassing situation. There is crying her way out of here, or strangling him, or... lowering her pride. Would he really give her what she wanted if she asked for it properly? She looks conflicted for a good while before her expression softens. There is an attempt to squeeze her legs shut again, thighs moving ever so slightly inward. ]
[Asta is so very, very lucky that Kazuya isn't the type to make her beg. Just a little bit of teasing and she's already singing a different tune to what she had earlier, even if he'd already known that this hadn't been what she meant.]
I guess that's good enough for me.
[Also, like, she did say please, in that small little voice with her face flushed so pretty and her thighs squeezing against him gently. It's enough for him, and he'll lower himself back down, moving both hands to either of her thighs to open her up a little more and make it easier for him to slot his tongue against her core and slowly lick at the wetness accumulated around her pussy.
He can taste her in full now, and he finds that while he hadn't minded the taste of her before, through her underwear, he really, really doesn't mind it now. It sparks a pleasant little shock down his spine and into his gut.]
[ Her head hits the pillow with a thump. He said that was good enough for him, so he would... continue, right? It feels like she won but lost at the same time. This feeling of victory is not fun at all...
And yet, here she is, with her heart racing. She can hear the thump, thump, thumping when she closes her eyes to try and push away the thoughts of frustration building up. He might really get strangled if she doesn't calm herself down, if she doesn't concentrate on the better parts of what is happening. She's not sure why she feels so flustered and turned on at the same time, but she figures she may as well figure it out later on.
Focus on the better parts. ]
Oh— [ Her hands cover her mouth once more. Her toes curl inward. Her whole body tenses up, back arching slightly.
Kazuya would have more to lick, more to taste, more to drink. Weiss—rather, Asta—can only get wetter if he continues. It feels like such a small gesture, yet Weiss feels it all—senses it all. Every little thing he could do to her feels heightened right now, but when it's only just started again, she can't let herself relax too. He just might take it away from her again all of a sudden. ]
[ It's a little surprising how wet she is, just from a few flicks of his tongue. There's more with every swipe, more for him to drink up from her and he makes a soft sound for it. Theres a real eagerness from him, to drink up everything that she'll give to him.
There's really no threat of him suddenly stopping again, if the way he presses the flat of his tongue against her, the way he licks her clit is any indication.
Does he know what he's doing? Only a little bit! But Kazuya knows by now if she wants something she'll... tell him, even if it's in a round about way. ]
[ It certainly seems as if he knows what he's doing. Not that Weiss even knows what to expect, either. It's not like she's ever experienced something like this before! The feelings of her own fingers can't quite compare— this is better. So much better.
She lets him continue, laying there, any sounds escaping her, whether whimpers or moans muffled by her hands. She tries to keep it down, at least at the start. But when the pressure in her keeps building up, her clit throbbing wildly, desperate for more, she can't help but call his name. ]
Kazuya— mm! [ That slipped out. She did not want to say his name at all, especially after all that teasing. (Oops.) ]
[Truly unfortunate that she did call his name like that! It makes him stop, briefly, because holy shit. That's the hottest thing he's heard in his life? Someone calling his name in that cadence as he eats them out? Kazuya groans against her softly.
(In the very, very back of his head, he tells himself firmly that this will not be the subject of a fantasy at a later point, because that would absolutely be weird and maybe a little creepy. The demons sure argue for it, though.)
Anyway, he really, really wants to do this right. He's never done it before, but he's seen videos online and there is an unfortunate amount of demons who actually know what he should be doing in this situation.
This time, he listens to them. To a point, anyway.
He wraps his lips around her clit, sucks on it slowly and brings a hand up so that he can gently tease a finger inside her carefully.]
[ It feels like it got a lot warmer in this room. She doesn't even have anything on, completely naked for him, and it feels like the heat is overbearing.
No one in this room would tell him what he's doing is wrong. Weiss doesn't know what "right" even is, in this case, and she certainly has no complaints with what he's doing.
The more he gives attention to her clit, the more it feels as if she's going to lose it. Her hips move, rolling forward to match how he sucks, needing and wanting more of what he can give her. It makes his finger slip inside a little better, her slick providing an easy way in with little resistance. How hot and wet she is, her inner walls so tight, gripping his finger so well.
Her breathing grows heavier, her voice getting louder as she moans. She's already forgotten his transgressions against her. While not forgiven, she certainly holds nothing against him at this time. ]
[ He wants more of those sounds, delights in the warmth they set in him, and he can't help the slight cant of his hips- just once!- Against the bed to get a little relief of his own. It's getting a more than a little uncomfortable now, and part of him desperately wants to shove down his pants and take ahold of himself and stroke himself in time to the movement of her hips rocking against his face.
