She was looking up at him with those big eyes which, even now, shone with a brilliant innocence even as she lay there on the floor, panting and moaning as her hand desperately rubbed her pussy. As Kyon lowered himself towards her, that same hand reluctantly moved away and she trembled as his cock pressed against her opening. Mikuru was like a frightened little rabbit, but she would soon learn there was nothing whatsoever to be frightened of.
"You know our 'wonderful' leader ordered me to do this, right? And your own superiors passed down orders for you to do this too... Before I go any further, what is it that you want?"
"If I've been ordered to, then it doesn't matter what I-"
"Pretend they didn't, just for a moment. Pretend that this was all your call, and you didn't have any orders saying you could or could not do this. What would you want to happen next?"
She bit her lip, not really wanting to say anything at all. Kyon responded by kissing her neck and enjoying the rather different taste she had to Yuki. "F-f-f-f-f-f..." Mikuru stammered, as though barely keeping herself from yelling at the top of her lungs.
"Just say it," Kyon whispered. His hands expertly locating sensitive spots all along her body. She had to say it. What choice did she have? "It'll feel good to just get it out in the open, you know?"
A nervous gulp, a clearing of her throat and a sharp breath out later, Mikuru let out exactly what it was she wanted to say. "F-f-f-f-f-ffuck me!" she hushed. Of course. The notion of her yelling, screaming at the top of her lungs simply didn't fit her character. She got all that sort of emotion out just as well with a whisper and an "um, er" as anybody else did with a raised tone. Even so, the word sounded a little strange coming from her supposedly innocent lips. "P-please. F-f-fuck me like you... you did to Yuki!"
He didn't quite intend to honour that particular request given by the wording used. Oh, make no mistake, he was going to fuck her. She wanted it. He definitely wanted it - and if any straight teenage boy claimed otherwise they ought to have their head examined - so who was he to refuse that much? But then, he had not one inclination of doing it the same way with her as he did with Yuki. As sexy as that alien girl happened to be, (especially with those new breasts that somehow seemed to fit perfectly on her slender frame) Mikuru Asahina was simply a work of art. Physically, she was about as close to perfection as the female form ought to get, and he'd long been admiring her in terms of both body and personality, entertaining idle thoughts of what ifs and could have beens. All obstacles were removed now. He was going to take his time with her, redefine any notions of the word "ecstacy" and "pleasure" she may have defined within her mind, break those definitions down and rebuild them from the ground up. No, he wouldn't fuck her like he did with Yuki. That was just the warmup, and this... this was the main course. To extend the metaphor a little, dessert was currently looking to be the final female member of the Brigade... But that could wait a little longer.
In one fluid motion, he thrust forward and entered her with ease. Incredible! Her pussy was somehow inviting him inside, and making every effort to make him comfortable while his cock was inside her! As he went deeper in, she sucked in air with the lightest of gasps and stared at a point directly two feet above them both. Kyon felt a little light headed, given how incredible it felt to just lay there, but the softness and warmth of her body would not defeat his resolve quite yet. It would no doubt eventually, but not quite this easily. As he entered, all other movement from her body simply ceased outright, freezing in place helplessly. Only once he was entirely inside did she start to move again, squirming in place and writhing from the new feelings occurring within her. Now it was his turn to cease movement, just so he could enjoy the sight of her. So cute, so helpless! It was really rather hypnotic, the way she naturally found the most adorable way to behave in any situation.
"You like how this feels, don't you?" he asked, only moving to stroke her cheek.
"Y-yes!" she somehow got out between breaths. "It-it feels so... so good! I need more! More!"
He leaned forward again, pressing his lips up against her neck as his right hand teased the left side of her body beginning from her outer thigh and rubbing all the way up her back and down again. Taking his time with this work of art was definitely the way to go. Every inch of her body would be drunk in by him, and only then would he permit her to finally acheive the release she was bound to beg him for within the next few minutes. Unlike Yuki, this girl was too timid to try and mount anything too aggressive as they fucked, unless of course he gave her a direct instruction to do just that .This was probably for the best, as even with her just lying there like that and letting him do whatever he wanted to her body, he felt like he might just release a great deal sooner than planned. As was, it was under control. Barely. if she somehow got the notion to turn aggressive, Kyon honestly didn't think he'd last the realisation she was becoming aggressive before shooting off inside her. Until such time, he'd just have to enjoy himself and make the most of what he had laying there beneath him.
And when he was done with his main course, he'd call in for dessert.
Sat Dec 04 03:52:05 2010