May | Event: Flowers of Buffoonery

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The month of love is in full swing! But there are some who are probably wondering: why is May the month of love, and why only in the West? Over in Tokyo, no such celebrations are being made, and even the Hanyo of Shitaya aren't gunning up for any major festivals of any sort, despite most of them having come from the West. But it's not because it's a new holiday. Rather, it's simply a Yokai specific one.

Because traditionally, May is the period where a Yokai's sex drive is the strongest. And while for most, this simply manifests as a desire for deep, emotional connections, for others, it's a month-long orgyfest.

And as the mysterious little flowers continue to bloom across Kyoto, something else begins to bloom between the refugees themselves.

The Season of Sex

Towards the middle of the month, refugees are sure to notice a change in the way the Yokai are behaving, particularly the group known as the "beast Yokai", which includes Kitsune, Bakeneko, and Inu Yokai. As it turns out, these three are among some of the only Yokai who still occasionally undergo a heat-like event, with most of these falling around the month of May.

But what does this have to do with the refugees? As many of them will quickly find out: they also will experience a heat-like state through the rest of the month. Upon contacting the scientists, they explain that because the Yokai were the indigenous people of Nippon, bonding with Nippon seems to have caused the refugees to become part Yokai in a way that differs from the native Hanyo. This is why they're able to use magic, and why many of them grow Yokai body parts when experiencing high levels of Kizuna.

"Oh, don't worry your pretty little heads! Sure, you lot seem to be more afflicted than us Native Yokai, but no one's going to judge you for your... biological needs, teehee!"

As the Yokai researchers explain, heats have become less common in the modern era, so it's entirely possible that some refugees won't experience anything at all. Feel free to use this to opt out of anything that makes you uncomfortable!

You All Know What This Event Is About Maryouku University, Kyoto
When a Yokai goes into heat, they tend to adopt one of three characteristics, known collectively as KSJ. Although most Yokai will always lean more heavily towards one in particular, some may experience all three throughout their heat:

Daikoh (大攻) causes Yokai to develop unusually dominant and possessive tendencies. While some may search for a single partner to keep to themself, others may try to gather as many partners as possible. Even passive and friendly Yokai may become inclined towards violence or unusual roughness, including marking their partners. Some may experience an inexplicable desire for passionate romance, while others may feel a desire to breed.

Daishoku (大食) causes Yokai to give off a magic aura that may trigger a heat in those around them. These Yokai are insatiable, seeking endless pleasure from anything and everything they can find, be it food, entertainment, or sex. It's not uncommon for them to have one thing in particular they become fixated on, though others may simply desire everything. They may even find it hard to sleep without some kind of stimulation to calm them down.

Daijuu (大受) causes Yokai to develop unusually submissive and needy tendencies. They crave physical affection to such a powerful degree that going without it may even become painful. It's not uncommon for these Yokai to only feel comfortable when wrapped up in a nest of blankets to simulate being wrapped in the arms of a lover. They may feel a strong desire to be cared for by another, or even impregnated by a mate, regardless of gender.

Obviously any of these would be pretty inconvenient, but perhaps the worst part is they can strike at any time. One might simply wake up in heat, while another may find themselves suddenly overwhelmed upon seeing a familiar face. And the truly unfortunate may find it happening in public, or even on a long train ride.

While most heats tend to be very mild, often to the point where one might not even realize they're going through one, some Yokai have the misfortune of going through an extreme heat, where the effects of KSJ becomes far more pronounced, even to the point of appearing to have a complete personality shift. Daishoku Yokai may fuck until they pass out, Daikoh Yokai may peruse individuals they would never otherwise be interested in, and Daijuu Yokai have been known to crawl into the beds of strangers to satisfy their need to be held. Heats can be as brief as a few hours, or as long as a few weeks, with varying levels of severity throughout. While most only occur once a year, you're free to utilize heats as a Severe Kizuna Effect at any time!

