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[Now it's Gai's turn to let out a quiet groan. He hadn't anticipated how good something like that would feel, and it's more than a little distracting... in a good way, of course. It's going a long way towards getting him worked back up again too.

But Gai has a competitive streak a mile wide, meaning that if Elizabeth is going to try to distract him, he's going to give as good as he gets right back. He'll increase the pace of his finger and move his thumb up to rub at her, just gentle, teasing circles around the nub at first, then a more firm press when he thinks she won't be expecting it.

Two can play at this game, Elizabeth.]

[Meanwhile, Elizabeth has absolutely no competitive streak at all--but she does enjoy her back-and-forth with Gai. Her attention on Gai's chest wavers as he picks up his pacing and introduces his thumb, though she does try to keep up her concentration (last time she just stopped completely, and this time she wants to keep pleasing him). She lets out a little stuttering, pleased sigh, and her hips start rocking minutely against Gai's hand. The only thing that would make it perfect would be if she could kiss him again--but sitting up is so very out of the question. Her hands have to do the work, then. Her fingers play over his nipples, slide into the dips in his muscles, trace the tendons in his neck and rest on his collarbone.]

Gai... [God, he makes her feel so good. Better than she had ever imagined intimacy could be. Philosophizing about it makes the press of Gai's thumb all the more surprising, and oh she hadn't noticed until now how neglected that part of her was.]

[Gai's wish comes true, Elizabeth is singing for him: her back arched off the couch, crying out in a breathy, high-pitch that's satisfied and demanding more all at once. Her hands grip Gai's shoulders and she presses into his thumb needing more of him. The entirety of him.]

[Truth be told, she's pleasing him a great deal just by reacting to what he's doing to her. Gai is the sort of person who gets off on getting his partner off, meaning that every little sigh, every motion of her body just furthers his own arousal by that much. She could not be touching him at all and he would still be getting turned on by this-- but she is touching him, and that makes everything that much better. Even those gentle brushes across his skin in areas that aren't normally erogenous zones for him feel like little curls of flame starting in his nerves and working their way inwards and downwards to where his own arousal is steadily growing.

And oh, is he grinning when she cries out and arches up, pressing into his touch, her muscles clutching at his finger as he slides it in and out. He wants to make her scream, wants to reduce her to a puddle beneath him until all she can do is just cling to the couch for dear life and feel. From the sound of things, she's already well on her way there.]

You ready for my mouth yet, or do you want more of this?

Mouth! [Elizabeth gasps, still trying to rock into Gai's hand and get the same thrill that the press of Gai's thumb elicited from her. She doesn't even stop to consider that there's such a thing as being too earnest, but she wants him there. With every cell in her body she wants to feel his tongue curling into her again, and this time she knows to take it in and let him take her to pleasures she hasn't felt before. Because she trusts him, because she knows everything he'll ever do to her is only meant to cause total and blissful collapse of all ordered thought, leaving her with nothing but her love and a steadfast warmth holding her safe.]

[There's no such thing as being too earnest when it comes to things like this, in Gai's eyes. He likes hearing her say what she wants, likes being told what to do and how and where to touch her. He wants to do it every bit as much as she wants it, possibly more.

It's with great reluctance that he pulls his finger out, though, but not before he's given her another teasing stroke of his thumb over that spot in the hopes of drawing a few more of those oh-so-sexy cries out of her. He could lose himself in this-- in her. Just touching her, listening to her, watching her.

He slides back a bit, settles himself between her legs and leans down... and then just pauses for a moment, allowing himself the luxury of taking her all in before he moves to do anything further.]

[And she does cry out, the pressure forcibly yanking another wave of pleasure from her. Gai's hand was just as sinful as his tongue, apparently. And Elizabeth loves it. She doesn't even feel self-conscious as Gai watches her from between her legs, because she could lose herself in him too. Even spread out and vulnerable as she was, it felt right. It felt natural.]

[It also felt completely natural to lift her leg and stroke Gai's hip, just as a little encouragement.] How do I look today? [She grins teasingly, but she does want to know.]

Absolutely beautiful.

[To him, it's the truest statement he's ever made. There isn't anything about her that isn't perfect in his eyes, especially the part he's mere inches away from. Seeing how aroused she is and knowing that it's all because of him gives his ego no small boost, and it takes a concerted effort not to just lean in the rest of the way and go for it.

No, not yet. He wants to savor the moment (and the view, if he's honest with himself) first.]

I could say the same about you, Gai. [She reaches down, resting her hand over one of his. Then, with a little smirk of mischief, she attempts to get her knee over Gai's shoulder.]

But you are absolutely killing me right now. [She whines, flopping back completely on the couch.] Pretty faces get away with everything.

[Gai has absolutely no problems with allowing her to do that. In fact, he'll duck down a little to make it easier for Elizabeth to get her leg up there, letting out a pleased murmur at how it opens her up even more for him.]

