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Every time the thought of Shu holding you entered your mind, you felt your heart beat harder and faster. He approached you slowly, a loosely fitted garment of white decorating his milky skin. His blouse flowed in the breeze of the unlatched window, teasing you with glimpses of the supple form it haplessly concealed underneath.
You stood still, waiting for him to approach you further. You felt as if you were frozen in time, too mesmerized by his absolute beauty to make the first move. As if pleading for a kiss to break your spell, all you could do was tilt your head upwards as he drew in closer to your visage.
Shu's sharp eyes and enticing smile drew you in, making him seem like a beautifully mischievous fox-faced spectre. He charmed you, offering his hand forwards with curling fingers. Shu was so captivating that your mind felt cloudy, so much so that it appeared as if he was floating towards you.
If it wasn't for how resonating his voice was, you would have been stuck in a trance like a feather drowned in honey. Your lover's voice, velvety and rich, awoke your senses to heed him. Though above all you admired how pleasantly familiar it was as he made a request of you.
"Won't you dance with me?"
Following the cue of your inviting smile, the apparition of a man rested one hand at the small of your back and cradled your face in the other. Together you steadily swayed as Shu hummed a quiet tune.
You felt so comfortable in the moment as he guided you onto the bed. Laying you down, Shu kneeled, draping his swan-like form above you with elegant arms guarding you in. He looked deep into your eyes with parted lips, observing your slightly tense expression as he surrounded you.
He lovingly kissed your forehead, then both of your cheeks, then each side of your neck. Barely stopping, he retraced his caresses backwards, finally lifting his head back up to kiss your awaiting lips meekly. With a voice smooth as silk, he admired how breathtaking you looked in this moment.
"Mon trésor, your beauty is second to none. Just by looking at you, I cannot contain this warmth that has come to me..."
Shu was remarkably extravagant in his words. What would be his purpose as a lover if not to compliment his cherished one to the high heavens? When it came to romance, Shu was quite a simple lover, preferring domestic activities and the tranquility of silently enjoying each other’s presence. He matched your personality in that sense, if not for his need to be recognized in the world for his art, he’d have gladly agreed to go into hermitage with you alone long ago.
Simply observing his often restrained acts of intimacy would never be able to suggest the level of praise he showered you in regularly. At first, Shu was slow to such intimate touch. But when he did gain such confidence to take care of you in bed, he was as loving in his actions as he always was in his words.
Trailing a fingertip along your exposed collarbone, Shu helped you remove your blouse and silk camisole. He continued down to undress you of your skirt until he reached the delicate lace of your undergarments. Bared nipples perking under the cool air, you held your breath as you anticipated Shu's touch. Time slowed, his careful movements being so gentle in contrast to your shallow, erratic breaths.
He first unbuttoned and did away with his top afore you as you watched with bated breath. Swiftly unfastening his belt, he removed his tailored pants before discarding them to a decorative chair.
Soon after, he deftly removed your cream-coloured panties, the graceful dance of his fingertips on your skin stopping only momentarily. As he took in your exposed form at its most unguarded state, a melodious sigh escaped his wet lips.
"L'amour de ma vie, I cannot begin to describe your beauty. Let me show you how much love I have for you... I feel it overflowing within me. Laisse-moi t’embrasser."
After another swift nod and a faint 'please do,' from you, Shu pressed a chaste kiss onto your lips and continued where he left off at your neck. His soft lips slowly trailed kisses down your figure, sparking a fiery blaze with each lingering caress. Feeling emboldened, Shu kissed each of your nipples, licking over each one slowly. As he sucked gently on your right nipple, he teased the other with his fingertip.
Eager to give attention to the rest of your body, Shu kissed down the skin of your abdomen. Biting your lip as you awaited his arrival at your most delicate area, you felt your skin grow more sensitive as his pecks drew closer.
Approaching the tender place between your legs, Shu felt his own arousal grow stronger. His body felt hot as the burning desire to pleasure and devour you clouded his mind. The way the rose-haired man looked at you with such intense admiration yet such unutterable lust made your mind replay the blasphemous scenarios you've always dreamt about re-enacting with him. Though not your first time together, your imagination ran wild with different ways in which he had yet to touch you.
Your lavender-eyed lover paused above your core, looking up at you for permission. With a small nod, your wide-eyed expression relaxed, welcoming him into you.
Shu gave you a tender smile before lowering his head into your sacred space, brushing your clit lightly with a kiss. With a final lick of his own parted lips, he commenced with a few slow, long strokes from your entrance to your clit. He circled it with a slow pace and steady pressure. Winding up the tension in your core, he started lapping at your wetness with a vigour akin to a starved man.