Discount Dildo Emporium Gion, Kyoto
Just in time for the month of love, a new shop has opened up in downtown Kyoto. The elderly owner of Iyarashii Ryuu, an infamous dildo shop in Tokyo's Shinjuku, has partnered up with an equally amorous young Kitsune to open up a sister store in Gion. And if the large painting on the wall is anything to go by, their relationship probably goes beyond business partners... that's one feisty old lady.

Iyarashii Ryuu specializes in every shape, size, and function of dildo one can imagine, but unlike the Tokyo branch, the Gion branch of Iyarashii Ryuu specializes in enchanted dildos. These dildos are capable of moving on their own, growing in size, changing in shape, and even glowing in the dark! Because why not.

However, these are still a very new product, so they're depending on customer feedback to improve the spells! As such, anyone willing to test out a prototype enchanted dildo will both be allowed to keep the prototype, as well as select from any finished dildos in the shop free of charge.

Of course, some may not realize what they're getting into when they agree to test a prototype. One is designed to change size on command, but contains a bug that may cause it to grow larger than intended, and even develop a distinct knot. Another is designed to allow the one wearing it as a strap on to feel sensations as if it were real, but has a bug that instead causes both partners to feel both sensations, resulting in an extreme case of over-stimulation. Another is designed to move independently like a fucking machine, but seems to lack a means of turning it off. And another glows in the dark so brightly that it can be seen from the outside. Which isn't necessarily a bug, but it sure is something worth seeing.

And hey, for all you natural-dildo-havers, they're also testing a line of condoms designed to do the same things, with the added security of safe sex practices. Very sexy! Just watch out for that size-changing one, though. Some have reported feelings of insecurity upon watching their dangle return to its smaller size.

Fickle Flower Petals

In the midst of everything happening this month, refugees will begin to hear rumors of strange symptoms popping up around Kyoto. Flowers growing out of people's hair, sprouting from the ground with every step they take, or even tumbling out of their mouth. It's only then that the people realize what's happened: those little flowers from before weren't entirely harmless. They're sprouts from a Hanahaki, a very rare ayakashi that possesses flowers, named for the curse it inflicts on those who inhale their pollen.

Thankfully, Hanahaki is treatable, and can even be cured without the need of a specialist. But until the sprouts wilt, those living in Kyoto will simply have to bear with the symptoms.

Post Secret Kyoto, Western Kingdom
In its mild form, Hanahaki causes flowers to grow from a person's hair. These flowers range in size and species, and can grow over the course of mere minutes or many days. Those affected will be encouraged to allow the flowers to wilt naturally, as plucking them may cause permanent bald patches.

While this form can seemingly effect anyone, those hiding secret feelings of love or desire may instead develop a form that causes flowers to bloom on every surface around them. Although certainly the most charming, it's also the most conspicuous, with tiny gardens building up around them whenever they stay in one place for too long.

The true extent of the curse will become obvious to anyone riding the trains, as the entire inside of each car has become blanketed in thick green foliage and flowers. Some may discover that the flowers can even sprout on the other side of walls, potentially filling their neighbor's apartment with unwanted greenery. And let's not even get into the personality types that cause a nuruname to bloom. Best stay away from those folks!

So what's the solution? Well, seeing as not everyone is open to the idea of sharing their thoughts and feelings openly, a workaround has been discovered. All around Tokyo, refugees will find small wooden plaques known as ema hanging in populated places. Those affected by the Hanahaki are encouraged to write anonymous confessions on the ema and hang them up where they can be seen. After enough people have seen their confession, the effects of the Hanahaki will begin to go away.

Just make sure you're not seen hanging a confession up, or it'll defeat the purpose of it being anonymous!

To submit play-made secrets for characters to see in Kyoto, please see this post!

Tell No Lies Kyoto, Western Kingdom | cw: This prompt contains Hanahaki-adjacent body horror.
With most cases manifesting as mild, some may be wondering why the curse is referred to as Hanahaki, meaning to spit flowers. In truth, the name is derived from the severe form of the curse: in which flowers begin growing internally.

The most common location is the throat, causing those affected to cough or hiccup flower petals throughout the day. But for those who are especially unlucky, they may grow down into the lungs, causing severe pain, a bloody cough, and trouble breathing. Due to the likelihood of choking in one's sleep, this form is considered the most dangerous.