You wouldn't be the first one to say that about me.

[What was it that Ayase had told him Shu said about him? "Cocky jerks with handsome faces"? Something to that effect.]

I'll just take it as a compliment.

[And then, because he rather enjoys "killing her" like this, he ducks his head down a little more to breathe warm against her, not making contact just yet.]

[Elizabeth gives another shaky exhale as Gai comes so close to her. She can almost feel him grinning as she moans in want and anticipation. Gai is clearly teasing her, but she's enjoying it almost as much as she loved his mouth on her breast. Not exactly where all of her heat was going, but she was addicted to Gai--not the pleasure, him. And what he did to her.]

It's meant to be one... [She curls a finger in Gai's hair and pulls a little, towards her. Just a little suggestion.] Though if you keep hovering over me like this, I might start berating you in earnest.

[Gai hums, pleased, as she tugs on his hair, allowing her to pull him closer. Then, feeling mischievous, he leans in just enough to give her a brief nuzzle there before pulling back enough to watch her reaction to that, not even bothering to hide the smirk on his face.

"Playing fair" has never been a rule in his book, as Elizabeth has no doubt realized by now.]

I think I might like it if you did that, especially if you do it in that voice you just used.

[So maybe her reaction isn't terribly sexy or aroused--she lets out a little surprised cry, then laughs when he pulls back. Firstly because she was so sure that was it, and secondly it's a little amusing when she realizes Gai just nosed at her down there.]

Is that so? [She calms her giggles, trying to assume some sense of sensuality.] You're an absolute beast, Gai. I'm steadily putting a stain on your couch and you're just sitting there, watching me suffer. Literally. [She sighs, lets go of Gai's hair and, casually, lets her hand slide over her. In Monument Island, she hadn't done any... self-service before, so to speak. But after being with Gai she felt nearly insatiable sometimes--and she learned, quickly.]

I suppose this is all the comfort you'll allow me, then.

[He'll take that reaction-- it was downright adorable, and to him, anything that makes her smile or laugh feels like a victory. She deserves all of the happiness he can give her and more. And, he supposes, this is probably what sex is supposed to be like when you're with someone you love. There's a level of intimacy to it that's unlike anything he's ever experienced before; even silly, awkward moments somehow become sexy as a result.]

I can wash the couch later. That's not much of a concern given that everything here is free, and besides, it's not really good sex unless some furniture gets trashed in the process.

[Any further remarks die on his lips when he spots where her hand is moving and... oh. Oh. Well. He'd never pictured Elizabeth as the type to pleasure herself, given what he knew, so the sight of her touching herself like that sparks an instant inferno in him. Any questions she might have as to what he thinks of this will be answered by the wide-eyed, staring look on his face as he just watches that hand like a hawk.]

[It isn't a nightly occurrence by any means, but living with two very stoney-faced guardians means that Elizabeth couldn't sneak out in the middle of the night to pick the lock on Gai's door. Sometimes one has to go to Plan B...]

[And it was rather nice, finding little spots she didn't know she had, discovering the intimate places of her body that she was never told anything about except for the most strict necessity. Part of her was built to feel pleasure, and it was a wonderful realization that she had to explore.]

[She drops her head back and closes her eyes once she sees the look on Gai's face, grinning. Apparently she's won this round for now. Her fingers stay outside of her, just stroking her nub and a little lower.]

I've done this a few nights before, when I remembered how you looked that night. [She presses herself a little harder.] And I had to be quiet, but I was dying to say your name. I knew that would--ah...! [Something she did obviously felt good.] --be the key to unraveling everything. Gai... [In another move of spectacularly unfair, it seems as though Elizabeth is more or less re-enacting what she would have sounded like if she hadn't had roommates through thin walls.]

Gai...! Oh God, more!

[Gai can't tear his eyes away, can't even think, and before he's even aware of it, a full-body shudder races through him and he just moans in response-- rather ironic given that Elizabeth is the one who is touching herself, not him. Never had he imagined that just watching could be so incredibly erotic. Oh, sure, he's had fantasies of what it would be like to ask her to do something like this for him, but those mental images were nothing compared to the actual sight of Elizabeth with her fingers on herself, telling him how she's done this at night while thinking of him and--

He can't take it any more. He NEEDS to touch her just as much as he needs to breathe right now, only he seems to have forgotten how to do the latter because it takes his heart thundering in his ears before he remembers that he needs oxygen in order to function and takes a shuddering breath. It's a few moments after that before he remembers how to manage words.]

Move... move your hand--!

[It's a breathless, desperate plea and a command all in one. If she wants more, he'll give her more until she's screaming his name the way she couldn't in her own apartment.]

