The kiss stretched on until Nejire ran out of air, and when she pulled away her cheeks were flushed and her eyes had a shine that was no longer simple curiosity.
"Ren-kun," she murmured, her forehead still pressed to his, "I don't think I wanna go so slow anymore."
"No? What about patience? The experiment at your pace?"
"The experiment continues." She bit his lower lip and tugged a little before letting go. "It's just that now my pace is faster."
Ren felt her shift beneath him, trying to position herself, and slid a hand down her side to her hip to guide her. Nejire let out a trembling sound when he pressed against her, not entering yet, just letting her feel the contact.
"Ahh... wait, wait." She dug her fingers into his forearms. "Is this how it feels right before? 'Cause I'm already forgetting how to talk and that never happens to me."
"That's the closest I've ever seen you to being quiet."
"Don't get used to it!" She let out a broken laugh that died in her throat when Ren pushed his hips forward, entering slowly. "Ah...! Ngh... Ren-kun..."
"Good?"
"G... gimme a second." Her breathing was rapid and her eyes were squeezed shut, and she opened them suddenly like she'd just discovered something. "It's different without your powers. Last time everything was going too fast and I didn't have time to... to feel each part. Now I do. Now I feel absolutely everything."
"That was the idea."
Ren stayed still, giving her space to adjust, and Nejire ran her hands over his back until she hooked them on his shoulders. Her skin was hot and a slight tremor was running through her from head to toe, and when she finally nodded against his neck, she did it while holding him tighter.
"Okay. Move. Please move, I've been waiting like a whole minute and I can't take it anymore."
Ren started slowly, setting a deep rhythm that drew a long moan from Nejire with every thrust. She tried to say something, opened her mouth, and the only thing that came out was a broken sigh that ended up turning into his name.
"Ahh... right there... right... why does it feel so...?" She threw her head back against the pillow, exposing her throat, and Ren took the chance to kiss her along the line of her neck. "Mmh! No, I can't think like this, not like this..."
"I told you to stop analyzing."
"And I told you I wanted both things!" she protested between gasps, though her hips were moving on their own seeking more. "But you're right, right now I... ngh... can't come up with a single theory, I just want you to keep doing that."
Ren slowed the rhythm on purpose, stopping just to see her react.
"This?"
"No, faster!" She dug her heels into his lower back, pushing him toward her with an urgency he didn't recognize from her. "Don't you dare make me wait now, Ren-kun, I swear...!"
When she gets desperate she stops measuring her words. I like her better like this.
He gave in and sped up again, this time without mercy, and Nejire completely lost the thread of whatever comment she had planned. Her hands slipped off his shoulders to grab at the sheets, twisting them between her fingers, and the soft creak of the bed started to keep time with their breathing.
"Ren-kun, Ren-kun, wait, I think... something's rising in me, I don't know how to describe it and I hate not being able to describe it but... ah!" Her voice broke in the middle, and her whole body tensed beneath him.
"Let it rise."
"It's just I don't know if I'm gonna...!" She hugged him tightly, hiding her face against his shoulder, and whatever she was going to say dissolved into a sharp moan when Ren brought a hand between them to rub the exact spot that had driven her crazy a little earlier.
The effect was instant. Nejire arched her back off the mattress, let out a cry she didn't even try to contain, and Ren felt her clench around him in waves that ran down his legs and stomach.
"Ahhh...! Ren... Ren!" Even her fingers were trembling, and she clung to him as if letting go would push her off some edge. "Don't stop, don't stop yet, it feels... ngh... it feels so much..."
Ren clenched his jaw, holding back. Feeling her like that, hearing her say his name between tremors, with no telekinesis amplifying anything and still on the verge of making him lose control too, was more than he'd planned for. But he didn't want to finish yet, not with everything her curiosity had stirred up in him that night.
He pulled out slowly, and Nejire complained with a whimper when she suddenly felt empty.
"Why'd you stop? I was right at... ngh... I was right at the good part."
"Because we're just getting started." Ren turned her again to leave her on her back, and she stretched her arms above her head, exposing her chest completely. "And because I've been wanting to see something for a while."
"You're looking at my nipples again," she said, lowering her chin to look at herself. "Look, now they came out. See? Now they're... what's it called? Poking out."
"Erect."
"Erect! That's the word." She laughed, still breathing hard. "They're so hard, why? Is it from the cold or from what you did to me?"
"From what I did to you." Ren leaned down and caught one between his lips, circling it with his tongue before pressing it against his palate, and felt her arch immediately. "And they get even more like this when I do this."
"Ngh...!" She grabbed his head with one hand, holding him against her chest.
Ren closed his teeth gently around the hardened tip and tugged a little, and Nejire let out a sharp cry that filled the room. The nipple came all the way out, pink and swollen, shiny with saliva, and he moved to the other one to leave it the same.
