[Oof. Yeah, he'll do that, using his arm... which only puts her slick on there instead because SOMEONE doesn't have a shirt on. It's him. He's the someone.]
Sorry...
[He's doing his best. His best involves squirming a little, because, well. Someone is still very hard and uncomfortable in his pants, and he's not sure how polite it is to get up to go beat it in a bathroom somewhere alone, or if he should just ignore it and keep a polite conversation.]
[It's gone!!! He's not in control of the situation anymore, and now he's returned to little guy mode. Just ignore the fact he's 5'9.
Weiss crawls closer, and Kazuya leans back and away, though makes no move to actually move himself because yeah, maybe his dick does twitch a little in his pants when she asks that, because the though to anyone using their mouth on him is a little...
Well. He's never actually considered it for anything more than some jerk off sessions in the bathroom at home.]
Kazuya swallows, and there's nowhere for him to really lean back to, without him falling back on the bed entirely. She's so close now, and she asks that again and he flushes red down his neck and almost to his chest.
He's straining against his pants by this point, and her body hovering over him is not helping. Neither are the hands on his hips.]
Do you want me to be?
[Because by his very nature he isn't loud. But also, he's never had someone suck him off before, so.]
[He'll do that, but first he has to kind of... Shimmy out from under her so he can stand up. It's weird, it's awkward.
He genuinely thought either he was going to pull down his pants just enough to free his dick or she was, but now he's being told to stand, and Kazuya hesitates a little as he hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his pants.
Somehow, this is the most awkward thing he has ever done. He inhales, and pushes them down, and his face is incredibly red because now it's obvious just how hard he is, straining at his boxers with a small little wet mark from his pre giving everything away.]
[ Weiss at least gives him space to stand. She did tell him, after all!
She sits at the edge of the bed, waiting and watching, eyes taking him all in once more as he takes his pants off. It does feel awkward, but Weiss somehow finds solace in the fact that this is his first time, too. It's supposed to be awkward, isn't it? ]
Funny, [ She is on her knees as she reaches for his chest, letting her hands get a feel of him again. Scrawny or not, her small hands on him should still do something, she thinks. ] What happened to your confidence?
[ How the turn tables...
She lets her hands splay downward, one hand pausing just by his hip, while the other goes even lower, palming his erection over his underwear. It's wet. It's... also pretty hot. Weiss has no idea what to expect here, but she'll try and enjoy it. ]
It's... a little harder to be confident with your pants off.
[But also, with someone touching him like that. He's unused to it, and goosebumps are the immediate reaction she gets as she touches him once more.
And maybe he's anticipating a little too much, because he's watching her hands with rapt attention, the way one lingers on his hip and the other--
Kazuya inhales sharply as she palms him through his underwear. The first thing he notices is that it is not remotely the same as doing it to himself. His mouth opens and closes several times, there's several starts at him saying something, but in the end, he just chooses to ball his fists at his sides and keep his mouth shut.]
[ Because boy, you might not get what you want if you don't have the confidence. Generally speaking, of course! That's Weiss' advice to him for now, to build his confidence because no one likes a pushover?? Even though she was annoyed as hell earlier, there was also something about that confidence of his that was attractive.
But she'd rather die than tell him that. ]
Are you going to tell me something?
[ She strokes him through the thin cloth, splaying her palm against his erection, making sure he can feel the weight and heat of her hand. He doesn't even seem like he needs help with getting more turned on, but Weiss honestly wants to... learn a little more, too. ]
[The problem is, he doesn't even know what he wants. Because her hand is heavy on him, and it's making his brain a little foggy as he desperately tries to not buck into it as she strokes him.
There is nowhere polite for him to put his hands, and that makes it even harder]
Like...?
[Asta said she was going to suck him off. He just assumes that's the normal course of things? Forget that he was incredibly rude when he teased her earlier...]
I don't know. You just looked like you were going to say something.
[ But she decides that's enough of that. At least on her end, anyway. Her eyes focus on what's literally in front of her rather than giving him more attention and looking at him as they talk.
Her fingers slip into the waistband of his boxers, one hand pulling from the side while the other pulls from the front. If his cock springs free from this, then great. She wasn't planning on pulling it down all the way, anyway.
Though admittedly, she also didn't have plans on what to do upon seeing an actual dick. For a few good seconds, Weiss has to stare. Not gawk, mind. But she has to figure out how she's going to get this in her mouth. Maybe it doesn't have to be the whole thing? Can people even do that? Something to figure out later. For now, she takes his length into her hand, wrapping those small and dainty fingers around it for starters. ]
[Yeah, her pulling down her waistband pretty much has that exact effect, and part of him is grateful she doesn't have to pull his boxers down all the way. The other part of him is embarrassed because of just how hard he is already.