This form of the curse manifests in those prone to frequently keeping secrets or telling lies, be it intentionally or as a result of being a rather private person. Much like the mild form, it can be treated naturally through open communication. However, the workaround used for the mild form will not work here. Only by opening up about themselves or the secrets they've been keeping will the flowers begin to wilt.

For those who are still opposed to the idea, a healer can forcefully remove the flowers with a spell. However, this method carries a 25% chance of losing whatever memories are tied to those secrets, ranging from the secrets themselves, to all memories of the people they wish to keep in the dark. Surely such a risk isn't worth it, right?

Party Time

Although the Emperor of the West has grown busy these last couple of months, far be it for him to forget his beloved Refugees during the month of love! And so, on the 25th, all refugees will be extended an invitation to an exclusive party in the Uji district of Kyoto.

Those who assisted in clearing it out earlier will be shocked to see the transformation the building has taken in just a few days, as bright and colorful décor can be found on every corner, and the scent of incense hanging in the air.

It may not be everyone's cup of tea, but it would be most rude to refuse an invitation from the Emperor himself, wouldn't it?

With a Bang! Uji, Kyoto
Taking place at one of his many private villas, refugees will be met with an extravagant affair, filled with Humans and Yokai alike. During the day, there's no shortage of musical entertainment and dancing, along with free food and drinks, and a large outdoor garden to relax in. But at night, the mood of the party shifts dramatically. After a full day of pheromones tickling their senses, and no shortage of uki to go around, it was time for the main event: an orgy to celebrate the season of love.

"Greetings and salutations, my dearest friends from another world! I am Katsuragi no Mikoto, emperor of the Western Kingdom, and on this day, I invite you all to enjoy the many pleasures our world has to offer! Please, those who are inclined, make merry! And rest assured, this is a safe place to indulge."

The main room of the villa itself is designed with an array of sliding doors that can become walls to quickly close off corners for an illusion of privacy, as well as private and secret rooms for those who desire it. In the upper floors, rooms filled with all sorts of enchanted toys and costumes can be found, in addition to a small outdoor bathing area. And in the basement, there's what can only be called a sex dungeon, filled with all sorts of restraints and gear for whatever one's heart desires.

Any guests who stick around for the orgy will be asked to select from a number of colorful kanzashi they'll pin into their hair to convey what they're looking for:

Pink: Platonic, non-sexual physical affection only.
Red: Bondage, restraints, and sadomasochism.
Yellow: Open to kink negotiation or discussion.
Orange: Toys, magic or supernatural powers during sex, transformations.
Green: Costumes and sexual role play.
Blue: Powerplay: light blue for submissive, dark blue for dominant.
Purple: Public use, anonymous sex, exhibitionism.
Gold: Open to anything and everything.
Silver: No physical contact, watching only.

Outside of the Purple and Gold ribbons, all kanzashi are imbued with a spell that will sound a loud alarm if they person wearing it is touched in a manner they didn't consent to, upon which the one who activated it may find themselves thrown into the cold waters of the pond in the garden out front. Refugees are free to take as few or as many kanzashi as they desire, or swap them out as the evening grows long.

Denouement Engagement Uji, Kyoto
The party lasts well into the next morning, with guests welcome to stay the night with whoever they happened to bond with the night before. A nearby bath house is open exclusively for party guests, which is for the best, given the nature of the festivities. There will be no walks of shame coming from the Emperor's villa!

But those who actually manage to stick around this long will have an opportunity to witness a rare event.

In the garden just outside the villa, Katsuragi can be found seated next to a young man who some will recognize as Karu, the emperor of the East. The former is once more clean and dressed in his finest regalia, while the Eastern emperor appears in more subdued colors, a parasol in hand in some attempt to hide himself. Perhaps most would be giving them some space, but those who sneak closer will be able to overhear their conversation. Katsuragi speaks of uniting the two kingdoms, and supporting Karu as the face of the Emperor, so he may focus on his "continuing recovery". For his part, Karu is almost completely silent, though it doesn't seem to impede on their conversation.

