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It was only a few short hours until sunrise when Shin and Noi were released from the ball along with all of the other guests, yet he wasn’t quite ready for the night to end. A heady combination of alcohol and endorphins (induced by his attempts to keep up with Noi’s athletic dance moves) thrummed through his body as the pair made their way back to his apartment. Noi, for her part, seemed to have worn herself out by outdoing Shin on the dancefloor, but had gamely agreed to join him for beers and late-night TV.

GuraGura greeted them exuberantly at the door, and Shin left Noi scratching at the dog’s chest and belly while he went to rinse off the body paint and discard the ridiculous outfit En had procured for him. On his return, clad in a t-shirt and lounge pants, he found Noi pouring their beers in the kitchen, having unceremoniously dumped her own garb in a pile by the front door, save for the colorful bandeau top.

She had stolen a pair of Shin’s sweatpants from the laundry basket left on the couch. They were much too short for her, the elastic cuffs caught on her muscular calves, but he allowed himself to register the way the curve of her ass filled them out, pulled tight across her hips. The “respectful senpai” part of his brain remained alcohol-impaired long enough for him to continue admiring the broad planes of her exposed back shifting as she busied herself in the kitchen, and, ah, the round fullness of her breasts apparent even in profile thanks to the stretchy fabric of her top -

“Shin?” Noi turned to face him, a poorly suppressed smirk playing across her face. “Wanna sit? Isn’t your show almost on?”

Shin flushed and turned towards the couch abruptly, then began fiddling the remote, trying to look anywhere other than Noi’s face. “Uh yeah, sorry, spaced out for a second.”

“Uh-huh,” Noi said, still smirking as she plopped onto the couch next to him, beers sloshing uneasily. Shin knew from the look on her face that he was in for at least one round of merciless teasing, and his palms started to sweat around his pint glass at the thought that she’d noticed him checking her out.

He wasn’t blind - of course he wasn’t immune to his partner’s charms, and so what if he’d touched himself to the thought of her once or twice or a thousand times? Noi would never know what he got up to in the privacy of his own room, and he made sure that she would never need to know. He would never do anything to make her feel unsafe with him; he valued her trust above all else. But whatever the unidentifiable booze was that En had procured for the evening (something horrible made from fermented mushrooms, Shin imagined) must have affected Shin more strongly than he’d thought, because he was usually able to admire her subtly, without gaping at her like an idiot.

“I still can’t believe you didn’t recognize me after the last ball!” she said, laughing.

A wave of relief washed over Shin, and he managed a straight face for a few seconds before laughing along with Noi. “Yeah, I don’t know,” he admitted. “You were always wearing that armor when we first met, and it’s not like we got much of a chance to talk at the ball, I guess I just never put it together…”

Noi snickered, taking a generous swig of her drink. “Poor Shin, were you hoping to reunite with your soulmate tonight? How romantic!” Shin elbowed her side hard as she teased him, prompting another fit of giggles.

“Well, if you really recognized me, then why didn’t you say anything?” he asked, his faux indignance enhanced by the alcohol.

“Because,” Noi said, rolling her eyes, “I thought you had only been there to mooch off the party food or something, you were such a lowlife back then. And I didn’t want to get you in trouble with En right after you started. Besides, there’s no way I could have mistaken you with those scars, anyone would remember.”

Shin regarded her thoughtfully over his glass. “Okay then, if you thought so little of me, why did you agree to dance with me?”

To his surprise, a light blush spread across Noi’s cheeks. “Because there was no one else left to dance with and I didn’t want to get skewered!” She paused for a moment, worrying her lower lip with her teeth in a move so un-Noi-like that Shin wondered for the first time tonight if he wasn’t the only one who’d perhaps had too much to drink. “And… you looked nice,” she finished simply, turning to look at him directly.

“Nice?” Shin repeated dumbly, feeling heat rise in his own cheeks.

“Yeah.” Noi’s voice was quiet, but she held his gaze until the tension became too much for him, and he busied himself with the remote again, fixing his gaze on the TV.

“Well,” he said quickly, still unable to meet her eyes, “maybe because the first time you met me I was pretty disgusting with my arms rotting off, I guess even those stupid ball outfits are better than that.” He trailed off weakly, too tipsy to regain his composure as quickly as he’d like. Noi hummed noncommittally, watching him as she sipped her drink.

They sat watching the TV in silence for a few moments before Noi spoke again.

“Hey, Shin,” she said, her voice still gentle but firmer, closer. He felt her warmth as she moved towards him, hovering near the side of his face. His heart was pounding in his ears. “You looked nice tonight, too.”

Then she kissed him. For a few brief, glorious seconds, everything else fell away. There was only Noi, her lips soft and curious against his, the scent of her clean sweat and booze, her calloused palm resting gently on his cheek. Shin was embarrassed to hear a soft moan escape his chest before she pulled away.

The pounding in his ears grew to a roar as his inebriated brain worked to process what had just happened. Noi remained still, hovering next to him, and Shin could almost see the gears turning in her head as she studied his expression.