That would mean taking his hands off her though, and he finds he can't bring himself to do that. Asta comes first, in this circumstance, pun not intended.
He rocks his hand against her, sucks and licks her clit, her pussy, anywhere there's wetness like she's a well in the desert.
[ Asta did say she would use her mouth on him, even if she'd never done it before. It's an offer that she'd act on eventually, because even though she enjoys being spoiled? She's not one to just take and take without returning the favour.
Something for later. Much later, especially when her mind is too clouded and hazy to think of anything else. Kazuya is filling her head with nothing but greed. He's making her sing even though she's not on stage, his name sung in different tones and all sorts of melodies that she's never even tried before.
She's stopped looking, eyes completely shut as she faces sideways on the pillow, mouth agape and not even being covered anymore. It's the sheets one hand is focused on, gripping tightly, while the other weaves its fingers through his hair once more. Her hand does not guide him, but he might feel a bit of a push every so often as her hips roll forwards. She's being so greedy, taking his finger so well, but she gives back in turn with how wet she just keeps on getting, as if there's a leak, and her juices just keep rushing through. That is, until the pressure gets way too strong and the dam bursts. And with the way Kazuya is going, as if she was feeding him ambrosia, he just might get her there sooner than later. ]
[ The more wet she gets, the harder, the more hungrily he licks and drinks deep of her. There's no need for her hand to guide him when he's already metaphorically struck gold with how much she gives him.
Too much, even, in an instant, he finds. Kazuya retracts his finger in favour of his tongue delving inside her deep and going right to the source. That same hand he retracted now strums against her clit instead in an unpracticed manner. There's really no rhythm too it, just whenever he remembers that he can move his hand he does.
It's a little distracting, the way she sings his name to the tune of the blood pounding so loudly in his ears. ]
Oh— [ She's going crazy. She is absolutely going to go crazy. She thought his finger was good and enough already, but his tongue slipping inside her, makes her get even louder.
Her back arches, feet planting firmly against the mattress as she squirms. Breathing becomes a bit more challenging now, and he would her hear pant in between moans as he brings her closer and closer... ]
Kazuya, Kazuya, I'm- [ Oh, if he ever wanted to bully her again in this way, she would begrudgingly say yes. Her thighs twitch, legs try to close themselves, hips move to try and chase the pleasure. It's almost as if her entire body is being electrocuted from the sudden jerking movements she's making. The tingling sensation in her gets stronger and stronger, and she can't even force herself to suppress it.
She doesn't scream or let out a really loud moan or anything when she does reach her climax. Her movements still, all of a sudden, and her breathing stills, calm like a warm summer day. It feels as if she's forgotten her words, unable to even think clearly at this time. ]
[ Distantly, he hears her call his name, more immediately he feels her tremble and shake and try to force herself deeper on his tongue and he does what he can to oblige.
And he continues licking her, not quite clueing into what's happened because he would have assumed she'd have been louder because the girls in the videos are always so loud...
So until she shoves him off, he's thinking he needs to step up his game, lick her harder, do more.
[ She's far too calm to smack him for now. Happy isn't even the right word for it, but she is pleased nonetheless. She does try and catch his attention by tugging on his hair a little.
[ Oh, that gets his attention, at least. He pulls up and away, looking at her curiously.
It's only now that he's pulled away does his body seem to remember how to function, and his breath hitches, then comes fast, like it's catching up all at once. ]
Too much?
[ Does not compute, and he even looks confused, face wet and slick with her juices. ]
[ Her voice comes off a little lazy, as if she'd just woken up. It hasn't even registered to her that he doesn't know that she came. Can't exactly start shouting when you live in a dorm room in school when you're doing stuff to yourself, after all!! She's had some Training in that aspect, at least. ]
[ Tbh he can only relate in that his cousin was a shut in and living with him until recently... being loud was simply A Crime he couldn't handle Naoya knowing about other than in the theoretical.
But Weiss makes things very hard for him, and Kazuya blinks after her, lowers his head to... kiss along her inner thigh again. Maybe she just wants more foreplay??? ]
No, it's just- [ She doesn't understand what is going on, either. But you know what, she'll at least """apologise""" for hitting him. ] Isn't it embarrassing if I was loud?
I thought it was embarrassing enough.
