[Fic] Revise. Revisit
Title : Inevtiable
Pairing : Ohno/Girl!Nino
Rating : R
Summary : Crossfire AU. She is the flame that ignites the fire within him; his girl, his angel, his everything.
Note : crossposted to AO3
It’s so easy to get lost in her, in everything she is, her warmth and the perfect feel of her body against his. Ohno could kiss her forever like this, completely lost in the way she makes him feel as her mouth moves languidly under his own. His fingers tingle with the urge to touch her all over, but despite the need raking him from head to his toe, he does his best to rein it in.
Ninomiya-san, however, doesn’t seem too mindful of the fact that she’s driving him mad with want with the way she is clinging to him like he is her lifeline, Her fingers are gripping the front of his shirt tightly, and she is kissing him back with enough force to knock them both over on the couch. His arms bracketing around her from behind, he kisses her hard one more time before he pulls away.
The sound she makes in retaliation has him groaning in combined amusement and arousal, pulling her to him and burying his face to her hair, holding her close.
“What? Why are you stopping?” she asks, her breath feels like a brand against his neck that it’s so difficult to ignore it. But he has to, god, he has to.
He turns to nuzzle her temple, loving this closeness just as much. “Well, I did ask for a kiss,” he says, breathing softly as he lets her pull away. Her eyes are so, so dark, and her gaze even more so. There is nothing uncertain in the way she is shifting atop him now, her fingers light and teasing against the nape of his neck.
She leans down till they’re almost nose to nose. “You’re joking, right?” she purrs against his face, wriggling her lower body against his aching cock, feeling her softness through the thin fabric separating them.
Jesus, he could feel his self control slipping further away, and she’s not exactly making it easier for him either. She’s confident in her own skin, despite the fact that some things still make her blush. An unexpected compliment, amongst other things, and Ohno is so charmed by her that it’s so easy to be swept away.
He raises his hands to her face and holds her steady, barely feeling her weight settling across his body as he stills beneath her. She feels so light, so soft and so warm, and god, he wants her.
“No,” he whispers as he thumbs her bottom lip lightly. “But if it makes you feel better…” he pauses briefly to lift his hips from the couch, letting her feel his need through the offending clothes separating them, watching the way her lips quiver and her eyes flutter in answer.
“Feel that and be assured that this - none of this is easy, at least not for me,” he says, harshly, pulling her down for a quick kiss.
When he pulls away, he finds that she’s looking at him as if she knows what he’s thinking, and she leans down to bite his chin at the same time she deliberately rubs herself against his hard-on, and purrs.
He gasps and she does it again, slowly this time that he could feel the way her cleft rubs against him, feels her wet softness lingering.
“And there’s my answer, Ohno-san.” she whispers.
The breath that leaves his mouth is harsher then, holding her firmly around her hips before flipping their positions over.
---
She knows it’s unfair, that she’s teasing him like this but she can’t exactly help it. Obviously, they’re way past the point of pretending they’re not heading towards that direction anyway, and Nino isn’t about to start now. She can feel his resistance fading with every movement of her body against him, could feel the way his dick hardens everytime she would lift her hips and lower it across his aching cock afterward.
Her efforts are rewarded a moment after, and now she’s the one struggling to stay in control as he takes his attention to licking and sucking her neck like there’s no tomorrow. His hands are alternating between squeezing her waist and stroking the underside of her breasts, his touch leaving trails of heat across her oversensitive skin.
“Ah, please,” she moans, her hands drifting to his head as he crawls his way down her body. His kisses is as thorough as his hands touching her, and the memory of his mouth and tongue alternating between sucking her and licking her is enough to make her wet.
He pulls away to remove his shirt, and Nino whines. His laughter comes as a surprise, and she feels her face burns in answer.
