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[chemex]

[He just makes a vaguely disgruntled mmf of sound in reply, and the muscles in his thighs jolt when she introduces her mouth. Exhaling shakily, he has to focus on staying still, his hips shifting restlessly under her.]

[orphne]

[Right, okay, she can do this. She opens her mouth and licks a long stripe up the side of his dick, pausing with her tongue against the head and glancing up to meet his eyes one last time. For a moment, she thinks about cracking a joke, trying to make him laugh, but she can't think of any.

So instead she just takes a deep breath through her nose and closes her lips around him.]

[chemex]

[The funny thing is he's very quiet. He shifts-- his whole spine curves up at an angle that can't possibly be comfortable, his toes curling against the floor, but he just gasps and otherwise makes no sound. He can't figure out what to do with his hands for a minute, restlessly patting the mattress until he settles on pushing and pulling at the sheets, but he's still nothing but gasps.]

[orphne]

[She hums questioningly around his dick -- she can't ask, her mouth is occupied -- but he is really quiet. She's pretty sure she made more noise than that? Maybe she's the weird one.

Glancing up at him, she quirks her eyebrows, opening her mouth just a little wider to try to take more of him in. It's harder than she expected? In more ways than one, really, and she has to try to swallow some extra saliva around him. This can't be sexy, can it?]

[chemex]

[Listen, Kotobae, it's the contact, not the saliva. The saliva makes it easier to move, so yeah, it's still sexy. Somehow. This time it's less a gasp and more just that his mouth is open and his throat kind of clicks? But he's definitely pulling on the sheets in something that seems positive.]

[orphne]

[Well, he hasn't kicked her to stop, so she keeps going, closing her mouth around him and closing her eyes as if that might somehow? help her focus. His dick is warm and heavy on her tongue, and while he might be quiet, something about the feeling of his dick pressing into his mouth makes her moan softly around him, a hand coming up to support him as she takes in as much as she can. It's slow, uncertain as she pulls back a little before descending again, but he isn't complaining, so-!]

[chemex]

[That garners a faint little sound, short and a bit squashed, like his brain only thought about actually using his vocal chords as he ran out of air to put behind sound. He swats around blindly for a moment, finding her shoulder and walking his hand up to her hair, which he pets in a sort of uncoordinated motion.]

[His mouth feels impossibly dry, but he looks down at her despite her eyes being closed and croaks softly;] 's good,

the scene this icon is from is so wholesome and yet,

[orphne]

[She startles a little bit when he finds her, letting out a little choked noise, but- no, that's really nice, actually? It's a similar feeling to when he'd restrained her, the idea that she can't easily get away. Glancing up at him, she curls her tongue around him and sucks with a pleased little noise. Feeling another rush of heat suffusing her body as she tries to move a little more quickly in response to his reassurance, she tries to time the movement of her hand to that of her lips.]

we've tainted it

[chemex]

[He huffs, his eyes falling closed as his head drops back against the mattress, shuddering with the effort to not writhe into her mouth.] Fuuuuck. [Verbose, buddy.]

[orphne]

[Oh, eloquent. It's hard to get the air to laugh, but lord does she try. She has to pull back for a moment, just enough to keep her lips closed over the head so she can inhale through her nose. At least she keeps her tongue solidly pressed against him, careful not to use her teeth. He hadn't liked the bite to his thigh, after all, so she won't risk the same reaction here.

At least the spit is making it easier, both for her lips and her hand. Based on his reaction, she's doing something right, so she keeps going. ]

[chemex]

[He liked the bite to his thigh plenty, he just needs time to process it. Good move on no teeth on Akira Jr., though, that seems like a dangerous time for everyone involved.]

[He makes a throaty little whine of a sound, his hand in her hair tensing and relaxing in shifts, his other solidly unable to stay still and pick a place to pull. It's the sheets, it's swatted through the air, it's the sheets again, and he reaches up, grabbing the edge of the mattress above his head and gripping.] Koto-- nnh. [His hand pats her hair.]

[orphne]

[She hums in response to her name, a pleased little noise. Yeah, more of that, maybe. She curls her tongue around the shaft again and raises up on her knees, trying again to take him more completely without choking and-- well, partially succeeding. She's not exactly the throat goat over here. But she is getting faster at it, timing her hand better with her mouth and sucking harder as she figures out how to get enough air.]