It doesn't help he stares, and Kazuya looks away, hands still very firmly clenched at his sides. It also has the effect of making him inhale sharply, unable to stop the small twitch of his hips into her hand as she wraps her hands around him.]
Oh.
[He breathes out the breath he'd been stuck on slowly. It's... a very good feeling. Her hands are so warm...
It makes it a little more embarrassing as more pre starts collecting at the tip of his cock just from that.]
You're going to have to tell me if I'm doing something wrong.
[ Wanting and willing as she may be, she's not knowledgeable about how to please someone. So, she hopes he'd actually tell her and give her cues if there's anything he wants.
Now, she leans in, not even stroking him yet or anything. Rather, she gives his crown a lick, the tip of her tongue having a taste. But it doesn't feel like it does anything? At least, not to her... So she opens her mouth a little more, letting the flat of her tongue have a pass at the head of his cock. She gets to taste him, but makes no noise of protest nor approval from it. Instead, she brings herself even closer, stroking him with her hand as she opens her mouth and takes the tip in to give it a suck.
Ah- she has no idea what she's doing, but the books she's read did describe things in this way. ]
I think as long as you don't bite you should be okay.
[It's the first certain thing he's said so far. And probably the last because while he can keep himself from bucking against her mouth at the investigatory lick, and even at the second more confident one, her stroking makes his cock twitch, and Kazuya makes a noise very near to a whimper as she strokes him with her hand and sucks on the tip of his cock.
The one of the hands balled at his side immediately comes up to his mouth, and he bites down hard on it to try and keep himself in line, and he inhales sharply through his nose.]
[ Wow!!! And he bit her earlier! A BUNCH OF TIMES!! She hasn't even used her Aura yet to get rid of the marks, so the proof is still there! And she isn't allowed to bite?
See, Weiss would roll her eyes and bark back, but maybe she can just tease him about it another time. Her mouth is already busy elsewhere, after all.
It's new, and Weiss doesn't really know what to make of it just yet, but she's committed to get him off. And with him not saying anything, it does seem like she can keep going. Her tongue swirls around his head as she keeps her mouth on him, sucking on him and spreading a mix of his pre and her own saliva around his head. Each time she bobs her head down and takes him in is accompanied by a stroke of his cock, slowly finding a rhythm without taking too much of him just yet.
But the more Weiss continues, the more her confidence grows. She closes her eyes and lets her instincts take over, pushing herself just a little more as she takes in another inch, playful licks and swirls of the tongue as she blows him. ]
[He meant for her to not BITE HIS DICK. Elsewhere is fine. Elsewhere is encouraged, even. Please do not bite his dick.
Kazuya bites his hand harder as she toys with him, sucks on him and strokes him in tandem. This is all just on the head of his cock too, what would it feel like when she took more of him in her mouth?
He finds out shortly after wondering, and another whimper escapes, hips twitching forward just barely, just barely restrained. She's doing nothing to help the heat in his gut, the way he feels tight inside.
Except he can't just cum so fast, so easily. From what he understands of Asta, she would never let him hear the end of it. So he bites down on his hand harder, something to dull the pleasure he feels into something more manageable.
He tastes blood. Thinks nothing of it. It'll heal in short order anyway, there's no reason to care. No reason to think beyond the immediate that is her mouth on him.]
[ That was sudden! Her eyes jolt open as she slows down, looking up at him. She doesn't look angry, at the very least, more surprised by him moving like that. It was as if it was going to reach the back of her throat, and that would not have been pleasant. At least, she doesn't think so...
But it seems he does like what she's doing, which means she's doing a good job. Does she take more, then? Maybe just a little bit, opening her mouth a little more to do so. Drool drips down the length of his cock, coating her fingers with it which somehow helps when she works him up further. This time, she keeps her eyes open and looks at him, almost as if she's telling him to keep his eyes on her, too.
She's got his dick in her mouth and she's on her knees for him with nothing else on. Should he look at her, just like what she wants, she'll look away as her eyes squint, almost as if that made her smile. And as she adds more fervour to how she strokes him, he just might realise that she would be smiling if she could. She's finding a rhythm here, and despite the saltiness, there's something about hearing his breathlessness and him slowly losing it that is absolutely encouraging. ]
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[ Better remember this day, Kazuya. This is the most vulnerable you're going to see Weiss in a while. ]
... even if I wasn't loud.
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[Hold up. Kazuya sort of sits a little straighter, looking a little more excited. Just ignore the wetness still clinging to his face. It's fine.]
