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krankran - 12/03/2017
It takes him the entire time he's waiting for Koga to show up to hype himself up.

However pretty the dress had looked while he was making it, he knows he looks like an awful mess. He's got no waistline to speak of, nor does he have any sort of chest to fill out the upper part. His thighs were oddly unproportionate and the skirt did nothing for him.  The stockings at least blocked his unevenly tanned legs from view, but the heels were so uncomfortable he couldn't even walk properly.

Why the heck did Koga want to see him in a dress again? To laugh herself silly?

The doorbell rings, and whatever thoughts he might have had about changing out of the dress come far too late.

With a steadying breath, he totters his way over to the front door and pulls it open.

And resists the urge to twist his free hand in his skirt.
krankran - 12/03/2017
@Koga
Koga - 12/03/2017
When Teshima asked her to come over, she thought it’d be to hang out like they usually did. Maybe fool around a little if they were alone. She’s not expecting anything different from the ordinary among other things because she has no reason to — The guy didn’t even tell her, ‘I have a surprise for you’, or anything of the sort.

So when she opens the door, she can’t help the double take she makes. Comical, probably, since she had only gotten a greeting in, about to get something from her bag to show it to her boyfriend, when it computed.

What did? The dress he was wearing, of course.

Belatedly, she realizes she’s gawking, and she covers her open mouth behind the palm of her hand while she tries to navigate the shock creating noise in her mind to think of something to say.

“You did it”, is what comes out in the end, her eyes finally meeting Teshima’s own, fully looking like she’s not sure she’s not dreaming.
krankran - 12/03/2017
She's silent for such a long time that nervous sweat starts forming along his hairline. Didn't she like it? Was... the colour wrong? Was she surprised?  He peeks up at her for a moment, but her eyes are blown so comically wide that he can't think of anything to say.

After an age, her hand comes up to cover her mouth, and Teshima knows that this was a terrible idea. She's... definitely disgusted right now, isn't she? Even if she asked for it, there was no way anyone would want to see a lanky guy in a cutesy dress like this.

His face burning in shame, he reaches up to tug the awful pink barret over his face, as if that would do anything to hide himself. Of course, this means that he averts his eyes the moment Kimitaka's lock onto him, hand trembling minutely as he grips the doorframe just a little bit tighter.

"Yeah." He laughs uncertainly, cheeks stained red. "Sorry if it's gross."(edited)
Koga - 12/03/2017
It’s kind of funny, in a cruel way, that Teshima is calling it gross, when Koga’s thinking something with that word too. A little voice in the back of her mind is currently reprimanding her for being so gross and eager to harbor shameful thoughts that included her boyfriend, simply because he was wearing a dress of all things.

But how could she help it? Junta looked so… pretty in that dress. She’s always had a soft spot for things like these, clothes that she could never pull off what with being so curvy and muscular, and Junta right now is filling that dress better than she ever could. The lines fall sharp an clear on his frame, hug him delicately around the shoulders and the expanse of his chest, the skirt opens softly into a A-line shape, and god, he’s even wearing shoes to match.

In the safety of her mind, she can admit that he looks like a doll, like someone out of those old, vaguely androgynous European paintings from a century she won’t try to guess, he looked so neat and proper that she couldn’t help but imagine,

what it’d be like to push him against a wall, or maybe down on a couch, and mess him up a little, just a little — tease him just enough to make him blush, set his breathing in disarray, and maybe kiss him until his lips were red and shiny and matched the dress.

So when he speaks up, her answer is immediate. She takes a step forward, wanting to step closer but reigning over the impulse to drag him into the house. Her hand fall on his, the one on the doorframe, and she squeezes it like she’s asking him to look up.

“It’s not gross”, she retorts, with so much conviction you might think she was stating that the sky is blue. “Did you make this, Junta? Did you get into that for me?”
krankran - 12/03/2017
He looks up in surprise as something closes over his hand. With a glance at the doorframe, then to the other, he realises that he'd almost crossed the threshold in her efforts to get closer. So close, in fact, that he has to blink and resist the urge to take a step back. She's staring at him, sure, but what he initially thought was disgust was actually barely masked-

(Desire...?)

The heat behind her words throws him a little, brain disconnecting and suddenly, and perfectly honest as his own words fail him and he's left to run on autopilot.

"I... I did." He replies, voice strained and eyes locked onto hers, bewildered by the depth of want he finds there. "You wanted to... you wanted me to, right? Does it... Is it-?"

Does it look okay?(edited)
Koga - 12/03/2017
“I did”, she says, her fingers fitting into the gaps of his like its second nature. “I didn’t think you would”, she adds honestly, feeling like she’s rambling — but she’s not, she’s not, she just feels that way because there’s something else she’d like to occupy her mouth with— “Junta, you look so—“

(Now, Kimitaka. Think before you speak. You don’t want him to get the wrong idea, let alone offend him somehow.)

“You are a vision like this”, she ends up saying, conviction lacing her tone with so much self-assurance that a similar delivery on more mundane subjects would be difficult to achieve.

(Only then does she notice the way Teshima is looking up at her. It grounds her, slightly. Was… was she being scary? Ah, she can’t look away though… but maybe if she softens her voice a little it’ll balance out.)

“Can I… can I come in?”
krankran - 12/03/2017
His eyes dart to their hands as she laces them together, nerves still high but.. calming at the touch. She hadn't turned away, she hadn't run nor scoffed nor laughed at him. Rather, her eyes burned hot with an intensity that makes his body heat up, just a fraction.

He blushes then, laughing nervously and backing up a little, shying away under the intensity of her gaze, the forwardness of her presence. "Am I?" He asks, averting his eyes. "So it looks okay?"

He valued her opinion first and foremost after all. But he wordlessly moves aside, gesturing her to come inside and out of the cold. And... do what exactly? He's not sure, but his heart rate has definitely picked up wondering what.
December 4, 2017
Koga - 12/04/2017
She walks into his house like a force is pulling her in. She closes the door behind her like she's going on autopilot, hands behind her back tightening on the knob. A feeble attempt at keeping herself from pouncing Teshima, but it'd have to suffice.

"It looks more than okay." She can't help looking the other over following her affirmation, and it's then that she notices the creamy stockings Junta's wearing, how they hug his thighs just over where she knows by heart his tan lines are. Looking away is almost a physical effort akin to forcefully peeling them off that shy glance of firm meat. "It's so good..."

She... she thinks she knows the answer to this, but she needs to make sure and, more importantly, she needs to send Teshima a message in the least creepy way she can think of.

"Are we alone?"(edited)
krankran - 12/04/2017
Yeesh. She's looking at him so much that he feels even more self conscious than before. Her eyes are sharp, calculating, burning tracks onto his skin so much so that he might as well have opened the door naked for all she's looking. Her voice is no better, heated and hinting at something beneath the surface that's bound to come out at any second.

He wonders when the sick feeling in his stomach turned into anticipation, but it forces him to glance up to her face, swallow and regain back some of his words.

"Of course we are." He laughs, not quite back to normal but surely getting there. "I wouldn't do this if anyone else was at home. I don't think I'd be able to think of a proper excuse, you know?"
Koga - 12/04/2017
"So this is fine, right?" Koga plays unfair, never afraid to use all the cards in her power to get a win. Teshima's guard is not down but he's dumbfounded by her, unsteady on those gorgeous shoes — So when she corners him against the wall he offers no resistance. She's never been glader at being taller than him than at this moment, when she can easily corner him with just her body and claim his mouth with hers with little hassle.

Is she being rough? No, but she's being slightly pushy. Moreover, she's being dominant, hands on his waist and at the side of his neck, claiming the space behind his lips as hers with the power of hunger alone.

She lets go eventually, but she doesn't pull back. The hand that had been on his waist sneaks over his chest, feeling the frills there, while the other one rests on the wall behind.

"It's fine", she repeats, her breath ghosting over Teshima's cheek. "Right?"
krankran - 12/04/2017
He stumbles as Koga advances on him, tripping over his heels and steadying himself on the wall behind him. Glancing up, the last thing he expects is a pair of lips pressing desperately against his own, forceful and needy so much so that it makes him gasp in surprise and confusion.

There's a hand on his chest, caressing him through the layer of frills at his neck and he's sure that, if he were a girl, he might have moaned. But he's awash with bewilderment, because clearly, Kimitaka is clearly enjoying herself, touching the flat of his chest and claiming his mouth more thoroughly than he'd ever felt before.

He's so overwhelmed that it takes a good few seconds for him to refocus and reply, earlier shyness coming back with avengance.

"It's fine."
Koga - 12/04/2017
It's so unusual to see Junta being shy. Don't get her wrong, she's living for it, but goodness she really has to wonder what she did up get him like this.

Wasn't this the same guy that worried at time about not being manly enough?

She doesn't step back, but she does give him some space. Her hands come to cup his face (ah... that looks nice, what with the barret and the way dark curls frame his face), and ah, is she staring again? Don't get distracted so easily, Kimitaka.

"Is it really? You can shove me away and change back if I'm being too much, you know."
krankran - 12/04/2017
"Stop staring at me so much." He mutters, despite the fact that his eyes are also locked onto her. The flush of her skin,the fire in her eyes, the tremble of her arms. He's absolutely sure she wants to ravage him.

Or something like that.

And while he's definitely has experience with Kimitaka being pushy or demanding, he's never... Entertained the thought of being pushed down by her. Or letting her take what she wanted. But now that it's in his head,  he can't seem to stop thinking about it. He blushes then, red and furious and all at once, so fast that he think he might faint away because of it. And all at once he feels his nerves melt away into anticipation, his jumbled words coming back into himself.

He can't turn his head with the grip she has, but he can avert his eyes.

"I don't mind it." He admits, barely a whisper but surely and without room for any doubt. "Do as you like."(edited)
Koga - 12/04/2017
She doesn't just look like she wants to ravage him. As she presses her lips back onto his, firmly and shameless, as she corners him again, forward and greedy, it's obvious she wants to.

One of her thighs pushes between Teshima's, and one of her hands hooks behind one of his knees, pulling it up until it's resting over her hips. That same hand doesn't bother with modesty, sliding up and down as she committed to memory the feel of firm skin getting lost inside stupidly soft stockings. Koga can feel the pull of Teshima's skirt caught between their thighs, and a glance down as she rolls her hips rewards her with the sight of the hem of it creeping up those creamy thighs and,

God.

"Junta, it's so pretty—", she mumbles against his ear, nipping at the tender skin below. He other hand is getting cheeky too, tracing over the frills at Teshima's chest like it's the best thing she's ever felt. How did he even do that? Was he a pro?
krankran - 12/04/2017
Okay, so maybe telling her to do as she wanted wasn't the best idea. Because she's upon him at at once and everywhere. Her muscular arms prove that they're both form and function as they pull him up and against her entirely, thigh working his way between his legs and pressing against his hard (albeit confused) cock.

If he squeaks at that, he can probably be forgiven.

God, he forgot how big she was. Her hands, her body, her legs... She's covering him entirely, pressing him up against the wall as he's lifted up, heels barely scraping the ground. And, like her body, her eyes are everywhere, glancing at his face, his chest, the sliver of exposed skin caused by his skirt riding up his thighs.

"Glad you like it." He breathes when he has the chance, finally convincing his arms to move as they're thrown over Kimitakas shoulders. "You wouldn't believe how long it took to make."
Koga - 12/04/2017
Teshima wasn't a little hard or even halfway there, no. He was hard, as in, that was a decent erection pressing against her thigh.

Talk about encouraging her.

"Hmm, let me guess:" She rolls her hips a little viciously, teeth gracing Teshima's neck between words. "9 months and then 17 years of growing?"

