[She spreads her thighs out a bit- enough for Oda to see where she wants him to go, but close enough for her to embrace him if she wants. Once again, there's so much pink. ]
Since you've been such a good boy, Oda... maybe you'd like a taste?
[That's permission to move on if he's ever heard it. He settles in between her thighs, and gives a single, tentative lick.
-Doesn't taste bad, though that's not the point. He licks her again, finding a pattern of long strokes of tongue down her whole wetness coupled with shorter, more rapid licks.]
[Sorry, but Elaine is not available for comment at this time. Instead, she lets herself succumb to the pleasure as Oda's tongue strokes her clit. It's so warm, and the rest of the room, her worries about the future, everything about this fucked up space prison melts away as soon as he becomes more enthusiastic about it. She laughs, and her thighs shudder just a bit, but that laughter is soon replaced by soft moans.
Finally, she gasps and finds the breath to say something.]
[Not stopping. Her laughter is as encouraging as her moans are, and more than anything else he likes being able to make her feel good - making someone he cares about this much feel good even in this fucked up space prison.
He focuses on her clit for a few licks before returning to the rest of her wetness, then going back, repeat. He could do this all day if she'd let him.]
[She lets him stay at it for a few moments, before she's left moaning and gasping and shaking, before she pushes him away. It's not too forceful, just a soft little nudge, and the whisper Oda hears coming from her soon after ought to let him know that things aren't over just yet:]
[That's not the most eloquent answer, but it's hard to come up with words right now when he's still reeling from that sensation. He doesn't masturbate very often, but even if he had, there's still a world of difference between his hand and her tongue.]
[It's said in a lilted, sort of sing-songy way, as she kisses the tip of his cock lightly before continuing to lick. It's long, deliberate strokes, but she's still holding back just a little. Not sure if she wants him to finish early...]
[That's a real concern with virgins, but at least he doesn't seem to be that close yet. He's fully hard now, which is an improvement, and her continued attention makes him whimper more and more.
At some point, one of his hands ends up in her hair. Not pulling or pushing, just - he likes touching her. It doesn't feel right not to touch her when she's doing this.]
[Her hair's nice and soft. Yeah, the prison shampoo is pretty cheap and shitty, but her hair's always been like that. It wouldn't be Elaine, after all, if she wasn't as soft as a kitten in a basket of marshmallows.
Once he's nice and hard, she slowly pulls herself away from his cock, then reaches over and touches his cheek tenderly.
[She's always soft and tender. If Elaine will let him, maybe they can cuddle after this? Or, even if they hadn't had sex - he'd still like hugging her.
Oda takes his hand out of her hair and instead presses it against the back of her hand. She's warm.]
[Slowly, she begins to straddle him, her hand shivering a little when he places it on hers. She could stay here for ages, just feeling his touch and basking in the warmth of his body...
...but that's not what she's here for. She settles onto his cock and gives a sweet, soft little moan as her thighs press against him. Nothing's even happened yet, but she smiles, enjoying this singular moment where they're joined together. Elaine's enjoyed plenty of other cocks in the past, but that had just been the shallow rush of instinct.
Never like this.
She looks into Oda's eyes and doesn't avert her gaze.]
Not even just where they're joined together, or her thighs on his legs, or anything to do with body heat, but - there's a warmth in her eyes, the kind of emotion that comes with being intimate with someone you really, truly care about.
Oda meets her gaze. His face is flushed, and his legs are quivering with the effort needed not to try to push up into her more, but his gaze is bright. He's smiling. He's happy.]
[Her rhythm is perfect - he doesn't feel the need to try to change anything, especially when she's more experienced than he is. But he also doesn't feel okay just lying back and taking it.
So he kisses her, more feverishly than before. He has to kiss her or he might explode.]