His fingers come down to touch her face right after. “You’re making me break my promise to you,” he whispers, his voice as soft as his touch. “Please tell me this is what you want. Otherwise, we’ll stop it here,”
She pulls him down once again and kisses him hard. “I want this. Now stop talking and continue what you’re doing before,”
He smiles and presses his lips to her temple. “God, you don’t even have to ask.” He murmurs, pulling her up and helping her out of the shirt he lent her, hand drifting in between her breasts, feeling glorious skin and her thundering heartbeat underneath.
---
It’s not supposed to be this easy, but somehow, it just is. Easy, but at the same time mind blowing and Nino will never not be amazed at how responsive she is to his touch, how she can’t wait to feel him inside her as he kisses her all the fuck over. She’s naked and so, so ready for him, but he doesn’t seem to want to stop teasing her, his fingers and his lips feel like they’re everywhere all at once.
She feels his hands on her knees, parting her legs wider as he moves in between; he’s mouthing at her bellybutton at the same time he reaches down and rubs his thumb across her aching cleft, parting her softly.
“Fuck, you’re so wet for me, Ninomiya-san,” Ohno-san whispers, as he slips a finger inside. The movement drives Nino’s nerves into a frenzy, keening before she even notices it. “You like this, huh? God, so, so wet. I want to lick you,” he says, and before Nino can even protest, he’s there. Tonguing her like he did the first time, and slipping a finger inside her as he works his mouth around her. He’s finger-fucking her, making her come with just his mouth and finger, deliberately making her scream his name when she came.
She’s shaking still when he pulls away, kneels next to her on the bed and Nino has to force her eyes open to watch him lick the remains of her orgasm off his lips. Her gaze drifts down to his hand working around his throbbing manhood, and her mouth waters at the sight of its copper-colored tip, its long, hard length.
She reaches over, chest heaving still, and joins his hand around his cock. “I’ll return the favor later,” she whispers, reaches for him with her other hand to gesture him over. “Because for now, I need this - I need you, Ohno-san,”
“Ah, fuck, Ninomiya-san, but…I don’t have any condoms here,” he says, as if the admission is physically hurting him. “Sorry, I -“
She nods, understanding his concerns. Of course, of course, but she needs him, she needs him. And right now, that is all that matters.
She pulls him down and shifts under him, arching under his weight and the delicious warmth of his body covering hers. She lifts up to kiss him, whispers against his lips as he takes it upon herself to guide his hard, throbbing length into her, welcoming the heat and the slick feel of his dick poised against her softness.
“You’re an adult, Ohno-san,” she tells him, watching his face as she slowly welcomes him, inch by tantalizing inch. “I trust you to know what to do, okay? Just…just let me feel you. I need to feel you inside me like this, please. Please, just -“
Ohno-san jerks his hips in answer, filling her in one quick movement and kissing her to silence her.
---
He won’t say he doesn’t know what she means because he does, god knows he does. The implication alone would have normally make him want to run the first chance he gets because, shit, unprotected sex is never a good thing in his book no matter who he’s doing it with, but with her, his brain doesn’t seem to want to cooperate.
He wants her, and knowing how much she wants her in return is enough to make him want to mark her his, fuck her raw and make her take him, all of him, and do it again.
He pushes into her and groans at the way she clings to him, her insides contracting around him like a lover. Her legs twined around him as he jerks his hips, the action taking him deeper into her. She throws her head and keens, and he stops thinking.
“Ah, fuck, fuck,” he swears under his breath, lips against her throat, fucking her with abandon as she holds on to him, fucking her so hard he’s certain he’s hitting the ends of her with every movement. She’s moaning, half-screaming as he jerks into her, sweat falling from his forehead to her chest. He knows she’s near when she arches her back and trembles violently, and Ohno fucks her harder, faster.
She’s coming at the end of the third thrust, throwing her head back and keening, and Ohno knows he’s gone, too. He’s jerking his hips two more times, ducks down to catch her around the back of her head to muffle his cries against her mouth as he pulls out at the last second, one hand around his spurting cock aimed across her belly.
