Kagura wasn't one to expect herself doing something like this either; someone as prude as herself about her body wasn't exactly confident about herself in any case. Needless to say, she was a touch nervous. She hid it well though; a facade was something she pulled off well, and hide everything behind a smile. The hotel wasn't the worst she'd seen, in any case.
"Oh no, it's fine. I've seen much messier back home."
She nodded lightly, before hearing his next words. Ah, getting down to business are we. Kagura watched him take off his shirt for a moment. If anything, it was quite a bit of a turn on for the possibly younger girl. How old was she? Eh, no turning back now. She really had never thought this would be the one thing that would get her nervous.
"Of course." She would say, hiding her insecurities. Just this once, she supposed...she would take off her coat somewhat reluctantly, before going off towards the bed. So many nerves...what would he say? She wondered if he knew already...
Once it was pulled off, Kagura's blush increased. For the most part, she kept an act to assure no nervousness could be seen. Let's face it; she still had the body of a ten year old girl. She wasn't exactly flat, but she still didn't think of herself very highly on the level of being attractive. The Surrogate Project didn't help matters any either; she was going to remain this way for a long, long time.
The sudden closeness between them caused another surprised gasp to escape, almost losing her breath when he cupped one of her tiny mounds. Even as such, they were a lot more sensitive than she thought; and the flick across her nipple sent small shivers up her spine. Needless to say, Kagura was quite red in the face...
She was blushing brightly, perhaps even shaking under his exploratory touch, but Archer didn't miss the fact that she was nervous. And who wouldn't be, in her position? It was her first time - with one of the members of an organization she supposedly hated. Or had hated. Archer wasn't entirely sure on why she didn't loathe Team Rocket as much as the other girl - Lyra, was it? - did, but they were different, even if their stories had seemed similar
( ... )
Such a flushed face she had, and she was certain this wasn't even the beginning. Even if she got tired of taking these guys down time and time again and thought she knew them, this was a whole different scenerio. Her eyes seemed to be going a little fluttered, dealing with feelings she didn't think existed
( ... )
That moan sent a shiver of pleasure straight down his spine. It was the first noise of pleasure she'd made - finally, he thought absently. It wasn't as though he'd been trying to earn a reaction from her (he easily could have gotten one earlier) - it was that he was taking it slow. Very slow. Agonizingly slow. But it was a pace that she would be more comfortable with. And though he didn't particularly like what she had done, he didn't hate her as a person and owed her at least that much.
"O-of course," There was a slight hitch in Archer's voice, the only indication that he was affected. "Just... follow my lead." Another slow, dry thrust and Archer shifted his attention to her other breast.
It probably wouldn't be the last either; Kagura was unsure what was going through her mind right now, but it was already fairly fuzzy. She wasn't sure what was going on with her body, but it seemed to be liking where ever this may lead. This was what confused Kagura so much; and here she thought it was going to hurt.
Hearing him speak again, Kagura gave a silent nod; her eyes openning back up half-way to look at Archer. Follow his lead...well, she wasn't well inversed in what the hell to do, but she figured she'd go on instinct. Feeling the next thrust send another bit of shivering down her spine; another moan was released. As her other breast was getting attention, she figured she'd try...'following his lead'. Attempting a thrust of her own; it was then she realised she was getting herself wet. ...Which confused her, but somehow she figured it was part of the whole thing. She'd look to Archer for confirmation.
Though he has requested that she try to keep up, Archer hadn't actually expected her to listen. So when she thrust back against him, he couldn't stifle the moan of sheer pleasure, or the expression the flickered across his face. He only realized just how much of a response she had gotten out of him when he realized his head had tipped back and eyes shut of their own accord. He would have been embarassed at the lack of self-control had the situation been any different.
As it was, Archer couldn't be bothered by such momentary weakness. In fact, he couldn't be bothered to wait any longer at all. He released her breast and moved a hand down to slide down below her shorts, exploring her curiously. She was already wet - good. He wasted no further time in prompting her to remove her own shorts with a sharp tug, and proceeded to undo his own pants with equal zeal.
She honestly didn't know what she was doing here; it felt pleasuring, but to see him have that moment of weakness was a bit of a sign she knew exactly what she was doing. It comforted her in her mind, but the hand down near her womanhood was enough to get her back where she belonged in the nervous spot. Another sharp moan could be heard; she even twitched just a bit in pleasure.
The sharp tug removed her shorts handily, causing her to flinch. It seemed as if she struck something inside of him, and may have set this into full motion. Her eyes closed; she was awaiting what could possibly be quite painful, and rather agonising.
She had struck something in him alright - something he wasn't eager to admit existed. Archer's remaining clothes were tossed aside quickly, though Kagura's tight bike shorts gave him a bit of trouble. His tight grip on his expressions had loosened now, and a momentary look of frustration crossed his features, only to be replaced by a pleased smirk as he finally got the shorts off. That only left her panties.