God, the things she's saying. She lets her hand sneak under those soft stockings, blunt nails scratching up lean thighs until she hits underwear. Her hand sneaks under that too, kneading what she finds there playfully as she presses between his thighs one more time.

(Was he wearing underwear to match? The thought makes her hands shake with excitement; She channels it by latching her lips on the side of Teshima's nnec, not letting go until she knew there was a hickey there.)

"But seriously, how long did it take to make this?"  The hand that had been feeling the frills on his chest is happy to see the buttons are in front. With enviable dexterity, it starts unmaking them. "It's so detailed."
krankran - 12/04/2017
"...What?"

He might be confused if he wasn't so distracted, the vicious roll of her hips catches his dick between them and pressed against it hard, enough to make him swallow a moan, but not enough to hurt. Holding back a moan was pointless though, considering teeth just scraped against against his neck.. He does moan then, shuddering against Koga so hard that she's more than likely to have felt it.

Kimitaka worms her way under her stocking too, rubbing at the indent that the elastic had made, trailing up instead of down and brushing over his bulge. He 's probably leaking already, and that in itself is mortifying (and... if he were honest... kind of hot.)

"T-two weeks." He shivers, clearing his throat and trying to regain some semblance of control. "I... didn't want to half ass it."

Especially since Kimitaka asked. Sure, he didn't know that this... this would be the result, but it was a pleasant surprise. A confusing, pleasant surprise.
December 5, 2017
Koga - 12/05/2017
Junta shudders so sweetly against her, he's already so hard and responsive under damn fabric, barely standing in his foot as he holds onto Koga's shoulders for dear life. It's so thrilling Koga almost thinks that now she really lost it, look at her, licking her lips and getting all hot just because she's got her boyfriend in a dress underneath her and is now giving him a hard time.

"Two weeks", she muses, watching her hand disappear under the pale fabric of Teshima's shirt until long fingers brush an erect nipple. "So it's not a one-off thing, is it? You put so much time and effort into it." It'd be a waste, you know? A crying tragedy, really.

"You'll wear it again for me, right?"

Koga watches Junta's face as she pinches his nipples between her index finger and thumb and rubs it, the frills on the shirt ruffling prettily as they hid her mean action. Junta was so sensitive there, sometimes she suspects his may be more sensitive than hers. It drove him wild, too, when she teased him down there at the same time. So she places the palm of her hand over the head of his dick and starts rubbing, thigh pressing and shifting against his erection as she felt his underwear become wet and ruined under her ministration.
krankran - 12/05/2017
He gasps then. So loud that it echoes in his ears, makes him try to squirm back further into the wall, pressing his spine against it as he shivers and his cock spurts liquid. Kimitaka's still talking to him and asking him questions, but it's becoming increasingly harder to talk. Especially with the look Kimitaka's giving him, looming over him and licking her lips like he's the most amazing thing she's ever seen.

(It would make him feel self conscious if he wasn't so far gone.)

So all he can do is nod, pressing his lips together to avoid making any other sounds. Which proves to be pointless as her hand sneaks under the layers of his skirt. The hand on his chest squeezes at the same time the hand below rubs against him, and he can't help the wet gasp, nor the shudder that escapes. him. Nor can he avoid the reeling back of his chest, or the canter of his hips into the hand that's deftly rubbing against him.

"K-Kimitaka." He finds his voice then, but only for something incredibly trivial. "It'll get dii-rty."
Koga - 12/05/2017
He's beyond words. That's a novelty on itself. But Koga understands the concern, so she pauses for a second to grab the hem of his skirt,

and bring it to Teshima's lips.

"If you bite this and you come in your underwear, it won't."

Pragmatic to a fault, but once that's sorted out she wastes no time slipping her hand back into the others shirt, pinching Teshima's nipple, pulling and rolling out between her fingers at intervals. The hand on his erection grabs him firmer, squeezing the head and rubbing him through the damp fabric in a fashion that's as relentless as it is mean.

"You're so red right now, Junta." She whispers as she pushes closer, heated breath accompanied by lips brushing the shell of his ear. "You look so overwhelmed and you're shuddering so much. You have no idea how pretty you look like this."
krankran - 12/05/2017
Teshima hadn't really considered himself a deviant. No more than any healthy teenage boy, honestly. So why the hell was he getting so hot and flustered by his girlfriends display of aggression? Not only that, but the feel of her hands on his skin, pushing aside his stockings and shoving his skirt into his mouth is a little-

"Sh-shut up." He mumbles through a mouthful of fabric, grimacing as another shudder of pleasure wracks his body. Between the hand on his chest and the one at his crotch, it's clearly a miracle (or at least, his pride) that holds back his orgasm. It's too soon to come anyway. He's not going to- Not so soon. This isn't-

"I-" He chokes, pushing his hands between them to grasp at her shoulders. "Wait, I-"
Koga - 12/05/2017
Like flicking a switch or pulling the power cord of a machine, she stills at that, her body leaning back without posing resistance as far as Teshima's hands push her.

Her first thought is, of course, a sobering (and terrifying) one:

Shit. Did I go too far?

"I... sorry." She starts withdrawing her hands from Teshima, slowly. Suddenly she doesn't know where to look, so she stares at a point in the fabric that's hopefully neutral enough. "No good?"
krankran - 12/05/2017
To say that he's surprised when she pulls away immediately us the ubs statement is rhw century. Considering how... Aggressively she'd been persuing him, how hard she had pushed him against the wall, he half expected her to keep going. (And he honestly wouldn't have blamed her. He knew how hard it was to stop.)

He probably looks a mess right now, hair in disarray, Barret slipping down the side of his head, skirt and stockings crumpled and lacy undershirt halfway pulled up his chest. He has to steady himself before he speaks again, hand steadying himself on her shoulders and huffing out a steady breath.

"No, no it's... Fine." He laughs shakily. "It's just... You were coming on pretty hard, Kimitaka~ my honor might have been sullied."
Koga - 12/05/2017
Ah... so he needed a moment. Should she slow down a little?

"Sorry. Got carried away." She steps back into Teshima's personal bubble, less aggressively than before. "I'll look out for your honour. Can't do anything for your underwear though." She thinks of touching him through it again, but ends up just slipping her hand under the hem of his boxers, fingertips caressing the place where band had been hugging skin.

She kind of, wants to get back into the position they were in... Junta pressed against the wall, holding onto her, struggling to keep up. But if she puts herself in his position, she can see how that'd be too much. Still, she thinks, sliding her thigh back between Junta's  until she can feel herself push against the swell there, this much was okay, wasn't it?

"Is this better?", she asks, resisting the urge to worm her hand back under his shirt and instead selling for feeling out the hardness of his nipple through the fabric.
krankran - 12/05/2017
"It's fine."  He soothes, stroking a hand down her arm comfortingly. "I don't mind it but uh... Just the first time.. just a little slower?"

After all, it was pretty exciting when Kimitaka took charge in the first place but like everything they've tried with each other so far... It'd take some time for him to get used to. But he's glad his interruption hasn't doused her fire completely, pushing up against the fingers brushing over the redness caused by his waistband.

"You can push a little harder, if you wanted." He suggests after a moment, when his heartrate eases back into something manageable. Hes still on his toes, barely brushing the floor with the  tips of his heeks. But... well... The thigh between his legs is very nice though, offering him something hard to rock against, his balls dragging along her leg though the thin fabric of his briefs. Though...now that she's touching his chest over his clothes, it's no where near as sensitive.

Or exciting.

"Should I take the dress off?" He asks, before something dawns on him. "Or should... Do you want me to keep it on?"(edited)
Koga - 12/05/2017
"Keep it on." She gets what Teshima's hinting at though. Her hand sneaks back where it was, thumb and index pinching the harassed nipple, rolling it firmly yet slowly like she'll wry out all the sensitivity from it. "The novelty is in the outfit in its entirety after all." If she can push harder, she'll push harder. She goes back to rolling her hips against his, really letting his hardness get a taste of her thigh grinding against it. While they're readjusting, she decides to move to the other side of his neck. Open-mouthed kisses that sometimes evolved into nipping start landing on soft skin; When she speaks all her words land inches away from the redness her mouth is creating. "I like that this is what you coordinated, you know. I didn't know you fancied this style."
krankran - 12/05/2017
"Yeah?" He says, breath catching a little as her hands return to his chest the way he wants - under the folds of fabric. "You really like this kind of thing, huh?"

He'd probably be worried that Kimitaka might have liked girls, if not for the fact that she's grinding against his dick, teasing him so much so that he squirms under her touch. Which of course only gets worse as she latches onto the side of his neck, nipping and licking the skin until he's sure it's red. Of course, it doesn't dilute the sensitivity at all. Goosebumps raise near his neck, and he can't help but turn his head to bare more of it to her, silently urging her to continue.

"I try not to do things half assed." He breathes lowly. "Especially since you were willing to ask me."
Koga - 12/05/2017
Of course she loves it. Here she is, all over her boyfriend who she just cornered against a wall, touching him in all kinds of indecent ways considering they're a couple of steps into his family house, just because he wore a dress.

Besides, she thinks as she presses against his balls, he liked it too. He said he'd wear it again for her and everything. Talk about getting lucky.

"Hmm, only because you asked first though." He kisses trail up until they reach the cornet of his jaw. Thinking more with possessiveness than reason, she decides, 'this is a good place', and latches unto the skin. Her lips make a smacking sound when she lets go and due enough there's a hickey there too.

"If I had known you would, I would have asked way sooner."

She grabs the other through his underwear again, not strong enough to resist worrying his head again. It was fine, wasn't it? She'd start slowly —she thinks while squeezing and rubbing his glans for a second then going back to the restrained handjob the next—, and gradually raise the intensity.

"If you knew how good you luck", she finishes, her hand moving to mess with his other nipple until it was as red and sore as the other. "you wouldn't blame me at all."

Her lips fall over his then, pushing Teshima against the wall. Koga surges forward in the kiss the way she has acted so far that day: Like she'll ravage Teshima, all passion and dizzying want, so throughly his legs would turn to jelly by the time she was done with him.
krankran - 12/05/2017
"I didn't expect you to ask for this." He stammers, rocking his hips because there's nothing else he can do. He's utterly helpless under her, pinned against the wall and straddling her leg; he doesn't have the energy to do much else. Well, that and it's not like he can even stand properly. If he tried he'd either lose a shoe or twist his ankle.

...Not that he particularly wants to move. Kimitaka's just sucked a red welt into his neck, making him shudder and splurt precome unevenly onto her hand. Or.. well, onto the insides of his underwear anyway. Thankfully, his skirts have been pushed up around his waist so he doesn't have to worry about... getting them dirty.

His eyes have closed at some point, so he doesn't even notice when she dips down to press their mouths together, licking her way inside his mouth with startling accuracy, finally ripping a moan from him. And of course, once he starts, it's not like he can stop it, muffled as they are, his hands clenching around her shoulders so hard she's likely to bruise.
December 6, 2017
Koga - 12/06/2017
She barely feels pain when Teshima grips at her, too high on all his other reactions to really care. This is how he wanted to get him, she thinks with some euphoria, pressing tighter against him and letting her hips rock faster. Closed eyes, panting and moaning, depending on her to stand upright. She can see it, the way the teasing, the friction rob him from his words, the way he pushes against her and shivers and hurts for more.

She almost wishes she had more hands, more mouths, more things to make him lose his mind until he melted into a pretty puddle of pleasure and desire under her attention. She wonders if that'd be enough to overwhelm his brain so much with all the things she's doing, eventually the only thing filling his mouth would be her name, mindlessly spilling as he distorted it beyond recognition.