[chemex]

[It's the added speed, however slight, that immediately starts to tip him, and he makes a somewhat anticipatory sound.] Nnh-- I'm. N-not gonna last, [Because it's a different thing to have to swallow from her perspective than it was from his.]

[orphne]

[Well, she's certainly going to try! That only seems fair. With a bit of a gleam in her eye, she tries to take him as deep as she can, redoubling her efforts and fighting the urge to use her free hand between her own legs.]

[chemex]

[He's still remarkably quiet about it all, but her redoubled efforts combined with how close he already is drags a throaty little gasp of sound from his chest, and his spine curves to angle his hips into her a little differently. The changed angle sends a jolt through him and he makes a startled, high sound. If she was planning to pull away and let him finish with just her hands, now would be the time for her to do so.]

[orphne]

[Another little noise as he angles himself differently, but she adapts quickly, pressing her tongue flat against the underside of his dick and keeping the pace. She can handle it, probably! It seems like it would be way less messy if she could, right?]

[chemex]

[He is so not worried about having to clean his carpet, given he's likely going to have to anyway. It's not like he's really been doing a lot of jerking it, so-- he makes a small, choked sound, his thighs starting to shake and his head tipping backward, and pulls gently on her hair.] Oh-- fuck, Koto-- [And he loses it, a ripple going through his spine that ends in his vision whiting out and a hell of a mess being made.]

[orphne]

[She's doing her best to keep going when he finally loses it and- ah. Hubris. Almost immediately, she chokes, trying desperately to swallow him and failing kind of spectacularly. Jizz on her face, ah, hm, yuck, hm, that's not sexy, also she's still choking a little as she finally manages to pull off. Okay! Lesson learned!! But even still, she's immediately asking, a little hoarsely,]

So, good?

[With a little bit of a laugh, because yeah, she probably looks like an idiot, but it was fun!]

[chemex]

[He wants to fret over her choking when he hears it but he's definitely a little too occupied coming harder than he thinks he ever has in his life? When he's done he sags bonelessly into the mattress a moment and tries to crack his eyes open and simply cannot for a good handful of seconds longer, just nodding at her question while he catches his breath.] Holy shit, [Breathlessly. When he finally convinces his body to let him open his eyes, his vision swims a moment and he looks immediately chastised when he sees her.] Oh-- oh no, are you okay. [He sits up, wobbly, and reaches over to a bedside table-- he has some manner of little wetnaps. Sorry, Kotone, he's not in the business of kissing his own spunk.]

[orphne]

I'm okay!

[Still honestly not sure if she likes the taste of come, to be honest. Kind of salty. But she's laughing anyway, grabbing the wetnaps and tackling the mess as she sucks in air and coughs a few more times.]

It's not in my hair, is it?

[Help a girl out, bud. She can't stop just giggling with the emotional rush.]

[chemex]

[He doesn't have the worst diet of a teenage boy, but it could absolutely be better, so he does not delight in thinking about what taste she's trying to chase from her tongue. He takes another wetnap and carefully combs it through her fringe, looking chastised but extremely satisfied.]

Only a little... Uh, sorry, that. I'd definitely think that was impressive if I hadn't just about choked you out with it.

[orphne]

I can wash it!

[Said with another laugh as she lets him get what he can. Her cheeks hurt from -- well, from sucking him off, but also from smiling as she gazes up at him with unmistakable fondness.]

It was fun. I really needed something like that, I think.

[She certainly feels less tense than she had before, anyway.]

[chemex]

[He laughs a little to echo her, taking a third wetnap and wiping himself off neatly, folding it over, and getting at a bit that got on the floor.] Wonder if there's a world record for messiest teenage orgasm-- [He cuts himself off with another laugh, shaking his head.] No, I definitely don't want to know that, actually.

[orphne]

[She laughs out loud, again with that same mixture of genuine amusement and honest surprise that he says things like that, and beckons him closer, just so she can kiss a chaste kiss to his lips if he'll allow it.]

You gonna pass out, or can I use your shower?

[Sticky...]

[chemex]

[He allows it, but keeps his lips in a tight line because he does not want to taste himself, thanks, bumping their noses together so she doesn't think that's a dig at her.]

I'm definitely gonna pass out, but you're welcome to use the shower. My shampoo smells super like boy, though.