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gaaaaay2014-10-28 12:53 am
bringsmiles) wrote in gaaaaay2014-10-28 12:53 am
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Though Nico doesn't like admitting it aloud -- she'd rather make claims of a slew of nameless, mysterious exes who had dated her in some undisclosed point in the past -- Akiha is her first. First everything, really. First hand-hold, first kiss, first hands under shirt, first -- everything. Every step they take into their relationship is brand new to her. And along the way, Nico's learned a lot if things about herself she doesn't think she would've found out otherwise.
Like just how much she likes having control over Akiha.
It kind of crept up on her; Akiha is so stoic and stuffy so much of the time, it was only natural for Nico to try and poke holes in her composure. It was like a game, and the prize was the cute flustered faces Akiha would make.
But over time, bit by bit, she came to realize the delight she takes in it extends much further and deeper than simple lighthearted teasing. She wanted more. To strip Akiha of her armor completely, and take over her. Ever since the thought occurred to her, she couldn't get it off her mind.
It's probably a little weird.
Still, bringing it up, Nico tried to sound as nonchalant as possible, like it's no big deal at all, like she's not scared of being pegged as some creepy pervert. By some manner of miracle, it worked, and Akiha agreed to try it once.
"Okay, cool," Nico had said, swallowing subtly to try and force her heart back down her throat.
That was last week. They said they'll do it next time they're alone. And they are alone, right now, in Akiha's bedroom that Nico always secretly found far bigger than should ever be necessary. Yet somehow it feels cramped now, like there's not enough air to breathe. They're both thinking about it, she's sure -- at the very least, she knows she's thinking about it. Yet they've barely even kissed today, only awkwardly exchanged various happenings from the past week, the distance between them as stiff as an actual, tangible wall.
Asking about it was one thing, but how the heck does she go about initiating something like this?!
The room falls into a tense silence, and Nico decides this is her chance. She clears her throat. "So, uh... do you want to do it? Like we talked about?" Her eyes can't stay on Akiha beyond the first three words, and her face grows a very telling, splotchy pink. Uuugh, this is off to a terrible start already...
Like just how much she likes having control over Akiha.
It kind of crept up on her; Akiha is so stoic and stuffy so much of the time, it was only natural for Nico to try and poke holes in her composure. It was like a game, and the prize was the cute flustered faces Akiha would make.
But over time, bit by bit, she came to realize the delight she takes in it extends much further and deeper than simple lighthearted teasing. She wanted more. To strip Akiha of her armor completely, and take over her. Ever since the thought occurred to her, she couldn't get it off her mind.
It's probably a little weird.
Still, bringing it up, Nico tried to sound as nonchalant as possible, like it's no big deal at all, like she's not scared of being pegged as some creepy pervert. By some manner of miracle, it worked, and Akiha agreed to try it once.
"Okay, cool," Nico had said, swallowing subtly to try and force her heart back down her throat.
That was last week. They said they'll do it next time they're alone. And they are alone, right now, in Akiha's bedroom that Nico always secretly found far bigger than should ever be necessary. Yet somehow it feels cramped now, like there's not enough air to breathe. They're both thinking about it, she's sure -- at the very least, she knows she's thinking about it. Yet they've barely even kissed today, only awkwardly exchanged various happenings from the past week, the distance between them as stiff as an actual, tangible wall.
Asking about it was one thing, but how the heck does she go about initiating something like this?!
The room falls into a tense silence, and Nico decides this is her chance. She clears her throat. "So, uh... do you want to do it? Like we talked about?" Her eyes can't stay on Akiha beyond the first three words, and her face grows a very telling, splotchy pink. Uuugh, this is off to a terrible start already...
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"Alright," she breathes.
She watches Nico toy with the button for a second, and then looks her in the eyes, a little pout forming on her face. "But no teasing."
She's complaining again.
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All the same, Nico's fingers skillfully pop open the first button, before setting about their slow descent downwards. She keeps her mouth busy by kissing and nipping at her ear, teeth tugging lightly on the lobe. There's a distinct lack of urgency behind her movements -- as if she has all the time in the world.
Akiha can tell her not to tease all she wants; the one to decide that is Nico.
"Okay," she concludes by the time she reaches the third button, and breaks away from Akiha's ear to look down at her. "Since you're struggling, I'll help you practice. First of all, say 'Nico-nii is the cutest in the universe, I love you' three times."
Her face is one hundred percent serious.
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Nico's teeth against her ear felt good, after all, even if the pace was about a hundred times slower than she'd like. With every button, Akiha's heart races faster and faster, the anticipation building. Akiha's grumbling fades away into shallow, uneven breathing, until Nico finally pulls away from her ear and looks down at her. Akiha looks up at her, lovingly.
At least until she ruins the mood by talking. Akiha blinks up at her and then narrows her eyes, the moment completely lost. "Not on your life, Yazawa."
That's her way of letting Nico know she's in a bad mood now.
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What is she trying to prove here? Nico isn't liable to run off and tell anyone about this. Why is she trying to keep her pride even when it doesn't matter?
Akiha sighs, reaching her hand up and placing it on Nico's shoulder, grumpy expression dying down into an extremely awkward sweetness. She can't quite meet Nico's eyes, but she's smiling. Sort of.
"... I love you, and you're very cute," she says it as loud as she can manage, which is still just a whisper. She doesn't toss the word 'love' around much, if ever.
"That's all you're getting out of me." She looks up at Nico, embarrassed in a way that isn't just cute. She seems skittish, like half of her wants to slip out from under Nico and call it off. "I mean it."
