Wisteria Eyed

64*

Warning:
Explicit details of sexual acts and implications of wet dreams, masturbation and related topics.
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"I am if you are."

Giyuu let out the breath he was holding, feeling both relieved and ecstatic at her words as he closed his eyes and leaned over to rest his forehead against hers.

She desired him.
She desired him as much as he desired her — to be with her fully, to be her closest, to be connected with her beyond any level that they had.

"Giyuu...?" Miyasha called out his name softly, her voice sounding so delicate that he could almost feel it brush against his skin, "Are you, are you alright?" Giyuu smiled at her words, basking in the attention she gave him as he tilted his head and placed it in the crook of her neck.

Miyasha's breath hitched as she felt his warm breath on herself, the position feeling extremely intimate and yet a bit worrying for her.

"Giyuu," she started again, gently caressing his head as his hair tickled her slightly, "You do know what you said to me applied to you too, right? I, I would never force you to do something that you aren't comfortable with, alright? If you feel like you want to quit or just, not want to do it—"

Giyuu snapped his head back at her words, straightening up instantly before cupping her face. Miyasha blinked at him in surprise, before a hint of amusement tinted her expression.

"No." He replied simply, not bothering to explain it since he enjoyed how her face brightened up in amusement at his short answers.

"No?"

"No."

Miyasha chuckled at his typical communication skills, her nerves feeling much more at ease at his antics. She couldn't help but muse how he knew exactly how to calm her down, even with his limited social skills.

"Giyuu, it doesn't work that way, you know?" She asked softly, her eyes meeting his before trailing down to his lips unconsciously. She wanted to kiss him.
So did Giyuu, given how he looked at her lips as well before leaning in.

He kissed her gently at first, the reassuring familiarity of it making Miyasha melt as her mouth parted under his. Giyuu didn't hesitate to take the opportunity to deepen the kiss, craving her soft and sweet taste which curled in his mouth and seemed to swell and ripen with each passing moment.

A soft sigh escaped his lips as their lips briefly drifted apart. Miyasha looked up at him with a dazed look, her lips still parted. She wanted more, and she didn't hesitate this time as she pulled him for another kiss, angling her mouth to immediately deepen it.

She trembled ever so slightly as his hands started wandering over her body, his warmth seeping through the fabric as she desperately pulled him closer. She could feel the heat curling in her, the flames of which were further fanned by Giyuu as he slipped his hand to the small of her back before shifting them to her thigh and lifting her up to place her on his own thigh.

Miyasha gasped at their position, her whole body heating with desire as Giyuu continued caressing her hips through her clothes. There was barely any space between the two, with the fabric of their clothes being the only barrier.

Giyuu broke away from the kiss first, his hazy eyes observing her intensely. He reached back to place a hairpin away, surprising Miyasha as she realised he had managed to undo her bun without even noticing. She didn't get much time to think upon it either as he immediately focused back on her, his lips finding hers again.

Their eyes closed and their lips moved together as one, both unaware of everything except how the other made them feel. Miyasha's hands wandered around his shoulders, her fingers racking against the back of his neck before tangling up in his soft hair.