She wonders if she can still get him there, aided only with what she already has. Junta's mouth is lax and unresisting, emptying needy, broken moans against her lips. It's a treat, too good to pass up; She licks into her mouth like she never has, claiming it with such shameless, forward kissing, it's like she's spelling it out inside of him: 'mine, mine, mine.'
The hand on his chest grows confident too, grows mean. She rolls the little nub, pinches it hard until it's hot at the touch, red and tender. It disappears between her index and thumb, where she rubs it like she almost expects something to come out.

("Junta")

Was it too much? Could he take more? The hand over his underwear finally shoves it's way into it, grabbing the other so firmly he jerks in her hold. Junta's so wet she could probably give him a handjob, were they in a different position — But Alas, there isn't that much space between them. Her pumping then focuses on the tip of the dick (that's where most nerve endings were anyway), middle finger and thumb forming a tight ring right under the head of it, every now and then pausing to squeeze the already abused glans a little bit.

("Say my name when you come, Junta.")(edited)
krankran - 12/06/2017
Though they're both beyond words, Kimitakas actions speak volumes. With an aggressiveness that he hadn't seen before, even in the first time she fucked him, she seems set on consuming him entirely.

He can hardly breathe with how much, how deep she is in his mouth, and no doubt the wet he feels on their faces and the ache in his jaw is a product of that. His chest has almost moved past the point of feeling good, twinges of hurt as she twists his nipples hard enough to make him whimper, muffled and heated into the kiss. Her other hand  pulls down his soaked underwear, finally, finally touching him directly.

He startles as if he's been electrocuted.  She barely pumps him twice before he comes, hot and thick in her hands and her name, ruined on his lips.
Koga - 12/06/2017
Junta comes so hard, the hand on his chest has to halt, still him with the help of her bodyweight to keep him from flailing as he comes. She can feel him, hot and think on her hand, and she works him through it like she'll milk him dry.

This.

This is what she wanted to see, she thinks, pulling away to take it all in. Hair in disarray, red lips, hickeys that blossom among shardes of red crawling up his neck. The bonnet is one jolt away from falling off, the skirt is squashed and wrinkled between their bodies, the frills on his chest flutter in synchrony with his orgasm.

She doesn't realize she's panting too until catching her name falling like a broken down prayer from Teshima's lips make her bite her own. In that moment she's certain she's never liked her name more, and the only reason she doesn't try to get a taste of it from her boyfriend's mouth is because it wouldn't compare to that picture she's engraving in her brain.

Ah, she's staring again. (But that's not so bad when you consider that she kind of wants to see it all unfold, all over again.)
krankran - 12/06/2017
He's quick to recover. He always is. So he comes back into himself fast enough to see the ruined look on her face, as if she's the one who's just come. Her chest is heaving pretty hard too, panting like she's just cycled for miles, and he lifts a shaky hand to cup her face, crooked smile on his lips.

"If thats how you react to this, maybe I should try putting on make up next time." He says, post orgasmic bliss stealing away his earlier shyness. "And proper underwear~?"
Koga - 12/06/2017
That's a good look too, she thinks, resting against the hand on her cheek.

"You like me like this, huh", she muses, something like wonder in her voice. "I wouldn't object to any of that. You'd wear it well."

She gets closer until she can rest her chin on his shoulder. For a little while, they just hold each other.

Until Koga can't keep one last request to herself any longer.

"Junta... will you let me mess you up a bit more?"(edited)
krankran - 12/06/2017
Well, that makes him falter a little, cheeks heat up as he realises that yea, he likes it when Kimitaka takes charge a little bit.

Wonder why...

"I do." He decides, voicing his newfound... Thing. "And you can. I think I'm over the worst now. Sorry about that."
Koga - 12/06/2017
"Why are you apologizing?" She leans in for a second, kissing his lips soundly. If anyone should be apologizing, it should be her.

Not until she's done though.

"Can you sit on the sofa?" He wouldn't make him walk too far into the house after all that. Getting him there would be good enough for her.
krankran - 12/06/2017
"Dunno. I just felt like I should." He shrugs, replying after she teases her mouth away. But he nods affirmative, waiting for him to lower him onto shaky legs.

If he thought walking on heels was hard before, they were increasingly harder when you've just come. He's surprised he doesn't stumble, but he all but collapses on the couch when he's close enough to reach it.
Koga - 12/06/2017
For all that she's into the whole aesthetic of Junta in a dress, she can't help it if she smiles a little as he waddles his way to the couch.

"It's difficult to walk in them, isn't it?" He sits behind him a lot easier, almost like she's inadvertently flaunting her steady legs. "That's why I don't use shoes like that."

And because they don't come in her size. And because she couldn't pull it off anyway. And because she's plenty tall as it is.

It's fine though; She likes being a little tomboyish.

"They make your legs look good though."

Teshima is such an exhausted mess, he oposes absolutely no resistance as her hand falls in his chest to push him down onto the couch. Koga looms over him, some of that earlier command coming back.

She doesn't once him though. Instead, he buttons back up his shirt, fixes the way it falls under the skirt as well as how the hem of the skirt hugs his waist. Its all fell above Teshima's underwear, but that was fine too.

She grabs said underwear and slowly pulls it down his legs, careful not to dirty the socks not the does on her way to discard it.

Teshima's probably guessed what she wants to do right now. Still, she makes herself at home between his legs, hands trailing up his thighs, relishing the way muscle stretched out the soft fabric.

Honestly, what a picture. She almost wishes she had a camera, but on the other hand if this is something for her alone to watch, she'll cherish it like a little miracle that worked itself into her life.

"Here I go", she says, and that's all the warning Junta gets before she gets his dick into her mouth.
krankran - 12/06/2017
"Girls are far stronger creatures than I." He bemoans, his calves already burning despite the fact he hadn't been wearing the heels for long. "I don't blame you for not wearing them. And besides, any taller and i wouldn't even be able to kiss you."

Among other things. And besides, he didn't really mind what she wore. It wasn't that important, all things considered, especially seeing as he saw her most in her school uniform.

But at theention of his legs, he stretches them up to the ceiling, frowning at his crumpled stockings in consideration.

"Really?" He asks, turning to tug the barret off his head. And he'd add to that if Kimitaka hadn't chosen to loomover him, gently coaxing him down onto the couch.

Admittedly, he's a little confused when she starts redressing him, and for a long moment he thinks they're done.

Up until the point where isbtead of adjusting his underwear, she pulls it off completely.

This was definitely something out of an AV now. Absolutely. I mean, a go- a person in a skirt and stockings without their underwear was a Thing, wasn't it? A favourite trope that his classmates liked to talk about and jerk off to. But he hadn't expected Kimitaka to like that kind of thing too.

He kind of understands why she felt embaressed when he kept staring though, and he'd squirm under her gaze if her hands weren't planted so solidly on his hips. And besides, her heads vanished beneath his skirts, and he tenses in anticipation of what's about to happen.

He calls it right, grunts out a breath as she takes him into her mouth. He's still sensitive, and his thighs tremble around her head.
Koga - 12/06/2017
Teshima is sensitive and pretty soft right now, but

that's nothing a couple of minutes in her mouth won't fix.

Kimitaka makes up for the lack of hardness with sucking, keeping him inside her mouth until she's got him all in — Again, easy when he didn't have a full blown erection. She bobs her head slowly, tongue moving against the undervein as if coaxing him to get hard again. And if she moans a little between slow swallows, well... That's a special feature he's indulging him with today.
krankran - 12/06/2017
It almost hurts the way Kimitakas toying with him.  And no doubt, if he hadn't jammed the arret J his mouth, she'd definitely be rewarded for her efforts with some breathy sighs.

He's so keyed up that it doesn't take him long for his cock to revive itself. It's not entirely hard, but it... It's enough to maybe handle properly.

"Kimitaka." He groans, pulling the (now wet) barret from his mouth. "You're really enjoying this."
Koga - 12/06/2017
Koga hums around his cock a breezy confirmation. Sucking all the way up, her lips make a popping sound when they leave the head of his dick.

"Yeah", she repeats from under the skirt. It'd probably look cute if it weren't because Teshima can probably feel the way she teases his slit. "You are too."

Her mouth gets close to lick a wet stripe up his underside, all the way until she reaches right under guys head. Her guy was sensitive there, so wet lips fall around the little area to leave wetter kisses with no small amount of tongue—

And that's when she gets a pretty... mean idea.

Teshima likes her mean though — Knowing that means she doesn't hesitate to get his frenulum under the seal of her lips,

and suck,

until there's a pretty little hickey right there.(edited)
krankran - 12/06/2017
He snorts.

Of course she agreed. She loves to see him all messed up, didn't she? He really should have expected this. Still, she eases off. Little, giving him a little more time to breathe. Calm himself before... Well, anything else she might be planning. Who knows, maybe she'd want to bring out the toys or something.

Which means it was good that he cleaned u-

"Ahh?!"

It hurts?! Whatever Kimitaka did it... It hurt! Quite a lot? But it was also a little... Ah, no. It was really good.  His legs lock around Kimitakas head, heels brace  against the couch he tries his best not to move.

He's gasping by the time she's finished, dick hard and leaking and straining against his skirt.(edited)
Koga - 12/06/2017
As she thought, her mean idea was mean. It was a good thing foresight was on her side though, guiding her to hold firmly onto Teshima's thighs least he crushed her between them.

Koga emerges rather triumphant from under his skirt then, the smile on her face not quite hiding the mischief she sometimes showed Teshima in practice.

"You liked that." It's not a question but an affirmation, and one that makes her lick her lips in delight, the hand moving under the skirt and over Teshima's erection acting accusatory enough.

They just keep learning things about each other today, don't they.(edited)
krankran - 12/06/2017
There's a grin on her face and his vision is swimming, staring up at her incredulously. He wants to argue, but he... Can't really lie. Even if it hurt, it hit something he's 'never felt before', burning somewhere behind his dick and making him ooze freely onto her hand.

"Shut up." He mutters for the second time that night, voice burning with shame rather than anger.
Koga - 12/06/2017
She laughs softly, shamelessly eyeing Teshima's trembling, dumbfounded, turned on figure sinking on the couch. That frown on his face loses all effect when his cheeks are burning a fiery crimson, and besides— All the proof she needs is leaking all over her hand right now.

"That wasn't a no", she points out before disappearing under the skirt again. She holds onto his thigh and leaves two round hickeys right on the innerside as if to emphasize what she means, before taking him in again.

God, this guy was hard. Letting him in until he hits the back of her throat is not as easy this time, but the idea that Teshima can feel the whole length of her tongue thanks to the weird hickey she left keeps her going. She sucks hard and swallows harder, Teshima's taste too rich and heavy on her mouth, too abundant for her to do anything else.

Maybe she could change tactics a little. Use the cover of the skirt to her favour.

Pulling off, she stops right before Teshima slips completely out. Her tongue cradles Teshima's head repeatedly, tongue flicking and rubbing against all the sensitive places while her hand pumped the rest of the neglected length.

A hand falls further, ghosts over his balls until it finally touches that place just above his hole.

She lets her finger press against it, firmly and with a very definite intention.

(Why, make him squirm of course.)
krankran - 12/06/2017
Dammit, Kimitaka. He's just come, but he's already this heated. While his mind is willing, his body needs a little more time; and even though he's hard, it's clear he won't be able to shoot anything just yet. A break would probably help things along a little faster, but again, he doesn't want to stop her. At all.  It feels too good and it's so much that he's messed up and vulnerable and almost, almost ready to throw in the towel and demand she get on with it.

The tongue on his glands is maddening, and she tries to hook a leg over Kiitaka's shoulders to drag her in until she realises she's effectively pinned down. Thankfully, she takes matters into her own hands, pressing up against his taint viciously, grinding down on that spot and making him moan, making him grind back against it in anticipation of what's to come.

