couples conversing and converging (Kei and Aguri's perspective)

[NOTE: This chapter happens in parallel with perspectives from Abbie and Jake, and two voyeuristic strangers.]

Kei continued to lightly kiss the tip of Aguri's dick. She looked at it closely. She hadn't really looked at him in a while. He felt good in her hands. She put one palm against his stomach, her eyes slowly rising up his body, until they met him looking down at her.

"Like the pretty girl said, not yet." Kei kissed his cock again before sucking it, softer and gentler than before.

"When?" said Aguri.

"What?" Kei looked up again.

"When?" Aguri repeated. "I don't care about them. I want you. When can I have you?"

Kei smiled. "You have me now."

"I mean have you. I'm so tired of the fights, the routines of breaking apart and trying to glue it together again."

Kei switching from sucking to stroking, keeping Aguri erect and aroused, but at the same time, talking more seriously. She didn't want to lose the sexual fire, but this conversation was long overdue.

"In that case, my dear Aguri," she said before kissing his dick again. "Instead of pissing me off, please me."

"Please you?" Aguri laughed at the simplicity of it.

Kei shifted her position slightly to put less strain on her neck. "Yes, Aguri. Fucking pleasure me." She lowered her voice a little. "Look at these two lovers. They give and give and do not live inside their heads all the time. I watch you with her, I watch you just boom boom, bang bang, try to power through as if speed is the thing."

Aguri smirked. Kei continued.

"You do not have to be like a vibrator. We have vibrators for that. Just be a man. Just be a fucking man." Kei's attention was broken for a moment as she watched Jake move around to the other side of the bench, to her side of the bench. He stood basically next to Aguri. Kei looked up at both of them. "What will it be, mes petits copains?"

Aguri's body stiffened. He wanted Kei to himself, not to share her.

Kei rolled her eyes and let go of Aguri's dick dramatically. She reached over and grabbed Jake's cock, pulled it toward her, and sucked on him a few times. She pushed him back and looked again at Aguri. "This? Is this what you wanted?"

Aguri grunted, but had no words.

Kei implored him. "Please me, Aguri. I want it. I want you."

Her eyes remained on Aguri. He looked down at her, took a deep breath, and slowly moved around the lawn chair to stand behind Kei. Without looking back at him, but trusting that he was going to deliver something good, Kei wiggled, still propped up on her hands and knees. She closed her eyes, hoping, yearning for him to just take her, and with passion. Maybe this time, she thought. Maybe this time.

Kei slowly turned her head and watched as Jake began to fuck Abbie next to them. She admired the pair of them, the ease they found with each other. Perhaps their love is new. Or perhaps they're just more stable than we are. She smiled in spite of herself, knowing that no matter what, she and Aguri would always have the threat of volatility, even when things went well.

Before Kei could dwell on the idea any further, she felt him. He pressed the tip of his cock against her pussy, but didn't push inside her. Instead, he massaged her labia with his dick, reaching forward with his fingers to touch her clit, teasing her, toying with her.

She relaxed her body as Aguri carefully and methodically touched her. Her head fell forward. Her breathing got heavier. Aguri ran his hands across her ass, touching her skin -- no, caressing her skin, appreciating her shape. He lifted his cock again and rested it on top of her ass, nestling between her cheeks. He pushed downward, rubbing the tip against her asshole, but not inserting it. He went further, down toward the back of her labia, then leaned forward again, his hands on her hips, gripping her just above her hip bones in the soft part of her sides.

Kei arched her lower back, raising her pelvis. She was flexible enough to be able to angle herself for easier vaginal penetration in doggy style like this. She would happily take Aguri however he presented himself, but in this moment, if she were to speak her mind, she wanted him to slide into her pussy -- and without using his hands. That was the angle she aimed for.

Although Aguri was no mind reader, he saw and felt Kei's shift in position. He had fucked her enough times before to know that she would buck her hips back like this when she wanted him to fuck her from behind. Please me, she had said, the words ringing in Aguri's head. He reached forward, lovingly touching and holding her breasts, moving his hands back down her sides, and holding her hips again.

She pushed her ass back toward him. Aguri could feel that his cock was hard, harder than it had been so far that afternoon. Keeping his hands on Kei's sides, he slowly and gingerly thrust his hips forward. He could feel the end of his cock touching the folds of her labia. She was wet, welcoming, ready. He took a breath and pushed harder toward her, his dick pushing into her, through the soft outer folds, past the threshold and fully inside her pussy.

Kei exhaled with a sense of satisfaction and joy. She matched his tempo, moving slowly at first, easing him into her. Aguri felt it and worked in sync. A small smile twitched in the corner of his mouth, the first time in a while that he had really felt a spark between them. Not wanting to let it fade, they both rocked back and forth in tandem, a fairly simple and basic sexual position, but something they shared -- one single moment of truth between them.