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( She does. On that, Kate wouldn't fight him. Not after this. But it's probably a good idea to not spend the whole time sat on the counter. It almost definitely isn't made for that kind of eating, after all.

(Remind her to take some cleaning products to it in the morning. There's no way it's happening now.)

She's gratefully back on two feet, looking up at Shin, unable to even muster up a scowl at his laughter. Apparently orgasms put you in a good mood, who knew. Good enough that Kate reaches to grab his hand, pulling him in for a quick kiss on the mouth. )

C'mon, then.

( You think she's going to lie down by herself? Even if that post-orgasmic lightness is still plaguing her legs, there's still enough energy in her body to want this night to continue.

To want to pull them both further away from all the arguments and explanations that have happened tonight. )

(with how relaxed she is, he assumes her next step is sleep, isn't it? if he could, he'd even carry her, but well. all involved know he has no strength whatsoever, anyway. expectations that just will never happen between them.

his fingers intertwine with hers, and he follows, a quick cheek kiss following the one on his mouth. he's so assured that this was it that he's even fishing a cigarette from his back pocket, sticking it between his lips, atop the piercing.)

( Well, they're not going towards the bed. Maybe that'll be his first clue.

The second will be Kate's fingers pinching the length of the cigarette. Not taking it from him, yet, but certainly holding it as she faces him. It's a little too soon for her body to have lost the sensitivity crackling through it, but that doesn't mean she wants to stop yet.

After all, there's more than one body in the equation here. )

What're you doing?

... Smoking?

(his eyes goggle in confusion, head tilting as he looks around.

legit, he isn't getting it.)

( s i g h.

You have a pretty, naked, girl in front of you, who has kissed you and then dragged you to the couch and you're still not getting it, Shin? )

Y'don't wanna do more?

( If he's really adamant, she's not going to push, but her fingers do hook into the waistband of his trousers as she slips around the cigarette she's still pinching to kiss the corner of his mouth. )

Of course I do, but I thought you'd be tired by now. Aren't you all sensitive?

(meaning, touching can be bothersome rather than pleasurable. the cigarette is put aside on the first surface he can find, fingers tracing her spine as he sits, bringing her to his lap as he attaches lips to where her neck and jaw meet.)

I'm not the only one here.

( She is, and that's evident in the way his touches make her shiver and gasp, but she slips into his lap nevertheless, straddling him and letting her fingers trace his jaw and tip his head back up so she can kiss him properly. )

(... so she's caught up to it, huh?

it's not like he doesn't want to. he's sixteen, of course he does, it's just that the sheer idea of taking something like that for himself is foreign. when things are for him, they really aren't, at the end of the day. even when reira confronted him, he has a feeling that it was just for her ego and consciousness rather than him, considering they stopped mid-way to talk.

not that it bothered him at all.

right now, however, reira is a far thought that he can dwell on later. he has someone on top of him, genuinely wanting him - although he isn't convinced it's not just because she has gotten more out of their encounters than he has. his lips find hers, tongueful and eager, a hand opening his pants to make it easier.)

( There's a part of her that finds it equally as foreign to be the one on the receiving end of attention, but she's been swept up in the fact it actually feels good. And this time she doesn't feel as on the back foot about everything. The surprise doesn't paralyse her the way it did back in the hotel.

And they are, more or less, on her home turf here. This is where she feels safest in Jigokucho, and Shin is rapidly becoming a person with whom she feels safest, too. (Certainly during this, the only person she feels any amount of safe with.)

It all adds up to make her bolder. And maybe there's a certain amount of returning the favour, how could there not be, but more than anything... Well. She's wondering just what gets him to react the same way she does.

(And she's competitive, if orgasms given can be a competition.)

Kisses are a good start. She's not exactly attempting to perfect the finer points of her power as her tongue finds Shin's, so he'll probably find all of his senses coming to light again while Kate's hands run down his chest, her hips lifting so he can more easily undo his pants while she remains seated in his lap, her thumbs massaging over the nubs of his nipples, nails playing the ladders of his ribs.

