[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.]
Yeah, [she manages, letting out a startled little cry when she feels his lips against her nipple. If he wants encouragement, that's what she'll give him, letting both hands skate along his bare upper back before tracing up the back of his neck and twining into his hair as if to keep him right there. She's never considered herself an attention-seeker, but it feels really, really good to have someone's attention entirely on her. To have Scott's attention entirely on her.
She arches her back a little with another soft little noise to try to encourage him without words to go further, shifting her weight on the bed to hook one of her legs around his as if she could somehow pull him closer. Not the best angle, but there's so much she wants to do and only so much of him she can reach as they are right now.]
[The grip in his hair is unexpected and he lightly groans, mostly from the slight demand, because the hold isn't painful or anything, just the implication that she wants him there and paying attention makes him hot. Scott's not sure what that says about him, that he enjoys being bossed around in bed, but uh, guess he's finding new things about himself with each minute. Honestly, he didn't think he get this far with any girl before graduating high school at least.]
Um, let me know if uh, it's... too much or something. Or if I'm doing something you don't like.
[It feels a little ridiculous saying that right now, especially with her hand still gripping his strands and her leg around his, but he just wants to be sure!! Also, he's saying all this to her boob and it's a little silly.
His tongue darts out to skirt the skin around her nipple at first, and it's not like he expected Kotone to also taste cute as well, but he finds himself wanting more anyway, determined to take in every part of her that he can reach. He slides his tongue over to her tip once more, teasing her and leaving wet trails to the open air, before he slowly closes his lips around her nipple. And sucks lightly.
Scott hasn't mastered the idea of multitasking though, because his other hand has stilled on her breast. It's mostly more instinct than anything else that he shifts his lower body against hers, and grinds slightly, suddenly feeling a little desperate to get some pressure there.]
[Wow, getting to imagine life after graduation. Couldn't be her!
Still, she doesn't miss that little groan when she twines her fingers gently into his hair, filing that away to remember later. She wants to learn more about what he likes, what feels good for him, what's fun for him -- but not enough to stop him from doing what he's doing. Wait, he said something, what was it-]
Y-yeah, I will! [she promises quickly, torn between wanting to kiss him to try to reassure him, and wanting to see what he's going to do next. Luckily she doesn't have long to debate that, because she can feel his tongue against her skin, stealing away anything else she might have said in reassurance in another shuddering exhale. If anything her breathing gets shorter and faster, a few little whines escaping between breaths as her leg tightens around him and her fingers grip his hair.
A lower moan as he sucks on her nipple, and more by instinct than conscious intent, she pulls his head a little closer as if to encourage him to take more of her breast in his mouth. At the same time, he grinds down against her, and it's enough to make her dizzy as she rocks back against him almost desperately. But wait, there was something she'd wanted to say, even as her heel digs into the back of his leg hard enough to bruise.]
Y-you have to tell me if- if there's something you wanna do, o-or something you don't like, [she manages through shaky breaths. It's important, he has to know it goes both ways.]
[He hears her answer, and honestly, he doesn't feel the need to ask again because he's far more distracted with what he's doing now. She said she'll say something if she doesn't like it and really, that's all he needs to hear, because with every gasp and every whine that escapes her lips, he feels his need for her grow. It's hard to compare if he'd feel this way having sex with just any girl, but honestly, he's not going to think about that. Why would he??
A muffled, but still audible moan leaves Scott when she demands more from him, feeling her fingers tighten in his hair. Following her guidance, his head draws closer to her breast to take more, his tongue dedicatedly working to constantly tease her nipple that's resting entirely inside the warmth of his mouth now, while his hand that's cupping her squeezes every so often.
Just knowing that she wants more of him, more of what he's doing, and have her encouragingly be a bit more forceful while taking what she wants, it's fucking hot. Almost embarrassingly, he feels his boxers start to stick to his dick, with his jeans growing increasingly uncomfortable, a small whine of his own vibrating against the breast that's still inside his mouth, as he rubs his pelvis against hers in a rocking motion. He barely notices her heel digging into his leg, just desperate for her.
Eventually needing to breathe, Scott pulls his mouth away, panting softly against her, his breaths providing a light tickling sensation for a moment, before he straightens up just slightly to look down at her. It's also like he finally remembered that he has another hand as well, and he digs the tip of his finger into her breast, pushing down against the raised nipple as he stares at her saliva covered one with a deep flush, almost fascinated.
Oh right, she asked him something right? Or wanted him to promise as well.]
Oh, of course, yeah. [He answers with a slight shortness of breath. His mind may also be a little fried.]
[She tries lifting her shoulder a little, trying to remind him that she has two breasts, Scott-!! But honestly, the attention to just the one is enough that she doesn't push it too hard, tipping her head back against the bed and letting herself get lost in the heady heat of his mouth against sensitive skin and the rock of his hips against hers.