But one doesn't need to be eavesdropping to realize what's happening when Katsuragi gets down on one knee and gently takes Karu's hand into his own, prompting the latter to drop the parasol in shock.

What happens next, unfortunately, is just between the two of them. A snap of his fingers, and both Katsuragi and Karu vanish in the blink of an eye. Did he notice they was being watched? Or was he intentionally letting them see that much?

OOC Notes
Welcome to Jikan's May event! Please direct any questions to the Question Thread in the OOC Plotting post.

• As with all Kizuna effects, you are free to opt out of any of the KSJ effects as well, or simply utilize the ones you are interested in. A Daijuu yokai could simply desire being held, with no sexual or breeding-related connotations, for example. Likewise, as this is inspired A/B/O tropes, you are welcome to use Kizuna as an excuse to utilize any additional tropes not included in KSJ.

• Feel free to mix the effects of the prototype enchanted dildos to include multiple effects at once, or create your own magical effects! With magic, the only limit is your imagination!

• Although not necessary, Japanese does have it's own language of flowers if you would like the flowers your character sprouts/spits up to have greater symbolism. A wider list of plant symbolism can also be found here!

• Hanahaki can produce native plants to Nippon, but cannot produce plant-like Ayakashi. So they can grow Uki in their hair, but cannot cough out a Higanbana.

• In case you missed it, the post for submitting IC secrets is over here!

• Players are welcome to handwave their character sleeping with the Western Emperor himself at the orgy, but don't expect him to remember their name the next day. The Eastern Emperor will not be present until the next day.

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With a bang

[spritefully]

[really, it doesn't matter how they ended up in the room when Leona slips in past the screen, only that the sound of it catches their attention in the relatively comfortable haze of energy brought about by the circumstance.

mostly that alone is why their voice is a little lazy, sitting up from where they'd slumped to just listen.]

I hope you won't mind me leaving, if you're intending a little alone time. Or watching, if you're amenable.

[they are... small. quite small, put next to Leona, but easy enough to see in the dim lighting. long hair, soft face, androgynous voice, and as Loni makes their way forward, they lace their hands behind their back. is it to seem even less threatening? ... probably not, but it does sort of have that benefit, maybe.]

[mistsplitter]

Just like hugging a pillow, isn't it?

[ She imagines, anyway!! Ayaka is not a pillow hugger. :T (Yes she is.) ]

... I— I'm sorry if all this seems so very foreign to me. I've just never done anything remotely related to this before.

[ They're behind closed doors, though. She does not feel shy, not when Ayaka's asked to hug Lumine just a few moments ago! ]

If I may, I'll follow your lead.

[shatteredstoryline]

[The moment their gazes meet Melissa's temper flares. Usually she doesn't get heated over nothing, but somehow this is different. Just look at him! Doesn't his face just scream "fight with me"!? And who is Melissa to ignore a dude's face asking to be punched, really. So if Cloud doesn't cower at the way her expression immediately turns sour, Melissa will stomp her way over to him.]

What the hell is your problem?

[shatteredstoryline]

Well... I think I saw this in a dream?

[Melissa brings her hand to her chin as she contemplates it. Meanwhile in the background the shop keeper goes stiff upon overhearing the conversation. Uh-oh.]

[icepatch]

[It was... very sweet that Lumine was taking care of him like this. He was thankful and appreciative. He knew this whole situation had to be incredibly awkward and not at all how either of them intended to spend their evening. He used the cloth offered to clean his hand as he spoke.

He shook his head at her words, taking his now cleaned hand to gently lift her head by her chin. Then, his hand shifted to her cheek, to stroke the soft skin with his thumb. He offered her a small smile.]

Me too, but it's not your fault, Lumine. I understand he was... just being protective. I'm only sorry that this was the route he chose. I can't say I don't miss his friendship. But I have to respect his decision in all of this.

[And leave him be. Kaeya hadn't spoken to Aether since December and Aether had not reached out to him. That told him enough, so Kaeya had left things alone and moved on. Besides, had had Diluc and Venti and even Dohalim. And now he was making friends with Lumine and Ayato.

