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[He'll continue to insist upon the mask, so it looks like Suzaku will be maintaining the illusion that a measly pair of cuffs can hold him for a while longer.]

Only as badly as you do.

[Impressive how getting roughly fucked into doesn't startle Julieta right off his cock, though that's knowledge Suzaku already possesses. He feels free to continue bucking up into her, albeit not as roughly.]

[ He wouldn't be wrong that she wants it too. She's not good at hiding that. It feels good when he thrusts into her like that. Her lips part as her back arches. Then she wants more and starts moving herself in a way that seems to feel right even if she hasn't really done it like this before. She holds onto his shoulders for stability as she picks up speed. ]

It's just... a means to an end.

[There's no reason to willfully hold herself back from what she wants, is there? Suzaku's been hospitable enough, he thinks, given the situation. He's never known modesty as any reasonable human does, but if that's what holds Julieta back now, he has shamelessness to spare.]

Then pursue that end.

[Suzaku matches her speed, though he's clearly angling himself to strike at sensitive places, and he'd certainly know where to find those. Coincidence, really.]

[ She's learned a lot about herself in a short time. It's not as difficult as she thought. There's nothing so complicated about this when there's no emotional attachment. That's where things get messy and she would like to avoid that. In a way that makes him ideal. She reaches down in an attempt to hold his hips in place so that she can get to those spots herself. ]

Stay still.

[Another chuckle at that– fine, he'll keep still, but only for a time. Suzaku isn't inclined to follow orders from many, but out of politeness and his bias towards cute girls like Julieta, he'll behave himself for now.

...though, don't begrudge him for stretching his crossed legs out just a little wider, forcing Julieta's to open in turn. He's being given dinner and a show, isn't he? Let him enjoy it to its fullest.]

[ She likes being able to go slow and shallow at times before bringing her hips down on him. Some variety keeps her interested. Now with her legs spread further everything is in view. She can see her swollen clit and reaches down to circle a finger around it. As much as she enjoys this it's difficult for her to reconcile the image she has of herself as a soldier with the sounds she's making. ]

[Meanwhile, Suzaku's struggling with exactly none of this. He's easily pleased on a good day, but Julieta is downright rewarding him and he has no reason to complain, though he'd really love to lend a hand.]

Still intent on keeping me still?

What did you have in mind?

[ She could easily be content like this until she's finished, but she's warming up to him. They're allies so she feels comfortable enough giving him a chance. She's indulged him plenty so it's his turn. Nothing's stopping her from walking away if she doesn't like it. Her pace slows as she moves her hands back to his shoulders to see what he'll do. ]

Uncuff my hands and I'll show you.

[Messing with Julieta will never cease to entertain him. Has she satisfied herself enough to lower her guard? Even if she hasn't, Suzaku looks forward to her answer, ever so gently nudging his hips up to push further into her. Stay still, was it? He thinks he'd rather not.]

[ She considers for a moment, staring him down as if she'd be able to read him behind that mask. That nudge of his cock reminds her of how good it can feel. Uncuffing him means she'll need to get off of him. Carefully she shifts herself so she can lean around to the other side of him and get to the lock. With that she frees him. ]

This had better be worth it. I want you to show me something new.

You're bossy. [Works for Suzaku. In a very limited capacity, he's fine with being bossed around.] Alright. Since you've been generous, I'll try to surprise you.

['New' is difficult criteria to meet when Suzaku doesn't know how often Julieta drops herself into the laps of strange, masked men, but nevertheless, he aims to please. How would Julieta like to be stuck up against a tree for a change? Suzaku picks her up with alarming ease and folds her back against its trunk, hands settling on her hips. It's full speed ahead, pardon the potential splinters.]

If you want my respect you have to earn it.

[ That's one thing that she still doesn't give so easily. To his credit she does consider this a show of strength and she appreciates it. Now this would qualify as different. She doesn't mind allowing him to press her up against the tree as she squeezes him between strong thighs. If her volume is any indication she's all too eager to pick up where they left off in this new position. ]

[A warm chuckle.]

I'm glad to hear it. I wouldn't expect you to easily respect a man you've just met.

[Julieta is a woman with some standards, after all, her choice in mysterious men excluded. People like her make good allies. People like her are strong enough to fight alongside him, and should the day come that Suzaku finds himself in need of allies, he'll surely call upon her.