[ Her hair is a mess, her bangs stuck to her forehead from the sweat. She doesn't seem all too upset, at least. But that's mostly thanks to him gsdfkagf ]
Um. I don't think it would be embarrassing...? I think the sounds you were making were really nice. So if you were louder it'd mean you were enjoying it more?
[ Like he's not an incredibly quiet person himself... ]
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[ He really is being an ass. She's sooo frustrated, even moreso at herself for still being turned on regardless. She never gave much thought about her turn-ons, when she's never been in a situation like this before. The discoveries she's making sure are embarrassing ones...
She squeezes her legs together— rather, she tries to, but with someone in between them, her thighs can't exactly cover her pussy. It remains exposed, a wet sheen over her entrance, and her clit swollen. Her face is so flush as she looks at him—glares at him as if she were intimidating. ]
Maybe... Maybe I changed my mind, too. About... what I said.
[ Ugh... she's already in such an embarrassing situation. There is crying her way out of here, or strangling him, or... lowering her pride. Would he really give her what she wanted if she asked for it properly? She looks conflicted for a good while before her expression softens. There is an attempt to squeeze her legs shut again, thighs moving ever so slightly inward. ]
... Please.
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I guess that's good enough for me.
[Also, like, she did say please, in that small little voice with her face flushed so pretty and her thighs squeezing against him gently. It's enough for him, and he'll lower himself back down, moving both hands to either of her thighs to open her up a little more and make it easier for him to slot his tongue against her core and slowly lick at the wetness accumulated around her pussy.
He can taste her in full now, and he finds that while he hadn't minded the taste of her before, through her underwear, he really, really doesn't mind it now. It sparks a pleasant little shock down his spine and into his gut.]
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And yet, here she is, with her heart racing. She can hear the thump, thump, thumping when she closes her eyes to try and push away the thoughts of frustration building up. He might really get strangled if she doesn't calm herself down, if she doesn't concentrate on the better parts of what is happening. She's not sure why she feels so flustered and turned on at the same time, but she figures she may as well figure it out later on.
Focus on the better parts. ]
Oh— [ Her hands cover her mouth once more. Her toes curl inward. Her whole body tenses up, back arching slightly.
Kazuya would have more to lick, more to taste, more to drink. Weiss—rather, Asta—can only get wetter if he continues. It feels like such a small gesture, yet Weiss feels it all—senses it all. Every little thing he could do to her feels heightened right now, but when it's only just started again, she can't let herself relax too. He just might take it away from her again all of a sudden. ]
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There's really no threat of him suddenly stopping again, if the way he presses the flat of his tongue against her, the way he licks her clit is any indication.
Does he know what he's doing? Only a little bit! But Kazuya knows by now if she wants something she'll... tell him, even if it's in a round about way. ]
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She lets him continue, laying there, any sounds escaping her, whether whimpers or moans muffled by her hands. She tries to keep it down, at least at the start. But when the pressure in her keeps building up, her clit throbbing wildly, desperate for more, she can't help but call his name. ]
Kazuya— mm! [ That slipped out. She did not want to say his name at all, especially after all that teasing. (Oops.) ]
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(In the very, very back of his head, he tells himself firmly that this will not be the subject of a fantasy at a later point, because that would absolutely be weird and maybe a little creepy. The demons sure argue for it, though.)
Anyway, he really, really wants to do this right. He's never done it before, but he's seen videos online and there is an unfortunate amount of demons who actually know what he should be doing in this situation.
This time, he listens to them. To a point, anyway.
He wraps his lips around her clit, sucks on it slowly and brings a hand up so that he can gently tease a finger inside her carefully.]
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No one in this room would tell him what he's doing is wrong. Weiss doesn't know what "right" even is, in this case, and she certainly has no complaints with what he's doing.
The more he gives attention to her clit, the more it feels as if she's going to lose it. Her hips move, rolling forward to match how he sucks, needing and wanting more of what he can give her. It makes his finger slip inside a little better, her slick providing an easy way in with little resistance. How hot and wet she is, her inner walls so tight, gripping his finger so well.
Her breathing grows heavier, her voice getting louder as she moans. She's already forgotten his transgressions against her. While not forgiven, she certainly holds nothing against him at this time. ]
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That would mean taking his hands off her though, and he finds he can't bring himself to do that. Asta comes first, in this circumstance, pun not intended.
He rocks his hand against her, sucks and licks her clit, her pussy, anywhere there's wetness like she's a well in the desert.
One that sings so sweetly, at that.]