(Besides him, of course.)(edited)
December 7, 2017
Koga - 12/07/2017
Koga is not mean spirited, she just... likes to test the limits of her boyfriend.

After all, look at him. Moaning so sweetly, grinding back against her fingers, filling her mouth with his taste. She grinds back, teasing his slit like she may just worm her way in, relishing the way his dick twitches at the contradicting sensations.

She kind of wants to push the skirt up, see the faces Teshima is making, let him see her framed between his stocking clad thighs, skirt just before her.

She ends up doing exactly that because isn't that quite enough of the surprise element?

Her mouth closes around his head and she alternates between sucking and licking at it, the finger teasing his prostate never not working him. She cradles him in her tongue and hums, works his shaft while gently teasing that well placed hickey with her lips.

She really marked him there. She did that.

As she takes him all in until he's resting heavily against her swallowing throat, fingers on his taint digging more insistently, she hopes he'll think of that too.
krankran - 12/07/2017
He doesn't remember it being this hot before. Was it because he'd already come once? Was it because Kimitaka was being particularly aggressive this morning?

He couldn't pin point the reason. But he knows that he's feeling more flushed than he ever remembers feeling, biting down on his bottom lip to stop himself from screaming.

He practically aches when she thumbs his slit, a spurt of pre burbling up to meet her actions, his legs squirming beneath her as they pinned by her body. The ache turns in to something else, however, when she closed her mouth over him, sucking hard and toying with the hurt she'd left there earlier. He has a moment to wonder if she's left a mark there, before her constricting throat is enough to make him shudder.

And not stop shuddering as something like orgasm washes over him, his length still hard in her mouth.
Koga - 12/07/2017
She feels him shudder deep down in her throat, and yet… when she swallows around him, it’s pre instead of cum what seems to go down her throat.

She’s confused minutely, but still, she bobs her head, swallows some more, and continues the insistent little circles over his perineum — Doing all the things she’d normally do when her goal was to milk him dry.

Eventually, the shuddering changes — Becomes less like the spasm of orgasm, devolved into the twitchy trembling from when you’re done riding it but you’re still being teased somehow. Koga pulls up, sucking all the way, wet lips caressing their way up until they leave his head gently. A hand comes to hold his length while she admires the results of her work (Junta looking as close to melting into his couch as she had ever seen him, panting like he had run a marathon in that lovely getup of his, and ah, did he have to bite on his lip to keep himself from screaming?), and she can’t keep herself from asking:

“Did you come?”

All hushed tones and quiet wonder as she felt tremors reach her from his thighs around her.
krankran - 12/07/2017
What...

What just happened?

He can't even begin to process it, Kimitaka sucking at him the entire way, wracking his body with shivers that he can't temper, can't lock down or ignore.

He feels as lethargic as he would if he had come, but there's still a heaviness in his balls that grinds uncomfortably in the pit of his stomach. His hardness is still throbbing and hot in Kimitakas' hands, but he still-

"I... I don't know."  He admits, shuddering as she takes him in her hand once more. "But it hurts."
Koga - 12/07/2017
Koga doesn't have this equipment, but even if she had she's not sure it'd help her have a clue on what is going on.

That looked like an orgasm, and Teshima right now looks as post-orgasmic as ever, but then there's this erection in her hand... When he was still in her mouth it was very obvious that it didn't come at all.

(Did... did she break him?)

"Do you want me to help you get off some other way", she starts slowly, seeming to remember that Junta had a couple of toys stashed somewhere in his room. "Or should we stop here?"
krankran - 12/07/2017
He turns the question over in his head very carefully. What did he want to do?

Let's evaluate. He was still hard, still turned on; but exhausted and sore and tired as if he actually came. Well, to be fair, if he did, that would be his second orgasm of the day, right?

But he still feels the discomfort of stopping halfway. Like he was denied somehow. His balls still feel like they want to draw up into his body and pump his load out, but he knows he's no where near that stage yet.

"I don't know." He repeats, finally glancing down at her. "But it feels like I still need to come."
Koga - 12/07/2017
She nods. Alright, that... sort of made sense.

"I'll get something from upstairs and we can try to make you shot." She lets her fingers tap his cock rhythmically before letting it go. "Give this guy here a break."

Said and done, she stands up from between the other's legs (though not before covering him back with the skirt. his still hard dick tented it — Koga shouldn't be finding that as cute as she is), and basically flies upstairs towards her boyfriend room.

A minute, maybe less later, she reapers, some toys in hand and, of course, lube.

"How are you holding up?", she asks, sitting back between his legs. Honestly, she hadn't thought they'd get this far, but then again she didn't think her boyfriend would open the door in a dress of all things.

Life truly is all about its surprises.(edited)
krankran - 12/07/2017
Thank god, he almost blurts, because despite everything he really does* need a break. He's still hard and throbbing, but it's still sore and he doesn't mind waiting a little bit. As long as she stopped toying with it so much.

She looks entirely too happy to run to... goodness knows where, leaving him ravashed on the couch. Dragging his legs up, he rolls onto his side with a sigh, grimacing as the dampness of his skirts catch on his thighs. So much for keeping it clean, he thinks glumly, unpinning the barret, finally, and tossing it somewhere for later retrieval.

Where had Kimitaka gotten to anyway? Did she want to wash up or something? But he can't hear the water running. And there was no reason for her to go to his room...

And he's pretty sure he didn't have anyth-

...Wait.

Just as that thought catches upto him, she reappears, looking flushed and lovely, and holding things that are certainly not as lovely.

"...Surviving." He replies, eyes darting to the items in her hands. "Are those for me? You shouldn't have~"
Koga - 12/07/2017
"Don't die yet", she chirps, some of that earlier excitement coming back. Junta has turned to his side — Did he feel more comfortable like that? Kneeling behind his legs, it's evident she thinks that's fine, she can work with that.

"I thought I'd get us some help, since it seems I've tortured your guy there enough that it got confused." Shame, really. But she'll respect his limits, even if she would've wanted to be a little more mean a little longer.

Her hand (now clean, both of them. she made a quick stop by the sink) falls to the back of his thighs, feeling the exhaustion of the muscle there. As she goes up, fingers cant resist the temptation of hooking under his stockings, pulling at them, and watching them snap on pale skin. Her goal is way higher though, so she continues, lightly tracing over balls (that looked like they hadn't shot, now that she looks at them), until they reach his taint.

The sound of a bottle of lube popping open resounds clear in the room. Kimitaka pulls away, obviously to coat her hands.

"We've got a good variety here, so let's take our time figuring out what will do it for you."
krankran - 12/07/2017
He has to crane his head a little to actually catch her eyes. True, rolling into his back would probably be better, but there was something... grounding about laying on your side. His dick didn't hurt half as much this way, but it kind of.

Did leave his ass exposed.

Dammit.

"Do you want to take them off? Or is it hotter that they're still on?" He asks in response to the others teasing touch along the edge of his stocking. "Try, if you'd like, but don't leave me for too long."
Koga - 12/07/2017
"I like this view", she says honestly, bending down for a second to kiss his thigh, right over the stockings. It was cute, the way they hugged his legs right above his tan lines, the way his balls looked caught between them. "I'll be good to you now, so just lay down and relax."

She'd try, anyway.

Lubed up fingers are already circling his rim, feeling the tight muscle there. Pushing a little and slipping in with little effort confirms her suspicions.

"You cleaned up, huh", she whispers, adding a second finger and going straight for his prostrate with little trouble. "Were you hoping I'd fuck you like this?"
December 8, 2017
krankran - 12/08/2017
Hah, way to make him sound like a pervert.

"Not hoping but... I thought you might do something like this." He admits, eyes staring straight ahead as her fingers slide into him far too easily. But there's no burning stretch nor any pain.

But those thoughts fly from his head the moment Kimitaka zeroes in on a rather swollen patch inside him. Barely brushing it leaves him moaning, dick leaking sluggishly with want (but unable to deliver.)
Koga - 12/08/2017
She hums thinly, appreciating that she could clearly feel something swollen under her fingertips that made Teshima clench and shiver.

"You don't say", she mumbles, taking her time to massage that place like one tries to force a knot to relax. "I hadn't been planning on it but," She presses harshly for a couple of continuous seconds, before going back to massaging it as she had. "you sure know how to put a girl in the mood, Junta."
krankran - 12/08/2017
"If I'd known dressing like a girl would make you like this, I would have tried it sooner." He replies weakly, legs jerking at each turn of her fingers. It's so sore, a pressure that's enough to hurt but makes his dick ache all the same. But his muscles have grown too soft, bones turned too lax to allow him to reach back and grab at her wrist.

He's all but collapses on his side, shivers wracking his body as he's forced to simply lay there and take it.
Koga - 12/08/2017
Koga doesn't want to repeat herself so she keeps quiet, but the reassurance that Teshima likes it when she's like this is... thrilling, to say the least.

She thought he'd think it was weird. Gross, even. Maybe even indulging. So...

"Let's start with this", she hums, taking out a (deceptively) innocent looking, slightly curved thin toy.

Especially made to stimulate the prostrate.

She had enough mind to warm it up with her other hand while he worked the other. After stretching him up minutely to make sure that he could take it, she touches they you against his hole and firmly guides it to the spot she had been massaging.

Control in hand, she skips the first couple of speeds, throwing the guy into a third as soon as she turns it on.
krankran - 12/08/2017
The fact that he knows what it is immediately would probably bother him more if he wasn't the one who bought the damn thing. He knows what it's capable of, and he hurries to turn back over a little too late.

But he figures since Kimitaka really liked the stockings and the dress, having his legs balanced over her shoulders, heels brushing her back was probably the image she wanted to see.

He can't fault her for that. But he does wonder why he didn't get this kind of thing out of that boob hole sweater. Maybe he should ask next time.

He pushes back as she pushes in, the slide far easier when he actually pressed against it than when he tried to force his body to relax. He's expecting a slow start, considering all the 'abuse' she's been flinging his way so far, but then again.... He really probably should have expected her mean streak to burn on longer than his resistance did.

He tenses for a different reason this time, groaning as the vibrations echo up from his prostate, dick twitching under the heavy skirts of the dress.
December 9, 2017
Koga - 12/09/2017
Her heart trips over itself and falls down a flight of stairs when Junta rests his legs over her shoulders all on his own. He's trembling at the rhythm of the vibe, skirt gathered high on his thighs still hiding his erection. It makes it all too tempting to want to grab it and you with it, get it in her mouth and watch him squirm — But he said it was too much already so she refrains.

Instead, she bends over him, forearms at the sides of his head supporting his weight so she can watch him from upclose. She meets his lips and kisses him greedily, like she doesn't know any other way to kiss, her hips humping the others ass making the toy shift.

"Junta—" She calls against his lips. A 'click' sounds and the speed goes up a notch, a hand slips between them to grab at his balls, rolling them and squeezing them like she was encouraging them to shoot their load. "Yes or no: Can you deal with this much?"(edited)
krankran - 12/09/2017
He's not sure if his is better or worse than her insistence in draining his dick dry. Because pleasure sparks from somewhere entirely different, somewhere deep inside him that makes his muscles clench and shake, vibrations travelling along his legs a where they dig into Kimitakas' back for support. Kimitaka pushes the toy deeper too, rocking her hips and inadvertently shifting the toy in and out of him. Gently, sure, but the wand is shaking and brushing past his prostate repeatedly, maddeningly.

He doesn't hear so much as feels the vibe increase in intensity, the feeling that was just becoming bearable suddenly shifting into something much more. Enough to make him gasp and roll his hips back against the other, enough for his hardness to leak enough that it finally bleeds through the skirt, patches of dark appearing on the outside.

