Promises, Promises
(Part 2 of a Date mini fic trio inspired by my this post)
Just the Tip
A/N: I slipped 2 anime references into this one! Yell in the tags if you figure out which ones they are! (answers will be in my tags!)
CW: no specifically gendered language used in the text, but reader is wearing a skirt for work and has a vagina/descriptions like "cunt" and "pussy" used.
Keeping underwear, oral (m giving), squirting, hair pulling, palming through fabric, no protection/pregnancy scare mention, suggestion of anal, just the tip consent--but Date pushes all the way in without permission, thighjob/intercrural sex, coming on partner's skin, and good aftercare + cleaning up.
"Alright Aiba, everything's ready, give it a try."
Date held out a hand for his aiBall companion and gave her a ride down to your desk, where you had set up a small chair, light, and books (her size) to read. You had specifically made sure to put together one with unique insects, Aiba's favorite topic.
"Mmmhmmm." Aiba hopped into the chair and kicked her gummy bear feet, settling in.
Date grinned over at you, his eyes crinkling up into half moons. "I had Pewter make Aiba something special too." Reaching into his jacket, he pulled out a small box, opening it and handing what was inside to Aiba. "Try them on~"
Tiny headphones!!!! So cute!!
He glanced over at you as Aiba slipped them on and picked up the insect book nearby. "Pewter made sure if she has them on that she doesn't hear noises around her~~"
"Oh?~"
You knew exactly why Date had requested noise cancelling...
He had taken you up on the offer of figuring things out, visiting your office casually every day since the party. He usually brought snacks and drinks for a quick break before heading out on missions. And while you hadn't gone any further than making out in the stacks before, Aiba had given him a stern lecture afterwards, not appreciating being roped into Date's horny shenanigans.
"I was thinking we could test just how good they are~" Date grinned, slipping his jacket off and laying it over your office chair.
"Well... Pewter owes me anyway for staying tonight while the system updates. Weren't you supposed to be here for a file?" You shrugged off your cardigan, laying it on top of his jacket and slipping a finger under his harness straps that held his eVolver.
"The file can wait a few minutes, don't you think?~" Date grinned, slipping the harness off and laying it on the chair as well.
Glancing over at Aiba who was happily buried in her bug book, you nodded, taking his hand after and pulling him to a private corner a few rows deep. Back here there were mostly reference books instead of evidence boxes (and less liability if books got damaged vs things from cases).
His hands immediately found your chest, lips meeting your neck as you moaned, leaning back into the shelves.
"Ah, Date~"
Reaching for his shirt, you tugged the hem out from his pants, sneaking a hand under to feel his skin as both your breaths grew faster, panting as heat spread between you.
"I want..." He panted between neck kisses, pinching at your nipples through your shirt. "I want to eat you out." Dropping to his knees, he held your thighs in his hands, pressing his head to the fabric of your work skirt. "Please."
Heat rushing to your cheeks, you met his eye, the other closed with Aiba missing. His gaze was desperate, pleading, begging, hands already pushing up the fabric separating him from you. Nodding yes, you watched him bunch the fabric at your hips, trying to get a finger under your underwear but slipping with his gloves still on.
The moment's tension broke with nervous giggles from you both, Date finally taking his gloves off and shoving them in his pockets. "Let's try that again~"
Hooking his index fingers into your waistband, he worked your underwear down your legs, also tucking it into his pockets "for safe keeping~"
Kissing reverently up your thighs, Date hovered over your pussy, breathing in your scent and breathing out a cool breath, sending a chill through you with the wetness already there.
Arching your back, you gripped onto Date's hair, pulling him to you as he surrendered to your encouragement. He wasted no time, eating like a man who had been without food for a week; drinking like a man stranded in the desert without water.
You were grateful Aiba couldn't hear either of you... Between your moans, Date's messy slurping, and the way your cunt leaked for him, responding to his fingers inside you and his lips on your clit, you knew you would never hear the end of it.
Both a bit unpracticed when it came to each other, you gave Date instructions, grabbing onto his hand to help him find the right angle. When you finally squirted, he wore a devilish smile, leaning in to push you further, latching his lips onto your clit.
Slipping the back of your hand over your mouth, you squeezed your eyes shut, focusing on riding out his maddeningly slow kisses. You gripped Date's hair harder, tugging at the roots and invoking his name like a prayer as your first orgasm washed over you.
Date pulled back, cock obviously hard through his work slacks, grinning at the results of his efforts. Seeing you come undone for him: hair and outfit disheveled... shaking and panting hard... It was more than enough to stoke his own desire and he palmed himself gently through the fabric, pulse racing as the pressure gave him some relief.
Biting his lip slightly, he looked up at you again, wondering how far he could take this.
Having calmed down a bit, your head cleared enough to return his stare. You took in his own state of disarray: shirt pushed up to show off his stomach, slacks tenting, fighting to keep his breaths even.
"Date..."
He shut his eyes for a second, still grinding into his palm, listening to your voice.
"Do you need help?"
His eyes flew open, nodding yes, and undoing his belt buckle, then stopping mid-action. "I. I don't have any protection. I. Wasn't expecting. To get this far." He laughed, finishing undoing his belt buckle and standing up.
"To be honest, I wasn't either." You laughed too, finally stepping out of your skirt as Date dropped his pants and slipped down his dark briefs. Your breath caught as you finally saw the full extent of his hardware, his hand wrapping around his cock and giving a few casual strokes, size growing even more.
oh shit... fuck,,,
Nervous, you awkwardly tried to break the tension. "You know they say you should always keep a condom in your wallet... For. Good luck. Or something..."