Pairing : Ohno/Girl!Nino
Rating : R
Summary : Crossfire AU. She is the flame that ignites the fire within him; his girl, his angel, his everything.
Note : crossposted to AO3
It’s so easy to get lost in her, in everything she is, her warmth and the perfect feel of her body against his. Ohno could kiss her forever like this, completely lost in the way she makes him feel as her mouth moves languidly under his own. His fingers tingle with the urge to touch her all over, but despite the need raking him from head to his toe, he does his best to rein it in.
Ninomiya-san, however, doesn’t seem too mindful of the fact that she’s driving him mad with want with the way she is clinging to him like he is her lifeline, Her fingers are gripping the front of his shirt tightly, and she is kissing him back with enough force to knock them both over on the couch. His arms bracketing around her from behind, he kisses her hard one more time before he pulls away.
The sound she makes in retaliation has him groaning in combined amusement and arousal, pulling her to him and burying his face to her hair, holding her close.
“What? Why are you stopping?” she asks, her breath feels like a brand against his neck that it’s so difficult to ignore it. But he has to, god, he has to.
He turns to nuzzle her temple, loving this closeness just as much. “Well, I did ask for a kiss,” he says, breathing softly as he lets her pull away. Her eyes are so, so dark, and her gaze even more so. There is nothing uncertain in the way she is shifting atop him now, her fingers light and teasing against the nape of his neck.
She leans down till they’re almost nose to nose. “You’re joking, right?” she purrs against his face, wriggling her lower body against his aching cock, feeling her softness through the thin fabric separating them.
Jesus, he could feel his self control slipping further away, and she’s not exactly making it easier for him either. She’s confident in her own skin, despite the fact that some things still make her blush. An unexpected compliment, amongst other things, and Ohno is so charmed by her that it’s so easy to be swept away.
He raises his hands to her face and holds her steady, barely feeling her weight settling across his body as he stills beneath her. She feels so light, so soft and so warm, and god, he wants her.
“No,” he whispers as he thumbs her bottom lip lightly. “But if it makes you feel better…” he pauses briefly to lift his hips from the couch, letting her feel his need through the offending clothes separating them, watching the way her lips quiver and her eyes flutter in answer.
“Feel that and be assured that this - none of this is easy, at least not for me,” he says, harshly, pulling her down for a quick kiss.
When he pulls away, he finds that she’s looking at him as if she knows what he’s thinking, and she leans down to bite his chin at the same time she deliberately rubs herself against his hard-on, and purrs.
He gasps and she does it again, slowly this time that he could feel the way her cleft rubs against him, feels her wet softness lingering.
“And there’s my answer, Ohno-san.” she whispers.
The breath that leaves his mouth is harsher then, holding her firmly around her hips before flipping their positions over.
---
She knows it’s unfair, that she’s teasing him like this but she can’t exactly help it. Obviously, they’re way past the point of pretending they’re not heading towards that direction anyway, and Nino isn’t about to start now. She can feel his resistance fading with every movement of her body against him, could feel the way his dick hardens everytime she would lift her hips and lower it across his aching cock afterward.
Her efforts are rewarded a moment after, and now she’s the one struggling to stay in control as he takes his attention to licking and sucking her neck like there’s no tomorrow. His hands are alternating between squeezing her waist and stroking the underside of her breasts, his touch leaving trails of heat across her oversensitive skin.
“Ah, please,” she moans, her hands drifting to his head as he crawls his way down her body. His kisses is as thorough as his hands touching her, and the memory of his mouth and tongue alternating between sucking her and licking her is enough to make her wet.
He pulls away to remove his shirt, and Nino whines. His laughter comes as a surprise, and she feels her face burns in answer.
