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Sarutobi was too curious for her own good. And Kagura knew better than to tell her about what actually happened. She couldn’t handle more humiliation. So when her mentor asked her about her latest attempt at apologising, she just forced herself to smile, and nodded.
“I apologised,” she said, trying her best to not sound too miserable. Never again she would even consider giving head. That was it. And she finally understood why Sougo was so hesitant to let her get close.
“How did it go?”
“It went,” she pressed her lips together, continuing to nod slowly.
Sarutobi raised her eyebrow, waiting for Kagura to continue, as if Kagura herself had any idea on how to continue.
“It went,” she repeated once more.
“What happened this time?” Sarutobi sighed. Even she was getting tired of her ability in not getting laid, and Kagura couldn’t blame her.
“Nothing, well, technically nothing,” she swallowed on instinct, but just thinking about the horrible taste made her shiver. “Is the taste of cum always…”
“Disgusting?” Sarutobi completed the missing word for her. And while Kagura did not want to call it disgusting in front of Sougo lest it hurt his feelings, that was exactly the word she was looking for.
“Yes, disgusting.”
“That’s the problem?” Sarutobi laughed, “It’s the easiest thing to fix.”
“How?”
“Would it even matter?” She sat next to Kagura. “You’re going to die a virgin either way.”
“You are supposed to help me,” Kagura whined.
“I am helping you. Oral sex is not going to solve all of your problems.”
“I was only following your instructions.”
She sighed. “It’s time to change strategies.”
“To what?”
“Clearly the innocent girl tactic is not working on him,” she fixed her glasses, leaving Kagura confused by her words. She hadn’t been trying to act innocent for a long time, she doubted Sarutobi throwing her in front of Sougo in bondage really helped the innocent girl tactic. But somehow, that had been their main strategy. Kagura herself was not aware of it.
“You need to take control,” Sarutobi continued. “Maybe he’s an s-type cosplaying as a d-type. We need to cover all the possibilities.”
“I doubt he is,” Kagura tried to object, but Sarutobi was already too far gone to think about the small details like this.
Her mentor’s confidence in Kagura was a bit too much, Kagura realised it the moment she started betting on it. If Kagura was to fail in this attempt as well, she would stop stalking Gintoki for a week. She had even somewhat convinced Kagura that it was a good deal.
A Saturday afternoon was deemed to be the best time frame to initiate intimacy. He would have already shaken off a good part of the exhaustion the work week brought, and it would give them enough time to wind-off after sex without worrying about the work the next day, if she could succeed in her attempt, that is.
It was supposed to be perfect, Sarutobi had put her everything into this plan after all. There was no men on this planet who wouldn’t want to give a little bit of control away sometimes, Sarutobi was sure of it.
So when Kagura finally managed to trap him between her body and the bed, she fully expected him to give in right away.
Instead, Sougo blinked at her with his dead fish stare that felt a tad bit too familiar, and asked, “What are you doing?”
He had fallen for her strength to begin with, this was supposed to make him shiver and blush under her. If anything, he sounded and looked more bored than aroused.
“Since you won’t fuck me, I decided to take the matter into my own hands.”
“And is this how you’re doing it?”
With his one question, even the tiniest bit of the rush she felt from planning and somewhat executing the very first step of her plan had left her body in an instant. She couldn’t prevent her sulk, yet she tried to at least force a neutral expression in front of him.
Hit him from his competitive side, Sarutobi had advised, and Kagura figured the best way to do that would be belittling his sadistic side.
“Sacchan told me you were definitely an M-type, and not a S-type because you wouldn’t-”
Before she could finish her sentence, her back hit the bed, “Enough of your damn Sacchan,” he grunted. “Sacchan this, Sacchan that. What won’t you fuck her instead?”
Snorting that followed was not something Kagura was proud of, it only caused him to frown more. Any reaction is better than no reaction.
“Are you jealous of Sacchan?” She asked, trying to hold back her laugh.
