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Dates are fun, dates are cute. They always say to date your lover, perhaps they're not wrong. Your boyfriend Nines recently took you out on a date, a fancy 5 star restaurant. You had to admit - you had a lot of fun, a great stress reliever too. You tugged on his jacket, as it draped over your shoulders. It smelled nice. You felt warm, it felt corny but it was true.
Nines drove you two home. You entered first, getting startled by strong arms wrapping themselves around you. "I've missed you." He says. You lean your head into his chest, looking up at him. "I've missed you too." He gently turns you around to face him, a gentle kiss on the lips. It's sweet, it's delectable, it's dessert baby. Just like any other, the kiss started to escalate past what you could consider a gentle kiss.
Your arms wrapped around his neck, one hand cupped your face while the other slipped around your waist. The deep kissing led to french kissing, as the tip of your tongues touched. Hesitant at first, but eventually sank into the feeling of it. Hot and heavy breaths coming from the both of you, as you two continued to french kiss. The kiss shortly came to an end, having both of you panting for air. When you did come back to your senses though, "Bedroom, please?" He nodded.
Nines wanted what you wanted, lifting you with no warning. He knew this was faster. A quick strut into the bedroom, kicking the door shut with his foot. In what feels to be a matter of seconds, your body sinks into the mattress and he's on top of you. He leans down and kisses down your neck, trailing downwards. His hands started to wander, caressing whatever skin he felt. You wanted him to touch you more, but with clothes on - there was only so much he could do.
He started to strip you of your clothes, he did the same for himself. You both took a moment to take in the sight of each other, admiring one another. Then, back to business. Nines continues to kiss down your chest, taking one breast into his mouth and the other in his hand. Your hands find themselves in Nines' long black hair, lightly pulling and tugging. You bit your lip, making small noises. You felt his tongue swirling all over the place. He removed his mouth from your breast, a line of saliva connecting to it.
He moved to the other side, doing the same actions he did with a bit more roughness. Your fingers brushed against Nines' pointed ears, remembering that you're a human and he's an elf - and you two are having sex. Not a bad thing, just a realization. He detached himself from your breasts and kissed downwards. You felt yourself press more into the mattress as he kissed lower and lower. Then, he made it. He reached your pussy.
Nines must've felt that this was a one in a million, as he wasted no time slipping a finger inside. You gasp at the sudden intrusion, as he usually signals that he's inserting something inside. You quickly get used to the feeling, inside and out. Another finger goes in, then another. You were wet before, but now you're just an open river. He removed the fingers and stared in approval. He got up, lining himself up against you.
He looks into your eyes. It takes you a minute to understand what he's doing, but you catch on. "Oh! Yeah, you can put it in." He nods and slowly pushes in, being as gentle as possible. He lets you readjust. After that, he slowly pushes in and out of you. His hands found their way onto your waist and hips. He continues this slow pace for a bit before moving faster. You started to breathe harder, and so did he. Then he went faster, fast enough for you to start calling out his name. Enough for you to start moaning out loud, attempting to silence them with your fingers or palms.
Nines wants to hear you, he won't allow it. Every time you try to silence yourself, Nines slows down - by a lot too. It's as if you two were having sex for the first time again. "Don't silence yourself." You nodded. It was a command, an order, a do. "Say you won't be quiet." "I won't be qui-" Nines starts to move faster, picking up the pace from before. It caught you off guard, you never got the chance to finish your sentence. Nevertheless, you did what Nines wanted. You were loud.
Your hands didn't know where to go, so you latched onto Nines' strong arms. You held yourself in place, as you felt yourself bouncing up and down. You leaned your head back, tightening your grip on his arms. You were lost in ecstasy, continuing to moan out Nines' name over and over again.
You could feel yourself coming close. "Close, I'm really close Nines." You panted out. Nines only nodded, he was getting close too. He was at his limit, moving in and out of you as fast as he could. A string of curse words started to flow out of your mouth, then came back his name. You started to beg, repeatedly telling him you were going to cum soon. "Yes, I'm close too." He says. His hair was all in his face, blowing up and down for every breath he takes. He pushes his hair back, some falling back in front of his face.
You grip his arm even tighter before, eventually reaching your end. You were breathless and twitchy all over, it was a good orgasm. A couple of thrusts later, Nines' cums too. Both of you stay still, breathless, in the afterglow of it all. Nines was first to move, slowly pulling out of you. He reaches for the nearest rag and cleans you before cleaning himself. He lays down next to you, cuddling you into his chest. "Goodnight." You only groan, peacefully falling asleep.