Assertive Sonico

[sonicosuper]

 When Sonico has a feeling that there is something Arro wants that she has never given, she decides to take the reins and do something about it.

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[cursed_analysis]

Relaxing with a good book was one of Arro's favorite pastimes. So much so that he was unaware of Sonico's machinations while he continued to read. This being a slower day he had finally given the poor girl a bit of probably needed space, in his opinion anyway.

As always his door was open for her to visit if she wished, but until such time he contented himself himself to sip on a cream soda, lounging on his couch as the pages slowly turned before him, the book balanced eerily on his knee with nothing but a shadow holding it in place. Having dressed down as far as just wearing a collared shirt and slacks since it was a rare day he took the notion to avoid working on, which almost never happened.


It gave him time to turn over his thoughts which was something he seldom enjoyed as he pondered if perhaps he had been too insistent with Sonico lately, as at best she was very delicate and he wanted to avoid pushing her limits too greatly.

[sonicosuper]

Making Arro happy was important to Sonico. What he needed was paramount, and Sonico had been mostly pleased with the knowledge that she was able to provide that for him. Mostly. There were still places that she was she he wanted to go, parts of her that he still wanted to see, in terms of where their physical intimacy went. She wanted so badly to be everything that he needed and wanted, and for Sonico that meant going outwith her comfort zone. Or, at least, the zone that she knew. So, she hatched a plan, and after a good time spent planning and preparing, Sonico was ready.

She knew where to find Arro, and that he'd probably be in a moment of quiet meditation or reading a book, so Sonico went to find him, prepared to approach him in a way she never has, but in a way that she hoped he'd appreciate. There was a soft knock at the door, and slowly emerging into the room, there was Sonico. She paused on her heeled shoes: not the usual little pair she might wear for a smart appearance, but a rather towering pair designed to be admired. Her legs were dressed in soft touch stockings, and later he would notice the fine seam that travelled up the back of her calves and thighs. The rest of her body was completely wrapped up in black silk robe.

Confident on her heels, Sonico walked slowly into the room, then just stood to allow him to get a look. Though, she didn't know what to do with her hands, so played with the silk tie of her robe as she smiled at him, "Hi..." Maybe not the sexiest thing she could have said, but it would do for now, she hoped.

[cursed_analysis]

"Come in~" He answered in a lilting tone, still focused on his book. While he was acutely aware of who had come to knock and enter, he did know Sonico to be quite demure and chose to not affix her with his gaze until she had prepared herself.

Turning the page, he hummed quietly to himself before an eyebrow lifted, something was different. Looking up at the suddenly nervous energy the girl was projecting, he hummed in delight. Making a waving motion with his fingers, the book snapped shut and he brought it to rest on his lap as he crossed on leg over the other. While the shock was very present on his face, he took in just how shapely the heels made her calves look and wondered briefly at the robe.

Folding his hands together to rest them atop the book, he took her in once more before his eyes darted to the robe at the sudden motion. Lifting back up to be respectful, he returned the smile, a small noise accompanying to cover a laugh. "Well, *hello*, Sonico. What can I help you with today?" He asked as his smile grew wider. Of things he'd expect this was not on that list and he was now deeply curious how it might go.

[sonicosuper]

He was shocked, as well he might be, and Sonico could only hope that it was a positive shock. Whichever way, there was no going back now, and even if this wasn't exactly what he wanted, she hoped he'd find some enjoyment of it anyway. There was something very attractive in seeing him close his book immediately to look at her, taking his full attention. His smile made her feel much better, and she crossed the room to stand just in front of him. "I'm sure there's plenty you can help me with today..."

In addition to her outfit, Sonico's make up is far from her usual too - darkly lined eyes and red lipstick prominent. She smiled as her hands moved to the tie of the robe and she considered her next move. Slowly, a tease, Sonico undid the tie and let the robe slip off shoulder by shoulder before finally allowing it to fall to the floor. Fully revealed, Sonico was wearing a detailed black corset, the push from the lining putting her breasts very much in display, as if they even needed a boost at all. She wore suspenders to attach to her stockings, and her only other item of clothing was a small black thong which, as she slowly turned to give him a twirl, revealed it was very delicate and complete at the back with a small bow.

Facing him again, Sonico was flushed, that chest rising and falling with her shallow breath. It was an unusual fast heartbeat, part of anxiety of what he would think, part the fear of revealing herself in such a way in the first place, and part excitement for being so daring and revealing. She bit her lip as she looked down at him, waiting to see what he might say or do in reaction.

