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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Dangan_Ronpa
  Relationship:
      Maizono_Sayaka/Naegi_Makoto
  Character:
      Maizono_Sayaka, Naegi_Makoto
  Additional Tags:
      Femdom, Clothed_Sex, Smut, Dubious_Ethics, Body_Worship, Riding
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-09-14 Words: 4471
****** is it true I deserve you? ******
by starrylitme
Summary
     It was so easy. Naegi was so kind, so sweet, so soft… Getting him
     down was simple. Pressing him against the wall was even simpler once
     he was wrapped around her pinky.
     (In which Maizono and Naegi sleep together, and it's not nearly as
     fluffy and cute as it should be. Probably to Maizono, it's less love
     and more of a means to an end.)
Notes
     Written like a loooooong while back in response to the kink meme
     asking for plain Naezono smut. Somehow this happened.
     It was one of those little miracles....yeah.
It was so easy. Naegi was so kind, so sweet, so soft… Getting him down was
simple. Pressing him against the wall was even simpler once he was wrapped
around her pinky. He was red-faced, vulnerable, and almost
unbearably innocent in the way he trembled when she touched him.
“Naegi-kun…”
Her lips were almost achingly delicate and soft against his neck, her hands
just as dainty and elegant as they trailed down his chest, over his racing
heart. She was smiling, maybe, though Naegi could barely think past her sweet
perfume clouding his senses and making him dizzy.
“Naegi-kun…” Maizono whispered pleasantly in his ear, lips brushing against his
sensitive lobe. Naegi gasped, his arms trembling as his hands clinched into the
carpet. She could only giggle at the sight. “Is this perhaps…new to you?”
“A-Ah… Y-Yeah…” Naegi sheepishly admitted, gulping. Part of him was actually
surprised Maizono seemed to be far more natural at this—was that his
inexperience talking?—and that someone like Maizono would even be okay with
such things in the first place.
She was on a different level after all—a beloved idol singing melodies filled
with her earnest feelings—someone he had always admired but never imagined,
never even fantasized…
“Naegi-kun.” He perked up to see Maizono’s beautiful smile, a smile that lifted
his heart and dissipated his worries effortlessly. “If it’s you, I don’t mind.”
“Maizono-san…” Naegi’s hand rose to rest against the delicate curve of her
cheek, and she pressed into his hand with a happy sigh. Just as Naegi’s blush
spread to his ears, Maizono suddenly sprang forward and meshed her lips with
his, all while her fingers tightened in the fabric of his hoodie.
He gasped and she swiped her tongue against his lips, a gentle sound escaping
her throat and filling Naegi’s gut with warmth. He groaned, pressing back into
the kiss and keeping it almost chaste…though he shuddered when Maizono’s mouth
seemed to move against his own.
“Naegi-kun,” she murmured briefly before parting his lips with hers, her tongue
further worming inside. Naegi’s eyes jerked open but shut just as quickly,
moaning as she licked the inside of his cheek and roamed the wet orifice almost
mesmerizingly.
He could only pull her closer when her tongue rubbed against his and the two
began to press against one another, twirling around one another as his fingers
stroked reverently against her beautiful blue tresses. His eyes were closed in
ecstasy but Maizono’s remained open, pools of sapphire glimmering before
fluttering shut.
She pulled away, a line of spit connecting their mouths and her lips pulling
into another smile as Naegi panted against her. His face flushed, eyes wide and
almost wet, spit-slick mouth wide open and swollen… The sight had her smile
widening as she leaned in close again, their noses brushing together.
“You look adorable, Naegi-kun. Are you aware of that?”
“I-I…” Naegi stumbled, gasping a bit as she simply giggled.
“You don’t think so? Oh Naegi-kun…” One of her hands loosened and began to
descend down his torso as she continued to speak, “Don’t be so modest. Don’t be
so worried about me… You’ve been so helpful and so good to me… I want
to repay you…”
“Maizono-san…” he began before he realized Maizono’s hand had reached his
groin, a pianist finger trailing over the bulge and making him squirm and yelp.
“N-No, that’s… T-That’s unnecessary! Y-You don’t have to…!”
