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The first time that Yumasaki and Karisawa really got into seriously perverted hentai manga was the first time they got an idea they needed to try out.
"If it's going to be pervy," Karisawa said, holding a long strand of rope over her head, "it's gotta be shibari! Time to tie 'em up!"
Yumasaki, being often the more sensible of the two, or at least the one most aware of his surroundings, glanced around. "But, who are we going to tie up?" The two 'otaku' were in the section of their apartment they called their 'fort'. They were seated with their backs to the couch surrounded on all sides my stacks of manga and doujinshi.
"Huh." Karisawa thought about this for a split second before looking over the couch. "There's no one here but us, is there."
Of course not, because this was 'Yumasaki and Karisawa alone time'. Neither of the geeks had invited anyone else over.
Not that 'alone time' was always spent 'alone'. Sometimes they included a playmate.
Or two.
"Well." Karisawa wrapped the rope idly around her fist. "We could go find someone to play with…" Then Karisawa eyed Yumasaki, a hungry light entering her eyes. "Or! I can tie up Yumacchi!"
Yumasaki's eyes widened and he held up his hands defensively while Karisawa advanced. He could not back away, to do so might damage their precious stacks, and if he damaged the books… well, blood was okay, folded edges were not. "Wouldn't you look better tied up?" Yumasaki questioned, and when Erika was close enough he wrapped a hand around the rope and pulled her close for a kiss. Their kiss was slow, almost romantic. It was the type of kiss you saw between a guy and his gal on the better kind of midnight anime.
The rope wrapped itself around his wrists, tied into a quick knot by Karisawa's nimble fingers. "But Yumaaaaaaaacchii." Karisawa bit Yumasaki's bottom lip and tugged on it before she leaned back, "You'll look so much better in a tortoise shell pattern!" Another wrap of the rope. "I don't have the breasts for it, but Yumacchi's got a nice cock!"
"If it's going to be pervy," Karisawa said, holding a long strand of rope over her head, "it's gotta be shibari! Time to tie 'em up!"
Yumasaki, being often the more sensible of the two, or at least the one most aware of his surroundings, glanced around. "But, who are we going to tie up?" The two 'otaku' were in the section of their apartment they called their 'fort'. They were seated with their backs to the couch surrounded on all sides my stacks of manga and doujinshi.
"Huh." Karisawa thought about this for a split second before looking over the couch. "There's no one here but us, is there."
Of course not, because this was 'Yumasaki and Karisawa alone time'. Neither of the geeks had invited anyone else over.
Not that 'alone time' was always spent 'alone'. Sometimes they included a playmate.
Or two.
"Well." Karisawa wrapped the rope idly around her fist. "We could go find someone to play with…" Then Karisawa eyed Yumasaki, a hungry light entering her eyes. "Or! I can tie up Yumacchi!"
Yumasaki's eyes widened and he held up his hands defensively while Karisawa advanced. He could not back away, to do so might damage their precious stacks, and if he damaged the books… well, blood was okay, folded edges were not. "Wouldn't you look better tied up?" Yumasaki questioned, and when Erika was close enough he wrapped a hand around the rope and pulled her close for a kiss. Their kiss was slow, almost romantic. It was the type of kiss you saw between a guy and his gal on the better kind of midnight anime.
The rope wrapped itself around his wrists, tied into a quick knot by Karisawa's nimble fingers. "But Yumaaaaaaaacchii." Karisawa bit Yumasaki's bottom lip and tugged on it before she leaned back, "You'll look so much better in a tortoise shell pattern!" Another wrap of the rope. "I don't have the breasts for it, but Yumacchi's got a nice cock!"