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You laid on his bed within his apartment, silver moonlight filtering through the billowing of the curtains, sauntering from the crisp breeze of the outdoors. Two pale lean arms caged you in, the headboard not too far from your scalp, his body boxing you in from up above. His messy ginger hair framed his face from above, his dimly lit onyx eyes foggy and hazy, his cheeks speckled in rosy reds and pinks, his lips slightly agape.
His face slowly reached yours, planting a tender kiss on your lips as you reached your arms around his neck, firmly planting themselves against his scalp. You pulled him closer to you, deepening each kiss as time moved, staggeringly. He kissed you again and again, the kisses becoming more and more desperate. You trailed a hand beneath his half buttoned shirt, the other soon following. The slow dragging of your fingers against his exposed skin earned you a meek moan from his heaving chest. The pace sped up as you opened your mouth to let in his tongue. His body rocked up above yours, feeling every part of the inside of his mouth. His breath became ragged and empty as he pulled away, panting. You looked up at his eyes, where his eyes threw themselves back and forth between your eyes and your jawline. He teased your skin with a trail of feather-light kisses down your cheek and jaw. Your back arched slightly as he met your neck. You stifled down armies of moans as he traveled deeper and closer to your shoulder. One broke through as he focused on the crook of your neck, his pace becoming slower and slower before he bit down on your sweet spot. You tugged at his hair and scratched at his back, your breath heavy. Your legs pressed against one another, shifting rapidly under his teeth. He began to nip and suck within the area as you shifted your head to the side to give him more room. You bit down on your lip as your grip on his body tightened. Blues purples bloomed under his tongue as he lapped at your skin, the colored results leaving him satisfied with his work as he pulled away. He smirked and murmured into your neck. “you don't have to be so quiet, yeah?"
You took his invitation to let loose your armies of moans that strained the back of your throat. He began to trail more kisses down below the collar of your shirt, down to your collarbone. Teeth and tongue met your skin once again. Your breath hitched as you heaved solid breaths. You thrashed your head from side to side from the ecstasy that filled your veins, overwhelming your senses. you moaned softly, filling the heat of the moment even further. He took his hands and held your waist, trailing up your body, dragging your shirt with his wrists until your stomach was completely exposed. He slowly planted pecks along your torso, your sensitive skin twitching at each press. He proceeded back up above your collarbone, leaving you exposed to the air, kissing up your neck and jaw up to your lips, pushing and gliding each kiss deeper and deeper, more and more passionately. You never knew the side of Reigen Arataka that was this sensual, so careful. His hands dipped below your hips, carefully sliding the hem of your bottoms down slowly as he broke away the kiss to balance himself. Cold air suddenly rushed into your throbbing core, sending a chill up your spine as his hands gripped either side of your hips.
He looked down at what had become of you, suddenly stiff. “Do I have consent to go forward,” he asked, meeting your eyes from where he knelt. You groaned out a quiet “yes,” his hands shooting strings of ecstasy through your veins. His eyelids became lidded and dark at your response as he kept where he was, your bottoms only a few inches below your core. His hands slid towards your center, edging you more and more with each stroke of his fingers. He stopped, simply staring at your exposed parts. “Are you sure?” He muttered. “You want to do this?”
You widened your thighs, inviting him in. “Please,” you moaned, clawing bed sheets. His eyes shadowed, a frown deepening on his face. “Do you want to?” you asked, lifting your head up to see his body hovering over you. You inched your posture backward, Reigen not even flinching.
“I- I don’t-“ he stammered, bringing his hands up to his face. Moonlight illuminated his pale cheeks, and you witnessed panic marching through his expression. He leaned forward on top of you, crawling forwards. His eyes were strained, his lips tight.
You sat up on your elbows, bringing a hand up to his cheek. “Arataka, you don’t have to if you don’t want to. Okay?”
The man huffed, vulnerable and bewildered in front of you, bringing a hand up to yours that laid on his face. The two of you brought yourselves up, sitting straight on the bed, in front of one another. You stared into his ebony eyes that looked down onto your body, refusing to meet up with yours. “I’m sorry, [y/n],” Reigen whimpered, a crack slipping through his weak voice. “I can’t, I froze, I thought I wanted it, but I don’t- I don’t know what I want.”
You softened your gaze, leaning forward to embrace him. You wrapped your arms around his crumpled blouse, squeezing softly. “We can figure that out in time, I’m here okay?”
Reigen shakily brought his palms up to your back, tightly gripping the fabric of your shirt. “Thank you. Thank you so much, [y/n]. I love you.”
Red flecked your cheeks as you dug your face into the crook of his neck. “I love you too, Arataka.”