[Any residual thoughts fade as she straddles him, with her teasing words making his throat feel dry. His lower half lifts slightly for a moment, the ache there only increasing.]
Your shirt? [If his voice is just slightly higher, sue him. He's never done this before, not with anyone, although Scott isn't sure if he wants to admit something like that to her. He's sure that Kotone won't laugh, but also, he's probably pretty obvious already.] I mean, uh, taking it off.
[His eyes slip close for a couple of seconds when her lips close around his fingers, a soft noise escaping him as he lets the pads of his fingertips rest against her. As tempting as it to just shut his eyes and take in every sensation, he doesn't want to stop looking at Kotone either and Scott reopens them with a deepened flush.
His hand that's around her waist slowly starts to lift her shirt up, almost shyly. He's like 90% sure he's reading the room right, but in case he didn't or she changes her mind...]
[Even before he's finished saying the word "shirt," she's shrugging off the oversized flannel she'd been wearing to reveal the t-shirt underneath. Slowly, she draws back, releasing his fingers with one final lick and a playful quirk of her eyebrows.]
Only if you take yours off, too!
[It's only fair! But she leans back, just enough to make it easier for him to take her shirt off for her. He'd already started, and it would be a shame to deprive him of it. Plus, she knows the light pink bra she's wearing underneath is cute, if a bit simple with just a little white bow in the center. It's not that she'd picked it out specifically because she was hoping for this, but you know-! Just in case.]
Or you can get mine, and I'll get yours. [Just the faintest hint of a laugh in her voice, because she doesn't want him to take this seriously. If they can't laugh and have fun with it, what's even the point? Her cheeks flush with anticipation as she raises her arms, hoping she looks more seductive than stupid.]
[He can work on his jacket and shirt, which honestly, with how heated he's starting to feel, would be a nice balm, but he still toys with the bottom of her shirt as she leans back. Finish what you started, right?]
Yeah, sounds like it'd be fun.
[Still definitely not the smoothest, but it's clear that the teen is fully enjoying himself, and as Kotone raises her arms, he gently grips the bottom of her shirt with both hands and starts pulling it over her head, revealing the pale skin underneath, before promptly tossing her shirt on the ground. SORRY KOTONE....
He doesn't really care where he tosses clothes normally, he's definitely not going to think about it when Kotone is straddling him half-naked.
He's not sure how events have led up this, and maybe things are going a little fast, but Scott doesn't want to stop either. Not as he takes in Kotone's bare upper half-- with the exception of her bra, the only article of clothing that's covering her and denying him a full view.]
Jesus you're cute. [He still has that flustered look to him, but there's some level of confidence that's back in him.] When I said to pick a cute outfit, didn't know you go all out.
[Sounds like fun. That's all she wanted to hear, and she laughs with equal parts anticipation and relief. Her skin prickles beneath his touch, vaguely ticklish beneath the warmth of his hands and drawing another flush to her skin as she grins down at him. She knows she's cute. Not as cute as Yukari, maybe, and not as sophisticatedly beautiful as Mitsuru, but she can't be half bad herself, right?
The lack of shirt reveals a small collection of scars across her skin. None of them stand out as anything other than the normal nicks and healed cuts from an active athletic and combatant except for two more recent scars. One stretches just over her shoulder, hinting at a longer, jagged slice that had healed against her back. The other is a small starburst near her right breast, mostly hidden beneath her bra, that looks suspiciously like she'd been shot.
She doesn't acknowledge them or even seem to think about them at all as she grins down at him, fingers picking into the lapels of his jacket and trying to tug him up off the bed so she can get him at the right angle to start working it off.]
I wanted to look cute for you! [she teases with another laugh. C'mon, get up! Jacket off!]
[Scars are pretty normal, especially when the person in question is fighting battles and everything back home, and he's far from being disgusted by them, but the two recent marks against her skin draws his attention and focus, somewhat lowering the flush that's been almost painted on his cheeks for the last few minutes. They look healed, but he can't but wonder where they're from, and Scott finds himself reaching his hand out to lightly press his fingers on her shoulder scar first, his shaded eyes looking up at her with unspoken concern.
