the only thing that looks good on me is you

[insightfuls]

She loves the smell of the country air, mixing the distinct earthy scent of the nearby fields with the unmistakable smell of the forest just beyond them. The air here is cleaner than in the city. Most people can't tell the difference, but she can. Of course she can.

She opens the door and steps outside, stretching over her head after the long car ride. It feels good to relieve the pain in muscles cramped from sitting for several hours.

Lilly turns around, where she can hear the young man stepping out of the driver's side door, and smiles. "See? I told you it wouldn't be hard to find, Hibiki. What do you think of the house?"

They're at the tail end of a long gravel driveway in front of a charmingly rustic-looking white house, the sort of house that might be on the cover of some sort of country-living magazine. It's not that large, at least not compared to some of the Satou family's other houses, with just two stories, but it has a large porch with plenty of room to sit and read and it looks remarkably well kept.

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"Guilty as charged," she admits without a second's hesitation as he sets her on the bed and she feels his knees on either side of her body.

She pays attention to the ways in which he touches her, the ways in which he tells her to lift her arms over her head. Lilly is only too happy to comply as he takes her shirt off and reveals her nice, soft, lacy bra.

Which is, incidentally, completely not the same color as her panties. They don't match in the slightest. Why would they?

Lilly bites her lip as she feels him play with her breasts, her nipples already hard through the thin fabric. (This bra is way more ornamental than functional). "I'm not always horny," she says, mildly defensively. "Just when I'm around you," she says. "The way you smell... the sound of your voice... they make me think of certain things, that's all."

She reaches up to press her palm to the side of his face, and then even the front of it, running her thumb down the ridge of his nose. It's probably less weird now than it once was. She just likes to get a sense for how he looks at the moment.

"I was figuring we'd just play it out as we went along. Unless you want a checklist of everything to try while we're here," she adds somewhat dryly.

[offun]

"Look, I was just trying to be polite, but now I just have straight-up ask if you wanna be on your back or, like, face down, ass up," he huffs, exaggeratedly.

He'd never found the sensation of her feeling out his face weird, but he's definitely gotten more used to it over time. There's a smile on his face, she can feel that much. Not to mention the heat of excitement, the flush to his skin. That's another familiar sensation.

There's something oddly erotic about her bra and panties not matching, and so he reaches to push the bra up over her breasts, gentle with it since he likes it, leans in to kiss at her breasts directly. His tongue, very briefly, flits across her nipple, and he watches her for her reaction to the sensation.

"And that's totally what being horny all the time is," he teases. "It's cute, though."

[insightfuls]

She can feel the smile on his face and the extra warmth underneath his cheeks, and it's enough to make her smile in return. Lilly feels him start to move down, and she slides her hand back so it's on the back of his head, once again playing with his long hair. She makes a little purring murmur when his tongue slides across her nipple, biting down on her lip and squirming slightly.

"I don't see anything wrong with asking each other what we want to do..." she breathes, her voice a little taut. "Can my answer to all of those be 'yes,' Hibiki?"

"But right now," Lilly's hands keep combing his hair, "I'd like to be face to face."

[offun]

Even if she can't see, being face to face makes it easier to kiss, right? And she probably wants him to see. Which is way too sweet for his blood, and he wishes he could say something as sweet to her.

"Yeah, you can," he decides on, shifting his weight upwards, kissing at her chin and then her lips. This time, he doesn't hesitate to slip his tongue in, press down on hers, swirl around it. There's a good forty seconds before he pulls away again.

"On, uh, both of those. We can do whatever positions you want. We got time, Lilly," he murmurs against the skin of her neck as he trails kisses back down, reaching up to cup her breast in his hand, flick his thumb briefly across her nipple. That squirm from before was cute.

"Can I take the ribbon out of your hair? It's cute when it gets all over the place."

[insightfuls]

She does like him being able to see her face, though really, she figures Hibiki will enjoy the view whether he's looking at her face, the back of her head, or burying his face in her breasts. He's sweet like that.

Lilly's kiss is hungry when he finally catches her lips, opening her mouth for his tongue and sliding hers along it, the room filled with the sounds of wet kissing over the sound of the light afternoon breeze wafting through the window. A thin saliva strand connects their mouths when he pulls back, only to break when he gets far enough.

She gives a little giggle when he gropes her breast again. "Please, go ahead," she says softly, bending her neck a little so that he can access the ribbon more easily.

"Though, by the way, I'm hoping we get to me being face-down this week, too."

[offun]

"We will!" He promises, far too eager - she can't see the blush on his face, but she can definitely hear the nervous little 'eheh' as he leans back in. The tilt of her neck makes it easy for him to undo her ribbon, fingers working it out of her hair gently and deftly, but it also makes it easy for him to kiss at her neck some more. Briefly, his teeth brush across her neck. He sucks a little on the sensitive skin, too, teasing at a hickey.

"Are marks okay?" He asks. "... It's kinda weird, but I figured you'd be able to feel them, right? So I thought that'd be cool." Most girls would need to look in the mirror to find the little bruises, but Lilly's probably a little too sensitive to touch and sensation for that. Not to mention just used to feeling around on her own body for anything out of place.