"Wait, wait," she panted, looking at her two breasts with the erect, wet nipples. "Now they're both the same. I like that better, they look more... ow, don't distract me by sucking while I'm trying to describe them!"
"You never stop describing things."
"Because it's interesting!" She dug her nails into his shoulder when he sucked harder. "Mmh... though I'll admit right now the only thing I wanna describe is how good your mouth feels, so I'll quit with the analysis for a bit."
Ren slid his free hand down her belly while still working on her chest with his mouth, and slipped it between her legs. She was soaked, way more than before, and when he ran his fingers along the opening he felt them slide without the slightest resistance.
"Look at the state of you." He spread the two folds apart with his fingers, opening her completely, and left the inner line exposed, glistening and pulsing. "So wet you're dripping."
"Don't say that out loud!" Nejire covered her face with her hands, though she spread her legs wider. "It's... ngh... it's embarrassing when you say it like that."
"Embarrassing?" Ren moved his fingers slightly, and the wet lips contracted around them, sucking them inward with a soft sound when he opened them again. "Look, even your body's pulling my fingers in. It doesn't want me to take them out."
"Ahhh...! Does it really do that?" She lowered her hands from her face to look between her own legs, fascinated even while trembling. "I had no idea it contracted on its own. Why does it do that? Do they all do it or is it just...? Mmh! No, not again, stop moving them, I'm losing my train of thought."
Ren pushed two fingers all the way in and curled the tips upward, and Nejire completely lost whatever question she had planned. Her hips lifted on their own, chasing the movement, and a thread of moisture slid down her thigh.
"There, there, right there," she babbled, gripping the sheets. "That spot up high, the one you found before, ngh..."
"Do you like being wet?"
"I dunno, don't make me think!" She let out a broken laugh that ended in a moan. "I like what you do with the wetness, that I do, everything slides easier and it feels more... slippery. Does that count as an answer?"
Ren pulled his glistening fingers out and showed them to her before lowering his head between her legs. He ran his tongue along the entire opening, gathering what was dripping, and the wet lips closed around his tongue when he pressed it inside.
"Ah!..." Nejire arched off the mattress, fingers gripping his bald head. "Why does your tongue feel different from your fingers? It's softer and more... mmh... I'll investigate later, later, don't stop now."
Ren closed his lips around the swollen point at the top and sucked, alternating with slow licks along the dark line of the center, and Nejire started trembling again. Her legs closed against his ears for a moment before he opened them again, holding her by the thighs.
"Ren-kun, wait, I can't handle another one of..." she gasped, writhing. "There's already been a bunch, I don't know how many but it's a lot, and each one leaves me looser than the last."
"One more."
"That's not an order I can just...! Ngh... okay, fine, yes I can, keep going."
Ren slid a finger inside her while still working with his tongue, and Nejire lost the last bit of control she had left. She dug her heels into his back, pulled him toward her, and the orgasm hit her so hard she arched her whole body off the mattress, stayed rigid for an instant, and then crumbled, trembling.
"Ahhh...! Ren... Ren-kun!" Her voice was broken and her breathing wild, and she covered her eyes with both hands. "Don't touch me, don't touch me, gimme a second, everything's too sensitive, even the air feels weird."
Ren climbed back up her body, leaving kisses on her belly, and stopped to give each nipple another gentle bite before kissing her on the mouth so she could taste herself. Nejire moaned against his lips, and when she pulled away she had glassy eyes and a wicked smile.
"You taste different than I thought," she murmured, licking her lip. "Don't look at me like that, it's a valid observation."
"The only thing I'm looking at is what's next." Ren put his hands on her hips and turned her again, leaving her on her knees with her bottom raised and her face against the pillow. "And what's next is the back."
"You're back to the rear flank!" Nejire turned her head over her shoulder, cheeks flushed. "Every time you put me like this something new happens. What's it gonna be now?"
Ren ran both hands over her cheeks, spreading them slowly, and lowered his gaze to the pink hole that contracted as soon as it felt the air. He passed his thumb over it without pressing yet, just brushing, and felt her tremble all over.
"This," he said, pressing barely with the pad of his thumb. "I wanna try here."
"There?" Nejire tensed, though she didn't pull away, in fact pushed back a little. "That's... that's sensitive."
"That's why." Ren leaned down and ran his tongue right over it, and the hole clenched at the contact before relaxing again. "Want me to stop?"
"No! No, no, it's just that... ah!" The sentence cut off when he licked again, leaving everything wet. "It's so different, it's too different, ngh... it feels weird and good at the same time and I don't know how to process both things together."
Ren kept going with his tongue for a while, relaxing her, until he felt her loosen against his mouth. Then he raised the wet thumb and pressed gently, sinking it in a little, and Nejire buried her face in the pillow with a long moan.
"Mmmh...! It's going in," she gasped, voice muffled. "Just a little but it's going in, I can feel it crystal clear. Is it gonna fit...? No, wait, don't answer that, better don't tell me, just go slow."
