Oral Experiments II

Els x Shota/Eraserhead
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Elly lay naked on the bed she shared with her boyfriend. He yawned, although it was noon and he had gotten a good night's sleep for once. He was also nude beside her, laying quite still with one hairy leg draped over hers. 

"You're still tired," she sighed affectionately, stroking the scars on his chest. 

"Meh." He propped himself up on one elbow. "I don't think I've ever caught up." He ran his hand along her curves, then raised an eyebrow in an unspoken question.

"Yes, please." She rolled over on her back. "What are you thinking, Sho?"

"I was wondering what you taste like," he answered bluntly. She was not surprised at his matter-of-fact tone, either. She simply spread her legs in silent invitation. Aizawa curiously stroked the curled purple hair for awhile, then dipped a finger inside the inviting heat.

If she hadn't been shocked before, she was at least intrigued when he drew the finger out and touched it to his lips. He sniffed, then licked. "You taste different," he noted absently. 

"Oh? Other than a guy?" 

He shrugged. "Yeah." Aizawa had been up front on his sexuality with her, but had never discussed previous relationships. 

She wriggled a little, watching him suck her fluids off his finger. "So you've done that with a guy before, but not a girl."

"Obviously." He gave her one of his patented sardonic looks but then seemed to relent. He grinned instead. "You want to know who."

"No... no!" She laughed at his expression. "I don't. What I really want to know is how far you've gone, both ways."

"I didn't tell you?" She gasped as he slipped his long finger inside her again, pumping steadily this time in an unmistakable rhythm. "I haven't done anything with a woman. Guys..." He frowned, thinking. 

"Sh - Shotaaa..." He was doing this deliberately, she thought. His finger sped up, then slipped almost all the way out. This is my punishment for teasing him the other night.

"I guess it was all oral sex. It's easier than anything else, for men. And usually - " He gave her a meaningful look, "much faster."

"Oh," she said faintly. He had begun tickling at the folds of her body now, rolling his finger pad in delicious, tight circles. "But you're so..."

"Good at this? Yes, you've told me several times." His grin widened evilly. "I'm a logical man, little cat. I learn fast, and apply my knowledge to the fullest." He lifted the blanket slightly, allowing room for him to crawl under. 

Elly started to pant. 

"I'm not afraid to learn new things, either," he added slyly, kissing her belly and working his way down. His finger had stilled but was replaced by his mouth soon enough, causing an even more intense reaction in her loins. He licked and thrust with his tongue, pausing now and then to plant several teasing kisses on the lump of quivering flesh his patient  ministrations had uncovered. 

Since Eri was with Midnight, they were all alone in the apartment. That meant they could be much louder and he pursued her relentlessly when she would have jerked away. 

"Wait, wait!"

"Oh no, you don't," came his husked reply. His hands slid under her buttocks to hold her firmly in place as he explored. 

"Shota, it's - it's too much! Oh my god!" She bucked her hips, moaning. The tight, electric feeling rose to a fever pitch and she whimpered, tossing about on the bed. He was slowly kissing her, the unmistakable action of the soft, deep thrusts of his tongue combined with the gentle pressure of his lips bringing about an orgasm that she all but feared. As her urgency grew, he freed one hand and brought it up to his working mouth. He waited until her cries were continuous, a heady chant of his name that was the sweetest music he ever heard. Then one single, long finger slid as deep as he could press past his lips into her body.

Elly stiffened, then, to his ultimate satisfaction, she began to weep openly. He continued this double stimulation until she shuddered once, violently, then fell back in a heap. 

He rose from the tented bedsheet, a smile on his face. As she watched in a bleary daze, he licked his lips, wiping them with the back of his hand. "I think I liked that," he told her quietly. "Didn't you?"

"What I think," she gasped quietly, "is when we have sex for the first time I just might be in trouble."