I feel like there's a lack of RinLen porn in the fandom nowadays, so I'm starting a new collection to heal as many deprived souls as I can lol. So if anyone has any requests, this is right here and I'd be happy to do the best I can.
Chapter Warning: Public sex, somewhat between strangers
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13/1/18
"train expertise"
summary: Yes. Having public intercourse on a train with that one boy you've been ogling for about four years now is a great idea, Rin! Go for it.
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Every morning, six thirty AM.
That's when he comes in.
Just like usual, just as it had always been. Rin pulls her scarf higher up her nose and she rubs her palms closely together to keep warm, eyes widening when the door slides open to reveal him. It's winter, and he's dressed up to adjust to their weather, forgoing his usual combination of a normal dress shirt and his cardigan slung around his waist ー instead, the boy has everything tight and buttoned up, save for a loose collar and his school blazer is properly covering his shoulders. That short golden hair she'd admired over the holidays was replaced with his locks bunched up in a small ponytail at the back of his head and she can't help but fawn. It's been a month since she'd last seen this boy and it seemed time did some maturing on him very nicely.
He's been here since she was in her first year in middle school. Twelve years old. It was a little crush, nothing too obsessive other than secret glances of him in uniform. And then a year passed, and that glance turned into full on ogling.
Now she's sixteen.
She doesn't know what age he is ー likely the same as her, considering they'd both left middle school on the same year (she could tell his change in uniform) albeit the fact that they still haven't had one proper conversation. He likely doesn't know she even exists.
Six thirty. She comes in at six fifteen. He lives just two cities away from hers.
The train was never crowded. It was a pleasant district they came from, a lack of population though technology was slowly coming on the rise. It was fine, until the government suddenly decided to fund the project of a local school out in their town's mountains and enrolled nearly five hundred students in it's first year. Now all of them boarded the same exact train, and every time she wanted to steal even the slightest look at him, Rin had to balance on the tip of her toes and look over the heads of much taller students, barely ever getting the chance of meeting that beautiful pale hair with brightness that could challenge the morning sunrise.
It was empty at six fifteen. Empty at six thirty. By six forty-five, however, everyone is pressed together like canned sardines and it became difficult to breathe.
It was a curse. Always a curse.
Until one day, instead of being pushed into some distant godforsaken corner, she'd landed straight into his arms ー pressed against the boy's chest from trying to escape the other digs of elbows in her ribs or whatnot. She'd let out a strangled gasp and heard his own sound of confusion from his throat. Rin looked up, eyes meeting pure blues and immediately holding herself from melting into a puddle of disgusting goo. She reckons he wouldn't want to see something like that right now.
Or maybe even ever.
Her heart is crushed when he slides away and clings onto one of the overhead handles, not sparing a single glance her way.
Right. As if she'd ever had a chance with this.
Her body whirls again. The door opens, and although a few people escape the crowd, even more enter. Rin felt her body get tossed to the side and the thought that someone might just grab her by the shoulders and toss her out the door is more worrying than she'd accept. That nightmare could've just been put to the test when the door slid open again and a rampage of salary workers and students took off, carrying her in the stream. Just until a hand slides into her palm to keep her steady. "Careful."
She stirs, uncomprehending, and it isn't until she's pulled back against that familiar chest and looking up at owner of that voice does her cheeks heat to an unbelievable red. Rin felt every single one of her goosebumps rise, and when he smiled at her, she couldn't help but give a shy little grin of her own.
"You should learn to grab onto the railings. You're going to get lost like this." It's a quiet lecture, but she appreciates it all the same. "You get off at the next stop, right?"
Oh, he remembers. Rin nods mutely, trying not to let too happy feelings overflow. Her fingers subconsciously intertwine with his, and she's about to double over in shock and issue an apology when he closes his hand around hers in return.
His eyes form a little wink. "It's alright. You can hold on to me."
"Tーthank you..."
"Don't mention it."
"I'm Rin," She blurts, and one hand immediately flies to cover her mouth. They'd only had one conversation. She's jumping too far into this, and he's likely going to run away and leave her in the depths on the next chance he gets.
Luckily, her paranoia only affects her own mental health and not other's general decisions. Especially when he gives her that little smirk that throws her into a loop, her heart pounding painfully against her chest. He laughs, almost sounding like a beautiful melody, and Rin notices how it's gentle and bell-like, even more so than her own.
"Nice to meet you, Rin. I'm Len."
Len. A beautiful name. She can't help but repeat it in her mind.
When it's her stop, he releases his hold and she lets go albeit unwillingly. The last thing she sees of him when she turns around is his hand waving as the doors close to separate them once again. She musters all the courage and confidence buried in the pits of her chest just to wave back. She swears she can hear his laughter again, even through her numbed ear.