I was really, really worried I'd be bad at it, since I'd never done it before.
[Okay, literal inner demons. You can have this W.]
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[ That was already a lot to admit out loud!!! ]
You should probably wipe your mouth, though.
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Sorry...
[He's doing his best. His best involves squirming a little, because, well. Someone is still very hard and uncomfortable in his pants, and he's not sure how polite it is to get up to go beat it in a bathroom somewhere alone, or if he should just ignore it and keep a polite conversation.]
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... but she does crawl a little closer to him. She's still on all fours as she looks up at him, scrutinising his expression for a moment. ]
Are you going to be loud when I use my mouth?
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Weiss crawls closer, and Kazuya leans back and away, though makes no move to actually move himself because yeah, maybe his dick does twitch a little in his pants when she asks that, because the though to anyone using their mouth on him is a little...
Well. He's never actually considered it for anything more than some jerk off sessions in the bathroom at home.]
Um... You don't... have to use your mouth?
[He's said this already.]
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[ mfw someone is refusing to get blown ]
Fine. I'll use my hands.
[ If this guy thinks he can get her off and get away with it, he's got another thing coming. (Why does this sound like a bad thing?) ]
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You don't have to do that either!
[He's just trying to be polite about it!]
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[ Now she's just offended. ]
I let you- I let you do things to me!
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I- I don't want you to feel forced to do anything you might not want to do?
[And he's never been in this situation before!!! Who just offers to blow someone!?]
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[ If she was being forced to do anything, she would have kicked him by now and put her clothes back on!
She crawls a little closer. ]
You have a beautiful lady naked in front of you, wanting and willing to please you.
[ Closer, until her hands are on his thighs and their faces are almost touching. ]
So, I'll ask again: are you going to be loud when I use my mouth?
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Kazuya swallows, and there's nowhere for him to really lean back to, without him falling back on the bed entirely. She's so close now, and she asks that again and he flushes red down his neck and almost to his chest.
He's straining against his pants by this point, and her body hovering over him is not helping. Neither are the hands on his hips.]
Do you want me to be?
[Because by his very nature he isn't loud. But also, he's never had someone suck him off before, so.]
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[ Weiss is at least gracious in that aspect. This is her first time too, after all.
But since it sounds like he's complying? She is going to make him do something else. ]
Stand up. Take your pants off.
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He genuinely thought either he was going to pull down his pants just enough to free his dick or she was, but now he's being told to stand, and Kazuya hesitates a little as he hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his pants.
Somehow, this is the most awkward thing he has ever done. He inhales, and pushes them down, and his face is incredibly red because now it's obvious just how hard he is, straining at his boxers with a small little wet mark from his pre giving everything away.]
Um...
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She sits at the edge of the bed, waiting and watching, eyes taking him all in once more as he takes his pants off. It does feel awkward, but Weiss somehow finds solace in the fact that this is his first time, too. It's supposed to be awkward, isn't it? ]
Funny, [ She is on her knees as she reaches for his chest, letting her hands get a feel of him again. Scrawny or not, her small hands on him should still do something, she thinks. ] What happened to your confidence?
[ How the turn tables...
She lets her hands splay downward, one hand pausing just by his hip, while the other goes even lower, palming his erection over his underwear. It's wet. It's... also pretty hot. Weiss has no idea what to expect here, but she'll try and enjoy it. ]
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[But also, with someone touching him like that. He's unused to it, and goosebumps are the immediate reaction she gets as she touches him once more.
And maybe he's anticipating a little too much, because he's watching her hands with rapt attention, the way one lingers on his hip and the other--
Kazuya inhales sharply as she palms him through his underwear. The first thing he notices is that it is not remotely the same as doing it to himself. His mouth opens and closes several times, there's several starts at him saying something, but in the end, he just chooses to ball his fists at his sides and keep his mouth shut.]
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[ Because boy, you might not get what you want if you don't have the confidence. Generally speaking, of course! That's Weiss' advice to him for now, to build his confidence because no one likes a pushover?? Even though she was annoyed as hell earlier, there was also something about that confidence of his that was attractive.
But she'd rather die than tell him that. ]
Are you going to tell me something?
[ She strokes him through the thin cloth, splaying her palm against his erection, making sure he can feel the weight and heat of her hand. He doesn't even seem like he needs help with getting more turned on, but Weiss honestly wants to... learn a little more, too. ]
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There is nowhere polite for him to put his hands, and that makes it even harder]
Like...?
[Asta said she was going to suck him off. He just assumes that's the normal course of things? Forget that he was incredibly rude when he teased her earlier...]
