Maybe he should've asked Hawks what to do afterwards because he was simply kneeling there, staring at her with a content little smile, admiring every detail on her right now, from the way her thighs closed up as if to cover herself, to the way her chest rose and fell with the labored breathing.
" Beautiful. "
His tone was as quiet as always, timid almost, uttering that compliment barely above a whisper. But in his intent staring, he couldn't help but to notice she was staring back at him and her gaze was now fixed on his erection, reminding him of how hard he actually was and how needy his body was for some friction.
Would it be impolite to start stroking himself right now in front of her ? Should he excuse himself to the bathroom and take a cold shower ? Should he pretend his erection was just not there ? But before he could find an answer to any of those questions, she was the one to timidly murmur:
" Touch yourself... Please ? I want to... I kind of want to watch. "
His skin was set ablaze by those words, not in the literal way thankfully but his porcelain skin was tinted with a bright shade of pink both from the embarrassment and the eagerness growing within him.
For some reason, he liked doing what she asked him to do.
And so, Shouto did as he was so politely told, his hand began curling around himself with hesitation, still kneeling in front of her while trying to pick up a comfortable pace to stroke himself until the friction forced a few deep exhales out of him. It felt so ridiculously good that he wondered why he never did this, why was he restricting himself so much from such banal pleasures ?
In matter of seconds, (y/n) had managed to prop herself up into a kneeling position as well with the few ounces of strength left in her, as if this was a show she wanted to enjoy in detail, front row.
Nearly jealous of his hand, she reached for his erection, trying to gently nudge his hand away to mimic his previous actions but unsure how tight she should stroke him. At the beginning she started with delicate squeezing and slow pumping but the more he began to sigh and pant again, she dared to tighten her hand just a bit more, increasing the pace of her movements just enough to make him hold onto her wrist.
" Wait... It's... Too much. " There was a slight frown of concern printed on his delicate features while heavily exhaling but this time she dared to trust her instincts and just as he proceed until she reached that unbelievable ecstasy, she did something similar by pushing his limits, shushing his worries with a kiss, nudging her lips into his parted ones and lapping at his tongue in the same eager way she did previously whilst her hand continued with her strokes.
Shouto kept his hand loosely holding around her wrist but without stopping her this time, simply letting her continue with her ministrations while grunting into her mouth, brows frowning tighter on his face as he swallowed a louder noise at the back of his throat. The muscles on his abdomen contracted tighter as he seemed to tense all over, gripping on her wrist as if trying to warn her of something but before he could even verbalize anything, it was too late and ribbons of thick white had painted her hand, part of his torso and some droplets had stained the sheets between them.
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Author's note: I'm in love with Shouto loosing his virginity tbh
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