backyardbbq | Fate / AU CMO post

No, not at all. . .

[ While it's definitely a little surprising, she honestly didn't think that she should have expected anything else. And she likes hearing the way his breathing picks up, how she's the one to be eliciting all of that out of him.

And she likes it.

She likes it a lot, enough to keep her hand right there, wanting to feel the changes there as she leans in close to press her lips against his once again. ]

[Well, he did tell her it was okay to touch him. She seems pretty virginal too, so he won't hold the lack of an understanding as to what 'touch me' means against her. Not until he has a chance to teach her, at least.

And there's an exciting thought: teaching someone how to have sex. Being on the receiving end of that education had been pretty damn intense, but not bad. He'll gladly try his best to teach her too.]

Mmm...

[She's getting a hang of this kissing thing pretty quick, though. She must be a fast learner. Which is all the better, they don't have months and months for her to practice. As much as he wish they did.

With her hand on him and their lips meeting once more, Atsushi will settle down into Inaba's lap a bit more, making himself comfortable while they continue with their making out. His arms drape loosely over her shoulder, ostentatiously for balance but in reality it's just so that he can have another point of contact with her. And as he settles into place there, straddling Inaba's lap as they kiss, she might be able to feel another sign of how much he like this particular arrangement. One that isn't too weird for him, but is probably very new to a girl without much hands-on experience.]

[ She is very much aware of it, but chooses not to go lower just yet. Even if they don't have all the time in the world, she still wants to take this at her own pace.

But if he wants to teach her, she'll gladly and eagerly take whatever advice that he gives. He's the one who has more experience in matters like this, so she should be the one allowing him the lead to begin with.

The sounds he makes whenever they kiss, however, is something that she'll never find old. It's an addicting sound that she could honestly hear over and over again and she'd still beg for more of it. Would it be out of desperation? Or need? It's kind of difficult to tell.

With her free hand, she brings it around his waist to keep herself close to him, parting her lips eagerly for him as to give him more access as well as to silently tell him that if he wants to give her more and teach her? He can lead her. The Master and Servant arrangement doesn't matter; she'll treat him as her equal and allow herself to be vulnerable around him.

And only him.

Especially since she can practically feel just how aroused he is right now. ]

[Either of those words would be accurate at the moment, especially with how Atsushi is expressing himself with a rather involved kiss. Knowing how Inaba acts around others, he's pretty sure this is a treat that only he will get to experience. And somehow, just that knowledge alone makes the night even hotter.

That gives him some courage, too. It's enough to get him to push forward and nudge Inaba back a bit, trying to guide her to lay down on the bed. Sure, they could have stripped her clothes on first, but details. Those will come off soon enough anyway. He'll let her set that pace, though, as he doesn't want to spook her. He can get naked first, it's fine.

He'll break the kiss, but only for a moment, so he can breathlessly tell her one thing:]

I'm yours, Inaba-san. Tell me what you want.

[Not because she's his master, but because he wants to treat her right.]

[ Maybe in another lifetime she'd be able to open herself up a little more easily to others and even perhaps allow herself a little more room in her heart. But for now, Atsushi is enough for her.

He's the only one that she could consider herself close to, even if she's never really considered him as a friend.

No, he's more than that to her, and even more than that... after all of this, she might not never see him ever again. So she shouldn't get too attached. Even if it's already too late for that. She's enjoying this kiss way too much, after all, to the point where it's easy to coerce her all the way down onto the bed, her cheeks flush as her dark gaze fixes onto his own.

Besides, he's said the magic words that strikes straight to her heart.

I'm yours, he says. She knows he's not saying those words out of any obligation, or because she's his Master. And that's why she says aloud, her words hot and heavy: ]

First of all, you don't. . . have to refer to me with the honorific. Please.

If that's what you would like, then.

[Once again, the request is granted not because she is his master, but because he wants to give that control over to her. It's an act of love, not obligation. Even if what they have is really stretching the definition of 'love' a bit.

He keeps his eyes on her, watching her expression as he shifts a bit to slot one of his legs in between hers. It's nothing too intense yet, but a bit of pressure there might be a good idea, or so he thinks. This always felt nice for his male partners, to be intertwined like this, so maybe she will like it too.]