[cursed_analysis]

He inclined his head at her statement of him helping, his eyes ticking up meet hers and noting her make up only added to the somewhat mysteriousness she was playing at today. Moving a hand up to his chin, he lightly stroked it, and at the motion flicked his gaze down to that tie she'd been playing with.

Adjusting his glasses, he focused very intently on the robe tie with baited breath as he waited, and was rewarded with the robe slipping off one shoulder. His smile grew into a grin as she continued. Tapping his chin now, his grin grew more approving as he allowed his gaze to run over the woman entirely as she turned, humming at the small bow upon her thong, an admittedly cute touch and very like Sonico, which he appreciated.

Hearing her heartbeat, though just barely as she wasn't right on top of him, he lingered for more than a few seconds on her chest, finally forcing his gaze back up to meet hers and lifting his other hand to undo a single button on his shirt.

"Yes, there seems to be a lot to help with, my dear~" He replied finally, switching which leg he had crossed. "Why don't you tell me just what you'd like me to help with first? I'm yours to command." As he wanted to know just how far she could bring herself to go, he was willing to let her control things to her contentment.

[sonicosuper]

The approval definitely worked to make Sonico feel so much better. She had hoped it was the kind of get up he'd enjoy, but she wasn't very sure about men and their likes and dislikes. Sonico watched the way that he watched her, pleased by his curiosity, and the fact that he genuinely seem pretty happy with what she had to offer. Her own gaze stopped for a moment as she watched him undo that button.

Sonico had kind of rehearsed and thought this far. There were other things on her mind but for now she bent foward at the waist, allowing for even more of an eyeful of her cleavage which threatened to almost pop from the corset. "Well... you haven't said anything about my outfit yet. So why don't we start with that?" Sonico dipped to kiss him softly and quickly on the lips. She had made more of a request than a command, but for Sonico is was far more forward than usual. Sonico was not one to ask for something for herself, especially not something desired to boost her own ego.

[cursed_analysis]

He enjoyed it greatly, but didn't remember until her question about her outfit that she was not intimately aware of herself in some ways.

Letting out a soft sigh as she bent forward, he returned the kiss, reaching for her hands. "You look ravishing. I never expected black to flatter you this greatly~" He murmured, giving her hands a soft squeeze before slowly trailing his hands up, intending to fondle her breasts if she failed to stop him.

"Though, I think the most charming part right now is getting to see this side of you, Sonico. Will you show me more?"

[sonicosuper]

Poor Sonico was still at the stage where she needed that verbal reassurance that she looked good and that she was wanted. A little crazy for a girl with her looks and modelling career, but that's the way it was. She breathed a pleased sigh as he touched her breasts, her body tingling. "Show you more?" Sonico bent at he waist again to touch at the waistband of his slacks. Then she slowly bent down onto her knees, eyes still wide and curious and fixed on his while her hands carefully set about undoing the belt or buttons that might be in the way of her getting access to what was in his slacks.

[cursed_analysis]

Knowing her poor self-esteem, Arro was happy to provide all the reassurance she desired, because while it was crazy in a sense, people putting her on such a pedestal only made such things worse.

"Yes," He replied in a breathy whisper before letting out a long breath. As she bent again, he flexed his fingers just enough dimple the supple flesh of her breasts before he raised an eyebrow. Just how much should she show? Keeping his eyes on hers while she slowly undid his belt and button to his slacks, he moved his hands to her face and threaded his fingers through her soft hair while she carefully pulled his length out, not hard yet but already swelling from just how stunning Sonico was.

[sonicosuper]

Sonico smiled up at him as she gently pulled him out, like a lover eager to please, sweet, but also with a cheeky twinkle in her eye. He wasn't completely hard, and Sonico bit her lip as she tried to figure out what she could do to make him even more excited. "Let's see... if I can help you first." Her hand moved around him, still holding as she stood and kissed him, her tongue teasing.

[cursed_analysis]

Arro raised an eyebrow at that twinkle, but said nothing yet as he was quite surprised with how well she was doing.

Even if it was very clear she was still struggling. "Oh, then by your leave~" He replied and leaned into the kiss, an arm snaking around her waist as he returned the teasing with his own tongue. Despite concentrating to try and make her work more; he easily stiffened quickly from just her hand and the feel of her lips against his, humming softly before sneaking a soft nip against her bottom lip. "I...think I might be ready." He whispered while his shaft twitched against her soft hand.

