[Yosuke grins, and nods. Yeah, he came to see her alright. He's been thinking about her all day. And all day yesterday, too. He licks his lips, and moves in just close enough so their noses touch at the tips.]
[Yosuke flushes a little at that, obviously pleased by it. For a minute he's not sure what to do next, and just sort of freezes up. Then he exhales all in one breath, and darts in for a quick peck on the lips before he finally backs off. There. That should get the point across, right?]
[She accepts the kiss and let's him pull back. When he's said his piece, she presses her body against his. She grinds her hips against his because what he's asking for she wants too. It's been a long week.]
[Yosuke inhales sharply, hissing softly at the friction. Oh, gods, that's it. Exactly what he's been needing. He grinds back for a moment, automatically and hungrily. She's got him half sprung just like that. ]
[Lisbeth is a little calmer as she climbs the steps after Yosuke but turns down the other hall to Jesse's room. Opening his bedside drawer, she rummages around in it until she finds a condom - they were running low. she'd have to get some more. She then walks back to the other side of the second floor and walks into her room.]
[Yosuke is in there, already practically humming with electricity. He's been fighting with his belt, but he drops it when Lisbeth walks in. It's not like he's ever able to get it off quickly anyway. Maybe if he's lucky she'll do it for him.]
[Lisbeth closes the door behind her, watching Yosuke struggle with his belt. She wonders when he'll get that damn cast off so she can stop being creative with their positions to make him as comfortable as possible. Without much ceremony, she removes her shirt and her own pants as she walks up to him. Placing the condom between her teeth, she gently pulled on his belt before unbuckling it.]
[Yosuke stops struggling and holds still for Lisbeth, though the condom gets a confused, curious look from him. Still, he shimmies out of his pants, not even bothering to unzip them -they're still a little loose- and cups himself while he looks her over. He's still not completely used to someone seeing him undress, and there's this silly urge to cover up all the time, even though he knows she'll be seeing more of him soon.]
[Lisbeth quietly watches him as he undresses, surprised when he covers himself. She figured he would have been used to her seeing him naked by now, but whatever. It was the charming part of him. After he spoke, she took the condom out of her mouth and wrapped a hand around his neck. She pulls him in and kisses him deeply.]
[Yosuke responds to the kiss eagerly, opening his mouth just as Lisbeth has trained him to do and sagging in closer to let her explore as much of him as she likes. He kisses back, tongue tickling the back of her teeth, searching out her own tongue, hand roaming her side up and down from her armpit to her hips, his own hips pressing close to hers.]
[He's like an unplugged set of jumper cables. Sparked by her ignition, with nowhere to throw all the excess energy but back, looking for a ground or a circuit break or anything to throw the throbbing electrical pulse into. He can't hold still at all.]
[Lisbeth deepens the kiss. So much that she finds herself losing her breath and she breaks it eventually with a deep sigh. She presses herself against him, bringing her hand to let her fingers bury in his hair.]
What would you like to do?
[She knew they would eventually have sex. But her question was asking if he wanted any foreplay.]
[Wait, what? What does that question mean? Is it a joke? He happens to think it's pretty obvious what he wants to do. He licks his lips, uncertainly, and makes a soft whining sound.]
[She sighs pointedly. Lisbeth moves past him and climbs onto the bed. Reaching out, she takes his arm and brings him onto the bed. She climbs over to his right side so that he could reach over with his left hand. Lisbeth lays down and spreads her legs.]
[Yosuke stares for a moment, at the picturesque image of Lisbeth spread and waiting. Then he licks his lips again and follows her into bed, just as she tells him to.]
[And with that, she takes his hand and places it between her legs. She in turn reaches over and takes him into her hand. Slowly, she begins to stroke him.]
[Whatever Yosuke is trying to say, it's obviously not a protest of any sort. His head drops back for a moment and he pants, thrusting into Lisbeth's hands a few times wantonly before he gets hold of himself enough to remember that he's supposed to be doing something for her, too. How did it go again...?