Inaba~

[There is a touch of singsong to his voice there, but it's mostly out of happiness rather than to tease. Saying her name like that, it feels nice. Almost as nice as it feels to press against her and get intimately close.]

[ Her heart seems to skip a beat both for a mixture of things. Both because of how tangled up they already are and how he says her name in a way that she's never heard anybody say it before. To be honest, she'd push it a little more to have him call her by first name, but it's embarrassing.

This is already making her embarrassed.

Which is made obvious how her breath hitches a bit and even pitches as she says his name, in a way that obviously longs for more. ]

Atsushi. . .

[ At the very least, she does seem to like everything he's given her so far. ]

[It doesn't really have to be this involved, technically. Mana transfer can be much more rigid and scientific, and actually tends to be for most master and servant pairs. It looks like a business transaction, and in some ways it really is. They could quickly get it over with, if that's what either of them wanted.

But now that they're here, Atsushi doesn't want that. As he's laying here with her, smoothing his hands over her chest and stomach while one of his legs rubs up against Inaba, he's very much aware of the fact that he wants to do more with her. That he actually wants to enjoy this moment.

So instead of responding verbally, he leans into so sing praises to her in another manner, pressing kisses into the soft skin on her neck. He'll refrain from leaving any marks there, but there might be a bit of tongue involved in those open-mouth kisses to her neck, leaving the skin there damp. And as he does that, both hands slide under her sweater, and his fingertips begin to paint patterns across the bare skin there.

He wants to take his time and make this moment memorable.]

[ While Inaba herself is very much aware that the act didn't necessarily have to be this involved, that it could have been just a simple emotionless sex and treated it like just another ritual, she didn't want her first time to be like that. And it's becoming evidently clear that Atsushi doesn't want it to be like that, either, so the feeling is mutual.

He doesn't have to say a single word for her to get that. Not when all his actions speak much louder to her than any words do, especially when she can feel her body shiver underneath his touch, her toes curling into the sheets, her breath shudder and shake the moment his lips catch the hollow of her neck. It's almost a bit overwhelming because there's just so much going on that her mind is swimming.

It's not necessarily a bad thing, however, as she tries her best to focus her mind on other, more important things, allowing her fingertips to dip a little lower, dancing down his chest and stomach to where the hem of his pants are, looking at him without saying a single word, her dark brown eyes searching for his approval.

Should she do it or did he want to? ]

[He feels her hands before he sees that look in her eyes, and he lets out a huff of amusement. Is she trying to get him fully naked before she even takes off her socks? Because that's what this feels like.

He doesn't seem to mind too much, though, because he gives her a little nod. Go ahead Inaba, do as you like. He's going to busy himself with working that sweater off of her, though. He's not going to be the only undressed person here.]

[ Hey, she's the (technical) Master here, she could probably get him completely undressed before she gets any of her clothes off and that would be fine with her but she is not wasting a Command Seal on something like this. That would be stupid and she would never hear the end of it.

But if he's letting her do as she wishes, just give her a moment to work on unbuttoning, unbuckling and unzipping the pants first before she moves her arms away from him to help Atsushi get the sweater off of her before tossing it to the side. Although now that it's gone, she's looking a little more flustered because he can actually see her slender, model-like body with plenty of curves to her, the only thing covering her upper half now being the dark lace bra that matched the color of her hair. ]

This is kind of embarrassing now. . .

[Atsushi wouldn't want her wasting a command seal on that anyway. Those things are valuable, and given how fully and completely he loses himself in the Beast sometimes, those command seals might be needed later.]

Nudity can be a bit embarrassing, I suppose.

[And then he pauses for a moment, humming thoughtfully.]

We could always do it still dressed? Or partially-dressed, I guess.

[Since it would be even sillier for them to both get dressed again at this point. Besides that, Atsushi is definitely enjoying the view of Inaba's body there, and he finds himself licking his lips in anticipation before he speaks.]

Though being naked has its uses too. Want to see?

[He's got ideas. Filthy ideas.]

"I suppose"...

