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Footsteps close in and slam against his ears, his pulse rising the louder the steps. Didn’t everyone else already have their bath earlier? He knows—in fact, he’s completely sure—that he saw everyone refreshed and dressed in their yukatas back in the room that they booked. Which means they already were in the onsen, right? Then who is—
Subaru holds his breath as the door slides open. Otogari? Maybe Ogami? Fushimi? Or maybe another Trickstar member?
“Oh Subaru-chan.”
No. God no, not her.
“I didn’t know you were here too.” Narukami joins him in the water and lets herself sink down right next to him. The tension on her shoulder leaves her with a deep sigh, wrapping around Subaru’s neck instead. The clear liquid bares everything to him—from her bare feet up to her muscular chest. Her skin is well taken care of, not a single blemished spot in sight—as if her body was a flawless work of art.
But she’s close. Too close. Despite the little gap of distance between them, Subaru feels as if her breath brushes against his skin every time she moves. He crosses his arms, turning away his body.
“Subaru-chan.”
Her words cut through the ropes pinning him into place, enabling his body to finally rise from the water. He needs to get out. Right now. Compared to the warm onsen water, the stones are freezing cold against his feet before the world spins around him. The floor closes in on him… or is it Subaru who is the one closing in?
A strong arm wraps around his waist, the other coming up to shield Subaru’s head from the inevitable impact. Narukami’s shoulder presses close against his face, a calming fragrance filling his senses. The impact draws a groan out of both of them but neither of them seem to be seriously injured. At least Subaru hasn’t heard their limbs break upon hitting the hard stone floor, so that’s good!
Narukami groans and props herself up with her left hand, the other unavailable since Subaru’s head is lying on her wrist. “Are you okay? Did you get hurt?”
“No…” Subaru mutters as he stares off at the side, lifting his head to free her wrist. It’s not really important what he’s even looking at, staring at some random thing in the open bath that isn’t Narukami sounds much more preferable. …Maybe he should thank her. After all, she did just save him from getting a concussion, or whatever worse injuries a person could get from hitting their head on a stone floor.
Narukami’s eyes pierce into him. At his body, specifically. Subaru internally beats himself up—this is the reason why he didn’t want to be in the onsen when everyone else is around. As fun as it would be to share a bath with all his friends and classmates, deep inside he can’t help but feel self conscious.
“You call me Okama, and yet,” Narukami’s hands squeeze down on Subaru’s chest, “you are like this as well? Isn’t that a little hypocritical of you, Subaru-chan?”
There’s nothing wrong with his body and Subaru knows that. No matter what anyone says, he will not bend towards what society expects of him and his appearance. But sometimes… Sometimes illogical whispers manage to taunt his little mind.
Subaru responds with a glare. “Shut up Okama.” The stones underneath him start getting cold against his back. He really should have watched his step. Or, at the very least, should have caught himself before Narukami got the chance to rescue him. “Will you get off me now? The floor is cold.”
Narukami stares into his soul, her fingers digging down and around Subaru’s chest to rip a whimper from Subaru’s throat. “Don’t you have anything else to say to someone who saved your life? Or how about an apology? Maybe I should start calling you a woman now, see how you like it.”
Subaru snaps his head away, even if that doesn’t make her stop staring at him. She’s right. He knows she’s right—but that doesn’t change how he feels. Narukami makes him uncomfortable.
“No answer, hm?” She rolls her eyes as her hands grope around on his chest. “For being so loud and energetic you’re being surprisingly meek.”
“What is that supposed to mean—” Subaru chokes on his complaint, Narukami’s fingers sliding across his skin. Her touch is soft and yet it leaves electric shocks behind in her trail before the tips of her fingers draw circles around his nipples. “What are you doing?”
“Isn’t it obvious, Subaru-chan?” Narukami’s lips curl into a teasing smile while her fingers roll his pink nubs inbetween them.
Is she toying with him?
Subaru scowls and grabs Narukami’s wrists to pulls her hands away from his body—only to throw his head back when she pinches and tugs at his nipples. Could she just stop—?
