crowspace | call me out v. 13.0

[How is she supposed to argue with that? She can't, because... well, when she says things like that she means it, so she certainly can't accuse him of not...

And oh. Chroma generation that she's been missing out on blossoms warm and rousing where their lips meet, providing the confirmation that this would work where it's failed with others... and her expression softens in gratitude, unable to fully cast off a touch of embarrassment and shame but willing to push through them despite. Her hands reach out, clasping his with rough hands in a gentle touch.]

I... I think I called you "sensei" last time, but... Is Atsushi better... ?

[If he was willing, and she was, and their spouses understood... Then it was fine.]

[Immediately:] 'Atsushi' is much better.

[he won't let Ranpo roleplay teacher/student with him he does not want to be reminded that Konoha is technically his student thanks.]

Atsushi, then...

[He taught her so many good lewd words to practice with, though... ! Actually no, she won't be bringing that up just yet. Instead, she smiles a little bit, dipping a bit lower and clasping his hands tighter so that this time she can be the one to kiss him, slow and tender and grateful for the help. For a chance to fulfill the needs Lunatia put on them with someone she knew and trusted.]

Is... I promise I won't bite you again, but. Is there anything else I shouldn't do... ?

[Atsushi had always seemed far more accepting of her non-human parts than she expected from most human-shaped people, but after some of her encounters her, including a man with an apparant horse phobia who had begged her not to buck or get her hooves anywhere near his head? ... She has to ask.]

[He squeezes her hands in return as he kisses her back, grateful that she'd asked.]

I can't think of anything. What about you, is there anything I should avoid?

[Grateful for the help and the chroma he brought with him, Konoha nuzzles against him for a moment, absently sniffing at his scent, trying to do her best to think if there was anything. She was usually the one doing the asking, was there anything... ?]

Um... Not anything I think Atsushi would do... So it's probably fine... ?

[She highly doubts he'd compare her to a horse or do anything rude...]

[His shampoo is lavender-scented, so she may pick up on that.

And of course he wouldn't do something so rude!!]

Alright then. I'll do my best.

[He leans up to kiss her again, a little more deeply this time.]

[No, that's not fair, she loves lavender... it makes her hum a bit with warmth, thumbs rubbing over his hands as she sinks into the kiss, dipping down a bit more from the "waist" to make it easier on him to close the differences in their heights.]

Se- You smell really nice...

[He complimented her, she has to give him one, too! And raise a bay foreleg to shyly rub up and down the outside of his leg.]

[unintentionally wrecking people all day every day]

Oh, thank you.

[The gentle touch to his leg feels good. He leans more against her, and lifts their joined hands to kiss the inside of her wrists.]

[Can't be tamed.]

I love lavender...

[Though she smells more like the earth she works and the camellia hair oil she uses, her tail flicking happily behind her at the gentlemanly kiss that makes her fingers and the corners of her lips curl.]

I like Atsushi, too..

[Not at all the same way she loved her husband, but... after all this time they'd spent together and things they'd been through... how could she not?]

That's good, because I like Konoha very much.

[Does he feel the same way about her that he feels about Ranpo or Tiger? No, but she's a dear and precious friend.

He presses another light kiss to her skin, this time to the side of her neck. No biting today.]

[She's a simple thing, with simple, tender hearts. Just that was enough to make them beat a bit faster, even as she bares her neck eagerly for the kiss.]

Oh, that is good...

[The reminder of what she'd done makes her flush a bit with a surge of arousal, though, because... well, she wasn't proud of what she'd done, then, but. It had been... a very, very satisfying series of couplings before she left him to hunt her next prey. ANd it inspires her, to do something she had then. To release his hands so that she can instead take just one, nuzzle against it, kiss against his knuckles, the tip of a finger.]

[The tender gesture makes Atsushi blush. He cups her cheek with his other hand.]

Konoha...

[He kisses her neck again, lingering longer this time.]

[Oh, no, they're both going to make each other useless... But Konoha doesn't mind, sliding a hoof along the side of his knee with a happy quiver. It's not quite natural for her yet to call him anything but "sensei", so to make sure she remembers the sounds right...]

Atsushi...

[She murmurs his name back, warm breath wafting over his finger before she presses another kiss there, shyly slips her tongue along the skin. If they were going to do things...]

