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V/V's one singular outfit had been totally ruined. It barely held together as she searched for something else to wear. She knew very well that her trunk had no other clothes, and she wasn't really keen on wearing those "outfits" provided by the tower... So, for the moment, she'd borrow someone else's.

Nobody was in Yosuke's room when she pulled his school uniform out of his trunk and put it on, discarding her tattered dress on the floor for now. It was practical, comfortable, and it looked really nice - well, it looked nice on Yosuke, so it stood to logic that it looked nice on her.

She was searching for a mirror when the door opened.

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Yosuke hadn't bothered to knock as he entered his room - even after all this time, it was a reflex he couldn't shake. After all, it didn't matter that he shared it with a bunch of other people, it was still his room so why should he knock? He hadn't expected anyone to be in there, let alone-

... let alone...

And then Yosuke was frozen in the doorway, unable to move or look away and for once, understanding just what it was that Kanji saw in Naoto. It wasn't that his school uniform was particularly revealing or anything like that, but there was something about the way it fit on V/V's body that made it damn hard to look away. Not that he wanted to look away. Yosuke felt himself blush as he stared, and after a few moments, he finally managed to piece some words together.

"Uh... hey there, V/V. You're looking good."

From the silence while Yosuke put his brain back together, V/V thought she was in trouble for stealing clothes. His first words didn't fit with that idea, but she thought an explanation was still in order.

"Thank you. I'm sorry for taking your clothes without asking, but-" She kicked her ripped dress on the ground. "It was an emergency."

"No, it's okay!"

His gaze drifted for a moment to the dress lying on the ground in tatters, and the perverted part of his brain couldn't help but be mad - mad that he didn't get here a few minutes earlier to see her barely covered self wearing that dress and mad that he was just too late to see her change. Never one to have a good poker face (at least in this kind of situation), he felt himself getting redder and redder by the moment.

Thankfully, he had the presence of mind to step inside a little further and close the door behind him. Yosuke felt himself start to smile despite himself, as he attempted to recover a little from his less than graceful entrance.

"Besides, they look better on you than they ever did on me. Not bad at all!"

"Are you sure? I think they look really good on you, so I can't look that much better."

V/V might just have thought that Yosuke looked really good. Maybe. Possibly. She smiled back, and bent to fiddle with his shoelaces. "I think your shoes are just too big for my feet, though. I should take them off."

"Yeah, take it off!"

The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them, and for a few seconds he couldn't help but look utterly horrified. It was one thing for him to think that sort of thing, and another for him to blurt his thoughts out completely unprovoked. He tried to backpedal, but the words wouldn't come out right.

"I, uh... I meant- crap, I, uh..."

V/V giggled at his expression, not seeming at all offended. "Like this, you mean?"

She unlaced one shoe and pulled the sock off with it, stretching her bare foot out toward him and wiggling her toes. Then came the other shoe and sock.

"Ahh, that feels nice~"

Yosuke couldn't help but stare, a little entranced at the simple act of taking off a shoe and sock.

I shouldn't be turned on by something so simple.

But the fact of the matter was that he was turned on, and the atmosphere in the room had changed dramatically. She was smiling and enjoying herself and he was pretty sure he was being teased, so why not enjoy it?

With that in mind he found his way to the edge of his bed, smiling sheepishly as he continued to stare at her.

"Yeah... if it feels nice, why don't you keep going?"

"I just put these on, but for you, I'll take them back off again."

Slowly, she undid each of the four large buttons on his jacket, gently sliding the whole jacket off of her and tossing it onto his lap when it was off. The T-shirt was large enough not to cling to her breasts, but the shape of them was still visible through the fabric.

This... this was really happening. Holy crap. He'd been half teasing when he said it, but she was going for it and this was really happening.

As she started working the buttons, Yosuke just couldn't help himself. After all, the mood was there, but it wasn't quite right. As quickly as he could, he slipped his headphones off and slipped his music player out of his pocket, fiddling with it without ever taking his eyes off of V/V as he searched for just the right track. As soon as he found it he put both on top of his trunk. His headphones could only do so much, but even then it was loud enough to be heard.

Besides, she already had his heart racing. The music was just an added bonus.

Taking the jacket off his lap, he tossed it to the side. After all, she deserved to see the effect she was having on him, and as his pants were a little on the snug side to begin with, the effect was obvious.

There was a moment's hesitation while V/V decided whether to go for top or bottom next. Coming to a decision, she slid his pants off, shaking her hips in time to the music.

Leaving the trousers in a puddle on the ground, she did a slow twirl, showing that she had gone so far as to change into his boxers. Now only in a T-shirt and underwear, she slid one hand up under her shirt, but for the moment, didn't take it off.