For now, she's helping him enough as it is, her body softly curving around his own, the fit tight but not unrelentingly so. The angle allows Suzaku to draw out of Julieta fully and bury himself back in just as easily, and he knows she can handle an unrelenting pace, so he shows her no mercy.]

I'd like to see how you fight sometime.

[ She's trained herself that her body can endure quite a beating. This may not have been the intention but it helps. She needs partners that can keep up with her. Getting it over with quickly may be efficient but it isn't satisfying. This is what she likes. If he keeps it up it won't take much to push her over the edge. ]

Are you offering yourself up as my opponent?

[That's something Suzaku's been curious about– Julieta is a pilot, so it stands to reason she's had combat training. How much or how little is the question, one Suzaku pushes to the side in favor of rutting into her, hitching her legs up onto his shoulders. Flexibility is a fine bonus.]

...if that's the case, then I accept.

[Fighting Julieta in Zero's digs isn't ideal, but their prior encounter was hardly an appropriate venue for offering himself up as a sparring partner. Suzaku will take what he can get.]

[ It's a bit of a strain but she can bend that way. This position feels quite precarious. She really is at his mercy. It's reminding her of something else too but she's far too distracted to recall. She clings to him tightly. ]

Yes! Oh, that's deep...

[If Julieta thinks the positioning is precarious now, she better steady herself and hold on tight. Suzaku tugs her close and pulls away from the tree entirely, bouncing her on his dick.

Her weight is negligible compared to much of what he's had to carry and lift in the past. If he truly felt like it – if Suzaku were entirely shameless and not just mostly shameless – he could walk around while wearing Julieta on his cock.

The thought has him chuckling. Suzaku would never, but he does have something of an exhibitionistic streak. Not at all shocking, considering where they are, though Suzaku has every reason to be mindful of their surroundings. Letting Julieta catch him was intentional, but Suzaku isn't keen on giving himself away.]

What do I get... if I win?

[ Being taken away from the stability of the tree has her concerned. Now he's just showing off. She would very much not like to be carried around like this. But she would like him to keep giving it to her like this. It's just too good. What started with him in handcuffs and her in control now has her feeling like something of a plaything in his hands. She may have underestimated him. ]

...if you win?

[Pardon him, was this supposed to be a competition? Suzaku supposes it could be, supposes he should probably reward Julieta for enduring the very brusque thrusts of his hips when most would be urging him to slow.

Suzaku considers what the terms of their little battle might be as he tucks into the woods and lays Julieta flat along the ground. Would it not be fair to say he's already won this match handily? Hm.]

You'll get another chance to 'fight' me. Provided you keep our encounter a secret, I'll allow you a shot at revenge.

Are we talking about sparring or...

[ Honestly it's not the easiest the carry on a conversation when she's being fucked this hard. That rough thrusting is exactly what she needs. It's a relief to be on the ground. Her moaning borders on a cry as she can feel her entire body overwhelmed. Just a little further. It's true, this one certainly does go to him if they're counting it that way. ]

Decide for yourself what I mean. [A pause. A long, shivery breath.] ...I'll be your partner either way.

[Evidently, conversation's gotten difficult for Suzaku to maintain as well. His focus is nevertheless on getting Julieta off first before himself, and to that end, he's trussed up her legs so each sweep of his cock forces it up against her g-spot.]

Go ahead and let yourself go. You have nothing to prove to me– you're plenty resilient.

[ She would never admit to needing anyone's permission but it does have an effect on her. All that tension she had been holding in is released. Her arms fall to either side of her, palms up near her face in concession. But she doesn't mind. He's proven plenty to her and has her interest for more reasons than one. Her eyes close as she gasps with pleasure. ]

[Much better– must be that mask fetish. Julieta is close, clenching up around him, but Suzaku reaches down to rub at her clit and get her closer. Go ahead and come for him– he'll be right behind her.]

[ It's just enough. She feels everything intensely as he rubs her clit and thrusts into her. With her climax she lets all her inhibitions go. She can enjoy this without shame. It's all part of discovering what feels good to her. He seems to know so well. This must be a man with some experience. ]

[With all his inhibitions intact, Suzaku is kind enough to spare Julieta's uniform the same treatment he'd shown it before, pulling out and letting his cum spill out over her bared thighs instead.

Sitting up, he digs into his pocket and pulls out a handkerchief, handing it to her.]

Here. Unless you'd be cruel enough to make me clean up after my own mess.

[Behind the mask, Suzaku's softly chuckling.]