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[ But she decides that's enough of that. At least on her end, anyway. Her eyes focus on what's literally in front of her rather than giving him more attention and looking at him as they talk.
Her fingers slip into the waistband of his boxers, one hand pulling from the side while the other pulls from the front. If his cock springs free from this, then great. She wasn't planning on pulling it down all the way, anyway.
Though admittedly, she also didn't have plans on what to do upon seeing an actual dick. For a few good seconds, Weiss has to stare. Not gawk, mind. But she has to figure out how she's going to get this in her mouth. Maybe it doesn't have to be the whole thing? Can people even do that? Something to figure out later. For now, she takes his length into her hand, wrapping those small and dainty fingers around it for starters. ]
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It doesn't help he stares, and Kazuya looks away, hands still very firmly clenched at his sides. It also has the effect of making him inhale sharply, unable to stop the small twitch of his hips into her hand as she wraps her hands around him.]
Oh.
[He breathes out the breath he'd been stuck on slowly. It's... a very good feeling. Her hands are so warm...
It makes it a little more embarrassing as more pre starts collecting at the tip of his cock just from that.]
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[ Wanting and willing as she may be, she's not knowledgeable about how to please someone. So, she hopes he'd actually tell her and give her cues if there's anything he wants.
Now, she leans in, not even stroking him yet or anything. Rather, she gives his crown a lick, the tip of her tongue having a taste. But it doesn't feel like it does anything? At least, not to her... So she opens her mouth a little more, letting the flat of her tongue have a pass at the head of his cock. She gets to taste him, but makes no noise of protest nor approval from it. Instead, she brings herself even closer, stroking him with her hand as she opens her mouth and takes the tip in to give it a suck.
Ah- she has no idea what she's doing, but the books she's read did describe things in this way. ]
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[It's the first certain thing he's said so far. And probably the last because while he can keep himself from bucking against her mouth at the investigatory lick, and even at the second more confident one, her stroking makes his cock twitch, and Kazuya makes a noise very near to a whimper as she strokes him with her hand and sucks on the tip of his cock.
The one of the hands balled at his side immediately comes up to his mouth, and he bites down hard on it to try and keep himself in line, and he inhales sharply through his nose.]
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See, Weiss would roll her eyes and bark back, but maybe she can just tease him about it another time. Her mouth is already busy elsewhere, after all.
It's new, and Weiss doesn't really know what to make of it just yet, but she's committed to get him off. And with him not saying anything, it does seem like she can keep going. Her tongue swirls around his head as she keeps her mouth on him, sucking on him and spreading a mix of his pre and her own saliva around his head. Each time she bobs her head down and takes him in is accompanied by a stroke of his cock, slowly finding a rhythm without taking too much of him just yet.
But the more Weiss continues, the more her confidence grows. She closes her eyes and lets her instincts take over, pushing herself just a little more as she takes in another inch, playful licks and swirls of the tongue as she blows him. ]
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Kazuya bites his hand harder as she toys with him, sucks on him and strokes him in tandem. This is all just on the head of his cock too, what would it feel like when she took more of him in her mouth?
He finds out shortly after wondering, and another whimper escapes, hips twitching forward just barely, just barely restrained. She's doing nothing to help the heat in his gut, the way he feels tight inside.
Except he can't just cum so fast, so easily. From what he understands of Asta, she would never let him hear the end of it. So he bites down on his hand harder, something to dull the pleasure he feels into something more manageable.
He tastes blood. Thinks nothing of it. It'll heal in short order anyway, there's no reason to care. No reason to think beyond the immediate that is her mouth on him.]
Y-Yeah...
[He says. Quiet, breathy.]
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[ That was sudden! Her eyes jolt open as she slows down, looking up at him. She doesn't look angry, at the very least, more surprised by him moving like that. It was as if it was going to reach the back of her throat, and that would not have been pleasant. At least, she doesn't think so...
But it seems he does like what she's doing, which means she's doing a good job. Does she take more, then? Maybe just a little bit, opening her mouth a little more to do so. Drool drips down the length of his cock, coating her fingers with it which somehow helps when she works him up further. This time, she keeps her eyes open and looks at him, almost as if she's telling him to keep his eyes on her, too.
She's got his dick in her mouth and she's on her knees for him with nothing else on. Should he look at her, just like what she wants, she'll look away as her eyes squint, almost as if that made her smile. And as she adds more fervour to how she strokes him, he just might realise that she would be smiling if she could. She's finding a rhythm here, and despite the saltiness, there's something about hearing his breathlessness and him slowly losing it that is absolutely encouraging. ]
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I DID NOT KNOW YOU TAGGED ME...
IVE BEEN WAITING.... LIKE HACHIKO
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