Things were always getting better since, so Kaeya wasn't going to let himself feel too bad about it anymore.]

That being said, I really do hope you don't go through the same. They like to push us to make bonds, to help the world, but I don't think making those bonds so easily is a good idea given what can happen if it breaks. [Of course, all of that said, there was a small bit of hope that he could kindle a bond with Lumine. Not just because she was a Traveler, but because it was incredibly obvious that Kaeya was drawn to her. But he wouldn't push the matter.

He raised the cloth to his face, wiping his lips and then shifted to look at the mess on the floor. He sighed.] Thank you, Lumine. For listening and for coming out to help me. I know it's probably not what you wanted to do tonight. I can clean the mess up, though.

[haran]

Hm? Oh, I suppose I did misspeak. I only meant that I have already made reservations elsewhere and will claim such reservation.

This place offers the broadest variety of foods, so I thought it a safe one to come to.

[but if there are no objections, he will take them inside, where the indoor decorations is just as grand as the outside for this era, where they are quickly led to their table.]

i cannot do a single one

[faeshim]

Huh. He really doesn't have one. Daeshim slides his hands around a bit more just to be sure.

"Well. Maybe someday." Some people seem to panic when it happens. Daeshim doesn't see how it's such a bad thing. But there are other important things to address, aren't there? "How did you put your thoughts in my head?"

[adistraction]

“I kind of hope so…you all look cute…” It would feel weird to be the one the only ones that didn’t have something.

Hunter licks his lips and bites back a softer sound until the touching stops. It doesn’t stop him from trying to nose against the other, though.

“…I didn’t mean to…” he admits quietly, “I don’t really know how I do it. It just happens if I’m not careful. I won’t do it again.”

[fairlyheroic]

[the problem for Zack isn't knowing what to say - he knows what his secrets are, more or less, and for most of them, he doesn't mind talking about them or writing them up to post on the board. If anything, he'd do it less for him and more so maybe Cloud felt more comfortable doing it, too.

The problem comes down to the secrets themselves. And how they aren't just his secrets but Cloud's as well, even if he doesn't remember them yet.

Zack picks up one of the plaques, turning it over in his hand]

I don't mind if you see it.

[he makes a considering noise before picking up one of the pens to start writing] Maybe start with something small? With a secret that's not as big as the other ones you might have.

[the one written on his plaque isn't small, but none of his really are. But it's one he can be a little vague with, too.

"Sometimes I can't sleep at night because I'm afraid of where I'll wake up."]

[faeshim]

"I don't think Lennon thinks so. I've tried to convince him otherwise."

Daeshim tightens his arms around him, closing his eyes until Hunter's words make them fly back open again.

"You should do it as much as you want. It's your gift, and if you want to learn to control it, you can practice with me."

[adistraction]

Hunter rubs his lips together thoughtfully, “Mm…he probably needs time. One day maybe he’ll like it.” Hopefully. Because it is cute and it fits him perfectly, actually. Though Hunter is more fond of the little ears.

Daeshims grip on him makes butterflies start to beat around in his stomach, and the nosing turns into a full on nuzzle until he stills and meets his eyes.

Unsure but also a little excited by the idea, he smiles briefly. Back home it wasn’t something people accepted or understood. None of his ‘gifts’ were. It’s why he spent so much time in hospitals, medicated, called weird names.

Hunters entire body softens and he keeps his mouth closed.

’If you’re sure…I’d like that. People back home thought I was weird.

[icepatch]

Anyone ever tell you that you're overly prepared? Spontaneity isn't always a bad thing, you know.

[Kaeya was still highly amused as they were let to their table. The restaurant really was very nice. He thanked the hostess and took a seat. He immediately looked at the wine offerings, comparing it to the food menu as well.]

Hm... What do you think you'll be having?

[narcolepsy]

[ baein is still hesitant, no matter what, but he ducks his head and nods, slowly, eyes burning a little though no tears come. ]

Thank you.

[adistraction]

[ there may not be tears, but Hunter can feel it happening.

