[Bold and enticing, that's exactly what Yoimiya's displaying that has him slowly losing his mind. It's the kind of fun he loves to see out of a girl, and she's got fun and exciting in spades. He's not surprised that this girl who so bravely slammed a metal chair over the head of a monster would also be confident and daring to invite a shady character like him to indulge in her body. Sure, the alcohol is probably helping, but that doesn't mean it's all to blame. He watches as she wets her lips, his eyes locking now on how hot that simple gesture was, and his pants finally bulge to the point where he can't hide it anymore.
He wants this woman, need fully on display as he hovers for only a few seconds more before he slides down on top of her to finally eliminate that terrible distance between the two of them. In one fluid motion, his body envelops hers as his lips slide in and lock with hers, taking her into a deep, passionate kiss fueled by greed and intoxication. Ajax's eyes close as he feels himself connect with her, his lips brushing and passing across hers in nice languid strokes, opening his mouth just so to let their tongues dance with each other.
He's no amateur, going easy at first and slowly building to something more intense, pressing his clothed arousal against her crotch so she can get a taste of what's to come. Ajax isn't small and he knows it- and if he's right about Yoimiya, he's sure that she'll appreciate what he's got and want it even more. Light pours out from his chest, their kiss drawing him back into those feelings that had hit him so fiercely back on the waterfront. That feeling of home fills him, making any doubts he had dissipate completely about making such a bold move on her. They barely know each other, but that doesn't seem to matter to him in this drunken state- she's the picturesque girlfriend that's both hot and interesting, and he'll never, ever be bored with her around.
Girlfriend.
The word rings in his head for a moment before he dismisses it. They're not together. It just feels so, so much like they should be. But that's way too much to think about right now, all he really wants to do is fuck her senseless so they can both have a nice morning after such a stressful last few weeks. He's too drunk to think about that.]
God, you're so gorgeous...
[The compliment slips out of him as he breaks to take a breath, feeling his lips tingle from their makeout session, needing more. Ajax pushes himself up a little, reaching for her hand to begin to lead it down towards his cock, throbbing now with anticipation.]
Sit up so I can help get those off of you.
[Time for her pants to go, he's not going to be able to hold himself back anymore.]
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He wants this woman, need fully on display as he hovers for only a few seconds more before he slides down on top of her to finally eliminate that terrible distance between the two of them. In one fluid motion, his body envelops hers as his lips slide in and lock with hers, taking her into a deep, passionate kiss fueled by greed and intoxication. Ajax's eyes close as he feels himself connect with her, his lips brushing and passing across hers in nice languid strokes, opening his mouth just so to let their tongues dance with each other.
He's no amateur, going easy at first and slowly building to something more intense, pressing his clothed arousal against her crotch so she can get a taste of what's to come. Ajax isn't small and he knows it- and if he's right about Yoimiya, he's sure that she'll appreciate what he's got and want it even more. Light pours out from his chest, their kiss drawing him back into those feelings that had hit him so fiercely back on the waterfront. That feeling of home fills him, making any doubts he had dissipate completely about making such a bold move on her. They barely know each other, but that doesn't seem to matter to him in this drunken state- she's the picturesque girlfriend that's both hot and interesting, and he'll never, ever be bored with her around.
Girlfriend.
The word rings in his head for a moment before he dismisses it. They're not together. It just feels so, so much like they should be. But that's way too much to think about right now, all he really wants to do is fuck her senseless so they can both have a nice morning after such a stressful last few weeks. He's too drunk to think about that.]
God, you're so gorgeous...
[The compliment slips out of him as he breaks to take a breath, feeling his lips tingle from their makeout session, needing more. Ajax pushes himself up a little, reaching for her hand to begin to lead it down towards his cock, throbbing now with anticipation.]
Sit up so I can help get those off of you.
[Time for her pants to go, he's not going to be able to hold himself back anymore.]