[sonicosuper]

Sonico could feel the strength and size of him grow in her hand, which made that kiss all the more tantalising. She gasped softly when he nipped at her lip, and her hand squeezed at him when he announced that he was ready. She needn't have worried that what she was doing wasn't exciting enough. "Mmm...Perfect."

What Sonico decided to go for next was the result of having heard, either directly or through the grapevine, that many men had said they wanted to do this with her. Of course, Sonico's eyes and body were only for Arro, and while she wasn't sure if this was his thing, she would try it, and see how it went.

She let go of him a moment to lift her chest to his face. Slowly, one by one, Sonico unpicked the small hooks holding the corset together. Finally, the corset came undone and was dropped aside as her ample chest was set free. She allowed her breasts, with their gently hardening nipples, to remain at this level a moment, before sinking again back down to her knees.

Here, she grasped hold of him again, her hand moving up and down his length before she pushed him to squeeze directly between her breasts. Sonico held him there, then lifted her eyes to him with a slight headtilt in a 'so what do you think about this?' gesture.

[cursed_analysis]

No, Sonico needn't worry in the least. Right now even her tone seemed to spur him on more. Stealing one more kiss before she lifted away, he made a questioning noise only for his eyes to widen as she more or less thrust her chest in his face.

Biting his lip, he watched obediently as she slowly unhooked her corset and made a small gasp as he got a front row seat much to the envy of thousands as she carefully dropped the corset to the side. Much as he wanted to just pull her in and let his tongue graze over the fair skin and pink nipples; Sonico had some aim here and being patient after all she did for him was the least he could do.

This did not stop him from making an almost pitiful noise as she pulled her chest away and raised a hand in protest. At least, until she made her grand play and he found his shaft enveloped by her velvety breasts. Biting his lip almost enough to bleed this time, he moved his hands to her shoulders once more, letting them trail slowly up her neck to her face where he playfully pressed on her cheeks for a moment and fell into lightly stroking them with his fingertips.

"Sonico, my dear; how did you find out exactly what I like~?" He asked in a teasing tone, never expecting such from her.

[sonicosuper]

As far as Sonico was concerned, he could keep making noises as much as he liked; they were exciting to hear and told her that she really was doing everything right. She smiled up at him as he touched her face, eyes bright when he confirmed that this was something that he liked. "Really? It is?" She was so delighted to know she had done the right thing and that was clear in her enthuasiastic expression.

From where she was sitting, Sonico was too far away for a kiss to his lips, so instead she leaned to kiss the end of her length instead, just a small, fleeting affectionate peck. Then she pushed with her hands and began to work her breasts up and down around him, eyes shifting from the display at her chest then to his face to check she was doing it right.

[cursed_analysis]

It was hard to do much else other than appreciate how much she brightened the room with her sudden upswing in mood, and he nodded at her question, working his fingers into her her hair gently now, content to lightly massage.

Gasping hotly at the simple peck, he was tempted to ask for more, but held the urge back as he shivered visibly from the stimulation. "Have you done this before, dear?" Asking with a teasing lilt, he moved a hand to tap her gently on nose with a grin, watching her with interest. "Though, you might have an easier time if it was a little wetter." Pointing in the direction of his bedroom, he cleared his throat. "I do have some lube." Though now he regretted not getting around to asking for her favorite flavor as that was fun in and of itself sometimes.

[sonicosuper]

If he wanted more then she would have given him more, happily, lacking as she is in any kind of experience or knowledge of how to do these things. When he tapped her nose she paused what she was doing, and an embarrassing realisation dawned across her face as he said it, reddening at the mention of lube. How had she forgotten that part? It sounded like it was pretty important too. It was embarrassing, but more than that Sonico felt she had been a bit of a let down. Her hands let go of her breasts, and her eyes gazed up at him, hopeful that they could remedy the situation. "Oh... Should I...get it? Or will we move to the bedroom...?"

[cursed_analysis]

Now feeling almost guilty with how downcast her expression is, he leaned forward slightly, pulling in her in for another kiss.

"You're just fine~ I was merely thinking selfishly." Pressing another quick peck to her lips, he nuzzled his nose lightly against hers, taking in her scent with a small sigh. "Ah, we can move to the bedroom, it would be rude of me to send you there by yourself." Unable to stop himself completely, his hands moved to cup her breasts, making sure to brush her peaks delicately with his fingertips.

"I could carry you, if you'd like, dear."

