[ Seemingly reassured by the fact that no one seems to be interested in what they were doing at all, she keeps going; her hand continues on, following this skin from the outside of his thigh to rest on top of it, instead. Ann's attention turns back to him as her fingertips toy with the very edge of the towel that keeps him just barely covered under the water.
She's suddenly very glad her bikini is string-tied. He's a bit more 'easy access' in that regard. ]
I missed you, too. [ She whispers back to him, scooting herself closer and closer until the space between them is gone, and her other arm can easily wrap itself around him. She'd missed him, someone she'd simply connected with, easy and familiar, but also one of the people who'd made her feel comfortable and wanted enough to initiate her first threesome. Something she'd grown very fond of, afterward. ]
Yeah, [ She breathes out, shivering at the fingers tracing the boundary between swimsuit and skin, she props her hip up a bit, offering the knot out to him as yet another invitation, a lot more transparent than the last. ]
[The thought comes with a very quiet laugh, and he pulls the knot without the slightest hesitation. He can feel her fingers, the hot water heightening the sensation rather than numbing it, and the towel does very little to hide the fact that he's more and more turned on by even indirect teasing.]
[ His quiet laugh is met with a slightly louder one— that was funny, okay? The thought had definitely crossed her mind, before. Duplicity had gotten her used to being… well, active, but it had also fostered a somewhat voracious appetite for sex. After a while, it hadn't been for quota. It had been for fun. Because she'd wanted it.
Like now. Like she wants this. Like she wants him. The Chroma is just the cherry on top of the sundae.
The strings float loose in the pool until she reaches for the other knot, the one tucked against the wall, doing it away with it herself so she can pull the entire thing from underneath her, giving him a sheepish smile as she lays it up on the edge— she's going to have to put it back on later, better not to lose it. ]
[Carefully, mirroring her motions, Souji folds his towel and sets it aside on the rim of the pool. Like her, it isn't about the Chroma - it's about the connection, the fun, the feeling. But it makes him laugh that it's something they get paid for.
Once she's bare, he reaches over, teasing between her thighs with his fingertips, almost more tickling than exploring. It's been a while for the two of them, and as eager as he is for her, he wants to draw this out.]
[ The way he folds up his towel and gently places it on the ledge is somehow the most amusing thing she's seen in a while. She has to bite the insides of her lips to keep it to herself, which is an effort in vain as his hand slides between her legs and his fingers play at in skin in a way that makes her giggle and squirm— in probably not the way he'd been intending.
Ann scoots herself a little closer so she can slide an arm around him and rest her chin on his shoulder. And since they're copying each other's moves, anyway, her hand slides between his thighs, hardly bothering to tease the way he does. Her hand goes all the way up, gently cupping his balls in the palm of her hand, fingertips stroking them idly almost the way he does to her thighs. ]
[His breath huffs out in a rush as she strokes him, and he leans back, legs parting just a little further, making sure she has as much access to his body as she wants. His fingertips on her curl stroking up towards her clit, doing their best to be something more than ticklish.]
Oh, [ she breathes out a quick gasp, rocking and angling her hips to help his fingers find the perfect spot, rather than feeling around blindly— although that felt perfectly fine, the tingling electric feeling of the Chroma they generate making pleasurable feelings all the better. ]
Because… I thought about it a lot, after you were gone. Both of you.
[ She takes the spread legs as the invitation it is, drawing her fingertips over his sac until they've all withdrawn and instead started to pet the underside of his cock. ]
You know... the next week, when we were scheduled to sleep over again, and you couldn't make it...
[He trails off, focusing for just a moment on moving his fingers faster, dialing up the pressure of his fingers just a little, watching her reactions until he sees what seems best, groaning low in his throat as her fingers begin to move up as well...]
[ He almost, almost has her distracted enough not to even think about what he's saying, pressing her mouth against his skin to stifle the sound that makes its way out as he finds a particularly pleasing pattern and pressure to rub into her.
Her hand stutters, but only stops for a second, as she gapes at him. ]
For real?! [ Apparently, no, she hadn't! ] Ugh… I can't believe it I missed my chance…
[ Pouting, she picks back up, tracing her way to the head of his cock and then back down, where she encircles the base between her thumb and finger. ]
I wasn't sure whether I was interested... and then I didn't know if I was interested in everyone, or just girls and also Yusuke.
[As long as he has her off-balance, he may as well tease and confess at once to someone he knows won't judge, but he pauses at the end of the sentence, shivering as her fingers circle around him once more, and his own pace stutters - but only for a moment.]
Guess he rubbed off on you a little. [ In… more ways than one? It hadn't surprised her when Yusuke had told her that he was attracted to anyone that satisfied his aesthetics; it surprises her just as little that someone as open and candid as Souji is the same.
Ann spreads her thighs further apart, propping one of her legs up on her foot, and leans over to press her lips against his neck— probably the most visibly intimate move either of them have really made so far, if anyone were paying attention. ]
Now I'm even more glad I started something that night.
[His face is flushed, and his breathing a little unsteady in the wake of that kiss, her lips against his neck feeling almost cool in the heated air, and his fingers press deeper into her, testing...]
Rubbing off... isn't usually enough. Come over here?
[Come sit on his lap, please, and he'll tell her all the stories she wants to hear.]
[Once she's on his lap, he wraps his arms around her, slowly, forearms lightly encircling her stomach. His cock presses against the cleft of her ass, although it would be an easy enough adjustment to shift and sit down on it, but for now, his breath huffs in her ear, taking a moment to be overwhelmed by just the contact itself.]
