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[ Shh, shhh, it'll all be okay.

The hand slides backwards, flatting against the small of her back and then tracing the spine upwards, as he nibbles a little on her bottom lip. Then he breaks away, just enough to talk, his other hand brushing barely over her side. ]

What do you think? The door steady enough?

[if he wanted to see that he had an effect on her, then he was getting that. his fingers along her spine elicit a soft moan as she arches her back slightly, his teeth grazing earn him a whimper, and his question is asked to someone who is a bit dazed, a bit breathless.]

Mm... Yeah... [her eyes are half-lidded, and her voice is breathy and has raised in pitch slightly. but she comes back to her senses enough, and GOD DAMN IT, GIN... her whole face goes pink (she will blame it on the alcohol until she dies), and she turns her head away from his slightly.] I mean, it should be. I'm not afraid of the floor, though...

[ Damn. She's really ... She's really hot.

He takes a trembling breath, and shakes his head. Nah, no need for the floor. They'd try the door first. For now, though, he pulls her top up enough to free her breasts, cupping them in his hands, placing sucking kisses down her neck ... Damn, they should probably try to be pretty quick about this, shouldn't they? Just in case. But he wants to touch her everywhere. Ahh, decisions, decisions ... ]

[they are Free.

it's a lot of boob for one man to handle, she knows, but he seems to be just fine with them, and she is more than happy to have him hold them for her. it's nice to feel a man's hands on her body again, and it's wonderful to have gintoki touch her so tenderly for the first time. if he wants to touch her everywhere, there won't be a single complaint from her.

each one of his kisses is met with a sound of pleasure-- a giggle, a moan, a soft "ah!"-- and her hands go to her bikini top, nudging his cheek softly with her knuckles to have him pause (disappointing) just long enough for her to be fully topless (considerably less disappointing).]

[ Oh, well. He was thinking maybe it's good if she can pull it down and cover it up as quickly as possible if ... something were to happen. But who is he to say no to the lady? So he pulls back a little and lets her take it off the rest of the way.

Then he's right back, scraping his teeth over her collarbone before he moves further down, one of her breasts getting the next kiss, between his thumb and index finger. Shall he just keep going? Maybe he'll just keep going. Go down on his knees. Warm her up that way, so to speak. Ah, what were they doing again? Now that he thinks about it, if he wanted to do anal he'd need lube ... Hm.

Well, this is troublesome. ]

[at least he's considerate. but she figures no one is going to argue with her if she's naked and in the middle of something. better to give gin the show he deserves than worry that someone is going to catch them. she'll deal with that, should it happen. but for now, she's got a handsome man in front of her, and he's sending sparks through her.

her fingers run through his hair, trace down to his neck, and then back up again, as she can't return his favour so easily. but she knows he likes that enough, and she can only hope that he understands her intent. soft moans and light hums escape her, encouraging him gently to keep doing what he's doing because it's working, and well at that.]

[ ... Fair enough.

He does like that enough. Quite a lot. You can't exactly pay a great deal of attention to hair and scalp without hands, unless you want to be like a cat and then get a lot of hair in your mouth. Uhh. Weird. Gross? Anyway.

But she's liking it, so ... Ah, hell. He keeps going, lowering himself to one knee and continuing down her stomach, adding some teeth to the kisses. Maybe she'll start getting a hint where he's going now. ]

[she opens her eyes slightly to watch him, smiling gently to him, biting her lip as he dares to go lower, but she starts picking up on his intent, and her eyes widen in surprise.]

Ah, Gintoki...

[this is... kind of refreshing. or it will be, if he actually does what she thinks he's going to do. he's a brave man for it. but she's a bit worried at the same time. it would be really, really, really nice if he went down on her, but she feels like she should tell him he doesn't have to. don't guys hate it? she's been told that a few times, and she doesn't know how gin feels about it... maybe she'll stop him when she's sure he's going for it.]

[ Which is something he won't take.

It's nothing he does often. A lot of his sex is paid for, and those women aren't usually there to enjoy themselves. They get paid to pleasure someone else. But he has done it, and he doesn't mind the act itself ... Mostly it's the result he does it for, though.

If someone sleeps with him willingly, and if he's in the mood ... Might as well make them feel good, right? He likes Milly. He wants to take care of her. That's all it is.