All these parts of him she has yet to properly explore, and those hands lead the charge as her lips leave his, finding his jaw, his neck, instead, a mix of lips and tongue and the graze of teeth at spots where she senses reactions or hears noises. Slow, thorough explorations she never really got the chance to do before, to find those little spots where his nerves gather and help him relax into being the object of her attentions, this time. )

(kate's got her work cut out for her, but she does have the advantage that no other partner of his has ever had - the sensory power that makes every touch feel velvety, every moan feel like it's right next to his ear, every taste greater. hell, he can still feel her on his tongue, and he wastes no time in making sure she can, too, with how his tongue dances with her own.

a bit of him feels a bit apologetic, unlike kate, there's not much for her to grip on, but it does mean that the nails feel right, the hands are warm, and with everything intensified, her lips on his jaw allow her to hear a whispered curse. digits trace her back, curve her waist, until they find her ass to give a squeeze... and guide her hips to his cock before he remembers something important.)

... Fuck, Kate. We used my last condom. Do you have any?

( She may, but that seems more like a challenge than an impossible wall to climb. Particularly with her new power running rich through her veins. There's more attention paid to those little spots that get noises, moments of pause in the steady descending of her mouth dedicated to extra kisses and nips.

The kind of exploration that was really out of the question before this, when the only thing she could be was still and obedient. Something she doesn't want to return to being. Not when she's started to see how good it can feel. )

Ah— ( Hands on her ass and lingering sensitivity which makes the brush of bare skin painfully electric result in a sharp intake of breath against his shoulder where she's mid-trail of kisses, the pinch of nails as they dig into his hips. One more unusual sensation to add to the myriad Shin's already introduced her to. The tip of him glides along her clit and right against the centre of her, and for a second, Kate doesn't parse his words.

...Oh, right. Condoms.

The clinic certainly didn't have any — and asking came with an explanation that certain potential outcomes are not possible in Jigokucho — but she did manage to pick some up regardless. It just cost actual money (rude). But that thought is enough to sober her up, to bring her away from the aching pleasure running through her nerves and to the point of why she brought him to the couch. ) Don't rush.

( Her body needs a little more time, but more importantly, she does want to give back. And so, it's with some reluctance that she peels his hands away from her ass (she does quite like them there, as it turns out), rolling her hips against him one last time before they shift away and a hand finds him instead, slick with her arousal, stroking while her mouth continues to descend along the bare skin of his chest. )

I do, by the way.

( Have condoms, that is. )

(impossible not to notice is how hard he is under her, his cock pulsating, yearning, twitching from all the contact, the kisses, the hands, and he's having trouble concentrating on anything else. quite frankly, that hardly ever happens to him, to just lose bits of his sanity and focus on how good something feels when these things happen to him as a mission, a job to fulfill that requires finesse, attention, care.

it just feels incredibly inviting to feel her, gliding and feeling her entrance against him, his head tilting back as she earns another squeeze, a bit stronger this time. damn her powers, clouding his mind... one day, he'll get used to them, but it's just too soon and too sudden for him to do so. naturally, with all this, it's the condoms that his mind goes to... and then he's told not to rush, which grants her a well-spirited laugh.)

Promise you I'm not.

(or else he'd already be naked himself, right? and that thought wraps way too quickly, with her hand curled around him, his eyes closing almost instantly with how insane such a simple act (at least from the myriad of things one can do with it) feels with Katherine. it even makes him curse, hips finding some purchase to thrust alongside her hand - and where's she's going?

is she--

wow. wait? yeah? really?)

( Is it unfair that she uses her power like this? Probably, but she has to take her advantages where she can get them. Isn't that what being in Tamamo's all about? A flutter of a smile curves her lips as they brush the base of his ribs, and by now Kate's managed to lower herself onto the floor between Shin's legs, free hand shifting from the edge of the couch cushion to his knee.

There's a pause. A breath, exhaled against his lower stomach as her fingers stutter to a halt. It's been... a while. But she thinks it should be okay. This rhythm is her own and she's pretty sure Shin won't hurt her. The noises, and the look on his face when she glances up, offering further assurance.