He pulls away for a moment. "Ribbon's on the nightstand," he tells her as he leans back in, voice and scent and even the sensation of his lips against her shoulder accompanying the push of his weight. He trails a hand along her side, down to her waist and hips, and then down to her underwear, trailing circles against it, feeling for how wet she is. He shifts his angle as he does it, until she can feel his erection pressing against her thigh.

"Uh. Is it - is it cool if I'm a little rough? Not like, that one time I spanked you a lil' and it was kinda weird even if it was fun. More like just fucking you hard."

[insightfuls]

Mentally, she notes that the ribbons is next to them on the end table, as her long blonde hair fans out beneath her. She's not really paying attention to it or his words, though, because he is so front and center in her experience. She can feel his warmth. She can smell the hint of sweat.

"I don't mind," she assures him about the marks. "They'll be gone by the time we get back, and even if they weren't, all you'd have to put up with is a dirty look from my sister." It's not like she'd be able to actively just feel them while walking around, but knowing that they're there is enough.

When his hand slips between her legs, he'll find that she is rather wet, even through her panties. She sighs happily at the contact of his fingers against her.

"Hibiki, dear," she says, her voice a little tight all of a sudden. "You're being very sweet right now, and I appreciate it. But we have all week for nice, gentle foreplay."

Her hand slides to his hair... and grips a little in a playful squeeze. "I've been horny all car ride, so what I really want, now, is you to fuck me. As hard as you want."

Somehow, she makes even that sound classy.

[offun]

"Dude, a dirty look from your sister'd probably kill me. She looks better in a suit than -"

I do, Hibiki's about to say, but then her hand is in his hair, gripping and tilting it. And she said. Fuck. Like, yeah, Lilly swears plenty, but she is literally telling him to fuck her. As hard as he wants.

There's a part of him that still wants to ask if she's sure, but he ignores it. Lilly said she wants it, so she wants it - she isn't the kind of person to backtrack on things like that, or say them without thinking. He nods, slowly. With her hand in his hair, she can feel the motion.

"Sorry," he murmurs, giving her an apologetic kiss on the shoulder. "You're just so gorgeous, I get a little nervous. If I had my way, I'd be bending you over every half hour. Well, I don't think I can get off that much without breaking something, but you get the idea."

He's babbling. He takes a deep breath and leans in further, presses his lips to her neck and sucks, roughly, on the skin, fingers suddenly much more insistent against her crotch. His teeth drag against her neck, briefly, and then he kisses more forcefully.

He reaches to tug her wet panties down, catching two of his fingers in the waistband of them and messily tugging them down. They catch somewhere between her knees as he breaks the kiss, then leans back in, giving the spot he'd just been rough with a tender little kiss before moving a little to the left, a little further up, and once again pressing his lips roughly to her pale, smooth skin.

"Tell me how bad you want it," he murmurs, trying to sound suave but mostly just sounding nervous.

[insightfuls]

There's a retort that dies on Lilly's lips about her sister and Hibiki and how she couldn't give less of a damn about who looked better in a suit. Perhaps it's better to not mention her overprotective big sister moments after all but begging with her boyfriend to fuck her brains out, she thinks.

"Every half-hour... let's say that's on the table," she all but purrs as she feels his lips plant on her neck and suck, marking her graceful pale skin with a dark bruise. She can't see it. She knows it's there.

And when his hands paw at her crotch, she's only too happy to oblige, lifting her hips so that he can tug those panties down to her knees, her hands running all through his hair and along his shoulders as her breathing comes hard. "I've been daydreaming about it for three hours now... I'm so wet, Hibiki, can't you feel it? I need you to fuck me."

[offun]

Okay, there's all his nervousness gone.

"You look so fucking sexy right now," he breathes against her, kissing again at her neck, lips dragging across the first bruise he'd left.

Slowly, he thrusts forward, moves with his knees a little to match the motion - his cock's brushing against her pussy, now, teasing at her entrance. He moves just half an inch forward, and they're actually in contact, the head of it brushing against her folds.

"You're all flushed, and your hair's already a mess, and your lips are pouty - god, I want you to suck my dick sometime," he describes it all to her, though he's hardly painting a magical picture here.

He wraps his arms aroudn her, kisses up her neck, across her chin, and to her lips, kissing, slipping his tongue in -

And thrusting into her, rough and hard. He's probably that tiny bit bigger than is ideal, a little thicker and longer than would fit perfectly, but that just means that she feels full as he moves. He groans, loudly, into her mouth. She really is - was? - soaking wet and ready for it. He feels bad for dragging it out.

"I'm gonna fuck you into the bed," he murmurs. He almost wants to ask if that's okay, but - no. She asked him to.

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"I do recall saying something about a blowjob," Lilly mentions, her hands just repeatedly combing through his hair, touching all over his head: his ears, his hair, back down to his neck. She likes sucking his cock, honestly. You don't need sight; you don't exactly see a lot down there anyway. She can do it all by touch and sound and a bit of taste.

But right now there's little thought of that as she feels his cockhead position at her entrance. He's large, and he's always been large, but she's accustomed to how it feels, being so filled... and right now, Lilly is far too wet for it to be anything more than momentarily uncomfortable as he enters her. She groans, clutching him tightly to her before letting go and frantically trying to tug at the back of his shirt, getting him to take it off.

She wants the warmth of his skin on hers. "Hibiki..." she breathes between wet kisses. "Nn... you feel so big."