“Wow,” she marvels, a little glint in her eyes, “you’re so sensitive! And your moans…It’s like you’re singing for me, Subaru-chan.”
Moans? What is she talking about; Subaru isn’t moaning for her—
“Ah!” The moment the thought crosses his mind, Subaru actually notices: Gasps, moans, and whimpers bubble up from his throat in response to every touch the girl towering over him gives him. She has him in the palm of her hands, and she’s fully aware of it.
“You’re cute.” Subaru feels the words giggled onto his skin before Narukami’s lips drape over his, her tongue shoving its way past his lips all the way down his throat.
His grip around her wrists tightens as her wet tongue explores the inside of his mouth. It’s frustrating to admit but… she’s really good at kissing. Not that Subaru really has a reference point; he’s never been kissed before—not like this, where their moans are trapped and swallowed by each other’s lips.
“Narukami…” Her name sounds like a forlorn sigh and Subaru can’t believe he’s even calling out for her like that. Now he knows he definitely hit his head earlier. Otherwise he would never sigh her name like this!
“Shhh…” She hushes and lets her fingers thread through his orange strands while giggling. “I can touch you more, Subaru-chan. Much more than what I’m doing now.” Narukami traces a line down his chest, the tip of her finger just barely close enough to send shivers down his spine. The line is accompanied by various shapes… probably. Subaru is too busy trembling at her touch to even register what exactly she’s doing. Her finger slides down past Subaru’s hips before she stops to grab a handful of his inner thigh.
Subaru’s palms finally slap over his mouth, muffling the forbidden sounds tumbling from his lips. He can shove her away. He should shove her away. Narukami is busy fondling and squeezing his thighs—Subaru could easily push and kick her away and dash before she even registers what’s going on. His breath locks away in his throat, his teeth sinking into his lip as his hands fall onto her shoulders, building pressure to push her away, but—
“Gyah—!?” The most embarrassing squeak erupts from his mouth the moment Narukami’s hand falls onto his pussy. Her digits rub against and between his folds, the sensation even more electrifying compared to the soft line she was drawing onto his body moments prior. “Don’t… Don’t…!” Subaru’s fingers dig into her shoulders, pushing deeper and deeper with every caress from Narukami’s hand. They’re idols—and she is a model—so he should be careful not to leave marks but—
“Subaru-chan, are you aware?” Narukami eyes him as her tongue darts out to lick her lips. “You’re wet… Really, really, wet…”
“What are you talking about,” Subaru whimpers and closes his thighs shut, but ends up accidentally trapping Narukami’s hand in-between them causing her fingers to brush against his clit. “I’m… I’m not…”
She just giggles as if his resistance is so very funny. Apart from that giggle she doesn’t even give him a response before she just wiggles a finger inside, the slickness practically slipping her in and welcoming her eagerly.
Ah, her finger… It’s so warm. It’s really, really warm, and Subaru feels so full already. How is he supposed to fit anything bigger than that? Not—not that he wants something bigger and thicker than her finger! All he wants is for her to stop— “Ngh…” That sinful finger keeps dragging and caressing his inner walls, pushing against it as it slides even further inside his pussy.
“You’re being such a good little girl, Subaru-chan,” Narukami muses while lining up another finger at his entrance. “Did you like me calling you that? I felt you twitch.” She offers him a teasing little smile and leans in to press a tender kiss against his collarbone. “Subaru-chan, won’t you be a good girl tonight? I will be gentle, I promise.”
“Y-You better… take me to dinner after this…” Subaru breathes and puts a hand into her hair to pull her closer, a desire to feel her body warmth on his skin. It’s frustrating to think, let alone admit, that Narukami’s comments actually have been doing things to him. Her lips latch onto his shoulder, sliding up his neck all the way to his ear. More good girl comments fall from her lips, each one making more heat pool at his crotch.