“I don’t have to dirty myself?” Maizono asked, the words exactly the ones Naegi
wanted to say but was too afraid to give voice to. He gaped at her and shook
his head anxiously, but she only giggled the concerns away and touched Naegi’s
face with her free hand. “Oh Naegi-kun, you needn’t worry about me anymore… I
only want to make you happy…”
“N-No, Maizono-san… I-I…”
“Do you not want me?” Maizono’s lips pulled into a frown and she leaned in
closer, their gazes meeting and nearly causing Naegi to drown in a sea of blue
as he stared. “Do you really find doing such a thing with me regrettable?”
“N-No!!” he blurted out, shocked and paling with unease as he shook his head a
bit more rapidly. “I-It’s not that at all, Maizono-san!! I-I… I don’t… I don’t
wantyou to do something you might regret… I-I… I could never regret you, so…”
You’re saying that so sincerely, like you really believe it and can’t think any
other way. But you’ve always been kind and earnest…
“Oh, Naegi-kun…” she sighed, shoulders slumping and averting her gaze. “You’re
just a sweetheart, aren’t you? I couldn’t have asked for anyone better in this
situation…”
“O-Oh, no,” Naegi stammered as he scratched at his cheek while looking off
towards the side with a sheepish look. “I-It’s really nothing… Someone like
Maizono-san deserves…”
His eyes widened, voice trailing off when Maizono was suddenly much closer than
she was earlier…
“Sincerity…?”
Maizono’s mouth latched onto his neck and she began to suck just as she palmed
against him—and immediately Naegi yelped. His nerves practically went haywire
from his cock no doubt eagerly responding to the delicious friction to the
pleasured buzzing that went through his head at having such a sensitive part of
his neck so wonderfully lavished. He couldn’t help but arch against her and
only moaned when Maizono sunk in her teeth.
“M-Mai—ahh—Maizono-san…” he gasped, her name breaking into a whisper sounding
like a prayer as pleasure swamped his mind despite himself. Maizono pulled
back, only fleetingly glancing towards the purple bruise marring Naegi’s skin
before lifting her mouth to his ear yet again.
“Do you really believe…” she nipped at his lobe, earning another groan as she
grasped him through his pants and had him melting like putty in her hands. “Do
you really believe I deserve that—that I deserve you, Naegi-kun?”
“M-Mmg…?” Naegi moaned but sounded a bit confused—a slight sense of clarity
through the pleasured haze Maizono shoved him under. The slightest sense that
told him something was undeniably wrong with this situation.
But…he…had no idea. Though there was something different about Maizono’s tone
of voice as she spoke to him? Something that had him blinking blearily as she
breathed.
“I…I really do want to lean on you…” There was something tighter about the
tone—something…different but not off. The wrongness was still there, but
somehow, Naegi felt it fade to where he shouldn’t worry anymore. All that
mattered was Maizono, angelic, perfect, and divine Sayaka Maizono.
She sighed, stroking him through the fabric and causing his hips to desperately
jerk into her touch as his tented pants grew even more strained. Naegi
whimpered her name, over and over, and despite the pleasure, he felt
apprehension well up in the pit of his stomach again.
“M-Maizono-san, are you sure…?”
Maizono didn’t respond at first, and only momentarily pressed her lips tightly
together in a straight line before forcing that smile yet again for what she
hoped would be the last time. “You really are kind, Naegi-kun. Aren’t you?”
Naegi trembled a bit but panted as she began palming at him again, her touches
growing steadily more careful and calculated in a way that almost had him
dazed. He felt dangerously close, and he was beginning to dislike the fabric
that only acted as an uncomfortable barrier between him and Maizono’s hand—he
couldn’t help the whine that escaped his lips when her hand stilled.
“It almost feels wet…” Maizono mused, almost softly as if intrigued before
deftly undoing his zipper and relishing in Naegi’s sigh of relief when she
pulled out his length.
It was swollen, reddened, leaking in her hand, but she gave it a squeeze all
the same, intently watching Naegi’s face as he shamelessly moaned. She pursed
her lips before smirking, removing her hand to tilt Naegi’s head up by his
chin.
“Naegi-kun,” she began, voice sugary sweet and plucking perfectly at his
strings. “Do you want to go further?”
