[Persona 4] Morning Person
Title: Morning Person
Fandom: Persona 4
Author: inksmears
Characters/Pairings: Naoto/Kanji
Genre: Smut
Rating: R
Prompt: Happy, lazy, smiley morning sex.
Author's Notes: N/A
Kanji woke when the futon shifted, the rustling of the covers alerting him to the movement of his bedmate. He moved with surprising swiftness for this early in the morning, arm snaking around Naoto's waist to pull her back against him before she could successfully get up.
"You're awake?" Naoto inquired in disbelief. "You're never awake when I am."
Kanji rolled over on his side and pulled her against him further, back against his bare chest. The rough feeling of the tank top she wore to bed was a familiar one. He pressed his face against her neck and when he spoke his voice was muffled. "S'not true, you always wake me up when you leave."
The problem with Naoto was that she was always up so damn early. Kanji was very much not a morning person where as Naoto thrived in getting up exactly at dawn ever single day. It didn't matter if she'd been up all night working on a case the night before either.
He felt her squirm in his hold and press insistently against his arms around her middle. "Then by all means, go back to sleep. But please let me--"
Her words were cut short when she gasped as his hand slid up along her flat stomach, underneath her shirt, and groped her breasts roughly. He squeezed one in his large hand, running his thumb across her nipple as he did so. At the same time he pressed firm kisses along the side of her neck. Naoto squirmed harder, attempted to tear his hand off her chest, but the more she moved around the more determined Kanji was to keep her in bed. He kneaded her breast and pinpointed all the weak spots on her neck and then down across her shoulder and back. For his efforts he was rewarded with a sharp jab to the stomach by her elbow. Kanji grunted as the wind left him and pulled his lips away.
"Kanji, I said let me up," She grumbled.
"Just stay here," He insisted, continuing his ministrations once air returned to his lungs.
Naoto made a soft noise of frustration and wiggled free, momentarily succeeding in pulling herself out of his grasp. She stretched out her arm to grab something, possibly her clothes that had been carelessly left there, but Kanji moved faster. He rolled over and reached out to grab her hand. He pinned her outstretched arm down and placed himself more or less on top of her, chest pressing against her back to keep her pinned down on her stomach. He pressed his lips to her ear and was very mindful not to put his entire weight on her significantly smaller body.
"Kanji," Naoto growled irritably, voice dangerous and indicating that this was the last warning he was going to get.
Kanji smirked. "C'mon, ain't this your vacation time? Why do you gotta get up so damn early?"
"Starting the day early yields the highest productivity," Naoto replied in a tone like she was reciting from a textbook. "There is nothing productive about laying in bed for longer than one needs to."
Kanji decided Naoto was the only person in the world to be able to think with such clarity this early in the morning. But then again it was that uniqueness that caused him to marry her in the first place.
"Nothing? Are ya sure?" He pressed his lips to the back of her neck and then straight down her back between her shoulder blades, forcing him to shift slightly off her to do so. He felt a small tremble run through her body and her hand clutched the sheets.
"V-Vacation or not I still..."
Kanji's arm was conveniently pinned underneath her stomach. He shifted that arm and slid his hand lower, trailing fingers across her hip bone and feeling the soft texture of her underwear.
"I-I can't leave all the paperwork t-to--"
Her legs shifted just slightly, unconsciously parting her thighs. Kanji took the invitation quickly and slid his hand underneath the waistband of her underwear. The angle was awkward given that he was trying to maneuver his hand underneath her while both his and Naoto's weight were on it but he managed, slipping fingers down across her slit. He paid special attention to the bundle of nerves right at the top though for it was the easiest to reach.
"...t-to... a-ah..." Her voice trailed off into a small moan and she buried her face against the pillow. He pressed a little harder and her hips moved in response, arching up slightly to let them move more easily. He obeyed, slipping them as far as he could reach at this angle and rubbing her slick folds firmly. Her hips rubbed against his fingers in turn and elicited another moan from her. For being so insistent on stopping him she sure was nice and aroused.
Kanji pulled away after a moment, moving so that he was no longer on her. He slipped his arm out from underneath her as well. He rolled her back over on her back and did so quickly before she had a change to start thinking again. She peered up at him dazedly as he did and he smiled at her. Like this made the angle much easier and his hand returned between her legs. He touched her through the fabric of her underwear this time, rubbing still firmer. He watched her eyes flutter and her lips part with a breathy moan. Bingo. Kanji grinned victoriously. By now it had been long enough for him to know exactly when he had her successfully not thinking about anything else but him. It was still somewhat of a struggle but it was always worth it.
He pulled off her underwear to rub her directly and press his fingers inside her. Naoto moaned and arched, chest heaving and cheeks turning red.
"This productive enough?" Kanji teased, leaning to hover his lips over hers.
"Shut up," Naoto groaned, arms coming around him and fingers pushing through his hair. "You've ruined all of my plans for today."
As she arched up to kiss him roughly Kanji decided he was perfectly okay with that.