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He was there again the next day.
Like clockwork. Except instead of them talking, he was looking away. She should've known that happiness wouldn't be forever and the previous evening was a momentary bliss that she should've savoured until the end. They were strangers once more and knowing his name did nothing to aid their relationship, even if the next flow brought in that same stream of transporters and they'd be pressed everywhere without significance. At least, that was what she thought, until that same pair of hands gripped onto her wrist and brought her body over to his before either of them could get crushed.
"I told you to be careful, Rin." He looked amused, and she couldn't help but return a lopsided grin to his smirk.
She looked out the windows.
The sun shines, and they're coated in an orange and crimson hue.
Her arms cling around his waist when someoneー an old man struggling to get throughー pushed her forwards. Her forehead knocked into Len's jaw and while she lets out a wail and hurried apology, he only rubs her forehead and issues another laugh. She can't help but heat up and the oncoming snow would be useless to make her become cold if just being around him like this provides that much heat.
"Hold on to me. We don't want to get separated." He says.
Rin nods her head. She felt his palm ruffle her hair affectionately.
It was going alright until she'd accidentally palmed his back at the curve of his spine for the quickest thing to grab on as the train jolted, and he'd let out a stunned gasp, their bodies bumping together.
"Sorry!"
"It's okay, it's okay, hold on to me wherever you want. I don't mind at all!"
"Really?"
"Really. Promise."
Putting the trust in his word for it, she'd move her hands up to his cheeks. He didn't flinch. She moved them down to his shoulders, then his arms, no reaction ー so Rin succumbed to holding hands again and this boy, this strange, strange boy that she's never talked to before until just a day ago, responded with a blinding smile and his fingers closing in around her own.
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Three days later, and being in more of his presence does nothing to calm her aching heart. "I can hold on to wherever I want?"
"Of course. I told you that you could, didn't I? Use me as your very own personal railing as much as you wish."
So she did.
It's their fifth day finally finding an acquaintanceー or perhaps even friend, in each other, and she can't help but find each passing day a bliss, with six thirty AM being the highlight of her day. It'd be a weekend tomorrow, and they won't be seeing each other for at least two days. She'll have to make as much memories to last until however long it was.
This time, instead of wrapping her arms around his neck or holding onto their preferred method of holding hands, she'd went a bit lower.. letting curious fingers wander until it'd landed straight onto his crotch. Len steeled back a moment, surprised, and when she began to finger him through the material of his pants he couldn't help but press his palm onto her shoulders, pushing the girl's back towards the sealed sliding doors.
She looked up at him, eyes wide, all innocent like. "You told me I could hold wherever."
"I did. I'm not telling you to stop, it's just.."
She squeezed him there.
"Then.. here?"
A shiver ran up his spine, and he felt each and every part of him stiffen. She took that reaction happily until he'd turned her around and made her chest pressed against the glass windows, confusing fluttering through her gaze and her throat losing breath. He'd pulled her hips backwards, towards him, and his fingers clenched into her skirt. Oddly, instead of it's usual knee length.. it almost seemed as if she'd purposely hiked them up today. Not to mention she's wearing overknee socks that show off that nice skin rather than thick pantyhose.
It was too loud and far too crowded. Nobody would notice them here, no matter what they did.
"You can touch wherever, too." Rin whispered, her small tongue darting out to wet her lips as he pressed her cheek against the glass. His crotch is pushed towards her covered ass, and she releases a small little moan that sends electricity through each and every nerve. "Hold me. You can use me to hold on."
God, she's such a slut.
Just the idea that she's able to do this with him sends happy sparks through her stomach in glee.
Rin tries to release each and every held back emotion of embarrassment. It's only doing more harm than good now. Her hands push down the zipper of his pants with newfound expertise, even without being able to see, and she can't help but release a happy little sigh when he slides his hands beneath her skirt and tugs her panties off to the side where she can feel a slap of cold wind for just one minute, until he took only one swift move to go straight into her welcoming core. Her hands grip tightly onto her own fists, and she lets out an inaudible scream.
"Wーwait, not so fast.." She hasn't done this before. Ever. "You have to hold me, it's too much... I can't."
"Yeah... sorry, ughn... shoot, wait for me."
Len's digging his fingers into her hips.
His lips form a curse, and when someone bumps into his shoulder, his immediate instinct is to grab her closer so they couldn't be seen. Their body is moved, pressed further into the sliding door, and Rin releases a miserable groan when she feels a trickle of water run down the sides of her inner thigh. He must've taken notice because instead of staying aside in harmonised bliss, the blond had taken his length away from her insides and allowed every strained gasp from her throat to be rewarded with multiple smooth kisses on the cheek.