"Barely." He gasps, because he needs to be honest. Her grip is tempting, pushing him close, too close, to argue.
Koga - 12/09/2017
Her hand on his balls doesn't stop and neither do her hips. She can see it all, how he struggles to breath, to talk, how uncontrollable pleasure makes him sink further into the couch. The heels digging on her back edge her on as much as the little gasps that Junta empties in the air between them, the way he's started rolling his hips back against hers.

Right now, he really may be the prettiest thing she's ever seen.

"You're doing so well", she reassures him, pausing long enough to get a taste from his lips. "If only you could see yourself—"

(Then maybe he'd understand why she can't help but push further—)

Her hips come to a stop, exerting pressure in such a way they made the toy rest right against the others prostate. Junta may reprimand her for it being too much, but that wouldn't be until later. In the near future she can see him not even being able to string together a coherent thought.

She makes the vibe go up two levels.
krankran - 12/09/2017
He should have really known what he was getting into when he even considered finding a pattern for the dress. Because right now, Kimitaka's being downright awful. He doesn't even hear her beyond his own breathing. Not that he isn't trying to pay attention, but consdering everyhting else that's going on, he can't really pay attention.

Not really.

Not when his body tenses entirely as he comes for the third time that afternoon.  It's not spectacular or eartth shattering, but a slow, almost painful shudder that wracks his body and makes tears well up in his eyes. But the vibe is still going,  and he has to brace a heel against Kimitaka's shoulder, trying to push him away with his hands reaching down to try and snatch the toy to turn it off.

"K-Kimitaka. That's enough."
Koga - 12/09/2017
Koga doesn't move off until she's sure that the others orgasm is completely over, and that his body is trembling for other causes entirely. The remote in her hands clicks as she turns the toy off. Getting a hold of his legs, Koga lets Teshima's hips back down over the couch, legs that rested boneless around her waist twitching weakly.

Koga thinks back to what she wanted to see when Junta first opened the door, looks at his figure, ruined after she all but devoured him, and simply feels... very lucky and very satisfied.

The toy just be getting uncomfortable by now so she pulls it out, sets it on the floor before rearranging Teshima's legs so she can squeeze herself at his side on the couch.

"How are you feeling?" This is probably the gentlest she's addressed him all day. The moment passed, Junta let her get away with all that. It's time to take care of him in other ways.
December 10, 2017
krankran - 12/10/2017
He breathes out a sigh of relief as the vibe is pulled out. With the endless tremours now gone, he can finally take stock of himself and give Kimitaka a proper answer. He's... Fine, mostly. His hips are a little sore, his dick even moreso, and overall he's just tired.

"Tired." So he replies honestly, working on the easiest thing to deal with right now. "But I messed up the dress, Kimitaka."

And he'd done nothing to pay her back. But he's so tired, she'd have to be happy with his mouth.

"Do you want to come too?"
Koga - 12/10/2017
"Don't worry about me", she mumbles, brushing a stand of hair away from his face. "You look a minute away from passing out anyway."

Besides, she felt... oddly satisfied. She didn't come and her panties felt damp; Not much would be needed to make her come — And yet, if they stopped right there, she wouldn't be frustrated at all.

How odd.

"The stain will come off if you wash the dress with cold water, so don't worry about it either."
krankran - 12/10/2017
He tries to push himself up on shaky arms at that, succeeding only in propping himself up on his elbows.

"I want to." He insists, trying (and failing) to move his legs. "Please, Kimitaka. Let me?"

It's not a matter of payback either. He wants to do this. Have her come undone as much as she's made him unravel. To finish her fire and excitement with something not unsimilar to his own.
Koga - 12/10/2017
She looks at him for a long moment. That was Junta for you, a shaky mess propelled by stubbornness alone.

"Alright", she agrees, sitting on the couch while she takes off her top. "Lay back down though — We don't want you to slip and fall to the floor."

She stands up to step out of her pants. Her fingers hook on her underwear but she makes no move to take it off, instead looking at Teshima over her shoulder, a twinkle in her eye.

"You don't mind if I ride your face, do you?"
krankran - 12/10/2017
He's glad she relents, because he really doesn't have the energy to aruge either. He just needs to keep it together for a little longer and then he could get up and clean up. And sleep for fifty years. (Not really, but it certainly felt like it.)

"It's fine." He says automatically, eyes that were lingering on her panties snapping up to her face almost immediately. "Just don't break my neck or something."
Koga - 12/10/2017
She should roll her eyes and tell him off; Instead she smiles, finally taking them off.

"I'll try not to", she... promises? As she climbs on top of Junta and gets into a kneeling position above him. When she sits, most of her weight is resting on her heels. That should keep his neck safe enough.
krankran - 12/10/2017
Okay. Well. The view is pretty remarkable, if he's honest. It gives wakes him up considereably, his body finging energy from somewhere to hooks his arms over the backs of her legs, pulling her snugly over him.

Good thing he has a pillow under his head, honestly, because he doesn't have to reach up that far to lick into her, wasting no time in burying his face where she (probably) wanted it.
December 11, 2017
Koga - 12/11/2017
It's a good thing the sofa's arm is between arms reach. She places her hands on it for support, fingers tightening slightly as Junta surges forward against her. Resting her weight on her arms like that makes it so easy to stare down at Junta, to roll her hips slowly against his warm tongue until she was soaked wet and blushing with excitement.

She's probably not going to last, she thinks, a shiver lazily making its way up her spine. What a shame. Junta's mouth feels stupidly good when she's this excited, and being able to look at his face framed between her thighs looking up at her figure after all that had happened... Its more than enough to get her heated again.
krankran - 12/11/2017
The roll of her hips is definitely a good sign. Even though he's eating he out almost lazily, shudders wrack her body all the same. She's far too turned on to probably criticize his technique, and for that, he's grateful.

His licks are firm and slow, pulling out of her for a moment to seal his lips over her swollen nub, sucking it deftly, swiping his tongue over the peak of it.
Koga - 12/11/2017
His tongue had been amazing, drawing out sensitivity at a constant peace, both calming her arousal and making it go up each time. She almost thought that was all Junta would do today (which would have been fine, she tired him out, she could work with it), so the sudden switch of attention to somewhere even more sensitive makes her startle. Koga moans before she can help herself, squirming at the lips around her, breath catching on her throat every time his tongue further teased her. How mean, she thinks, feeling his hands keep her in place as he took advantage of his position. That was so sudden, there was hardly a build up!
December 12, 2017
krankran - 12/12/2017
It's oddly satisfying to hear her breath catch for once. Well, for the first time tonight anyway, and seeing him in the dress didn't count. Her breath is picking up, no doubt heartbeat raising the pace too as she squirms above him. And this urges him to suck a little harder. His tongue is rough and purposeful, his arms locked around her and rocking her into his mouth; and it's clear he's in no mood to tease.
Koga - 12/12/2017
Hnngh— He was being rough, and he had a surprisingly good hold on her considering how exhausted he looked just a moment ago. She lets herself be rocked against him, helping in spite of the trembling of her thighs, her hands scratching the couch lightly.

Her breath leaves her mouth in hot pants, probably not as hot as the way she looks down at him looking up at her. All the thoughts she's had since Junta opened the door today melt together into something hot and entrancing, make their way down her spine and fill her with determination to last a little more, just a little more—

"Junta", she says at last, his name shaky in her voice. "I'm close."
krankran - 12/12/2017
He can't reply, honestly. Not with her staring down at him looking eathereal and flushed, and certainly not with the way her taste fills his mouth. He swallows, sucking hard on her hardness and silently urging her to come. He can take it.
Koga - 12/12/2017
Koga often threw her head back, arched on the bed when she came. Riding Teshima's face wasn't going to be any different. The extra strength finally pushes her over the edge:  Her head rolled back slowly, almost like she didn't want to look away despite her orgasms gentle pull. Her chest came forward, hips still rolling, shaking, and she empties a moan that raises and extinguishes with her climax.

She rides it out until it passes entirely, after which she gets up on trembling yet surprisingly stable, and falls, once more, besides Junta.
krankran - 12/12/2017
It's entirely satisfying to watch her unravel, if he's honest. Not that he needed any more reason to hink that it was worth making the dress, but Kimitaka all soft and lax and shivery next to him was a pretty good reason too.

His face is wet, but his arms are far too heavy to wipe the moisture away. Even though he knows he should definitely get up, clean up and change before he passed out; he's still waiting for his legs to reconnect with his brain.

"So you liked it then?" He jokes voice hoarse.(edited)
Koga - 12/12/2017
Koga laughs softly. She takes a moment to turn around, fish something out from one of her clothes, then turn back to face Junta again.

"I've liked everything that's happened since you opened the door and let me in", she says, moving to wipe the other's face gently with a napkin. Must be one of the things she uses for her glasses; It goes without saying that she's demoted it and probably never using it for that again. "I thought you'd have noticed by now. Should I show you how much I like it again?"

She ''suggests'' that, but makes no move to get up or anything. Once she's done with his face, she moves to reach for his hand, feeling too relaxed to do much else.

"Tell me when you want to go to the bathroom", she says eventually. "I'll help you get there."
krankran - 12/12/2017
He's more than happy to lay there as Kimitaka attempts to clean him up. After all, the mess was technically hers, so why wouldn't she lend a hand to her poor, tired boyfriend?

...pfft.

"If you try to convince me any more, I'd probably die." He snorts, rolling onto his side to face her. He laces their fingers together, brings her hand up to his (now clean) face and presses a lingering kiss to the back of her hand. "Not that I wouldn't mind something like that. In the future."

But the bathroom sounds good at the moment, didn't it?

"I should take off my shoes." He mumbles to himself, trying to kick them off from where he lay on the couch.
Koga - 12/12/2017
"Hah. You won't die." She tries to tuck a strand of his hair behind an ear, absentmindedly. It bounces right back. "But fine, I'll show you heaven on earth some other day."

God, that was terrible. She asks as if she didn't notice anyway, watching him (uselessly) try to kick his heels off.

"Do you need help getting undressed, Junta?"
krankran - 12/12/2017
He shivers. Unintentionally, of course. But even though his body is exhausted, his mind was still fine. And the thought of 'heaven on earth' sent images, unbidden into his mind. Its cheesy and cringy, but it was still kind of exciting. Sensual. Carrying a promise that he certainly hopes she is able to teach.

He grins helplessly at her, legs falling still. "They're a lot more complicated than I thought." He humms. "No wonder girls can run in them. T
December 15, 2017
Koga - 12/15/2017
“Some can. But it takes practice — And naturally, you won’t go very fast on them.” She undoes his shoes as they speak, the things falling to the floor with muted knock. That done, she turns around to look at him, already guessing what he’d want to do next. “Want me to help you to the shower?”
krankran - 12/15/2017
While the shoes weren't the most painful things in the world, he still lets out a sigh of relief when they're wrenched off his feet. Much better. But a shower sounded like precisely the thing he needed.

"Please." He replies, holding his arms out for her to pull him up. "It'd be much appreciated."
Koga - 12/15/2017
Helping Junta up is second nature by now. Staying close to stabilise him, hands on his hips in case his knees have out... not so much.

"Want me to princess carry you to the shower?" She lets a beat of silence pass after a suggestion that sounded very much serious before laughing it off. "Just kidding."

Maybe she could, who knows, but they weren't going to find out when they were tired like this. Besides, the bathroom was upstairs. That's raise the difficulty a couple of notches.