Sometimes, Yosuke's brain worked in weird ways. Right then, as she did a twirl in front of him, clad only in his T-shirt and boxers, was one of those times.

It suddenly occurred to him that, having never had a striptease before, he had no idea what the proper etiquette was. His body was aching, straining against his own boxers and pants, but... was he allowed to help himself out? Or was that against the rules? Did stripteases even have rules?

He hesitated, but seeing her slide a hand up her shirt was his last straw. Fidgeting in his seat but never taking his eyes off her, he found the button for his own pants and fought with it for a moment before managing to get it undone, sliding his own zipper down and... then promptly realized his shoes were still on. Dammit! Still, he already felt a little better as he began to kick his shoes off at the side of the bed.

Don't worry, she was playing this totally by ear herself.

V/V was glad he was still paying attention to her as she worked his shirt off over her head. She wore no bra, so with his boxers slowly sliding down her hips, the striptease was almost over.

She thought now she could speak up a little. "Would you like some help, Yosuke?"

And there she was, his angel, completely naked with her beauty entirely exposed. It was a sight he couldn't get tired of, and as his shoes hit the ground his struggle with his own clothes was momentarily forgotten.

Holy shit, she was beautiful.

It was all he could do to find an answer to her question as he stared intently at her, gaze moving up and down her body over and over again.

"Yeah, some help might be nice. If you don't mind."

Smiling, she went to straddle his lap, rubbing possibly-intentionally against him.

"You have to do one thing for me first, though. It's easy."

Without further warning, she pulled him into a deep kiss. Her lips moved against his as she wrapped her arms around him.

He couldn't help but let out a bit of a groan, completely certain that was intentional and that the angel in his lap was in fact incredibly evil.

He was also certain he didn't care in the slightest as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her down and on top of him as he fell backwards onto the bed.

A naked angel, her lips pressed against his while he kissed her for all he was worth... sometimes? His life really wasn't that bad.

The kiss seemed to V/V to last for ages, but it could have just been her getting lost in the heady feelings spreading through her. She leaned back, squirming out of Yosuke's hold, and slid down enough so that she could pull his pants down further and free his erection from his boxers.

"You really liked that, didn't you?" Without waiting for a (coherent) answer, she licked the very tip of it, letting her warm tongue swirl around the head.

It lasted ages and yet not long enough, with Yosuke panting for breath and wanting more as she slid down his body, the feel of her just past the fabric of his shirt driving him crazy. As soon as his arms were free he reached for the bottom of his shirt, lifting it over his head and throwing it aside.

With his shirt out of his way and V/V having slid off his boxers, they were finally on equal footing.

... well, almost equal footing. Before he realized what was going on, V/V's tongue was doing something he had no answer for. It was all he could do to grip the sheets as a wave of pleasure coursed through his body.

"Hooooly... oh my god..."

That was a good sign if she ever saw one.

V/V licked long stripes up and down his cock, dragging out every motion. For a moment, she paused to smile up at him, before carefully taking the tip inside her mouth.

"How are you so... shit you're... good at this..."

He's not sure how he managed to get out actual words between the gasps and the groans, and that smile she gave him... holy hell, he had never seen anything that sexy in all his life.

He reached down and ran a hand through her hair, not sure what else what to do, but determined to pay her ba-

And then coherent thought stopped.

V/V detached herself, careful not to scrape him when he was most tender. After swallowing what was in her mouth and wiping away what wasn't with her hand, she moved to curl up closer to him.

"I'd kiss you again, but you wouldn't like it, it tastes kind of bad," she commented, nuzzling at his neck instead. "I was good?"

He couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed, but then he'd never experienced anything quite like that before, no matter how suave and experienced he tried to pass himself off as.

Besides... there's nothing that said they couldn't wait until he was ready to go again, so he nuzzles against her happily.

"You were amazing. How did you even learn that?"

"There's some movies in the media room, with silly titles and lots of people having sex," V/V explained. "I watched some of those."

Porn was educational!

"Well... was there anything else from those movies you wanted to try?"

After all, why not? They had a healthy relationship, and it couldn't hurt to spice things up.

That striptease worked pretty well.

"I'm sure anything would be fun with you. Maybe you should watch them with me?"

Oh, she could tell it worked well.

"Hmm... I think if we watch them together, we'll want to make sure we get a little privacy."

He could only imagine the ideas they'd get from watching them together - but then he paused for a moment. After all, she wasn't the only one to have ever watched 'educational' videos.

"Hey... V/V. Until I'm ready for more, do you mind if I try something I saw? I want you to feel good, too."

"Of course!" V/V turned an even brighter smile on him. "You have really good ideas." In this area, she might even be right.

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