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SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
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She pulls away from the hug. “I'm a fast learner, and you're a good teacher. I think we both deserve a reward,” she says, sliding her hand against him through the rough fabric, and if it were possible for his cock to strain against his jeans even harder than they were at the moment, it just happened. Her fingers, slim and smooth, so unlike his, work to free him from his constraints. They flick the buttons of his fly loose, one by one, and then her hand is gone, and she's up and heading towards his desk. He doesn't have time to move after her before she's back, condom in hand. He takes it from her, tearing the wrapper open, while she busies herself with her shirt. She's not wearing a bra, and he thinks she planned this all along. He certainly isn't complaining, though, as he pulls his cock free of his boxers and slides the condom on.
Rise's lost her pants along the way, and there she is in front of him, down to those panties he loves any other day, but now they're just the last thing in the way of his - their - reward. He pulls her to him, hands trailing across the flat expanse of her stomach, tugging them down. Kisses her stomach while he's down there; she responds with an “Oh, Souji,” almost lost somewhere in a breathy sigh. His head dips lower, nose brushing against her already slick curls; she pushes him away, back against the sofa. She's straddling him, sliding down - he's finally inside her, and the combination of heat, wetness, and tightness almost made him lose control then and there.
Rise stays still for a moment, allows him to gather his composure. Then she moves, slowly at first, but picking up the rhythm quickly. Souji's hips buck up off the sofa each time she moves upwards, and he's torn between watching her breasts bounce, and kissing her, kisses that land all over her face: lips, jawline, neck. He feels her contract around him eventually, and he's so glad, because he can't go much longer. She calls his name as she comes, collapsing against him. He follows shortly, pumping once, twice, three times, as he comes with a grunt, arms wrapping around her, holding her tight against him. They stay like that for a long while, catching their breath.
Then, out of nowhere: “So... do you want to help me with Composition next?”
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