[ She grumbles that quoted phrase out, pouting a little bit, although she doesn't make any sudden movements just yet, instead just eyeing him rather carefully and curiously.

With the way he says it... ]

Show me.

[ Even with as shy as she is, her words come off as a demand rather than a request, wanting to see exactly what sort of ideas are going on in his mind. ]

[Sorry Inaba, he's a little less nervous about it since he's had sex before. Besides, he's pretty sure she's about to be distracted anyway. Because one of the benefits to undressing is a lot, lot more skin to kiss.

He ends up sliding between her legs first, so he can get nice and close to her. He still has his boxers on, but there's a lot of bare skin out there for him as well, and he tends to run warm as it is. So he presses close to Inaba, letting his hands slide along her sides and up past her shoulders, eventually planting them on either side of Inaba's head. Then he goes for the juncture at her collarbone, leaning in to kiss and suck gently at it. A little attention there to show what he means, mostly.]

[ You're not sorry at all.

But if the plan is to distract Inaba, it certainly is working, as she feels the warmth of his body against her own, another sign that he's alive, even if the back if her mind tells her that he's a Heroic Spirit and that this moment is something that's fleeting and won't last in the end.

But she won't think about that right now. If she does, she'll only make herself sad.

Instead, she focuses on the moment, on how his hands running up her sides make her shudder with anticipation, how he can feel the flush of her cheeks once they stop at the side of her face. For a second, she wonders what more he's going to do, but she isn't even given the chance to voice that thought when he suddenly dives back in to kiss her skin.

Oh.

This is nice. She can't help but let out needy sounds when he does that, unable to say anything coherent; just leaning into it a little to show him that she likes that. She likes it a lot. ]

[Yeah, none of those thoughts of 'what comes next' or 'when this war ends they'll never see each other again.' Right now, this night is their night. And Atsushi plans on making the most of it.

Those sounds are encouraging, since if she's making needy noises then that's a good sign that she's too distracted to overthink things. So he keeps giving attention to her neck and collar bone. But as he does that, he shifts his weight a bit, leaning to let just one of his arms keep him propped up. With his other hand, he brings it down to encourage her leg to slip around his waist. With clothes still on both of them no sex will be happening quite yet, but he is absolutely going to rock down against her, testing the waters a bit.

Inaba might be able to notice just how 'excited' Atsushi is now too, if she missed the tenting in his boxers before.]

[ Overthinking will happen when she's a little more coherent and not distracted by the moment, her gaze following his every movement, although it's growing a little more difficult, the more attention that he seems to give her, only able to let out ragged breaths and desperate noises that betray how she usually was. High pitched in contrast to her normal lower register, something that nobody really gets to hear. Hell, he probably hasn't heard this kind of Inaba before, because she always put on the serious front most of the time.

But now she's way too distracted to even care about it, excitement pooling in the pit of her stomach, especially as he rocks against her. Even though she saw it earlier, it's much easier to notice like this. And she can't say that she hates it. No, it's the opposite; she's eager for more than this, as she rolls her hips up against his own in response, dragging out a rather elated sigh that speaks measures of how she seems to be enjoying herself. ]

Atsushi, please. . .

[ She manages those two words escaping her lips rather breathing with an obvious desire for what he wants to give her but doesn't state it outright. ]

[Even if he weren't her servant, there's no way he could deny Inaba right now.

He gives an affirmative noise, and he slides his hand up from Inaba's leg to her chest. They're not quite undressed, after all, and they'll have to untangle long enough to get out of the rest of their clothes. But as his hand slides over one of Inaba's breasts, he realizes something very important: he has no idea how bras work.

So, basically, he cups her boob and then stops for a moment. And then there's a confession murmured against her neck.]

Um...I might. Er.

This isn't a kind of clothing I'm familiar with.

[Please help him get your bra off, Inaba.]

[ Way to kill the moment in two seconds flat, Atsushi.

She kind of freezes up a bit at the sudden realization before letting out a huff in embarrassment, completely aware of her mistake before she just grabs his hand and tries to relax a bit. ]

Here, I'll show you. Don't let go of my hand and listen to me.

[ She'll guide him to her back and let him feel the clasp of her bra before explaining it. ]

Just unclasp that and then I can just slip off the straps.