She's definitely fine, if going by the fact that she's gripping his jacket and trying to get up him, but Scott manages to resist her pull, at least for the moment, as he offers her a lopsided smile.]
[It doesn't hurt, but it does surprise her a little as she glances toward his hand on her shoulder, settling her weight on her hands against his shoulders if he wants to resist. What's he looking at...? Oh.]
Yeah! [And then, before she can stop herself, it slips out,] Goro wanted to duel me once.
[She... hadn't really intended to tell him that, but it's okay. It's Scott, after all-! Keeping secrets from him isn't really necessary anymore, not after what they'd been through in the maze. She takes his hand in hers and brings it around so he can trace the length of the scar tissue along her shoulder blade, shivering a little with the warmth of his hand against her skin.]
[Really, nothing is a bigger boner mood killer than hearing Akechi's name being uttered. Scott miraculously manages to stop himself from groaning distastefully, mostly because his worry still edges out his disdain, and continues to follow the line of the raised tissue, feeling the different texture. Weird to think that scars are pretty common, but yeah, he's definitely never done something like this with anyone before.
It feels so intimate somehow.]
Why the hell did he do that? Prove who is a better Persona wielder?
[Wait, why is he even asking about this? Scott would very much prefer to go back to undressing and not think about the detective prince, but... he just... wants to be sure that everything's okay.] And you accepted, Kotone?
[It's strange, feeling his fingers graze against the less-sensitive scar tissue compared to her unblemished skin. She'd never really noticed before under her own hands in the shower, but it feels weirdly nice to feel even that little bit exposed. She exhales softly, leaning just that little bit more into his touch and closing her eyes to enjoy it. It's kind of personal to talk about that kind of thing, but still, it feels right to talk about with him.]
He has a whole rivalry thing with Akira. 'Cause me and Thanatos messed up Akira back then, he wanted to see if somebody who could beat Akira could also beat him... or something.
[Really, she still doesn't truly understand everything that goes on in Goro's mind, but he's the Justice arcana. They've got some weird stuff going on, as far as she knows. Like, Ken is her only other point of reference and- whew! Anyway, in answer to his second question,]
It seemed really important to him. [To accept. So of course she had, even though it's not like she'd really wanted to fight him.] I won, though.
[Rivalry with Akira, huh? ...So, he's a Persona guy too, most likely. Something to put in the back of his mind for now, mostly in a 'cool, found another one.'
His fingers stall just momentarily when she brings up Thanatos, because he remembers that towering figure still, how fucking terrified he was of it. He doesn't want to think about that time, but in a strange dumb way, they somehow got closer from that encounter? And then they kept on talking after that...
He resumes trailing his fingers along the healed wound, reaching as far as he can down her back while still feeling the scar. It's longer than he imagined. It almost makes him want to find Akechi later and punch him, but he smiles against her when she mentions that she won.]
You'd kick his ass any day. [...] You don't have to get involved with his bullshit though, you know? Don't really care about his stupid complexes.
[He doesn't want to ask about the other scar on her though, not now, so Scott playfully tugs the back of her bra.] How do you get this off anyway?
[What do you mean he hasn't removed his jacket yet--]
It's okay! [And she means that genuinely as she opens her eyes and gives him a smile.] We're friends now.
[But yeah, that's enough about Akechi. She laughs and grabs his hands in both of hers, pinning them down to the bed with a grin.]
Uh-uh. Not until you get your shirt off!
[Talking about Akechi might have dampened Scott's mood, but it doesn't seem to have bothered her any if the sparkle in her eye is any indication. Never mind that she made it actually impossible for him to take his shirt off by pinning him like this...? An impasse that she seems to be challenging him to get out of.]
[It's not a surprise to hear that she's friends even with that asshole, but whatever!! It doesn't matter right now, maybe not even in general, and he can't help but laugh slightly when she pins his hands to the mattress, struggling half-heartedly against her grasp.]
Guess you caught me.