He takes a breath where Baein can’t and gathers him in a little closer; wanting him secured against him in their little blanket huddle. ]

And I don’t care that you’re cold. You’re beautiful. Everyone thinks so.

[haran]

[a scoff.] I'm not sure I understand what it means to be spontaneous. I don't normally have time for such frivolities, but perhaps... you can teach me what it's like, now that I do have the time.

[he peruses the menu, makes his decision quickly.]

Tempura udon. Has anything caught your interest?

[soakedinvinegar]

"Really," he purrs, leaning in to brush his lips teasingly against Xingchen's. He pulls back and adjusts himself so one arm remains against Xingchen's waist. The lack of contact is irksome, but Kexing knows it will only be for a few moments. "Let's go make a baby."

(wwx puts on a show with it for him)

[soakedinvinegar]

"Humans are strange creatures. "

Funny how he doesn't count himself among them. He's thoughtful for a moment, then lifts a curious brow.

"Would you like to try it?"

[sultanofsquat]

[ Cloud would have ample time to figure out what the hell got into him (more than usual), after this chance encounter. Even without the Daikoh's influence, he wouldn't have cowered when her foul face turned on. If he can handle Barret towering over him after telling the guy he needs help? This temperamental chick wasn't gonna shake him. In fact...he's actually hoping that she tries to shake him.

It's when the nice ones get mad that he flinches. 💦

Guess whose just standing there, arms crossed and completely raring to go. This asshole! ]

You askin' me that with your sourpuss face?

[faeshim]

Daeshim slides one hand along his body, but it's not Lennon's cock that he teases. He slides it under his chest to find his nipple instead, pinching the nub and the metal going through it. His other hand grips his tail, holding it like a rein as he slaps back into him.

"Come. Let me feel how tightly you can grip me." He buries deep and then just holds there, hips continuing to grind while he waits to see if Lennon's orgasm is intense enough to trigger his own.

[mistsplitter]

[ The smile she gives him is a consolation, if any. She's not even sure what she's disappointed about at this point, but she just knows she is. The moment of peace and tranquility, the moment of being with someone you could be yourself with is gone. Perhaps that is the one that Ayaka is upset most about. A time that she thought would last longer flew by so quickly without being given the chance to say goodbye. It's something they can never have again.

And yet, Cloud's words, simple as they are, brush those thoughts of grief away. She looks to him before looking down at their hands. Is that her cue to get up? If the party is over, then there's no need to stay here, after all. But with her senses more awake, it only means the heat she feels is more present than it was earlier.

Her eyes close and she clears her throat. A deep breath, Ayaka. You can do this. ]

Yes. I don't see a point in staying here anymore.

[ She'll get up when he does! And if they start walking? She's not going to waste any time in moving closer. If she's not close, if she can't feel anything? She's afraid she's going to feel so uncomfortable it might hurt again like last time. ]

[privatechat]

Lennon whines when the other goes for his nipple instead of his cock. Honestly, it’s still very effective, though, the pull of metal on his flesh, the pinching. He moans, hips trying to rock against the bed. His cock is dripping and he knows he doesn’t need it to be touched directly for him to come, not when pleasure explodes through him at the combined sensation of Daeshim roughly grabbing his tail and slamming into his body.

It pushes him over the edge. He cries out loudly, his body spawning around the other’s cock, as if he’s trying to milk him, urging him to fill him up with his come. He drags his hands on the bed and his hips alternate between rubbing toward the bed and pushing back on Daeshim as if his body can’t decide what to chase, what to focus on.

Lennon whimpers, holding the blankets as he stays tight around Daeshim’s cock. It takes effort and focus, but Daeshim wanted it so he’ll focus on tightening his muscles as long as he asks.

[shatteredstoryline]

[Accusingly she jabs a pointed finger to his chest.]

You were the one staring at me, blondie boy. Do you want a fight?