"Come on", she ushers, getting one of his arms around her shoulders when she's sure he won't fall on his face. "Let's get you there."
krankran - 12/15/2017
"No way. I'd rather not die while wearing something like this." He snorts, gesturing to the considerably wrinkled dress. He'd have to figure out how to wash it without anyone seeing but. That was a problem for another time.

The climb wasn't particularly bad, his knees only lock out once and his ass aches only a little. So other than that, he can't really complain.

"So do you want to strip me, or should I do that myself?"(edited)
Koga - 12/15/2017
She throws the other an amused look. Where did that come from? Was it that he suddenly liked it when she took care of him, was it they he assumed she'd be into that, was it him being lazy...? Lots of possibilities, but she decides to bring them up some other time.

"Let's see..." She trails up his back until hey fingers find a small zipper. Pulling it down causes the dress to fall from the other's shoulders and pool around his feet in a perfect circle. Koga moves in front of Teshima, undoing the shirts buttons with fast hands until it falls over the dress in a similar fashion.

"Do you want me to help you with the stockings too?" If there's a teasing tone to her voice, are can't help it. Ara ara, how kinky ~
krankran - 12/15/2017
Damn. If he was quicker, he could have caught the dress by folding his hands over his chest. Wouldn't he have looked particuarly disshevelled then? Undone dress, fallen over his arms and exposing his shoulders? Kimitaka would have been into that, right? What a shame.

Regardless, he kind of forgot his underwear was kind of afk, and of course his hands immediately move to cover himself. Kimitaka's seen it all already though, so the action was pretty pointless, wasn't it? Either way, he's kind of just standing there in nothing but stockings, and it's... a little cold.

"If you want." He replies, because he's too distracted to think of anything witty to say.(edited)
December 16, 2017
Koga - 12/16/2017
It’s definitely a little funny that Junta’s covering himself, considering that Koga abandoned her own underwear in the living room where his were (although she supposes the shirt she was wearing did cover her a little?). Coupled with the pair of stockings, the only piece of clothing he had left, it was definitely something else.

He seems a little dazed, so she nods as she kneels down, hands innocently tracing his thighs until they could sneak under the stockings, gently bringing them down with them. They gather around his ankles, and she decides that he can take it from there himself.

“Hurry up and get in the shower—”, she says on her way there, discarding her own shirt and top over the sink. “Before you catch a cold.”
krankran - 12/16/2017
He wonders what he looks like, standing there in soft white stockings and looking a little shy. What Kimitaka sees in this kind of thing.

On the other hand, he supposes that he would quite enjoy seeing her in something like this too. Those strong thighs wrapped up in delicate cotton... Is kind of appealing, if he thinks about it. Not as appealing as she's being right now though, teasing the stockings down his legs.

"I'm going, I'm going." He replies, kicking off the socks that pool about his feet before entering the cubicle and immediately sticking his head under the spray.
Koga - 12/16/2017
Junta walking under the spray sends droplets of water to her glasses. Ah, the megane life.

“Ah, watch it!” She gets her hands in his hair in retaliation, which is really only an excuse to brush his hair away from his face because of course they were going to get wet eventually. She didn’t think he’d wet it seeing as it was clean… did that mean he’d wash it too? Ah, that reminded her— “That miraculous shampoo you switched to last year… which one is it?”
krankran - 12/16/2017
Whoops.

"Pfft. Sorry about that." He grins, peering up at her and tilting his face into her hands. "Honestly, you can take them off for a bit. I'll guide you and clean you up."

Not that there was much of her to clean up, considering.

But he reaches up to the shower ledge and pulls down a clear, half full bottle.

"This one." He replies, turning it over in his hands. "Its pretty amazing, honestly. Settled my hair right down. Did you want to try some?"
Koga - 12/16/2017
Pfft. Of course he’d volunteer for that.

She takes them off anyway since he’s right in that it won’t be too long. Even she should survive in such a small, familiar space with help.

“Oh?” She pulls it towards herself, opening the lid to sniff it. “Short hair usually behaves, you know. But I like what it smells like.”
krankran - 12/16/2017
"Usually" he mutters darkly, as if remembering something unpleasant. "You probably don't remember, but my hair was much shorter in first year. And it was horrible mess that are hairbrushes."

Either way, finding this stuff was a godsend. To him and Aoyagi both.
Koga - 12/16/2017
She chuckles.

"Well, now that you bring it up... I do remember." She instructs the other to turn around. She's in the mood to play hairdresser, which of course means she'll have to shampoo his hair first. "It was rather cute. It made you look a little like a middleschooler." She squirts some shampoo in her hands and, gently, reaches for the other's head. "If anything, it was the style you had during our second year that was a little funny. Especially when you'd wear bandanas on top of it.

Thought I guess I'm not the one to judge, seeing as I got experimental with my hair back then too."
krankran - 12/16/2017
He grimaces at the thought of him still looking like a scruffy middleschooler, but he turns around without complaint. After all, if she's offering to massage his head a little bit, he's not going to be stupid enough to protest. It was a rare treat, after all. It's not that often that they showered together, and not that often still that he felt the need to dunk his head under the water when it did happen.

"Bandannas were practical at keeping it out of my face." He protests. "It's not as if it was long enough to tie up just yet."

If he's honest, he can't really remember what her hair looked like back then. It couldn't have been that bad, surely.
December 17, 2017
Koga - 12/17/2017
“Right.” Her hands dip into the others hair, foam building up quickly. Koga massages his scalp the same way she does most things, hands firm yet careful. There’s some affection silently showing in the way she makes sure to shampoo him throughly, or how she pauses every now and them to brush his hair back, making sure he wouldn’t get anything on his face. Little gestures and all that. “They gave you such an urban air though. It was an interesting look.”

Pushing him gently back under the water spray, she takes her time washing the shampoo away.
krankran - 12/17/2017
She doesn't seem convinced at all. But her hands have started working, and he's happy enough to drop it. She's spoiling him, for some reason, so he stands there and let's his eyes close so he can soak it up.

"From experience, 'interesting' usually means 'terrible'." He replies playfully. "Are you saying my fashion sence is awful, Kimitaka~?"
Koga - 12/17/2017
"Now, don't put words in my mouth." Most of the shampoo has washed off by now; Koga combs the other's hair with her fingers, appreciating how easy it was right now as opposed to how it usually was when it was dry. "I liked what you put together today, for example."
krankran - 12/17/2017
"Ah, so I only dress nice when I wear dresses, huh?" He snorts, brushing the water from his face and turning his head to grin at her. "But that's easy. I just look at fashion magazines. It's amazing how many co-ordinate guides there are out there."
Koga - 12/17/2017
Ahh, he caught it huh? Well, it probably wasn’t a secret that his coordination skills could use some help. Seeing him put together such a nice outfit was particularly surprising because of that.

“You should show me all the magazines you looked at while researching”, she says, pulling him closer to peck at his lips. Diversion tactics, diversion tactics.
krankran - 12/17/2017
"You'd like that wouldn't you?" He snorts, leaning up into the kiss, "What, did you want to choose the next one?"

Considering how much she liked it, he can only assume there's be repeat performances. And that now, she probably had a good idea of what else she'd like to see him in.

"Some even had matching underwear, you know." He continues, turning around, hands gravitating to her chest. "Though, I'd probably have to buy those."
Koga - 12/17/2017
"No way", she hums, knowing very well that of course yes way. Koga arches slightly against the other's hands. He had barely touched her after all; If he wanted to get a proper feel she wasn't going to stop him. "And will you let me pick those too, or will that be the surprise element?"
krankran - 12/17/2017
"Hmmmm~"

He makes a big show of drawing it out, as if he's taking his time to think about it. But really, he just wanted to weigh the heaviness of her breasts in her palms. Maybe squeeze them a little.

"I guess it'd be less suspicious if you came with me." He muses.(edited)
December 18, 2017
Koga - 12/18/2017
"That's fair", she concedes. "Not that it's a crime but..." Well, it'd be like their first visit to the sex shop, right? The clerk assuming they were buying for Koga before figuring out what was really going on.

"You could also say you are buying to surprise  your girlfriend", she points out, resting her arms over his shoulders. "Technically, it wouldn't be a lie."
krankran - 12/18/2017
"Maybe I should just buy it online..." It looked bad when a guy was buying girls underwear, even for his girlfriend. They'd assume there was only one thing on his mind!

I mean... They'd be right, but not in the way they'd probably expect.
Koga - 12/18/2017
“I will go with you if you want me to go. Although I guess we’d have to… I don’t know.” She shrugs a little. “Figure out how to buy a size that’d fit you without raising suspicions.”

Maybe they wouldn’t notice. But then again… Koga was much bigger than Junta. Not only in heigh, but hips wise and (obviously) in the chest area. It’d probably look a little weird to buy something so many sizes below hers.

Ah, maybe it would be easier to just buy it online.
krankran - 12/18/2017
"Yeah... I wouldn't know a thing about getting sizes or anything like that. Women's clothing sizes are a mystery." He nods sagely. A size from store A would fit differently to the same size from store B!

Or at least... According to those magazines he read. Heck, he's not even sure if his boxers size is immediately translatable to women's underwear. Short of actually dressing up and going in, he's not sure how he'd manage it.

"My apparence isn't convincing enough for me to disguise myself either. Maybe I can find a measurement guide online."
Koga - 12/18/2017
Koga nods gravely. Women's clothes, indeed a mystery.

"That's a good alternative", she agrees, delicately grasping Junta's hands with hers (not that she minded him resting them on her breasts, but wow they really did have a whole conversation with them frozen there) and guiding them to her shoulders. "It may be too shocking for some people to see you like that, hmm? Even if they are just clothes."
krankran - 12/18/2017
Dammit Kimitaka, he liked having his hands there. Not neccessarily doing anything but holding their weighty softness his hands, but it was still nice. For him, anyway.

"That's true." He agrees, settling into the new position and running his fingers along the nape of her neck. "Not to mention if I were to do it, it'd have to be a city miles away where no-one would ever recognise me. I guess the internet it is."
Koga - 12/18/2017
That makes her shiver. Her nape was such a weak point.

"Are you suggesting something?" It sounds like she's joking but god there's a good amount of actual curiosity beneath the surface. "I wouldn't mind chaperoning you then. Might be fun."
krankran - 12/18/2017
He snorts at the thought of it. Imagine it! The two of them catching a train all the way out to Kobe, just so he could visit a girly shop and buy underwear.

"Our first trip out of Chiba and it'd be for something like that." He laughs. "It seems a waste, doesn't it?"
Koga - 12/18/2017
"That'd be only one of the things we'd do though, wouldn't it?" That doesn't sound like such a waste at all. If anything it'd be doing the most with their time. "But it sounds like you've given that some thought. Did you have someplace in mind?"
krankran - 12/18/2017
To be honest, he hadn't thought about taking a trip with her until after they graduated. If only because trips were expensive, and between study anf club, he wasn't sure if their schecules allowed it. Not to mention it looked highly suspect when a guy and a girl took a trip away from home together.

Even if he's pretty sure his parents (or at least Kenta) knew they were fucking. He's not sure about Kimitaka's parents, but if they knew, he's surprised he's still alive.

"Did you want to then?" He asks suddenly, propping himself up on his elbows and staring at her. "Not just for that of course but... Do you want to go somewhere? During Autumn break maybe?"
December 19, 2017
Koga - 12/19/2017
"Of course", she says immediately, almost like it's obvious. It isn't though, is it? She shrugs. "I always figured we would at some point. I never thought about the specifics though."

Autumn break, huh? That'd be very nice, honestly. They could use the breather. More importantly, it was far away enough that they'd be able to save until them, but not too far away that it'd feel too distant.