"I'm going slow." Ren moved his thumb in small circles, opening her up little by little, while with the other hand he rubbed the moisture from her vulva and spread it back. "Relax, and push against me when you want more."
"Push? Like this?" Nejire moved her hips backward, sinking a little more onto his finger, and let out a smothered cry. "Ah! Yeah, like that it went in more. This is... ngh... this definitely goes on a separate chart, a completely new chart."
"Concentrate."
"I can't concentrate on anything when my brain's melted!" she protested between gasps, though she kept pushing against his hand. "More, I think I can take more, push it in a little more, I'm getting used to it."
Ren sank his thumb all the way in, feeling how tightly she closed around it, and at the same time slid two fingers of his other hand into her soaked entrance. Nejire lost her voice for a whole second, with both spots filled at once, before letting out a trembling moan that didn't sound like any of the previous ones.
"Both... both at the same time...!" she babbled, twisting the sheets. "Ren-kun, this is too much, both sides feel like one thing and everything mixes together and no, I don't know what you're doing to me but don't stop."
"Can you handle something else in the back?"
"Something else what...?" She turned her head, her blue hair stuck to her sweaty face, and her eyes went wide as she understood. "That? You're gonna...? Ren-kun, that's way bigger than your finger."
"That's why I'm asking." Ren pulled out his thumb and positioned himself behind her, pressing the tip against the entrance, already relaxed and slick with saliva. "If it hurts I stop right away. You decide, same as the whole night."
Nejire took a couple of deep breaths, biting her lip, and then pushed her hips back herself.
"I decide I wanna try," she said, voice trembling. "But slow, okay?"
Ren pushed patiently, gaining ground bit by bit, and the tight ring slowly gave way until the tip went in fully. Nejire dug her nails into the sheet and let the air out in a long moan.
"Ahhh...! It's in, the tip's already in," she gasped. "Ngh... it stings a little but not bad."
Ren advanced a little more, holding her firmly by the hip, and lowered the other hand to rub her clit and spread the sensation.
"Better with this?"
"Yes! Much better," she said, pushing herself toward him. "More, I got used to it, gimme more."
Ren sank in to the hilt little by little, until he was pressed against her cheeks, and stayed still a moment to let her breathe. Nejire was trembling, cheek against the pillow, and a smile peeking through her gasps.
"You're all the way in, right?" she murmured. "It's the weirdest and most intense sensation I've ever had in my life, and that's saying something because I've had a lot tonight."
"I'm gonna move. Tell me if anything feels wrong."
"Noted. Now move, I scientifically need the complete data."
Ren started slowly, setting a gentle rhythm, and Nejire's moans went up in pitch with every thrust. He kept rubbing her intimate parts with his hand, syncing the two movements, and she balled her fists in the sheets while pushing her hips back looking for more.
"Ngh... there, like that, not so fast but like that," she babbled. "Front and back at the same time, how do you do both things? Doesn't matter, don't tell me, just don't stop doing it."
"I told you you weren't gonna be able to talk."
"And look, I almost can't!" She let out a laugh that dissolved into a moan when he sped up a little. "This counts as a record, I usually talk twice as much, ngh... Ren-kun, it's building up again, I dunno how I have anything left but it's building up."
"Let it rise."
"It rises on its own, I don't need permission!" She pushed harder toward him, trembling all over. "More, please, just like that, don't change anything, I'm about to..."
Ren pressed the sensitive spot under his fingers at the same time he thrust deep, and Nejire shattered completely. Her whole body tensed, she let out a long cry into the pillow, and both spots clenched tight at the same time while she trembled out of control.
*
Ren held on as long as he could, feeling her squeeze him, until she pushed back one last time and it was enough to finish him too, emptying himself while he leaned over her back with a low groan.
They stayed like that for a moment, both breathing hard, before Ren pulled out carefully and tugged her to settle against his chest. Nejire was completely exhausted, still trembling, with a goofy smile that wouldn't come off her face.
"Okay," she said finally, "we officially explored the whole map."
"Everything?"
"Everything everything! Front, back, mouth, nipples." She raised a trembling finger, trying to count and giving up halfway. "I don't have a single territory left uninvestigated, Ren-kun. I'm a complete scientist."
"A scientist who can't even lift her arm."
"That's from excess data!" She curled up closer to him, throwing a leg over him. "My brain is taking notes on too much information. Tomorrow I'll make the charts, today I can't even add two and two."
Ren ran his hand over her sweaty back, feeling her breathing gradually calm. The pan was still on the floor with the shirt on top of it, the bed creaked at the slightest movement, and Nejire already had her eyes half closed, pressed against his side.
"Hey, Ren-kun," she murmured, almost asleep.
"Mmh?"
"Next time I do wanna be on top. That's the only variable I haven't tested yet."
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