[Elizabeth pulls her hand back quickly, almost as though Gai's words alone shoved it out of the way. There's no game now, no giggle or mental victory dance--Gai sounded as though he meant business now. And to be very fair, Elizabeth had underestimated how arousing it would be to perform for Gai like that, so she was praying to whoever would listen that Gai would finally, finally give her what they both knew she wanted. It was like a little dream come true, with Gai replacing her hand after she called longingly for him. Vaguely, she thinks that at this point, it would be a miracle if she didn't climax right as Gai touched her.]

[So much for taking things slowly. Gai is moving in the moment she gets her hand out of the way, barely even allowing himself the time to position his own hand to spread her apart before he's licking her, just a slow stroke over her slit with the flat of his tongue so he can feel and taste every bit of her.

That's all he can manage before he has to pull away to catch his breath again and try to calm himself down enough to approach this properly instead of like a horny teenage boy doing this for the first time.

... okay, so he may be a horny teenage boy, but this is far from his first time and he should really have better control than this...]

[The stroke of Gai's tongue makes Elizabeth shriek like he's burned her, but with a loud and clear note of ecstasy. The wait she endured while he teased her and built her up was the best ache she's ever endured. And now her complete satisfaction is just ripped out of her in one long ribbon of feeling.]

[She has to catch her breath too. Her hands are clenched into fists at her collarbone and she whimpers from the latent intensity of the moment. They both really lost control there, didn't they?]

[But it felt so good to lose control for once.]

[It's rare that Gai loses control in anything. He's usually so poised, so absolutely calm and collected and unruffled no matter what he's facing down that being this worked up is a strange and unfamiliar feeling to him. Strange, yet good. Just for once, it's nice to be able to let his practiced facade drop in favor of just reveling in the moment. And, truth be told, losing control like this is pretty damn hot.

He's glad for his ability to collect himself quickly, though, because it doesn't take long before he's leaning in again and repeating that stroke with his tongue, just slow and firm, tracing all the way up but stopping just short of where he knows she wants the attention the most.

Honestly, he's pretty sure he could spend hours just pleasuring her like this.]

[She's halfway to collecting herself again too when Gai leans down and laps at her again. Elizabeth moans, still so sensitive and so wanting. It's hard for her to be aware of anything else, she wants Gai so badly.]

[He said something earlier though. Something about her fingers in his hair, pulling his hair...]

[Tentatively, Elizabeth reaches down and curls one of her fingers in a lock of Gai's hair and pulls a little again.]

[Gai gives a low answering groan when she tugs on his hair to signal that yes, that's exactly what he wants from her. He'd like it a little harder - he's fond of sex that's a bit on the rough side, hair-pulling included - but this is a good start for now. Besides, he doesn't expect it to take much more before she's really pulling on his hair in earnest, and if she's not, then he's doing something wrong.

This time he switches tactics, spreading her a little more and moving in to just tease at her opening with the tip of his tongue. He knows she wants more, can tell by the sounds she's making and the way she's squirming... but he wants to build this up slowly before he really goes for it. The more buildup, the bigger the end result, after all.]

[So that was a good groan--for both of them. Elizabeth could almost feel the vibration of it through her core, not to mention the little warm thrill she felt at pleasing Gai. Even though he was down between her legs, she could still do something to keep his fire stoked, so to speak.]

[The feeling of him pulling her open more, of teasing her with just the tip of his tongue, is incredible. All thought vanishes, and Elizabeth tilts her head back and starts fretting and gasping quietly. It still feels a little strange to her, but she does want more. She wants Gai's tongue on her most reactive spots but she knows he's avoiding them on purpose. He's trying for another reaction like when he first licked her.]

You're-- going to kill me-- Gai...! [Elizabeth lets out a frustrated, wanton sound, pulling on his hair again like a little bell pull.]

[This time Gai laughs, no doubt sending more pleasant vibrations through her as he doesn't bother to move his head away. This is exactly the sort of reaction he wants, in no small part because he finds her gasping and begging to be an incredible turn-on. When she tugs on his hair again, he relents and gives a brief swipe of his tongue over her nub, light enough to be more teasing than anything else.]

The best kind of death. Isn't that what they call it in French?

[And he repeats that tongue swipe before she can answer him, keeping his expression as innocent as possible.]

Le petit mort... [And Elizabeth does moan like she's dying with every sweep of Gai's tongue. Because it's a tease, because she wants something firm and satisfying.]

[She pulls on Gai's hair again, a little firmer. Maybe it's a pull-for-lick situation.]

Ne jouez pas avec votre nourriture, me tuer!

[Gai's brief moment of surprise (though he really shouldn't be surprised that she can speak French considering she didn't have much else to do besides read books while she was growing up) lasts until she tugs on his hair again, switching his train of thought from "That is really hot" to "Let's see what else I can get her to do."

This time he flicks the tip of his tongue over her clit several times in rapid succession, then moves back down to lick another slow stroke against her. This is why he'd told her to surprise him; it's much more exciting when you don't know what's coming next. By now, he's pretty sure that she'll agree with him on that much.]

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