[While Scott's still not back at his former point, he's slowly getting back into this, a light tease to his lips as he looks up at her.] Not sure how I'm gonna get my shirt off like this though.
[She hums with a playful lilt to her voice and leans down without letting go of his hands to kiss him deeply again. As much as she wants to let go of his hands and let him touch her, this is kind of fun by itself! Not that he couldn't get out if he tried, but that's not the point.
It's not until she runs out of air that she finally breaks the kiss, breath coming in little gasps as she tries to catch it without losing her grin.]
I'm sure you'll figure something out! [she teases, loosening her grip just a little against his wrists as she leans down to kiss him again.]
[He leans up so that their lips can touch, his mouth parting almost instinctively to let their kiss deepen, feeling more comfortable compared to last time. Seeing that 'last time' was his first real kiss, it's probably natural he's more confident with this and he lightly presses her tongue with his. Doesn't stop a small noise from leaving him though.
So much for trying to break free. Look, he's... really enjoying himself, even though the thought of getting Kotone more undressed excites him.
Scott lets a few laughs escape him once more, although it comes off slightly winded, as he's trying to catch his breath as well.]
Yeah-- okay.
[He grins up at her as they resume kissing, but as she loosens her grip, he uses enough strength to pull his wrists away, before grabbing her arms and rolling them, until he's on top and grinning at her.] How's that?
[She shrieks a little at the suddenness of it, but starts laughing almost immediately, even as her back hits the bed and she smiles brightly up at him. He did make a mistake by not pinning her hands, though, so she's immediately leaning up on her hands to kiss him again, just a quick kiss as if to reward him for taking the initiative before flopping back down and grinning up at him.]
Jacket and shirt, please! [She playfully stretches her arms high over her head and props a foot up on the edge of the mattress to get more comfortable, fully intending on just watching him take it off.] The sooner you take it off, the sooner you can kiss me again!
[She can't help but laugh a little at it, though, because it sounds ridiculous. Like, what kind of weird bargain is this?? Still, it's funny, which means it's worth it.]
[His smile practically stretches across his face as he looks down at her, suddenly feeling so lucky to have Kotone like this. He's still not entirely sure what all this is, but he can't stop the affection from reaching his voice even as she demands him to take off his shirt.]
Yes ma'am.
[He also teases, but as if he needs more encouragement than this.
Heat rises to his cheeks, because while he's not really embarrassed about his body or anything, he still can't help but be just slightly self-conscious-- it's the first time he's undressing in front of a girl, after all. However, he doesn't want to spoil the mood, and starts shrugging off his jacket, tossing it haphazardly on the floor, before working on his shirt, his fingers shaking just slightly as he grips the bottom of the cloth before yanking it over his head.
He's a normal teen that's gotten a decent amount of regular exercise, but it's clear that he really hasn't experienced anything too hard himself, judging that his skin is mostly clear of any scars. Maybe a couple, but they're just faded ones from some stupid childhood activity, rather than fighting to save the world or anything like that.]
So, totally get to kiss you again, right? [His grin turns almost shy, but he leans down, taking care not to put his weight on her, before pressing his lips against hers.]
[He sounds so disgustingly fond that the clear affection can't help but bring a deeper flush to her face, creeping up her ears and down her neck as she laughs again for lack of any real response. Seeing him without a shirt just reminds her how normal he is -- and that's a good thing. No weird duel-scars or cognitive bullet wounds, but just... normal. Something it feels like she's only rarely gotten to experience.
She beckons for him with a teasing smile instead of words, but apparently he doesn't even need it to move closer, her lips parting under his with a noise equal parts wanting and demanding. Her arms wrap around his bare shoulders to either pull him closer or pull herself to him, whichever winds up being easier. Her fingertips skate down his back as far as she can reach before tracing back up his chest, his neck, to settle gently against his cheeks again to hold him closer.
She was supposed to take her bra off, right...? Eh, later! He can get it if he really wants.]
[Maybe for the first time, he can actually see that Kotone is flushed beneath him. It's often hard to tell these subtle changes, since everything is already red for him, but the slightest different shade that's coating her face and neck stands out.
And she's looking at him with that flushed expression.