This is wrong. This feels so, so wrong, yet his hips keep rolling against her long fingers in hopes she pushes them deeper inside. Or maybe she could shove something else deep inside him. Something thick… warm… throbbing…
“Narukami…” Her name is just a little sigh as Subaru looks up at her with his lust-clouded eyes. Narukami’s own eyes are darkened, eying him with a little grin on her lips. They widen with glee when Subaru arches his back in response to her fingers curling inside. “Narukami—!”
“What is it?” She leans closer until her breath caresses his ear, her tongue darting out to lick the shell. “Is there anything you want? You have to use your words properly!” Narukami’s thumbing at his clit while whispering into his ear—sending shocks of pleasure all throughout his body.
She knows exactly what he wants and she isn’t planning to give him anything until he uses his voice to tell her.
But Subaru isn’t that weak. She will have to try harder if she wants him to submit.
“Nothing,” Subaru’s arms raise to wrap themselves around Narukami’s head, keeping her in place. “I’m good.” A grin of his own finds its way to his lips when his head tilts forwards to let sighs and whispers drop directly into her ear.
He can tell it has an effect on Narukami from the way she shudders and presses down harder onto his sensitive clit. Or from the way she presses her hard cock against his leg, smearing droplets of her juices all across his skin. It feels very… Subaru hasn’t taken a look at it yet, but the thing pressing against him already feels a lot bigger than he imagined her to be.
What is it going to be like once she pushes it inside? Will it tear him apart? Will it warm him up? What about Narukami herself? Gentle? Rough? As a so-called Knight she should treat him gently—at least in theory. But as of now, Subaru doubts that is going to happen. What kind of Knight would just touch someone like this without any form of consent?
Narukami presses kisses against his jaw while slowly moving closer to kiss his lips. “Are you doing this on purpose? Subaru-chan… Your pussy keeps clenching around me. I can put it in whenever you want…”
“Aren’t you the one who’s desperate to put it in?” Subaru gasps against her lips. “If you can’t hold back anymore, then go ahead! What are you waiting for?”
“What I’m waiting for?” Narukami repeats the question Subaru shoots at her. “Well, if you ask me like that…” She pulls back just slightly, enough for Subaru to be able to see the smirk that slides onto her face. “I want you to beg for me. Apologize for all the mean things you said and then beg for this—” she rubs her pulsing dick against Subaru’s thighs, “—to mess up your insides. And then…” She moves her head yet again to whisper into Subaru’s ear, “After that I want to tell you what a good little boy you are.” She pauses, the moment almost silent, save for her fingers squelching inside Subaru’s pussy. “Although… it seems like that doesn’t seem to excite you that much compared to when I called you a good girl earlier—ah.” Narukami chuckles into his ear, not missing the way Subaru’s insides clench around her fingers. “You want me to call you a good girl? I can do that… You just have to apologize and beg for me. You can do that, right? Since you’re such a good girl.”
It would be a complete lie to say Narukami’s rambling didn’t turn him on in some way. Is he a masochist or something? There is no way he will stoop down to beg for her… admittedly very large cock… “Haah—!” Subaru gasps as her fingers pick up the pace, spreading wide inside him before thrusting in and out. Occasionally she rotates her wrists, letting the tips of her fingers slide against his sensitive walls. His entire body seizes up as pussy drenches Narukami’s hand with his fluid.
“Oh, did you come already? How cute,” she nips at his ear. “Good girl…”
How much he wishes for her to just stop saying that. Is that too much to ask for? Every time she calls him a good girl, something inside him slides down his body and heats up his lower body parts. Like lava gathering at the pit of his stomach, close to erupt from his body. That’s not normal. But then again… Subaru isn’t exactly someone who people would call normal.
“Narukami—!” Subaru calls out for her once again, taking a deep breath once she, at last, stops rubbing circles against his clit to let him speak. “I…” His eyes catch a glimpse of Narukami’s puzzled expression before he turns his face away. “I’m… sorry.”
“What was that? Sorry Subaru-chan, you have to speak up a little.”