Apparently he had waited too long to react, because suddenly Noi was scrambling away from him, already half-standing and prepared to bolt. “Sorry, senpai,” she said quickly, eyes darting around the room to avoid his gaze, “I think I had too much to drink, and I’m really tired, I don’t know - I’ll just go -”

Before Shin knew what he was doing, his hand shot out to grab her arm and yank her back towards him. Noi was caught off balance and toppled back over onto the couch, her knees landing on either side of his legs.

Shin swallowed, his mouth dry, vaguely aware of the beginnings of an erection stirring at the feel of her powerful thighs atop his own. He looked up at her, locking eyes, and leaned forward to press a kiss on her abdomen, hoping desperately to convey what he was unable to verbalize. Stay. Please.

Noi gazed down at him for a beat, then descended upon him in a full body hug, squeezing her knees around his hips and recapturing his lips with her own. Shin tilted his head to deepen the kiss, sliding his tongue against hers, and he could feel her entire body humming with delight. Her hands were roving across his chest, fingers teasing at his nipples through his shirt. He felt lightheaded, unsure what to do with his own hands, and settled on wrapping his arms around her waist to pull her closer.

She was quickly ramping up the intensity of their kiss, clicking her teeth against his as her tongue pressed insistently into his mouth. Encouraged by the way her fingers dug into him as he bit at her lip, Shin reached around to grab a handful of her ass, firm and full in his palm. Judging from the noise she made into his mouth, she had been able to feel his cock jump against her at the sensation.

Noi pulled away from their kiss and looked at him appraisingly, her lips swollen and flushed red. “Shin,” she said, rolling her hips against his erection experimentally, “do you wanna have some fun with me tonight?”

“Yes. Fuck, yes,” Shin responded immediately, resting both hands on her wide hips as she rocked against him.

She grinned, and leaned back to pull her top off in one fluid motion. Her tits bounced slightly as they fell free, and Shin suddenly found it difficult to swallow. Noi’s grin widened, exposing her sharp canines, and she allowed him to look for a few more seconds before arching her chest into his face insistently and bringing one of his hands to cup her breast. “Not that I’m not flattered by the staring, but I really want you to - yeah, like that,” she sighed as Shin obediently took one of her nipples into his mouth. He circled his tongue around it while feeling the other stiffen under his thumb.

Noi sighed happily and resumed grinding her hips against his, fingers stroking contentedly at the hair at the nape of his neck. “Harder,” she murmured, punctuating her request with a sharp snap of her hips against his cock straining through his pants. He groaned as he acquiesced, hips rising against hers while he rolled her firm, rosy nipples between his teeth and fingers. They settled into a steady rhythm, rocking their hips against each other while Shin lapped and pinched at her tits until Noi’s sighs of pleasure became almost desperate, her thighs squeezing him tight as she ground against him. Shin felt like he was going to melt under her, smothered by the heat of her body and their shared lust.

Shin pulled away from her nipple with a wet pop to look at her. A rosy pink flush had spread from her cheeks down her chest, and she gave him a half-dazed smile before guiding his hand under the waistband of her sweatpants.

“Oh, shit,” Shin groaned as he stroked the parted lips of her cunt. She was already deliriously wet, and Shin shuddered as he realized she’d soaked through the borrowed sweatpants, leaving a visible wet patch across the front. Noi moaned appreciatively and adjusted her position over him to give him better access, pressing her tits against his face while her hips canted pleadingly towards his hand.

Two fingers slid easily into her, curling and dragging against her inner walls. Noi’s breathing turned ragged, and her hands clawed at his shoulders as Shin dimly realized she was trying to ride his hand. The angle was awkward, and he wasn’t able to press in as deep as he’d like, but it didn’t seem to matter because it was only a few more strokes before Noi was gasping hard above him, her thighs trembling on either side of him.

“Wow, didn’t take much,” Shin teased, still sliding his fingers against her, impossibly wetter than she had been already.

“Felt good,” Noi grunted, beginning to move languidly against him again. “You got me really worked up… plus, I’ve always had a thing for your hands.”

Shin felt like he was going to burst a blood vessel in his brain. His hands? Always?

He brought his unoccupied hand to rest against her cheek, sure that he’d only embarrass himself if he tried to speak after that revelation. Noi tilted her head to nuzzle against it and pressed a kiss to his palm. Shin traced his thumb across her lower lip and felt her shiver as he gripped her jaw harder, pushing his thumb past her lips and into her mouth, feeling the sharp ridges of her teeth against his thumbpad.

She closed her lips around his thumb so that she could suck lightly and twirl her tongue around the first row of stitches. Her lips curled into a smirk as he groaned, then she ran a hand down his chest and batted his hand away from the slick between her legs so that she could slip a hand beneath his waistband and circle her fingers firmly around his cock. Shin wasn’t proud of the noises he was making, his hips bucking sharply towards her, but the sensation of her large, strong hand finally touching him felt almost painfully good after grinding against her for so long. After a few pumps, Noi began tracing circles around the tip of his cock, matching its movements with her tongue on his thumb.