Scott can't stop himself from shivering just lightly when her arms wrap around his shoulders, letting himself be pulled closer to her and deepening their kiss. He can feel parts of his skin rise slightly as he feels her fingers trail down his back, before sliding up his chest, the touch against his bare skin causing him to groan just lightly in her mouth, only pulling away to take a breath and smile against her right hand that's now cupping his cheek.
He feels almost content just doing this, but as he shifts his body against hers, with his lower half growing more interested, he knows that he'd more than okay with more. But before any of that...
With his smile turning into a light smirk, Scott reaches down to lightly lift one of her bra straps, before releasing it to let it playfully slap back against her skin again.]
So. You really wanna do this? [Maybe a silly question to ask now of all times, but he just wants to be sure.]
Ow! [It doesn't actually hurt, but the snap of her bra snap does surprise a laugh out of her as she lightly swats at his arm before grabbing by the wrist. But the truth rises easily to her lips at his question, tilting her head a little against the bed as if to give herself a better angle as she grins up at him.]
Yeah. Do you?
[She guides his hand to rest just above her stomach, within easy reach of her breasts. Even with her being the one moving his hand, she can't help the breathy little inhale she has to take at the warmth of his hand against her skin, muscles twitching lightly under his fingers. Leaning up on her arms, she reaches behind herself and undoes the clasp, grinning playfully up at him as she pointedly leaves the bra hanging from its straps. Look, she did the hard part for him! He can remove the rest on his own.]
If it's with you, I'd do a lot of things, [she adds with a mischievous sparkle in her eyes. While true, it's not like she expects him to be super adventurous or anything. She just wants to see him react!]
[She answered that so easily, which, maybe isn't surprising, but Scott can feel his neck and cheeks flush just a bit more because this is really happening, huh?]
Y-yeah.
[Despite the slight stutter, Scott looks certain as well, letting her guide his hand until it rests above her stomach, and he takes advantage to start stroking the skin there, partly to try and calm himself and because he just wants to. He... wants to be with her, physically and... everything, really. Maybe he's putting way too much into this, but it's not like Scott can fully stop himself either.
And she said she'd want to do a lot of things too with him. Scott's not sure what that fully means yet.]
Same here.
[At least helping to pull her bra off puts those more serious thoughts away, because also, he's a 17 year old teenager and he clasps the bottom of the undergarment to start pulling it up and away from her chest.]
[Aaaw, he didn't get as flustered as she was hoping. Maybe he's reached the max limit of how much she can fluster him at once? Or maybe he's just distracted. Either way, she can't help but flush a little deeper as he pulls her bra away. Something about how slow and deliberate it is makes it feel more embarrassing somehow-! It's a dumb thing to get embarrassed about when she already has him shirtless over her, though, so she doesn't try to say anything in her own defense or cover herself up.
It does fully reveal the scar from the bullet that had pierced her chest back in the maze, though, a round, faint starburst at the swell of her breast. As before, though, she doesn't seem to think anything of it, shifting a little beneath him; if anything, she's a little self-conscious, because she'd put her chest size at solidly average. Junpei had seemed to think she'd looked good in her bathing suit, but she's nothing compared to Mitsuru! And Junpei thought all the girls looked good, anyway, so his opinion can't be trusted!
Well, nothing for it but to ask-]
Like what you see? [Ugh, it sounds so stereotypical, but she really wants to know. Or, well, she really wants to hear him say it, more like, as she reaches out to pluck her bra from his hands and toss it somewhere vaguely in the direction of her clothes basket.]
[It's definitely the first time he's seen a girl like this, well, if you don't count stupid magazines and everything-- definitely no real breathing person. Is it stupid or cheesy to even call her breasts cute? Probably, but that's the only thing going through Scott's mind, besides 'holy shit' and 'fucking hot.'
Huh? Oh, she asked him a question and Scott dumbly nods, letting her toss the bra elsewhere as he continues to stare at her chest, with not a stich of clothing or anything to hide her from his attentive gaze. It's extremely obvious that he's staring, and (hopefully) not in a bad way.]
