Revise. Revisit

[nilielh]

Title : Close
Pairing : Ohno/Girl!Nino
Rating : R
Summary : Crossfire AU. She is the flame that ignites the fire within him; his girl, his angel, his everything.
Note : crossposted to AO3

 

He’s shaking still when it stops, but he keeps his hand wrapped around his cock to squeeze the remains of his orgasm, shutting his eyes close and feeling her languid touch against the back of his knuckles. When he opens his eyes again, she’s still there, smiling up at him like she’s aware he will be looking for her, staring her over as she stretches there on the couch like she always belong there.

When his eyes drift down to where he’s dirtied her, he couldn’t help the groan that slips out the back of his throat at the sight, feeling himself twitch at the memory of his dick spurting all that cum all over her.

“Fuck,” he swears under his breath as he scrambles off the couch and almost landing first-face on the floor in haste.

“Are you okay?” she asks; she sounded a little breathless, as she struggles to sit carefully. He could spy the way his cum is slowly drifting off her belly, could see the red imprints his hands left on her milky white skin as he quickly snatches the tissue boy sitting on the low table there and bringing it close to her to clean her up.

Her hand on his wrist stops him from continuing, finds himself looking up at her as he studies his face. She looks a little lost, and maybe worried too, and Ohno feels like hitting himself repeatedly on the face for causing her discomfort, for putting that look on her face because of his stupidity.

“Shit, Ninomiya-san, sorry, I’m so sorry,” he says, letting the box fall from his grasp as well as the tissue he has in his hand to clean her up to the floor. He gathers her in and kisses her temple, cups her chin and tips her face up to kiss her. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…make you feel like I was setting you aside. I was just…I thought I should help you clean up first, because of the mess I made. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” he apologizes repeatedly, feeling her tremble against him as he holds her tight.

“It’s…okay,” she breathes a moment later, and her warm breath hitting the side of his neck brings delicious shiver down his spine. He lets her pull away only so he could look at her better, reaching out to tuck a strand of stubborn hair behind her ear as she turns her gaze away. “I was just surprised. I thought you looked…worried. I mean, it’s fine, right? I think you’ve pulled out just in time, so, there’s no need for you to worry about getting me…pregnant,”

The breathe that whooshes out of him then is so sudden he’s shocked himself with it, pulling Ninomiya-san to him and hugging her close.

“Jesus, I wasn’t worried about that, okay? I’m sorry I have the worst facial expressions, but I swear I wasn’t thinking about that. I just thought I’d clean you up quick, is all,”

She looks up at him and gave him a smile. “You didn’t have to,” she says, feeling her hand on his cheek and smiling in the way that makes his pulse race. “I would have told you to keep it there till it dries, so we could wash it away together later,” she follows, still smiling so prettily at him as if he hasn’t just made things awkward between them because of his stupidity.

He chuckles and pulls her in by her nape, kisses her hard just because he could. She kisses back as if on autopilot, fingers finding his arms for support.

“We’ll do that next time,” he murmurs, guiding her arms around his neck and then picking her up from the couch without preamble right after.

 

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“Where are we going?” she asks when he takes her away from the couch, and towards the direction of the bedroom. The thought excites her as she relates to it, and the memory of the way he’d made love to her earlier makes her insides twitch with renewed interest.

“Shower, of course,” he tells her, “Then, we sleep. I know you need to go to work tomorrow, so, as much as I want to spend the night making love to you, I won’t,”

That ought to make her smile, but the context of what he told her confuses her, somehow. She frowns at him in answer, wriggles a little in his hold to get his attention.

“Sleep? Here?” she asks instead. She didn’t just mishear him, right? He nods. “No, I…I can’t. My…my roommate will –“

“Then call her,” he says, as he stops by the doorway to push it open. “Or text her. Tell her you’ll be staying the night with me. You can forward my address and my contact details to her so she knows who to call in case she wants to make sure you’re with me. You can do that, right?” he asks. Nino knows he should correct him, tell him her roommate is a guy who is also her best friend, but his proximity is honestly making it difficult for her to breathe, much more think.

He puts her down but doesn’t let her go. It’s a heady feeling, she thinks, the way he makes her feel as though her presence is important to him. She’s not sure how to phrase it either, but after the sex, it seriously feels like a vital part of her has been permanently altered to fit him and him alone.

It’s exhilarating in a way she couldn’t explain, but the thing is, she likes it.

And it’s not that hard to see that Ohno-san does, too.

“Stay the night, Ninomiya-san,” he pleads, caressing her face and making her feel wanted. “Please? Just…I don’t want you to go just yet. Please?”

She knows she doesn’t have the heart to refuse him, not after what happened, and not while he is looking at her as if he’ll resolve to begging if he has to, just so she would say yes. She chuckles at the thought and nods, smiles at the way his face lights up in answer.

“Thank you,” he says into her hair, pulls her closer and holds her. “Come. Let’s run you a bath. Then, we’ll hit the sack. I know I tired you out.” He says, as he guides her to the bathroom, one arm around her, keeping her close.