[pornmas] day 5.
Summary: In the end, it happens because he knows her edges.
Fandom/Pairings: The World Ends With You; Neku Sakuraba/Shiki Misaki
Rating: R
Pre-Notes: One more before I sleep. I JUST MISSED THESE LOSERS A LOT OKAY.
Disclaimer: No.
in the shells of their unity
In the end, it happens because Neku knows Shiki's edges.
She's smiling, but he knows that she's unhappy and only pretending because that's what she does. She pretends to be okay so no one worries about her, because Shiki can be loud and obnoxious and too much but sometimes she doesn't think she deserves to take up space. That's something Neku learned in the UG, in the moments where Shiki let the false cheerfulness drop slightly, and he's learned how to see when Shiki is only pretending to be happy.
Shiki is smiling as they eat their ramen, but she's not using her hands to talk so Neku can tell that she's having one of her low days. He never asks her about it, because they're both a little sharp after . . . everything they've been through. In the end, though, he kisses her because he doesn't want to see her sad. He wants her to know that she matters to him, if not anyone else, because she does matter to him. She matters to him more than anyone else he knows, because she's the only other person who knows. She wasn't afraid to cut herself on his sharp edges when they met, and she's still the only person who knows how to deal with him on the days where he's nothing but edges.
Neku kisses her because, for once, he wants to throw himself at her sharp edges the way she's done it for him. He also wants, though, with a selfishness that he thinks Shiki must recognize. She punches him in the shoulder and calls him a jerk, but Neku can tell she doesn't mean it. Not in a way that matters, anyway, because she's smiling and this time it's not a mask. It's just Shiki, the one that he loves more than anyone else.
Later, when they're not in public and it's just the two of them curled on Neku's bed, Shiki kisses him. It happens on her terms, because Neku is pretty sure that everything about their relationship happens on her terms. He's gotten used to that, even if he's not used to the way she feels pressed against him.
The way Neku's edges work is simplistic: they're there. They're there and they don't really go away, not even for Shiki. She's just used to cutting herself open on them, patching herself up with a calmness that he envies because even though he knows her edges, he can't just . . . embrace them, easy as that. o, Neku searches them out, marks where they are in the map of Shiki that he keeps tucked away in the back of his mind.
For the most part, that's why it takes them so long. Eventually, though, eventually Neku slides his hands up to the edge of her skirt (it's longer than the one she wore in the UG, but this is not that Shiki) and doesn't stop. When he touches her, Shiki mewls. They're small sounds, quiet ones that Neku collects and hoards for himself. He's selfish like this: doesn't want her to belong to anyone else because they belong to each other. They have a pact, forged in a place where such a thing means everything, and for all that Neku cycled through Joshua and Beat too, Shiki is the first. Shiki is the one whose mind he can almost still read.
So when she lets him strip her down, lets him see the things that she smiles to hide, Neku kisses her entire body. She's beautiful, but Neku knows that she doesn't always believe that, and he kisses her tears away too and lets her set the pace. She places her hands on his chest and lowers herself down, stays still and Neku waits. Most of him doesn't want to, but Shiki's swallowing nervously and this is not about him.
(Later, when they know themselves better, Neku will lay and eat her out without a second thought. She's sticky on his tongue. He doesn't mind.)
There is an eternity between when Shiki starts moving and when Neku's almost certain her can't take it anymore. Something about her smile, shaky though it is, tells him that she knows. She knows what she's doing to him, and she is keeping it for herself in the same way that he keeps the way she sounds locked away for him and him alone. He runs his hands along her body, feels the way she shivers, and wonders if he'll ever be able to navigate anyone else in the effortless way that he does with Shiki.
If he's being honest with himself, he's not even sure that he wants to.
(ps: if you're late to the party/just want more porn, go check out the pornmas advent calendar/masterlist.)
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Fandom/Pairings: The World Ends With You; Neku Sakuraba/Shiki Misaki
Rating: R
Pre-Notes: One more before I sleep. I JUST MISSED THESE LOSERS A LOT OKAY.
Disclaimer: No.
in the shells of their unity
In the end, it happens because Neku knows Shiki's edges.
She's smiling, but he knows that she's unhappy and only pretending because that's what she does. She pretends to be okay so no one worries about her, because Shiki can be loud and obnoxious and too much but sometimes she doesn't think she deserves to take up space. That's something Neku learned in the UG, in the moments where Shiki let the false cheerfulness drop slightly, and he's learned how to see when Shiki is only pretending to be happy.
Shiki is smiling as they eat their ramen, but she's not using her hands to talk so Neku can tell that she's having one of her low days. He never asks her about it, because they're both a little sharp after . . . everything they've been through. In the end, though, he kisses her because he doesn't want to see her sad. He wants her to know that she matters to him, if not anyone else, because she does matter to him. She matters to him more than anyone else he knows, because she's the only other person who knows. She wasn't afraid to cut herself on his sharp edges when they met, and she's still the only person who knows how to deal with him on the days where he's nothing but edges.
Neku kisses her because, for once, he wants to throw himself at her sharp edges the way she's done it for him. He also wants, though, with a selfishness that he thinks Shiki must recognize. She punches him in the shoulder and calls him a jerk, but Neku can tell she doesn't mean it. Not in a way that matters, anyway, because she's smiling and this time it's not a mask. It's just Shiki, the one that he loves more than anyone else.
Later, when they're not in public and it's just the two of them curled on Neku's bed, Shiki kisses him. It happens on her terms, because Neku is pretty sure that everything about their relationship happens on her terms. He's gotten used to that, even if he's not used to the way she feels pressed against him.
The way Neku's edges work is simplistic: they're there. They're there and they don't really go away, not even for Shiki. She's just used to cutting herself open on them, patching herself up with a calmness that he envies because even though he knows her edges, he can't just . . . embrace them, easy as that. o, Neku searches them out, marks where they are in the map of Shiki that he keeps tucked away in the back of his mind.
For the most part, that's why it takes them so long. Eventually, though, eventually Neku slides his hands up to the edge of her skirt (it's longer than the one she wore in the UG, but this is not that Shiki) and doesn't stop. When he touches her, Shiki mewls. They're small sounds, quiet ones that Neku collects and hoards for himself. He's selfish like this: doesn't want her to belong to anyone else because they belong to each other. They have a pact, forged in a place where such a thing means everything, and for all that Neku cycled through Joshua and Beat too, Shiki is the first. Shiki is the one whose mind he can almost still read.
So when she lets him strip her down, lets him see the things that she smiles to hide, Neku kisses her entire body. She's beautiful, but Neku knows that she doesn't always believe that, and he kisses her tears away too and lets her set the pace. She places her hands on his chest and lowers herself down, stays still and Neku waits. Most of him doesn't want to, but Shiki's swallowing nervously and this is not about him.
(Later, when they know themselves better, Neku will lay and eat her out without a second thought. She's sticky on his tongue. He doesn't mind.)
There is an eternity between when Shiki starts moving and when Neku's almost certain her can't take it anymore. Something about her smile, shaky though it is, tells him that she knows. She knows what she's doing to him, and she is keeping it for herself in the same way that he keeps the way she sounds locked away for him and him alone. He runs his hands along her body, feels the way she shivers, and wonders if he'll ever be able to navigate anyone else in the effortless way that he does with Shiki.
If he's being honest with himself, he's not even sure that he wants to.
(ps: if you're late to the party/just want more porn, go check out the pornmas advent calendar/masterlist.)
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