Fuck-- yes, I mean, yeah. Totally.
[He sounds so lame but Scott really doesn't care right now for once. Instead, he puts his whole focus on her, trailing his hand upward, first to trace the scar that's faintly visible on her, before sliding his fingertip along the curve of her breast, but he doesn't yet touch where she probably most wants him to. Is he teasing her? Maybe, but Scott probably doesn't even realize it.]
[She can't help but laugh a little breathlessly under his stare. Like, it's stupid to be relieved over that kind of answer, right? If there'd been any doubt he thought she was attractive, they would never have ended up in this situation in the first place!
Then he's touching her, and she squirms a little beneath his hand as if she could wordlessly encourage him to be a little more daring. Someone like Scott has probably never done anything like this before, has he? There's a part of her that almost -- almost! -- grabs his hand to put it exactly where she wants it, but she doesn't want to force it. Her chest rises and falls quickly beneath his hand with each breath, and she can't quite stop the little noise of frustration as she squirms again.]
C'mon... [Just that little bit of encouragement is enough, right? Is he teasing her on purpose?]
[While he can ask about the scar that's on her breast, Scott honestly doesn't want to talk more right now, at least not about her injuries or anything that happened in the past. He has her beneath him, panting and squirming under his touch, and really, there's no fucking way he's going to stop this by sidelining into another conversation. Kotone doesn't look like she really wants to talk either and the thought causes him to smile and flush, his cheeks reddening further. He lets his finger continue on for a couple more seconds until he apparently has had enough of this as well, with his hand coming up to cover her left breast and gently squeezing it.
He doesn't hesitate to bring his other hand up as well, although he skips any hints of teasing this time, and lets his fingers trail straight up, until they reach the pink nipple perking up and squeezing it lightly as well.]
[The scar can be a conversation for Later, or maybe never! At the moment, she exhales sharply when he squeezes her breast, her head falling back to the bed as her lips part in a ragged inhale and her eyes flutter closed. Another breath, and she opens her mouth again to try to tell him that he doesn't have to be so gentle -- then he squeezes her nipple and anything she might have said is lost in a moan. Her hips arch off the bed a little more by instinct than intent, her toes curling just the slightest bit as she tenses beneath his hands.]
Y-yeah, that's good, keep doing that- [she breathes, feeling her cheeks heating up even more under his attention. But Akira had liked the encouragement, so even if it feels a little silly, she wants to see if it's something Scott likes, too.]
[Seeing her gasp and moan is enough encouragement on its own, and Scott continues to stroke and massage the nipple that's in his fingers, his eyes not entirely sure if they want to focus on her chest or her face. They both cause him to flush, and not only does he feel it paint down his neck, but he shifts uncomfortably in his jeans for a moment, because fuck. She's so hot and he wants to see her react even more.]
Y-yeah?
[He stammers lightly, some of that new found confidence turning shy just a bit, but it's clear that her words have their intended effect. H-he's not fucking up, he's really pleasing her-- she's flushed because of him and really, that's the only thing running through his mind. Feeling a little bold now, Scott moves the hand that's been covering her breast to lightly cup it and leaning down slowly until his mouth lets a small exhale against her, before placing a kiss against the tip.]
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Your shirt? [If his voice is just slightly higher, sue him. He's never done this before, not with anyone, although Scott isn't sure if he wants to admit something like that to her. He's sure that Kotone won't laugh, but also, he's probably pretty obvious already.] I mean, uh, taking it off.
[His eyes slip close for a couple of seconds when her lips close around his fingers, a soft noise escaping him as he lets the pads of his fingertips rest against her. As tempting as it to just shut his eyes and take in every sensation, he doesn't want to stop looking at Kotone either and Scott reopens them with a deepened flush.
His hand that's around her waist slowly starts to lift her shirt up, almost shyly. He's like 90% sure he's reading the room right, but in case he didn't or she changes her mind...]
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Only if you take yours off, too!