The other knee hits the ground, and he pulls the bikini bottom down, his lips against her abdomen as he humms in response. Yes, that's his name. Do keep saying it like that. ]

[yep, there it is. he's going in for it. standing in front of him entirely exposed isn't terrifying-- quite the opposite, in fact. she's proud of her body, and is more than happy to let him see every inch of it. with the way he's going, though, he might kiss every inch of it first.

but the immediate rush fades away, and her arousal is put on hold for a moment. she doesn't push his face away from her body, only massaging his scalp as she speaks, her voice a low, seductive purr for the moment.] Gintoki... You don't have to do this. [but please do.]

Of course I don't.

[ Matter-of-factly.

He doesn't do anything he doesn't want to do and doesn't have to. Sometimes he doesn't do the things he doesn't want to do but kind of has to do. This? He wants to. Not his favourite thing in the world, but he wants to do it for her. That's all.

The bikini bottom goes down all the way to the floor so Milly can step out of it and move around more easily should she want to, before he presses a kiss to her inner thigh. He lingers there for a seconds, eyes closed, enjoying the sensation of her skin against his lips and the smell of her. And she wants him? Unbelievable.

There's a shiver down his spine, the fingers rubbing his scalp feelinng more and more intense, as he finally continues on, and presses his tongue to her sex. ]

[if he isn't going to stop, then this is one thing she won't try to change his mind on. let him be stubborn on this. she snorts at his comment-- she knew he would say something like that-- but says nothing more.

she steps out of the bikini bottoms, and nudges them away with her toes, taking a deep breath as all fabric she can hide behind is gone. it's a good feeling, though, and her excitement is evident from her biting at her lower lip, to her fingers curling in his hair, to her quivering before his mouth is even on her.

once it is, though, she inhales sharply, her exhale paired with a soft sound of pleasure. for a second her eyes are on him, but she closes them, blindly waiting for his next move.]

[ Good call.

He takes the chance to put his hands on her ass, fingers tracing right above where it connects to her legs, at the same time as he places a sucking kiss on her lips. He knows that he'd get the real good reactions further up but he doesn't move on to that yet, and instead teases around the hole with his tongue.

Feels a bit rusty, but all that matters is that she enjoys it, so listens carefully to her for any sounds or changes in breath. If he could get her to tug a little at his hair, too, that'd be awesome. ]

[again with the ass. she's going to guess he likes a girl with a booty, which is... not what gets her men usually. but that thought will come later, as currently she's enjoying the way he's teasing her. her breath hitches slightly, followed by a small moan. he might not be getting the reaction he wants, but he'll get them in due time. her fingers comb through his hair, a thumb brushing along the shell of his ear as her hand moves to the back of his head, staying there to play with the locks there.]

[ And ding ding ding, she guessed right!

For a little while he keeps at that, pressing his tongue down more firmly every now and then, before he moves up a little, closing his lips over the clit, and swipes his tongue over it. A very light brush. ]

[he's doing an excellent job, and her voice confirms that. it's been slowly rising in volume, her whimpers and sighs becoming more frequent, until his tongue brushes over that sensitive pearl of hers. there's a sharp gasp of surprised, followed by a moan as she tilts her head back. a good sign, if anything.]

[ There's a humming sound and he repeats the motion, firmer. He doesn't intend to make her come, but getting her close ... would be ideal. Might fit his stamina better. But let's not think about that now.

He pulls back for a moment, tilting his head back to look up at her. ]

You can tug, if you want. Actually, please do.

[he's going to have to do a lot more than that if he wants to get her over the edge at any point. still, what he's doing is wonderful, her head in a fog of pleasure. when he pulls away, she groans a little bit, disappointed, but she realises that he's actually saying something.]

Huh? Tug? Tug what? [good job, gintoki. look at what your tongue did.] Oh, you mean your hair! [her voice is breathless, and she nods as she laughs lightly, running her fingers through his silver locks.] It won't hurt you, will it?

[ There's a bit of a smirk at her confusion, right there at the edge of his lips. Well, if that's where he can get her he'll keep this up for a while ... ]

I mean, if you pull hair out, sure, a little bit. So don't do that.

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idk what i'm doing here

i also have no clue. but that's normal for me. WHAT'S YOUR EXCUSE

I never write het porn? And when I do it's very little eating out?

that's not a bad excuse. carry on.

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