The girl was spun around to face him. Both their gazes looked over the sea of heads, making sure no eyes were on them.
Or at least, Len's. Rin was preoccupied with tossing her arms around his neck and clenching as hard as possible. "You can go again."
Aha... if her mother finds out about this...
"You were bleeding.."
"I was..?" Rin stressed her brows, pushing back a moment to look down and immediately feeling each portion of her skin turn a deadly pale. She was. "Oh no."
Oh no?
Len felt her body go limp in his arms. "Just to.. be sure... this isn't you on your ー"
She can't believe he'd even guess that. "No, no!" The blonde interrupted quickly, her cheeks turning an uneven shade of red. She'd rather die than have something like that happen to her during this kind of experience. A hand slid down to make sure nothing went low enough that it'd be difficult to clean afterwards, and she watched the look of horror in his face with her own bit of fear. This isn't how she'd expected anything to be. "That's not... that won't happen. It's okay, it doesn't hurt that much."
Ha. A solid lie, but the look of relief on this boy's face is worth it. Her stomach hurls painfully but she offers him a sweet smile, and he returns it, those beautiful lips pressing on the tip of her nose.
And to think she'd been told it'd only feel like a pinch.
The young man massaged her hips, an empty question. "First time?" And when she nodded, Rin could've sworn she saw a glimmer in his eyes. "Sorry. Me too," She could've swooned at the idea and found this situation rather sweet ー if only for the fact that they were two teenagers having sexual intercourse inside a crowded train. Her fingers reached backwards to flip her skirt higher up against him, trying to reassure their own sense of privacy. "Maybe we shouldn't do this."
He'd actually gone and broken the mood.
Rin looked on with terror. "No! Just.. turn me around and keep going. I'm alright. It'll wash off."
He'd given her a look of suspicion, but went ahead to twirl her until the girl's palm was once again pressed against the glass windows. Her hips jolted when they reconnected, and he'd fixed them at a solid pace as she gritted her teeth to ride it out. Only a little while longer, it should feel good at the end ー at least, that's what they always say. Meanwhile, Len doesn't have similar thoughts. She's pretty, he muses silently, finally being able to observe her features carefully albeit from the reflection on the glass. His arm slowly goes around to wrap around the blonde's waist.
He wonders why he's never bothered to notice her as much before.
Her hair is tossed over to one side of her shoulder, and their bodies have to constantly readjust to make sure that he's completely hidden beneath her clothes.
Frantically moving his hips, in and out, trying to even move in circles ー it was when the both of them looked up and saw that they only had two minutes left until her stop did those small little jots and pokes of his dick go into full on thrusting. Her quiet little whines turned into full moans, urging him on, and when the overhead speakers announced that the door was opening, he'd let out a strong release. Inside her. Outside. All around. Rin choked endlessly on air, eyes widened in disbelief.
Did that just happen? Really?
The doors opened right in front of her but she wasn't allowed to move until her companion had properly hidden everything and buttoned himself up, pushing his fingers beneath to push her panties into the right ー albeit soaked, position.
She stepped out, knees trembling and hips hurting to move, feeling pain between her legs with all that was wrong in the world along with a small delightful thrill of feeling his juice run down her stickied thighs, and turned around to give him a small wave. He looked different today. Rather than his small smile and calm wave of his own, she'd watched as the male made an unusual show of putting his fingers to his lips (his skin redder than she'd ever seen) and blew her a kiss as the door slammed close.
Rin couldn't help but feel giddy.
That feeling ー that lovely, small comfort of his residue between her thighs was enough to keep her going through the day. She didn't want to wash it off.
So, as the shuttle moved out of view, the blonde blew a little kiss of her own.
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She must've looked like a small child that had just been told that Christmas came early when she'd boarded the train, this time at two in the evening, during the Sunday weekend to meet up with a few of her friends at the mall and saw that familiar boy there with his eyes outside the window, watching the moving scenery. She had to tap his shoulder for attention, and he'd widened his eyes in surprise, matching the lovely feelings she felt inside.
His lips moved down suddenly to cover her mouth and she immediately let out a squeal in response.
Her first kiss ー he'd gone ahead and taken it so gently, she could hardly believe it.
"A lucky coincidence." The blond had mused, and she gave him a tipsy look that demanded more kisses, mouth already puckering. "Haha. You're cute."
Cute? Did he just call her cute?