Breath running ragged, Date leaned in close, pulling your palm over to give him a hand while spreading your legs with his knee.
"Good luck, huh?~~"
Whimpering softly, you gripped onto his cock and gave a few experimental strokes.
"Something like that~"
Hungry for his skin on yours again, you kissed Date, shoving your tongue into his mouth and finding no hesitation or resistance. Truth be told, this man was just as much of a horndog as you were. Releasing the tension built between you was so delicious.
"Please..." Date pulled away, panting. "Just. The tip. I need to feel you."
Breath catching, you considered his proposition. No protection and no birth control. You were skirting dangerous territory now...
"You have to promise to pull out..."
He broke into a grin. "I will. I will."
"You know precome can get you pregnant too..." You glanced down at the fluid leaking from Date's tip, squinting as if to see if there was any leftover sperm mixed in.
"It'll be fiiiiine. I'll pay if we need to fix anything after." Done talking, Date turned you around, pulling at your hips so your ass was out towards him. "I could just put it in your ass if you're so worried about getting pregnant~"
"We don't have lube!"
"Worried about the details, huh??~~ Alright, just the head. Relax for me."
Cheeks warm with your bare cunt exposed to him, you breathed as he set his cock at the entrance, stretching you little by little until the tip was nestled inside.
"There. Not so bad~" Date rubbed your hips, getting used to feeling, before making small movements, notching the head in and out of you, both moaning more than you wanted too.
"F-fuck, so warm..." He learned towards your back, suddenly slipping all the way in.
"Date!!!" Gripping onto the shelf, you shuddered as he stopped, cock fully resting inside you. "You promised. Pull out!"
"I will. Just wanted to feel all of you. Doesn't it feel nice??~" His face was close to your ear, kissing down your neck again and slowly grinding inside you. "M'not there yet, don't worry."
Reaching around you, Date found your clit again, rubbing gentle circles just to feel you clench around him. Biting down on the space between your shoulder and neck, he gave a few more thrusts, then finally pulled out, leaving you empty and wanting.
The slick from your cunt dripped as his still-aroused cock rested between your thighs. He pushed your legs closer together, slicking between them to help finish, bumping into your clit with every thrust. "This okay?"
You nodded, keeping your legs tight and leaning into his thrusts, feeling his hand reach under your shirt to grab at your chest while he chased his release. Leaning back into his chest, you closed your eyes, savoring the pleasure your were experiencing.
"Fuck! Iku! Iku!! (I'm coming)."
Slipping out from your thighs, Date came all over your ass, finally spent. Letting his cum drip down your thighs, Date admired his work, wishing he could take a picture for later. You stood there, still very exposed, trying to make sure your work top didn't get dirty.
"Can you help clean up? Hard to reach back there."
"Oh, right! Shit, uh." Looking around he searched for something to clean, then remembered the tissues at your desk. "Hang on!" Wiping off the tip onto your already-dirty cheeks, Date hurriedly re-dressed and ran to the front, looking for the tissues.
Aiba glanced up, scanning him with thermo and seeing his body heat was way up. "Date??"
"I'll be right back!! Stay there!"
Grabbing the dog-shaped tissue holder, he ran back to you, wiping at the cum before it got too tacky. "I'm sorry, I didn't even think it through!"
"I don't think either of us was thinking very much!~" You giggled, standing up more and more as Date cleared your skin.
He sighed, holding the spent tissues. "We should probably go wash it in the bathroom, it's still kinda sticky."
Handing your skirt over, Date waited for you to get dressed, and then snuck past Aiba again with you (to her protest) and into the bathroom. Running the water until warm, Date wetted a hand towel and pushed your skirt up again, giving you flashbacks to a few minutes ago.
Dabbing at your skin, he re-warmed it twice more, making sure you were completely clean and sanitary. "There. All better."
You wetted another towel and reached for his face, wiping down around his mouth. "Aiba would probably notice if you had any slick left over..."
He nodded, cheeks flushing, and let you work.
"I have gum back at my desk if you want some."
Date nodded. "I'll take you up on that. S'pose I should get some protection before next time."
You giggled, putting the towel into the dirty pile. "There's a next time?~"
He beamed, slipping his arms around your waist. "I mean... I hope there will be..." Kissing your forehead, he played with your hair for a moment, more hesitant than ever to leave. "This was nice."
"Yeah. It was really fun... Be safe tonight, okay?"
"I will." Letting you go, he walked back to the archive, holding your hand in the corridor.
"Oh!!! Your file. Don't forget it! Ah, and your jacket!" Slipping the folder and overcoat onto the counter, you smiled up at him.
"Right!!!"
Aiba interrupted, her headphones sitting in the chair and gummy bear form waving her arms. "Date!!!! What in the world took you so long??? Why are you so warm???" Glancing at you, she paused. "You're both burning up!"
"Aiba, don't worry about it. We have to head out now. Say thank you for the reading nook and let's go."
"What??" Aiba protested until Date directed a stern gaze in her direction and she stopped, bowing. "Thank you for the reading nook. I had fun."
Holding out his hand, Date returned Aiba to his eye socket and walked out of the office, feeling the neural link re-establish.
Aiba was in his head again.
Date I cannot believe you actually had sex in the archive.
Crap. Did the headphones not work?
You forget I can read your thoughts... BTW, your gloves are in your pants pockets. And... UNDERWEAR????
I'm telling Pewter to patch the mind reading out the next chance I get!