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Something for later. Much later, especially when her mind is too clouded and hazy to think of anything else. Kazuya is filling her head with nothing but greed. He's making her sing even though she's not on stage, his name sung in different tones and all sorts of melodies that she's never even tried before.
She's stopped looking, eyes completely shut as she faces sideways on the pillow, mouth agape and not even being covered anymore. It's the sheets one hand is focused on, gripping tightly, while the other weaves its fingers through his hair once more. Her hand does not guide him, but he might feel a bit of a push every so often as her hips roll forwards. She's being so greedy, taking his finger so well, but she gives back in turn with how wet she just keeps on getting, as if there's a leak, and her juices just keep rushing through. That is, until the pressure gets way too strong and the dam bursts. And with the way Kazuya is going, as if she was feeding him ambrosia, he just might get her there sooner than later. ]
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Too much, even, in an instant, he finds. Kazuya retracts his finger in favour of his tongue delving inside her deep and going right to the source. That same hand he retracted now strums against her clit instead in an unpracticed manner. There's really no rhythm too it, just whenever he remembers that he can move his hand he does.
It's a little distracting, the way she sings his name to the tune of the blood pounding so loudly in his ears. ]
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Her back arches, feet planting firmly against the mattress as she squirms. Breathing becomes a bit more challenging now, and he would her hear pant in between moans as he brings her closer and closer... ]
Kazuya, Kazuya, I'm- [ Oh, if he ever wanted to bully her again in this way, she would begrudgingly say yes. Her thighs twitch, legs try to close themselves, hips move to try and chase the pleasure. It's almost as if her entire body is being electrocuted from the sudden jerking movements she's making. The tingling sensation in her gets stronger and stronger, and she can't even force herself to suppress it.
She doesn't scream or let out a really loud moan or anything when she does reach her climax. Her movements still, all of a sudden, and her breathing stills, calm like a warm summer day. It feels as if she's forgotten her words, unable to even think clearly at this time. ]
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And he continues licking her, not quite clueing into what's happened because he would have assumed she'd have been louder because the girls in the videos are always so loud...
So until she shoves him off, he's thinking he needs to step up his game, lick her harder, do more.
(He's probably about to get smacked.)]
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[ She's far too calm to smack him for now. Happy isn't even the right word for it, but she is pleased nonetheless. She does try and catch his attention by tugging on his hair a little.
Then, a whimper. ]
Too much...
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It's only now that he's pulled away does his body seem to remember how to function, and his breath hitches, then comes fast, like it's catching up all at once. ]
Too much?
[ Does not compute, and he even looks confused, face wet and slick with her juices. ]
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[ Her voice comes off a little lazy, as if she'd just woken up. It hasn't even registered to her that he doesn't know that she came. Can't exactly start shouting when you live in a dorm room in school when you're doing stuff to yourself, after all!! She's had some Training in that aspect, at least. ]
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But Weiss makes things very hard for him, and Kazuya blinks after her, lowers his head to... kiss along her inner thigh again. Maybe she just wants more foreplay??? ]
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And so, she flicks his forehead with her hand. ]
I'm done!
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Kazuya pulls away at that, red and flushed but it's with just as much embarrassment as it is arousal... ]
Oh... I was expecting you to be louder.
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[ Besides... isn't being loud a turn off? ]
I'm not... [ Ugh, she doesn't want to talk about this. She's going sit up and chuck the pillow she was using right at him. ]
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Kazuya is hit pretty directly, and he still! Doesn't understand. If she came, why is he being hit!!! ]
I'm... sorry?
[ He hedges, uncertainly though he has no clue what he did wrong. ]
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I thought it was embarrassing enough.
[ Her hair is a mess, her bangs stuck to her forehead from the sweat. She doesn't seem all too upset, at least. But that's mostly thanks to him gsdfkagf ]
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Um. I don't think it would be embarrassing...? I think the sounds you were making were really nice. So if you were louder it'd mean you were enjoying it more?
[ Like he's not an incredibly quiet person himself... ]
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[ Better remember this day, Kazuya. This is the most vulnerable you're going to see Weiss in a while. ]
... even if I wasn't loud.
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[Hold up. Kazuya sort of sits a little straighter, looking a little more excited. Just ignore the wetness still clinging to his face. It's fine.]
I was really, really worried I'd be bad at it, since I'd never done it before.
[Okay, literal inner demons. You can have this W.]
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[ That was already a lot to admit out loud!!! ]
You should probably wipe your mouth, though.
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I DID NOT KNOW YOU TAGGED ME...
IVE BEEN WAITING.... LIKE HACHIKO
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