Again he moved a finger to her opening, examining without actually seeing. Tight. Very tight. That was going to feel amazing, assuming she could withstand a little pain. Or would it be a lot? Archer didn't know - didn't care either - and instead removed her panties easily.
There was something to be said about that moment - where both Rocket Executive and heroic Pokemon trainer were equally nude, feeling equally awkward about the situation, but equally aroused enough not to care. He ground against her again - hard, but not entering just yet - expecting to hear another thrilling moan of pleasure.
Kagura had to wonder exactly what she'd gotten herself into here, half wondering if she wanted to know, and half wondering if...in all honesty? She wasn't sure she cared. She had attained a somewhat fatalistic look on life, that had been strengthened by the project. She simply allowed fate to ride it's course, however painful it may end up being.
When he finally got her bike shorts off, her heart began to beat just that much faster; though when he moved a finger into her, she let out another gasp. She didn't exactly know how...anything would fit into it, if his finger was enough to make her shiver. Or was that to be expected?
Yet again, all thoughts ceased when he ground against her once again; harder than before, and without the constraight of clothing. He'd get that moan, all right; and a loud one it was. She could already feel her hands go for the bed, ready to grip onto the sheets.
Her moan was expected, yet it still managed to send that thrill down his spine again. From their proximity, it was easy to tell that she was flustered - perhaps scared, even - but he was certain that she would enjoy it soon enough. He couldn't hold off and wait any longer anyway.
Archer was careful, inserting a second finger and carefully scissoring them inside her. She needed to be further opened so as to avoid the pain. He didn't want to hurt her, after all - but waiting much longer was no longer a feasible possibility.
Her mind was running at so many miles per hour, it wasn't even funny. Shivers were sent down her spine, as she could feel the other finger going inside of her. Openning her up; did this man actually have a consense? ...If so, she was quite thankful.
Still, her hands gripped onto the bedsheets; she knew that being prepared was probably the only course of action that could be taken right about now. Preparation.
Conscience? Not quite. A bad experience? Yes. Archer wasn't evil - no one in Team Rocket was really evil - he was human. Like everyone else he had his bad traits and his good traits. The good ones seemed to manifest themselves in the bedroom, thankfully.
That didn't mean he could be patient for much longer. His finger slipped out and he carefully positioned himself above her. Okay; she was ready. There would be pain, but she could take it. Had there been a chance to go back before now, then they had reached the point of no return. He slid himself in.
God was it tight. Archer wasn't a religious man, but the expression was so common it was difficult not to apply. Again his head dipped back in the sheer ecstacy that came with that tight heat. His eyes opened again (when had they shut?) and he glanced down at her. Kagura's hands were knotted in the covers, and Archer absently pulled one away to pin by the headboard. The sense of control the action gave him was certainly something he needed. He waited - as much as it killed him - for her
( ... )
Feeling his fingers go out of him, Kagura's mind knew that things were going to get much different now. One of Kagura's eyes openned to see Archer going above her, before closing them again. Her hands were practically dug into the sheets, but nothing could prepare her for what was coming next.
"A-ahhhh...!" There was a small cry out that steadily got louder as he got himself in, her body shivering and shaking all over. A single tear from the pain fell down; she was thankful Archer gave her a few moments to adjust, before feeling him move slowly. Her breathing was shaky as he went in and out of her, small moans mixing in from time to time. It was hurting, don't get her wrong; but her mind seemed to tell that she would get used to it.
The biggest difference between Proton and himself - the difference that made him civilized and Proton a monster - was that he wasn't sadistic. He didn't hurt others for his own pleasure. Still, it was impossible for him to deny that her agonized shriek sent a white-hot heat straight down his spine. It was a sick perversion to even think like that - and yet here he was aroused by it. Maybe he had spent too much time around Proton.
But he wasn't thinking about that - not at the moment. He wasn't really thinking at all anymore. Archer was relying on previous experience and intuition rather than the cold, hard logic that usually dictated his actions. Once he was sure she could take it - or more of it, at least - he pushed in fully. The rhythm was slow at first, with Archer never pulling all the way out to ease the pain - at least, he thought it would help some.
Not that she'd know; she didn't know much about Archer himself, much less any of the executives. She couldn't even begin to fathom the thoughts going through her mind right now. Still, the feeling of him pushing himself all the way into her caused another, much more pronounced moan escape her. Her back arched, hands clenched to the bed like it was for dear life.
Though, the rhythm of going in and out was causing her to let out more pained moans, but...soon things were getting to a much more different feeling. She was heated and sweating a little; the rhythm was beginning to get less painful, but she knew this was only because Archer was holding back. Her hands unclenched from the bed just a bit, as her pained moans became...much more pleasent sounding.
"Oh no, it's fine. I've seen much messier back home."