Shin cursed, fighting the urge to thrust frantically into the tight circle of her fingers. He was acutely aware of the weight of her hungry gaze on him, even with his head thrown back against the back of the couch. After a few moments, Noi released his thumb so she could lean over him to mouth at his neck, and her hand traveled lower to tug lightly at his balls.

He managed to collect himself enough to make eye contact with her, and he felt a twist in his chest at the sweet, fond expression on her face even with her pupils blown wide with lust. He wanted to say something to her, to communicate how much she meant to him, how much he relied upon her and how grateful he was for her trust -

“Fuck, I want to eat you out.” Close enough.

Noi laughed and bit at his neck playfully. “I think we can manage that. But on the bed, yeah?” He nodded, feeling like an idiot and not sure if he could still blame the alcohol.

Before she climbed off of him, Noi gave him another searching look, then smiled and squeezed his hand. He returned the smile weakly, heat rising in his cheeks again. She knows. He wasn’t sure if he would ever get accustomed to feeling so exposed but the discomfort was worth it, if only for the warmth of her smile as she made her way over to his bed, shedding her pants as she went.

Legs wobbly as he kicked off his pants, Shin rose to follow her, and by the time he joined her Noi had already arranged herself with her back against the pillows, legs open to display her glistening cunt flushed red amongst damp, silvery curls. He failed to suppress a full body shudder as he fell onto the bed, kneeling before her. How many times had he imagined her in his bed like this, thought about making her come against his hand, his face, his cock? The reality of her felt lurid, almost too intense, his cock twitching as she reached down to spread herself wide for him.

Shin yanked his shirt over his head hastily, then fell upon her. Noi moaned sharply as he began lapping and sucking at her labia. He wrapped his arms around her thighs in an attempt to stop her from bucking too hard against his face, and she locked them around his ears, urging him further into her with her heels pressed into his back. Shin curled his tongue deep inside her, desperately drinking her in, then licked up to flick his tongue against her clit.

Noi swore profusely above him, both hands clutching the back of his head as he managed to work three fingers inside her, rubbing intently against her sensitive inner walls. “Fuck - Shin - fuck, yes,” she gasped when he wrapped his lips around her clit, sucking hard and swiping the tip of his tongue unrelentingly against it. His cock was heavy, weeping between his legs, and it was all he could do to stop himself from rutting into the sheets as she fucked herself against his face. “A-ahh, fuck, yes,” she panted, grinding against him, “like that, ah, I’m close, Shin -”

Fluid dripped down his chin as she came, her walls pulsing around his fingers, and he reached his other hand up to stroke at her side as he continued working her through her orgasm.

Finally, after her legs dropped bonelessly over his shoulders, Shin lunged up to kiss her, vaguely aware that he was smearing her own wetness across her cheeks. “Noi,” he groaned into her mouth, slipping his erection between her legs to slide against her vulva. “Can I -”

“Yes,” she cut him off, angling her hips to tease the head of his cock against her entrance. “I want to feel you inside me.”

Shin shivered, burying his face in the side of her neck. He felt like he’d been on the verge of coming for hours. “I don’t think I’ll last long,” he murmured apologetically, lining himself up against her before snapping his hips forward, burying himself deep in one fluid motion.

Noi gasped sharply, still sensitive from her last orgasm. “Shit,” she breathed, clenching and unclenching around him as he paused to steady himself. “It’s okay, me too, maybe, I - fuck, you’re big,” she moaned as he began moving.

Shin hitched her legs up around his waist, lifting her ass off the bed to allow him to angle himself deeper inside her and began thrusting in earnest. The snap of his hips against her made a vulgar smacking sound as he increased his pace, pounding hard and deep enough to rattle the bedframe.

Noi, splayed out before him, did her best to match his thrusts, her tits bouncing as she drove her hips toward him. When she snaked a hand down to rub at her clit, Shin’s hips stuttered and he leaned forward to kiss her desperately. He’d be jacking off to the image of her touching herself while stretched tight over his cock for the next six months, at least.

The new angle of his thrusts had Noi whimpering into his mouth, her unoccupied hand clutching at his back until she finally came, crying out and throwing her head back against the pillows. Shin suddenly became aware of how loudly he was panting, his thrusts becoming frantic and wild, and then he came, groaning low in his chest, Noi’s orgasm still clenching rhythmically around him.

He collapsed bonelessly onto her, his face hot against the crook of her neck. They laid together in companionable silence for a long while, both shivering as Shin’s softening cock slipped from her body. Shin, becoming conscious of the way his entire weight rested on her body, rolled off to the side, but Noi reached for him before he got too far away and tangled their legs together.

Shin watched out of the corner of his eye as she stretched languidly, her breasts shifting appealingly as she rolled her shoulders. He wasn’t sure what to say, or if he even should say anything, but before he could even attempt to speak Noi had his face cupped gently in her hands and drew him in for a deep, tender kiss. Shin melted against her, sliding his arms around her waist.

“Noi,” he began when they pulled apart, one of her hands now entwined with his.

She gave him a small smile and knocked her forehead against his. “Let’s go to sleep, senpai.”