It’s hard to tell whether she actually couldn’t hear him, or if she just wanted to hear him say it again, but Subaru couldn’t care less. “I’m sorry,” he turns his head to look at her face but immediately squeezes his eyes shut afterwards. “I won’t call you Okama again, so… I’m sorry.”
“…As long as you learned your lesson,” Narukami mutters against his cheek and noses at it, having gotten closer once again while Subaru’s eyes were closed. “And?”
Now Subaru does open his eyes again, confusion sparkling in his eyes. “Is there more I’m supposed to say?”
“Yes,” she giggles as her lips quirk up into an amused smile. “You haven’t begged for my cock yet.”
“I’m not going to beg,” he hisses at her, albeit half-heartedly. “If I were to beg, in theory—” Subaru emphasizes, because he really isn’t planning to dance and sing for her amusement in any way, “—what would you like to hear? To see?”
“Oh, hm…” Narukami straightens herself and puts a hand on her cheek, resting her head against her palm. “Well, you usually put your body on display so proudly, don’t you? So show me… Show me every inch of you. I want to see you.” Her palms rest on his breasts, squeezing gently as she speaks. “You’re beautiful, you know? Right here.” Narukami taps her finger against his chest, right above the place where his heart rests.
She opens her mouth once more, the way she inhales clearly audible to Subaru’s ears, and yet no words leave her lips. But that’s okay… Subaru’s hands reach for hers, pulling them away from his chest to intertwine their fingers. …She doesn’t need to speak any more for Subaru to understand what she wants to say.
Subaru calls her name once again, her arms wrapping around Narukami’s shoulders and pulling her close the moment her attention shifts back towards his face. “You’re beautiful too, you know? ‘Everyone’s Big Sis,’ right?” A little laugh—perhaps a little more dry than he would have liked—escapes him. “Everyone loves you… Not gonna lie, I’m a little jealous.” He doesn’t give her any time to respond before he leans in to connect their lips. A little chaste kiss, but it doesn’t stay that way for much longer as their tongues reach out for each other.
It draws little sighs and soft moans out of them—Narukami’s noises, her tongue inside his mouth and against his own tongue, and her dick against his thighs are all Subaru needed for heat to pool in his stomach once again.
“Subaru-chan.” This time Narukami calls out for him, impatience dripping from her hard cock.
Subaru’s arms unravel from her neck, his hands sliding down his body until they reach his crotch. His body shivers the moment his fingers pull at his folds and expose his insides to the hot air. His fluids drip onto the stone floor underneath their bodies, but it’s not like anyone would notice those when the entire floor is wet from the water. “Look, Narukami,” Subaru shudders upon catching the way she licks her lips, “I’m all ready for you, so… Put it in? Please put it in?”
She lines up, rubbing the tip of her cock against his entrance. It’s just the tip… and yet it feels incredibly big and hot. “You can do better, can’t you?” Her whisper, hushed and yet booming, brushes against Subaru’s ears. “Tell me more…”
“Narukami, please,” Subaru whimpers and rolls his hips towards her thick flesh, “I want you! Just fuck me, you tease, I need it…” Narukami’s laughter that she lets out in response to his words doesn’t do anything to sate the hunger inside Subaru’s stomach. His mouth opens once more to spurt whatever nonsense she wants to hear, but before he can, her dick slowly pushes its way inside his body.
It’s hot. It pulsates. It’s big.
“Shhh…” Narukami reaches for Subaru’s hand and brings it to her lips, pressing kisses against his fingers and the back of his hand. “It’s okay… I got you.”
Subaru’s mouth remains open as he gasps for air, yet he doesn’t feel like he’s breathing at all. She’s so big and Subaru can feel his insides adjusting, changing, turning into the shape of her cock. Narukami had been pressing her length against his thigh the entire time, but that didn’t prepare him for the girth that’s now sitting inside his body and spreading him apart. …What would it feel like if she started moving?
Taking a quick peek at her face, Subaru can see a soft smile, coupled with furrowed eyebrows. Of course… She is holding back to let him get used to her size.
