A Stroll to Remember

"I want you to fuck me..."

"A man who takes charge, huh?" Kaimu chuckled through his smirk before moving his head a bit lower, taking that moment to trail down her neck with his lips; his tongue making the occasional appearance before he blew a small breath, chilling the places his mouth had just been.

Throughout the time he'd been working on her neck, his hand that wasn't supporting her by her thigh moved under her top to her just above stomach, his fingers lightly trailing down to her abdomen and stopping right at the waistband of her skirt. Pulling his hand back, he moved it past her skirt and down to it's hem; his fingers teasing their way up up thigh before finally making contact with the edge of her underwear, the only piece of fabric that was truly in the way of anything.

Perhaps it was a bit cruel of him, but he used this opportunity for more teasing, letting his fingers trace over it as his mouth continued on her neck. He continued his teasing for only a few short moments, applying soft pressure every now and then before he finally figured she'd probably had enough of his teasing. He moved past the fabric, finally touching her for real.

Elly didn't know what was more exciting.  That she was finally getting some physical attention for the first time in nearly six years, or that it was with someone who seemed to know EXACTLY how to push her buttons.  She was busy tipping her head to the side, eyes lowered to slits, mouth slightly agape and trying to keep her breathing steady when the hand moved up her shirt.  She made a small whimpery noise, but seemed to be keeping it in check until the hand stopped and moved down.  "Fuckfuckfuck.." she whispered to herself under her breath, already anticipating what he was going to do.

Then the hand moved to her leg, which involuntarily kicked a little bit, before tightening around him.  As he slid his way up it, she reached down and pulled her skirt up just a little bit to allow him easier access, before sliding the arm around his waist.  The other did its best to massage the back of his neck while keeping her weight, though it started to squeeze a little too hard as he kept teasing her.  When he finally slipped under the last layer of fabric, she pushed her upper body forward and buried her face in the crook of his neck, kissing it and starting the process of leaving a mark.  Secretly though it was to muffle the noises she knew he was about to get out of her.

She reacted quite well to his toying with her, his teasing as his moved his fingers within her; giving a shuddered breath as she moved to his neck, likely leaving a mark on him. She was hot around his fingers as he worked, making sure to hit every spot that earned the best reaction that he could with with the use of just his hand.

Even though she was suppressing them, the sounds coming from her were certainly something to hear; music to his ears if he wanted to get poetic about it.



[OOC: gomen if lame post is lame /rolls away]

If he was enjoying the noises she was making before, he would certainly enjoy the ones to follow, although not before paying for them. With Kaimu hitting a particularly sensitive spot, she gasped and bit down on his shoulder, just barely keeping herself from breaking skin, giving a desperate little noise as she began involuntarily gyrating her hips into his hand.  She pulled back.  "I... I'm s-sorry.." Her breath was airy and she spoke quickly, pouting and trying to hold in noises, resulting in little squeaks slipping through.

If there was any doubt she'd left a mark on him before, there was certainly none now. It stung but not in a bad way, she was enjoying it; that much was obvious not only by the sounds coming from her but her movements to him as well.

He couldn't help but smirk at her apology as he continued with his teasing, "No need to apologize, none at all~."

She tried to straighten herself against the wall and crossed her arms, afraid of doing anything to hurt him further.  The position only leveraged herself into his hands more, forcing her to undulate a little and press at least one hand to the wall, the other gripping his shoulder.  She tried to grit her teeth, only to have her mouth separate a little anyway, her breath ragged from shivers and interrupted by choked off gasps of pleasure.  She squeezed her eyes shut, arching her back.  "K..Kaimu... I think I'm... I think I'm gonna.."  It would be crystal clear to the wayward shinigami how she intended to end that sentence, but words just seemed hard for her to put together at that exact moment.

She was close, even without her words Kaimu could tell. He was careful to keep her supported as he brought her closer to climax, making sure with her movements she didn't slip from his grip; even though that was doubtful with the grip she had on him.

He gave a smile after letting out another breath, despite his previous words he'd sometimes nearly forgotten they were on a roof; had this been a more private area he was sure he'd be doing more than just using his hand at this time.

Poor Elly's hips undulated faster into his hand.  "Sh..Sh..Shiiit." She groaned, arching her back.  She tried to grip into Kaimu, but even that was starting to slip.  "Oh gawd!" She tightened her face up, trying not to make a stupid expression as she felt it.  She'd passed the point of no return.  The surge of feeling rushing her would be obvious to Kaimu.  Eyes squeezed shut, but her mouth open, her breath quickened into desperate gasping before choking gasps came out, her body seizing against his hand.  Finally, she collapsed forward, body going limp.  Her arms hung uselessly around his shoulders, not really supporting weight as she fell into him.

He'd also find that quite literally the instant her face fell into his shoulder, she'd started planting little affectionate kisses on him wherever her mouth met.  "mmmm.." she gave a contented growl.  She wrapped her arms and legs around him tighter, this time more out of affection and clinging then sexual desire.  She giggled, trying to think of something to say.