[sultanofsquat]

[ Any other circumstance? He'd be asking her what was wrong. Why she was breathing so heavily. If she needed a break. But...a "break" was nowhere on the blond swordsman's mind right now. As emotionally stunted as he'd been in the past, uncertain of how to act when it came to comforting someone before just listening to his heart, Cloud...wasn't entirely oblivious. There's a reason he actively shook his head or talked to himself on the train ride over here. Told himself to snap out of it and to cut those debauched fantasies out. He didn't even know this girl.

Yet as his gaze grows heavy, lips parted as his breath clips, he can't bring himself to look away. His hold on her wrist tightens, until his hand slides further up enough to seek hers. To enlace his fingers between the girl's as he can feel his control slipping. Rather...there really was no going back for him. He's forgotten where they were, locations be damned. She'd mentioned apartments near by, and the only thing he can think of was everything he just wanted to do.

But that implied they'd even make it there before his Daishoku drive compels him to just keep her here. Against this tree. In his arms. Bent over to hold onto the base of his Buster Sword. Cloud's hyperaware, too. How the roll of his hips presses her more flush against the tree as her back arches, giving him even more to look at as the straps of her dress press into the tops of her breasts.

"Cloud..." ]

Y-Yeah...? [ The leg between her thighs, higher as it hikes up the front of her skirt, is so damn close to rubbing up against her, feeling the heat. If he were more directly grinding against her, she'd have been able to feel something poking, rubbing against her as the strain in his pants gets tighter. Harder. Growing and filling out as his breath trembles. And all it took? Was one more word to pull the trigger.

Please.

He didn't know what was proper (nothing about this was). Only that he needed to be closer and that he wasn't clueless as something inside of him snaps. The sword in his right hand falls, the other hand that'd been gripping her wrist? Moving on pure want alone. So fast. It's all moving so fast but her Daishoku heat was making things worse...making him return that same magic as he wasn't planning on moving from this spot until he got what he wanted. Until they both did.

And even then...he wasn't sure if he knew when to stop. Roughly, he wastes no time in pinning her more flush to the bark while his hand desperately moves to the front of his pants. He can't take them off. He'd need to get rid of his armor, pull his suspenders down...so all he can do is feel as he rips the zipper down. Panting like a beast in heat, his other hand grips the underside of her soft, exposed thigh, fingers sinking into her flesh as he hoists her leg up until she's lazily hooked up his side. The action hikes her dress up for him, pressing her partially sideways against the tree for Lumine to brace herself against while he wrestles his own turgid, hot length out for her to see and feel.

He hasn't lined himself up yet, still needing to either get her panties off? Or pushed to the side if he wasn't in the mood to wait. But as he looks down at her in his possessive grip, his cock already glistening with precum from being pent-up so long as he rolls up against her again, tapping up against her stomach, throbbing heavily before he adjusts himself, this time beneath her lifted skirt until the broad head was pressing against the thin barrier of her panties. ]

[faeshim]

He underestimated just how good Lennon feels around him, forgot in the midst of these heightened instincts. But the sight of Lennon does just as much for him, the way he's wild and bucking against him right before he comes, not caring about anything but getting what he wants and needs. The cry that's pulled from the Fae is almost startled, and his hips start to move again of their own accord.

He only gets to fuck him once, maybe twice more before he follows, pushing in deep as he shudders and spills into him. Daeshim does slide his hand down then, finding Lennon's cock sticky but not yet starting to soften.

He pants for breath, draped over him like a living article of clothing. Daeshim doesn't know how long they stay that way, but he finally withdraws with a happy sigh.

"Keep it inside you. As much as you can."

He gives his ass an affectionate little pat before crawling into bed, then reaching to help the human do the same.

heat wave

[haran]

[ayato catches sight of kazuha from afar. he's not difficult to miss with his unique hair colors, so he quickly changes course from his original destination to make his way to kazuha, to greet an old friend he'd somehow missed since his arrival.

but kazuha seems to be loosening his clothing? he quickens his step, concerned, which becomes alarmed when kazuha nearly collapses and grasps onto his wrists to keep from doing just that.]

Kazuha- what are you doing out in this condition? Come now, let's get you somewhere you can rest.

[he swings kazuha's arm over his shoulders, attempting to steady him on his feet.]