“You feel so good, Subaru-chan…” She sighs and rubs circles onto his hips. “You keep clenching and tightening up around me… It’s really hard to hold back, you know?” Subaru knows it’s meant to be a little light-hearted joke, but he does spot the little drop of sweat that’s sliding down the side of her face. Plus, her voice wasn’t the most stable either when she spoke, the slight waver clear to Subaru’s ears.
“Then move,” Subaru grins at her. “Don’t underestimate me, I can take it!”
Narukami’s lips curl into a smile. “Tell me to stop if it hurts.”
Subaru’s response to that remains stuck in his throat as she grabs his waist and thrusts her hips. That thick cock drives itself even deeper inside his body and rubs against his sensitive walls. Incomprehensible noises—gasps and moans and whimpers—mixed with syllables of her name fill the room, a song meant for Narukami, and Narukami alone.
“Is it good? You’re being such a good girl for me, Subaru-chan…”
And there it is… She said those words earlier, but only now does Subaru realize how his entire body shudders in response to her little pet name. It’s a little embarrassing, but it’s a little too late to be embarrassed, isn’t it? Might as well enjoy it then!
“Harder please… Harder…” Subaru grips her shoulders and pulls her in for another kiss, letting his moans be swallowed by her hot cavern. She’s really good with her tongue as well… What would it be like if she ate him out? More whimpers fall into Narukami’s throat at the mere thought of that. Is he a pervert or something? He’ll make sure she will never find out what he is thinking.
Narukami doesn’t respond to his pleas, at least not verbally, letting her hands slide to the underside of Subaru’s thighs to push them up until his legs are dangling right beside his head. The new angle hits an even deeper spot inside of him, stars appearing in front of his eyes. The sound of skin slapping against skin increases in volume and joins their duet, with Subaru’s part now even louder than before. Narukami’s whispers of Good girl never stop, Subaru’s voice jumping in response to them.
They are close—both of them can tell. Subaru clenches around Narukami’s dick and drenches it with even more juices with every thrust of her hips. Her length doesn’t stop pulsating and keeps brushing against the deepest part of Subaru’s insides, occasionally accompanied by a low growl that makes Subaru’s heart leap.
“Narukami… Narukami—!”
“I know… Me too…”
Subaru doesn’t give her a warning when he comes, his legs just tightly wrapping around her waist as his orgasm crashes into him and spills fluid all over her length. Not long after that, Narukami herself hilts her cock deep inside him and lets her seed fill up his womb.
Narukami wraps her arms around Subaru’s body to hold him close as they catch their breaths. She smiles at him, softly, before she presses a kiss against his forehead.
Subaru’s face heats up upon receiving that soft display of affection, turning his head away to prevent her from seeing the blush spreading across his skin. “What was that for?”
“The kiss? Or are you asking why I fucked you?”
“Both!” Subaru meant the kiss, but it would be a lie to say he isn’t interested in the reason why Narukami even started touching him at all. Was it for revenge? Because Subaru has been mean towards her all this time? It wouldn’t be surprising if that was the reason.
“You know Subaru-chan… You aren’t exactly bad-looking,” Narukami sighs and slides her palm against his cheek. “And then you do things like taking off your shirt right in front of other people…” He only does that when he’s happy! Ecstatic! Excited—not in the horny way! “Of course I would want to get a little piece of that, you know?” She reaches down to squeeze his ass, making him yelp. “I know it wasn’t the most orthodox method of getting you to bed with me,” Never mind the fact they aren’t even in a bed! “But when I have a pretty boy underneath me… How do you expect me to hold back?”
“…So essentially you were just horny for me.”
She throws a smirk at him, leaning in to whisper against his ear. “Next time I want you in a bed… I want you to sing more for me.”
Subaru’s eyes roll despite the obvious rush of blood on his cheeks. “No promises.” Although he isn’t opposed to having her in a bed—or at least in something softer than a stone floor. “But you owe me dinner before that!”