[That is his one of his skills: Mood Killer B+.]

R-right.

[Give him a moment to fumble around with it, as the clasps are not the easiest thing to undo like this, but soon Inaba is free of her bra-constraints.

The skirt, at least, he won't have as much trouble with. Which just raises more questions.]

[ It's fine, Inaba's patient, although having practically no clothes on now makes her grow even more flustered, and she won't ask about the skirt.

No more mood killing for today. ]

I don't look weird like this, do I?

[ She can't help but ask, because she's feeling a little too self aware. ]

[What, Inaba wouldn't like the thought of Atsushi cross-dressing for an infiltration mission?

But anyway, Atsushi will take a moment to look Inaba over, really taking in the sight of her. He's seen nude women before, but he's never been with one, and especially not one he's felt so close to. Logically he knows her body is not perfect, but it sure does look perfect to him right now. It's enough to make his breath catch, at least.]

I think it's beautiful. You're beautiful.

[He's still sitting up, but he leans in now, reaching out to touch the newly-exposed skin. Even if Inaba's chest is significantly rounder than anything he has ever touched, it's got to be largely the same, right? And to test this, he reaches out to touch the soft skin, letting his thumb brush over one of Inaba's nipples.]

[ She would be down for him in a dress or skirt, but that obviously is not her first thought here.

Having him rove his eyes all over her body just makes her fluster, looking a little nervous until he tells her that she's beautiful and that just makes her swallow a lump in her throat.

Nobody's said that to her before, in front of her face. Sure, she knew that she was considered as such, that as the 'ice princess' at her school and people talked about how she has a model's body, but this is... different.

She isn't given much time to react, however, as she feels his warm hands on her chest, and how nice it is to have someone else touch her there. When his thumb rolls over her sensitive nipple, however, she can't help but let out a satisfied, shaky sigh. ]

You can touch me more, Atsushi... I want you to.

[ Her voice is practically breathless, but there's a bit of an edge to it, a desperation dripping there. ]

[He can hear that desperation, and it makes a shiver run down his spine.

It's so different this time, and not just because Inaba is a girl. His previous partners had all been so controlled during sex. No big reactions, nothing more than a sigh or a slight lilt to their words, or maybe a bit of shivering at orgasm. They had been in control, driving Atsushi mad with their touch, and yet they gave nothing in return.

But Inaba, she's different. Whether it's because of her inexperience or just that she's a different person from the others, she's showing him so much. It makes his heart feel light, and it drives him to want to do everything and anything for her. Including showing her just how much she's affecting him.]

R-right, I want to touch you too.

[He takes a moment to wet his thumb in his mouth, but soon he's rolling her nipple underneath it, swirling it around to try and get it nice and firm. His other hand joins the first too, giving attention to both of her breasts. He also remembers her reaction earlier, and he presses his hips close to hers. He's not grinding now- he doesn't have the proper leverage to do that currently- but he does press up against her firmly, giving her something to grind down against if she chooses to do so. And as he does that, he watches her with a flushed face, eager to see her reactions.]

[ Even if she did have any experience, she would wind up showing him this much, because that's just the kind of person she is; emotional to a fault in spite of how she usually acted normally.

And she actually likes being able to open herself like this.

In a way, it's honestly rather freeing. She doesn't have to pretend or overthink or act like this. In the moment, she isn't the ice princess at the school, or the failure of a magus.

She's just Inaba, and that's all that matters right now. Although she's going back to being flustered over how he nervously stutters that admission out, even as it sends a shudder coursing through her, a shaky breath passing her lips as she keeps her hands on his shoulders as leverage.

But if he wanted reactions, he's going to get plenty, since Inaba isn't the kind of person to be quiet, at least not entirely. Because she's definitely going to make quite a bit of noise against him, slow, needy moans that only seem to increase in volume as time passes. And if he wants her to grind against him because he's so close?

She'll give it to him in spades, both her cheeks and the tips of her ears completely red now as her gaze fixes on his own before she speaks up again. ]

Hey, you said I could touch you too, right? Show me.

[ Teach her, Atsushi. She wants to return the favor. ]

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject