Chapter 117: Aoi Tachibana [II / 18+]

Leo’s body settled over hers with the heat of him sinking into every place they touched.

The sun-stone pendant rested between them feeling warm against the soft skin of her chest.

’I’m ready... well, I don’t have a choice but to be ready...’ Aoi thought as she felt the hardness of Leo against her leg. ’I’ve gotten him excited.’

Aoi’s dark eyes stayed on his face exactly as he had told her to, wide and unguarded now that the glasses were gone.

Her black hair spread across his pillow in a dark fan as the last of her formal composure still clung to the edges of her expression, but it was already thinning like ice under spring sun.

"Breathe," Leo said quietly. "Same as lesson one... Don’t hold it."

She drew in a slow breath through her nose.

He reached down between them, guiding himself against her.

The blunt head of his cock pressed against her entrance, already slick from his mouth and her own earlier climax as he pushed forward the smallest amount and stopped the instant he felt resistance.

Aoi’s brows drew together and a sharp little sound escaped her throat, sounding high and startled.

"Ah...!"

"I know." Leo said slowly. "It’s going to feel tight... Tell me if it’s too much."

He waited as seconds stretched out in the quiet cabin.

The only movement was the slight tremor in her thighs and the rise and fall of her chest against his.

When the tension in her face eased a fraction, he pushed again, slower this time and letting her body open around him millimeter by millimeter.

The stretch was intense... Her inner walls clenched and fluttered around the intrusion, unused to the thickness and unused to being filled at all.

’He’s inside me. He’s really inside me~’

Aoi’s hands had found his shoulders.

Her fingers dug in hard enough to leave crescent marks.

The discomfort sat as an ache that bordered on too much but underneath it something else had begun to bloom... She forced herself to keep breathing, forced her eyes to stay open and on his face even as the pressure threatened to overwhelm her.

"Leo..." Her voice had gone thin. "It’s... a lot. Nnh..."

"I know, Aoi. Look at me..."

She kept her eyes on his.

He sank deeper in careful increments, pausing every time her breath hitched, giving her body time to adjust around him.

When he finally bottomed out, fully sheathed inside her, both of them were breathing harder.

He stayed completely still with his forehead resting against hers, letting the sensation of being completely surrounded by her settle through him.

’So tight and so warm... She’s taking all of me.’

Aoi’s thighs trembled against his hips.

The proud set of her mouth had softened as she shifted the smallest amount, testing the feeling, and a soft involuntary sound slipped out of her.

"Mmh... ah..."

The fullness was still overwhelming, but the sharp edge of discomfort had begun to dull into a spreading heat.

"You can move," she whispered after a long moment. "Please... ahh..."

Leo drew back slowly and pushed in again.

The drag of her walls around him pulled a low sound from his chest.

He kept the pace gentle at first with long strokes that let her feel every centimeter of him.

Each time he sank deep she made a small helpless noise that grew less pained and more needy with every repetition.

"Ah... nnh... Leo..."

He watched her face the entire time, adjusting the angle and depth according to every flicker of expression.

"That’s it," he murmured against her mouth. "You’re doing so well. Feel how perfectly you fit around me..."

"I... ah... I can feel everything... mmh...!"

He kissed her while he moved, swallowing the soft sounds she kept making.

The bed shifted beneath them with every careful thrust as the wet heat of her body slowly grew slicker, easing the way, and the sounds of their joining became more pronounced.

CREAK... CREAK... PAH!

Aoi’s formal speech began to fray at the edges.

The precise cadence dissolved into shorter phrases and broken syllables.

Her legs came up around his hips without conscious thought with her heels pressing into the backs of his thighs as if she could pull him even deeper.

"Mmmhn~ Haaahan~"

The discomfort had faded into a building pressure that made her restless beneath him... She could no longer keep her hips still.

They lifted to meet his strokes in small instinctive motions.

"Leo... harder... you can... ah... go harder... nnh!"

He gave her what she asked for as the pace increased.

The wet sound of their bodies meeting filled the quiet quarters sounding soft and rhythmic at first, then louder as her body grew wetter around him.

Each thrust drew a clearer and more open sound from her throat.

SCHLICK! PAH! SCHLICK! PAH! SCHLICK!

"Ah...! Ah... Leo... mmh...!"

Aoi’s voice rose with it. She seemed not to notice how much louder she had become.

Every thrust dragged another cry from her throat, sounding higher and less controlled than the last.

Her hands slid from his shoulders to his back with her nails scoring light lines down his skin as the last remnants of her composure were slipping away with every deep stroke.

"Ah... Leo... there... right there... mmh! Nnh...!"

He shifted the angle of his hips, searching for something, and when he found the spot that made her vision spark... She arched hard beneath him and her nails raked down his back.

"Ahhhhhhhhn~"

’So that’s your spot...’

The proud composed officer was disappearing with every stroke, replaced by a woman who had completely surrendered to the lesson.

Her eyes stayed on his even as they grew glassy and unfocused, just as he had told her.

"Aahh...! Leo... deeper... please... ah!"

Leo drove into her with steady powerful strokes, watching her face the entire time.

The sight of her coming apart under him with her glasses gone, her hair wild, her mouth open around broken sounds, burned itself into him.

He could feel her tightening, the fluttering clench of her walls growing more urgent.

...The knowledge that he was the first to feel her like this, the first to watch her lose herself so completely settled in his chest as he smiled.

Without warning he pulled out. Aoi made a soft lost noise of protest with her hips lifting as if trying to follow him.

"Nnh...! Don’t... ah..."

He turned her onto her stomach with careful hands, then lifted her hips until she was on her knees with her chest still pressed to the mattress and her black hair spilling across the sheets in a dark river.

He pushed back inside her in one smooth thrust.

"Ah—!"

The new angle dragged a louder cry from her.

He set a harder pace with his hands gripping her waist, watching the way her body took him.

The wet slap of skin against skin filled the room, obscenely loud in the quiet as every thrust pushed a fresh helpless sound out of her.

PAH! PAH! PAH! SLAP... PAH!

Aoi’s hands fisted in the sheets.

Her voice had gone completely shameless with every moan spilling out without restraint.

The formal tone was gone and in its place were raw breathless fragments of his name and pleas she would never have allowed herself an hour earlier.

She pushed back against him instinctively, meeting his strokes and chasing the sensation.

"Leo... Leo... it’s so deep... I can’t... ah...! Aahh...! Nnh... harder...!"

He reached around and found her clit with two fingers, rubbing in tight circles while he thrust as her entire body shuddered.

The sounds she made turned high and desperate, bouncing off the cabin walls with nothing to contain them as her thighs trembled and her arms threatened to give out.

"Ah! Ah! Leo... there... right there... mmh—! I’m...!"

Across the ship, the cabin’s dampening quietly disengaged.

CLICK!

[Cabin acoustic dampening disabled for scheduled maintenance... This unit will not be taking questions.]

In the armory, Harper froze with a plasma wrench halfway to the storage rack.

CLANK!

The wrench slipped and smacked against the rack, and she didn’t even notice.

Her jaw clenched so hard the muscle jumped under her freckled cheek, and she stared up at the ceiling for one long second before picking the wrench back up and setting it down again with extreme deliberate care.

’Don’t listen... don’t listen, don’t listen, don’t you dare listen...’

She braced both hands on the edge of the workbench until her knuckles went white, and the sounds kept coming anyway.

PAH! PAH! PAH!

"Aahh...! Leo...!"

’Of course it’s her,’ she thought again, and this time it came out tired instead of bitter. ’Of course it is...’

In her private cabin, Elena sat with a delicate teacup raised halfway to her lips.

She went completely still then she lowered the cup back onto its saucer without taking a sip and stared at the far wall with her cheeks burning.

CLINK!

’Utterly shameless... Absolutely shameless and the walls on this ship are a disgrace.’

She picked the cup back up, realized her hand was shaking slightly, and put it down again.

’A disgrace.’

Camila was already moving before the first loud moan had even finished.

She snatched up a pillow and pressed it gently over Chloe’s sleeping ears, then grabbed a second one and buried her own bright red face in it with a small mortified squeak.

"Eep...!"

’Oh my goodness... oh my goodness, Aoi...’

Chloe stirred under the pillow, mumbled something about engines, and went right back to sleep while Camila didn’t dare breathe until she was sure.

At the main console, Jin-Ah stopped typing in the middle of a calculation.

Her fingers hovered over the keys while she stared at a blank stretch of wall then, very quietly, she opened a new encrypted file on her personal slate and started writing in short precise strokes with her ears turning faintly pink.

TAP-TAP-TAP!

’For... research purposes,’ she told herself. ’Morale data... Purely professional...’

She did not stop typing.

BZZZZZT-CLICK!

Vexa’s cheerful voice cut in over the open channel from the Mirage.

"Hey, Wanderer-7, what’s that noise? Is something broken over there? Do you need me to come fix it? It sounds kind of rhythmic... like a weird alarm or maybe your life support is making a new sound? Hello? Is anyone getting this? Should I bring my toolkit? I’m bringing my toolkit."

On the bridge, four separate hands slammed down on four separate mute buttons at exactly the same time.

...Nobody answered her.

Back in the captain’s quarters, Leo pulled out again and rolled onto his back, bringing Aoi with him in one smooth motion.

She ended up straddling his hips with her hands braced on his chest while her eyes were wide and dazed.

The sun-stone pendant glowed softly between them, casting a warm gold light across her flushed skin while her thighs trembled on either side of his hips.

"Your turn," Leo said. "Show me what you’ve learned."

Aoi’s face was flushed dark with her lips swollen and her hair a wild black curtain around her shoulders.

For a moment the old formality tried to surface then she lifted her hips, reached down between them, and guided him back inside herself.

The sound that left her was pure and unrestrained.

"Ahh...! Leo... nnh...!"

She began to move.

At first the rhythm was experimental since they were the careful motions of a woman still learning her own body then she found an angle that made her head fall back and her mouth open on a continuous stream of broken cries.

She rode him harder with her hands braced on his chest and her breasts moving with every roll of her hips.

The wet filthy sound of her body taking him filled the cabin without any dampening left to contain it.

SCHLICK-SCHLICK-SCHLICK... PAH... PAH... PAH...

"Leo... I’m... I can’t stop... it feels... ah... Leo! Aahh...! Nnh... deeper...!"

He gripped her waist and thrust up to meet her, matching her pace.

The sight of her completely lost above him pushed him right to the edge and he could feel the tension coiling at the base of his spine, the inevitable rush building with every desperate roll of her hips.

Her walls fluttered and clenched around him in rising urgency.

"Aoi... I’m close..."

"Me too... together... please... Leo...! Ah! Ah—!"

They broke at the same moment.

Aoi’s back arched hard with a sharp high cry tearing from her throat as her walls clamped down around him in pulses.

"Aahhnnn...!"

Leo drove up into her one last time and came with a low groan, spilling deep inside her while she shook through her climax above him.

The force of it left her trembling with her inner muscles fluttering and squeezing around him as if trying to hold him there forever.

Her arms gave out.

She collapsed forward onto his chest, breathing in ragged gasps with her body still trembling with aftershocks.

Leo’s arms came around her automatically, holding her while their heartbeats slowly began to settle as sweat cooled on their skin and the sun-stone pendant glowed steadily between them.

For a long minute neither of them spoke.

The only sounds were their breathing and the soft residual wetness where their bodies remained joined.

Leo’s hand stroked slowly up and down her back, tracing the line of her spine.

"You fell over," he murmured against her hair. "I think that means the lesson was successful..."

Aoi made a muffled embarrassed sound against his chest.

"Mmh... do not... tease me right now. I can barely think..."

"You were very loud..."

"I was not—"

She stopped, seemed to actually remember the volume of her own voice, and buried her face even deeper against him.

"Oh no. The ship... did anyone..."

"Probably." His smile widened. "Vela has a sense of humor."

Aoi groaned softly as Leo laughed quietly.

He shifted just enough to slip out of her, then rolled them onto their sides so they faced each other.

The sun-stone pendant rested between them, glowing softly against her skin as he brushed a black strand of hair away from her face and kissed her once.

"You were perfect," he said. "Every second of it..."

Aoi’s dark eyes searched his face.

The embarrassment was still there, high in her cheeks, but underneath it something softer and brighter had taken root.

She leaned in and kissed him back, no longer hesitant and no longer formal, and when she spoke again, her voice was quiet and almost shy.

"I... liked the lesson," she admitted. "Very much. More than I expected... I didn’t know it could feel like that."

’I didn’t know I could feel like that,’ She thought, and that was the part that made her want to hide all over again.

"Good... Because we’re not finished."

Her eyes widened.

Before she could form a proper protest he was already moving over her again, sliding back inside the slick heat of her body with one smooth thrust.

The oversensitive stretch dragged a sharp broken moan from her throat.

"Ahh...! Leo... again...? Nnh...!"

"Again," he confirmed, beginning to move in deep, unhurried strokes. "Unless you want me to stop."

Aoi’s legs came up around him once more and her answer was a soft shameless sound of surrender as she pulled him deeper.

"Mmh... don’t stop... ah... Leo..."

This time the pace stayed slower with both of them savouring every sensation.

She clung to him with her face pressed to his neck and his name a repeated whisper against his skin every time he sank home.

"Leo... Leo... nnh... deeper... ahh..."

The oversensitivity made every thrust sharper and she trembled continuously beneath him.

When they finished again it was quieter with her body shuddering through a longer, rolling climax while he held her through it and followed her over the edge with a low groan against her hair.

"Aahh... Leo...!"

Afterwards, she stayed draped across his chest with one leg hooked over his hip and her fingers idly tracing the edge of the sun-stone pendant.

Sleep pulled at her quickly.

Her eyelids grew heavy, and the last things she felt were the steady beat of his heart under her cheek and the slow gentle stroke of his hand through her hair.

’Warm,’ she thought dimly. ’He’s so warm now...’

A few hours ago, his hands had been frozen solid but now she couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt this warm.

"Sleep," Leo murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "I’ve got you."

"Mmh... mm..."

Aoi’s breathing evened out.

The golden pendant glowed softly between them in the dim cabin light, casting a warm circle across her bare shoulder and his chest, and outside, the ship continued its quiet passage through the dark.

...

The next morning, Leo and Aoi stepped out of his door together...

HSSSS!

...and every other door in the corridor slid open at exactly the same moment.