He still seemed a bit dazed at first, so Maizono placed a hand on his knee
while the other pulled back from his chin to grab his hand which seemed to have
fallen by his side. She chuckled a bit, tugging Naegi’s hand with her own until
she rested it against her breast, making his eyes bug out in shock.
“A-Ah…!” he wheezed, face surprisingly flushing further as Maizono’s hand
coaxed him to squeeze and cause him to further stiffen. She couldn’t help but
giggle.
“Is it really that different? Naegi-kun, you don’t mind, right?”
“N-No…” Naegi whispered. He seemed hypnotized, cupping the mound and running
his thumb over it, feeling only the lace of her bra through her shirt. Maizono
released his hand but it remained, and she couldn’t help but smirk.
“Are you curious?” she purred, making the brunet perk up and flush. With ease,
Maizono pulled down her straps from under her sleeves before reaching back
behind her shirt to undo the clasp…
And pulled her bra out effortlessly from underneath. Naegi’s mouth was dry and
Maizono simply grinned before straddling his thigh, her knee brushing against
his cock and making him almost sigh with his eyes fluttering. He’s short.
Shorter than she is, but not so much so that they don’t fit well together.
Perhaps. She settles against him, wondering if he’d be able to feel her against
his thigh through his jeans. She feels a slight flare of anticipation and
apprehension but muffles it easily before it can show on her pretty smiling
face. She has to be at ease, even when Naegi’s moaning and desperate for her.
Desperate…
“Naegi-kun,” she took his hand just as it was about to fall from her chest,
grabbing the other and leading them both up her shirt against the soft skin of
her stomach. Naegi seemed undeniably speechless, almost panicking but Maizono
coaxes his hands to roam and he tentatively slides them up against her slender
form all the same.
Her bare skin is softer, suppler than he had dared to dream, and when he
reaches her chest, he can’t help but turn pleading as Maizono’s face
considerably reddens.
“P-Please, can I…?” Naegi almost begs, and she invites him with a smiling nod
accompanied by a short chortle teasing him for even asking. Naegi humbly thanks
her, and cups both her breasts with his hands, thumbs running over the
awakening buds.
They’re bigger than his hand, still growing maybe, but Naegi can’t help but
think they’re still perfect on Maizono’s doll-like frame. Especially with the
pleased look that flutters over Maizono’s features when he begins to knead at
them.
“Oh, Naegi-kun…” she sighs, her hands resting on his shoulders as she pulls
herself closer. Naegi rubs at her nipples, gently stimulating, and she whines a
bit. “A-Ah, I-I…”
Maizono reaches down between them, making Naegi flinch when she trails a finger
up his length, getting the digit wet with precum. Without another word she
presses that finger into Naegi’s mouth, teasing his tongue and making him taste
the bit of salt.
“I-It’s not too much to ask for right?” Maizono asked quietly, allowing a
degree of bashfulness creep into the question as she pulled her finger out from
his mouth and rose herself up a bit to press Naegi’s head against her chest. He
let out a sharp breath, feeling her breathe against his cheek and pout a bit.
“I-I know, it’s a bit dirty to ask…”
“No… Nothing about Maizono-san is dirty…” he murmured, somehow
understanding—maybe he picked up her usual perceptiveness—and pushed up her
uniform top. The actual sight of milky white skin had him freeze, but he forced
himself through with it, only gulping before pressing forward and pressing a
kiss right beside a rosy, puckered nipple. He took the bud into his mouth soon
after, worshipping the sensitive tip with his tongue and making her moan.
“Ooh, Naegi-kun…” she croons, stroking his chestnut brown hair with one hand
and giggling when that one unruly strand tickled against her. Naegi’s mouth and
hands are gentle as they worship her and she can’t help but delight in it.
Naegi’s so considerate—so attentive. He’d make a wonderful boyfriend, perhaps a
wonderful husband who would love and venerate his partner even if he had work.
Someone like Naegi…it would be so easy to fall into his arms and soak up the
adoration and affection he was all too willing to give with abandon.
So easy and he wouldn’t run out.
Maizono bit her lip and ground her hips down on his thigh, and Naegi simply
moaned—the sound vibrating through her skin and warming her. She felt warm, and
she also felt greedy.