[sonicosuper]

His kisses made her feel much better, and that all had not been lost. Besides, her knees had started to get quite sore on the floor so she didn't mind a little break - not that she would admit that. When he nuzzled close, Sonico lifted a hand through his hair and smiled, "Okay... Let's both go..." Sonico gasped as his fingers brushed over her, and had to remind herself that this was about her doing something for him, not the other way around. At least, not yet.

Sonico scooped up the robe and corset, holding them delicately. As much as being carried would be nice, Sonico had other things in mind. "That's okay, I can walk." And so she started walking toward the bedroom, using her model walk to give him something to watch.

[cursed_analysis]

Chuckling to himself at the small gasp, he finally relented and moved his hands away when she collected her belongings.

"Oh?" Being all he had time to say in response to her statement on walking, he remained seated, staring openly at the woman as she crossed over to the door. Something to watch, indeed. Clearing his throat, he buttoned his pants hastily to make it easier to get into the bedroom and moved over to his bedside table, sitting on the edge of his bed and opening the drawer, producing a small bottle and resting it on the tabletop before shutting the drawer.

Though only briefly as he picked up the bottle to examine it. "Remind me, Sonico; you don't dislike apple, do you?" Asking that seemingly out of place question, he finished unbuttoning his shirt and slipped out of it, letting it drop on the floor while he turned to watch her with interest.

"I ask because this is flavored, and all I seem to have, at the moment. If you do not, I know another way to moisten things~"

[sonicosuper]

Sonico didn't really know how to respond to the bottle he produced from his bedroom drawer. She wondered why he had it, how often he used it, even if there was someone else he used it with. She just looked at the bottle, feeling strange now standing in such few items of clothing. "Apple? No. I like apple." It wasn't clear to her why he was asking that either. But she was distracted anyway in watching him remove his shirt.

She sat down on the bed next to him, instinctively putting a hand on his upper arm as she looked between him and the bottle in interest, "Well... What way do you like best? We should do that one!"

[cursed_analysis]

Currently, no, but he did like things just in case; he was the type to try planning ahead. Though he couldn't really say he ever planned for this.

"Oh dear? What way I like best?" He repeated the question to her and leaned to steal a quick kiss. "My favorite would be if you used your mouth, dear." He kept his tone light, as this certainly felt like he was pushing her for limits she might not be ready for. Reassuringly he moved his free hand up to her hair, running his fingers through it slowly.

"You don't have to push yourself. I appreciate you in your entirety, Sonico."

[sonicosuper]

Sonico really appreciated his tone and his approach to this conversation - it certainly made things a little easier for her. She smiled at his kiss, then nodded with a blush as he suggested that she use her mouth. It absolutely had been something she has considered, and though she believed that most men really enjoyed that, Sonico knew that Arro wasn't most men, and with that was the possibility of different sexual tastes.

With his last comment, Sonico laughed softly out of sheer delight at how sweet and patient he was being. But there was no need for them, which she attempted to prove by placing a firm hand on his chest, and a firm kiss on his lips that became quickly more urgent and passionate than she had perhaps at first intended.

[cursed_analysis]

She was right of course; his tastes ran both concurrent yet perpendicular to most men's tastes. This though? This was a simple, and for various reasons, quite rare treat.

Finding himself cowed, if only slightly by her hand on his chest, and the silent command in it, he returned the kiss, moving a hand to the small of her back before letting his nails drag down over one hip. Playfully, he tugged at the thong before cupping her plush rear, but tried to keep from directing her too much. So far she had surprised him enough that he didn't dare disrupt her focus any more lest he be setting the pace, and to a degree that worried him.

[sonicosuper]

Not distracting her is definitely a good idea. The soft moan and shudder she gave as his nails moved over her skin, the feel of his hand on her skin... It was almost too much. But no, this time she was in control and not supposed to just give herself over to him. So, instead, she pushed that hand against his chest to lower him down onto the bed.

Sonico crawled to on all fours to his waist, getting back to where they had been before. She was even unaware of the fact she was licking her lips as she removed him again, and wasted no time in putting her lips around him. Her tongue swirled around him, with her main aim to get him wet enough.

[cursed_analysis]

Making a soft noise as he felt himself pushed down, he gazed at the woman and gripped his sheets in anticipation while she tantalized him more still. Biting down on his lip to keep from commenting, he instead moaned loudly as she took him into her mouth. Releasing his sheets, he reached down to run his hand through her hair again.

"I didn't realize you were this talented, Sonico," He whispered, continuing to alternate playing with her hair and lightly working his nails along her scalp while he watched, almost mesmerized by the show. There was a lot more he wanted, and she was making it harder to control himself, but this pace was perhaps best.