There's no stopping a quiet whine of disappointment when he draws back to breathe, opening her eyes to gaze up at him with hair disheveled and cheeks flushed a deep shade of red. Something about being with him, right now, having his attention totally focused on making her feel good, makes it feel more than times before with others. Maybe it's just because it's Scott, which is a little scary to think about. So she won't-!
But while he's distracted, she tugs gently at his hair again, trying to guide him up into an almost frantic kiss. Intense, but quick -- breaking the kiss, she leans up, lips against his ear, to whisper a demand,] Switch. Let me on top. [And as if to drive the point home, she wraps her legs around him and bucks her hips to try to force him over.]
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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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She arches her back a little with another soft little noise to try to encourage him without words to go further, shifting her weight on the bed to hook one of her legs around his as if she could somehow pull him closer. Not the best angle, but there's so much she wants to do and only so much of him she can reach as they are right now.]
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Um, let me know if uh, it's... too much or something. Or if I'm doing something you don't like.
[It feels a little ridiculous saying that right now, especially with her hand still gripping his strands and her leg around his, but he just wants to be sure!! Also, he's saying all this to her boob and it's a little silly.
His tongue darts out to skirt the skin around her nipple at first, and it's not like he expected Kotone to also taste cute as well, but he finds himself wanting more anyway, determined to take in every part of her that he can reach. He slides his tongue over to her tip once more, teasing her and leaving wet trails to the open air, before he slowly closes his lips around her nipple. And sucks lightly.
Scott hasn't mastered the idea of multitasking though, because his other hand has stilled on her breast. It's mostly more instinct than anything else that he shifts his lower body against hers, and grinds slightly, suddenly feeling a little desperate to get some pressure there.]
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Still, she doesn't miss that little groan when she twines her fingers gently into his hair, filing that away to remember later. She wants to learn more about what he likes, what feels good for him, what's fun for him -- but not enough to stop him from doing what he's doing. Wait, he said something, what was it-]
Y-yeah, I will! [she promises quickly, torn between wanting to kiss him to try to reassure him, and wanting to see what he's going to do next. Luckily she doesn't have long to debate that, because she can feel his tongue against her skin, stealing away anything else she might have said in reassurance in another shuddering exhale. If anything her breathing gets shorter and faster, a few little whines escaping between breaths as her leg tightens around him and her fingers grip his hair.
A lower moan as he sucks on her nipple, and more by instinct than conscious intent, she pulls his head a little closer as if to encourage him to take more of her breast in his mouth. At the same time, he grinds down against her, and it's enough to make her dizzy as she rocks back against him almost desperately. But wait, there was something she'd wanted to say, even as her heel digs into the back of his leg hard enough to bruise.]
Y-you have to tell me if- if there's something you wanna do, o-or something you don't like, [she manages through shaky breaths. It's important, he has to know it goes both ways.]
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A muffled, but still audible moan leaves Scott when she demands more from him, feeling her fingers tighten in his hair. Following her guidance, his head draws closer to her breast to take more, his tongue dedicatedly working to constantly tease her nipple that's resting entirely inside the warmth of his mouth now, while his hand that's cupping her squeezes every so often.
Just knowing that she wants more of him, more of what he's doing, and have her encouragingly be a bit more forceful while taking what she wants, it's fucking hot. Almost embarrassingly, he feels his boxers start to stick to his dick, with his jeans growing increasingly uncomfortable, a small whine of his own vibrating against the breast that's still inside his mouth, as he rubs his pelvis against hers in a rocking motion. He barely notices her heel digging into his leg, just desperate for her.
Eventually needing to breathe, Scott pulls his mouth away, panting softly against her, his breaths providing a light tickling sensation for a moment, before he straightens up just slightly to look down at her. It's also like he finally remembered that he has another hand as well, and he digs the tip of his finger into her breast, pushing down against the raised nipple as he stares at her saliva covered one with a deep flush, almost fascinated.
Oh right, she asked him something right? Or wanted him to promise as well.]
Oh, of course, yeah. [He answers with a slight shortness of breath. His mind may also be a little fried.]
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There's no stopping a quiet whine of disappointment when he draws back to breathe, opening her eyes to gaze up at him with hair disheveled and cheeks flushed a deep shade of red. Something about being with him, right now, having his attention totally focused on making her feel good, makes it feel more than times before with others. Maybe it's just because it's Scott, which is a little scary to think about. So she won't-!
But while he's distracted, she tugs gently at his hair again, trying to guide him up into an almost frantic kiss. Intense, but quick -- breaking the kiss, she leans up, lips against his ear, to whisper a demand,] Switch. Let me on top. [And as if to drive the point home, she wraps her legs around him and bucks her hips to try to force him over.]
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