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"Woah, you actually said it," she blurts in her shock, and then quickly closes her mouth when she realizes it's probably going to embarrass Akiha more. Crap. Clearing her throat, she tries again. "Uh, I mean--"
Her features rearrange themselves into a more controlled expression, her smile one of calm, moderate approval. Or that's what she's aiming for, but Nico can't quite help the fondness that gives her lips an extra quirk. "... That much will do. Akiha's a good girl, after all."
She leans down to reward her with a kiss, and murmurs softly against her lips: "Love you too."
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But she's doing that thinking thing again. She takes a deep breath, shoulders visibly relaxing as she returns the kiss, and when she pulls away her smile doesn't need any qualifiers. She just looks happy. It's a look Nico hasn't seen much of before. Even when Akiha does look this happy, it's usually when they're both half-asleep.
"Could you say that again?" She asks, excited but a little nervous, realizing how silly and, again, childish she sounds halfway through, but pressing on anyway. Since she never says she loves Nico, there's not much need for Nico to return the gesture.
She doesn't necessarily like saying it, but she loves hearing it.
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In that moment, keeping composed becomes the last thing on Nico's mind -- she grabs Akiha by both shoulders and throws herself at her with such intensity that it sends them rolling over the bed, the movement ending with Nico on top again. She presses her lips to hers, firmly, but with almost childlike affection rather than any real passion, and then proceeds to speckle her whole face with a shower of little kisses. It's a good half minute before she's satisfied, and she marks the end of the kiss avalanche by squeezing Akiha tightly and pressing their cheeks together. "I love you lots and lots and lots!"
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As adorable - and Nico's never going to hear her use that word - as it is, Akiha reaches up as Nico presses their cheeks together, pushing her away. Not harshly, but still rejecting the ridiculously saccharine affection. "Nico. This is supposed to be seduction," Akiha chides, not as harsh as she'd usually be but still put off, confused by how suddenly Nico switched gears. If you ask her, what they had going earlier was basically ideal - too much sweetness makes her think it's forced.
"And I'm not twelve. You don't need to condescend. I was being sincere, you know."
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But the next moment Nico sighs, and her shoulders slouch as if the fight's been drained out of her. They could go back and forth like this forever; in the end, Akiha's the type of person who'd only take her words at face value if they're uttered in complete seriousness. Anything less, and she'll think it's a joke.
So she's going to make herself perfectly clear.
Nico shifts on top of her, until her thighs are straddling Akiha's waist. Then, she spends a moment just looking down at her, humor gone from her features, lashes hanging low over her eyes.
She leans down, and her hand presses flat against the center of her collarbone, before trailing a steady path across the strip of skin exposed by the opened three buttons. It comes to rest right between Akiha's breasts, over the material of her bra.
Her voice is lower when she speaks again -- Nico's real voice, when she isn't acting cute or playing around. Maybe even a little lower than that.
"But, really... when Akiha said that, I was so happy I thought my heart was going to burst." She locks her intent gaze onto Akiha's as she touches their foreheads together, the eye contact made from far too close to be comfortable. "Do you think I'm not serious?"
Sorry for my late!
Somehow, Nico's become one of them. Akiha bites her lip as Nico moves, wanting to break the incredibly close eye contact. Wanting, but not doing. It's way too intense. Akiha feels like she's frozen.
Even after Nico's done talking, Akiha just stares at her. Slowly, she shakes her head, reaching out to stroke Nico's hair. "I'm sorry," Akiha says, in not much more than a whisper. They're so close that Nico can hear it anyway.
"I know you're serious, I just..." Akiha realizes halfway through that she shouldn't be making excuses.
"Displays of affection are still new. Especially things like that." She only has her relationship with her brother to compare it to, even if it wasn't the same type of love. And as much as she cares about him, she was five years old the last time she told him she loved him. Their relationship is quiet, except when she's scolding him. The moments she remembers most fondly are the moments of mutual, comfortable silence, understanding each other without saying a word.
Definitely not Nico. For one thing, she hasn't known Nico her entire life. There are things Nico has no way of knowing without being told, even with as close as they've gotten.
She nuzzles her cheek against Nico's, slowly, like she's not sure if she's doing it right. "Give me some time to get used to it."
Slowly, she pulls a few inches away from Nico, looking her deep in the eyes once more. "I love you, very much." It's probably the first time Akiha's said that without prompting, without Nico outright telling her to. "Frankly, I'm terrible at showing it, but I do."
nooot a problem :D
She undoes one button more and slips her hand underneath, until her fingertips can worm their way up into the inside of her bra. "You act all tough, but you're actually pretty shy, aren't you?"
Nico tilts her head by an inch to kiss her full on the mouth, as her fingers begin to rub against the bare skin of Akiha's breast -- just slowly, for now, but firm.
"But that's okay. I like that about Akiha, too."
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She definitely isn't gasping because of Nico's fingers on her breast. That would be absurd. "I am... reserved." That was a much better word. "I don't show my feelings just for the sake of it." They beat their heads against that wall plenty, when they'd first met. Even once they got past the initial hump and began to view each other as friends, things were awkward for a long while. Akiha had been to Nico's home about a dozen times before Nico was finally allowed into Akiha's.
"I hope you appreciate that, Nico. You're one of the few people I'm willing to be open with."
(OOC: Hey! You don't have to reply if you've lost interest, but as it happens I'm also the MakoHaru anon. I felt bad starting a new thread with you and leaving this one dropped, and rereading the thread made me want to tag it, so, here you go.)