So she breathes, lifting her brows as she catches his eyes. A little bravado, a little courage as her lips meet the tip of his cock with a soft brush of a kiss, a flick of the tongue, tasting herself against his skin as she continues to explore. But slower, more thoroughly than even before. Her finger and thumb curls around the base, holding him steady while her tongue laps a path across the shaft, over the branching paths of veins, slowly mapping them out. )

(and kate is probably the only person who does it for him, not for themselves. thoughts run through his head in the speed of light - how he isn't sure if it truly is for him, not so she can feel better over his clear preference towards making her feel good, how he's concerned about keeping her comfortable through the whole thing, and honestly? how excited he is, with how his skin feels on fire, every touch too intense, every motion felt with too extreme accuracy.

he might come sooner than he's used to, if she keeps using her power in bed with him. when his brain is working again, he might ask her to be careful depending on how long she intends to have it.

she can dictate the pace, he's not going to force anything, not even push her head against his length to help on the rhythm. perhaps this is as exploratory and uncharted territory for her as it is for him, in a way, so he might as well let her have full control of it. hands just take her hair into a ponytail, so he can properly watch her expression as her tongue slides against him, charting where he stands, and it twitches in her hold as leaves out a gasp.

holy shit.)

( She isn't sure where the good ideas end and the bad habits start, really. It's strange to be the object of someone's attentions in a way designed to make you feel good, she knows that all too well. Even as old worries flicker to the surface, there's something in doing that's always far more comfortable than simply lying back and allowing things to be done to her.

And, honestly? She's quickly discovering what Shin already knows: it feels incredibly good to make someone make those noises. To have them fully under your spell (quite... literally in this case) as you work. She doesn't wrap her mouth around him, but instead simply teases with kisses and tongue, with fingers curling, occasionally squeezing against the base.

Hands in her hair are enough to bring a second's pause, a look up that almost wavers with uncertainty as her tongue laps against the head, the very tip following the line of the slit. It's fine. There's barely any pressure in his grasp, and he's staying perfectly still.

She's fine. But her other hand does curl into his hip and hold him steady as she continues. Just in case. )

(he's not here to further her trauma. not here to be forceful, to demand pleasure in a way that isn't pleasing to her, too. it's a matter of respect, honor, things that perhaps wouldn't go through the mind of a horny teenager, but it's shin. even with a mist of static fogging his best sense, he's never going to be so out of it as to pull, pin, if that's not where her mind is at.

... and quite frankly, there's no need. her hand and mouth move in synchrony, perfectly so that he squeezes his eyes shut with the sheer force due to her magic, and it's his free hand that grips. the one on her hair lets go, exchanging holding for gentleness in the way he runs his fingers through her hair, encouraging.)

( It makes sense that he knows how to be careful like this, and it pays off in spades. The worst of that uncertainty recedes as she continues, as his hand begins stroking her hair instead. Kisses and licks continue to pepper every inch of his cock, up and down in time with slow strokes of her hand, a steady rhythm carved out in languid minutes.

(Her knees are gonna be killing after this, but that really feels like the least important part of what she's doing.)

Her mouth finds its way, once more, to the tip, and this time, her lips part against it. Just a little. Just experimentally. Just enough to take in the head and suck lightly on it. )

(he's never going to complain about what he can get, but his body betrays him as soon as her lips take in the tip of his cock, with his breath hitching and another noise escaping him.

wet, tight, and ever so slow, and he's sure he could have felt her tongue caressing him when she's taken him. he should tell her he is no match for her power, that she should really make a choice, but he doesn't find the words to do it.

all he finds is the swear that escapes him, almost muttered with his senses all overworked.

please, do it again.)

... Fuck--

( There's a certain high which comes with succeeding at something you're chasing. Like landing the first flip, or winning your first gold, afterwards, all you want is to make it happen again.

And Shin swearing? That's her gold, her victory. The high which encourages her movements. She doesn't need to subject herself to anything here, she does it simply because it feels damn good to win those little noises from him. It doesn't require pain or her hair being yanked, or anything else that always was during this act.