Up and down, right. She liked that one, not the circular motion. His hips jerk a few more times, try as he may to still them. But he manages to get a few strokes in for her, before he stops again, growling in the back of his throat a little.]
[When he starts to finally rub her clit, she sighs deeply and lays her head back. She digs her heels further into the mattress until he stops because he's so distracted by her hand. Lisbeth keeps her patience and she keeps stroking him, making sure to press her hand against his to remind him not to forget about her.]
[He's dizzy, really he is. Head all giddy with the rush of blood going out, maybe, or just with the hormones that suddenly have a reason to scream through his bloodstream. But Lisbeth pressing on his hand does remind him, and he shuts his eyes. Squeezes them closed, even.
It helps a little, not to be able to see her doing that glorious thing she's doing, and even with the slight callouses on the tips of his fingers he can still feel his way around her just fine. He remembers what she looks like perfectly, he's spent so much time staring these few times she's let him see it. Finding that magic little nub she likes for him to touch is easy, and he starts to rub it for her again. His hips start to jerk again too, but they do that all on their own, without any help from him.]
[it's not too long before her hips are bucking against his hand too, but she's not ashamed of it. Reaching up with her other hand, she snakes her fingers through his hair and grips it tightly as she grinds against his hand.]
[His eyes open, a little glossy at just the idea. The rhythm breaks up a bit, and he puzzles quietly over just what she means with her request. He's already using his fingers, right? There must be something else...]
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Is it alright?
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It's perfectly fine.
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Hi.
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You want to fuck me.
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Hnn. C-can we? I've been thinking about you.
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Yes. Go up to my room. I'll be there in a minute.
[She had to go get that thing they've been avoiding the last two times they were together.]
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[Yosuke responds to the kiss eagerly, opening his mouth just as Lisbeth has trained him to do and sagging in closer to let her explore as much of him as she likes. He kisses back, tongue tickling the back of her teeth, searching out her own tongue, hand roaming her side up and down from her armpit to her hips, his own hips pressing close to hers.]
[He's like an unplugged set of jumper cables. Sparked by her ignition, with nowhere to throw all the excess energy but back, looking for a ground or a circuit break or anything to throw the throbbing electrical pulse into. He can't hold still at all.]
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What would you like to do?
[She knew they would eventually have sex. But her question was asking if he wanted any foreplay.]
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Are you teasing me? That's not nice.
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I know we're going to fuck. I just want to know if you want do so something before we do. Foreplay.
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[Yep, he's actually mystified here. It seems that Lisbeth still has a few things to teach her young prodigy.]
Like what? It...this kinda hurts if you ignore it, you know?
[He grinds against her one more time, so she's clear on what exactly he means. It's just not a good time to take a break, you know?]
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Lay down next to me.
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S-should I touch you? Like before?
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[And with that, she takes his hand and places it between her legs. She in turn reaches over and takes him into her hand. Slowly, she begins to stroke him.]
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[Whatever Yosuke is trying to say, it's obviously not a protest of any sort. His head drops back for a moment and he pants, thrusting into Lisbeth's hands a few times wantonly before he gets hold of himself enough to remember that he's supposed to be doing something for her, too. How did it go again...?
Up and down, right. She liked that one, not the circular motion. His hips jerk a few more times, try as he may to still them. But he manages to get a few strokes in for her, before he stops again, growling in the back of his throat a little.]
Holy shit...
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It helps a little, not to be able to see her doing that glorious thing she's doing, and even with the slight callouses on the tips of his fingers he can still feel his way around her just fine. He remembers what she looks like perfectly, he's spent so much time staring these few times she's let him see it. Finding that magic little nub she likes for him to touch is easy, and he starts to rub it for her again. His hips start to jerk again too, but they do that all on their own, without any help from him.]
That's it?
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Just until I get wet enough..
[She groans loudly, her eyes shut tight.]
Finger me.
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[His eyes open, a little glossy at just the idea. The rhythm breaks up a bit, and he puzzles quietly over just what she means with her request. He's already using his fingers, right? There must be something else...]
Okay.
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