"Autumn break sounds good. Where, though?"
krankran - 12/19/2017
He's both delighted and surprised that she said yes. She's not a terribly reserved girl or anything, but he had suspected her reluctance might be borne of the need to study. Or to cycle. Her first, great love.

"How about Kyoto?" He suggests, "The temples would look really pretty with the oak and maple changing colours."

That and the fact that Kyoto wasn't too far. Not enough to start getting expensive, anyway.
Koga - 12/19/2017
She perks up.

"I've wanted to go to Kyoto for a while know. I went some years ago but I don't remember much." Maybe they could rent cars to move between temples? Koga would have to figure out a way to ask for permission to go there "alone" (university scouting, maybe...?) but other than that, it should be fun.
krankran - 12/19/2017
"Other than for cycling, I haven't really gone over." He shrugs. "So it's not like I know much either. We'll both be obnoxious tourists."

Their bike system was pretty good, from what he remembered. So even if they couldn't take their bikes over, they'd both be able to rent something decent to get them around. But, well, since Kimitaka was on board, it shouldn't be an issue. He could start planning already.

"Thankfully, my parents don't mind either way what I do. Should we go in the first week of break? Or the last?"
Koga - 12/19/2017
"Last would be better. We should use the first one to study." It'd be easier to enjoy their trip if they didn't have pending responsibilities weighting them in the back of their mind. "I'll think of a way to sell the idea to mine but it should be fine. I'll think of something."

Since telling them that she'd go alone with Junta was a no-no, even with them not knowing that they were going out.

But that was future Koga's problem.

"We can discuss this further out of the shower though, can't we? It's getting chilly in here."
krankran - 12/19/2017
"Well, good luck." He sighs, knowing it would take nothing short of a miracle to convince her parents. "Even if you spin it as a third years trip, it's still you and four guys. So don't use that excuse, okay?"

Even though he's sure Aoyagi and Taniguchi would cover them, that still didn't change the fact that she was going to be the only girl there.

But yeah... It was getting pretty cold, right? He can feel gooseflesh raise on both of their skins, and he twists around to turn off the stream of considerably colder water. And of course, he offers Kikitama a towel before taking one for himself.
Koga - 12/19/2017
She rolls her eyes, even as she thanks him for the towel.

"I know. Don't worry, I'll think of something." She wraps the towel around herself, stepping out back into the bathroom.

She'd think of something. It'd be fine.

"Maybe you should dress as a girl and introduce yourself as a member they don't know or something." She gets her glasses back on, throwing a look at the other over her shoulder. "That'd put them at ease."
krankran - 12/19/2017
"Teshima Junko, Teshima Junta's twin sister." He deadpans, running the towel over his hair. "That'd never work. They'd probably still think of anyone with the name Teshima as trouble."

It's not like he even did anything to earn their ire, other than date their daughter. But even then... they didn't know about that, right? What the heck?
Koga - 12/19/2017
Koga clicks her tongue. True.

"I wonder if we could rope Hajime into it in top of you. That'd work better; Mom likes him." She throws him an amused look through the mirror. "Can you imagine his face if we actually asked him that?"
krankran - 12/19/2017
"I think your parents might be a little deflected by the fact that there are two crossdressers in their home."

Though... That mental image was pretty hilarious. It was hard enough to get Aoyagi into a maid costume in first year, and to ask him to do it because of something like this...

"We'd have to bribe him with so much food, Kimitaka."
Koga - 12/19/2017
"If they were more open minded they'd think it's a good fit. They're always telling me to dress more femininely anyway."

But ah, she remembers all the persuading it took to dress Hajime as a maid in their first year. What did they even do back then? Recruit Tadokoro-san's help?

"Good thing you know how to cook. And I've got an impressive stash of coupons."
December 20, 2017
krankran - 12/20/2017
"I don't see how us dressing more feminine would convince you to dress more feminine. And we've already proved that kind of thing just makes you aggressive~"

Not that he minded. At all, really.

"I'll have to cook until I die." He groans, voice muffled by the shirt he's pulling over his head. "And coupons wouldn't mean anything if he eats a lot."
Koga - 12/20/2017
"You don't know that. I've bribed him with coupons before."

She drops the subject for a moment, weighting her options.

"Junta, could you do me a favour and bring the stuff I left downstairs? Unless..." Should she ask? She'll ask. "You'll lend me something I can wear."
krankran - 12/20/2017
He frowns at that. Why did Aoyagi always refuse him then? Is it because he knew he was a pushover?

Hmmm...

"Clothes?" He repeats, not so distracted by his thoughts as to not pay attention. "Sure. Feel free to rummage. Though, they'll probably all be way too small for you."

Perhaps a pair of shorts and a tank top or something...
Koga - 12/20/2017
Maybe, but she didn't feel like changing back to her stuff just yet so she'll give it a try. Let's see...

Didn't look like anything was long enough to do that "wear a guy's shirt like a dress" thing, so she settles on a longish tank top and and shorts that look like they have some give.

"Junta, look." She turns to face the other, pulling down the hem of the tank top (maybe not noticing how it squished her chest until it looked like they may pop out of the top's low neck) so it'd reach her legs. "Boyfriend shirt."
krankran - 12/20/2017
Though the sight of her in one of his shirts should fill him with red hot desire, he's more concerned for the state the tops going to be in when he gets it back. If she pulls it down any more, her boobs would pop out of the already dangerously low neckline.

"More like a wardrobe malfunction waiting to happen." He replies blandly, "And quit that. Or it'll look like a dress on *me."

"And besides, you don't need to rely on stuff like that to make my heart race, Kimitaka."
December 21, 2017
Koga - 12/21/2017
She clicks her tongue. She thought it’d make him laugh, since it was so not like a boyfriend shirt. Oh, well.

“Is this where you list what those things are, Junta?”
krankran - 12/21/2017
"if I took the time to list everything I like about you, I'd be here for ten years." He deadpans, moving over to untangle her hands from the shirt, lacing their fingers together instead. "And I don't know about you, but I have plans for the next ten years that I'd rather not put off."
Koga - 12/21/2017
“You flatterer”, she accuses, looking fairly content with the compliment. “Come on, now. Don’t worry too much about the next 10 years when we still have a mess to pick up downstairs and a whole afternoon before us to fill with something.”
krankran - 12/21/2017
"Urgh, don't remind me." He groans. "I'm going to have to hand wash that dress, you know. And I don't even know how well that'll go."

Cold water, he thinks. Because warm would solidify the proteins, right? Or was that only for blood...?

"And I hope you're not implying you want to do anything else today. I think I'm done, honestly."
Koga - 12/21/2017
"You make me sound insatiable." She (fakes a) sigh. Boys truly only had one thing in their minds at all times. "I was wondering if you had anything else planned for the evening. Movies or something?"
krankran - 12/21/2017
"I should have held a mirror up to your face. The look in your eyes was insatiable." He replies honestly. "I thought I was a goner."

But as for the rest of the afternoon, well-

"A new Kdrama started yesterday. I don't know how much you like them, but the main leads are clearly going to get together by the end of the series." He suggests, "They're both girls, by the way."
Koga - 12/21/2017
"Oh, Junta." She gives him a smile that's only slightly off-putting. "I should show you what insatiable looks like sometime."

She's teasing, she's teasing. Ah, but if he did get the underwear they discussed while showering, she just might.

But that surprises her. She should've guessed Junta would be into dramas like that, and yet it hadn't occurred to her. A part of herself even wonders if it's the fascination some guys had with lesbians manifesting, but she quickly pushes the thought down — It was Junta, after all. She shouldn't be judging him like that.

That said, now she was curious, so...

"I'd be okay with watching that", she says. "Sounds interesting."
krankran - 12/21/2017
"It's from a producer that I really like. His stories have always been period dramas or something, but this one's a crime drama." He explains, taking her hand and all but tugging her down the stairs in his excitement. "He hasn't written a lot of female characters, so I was really interested to see how he played these two off each other. I wouldn't know if he's doing a good job or not from one episode, but it's good so far."

Of course his interest would be borne of the actual plot. Give him some credit, Kimitaka.
Koga - 12/21/2017
It wasn't often that Teshima dragged her places, so that catches her attention. It wasn't often that she saw him this excited over one of his hobbies, so...

"Ah— Wait, a crime drama?" She watched as the other sets the TV, Koga watching the screen as she tried to recall a show she saw advertised the other day. "... Sherlock?"
krankran - 12/21/2017
"Eh? Is that it?" He blinks, trying to scour his mind for the connection. That was an english book, right? He can't admit to have ever reading it, but if Koga knows about it, then it must be good, right?

"I wouldn't know... I hadn't heard of it before now."
Koga - 12/21/2017
"Ah, no... I'm asking you if that's what it is." Before sitting down she picks the clothes scattered around, setting them besides herself. "I was asking if it was? I saw a TV commercial on it the other day. I was wondering if it was the same show."
krankran - 12/21/2017
"...Who knows. They tend to churn out similar stuff anyway." He shrugs. "Though, I suppose it'd be an incredible coincidence if there were two shows called that, huh?"
Koga - 12/21/2017
"I think the one I'm talking about its the reboot of a reboot based on books and movies." Anyway, she pats the spot besides hers, urging Junta to hurry up. "It doesn't matter either way, does it? Let's watch it already."
krankran - 12/21/2017
"A reboot of a reboot?" He asks incredulously as he flops down on the couch beside her. "Like spiderman? What, wasn;t the reboot any good?"
Koga - 12/21/2017
She shrugs.

"I've never seen any of them. Although..." Hmm... "I seem to remember that the last one was incredibly popular? That probably means it was good"

Right?
krankran - 12/21/2017
"So they're probably riding the money trail, huh?"

Well, that was understandable. After all, money was a pretty important commodity, especially for television broadcasters. And heck, if something good or better came out from it, then it's fine.

"I'll play episode one, shall I? So you can get an idea of what's going on."
Koga - 12/21/2017
"Sure, go ahead."

She leans back on the couch, close to Junta. She'll hold on her judgements until after she's watched at least some of it.
December 22, 2017
krankran - 12/22/2017
((Idk if you want to RP them watching the show or-?))
Koga - 12/22/2017
// time jump is probably fine? although, where would we go from there? :thinking:
parents...? //
krankran - 12/22/2017
((Like, Teshima's parents?))
Koga - 12/22/2017
// yeah?
krankran - 12/22/2017
((sounds good. I'll timeskip then :39))
Koga - 12/22/2017
// aight! :ok_hand:
krankran - 12/22/2017
They get through about four episodes of the series. The sun has already dipped below the horizon before they realise it. But to course, the only reason they stop is because the front door of the apartment swings open. Teshima turns, because he hadn't expected Kenta home so soon.

But instead of his brother, his father pokes his head into the living room. And Teshima kind of freezes.

"Junta, just letting you kn-"

And of course, when his father notices Kimitaka sitting there in clothes that he's definitely seen before, he cuts himself off.

"Oh." He says instead, realising that her hair is still a little damp. It doesn't take a genius to fit two and two together. "Oh. You're the girlfriend then?"
Koga - 12/22/2017
This was all Junta’s fault. Showing him such a good series, distracting her from changing back into her clothes, paying attention to the front door.

If her heart stops when it first clicks open, it about shrinks to the size of a walnut the moment she sees that it’s not— its not Teshima’s brother.

It takes her all of 5 seconds to recover from the shock, close her mouth, stand up in a hurry and bow down to a perfect 90 degrees angle.

“Koga Kimitaka, sir! It’s an honor to finally meet you!”

(Yeah, right. Please kill her.)
krankran - 12/22/2017
She really shouldn't be bowing.

Both Teshima's are struck with that thought, one out of panic at the appearance of his parent, the other with growing panic as the very low cut shirt of Juntas best did nothing to contain her-.