It's a little intoxicating to realise that. The power which an act like this holds, the noises filling her ears, the heat and twitch of him as she tries again, they're all enough to slide her hand from his hips to between her legs as she holds the head of him inside her mouth, tongue teasing the soft skin there before the teasing hand she's slipped between her thighs draws a low groan out of her, rolling ever so teasingly along that tip. )

(don't think he isn't seeing where her hand has gone, the groans and vibrations against his cock sending shivers down his spine, a droplet of sweat rolling from his temple, the noises escaping from him all courtesy of her, in each and every sense.

if she keeps this up, he won't get to fuck her so soon. it's so much willpower that he gathers within him to find his voice again, breathy and unstable. congratulations, kate, you broke the unbroken.)

... I can't last that long with your power, so if you want more, you should get over here...

( Well, she does want that. But that presents its own problem:

Namely, that if she has to go grab the condoms, the moment might just be lost. The bathroom's a whole door away, after all. And right now, any steps away from Shin just seem like wasted time.

She does pull away, a distinctly satisfied expression on her face at the way he speaks. Definitely cheating to use her power, but is it really cheating if everyone enjoyed it?

Exactly.

Weighing up her options here. They could stumble to the bathroom together to find them, but then they'd have to stumble back to a place to actually fuck. Or... )

... Fuck it.

( She slips back into his lap in a split second's decision, pressing a kiss to his lips (no powers this time, she promises) as her hips rock into him. )

This is alright, aye?

(he knows exactly what went through her mind, when she had told him earlier that she did have protection on her. it's fear of a moment's lost, and in any other moment, he'd tell her that he's not going to go limp in the minute she excuses herself.

any other moment. right now, unfortunately, it's his age that is commandeering his mind, blind by the sheer pleasure of feeling her raw against his cock. listen, it's not often he gets to do this, much less what he is about to do. with his hand curling around the base, he motions her to lift just a little bit, so he can rub the head against her clit. she's still so wet from when she came that he shudders, attacking her neck in loving bites and pulling skin before he positions himself for her to slide down.)

Absolutely fine by me.

( It's a stupid, impulsive decision, but earlier clinic-given lessons do help alleviate a little of those usual worries. As does the wash of attention given to her neck, the heat of him between her legs, the tip of his cock teasing her clit and earning a very satisfied groan before it brushes against her entrance and her fingers dig into Shin's shoulders, steadying herself before she lowers her hips, slow. Inch by inch, every brush of his cock inside her electric, earning shallow, gasping breaths and her nails digging into his skin.

This is new, but hell, what isn't at this point? How hard can it be to move your hips right, anyway? If nothing else, her body generally knows what to do when it needs to move. Though the first order of business is to get past the trembling of her thighs, the way everything feels all the more intense without that rubber layer between the two of them. )

Fuck...

( It's a slow start, a careful shifting of her hips as her forehead presses into his, eyes closing as she gives herself over to the pleasure coursing through her with even the barest fraction of motion. )

(one more thing to the list of things shin doesn't get to do so often.

katherine might have turned off her power, but it could have fooled him, with every cell sparkling with energy and ecstasy as she descends on him, slowly as he feels every inch be embraced by tightness and warmth. shin doesn't mean to hurt, but his hands grip on her ass to keep himself steady, avoid moving too much as he understands she needs her own time and rhythm to get used to it.

he too perceives the shaking. it awakes him from the trance, moving from her cheeks to her legs in a gentle caress, as to tell her that it's okay. she's okay.

and once she begins moving, that turns into an embrace, thin arms wrapped around tiny, yet muscular figure as he presses kisses of encouragement wherever his lips can reach, a sigh of pleasure leaving him.)

( She's not sure the power is really needed now. Or that it ever was, but it's fun to use with him. Though, right now, this is something that needs to last, so she's doing her best to keep the power from leaking out when her lips find his skin, his mouth, whatever parts of him she can reach as she slowly adjusts to this new gamut of electric sensation.

Fuck that feels good. Shin, you're going to ruin her for others at this rate, but Kate can't find it in herself to care, instead rocking her hips, sliding them up and down in a motion which gradually grows faster, punctuated by the breathy little curses she lets out between kisses, her hair a curtain around them, shielding from the light filtering in from her apartment window. )

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catch me deadeyeing work and deciding to write blowjobs instead

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