Naegi-kun’s kind and sincere, isn’t he…? Saying I deserve…
“Maizono-san, I-I’m…” He clutched her tightly like she was a lifeline, and she
felt him cry out when her knee rubbed against his groin. Ahh, she stopped
touching him but…from him touching her was enough to near him to that damning
edge. She felt him with her knee, and she didn’t have to be an expert to know
Naegi wouldn’t be able to handle much more.
“I-I’m…c-close…” he wheezed, burying his face in her breasts and pulling her
closer to him, his arms practically shaking around her but still holding on
tight. Like he couldn’t bear the idea of losing her while falling off the edge.
Like he really needed her.
“Ah, I don’t want to trouble you, Naegi-kun…” she responded gently, pulling her
knee away from him even as Naegi stifled a groan against her. Maizono crooned,
cupping his face and pulling it up a bit so their eyes could meet. “If you
release now, you’ll get dirty and that’ll be so inconvenient.”
“Maizono-san?” he wondered, blinking a bit blearily. She laughed, stroking his
cheeks with her thumbs as she continued on cheerily.
“Naegi-kun, I’m sorry to ask but… Can you loosen your arms for a moment?”
He obeyed, allowing her to stand up on her feet, though for some reason,
Naegi’s expression twisted a bit. Maizono tilted her head, letting slight
concern flicker across her features but before she could ask, he…
“Are you…alright, Maizono-san?”
“E-Eh? Oh…” She lit up, her laughter like the tinkling of bells. “Naegi-kun,
you really are kind… You’re wonderful…”
“I-I…” he stammered a bit, averting his gaze shyly as she only chuckled. When
his eyes drew back towards her, she reached under her skirt and watched as
those gray-green eyes grew wide, his pupils dilating.
“As long as it’s you, I feel safe,” she purred coyly as she hooked her fingers
in her panties and began to drag them down over her legs. They were a bit wet,
and a pure white that had Naegi gulp, and she stepped out of them easily and
dropped them to the side. With them out of the way, Maizono blushed beautifully
and cooed, “As long as you’re here, Naegi-kun, I’m…not afraid…”
Naegi said her name adoringly, reaching out for her hips and leaning forward.
Maizono’s heart skipped a beat when she realized that he was aiming for another
taste—though now it’d be something new and something far more intimate.
Her thighs quivered at the idea but she stopped him before he could, shaking
her head a bit fervently. No. Naegi would end up coming, she was sure. As much
as she craved his attentive worshipping, she could hold off for now. Another
time. She’d try.
If she managed, another time. If such a thing was possible… If she had time…
“N-Naegi-kun…” she sniffled, reaching between her legs to rub against her clit
before pressing inside in front of Naegi’s wide-eyed stare. She drew out a soft
moan, slightly thankful that her fingers slid in rather efficiently. She was
wet. That’d make this easier on her.
Maizono winced as she wormed them inside, the ease slipping into discomfort and
it was beginning to feel a bit dirty but she needed…
“P-Please…” Naegi begged suddenly, snapping her to attention as he gazed up at
her, his throat almost dry. “M-Maizono-san… I-I want to…”
“Go…ahead…” she mumbled quietly, removing her fingers and lowering to where it
was easier for Naegi to be the one to slip his fingers through her folds. A
groan escaped her lips and Naegi’s breathing grew sharp.
For her, it had been awkward and near unpleasant. But there was no doubting the
look of reverence and ecstasy on Naegi’s face as he gently buried his fingers
inside—two at first, stretching with the upmost care. He even babbled a bit
without thinking, words like warm and wonderful escaping those lips as he
sighed.
“A-Ah…” she groaned herself as they pushed in further, almost with ease.
Naegi’s other hand stroked her hip, fingers running against the curve between
her back and buttocks, and he drew in closer to her, gulping.
“Maizono-san… You’re so beautiful…” Her heat sucking in his fingers, her
angelic face twisted in pleasure, her voice and scent seductive and
stimulating… Naegi felt almost heady with desire and joy. Maizono sighed, the
sound lovely against his ears and almost wordlessly pleading for him to go
further.