Rolling his tongue around the nerve, he spread your lower lips wider to thrust his tongue inside you deeper and deeper. You squirmed, gripping the sheets to makeshift handles as he spread your legs even further apart to accommodate his sweeping muscle. He suctioned your clit with his rose-bud lips, flickering over it with such energy.
You let out a small sound, comparable to a half-moan and half-giggle as you considered the position he was in right now. You loved this man so much as he did you, though everything considered, it would stun those closest to him by his absolute determination to perform such a depraved act.
Here he was. The Shu Itsuki, the prideful, composed, astonishingly refined leader of Valkyrie, sovereigns amongst idols. Earnest and uncompromising in daily life, the very same man was so enthralled by you that your presence inspired every fibre of his being. You, of whom he felt it only natural to kneel before such radiance, who would deign to reveal to his naked eyes your pure, unguarded form.
He, who thought you nothing short of extraordinary, believed himself not yet worthy of your radiant soul and kind eyes which you readily shared with him. You willingly laid your graceful form bare, claiming the title of the sole being who could have the Shu Itsuki in all his glory, submissively kneeling beneath you and making out with your pussy like he had never been desperate for another thing in his life.
In times like this, his powerful voice was temporarily silenced and was used no longer to inspire the masses, but to express how truly and thoroughly he appreciated having his head between your legs. Desperate to please you and reaffirm his gratitude, the amount of passion he showed you each time you allowed him purchase in your sacred space, he nearly convinced you that you tasted nothing short of ambrosia.
Shu scissored a dextrous finger into you, soon after adding another, trying to release more of your sweetness onto his welcoming tongue. He kept his eyes closed, tonguing your pussy until you were nearly undone. The thrashes of his excited tongue strikingly contradicted his stern facial expression.
Even with his forehead wrinkled, Shu's features seemed lovingly sculpted on. His face reflected such piercing beauty, with upturned brows, narrow eyes, and a sharp nose. Though just below his high cheekbones sat a pair of rounded, soft cheeks and plush pink lips, adding an element of "cuteness" to his appearance, you would say.
The same man who was intimidating to many by a sole facial expression was, to you, as frightening as a simple house cat. Though harsh, sometimes leaving marks with clawed nails, such lovable beasts craved their owner's affection above all else. Similarly, you desired nothing but to keep him by your side and pet him all day.
Brows remaining knitted, Shu didn't dare make eye contact with you, rather opting to keep his eyes down amidst cheeks stained bright red. Under the layers of his intense personality, Shu remained true to the demure man he always was underneath, evident by his cautiousness in such vulnerable moments.
It was only when you closed your eyes, overcome by the pleasure of your impending orgasm that he looked back up to view your heavenly expression. He admired the same expression that his very own mouth and fingers had masterfully brought you to, as if he had painted it on himself. He felt proud of his work, though not yet satisfied until you were thoroughly wound up and singing his name with splendour.
Encouraged to intensify your beautiful moans, Shu curled his fingers, pressing into that provoking spot inside of you. Building upon the sensation, he continued sucking around your clit to push you over the edge even more. You felt yourself coming completely undone, enveloped in tingles and warmth as he breathed out.
"That's it, ma chérie, come for me,"
Clearly affected by your debauched state, Shu began to unconsciously rut his hips forwards into the mattress.
Breathlessly repeating his name like an airy melody, your body twitched towards him as your eyes fluttered back. You couldn't miss his hum of pleasure as he continued to savour your arousal, leaking cock straining in his underwear as his sensitive tip rubbed against the sheets.
It was easy for Shu's creative mind to visualize the uncontrollable clench of your walls around his fingers instead milking his solid length out of every last drop of his release.
'Such impure thoughts,' he scolded himself mentally. Though he wanted to make love to you so badly, Shu was almost too impatient to revel in a pool of your combined juices until you both met release together.
After nearly cumming in his pants at the imagery of you in his shameless thoughts, Shu sucked his fingers clean. He opted to wipe his chin, sticky with your slick, off with a handkerchief as you took several deep breaths and reluctantly found your bearings.
As your pulse steadied you looked down, noticing the blushing man with averted eyes and a large wet spot on his underwear. Aware your gaze was now focused on his embarrassingly stiff lower half, Shu rolled his eyes with a small huff.
“Tu sais que j’ai envie de toi... don’t look so surprised.”
Embarrassment quickly replaced by desire, the stubborn male replaced your position to lay back into the pillows himself. Hands massaging into your waist, he gazed towards your plump lips. The parted rose buds were swollen and wet with your saliva, and with his eyes he beckoned for you to sate his thirst. Shu's hands held you tighter in place atop him, lithe fingers tracing patterns onto your skin, inviting you in deeper.
