Beaches and Birthdays [nsfw]

A response was earned as Miyako shifted against him, unable to suppress it. Moving like that when they were like this...

It ruined his mind, gh...

The kissing was too enjoyable to stop though, and it'd played a part in his reaction much like her movement had...

Miyako froze slightly as Hibiki made a sound, she was supposed to... they weren't... supposed to... Her hand clenched the bedding, a sound of her own welling up. He liked when she moved her hips against him it seemed... so she repeated her actions intentionally this time.

She was reacting a little too strongly, their kissing in the kitchen earlier on top of those words... plus the words now contributing to her brain freezing up.

Again his hold tightened on Miyako, another response forcing it's way up at her actions that he was unable to suppress. Gh... He couldn't...not respond when she moved on him like that, she was on his lap just...

If she kept that up...

Miyako tensed up as Hibiki's hold tightened, another pleased sound coming from her. He was responding to her actions and making sounds of his own. She wanted...

What did she want? Air for one... Pulling away, she gave another soft sound of displeasure as she sat up fully. Her breathing was heavy and her eyes rather unfocused as her arms now went to the bottom of her shirt to pull it off over her head.

If she was thinking more, she might have been blushing over this action, but her mind was rather gone at this point.

Like Miyako, a displeased noise came up as she pulled away from the kiss, but...breathing, he needed to breath too. His breathing was heavy as his eyes opened some to look at Miyako, his eyes following her hands down to her shirt as she went about removing it.

His arm was still around her, and his hand clenched slightly before relaxing as he looked back up at her.

Miyako's shirt was pulled out from under Hibiki's arm and tossed aside as she panted, that displeased sound was tempting... too tempting... This wasn't good at all... Still sitting up, Miyako's eyes found Hibiki's for a moment before her hands slipped down to his shirt and tugged it up a bit so her hands could touch his bare stomach. "Hibiki..."

More skin was never a bad thing... why wasn't it good to touch bare skin? There was no reasoning her mind could come up with at the moment.

Feeling her hand move to his stomach, his body tensed slightly; "A...Ah..."

Did she want him to take off his shirt or... She was touching him so... His was only pulled up right now, Miyako had removed her own...

It...was up to her really if she...wanted it off...

"Can...I take it off?" Miyako murmured as she lifted his shirt more, her hands feeling every inch of his skin as her eyes slipped down from his face. Handsome...and sexy... He didn't need a shirt at all, why did he need a shirt...

Her hips shifted against him as she bit her lip, Hibiki was too handsome by far. Way too handsome and kissed too good and was too sweet...

"M...Mn..." At Miyako's question, Aito gave a small, single nod; yeah, the shirt could go. He didn't mind taking it off, hers was off already so...removing his was no problem.

Another response was earned as he felt her shift against him again, once again unable to bite back that reaction.

Miyako gave a short breath at the sound he made, her hands moving to the lifted edge of Hibiki's shirt as she pulled it up more. It could only go so far because he was laying down though and her eyes darted to Hibiki's face after a moment. "Sit up..."

She was flushed but not from embarrassment, they'd done these things before so it wasn't too unusual... What was unusual was her rather open actions and insistence. Realizing a problem, Miyako slid off of his lap, to the side so he could sit up though she intended to take the shirt off of him herself...

Ah, right...

Aito situated himself some, as much as he could while Miyako had still been on him; she moved off though which made sitting up somewhat easier for her to get the shirt off.

She seemed to want to remove it herself, so he made no moves to take it off on his own.

Miyako leaned over as Hibiki sat up, her hands moving back to the shirt as she carefully pulled it off of him and tossed it to the floor. She moved closer to him still as her mouth found his again, giving him another heated kiss as her own hands moved up to take off her bra.

Wasn't...fair for him to be totally topless...and not her too...

As Miyako leaned over him, removing his shirt before removing her own bra, and kissed him he responded. This one was more heated, but it was still enjoyable. One of his hands moved to grasp her waist, holding her near him.

No...need for moving...

Stripped of her bra, Miyako pressed against Hibiki with a soft groan as his hand moved to her waist. Her hands settled against him, one sliding up his neck while the other held his shoulder since she was leaning up to kiss him like this.

It felt so good, she couldn't help another sound as they kissed. His hand was on her bare skin again after all...