When had he added more fingers? Oh, did she just pulse around him? It was still
so slick, still so heated, and he couldn’t help but want…
“Naegi-kun…” she sobbed suddenly, and Naegi stared into Maizono’s flushed,
tearful face with bated breath. He wiped those tears away, cooing towards her
and her only looking pleading in a way that had his heart twisted in a moment.
“M-More, please…”
“Y-Yes,” he gasped, pulling out his fingers, momentarily mesmerized with juice
slicking them before just licking them off with another moan and gripping
Maizono’s hips again. Maizono smirked when he was distracted but begged when
Naegi met her gaze. “Maizono-san…”
“Naegi-kun,” she sighed, tentatively reaching down to grip him by the base,
keeping a coy blush on her face even as Naegi tensed a bit and continued eyeing
her adoringly and worriedly. Actually, something about that stare twisted at
her insides and made her pause. After all, it was…different than the usual
admiring starry-eyed gaze of a fan.
For the first time, she truly hesitated. And Naegi, of course, noticed and that
concern in his too kind gaze strengthened in a way that had her shrink even
more.
“Maizono-san…?” he pulled her close, meeting her wavering gaze openly. He was
still flushed with arousal, but his words were far too steady. “If you want to
stop… I…don’t want to hurt you.”
I don’t want to hurt you?
Something about that had Maizono perk up, eyes growing large like a deer in
headlights. Naegi looked a bit surprised about the change in expression, but
continued on just as frank, “Maizono-san, I’m serious. You don’t have to do any
of this.”
I don’t?
“I’m just…happy to be with you, Maizono-san… As long as I can be there for
you…” he uttered like a vow, one hand moving from her hip to cup her cheek.
“That’s all… I can ask for… I told you I’d protect you…”
That’s right… You did… You promised, Naegi-kun. That’s why I…
“No… No.” She shook her head, smiling as wide as she could and praying that for
once she wouldn’t crack. “I want this.”
I can’t let you go.
“Don’t look so worried,” she said, tightening her grip on him just the
slightest bit as she guided him to between her legs. She could feel him twitch,
and Naegi’s grasp on her tense. “I want this.”
If there was one thing she could admit, it was that there was something
beautiful about the way Naegi’s face twisted when she began to sink onto him.
He breached her and she flinched a bit—it still hurt a little but that was as
easy to hide as aching feet on stage—but Naegi was the one whimpering her
surname oh so desperately.
She eased herself onto him carefully, both for her sake and for his, sharply
glancing at Naegi’s eyes screwed shut every so often. With every sound Naegi
made, Maizono kept her lips pressed tightly together, but she retained a soft
smile just in case.
When Naegi was fully inside her, she kissed him. He eagerly pressed back almost
instantaneously, shaking and sobbing her name before breaking off into
desperate moans. Maizono only swallowed the sounds, sucking at his lips and
purring when he frantically deepened the kiss. Like a starving man inhaling his
food. Like she was feeding an addiction.
His hips jerked against hers and she hides her wince with a returning rock
against him. Naegi inhaled sharply against her, and she dug her nails into his
shoulders. If there was any pain in that, Naegi was either too dizzy with
pleasure to notice or too kind to let her notice.
“M-Maizono-san, Mai…” he murmured, voice choked up as she briefly pulled back,
lips tracing his jaw. “Maizono-san, please…”
Maizono shoved him against the wall, earning a yelp as he stared at her with
wide eyes. She didn’t explain—didn’t say a word, but smiled as she pushed
herself up and slammed down onto him.
Naegi blubbered her name in shock, stars flashing before his eyes as she began
riding him. The sounds he made were cute, almost high-pitched and rising in
fervor as she rocked her hips and pulled his length in deeper. With how she
tightened around him, how he pushed against her walls and burrowed in deep,
Naegi was in near hysterics, clinging and whimpering.
“Maizono-san, Maizono-san,” he wept, his lips dry as they moved down the curve
of her cheek. She only grunted, her teeth grinding a bit together but kept
moving, kept bouncing on his cock and there was only so much he could take.
“Ahahah,” she groaned, voice a near whisper. Her eyes rolled back a bit as she
angled her hips and managed to strike a spot that felt…nice. Naegi filling her,
Naegi sobbing for her, Naegi felt so nice. So greedily, she couldn’t help but
retain that angle to hit that spot over and over again.