His fingers come down to touch her face right after. “You’re making me break my promise to you,” he whispers, his voice as soft as his touch. “Please tell me this is what you want. Otherwise, we’ll stop it here,”
She pulls him down once again and kisses him hard. “I want this. Now stop talking and continue what you’re doing before,”
He smiles and presses his lips to her temple. “God, you don’t even have to ask.” He murmurs, pulling her up and helping her out of the shirt he lent her, hand drifting in between her breasts, feeling glorious skin and her thundering heartbeat underneath.
---
It’s not supposed to be this easy, but somehow, it just is. Easy, but at the same time mind blowing and Nino will never not be amazed at how responsive she is to his touch, how she can’t wait to feel him inside her as he kisses her all the fuck over. She’s naked and so, so ready for him, but he doesn’t seem to want to stop teasing her, his fingers and his lips feel like they’re everywhere all at once.
She feels his hands on her knees, parting her legs wider as he moves in between; he’s mouthing at her bellybutton at the same time he reaches down and rubs his thumb across her aching cleft, parting her softly.
“Fuck, you’re so wet for me, Ninomiya-san,” Ohno-san whispers, as he slips a finger inside. The movement drives Nino’s nerves into a frenzy, keening before she even notices it. “You like this, huh? God, so, so wet. I want to lick you,” he says, and before Nino can even protest, he’s there. Tonguing her like he did the first time, and slipping a finger inside her as he works his mouth around her. He’s finger-fucking her, making her come with just his mouth and finger, deliberately making her scream his name when she came.
She’s shaking still when he pulls away, kneels next to her on the bed and Nino has to force her eyes open to watch him lick the remains of her orgasm off his lips. Her gaze drifts down to his hand working around his throbbing manhood, and her mouth waters at the sight of its copper-colored tip, its long, hard length.
She reaches over, chest heaving still, and joins his hand around his cock. “I’ll return the favor later,” she whispers, reaches for him with her other hand to gesture him over. “Because for now, I need this - I need you, Ohno-san,”
“Ah, fuck, Ninomiya-san, but…I don’t have any condoms here,” he says, as if the admission is physically hurting him. “Sorry, I -“
She nods, understanding his concerns. Of course, of course, but she needs him, she needs him. And right now, that is all that matters.
She pulls him down and shifts under him, arching under his weight and the delicious warmth of his body covering hers. She lifts up to kiss him, whispers against his lips as he takes it upon herself to guide his hard, throbbing length into her, welcoming the heat and the slick feel of his dick poised against her softness.
“You’re an adult, Ohno-san,” she tells him, watching his face as she slowly welcomes him, inch by tantalizing inch. “I trust you to know what to do, okay? Just…just let me feel you. I need to feel you inside me like this, please. Please, just -“
Ohno-san jerks his hips in answer, filling her in one quick movement and kissing her to silence her.
---
He won’t say he doesn’t know what she means because he does, god knows he does. The implication alone would have normally make him want to run the first chance he gets because, shit, unprotected sex is never a good thing in his book no matter who he’s doing it with, but with her, his brain doesn’t seem to want to cooperate.
He wants her, and knowing how much she wants her in return is enough to make him want to mark her his, fuck her raw and make her take him, all of him, and do it again.
He pushes into her and groans at the way she clings to him, her insides contracting around him like a lover. Her legs twined around him as he jerks his hips, the action taking him deeper into her. She throws her head and keens, and he stops thinking.
“Ah, fuck, fuck,” he swears under his breath, lips against her throat, fucking her with abandon as she holds on to him, fucking her so hard he’s certain he’s hitting the ends of her with every movement. She’s moaning, half-screaming as he jerks into her, sweat falling from his forehead to her chest. He knows she’s near when she arches her back and trembles violently, and Ohno fucks her harder, faster.
She’s coming at the end of the third thrust, throwing her head back and keening, and Ohno knows he’s gone, too. He’s jerking his hips two more times, ducks down to catch her around the back of her head to muffle his cries against her mouth as he pulls out at the last second, one hand around his spurting cock aimed across her belly.