[It's only fair! But she leans back, just enough to make it easier for him to take her shirt off for her. He'd already started, and it would be a shame to deprive him of it. Plus, she knows the light pink bra she's wearing underneath is cute, if a bit simple with just a little white bow in the center. It's not that she'd picked it out specifically because she was hoping for this, but you know-! Just in case.]
Or you can get mine, and I'll get yours. [Just the faintest hint of a laugh in her voice, because she doesn't want him to take this seriously. If they can't laugh and have fun with it, what's even the point? Her cheeks flush with anticipation as she raises her arms, hoping she looks more seductive than stupid.]
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Yeah, sounds like it'd be fun.
[Still definitely not the smoothest, but it's clear that the teen is fully enjoying himself, and as Kotone raises her arms, he gently grips the bottom of her shirt with both hands and starts pulling it over her head, revealing the pale skin underneath, before promptly tossing her shirt on the ground. SORRY KOTONE....
He doesn't really care where he tosses clothes normally, he's definitely not going to think about it when Kotone is straddling him half-naked.
He's not sure how events have led up this, and maybe things are going a little fast, but Scott doesn't want to stop either. Not as he takes in Kotone's bare upper half-- with the exception of her bra, the only article of clothing that's covering her and denying him a full view.]
Jesus you're cute. [He still has that flustered look to him, but there's some level of confidence that's back in him.] When I said to pick a cute outfit, didn't know you go all out.
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The lack of shirt reveals a small collection of scars across her skin. None of them stand out as anything other than the normal nicks and healed cuts from an active athletic and combatant except for two more recent scars. One stretches just over her shoulder, hinting at a longer, jagged slice that had healed against her back. The other is a small starburst near her right breast, mostly hidden beneath her bra, that looks suspiciously like she'd been shot.
She doesn't acknowledge them or even seem to think about them at all as she grins down at him, fingers picking into the lapels of his jacket and trying to tug him up off the bed so she can get him at the right angle to start working it off.]
I wanted to look cute for you! [she teases with another laugh. C'mon, get up! Jacket off!]
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She's definitely fine, if going by the fact that she's gripping his jacket and trying to get up him, but Scott manages to resist her pull, at least for the moment, as he offers her a lopsided smile.]
Everything's okay?
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Yeah! [And then, before she can stop herself, it slips out,] Goro wanted to duel me once.
[She... hadn't really intended to tell him that, but it's okay. It's Scott, after all-! Keeping secrets from him isn't really necessary anymore, not after what they'd been through in the maze. She takes his hand in hers and brings it around so he can trace the length of the scar tissue along her shoulder blade, shivering a little with the warmth of his hand against her skin.]
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bonermood killer than hearing Akechi's name being uttered. Scott miraculously manages to stop himself from groaning distastefully, mostly because his worry still edges out his disdain, and continues to follow the line of the raised tissue, feeling the different texture. Weird to think that scars are pretty common, but yeah, he's definitely never done something like this with anyone before.It feels so intimate somehow.]
Why the hell did he do that? Prove who is a better Persona wielder?
[Wait, why is he even asking about this? Scott would very much prefer to go back to undressing and not think about the detective prince, but... he just... wants to be sure that everything's okay.] And you accepted, Kotone?
[He raises an eyebrow at her.]
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He has a whole rivalry thing with Akira. 'Cause me and Thanatos messed up Akira back then, he wanted to see if somebody who could beat Akira could also beat him... or something.
[Really, she still doesn't truly understand everything that goes on in Goro's mind, but he's the Justice arcana. They've got some weird stuff going on, as far as she knows. Like, Ken is her only other point of reference and- whew! Anyway, in answer to his second question,]
It seemed really important to him. [To accept. So of course she had, even though it's not like she'd really wanted to fight him.] I won, though.
[Not according to Goro, but-]
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His fingers stall just momentarily when she brings up Thanatos, because he remembers that towering figure still, how fucking terrified he was of it. He doesn't want to think about that time, but in a strange dumb way, they somehow got closer from that encounter? And then they kept on talking after that...
He resumes trailing his fingers along the healed wound, reaching as far as he can down her back while still feeling the scar. It's longer than he imagined. It almost makes him want to find Akechi later and punch him, but he smiles against her when she mentions that she won.]