The thin material of his undergarments did nothing to shield you from the ever-growing length pressing into your core, twitching as if begging permission for its bittersweet torture to end by sheathing itself within you. Bothered that his lower half was sending the embarrassing message for him, he spoke for himself.
"You mystifying being... how do you make me of all people desire such carnal sensations...? " Shu huffed, failing to subdue a smile. "It is beyond me, your troublesome ways."
You laughed and leaned in to capture his lips with yours. With half-lidded eyes, Shu met you halfway in the bewitching haze of a sinful dream.
Parting from a breathless kiss, you ushered to continue as you teased his pink cockhead between your legs with your fingertips, eliciting a click from Shu's tongue and a pout. You smiled, knowing how much your boyfriend loved being teased often drew out foreplay but that he was much too restless for that now.
Deciding to be a bit more bratty, you used his cock to trail a long stroke from your entrance to your clit, spreading your wetness even more. Your boyfriend sighed, growing restless at how selfish you were being with him when he needed to feel all of you right this instant.
Your clit twitched from the self-imposed edging as you released a silent moan. You sent Shu a teasing simper as you finally positioned his pulsating length at your entrance. Pushing yourself onto his length was no difficult task, your slick pussy was more than willing to accept all of him inside you.
Shu laid his slender hands on your hips, guiding you even further onto him. A pleased sigh released from your throat, the stretch of your darling's pretty cock was always such a welcome feeling.
As the two of you made one, Shu closed his eyes and rested his head onto your shoulder. His psyche succumbed to the pleasurable tight, hot feeling of being encompassed by your clenching walls. Though his head was pounding and his body felt like gelatin, Shu felt compelled to raise his head and once again marvel at his most precious jewel. He couldn’t help but ponder the work of art laid before him. Eyes sparkled in wonder, he thought to himself.
'What a picturesque sight my love truly makes.'
Meeting his eyes with a deeply loving gaze to ensure Shu was ready, you began to find your rhythm. You lifted your hips up and down, sheathing and unsheathing yourself upon him.
The pace was completely in your control, your tight walls nearly stunning the opinionated man silent. Shu's only options were either to latch onto you or lay back and take everything you had to give. through the fogginess of his mind his only option was to claim some agency through his words, albeit slurred.
“Ma belle..." he sighed. "How eager you are today..." Shu teased you breathlessly.
Clenching in response to his teasing tone, you rolled your eyes, unable to hide a little smile. Shu was adorable, and of course you were more than eager for him. That aside, you knew his taunts were empty, as he seemed nearly fucked out after he was halfway in. (Not to mention how he nearly came from eating you out. )
Resting your hands on Shu's chest, you brushed your fingers lightly over his nipples. They hardened instantly as Shu leaned into you, drawn to your touch. The poor man just couldn't get enough of you.
Regaining some composure, Shu started to thrust upwards into you. Feeling more of him deep inside, you could no longer hold in your moans.
"Mm, Shu, just like that, my love..."
Shu reveled in your praise as you let him take the lead. He began to increase his pace with his hands upon your hips, bouncing you up and down, rutting you back and forth, towards him. Arms closing in tighter around his neck, you welcomed him into you even more.
"Ah, you're so good, give me more... please..."
Heartened by your encouragement, he picked up the pace of his thrusts. Remaining powerful and steady as his breaths grew more erratic, he reached that perfect spot deep inside that triggered the build-up of a powerful orgasm to creep upon you.
You quickly kneaded one of Shu's perked nipples with the pad of your thumb, rolling it until he began to writhe towards you. A strained moan rang through his throat — he was close too. Picking up the pace as you ground your hips deeper into him, you arched your back and tried to control your breathing. You threw your other arm back over his shoulder, plush breasts pressing tightly against the smooth expanse of Shu's bare chest, his skin flushed pink.
The bed rocked steadily as you met each other halfway, Shu no longer able to think straight or consider any damage made to the wall by the bed frame. He needed more of you, succumbing to his carnal desire for your body. He felt likened to a boat in a thunderstorm, rocking back and forth, expecting to be overtaken by each passing wave.
The fervour of your thrusts placed just enough pressure on your clit, stimulating you in multiple ways. You were full — full of this man who you admired so much, who you'd do unspeakable things for. Like an intangible spirit, his zealous and consistent presence penetrated your heart and soul, and every other aspect of your life. Each time you indulged in one another was like a ritual — reaffirming your devotion to one another, in flesh and spirit alike.
You found yourself close to drowning in the pleasure he sowed, nearly losing your balance. You latched both of your arms around your lover's neck for dear life, keeping your upper body steady as your lower bodies thrusted towards each other in unison.
