It was the subdued siren call of a girl who'd saved his ass not two weeks earlier. He was just walking by, but he had the time so he peeked into her room. She had undone her pigtails, and her hair was down. He looked pointedly at a wall, strolling in with his hands in his pockets. "So, what's up?"
"Now that we aren't driving everywhere, I was thinking about changing my hair. I wanted to see how it looked while it was up."
"I see..."
"Can you help me? I don't have any hairclips..." She bunched up her hair with a hand, folding it over itself neatly.
After a moment's thought, Eon figured he had enough time to help. He walked towards her, tilting his head to the side quizzically. "So... should I grab on?"
"Uh-huh. I need you to hold it short, and let me know if it looks better that way." Kaori replied with a nod.
Eon reached his hands around her head, keeping her hair folded up as he appraised her.
Maybe it was the lighting, or maybe it was the way she silently looked up and waited for his thoughts on the subject, or maybe he was till thankful that she'd saved him from a dragon... but for some reason, he'd never found any girl more absolutely kissable than this one, right now. His hands guided her head towards his, and their lips met.
For an instant Eon panicked. Was this becoming a thing with him? Kissing defenseless girls who weren't interested in him? The thought only lasted a second however, as Kaori responded much in kind, her arms squeezing him closer to her as she opened her mouth up to his kiss.
His tongue made the first move, reaching out for hers. As she moaned softly into his mouth, thoughts went through his head of how very different this was from kissing Ren. He pushed them away immediately. Not the time. At all. Instead, he moved her closer to the desk/mirror behind her. He sat her upon it as the kissing continued. She made the next move, running her hands up his shirt.
If that was allowable, then surely... He took a hand from her hair, and ran it up her back, running it under her shirt as well. She didn't fight it in the least, even when he ran it over her bra.
Not even a peep when he unhooked it, either. Merely a further moan and a renewed vigor in her kisses. He took it as a simple request: 'More.' He wasn't in any mood to deny her. His hand slid around to the front, caressing her chest as she stroked his back up and down. Kaori arched her back into his touch, so Eon assumed he was doing a proper job of it... carefully working it as he finally broke the kiss off.
"I want you." he whispered in her ear, finally moving his other hand from her head to caress her hip.
"Okay." she whispered back, her usual monotone broken by a palpable sense of wanting.
"Then..." He leaned back into the kiss, hiking up Kaori's skirt to around her waist. What came next was a rush, he wasn't entirely sure what happened when. He remembered his pants around his ankles. At some point, she had pressed a condom into his hands. He remembered using it. He remembered her feeling as she gripped him tightly, the incomprehensible murmurs and loud groans of the two of them becoming one.
But most of all, he remembered her kisses. Warm, soft, longing kisses. The kind he'd always craved.
Some time later as the two calmed themselves from the rush on her bed, her head settled in the crook of his shoulder as she held him gently in her sleep, Eon replayed what had just happened in his mind. The two of them were friends before, sure, but this particular development was entirely unexpected. His instinct told him that they needed to have a talk about what exactly had transpired in he near future...
Another day, perhaps. was all he could think on the subject, as he wrapped his arms around Kaori and fell asleep as well.
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"Ne, Leader-san. Can you help me with something?"
It was the subdued siren call of a girl who'd saved his ass not two weeks earlier. He was just walking by, but he had the time so he peeked into her room. She had undone her pigtails, and her hair was down. He looked pointedly at a wall, strolling in with his hands in his pockets. "So, what's up?"
"Now that we aren't driving everywhere, I was thinking about changing my hair. I wanted to see how it looked while it was up."
"I see..."
"Can you help me? I don't have any hairclips..." She bunched up her hair with a hand, folding it over itself neatly.
After a moment's thought, Eon figured he had enough time to help. He walked towards her, tilting his head to the side quizzically. "So... should I grab on?"
"Uh-huh. I need you to hold it short, and let me know if it looks better that way." Kaori replied with a nod.
Eon reached his hands around her head, keeping her hair folded up as he appraised her.
Maybe it was the lighting, or maybe it was the way she silently looked up and waited for his thoughts on the subject, or maybe he was till thankful that she'd saved him from a dragon... but for some reason, he'd never found any girl more absolutely kissable than this one, right now. His hands guided her head towards his, and their lips met.
For an instant Eon panicked. Was this becoming a thing with him? Kissing defenseless girls who weren't interested in him? The thought only lasted a second however, as Kaori responded much in kind, her arms squeezing him closer to her as she opened her mouth up to his kiss.
His tongue made the first move, reaching out for hers. As she moaned softly into his mouth, thoughts went through his head of how very different this was from kissing Ren. He pushed them away immediately. Not the time. At all. Instead, he moved her closer to the desk/mirror behind her. He sat her upon it as the kissing continued. She made the next move, running her hands up his shirt.
If that was allowable, then surely... He took a hand from her hair, and ran it up her back, running it under her shirt as well. She didn't fight it in the least, even when he ran it over her bra.
Not even a peep when he unhooked it, either. Merely a further moan and a renewed vigor in her kisses. He took it as a simple request: 'More.' He wasn't in any mood to deny her. His hand slid around to the front, caressing her chest as she stroked his back up and down. Kaori arched her back into his touch, so Eon assumed he was doing a proper job of it... carefully working it as he finally broke the kiss off.
"I want you." he whispered in her ear, finally moving his other hand from her head to caress her hip.
"Okay." she whispered back, her usual monotone broken by a palpable sense of wanting.
"Then..." He leaned back into the kiss, hiking up Kaori's skirt to around her waist. What came next was a rush, he wasn't entirely sure what happened when. He remembered his pants around his ankles. At some point, she had pressed a condom into his hands. He remembered using it. He remembered her feeling as she gripped him tightly, the incomprehensible murmurs and loud groans of the two of them becoming one.
But most of all, he remembered her kisses. Warm, soft, longing kisses. The kind he'd always craved.
Some time later as the two calmed themselves from the rush on her bed, her head settled in the crook of his shoulder as she held him gently in her sleep, Eon replayed what had just happened in his mind. The two of them were friends before, sure, but this particular development was entirely unexpected. His instinct told him that they needed to have a talk about what exactly had transpired in he near future...
Another day, perhaps. was all he could think on the subject, as he wrapped his arms around Kaori and fell asleep as well.