You'd kick his ass any day. [...] You don't have to get involved with his bullshit though, you know? Don't really care about his stupid complexes.
[He doesn't want to ask about the other scar on her though, not now, so Scott playfully tugs the back of her bra.] How do you get this off anyway?
[What do you mean he hasn't removed his jacket yet--]
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[But yeah, that's enough about Akechi. She laughs and grabs his hands in both of hers, pinning them down to the bed with a grin.]
Uh-uh. Not until you get your shirt off!
[Talking about Akechi might have dampened Scott's mood, but it doesn't seem to have bothered her any if the sparkle in her eye is any indication. Never mind that she made it actually impossible for him to take his shirt off by pinning him like this...? An impasse that she seems to be challenging him to get out of.]
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Guess you caught me.
[While Scott's still not back at his former point, he's slowly getting back into this, a light tease to his lips as he looks up at her.] Not sure how I'm gonna get my shirt off like this though.
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It's not until she runs out of air that she finally breaks the kiss, breath coming in little gasps as she tries to catch it without losing her grin.]
I'm sure you'll figure something out! [she teases, loosening her grip just a little against his wrists as she leans down to kiss him again.]
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So much for trying to break free. Look, he's... really enjoying himself, even though the thought of getting Kotone more undressed excites him.
Scott lets a few laughs escape him once more, although it comes off slightly winded, as he's trying to catch his breath as well.]
Yeah-- okay.
[He grins up at her as they resume kissing, but as she loosens her grip, he uses enough strength to pull his wrists away, before grabbing her arms and rolling them, until he's on top and grinning at her.] How's that?
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Jacket and shirt, please! [She playfully stretches her arms high over her head and props a foot up on the edge of the mattress to get more comfortable, fully intending on just watching him take it off.] The sooner you take it off, the sooner you can kiss me again!
[She can't help but laugh a little at it, though, because it sounds ridiculous. Like, what kind of weird bargain is this?? Still, it's funny, which means it's worth it.]
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Yes ma'am.
[He also teases, but as if he needs more encouragement than this.
Heat rises to his cheeks, because while he's not really embarrassed about his body or anything, he still can't help but be just slightly self-conscious-- it's the first time he's undressing in front of a girl, after all. However, he doesn't want to spoil the mood, and starts shrugging off his jacket, tossing it haphazardly on the floor, before working on his shirt, his fingers shaking just slightly as he grips the bottom of the cloth before yanking it over his head.
He's a normal teen that's gotten a decent amount of regular exercise, but it's clear that he really hasn't experienced anything too hard himself, judging that his skin is mostly clear of any scars. Maybe a couple, but they're just faded ones from some stupid childhood activity, rather than fighting to save the world or anything like that.]
So, totally get to kiss you again, right? [His grin turns almost shy, but he leans down, taking care not to put his weight on her, before pressing his lips against hers.]
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She beckons for him with a teasing smile instead of words, but apparently he doesn't even need it to move closer, her lips parting under his with a noise equal parts wanting and demanding. Her arms wrap around his bare shoulders to either pull him closer or pull herself to him, whichever winds up being easier. Her fingertips skate down his back as far as she can reach before tracing back up his chest, his neck, to settle gently against his cheeks again to hold him closer.
She was supposed to take her bra off, right...? Eh, later! He can get it if he really wants.]
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And she's looking at him with that flushed expression.
Scott can't stop himself from shivering just lightly when her arms wrap around his shoulders, letting himself be pulled closer to her and deepening their kiss. He can feel parts of his skin rise slightly as he feels her fingers trail down his back, before sliding up his chest, the touch against his bare skin causing him to groan just lightly in her mouth, only pulling away to take a breath and smile against her right hand that's now cupping his cheek.
He feels almost content just doing this, but as he shifts his body against hers, with his lower half growing more interested, he knows that he'd more than okay with more. But before any of that...
With his smile turning into a light smirk, Scott reaches down to lightly lift one of her bra straps, before releasing it to let it playfully slap back against her skin again.]