Shu's deep sighs drew you back in like a siren's call. Swallowing them with a deep kiss, you pressed your tongue into his open mouth. As he sucked on the wet muscle, you tasted remnants of your arousal, provoking you even further to stoke the overwhelmingly intense heat between you.
You could no longer recall where you were, nor who you were, your entire body's only mission to make love with the one you were so devoted to. All you could remember was the name of the only man who could ever make you feel this way.
The sounds emanating from the two of you approached sinful levels, the obscene squelching sounds originating from where you joined together. As Shu approached release, his moans grew more breathy yet impassioned, completely lost in the pleasure only you could bring him. Shu pleaded with you, begging for release though not asking for it directly.
"Ah, ah-! mon Dieu... please, my love! oh, you mystifying being! please, please!"
His moans, to you, were akin to the harmonies of angels as one entered heaven's gate. Though he was pleading with you, he was the one responsible for bestowing upon you such otherworldly sensations. With him you entered another state, going further and further, deeper and deeper into a tangled web of lust.
Sweat sticking hair to your foreheads, the vigour of your movements increased until you were sure you'd both be painted in bruises the next day. Though further from the truth, you felt that you could never yet feel enough of each other. You and Shu were merged in the most physically intimate way, and selfishly enough, you each wanted more.
You could curse the limitations of the corporeal form with its sinful earthly gratification. The pleasure it brought, though hot, wet, and so damn good , restricted even more pure, spiritual convergence. The tangibility of "lovemaking" was in itself its own shortcoming. Sensation bordering on obsession, you were absolutely enthralled by one another. Surely, for you and Shu, being together like this brought feelings which could not be replicated between others. Such was the lament of lovers, daresay soulmates who could never seem to grasp quite enough of each other.
Subduing the pace temporarily, Shu's grip on your waist tightened, his fingers beginning to rub tight circles onto your bud. All the sensations at once made your head feel heavy, starkly contrasting the ethereal feeling of your now weightless body.
Moaning into each other's mouths, your tongues authored the chords to the shared symphony of your passion and love. A crescendo rapidly approaching, you began to sing for him once more.
Repeating Shu's name like a prayer, you faced the familiar warmth of an earth-shattering orgasm. The heavy feeling in your head tilted your head backwards as Shu cuddled into the crook of your neck, desperate for proximity. Bracing yourself with a deep breath, you felt a wave of ecstasy overflow as your lover cried out.
"I'm close! Ah— please! come with me, (Name), my love! I need you to--ah~!"
Mumbling a vague semblance of an "mhm", your eyes rolled back as you closed any possible remaining space between you and Shu. You felt a familiar twitch, a spark sent between you and your partner that sent tingles to your core, throughout your entire body. Pure bliss washed through you both simultaneously, and with a final gasp, he released within you like an everlasting fountain, offering only to you the love which you stirred up in his core.
And you accepted it all, visage painted with a gentle, satisfied grin.
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Laying there, basking in the afterglow of intimacy, you look into Shu's hazed violet eyes. You were encompassed by his love, senses pleasantly overwhelmed by him, down to the hand caressing your face reassuring you that the sentiment was likewise.
The battered mattress stilled, patiently making way for two tangled, limp bodies to relax against one another. The bedsheets, now soaked in the two of you, were ruffled with corners undone from the mattress.
Nonetheless, their haphazard condition was incomparable to the rosy man strewn atop them — an uncharacteristically dishevelled Shu Itsuki. Laying back, he was more tranquil than ever, lips parted in a euphoric expression upon his beautiful visage, looking undoubtedly fucked-out. sighing irregular breaths, Shu paused to turn his head to the side, gazing at you.
To his unsuspecting delight, you were already observing him, his unfamiliarly rugged appearance taking your breath away.
'As pretty as a picture even after all that... my lovely boy,' you thought.
Even with words unspoken, the twinkle present in both of your eyes as you studied one another's forms spoke a million words.
Shu could never look at you enough, he thought, as his often bustling mind, vibrant with creativity, readily made way to commit this moment with you to memory. As he dwelled in the present, he traced his eyes along each curve of your face, your affectionate expression made eternal in his memory.
'How scenic, my precious dove,' he contemplated.
Noticing Shu's eyes soften further, your arms wrap around his neck once again to give him a soft kiss. With fingers tangled into tousled pink hair, you inwardly thanked whichever divine force brought such an enchanting force of a man into your life.
Satisfied, Shu plays with some wayward curls of hair at the nape of your neck, breath finally steady enough to quietly hum an improvised tune.
"My beautiful one..." you feel his deep voice reverberate from his chest through yours. Choosing to communicate through your actions instead, you graze his neck with your flushed lips in response.
Your lover hummed in tender comprehension, mutual feelings transcending words, shared solely by the two of you as you danced this endless waltz until the end of time.