Her. Did nothing to contain her.

"Don't- just-" his father flails, "Please, stand up. The pleasures mine, but before that, would... You like some other clothes? I'm sure my wife has something."

Please say yes, he thinks, eyes flicking over to Junta who's still frozen on the couch. Or at least, he assumes as much before he leaps off the couch, almost tripping over himself.

"This-! I told you about her, right? Kimitaka." He says, words just as much of a message as he is.(edited)
Koga - 12/22/2017
She realizes that bowing was a bad idea tragically late. Miraculously, nothing escaped, but that was hardly reassuring when she was still showing so much.

Koga straightens like there’s a wire on her spine. By now she knows all too well that trying to hide them will only make them stand out all the more, so she just. Stands there. Very straight. Wishing for lightning to strike her with lots, lots of faith.

(What was that everyone said, dress modestly when meeting your boyfriend’s parents? She appreciates Teshima-san (?) throwing her a line, but she stills wants to disappear.)

Koga bows, this time with head only, when Teshima introduces her again because yes, this is certainly her, in this situation, and once that’s done—

“I accept the offer sir, thank you very much.” Bow, bow, and she turns to look at Junta so he’ll guide her to wherever his mother’s clothes are and away from this mess.
krankran - 12/22/2017
His father opens his mouth to reply, looking entirely too amused with himself. But Juntas grabbed Kimitakas wrist and is already hauling her out into the hall.

"Your mother's in the kitchen!" He calls out, bemused, watching the two vanish into another doorway. He'd... Definitely have to grill Junta later.

-

He slams the door as soon as both of them are safely inside, his face pale and eyes wide because holy shit they've definitely been figured out. Kimitaka's wearing next to nothing, his hair is damp, and his dad definitely.... Definitely!!!

"Shit." He groans, leaning back heavily against the door. "I'm so sorry."
Koga - 12/22/2017
Koga’s too busy hiding behind her hands to even try and pretend that this is okay. Probably because this is far from okay.

It’s a terrible disaster.

“I don’t know if I’m strong enough to go out there again”, she mumbles from behind her palms after a long while. “Your father already saw me like this, and your mother is out there, and I’ll possibly run into her on my way out while wearing her clothes”

She’d rather stay here and shrivel down that willingly go out and deal with that.(edited)
krankran - 12/22/2017
"You have to. Please. I don't want them to thing anything more than they probably already are."

Which meant he'd need to find kind of okay clothes for her to wear. But his mother was formal to a T, so the best he can do is a button down, sleeveless blouse. He's not even sure if any of her skirts or pants would fit around Kimitaka's thighs though. Help.

"Mom literally won't care. Dad might ask you some wierd questions." He clarifies, "But they won't want to kill you. I might die after you leave, but you'll be fine."
Koga - 12/22/2017
Obviously, she’d have to. She didn’t see any windows in here and even if there were, she’s not sure she could survive jumping from a second floor unharmed.

With a final sigh, she comes from behind her hiding… place? To take a look at her options. Teshima had picked a blouse for her in the meanwhile, and she’s quick to get inside it. But of course, that was only half the solution.

Going through Junta’s mothers closet what making it glaringly clear that they weren’t the same size.

“Does she have anything loose?” She asks, hopelessly scanning over an impressive amount of office-style pants. “A skirt, or something? Sweatpants?”
krankran - 12/22/2017
"...Dad probably has scrubs or sweatpants... if you wanted." He starts slwoly, glancing over to the other half of the wardrobe (which was far more casual than his mother's side.) "Your bag is in the hallway, right?"

If it was, there was no chance of them sneaking out to grab it. He's not sure they'd escape for a second time, after all.
Koga - 12/22/2017
Sweatpants... and a blouse. She thinks that might be an existing outfit combination that is in for those young entrepreneurs types.

Then again, maybe she just thinks she thinks that because of wishful thinking.

In any case, beggars can't be choosers, so she nods at Junta, mumbling a low 'sweatpants are fine'.

"Yeah, my bag is in the hallway", she says, only them remembering that she had picked up their clothes, absentmindedly folded them, and left them on the couch.  "No way you could pick it up along with the stuff in the living room, right?"

Great...
krankran - 12/22/2017
He seems to have come to the same realisation as she had, and all colour drains from his face. They'd left that stuff on the couch. They'd left the dress on the couch.

He can only hope to hell that neither of his parents noticed the dress was too small for her. Please.

"The dress is yours." He says immediately, shakily as Kimitaka changes. "Please."
Koga - 12/22/2017
“Isn’t the dress in the bathroom?” She remembers very, very clearly Junta asking her to undress him, as well as the act itself. Really, the only thing of his in the living room was his underwear.

Meanwhile, every single piece of clothing Koga had worn when he left the house except her bra, was… in the living room.

“God”, she mumbles, rolling up the newly acquired sweatpants a little so it’d look slightly more like a fashion statement and a little less like the evidence of a terrible disaster in the happening. “It’ll look like you literally threw me on the couch and wasted no time undressing me.”

Just… just the first impression she needed.
krankran - 12/22/2017
"oh god." He groans, covering his face with his hands. "It's likeI deflowered you on the couch. In the living room."

He's ready to die. Honestly. There's no way his parents would miss that kind of mess. Unless his father had immediately retreated into the kitchen.

"Okay... Okay, let's... We need to get into the living room before they find anything." He says, mind abalze with ideas. After all, this was his survival instinct talking now. "I'll say you're getting changed, and you can sneak into the living room. Just kick everything under the couch or something.. The bathroom can wait, but what do you think?"(edited)
Koga - 12/22/2017
“I really don’t see any more options for us.” Besides the ‘jumping out of a window’ one, which she already discarded. “Make sure you drag him somewhere, and keep him there. Last thing we need is your dad seeing me sneaking around with my clothes in hand.”

She’d gather them, throw them into Junta’s room, maybe sprint for the bathroom and repeat the process with the dress and etc. She’d need Junta to stall though.
krankran - 12/22/2017
"I'll... Keep them in the kitchen. That's far enough for you to sneak in without them noticing you."

It's a... Almost flawless plan. So he nods, and turns to leave.

And of course finds his parents sitting around the kitchen table; his mother wearing a rather constipated expression, his father looking utterly delighted with himself.

Hey try to talk at the same time, leaving him to hover nervously in the doorway (and block the view of the entrance.)

"So... Girlfriend?" His mother says, winning the silent battle for verbal dominance.  "But I thought... Aoyagi-san?"

She looks as confused as he feels, but he can definitely see where she was coming from.

"Not... Not quite." He admits, leaving her to mull over that, while his dad grins.

"So... You like that type, huh?"

He groans. Father why.
Koga - 12/22/2017
Koga, thankfully, doesn’t hear any of the conversation because last thing she needs is to get an even larger insight on whatever Junta’s parents are thinking, on top of what they must be thinking of her right now. No, she sticks to the plan like she was professionally trained to follow through things like this. An elite member of an specialized force of something. 100% effectiveness as she sprints (quietly) to the living room, stretches herself over the couch to grab everything in one big hand, sprints back to the bathroom to get the outfit she was completely blaming for this situation, throws it all over Junta’s bed, and finally heads towards the kitchen in long strides.

Only to halt just outside everyone’s view to catch her breath, fix her hair a little and...

Stare at Junta, very intently, in hopes that he would introduce her or something. You know, the way it would normally go, hadn’t they gotten caught in such a compromising state.
krankran - 12/22/2017
Kimitaka certainly takes her time.  Thankfully, his mother recovers and asks him basic questions, stopping his father from asking the more embaressing ones.

Yes, they're dating. Yes, she's from bike club. No, Aoyagi was never dating him. Yes, Aoyagi knows.

So when she appears, he looks thoroughly exhausted, but nowhere as near as nervous as he did when he left her. His parents have also calmed down, and it doesn't seem like his father had mentioned their state of undress to his mother... So...

"This is Kim- Koga. This is Koga. We're uh... We're dating." He says, gesturing to her and hoping she'd take the hint and sit down herself.

"So I see." His father replies cheerfully, his mother shooting a rather confused look in his direction. "So... Koga is it? Tell us about yourself."
Koga - 12/22/2017
It takes Junta a while to realize she's there, and since there's no way she's walking into the room and introducing herself, she ends up... eavesdropping.

Which leads her to find a couple of very interesting things she won't have time to ponder, let alone bring up to Junta, until after they're done putting off this fire.

Compartmentalize, Kimitaka. Compartmentalize.

Eventually, she's allowed in. Taking a seat besides Junta and in front of her parents, she does her best to project... something that isn't anxiety.

"Yes, Koga. Nice to meet you." She bows slightly, folds her hands on her lap, and wonders why the most basic questions by protocol were also the most difficult ones. "I'm in Jun— Teshima's grade, although we met at the cycling club. I'm a member there and also double as the mechanic. I like math and would like to study engineering in the future."

Please, god, tell her that much was good.
krankran - 12/22/2017
His mother's mouth crumples while his father grins with delight.

"Is this a job interview?" He asks lightly, amusement in his voice. "Because you're doing quite well, considering you initial impression."

His wife casts him a curious look while Junta pales, and somehow his grin grows wider.

"So then? What exactly is your relationship. Dating.... And things, sure, but... How long has this been going on?"
Koga - 12/22/2017
Sir, please. If she spontaneously implodes out of shame, that'll be blood on your hands.

But, at last, a question that can only be answered one way, and that she knows how to answer.

"Since New Year's." She says. "We were friends before that, but we... agreed to start dating then."
krankran - 12/22/2017
"Oohhhh, so... A little over half a year, huh? That's not bad timing." He muses, "At least you two didn't rush that kind of thing?"

"What kind of thing?" His wife deadpans, casting a critical eye over Junta, who seems to sink into his seat.

"You know. Dating. At least they held off till last year." He grins, watching the way Junta's eyes darting to him as if the kid figured out what he's playing at. "Is that nice, darling~?"

His wife seems satisfied with that, and she finally turns to Junta with a frown on her face.

"If it's been that long, why didn't you tell us?" She mutters, like a child whose been left out of a great secret. "I always thought... You and that other person..."

Junta fumbles, and glances at Kimitaka for assistance.
Koga - 12/22/2017
Why is he asking her for assistance. They are literally talking about someone else in front of her, and while she gets it, she should be the one getting assistance.

"M-my parents." She interjects. "They are... if I introduced someone as my boyfriend, they'd think we are planning on marriage and asking for their blessing." She commits to memory that she's presenting her family as very tradicional. Are they? Oh, she doesn't actually know. But that'll at least give them an excuse not to intrude Junta to her parents yet. "I... thought it'd be better to wait."

She took that bullet for him. He better thank her later.
krankran - 12/22/2017
...what? Marriage?

All three Teshima's look shocked at the mention of it; the father looking completely blindsided, the mother's eyes widening, the son looking like he wanted to vanish into the floor.

There's a good, long stretch of silence before the mother clears her throat to break it.

"Are... Are you two..." She starts, arms atillfolded over her chest. "Is marriage already on your minds?"
Koga - 12/22/2017
Well, that didn't read well. (But Junta's dad finally looks caught off guard, so she can't feel too bad about it.)

"It is not. Which is why I asked Junta to wait. I don't want them to get the wrong impression."(edited)
krankran - 12/22/2017
Well. That didn't clear things up at all. The mother frowns critically, clearly not understanding.

"Asked him to wait before telling us?" She asks incredulously. "There's nothing strange about having a girlfriend at his age... I don't know about your parents, but we wouldn't have immediatly jumped to something like that."

She suddenly looks a little put out.

"I wanted to celebrate that kind of thing, you know?"