[ Even despite the temperature of the water heating them both up to a considerable degree, the breath on her ear is even hotter, and she doesn't manage to suppress the shiver that runs up her spine because of it. Ann's hands reach to clasp onto his arms, holding them there, as she bites her lip and, with the help of buoyancy the water provides her, lifts and rocks her hips down into him.
Just for the reaction she seems plenty aware she can get out of him. ]
[In a moment he goes from kissing her neck to biting down on her shoulder to stifle the groan as she rocks down on him. His hips press up against her, rutting and rubbing back insistently.]
I missed you.
[Missed someone for whom all of this can be eager, uncomplicated fun for the most part, daring explorations and just - doing what feels right.
And what feels right is very obvious at the moment.]
[ His teeth sink into her skin and Ann hisses as her nails do the very same— biting into the flesh of his upper arms as her back arches in response, pressing their chests closer together. She'd missed him, too, in more ways than just physical, but she'd gotten pretty comfortable with being like this with Souji, even without the alcohol as lubrication.
Him rubbing against her is nice… but it isn't quite enough, and she relinquishes her grip on his arm to dip her hand into the water and between them. Her fingers find his cock easily, angling herself to nudge the head against her slit. ]
Kinda don't feel like waiting. [ She smooths her other hand over the damage her nails had done and instead links it under his arm, palm flat against his back. ]
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She's suddenly very glad her bikini is string-tied. He's a bit more 'easy access' in that regard. ]
I missed you, too. [ She whispers back to him, scooting herself closer and closer until the space between them is gone, and her other arm can easily wrap itself around him. She'd missed him, someone she'd simply connected with, easy and familiar, but also one of the people who'd made her feel comfortable and wanted enough to initiate her first threesome. Something she'd grown very fond of, afterward. ]
Yeah, [ She breathes out, shivering at the fingers tracing the boundary between swimsuit and skin, she props her hip up a bit, offering the knot out to him as yet another invitation, a lot more transparent than the last. ]
I do.
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[The thought comes with a very quiet laugh, and he pulls the knot without the slightest hesitation. He can feel her fingers, the hot water heightening the sensation rather than numbing it, and the towel does very little to hide the fact that he's more and more turned on by even indirect teasing.]
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Like now. Like she wants this. Like she wants him. The Chroma is just the cherry on top of the sundae.
The strings float loose in the pool until she reaches for the other knot, the one tucked against the wall, doing it away with it herself so she can pull the entire thing from underneath her, giving him a sheepish smile as she lays it up on the edge— she's going to have to put it back on later, better not to lose it. ]
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Once she's bare, he reaches over, teasing between her thighs with his fingertips, almost more tickling than exploring. It's been a while for the two of them, and as eager as he is for her, he wants to draw this out.]
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Ann scoots herself a little closer so she can slide an arm around him and rest her chin on his shoulder. And since they're copying each other's moves, anyway, her hand slides between his thighs, hardly bothering to tease the way he does. Her hand goes all the way up, gently cupping his balls in the palm of her hand, fingertips stroking them idly almost the way he does to her thighs. ]
Hey… remember that night, with Yusuke?
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[His breath huffs out in a rush as she strokes him, and he leans back, legs parting just a little further, making sure she has as much access to his body as she wants. His fingertips on her curl stroking up towards her clit, doing their best to be something more than ticklish.]
Why... do you ask?
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Because… I thought about it a lot, after you were gone. Both of you.
[ She takes the spread legs as the invitation it is, drawing her fingertips over his sac until they've all withdrawn and instead started to pet the underside of his cock. ]
Kinda wanted to go for seconds.
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[He trails off, focusing for just a moment on moving his fingers faster, dialing up the pressure of his fingers just a little, watching her reactions until he sees what seems best, groaning low in his throat as her fingers begin to move up as well...]
We didn't cancel.
[She probably hadn't known that.]
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Her hand stutters, but only stops for a second, as she gapes at him. ]
For real?! [ Apparently, no, she hadn't! ] Ugh… I can't believe it I missed my chance…
[ Pouting, she picks back up, tracing her way to the head of his cock and then back down, where she encircles the base between her thumb and finger. ]
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[As long as he has her off-balance, he may as well tease and confess at once to someone he knows won't judge, but he pauses at the end of the sentence, shivering as her fingers circle around him once more, and his own pace stutters - but only for a moment.]
It turns out, I appreciate everyone...
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Ann spreads her thighs further apart, propping one of her legs up on her foot, and leans over to press her lips against his neck— probably the most visibly intimate move either of them have really made so far, if anyone were paying attention. ]
Now I'm even more glad I started something that night.
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[His face is flushed, and his breathing a little unsteady in the wake of that kiss, her lips against his neck feeling almost cool in the heated air, and his fingers press deeper into her, testing...]
Rubbing off... isn't usually enough. Come over here?
[Come sit on his lap, please, and he'll tell her all the stories she wants to hear.]
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[ She huffs playfully against his skin. Not that she's complaining about it, following up the indignance with a pleased, muffled sound.
But she means it: it's not enough, and she does exactly what he suggests, shifting carefully in the water to slide over and onto his lap. ]
But this is a good start.
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It's... a very good start.
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Just for the reaction she seems plenty aware she can get out of him. ]
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I missed you.
[Missed someone for whom all of this can be eager, uncomplicated fun for the most part, daring explorations and just - doing what feels right.
And what feels right is very obvious at the moment.]
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Him rubbing against her is nice… but it isn't quite enough, and she relinquishes her grip on his arm to dip her hand into the water and between them. Her fingers find his cock easily, angling herself to nudge the head against her slit. ]
Kinda don't feel like waiting. [ She smooths her other hand over the damage her nails had done and instead links it under his arm, palm flat against his back. ]
This okay?