She nodded lightly, before hearing his next words. Ah, getting down to business are we. Kagura watched him take off his shirt for a moment. If anything, it was quite a bit of a turn on for the possibly younger girl. How old was she? Eh, no turning back now. She really had never thought this would be the one thing that would get her nervous.
"Of course." She would say, hiding her insecurities. Just this once, she supposed...she would take off her coat somewhat reluctantly, before going off towards the bed. So many nerves...what would he say? She wondered if he knew already...
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The sudden closeness between them caused another surprised gasp to escape, almost losing her breath when he cupped one of her tiny mounds. Even as such, they were a lot more sensitive than she thought; and the flick across her nipple sent small shivers up her spine. Needless to say, Kagura was quite red in the face...
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"O-of course," There was a slight hitch in Archer's voice, the only indication that he was affected. "Just... follow my lead." Another slow, dry thrust and Archer shifted his attention to her other breast.
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Hearing him speak again, Kagura gave a silent nod; her eyes openning back up half-way to look at Archer. Follow his lead...well, she wasn't well inversed in what the hell to do, but she figured she'd go on instinct. Feeling the next thrust send another bit of shivering down her spine; another moan was released. As her other breast was getting attention, she figured she'd try...'following his lead'. Attempting a thrust of her own; it was then she realised she was getting herself wet. ...Which confused her, but somehow she figured it was part of the whole thing. She'd look to Archer for confirmation.
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As it was, Archer couldn't be bothered by such momentary weakness. In fact, he couldn't be bothered to wait any longer at all. He released her breast and moved a hand down to slide down below her shorts, exploring her curiously. She was already wet - good. He wasted no further time in prompting her to remove her own shorts with a sharp tug, and proceeded to undo his own pants with equal zeal.
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The sharp tug removed her shorts handily, causing her to flinch. It seemed as if she struck something inside of him, and may have set this into full motion. Her eyes closed; she was awaiting what could possibly be quite painful, and rather agonising.
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Again he moved a finger to her opening, examining without actually seeing. Tight. Very tight. That was going to feel amazing, assuming she could withstand a little pain. Or would it be a lot? Archer didn't know - didn't care either - and instead removed her panties easily.
There was something to be said about that moment - where both Rocket Executive and heroic Pokemon trainer were equally nude, feeling equally awkward about the situation, but equally aroused enough not to care. He ground against her again - hard, but not entering just yet - expecting to hear another thrilling moan of pleasure.
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When he finally got her bike shorts off, her heart began to beat just that much faster; though when he moved a finger into her, she let out another gasp. She didn't exactly know how...anything would fit into it, if his finger was enough to make her shiver. Or was that to be expected?
Yet again, all thoughts ceased when he ground against her once again; harder than before, and without the constraight of clothing. He'd get that moan, all right; and a loud one it was. She could already feel her hands go for the bed, ready to grip onto the sheets.
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Archer was careful, inserting a second finger and carefully scissoring them inside her. She needed to be further opened so as to avoid the pain. He didn't want to hurt her, after all - but waiting much longer was no longer a feasible possibility.
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Still, her hands gripped onto the bedsheets; she knew that being prepared was probably the only course of action that could be taken right about now. Preparation.
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That didn't mean he could be patient for much longer. His finger slipped out and he carefully positioned himself above her. Okay; she was ready. There would be pain, but she could take it. Had there been a chance to go back before now, then they had reached the point of no return. He slid himself in.
God was it tight. Archer wasn't a religious man, but the expression was so common it was difficult not to apply. Again his head dipped back in the sheer ecstacy that came with that tight heat. His eyes opened again (when had they shut?) and he glanced down at her. Kagura's hands were knotted in the covers, and Archer absently pulled one away to pin by the headboard. The sense of control the action gave him was certainly something he needed. He waited - as much as it killed him - for her ( ... )
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"A-ahhhh...!" There was a small cry out that steadily got louder as he got himself in, her body shivering and shaking all over. A single tear from the pain fell down; she was thankful Archer gave her a few moments to adjust, before feeling him move slowly. Her breathing was shaky as he went in and out of her, small moans mixing in from time to time. It was hurting, don't get her wrong; but her mind seemed to tell that she would get used to it.
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But he wasn't thinking about that - not at the moment. He wasn't really thinking at all anymore. Archer was relying on previous experience and intuition rather than the cold, hard logic that usually dictated his actions. Once he was sure she could take it - or more of it, at least - he pushed in fully. The rhythm was slow at first, with Archer never pulling all the way out to ease the pain - at least, he thought it would help some.
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Though, the rhythm of going in and out was causing her to let out more pained moans, but...soon things were getting to a much more different feeling. She was heated and sweating a little; the rhythm was beginning to get less painful, but she knew this was only because Archer was holding back. Her hands unclenched from the bed just a bit, as her pained moans became...much more pleasent sounding.
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