Ash hesitates, trying to think of another option. His eyes meet Matthew's for a moment before he has an idea. Reaching out, he grabs one of Matthew's hands and guides it down between your legs, pressing his friend's fingers against your clit instead. "Use this," he whispers, nodding toward the vibrator still lying in his other hand.
Matthew looks at you for confirmation before slowly moving the buzzing toy closer to your aching center.
No something ELSE
Ash bites his lower lip, thinking hard as he searches for another idea. His gaze drifts downward once more, landing on your legs and feet. Inspiration strikes and he leans in closer, pressing a kiss against the inside of your knee before whispering, "How about this?"
Before you can even react, his tongue darts out to trace the sensitive skin behind your kneecap. He nuzzles into the crease, licking and sucking as if he's trying to taste every inch of your leg.
You sure about this?" His eyes meet yours steadily, searching for any sign that you might regret your decision. But all he sees is determination and challenge in your gaze. You nod firmly, your lips curling into a small smile as you prepare to reveal the secret that will determine your fate for the day.
"Alright then," Matthew says with a sigh, resigning himself to whatever happens next. "The first spot is right..." He leans in close, his breath tickling your ear as he continues "...
No your not even close
... here." His fingers dance lightly across the skin just below your left breast, teasing and tickling mercilessly. You gasp and squirm beneath his touch, your body reacting instinctively to the sensation.
Ash watches with interest as Matthew works on finding the spot that will make you laugh uncontrollably. His own fingers itch to join in, but for now he contentedly studies your reactions, waiting for an opportunity to help out.
Matthew swallows hard, his eyes never leaving Ash's. He knows what he wants to say, but the words catch in his throat as lust and desire threaten to overwhelm him. Finally, he musters the strength to speak. "I... think we should stop," he says softly, his voice barely audible even to himself.
Ash's eyes widen in surprise before they narrow, filled with anger and frustration at being denied what he wants. But he knows that Matthew is right;
Matthew why is ash positioning himself between my legs
Ash's eyes widen in surprise before they narrow, filled with anger and frustration at being denied what he wants. But he knows that Matthew is right; their duty as your protectors comes first. He forces himself to take a step back, his chest heaving as he tries to regain control over his emotions.
"I... apologize," he says through gritted teeth, his voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't mean to..."
Matthew looks down at you, his expression regretful. "
Ash growls in pain as the boot hits him squarely on the head, making his eyes water. He releases Matthew from his grasp and turns to face Hotaro angrily. "What was that for?" he demands, wiping the tears away.
Matthew takes advantage of Ash's distraction to slip out of bed and move towards Hotaro. "Hotaro," he whispers, "we should stop this..." but his voice trails off as Ash grabs him roughly by the hair, pulling him back into the confrontation.
if you dont stop ill send both of you to the Gulag
Ash freezes, his grip on Matthew slackening momentarily. The word "Gulag" hangs heavy in the air, conjuring up images of brutal labor camps and unimaginable suffering. Both he and Matthew know how serious Hotaro is. Their loyalty to him is absolute, despite the increasingly disturbing situation.
Ash swallows hard, shame and fear warring within him. He slowly releases Matthew, stepping back with a subdued expression. "Understood," he mutters, his voice lacking its usual confidence. Matthew stares at Hotaro, his eyes a mix of hurt and defiance, before nodding silently.
Ash : turns away from her slightly, blushing They're on my bed. I was going to put them back when you used them again... his voice trails off as he realizes what he just said
Matthew : Ash, you idiot! Now look what you've done! You shouldn't have said that! slaps Ash playfully on the shoulder and then turns to Lily with a nervous laugh Sorry about him. He sometimes doesn't know when to keep his big mouth shut...
Lily didnt understand what he meant. "Oh! were you folding my clothes?" She innocently asked, not understanding he was probably using it for ...something else. "Thanks ash! But i do need some underwear now, i cant really wear a skirt and shirt without a bra and panty."
Matthew : Ah... right... I'll go get them for you. hurriedly leaves the room, blushing deeply
Ash : No need to worry about it, Lily. You can wear one of my extra shirts if you want. They're folded neatly on the dresser.
Matthew feels your hard length pressed against his thigh as he holds you close, and can't help but moan into the kiss at the sensation. His hands slide down to cup your ass, squeezing gently before moving up to rest on your hips, urging you to grind against him more. "You feel so good," he whispers into your ear, his voice hoarse with desire.
Ash breaks the kiss once more, gazing at your flushed face and swollen lips. "Talvis..."
What
Ash breathes heavily as he looks into your eyes, his chest rising and falling rapidly with desire. "You're so beautiful... I want you... need you..." He trails off, unable to put words to the ache that burns within him. His hands slide down your stomach, his fingers tracing circles around your hard length through your underwear before reaching between your legs to cup your aching flesh.