The Midnight Prince

[Rokag]

"Just...hold on. That's...REALLY fucking...different." She felt like she was having a...bit of private time and accidentally got too much of her hand inside of her and it was weird to...kinda sit there with. "Doesn't hurt, but...just...real weird."

[Shisou]

Shisou's shoulders relax a little, and he nods, letting the sentence lapse. Oh. Okay. Weird. Weird makes sense. Hopefully weird-but-good. With Jotaro it was weird-but-good.

[Rokag]

Rokag tries shifting her hi- "Ghhmmmmm" She gasped a little. "H....okay. That's..." Okay....so maybe THAT is something to think about. However she had shifted was definitely....good. Still weird. Still distracting, but also good. "J...just...okay. Just...move a little bit, okay? T...try going slow."

[Shisou]

Right. Okay. Move. I need to-- oh.

Blushing hotly, he glances down, swallowing hard. "I n-n-n-n-eed," he stammers, before shaking his head. He reaches down instead, gently stroking his member until it firms up more, ready for the task again. Dammit. Embarassing -- I'm half inside her and-- stupid! Stupid. 

He takes a deep breath, closing his eyes as he pushes a little into her, then a little back out. 

[Rokag]

Now that Rokag was expecting it, the sensations weren't....bad. Weird, and the sensations were pretty...okay. She tried shifting her hips here and there to try and get that same spot touched. It was...difficult, but each jolt of pleasure was worth the difficulty. "Oh...hokay...um....yeah, keep doing that."

[Shisou]

Shisou nods, maintaining that level of pressure and thrusting, though he begins to pick up speed. Okay. This isn't bad. This isn't bad at all. This is actually really  nice. It feels nice. Definitely. And Rokag's nice. So if this feels good -- she deserves to feel good. Yeah. I can do this, I think.

[Rokag]

Okay, this is...definitely okay. Good in some spots but not bad in others. She felt...something picking up deep in her stomach. Like an odd pressure sensation, but it seemed to possibly be just getting used to having something...inside her. Which she might as well get somewhat used to, right?

It seems to be just...alright, then. Eventually they finish up (which adds the 'wonderful' sensation of having some sort of goo inside her which was NOT the best feeling) and Rokag is...The FUCK is everyone on about this for? That was...I mean, it was alright, but definitely not worth stabbing people over.

Rokag stayed laying on her back, since that was supposed to help, and gives a bit of a sigh. "Okay...so....that wasn't so bad, right?"

[Shisou]

Shisou, spent, rests against her shoulder, curled up beside her. He nods, resting his hand on her stomach. I can do this. Maybe she'll get pregnant and then... we can get married. It'll be fine. 

[Rokag]

Rokag was also trying hard to ignore the...very weird feeling of stuff leaking out of her. "And...hey, at least now we won't have your sisters asking us if you know how sex works." She paused a little. "So...you did this kinda thing before...but with men, right?"

[Shisou]

He tenses, but gives a small nod. 

[Rokag]

Wait...where did... Rokag tries not to cringe but THAT seemed...kinda gross, actually. Like...that can't be comfortable, right? "W...what was THAT like? Was it like this?"

[Shisou]

He shrugs a shoulder. "It was n-n-n-n-nice," he stammers, softly. 

[Rokag]

"Oh....huh. I would have thought it would hurt." She put a hand over the one on her stomach. "....but are they always THAT smooth? Like...pretty sure it was like an otter or something."

[Shisou]

He winces, nodding against her shoulder again. 

[Rokag]

Rokag was quiet for a moment. "Are....are you okay?" He'd seemed determined not to speak and....she could kinda get it, but he still seemed hurt somehow. "I... I know that was probably not exactly what I was supposed to do, but I just....o made up my mind. And I hope that didn't hurt you or anything, either."