DOUBLE DAYS!  So the next two on the list are so closely related – they both involve clothing – that I’m going to combine them.  Besides, the idea I have fits for both.

So, here we go!  

Again, thanks for reading these, and I’m glad people are liking my slow corruption of Kanji and Naoto, ahahahahaha… ha… ^^;;;

Day Six: clothed getting off

Day Seven:  dressed/naked (half dressed)

Warnings:  NSFW!  But do I really need to keep saying that…?  Pervy things and pervy thoughts makes up a pervy challenge.  Also, beware of clothes and fashion and spoilers to P4G… sort of.  

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They wonder what it is about Naoto Shirogane that makes Kanji Tatsumi’s heart pitter patter against his chest.  They wonder these things because there are approximately five hundred and seventy eight thousand great things about him – then her, which adds two hundred and sixty-eight more positive notes.  

Truthfully, the main component that drives Kanji’s absolutely bonkers is the way she dresses.  

Kanji’s come to terms with the fact that he’s got a passion for fashion, as they say.  He likes to look at clothes and he especially likes making them, likes coming up with new styles and has crazy ideas of actually going somewhere in life with all of this sewing.  He thinks that someone’s fashion sense is a good window into their personalities, from Yosuke-senpai’s need for headphones to Chie-senpai’s cute shorts and bright colors.  

But Naoto?  She’s the first who’s clothes are actually a fucking turn on.

It’s been his undoing since their first meeting.  The hat.  The coat.  The pants.  Various shades of blue that called to his attention, made him stop and pay attention to what she – at the time he – had to say.  Then summer happened, and Naoto approached them in that crisp, blue shirt and yellow tie.  

Kanji still has dreams about that tie.

Such a bright color, such a non-conventional choice, but dear goodness me does he dream of grabbing hold of that tie and pulling Naoto so close that he’d be able to taste the breaths that slip past those lips.  As the nights progress that tie gets fondled in so many ways.  In one dream it makes it around Naoto’s wrists, the buttons of the crisp shirt completely undone.  In another dream it rests around Naoto’s eyes, the detective trembling and waiting for Kanji to just do something please!  And then there’s the dream where Naoto throws everything in reverse, seductively slipping off the tie and tying it around Kanji’s parted lips.

But when winter comes, absolutely everything changes. 

When winter comes Kanji gets the pleasant surprise of Naoto requesting that he make her an outfit.  She’s heard things, you see, from senpai.  She’s heard that he sews and likes to make things, so she requests some outfits for the winter months, even offers payment – don’t be silly, he says, I’d love to make ya somethin’.  She had only planned on being in Inaba until the summer months, but the case had taken longer than she had planned and even with it being over with Adachi’s capture she has no plans of leaving anytime soon.

As much as Kanji loses all color in his face when it comes to Naoto Shirogane, he takes his sewing pretty seriously.  He’s measuring her with ease – her arms, her waist, her… oh.  So there’s a bit of blushing involved, the measuring tape around her breasts via Kanji’s trembling fingers.  He decides to discuss his clothing plans with her to get over the red that sprinkles across his cheeks.  A light blue coat, a warm white hat, or a sharp plaid sweater with brown pants and another coat of blue.  She smiles, she likes all of his ideas, and she’s looking forward to seeing them.

Normally, it would take him a while to create new outfits, but with no murder cases to solve and with his unstoppable amount of excitement over making Naoto clothes he’s done in a couple of days.  The coat and white hat combination make Naoto look incredibly cute, but he’s not foolish enough to voice it out.  She stands in the mirror, gives her reflection a serious look for a moment before she ends up breaking out into the cutest smile he’s ever seen pass across her face.

As much as he likes her in the light blue coat, it’s the second outfit that makes him stare.  He thinks he now has a new favorite, retiring the shirt and tie for the sweater and brown pants.  She seems to like it too because she can’t stop looking in the mirror, can’t stop turning side to side to look at the outfit in every possible angle.  She’s praising his abilities with each turn and he can’t stop smiling either.  He doesn’t want to sound overconfident, but he’s done a damn good job.

Soon he walks over with the second blue coat he’s made, holding it out for her.  He’s not sure how it happens, but he ends up helping her get in the coat, ends up resting his hands on her shoulder as they both look at the mirror together.  He knows he needs to walk away because she’s too damn attractive right now.  Instead, his hands slide away from her shoulders and down her arms, feeling the fabric of the new coat he’s made for her.  She doesn’t push him away, doesn’t move, she just stands there as his hands slide lower, somehow ending up at her hips.

What happens next they decide to try and not explain.

He’s rubbing against her backside, her new pants against the comfortable jeans he wears when he sews.  He’s saying something you look incredible and always look so fucking incredible.  She wants to respond but she’s too caught up in the image within the mirror.  Her in this new outfit, him moving against her.  His hands are large against her small waist and something about that is so very attractive, her own hands resting against his, urging him to hold her tighter.

He decides that it would be easier to kneel down behind her, cancelling any height difference between them.  She turns her head to the right and his lips meet hers halfway.  She’s the one who moves his hands, urging them to slide over the sweater she’s wearing.  He’s not one to argue and soon he’s eagerly touching the patterned fabric, both of them moaning against each other’s lips.  She whispers something too many clothes but Kanji kisses her again, Naoto’s knees starting to feel a bit delirious.

He wants to keep the clothes on, wants to keep looking at her in this outfit.  

One of his hands slips underneath her sweater, fingers lingering over her stomach before they edge towards her pants.  Naoto breaks the kiss t-too many but he’s undoing the button, unzipping her pants.  He’s not sure how he manages to use his other hand to undo his jeans, he blames it on adrenaline and months and months of built up desires for one Naoto Shirogane.  She starts to slide her pants down but he quickly stops her, shaking his head.  It’s weird, he thinks, it’s fucking weird, right?  But he wants her like this, wants to feel her like this.  He wants to feel her body through the fabric, through this ensemble he’s created that makes her look so goddamn attractive.  

Soon he’s standing up and pushing down his jeans, rubbing his stiff member against the back of her pants.  He’s got one hand gripping onto her waist, the other working its way inside of her pants, fingers frantic against her underwear.      

It’s weird, he thinks again, so fucking weird, but it feels so good to have her like this.  When he looks in the mirror he can see her in that outfit, can see her squirming, trying to stay standing.  The look on her face is intoxicating.  Eyes squeezed shut, face a faint shade of red, he’s moving one lone finger through her underwear to stroke at something that makes loud whimpers slip past her parted lips.  Need to hold onto something she whispers I-I cannot stay standing.  

They only make it to his dresser before Naoto grips onto the edge of it, bending over, silently screaming out her invitation.  Kanji’s behind her in seconds, sliding his hard cock against her clothed backside.  His hands are tight around her hips and he wants to touch her, wants to put his hand back inside her pants but she actually beats him to it, one small hand slipping into the brown trousers so she can thrust two fingers inside of herself.

Later, Kanji realizes he’s going to have to make her a new pair of pants.  It’s all right, really, he had wantsedto make them in a slightly lighter brown anyway.

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Extra notes:  Naoto has my favorite wardrobe in the game.  The outfit with the yellow tie was my favorite, now I can’t decide, because I LOVE the winter outfit SO MUCH!