Fandom: Persona 4
Author: inksmears
Characters/Pairings: Naoto/Kanji
Genre: Smut
Rating: R
Prompt: Happy, lazy, smiley morning sex.
Author's Notes: N/A
Kanji woke when the futon shifted, the rustling of the covers alerting him to the movement of his bedmate. He moved with surprising swiftness for this early in the morning, arm snaking around Naoto's waist to pull her back against him before she could successfully get up.
"You're awake?" Naoto inquired in disbelief. "You're never awake when I am."
Kanji rolled over on his side and pulled her against him further, back against his bare chest. The rough feeling of the tank top she wore to bed was a familiar one. He pressed his face against her neck and when he spoke his voice was muffled. "S'not true, you always wake me up when you leave."
The problem with Naoto was that she was always up so damn early. Kanji was very much not a morning person where as Naoto thrived in getting up exactly at dawn ever single day. It didn't matter if she'd been up all night working on a case the night before either.
He felt her squirm in his hold and press insistently against his arms around her middle. "Then by all means, go back to sleep. But please let me--"
Her words were cut short when she gasped as his hand slid up along her flat stomach, underneath her shirt, and groped her breasts roughly. He squeezed one in his large hand, running his thumb across her nipple as he did so. At the same time he pressed firm kisses along the side of her neck. Naoto squirmed harder, attempted to tear his hand off her chest, but the more she moved around the more determined Kanji was to keep her in bed. He kneaded her breast and pinpointed all the weak spots on her neck and then down across her shoulder and back. For his efforts he was rewarded with a sharp jab to the stomach by her elbow. Kanji grunted as the wind left him and pulled his lips away.
"Kanji, I said let me up," She grumbled.
"Just stay here," He insisted, continuing his ministrations once air returned to his lungs.
Naoto made a soft noise of frustration and wiggled free, momentarily succeeding in pulling herself out of his grasp. She stretched out her arm to grab something, possibly her clothes that had been carelessly left there, but Kanji moved faster. He rolled over and reached out to grab her hand. He pinned her outstretched arm down and placed himself more or less on top of her, chest pressing against her back to keep her pinned down on her stomach. He pressed his lips to her ear and was very mindful not to put his entire weight on her significantly smaller body.
"Kanji," Naoto growled irritably, voice dangerous and indicating that this was the last warning he was going to get.
Kanji smirked. "C'mon, ain't this your vacation time? Why do you gotta get up so damn early?"
"Starting the day early yields the highest productivity," Naoto replied in a tone like she was reciting from a textbook. "There is nothing productive about laying in bed for longer than one needs to."
Kanji decided Naoto was the only person in the world to be able to think with such clarity this early in the morning. But then again it was that uniqueness that caused him to marry her in the first place.
"Nothing? Are ya sure?" He pressed his lips to the back of her neck and then straight down her back between her shoulder blades, forcing him to shift slightly off her to do so. He felt a small tremble run through her body and her hand clutched the sheets.
"V-Vacation or not I still..."
Kanji's arm was conveniently pinned underneath her stomach. He shifted that arm and slid his hand lower, trailing fingers across her hip bone and feeling the soft texture of her underwear.
"I-I can't leave all the paperwork t-to--"
Her legs shifted just slightly, unconsciously parting her thighs. Kanji took the invitation quickly and slid his hand underneath the waistband of her underwear. The angle was awkward given that he was trying to maneuver his hand underneath her while both his and Naoto's weight were on it but he managed, slipping fingers down across her slit. He paid special attention to the bundle of nerves right at the top though for it was the easiest to reach.
"...t-to... a-ah..." Her voice trailed off into a small moan and she buried her face against the pillow. He pressed a little harder and her hips moved in response, arching up slightly to let them move more easily. He obeyed, slipping them as far as he could reach at this angle and rubbing her slick folds firmly. Her hips rubbed against his fingers in turn and elicited another moan from her. For being so insistent on stopping him she sure was nice and aroused.
Kanji pulled away after a moment, moving so that he was no longer on her. He slipped his arm out from underneath her as well. He rolled her back over on her back and did so quickly before she had a change to start thinking again. She peered up at him dazedly as he did and he smiled at her. Like this made the angle much easier and his hand returned between her legs. He touched her through the fabric of her underwear this time, rubbing still firmer. He watched her eyes flutter and her lips part with a breathy moan. Bingo. Kanji grinned victoriously. By now it had been long enough for him to know exactly when he had her successfully not thinking about anything else but him. It was still somewhat of a struggle but it was always worth it.
He pulled off her underwear to rub her directly and press his fingers inside her. Naoto moaned and arched, chest heaving and cheeks turning red.
"This productive enough?" Kanji teased, leaning to hover his lips over hers.
"Shut up," Naoto groaned, arms coming around him and fingers pushing through his hair. "You've ruined all of my plans for today."
As she arched up to kiss him roughly Kanji decided he was perfectly okay with that.