Can we... I was thinking... I could try using my mouth now that my teeth aren't as sharp... ?

O-of course you can, if you want to, but don't feel like you have to...

[He's happy to go down on her but she doesn't need to feel obligated to return the favor!!]

I kind of want to try...

[Which she has to use a whisper to admit, because it feels a bit too lewd for her to be saying out loud to someone who isn't her husband, but. It's precisely because he isn't Gonta('s intimidating size) that she can say it, so...]

I can't, um... Normally do things like that, so it's kind of...

[Interesting? Curious? Novel? She laps at his finger trying to think of the right word, humming softly.]

N- New... ?

Well, alright. [He can understand 'new'.] How should I arrange myself to make this comfortable for you...?

[Oh... Figuring out the positioning was always the difficult part of interspecies lovemaking. Konoha needs a second to think it through, pressing a last kiss to his finger before she has to look around.]

Um... Is... Standing? Can human men stand through that... ?

[Jinba could, but... jinba were designed for standing up during sex, their knees locked really well...]

Or- If you sat down, that could work, too, actually... I could lay down... Or, well, I'd be laying down either way...

[So. Either??? Whichever he liked!!!]

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I can stand, if that works for you.

[He's blushing as he pushes his pants and underwear down his legs. His cock has the first stirrings of arousal, but it's not completely hard yet.]

[She isn't sure if it would work, but it seemed... like it would... ? Totally unsure but as earnest as always in her willingness to just try, she clops over to the futon and quickly taps her hooves on a storehouse post to clear the dirt out before circling a spot and lumbering down to her knees and then her belly, clasping her hands on her equine knees as she watches him undress, red in the face but seemingly buzzing with curiosity.]

Is... Is hands and mouth better? Or- Breasts? Just mouth... ?

[She wants to do the best she can, and she probably shouldn't assume he'd just like whatever her husband did, so... asking! Communicating! And also moving her hands again to start dallying at the collar of her kimono. Off? On? So many questions... Thank goodness Atsushi was good with words. The perks of being a writer?]

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Um, all of them are good, but... I haven't had someone use their breasts before...

[His wife didn't like it and the majority of his lovers here were men.]

[That makes Konoha perk up a bit, pleased in the most scandalous of ways at the idea that she wouldn't be the only one trying something new.]

O- Oh, never?

[Gonta really liked that one, so maybe she was good at it! She wasn't the most well-endowed, but she had a decent bosom hidden by the modest cut of her clothing. Shivering a bit with anticipation of chroma and closeness, she takes that also as an answer to her mental question about her kimono, and so she begins to shrug out of the garment, baring warm skin and dusky nipples.]

Then... Can I be Atsushi's first?

[She's even more lovely now, and Atsushi can't keep his gaze from lingering. Though maybe it would be more strange to look away, considering what they're about to do.]

I would like it to be you. P-please.

[If feels a bit more fair if it’s new for both of them, and Konoha can’t help the little squirm that accompanies the “please” as she sets aside her kimono, licking her lips as she stares up at him.]

Then... make sure to tell me if- If it feels good. First...

[Then her gaze moves... slightly down, and she carefully lays her hands on his hips, leans in... and starts to run her tongue slowly up the underside of his cock. Putting it in her mouth she couldn’t really practice, but. This sort of thing she had experience with, beginning to coax him to hardness with warm kisses, the drag of her tongue, and a plush press of lips to the sensitive tip.]

[Of course it feels good, but Atsushi understands liking to hear it anyway. He settles one hand gently in her hair, not pushing or pulling.]

Y-you're so warm... That feels nice.

[Oh... That was new, too. With how jinba were built, Gonta couldn’t actually reach her head when she was down there, and she finds she likes the comforting weight of his hand, nuzzling up into the touch a moment as she pauses in her ministrations enough to whisper a little warning.]

I’m going to be really careful, but... tell me if anything pricks, too...

[Her canines weren’t as sharp as during Ainfeil’s possession, but they were still sharper than a human pair... which is why she’s mindful as she lays one more wet kiss to the tip of his cock before curiously parting her lips and beginning to take him in to her mouth, eyes fluttering closed as she swallows a bit clumsily with inexperience around the taste of man.

Once he was nice and hard... she begins to shift in anticipation, tail flicking out behind her in rousing desire.]

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