[She gasps for air in between his kisses, her rhythm picking up in speed and intensity as she feels the heat building up inside her. This is all so much. Finally, words slip out-]
[In this moment, the words that are right to say come out so easily. He doesn't have to think about them because he knows that they're true - maybe not in the same way she means them, but no one can ever understand exactly how anyone feels something.]
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Since you've been such a good boy, Oda... maybe you'd like a taste?
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-Doesn't taste bad, though that's not the point. He licks her again, finding a pattern of long strokes of tongue down her whole wetness coupled with shorter, more rapid licks.]
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Finally, she gasps and finds the breath to say something.]
Mmmmh, don't stop...
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He focuses on her clit for a few licks before returning to the rest of her wetness, then going back, repeat. He could do this all day if she'd let him.]
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How about I return the favor?
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If - if you want to.
[He sits back. He's not fully hard yet - maybe halfway there - but that could be fixed fairly quickly.
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[She kisses him on the lips again, just a little, before moving a bit lower. She smiles once she sees that half-hard cock, then licks it.
Her tongue is awfully warm.]
This alright with you, hon?
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[That's not the most eloquent answer, but it's hard to come up with words right now when he's still reeling from that sensation. He doesn't masturbate very often, but even if he had, there's still a world of difference between his hand and her tongue.]
Please?
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[It's said in a lilted, sort of sing-songy way, as she kisses the tip of his cock lightly before continuing to lick. It's long, deliberate strokes, but she's still holding back just a little. Not sure if she wants him to finish early...]
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At some point, one of his hands ends up in her hair. Not pulling or pushing, just - he likes touching her. It doesn't feel right not to touch her when she's doing this.]
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Once he's nice and hard, she slowly pulls herself away from his cock, then reaches over and touches his cheek tenderly.
Then she scoots up just a little.]
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Oda takes his hand out of her hair and instead presses it against the back of her hand. She's warm.]
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...but that's not what she's here for. She settles onto his cock and gives a sweet, soft little moan as her thighs press against him. Nothing's even happened yet, but she smiles, enjoying this singular moment where they're joined together. Elaine's enjoyed plenty of other cocks in the past, but that had just been the shallow rush of instinct.
Never like this.
She looks into Oda's eyes and doesn't avert her gaze.]
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Not even just where they're joined together, or her thighs on his legs, or anything to do with body heat, but - there's a warmth in her eyes, the kind of emotion that comes with being intimate with someone you really, truly care about.
Oda meets her gaze. His face is flushed, and his legs are quivering with the effort needed not to try to push up into her more, but his gaze is bright. He's smiling. He's happy.]
Elaine...
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[Her response is brief, but ecstatic. She feels that spark too, and she lets her fingers interlock with his as she takes his hand.]
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You're wonderful.
[When Oda really, really smiles, it lights up his whole face.]
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Elaine touches his face gently with her other hand and laughs.]
Could say the same for you, Saku.
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He likes hearing it, he decides. He could stand to hear it many more times.
Oda wraps his free arm around Elaine's back. The movement makes him shift inside of her, just slightly.]
Ah--
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[She shifts around after feeling his cock move, then slowly starts riding him, settling into a gentle rhythm.
Then she takes a breath, enjoying the warmth of his arm around her body.]
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[Her rhythm is perfect - he doesn't feel the need to try to change anything, especially when she's more experienced than he is. But he also doesn't feel okay just lying back and taking it.
So he kisses her, more feverishly than before. He has to kiss her or he might explode.]
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[She gasps for air in between his kisses, her rhythm picking up in speed and intensity as she feels the heat building up inside her. This is all so much. Finally, words slip out-]
I love you-
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I love you, Elaine-
[He means it, with all his heart.]
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-before she's completely entranced by her own rhythm, shuddering as she moans softly.]
Saku-
[It's all she can really say as her moans grow louder.]
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(He's probably going to finish early and he's sorry. He'll try to help her afterwards.)]
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...he finishes, and she's left on top of him, still desperate and shuddering.]
Saku...
[Her words sound more like a plea than anything else.]
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