“I’m not jealous of that freak.”
“Hmm, sure.”
“I’m not,” he said and leaned forward in an attempt to kiss and probably to shut her up at the same time.
Their lips met, but she could barely hold back her laughter, and she definitely couldn’t stop smiling from ear to ear. He tried his best to properly kiss her, Kagura couldn’t deny the fact. But when her fight with herself didn’t end in a timely manner, he found the solution in biting on her lips, hard.
“Ow,” she yelped. She wanted to hit him like she normally would in this situation, but the possibility of him stopping right there and then helped her control herself. “Your sadist is showing,” she said instead right before pressing her lips together.
“You left me no choice.”
“The choice is obvious, we finally have sex and I stop breaking your arms.”
“I won’t go down that easily this time,” he said before leaning forward.
And the difference was like night and day. The kiss was enough to bring back the butterflies to her stomach, and cause her legs to wrap around his hips. He didn’t complain, he only deepened the kiss.
Kagura owed an apology to herself for beating herself up for preventing their unlucky attempt. She was still nervous, but she could tell, this time it would be different, he behaved completely differently.
“I’m tired of foreplay,” she said as they separated and he sat up on his knees. Her dignity was long gone; she didn’t care how he viewed her anymore, not that she ever did, she wouldn’t admit. She had been just a little worried. “The whole relationship had been a long foreplay. Fuck me already.”
Her desperation earned a laugh out of him as he took off his t-shirt. “I still need a little bit of foreplay,” he said as he grabbed the collar of her cheongsam. “Don’t worry. This is not for you, this is for me.”
He ripped the dress in half, then snickered at the way Kagura shuddered under him.
She might have deserved every single reaction she had received up until that point, but she definitely didn’t deserve this ridicule. And she intended to fight against his behaviour, or at least until he would change his attitude.
The only thing she needed for that was a backbone, and she clearly lacked it. She couldn’t even open her mouth when he ripped a long strip from her dress, and pulled her hands together.
“Can’t have you break my arms again,” he said as he used the strip of fabric to bind her hands as tightly as the fabric allowed.
“It was an accident,” she mewled. Sounding this weak from a fairly basic move was not something she enjoyed, but her already dying fighting spirit completely disappeared when he trapped her bound wrists above her head with one hand, and used his other hand to pull down the padding of her bra.
Somehow, their half-naked selves felt more obscene than trying to have sex in the middle of a mountain, and she knew where these feelings would lead based upon the unlucky attempt. So instead, she tried to focus on the teeth sinking into her flesh, the tongue swirling around her nipple, or the way her hips instinctively moved. Anything but the notion that they were indeed about to fuck.
As she was busy trying to not have another panic-induced accident, he gave up on the idea of marking her, and came back up to her lips. His hand let go of hers, and she put her arms on his shoulders as soon as she found the freedom to do so. Soon, his hands slipped between her and the bed, and he slipped out of her embrace.
She knew he hadn’t quite regained his strength yet, but he still managed to throw her to the middle of the bed with more force than Kagura expected.
“Are you sure you want to continue?” He asked as he grabbed the band of her panties. She knew this was a question she didn’t need to think about. She was sure about her intentions and expectations from this relationship from the start. But she couldn’t even complain about his unnecessary checks.
“Yes, I’m sure,” she said as she put her foot on his clothed semi, and pressed down slightly enough to not hurt him, at least she was hoping she wasn’t hurting him.
He took off her panties with ease, and pushed open her thighs, only to look at her.
“I swear if you’re not fucking me in the next ten seconds-”
“Why?” He smiled as he dragged two fingers along her slit. “What are you going to do?”
Kagura moaned and her bound hands went up to cover her face instinctively as Sougo pushed in both of the fingers at the same time. He was already acting rougher with her, and she loved every second of it.
“Tell me,” he said as he thrust his fingers merely a few times before pulling them out completely. She couldn’t suppress her very audible whine. “What do you plan to do?”