So. You really wanna do this? [Maybe a silly question to ask now of all times, but he just wants to be sure.]
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Yeah. Do you?
[She guides his hand to rest just above her stomach, within easy reach of her breasts. Even with her being the one moving his hand, she can't help the breathy little inhale she has to take at the warmth of his hand against her skin, muscles twitching lightly under his fingers. Leaning up on her arms, she reaches behind herself and undoes the clasp, grinning playfully up at him as she pointedly leaves the bra hanging from its straps. Look, she did the hard part for him! He can remove the rest on his own.]
If it's with you, I'd do a lot of things, [she adds with a mischievous sparkle in her eyes. While true, it's not like she expects him to be super adventurous or anything. She just wants to see him react!]
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Y-yeah.
[Despite the slight stutter, Scott looks certain as well, letting her guide his hand until it rests above her stomach, and he takes advantage to start stroking the skin there, partly to try and calm himself and because he just wants to. He... wants to be with her, physically and... everything, really. Maybe he's putting way too much into this, but it's not like Scott can fully stop himself either.
And she said she'd want to do a lot of things too with him. Scott's not sure what that fully means yet.]
Same here.
[At least helping to pull her bra off puts those more serious thoughts away, because also, he's a 17 year old teenager and he clasps the bottom of the undergarment to start pulling it up and away from her chest.]
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It does fully reveal the scar from the bullet that had pierced her chest back in the maze, though, a round, faint starburst at the swell of her breast. As before, though, she doesn't seem to think anything of it, shifting a little beneath him; if anything, she's a little self-conscious, because she'd put her chest size at solidly average. Junpei had seemed to think she'd looked good in her bathing suit, but she's nothing compared to Mitsuru! And Junpei thought all the girls looked good, anyway, so his opinion can't be trusted!
Well, nothing for it but to ask-]
Like what you see? [Ugh, it sounds so stereotypical, but she really wants to know. Or, well, she really wants to hear him say it, more like, as she reaches out to pluck her bra from his hands and toss it somewhere vaguely in the direction of her clothes basket.]
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Huh? Oh, she asked him a question and Scott dumbly nods, letting her toss the bra elsewhere as he continues to stare at her chest, with not a stich of clothing or anything to hide her from his attentive gaze. It's extremely obvious that he's staring, and (hopefully) not in a bad way.]
Fuck-- yes, I mean, yeah. Totally.
[He sounds so lame but Scott really doesn't care right now for once. Instead, he puts his whole focus on her, trailing his hand upward, first to trace the scar that's faintly visible on her, before sliding his fingertip along the curve of her breast, but he doesn't yet touch where she probably most wants him to. Is he teasing her? Maybe, but Scott probably doesn't even realize it.]
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Then he's touching her, and she squirms a little beneath his hand as if she could wordlessly encourage him to be a little more daring. Someone like Scott has probably never done anything like this before, has he? There's a part of her that almost -- almost! -- grabs his hand to put it exactly where she wants it, but she doesn't want to force it. Her chest rises and falls quickly beneath his hand with each breath, and she can't quite stop the little noise of frustration as she squirms again.]
C'mon... [Just that little bit of encouragement is enough, right? Is he teasing her on purpose?]
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He doesn't hesitate to bring his other hand up as well, although he skips any hints of teasing this time, and lets his fingers trail straight up, until they reach the pink nipple perking up and squeezing it lightly as well.]
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Y-yeah, that's good, keep doing that- [she breathes, feeling her cheeks heating up even more under his attention. But Akira had liked the encouragement, so even if it feels a little silly, she wants to see if it's something Scott likes, too.]
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Y-yeah?
[He stammers lightly, some of that new found confidence turning shy just a bit, but it's clear that her words have their intended effect. H-he's not fucking up, he's really pleasing her-- she's flushed because of him and really, that's the only thing running through his mind. Feeling a little bold now, Scott moves the hand that's been covering her breast to lightly cup it and leaning down slowly until his mouth lets a small exhale against her, before placing a kiss against the tip.]
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oh yeah nsfw... like 10 comments ago jflkane
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