It was Aizawa's turn to endure a mind-destroying onslaught of affection. She lovingly gripped and stroked him as he had her tail not too long ago. Elly sent him into a rapturous state where his hair rose and fell with the ebb and flow of his pleasure. His flesh became hotter and generously slicked with the lubricant he was producing, which in turn doubled his excitement. He finally shuddered powerfully and fell forward, his hand lightly touching her wrist.
"Wait. I need to calm down." He took a deep breath and reached out for her remaining underwear. "Besides," he husked, "you still have these on. Let's get them off, and... oh. Oh, you're so hot and wet." He toyed with the delicate folds under her bristling puff of purple hair for a few moments.
"Sho ...? Are you going to -?"
"In a minute, love." He lightly swirled a finger on top of her sex and she moaned. "You need some time." He added several kisses on her neck to the stimulation below and she shivered.
"Ohhhh..."
"I want you to be ready for me. Here, tell me if this feels good." He continued rubbing and slipped a finger inside as he did, curling slightly. She cried out loudly and he smiled. "I'll take that as a yes."
"Please!"
"Almost," Aizawa murmured. He thrust harder, faster, watching her closely for any signs of discomfort. There was only joy and the heightened, breathy little screams as he hit the soft spot inside her that doubled her pleasure.
"Shota Ai - Aizawa, please!"
"Yes," he finally whispered into her mouth as she wept his name. He held her gaze as he withdrew his fingers and readied himself. He was gorgeous in the moment before he moved, poised perfectly above her with his muscles trembling in anticipation. His gray eyes were filled with passion and there was a blush across the bridge of his nose. When he thrust, his eyes slipped shut despite himself and he shuddered with complete satisfaction. "Oh, Chesss," he hissed sibilantly.
"Ah!"
"Okay?" He cracked an eyelid open to peer down in concern.
"Perfect," she groaned.
"I'm going to move, dear," he whispered. "Hold on to me."
And it was good.
So very, very good.
He paced himself, his body warring deep within as the pressure built in his loins. He wanted to lose himself, to bury forward into her heat repeatedly until the weight broke free. But he loved her, and his desire to please was greater. He kept at it by sheer force of will, sweating, his thigh and arm muscles trembling from the strain. Her soft cries and gasps of delight began to get louder as he picked up the pace.
Her purple eyes were very dark and very, very wide. All at once she clutched frantically at his back for purchase, crying out. "Sh - Shota, what's huh - happening? What are you doing to me?!"
The panic mixed into the shout caused him to jerk to a sudden stop. He froze in his movements, his expression giving away his shock. "No," he gasped, chest heaving from his previous exertions. His choking sob caught her so completely off guard that she jerked backward.
"Shota, what?!"
"Have I been hurting you?!"
"Not hurting. Feels good, it's just so much..!"
"Wait. W - no. No, it couldn't be. Ches?"
"Yeah?"
"Have you ever experienced pleasure during sex?"
She bit her lip. "I'm sure during one of my my heats... maybe? I don't remember those afterwards."
"Oh, shit." He dropped his forehead to hers, letting his hot tears fall onto her face. Elly stroked back the sweaty strands of black hair that had come free of his ponytail and purred soothingly.
"Then it's supposed to be this - this much?"
"Yes. Yes ... I need to, keep going. Is it okay? Please, please let go and trust me. If it doesn't hurt, ride it out. Let me take you there." His hips had begun to gently buck again as he spoke. He smothered her with kisses as he loved her again, drying his own tears off her cheeks.
She nodded, gasped, and closed her eyes tightly shut as his strokes sped up, sparking more delight in her lower belly. This time when the electric feeling grew tighter she let out a long, low breath and kissed him deeply. "Don't stop, then, it's happening again, it's..!"
"Yes!"
"Oh, Shota!"
"Yes!" His facial features drew together, his hair stirring wildly. He placed his forehead to hers. "Tell me how I feel inside you!"
"You - oh, it's so sweet." She opened her eyes to find his staring so close and burning with the same flames of their combined fire. "So good..."
He saw it when her pupils dilated, and she bucked upwards desperately, crying out while the fish around them exploded in a massive light show. He came not far after, kissing her and whispering that he loved her over and over again.
He made sure to pull out carefully so she wouldn't cramp and flopped on his back beside her on the cushions.
"Ohhh." She reached for his hand and he took it. "Wow."
Aizawa continued to breathe heavily. "Yes," he panted.
"Is that - is that what's supposed to happen?"
Aizawa's victorious grin was fierce. "Yes."
"So many yesses! That's the most I've ever heard from you in a row."
He laughed softly. "Come here, Ches."
"Mmm. You're cuddly after sex."
"Shhh," he hushed her with a gentle smile. "Just hold me."
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