“Stop toying with me.”
“I told you, this is for me. Not you,” he said as he leaned forward.
She could feel his warm breath, with his calloused hands already finding their place holding her thighs apart. “I’ll give you a special reward if you can stay still until I’m done.”
He started lapping at her folds, and Kagura forgot that she was supposed to be bound for a second. It was more of an instinct than a rebellion against his wishes. His hair was the closest thing to grab, and the only purchase she had on the source of this sudden pleasure. She was hoping he wouldn’t mind the sudden movements of her hips or the way she tried to pull him closer as if it was possible.
Her mindless repetitions were loud enough to suppress all other noise for Kagura. “Please, please, please,” she continued begging without purpose. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to cum so early, she didn’t want him to stop either; so she did the only thing she could do, and continued begging.
The choice wasn’t hers to begin with. This is for Sougo, the voice in her head kept repeating. Somehow the foreplay he needed involved eating her out, she felt like she was losing either way.
As if the overwhelming anticipation she had of her proper first time with him wasn’t enough, Sougo refused to hear or acknowledge her mindless cries.
The only thing that stopped him in the end was her unexpected orgasm. He finally let go of her legs and sat up.
With his fingers rubbing her clit slowly enough right after she came, he asked as she tried to control her reactions, “Do you want to try with you on top?”
“Sure,” Kagura breathed out.
He stood up, going through drawers for a brief moment to find a condom, at least that was what Kagura assumed. Then he took off his pants, and sat against the headboard. Kagura didn’t need an invitation, before he could even settle properly, she was by his side, on her knees, waiting.
“I think I’d be less nervous if I didn't look at your face,” Kagura said as she started stroking his cock.
“I thought you would want the opposite.”
“Your face triggers the competitiveness in me, it’s not good,” she shook her head.
Sougo sighed, “I love you too.”
“Great,” she exclaimed, and climbed onto his lap while facing the empty wall on the other side of the room. This is completely normal, she said to herself as he lifted herself up slightly.
“You won’t be able to walk when I’m done with you,” he said as she tried to position herself better. “But take your time for now.”
She put one hand in the space between his legs, and used the other to gently guide his cock to her entrance.
“Take it as slow as you want,” Sougo said as he kept patting her hair. And that was when she realised she had made a good choice in opting to not face him. Even his voice was enough to send her spiraling, and she did not want to deal with another failure. Her ego couldn’t handle another failure.
So she did what she had to do to shut her mind up, and sat down on his cock, all at once. The breath in her lungs got knocked out. Her hand went to her mouth, trying to suppress the moan she just choked out. But it was of no use.
Sougo’s reactions were not any different than hers. “So damn tight,” he groaned. He hadn’t even tried to control the lewd sounds he made, as his hands on her waist tightened, and he held her in place. It felt safe, despite the pain she was putting herself through. She tried to focus on the good parts.
The pain was not unbearable, she realised soon after. She had suffered through worse, but somehow, this had sounded more scary in her head than any near death experience she had.
Continue through the pain, Sarutobi had advised her. She tried to lift herself up, but Sougo’s hands were still holding her tight. It was impossible to move even a centimetre.
“I’m fine,” she said as she touched his hands, trying to signal him to let go.
Instead of letting her go, he thrust up. Caught unexpectedly, Kagura’s body almost fell forward before she managed to catch herself.
So deep. She couldn’t help but clench around him as Sougo’s breathing got heavier and faster.
The sounds she made must have encouraged him more, because he continued thrusting up instead of letting her take control: once, twice-... Then he stopped.
This must be my cue, she thought as she tried to lift herself up again. But Sougo didn’t let her. Instead, he pressed her down even more, and put his forehead on her back, wrapping his arms around her.
“I’m sorry,” he said quietly.
“What? Why?” She tried to turn back. But he was hugging her tight, and she didn’t want to push the limits too much when he had just gotten well.
“I came.”