A boy has never called her cute before. Well. To her face, at least. Then again, any other boy possibly wouldn't have screwed her against a shuttle door before taking her first kiss. But that's alright. She'd always found him amusing, even before they'd talked, and just adding in his trait of spontaneity only adds a taste of spice to the recipe.
She notices how his gaze falls down to her thighs, and the girl licks her lips again in regret. She knew she should've worn a skirt or a dress today, instead they're stuck with tight shorts and there's no way to work it off without gaining attention. Not to mention that the train is close to empty today, with only one girl blasting off her headset at maximum volume and another lady sleeping in a corner at one of the distant chairs without a care in the world.
Ugh.. she suddenly feels wet between her legs.
"Sorry. I'm not wearing a skirt today.."
"Oh.." He looked up, cheeks pink at being caught staring. "No! I wasn't looking there because of that... I just wanted to make sure you weren't still limping. You seemed pretty hurt the other day... I hope that didn't bother you with school or anything.."
God no. She loved it. She needs more.
Not so much the action, but rather his beautiful explosion on her skin. She almost wanted to cry when she finally had to wash it off in the morning, and now that she gets to see even more of his affection and how his concern shows through the way he just looks at her ー she wants to cry all over again. Ehem. Not that she did in the first place. But each passing minute gains even more discomfort for her core, and it only took less than three seconds before she'd held onto the hem of his pants (he's got a nice pair of joggers on) and attempted to pull it down to his knees, already trying to force his underwear down and free that bulge.
Rin hadn't gotten a good look of it the other day.
To say he was shocked would be an under exaggeration. "Hey! Wait, what are you ー"
Len didn't get a chance to finish his sentence.
Her mouth was already on his member. Sucking, sucking, and his fist was forced into his mouth as his other hand held onto the back of her head. She can tell that he's embarrassed. The only two other people on the transport are barely noticing what's going on just within their proximity and he must be freezing in terror at the mere thought of being seen.
"Rin.. people are going to ー ughn, n-notice." He grunts. His hips thrust forward, filling up her throat, and she graces that with blissful little kissing noises as she moves up and down his length, tongue curling this way and that. "Oh, don't roll your tongue like that.. it's too... too much, ah ー please!"
Good. Let them notice. She wants to be seen.
Her fingers gently massage his foreskin and it's when she takes it all out, six inches of his length, coated heavily in her saliva and blows a little cool wind against his shaft does he let out a gut wrenching moan. He won't last for long if she keeps up at this. Her nose buries into a patch of pale hair and she tugs at it gently between her fingers, making him jolt, as his scrotum is appreciated by her tongue. She licks it, and then gives it a kiss.
"I've got to get off at the next stop, Rin..." He warns.
She doesn't care.
Maybe she'll make him miss his stop by doing this. Her glance flickers upwards as she swallows up his length once again with all the confidence in the world, and when they notice he's only got two minutes left, his self control cracks. He pushes her against the floor, forcing off those irritating white shorts that struggles against her flesh and she has barely enough time to make a protest before he's all the way inside her. Pulling out, and in, and out, and deeper in until she can barely breathe. Oddly, it doesn't hurt as much as it did the other day, and she's allowed to savour each and every movement.
Her eyes look over at the other passengers, hoping to gods that they wouldn't suddenly gain enough consciousness to see. Maybe she enjoys the risk when it's just him, but now that she's involved..
Rin couldn't help but giggle as he pushed his frustration into her. "You're... ahn ー big!"
Hearing that satisfied him. When she squeezed down, rippling her inner walls, he let out his blow.
Len was about to pull out when she jolted her hips back towards him. "Don't stop! Please ー I, uhn, I'm not done! Stay with me, don't go."
That's impossible. He has cram school to go to.
Not that he should tell her that.
His member throbs unevenly as his back is pushed down against the floor. His golden hair splays beautifully across the floor and her hips were gyrating desperately over his own until he's forced to ride out her orgasm. When the door slid open, he'd fixed his attire and comforted her protests with a ruffle of the head and a promise that they'd see each other again tomorrow. Rin wiped her nose and nodded strictly, and he blew her another kiss.
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It's been about fifteen weeks since then. They're still doing that actively, her and that boy, save for whenever she's on one of her off days. Actually.. that's the only reason it's so concerning right now. Six minutes.
The numbers slowly decreased.
Five, four, three, two, and then one.
She crossed her leg, and then uncrossed them. Her bottom lip is being bitten so harshly that when she opens the cap to that small little device, and sees small, two little pink lines, Rin can't help but feel her heart fly up to her chest. She's been waiting for Kagamine Len for already four years. It seems like waiting is the only thing she's ever done.
And now she'll have to wait another nine months.
oh no