"Mn..." Aito's hand clenched as Miyako pressed herself against him, feeling her chest against his own as her hands moved to settle on him.

He was...reacting, and had he not been suppressing his responses he would have been...reacting a little more obviously earlier.

It felt good like this, bare skin against each others... It was fun too, the young woman rubbing lightly and making soft sounds. Miyako pulled back as his hand clenched though, a small little whimper escaping her as her lips moved to his chin and down his neck. She was burning up again, luckily they were...settled on how to fix things...

But were they? Hibiki was reacting and not speaking and they were more heated than usual... Her mouth against his neck, she breathed softly for a moment. "Y-You can slip off...my skirt and..."

Her mind was wide awake now, but in a manner that was much different than usual. Bed...naked...

"M...n...m..." No use, he couldn't fully muffle himself on occasion like he had been, smaller sounds were escaping because of that despite his efforts as Miyako reacted herself, and moved her hands and lips on him.

Hn? Skirt, ah...

"M...Mn...right..." He managed a small nod, one hand venturing down slightly to her skirt to attempt to slip it off.

Miyako shivered and lightly bit Hibiki's neck as he began letting smaller sounds out. H-He stopped...muffling when he got...like this more... She blushed slightly and then sucked lightly on the spot she had just bit. S-Sounds were good...

Whimpering as his hand moved across her skin, she lifted her body up slightly so it would slip right off when he pulled it down. Was she...really going to do...this... Her hand slipped up to his hair as she tugged lightly. The only thing left on her was her underwear...

The skirt slipped off with ease, and like Miyako had, Aito tossed it to the side somewhere where the rest of their clothing had gone before his hand returned to her waist.

"M-mn..." Feeling her hand move to his hair, tugging it lightly, another response made its way up his throat.

"Y-You can touch...me more...Hibiki..." Miyako's voice was soft as she tugged his hair more, seeing as how he enjoyed that. His response caused her to tense up for a moment, breathing softly on the spot she had been sucking on. "You should... touch me more."

If... she... was to... She trusted Hibiki but her words were soft and hesitant as she admitted what she was planning in an odd manner. "Its...not supposed to hurt...right? But...you should be...touching me more for...for that..."

That...

"...M..n...It's not, but...that...what you want?" They were...rather high on feelings right now, and this had all just...started without any real talking other than...some things discussed in the kitchen. It was...best to make sure that's what she wanted...to do...otherwise they could just handle things as they had...been...

She spoke...as if that's what she wanted to do, but...

Miyako froze slightly and then nodded against Hibiki's neck. "M-Mhm. It is..."

She was flustered by admitting it, but by this point Miyako was pretty sure she wanted to... Even if there were...things you should and shouldn't do...it wasn't bad to want to have these sorts of relationships with someone you cared for...

"I-I trust you Hibiki." Her voice was quiet as she didn't move too much for a moment, waiting for him to either agree or say it was a bad idea. There was no way she was forcing him to do this if he didn't want to!

So she did...

A..Ah...

"s'Not supposed to hurt." Aito repeated himself, a bit more clearly than he had last time, before he moved his thumb some against her waist.

He should touch more, definitely...if they were gonna... He couldn't just start getting handy right off the bat now though... He'd rather be distracted again...

Moving one of his hands, he pointed at his lips which indicated him asking...

Miyako flushed lightly, but gave a slow nod. She couldn't help but feel a bit flustered since Hibiki was so sure of it, his words very calmly and bluntly spoken. Sucking in a breath as Hibiki rubbed his thumb against her waist, she clenched her hand in his hair and gave a soft warning. "I-I'm ticklish remember..."

It would be kind of not what they wanted at this point... And then her face flushed more as Hibiki just pointed to his lips. He wanted more kissing... Miyako moved immediately, her head leaning up as she pressed her lips against his again for more heated kisses. She liked when he did that...being bossed around by him was nice...

A...Ah, right...the ticklish...thing... He hadn't meant to touch to lightly as to cause that, but...

Aito wasn't given much time to dwell on that slip up as Miyako did as he'd asked of her, or well...motioned for her, and he responded to the kiss, another heated one like before.

Eventually his hands moved some, the hand on her waist slipping up some, his touches more firm so as not to tickle her.