“A-Ah, Naegi-kun, I-I…”
“I love you,” Naegi said, voice strangled as he clung to her. Pleasure flashed
white-hot through his body and he felt himself tightening up. He couldn’t help
but reiterate, his confession running into a mantra. “I love you, Maizono-san,
I love you, I love you…”
Maizono felt herself go cold just as Naegi fell over the edge, warmth filling
her as he sighed and laid panting against the wall. She throbbed still around
his softening length, but for some reason, she couldn’t bring herself to care.
Naegi’s teary eyes fluttered open and he smiled adoringly at her. Maizono
leaned in close and he cupped her face, stroking her hair as she pressed her
lips to his. He returned her kiss readily, moaning as her mouth caressed his
and her tongue ran over his lips. Just as he opened his mouth however, she
pulled back.
“Maizono-san…?”
“Naegi-kun… You’ll protect me, right?” Her voice wasn’t as emotional as she
wanted to be, but she couldn’t force it. But Naegi took it just as seriously,
gripping her shoulders and staring into her eyes with the upmost assurance.
“Of course. I… I definitely will. We’ll… We’ll get out of this together,
Maizono-san. I promise. I love you, Maizono-san, I won’t…”
“I believe you.” Maizono said quietly. She met his gaze, her smile small and
her cheeks a light shade of pink. “Thank you, Naegi-kun. You… You really are a
sweet guy. I…”
I could fall in love with someone like you… In fact, I may be falling
already…but…if I fall now…
I might be endangering my chance.
“I’ll get going before the other students suspect. Ah, do you want me to clean
you off, Naegi-kun?”
“N-No…!” he yelped, standing straight up and shakily tucking himself back in
his pants as she plucked her panties off the floor. Maizono flashed him a coy
look, and his blush darkened. “A-Ah… N-No… I-I’m fine, I’ll just…take a
shower…”
He could only dazedly watch as Maizono slid her underwear up her long, lush
pale legs and over her round rump. “You don’t feel…dirty?”
“There’s nothing dirty about you, Naegi-kun.” He gulped as she stood up. She
picked up her bra, humming for a bit before simply hiding it under her shirt.
“I’ll get going now.”
“O-Oh… Okay.” Naegi quickly nodded in understanding, the flush still harsh
against his face. But he stared at the floor after giving her a quick smile,
his gaze faltering and going downcast. The sight stabbed at her heart and it
was ridiculous.
“If you don’t want me to go, you should just say so. Hiding your feelings isn’t
like you, Naegi-kun.” Maizono turned to the door, keeping her eyes on the frame
for her own sake despite her smile wilting. “You’re quite easy to read, Naegi-
kun. I don’t need to be an esper or a mind reader to figure out your true
feelings… To be honest, that’s what I like about you.”
But I’m not like that. I can’t be like that. If I’m the kind of person you are…
That kind of person…
“My sister accused me of the same,” Naegi simply laughed, still supporting
himself against the wall. When she glanced towards him, she saw him rub at the
mark she left on his neck. Her lips pressed together as he continued on
blithely, “Ah, but… If you need to go, I don’t want to keep you back. I’ll see
you soon, Maizono-san.”
You’re that kind of person. Honest, patient, and selfless.  A person like that…
She flashed him a bright smile.
It’s unlikely you’ll survive.
“I’ll see you soon, Naegi-kun.”
She closed the door behind her and it wasn’t until she got to her room that she
finally just laid down. She stared at the ceiling, her expression blank and
unreadable, mind and body still buzzing. If she let her mind wander enough, she
could still feel Naegi’s too tender form in her arms and pressed against her.
Despite her better judgment, she felt warmth but she resisted the urge. Longing
won’t help her. Not here. Not now.
However, her traitorous mind latched onto one other thing that had her seize
up, her mouth dry as she forced a swallow. Not Naegi’s promise to protect her,
which she had been banking on from the start of their situation, but something
else… Something that shouldn’t have surprised her, but when she heard those
words—filled with such sincerity—she felt her world still and her body tremble.
“‘I love you,’ huh? Oh Naegi-kun…”
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